The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"Cough cough, is there something on my face?"

After being stared at by Yu Xianxian for about fifteen minutes, Yunmeng finally couldn't hold back anymore.

In fact, given her past behavior, the fact that she didn't leave immediately was already the greatest courtesy she could show.

"Oh, no. I am just..."

"Just what?"

I never imagined that anyone would actually believe such nonsense.

Of course, Yu Xianxian would never say these words aloud. Putting aside the possibility of getting beaten up for such a veiled insult, offending a beautiful woman would never end well.

"Ahem, yes. I am the one I just mentioned, uh, Ling Bai."

Yu Xianxian understood now. It wasn't that her acting was bad; it was simply that those five were too amazing, which was why they could tell at a glance that she wasn't a demon.

However, for these disciples, the scene in the main hall just now showed that the five peak masters had already tacitly accepted her identity. Therefore, in their eyes, she was Shen Mengxi's spirit beast, Lingbai.

Since the peak masters didn't expose her, there must be a reason. After all, compared to a human without spiritual roots, Shen Mengxi, the savior's spirit beast, seems to be more acceptable to everyone.

If someone with ulterior motives finds out that she is a human without spiritual roots, she might be captured and used for experiments...

Surely a righteous immortal sect wouldn't do something so inhumane?

Thinking of a certain sixth brother, Yu Xianxian silently swallowed. Why did she feel so dangerous?

Help! Why does her wish to live peacefully in this world seem so slim?

"Are you OK?"

Yunmeng had no idea how many scenes from horror and science fiction movies flashed through Yu Xianxian's mind, but when she saw the other person suddenly turn around and squat down to draw circles, she inexplicably saw a small dark cloud floating above Yu Xianxian's head.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just that I might be dissected tomorrow."

Yunmeng: ...Although I don't know what dissection is, judging from her expression, it probably isn't a good thing.

"By the way, is there something you need?"

Having finally escaped her own bizarre mental conjecture, Yu Xianxian immediately focused all her attention on the beautiful woman.

"Ahem, I greatly admire Senior Sister Shen from back then. Since Master brought you back, I came here specifically to see you."

"Oh, I see. Wait a minute, Master?"

Yu Xianxian tilted her head in confusion, blinking for a long time before she realized what was happening.

Oh, so she's Ling Yao's apprentice. As expected, a beauty's apprentice is also a beauty.

Oh, wait, when did Ling Yao take on a disciple? Doesn't she never take on disciples except for Shen Mengxi?

"Peak Master Ling has taken on a disciple?"

"Yes. I have both fire and wood spiritual roots, and my master said I am very suitable for alchemy."

"Oh, fire and wood dual spiritual roots. It is indeed the most suitable spiritual root for alchemy, and it is extremely rare due to its attributes. It would be a real pity not to come to the Spirit Medicine Peak."

"Yes, and I also heard that Senior Sister Shen Mengxi has dual fire and wood spiritual roots."

"Ah, that's right."

"Since you are Senior Sister Shen's spirit beast, you must know a lot about her, right? Can you tell me about it?"

"Ah, this, that..."

"Can't you?"

Yunmeng lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the loneliness in them, making her even more pitiful.

The sight of a beautiful woman heartbroken is something a gentleman (and a sucker for good looks) like Yu Xianxian finds utterly irresistible.

So, for the next half hour, Yu Xianxian sat at the door and told Yunmeng all the plot details she remembered.

"So that's how you met."

"Yes, if I hadn't been greedy for that one herb, I would still be living the life of a mountain king in the secret realm."

"So you regret becoming Shen Mengxi's spirit beast?"

"Oh, no, no, no. I didn't say that. That's slander."

Seeing Yu Xianxian frantically waving her hands in denial, Yunmeng chuckled softly, making Yu Xianxian feel quite embarrassed.

"Hey, is that funny?"

"Ah, nothing."

Although the laughter stopped, the beauty still wore a bright smile, which made Yu Xianxian, a fan of good looks, momentarily lose her focus.

"By the way, what exactly was that secret you mentioned in the main hall?"

Yu Xianxian, instantly brought back to reality: ...She wanted to live a few more days, thank you.

"Well, hahaha, it's getting late, I'm going back to sleep too."

As she spoke, Yu Xianxian quickly got up, opened the door, and slipped inside. Before closing the door, she didn't forget to say goodbye to Yunmeng.

"Bye, see you tomorrow."

"Bye-bye? Does that mean goodbye?"

Yunmeng looked puzzled, but then chuckled softly the next second.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing the hem of her light green dress to flutter in the wind, and the white rabbit jade pendant at her waist made a crisp sound, as if it were telling a story.

"Isn't it interesting?"

It was as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were talking to someone.

Yunmeng gently lifted the white rabbit jade pendant, her expression a mixture of amusement and sarcasm.

"Yu Xianxian, is it? Don't worry, we'll figure it out."

She looked up at the closed door, her eyes dark and unfathomable, and said, "We'll find out sooner or later how she knew all this."

……

At this moment, Yu Xianxian, who was inside the room, was unaware that she was being watched by someone again. She was sitting on the bed playing with a golden mask.

Huh? You're asking where the mask came from?

Yu Xianxian said she also wanted to know.

Originally, Yu Xianxian suddenly remembered that strange script and wanted to take it out and study it carefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I took the script out of my pocket, the golden mask fell out of the script.

At first, when Yu Xianxian heard the sound of something falling to the ground, she thought that the script had fallen apart.

Unexpectedly, when I looked down, wow, it was the Golden Legend.

……

Fifteen minutes had passed since Yu Xianxian picked up the mask from the ground, and she still couldn't remember where it came from.

Although the immortal sect attire Ling Yao gave her was a bit too big, it shouldn't be so big that she wouldn't even notice if someone threw a mask into her arms.

Could it be that it was already inside the clothes? It's just that Ling Yao didn't take it out when she changed her clothes.

Although it's strange that she didn't notice when she put the script in, this seems to be the most plausible explanation. It's impossible that the mask grew legs on its own.

Well, she'd rather believe that someone threw this thing into her lap and she didn't see it.