The villain master online collapses the character design

Half of the big kitchen collapsed because of carrots and Xiao Zhu's nonsense. Jiang Wenhao took out most of Xuan Yunfeng's family property to repair the big kitchen. Jiang Ziming was in danger when he went out, so Sun Yun had to help with the repairs.

Carrot and Xiaozhu were imprisoned for three months and cried every day.

The three masters and apprentices performed their duties, and only Jiang Ziming was the most relaxed. He just needed to sit down in a comfortable place with a book in hand, and stared at the two monsters who caused trouble, and punished them for copying books or doing work. , It is that occasionally when the spell is out of control, it will destroy some things, and then clean up the two little monsters who have made mistakes.

Jiang Ziming looked at Xiao Zhu who was putting away the broken bowl with a sad face, and suddenly thought of something, put the script aside, and asked him casually while holding a teacup, "Why are you called Aunt Sun Yun?"

Xiao Zhu said surprisingly: "Carrot said that you have been worshiped! Then he is my mother."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Ziming was choked by his words, and he coughed for a long time before recovering. His words were rough and reasonable, and he couldn't find anything wrong with them.

Xiao Zhu and Carrot went to catch squirrels. He leaned on the chair and looked at the Yunshuijian. After going there with Sun Yun last time, he had lingering fears. Later, he told the head of the situation. The seal was completed, the pictures he saw and the emotions he felt were because when Yaoqing's disciple Fang Muchen came back, because of grief and unwillingness to believe that Yaoqing passed away, he trapped the creatures in it, so it was frozen inside. That period of time will not change with the time outside.

Later, Fang Muchen suddenly figured it out after living there for three years, and sealed Yunshuijian down the mountain. It is said that because he regretted that he did not save his master, he went back to Dry Moon Valley, and no one has seen him since.

He can always dream about Yaoqing and Fang Muchen from time to time, the beauty between the two is really like a dream.

The pain of parting from life and death is the most difficult problem in this world.

In the outside world, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, summer is full of scorching sun, autumn is thinking about old friends, winter is surrounding the stove, the four seasons are rotating, sunset and moonrise, only Yunshuijian is snowing day after day without stopping, and the creatures inside are thinking that they can’t come back people.

In a blink of an eye, it was snowing heavily, and the Brahma faction was wrapped in a layer of silver. The New Year's Eve was approaching, and Xuanyun Peak was much busier than it was in previous years.

"In the past, the master was in seclusion. Even if he was not in seclusion, he would meditate and practice in the house all day. I can't live this year alone, so this is the first time that so many people celebrate the New Year together in Xuan Yunfeng. I am very happy. "Jiang Wenhao expressed his joy with the carrot with the lucky bag hanging on his head while posting couplets.

Carrot: "It's so pitiful. Fortunately, we are not good enough for the new year."

Jiang Wenhao: "Aren't you even more pitiful? There is no hope for life."

carrot:"……"

Xiao Zhu acted as a table, holding a bunch of couplets. He was curious about everything during the first Chinese New Year. He stood on his feet to see how to post them, and he was also concerned about whether there was any delicious food. "Is there any meat to eat?"

"You have to do it yourself." Jiang Wenhao turned his head to look at the figure of the chef. He didn't see Sun Yun, but he saw Master lying comfortably on the rocking chair, drinking tea while reading a book, "Master, where did Junior Brother go?"

Jiang Ziming was obsessed with the storybook world, and only heard it the second time, and replied without raising his head: "It is said to go to the big kitchen to get some ingredients."

Carrot yelled "Oh!" and sighed, "Say it earlier, so we can make a list for him."

"I listed it for him, Wenhao's candied lotus root, carrots and water chestnuts, and Xiaozhu's stewed pork ribs are all the same, don't worry." Jiang Ziming just finished finishing the book and put it on the table, looking up at them The crooked couplets were pasted, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he stood up with a slight sigh, "It's fine if you don't post the couplets, just hang the red lanterns up."

"Okay." Jiang Wenhao nodded, propped up the lantern and handed it to carrot. The carrot bit the end of the thread and jumped up to the eaves, waving the rabbit ears and hung it up. The red lantern was dazzling against the backdrop of white snow. Bounce, "I want to hang up too, I want to hang up too!"

Jiang Wenhao was busy supporting the lantern and asked him to wait for a while. Seeing that the carrots were already hanging on the second one, he became anxious and hummed reluctantly. Jiang Ziming stepped forward to pick him up, handed him the lantern, and walked to the courtyard Go to the door, "Hang up!"

Xiaoru hung up the red lantern as he wished, his porcelain white face rolled into a ball of laughter, he turned around and put his arms around Jiang Ziming's neck and quacked, Jiang Ziming looked up at the red lantern fluttering in the wind, listening to the fight between carrots and Jiang Wenhao I was a little emotional for a while, but before I knew it, a year had passed.

Xiao Zhu struggled and continued to hang the lantern. Carrot and him competed to hang it. The two started arguing over a lantern, and Jiang Wenhao had no choice but to mediate.

There was a light snowfall in the sky, and there was a lot of disturbance. Jiang Ziming gathered his cloak and was going to pick up Sun Yun.

According to the rules of the Brahma Sect, apart from the disciples who have formally worshiped under the sect of the various elders can stay in the Brahma Sect for the New Year, and some disciples who cannot go down the mountain due to special reasons, the rest, whether they are disciples or hired workers, must go home to celebrate the New Year. Therefore, every year from the new year to the fifteenth, it is both the most lively and the most deserted time in the Brahma sect.

Jiang Ziming held an umbrella and walked towards the big kitchen. Occasionally, there were a few wintersweet blooms, and the three colors of pink, white and red complemented each other, adding a bit of color to this lonely cold winter.

