What should we do?

With that in mind, she turned her gaze to the side to see if there was anything interesting around her.

Just as her eyes scanned the door, she snapped.

At the door, a young man dressed in white was kneeling with his head down.

He didn't look very old, he was a little thin, and he looked a little thin when he knelt there in white.

Ye Chuijin opened his mouth.

Needless to say, this is the one who called her master softly just now.

He didn't say a word after shouting just now, Ye Chuijin thought that he was already gone, but he didn't expect it to be still there.

Could it be that he was kneeling there since just now?

That's not a short time.

For some reason, at such a distance, Ye Chuijin could still clearly see a thin layer of sweat on the young man kneeling at the door.

"You ......"

Hearing her speak, the young man did not look up, but only picked up the wooden plate in front of him again, and raised it respectfully above his head.

"Master, the Izumo tea you wanted."

There is a small tea leaf on the wooden plate, and it seems that you can smell the faint fragrance of tea just by looking at it.

Ye Chuijin didn't know who the original owner was, and what the identity of the young man in front of him was.

So she could only nod, in line with the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes: "Let it go there." ”

After she finished speaking, the young man paused, as if he didn't expect to be let go so easily.

But he didn't say anything, he just stood up, hung his head and laid the wooden plate on the table, and then withdrew silently.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Chuijin frowned.

When the boy had gone out, she got out of bed, walked to the table, picked up a piece of tea and smelled it.

The light fragrance comes from the tea leaves, and just smelling it has a refreshing effect.

The young man just now called her Master......

Ye Chuijin turned around and walked around the room, looking at the Dao talisman on the table and the Heart Sutra on the shelf, and finally confirmed.

She is not wearing an ancient saying, nor is she a martial artist.

She wore it into the Xianxia interface......

It's the kind of biubiubiu sword qi flying, cuacuacua sword flying in the fairy world.

Ye Chuijin looked up at the sky and felt that there were often tears in his eyes.

The Xianxia interface is more compatible with her who has no memory of the original owner.

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Ye Chuijin originally thought that these three days would be difficult, but in fact, it was probably because the general concept of time of people who cultivated immortals was relatively unusual, and in the past three days, except for the young man who came to bring her tea, no one had ever stepped into her room, and time passed as smoothly and quickly as flowing water.

And the young man knelt at the door respectfully every time waiting to bring her tea, and he never moved if she didn't speak, and the well-behaved ones were distressing.

Ye Chuijin passed three days so plainly, and when the familiar system sound came back, she was still a little stunned.

And that's the end of it?

She didn't do anything in the past three days???

After the system returned, the first voice prompted her: [The degree of OOC (human collapse) set by the host of the detection path reaches 30%, please correct the attitude of the host and correct the OOC set by the person!] 】

Ye Chuijin: [......]

She was wronged, she didn't do anything! She honestly lies in the house! Didn't go out at all! How can it be broken!

How does the electronic sound of the system sound a little schadenfreude: [Do you receive memories? 】

Ye Chuijin: [...... Pick up! 】

She doesn't believe it, she can collapse without doing anything?!

After accepting all the memories, Ye Chuijin was silent.

She's really broken......