The clouds drooped low and the sky was dim.
Under the double eaves, rows of iron horses remained motionless.
Carved and embroidered sills, winding paths and veranda, rugged lakes and rocks stand scattered, flowers, plants, trees, branches and leaves are swaying, and the vast deep mansion is empty.
The whole mansion was silent.
In a room in the backyard, a light was like a bean, illuminating the shadows around.
The snow-green golden mandarin ducks play in the water tent are tightly tucked together. Between the colorful palace belts on both sides, a pair of mutton fat jade openwork tangled lotus plum tent hooks hang quietly, dragging out narrow and sharp shadows under the light.
In the tent, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a beech wood-covered begonia flower-painted with golden paint, covered with a scarlet quilt embroidered phoenix and peony silk quilt.
He was about to use his divine thoughts to investigate, but suddenly he felt that his body was empty and all his magic power disappeared, but he became a mortal!
After a brief shock, Pei Ling immediately came to his senses and quickly looked at the surrounding environment.
Through the snow-green tent, a black lacquered mother-of-pearl dragon playing with pearl patterns was placed beside the bed with crane legs and elephant noses. On it was a jade palace lantern with gold inlaid with flowers and bird patterns.
In addition to the palace lantern, in order to prevent disturbing and resting, a thick green gauze cover was specially covered, filtering out most of the light, leaving only a slight bright color to escape.
A few steps away from the step-drawing bed are tables, chairs, clothes hangers, screens and other objects. There are also treasure garages on it, which are decorated with jade carvings, rocks, four treasures of study, bonsai and other furnishings. The largest grid is a long sword with gilded treasures.
After a quick glance, I felt that there was a wide range of things but not crowded and noisy. It can be seen that all the objects were carefully selected and contrasted with each other, which was quite elegant.
It looks like the bedroom of a rich young man from a secular world.
However, when Pei Ling turned his gaze to the window frame opposite Baibao Grid, he immediately found that all the windows were nailed to death by wooden boards, and there was no light at all.
He frowned slightly, looked at his hands, and soon realized that this was not his body!
My memory is still there, but my body has changed. Is this a illusion?
Pei Ling thought quickly in his heart and quickly called out the system interface in his mind.
The translucent dialog box quietly shows his current situation:
Name: Pei Ling.
Race: Human race.
Gender: Male.
Identity: Holy Son of Chongming Sect.
Realm: The peak of the god transformation.
System status: Activated.
Taoist couple: Li Lieyue, Yao Qingying, Qiao Ciguang, Ji Shuang'er, Zhong Kui Jingyi, Zhou Miaoli, Lin Hanyan, Chen Yinchen, Zhao Juanjuan, Chen Jingmeng, Hongpong Bride...
Furnace: Si Hong Qingyan, Yan Minghuà, Wenren Lingse...
Select martial arts, choose spells, choose magical powers, choose duration, and practice with one click.
Everything on the system interface is as normal.
Pei Ling nodded slightly. The system should still be able to be used, but now he doesn’t know anything. It’s no different to ask for death to let the system host. He still has to collect clues first.
Thinking of this, he was about to get out of bed, but as soon as he moved, his body suddenly felt sore and soft, and a faint flower appeared in front of his eyes. The feeling of weakness was like a tide surging, as if he could not use his whole body.
This faint movement seemed to bring out some wind, causing the candlelight in the thick gauze to sway.
Suddenly, the shadows around him pulled violently, as if countless sneaky objects were awakened, silent and ferocious.
After a difficult struggle, Pei Ling finally turned over and sat up from the bed. At this time, he was so tired that he was out of breath and sweating all over his body.
This body is a sick person!
At this moment, outside the screen, there was a creaking sound, as if someone was pushing the door and entering.
Pei Ling frowned, lay down immediately, and covered the tent that he had just opened, pretending to be sleeping soundly.
Step, step, step...
The subtle footsteps sounded, and soon a slender figure turned over the screen and walked into the room.
The visitor was a girl who looked like sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a pair of maids, wearing a half-old indigo blue embroidered goose yellow branch pattern skirt. She wore a silver bracelet as thick as a finger on her wrist. She was dressed as a favored maid.
The girl was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, as if she was worried about spilling it. She walked very slowly and was cautious. The subtle lights shone on her face, but it suddenly shone a smooth mask as smooth as a mirror.
The texture of the mask seemed to be iron-like, dark and cold, polished and smooth, without any facial features or holes, making it look extremely weird.
The candle shadow swayed, and the girl walked to the shore of the step bed, gently lifted up a thread of embroidered tent, and looked inward.
Seeing Pei Ling's eyes closed, lying in the quilt, as if he was still sleeping, the girl called softly: Young Master, Young Master...
After calling out several times in a row, Pei Ling kept pretending to be asleep, without any intention of waking up.
