After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 38 The Ghost-faced Boy

Qi Wuyou was terrified by this conjecture, wouldn't there be another person in his body watching him silently during these days, right?

What he thinks and does...

The back of Qi Wuyou's neck felt cold, and goose bumps appeared on his body.

"Brother Qi didn't take the initiative to let the spirit parasitize in his body?" Nan Gongli asked.

"..."

Of course not, he is the parasitic one.

If the soul in the body is the original owner, is the original owner expressing his dissatisfaction with changing the plot by causing him heartache, or is he simply taking revenge on him, the book runner who snatched his body?

What kind of scene should this be called?The original owner and the book walker competed for the body?

What about the system?

Come out and broadcast it.

Qi Wuyou's face turned pale, Nangong Li said: "Just now I checked for Brother Qi, the other soul is very close to your own, it is difficult to separate it with my ability, if Brother Qi wants to, maybe you can find another person with high medical skills By--"

"No." Qi Wuyou shook his head.

Nan Gongli is the miracle doctor in "The Villain", he cannot be separated, and the possibility of others being able to succeed is even lower.

Furthermore, his situation is called "seizing the house" in the world of cultivating immortals. It doesn't matter who seizes who, anyway, it is not tolerated by the righteous way.

He was lucky today, he met Nangong Li who was favored by him, Nangong Li can treat people wrongly, but can others?

Qi Wuyou was afraid for a while.

If he was looking for someone else today, he might have been tied up to kill his soul.

"I... have no such plan for the time being, please don't tell Brother Nangong about today's matter."

He suddenly changed his words, as if he had some scruples.

Nangong Li thought about it, and said: "Brother Qi saved me, and my life will be yours in the future. God knows this, you know me, and there will never be a third person to know about it."

Nangong Li's character was confirmed in the original book.

Qi Wuyou believed him, forced a smile and said: "Then thank you Brother Nangong."

Nan Gongli took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, handed it to Qi Wuyou and said, "If the heartache recurs again, you can take this elixir to relieve it. This matter should not be delayed. I hope Brother Qi will resolve it as soon as possible."

Qi Wuyou got up to take the elixir, swayed a bit before standing still, and left the hall with a heavy heart.

The whole night, Qi Wuyou didn't sleep, tried repeatedly to summon the system, but there was no response.

He was very irritable - if the system gave him a deadly situation, and he tried his best to revise the plot, wouldn't he be doing useless work from beginning to end?

Qi Wuyou spread out on the bed, covered his eyes, and forced himself to calm down.

No, it can't be a dead end.

None of the books he reviewed was like this.

Otherwise, what would you do with the book wearer?Just to kill people?The book walker would die if he followed the original script honestly, why use the ending to hang him to change the plot?

It can't be that the system is a pervert who likes to watch people struggle and then die in pain, right?

It's not impossible.

"…………"

After an analysis, Qi Wuyou became even more anxious.

He sat up abruptly, patted his chest with his hands, and tried to communicate with the original owner: "Friend, I didn't mean to snatch your body. The system brought me here. If you want to do it, you should go to the system. Don't do it." I am dead, we are using the same body, if you kill me, don’t you have to die yourself?

"It's also good for you if I pass through, otherwise, according to your previous method of death, you will be pierced by the male lead's sword, do you know that?

"See if this works. I'll use your body to help you change the situation. You lend me your body. From now on, we'll be brothers living in the same room. The time can be divided between fifty and five, and you can be four or six." , I will take care of you for the elderly, and I won’t talk nonsense to damage your image. If you think it’s okay, you can jump a few times faster, okay?”

Qi Wuyou put his hands on his chest, his heartbeat was as usual, and there was no sign of speeding up.

"Isn't it? The conditions can be discussed again, so what do you think is okay? [-]%? [-]% is not enough?! This is really the bottom line, you can't be too greedy, you can't live without me understand?"

With her heart beating as usual, Qi Wuyou: "..."

He's like a fool talking to himself.

What should we do?

Lie down and die?

Not even thinking about sitting in meditation, Qi Wuyou opened his eyes until dawn.

Depart from Long Yinzong the next day, and return to Xiaoyao Xianzong five days later.

