Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

Ping An ran back from the courtyard of other disciples with the sound of rumbling firecrackers.

"Second Brother Jiang, I'm back!"

He shouted Jiang Wuxie's name loudly.

At this time, Jiang Wuxie was sitting in the yard waiting for the dough to ferment, and finally celebrated the new year, Xuantianzong did not make this new year harsh because of the disappearance of the head teacher.

Instead, he gave them a lot of rice noodles and firecrackers in Qingkuya.

Jiang Wuxie naturally knew the meaning of this.

Qing Kuya is in front of the sect, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Naturally, they don't know the news of the disappearance of the head teacher.

Therefore, the remaining four elders who were in charge sent these things down simply not to make them suspicious.

They are all outer sect disciples, close to the sect, if it gets out or something, it will not be a good thing for the entire Xuantian sect at that time.

Jiang Wuxie in his previous life naturally also received these New Year gifts.

However, he focused on Shen Jingliu with all his heart, and coupled with the lack of news about Qingkuya itself, he certainly never thought that Xuantianzong was trying to appease them by sending so many gifts at that time.

With a slight sneer, he withdrew his thoughts.

The devilish energy planted on Gu Jingxue's body has already been separated by his control, and a ray has been sent to Qianmian Mountain.

Obviously, everything works.

These people did not show any signs of finding Shen Jingliu.

However, the elder Fei Ling who was picked up by his disciples while talking in the elder hall attracted his attention.

Whether intentional or doubtful, this elder can tell from dealing with him in his previous life that he is not someone who is easily fooled.

He was born smart, but he pretended to be cynical.

Jiang Wuxie only had contact with him three times in his previous life.

Once, she was ordered by Shen Jingliu to deliver things to him, once, she met him when she went down the mountain for training, and the last time was during the battle between immortals and demons.

Although it was only three times, Jiang Wuxie deeply remembered his temperament and style of pretending to be ignorant.

His current cultivation base is not too high, if he rashly probes into Kongqing Peak with his devilish energy, he may be discovered before he even reaches this boundary.

Jiang Wuxie resolutely gave up on this plan.

"Second Brother Jiang, I'm sorry about that..."

Ping An walked up to Jiang Wuxie, lowered his head, picked his fingers, and opened his mouth timidly.

Jiang Wuxie heard the sound and went to look at him, wondering, "What's wrong?"

he asked.

"Second Brother Jiang...I...I didn't listen to you and let someone else come to our yard...but...I see that Beijun is alone in the backyard with no one to talk to. It's so pathetic—I took it upon myself to bring him here."

Ping An continued to fiddle with his fingers, making his fingers knotted one after another. He still lowered his head, and when he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became quieter.

Like making a mistake and waiting for adult punishment.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Wuxie caught a glimpse of the person behind him.

But it's not his fault, Wei Beijun has been standing in front of the courtyard for some reason.

He didn't dare to step into the yard at all.

On his face was a black veil that he found from nowhere, covering that horrific scar.

Seeing Jiang Wuxie looking over, he was startled, trembled, and wanted to turn around and leave quickly.

"Why are you running?" Jiang Wuxie sneered when he saw his movements.

In any case, his current appearance is also a rare and fair young man, so why does Wei Beijun feel as if he has seen a plague god when he sees him.

Looking amusedly at the boy who was frozen in place because of his voice, Jiang Wuxie stepped forward.

"Are you afraid of me?"

A laughing voice sounded above Wei Beijun.

He raised his head slightly, and saw Jiang Wuxie looking at him with a smile on his phoenix eyes.

Jiang Wuxie's eyes are beautiful, especially when he smiles.

Eyes are flowing, romantic.

But Wei Beijun didn't know what was going on, he was afraid of him for no reason.

Since seeing him in the corridor last time, as long as he meets Jiang Wuxie again, he will definitely feel a wave of fear in his heart.

The fear made him flustered, and he hated it.

It's more annoying than being disliked by others because of their appearance.

Wei Beijun thought, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and he quickly lowered his head again.

He couldn't look at Jiang Wuxie too much, he always felt as if he could peek into his own mind with those smiling eyes.

"Are you really afraid of me?"

Jiang Wuxie looked at the boy who just glanced at him and then hurriedly lowered his head, he was also full of doubts.

He claimed that he had not done anything frightening since his rebirth, and he had always been careful and safe in this cliff of misery.

Even the practice of magic arts is specially selected places where there are no people.

Wei Beijun doesn't have any memory of his previous life, so he probably never met.

Why is this person so afraid of him?

Could it be...

Jiang Wuxie suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

However, he didn't open his mouth to question because of this.

If you suddenly talk about the battle between immortals and demons, and the infinite abyss, Bao Buqi will show some flaws.

Therefore, Jiang Wuxie decided to stand still until he found evidence that he was also reborn.

That's right, rebirth.

Since he can be reborn, it is not uncommon for another reborn person to appear.

