Chapter 19 Reminiscing
"Ning Mingmei, I haven't seen you for ten years. You have become more interesting." The man said, "You just pretended not to know me, huh?"
Someone touched the end of Ning Mingmei's hair.
"Why did you cut off even your hair?" the man said.
Ning Mingmei asked: "Who are you?"
The man said calmly: "After ten years of seclusion, you don't even recognize your old friends?..."
"Ning Ming Mei."
If he had only made a third guess just now, Ning Mingmei could now basically confirm the identity of the old friend.
An old friend from Changle Gate, a puppet. It seems that this "reborn" medical practitioner is the "old friend" who lurked in Qingji Sect and exposed Ning Mingmei's life experience.
That is Ning Mingmei’s undergraduate classmate.
The system read Ning Mingmei's thoughts and was shocked: "Although this is important information and cannot be spoiled, I want to tell you that he is extremely dangerous!"
Ning Mingmei: "He and I are both outstanding graduates of Changle Sect. I relied on being an academic Daji to get into the world's number one sect and become a Yangtze River Scholar. As his senior, he studied hard but failed the postgraduate entrance examination three times. It's normal for him to hate me."
Could you please stop adding some weird settings to help people understand the world? The system is helpless.
Ning Mingmei frowned and looked back. In the deep and secluded path, the man in black clothes and white moth mask stood there like a dead branch stuck in the ground.
The white mask is a blood-sucking moth resting on a dead branch.
"It's you." Ning Mingmei said, "You are here."
Seeing Ning Mingmei looking at him, the man said, "Yes, it seems that you have not forgotten those years in Changle Sect. The Sword-wielding Elder of Qingji Sect."
Ning Mingmei said: "I can't forget it even if I want to."
Someone poked his head out from the gap. It turned out to be Xuezhu who was hiding behind the screen. Ning Mingmei frowned and asked, "Are you sure we want to talk here?"
Even through the mask, Baimian could imagine Ning Mingmei frowning slightly and looking uncomfortable.
When he left Qingji Sect ten years ago, Baimian already regarded Ning Mingmei as a useless piece of trash. It's really funny that he is a cauldron with such a background and yet he is so self-righteous as to be a loyal dog of Qingji Sect.
But the current Ning Mingmei made him want to tease him a little.
Baimian couldn't tell what was different, he just felt that after not seeing Ning Mingmei for ten years, he seemed to have changed - for example, the cut hair. This made him willing to give him some time. He said, "Can't stand being seen standing with me? The high and mighty elder of the Qingji Sect. I thought you would hide in that snow cave for the rest of your life."
Ning Mingmei said: "Brother, let's talk alone. Now that I'm here, I'm... already here."
Having not figured out what to say next, Ning Mingmei remained calm and spoke some nonsense literature.
Hearing the word "brother", Baimian's frown seemed to soften a little: "Okay. Where do you want to go to talk?"
Ning Mingmei said: "Brother, I want to see where you live now, what is it like."
Baimian sneered and closed the door that Xuezhu was peeping through. Ning Mingmei said to the system, "The people here are really weird. When they are called 'Senior Brother', they act as if they have heard something good. It's not like that over here. When I'm called 'Senior Brother', I know it."
System: “Know what?”
Ning Mingmei: "Nothing good. Either they ask me for ready-made experimental data, or they ask me for ready-made papers to copy, or they write a crappy program and ask me to help debug it. Junior sisters are a bit polite, but junior brothers are all unconvincing. They also remind me of the fact that I delayed graduation for seven and a half years."
system:……
So when Ning Mingmei called Master Qi "senior brother", was there any warmth in his heart?
It has been many years since I felt like a junior fellow student. Now that I come here, I really miss it a little.
Another senior brother, as long as he can be used, he can be called senior brother. Ning Mingmei, who was once a senior brother whose graduation was delayed and who was used to having his junior brothers and sisters assigned to him by his tutor to do the second work, felt no psychological pressure at all about calling someone his senior brother.
Baimian led him along a path that became increasingly remote. Finally, he pushed open a door.