On Qionghua Islet, the Qionghua flowers are in full bloom, and he alone can enjoy such a beautiful scenery—Luo Yunzhang, Huazhuxue, and Yan Rulu are still killing monsters around Longyin Town—but he has no mood to appreciate it. .

Yushan flew to the cold spring, stepped into the cold spring water, leaned against the bank and closed his eyes to rest.

Hanquan speeds up the circulation of spiritual energy, which is very comfortable for a monk. Qi Wuyou soaked it for most of the day, and only got up when it was dark, and returned to his residence worriedly.

No one lived in it for more than a month, but there was no dust in the house.

Qi Wuyou walked towards the couch, glanced at the bronze mirror in the corner out of the corner of his eye, and turned to the bronze mirror.

He has only seen this face once in such a long time.

Only then did he realize that he was in a state of confusion along the way, and he didn't even dry the water from his hair, and his clothes were wet and stuck to his body.

Just as he was about to use his aura to dry up the water on his body, he glanced at the bronze mirror inadvertently, and a smear of red flashed in front of his eyes.

Startled, he turned his head abruptly, facing the bronze mirror, stretched his hand to his skirt, and slowly pulled it away.

I saw a few thin red petal-like scars coming from nowhere, climbing from his left back, over his left shoulder, and left rib to the front of his body.

It was as if a sharp claw slowly opened, came from his back, and grabbed his heart.

Qi Wuyou stretched out his hand to feel it, but he couldn't touch any entity. When did this thing grow?

He hastened to use his spiritual energy to push back these petal-like red marks. However, as soon as he activated his spiritual power, those "petals" suddenly grew wildly, and when one of the petals reached the front heart, there was a piercing sensation. The pain erupted from the tip of the petal.

Qi Wuyou slammed into the bronze mirror with a bang, and slipped to his knees on the ground, losing strength.

This time, he clearly saw the process of his illness.

It's the "petal"!

But he didn't have time to think about it, the severe pain disrupted his thoughts, he couldn't even kneel down, and fell sideways on the ground.

At this moment, Luo Yunzhang's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, this disciple has finished training, come and serve tea to Master."

Just at this time, another wave of pain hit, as if someone hit the wooden wedge driven into the heart with a hammer again. It just started, and it caught up with the most painful moment of the previous attack.

Qi Wuyou couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but groaned in pain: "Ugh...!!"

Luo Yunzhang was startled when he heard this sound outside the door. The tea in the cup was spilled, and he took a step forward: "Master! What's wrong with you?"

Why don't you come back sooner or later, why come back at this time?

Qi Wuyou was having a hard time answering, feeling that all the blood in his body had drained, he clasped his chest with one hand, and when he curled up, he kicked the bronze mirror in the corner, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground with a bang.

When clang clang clang clang --

Luo Yunzhang was startled, threw the cup and tray aside, and knocked on the door: "Master! Master?!"

He found that there was no restriction on the door, so he immediately said: "Forgive me for being rude," and he wanted to push the door open.

Medicine, Nangong Li's medicine...

The jade bottle was placed on the table, Qi Wuyou stretched out his hand to reach it, and suddenly heard the door seemed to be pushed open, and suddenly his whole body turned cold - no, no one should find out, once someone else knows that he is one body and two souls... …

The will to survive inspired his strength, Qi Wuyou put one hand on the table and held the jade bottle.

Luo Yunzhang tried to push the door, but he didn't stop, he pressed his lips together, and the two doors opened inward, revealing the scene in the room before his eyes.

I saw Master sitting in front of the table, propping his forehead with his hands, covering most of his face.

The normally well-combed long hair is wet, hanging in front of, behind, and on the table, and the tip of the hair is still dripping with water, soaking the clothes on his body.

He was only wearing a white robe, which was wet and stuck to his body, and the skirt was messy and wrinkled, as if it had been ripped off by someone, revealing a white chest, but a red mark was faintly visible.

The sleeves were also scattered and stacked on the table because they supported the forehead. The arms are not too thin, but have a sense of beauty and strength. The wrist bones are clear and the tendons on the back of the hand are stretched. Trembling slightly.

The medicine given by Nangong Li can offset part of the pain, but the pain is like a tide, constantly washing away his body.

