You are not a white lotus at all [Quick Transmigration]

It was the first time when the lights came on in the mortal world, and little by little lights rose in the night. The couple got off the carriage, then led the way into the city, and met the people who were here to meet them.

A group of monks watched from a distance outside the city gate.

After a long time, someone asked, "Why don't you go to the city to have a look?"

Ye Simian turned her head to the side, and saw that some people around her were agitated after hearing Wei Ying's words, and together with everyone else, they took something to pretend to be a guide, and then went to the city to live in an inn.

This inn is facing the street, and when you open the window, you can see many hawkers setting up their stalls somewhere, Ye Simian looked at it for a while, and saw that although it is still early and it is not the hot summer season, there are already cold water shops facing the street There were several houses, and there were a few happy people standing in front of them, so he touched a few pennies and went down to buy a portion of bittern plum water.

The colleague next to him was startled when he saw Ye Simian, and then smiled slightly, as if he was embarrassed, he quickly finished his drink, nodded and left.

Ye Simian smiled back, and looked at the street where she was standing.

The night is getting colder and the stars in the sky are lonely, but this place is still very lively.

The system quietly ran out and jumped up into the sky a few times, screaming, not knowing what it was excited about, but seeing the atmosphere around it was just right, Ye Simian continued to pretend that he hadn't seen it, and only left the money and went to the next door to buy two more. pastries.

The two-color horseshoe cake is bright in color, and the candied crabapple is golden in color. Ye Simian took a small bite to try two pieces when packing, and then took a few more.

"Is it delicious?" The system came back at some point and flew around several times before asking in such a low voice.

Ye Simian lowered her eyes, picked up some pastries, and looked at her own shadow on the ground, giving up the idea of ​​continuing to wander.

"good."

After the words fell, Ye Simian seemed to hear something.

"Gudu"

After returning to the inn, Ye Simian spread out the cakes that he had tasted twice before, except for a single one, he entrusted Xiao Er to deliver the rest to certain rooms.

After twisting a piece of horseshoe cake, Ye Simian glanced at it for a while, she seemed to like it, but she was not in a hurry to eat it, she looked it up and down for a long time as if she wanted to study it thoroughly, and then bit into it bit by bit.

The sweet taste bloomed on the tip of the tongue, and Ye Simian heard a sigh at that moment.

"what……"

Ye Simian curled her lips silently, and then quietly walked to the window after hearing the familiar conversation outside.

He saw that Wei Ying was holding up several masks in the crowd, with a laughing look about to put them on the faces of the people next to him.

The lights of the night market are dim and mottled, shining on the blue-striped clothes with a white background, reflecting a bit of worldly atmosphere.

At this time, Wei Ying turned around quickly, just in time to see the slowly closing window of the Linlou in the hustle and bustle of the night market. He saw the dark shadow become clear with the closing of the window and door, until the last moment of printing A distant figure appeared.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Wei Ying suddenly stopped playing around, the fellow next to him carefully leaned over to take a look, but was caught off guard by a mask.

Wei Ying suddenly laughed, put the pig's head mask on at once, then jumped three feet away and made a face and said, "Of course I tricked you to come and put on the mask obediently~"

When my fellow disciples heard about this forehead support, they just felt that how could they have been caught in the trap all the time, and there was no time for them to improve—this is not good.

……

The night of fun almost passed so plainly. Some people sat in the room and ate cakes leisurely. bit down...

The next day, when everyone gathered and went back to the door, Ye Simian looked at the joyful expressions of everyone around her, but what she thought in her heart was, fortunately, the monks are in good physical condition, so they don't need to rest much at ordinary times, and it's normal to stay up late and do something— —Otherwise, this team is afraid that they will all look haggard and return to the sect with dark circles under their eyes.

That seemed too miserable.

After leaving, the group of people had no one to take with them, so they flew with their own weapons, and slowly returned to the sect while idling.

Ye Simian looked at the situation, thought about the little reward before, and probably understood why these people are so leisurely, and also probably understood why the painting style of this team is different from other places: this team, probably in the Both the plot and the sect are all marginal characters.

Don't participate in battles, don't climb up, don't practice hard, live with the situation, follow your heart, and the most important thing is-the combat power is also with the fate.

Therefore, in the next day or two, when a demon cultivator appeared on this road, the team would be beaten to pieces.And the demon cultivator who took the opportunity to plant puppets in the team will quickly determine his goal in the chaos.

