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

[Cultivation World Extra | Rejected]

When I woke up, my mind was groggy, and many things passed by my eyes, but I couldn't catch them.

Like a gust of wind.

But after the wind passed, he was even more dazed and covered in dreams.

As if something bad happened.

then……

"Wake up, wake up!"

There is a call.

Ye Simian was pushed awake, but she was still a little unclear about the situation.

It seems that something has been forgotten, but I can't remember it.

It's just that the person in front of him said: "A senior brother taught me the art of fencing the sword this morning, come quickly, if you don't get up again, it will be too late!"

Only then did he remember that he had just joined the Tai Hua Sect, and it was time for him to study hard and practice hard, why...

Instead, fell asleep?

Surprised by this, some strange feelings just now were instantly suppressed from my heart.

He smiled and nodded: "Thank you, I'll come right away!"

Then immediately freshen up and follow the past.

When I arrived, because I got up late, there were already many people sitting quietly in front.

Ye Simian found a place to sit on.

Then after a while, the senior brother taught one person hand in hand, and took a rest for a while, and the surroundings cheered.

As a young disciple who has just started, Ye Simian also followed: "Okay! Brother Zhao is so amazing!"

He knew a lot of people, and because he was worried that it would be embarrassing if he couldn't call out their names when they met for the second time, he tried to remember every face.Now senior brother Cai, who was originally instructing, had something to do on the spot, replaced by senior brother Zhao who was taciturn and solitary. Although he didn't know what was going on, he immediately recognized who was in front of him.

The fellow disciples who came later and didn't know the situation were stunned by the applause around them, and suppressed their voices.

Then the person who came late asked a few words, Ye Simian explained with a smile.

After another meeting, the sun was getting higher and higher, and Ye Simian's chosen location happened to be shaded by a tree, so someone asked for a change and said please.

Ye Simian didn't respond at all, but when he saw the people coming over with joy, he was taken aback for a moment.

But everyone was very happy, so they just smiled.

After going up to be pointed out, Ye Simian and Senior Brother Zhao saluted, and when it was over, they saw someone standing where they were before.

That Junior Brother Lin still nodded at him.

He responded instantly, and then realized that he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Scanning around again, he was about to sit anywhere, but he saw someone waving at him again. At the moment of embarrassment, his mind was a little unclear, and it passed.

"Junior Sister Zhilan."

After arriving, I felt that this was not good, but when I came by myself, it seemed as if I wanted to squeeze my junior sister away...

Then Zhilan thanked her senior brother with her sisters, then went to other places, and left with a slight smile.

Seeing her smiling, Ye Simian looked at ease.

There is no panic like the last time I was helped.

So, seeing her happy, he finally smiled.

The restless state of mind calmed down a little.

After the teaching ended, Brother Zhao left, and someone asked him to help copy the scriptures, saying that he was being disciplined too severely...

In those words, he suddenly said: "The elders are also for our own good."

The junior sister was stunned for a while, and then she was angry: "Yes, yes, yes, it is for our own good! But my hands hurt so much, I don't want to write! Brother Ye, help me~"

Junior brother Lin was about to help, Ye Simian thought for a while, her mind was still a little confused, she hadn't learned much about the art of controlling the sword before, it would be confusing, seeing the two people getting emotional, she said: "Not good. "

Quiet before finishing speaking.

He calmed down and said, "Not good. The elder asked my junior sister to copy scriptures to meditate for her junior sister. It is only the right thing to do. If I am soft-hearted for a moment, I will do something wrong and harm my junior sister."

"So, not good."

The people who heard the rejection all widened their eyes: Brother Ye...

How could you say something bad?

***

[Commercial Street Extra Story | For Brother]

In the dream, there was a heavy rain, the sound of thunder shook in my ears, and the surrounding landslides and ground cracked.

After waking up, Ye Simian realized that it was the spring rain outside the window, moistening things silently.

He blinked and looked at the sky outside, because he heard the sound of rain, he judged from the familiar sky, and woke up late today.

So he got up immediately, keeping everything simple, and quickly went to greet his father.

When I went, my father was looking at the account book, and when he came, he closed it, came over to say a few words, his expression was always serious, and his demands on him were not diminished at all.

Ye Simian agreed to her father one by one.

Afterwards, the simple question and answer is over, and it is regarded as a good time.

Ye Simian went out, and before leaving, she remembered something she forgot to mention, so she turned back and said, "It's cold today, I asked the kitchen to make ginger tea, do you want father and Jin'er?"

Master Ye said no, saying that Ye Sijin only likes the soup that is carefully stewed.