Seeing this, the girl turned around and put the medicine on the table not far away. Then she let out a clang, but then pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and walked towards the bed step by step again.
During this process, the girl continued to whisper: Young Master, Young Master…
At this moment, Pei Ling suddenly coughed: Cough cough cough cough...
The girl immediately put away the dagger.
In the tent, Pei Ling opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the girl, and said weakly: Now... when is it?
The girl folded her hands on her lower abdomen and replied respectfully: Master, it’s ugly now. I brought the medicine to you and I will serve you now.
Pei Ling shook his head slightly and said: I don’t need to serve, I’ll drink the medicine later.If it's okay, I'll sleep for a while, you go down first.
The girl immediately bent her knees and said: Yes!
Step, step, step... With the sound of subtle footsteps that were exactly the same as when she came, she quickly walked out.
Bang.
The doors were closed, and Pei Ling was the only one left in the room.
Pei Ling's expression suddenly became cold. Judging from the girl's performance just now, she should be the young master of this family, and the other party was the maid who served him.
The maid wants to assassinate himself, the young master?
Why did the other party suddenly dare not?
After all, he is now extremely weak and his cultivation is unknown.
No matter what, you can’t drink that bowl of medicine!
Another point is that the maid's other outfits are normal, but the mask on her face is extremely strange, and she has no holes. Her aura is just a mortal. How did she act as usual?
While thinking, Pei Ling used all his strength to struggle to sit up from the bed. Then he flipped over and finally sat up against the bed post.
Hu... Hu... Hu... Pei Ling was so tired that he was breathing. He secretly used the Bone Forging Technique and the Sun Eclipse Secret Record, but none of them were of any use.
It seems that the operation of the exercise of the exercises is prohibited here.
After resting for a while, Pei Ling regained some strength. He first walked two steps on the edge of the bed. Seeing that his body could still support him, he held the bedside and walked towards the clothes hanger.
On the clothes hanger, there were a few robes scatteredly, with a complete range of robes, belts, sachets, jade, etc.
In addition, there was a mask that was exactly the same as the maid's face.
Pei Ling held the clothes hanger and rested for a while before he picked up the robe on it and put it on himself.
He is now a mortal body, and his body is so weak that he cannot catch a cold at all.
It took two quarters of an hour and took a few rests in the middle. Pei Ling finally put on all her clothes.
At this time, he gasped for a few seconds and looked at the mask that looked like a maid.
Under the double eaves, rows of iron horses remained motionless.
Carved and embroidered sills, winding paths and veranda, rugged lakes and rocks stand scattered, flowers, plants, trees, branches and leaves are swaying, and the vast deep mansion is empty.
The whole mansion was silent.
In a room in the backyard, a light was like a bean, illuminating the shadows around.
The snow-green golden mandarin ducks play in the water tent are tightly tucked together. Between the colorful palace belts on both sides, a pair of mutton fat jade openwork tangled lotus plum tent hooks hang quietly, dragging out narrow and sharp shadows under the light.
In the tent, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a beech wood-covered begonia flower-painted with golden paint, covered with a scarlet quilt embroidered phoenix and peony silk quilt.
He was about to use his divine thoughts to investigate, but suddenly he felt that his body was empty and all his magic power disappeared, but he became a mortal!
After a brief shock, Pei Ling immediately came to his senses and quickly looked at the surrounding environment.
Through the snow-green tent, a black lacquered mother-of-pearl dragon playing with pearl patterns was placed beside the bed with crane legs and elephant noses. On it was a jade palace lantern with gold inlaid with flowers and bird patterns.
In addition to the palace lantern, in order to prevent disturbing and resting, a thick green gauze cover was specially covered, filtering out most of the light, leaving only a slight bright color to escape.
A few steps away from the step-drawing bed are tables, chairs, clothes hangers, screens and other objects. There are also treasure garages on it, which are decorated with jade carvings, rocks, four treasures of study, bonsai and other furnishings. The largest grid is a long sword with gilded treasures.
After a quick glance, I felt that there was a wide range of things but not crowded and noisy. It can be seen that all the objects were carefully selected and contrasted with each other, which was quite elegant.
It looks like the bedroom of a rich young man from a secular world.
However, when Pei Ling turned his gaze to the window frame opposite Baibao Grid, he immediately found that all the windows were nailed to death by wooden boards, and there was no light at all.
He frowned slightly, looked at his hands, and soon realized that this was not his body!
My memory is still there, but my body has changed. Is this a illusion?
Pei Ling thought quickly in his heart and quickly called out the system interface in his mind.
The translucent dialog box quietly shows his current situation:
Name: Pei Ling.
Race: Human race.
Gender: Male.
Identity: Holy Son of Chongming Sect.
Realm: The peak of the god transformation.
System status: Activated.