——Just right, Bai Lianhua is the lucky one.

Ye Simian thought of this and poked the system to reconfirm the efficacy of the medicine produced by the system.

System: "Trust me!"

Therefore, when Ye Simian met the demon cultivator in the plot, he was not at all cowardly, not only not cowardly, but also protecting everyone with an attitude of devotion to himself.

It's a pity that Ye Simian's actions were blocked by a flying sword from outside the sky.

Wei Ying held two swords in his hand and drew Jiuxiao Thunderbolt, and at one stroke he slashed the demon cultivator with his trump card: Coincidentally, this useless demon cultivator can only do puppetry.

Ye Simian asked the system leisurely at that moment: "Do you think I followed the plot to find a fight, or just ate melon seeds and watched this young man who didn't follow fate at all become a hero?"

But there was no need for the system to answer, Ye Simian had already blocked the hidden weapon, and then skillfully smashed Wei Ying who rushed over with an injured posture.

——If Moxiu died here, where would he find any clues to clear up the mystery.

Wei Ying followed Ye Simian and fell to the ground. Someone next to him took the opportunity to throw a few talismans and chased after him, probably trying to attack Moxiu—but he was thrown back by a hidden weapon, and ran towards Wanjun as if he was about to blow up his master. Maybe it will also bring disaster to whoever is next to him.

Thus, Wei Ying finally succeeded in becoming a hero once, at the cost of his right hand being burnt.

After returning to the sect, the people in the mission hall saw the appearance of this team, and they were shocked: a small escort mission, how could it hurt two of them lightly and seriously?

This surprised emotion followed the rumors all the way to the ears of the leader of Iron Rooster Peak, so that he came to question him before he could hear the news clearly. After he figured it out, he explained his behavior amiably, saying that he had no malicious intentions, but just mistook him for his family. The only remaining descendants will be affected by Chi Yu like this, or what...

Although his explanation was quite reasonable, but because of the stark contrast between his anger before and his cautiousness later, some people present couldn't help but ran out and chatted with others, taking it as a funny gossip.

And in this accident, among the two people who were really injured, the lightest one was Wei Ying, after all, he was there, and he was covered in armor, so it wouldn't matter if he was hit hard twice; the heaviest one was Ye Simian , when the hidden weapon came flying, Ye Simian blocked it with his left hand.

Injuries added to injuries, two overlapping, not directly serious injuries.

Because those two wounds were too terrible to overlap, and Ye Simian had in turn comforted the boy who was pushed to treat the wound temporarily. Therefore, what Bai Lianhua had kept from the beginning, about the degree of injury to his left hand, followed this time. The gossip about the mission was spread out together, and some people casually said a few words between the conversations.

In a certain room, someone took out the medicine bottle that had been left in the corner where the dust was growing. Conflicting in his heart, he slowly pressed down his previous thoughts: Last time, he felt that Ye Simian's delivery of medicine was just for show, and it was a special trip to give to others. look.

But so far, he has thought that if it is to show everyone, to make everyone understand by apologizing and making amends when he does something wrong, then Ye Simian can definitely show his injury: wouldn't it be easier? Inspire public sympathy?

……

In some other rooms, there were also people who took out some things they had received from different places. They were all different in height, fat, thin, and age, but they were all Jindan cultivators, and they were all people who went to that secret realm back then.

In the secret realm back then, everyone still remembered how Bai Lianhua's team was poisoned because of her pity for passing casual cultivators. Afterwards, everyone still vividly remembered how hard everyone worked and how injured they were so that none of them could come back.

But they never knew that Bai Lianhua was not hurt less than them.

Because they saw Bai Lianhua's slightly injured appearance, and because they were angry with Bai Lianhua's original actions, they naturally focused their anger on Bai Lianhua at the beginning.

But now, that incident has passed for so long, and all the influences have almost disappeared, but at this time they find that they seem to have done it...

A group of people were pinching the medicine bottle in unison, or staring at some fragments and residues, or sitting somewhere alone, lost in thought.

In another room, Wei Ying was also holding a medicine bottle.

He saw this medicine bottle at the door just now, and it contained some healing elixir.

Then, Wei Ying took out the porcelain bottle received in the pharmacy last time from a certain drawer, and compared the two bottles.

At the bottom of them, there is a light dark line.