This is the room with hundreds of faces.
It's more of a studio than a room. The bed only occupies a small part of the room, and the larger part belongs to the dolls and masks.
Ning Mingmei only found one chair to sit on. Baimian turned around and saw him standing there, staring at the puppet.
"What is it looking at?"
Ning Mingmei: "Brother sleeps with his research subject. He is so energetic, I am ashamed of myself. Now that I have come out of seclusion, I have a hunch that I will get along better with Brother."
Those who can sleep in the laboratory are all academic tough guys. If I can bring him under my academic system, my career in pursuing the male protagonist will grow stronger and stronger.
The system feels very scared. I don’t know if it’s because of this weird room or because of this weird Ning Mingmei.
This time, there was no need for Ning Mingmei to urge the system, and it started scanning and working - mainly because Ning Mingmei scared it too much. It must do something, give something, to feel at ease.
Soon, it reported to Ning Mingmei: "There is a secret door behind the painting, and inside the secret door is a secret room. Inside the secret room is a studio and Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang are soaking in it. In addition, don't drink the tea he makes for you, because there is something in it."
Ning Mingmei: "Very good, system, you have grown. Remember your original intention at this moment, which will be very helpful for your future academic career. But I have to point out one thing, your report this time has no format, no one, two, three, and primary and secondary. Pay attention to it next time."
...Ning Mingmei should really be left to die.
Baimian sat opposite Ning Mingmei, holding his chin with one hand and said, "How do you know that we get along well?"
Ning Mingmei: "Being able to meet Brother again means we are totally compatible."
Ning Mingmei was talking to Baimian in an official tone while asking the system questions: "Is there any restriction on the secret door?"
System: "Yes. It's a bit complicated."
Ning Mingmei: "Okay. Find me a way to break the ban."
system:?
Wait, this is your business, right?
Ning Mingmei: "I have completed the mission so far. You won't watch me fail, will you? I haven't learned anything about prohibitions. Hurry up and do it. I will go to see the hero after you finish it."
Why does this sentence include a cake at the end? But for a system that truly does not forget its original intention, this pie is a fatal temptation.
The system was hanging on by a thread, but it worked tirelessly to decipher the code. Deciphering the code takes time, so Ning Mingmei continues to deal with Bai Mian.
Baimian makes tea for Ningmingmei. His movements were skillful and graceful, as smooth as flowing water. In the aroma of tea, he said: "But here, I thought you would never come."
Ning Mingmei didn't know what had happened. But he said: "Today, what can't I face? I suddenly realized a saying, 'A true warrior dares to face the blood and the bleak life.'"
Baimian looked at him with narrow eyes: "Yes, in the past, I carried three swords on my back and rescued you from here when you were abducted from Changle Gate. You were still a child, and so was I."
Ning Mingmei nodded: "Yes, I was so scared that I cried."
Seeing Baimian's lack of reaction, Ning Mingmei added: "In my heart."
In Ning Mingmei's heart, only the system was crying.
Ning Mingmei asked the system in his heart: "How long will it take to crack it?"
System: "Almost done. Working on it."
In the future, we must train the system on the correct way of reporting. This sentence is one of the answers about project progress that is "most hated by instructors".
"What's wrong with your hair?" Baimian asked again, with cold malice in his words, "Why, I've only heard of women cutting their hair to curse their husbands to die early and to sever all ties with their husbands' families."
Ning Mingmei said, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that year, I secluded myself for ten years, and my thoughts gradually became clear. After I came out, I cut my hair as well."
"Is that so?" Baimian said.
There was silence between the two for a while. Baimian handed the teacup to Ning Mingmei: "Junior brother, try it. It's the Wuyi Narcissus you like."
Ning Mingmei knew that Baimian and he were both in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and they were wary of each other's strength. He would never attack him easily.
Although I don't know what's in this tea, I absolutely cannot drink it, but at the same time, I can't turn my back on it. Ning Mingmei urged the system to check the progress: "How much have you done?"