Taoist couple: Li Lieyue, Yao Qingying, Qiao Ciguang, Ji Shuang'er, Zhong Kui Jingyi, Zhou Miaoli, Lin Hanyan, Chen Yinchen, Zhao Juanjuan, Chen Jingmeng, Hongpong Bride...
Furnace: Si Hong Qingyan, Yan Minghuà, Wenren Lingse...
Select martial arts, choose spells, choose magical powers, choose duration, and practice with one click.
Everything on the system interface is as normal.
Pei Ling nodded slightly. The system should still be able to be used, but now he doesn’t know anything. It’s no different to ask for death to let the system host. He still has to collect clues first.
Thinking of this, he was about to get out of bed, but as soon as he moved, his body suddenly felt sore and soft, and a faint flower appeared in front of his eyes. The feeling of weakness was like a tide surging, as if he could not use his whole body.
This faint movement seemed to bring out some wind, causing the candlelight in the thick gauze to sway.
Suddenly, the shadows around him pulled violently, as if countless sneaky objects were awakened, silent and ferocious.
After a difficult struggle, Pei Ling finally turned over and sat up from the bed. At this time, he was so tired that he was out of breath and sweating all over his body.
This body is a sick person!
At this moment, outside the screen, there was a creaking sound, as if someone was pushing the door and entering.
Pei Ling frowned, lay down immediately, and covered the tent that he had just opened, pretending to be sleeping soundly.
Step, step, step...
The subtle footsteps sounded, and soon a slender figure turned over the screen and walked into the room.
The visitor was a girl who looked like sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a pair of maids, wearing a half-old indigo blue embroidered goose yellow branch pattern skirt. She wore a silver bracelet as thick as a finger on her wrist. She was dressed as a favored maid.
The girl was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, as if she was worried about spilling it. She walked very slowly and was cautious. The subtle lights shone on her face, but it suddenly shone a smooth mask as smooth as a mirror.
The texture of the mask seemed to be iron-like, dark and cold, polished and smooth, without any facial features or holes, making it look extremely weird.
The candle shadow swayed, and the girl walked to the shore of the step bed, gently lifted up a thread of embroidered tent, and looked inward.
Seeing Pei Ling's eyes closed, lying in the quilt, as if he was still sleeping, the girl called softly: Young Master, Young Master...
After calling out several times in a row, Pei Ling kept pretending to be asleep, without any intention of waking up.
Seeing this, the girl turned around and put the medicine on the table not far away. Then she let out a clang, but then pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and walked towards the bed step by step again.
During this process, the girl continued to whisper: Young Master, Young Master…
At this moment, Pei Ling suddenly coughed: Cough cough cough cough...
The girl immediately put away the dagger.
In the tent, Pei Ling opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the girl, and said weakly: Now... when is it?
The girl folded her hands on her lower abdomen and replied respectfully: Master, it’s ugly now. I brought the medicine to you and I will serve you now.
Pei Ling shook his head slightly and said: I don’t need to serve, I’ll drink the medicine later.If it's okay, I'll sleep for a while, you go down first.
The girl immediately bent her knees and said: Yes!
Step, step, step... With the sound of subtle footsteps that were exactly the same as when she came, she quickly walked out.
Bang.
The doors were closed, and Pei Ling was the only one left in the room.
Pei Ling's expression suddenly became cold. Judging from the girl's performance just now, she should be the young master of this family, and the other party was the maid who served him.
The maid wants to assassinate himself, the young master?
Why did the other party suddenly dare not?
After all, he is now extremely weak and his cultivation is unknown.
No matter what, you can’t drink that bowl of medicine!
Another point is that the maid's other outfits are normal, but the mask on her face is extremely strange, and she has no holes. Her aura is just a mortal. How did she act as usual?
While thinking, Pei Ling used all his strength to struggle to sit up from the bed. Then he flipped over and finally sat up against the bed post.
Hu... Hu... Hu... Pei Ling was so tired that he was breathing. He secretly used the Bone Forging Technique and the Sun Eclipse Secret Record, but none of them were of any use.
It seems that the operation of the exercise of the exercises is prohibited here.
After resting for a while, Pei Ling regained some strength. He first walked two steps on the edge of the bed. Seeing that his body could still support him, he held the bedside and walked towards the clothes hanger.
On the clothes hanger, there were a few robes scatteredly, with a complete range of robes, belts, sachets, jade, etc.
In addition, there was a mask that was exactly the same as the maid's face.
Pei Ling held the clothes hanger and rested for a while before he picked up the robe on it and put it on himself.
He is now a mortal body, and his body is so weak that he cannot catch a cold at all.
It took two quarters of an hour and took a few rests in the middle. Pei Ling finally put on all her clothes.
At this time, he gasped for a few seconds and looked at the mask that looked like a maid.
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