Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder Survival Manual: Saving the Villain

Shen Yingjin rubbed his forehead, walked into the house, turned around and closed the door.

Leng Yufeng looked at the closed door, lowered his head in grievance and started playing with the sword.

He touched the Xiaohan Sword at his waist, pursed his lips and pulled out the sword, exchanged the scabbard with the Changhe Sword, and then spun the "sword" for fun, just like he spun a pen when he was in school in his previous life.

Shen Yingjin placed the soft hot water bottle on the bedding. He stood at the head of the bed and stared at it in a daze. After a while, he realized that he was holding a handkerchief in his hand. He pursed his lips and covered the hot water bottle with the handkerchief.

Shen Yingjin withdrew her gaze from the hot water bottle and thought with some melancholy.

Is it time to go down the mountain?

He has been here for half a year. Although the people here are very nice to him, Futu Mountain is not his sect after all.

During this half year, when Shen Yingjin was practicing sword, his limited internal energy would flow, and he would occasionally feel that his sword-holding movements were very familiar, so he gradually recovered some of his previous sword moves.

But I still have no memory of the past.

Shen Yingjin didn't know why she was seriously injured and fell off the cliff and was picked up by Leng Yufeng.

Leng Yufeng treats him very well and treats him with sincerity, so Shen Yingjin would not start a conspiracy theory about whether Leng Yufeng hurt him and then saw that he had lost his memory and wanted to tease him, so he treated him so well.

However, even if this was not the case, it was definitely not a good situation. At least he subconsciously believed that the truth he would learn after recovering his memory was definitely not what he wanted to know.

Shen Yingjin let out a breath, hung her fox fur coat behind the screen, then took off her shoes and lay down in the quilt.

He thought about it, then folded the handkerchief twice and put it into his sleeve, and stuffed the hot water bottle into the quilt.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Because he suddenly remembered that this room belonged to Leng Yufeng.

Although the bed was very big, a few months ago, when the two were not yet familiar with each other, Leng Yufeng got another small bed in the room and rested there.

After they got to know each other, Leng Yufeng used the excuse that the bed was too small and had it dismantled, and shamelessly squeezed into the same bed with him.

Of course, nothing happened between the two of them. They just simply lay on a bed and slept.

Shen Yingjin frowned and couldn't help pinching the corner of the quilt.

Finally, after hesitating for a while, Shen Yingjin got out of bed somewhat helplessly, put on her shoes, and prepared to open the door to see where Leng Yufeng was.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, Leng Yufeng almost fell into his arms.

Leng Yufeng managed to stand firmly. Thinking of Xiaohan and Changhe whose swords were re-scabbarded, he turned his back to Shen Yingjin and was quiet, a little afraid to turn around.

Shen Yingjin glanced at the scabbard and hilt of the sword in his hand, and guessed what he had done, so she sighed, "You're such a grown-up, why are you acting like a child?"

Shen Yingjin turned him around, pulled him into the house, and then closed the door.

Leng Yufeng quickly took the opportunity to switch the sword and scabbard, then took a look at his face and asked softly, "Aren't you tired?"

Shen Yingjin pursed her lips, glanced at him, and said, "I'm not tired now, okay?"

Leng Yufeng nodded like a chick pecking at rice, then thought for a moment, asked someone to boil some hot water, and poured the hot water into the large wooden barrel behind the screen.

"It's cold, why don't you take a shower before going to bed?"

Shen Yingjin never disobeyed him. When she saw that the water was ready, she hung her clothes on the screen and went behind it.

Leng Yufeng sat on the edge of the bed and waited.

Listening to the sound of water coming from behind the screen, Leng Yufeng was a little dazed.

He thought about his past life, especially the memory of him and Ah Jin doing it in the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of water.

There were a few drops of water on her smooth back, and her skin was slightly red. She was the most beautiful at that time...

Leng Yufeng's Adam's apple rolled.

After realizing what he was thinking, Leng Yufeng quickly restrained his increasingly unbridled thoughts.

After Shen Yingjin finished washing, the clothes on the screen were taken down, and the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from the other side again.

Leng Yufeng: ...

Ahhhhhhh, it really is, I can’t bear it at all.

After Shen Yingjin came out from behind the screen, he stopped before he reached the bed because he noticed that Leng Yufeng looked at him with a slightly strange look.

Inexplicably explicit.

Shen Yingjin couldn't help but look down and didn't find anything wrong with her clothes, so she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Leng Yufeng hesitated for a moment.

The two of them have been together for half a year, and he can see that Shen Yingjin is already somewhat attracted to him. So, shouldn't he tell Shen Yingjin about his feelings?

But before that, he had to tell Shen Yingjin about their opposing identities.

He really didn't want to keep lying.

We can only wait and see what choice Ah Jin will make in the end...

"I..." Leng Yufeng was about to say something, but suddenly he couldn't say it.

He thought about it and felt a little ashamed to face her, so he decided to talk to Shen Yingjin behind the screen later.

So Leng Yufeng shook his head and said, "Nothing."

The water in the wooden barrel was a little cold. Leng Yufeng ordered people to replace it with hot water, then stepped in.

He leaned against the barrel and spoke softly: "A Jin... are you asleep?"

Shen Yingjin was lying on the bed with her eyes open, holding the hot water bottle in her arms. When she heard this, she responded vaguely, "Not yet."

Leng Yufeng then continued, "We have been together for half a year. There are some things I don't want to hide from you, but... I'm a little scared..."

He exhaled and said, "This is Futu Mountain. You know the name of this mountain, but you have never been down the mountain, so you may not know that this mountain is notorious in the martial arts world..."

I am also...

Leng Yufeng didn't dare to say it, for he was afraid that once he said it, Shen Yingjin would ask him how he became so notorious.

However, the general meaning was included in it, and Shen Yingjin could also hear it.

After listening to what he said, Shen Yingjin thought of everything he had seen in the dungeon a few days ago. He tightened his fingers and couldn't help asking:

"Would you capture innocent people and put them in the dungeon, then kill them for no apparent reason?"

When Leng Yufeng heard this, he knew that he must have been to the dungeon. Thinking about how Shen Yingjin had been acting abnormally these past few days, he roughly knew why.

Leng Yufeng hurriedly explained:

“No… or in most cases not.

Everyone who is locked up in the dungeon has a reason for being arrested. If they are righteous people, they must be spies sent from there, or they must have attacked the people of Futu Mountain for unknown reasons.

If they are from Futu Mountain, then they must have betrayed the mountain sect."

Leng Yufeng didn't say too much. After all, good and evil are only distinguished on the surface. In fact, no matter good or evil, there are some dirty conflicts.

The situation that Shen Yingjin described is bound to happen, but Leng Yufeng's subordinates will definitely not let such a thing happen under his nose.