As he spoke, Ye Sijin felt distressed again.

Those words lingered in his ears for a while, before floating out, Ye Simian said: "Ginger tea is always more suitable than other things."

Having said that, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, but also froze, and continued to leave in accordance with the rules.

He just walked halfway, changed direction, and went to meet Ye Sijin who was still sleeping soundly.

The bed is a carved mahogany bed, the quilt is made of silk and damask, the pillows are soft and comfortable, and the room is full of what my father called "playthings"...

But people just fall asleep peacefully like this.

I can't see the arrogance and self-willedness of the waking hours.

Nothing to hate either.

——This is my brother.

He watched it for a while, and sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, nor what to think, since he woke up in a daze.

He looked dazed.

After a while, Ye Sijin woke up, and was startled by Ye Simian sitting on the bed.

Ye Simian regained consciousness: "Are you awake?"

After finishing speaking, the relationship between the two is actually not very close, so there is nothing to say

But his mind was still a little confused, but he looked at the room for the last time and sighed a little: "Diligent and simple, studying hard is the right way, Sijin, you are not young anymore, you should be sensible."

Ye Sijin was frightened for a while, and finally only heard this almost familiar sentence, and was used to waving his hands: "I know, I know, I'm going to sleep—"

The rest of the words were startled by Ye Simian's actions.

Ye Simian's eyes became clear when he heard his resistance, then picked him up from the bed, put on his clothes, and took him to Master Ye.

On the way, he said that Master Ye wanted to make soup for him, and that he thought ginger tea would be enough. Then, while talking, Ye Sijin kept making trouble, but the others did not dare to stop him.

So after tossing and tossing, he passed, and Master Ye ran out of the house in shock.

Ye Simian said, "Father, Sijin is not young this year, so I can't go on like this."

Master Ye looked at him.

But Ye Simian forced Ye Sijin to eat and live with him from today on.

In the beginning, Ye Sijin was also making trouble, but Ye Simian was cruel enough, and he also took himself at this time as a benchmark, persisted, and never let go, and then slowly, he stopped making trouble, and just often stared at him bitterly.

Ye Simian knocked on him, it just happened to be raining in autumn.

Return the extra soup to Master Ye, and only put a pot of ginger tea on the table.

One year, two years, three years...

Slowly, Ye Sijin was almost used to it, and the habit became less tiring.

Ye Simian didn't care about him and let him pay attention.

One day, two days, three days...

On the fourth day, Ye Sijin ran away by himself.

***

[Martial arts extravaganza|official]

After returning to the Devil's Cult, it seemed to be back in the shackles.

Ye Simian stayed there for a day, two days, three days...

Then it rained outside.

It's windy outside.

It was snowing outside.

He was still a little downcast.

But when the snow fell, he reached out to catch a piece.

- It's so cold.

Suddenly it felt like a lot of fun, and I smiled.

Then laughed again.

It seems that my mind has been in a daze, I don't know what to think, but I was frozen awake again.

He thought: I want to escape.

I don't know where I escape to, and it doesn't matter where I escape to, as long as I don't want to be here.

So I tried my best to escape.

Again, it's just Ye Simian, not the leader of the Demon Cult.

Still looking at the world with a gentle smile, and leaving with a slight smile.

——The rivers and lakes are so big, and there were so many people in the martial arts conference before, there are always so many people who already know him.

But even hiding, even being chased occasionally, but...

It's fun outside.

Really interesting.

Then when he captured the thief, because the local sect went to the martial arts conference last time, and the surrounding patrols were very tight, he didn't send the thief to the local sect.

He handed over the man to the government.

The government was stunned by this.

Then the two faced each other in a daze for a while.

After a long time, Ye Simian said, "Uh... Excuse me, what should I do if I steal something?"

He tried to smile, expressing that he was really not hostile and would not commit murder here.

As soon as the county magistrate in his 40s fell to the ground, he was surprised: "Ask, ask me?!"

Ye Simian groaned, bowed her head a little bit ashamed.

The government can't control martial arts.And everyone has long been used to their own management.

But he had no other choice.

Thinking of this, Ye Simian looked over for a while, smiled comfortingly, and said cautiously: "Don't worry, don't worry, in order to prevent other troubles, I have disabled his martial arts... Don't look at me like that, I have someone to help. No one will be killed or seriously injured!"

When it came to abolishing martial arts, the county magistrate was frightened again, and Ye Simian was so shocked that he repeatedly assured that there was no accident.

