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He'd been holding back a lot of fancy words, but he couldn't use them.

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It was a long, long time ago, so long that she could no longer remember many of the details.

She only remembers that she studied the family's Linglong house skills every day and every night, forgetting all about sleep and food. She came from a family with few people, even fewer girls, and her mother died early due to illness. When she was almost fifteen years old, she and her father were the only ones left in the family to depend on each other.

The Ji family's skills were famous for thousands of miles, so there was no shortage of food and clothing, but it was an indisputable fact that the family was dying. Before his death, his father said: "Tan Yin, or find a good family to marry, this craft against the heavens, do not use it in the future, and do not pass it on to your children. The Ji family has been condemned by the heavens for being in such a situation.

She listened, but did not listen to her heart, as the daughter of the Ji family, the study of the family's skills has become her instincts, she is so devoted and fervent, and has never thought about marrying, or love.

Her craftsmanship is even more skillful than her father's, and her lingerie is so small that it can fit in her sleeve and so large that it can take up thousands of hectares of land.

In heaven and earth, only those who have become immortals can open up a cave, and to do so, they need to undergo a heavenly thunderbolt, and the Ji family is just a bunch of ordinary mortals, who have the skills to open up a cave, but have not experienced the thunderbolt of those who have become immortals, which is like going against the grain of the heavens.

Like everyone else in the family, she is suffering from an incurable disease, for which there is no cure.

With her father's last words still ringing in her ears, she couldn't stop, but she was working on another piece of artifacts, different from the Linglong House, which could be big or small, she wanted to make something that had never been seen before in the world, where everything under the sun could be incorporated into it.

At the age of seventeen, she finally made four pieces of the world's only ingenious Qiankun bag, and then vomited several buckets of blood, died quietly.

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Tan Yin opened her eyes, the sun was shining outside the window, the flowers were red and the willows were green, the scenery was unfamiliar.

She stared blankly for a moment before remembering that this was the residence of a great monk. He was a strange man, and he lived in a strange place called the Hexagonal Hall. The houses of the Fox Clan are built in a very exquisite way, but half of the Hexagonal Hall is buried in the earth, and the building is divided into three floors, and it is only on the second floor that you can barely see some sunlight, but the bedrooms are on the third floor.

The courtyard in front of the hexagonal hall is not planted with trees like pines and cypresses, but instead bloomed a large area of a large area of immortal flowers, color as white as snow, the whole flower has a palm-sized, the stamens are white, I do not know what kind of species. South of the temple there is a small lake, the shore of the flowers red willow green colorful, and the temple in front of a white like a bright contrast.

The unfamiliar scenery Tan Yin did not care to watch, she last night, as if she had a dream.

She can't remember how long she hasn't dreamed, but now that she's back in the world, this body actually makes her dream.

What a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

She closes her eyes for a moment, then opens them again and gazes calmly at the soapy man who has been sitting underneath the window, and waves excitedly when he sees her finally looking at him.

"Your Highness, this is my room."Tan Yin's voice was also quiet, "I'm sleeping."

The great monk looked at her with a smile on his chin, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

"Do you sleep sitting up?"He was intrigued, but he was surprised to see that the little maid he had brought back did not lie down, but actually sat cross-legged on the bed, as if she was very powerful and mysterious.

Tan Yin replied in a particularly smooth way: "Because I envy the immortals, so I learned to do a bit of cultivation myself."

The monk blinked: "I have never heard of an immortal who sleeps sitting down."After saying that, he kindly looked at her thighs and said softly, "Are your legs numb? Why don't I carry you out of bed?"

He waited for Tan Yin to refuse, either shyly or with a strong inner strength. The great monk of the Fox Clan has always been a frivolous person, flirting with beautiful sisters is his specialty, and after encountering all kinds of refusal, his perseverance is also his specialty, and even the former monk Xin Mao could not do anything about this problem.

Tan Yin graciously extended her hand towards him, "Then thank you, Your Highness the Great Monk."

The great monk looked at her small snow-white hand dumbfounded, as if it would suddenly turn into a monster.

This ... she, she agreed so painfully! His eyes rolled chaotically from her clear face to her shoulders, then to her hair, and finally back to her hand, always feeling like he was going to lose this first game.

