I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

This affair went on for a long time.

After Qi Mo was satisfied, he let Ning Buliu go.

If there is no suitable way for monks to practice dual cultivation, the weaker side will inevitably be recruited.

As the one with the weaker cultivation base, Ning Buliu's face was pale and in a daze at this time, and he already looked weak with his cultivation base greatly damaged.

If it was usual, Qi Mo would definitely be too lazy to talk to him.But now, after all, the two of them have just been lingering, so it seems a bit too heartless to just let go.

Besides, he has never taken care of Qing'er... Now that he tried it, he felt quite novel.

Ning Buliu remained silent, and there were bruised and purple handprints on his neck, against that pale face, he looked really pitiful.

Qi Mo said pitifully: "What's the matter with this appearance? There will be more days like this in the future. What if you can't stand it anymore?"

Ning Buliu opened his mouth, his throat was sore, after a while, he just said in a daze: "...Lao Yuan, what do you mean by that?"

Qi Mo said: "What else can it mean?"

He seemed a little careless, but he rarely smiled at Ning Buliu, and there was no trace of haze between his brows and eyes. I see you angry. Don't worry, when I get bored, you can leave."

"..." Then when will you get bored?

Ning Buliu wanted to ask this question, but he didn't ask until the end. When night fell, Qi Mo touched his eyebrows, and he fell asleep.

Days like this lasted for a while.

Now that Ning Buliu is well, Qi Mo no longer avoids towns and other places.They have traveled from the Qinghe River to the north, and they have seen the prosperity of the world.Now that Qi Mo has no restrictions, he just wanders around in the world.

Hearing that the peach blossoms here are in full bloom, which is a rare sight, he went to see it.

He heard that there was going to be a prosperous age there, which was rare in ten years, so he also went to see it.

Walking all over the sky, they spent a full five years seeing all the scenes in the world.

When Qi Mo is in a good mood occasionally, he will make up for floods here and cure droughts there.He didn't show up, and he didn't leave a name, so naturally no one knew about these things.It is only when the situation has finally improved in the past few years that people are delighted.

However, the scenery in this world will eventually be seen one day.

On a certain night, when the river lanterns flowed away with the river, Qi Mo sighed contentedly, and said to Ning Buliu: "Go back to Qingjing Temple."

Ning Buliu has been tempered in the past few years, from the bad-bellied, old and unscrupulous young man who escaped, to a taciturn young man.

Although he was used to Qi Mo's casualness, he couldn't help being stunned now.

... Qingjing Temple.

He had thought the man would never return there.

Qi Mo couldn't hear his response, but he didn't take it to heart.He has already seen the scenery that can be seen here, so naturally he should take it back to his old job, walk through the plot that he has left behind for several years, and die back.

Ning Buliu didn't know what Qi Mo was thinking, but just followed him back to Qingjing Temple.

Qingjing Temple once experienced a massacre, and although it was restored to its original state by Qi Mo afterwards, it cannot return to its former appearance at this time.

Weeds have grown in the temple, and vines are climbing all over the courtyard wall. It is completely different from the Qingjing Temple in the past, but it is similar to the nameless temple in the past, which makes people feel in a trance.

The world is impermanent, it's really not just talk.

Qi Mo didn't care about the bleakness of the courtyard, but Ning Buliu did.He stood there and whispered, "Aren't you going to clean it?"

"Cleaning?" Qi Mo said: "Of course someone will do it later. If you want to, I won't let you do it."

Ning Buliu stood there blankly for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, and silently followed Qi Mo into the hall.

The Buddha statue in the main hall was smashed before, and then glued together again, and a large amount of blood was still stained on it, which made the Buddha statue, which was supposed to be merciful, inexplicably appear a little strange.

Qi Mo stood in front of the Buddha statue and looked at it for a while, then suddenly said: "Clean it up."

Ning Buliu: "?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qi Mo repeated again: "Go and clean it up."

