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

Speaking of this, Ye Simian suddenly smiled.

system:……?

What do you mean by that?Is it effective or not?

The system was hanging in place, and my anxious heart became full of question marks.

Seeing this, Ye Simian didn't say much, she just thought of one sentence, a novice is indeed as stupid as a novice, but also a little bit better.

In this mood, he curled his mouth and took two random steps, then took two small bottles from the table of the Lian San cabinet, raised them up and looked at them twice.

"What happened before?" Ye Simian returned the bottle to its original position, and after turning around, seeing that the system was still standing there in a daze, she casually asked about what happened before.

"...The leader rushed to the scene after the accident, you passed out, and after that, you were temporarily locked here after everyone discussed." After a short silence, a confused voice came from a distance, "Ning Yun Shen pulled you out of the fate of the dungeon, and Wei Ying was responsible for providing his own room."

So, Ye Simian looked around in the clear direction of the system, and thought about Wei Ying.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, because he saw the dangling system in his aimless eyesight, so he walked over and poked it——

Unexpectedly missed.

The system floated up after being poked in the opposite direction, Ye Simian saw him dodge for a while, smiled, and poked it again.

As a result, the system jumped up and down "happy".

When the system ran away and hid somewhere, Ye Simian seriously thought about how Bailianhua's bento was delivered in this world, and then called out to the system.

The system stays in the corner lingeringly, fearing that there will be fraud, and if it comes out, it will throw itself into the trap, and secondly, it is afraid that something really happens, and if it does not come out, it will delay work.

Finally, he took a cautious head.

Then he was stabbed in the opposite direction in an instant.

A few days later, in a certain room, Ning Yunshen was sitting opposite the head of the sect.

The head took a sip of hot tea, then let out a long sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Have you confirmed that it's a puppet technique?"

Ning Yunshen's coat was slanted, and he answered with lowered eyes: "Yes."

A look of lack of interest.

He stretched out his hand and poured himself a cup of tea slowly, his eyes were lost, and he paused in the mist of hot tea, then he recovered and blinked twice.

The headmaster let out a sigh of relief after this, and then asked with a cup of tea, "What's wrong?"

Ning Yun showed a hesitant look on his face, and then he smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just think, should Xiaoxi come down and practice with everyone."

The headmaster stopped: "Huh?"

"Xiaoxi has been growing up in Qianxun Peak. I haven't had much contact with my peers, and I don't know what their peers are doing and what they like..." Ning Yunshen showed a thoughtful look, and he said, "I'm here this time. , Seeing that he made friends at the foot of the mountain, I suddenly realized that something was missing in his life."

"Junior Brother." The headmaster put down his teacup and said seriously, "Qianxun Peak, it has always been like this."

"Yes."

After responding, Ning Yunshen lowered his eyes again, smiled, and said, "I just think that maybe some things can be changed a little under certain circumstances."

The headmaster picked up the teacup silently, pretending that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Senior brother, I remember, when I was young, I took the blame for you once, and then I was punished by my master to practice swords in Qianshui Hantan for a month. At that time, I was only 13 years old."

The headmaster thought about the sins he committed when he was a child, sighed, shook his head slowly and said, "You already have plans?"

"I want to entrust Xiaoxi to my brother."

The head turned his head and saw Ning Yunshen's calm face.

"I want to formally entrust Xiaoxi to the senior brother at the birthday banquet."

The headmaster rubbed the cup wall, thinking about it, and then said: "It's hard to say, I have to ask the child's opinion on this matter."

——This is strange. The first is that Ning Yunshen wants to entrust his disciples down the mountain, which is really a rare event in Qianxun Peak; the second is that Ning Yunshen has never held a birthday banquet in more than 200 years. It seems that it is going to be set up as a stage to let Wuxi be entrusted to himself in front of everyone. This is Ning Yunshen's scheming; the third is that Wuxi should not be willing to leave Qianxun Feng, so, this matter is hard for Ning Yunshen to deal with.

They are all rare things, and they are not like Ning Yunshen's usual style.

Ning Yunshen got up, avoided the topic, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Then, he went out, and saw Wuxi standing with a sword in his arms.

Fifth Xi, who is 15 years old, is already much taller than when he first came here. Although he is still immature, his body shape has already begun to look like an adult.

Ning Yun walked over slowly with a deep smile, and then took the sword Wuxi was holding.

Wuxi followed beside him and asked in a low voice, "Master, Senior Brother Ye..."

Knowing his concern, Ning Yunshen explained with a smile: "It will be fine in the end, don't worry."

So Wuxi was convinced, just nodded and followed quietly, not worrying about Ye Simian anymore.

——Ning Yunshen didn't talk much, but he never broke his promise.

