Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Xia Churan saw the man standing up straight with the cat in his arms, and met his gaze when he raised his eyes.

At this moment, Qiu Wanxuan froze.

Xia Churan clearly saw that the smile in the other party's eyes disappeared instantly, and after a flash of panic, it was replaced by the usual indifference.

The man smoothed the cat's fur again, and his four fingers, which were carved like jade, swept lightly and softly over the cat's back, and the white fingertips were trimmed to be smooth, round and shiny.

The movements are obviously ordinary, but they seem to be in slow motion, every detail clearly falls into Xia Churan's eyes.

Inexplicably itchy.

"Here we come." Xia Churan heard that familiar yet unfamiliar voice again, indifferent, in stark contrast to the clear and bright conversation with the cat before.

Just as the other party's face that was still like a spring breeze just now turned into a thousand-year glacier when he saw him.

It turned out that in this person's eyes, he was not as good as a cat.

The slight undetectable strangeness that had arisen in his heart just now was immediately extinguished by the pouring ice water.

"I don't know my lord, what do you want me for?" The boy's voice could not hear a trace of warmth.

Qiu Wanxuan took a look at Xia Churan, then carried the cat into the house.

He pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was beating wildly.

The white cat seemed to see his panic, and said: "Only you can hear what I said, don't worry, he will definitely not understand your few words."

Qiu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingertips that were clenched tightly on the cat's fur also eased.

But after thinking about it, I suddenly became nervous again.Right now he doesn't have a mask, did that kid see all his true expressions just now, will he be disfigured?

In the past, because of the mask, he could be more casual because others couldn't see his expression, as long as his eyes and tone were cold enough.

But right now, he even has to pay attention to his facial expressions, so tired, he lamented in his heart.

Do you want to get the mask back and fix it before putting it on again?

But his appearance is well known to everyone, so will it be suspected that he is trying to cover up if he wears it?

He was thinking wildly in his mind, and he didn't notice at all that his back was tightening and loosening in Xia Churan's eyes. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his movements were very weak, and others would not notice if they didn't pay attention.

But in the perceptive eyes of the young man, it is very clear.

Xia Churan looked at the other party's incomprehensible behavior with cold eyes, and then saw the white shirt in front of him turn around, "It seems that I haven't tested your homework for a long time, you should practice in Mingtang recently. "

The eyebrows were visibly pulled up.

What do you mean?

How many years have you not been a master, and today you suddenly become a master?

What does it mean to have not taken an exam for a long time, and never had one at all.

But how can this kind of person do meaningless things? He has been in the field for many years. Whenever this "master" comes to him, he will either interrogate him about his life experience in a different way, or arrange for him some teachers who are beyond his ability. If the task is not completed, all kinds of punishments await him, and there is never a good thing.

It must be the same this time, maybe the test was fake, and it was true to take the opportunity to trouble him and force him to hand over the strange fire.

Thinking of this, Xia Churan's gaze turned sharp.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't notice the complicated emotions under the indifferent gaze of the other party at all, but pointed to the courtyard under the corridor, put on a cold face and said: "From now on, I will practice here, and I will not practice eight times a day. You are not allowed to receive your work for an hour." After speaking, he turned around and entered the inner hall with the cat in his arms.

Although he doesn't have a hobby of child abuse, it is still possible to find a way to make up for his meanness.

Eight hours, basically there is no free time except for eating and sleeping. How boring is the practice day after day. Qiu Wanxuan himself has learned it before.

Thinking so, he nodded in satisfaction.

But there are many ways to create a negative image.

Seeing Qiu Wanxuan leaving, Xia Churan drew his sword and went out to the yard calmly.

Eight hours?Apart from trivial matters on weekdays, he has to practice for at least ten hours, and even sleep is replaced by breath adjustment.Eight hours is nothing to him.

The young man glanced at the courtyard indifferently, then swung his sword, his eyes mocking.

He thought that this person could do anything else, but that was all.

Hearing the sound of dancing swords from the inner hall, Qiu Wanxuan leaned against the window with the cat in her arms and looked towards the yard.

While observing Xia Churan's movement, he waved his fingers to imitate the opponent's movements, and deduced the sword score in his mind based on his experience.

After he passed through, all the knowledge of practice in his previous life was invalidated, and he couldn't drive the spell in a completely different world, so he could only learn it from scratch.And as a sword master, it's not easy to ask a few senior brothers about this kind of basic skills, which can easily arouse suspicion.

And stealing lessons from Xia Churan would be the best.

In this way, you can not only get rid of the negative image, but also learn the skills, killing two birds with one stone.

Qiu Wanxuan praised her wit in her heart.

Fortunately, Xia Churan, as the protagonist, not only has a high level of comprehension, but also his movements are crisp and neat, as standard as a textbook, allowing him to study on the spot smoothly.

So it didn't take long for Qiu Wanxuan to deduce the set of sword formulas in front of her to a great extent.

The white cat was scratched by nimble fingers in his arms, and its whole body was paralyzed, its anger was all gone, and it lazily continued the previous topic, "You have to torture the gangster! If you don't torture the gangster, how can the protagonist awaken the keel? And then betrayed the teacher? If he doesn't betray the teacher, the plot will not go on."

"Do you still want to live a peaceful life without any entanglements with your apprentice?"

Qiu Wanxuan paused when she heard the words, and nodded very seriously, "You are right."

"That's right." The white cat narrowed its eyes in satisfaction, "You have to be good."

He thought for a while, and then asked: "Just make sure that the protagonist betrays the teacher according to the main line?"

The white cat stretched itself in his arms, and licked its three-petal mouth, "Yes, your role is to torture the protagonist until the protagonist's potential explodes and returns to the demon world. As long as the protagonist is on the right track, the details are not important .”

