The villain is a fuzzy [Transmigration Book]

A month later, Mu Lin and Xu Feng returned to Wanjian Peak.

The Tianyuan Sword moves steadily through the clouds, overlooking from a high altitude, thousands of mountain peaks stand between the sky and the earth like countless unsheathed swords.A piece of washed green in the mountains, either green or rich, undulates to the sky with floating clouds.

The sun was shining brightly and the wind was warm.There is no haze, let alone a trace of haze.The two held hands, Yu Jian descended.

When they were one foot off the ground, the two touched their toes and landed gracefully.With a flash of white light, the Tianyuan Sword automatically shrank and flew back to Mu Lin's palm.Mu Lin said: "Afeng."

Xu Feng: "Yes."

Gently twisting the black bead on his wrist, Xu Feng stretched out his hand to fish it out, and took out a jug of wine and a sword from the mustard seeds.

Mu Lin took the wine, bowed and put it on the ground.He and Xu Feng squatted down, their long hair fell to their feet.

The mouth of the black porcelain altar was sealed with sealing mud and tarpaulin, even so, an intoxicating aroma still overflowed from the mouth of the altar.Mu Lin took a deep breath, grabbed Xu Feng's hand, and pressed his palm against the back of his hand, caressing the skin of his palm, and slowly clenched his five fingers, inserting them into the gap between the fingers.

Xu Feng: "A Lin?"

The next moment, as if by magic, he felt something extra on the back of his hand.

There is a protruding piece, wrapped in fabric, a bit hard, a bit awkward.

Xu Feng's eyes widened slightly: "What is this?"

Mu Lin said, "Seed."

He took away his hand and put the sachet in Xu Feng's palm.It's small, unsinkable, and the silk cloth is silver, with patterns like water waves.Xu Feng reached out and untied the red tie, and poured the seeds in the sachet into the palm of his hand.

"Peach tree seeds?" Xu Feng asked.

Mu Lin: "Yes."

At the same time as the answer, the young man slowly raised his hand with his palm facing up.Following his movements, the Floating Sword rose up in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing down, flying higher and higher.

Mu Lin curled his lips into a smile: "Afeng, plant it faster like this."

After finishing speaking, he turned his wrist—like a rain of light, countless white sword glows shot down from Tianyuan Sword and scattered in all directions.

The wind of the sword whizzed, and the sound of breaking ground kept coming and going.As the sword light fell to the ground, it seemed as if invisible hands were digging open the soil, and dozens of hundreds of shallow pits appeared in the open space in front of them, each a few feet apart, neatly arranged in rows.

Mu Lin looked at Xu Feng: "A Feng."

Xu Feng nodded knowingly.A ball of white light was held in the palm of his hand, and the seeds were covered by the light. He raised his hand casually, and the seeds flew out one after another, and landed accurately in the pit.

Exactly one in each hole.Starting from the nearest pit, Mu Lin and Xu Feng picked up the soil one by one, covered the seeds completely with spiritual power, and formed small soil bags.Afterwards, they took out a porcelain bottle from the mustard seed, which contained inexhaustible spiritual spring water.

Gulu Gulu, they poured water to moisten the land.Soon, every small soil bag was wet.

Do it all.Xu Feng looked at the land and asked, "Ah Lin, when will the peach trees grow well?"

"Soon," Mu Lin smiled, "When we bury this pot of wine, the peach tree will sprout."

"It's a pity to spill this pot of peach blossom wine, so it's better to bury it here." Mu Lin walked to the first pit, bent down, took out a shovel from the mustard seeds, and dug the soil himself, "I remember, seniors did the same. Yes. If you bury the peach blossom wine under the peach tree, he will be able to drink it."

"Ok!"

The cave used to bury the wine was very deep. Xu Feng carried the black porcelain jar and carefully placed the wine jar at the bottom of the cave.They didn't think it was dirty, and they sprinkled the soil in with their own hands, as if they were burying some treasure.

Everything was completed very quickly, and the wine was buried in less than a stick of incense.When Xu Feng raised his head, he happened to see a wonderful scene—something seemed to arch in the center of the small soil bag, the dark brown broken soil burst, and the small green buds poked out their heads, trembling in the breeze.

They grew extremely fast, and the stems and leaves elongated at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, they all grew to a height of half a foot.

The branches turned dark green, but were still flexible, and the small leaves at the tip nodded in the direction where Mu Lin and Xu Feng were, as if to say hello.

Xu Feng's eyes lit up: "Is it going to bloom soon?"

"How could it be so fast?" Mu Lin habitually wanted to stroke the black hair on his shoulder, but withdrew his hand as if thinking of something just before touching it.