Qi Wuyou was about to be unable to bear it any longer, took a light breath of cool air, lifted his face hidden under the shadow of wet long black hair, and said in a cold tone: "Get out."

His black eyes were wet and misty, but the ends of his eyes were light red. Coupled with the red marks on his chest, it was easy to think of some moist, ambiguous, beautiful and beautiful pictures.

There is a terrifying chill in his eyes, and his voice is even more repulsive, but because of the slight trembling of his shoulders and arms, he reveals a slight fragility.

Luo Yunzhang caught his breath and froze in place.

Ever since Master touched his forehead lightly in Long Yinzong, these days, he has been repeatedly thinking about all kinds of things related to Master:

Master’s gentle tone when he asked him if he had any doubts, the pleasant smell that wafted over the table when he combed his meridians, the clear and mellow fairy energy that washed away his mania in his chest when he was on the verge of losing control, and clutched in the dark The warmth of the palm of his hand, the back that stood in front of him in a critical moment... Also, when it fell on his head, it was neither light nor heavy, with a kind of intimacy.

——The master really dotes on him as the outsider said, but he has never believed it.

During the past few days of practicing outside, he often lost his mind, and his brothers and sisters asked him several times, but he avoided it, and when he meditated at night, he always wanted to hurry up and see his master again.

At this time, seeing the appearance of Master like this, there was a bang in my head, and it was difficult to distinguish what the huge waves rising in my chest represented.

There was shock, anger, heartache, and... some kind of inexplicable longing and throbbing full of self-abandonment.

Who will Master——

No, Luo Yunzhang forced himself not to think about it.

He stepped forward, "Master, I..."

Qi Wuyou's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he said angrily, "Get out!"

Luo Yunzhang had never been reprimanded so harshly before, and he froze immediately. He just wanted to help Master dry his hair, not...

Qi Wuyou couldn't bear it any longer, and tried his best to control it so as not to let his teeth chatter: "One step further, I won't have you as an apprentice, get out!"

As if awakening from a dream, Luo Yunzhang's heart was shaken, and he immediately said: "Master, don't get angry, this disciple will leave immediately."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and exited the door, closed the door from the outside, Yu Jian left the small courtyard, and stayed above the small courtyard for a long time, the image of the master flashed back and forth in front of his eyes, closed his eyes, and then flew towards the disciple.

At the same time Luo Yunzhang left, Qi Wuyou's arms couldn't support him, and he flopped down on the table. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were all pushed to the ground, and the thick ink flowed across the floor, splashing all over the floor.

His eyes were blurred to the point where phantoms were about to appear, and it was difficult to breathe, Qi Wuyou hastily poured out the pills from the medicine bottle that Nan Gongli gave him.

Just now he ate three pills for only a few minutes, then add more, if three pills are not enough, then five pills, if five pills are not enough, then ten pills.

He was so painful that he lost consciousness in his palm, and he couldn't see whether he had poured the medicine into his hand or not.

The black pill fell from his trembling hand to the ground, but he didn't know it, and sent the empty palm to his mouth without knowing it.

A gust of wind blew, the window was blown open, and a figure swept into the room through the window.

The visitor admired Qi Wuyou's distressed appearance for a while, and then took out a pill from a small boat-like pendant on his waist and stepped forward.

Qi Wuyou's whole body was numb with pain, as if it wasn't his own.

Suddenly, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and his body became lighter, which almost emptied the pain from his internal organs in an instant.

Muscle memory still tormented Qi Wuyou for a while, but he was already able to operate the spiritual energy, and after the spiritual energy circulated in his body for a few weeks, his vision gradually regained clarity.

I saw a person standing in front of the table, judging from his body shape, he looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in a dark red jacket and black robe, with a ghostly face covering his face, looking down at him with his hands behind his back. he.

Who is this?

Does Xiaoyao Xianzong have such a character?

When did this person come to Qionghua Island?

Why is he not at all...

After a few beats, the brain that was on strike due to pain realized the problem—in the original book, no one seemed to be able to match up with the boy in front of him.

Qi Wuyou stood up abruptly, resisting the weakness from the inside out, slapped him in front of him, and scolded: "Who is here!"