"...Mmm." Ning Buliu paused before agreeing.

Qi Mo didn't care about him anymore, and just walked to the previous residence by himself.

The water in the pool is no longer clear, and the lotus inside has disappeared.Qi Mo stood by the pool for a long time with his sword in hand, then he suddenly sighed.

Forget it, he should go too.

Qi Mo didn't care about what Ning Buliu was doing, he tidied up the original residence, and rested for a night like a mortal.

When the sky was slightly brighter the next day, he opened his eyes.

Although he slept all night, Qi Mo's clothes were still neat and tidy.Not even a single fold was pressed out on the snow-white robe.

He changed into a monk's robe and wanted to cut off his hair, but after thinking about it, he thought it was not good-looking, so he kept it.

When he walked past the turbid pool, the snow-white long sword buzzed softly, and the water in the pool made little ripples. With a wave of Qi Mo's sleeve, the long sword buzzed, and the cold blade came out of its sheath, and fell directly into the pool. middle.

The water was obviously turbid, but it slowly became clear at this time, and there were tender green branches growing from the bottom of the water, and pink and white flower buds were drawn out.

Qi Mo glanced at the bud, and the bud seemed to feel something, the petals slowly opened, and there was actually a small lotus pod wrapped in it, with twelve white jade-like lotus seeds growing in it.

"..."

Qi Mo only glanced at it, but didn't pick it up.Without squinting, he went to the main hall.

Along the way, all the desolate weeds have been removed, some overly obvious blood stains have been wiped clean, and some damaged places that cannot be repaired have been patched up now.

I don't know how Ning Buliu did all these things overnight.

Qi Mo thought for a while, then put the idea behind him.He walked all the way to the main hall, and he saw Ning Buliu polishing the Buddha statue there.The entire hall has taken on a brand new look, clean and tidy, with only a few mottled blood stains, for some reason, it has been scrubbed away.

Qi Mo said: "Are you really going to clean it all up?"

"..." Ning Buliu glanced at him, remained silent for a while, and then gave a soft "hmm".

Qi Mo saw that he didn't seem to have the intention to come down, so he said: "Come down, after a while, you don't need to clean up here."

Ning Buliu still listened to him very much, if he said let him down, he really did.

Qi Mo was not polite, he stepped forward, took out Ning Buliu's saber and looked at it, the sword hadn't been sheathed for a long time, and now the aura is restrained, it looks inconspicuous, but the hidden edge is shocking.

Just like his master.

Qi Mo said: "It is a rare and good sword."

Ning Buliu asked in a low voice: "Do you want it?"

"Of course I want it." Qi Mo snorted, heard that he had put the sword back into Ning Buliu's hand, pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers to his heart, and said: "But it won't reach my hand either. "

After he finished speaking, he slowly stabbed the long sword to the bottom, and the snow-white robe was immediately stained with a large amount of blood.

Taking advantage of this skill, Qi Mo released a large number of souls that had been stored in his dantian for a long time and were still in a coma, and the whole mountain was suddenly chilled, and then, even the pleasant breeze whimpered .

"...Really..." Ning Buliu moved his lips, as if he had said something, but Qi Mo looked at it, and it seemed that he didn't say anything.

He just opened his head.

Next, Ning Buliu took a step forward.

He even stirred the long sword, telling Qi Mo to die more thoroughly.

Rao is a distracted cultivator, and his body can't stand being treated like this.

Qi Mo's breath gradually weakened, his body felt weak and in great pain, Ning Buliu let the sword stick on his body, and someone came over to help him.

Qi Mo sat down on the table in front of the Buddha statue.

Ning Buliu also accompanied him, and there was even some moisture in his eyes.

Qi Mo said: "...It's already this time, what else is there to do?"

He was getting more and more sleepy, and slowly leaned on Ning Buliu.

Still whispering in his mouth: "...I will wait for you."