The villain has a red gauze skirt [Transmigration Book]

Qiu Muzhe twisted and found that the ground beneath his body was no longer cold, but a soft bed.He opened his eyelids, seeing the blackness in front of his eyes that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away. It took him a while to get used to it before he could vaguely see some outlines.

He has already returned to Nuanxiang Pavilion, back to the original room.

His throat was burning and itchy, so Qiu Muzhe decided to get up and find water to drink.

"Ah--"

"Ummmm—"

There was a scream and a muffled grunt.

It was Qiu Muzhe who screamed. He was tripped by a lump on the ground, and he fell forward.

The moaning was a ball on the ground, the moment Qiu Muzhe fell, it almost instinctively hugged him.

"Come here! Yes... ummmm..."

"Shhhhh, don't bark. It's me."

Qiu Muzhe knocked off the opponent's hand covering his mouth with a "snap", rubbed his thumb and middle finger together, and a little flame shot out from his fingertips.

"What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night!" Qiu Muzhe was speechless.

Chu Xing said in a deep voice, "I didn't just run in in the middle of the night."

Qiu Muzhe: "...don't talk nonsense!" He took a photo of Chu Xing Shen's body, and found that all the quilts and mattresses were available.

"........."

Chu Xing and Shen Yizheng said: "This is safer."

safer? Are you sure?You almost scared me to death!

Before Qiu Muzhe had a chance to speak, Chu Xingshen immediately asked, "What are you doing when you get up?"

Qiu Muzhe squeezed his throat: "I feel uncomfortable, I want to drink water."

Chu Xingshen turned over and stood up, poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Qiu Muzhe took the cup and drank it up. As soon as he took the cup away from his mouth, a slender finger touched the corner of his lips, gently wiping off the water.

"........."

Fuck, ah, this service is too thoughtful, so thoughtful that Qiu Muzhe is a little terrified.

Especially in such a quiet late night, with a lonely man and a widow in the same room, no matter how you think about it, it's a bit...

Um?Lonely and widowed?Nothing wrong!

Qiu Muzhe was at a loss, what was he thinking just now!

Chu Xingshen looked calm, he calmly took the water glass back from Qiu Muzhe's hand, and turned it around in his hand.

Qiu Muzhe: "Do you have to do this?"

Chu Xingshen: "What?"

Qiu Muzhe: "Annex the ghost world and the demon world."

Chu Xingshen: "Why don't you do this? If my uncle was me, I would do it too, right?"

Qiu Mu was dumbfounded.Although the current Chu Xingshen was very different from the original Chu Xingshen, the fundamentals remained the same.When chasing the serialization, he hoped to see the male protagonist kill all directions, how to do whatever he wants, it doesn't matter if he is injured, he can heal anyway, it doesn't matter if he falls, he will stand up anyway.

But now, something seems to be different.

Before he woke up, Qiu Muzhe had several nightmares. In the dream, it was Chu Xingshen struggling with his hands and feet bound by ice chains, or he was standing on the battlefield filled with gunpowder and surrounded by thousands of troops. look.It wasn't until now that Qiu Muzhe realized that he always regarded Chu Xingshen as his indestructible backbone, but he had always ignored that he was also blood and flesh, and he would also suffer from pain and weakness.

"I have no right to comment on your decision." Qiu Muzhe said, "But don't go astray and hurt yourself or others."

Chu Xingshen was slightly stunned, and then said in a low voice, "Master, please rest early."

Qiu Muzhe: "Then may I ask you..."

Chu Xing Shen lay down and got into bed, and answered the unfinished question with practical actions.

"........."

In the next few days, with the little girl accompanying me during the day, I seldom saw Chu Xingshen. I guess he was still busy attacking the northern border of the ghost world, but at night, Chu Xingshen would always show up on time. on the floor.

So much so that every time the little girl came to tidy up the room, she had to ask cautiously: "Master Qiu, why did you let the master sleep on the floor?"

Qiu Muzhe was always ashamed, it wasn't that he wanted Chu Xing to sleep on the floor!Chu Xingshen can roll back to his bed and sleep, hey!

The little maid shook her head, "It must be Master Qiu, you refuse to let the master sleep on the bed."

Qiu Muzhe: "..."

Always feel as if you have misunderstood something? !

Just when Qiu Muzhe thought he was going to live the life of a retired veteran cadre for the rest of his life, things suddenly changed.

That night, Qiu Muzhe was dreaming, when suddenly someone kept urging him, and he didn't know why he was urging him.The voice became more and more urgent, and Qiu Muzhe became more and more upset. He grabbed the bed sheet with his hands, and an indescribably powerful energy was dormant in his body, making him eager to destroy something...

