Chapter 291 Polite Xuan Che
The impact of opening the door on the parties involved was huge - whether they were standing outside the door or inside the door, they were all a little confused at that moment.
In fact, the handsome young man standing outside the door reacted even more strongly. After a moment of shock, the expression on his face became wonderful. A kind of mental outlook of life entering a revolving lantern emerged spontaneously, and he was already immersed in memories, and the memories were obviously not beautiful pictures - beams of the house, copper-headed leather belts, things spinning like gyroscopes, human heads in the alchemy furnace and so on.
As the young man across the door started to reminisce, Yu Sheng's story also began to revolve.
The scene he recalls is similar to the other person's, except that he is from a third-person perspective.
Then they both reacted at the same time, and tacitly took half a step back, standing across the door with serious faces thinking about life and organizing their thoughts.
To be honest, Yu Sheng had the urge to close the door at that moment. Although he had considered various outrageous possibilities when the "Four Thousand Evil Disciples" said they would send someone to visit him, the fact that the "senior brother" opposite him showed up directly at his doorstep early in the morning was a bit beyond his psychological preparation. However, this impulse only lasted for a second, and then he relied on his great sense of responsibility, strong willpower, calm attitude towards life and fearlessness of death to restrain the idea of closing the door.
It mainly depends on not being afraid of death.
But the subsequent development of events was obviously different from what he expected.
The handsome young man opposite the door finally understood (although no one knew what he understood), and took a small step back, then suddenly raised his hands and bowed, bowing, a big bow that directly confused Yu Sheng -
"Junior, I am Xuan Che, a disciple of Yuan Ling Zhenren from Qianfeng Lingshan. Nice to meet you... um, nice to meet you, the master."
When he mentioned the name for Sheng, he was obviously stuck, as if he was not sure how to address the person in front of him. In the end, he just used the simple and straightforward yet a bit strange name "expert".
Yu Sheng’s reaction was even simpler—he was still confused.
But fortunately, someone nearby reacted quickly. Irene (probably the one with Ou) saw this and stepped forward to poke Yu Sheng's calf, muttering in a low voice: "Hey, hey, hey, it seems there is no murderous intent!"
"Oh, oh," Yu Sheng suddenly came to his senses, his thoughts racing in his head, and he was already responding to the "guest", "Xuan Che, right? I heard your master mention this name, so... come in first, come in and tell me."
Then he saw two people standing outside the door. They were the two Secret Service agents who were in charge of the express delivery station. They were looking at the scene in front of them with curiosity and confusion. They probably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but they didn't dare to step forward to ask. Yu Sheng waved to them and said, "...Would you like to come in and sit together?"
One of the Secret Service agents immediately waved his hands: "Ah, no, no, we have other things to do."
"Um, yes, our noodles are ready..."
With these words, the two Secret Service agents trotted away.
Irene poked Yu Sheng's calf again: "Is the Secret Service deducting meal allowances? Why do these two eat instant noodles in the room every day?"
“How would I know!” Yu Sheng replied, and continued to greet him with a fake smile, and invited the general who called himself “Xuan Che” into his home.
The atmosphere was a bit weird throughout the whole process, but at least the guests entered the house.
Then Yu Sheng discovered that this "Xuan Che" seemed to be more nervous than him.
Xuan Che was indeed very nervous. From the moment he entered the room, he knew that his polite attitude was correct.
The universe is created by itself.
There was just an ordinary-looking door separating him, but the residence inside the door was actually an independent "realm". His spiritual awareness, which could usually cover mountains, forests, and cities and penetrate illusions, was directly cut off from the outside world here. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he felt seemed to be operating independently only in this small house - not to mention that there was a strange atmosphere everywhere. Some doors seemed close at hand, but when he closed his eyes, they seemed far away in the sky. The hall seemed only a few feet away, but in the blink of an eye he felt as if he was standing in an endless wilderness, with endless space in front, behind, left and right.
Frankly speaking, the atmosphere here reminded him of a foreign land, but the integrity and independence of this "foreign land" were obviously not quite right - and what made him even more uneasy was some weirdness that was even deeper.
He vaguely realized that this "cave" visible to the naked eye seemed not to be the whole place. Everything in front of him seemed to be just the "tentacles" of a larger thing that evolved in front of his mortal body. And there was an even larger "structure" that he could not understand, hidden right under his nose.
The master's words of advice before leaving suddenly rang in my mind -
"Xuan Che, you have extraordinary talent, but your cultivation is still shallow - when you are with a master, don't listen or look at anything you don't want to hear."
He suddenly started to wake up, and looked at his nose, his mouth, and his heart. All his thoughts were brought back to his senses, and he became more cautious.