The system still remembered to remind Ning Mingmei in its busy schedule: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it. Just take your time normally! Divert his attention and don't let him find out that I'm cracking it."
What's going on? It's an electric shock system, but because it was tied up by Ning Mingmei, it became his nanny.
Ning Mingmei: "I'm not good at small talk. I'll talk to him about research directions."
Ning Mingmei then said, "Brother, your puppets are getting better and better. They are lifelike. I admire your craftsmanship very much. Speaking of craftsmanship, I think of a story."
"What story?" Bai Mian asked when he was interrupted from serving tea.
Ning Mingmei said calmly, "Once there were several craftsmen from the human world who came to Qingji Sect to repair the sewer. Decades later, the sewer needed to be repaired, but those craftsmen had passed away. Sect Leader Qi, hoping for a lucky break, contacted the descendants of those craftsmen. The descendants of the craftsmen said, look for it at the entrance of the sewer. Soon, Sect Leader Qi and his men found an oil-paper bag at the entrance. The bag contained spare materials, all brand new."
Ning Mingmei said: "Senior brother's puppet reminds me of the craftsman in the human world who repaired the sewer!"
"Really?" Baimian narrowed his eyes, but his expression gradually became gloomy. "Interesting, did Qi Miancheng tell you that?"
Ning Mingmei nodded calmly. Qi Miancheng's reputation was damaged. He continued, "Yes. Qi Miancheng also told me another story. When he was a child, he was practicing sword and accidentally chopped down a cherry tree..."
He took the initiative to tell Master Wuwei and obtained his forgiveness. Therefore, he defeated Yin Xisheng and became the next leader of Qingji Sect.
Ning Mingmei didn't have the chance to finish telling this chicken soup story about head replacement. Because Baimian smiled: "It is lifelike. If not, I wouldn't have been able to trick you with a puppet and sneak into Qingji Sect ten years ago... right?"
Why is this person still trying to sabotage others when chatting?
Ning Mingmei was very calm: "It shows that Senior Brother has superb skills."
Baimian said: "You have never been interested in puppets in the past. When you were in Changlemen, you were different from others. Other furnace tripods were practicing Changchun skills, waiting to find a good master for themselves. Only you practiced swordsmanship silently. Now that I think about it, you are really a good dog of Qingji Sect."
There was a hint of sarcasm in these words. Ning Mingmei said, "I will learn swordsmanship, my senior brother will learn medicine, and others will do housework. We all have a bright future."
The first cup is dedicated to my senior brother, to his success in his career and his fame… Oh, now is not the time to toast, this tea is poisonous.
"Junior brother, your words are becoming more and more incomprehensible. Founding Changle Sect. Do you really think that they founded Changle Sect to give Lu Ding a way out? The so-called Lu Ding is just their tool? Oh, if it weren't for the Liaoyuan Clan back then..."
There was something interesting in Baimian's words, Ning Mingmei listened carefully. But Baimian quickly stopped talking: "But Junior Brother."
He suddenly leaned forward, his lips brushing against Ning Mingmei's ear: "Do you want to know the secret of how Senior Brother makes dolls? Why are they exactly like humans? Why are they so lifelike..."
I have never seen researchers willing to share new ideas, especially before publishing a paper. There must be something fishy going on here.
Ning Mingmei said: "Brother, this is your intellectual property. I don't need to listen to it now. If you are so careless, it will be easy for others to copy you."
Baimian: ...
This is another unprecedented answer.
Silence again.
The system didn't wait for Ning Mingmei to urge it: "Half done, half done."
It took so long to get half of it done.
Ning Mingmei started to find a topic again: "Senior Brother, have you lived here all these years?"
Baimian: "The whole world is my home."
Ning Mingmei: "How do they treat you? How much do you get a month? Do you have insurance if you get hurt? Do you provide accommodation and meals?"
Baimian: ...
Baimian replied casually. Then, suddenly, he laughed.
"Junior brother, you asked me so many questions and it seems that you care about me very much. It is worth it for me to make a special trip to Qingji Sect to tell you the truth." Baimian said.