Suddenly, someone touched his shoulder, as if there was a sudden electric shock in his body, he turned over in a jerk, grabbed the opponent's left wrist with one hand and pressed it firmly to his chin, and pressed the opponent's right wrist with the other hand and raised it above his head. The whole set of movements was completed in less than one-tenth of a second, instantly killing the man on the bedside.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you." Chu Xing was startled secretly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

In the quiet darkness, only Qiu Muzhe's slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, he finally let go of his hand and let Chu Xing sink.

"Well, yes, I had a nightmare." Qiu Muzhe murmured, "Scared you?"

Chu Xingshen: "Just now, I thought you wanted to kill me."

"How is that possible." Qiu Muzhe chuckled, "Go on and sleep."

Chu Xing sank back to his own little nest on the floor, and Qiu Muzhe also lay down slowly, facing outwards on his side, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He lied. At that moment, only he knew that he really wanted to kill Chu Xingchen.

The second night, the dream was a long corridor with completely closed walls on both sides, except for a door at the end of the corridor.The door was half opened, and a dazzling white light shone from the door, casting a long white light area on the ground.A man was standing at the door, obviously he couldn't hear his voice clearly, but Qiu Muzhe knew that the man was urging him, urging him to hurry up, to hurry up.

Qiu Muzhe walked towards the door as if bewitched, the closer he got, the more blurred the man's appearance became, and when he ran to the door anxiously, the man had completely disappeared.

He walked into the door, but inside was a turbulent sea, a sea of ​​ghosts surging wantonly, and black shadows screaming and flying.Just one more step forward, and he will fall into the boundless abyss.

Suddenly, a red shadow swooped down from diagonally above!

Qiu Muzhe held the magic knife in his hand, and immediately slashed at the ghost king's vital point——

Stop it!

Qiu Muzhe woke up suddenly, and found that he was straddling Chu Xingchen's side. The magic knife that was as sharp as a hook was only an inch away from cutting Chu Xingchen's throat!

"Kill him!" Qiu Muzhe heard a voice in his head talking, "With your current strength, as long as you kill Chu Xingchen, there will be no one in the cultivation world who is your opponent. Kill him!"

The devil's knife pressed down a few minutes by mistake, and it had already stuck to Chu Xingchen's skin. Just go down a little bit, just a little bit down, and you'll be able to...

Qiu Muzhe's eyes were red, and his hands were shaking violently. Suddenly, Chu Xingchen's eyelids moved, Qiu Muzhe was startled, and hurriedly put away the demonic energy.

"Uncle Master, what's the matter?" Chu Xing's voice was as usual, his eyes were sleepy, and he didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

"Thirsty." Qiu Muzhe pretended that he just stepped over him inadvertently, then walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.As a result, the water overflowed from the cup and flowed down his hand. He quickly wiped it with his sleeve.

It was only a short walk from the table back to the bed, but Qiu Muzhe seemed to have run a marathon, sweating profusely all over his body.

What's wrong with me?He thought vaguely, I really want to kill Chu Xingchen.

Could it be the sequelae of using the sealing technique?

Cultivating demons is different from cultivating immortals. After cultivating, many people's temperaments have changed drastically. The ghost way is the most terrifying way of cultivation in the way of demons. When dealing with evil ghosts and corpses, it is inevitable that they will not be corrupted by them, and there are no people who destroy humanity. few.At the beginning, ghosts practiced to control ghosts, but later on, it is difficult to tell whether it is people controlling ghosts or ghosts controlling people.

At first Qiu Muzhe thought he could control it well, but now, the development of things seems to be derailed...

! ! ! ! ! !

Qiu Muzhe suddenly had an idea. In the author's setting, the ultimate boss of "Supreme" could not be Qiu Muzhe, that is, himself? !

This is very scary! ! !

If this continues, the following headlines may appear in the cultivation world in the near future——

#秋木舍 sneak attack on Chu Xingshen in the middle of the night, the head of a generation died in the uncle's room! #

#秋木舍 conspired against his master and nephew but was killed instead. Is it the loss of morality or the poison of power? #

#楚星沉战秋木船, the winner is not divided, both losers! #

Countless strange barrages floated through his mind, and he finally pushed Qiu Mu to lie down on the bed.

For the next few days, there was nothing wrong with each other during the day, but the murderous intent filled the air at night. Chu Xingshen didn't say anything, and continued to sleep on the floor in Qiu Muzhe's room as before, but Qiu Muzhe would not be so stupid as to be true I believe Chu Xingshen didn't notice it, so he decided to confess.

It was a clear day, and the two sat facing each other, with a bowl of braised pork, a plate of cold cucumber, and a cup of wolfberry and black-bone chicken soup between them.

