After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

Jun Mobai squinted his eyes and leaned against Fei Yuchen, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blowing over his nose brought back the memory that Mingyuan had left in his mind that had not completely dissipated.

When Mingyuan was seven years old, he met Tiandao. The man lowered his brows and eyes, and when his plain white hands stretched out in front of his eyes, the little man shrank back.

The hands that were frostbitten by the wind and snow were red and purple, scabs formed in some places, and the skin was scratched on the ground in some places, leaving blood and covered in mud.

The hand in front of him was white and clean, looking extremely warm.

Mingyuan raised his head and looked at Tiandao timidly, rolled his Adam's apple subconsciously, and rubbed his hands behind his back carefully.Because of shyness, but also because of embarrassment.

"Child, I have a destiny with you, do you want to come with me?" Tiandao said, the hot air in his mouth turned into mist when it met the cold air, and fell into Mingyuan's eyes, very warm.

Mingyuan looked down at the tattered clothes on his body, feeling a little tangled.

It was so broken that he was too embarrassed to answer.

Tian Dao didn't urge him, and kept the motion of bending slightly and handing his hands.

After a long time, it was so long that the snowflakes fell.It landed on Mingyuan's hair, Mingyuan's tattered clothes, and Tiandao's seemingly warm palm.

Mingyuan was shivering from the cold wind, he carefully raised his chin a little bit, glanced at Tiandao quickly, wiped the hand behind him on the snow, and carefully stuck it on the snow. After wiping the slightly warm flesh on his back, he raised his hand a little bit and put it into Tiandao's palm.

The little hand fell into the thick palm and was gently held by Tiandao.The first thought in Mingyuan's mind was—it really is very warm.

That was Mingyuan's first acquaintance with Tiandao, one was tattered and the other was extraordinary.

Mingyuan followed the heavenly path back to the sect and went up to Dangui Peak.

The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on Dangui Peak are in full bloom, and the warm air blows over Mingyuan's body, not comparable to the warmth brought by the palm of his hand.

Mingyuan's body had been eroded by the cold winter wind long ago, Tiandao helped him to take care of him for three years before he came back.

So when Mingyuan was ten years old, he finally wanted to worship under the Heavenly Dao sect and become the only disciple of the Heavenly Dao.

He took two sets of disciple clothes and gestured on his body, asking Tiandao to choose a good-looking one for him.

At that time, Mingyuan was raised very well, with a chubby face, whether he smiled or glanced casually, he carried the innocence and cuteness unique to children.

He was held in the hands of Tiandao until he was 27 years old.

20 years.

For 20 years, Tiandao taught him to read and write, and taught him how to practice swordsmanship.

When Mingyuan was wandering outside in his early years, he had a high fever on a thunderstorm night and almost died of it. When he returned to Dangui Peak, there was a senior brother Du Jie in one of the Dalizong.

The roar of thunder made Ming Yuan tremble in fright, and he ran into the Tiandao room barefoot without even putting on his coat.

Tiandao patted him on the back to comfort him, then held him in his arms and told him a story before coaxing him to rest.

When Mingyuan calmed down and fell asleep, it was already dawn.

Tiandao raised him as a child, so he also treated Tiandao as his father.

Osmanthus osmanthus is fragrant all the year round, and Mingyuan has not seen snow on Dangui peak in the past 20 years.

He looks good, looks like a handsome young man, with a three-foot-wide long sword draped over a golden gown, and he can fascinate a group of little girls just by standing aside.

In addition, Mingyuan has a good personality and is pleasant to speak.Zongli likes his seniors and sisters and grabs a lot of them.

When the girls met him, they would call out reservedly: "Junior brother."

Or show a bright smile and call: "Senior brother."

Mingyuan responded one by one with a smile.

He always smiles to others, shining brightly like the spring sun in March.But only in front of Tiandao can he laugh so hard that his teeth can't see his eyes, and even small things can make him laugh so hard.

In the winter of 600 Yuan and Ming Dynasties, there were only a few short months before the next year name would change naturally, which happened to be the No. 20 year since Mingyuan was picked up.Dangui Peak, which never snows, finally ushered in the first winter snow.

That day, Tian Dao warmed the wine and lit the stove again.

The master and apprentice sat in the gazebo drinking wine and admiring the snow.

The pure white snowflakes were blown into the gazebo by the wind, and before they fell, they were melted into mist by the heat of the stove.

Tiandao looked at Mingyuan, holding the cup in his hand, and seemed to sigh with emotion: "Time flies, 20 years have passed."

Ming Yuan smiled and frowned, "This is the first 20 years I have spent with Master, and there will be many more 20 years to come. A Yuan will spend it with Master."

Tiandao's hand holding the cup shook slightly, and the smile on his face stiffened a bit.He turned his head to look at the wind and snow outside, and he didn't respond for a long time.

And later, and later...

Jun Mobai frowned, his forehead was cold.

Then what happened?

Is it the boundless darkness?Or is it the coldness falling on the forehead of You Tan?

Jun Mobai took a heavy breath, opened his eyes vigorously and pulled his consciousness back from Mingyuan's memories.

Fei Yuchen lowered his head and said in panic, "Master."

Jun Mobai took a deep breath, exhaled the last breath remaining in Mingyuan's body, and said softly: "It's okay, it's a normal reaction."

Fei Yuchen frowned, very worried.

Seeing this, Jun Mobai raised his hand to caress his eyebrows, and after considering how to cut into the mouth, he said slowly: "The pair of snow jade is the last thing Mingyuan left, and his last ray of consciousness has been sealed in Inside. Immortals have no reincarnation, and his physical body died 300 years ago. And the last touch of spiritual consciousness has dissipated just now."