Glancing at the dirt in his hands, Mu Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Next time, it should grow into a peach forest in a month."

Xu Feng also sensed his intentions, and frowned: "Okay, every time we come, we will bring a pot of wine to senior and bury it under a tree."

"So much wine," Mu Lin said with a smile, "I'm afraid he will get drunk again."

After the two planted the seeds, they recalled Fushengjian, and Yujian flew to Taiyang Mountain.

As the long sword lifted into the sky, the dots of green became smaller and smaller, and soon blurred into a large expanse of emerald green.Through the flowing clouds, Mu Lin and Xu Feng looked at the future peach forest.

"Senior, my swordsmanship is about to break through to the next level." Mu Lindao, "Next time I come to see you, let Afeng transform into a seven-tailed sword for you to see, okay?"

In the evening, they rushed back to Mount Taiyang.

The Promise Sword Sect, Little Mirror Lake.

The setting sun had completely sunk, leaving only the scaled clouds in the sky emitting a golden red light.The surface of the lake is indigo blue without any waves, just like an upside-down mirror.

That line of golden red is reflected on the lake, which is extraordinarily bright and eye-catching.The long shadows dragged across the bushes and the water, Mu Lin and Xu Feng walked towards the crowd facing the light, each holding a jug of wine in his hand, the wine jar swayed slightly with the steps.

In the small pavilion by the lake, Huo Ling, Qi Shuiyan, Qi Muyue and the Huo family brothers have already arrived.The peacock flew around the beam, its gorgeous tail feathers trailing a faint light, and the double-named bird stood on one leg, with a graceful posture, double pupils facing the visitor, and bowed its long neck to salute.Jin Zi was bouncing around in the fish tank, jumping up from time to time, the water splashed, the black dragon and the walking dragon flew side by side, each wrapping around the master's wrist.

Seeing them approaching, Qi Shuiyan waved: "Brother, Afeng! Come and eat cakes!"

Qi Muyue smiled and opened the food box.

The aroma of food floated far away, Xu Feng was aroused by greedy insects, and his stomach growled twice.He took Mu Lin's hand and quickened his pace, when suddenly there was a barking sound from behind:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

When Xu Feng looked back, the first thing that hit his eyes was a few bright lights.

But after a while, the bright color on the horizon faded, and the sky turned dark blue.The navy blue is deep and quiet, and it becomes brighter against the light, as if it has caught the brightest star in the night sky, or gathered a pool of fireflies, and those clusters of light flashed and twinkled, and quickly approached them.

He Li, Mu and his party each carried a string of immortal lamps in their hands, walking quickly and steadily.The Sirius couldn't wait any longer, it held a wooden stick in its mouth, and the fairy lamp that was about to be shaken to pieces was worn on the top of the wooden stick, and rushed towards the small pavilion.

The big dog galloped like the wind.But in the blink of an eye, a large black and white ball jumped into the small pavilion.

Both Xu Feng and Mu Lin thought that Sirius was going to attack Xu Feng again.Xu Feng habitually dodged to the side, and Mu Lin stepped forward to block the little fox.

No one expected that the Sirius didn't rush at Xu Feng at all this time, he whined a few times at the wooden beams on the pavilion, and waited for the peacock to fly down, then hung the fairy lamp around the peacock's neck.

Xu Feng: "...?"

Xu Feng and Mu Lin were still in a daze, while He Li, Mu and his party had already stepped into the pavilion.

"Brother."

Now, the eight inner disciples are all here.

After everyone greeted each other, Mu Xingxing and He Li distributed the immortal lamps to everyone, then walked in front of Qi Shuiyan, took out the last orange fairy lamp, and handed it to her.

Qi Shuiyan held the lamp in both hands, her face was outlined with a soft outline by the light, she bent her eyes: "Brother, thank you."

"No, no thanks." He Li's face turned red all of a sudden, "Let's go and put the lights on."

Some of the people were eating cakes, and some had already gone to light the lamps.Mu Lin and Xu Feng ordered five of them, and they were full in their hands, and every step was bathed in light.

Their gazes passed over the backs of Huo Ling and Qi Muyue, side by side, He Li's red face and Qi Shuiyan's smile, the puffed cheeks of the Huo family brothers, Mu Xingxing standing quietly looking at the sky, The slapstick or well-behaved spirit beasts finally stayed on the distant mountains.

They avoided the excitement, bypassed the kiosk, and walked behind a bush.

The wind blows, and not far away, four fairy lanterns have fallen into Xiaojing Lake, swinging towards the center of the lake.

The living put up lanterns, drifting with the waves is for praying, and riding the wind to go away is for nostalgia.

Mu Lin and Xu Feng looked at each other, a flash of light flashed in their palms, and the fairy lamp rose slowly and floated into the air.