The young man sneered twice, and said: "Mr. Lan Fang has been enjoying a lot of life lately. Could it be that he became a nobleman, so he got carried away and forgot about his nobleman?"

"... What did you say?" Qi Wuyou was startled.

The young man seemed to understand his question as dissatisfaction, and then satirized: "Mr. Lan Fang, don't forget that you can have today, thanks to your foster father to help you. If your foster father can praise you as a respected Lan Fang, It can also turn you into a piece of mud and become a street mouse in the world of cultivating immortals. Once you have some fame, you will forget about it and dare to disobey the will of your foster father," the young man snorted, "how is it, does it feel good to be backlashed by the forbidden curse?"

...Father, forbidden curse?

【ding dong——】

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Qi Wuyou: "!?"

The young man thought he was frightened by his own words, snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "I really don't know how the adoptive father chose you."

Qi Wuyou looked at the perverse young man in front of him, the gears stuck in his mind re-engaged.

The ghost-faced boy, the bitter elixir, foster father, heartache, forbidden curse, backlash...

In the few months he passed through the book, he passed before his eyes like a chain driven by gears.

Rather than saying that he changed the plot every time before heartache, it would be better to say... every time he changed the plot in a direction that was beneficial to the hero!

——The caster can set prohibited items in advance, and once the cursed person violates the taboo, he will be punished.

——The source of all laws is the use of spiritual energy. Since it is spiritual energy, how to judge whether the person who is cursed has broken the ban?

——The other soul besides Brother Qi is quite weak, and it is almost difficult to separate from Brother Qi's soul.

……

Hua Zhuxue, Luo Yunzhang and Nan Gongli's words overlapped and echoed and magnified in their minds.

Qi Wuyou suddenly realized - the extra soul in his body did not belong to the original owner, but... the adoptive father of the young man in front of him!

Qi Wuyou didn't know the origin of the young man, he didn't know who was behind him, and he didn't know what kind of deal they had made, so he didn't dare to speak out, and didn't dare to act rashly.

The young man's tone became more and more disgusting: "You can be as beautiful as you want, and I don't have the time to care about your trivial matters, but you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't take what your foster father entrusted to you to heart!

"If you ask Luo Yunzhang to be your disciple, do you really want to treat him as your own disciple?"

The young man's words were so powerful that they hit him one after another.

Always keeping silent will make people look weird, Qi Wuyou lowered his head at the right time, pretending to be ashamed, and replied: "Of course not."

"It's not that good, don't play any more tricks, you must know that Luo Yunzhang has a good day, and you will suffer a day, weigh it yourself, don't pretend to be a master and apprentice and become addicted, it makes people look disgusting!

"This time, the adoptive father did a good job before he missed you, so he didn't care about you, and next time—" the boy left a threatening blank.

"……I see."

The boy looked at him in surprise, "Why are you so sensible today?"

Qi Wuyou frowned, knowing that his feedback was wrong, and immediately figured out the character of the original owner. According to the boy's words, he showed a humiliated expression, and asked: "Do I have any other choices?"

This time it seemed that he had done nothing wrong, the young man did not become suspicious, and said: "Luo Yunzhang, Qiu Sanxian and Fan Yizhen, none of them can be let go, if there is any mistake, you will be backbited by the forbidden curse, heartbroken to death, and wiped out in ashes. "

After the boy finished speaking, he turned around and flew out of the window. When he left, he didn't even touch the barrier of Qionghua Islet.

Qi Wuyou waited for a long time, thinking that people should leave anyway, and then raised his hand to close the window.

The strength of the strong support was removed, and the body, which was sore from the previous pain, leaned against the wall.

The boy's words are still in his ears.

He finally understood why the original owner was always targeting the male lead like a psychopath.

——It turned out to be a deal with someone.

From the young man's words, it's not difficult to hear that the original owner asked for fame, and the condition he gave was to toss the male lead as much as he could.

Staring at the bronze mirror on the ground for a long while, Qi Wuyou laughed angrily—it's really awesome, the original owner actually left all the readers of "Villain" behind his back, quietly leaving him such a big surprise!

Is it still open at thirty-seven?

Hehe, how nice it is to hold hands and go to hell together

If it wasn't for the fact that the original owner was no longer in this body, Qi Wuyou now has the heart to die!