Don’t Pretend To Be the Heroine

"Hey... girl, you just disappeared in the blink of an eye. I'm still thinking about where to go, so it's here." A prospective disciple stepped forward and asked

"Hey... girl, you just disappeared in the blink of an eye. I'm still thinking about where to go, so it's here." A prospective disciple approached Wen Jing and chatted up.

Asking Jing did not answer him, but just stood quietly, with an air of being independent from the world and seeing through the red dust.

The disciple didn't answer the question when he saw the mirror, he sneered twice, put on the air and said: "Girl, I will remind you kindly, this Feixingguan is a famous and decent place. It's not good for the girl to show people with a mask. ?"

Feeling that his strength is not strong enough, the disciple pointed around again, and after attracting the crowd, he said loudly, "Is there something shameful about the girl wearing a mask?"

The people around were booing along: "Yes, that's right, isn't there something hidden?"

Meng Zhen, who was watching the fire from the other side, covered her mouth and snickered. Looking at the mirror, she was unmoved. She was determined to intervene.

"Yeah, what kind of mystery are you pretending to be? You take off the mask and give everyone peace of mind." Meng Zhen raised the corner of his mouth, looking forward to the reaction from the mirror.

Wen Jing just looked at the man helplessly, and then Yukou opened his mouth lightly: "Everyone, Jing has completely ruined his face for some reasons, and Jing did not wear this mask to hide anything, just because he didn't want to let it go. It's just that everyone sees me, and it adds to the troubles." The voice was clear and clear, and the people around her didn't want to continue to embarrass her.

Seeing this situation, Meng Zhen hated that iron is not steel, so she smiled and looked unhappy.

When asked Jingjing to see Meng Zhen's unhappy face, he immediately regretted it. He knew that she should have taken off the mask directly, and what to explain, the master was angry.

So Wenjing hurriedly remedied: "If you don't believe me, then Jing must take off his mask." After saying that, he took off his mask neatly.

Everyone took a deep breath when they looked at it.

Without him, on Wen Jing's face, scars criss-cross. Not only that, but those wounds looked bloody, as if they had only been made for a while.

In addition to the knife scar, there are many wounds on the face of the mirror, and even the lips have become two sections, how to look and how scary.

"Host, look, look at your masterpiece, it's disgusting." No, no, she didn't say that the young lady was disgusting.

Meng Zhen smiled again and nodded with satisfaction: "As expected of me, I don't believe Wenjing's appearance can still be sought after by others."

Sure enough, the crowd dispersed in disappointment, and while they were doing their own thing, they cast sympathetic glances at Wen Jing. Asking the mirror to put on the mask again on his own.

Before long, two girls in white came to lead them into the venue.

The seats outside the apprentice conference venue were filled with monks. Seeing that it was almost crowded, a drum sounded, and the apprenticeship meeting officially began.

One or two monks in white walked up to the test takers with a black stone.

Whoever walks to the front will put his hand on the stone. If the person has spiritual roots, then the stone will emit corresponding light according to the attributes of the person's spiritual roots. If there is no spiritual root, there will be no response.

When it was Meng pillow's turn, she let it go. Oh Huo, the fire element Shan Linggen, the monk in the stands suddenly became a little restless.

This is the first single spirit root in hundreds of years!

And looking at that face, she hasn't reached the best age for cultivation!

If she can be guided by a good teacher, one day, she will reach a level that is unmatched.

Originally, the peak master who asked Xinfeng planned to directly recruit Meng Zhen as a closed disciple, but Feixing Guan had nothing else. There were a lot of rules, and the rules clearly stipulated that those who passed the Apprenticeship Conference should go to the outer door for an "internship" for a year. It takes time to choose the peak gate you want to go to.

Even if he is the peak master, he cannot make an exception. Therefore, Meng pillow has not received any sweet treatment for the time being.

Seeing that there was no error between the test results and those given by the system, Meng Zhen stopped paying attention to the mirror. She already knew the properties of the mirror.

Water Wood Wind Three Spiritual Roots, average aptitude.

