Large-Scale Social Death Scene

Zheng Ziheng smiled: “What’s your name, Junior Brother?”

Shen Leyan had been in Yunxi Sect for more than a month, and had heard that Zheng Ziheng was very popular in the sect.

Firstly, he was the first disciple of the Sect Master, and he was gifted. Secondly, he had a handsome appearance and a modest temperament. Half of the female disciples in Yunxi Sect, and half of the male disciples who were interested in men and women, had a good impression of Senior Brother Zheng.

When he spoke to him at this time, the eyes of the outer disciples around him gathered around him.

Shen Leyan: “…”

[Social phobia has surfaced. ]

[Why did Senior Brother Zheng suddenly come to find me? ]

On the way to the village during the day, the outer disciples took turns to rest on the donkey cart.

Now, in order to leave a good impression on Senior Brother Zheng, the senior brothers and sisters are walking.

Only he was sitting on the donkey cart stupidly because he was worried about finding a reason to avoid the spiritual root test. He did not find any abnormalities and sat stupidly on the donkey cart.

[…I am the only one who is lazy, so it is right to find me. ]

Shen Leyan sighed secretly. He sat up straight, put on a dignified and obedient expression on his face, and honestly reported his name.

Zheng Ziheng nodded, and asked him where he lived and when he came to Yunxi Sect.

He answered them truthfully one by one.

 This body is very similar to before he transmigrated. Both of them became orphans when their families met with misfortunes when they were young, and were adopted by others. Even their ages are the same.

“I was taken in by Yunxi Sect when I was twelve years old, and I did some odd jobs such as washing clothes and cooking in the outer sect. Now six years have passed.”

He was afraid that if he described his life experience too tragically, Zheng Ziheng would feel sympathy and offer to support him, so he changed the subject.

“Although I am an orphan, I have no worries about food and clothing in Yunxi Sect, and my senior brothers and sisters treat me very well.

I have enough food and clothing every day, and I can go to class and practice calligraphy. My life is better than that of many ordinary people.”

Shen Le’s words were firm and sincere.

“Yunxi Sect is like my home. My senior brothers and sisters and teachers are like my relatives.

I still remember the teacher teaching us two days ago, teaching us… um… teaching us…”

He was sleepy in class. He listened to the class for five minutes and slept for two hours.

 He doesn’t remember what they were taught in the first two days.

[What did he teach us? ? ? What was it? ? ? ]

[Why don’t I just make up a sentence. Anyway, Senior Brother Zheng is taught by the Sect Master himself, so he definitely doesn’t know what we are learning. ]

“Taught us… taught us the rules of the sect!”

Zheng Ziheng’s eyes were gentle: “Junior Brother, the rules of the sect are usually taught in the first year of entering the sect. You have been in Yunxi Sect for seven years.”

Shen Leyan was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, Zheng Ziheng did not chase him to ask, but whispered.

“Of course, it is good to review the old and learn the new. It is also good to read the sect rules several times.”

Shen Leyan felt that his social phobia was slightly relieved, and the goosebumps on his body were a little lighter.

“Thank you, Senior Brother Zheng.”

This thank you was sincere.

 “This time, the fire in the village happened. Thanks to you for discovering the abnormality and reporting it to the sect in time. According to the sect rules, you can go to Lingxi Pavilion to test your spiritual roots again tomorrow.”

“Test my spiritual roots…” Shen Leyan lowered his eyelashes, “I have tested many times and found no spiritual roots. I won’t waste the sect’s test spiritual stones tomorrow, right?”

“I will personally host the spiritual root test tomorrow.”

“…Ah?”

“I saw that when my junior brother ran out of the ancestral hall today, your body was agile, so you should have spiritual roots. Let’s go tomorrow.”

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Shen Leyan’s forehead.

[You can see this? ! ]

[I thought why do I feel that my running speed has increased? It turns out that it is the wind spiritual root…]

He scolded the system for being unkind in his heart.

“Brother Zheng…if the spiritual roots are tested, but I don’t want to practice, is that okay?”

It was the first time that Zheng Ziheng heard such a question.

 Shen Leyan saw a moment of surprise in the other person’s eyes, but soon a warm color appeared in his brown eyes, like the spring snow that had just melted.

The top of his head was gently rubbed.

“Of course. Everyone has their own aspirations. It’s not a big deal if you don’t want to practice.”

Shen Leyan’s slightly locked brows relaxed.

[No wonder Senior Brother Zheng was written so well in the original book.]

But for some reason, after he sighed in his heart that Senior Brother Zheng was a good person, Senior Brother Zheng’s ears seemed to be slightly red.

The other person coughed lightly: “If Junior Brother doesn’t want to test his spiritual roots, you don’t have to go tomorrow.”

Before Shen Leyan responded, he saw Zheng Ziheng loosen the reins of the donkey and turned away.

The pace seemed to be much faster than before, with a hint of panic in the calmness and a sense of haste in the rules.

Shen Leyan: “?”

At dawn, they returned to Yunxi Sect. 

He didn’t feel it on the way, but as soon as he saw the familiar house in the distance, and thought of the soft mattress and warm quilt on the bed, he was suddenly overwhelmed by sleepiness.

Shen Leyan was too lazy to take a shower or eat anything, he just wanted to fall into the quilt and fall asleep.

It was not yet time for the morning class. Most of the disciples were still asleep, and only the patrolmen were on the road.

Seeing them coming back, the patrolling disciples immediately bowed and saluted.

“Hello, Senior Brother Zheng.”

Zheng Ziheng saluted in return.

“My fellow disciples, thank you for your hard work on the fire in the village. I will ask for leave for everyone from today’s class. Go and have a good rest first.”

Everyone responded “Okay”.

Shen Leyan was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and he walked towards his house in a daze. As he walked, he heard the patrolling disciples around him seem to be talking about something.

 He vaguely heard his own name and pricked up his ears slightly.

“Hey… that sound transmission note last night was Shen Leyan’s voice, right?”

“Absolutely! I live next door to Shen Leyan. I’ve met him several times. I will definitely not mistake his voice.”

“What is his relationship with the sect master? He dared to call the sect master’s name last night…”

“I don’t know… Could it be that the son of a noble family came to study in Yunxi Sect under an assumed name?”

Shen Leyan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his hand to scratch his messy black hair and yawned slowly.

Muttered to himself: “It seems I need to wash my hair…”

When he stepped over the steps, he stumbled and almost fell.

After Shen Leyan stood firm, he squatted down and rubbed his knees.

He whispered to comfort himself: “It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt…”

Several patrolling disciples: “…”

“I don’t think he is a disciple from a noble family.”

Disciples of noble families should be like Brother Zheng.

“But the power of the sound transmission talisman yesterday was really great. It actually broke the mountain protection formation of the sect directly. The sound spread throughout the Yunxi Sect. I thought it was a demon attack when I heard it in my dream.”

“And the sect master actually sacrificed the Jiang Xue Sword and sent Brother Zheng to deal with it… Now everyone in the sect knows his name.”