I’ve Got this Immortal’s Back (6)
Zia’s here: This chapter is a bit long, but I managed not to cut it :))
Tianshui Zhenren always do what he say. He prepare the body, call the little apprentice and go to the street together. He escaped from the Yuanshen Imperial Sword and rushed back to Weiyang Sect.
Liang Mu was frightened when he thought his Master had discovered the roasted pigeon that he had stolen during the day. He carefully led the master, who suddenly said wanted to go out for a break, to the market. Vaguely aware of a gust of cold wind rolling over, he shrank his neck and looked back, but he couldn’t see anything strange.
The natural air conditioning from his master beside him is inexplicably lighter than before. His eyebrows were also softer and he was looking at the stalls on both sides of the street.
The handsome, dark-colored figure was reflected in the colorful light scene, and there was a faint curiosity at the bottom of the deep black pupils.
“Master… haven’t you come to play before?”
Master didn’t look like he was in a bad mood. Liang Mu was a lot bolder, and he raised his head and tried to ask out loud.
Lu Deng had just taken over Gu zaishui’s body and heard the voice next to him. He instinctively lowered his head and looked over, then smiled and shook his head.
He have done a lot of tasks with Gu Yuan. There are many shopping malls in the modern and interstellar worlds, but it is the first time in the ancient markets.
Here, it has not been soaked in modern technology, but it is no less lively than modern shopping malls. It’s even just a few days before the day of the festivals. Every family must prepare for the dragon sacrifice. The market is on the water, the horse is on the dragon, and vendors on both sides are full of goods, and restaurants and inns are crowded. Those who played tricks and sold gadgets also set up stalls to join in the fun, and you could hardly see enough with your eyes.
It’s completely dark. The lanterns were hung on two sides, and the wind blew the streamers to cast a moon shadow, which fell on the water and shook a piece of silver light.
At this time, the folk customs of the festival are open, and men and women are not very shy. Many young men and women who are in love with each other put river lanterns by the water. The river lanterns are beautifully made and cute, full of prayers for marriage, floating down the water all the way.
It would be great if people who are in love with each other could come here for a walk.
Lu Deng stood by the river, watching the dim spots of light float away along the water, stunned for a moment, but couldn’t help being dumbfounded, shaking his head to dispel his thoughts.
The lover just went to steal a pair of pants and will came back soon. The two of them had just separated, and missing the other at this time was really out of place.
“Does Master also have a sweetheart?”
It was hard to recover from the shock that the master would actually smile. Seeing his master looking at the lanterns on the river in a daze, Liang Mu’s courage became a lot stronger, and he took the initiative to whisper, “Master, let’s put one too? Just write your name, the marriage is very accurate…”
The vendor selling lanterns was very clever. Originally, when he saw the character with a dusty temperament staring at the river motionless, he guessed that it was a business coming to the door. Hearing the young man’s words, he immediately leaned over with a smile on his shoulder, “Which one does this master want? There are all kinds of lanterns here for the little ones, to seek marriage, to be promoted and make a fortune, for a blessing to eliminate disasters, to keep people safe…”
Lu Deng was about to refuse, but he was suddenly moved slightly by the last sentence “Keep people safe”. According to the words, he bought a clean river lantern and took it in his hand, and walked two steps to the river.
Liang Mu couldn’t help being curious, and risked his life to see what the name of the master’s sweetheart was. He glanced at it gently, and immediately retreated honestly, deliberately looking around at the night view. Seeing a stall selling steamed chestnuts, he touched the broken silver given by the eldest disciple in his pocket, and ran over with joy.
Lu Deng stood by the river, dipped in ink with the small brush he had given him, and was about to write down the names of the two of them, but suddenly stopped.
Gu Zaishui didn’t seem to have named him yet.
This time his identity was randomly generated, and the name remarks column in the system was still blank, and even he didn’t know what his name was.
Since he is Gu Zaishui’s demon, it is natural that the other party should personally name him. This lantern seems to be unable to be put down at the moment.
Lu Deng pondered by the water for a while, then put the river lantern in his sleeve.
As long as he follows the plot, he can find a way to get his body out. Even if he doesn’t, he can first let Gu Zaishui put him in a magic tool that can hold the soul, and he will definitely have a name by then.
It’s better for two people to put the river lights together than for one person to put them up.
The feeling of having pants is touching for a long time, the breeze is cool at night, and the willows by the river are soft. The moon shadow shattered and rubbed into the river, and the sparkling waves hugged the river lights down the river, and it seemed that they had taken a moment of silence from the extremely noisy market.
Lu Deng came out to hang out for the first time, and he didn’t know where to start. He was also worried that there were flaws that would damage Tianshui Zhenren’s reputation. He could only follow Liang Mu’s footsteps and stopped by the stall where the chestnuts were steamed.