Reluctantly, he reached out and took her arm, pulling her farther away from her and dragging her out of bed. Why did you agree so quickly? He couldn't use all the fancy words he'd been holding back.

"Your Highness, the Great Monk."Tanyin's light voice sounded a little uncomfortable to his ears, "What do I need to do? Sweep the courtyard? Or do I need to serve you tea?"

Actually, he didn't know. As a great monk, he had always been erratic, and due to the recent disputes with the War Ghost Clan, the elders had often given him some dishonorable tasks. For two aeons now, he has never had a maid by his side, and if he doesn't need one, the elders won't give him one either.

It was only this time that the situation was special.

The big monk held his chin and thought for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, piled up with smiles and looked at her, softly said, "Why don't you help me bathe?"

He was so proud of himself, as if he was finally able to win the game back, but in the end, this calm little maid only froze for a moment, and then nodded her head quickly.

"Yes."

"..."

Most of the Fox Clan lived in this mountain outside the square, not far from Yuan City.

It is said that a long time ago, when the Fox Clan was still in its prime, they did not select mortals to work as servants, and the boundary between humans and immortals was still very clear at that time. Later on, when all the gods disappeared, their clan, which used to serve the heavenly gods, gradually withered away and became smaller and smaller, and because the mortals under the mountain admired the immortals, they gradually began to select mortals to enter the fairy cave in Fangwai Mountain to do some menial work, and now, it has even become an official matter that they have to be selected once every few years.

Perhaps for these immortals with a long life, the fresh faces that change every few years is also a way to relieve loneliness. All things are afraid of loneliness, so are human beings and so are the immortals.

There are both big and small caves for immortals, the big one being Xiangtai Mountain, whose owner is so generous that he occupies more than a dozen mountains and keeps hundreds of beautiful young men and women as his disciples, so that the mountain always has four seasons like spring. The smaller ones, such as Meishanju, are just a small mountain with a fine garden. Meishanjun does not accept any disciples, but only spirit ghosts.

Although the fox clan's Fangwai Mountain is not as bold as Xiangtake Mountain, but there are some beautiful scenery, mostly wooden bridges and flowing water, rockery for the display of immortal flowers, but also the clan belongs to the natural, year-round seasonal compliance, so this July summer is exceptionally hot.

Tan Yin walked under the sun for a while, so hot that his back is wet again.

Just now, the big monk changed his mind and said he wanted to go out for a walk, so they went from the hexagonal hall full of immortal flowers all the way south, past the small lake, through the quiet and cool bamboo forest, along the way, the big monk didn't say a word, his back seemed to be like a deflated ball of fur, and the whole person was flat down.

Tan Yin did not react to his despondency at all, and enjoyed the scenery calmly. After the wooden bridge through a rockery, only to hear the sound of water gurgling, the scenery in front of us is very different, a small belt of emerald roaches across the north and south, a number of exquisite waterfalls along the mossy boulders pouring down, flying beads spattered with jade in general, and finally returned to the pond below, the pond built a pine pavilion, and a nine-curve lingerie bridge connecting the pine pavilion and the shore.

Even though the scenery is exquisite, but at the moment the shore, the bridge is crowded with a group of girls, and then the good scenery also appears to be very contradictory.

When the monk saw the girls, his eyes immediately lit up, and the ball of gas immediately rounded up and drifted over without touching the ground. The girls were all maids of honor, some of them knew the big monk and some of them didn't, but no matter whether they knew him or not, facing such a thick skin of the big monk, it was impossible to hate him, but it was also absolutely impossible to like him, so they all chatted and laughed with him, but their eyes were all staring at the elegant and elegant white-clothed gentleman in the pavilion.

Tan Yin stood far away in the shadow of the trees, watching the big monk turn his head to laugh with this one, and then turn back to tease that one, he was the most lively in the whole place, like a big monkey.

She didn't know much about the Fox Clan, and she didn't know much about the position of the Great Monk. Is being the Great Monk of the Fox Clan such a happy thing? He is smiling all day long, he has nothing to do, he is either playing with words or touching a girl's hand, is he that happy?