Blackstone can only detect spirit roots. So what they didn't know was that Wenjing had the Nine Spirits Sword Body, and her aptitude in sword training was unparalleled in the world.

Meng Zhen sighed secretly, asking that the mirror can be cultivated to the realm of Yuan Ying, and it is also very hard.

But now, compared to Meng Zhen's attention, Wen Jing is simply a member of the dust.

After all, in addition to poor aptitude, Wen Jing's age to "begin to practice" is also a bit older.

Fortunately, both of them became outer disciples and stayed in Feixingguan.

...

After Meng Zhen and the others figured out what they needed to do as new disciples, the night quietly gathered. Time to rest.

However, the treatment of the outer sect disciples was lower than that of the inner sect disciples. They slept in a pile, maybe a dozen of them slept on a long bed. Meng Zhen was very dissatisfied with this.

Wen Jing was familiar with the road and pulled Meng pillow to sleep on the bed against the wall.

Meng pillow was leaning against the wall, while Wen Jing was lying beside Meng pillow, separating her from the other outer disciples.

At first, the two slept well, but in the middle of the night, when everyone's breathing became slow and even, Meng Zhen got up.

Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, she secretly scattered some drugs in the air, making those disciples sleep soundly.

Although Meng Zhen and Wen Jing suppressed their strength, it seemed that they had not yet reached their Qi training, but after all, their real strength had gone there, so this drug of indiscriminate attack was ineffective against them.

"Okay, now you sit on the bed." Meng pillow ordered, and took out a silk handkerchief from his arms.

Ask Jing Yiyan got up and sat down obediently.

Because Wenjing sat cross-legged, Meng Zhen simply sat on her lap if she wanted to get closer, with her legs close to her waist.

Slowly lifting Wen Jing's mask, an ugly and scarred face was exposed in front of Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen smiled, poked the wound of the mirror with his hand, and asked casually, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Qiaojing answered quickly.

"Oh, that's how it should be. Hmm...is that wronged, being treated as ugly by others?" Meng Zhen took out a small bottle of water and used it to wet the silk handkerchief.

She was working on her hands, but her eyes were always on the mirror, and she didn't want to miss the tiny expression on her face.

"No grievance." Wen Jing said sincerely.

She didn't lie.

Meng Zhen, who realized this, was overjoyed, and she gently wiped the wound on Wen Jing's face with the moist silk handkerchief.

As she kept wiping, the wound on Wen Jing's face gradually faded and disappeared.

Throwing away the silk handkerchief, Meng Zhen couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, no matter where you are, your makeup skills will always be amazing. Who would have thought that I drew all the wounds on the mirror's face?"

"It's a waste of you to exchange points for cosmetics." Although the points used to exchange cosmetics are only a fraction of the points Meng Zhen has, why bother?

"It can't be said to be a waste. That's fine. In the future, no one should want to lift the mask of the questioning mirror." What a pity to ruin such a beautiful face.

Meng Zhen threw the veil, put both hands on Wen Jing's neck, and pushed her down on the bed: "Sleep?"

Although it is said that they do not need to sleep in this realm now, but who said that the setting for themselves now is a little ant.

"Okay." Wen Jing put on the mask again, and soon fell asleep.

...

Outer door life is very busy, not only to start learning the most basic content of immortality, but also to do some physical work, such as planting herbs, repairing the main hall and so on.

Because of his own cultivation, Meng Zhen has never been really tired, just a little tired, these days are so boring.

"Tong, is that raider still wandering around the cliff unintentionally? It's been so many days, and the fool knows that the plot has gone wrong." Meng Zhen was bored in every possible way.

Although she was assigned work to do, how boring was the job? Of course, she was given full authority to her most loyal and capable subordinate, Wen Jing.

And the mirror seems to be very familiar with these tasks, and the efficiency is very high. Such a "good helper" is useless.

The system agrees very much with Meng Zhen's evaluation of the Raiders. This Gao Yang, he can stay there without reminding him, and wishfully wait for a mirror sister to fall from the sky. It's really stupid. It seems that he still needs to push him. .