The freshly steamed pot was brought out hotly, and it was immediately packed with half-grown teenagers rushing to buy it.
The chestnuts were packed in paper bags, and they were still hot when they were in hand, and they impatiently poured it all down into their hands. Liang Mu’s hands were fast, and his figure was dexterous after being beaten by the crowd. He drilled left and right in the crowd. It didn’t take long for him to bring back a bag of chestnuts, holding it contentedly in his arms and blowing his breath.
The people in the supporting role were originally thin, and the system helped to turn over the settings for a long time, and he couldn’t find out whether Gu Zaishui ate chestnuts or not on weekdays. Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips, and had to endure the thought again, only to write it down in his heart.
Although Liang Mu was barely regarded as part of a big family before he was picked up on the mountain, he was severely squeezed out after all. Even if he had a place to live, he couldn’t wait to lock the courtyard door tightly on weekdays, let alone have the opportunity to go out and play like this. He had followed the senior disciples out before, and was blindly led to a boring place selling some hoof saddles. Now he can’t look around enough as he walk along the way. A pair of eyes can’t wait to stick to the prosperous scene, and can hardly move away.
There were many people by the river, but he didn’t pay attention. When he was squeezed, his feet slipped and he fell into the water.
Lu Deng reacted quickly, and a mana popped up casually as he firmly pulled the person back to his side, “Be careful, look at the road.”
Of course, as a cultivator who was almost squeezed into the river, Liang Mu’s face flushed, and he bowed his head to thank the master again and again. He was about to see if he was angry, but the ink-colored figure had turned back and walked towards a place where the crowd was a little sparse.
Sure enough, the master was still calm.
Liang Mu shrank his neck, followed quickly, lowered his head and looked at the road carefully, no longer daring to look around indiscriminately.
Lu Deng’s palm hidden in his sleeve turned gently, and his consciousness spread out to confirm that no one was paying attention, before he sent a chestnut to his mouth and tried to bite it gently.
The chestnuts had just been cooled a little, and Liang Mu’s figure was unsteady and a few flew out, then he stopped him in time. As it happened that the chestnut was out of the bag. The inside has been steamed well, and it melts in the mouth with a little bite, sweet and soft, and the lips and teeth felt refreshed.
Lu Deng ate one carefully, and hid the remaining two in his sleeve, thinking that when Gu Zaishui came back, he would ask him to eat it, making up for the regrets that he hadn’t had for a long time.
With the previous lesson, Liang Mu did not dare to be distracted anymore, and conscientiously accompanied the master shopping. Occasionally, while the master was not paying attention, he plunged into the crowd to buy some snacks and came back. While eating, he envied the master’s calm demeanor even if he was submerged in the crowd.
After getting two chestnuts, the master, who didn’t know his calmness at all, smoothly saved a pack of candies, three pieces of butter, a small piece of peanut cake, and a small windmill that whirled as soon as the wind blew.
Cleverly throwing the copper coin into the money box of the windmill maker, Lu Deng retracted his gaze without a trace, and plucked the little windmill in his sleeve. The corners of his lips curled up for a moment, and a very soft arc quietly opened between his eyebrows.
Wait for Gu Zaishui to come back……
In fact, he doesn’t feel lonely in the sea of knowledge, because he is always the only one there, and there is only one thing to do, so he just waits quietly.
But now he is walking in the bustling market, surrounded by laughter and smiles, and the lights are shining a little further away, but he suddenly desperately wants to see his lover again soon.
He saw a lot of fun gadgets, and he also saved a lot of things that looked delicious, so he kept them for the sake of looking at it with Gu Zaishui again.
His mind drifted away for a moment, his gaze fell on the crowd, and suddenly he saw the red thing stuck in the straw.
Strung with bamboo sticks, the red hawthorn was washed cleanly, and the transparent sugar skin was wrapped tightly, shaking brightly in front of your eyes.
Lu Deng’s heart jumped lightly, and he couldn’t help but take a few steps forward. The people around him squeezed him for a moment, but Liang Mu disappeared.
He still remembered the little imperceptible nostalgia and regret hidden in Gu Zaishui’s voice when he talked about the things in front of him. He knew what it was like to have the only bright touch in the whole memory, so he wanted to make up for this regret for the other party.
The sugar hawthorn should be delicious.
Lu Deng touched the copper coin in his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, then stepped over, stopped the kind-faced grandma, and plucked up the courage to buy a bunch with his own hands.
“Buying it for you little disciple?”
The people under the Weiyang Sect are also bathed in the spiritual power of immortality all the year round. Grandma is very old, but she is still deaf and quick-sighted. She smiled and handed him the sugar hawthorn, and pointed to the alley path, “Your apprentice is going there, walking in a hurry, I don’t know what happened…”
Although the traffic is like weaving, Gu Zaishui’s figure is tall and upright, after all, and his appearance is particularly outstanding. He is also wearing a long dark robe, and he is surrounded by a little apprentice who is looking for food and gluttonous. The vendors in the area have already had an impression. Seeing that although he was silent but not fierce, he was even shy when you took a closer look, so heer words naturally increased.