She hasn't been a human being for long, but seventeen years is enough time for her to understand the depths of the human heart. What's going through his mind when he smiles and talks to you? What's going through his mind when he roguishly acts like a lout and takes advantage of you?

Maybe she's not entitled to think that way, and she's not. As long as you are a mortal, it is like wearing a lot of masks, not only on the face, but also in the heart to wear a mask, because the heart is the world's softest and hardest thing.

Tan Yin's gaze traveled down the hair of the great monk and finally settled on the black silk glove on his left hand.

She thought of many, many ways, either vicious or cruel, but in the end she only let out an inaudible sigh.

A few young maids, seeing that she was new to her, came over to talk to her and asked her, "Sister, are you also here to see Lord Tong Hua?"

Tong Hua? Tan Yin thought for a while and then remembered that she had heard of this name yesterday, was it that immortal in white? She looked towards the pine pavilion and saw that Tang Hua was inside, pouring his own drink and enjoying himself. Behind him stood two stunning maids of honor, one beautiful and the other delicate, comparing all the girls around him.

Tan Yin smiled: "I am accompanying His Highness the Great Monk to go out for a walk, and I just happened to pass by here," she said.

"Your Highness, the Great Monk?"The little maids immediately gave her a look of adoration and pity, what a poor sister, she was so good looking and looked so gentle, why did she become his maid? It's really a flower in a flower shop.

The big monk and his maids were laughing and joking outside the pavilion, and Tang Hua, who had planned to find a place where no one was around to relieve his drunkenness, finally put down his wine cup by the noise.

How could he be so unlucky as to meet the great monk returning to Fangwai Mountain? When this rascal came back, he would not be able to have a peaceful life.

"Wanqiu, Lanxuan, let's go to another place."Tong Hua let out a long sigh and decided to run away.

The three of them just left the Pine Tree Pavilion, saw the big monk with bright eyes drifting up, Tang Hua just felt his scalp hardened, so he just held his arm and gave way to him, sure enough, the next moment he jumped in front of Wanqiu, sticking to him, his voice was so gentle that it could drip out of the water.

"The next moment, he jumped in front of Wanqiu, sticking to him with a voice so soft it could drip water.

The maid named Wanqiu was actually not angry and gave him a smiling salute: "Your Highness, have you changed your mask again? I almost didn't recognize you yesterday."

Mask? Tan Yin subconsciously glanced at his face and realized that he was wearing a mask? Is there really such a beautiful mask in the world? She didn't even realize it before.

The big monk was so happy that he could hardly wag his tail, and even Tanyin felt that the words "lecherous devil" and "lecherous ghost" were engraved on his face. He touched his cheeks and his eyes smiled: "If Sister Wanqiu wants to see it, I'll take off my mask and let you see enough."

Tong Hua made a disdainful snort from his nose, here we go again! Years ago, when Wanqiu was just sent here, the big monk used this kind of rhetoric to tease her, and after three or four years, he is still using this kind of language.

Wanqiu really didn't fall for it, and laughed, "You still have a fake face underneath this fake face, don't you? You've got so many faces on your face all day long, it's really thick."

As if he didn't hear that she was scolding someone, the monk touched his own face, pulled it again, and sighed, "Huh, it seems to be quite thick.

Tong Hua really couldn't stand it and said coldly, "If you are free to fool around here, why don't you go to Elder Ding Xu, you should have gone there to register after you received your maid yesterday!

The big monk smiled lazily and said, "It's so troublesome and far away, I won't go."

Tong Hua had the urge to use foul language, and all the leisure and elegance of enjoying flowers and drinking wine was made into a mess, he sneered, "Elder Ding Xu asked me to bring a message in the morning, telling you to investigate the matter of the wind chimes blown down by the strange wind at the Frost Flower Pagoda yesterday, and to see whether it was a demonic evil or a provocation from the ghosts of warriors, and if you cannot find it out, I will strip you of your fox skin!

When the big monk heard this, he was so lazy that he lost all his bones and could not wait to paralyze on the ground: "Remember to ask Sister Wanqiu to do it herself when you peel the skin."

Tong Hua was so angry that his body shivered, he was always a favorite image, this time even the elegant and noble immortal image can not care, grabbed him by the collar towards the pond and fell, followed by whisking his sleeve away.