When an honest person is dressed as a scum [Quick Transmigration]

Time quickly slipped away, and it was ten days and a half months before the apprenticeship ceremony.

In the disciple's canteen, the red-robed youth looked at the people in front of him who were focused on eating, and sighed quietly: "Why do you always eat oysters, leeks, black sesame, mutton, goji berries and other foods recently?"

Jiang Jizhou: ...

Tonifying the kidney.

He didn't speak.

Anyway, it was just asking casually, Shen Li didn't think about it.

"Jizhou, I moved to the Elder Peak, and I have been facing Master Wuxiang every day for the past few days, and I am not happy at all." Soon, Shen Li sighed faintly with a resentful tone.

"Is Wuxiang Buddha's practice very strict?" Jiang Jizhou coughed, a little surprised, and comforted him, "Don't you want to become stronger? The strictness is also for your own good."

"That's not true," Shen Li said with a complicated face, lowering his head and fiddling with the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, "On the contrary, I feel that my master is too relaxed with me, and he will never take the initiative to test me with homework and Dharma. One day my apprentice died outside, and he wouldn't have any emotions towards me."

...Isn't this stocking?

Jiang Jizhou thought that Wuxiang Buddha's practice was very strict, but he didn't expect it to be so. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the person in front of him raise his face suddenly, with a curious expression on his face: "Jizhou, can you tell me how your master treats you? I don’t even know what a normal master and apprentice should be like. I can see that Elder Yan’s relationship with her apprentice is similar to that of the master and the two senior brothers of the Qi family.”

The head of the sect and Elder Qingyan are based on the teaching philosophy of "If you can't be beaten to death, you will be beaten to death".

They have many apprentices, unlike Shen Li and Jiang Jizhou who have only one master, so sometimes Shen Li can only talk to Jiang Jizhou for some things.

And Shen Li listened to the class in the disciple school for a day, and came out exhausted in the chaotic crowd. When he was about to walk back to the elder peak, he could always see the senior Gu Zhuang in the palace standing under the tree, waiting lazily. look like.

It's like picking someone up and going home.

At this time, Jiang Jizhou next to him is like the snow rabbit raised before, who will deliberately suppress the smile on his lips, and then walk over pretending to be calm, and return to the palace side by side with Senior Gu Zhuang.

In the snow, the back is very suitable.

Every time he sees this kind of scene, Shen Li will feel depressed, and he doesn't need to think that his "Brother Jiang" will be accompanied by someone in the palace after his apprenticeship, and he is probably in a good mood.Unlike his Connaught Great Elder Peak, which has nothing but Wuxiang Master, and Wuxiang Master treats him like a flower.

Shen Li always felt that his emotions were depressed, like a string full of collapse, which would break one day.

"You are also one of the fastest foundation-building disciples among the new disciples. How did your master teach and treat you?" So he asked.

"Ah, lecture cough cough..." Who would have thought that the thin man in front of him lowered his head, choked, and coughed as if he was about to vomit blood.

Shen Li quickly comforted him, and when he raised his face again, he seemed uncomfortable, and his face was flushed with suffocation: "Just, it's just an ordinary sword training course."

In fact, there are other things, but Jiang Jizhou can't say it.

"Can you lend me your books?" Unexpectedly, Shen Li became interested, but he was originally a swordsman.As he said that, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he was about to grab the yellowed book that Jiang Jizhou was pressing under his elbow. The cover of the book was correct with a line of words——

Sword repair 108 styles.

Jiang Jizhou moved faster than usual. He opened his eyes wide and pulled out the book suddenly. The two of them moved so loudly that the meal almost fell.

But the corner of the book was opened, and the person in front of him still fell into the eyes. It turned out to be a picture book, or a painting that was not very serious. Two figures overlapped, as if they were kissing. I saw the inscription on the colorful picture: Master and apprentice spring scenery 108 a small gesture.

Shen Li fell silent.

He is only seventeen.

No matter how much he likes to read story books or acts arrogantly and willfully, his worldview has only initially been fully constructed, and he knows that the existence of this kind of master-student picture book is unreasonable.