Lu Deng was slightly startled, thinking of the plot that the system had said. His heart suddenly moved.
The protagonist does have a main plot here.
According to the plot, the protagonist was accidentally encountered by someone in the family while wandering on the street. Not only was he humiliated and besieged again, but he also accidentally learned that it was not that he had no talent for cultivating spiritual power, but that his Spiritual Dantian had been secretly sealed by someone when he was young. Even the parents who he thought were accidentally killed in a family mission were innocent victims of the entire conspiracy.
The protagonist was shocked and angry, and his mind was agitated and resisted, but he was still defeated because of the loss of cultivation. It happened that Gu Zaishui went out to find medicine at this time. He couldn’t bear to see him struggling, so he showed up to intervene and forced those people back for the time being.
Although the master escaped this time, the protagonist was unwilling to be humiliated. On the first day of the family gathering, he set up a life-and-death battle and agreed to fight for his life at the Tianmen Conference. Gu Zaishui was moved by his thoughts and exhausted his skills to break through the seal in his body and open the Spiritual Dantian for him. Since then, the protagonist’s cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation road has been smooth for thousands of miles a day.
In the original plot, Gu Zaishui had been entangled by his demons at this time, and his Spiritual Dantian were all shaken. After breaking the seal for his disciples, his injuries became more serious. Finally, at the Tianmen Conference, due to the forced mobilization of spiritual power again, he attacked his heart with energy and blood, and was completely taken by the demon, and a generation of immortals fell.
Now it’s been a little over a half of the night, and counting the time, it’s almost this time.
Gu Zaishui’s soul has not returned yet, so he can only help finish the plot. Both of them had plenty of power at this time, and there would not be much threat from making a move. It would not be difficult to manage them in this way.
Lu Deng returned to his senses, thanked the grandma who sold the sugar hawthorn, and hurried over with them in his hand.
The system brought up the map and plot line in time. Lu Deng turned around in the alley several times and successfully found the two sides who were fighting together.
Liang Mu was entangled and fighting with a group of Liang family members. Although he had no spiritual power, his physical training skills had been cultivated to the extreme, and his swordsmanship was also practiced hard with gritted teeth every day, so he did not completely fall into disadvantage for a while.
This section of the plot line is an important key to the protagonist’s upgrade. It is necessary to find the right time. Early or late shots will affect the effect.
Lu Deng hid his figure on the corner of the street and waited quietly for a while. The plot still made no progress, but the sugar hawthorn in his hand was red, sweet, and sour.
…Just eat one first.
He hasn’t had anything to eat in the sea of knowledge these days. And he keeps thinking about leaving some for Gu Zaishui for everything I eat today. Although he’s not greedy for everything, he waits for a long time with a sugar hawthorn in his hand and waits for the plot, but in the end, he can’t bear it anymore.
Lu Deng held his breath, cautiously holding the top red hawthorn wrapped in shiny icing sugar, and put it in his mouth a little bit.
Only after one bite, a systematic mechanical sound suddenly came from into his mind, “Host, the plot point is here! We have to appear handsome and majestic to save the protagonist…”
System: ……
Lu Deng: ……
There is only one string of sugar hawthorn, with one fruit less. Lu Deng didn’t want to spit it out, nor did he want to swallow it so quickly, and held it in his mouth again, stubbornly insisting in his mind, “I’ll hold it and not speak.”
The host is also handsome and majestic enough with the sugar hawthorn. The system turned two buffer circles, still bit the small data, and acquiesced, “Host, the plot point is here! We have to come out to save the protagonist and scare the bad guys away!”
The mechanical tone was controlled accurately, exactly the same as the tone of the first time, and it was absolutely impossible to hear that the task has been issued twice.
Lu Deng pursued the corners of his lips and secretly hid a red envelope under the charger for the system. With a flick of his robe sleeves, he appeared in shape and walked towards everyone.
Liang Mu’s clothes were completely torn, his whole body was scarred, and he was half kneeling on the ground in embarrassment. The family members were about to make another ruthless move, but their bodies were suddenly pushed away by an invisible force. Before they could return to their senses, they were all firmly bound, still maintaining their posture just now, unable to move at all.
The expression of the noble son, who was originally arrogant, suddenly changed, and the Liang family member all showed horror, instinctively retreating.
Being able to use mana to this point is at least the power of his fit period. The Liang family came out this time, and the strongest master was just a bit distracted. Looking at this obvious defensive posture, most of them were found by the master whom Liang Mu had worshipped in the great luck.