Chu Xingshen poured wine for the two of them, and said, "I heard that Uncle Shi cooked these dishes himself today, and even asked someone to buy wine, is there anything happy?"

These days Chu Xingshen extended Qiu Muzhe's restricted area to the entire Nuanxiang Pavilion, probably because he felt that his weight really needed to be reduced through exercise.However, more guards were sent outside the Nuanxiang Pavilion, and many formations were added to restrain the physique of the magic infant.

Qiu Muzhe said, "I heard that you captured the northern border of the Ghost Realm, congratulations."

Chu Xing said in a deep voice, "That's right, uncle's body has almost recovered, and he will set off for Misty Mountain in a few days."

Qiu Muzhe: "Chu Xingshen, I..."

"Eat the thin ones, and give me the fat ones." Chu Xingshen interrupted him suddenly.

In fact, Qiu Muzhe just sandwiched it randomly, he didn't pay attention to whether he picked up lean meat or fat meat. Hearing Chu Xingchen's words, he took back his chopsticks and said, "Chu Xingchen, I..."

"Acacia wine." Chu Xingchen raised his wine glass and shook it, "The desolate and desolate boundary between humans and demons can produce this kind of fragrant and soft wine."

"Chu Xingshen!" Qiu Muzhe frowned, "I'm leaving."

--"Snapped!"

Chu Xingshen suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand.

A few seconds of dead silence.

He said: "Let's go? The whole world of comprehension is my domain, where is Master going?"

"..."

This sense of coercion of "Is it the king's land under the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land"!

Qiu Muzhe said, "Anywhere is fine, as long as it's not your Nuanxiang Pavilion."

Chu Xing said solemnly, "What if I refuse to let my uncle go?"

"Then I can only fight with you here." Qiu Muzhe said slowly, "You should have discovered that every night you sleep next to me, I can't help but want to kill you..."

Chu Xing pursed his lips, "Because of the forbidden technique used to seal the Ghost King?"

Qiu Muzhe nodded: "Now I don't know myself anymore, it's like a ghost lives in my body, it wants to kill you, devour your spiritual power, and destroy everything around me, but I can't help it Control. Rumor has it that the ghost king of the early generation became obsessed with this technique, and even killed his own wife and children."

Chu Xingchen looked at him, and the words came out from between his teeth: "I'm not afraid."

"But I'm afraid!"

The atmosphere suddenly changed from dignified to weird.

Qiu Muzhe: What did I just say? !

The muscles of Chu Xingshen's whole body were tense, and his joints were cracking because of too much force. He said in a low voice, "If I die, what will happen to my uncle?"

"........."

Look at this melon!

What's going on in your head!

Qiu Muzhe helplessly raised his forehead, let alone whether I can KO the male lead, even if I can win, I won't kill you!

Unable to hear Qiu Muzhe's answer, Chu Xingshen asked again: "If I die, what will happen to my uncle?" His tone was strong and stubborn, even a little childish.

"I..." Qiu Muzhe thought for a while and said, "I will be very sad."

Probably, it will be really sad.

"If I lose control and hurt you, or if you die because of me, I will never forgive myself in my life."

Chu Xing's Adam's apple slipped, and his hand on the table was bent into a fist. Looking carefully, he was even trembling slightly.

He was about to say something when suddenly there was a violent knock on the door.

"Come in."

It was the little girl who pushed the door and came in. She panted and said, "Master... the master is not good! Zhou... Zhou Lan... brought someone in!"

Chu Xingshen stood up immediately, and said to Qiu Muzhe, "You wait for me here, and I'll come whenever I go."

Qiu Muzhe also stood up and asked, "What exactly did you take from the Devil's Cult?!"

Everyone is calling at the door!

The corners of Chu Xingshen's mouth twitched, and he spat out three words: "Soul-suppressing coffin."

"Could it be the crystal coffin containing the flesh body I saw in the Three Buddha Pagoda?"

"Yes."

Qiu Muzhe remembered the name of the soul-suppressing coffin very clearly, because in his previous life, his cousin who was inexplicably similar to the ghost king read a novel in front of him every day called this name.

Sounds grand, right?But in fact, the soul-suppressing coffin can be renamed Bao!fresh!coffin!

As the name suggests, it is the coffin used by the Demon Cult to preserve the corpses of the demon kings of all ages!

Chu Xingchen made a physical body. If he didn't have Qi and soul, he would be a dead body. If he didn't add preservatives or plastic wrap, it would easily rot. No wonder he wanted to steal the soul coffin.

But my child, you stole all the coffins of their ancestors, it would be strange if they didn't come and copy your house, hey!