"Jizhou," he said in a complicated voice, "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Jiang Jizhou clutched the drawing book tightly, sweating all over his body in the winter, as if he couldn't lift his head up for the rest of his life.And he is only this good friend, will Shen Li think that he even covets his master, he is just a beast...

"Let me take a look."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jizhou heard these words when he buried his head. He looked up in astonishment, and saw that the handsome and handsome young man was very active and curious.

Shen Li noticed Jiang Jizhou's eyes, and it was rare to show embarrassment, but he still reached out and took the "Sword Cultivation 108 Styles", ready to go back to open his eyes.

After dinner, he walked out of the disciples' cafeteria. Snowflakes fluttered outside again at some point, and the wind blew the chill, and his robes were all wet.

The ordinary-looking man waited with an umbrella as usual.

Jiang Jizhou stared at the figure and was patted on the shoulder.

"Repay you in three days." Shen Li greeted him, "You go."

He also deliberately raised the book in his hand, making Jiang Jizhou blush. He really thought it was fun today, but he didn't expect that Jiang Jizhou, a friend who usually looks honest and serious, actually knows more than him.

Even he is only good enough to read scripts from scripts.

He thought, and turned around to go back to the Elder Peak. He is not stable with Yujian now, especially in the cold snow, so he can only walk against the cold wind.

Halfway through the journey, he rubbed his nose and sneezed. Before he could do anything, he handed over a plain silk handkerchief.

Ok?

He was a little astonished: "Master, why don't you practice at the Elder Peak? What are you doing down here?" He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, he didn't come to pick him up, did he?

In fact, he was being self-indulgent.

The monk's robe in front of him was covered with wind and snow, and the indifferent and cold Buddha looked down at him, and said lightly, "Tread the snow."

"Ah, that's it."

It is also true that all living beings are equal in the eyes of Wuxiang Buddha, and his disciple is not a special case.

Shen Li thinks about the uneven smile on Jiang Jizhou's lips in those years of tranquility. Why is there such a big gap between apprentices?

Holding his breath in his heart, he lowered his head and said nothing, but he raised the umbrella in his hand, covering most of the monk's robe beside him.

The cold Buddha looked down at him, and suddenly said: "I will pick you up by the way."

Shen Li immediately raised his eyes: ⊙?⊙!

Really?

Wuxiang Buddha Cultivator stopped talking.

Shen Li still accepted it as soon as he saw it. He hugged the painting book of tiger and wolf tightly in his arms, and said to his awkward master: "Master, no one has ever come to pick me up. You are the first one." The fact that the concubine mother and the emperor father can send him to a foreign country as a hostage can show that they only have power in their hearts, how could they pick him up from school like a mortal father and mother?

The wind blowing while fencing the sword was not cold. Shen Li observed for a long time and found that someone had carefully made a barrier.

"...Master."

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said in a startling way: "I will be a teacher for one day and a father for life, is it possible for me to recognize my teacher as my father?"

This damn gentleness completely conquered him.

Shen Li couldn't remember at all that he was complaining about Wuxiang Buddha's cultivation in his heart a few seconds ago. The relationship between master and apprentice was too thin. He wanted to establish a more intimate and soulful bond with this person with a generous back in front of him. Whether it's family or any relationship, he must establish it.

It's like when he was tied up by the river by those fools in Jiang country and rescued by Jiang Jizhou since he was a child, he established a strong relationship with others called "Brother Jiang".

It never occurred to him that if the remnant soul in Wuxiang Buddha's hand heard him call "Father", it might be outrageously brought back to life on the spot.That's a formless Buddha cultivator, you are courting death!

But the buddha's fingers in front of him paused slightly, but they were actually suppressed.His eyes were dim, and he said in a low voice: "...Impossible."

"Don't be like this, why? My talent is very good. I am the best among the new disciples. In the future, I will prove that I am the best in Yuncang Mountain and the cultivation world. I can do everything well, Although I have never thought about filial piety, I will definitely do it better than anyone else... Master Wuxiang, Wuxiang, dad! I can do it!"

"No."

"Father Wuxiang!"

"Do not."

"Father Wuxiang~"

"..."

...

Jiang Jizhou was completely unaware of Shen Li's situation.