Jun Mobai licked his lips, a little worried about what to say next.

Fei Yuchen embraced him, poured spiritual power into his body, and did not urge him.

After thinking for a while, Jun Mobai squeezed out a smile and said lightly: "I was formed by absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and there was no previous life. The spiritual power brought by the pair of snow jade made me form, and I absorbed his The spiritual power I brought brought me eyes like him, that’s the reason. Just now I lent my body to Mingyuan and let him choose how to solve it, that’s the result.”

Speaking of this, Jun Mobai paused, stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and then continued: "I have a causal relationship with Mingyuan, so I was involved in the causal relationship between him and the Heavenly Dao, and that's why there was a later Xianmeng. everything..."

Jun Mobai said whatever he thought of, his words were tight, and the truth of the matter was almost indistinguishable.

In general, Tiandao used the clone/body to make a game, deliberately letting Jun Mobai penetrate himself so as to release the illusion switch in his body and activate the layout of a century-old formation.

The purpose is to input those half-true and half-false memories into Jun Mobai's brain, and turn Jun Mobai into Ming Yuan, the person who he has been thinking about for more than 300 years, and has long confused his appearance.

Heaven doesn't need Jun Mobai to look exactly like him, as long as those eyes looking at him are the same as in memory.

As for appearance, Wanggen Peak has been engraved in my mind for more than 100 years.

What he wants is the beauty that fades away in his memory, he never wants any one person, as long as he feels the same and is related to that person, that's enough.

For this beauty, Tiandao has been planning for more than 300 years, and even when he first came up with this idea, he did not hesitate to give orders to the person/body who has lived in the world he created for more than 1000 years, let him stare at Jun Mobai little by little, let him Follow the life you want.

But Jun Mobai is not Mingyuan, he is exactly the same as Mingyuan except for his eyes, his whole body is completely opposite to Mingyuan's in terms of appearance and personality.

Moreover, Mingyuan's spiritual consciousness left in the snow jade forcibly sealed the aura for four years, making the Tiandao avatar/body, who was the leader of the Immortal League at that time, forcibly delayed by four years.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

"Since the lord of the Xianmeng League is the avatar of Heavenly Dao, he treats you as Mingyuan. Then what did he mean when he proposed to marry him?" Fei Yuchen didn't understand, how could there be such contradictory people in this world .

Jun Mobai speculated coldly: "It's probably a test. I've never been as good as he likes. Maybe this is the only thing that has satisfied him for so many years."

A light came out from the mouth of the well, and more than half of the time had passed for a stick of incense.

Fei Yuchen looked at the light, and sighed softly: "So it was Mingyuan who called Master Tiandao just now?"

Jun Mobai nodded his head and said "hmm".

Fei Yuchen asked again: "Then who is driving the Luohe Sword?"

Jun Mobai blinked, a little tired: "It's me, Mingyuan's spiritual sense can only support him to say that sentence."

After a pause, Fei Yuchen then asked, "When did Master get in touch with Mingyuan?"

Jun Mobai closed his eyes and lightly touched the snow jade in his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "It's ironic, for more than 300 years, Mingyuan's consciousness has never awakened, and the first time he woke up was because of the way of heaven. The half-truths and half-truths we look at."

Fei Yuchen fell silent, substituting Ming Yuan in his heart.

If he is him, if Jun Mobai is like the way of heaven.In order to break through the barriers of the body, pick yourself up, and treat yourself with all your heart and soul for 20 years, so when you know the truth, what kind of emotion should you feel in your heart.

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache like it's about to explode.

Can't help feeling sour.

How sad Mingyuan must have been 300 years ago, and how painful and ironic it was when he happily called "Master" with the help of the spiritual consciousness in Jun Mobai's body to suppress his emotions.

On second thought.

Mingyuan's spiritual consciousness was withdrawn, and Jun Mobai, who had not dissipated the emotions in his heart and mind, had experienced those emotions when he took over and returned to his body?

Thinking of this, Fei Yuchen was half angry and half regretful.

Seeing that Fei Yuchen was in a bad mood, Jun Mobai slapped him fiercely, but in fact it just fell lightly on the soft flesh of his cheek, and said helplessly: "I am the one who is possessed, what are you impersonating?"

Fei Yuchen: "..."

Fei Yuchen: "If I hadn't acted recklessly, I wouldn't have dragged you and Qingyuan down..."

Jun Mobai interrupted him and said, "You and Qingyuan have made a master-servant contract?"

Fei Yuchen hurriedly shook his head and clarified: "No. I saw it in the ancient books of Zangshuge before. As long as both parties are willing, it can be canceled at any time." The voice became lower and lower as it went to the back, very hollow.

At this moment, the light at the mouth of the well became brighter and brighter.Just hearing a "bang", a stream of air erupted from the wellhead, and then a white warm current spewed out from the wellhead, splashing water droplets.

Jun Mobai quickly changed his position, put Fei Yuchen in his arms, stretched out his hand to draw out the shield and said softly: "Go back and undo the master-servant contract, and then think about how you should explain it."

Fei Yuchen: "!!!" There must be a month's floor.

The milky white well water erupted for a while before it gradually faded back.

Seeing that he was about to go back, Fei Yuchen reached out and poked Jun Mobai's chest, carefully said: "Master, can I..."

Jun Mobai: "No."

Fei Yuchen: "I haven't said yet."

Jun Mobai raised his head and glared at Fei Yuchen, very helpless: "Are you going to stab him with a sword or kick him?"

"Ahem, I want to."

"Promise." Jun Mobai squeezed the soft flesh on Fei Yuchen's cheek in disgust, and was about to jump into the well by pulling him.

At this moment, a heavy breathing sound behind them fell into the ears of the two.