Everything was chaotic after that, and Ye Simian was also very guilty. When she first reported the case, or arrested someone, she didn't know whether to leave or what to avoid, so she just followed the whole process of the case in a stupid way.

After the follow-up, the county magistrate asked cautiously, "Are you satisfied?"

Ye Simian was even more cautious: "What am I satisfied with?" A moment later, "I have no other intentions, just..." The identity may be misunderstood, but in the end he just suppressed it, "I just think that this kind of thing should be handled by you. You handle it well. Really well."

The county magistrate continued to be cautious.

Ye Simian smiled timidly, indicating that she was not aggressive.

For a long time, the county magistrate hung his heart for a few days before letting go: he was afraid that if he did something wrong, he would be "beheaded for corrupt officials."

Afterwards, there were two more times before he realized that he had changed from being wary of masters at the beginning to being as calm as possible, and after discussing, he confirmed that he was willing to teach some people martial arts in person, and he also wanted to make the neighborhood more stable, so he did it like this .

Then slowly, the scope widens.

One day Shi Ling was finally able to go out, was finally no longer confined, and finally saw——

After the two quarreled, they started to fight directly, which startled her and almost hid again, but both parties calmed down, and soon, people from the government came.

The people around are also used to reasoning like this instead of doing it directly.

She finally found a little peace of mind.

——This world can also develop peacefully.

***

[Xianxia Wen Fanwai|Right or Wrong]

Ye Simian was very excited when he got the reward and became the only exception under Si Ming Xingjun's subordinates.

——Although I am nothing yet, I can do many things well!

He is very honored by this.

Sometimes when I was walking, I jumped up unconsciously.

Jumping and jumping, I realized that I should be safe and not arrogant, and walked slowly again.

But whether it is jumping or walking, there is always some joy in my heart.

The joy of some young people after receiving a reward.

So when You Siming told him to be careful, Ye Simian was dumbfounded:

what?

Can't do that?

He looked at the command of the right commander.

You Siming just said that his friend had a bad temper, didn't say anything else directly, and left instead.

After leaving for a while, Ye Simian was still in a daze.

He felt that he was actually doing the right thing.

He felt he was trying to do a good job.

But now it sounds like he did something wrong.

Doing...wrong?

The first time to write a fate.He didn't understand, and he felt right in his heart.

However, You Siming is older than him, has a higher position than him, has seen more things than him, and knows the star king of the lower realm better than him, and no one else in Tianfu Palace handles it like him...

Thinking about it, my heart became uneasy.

When you are not stable, look at the fate you have written.

It seems that the more suspicious, the more anxious, the more anxious, the more worried, worried and worried, and couldn't help but look at the fate of other random people, and saw that although other people had occasional wind and rain, there was no one like him. The lower realm of the Spiritual True Monarch is as desolate as it is.

Ye Simian picked up the pen, but couldn't write.

Then he felt uneasy, and when he was doing business in the lower realm, he paused——

Do you want to go there?

He knew where Linghua Zhenjun was now.

He couldn't be more clear about the fate written by him.

The surrounding wind is soft, and he has been uneasy these days, and then one step, two steps...

He saw three- and four-year-old children.

It has been three or four years since the first meeting.

He wants to pass.

But after thinking for a while, he stopped and went back to Tianfu Palace.

After that, I ran over several times, wanting to help some times, but looked at it, as if saying no in my heart:

don't help.

Don't interfere.

Don't go there.

Don't change.

Don't hurt him.

Don't... harm him?

The last thought always makes Ye Simian stop, but this inexplicable feeling does not know where it comes from.

Then You Siming asked again, he thought about it, and said: "Since it's finally decided, then let's do it."

You Siming is stronger than himself.

But Siming Xingjun is better than You Siming.

Then the Jade Emperor is more powerful than Siming Xingjun.

That fate was approved by the Jade Emperor, so although I don't know anything about it, but...

The Jade Emperor is always right, right?

This question and those thoughts stopped every soft heart.

And after True Monarch Linghua came back, the uneasiness that could not be known to others slowly calmed down in a long-lasting peace——

True Monarch Linghua didn't come looking for trouble.

That's what he thinks is okay.

So in other words, yes.

It turned out that it was right not to change.

Ye Simian finally felt at ease, finally realized that he had done nothing wrong before, finally dared to accept Si Ming Xingjun's promotion after his return, and finally dared to start writing a second fate.

When writing, I smiled happily.

The next time he saw True Monarch Linghua, he finally stopped avoiding it, and just bowed to avoid it, and then felt very relaxed.

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The network at home is not good, and each update basically takes more than ten minutes, so I merged the original episodes into one chapter