【Mother, I miss you very much. 】

【Senior, this way you don't have to be afraid of the dark...】

The two fairy lamps flew higher and higher, farther and farther away, and the light gradually became smaller, carrying their memories and greetings, and flew to the unknown void.

They joined hands, shoulder to shoulder, looking at the two fairy lamps going away, until they were out of sight, they bent down and squatted down tacitly.

The bushes were dense, one person tall, their figures were blocked, and they couldn't be found unless they approached.The two leaned tightly, holding hands together, and placed two more fairy lamps.

These two fairy lamps are exactly the same, the same size, the same style, the same pattern, and even the small hole where the red string goes through is in the same place.Xu Feng tied the red wires of the lamp head together and put the fairy lamp into the water.

The water rippled and swayed in circles.Pulled by the red wire, the two lights will never be separated or extinguished no matter what.

Xu Feng looked at the two balls of light entangled with each other, getting closer and closer to the center of the lake, and raised the corners of his lips.

"A Lin..." He tilted his head.

At the same moment, as if feeling the induction, Mu Lin also turned his head sideways.

The four eyes are facing each other, and everything is quiet.

There seemed to be water in the eyes, the handsome face moved closer, and the breath slid over his cheeks like feathers, and then, the warm breath moved up, and the two petals touched his forehead softly.

Mu Lin didn't say anything, just kissed Xu Feng lightly, with gentle eyes.

There was a slight numbness in his forehead, and Xu Feng was stunned.

But before he could respond, Mu Lin pulled away.He put his arms around Xu Feng's neck, showing a bright and proud smile: "Mine."

"Well, mine."

Xu Feng blinked, smiled and kissed her.

The author has something to say: When Ah Lin finally changed from cutting trees to planting trees, our main text should also be over~

First of all, about this article: It was an amazing (aoye) journey that took half a year.I have been happy, sad, excited, bald, continued to abuse (?) while crying, and twirled around in joy.The apprehension when opening the pit, the touch and encouragement when receiving messages and Bawang tickets, the panic when I feel that the rhythm is wrong, the occasional card card is not bad (?), I really can’t finish writing the guilt when I am interrupted, the first time in my life The excitement of receiving Sham Shui once, the collapse of Calvin, the sourness when writing the bgm in my mind to the climax, and the depression when being questioned... For me, this article made me feel all the emotions Over and over again, the intuitive feeling at the end is that the body is hollowed out and needs a good rest and recuperation (/.)

It took me half a year from depositing the manuscript to finishing the text.Xu Feng also stayed in the book for a little more than half a year, but for Mu Lin and others, it was more than three years.The arrogant and irritable boy grew up, learned to love and forgive, learned to face life and death, learned to take responsibility, walked on the right path and never looked back, and went forward without hesitation.

It's like watching your own children grow up, and it seems like you are growing up with them. This feeling is very mysterious.

The copywriting is rather silly and sweet. At the beginning, I really wanted to write a light and sweet article.However, when it was written, Qi Yuan and Wuming appeared one by one, everyone had their own experience, their own life, I knew, ah, it was impossible to be completely relaxed... just like I was giving a speech in V In this book, love is only part of it. I still want to write a lot more about family, friendship, bondage, fate, redemption... Now it seems that although I can't hold it from time to time, I have finished writing it anyway~ Although there are many shortcomings, But there is also progress.

I won't talk about the protagonist, but I especially want to talk about Qi Yuan and Fang Qi.It can be said that they represent two views of love.When you love someone, should you pursue them desperately, or guard them silently?The ruthless sword master was supposed to be born alone, but the princess was enthusiastic and active, she abandoned the dust and entered the Tao for him, and her pursuit like moths to the flame finally melted the ice.Although he was a little selfish and ignorant, he did love him.The tragedy is more because of being born in troubled times, bad luck and fate, so I missed it.And Fang Qi (Xiao Jiu), who sees through everything and understands everything, is unwilling to embarrass Mu Wuqing from the beginning to the end.Whether it's the ruthless swordsmanship or Mu Wuqing's heartbeat, he knows it clearly, so he left twice. He wanted to go far away, but he couldn't bear the longing. guard him.

Secondly, about extra stories, revisions and new articles.There are about tens of thousands of words in the extra episode, and it will be updated every other day this week, and it will be updated every other day starting next Thursday.There will be Linfeng's sugar, Xiaojiu's memory kill, Gouzi's transformation and so on.The article will be slightly revised, some logic bugs will be corrected, and some missing plots will be added (first night??).Not surprisingly, the new article will be published in August. It is the "forced apprenticeship" article 2333 and the other one is really easy, trust me!

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