In fact, Jiang Jizhou not only watched "108 Forms of Sword Cultivation", he also entered the daily night life of Taoists in advance, and was forced to practice every night. At present, there are only [-] forms left.

His task is: worship him as a teacher, take away his Yang Yuan, and be a scumbag who kills his teacher to prove the way.

Jiang Jizhou looked complicated and helpless.At any rate, most of the task was completed, even though the Yang Yuan was forced to be given to him by Emperor Qiu Shizun every night in the name of teaching a double cultivation with him.

As for the last item of this mission...

"What are you thinking?"

There is a faint heat in the ears.Jiang Jizhou raised his eyes suddenly. Although he had experienced countless times, he still couldn't help being frightened and felt guilty. He was thinking about how to answer, and he subconsciously lowered his head to take the oil-paper umbrella in his hand: "I, I may be too It's cold and my mind is messed up."

The words were vague, and Emperor Qiu Zun looked at him with his dark eyes, as if he could see all the hidden emotions clearly.But he didn't say anything, just clenched his palm tightly and gave him a warm-up technique.

The snow was still falling, and Jiang Jizhou was warm, and his heart skipped a beat, as if the ice melted and the snow melted. He wanted to say something for a moment, but in the end he couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart, so he didn't say anything.

When he arrived at Zunshang Palace, the bed in the palace was even warmer. Jiang Jizhou lay on his back on the golden sandalwood bed in his bedroom for a while, then got up straight according to the rules, and prepared to go out to the main hall.

But when he was about to get up, he slightly pressed his shoulders, and then his body was heavy, and someone was leaning on the head of the bed beside him.

"Tomorrow the three elders will go down the mountain." Emperor Qiu Zun whispered in his ear.

"Is it just you and the other two elders going down the mountain?" Such a big battle, what happened?

Man Qianren still did not answer, his voice seemed to be hoarse, and he asked him something else: "Do you want me to go down the mountain and leave you on the mountain?"

The quilt was very heavy, Jiang Jizhou didn't know why, in the cold and snowy night, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

The fine sweat was quickly wiped off by the dark green silk handkerchief. The movement was extremely slow, and the corner of the silk handkerchief slipped past his eyes, causing him a slight sting, and he could only close his eyes to face the darkness.

"No." Darkness always brings unlimited imagination to people. Jiang Jizhou's body stiffened for a moment and then quickly relaxed, and he subconsciously rolled over and wanted to hug his waist.

These are basically trained movements, Emperor Qiu Zun really likes his proactive intimacy or kisses.

But this time, the back of his hand was lightly pressed, preventing him from raising his upper body when he asked for a kiss.

There was a little confusion in Jiang Jizhou's pale eyes. He looked up at the person beside the bed, and then his fingers moved slightly.

The handsome man in front of him quickly took off his outer shirt and shoes and socks, and sat beside him.The scene gradually overlapped with the future scene he had foreseen when he first met Emperor Qiu Zun——

[The handsome and unreal young man pressed him on the golden sandalwood bed. During the movement, the red and black robes were loose and covered his chest, and the long black hair slid down from his round shoulders.He was disheveled like this, smiled at him, leaned over, his lips were red, biting the blood on his neck. 】

Jiang Jizhou's neck was already aching, and he flinched a little.

Di Qiu seemed to be aware of his emotions, like a fisherman casting a net, afraid that the fish would break through the net, he quickly tightened the net, and said the main point: "The three elders went down the mountain to suppress the demon king again. The withered peach blossom demon seems to be the prince of the demon world, the son of the demon king, and his death was noticed by the demon king..."

"So the demon king is out of control." Jiang Jizhou continued the second half of the sentence. At the same time, the quilt moved, and the two of them rubbed their cold feet together to keep warm.

Di Qiu used to stare at him closely, and suddenly said: "You are laughing."

Jiang Jizhou was stunned, and touched the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, the corners of his lips turned up a lot at some point.

He just thought that in the winter nights when he was a child, he seemed to be the only one covered with a thin quilt. After all, he was weak, his hands and feet were cold, and his small body was always shivering with cold.At this time, his mother and concubine would sneak into his small room to cover his feet, it was very warm, just like now.