Qiu Wanxuan raised her eyebrows upon hearing this.

"As long as the main line of this world is running normally, your mission will be considered complete, and you don't need to go back to the original world." The white cat stretched out its forelegs and stepped on his lap comfortably as it said.

In its thousands of years of life, Qiu Wanxuan is definitely a unique existence. After breaking away from the original world and entering the space of the main god, he cracked the response program in the space with his own strength, and thus realized that he is a book. The characters in the book fully know the follow-up plot of his side of the world——

Originally, Qiu Wanxuan was supposed to be raped by the elder apprentice at the beginning of the chapter, and then rescued by the younger apprentice, but just after she got out of the tiger's mouth, she fell into the wolf's den. Later, the little apprentice who was blackened forced her to love her, and she spent her whole life in bed with the younger apprentice The entanglement is wasted and abandoned.

From then on, Qiu Wanxuan refused to be sent back, and took root in the sea of ​​books, almost reading all over the world.

But this guy's mental strength is too strong, even the main god can't do anything about it.

Fortunately, this guy doesn't know how strong his mental power is, so as long as he promises that he can change his destiny and get a new life, he will obediently abide by his personality.

Qiu Wanxuan seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, her white wrist was walking on the cat's belly, carrying the faint orchid fragrance, which made the whole cat go limp.

"Well.. so comfortable.. on the right side.."

"I haven't given you a name yet," Qiu Wanxuan thought sideways for a moment, "I'll call you Mao Qiu."

"It's too casual! I have a serial number, and I'm 777!" Fuqiu growled, but the tone of the roar changed in the middle of the roar, "Woo... the back of the neck also..."

Xia Churan has long been prepared to be embarrassed by Qiu Wanxuan. Since this person has plans for different fires, the so-called teaching examination is just a cover, and there must be other actions.

But for several days, Qiu Wanxuan didn't even show her face.

He was a little surprised, what on earth is this person going to do?Call him here just to arrange some homework that doesn't hurt?

At this time, he was sitting on the porch, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, but suddenly he felt the breath of someone behind him.

He immediately pretended to be calm, and his heart really came.

Qiu Wanxuan hugged the cat, leaned against the door, squinted at the young man condescendingly, ignored the aura of "do not disturb strangers" put on by the other party, and asked straight to the point: "You have advanced so quickly in cultivation, and your mentality Who did you learn from?"

When Xia Churan heard that his brows were twisted enough to kill mosquitoes, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This is the only one who, as a master, can ask such a question, and he can ask it with a clear conscience.

I don't want to pretend anymore.

He wanted to see what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd, so he slowly raised his eyes and stared at the dry landscape in the yard without looking aside.

"Several lords will give lectures."

The voice sounded calm, but the meaning was very obvious at the moment. His master didn't care about him, so he had no choice but to attend other people's open classes hungrily.

But such a big class is usually attended by disciples who do not have a real master, so it is inevitable that a direct disciple like him appears in this kind of class.Fortunately, because of his diligent practice and excellent aptitude, the elders took good care of him with a mentality of cherishing his talents, and occasionally opened a small fire.

Qiu Wanxuan said lightly, of course he knew it, but he just wanted to pick a topic and continue talking.

It's not that he really wants to test and teach his apprentice's mental skills, but after observing for a few days, he can only deduce body formulas from sword moves. Without the help of mental skills, he really can't master them, so he has to use different methods to attack on the sidelines.

"In that case, let me ask you, what is the way to get started in this sect?" He asked calmly.

Xia Churan squinted his eyes, and asked him such a pediatric question, do you have nothing to do to tease him?

The young man forcibly suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and replied bluntly: "The five qi are towards the Yuan."

Qiu Wanxuan nodded, and scratched the cat's chin with her fingertips, and the fur ball immediately straightened her neck and narrowed her eyes to let him scratch, looking extremely comfortable.

"Recite it once and I'll listen."

Xia Churan turned her head to look at the indifferent immortal behind her.

Do you really want to test his homework?

Shouldn't you ask him what secrets are hidden in him, why did he emit a breath of strange fire when Dabi entered the country last time?

Qiu Wanxuan was looked at so straightly, but she was very calm, and she looked back generously, with a trace of majesty as a master in her eyes.

Xia Churan stared at him for a while, then finally shifted his gaze back, continued to stare at the dry landscape in the courtyard, and memorized his thoughts: "Cultivate qi and forget your words, calm your heart to do nothing, return qi to the alchemy, and match Kanli with the pot. . "①

Every word and every word was imprinted in Qiu Wanxuan's mind. He listened to the young man's deep and unhurried voice, and quietly followed his heart.

"...the white clouds are on the top, and the nectar is sprinkled on Sumeru."

When the young man stopped talking, Yuanying in Xuanzi's mansion in Qiuwan had already gone through the big and small circles according to his heart.

He hummed with satisfaction, "Not bad."

Xia Churan's eyes twitched, but after reciting the basic mental method that even a young child who just entered the mountain gate can recite backwards, he could get this person to say "not bad"?

He couldn't help looking back at Qiu Wanxuan again, and his doubts about this person became more and more serious.

The fairy in white was holding the cat, and his lazy four fingers slowly but nimbly swept across the back of the cat, sweeping back and forth on the soft fur.

The young man forced himself not to look at the scallioned fingers, he always felt that the fingertips seemed to have been subjected to some kind of bewitching magic.

"Recite to me the exercises and swords you have learned."

Xia Churan raised her eyebrows, "Which one?"

"All."

The young man's eyes dimmed, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

The author says:

①Excerpt from Lu Dongbin's "Hundred Character Stele"