Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat. Shen Yutang's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

Then he looked directly at Shen Yutang and replied: "I am Xingye"

It's not a lie, that's what he was called.

To be honest, he was a little panicked just now and wanted to blurt out the word "Yu Fan", but when he thought of the entanglement between the righteous sect and the evil sect, he had to swallow it back.

He didn't dare to gamble that the leader of the evil cult trusted him, so this was the only way.

Shen Yutang slowly stood up and muttered: "Xingye, this name is not as good as the word monk."

Then he leaned on the soft couch and said calmly: "Let's start."

Yu Fan had already gotten used to his mood swings, so he nodded slightly and turned the Buddhist beads in his hand:

"All troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

The clear and clear chanting sound came out of Yu Fan's mouth slowly and steadily. He closed his eyes and his face was calm, as if he was saving the three thousand troubles of the secular world...

Shen Yutang lay on the couch and looked at him quietly for a long, long time, until his eyelids became heavy and he gradually fell asleep...

After a long time, Yu Fan finished reciting a passage of scripture and saw that the man had fallen asleep again.

This time he didn't get close to disturb him, but gently covered him with a thin blanket.

Early the next morning, the chirping of birds outside woke Shen Yutang up.

He slept very deeply that night and did not even have a dream. When he got up and saw the thin quilt on his body, warmth flashed in his eyes.

When I opened the door, I saw Yu Fan practicing boxing. His fists were as sharp as meteors, his eyes were as fast as lightning, his waist was as slender as a snake, and his steps were as smooth as a stick. He was wearing a white tight-fitting suit, and looked very handsome.

Shen Yutang looked at it for a long time, then said with a chuckle: "What kind of Kung Fu is that? I can knock you down in just two moves."

He was about to step out of the door when Yu Fan stopped him coldly:

"do not move"

Shen Yutang was puzzled. He stopped and looked at him, puffing up his cheeks unconsciously.

Yu Fan had already seen him from the corner of his eye, so he had to stop, exhaled, and walked towards him.

His tall body blocked the light behind him. His eyelashes and eyebrows were a little wet. He looked down at Shen Yutang's cold, white and tender feet, and said helplessly:

"The dew is heavy in the mountains this morning, why are you barefoot?"

Shen Yutang looked down and realized that he hadn't put on his shoes yet. He seemed to feel a little embarrassed and muttered:

"What a fuss! There is a carpet."

I don't want to talk about his mysophobia anymore. If I really let him step out like this, I'm afraid he will have to take a shower again soon.

Yu Fan didn't want to delay his descent from the mountain today.

He dragged him in, made him sit on the couch, squatted down, picked up the boots next to him, and handed them to him.

It was unknown what the great leader Shen was thinking of. Suddenly, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes. He leaned sideways on the couch and put his feet on Yu Fan's chest.

The tone was slightly joking: "This is your male concubine's job, don't be lazy, hurry up"

As he said this, he put his other foot on the edge of the couch and started shaking it.

Yu Fan was already frightened by his way of torturing people. If he didn't agree now, he didn't know how he would torture him later.

So he swiftly took the soft white cloth socks, grasped his slender ankle, and put them on him.

As he was moving, someone walked towards the door.

Fang Tianwen was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. When he saw Shen Yutang looking over, he quickly bowed his head and saluted:

"I saw the door was open and thought... Please forgive me, Master."

Shen Yutang glanced at the shoes on his feet, his eyes seemed to be filled with joy: "No problem, what's the matter?"

Fang Tianwen quickly replied: "It's ready, the leader can set off at any time."

"Okay, got it. Let's have breakfast and set off."

"……Yes"

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yu Fan felt that the leader of the Black Guards had just looked at him. He couldn't describe the look in his eyes, it was weird.

Shen Yutang was annoyed by the constant staring at him, so he only brought Fang Tianwen, Yun Qianhe and him with him.

As for how many people in black clothes were following him secretly, he had no idea. Sometimes he also wanted to show off that he had such a strong inner strength that he would be invincible if he could use it!

But then he thought again, he had a mission in this life, no matter how awesome he was, he couldn't just chop people off. He thought that Hua Heshang would not fall to such a state if he was asked to use martial arts to save people and then wait for them to thank him profusely.

So he placed all his hopes on the great leader, hoping to influence him and help him walk on the right path, and then he would be free. He glanced at the carriage and thought that the man seemed to be listening to Buddhist scriptures and not causing trouble recently, but he was sleeping a little too much.

Yun Qianhe rode over from the other side of the carriage and was about to call the leader's wife when Yu Fan glared at her.

So I quickly smiled and said, "Master, how are you these days?"

“All good”

Yu Fan is not a reserved person. In fact, he can chat with anyone if he wants. He was bored on the way and wanted to kill some time.

Yun Qianhe suddenly showed surprise on his face: "Master, you actually know about the ground osmanthus. This grass grows on cliffs and few people have seen it. Have you eaten it?"

Even he had seen it at a herbal medicine merchant, who regarded it as the treasure of his shop!

Yu Fan thought, what's the big deal? He has seen a lot in his travels, so he started to talk about it:

"This herb tastes bitter at first, but becomes sweet in the aftertaste. Its medicinal effect lasts one year after it is harvested. If it is not stored properly, it will lose its medicinal effect."

Yun Qianhe wanted to take out his notebook and write it down immediately. Their leader had good eyesight and found such a talented wife. He also wanted to ask for advice: "I want to know..."

Leng Bai lifted the curtain with his slender hands and glanced at Yun Qianhe coldly: "You talk a lot, can I make you mute?"

Yun Qianhe quickly stopped talking, smiled apologetically, and rode his horse away.

Shen Yutang was too lazy to pay attention and looked at Yu Fan angrily: "You, come in"

After saying this, he lowered the curtain, not giving Fan any chance to refuse.

Yu Fan sat in reluctantly, pulled aside the curtain and looked at the scenery outside. This action directly angered Master Shen.

A powerful palm wind hit him, and he fell on his seat, and the curtain was dropped.

Shen Yutang looked at him proudly: "Didn't you talk a lot just now? Let's continue now."

Yu Fan thought he was childish, rolled his eyes, and started reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Great Master Shen was both angry and amused by him. He raised his hand to hit him, but suddenly the carriage hit a stone and shook. Shen Yutang lost his balance and fell into Yu Fan's arms.

The two looked at each other. Shen Yutang's hand tightly grasped Yu Fan's collar. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a hand stroking his waist twice.

His whole body froze, and he was about to slap him, but this time Yu Fan didn't give him a chance. He grabbed his wrist with his other hand and whispered in his ear:

"If you hit me again, I won't be polite"

After saying this, the hand on the waist faintly...

Master Shen looked at Yu Fan with eyes wide open, his eyes full of disbelief, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Don't go too far, monk."

He was right, this monk was extremely evil!