When I grow up, the defense of men and women must be stricter, and this situation will disappear. Basically, Jiang Jizhou curled up on the bed by himself and survived every biting cold night.

Today, Jiang Jizhou feels the warmth of childhood again.

Jiang Jizhou thought for a while, then shook his head in consideration of the situation, and swallowed back the phrase "Your Majesty, you are like my mother and concubine".

He pulled back the topic and asked, "Is the Demon King very strong?"

This time, His Majesty did not answer lazily. He stared at Jiang Jizhou's face and nodded: "The mortal royal family has dragon energy, and the demon will become extremely powerful if it feeds on it. Before the demon king broke through me, The suppression is several times stronger, and in the world of comprehension, it can be counted as unrivaled."

He paused, but still chose to be honest: "Because the demon king has tied up all the royal families of the mortal countries, including the Jiang country."

He thought he would see Jiang Jizhou's flustered expression, but he was very surprised. Jiang Jizhou's delicate face did not change, and Jiang Jizhou said "hmm" very flatly.

Seeing the emotion in his eyes clearly, Jiang Jizhou thought for a while and said, "The royal family of Jiang Kingdom treats me badly."

Jiang Jizhou seldom said who was bad, and he couldn't say who was bad to him. This plain sentence proved how many ugly and bad things the royal family did.

It doesn't matter how the royal family is, all he cares about is other things.

"My concubine..."

He unconsciously pulled into the sleeve of the person beside him, calling him: "Master."

save her.

He couldn't say these two words of request.

The demon king has become several times stronger, and no one can beat him.Emperor Qiu Zunshang was still seriously injured because of the battle with the demon king a hundred years ago, so leaving at this time is equivalent to life and death.

Jiang Jizhou could also guess that the master-killer in the mission was probably taking advantage of this time when Emperor Qiu and the demon king were both injured in the battle with the demon king.

It's so despicable.

He clutched the sleeve, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

But what about the mother and concubine?she will die.

But what about the task?will fail.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang Jizhou was in a trance.The people in front of him always whispered this sentence to him, but he couldn't say it, and used other reasons to ambiguously pass it.

He couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he went up to Yuncang Mountain with such dark thoughts, and worshiped Emperor Qiu Zun as his teacher, but what about the warmth every night?He knew it himself, just like the maid who climbed the bed, or the Peach Blossom Demon, if he didn't want it in his heart, he would push it away, and he would bite his tongue sharply.

But he didn't, he was just pretending, pretending that he was forced to take over the "108 Forms of Sword Cultivation".

In fact, the edges of the pages turned yellow after he flipped through them in a few days.

"You obviously want it."

Being pressed on the golden silk sandalwood bed and biting his neck, the picture overlapped completely, and Jiang Jizhou was unconscious and hugged the person on his body tightly.

Yes, he wants to.

"The apprentice will follow the elder down the mountain, and you will not stay on the mountain alone." The person on the body rubbed the white jade bodhi bead on his wrist bone, "I will help you."

"After saving your mother and concubine, we will let your mother and concubine watch us get married in the mortal world, and then hold a Taoist couple ceremony in Yuncang Mountain, so that everyone in the cultivation world can watch, okay?"

Then Yuncang Mountain and the cultivation world really exploded.Who would have thought that Emperor Qiu Zun, who was deserted and murderous like harvesting millet, would have such a taboo master-disciple relationship that everyone knew about it?

"If there is a happy woman on the fairy mountain, bring it back and show it to the concubine mother." This sentence was recalled in my mind.

If he brought a man back, would the concubine be scared to speak on the spot?

But he didn't have time to think about it, the low voice with a smile in his ear seemed to be bewitching, Jiang Jizhou was hit by waves, his fingertips were embedded in his palm, he closed his eyes and said "yes".

The author has something to say:

Concubine mother: ... filial piety kills me

When 17-year-old Shen Li read the story book and recognized his teacher as his father,

18-year-old Jiang Jizhou has begun to invigorate the kidneys after seeing the 108 poses.

感谢在2022-02-0115:39:31~2022-02-0217:53:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 sleepers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!