He had never hurt Wei Beijun, but he was always inexplicably afraid of himself, which made him think of the reason for his rebirth.

Naturally, as long as this person is not here to stop him and his master, he can consider letting him go mercifully.

However, if he came to intervene, then he would make him die without a whole body.

"Junior Brother Wei, you don't have to be so afraid of me. I'm not a monster that eats people. Since Ping An sees you alone and let you come here to watch the New Year, you can stay here. I have to make dumplings and let Ping An take me with you." You can play."

Secretly making a decision, Jiang Wuxie narrowed his eyes, restored his original perfect smile, and spoke softly.

Wei Beijun didn't speak.

Fortunately, Ping An on the side came up in time and pulled him past him, "Okay, Second Brother Jiang, let's go first! Remember that I want pork and green onions for my dumplings!"

Leading him to run to the thatched hut at the back, the voice of peace came again.

Jiang Wuxie shook his head and smiled, and replied hello.

The steps of making dumplings are not complicated, and the steps of making dumplings are not complicated either.

Jiang Wuxie wrapped the adjusted filling into the moderately thick dough in the palm of his hand, but his thoughts drifted back to the past.

Not long after becoming Shen Jingliu's apprentice, Yuanchen ushered in.

Xuantianzong attaches great importance to this Yuanchen as a tradition, but Shen Jingliu, who has formed a pill and bigu, does not like to eat.

Even on such a big day as Yuan Chen, he would just have a symbolic meal at the elder banquet in the evening, and then get up and leave.

At that time, Jiang Wuxie hadn't bigu yet, but the food at the elder's banquet was not suitable for him, and the sumptuous dinner prepared for the elder and other disciples was not good for his stomach.

But you can't eat, and you can't walk, it just breaks the rules.

Therefore, after the tedious and lengthy elder banquet, he finally followed Shen Jingliu back to Qingjing Peak.

As soon as his front foot hit the ground, he hurried into the kitchen.

Then after some tinkering, he came out with two bowls of hot dumplings.

He still remembers Shen Jingliu's expression.

Bewildered.

At that time, Jiang Wuxie looked at such a master, smiling and laughing on the surface, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart that he, a master who does not eat fireworks, has lived for so long and has not even eaten dumplings.

This is really a big deal!

Therefore, Jiang Wuxie secretly made up his mind to make a dumpling for Master every year in the future.

He has lived so long without eating, which is really pitiful.

In fact, what Jiang Wuxie didn't know was that Shen Jingliu's bewilderment was entirely because he didn't understand why he brought out two bowls, not because he had never eaten dumplings.

Although he was born in the south of the Yangtze River, he has also heard about the custom of eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year in northern Xinjiang.

In addition, I have lived for so many years, traveled to many places, seen famous mountains and rivers, and entered Yanliu alleys, how could I not know what these dumplings are.

Shen was shocked that Liu Bigu didn't like to eat, and Jiang Wuxie knew about it, so he was puzzled when he brought two bowls.

Ever since he was ordered to become the head teacher and live on Qingjing Peak, Shen Jingliu has always been alone.

When I was a disciple of Qianmian Mountain, there were a few fellow disciples I had good friends with, and they talked on weekdays, but they didn't seem so lonely.

Later, he was accepted as an apprentice by the head teacher, and there were also several senior brothers and sisters chatting together.

Although Shen Jingliu doesn't like to talk, but listening to their jokes is also a good thing.

But later, the senior brothers and sisters became elders, and he became the head teacher. Everyone had a lot of burdens on them.

Especially Shen Jingliu, who has to deal with various things every day, and is also busy dealing with the leaders of various factions.

All kinds of things fell down, making Shen Jingliu a little out of breath.

And when he came back to his senses, he and his brothers and sisters had long been estranged.

But Shen Jingliu himself is cold-tempered and unsociable, and his status as the head teacher for many years makes him keep a straight face all day long. In this way, the estranged relationship is even more estranged.

So, it didn't take long for the relationship between brothers and sisters to become the relationship between elders and elders.

But at that time, Jiang Wuxie only felt sorry for his master who had never eaten dumplings, so naturally he didn't know what he was thinking after seeing the dumplings.

He just put the dumplings on the stone table in the courtyard, then took out two pairs of chopsticks from the kitchen, and asked Shen Jingliu to come over and taste them with a happy face.

Shen Jingliu couldn't bear to see the boy's expectations broken, so he walked over slowly.

Thin-skinned and thick-skinned dumplings lie quietly in the porcelain bowl together with the soup, steaming endlessly.

Shen Jingliu took a bite, and her approving eyes flashed past.

Jiang Wuxie lay on the table staring at his expression, and when he saw his slightly raised eyebrows, he suddenly became excited.

Jiang Wuxie's craftsmanship has always been very good.

Continuing to make dumplings, the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile, as if Shen Jingliu had finished his bowl of dumplings at that time.