It was snowy, no one was around, and the path was buried by snow. He could only follow the footprints covered by a layer of snowflakes. He looked up and saw a touch of blue water in the distance. The tall and straight young man was dressed in the uniform of the Brahma Sect disciple, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even notice that there were a few snowflakes on his head.

Jiang Ziming took a few steps and moved the umbrella over his head. Seeing that there were fine snowflakes on his eyelashes, he wanted to raise his hand to take it off for him. When he met his bright and clear eyes, his heart trembled a few times It landed on his shoulder, patted the snow on it perfunctorily, and whispered, "You got it all?"

Sun Yun stared at him with piercing eyes, "Well, I also got your favorite bass."

Jiang Ziming lowered his eyes slightly to hide the joy in his eyes, he didn't include perch on his list.

Sun Yun took the umbrella to support it, and the master and apprentice walked side by side, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, and the snow suddenly fell heavily, covering the footprints when they came, and the plum blossoms by the roadside still stood proudly, It's just that under the whistling snow, it also lost its original bright color.

"We've passed a year." Sun Yun stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at him, stretched out his hand to flick the broken snow off his cloak, and leaned slightly closer to him, "Master."

He called very softly, and his voice was pleasant to hear, but now he deliberately suppressed his voice with a tone, very charming, Jiang Ziming seemed to hear him calling himself "Ziming" softly again, he was nervous and at a loss for a moment. He retreated slightly, but Naihe grabbed his wrist.

In the next second, my wrist felt cold.

Jiang Ziming lifted it up and saw that there was a bracelet on his wrist, which was the bluish-gray color he liked, with a texture like glass or sapphire, with a red thread inlaid inside, and runes engraved densely on it, which could be seen to be exquisitely made. , the runes on the bracelet were entwined with his aura, a feeling of comfort spread all over his body, calming his restless blood vessels.

Surprised and delighted, he looked up at Sun Yun.

"new Year's gift."

Sun Yun's dimples were deep, and she smiled straight into her eyes. She raised her hand and rubbed her nose, and turned her head away in embarrassment.

Jiang Ziming was also a little uncomfortable when he came back to his senses, he held back for a long time before he could say "thank you", it's nothing for a disciple to give the master a New Year's gift, it's just that such a thoughtful gift is not common.

"Is this why you left early and returned late some time ago?"

Sun Yun walked forward with him holding an umbrella, looking sideways at him from time to time, "Seeing that you dare not go out, it's poor."

Jiang Ziming: "..." Is it okay to send a bracelet?Bastard boy!

He touched the bracelet in his sleeve, the dense patterns on it must have been engraved for a long time, he lowered his eyes and asked, "What New Year's gift do you want?"

Sun Yun looked sideways at his thin jaw and replied, "Master."

Jiang Ziming looked up at him, "Huh?"

Sun Yun smiled lightly, pretending to be profound, "You will know."

Back at Xuanyun Peak, the snow had stopped. Jiang Wenhao took Carrot and Xiao Zhu to build a snowman in the yard, and they heard their fights from afar.

Sun Yun put away the umbrella, took off the Qiankun bag and walked to the kitchen consciously.

Jiang Ziming saw that the couplets had been pasted up, and the lanterns were dangling under the eaves, which was very festive, but the upside-down "Shou" on his door was very glaring, so he stepped forward to ask who posted it.

Jiang Wenhao was dazed, staring at Xiao Zhu and Carrot.

"I didn't!" The carrot burrowed into the snow, leaving only a handful of green hairs on its buttocks.

Xiao Zhu received two scorching gazes, blinked his big eyes, suddenly threw the snowball in his hand at Jiang Ziming, and then hid behind Sun Yun who came out of the kitchen, "Mother, help me!"

Jiang Ziming's face was covered with a cloud of snow, and he was quite embarrassed. When did the dignified immortal feel so wronged, he raised his hand to remove the snow covering his eyes, and saw that the culprit was hiding behind Sun Yun, and he dared to stick out his tongue!

"Stinky boy!"

He immediately rolled a bigger snow ball from the ground, and smashed it unceremoniously, but Xiao Zhu actually pulled Sun Yun to cover it, so the snow ball hit Sun Yun's leg.

The carrot showed its head, and it jumped onto Jiang Ziming's body at once, shaking his body with snow, so Jiang Ziming's bewildered expression became colorful all at once.

I don't know who made the move first, big and small all joined in the snowball fight and threw each other.

By the time everyone was tired, it was already evening.

Jiang Ziming took off the cloak soaked in snow water. He could actually use spells to keep out the cold, but he didn't dare to mess around because he couldn't control the power of the spells. But now he has a bracelet.

He put the cloak on the rocking chair and tried his luck to cast a spell. After a while, his whole body became hot, as expected, he still had the spell.

Sun Yun made the dinner, Jiang Wenhao helped, Jiang Ziming was in charge of waiting with the two little monsters, the scent wafted, the little monsters were already salivating, they ran to the kitchen to watch, Jiang Ziming couldn't help but go to the window to watch .

Just when the braised pork was in the pot, Sun Yun picked up a piece and handed it to him, "Ah!"

Jiang Ziming opened his mouth to take it without even thinking about it, the mouth was sweet and soft, and he didn't react until he swallowed it. Looking at the two staring little monsters, the stunned big apprentice, and the smiling Sun Yun, he swallowed in embarrassment. Drooling, stiff comment, "It's okay."

Sun Yun gave a meaningful "Oh".

The dishes were all served, and the whole family sat neatly on the table. Jiang Ziming distributed the prepared red envelopes. Immortal cultivators don't need much money, it's just a sense of ritual.