Yu Sheng was carrying two cans of Coke from the refrigerator and placing them on the coffee table.
"This is all I have here," Yu Sheng put the Coke in front of Xuan Che, and then his face looked a little embarrassed, "Hey, to entertain a 'cultivator' like you, I think we should get some tea or something, don't you usually drink this kind of..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the young man in front of him say thank you, open the pull ring very skillfully and take a bite, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"Master doesn't usually let us drink too much of this," Xuan Che had adjusted his state by now. Seeing Yu Sheng's friendly attitude, he also relaxed. "He said that this kind of thing affects the way of alchemy."
Yu Sheng didn't react for a moment: "Can drinking Coke affect the trajectory?"
"It's the way of alchemy," Xuan Che explained quickly, "It affects the refining of the elixir. You can't drink it before entering the alchemy room."
Yu Sheng: “…Why?”
"Because I will burp," Xuan Che said seriously, "and my operation will be deformed at the critical moment - although I think the impact is not big, it is the master's teaching after all, so I still have to listen to it when refining the pill."
Yu Sheng didn't expect it to be such a realistic reason, but he didn't say it. He felt that the atmosphere eased up immediately...
After calming down, he finally had the nerve to bring up some embarrassing "past events": "Ahem, well, sorry - last time with the alchemy furnace, something went wrong on my end, and I really didn't expect that we would meet again under these circumstances..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man in front of him tremble slightly.
It seems that the aftertaste of the copper-head leather belt is still there.
However, the other party quickly adjusted his expression: "You are too serious. A master like you must do things for the benefit of the people. How can I, a junior, care about it..."
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It would have been better if he didn't say it. Once he said it, Yu Sheng became even more embarrassed.
"Don't call me younger than you - I'm not even necessarily older than you," Yu Sheng tried to change the subject, "We are equals, equals..."
In fact, he felt that he had taken advantage. After all, the person in front of him was a cultivator. Although he looked to be in his twenties, who knew how old he was...
The "young man" on the other side was quite serious: "How can this be? You are with my master and friends, I have to behave like a junior in front of you."
"Let's talk about our own things - I'll just call you Xuan Che, and you can just call me Yu Sheng," Yu Sheng said quickly, and without waiting for the other party to react, he raised his hand to introduce them, "The one next to me is Irene, the one on the other side is also Irene, the one squatting on the windowsill and the one lying on the TV cabinet are also Irene... These are all her 'clones'."
Xuan Che had just noticed a bunch of Irenes in the living room, but he obviously hadn't been embarrassed to ask, so he hurriedly greeted the little doll politely. At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs. Hu Li yawned and walked down from the second floor. Halfway down, he saw a stranger in the house. His eyes widened slightly and looked at Yu Sheng: "My benefactor, are there guests?"
"Oh, it's a guest from Qianfeng Lingshan - the Qianfeng Lingshan who helped you investigate your background before. His name is Xuan Che, and he is a disciple of Yuanling Zhenren." Yu Sheng stood up again and introduced, "This is Hu Li, you should know her..."
"I know, I know." Xuan Che smiled and raised his hand to salute Hu Li, "Xuan Che from Qianfeng Lingshan, I greet the Immortal from another world..."
"Why are you so polite to everyone?" Yu Sheng finally couldn't help it, "Relax a little."
When Xuan Che heard this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly in his heart - what can he do? There is no one in this room that he can see through! Even those mechanical puppets that looked no bigger than medicine jars were a mass of unfathomable cold black mist in his spiritual sense. Hu Li who came down the stairs was a ball of blazing molten fire that he couldn't see directly with his spiritual sense. As for Yu Sheng... this master was even more outrageous.
He couldn't "see" the other person at all.
It can be seen by the naked eye, but when the spiritual consciousness scans over it, it is just a black hole, a human-shaped black hole, as if a piece was directly dug out from the "world". A black hole without life or death is standing there. There must be something in the hole, but what it is cannot be seen at all.
Moreover, this black hole was chatting and laughing with him, which made him relax.
Xuan Che once again suppressed his spiritual sense, trying not to "see" the true appearance behind the anthropomorphic creatures in the room, but to be honest this was not easy - after all, as the most talented young disciple of Qianfeng Lingshan's generation, it had become a habit for him to keep his spiritual sense outward at all times.
The only lucky thing is that these "anthropomorphisms" are indeed quite friendly.
Just as the master judged before leaving -
Anyone who can face the dark angel and defeat it cannot be a human.
But “they” are clearly on the side of “people.”
Fortunately.
(End of this chapter)
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