And in the previous room, the headman put down the teacup and slowly stood up again. Then, he was stopped by Wei Ying not far from the door.

Wei Ying stood in front of the head, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

The scene fell into silence.

The head waited for a while, and then he patted Wei Ying on the shoulder, beckoning him to join him, and said, "Don't worry, Master Ning has already found out what happened. It’s not because of distracting thoughts in his own mind, he went mad and killed his fellow disciples, and the injured disciple still has a few breaths, and is currently undergoing treatment, and given time, he should be able to recover from the past.” After finishing speaking, he continued Added, "It won't be a big deal."

Wei Ying followed behind, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and after a while, he responded stiffly: "Yes."

The headman then said: "However, considering that this matter involves the lurking Demon Cultivator, we decided to cover it up."

Wei Ying paused, then suddenly raised his head, staring at the head in front of him.

The head seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Although I'm sorry, but our decision is what you think."

——Since the matter has already happened, and everyone regards it as Ye Simian's obsession caused by too much thinking and accumulated emotions, why not characterize this matter first, and then secretly investigate the lurking person The magic cultivator, how about going to secretly find out those hidden people slowly?

In this way, isn't it very sensible and appropriate?

Wei Ying stopped.

He thought that a long time ago, the leader was also like this. To achieve his goal, he could sacrifice anyone else at will without any hesitation.He will not consider who will be affected by it, nor will he consider who will be harmed by it. In his words, "When necessary, a certain sacrifice is inevitable."

It's always been that way, never changed.

The head of the sect didn't change his expression, and didn't wait for Wei Ying to respond, just continued to walk slowly step by step.

"Master." Wei Ying shouted from behind him, bowing her head.

The leader paused.

"……father."

The headmaster turned around and saw Wei Ying standing a few steps away from him, looking depressed.

this kid...

Hearing the long-lost address, the headmaster suddenly felt a little sad. After deliberately ignoring it for so long, he took a closer look at Wei Ying for the first time, and found that he had grown up again. Then smiled.

Then, he held back his sudden emotion, turned around and continued walking, and said leisurely, "Young people always make some mistakes. If you make mistakes, you can correct them slowly in the future. You won't make mistakes." A momentary mistake will be remembered forever." After finishing speaking, he smiled, and murmured, "Who is never young, and who will not be full of nostalgia for the frivolous past when they are old..."

That whisper was meant for himself, and it didn't make any sense, but the previous sentence was meant to explain to Wei Ying—of course, that sentence could also be interpreted as relief or sophistry.

Young people do wrong things, so it won't be too surprising that your friend is "wrong" a little bit, and everyone will slowly accept it as time goes by, and slowly Forget about it and don't worry too much about it.

Everything will pass.

When the headmaster walked to the door, he stopped where he was, and then looked back twice.

He saw Wei Ying stopped in the distance, staring down at the corner of his clothes without moving, and didn't pay any attention to what he said just now.

So the master sighed and pushed open the door.

In the room, Ye Simian had already been prepared by the prompt of the system, and greeted the visitor with a confused and remorseful expression, and saluted immediately after recognizing the head of the room.

The head gave a little support, and then conveyed everyone's opinions on Ye Simian's disposal.

It probably means that after investigation, it was found that Ye Simian was manipulated by the demon cultivator, and the person who was injured was under the control of the demon cultivator. He did not intend to hurt the same sect, so the sect decided to treat him leniently.However, because the injured disciple is still alive, and the magic cultivator hidden in the dark is still hidden deep, so Ye Simian is only exempt from capital punishment at present.

The headmaster stretched out his hand and abolished half of Ye Simian's cultivation base, and then said: "Go to the Criminal Law Hall to get two hundred sticks, and this matter is over."

Ye Simian took advantage of the situation and half knelt down, smiling gratefully: "Thank you, head."

The head of the sect glanced at him, and then ordered: "This matter cannot reveal the existence of Moxiu for the time being, and I have wronged you."

Ye Simian felt the gradual disappearance of his cultivation base, and said with a slight smile: "As a disciple of the Taihua Sect, I should cherish the common people in my heart, and as a Daoist, even if there are thousands of people, I will go there. Now, I just make a little compromise for the sake of the overall situation... ..." Having said that, he smiled with relief, "I am not wronged, and I don't feel that I have paid anything or done something worthy of admiration..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Simian felt his eyes darken in the pain.

A sense of warmth came from the hand that came to the head, and he said kindly: "Thanks for your hard work."

So, Ye Simian responded to this warm smile, and smiled back before falling into a coma.

——The bento that Bai Lianhua received for hurting her fellow disciples had already been rejected under the investigation of Ning Yunshen, who went down the mountain unexpectedly.