Thinking of this, the ink-colored figure had already turned out of the alley.
It was a tall and handsome ink-colored immortal. He looked only in his thirties. His expression was indeed as indifferent as in the legend, but his eyebrows unexpectedly looked gentle and elegant, and he didn’t seem like a difficult person to get along with.
Gu Zaishui didn’t bring a sword, and everyone’s eyes were involuntarily attracted by the string of sugar hawthorn he was holding in his hand, speculating in horror. But seeing his footsteps also paused in full view of the crowd, he turned and leaned down, handed the string of sugar hawthorn into Liang Mu’s hands, and nodded slightly at him.
Liang Mu stared at the string of sugar hawthorn being handed to him in a daze, his nose suddenly turned sour, his eyes quickly became watery, and he choked and raised his head, ”Master…”
Lu Deng couldn’t speak with the hawthorn in his mouth but nodded when he met his gaze, motioned to him to help him hold the sugar hawthorn, got up, and walked towards the people.
He has always been more interested in how to make people afraid of himself than anyone else.
Seeing that figure coming step by step, with the still plain and indifferent expression, everyone in the Liang family became more and more frightened. The children of the Liang family, who were less courageous, were no longer told to move around, yet they couldn’t pull themselves up.
… He originally thought that Liang Mu was just picked up by the Weiyang Sect casually and became an outer disciple. Who knew that he was so loved by his master? The first person in the Weiyang Sect not only took him down the mountain to participate in the Tianmen Conference but also took him out for shopping.
…He also bought him a sugar hawthorn!
This kind of master-apprentice relationship falls in the eyes of others, and there is no doubt that he appreciates closeness very much and even has a bit of a background story behind the door.
With masters who were so attentive to their disciples, if they see their disciples being bullied and insulted with their own eyes, and know the truth about the disciples being secretly harmed when they were young, they must at least be skinned!
Naturally, everyone in the Liang family did not expect that the Master Chunjun Peak in front of them had changed his core. Let alone that he was taken out shopping by his disciples. They were all trembled, blindly frightened by their own made-up story. If it weren’t for the young master still there, I’m afraid they would have all scattered and run away a long time ago.
“Senior Tianshui.”
Seeing him coming, the young master of the Liang family’s legs was also faintly soft, but in any case, he didn’t want to fall in front of Liang Mu. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said, “This one is the lower Shura Liang family’s Liang Tianliu. Liang Mu was born to a descendant of my Liang family. He stole my family’s treasures and escaped. I am just giving him his punishment…”
What he said was naturally all lies, but the Liang family’s status in the Shura world was also not low. As long as such a set of statements were given, even the Weiyang Sect would have to give a bit of face anyway.
The young master of the Liang family quickly calculated in his heart, but before his voice fell, he was interrupted by a faint sneer.
The young master of the Liang family looked up in a daze, a deep chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and his figure instantly retreated.
The chill all over Gu Zaishui’s body had burst out like a frosting knife and a snow sword, stabbing everyone’s bare skin as painfully as a knife cut.
In front of him, a faint brilliance condensed silently, and a sword-shaped phantom appeared faintly.
“It’s Chunjun Sword… Quick run!”
Weiyang Sect would give a face to the Liang family when he met the Liang family, but that was the wronged treatment of the outer disciples. The kid who cried and ate the sugar hawthorn bought by the master was undoubtedly in a higher position than they guessed. At this time, he definitely couldn’t afford it.
The pupils of the guards next to the young master of the Liang family shrank fiercely, and before the sword shape became solid, they had already picked up the young master, and they didn’t even care about the crime. The spiritual power made them flee to the extreme. The rest of them also escaped far away in the blink of an eye.
Lu Deng pulled the corners of his lips dumbly, causing the system to put away the holographic projection, and bent his eyebrows towards the familiar soul who was rushing in the distance.
Tianshui Zhenren’s body is very easy to use. These people are not only frightened, but was no longer able to bear to get angry. One runs faster than the other, and he doesn’t even have a chance to spend the slightest strength.
It was just time for Gu Zaishui to come back. Lu Deng swallowed his saliva and was about to swallow the hawthorn, telling his lover, who had rushed back, that he had bought a sugar hawthorn. Yet, when he looked back, he was met with tears on the face of the protagonist, who was moved to cry.
There is also a bare bamboo stick.
The author has something to say: Lu*keep the river lantern·Hide the chestnuts·Give you a small windmill·Super prestige·Little Demon: Just now, there was something else just now(っq^q)っ
Boohoohoo, Master is so Nice, Master give me sugar hawthorn, Little Protagonist?·: e=e=e=e=!!
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#Don’t you let me eat the sugar hawthorn?(pД`q。 )#
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Lu Deng: Lemme have a bite of the hawthorn
System: *silently agreeing*
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