The system interrupted again in the midst of its busy schedule: "What's wrong with you? You always ask about these boring topics. Research, salary, etc. No wonder people don't want to chat with you."
Ning Mingmei said: "In our time, we talked about this every day. Hurry up and stop talking nonsense."
System: "We are doing it, we are doing it, right away."
It will take some time.
Ning Mingmei said: "You cultivators have a rather strange way of communicating. For a greater purpose, I need to prolong the conversation with him. Can you give me some hints about what people here would say when reminiscing about the past?"
What greater purpose is it? It must be for the eight million!
The system said: "I don't know. My previous host was in the entertainment industry. You should use more four-character idioms, which are more ancient. And quote some ancient poems."
It's the kind of entertainment industry where "They all regretted it after the fake young master was reborn."
Ning Mingmei said: "Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed in the cave. Tao Yuanming's artistic conception of 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains' has been washed away by rain and wind, but what remains in the memory of youth is the hard work of 'the sword is sharpened by grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold'. Ten years of hard training have brought me not only physical training, but also spiritual growth."
Ning Mingmei said: "My first growth was in optimism and open-mindedness. Su Shi once wrote in Ding Fengbo, 'Don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind, why not hum and walk slowly?' After the Wutai Poetry Case, the famous poet Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou. The poor mountains and bad waters eventually created the famous sentence "The great river flows east, the waves wash away, and the heroes of the ages." Thousands of years later, the once prominent villains are like masts and oars, which are reduced to ashes. Only the shallow writings of the demoted officials in the past are still rich and colorful in the long river of history. This is the power of optimism and open-mindedness. In real life, since I came out of the customs..."
The masked man said, "What's the whistle?"
It means I am in □□.
The masked man's expression became a little subtle. The system's mood became extremely broken. Ning Mingmei raised his teacup, pretended to take a sip of tea, and said to the system: "It is indeed wrong."
Just a light touch of the lips on it.
I’m used to system crashes, and I was actually a little touched: “You actually know you’re wrong.”
Ning Mingmei said: "Su Shi's example has been used too many times and is too old. The teacher said that writing about Su Shi, Einstein and Li Bai in the college entrance examination will not get high scores. You should use less popular examples, such as the people who moved China every year."
System: I want to die.
This short essay was delayed for a long time. However, voices gradually came from the distant corridor. Ning Mingmei had extraordinary spiritual awareness and recognized them immediately.
"Someone actually paid 9.6 million for those two masks... How scary."
This is an unexpected surprise.
"Nine million six hundred thousand? You must be kidding."
"Yes, there was a demon cultivator who was bidding against that person. Later, the person's offer was too high, so the demon cultivator gave up."
"Have you paid the money? You're not just shouting nonsense, are you?"
"It was given. The transaction has been completed. The person who gave the money was a young master. Although he was wearing a mask, he had a noble demeanor. I heard that after the money was given, the demon cultivator chased after him..."
Suddenly there was another commotion.
"Oh no! There's a fight going on in the field!" someone shouted.
"Fight? Who dares to fight here?"
"That demon cultivator... and the people from Minghua Valley."
"Demon cultivators and people from Minghua Valley?"
"No, they fought separately."
Everything happened just as Ning Mingmei expected.
There's only one thing below!
Eight million!
Baimian's voice came to my ears: "Junior brother, you are right. But the tea is almost cold, but you refuse to drink it. Could it be that... you don't trust your senior brother?"
A cold smile flashed across the narrow eyes behind the white moth mask: "Or, do you mean that you came here for another purpose?"
Danger is imminent. The system was right when it said that this person was dangerous.
"Okay!" the system said suddenly.
These words are no less than the sound of nature.
So Ning Mingmei looked at him and smiled too.
"Brother, I won't be anyone's dog." He said slowly, "You asked me to buy those two people with eight million..."
Baimian spat out a mouthful of tea: "Eight million? When did I ever ask you to spend eight million?"
Ning Mingmei said: "Eight million and two people, I want both."
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