[He should leave soon to come to Feixingguan, you should pay attention to yourself and think about countermeasures. 】

"Damn, I already thought about it." Meng Zhen closed his eyes slightly proudly, lying on the branch of a tree, no longer looking at the mirror below to clean the fallen leaves.

"Oh, is that so. What's the evil way this time, let's hear it?"

Was it imprisoned and tortured to make him give up the strategy, or to provoke right and wrong to make them turn against each other?

Meng Zhen was suddenly at a loss for words, turned his head away, turned the back of his head to the mirror, and then slowly said: "Then feel sorry for yourself, let the heroine and I become Taoist partners, and then kill the strategy. just fine.”

ah? [Excuse me, is there any inevitable connection between forming a Taoist partner with the heroine and killing the raider? 】Can't Meng Zhen kill him if he doesn't marry Miss?

Meng Zhen scratched his head, thought quickly in his mind, and replied, "There must be a connection. If the heroine and I become a Taoist partner, then the attacker will be a good one if he wants to attack the heroine again. Destroyer of feelings, the accusation of the public will help me contain him.

Then think about it again, although this Master Yexing has killed countless people with a weird temper, but there is a murder motive that will make people more convincing, right? And isn't this hatred for stealing a wife the best pretense? "

Although after listening to Meng Zhen's sophistry, he still felt that the two matters had little connection, but the system had no opinion on Meng pillow's actions.

It seems to be okay to explain it so forcefully?

Seeing that the system no longer questioned, Meng Zhen was actually a little happy. But it didn't take long for Meng pillow to panic again.

Isn't it just that I have no opinion on my marriage with Wenjing? What's there to be happy about? Really stunned myself!

Meng Zhen jumped off the branch, stretched her waist and instructed Wen Jing: "Go on with your work, don't be lazy, I'll walk around first." Before Wen Jing could answer, she disappeared on the spot.

Days passed, and the life of the outer disciples was full and peaceful.

Except for Meng pillow.

These days, she implements the concept of "if you can't do it, never do it", leaving everything to the mirror to take care of, and then disappearing by herself, and she doesn't know what she's doing, in short, the turnover is in different places.

After all, Wenjing is a person in Feixingguan. Although his memory has been sealed, his body has an instinct for things big and small in Feixingguan, and he does not know how profitable it is to work.

But today it doesn't seem to fit the label of her ability, and Wenjing has been stunned several times when she was sweeping the floor.

"Why are you in a daze?" Meng Zhen had already noticed her vision, and she had been staring at objects from time to time a few days ago.

Either a bunch of peach blossoms, or a table, an open space, a pool of puddles...

Asking Jing returned to his senses and found that it was the master, and said embarrassedly: "Returning to the master, it's actually nothing, but the subordinates always feel that this place is very familiar... So I couldn't help but start to be dumbfounded."

Meng Zhen was startled, and the system consciously explained [It should be touching the scene and feeling affection, which evoked Wen Jing's memory. Looking at her like that, if there is something that she remembers deeply, she will quickly recover her memory. 】

Asking the mirror to restore memory is not very good. Meng Zhen's face froze, and it seemed that he was going to leave here as soon as possible, but he finally fell in love with a place... in the inner door...

That's all, let's make a quick decision, there shouldn't be any mistakes. Meng Zhen thought.

Looking at the mirror, Meng Zhen smiled slightly. Since time is running out, it's better to choose a day instead of hitting the sun. It's fine today, and leave immediately after the event is completed.

Meng Zhen disappeared again and again.

...

In the inner door, a man suddenly appeared on the grass covered with green weeds. It was Meng Pillow.

"Thanks to my search for the past few days, I really found a good place. The environment here is beautiful, and there are no people around. It is a place to do things." Meng Zhen sighed.

With a glowing jar in hand, she crouched down and got to work.

By the time Meng Zhen returned to Wen Jing, the sun had already set in the west and was half hidden in the mountains.

The author says:

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