I heard I won't survive ten chapters [Transmigration Book]

Shen Mingyuan faintly felt that there was something wrong with Nie Xin's question, including the tone.

But really looking into it, being angry doesn't seem like anger, nor does it seem like a questioning.

"It's a favor..." Shen Mingyuan said carefully with his words, is it okay to return a favor, the favor that brought him out of He Xun's hands, and the grace of not killing?

It's better not to say the second half of the sentence, Shen Mingyuan shook his head, a little wanting to laugh, "Of course it's not just this, I have other plans."

Nie Xin raised his hand, lifted his hair from his shoulders, and pinched a white hair that grew out at some point, "If there is anything you want to do, I can help you."

Shen Mingyuan smiled and didn't reveal too much, but asked instead, "Even if it's a deviant or heinous thing, you still want to help?"

Such words and such things are really not like what Shen Mingyuan would say or do, and they are very similar to the speculation and prejudice of those people outside about Shen Mingyuan. Nod, "If you want."

Shen Mingyuan didn't continue talking, he only thought he was making a joke, and then felt that his hair had been pulled out, turned his head to look, and there was a white hair in Nie Xin's hand.

"mine?"

"Yeah." Nie Xin looked down at the white hair and frowned slightly, "Why do you have gray hair? Did the doctor tell you how to mend it?"

"Just tired." Shen Mingyuan yawned nonchalantly, "Don't pull it out next time, just pull out one and grow ten."

A gust of wind blew by, curling the white hair outside the door, disappearing every now and then.

Shen Mingyuan also walked out slowly, the smell of herbs was already wafting from outside the door, he sniffed, and the smell was not bitter, so he found a rocking chair and sat down to bask in the sun.

The sky was just right, and it was time to take a good rest.Nie Xin stood on the sidelines, poking there in a daze, looking like a colonnade with his black clothes.

After closing his eyes, Shen Mingyuan couldn't really relax. He checked the situation of Goldfinger back and forth. Right now, there is no number to remind him of the survival rate, only [47/50] to remind him of the progress of the plot.

These days, he was either worried about being killed by the protagonist, or he was vigilant not to be accidentally injured. He watched eating and sleeping well, but his spirit was always tense, and he never really relaxed.Shen Mingyuan laughed at himself in his heart, living like this is really tiring, it's normal to have white hair, it's fine if he doesn't lose his hair and go bald.

Thanks to Nie Xin's words reminding him, Shen Mingyuan suddenly thought that as a traveler, his future fate should be uncertain, but the system can accurately determine his future disaster, which looks like It is possible to calculate his fate.

That is to say, from the perspective of people in this world, whether he goes to the birthday banquet or not is a variable, but from Goldfinger's analysis, it is a certainty that he will be in danger at that point in time.

Or, the situation is the same as it was in Tianshuyuan. When disaster strikes, if he stays there, he will meet Yin Zuosheng who wants to kill him. If he leaves, he will face the danger of freezing to death in the snow.

In another situation, under Goldfinger's calculation, it was already a certainty that he would go to the banquet.

No matter how you look at it, he has to go to the birthday banquet in Yiren Valley. Even if it is the former situation, there is danger in going or not, so compared with the unknown danger, it is better to make the known one in time. response.

response?

Shen Mingyuan rested his arm on the armrest of the rocking chair, and tapped his fingertips regularly. Thinking of this, the movement of his fingers suddenly stopped.

What will happen at this birthday banquet has deviated far from the plot of his original novel. Let alone guessing how many dangers and variables there will be, even if he guesses it, he can rely on his ability and With a face that has changed from time to time, with the addition of Nie Xin at most, the things he can do with certainty are still too limited.

Shen Mingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and Nie Xin, who was peeking at him, was caught off guard.

"Nie Xin, do you really want to kill someone?"

Before, he wanted to kill Qin Huanzhi, but now he probably wanted to kill Yin Zuosheng. He knew Nie Xin, not so much because he was used to killing all problems, but because he had a bloodthirsty temperament in his bones.

He seemed to be asking a question, and his tone was a little more determined. He didn't wait for Nie Xin's answer, but continued on his own, as if sorting out his thoughts,

"The day of the birthday banquet will not be peaceful. I should have thought that it would only get worse and worse and out of control...Nie Xin, if I say, if you go to the birthday banquet with me, you will die in the There, can you...can you just stop going?"

What he said was not auspicious, and he was afraid of his own mouth, so he deliberately used a hypothetical sentence pattern, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

Nie Xin was silent for a while, and grabbed his hand, "Ming Yuan, sometimes I really doubt that your ability to predict is actually better than your elder brother."

Shen Mingyuan remembered that he had fooled Nie Xin into making the other party think that he was a powerful magic stick, and smiled brightly, "That's not my strength, but you can understand it this way."

"I just hope you can use your strengths on yourself, protect yourself, and don't suffer any more." Nie Xin bent down, casting a shadow that enveloped Shen Mingyuan, and as he put his arm on the armrest, the rocking chair moved slightly Leaning back, "Ming Yuan, I have something to tell you, I..."

Shen Mingyuan was still thinking about the birthday banquet, but before he could react, he stared at the person with his clear eyes, and at a slightly closer distance, Nie Xin's face was reflected in his pupils.

"I--I'm back--la--" A loud voice came from a distance, the timing just interrupted the conversation between the two, and also broke the sudden gentle atmosphere, followed by footsteps, Yin Zuosheng rushed from the small path come over.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, a stone was kicked away by him, and the wind smashed towards Nie Xin, directly towards the broken arm.The latter dodged away, stood up calmly as if nothing had happened, and looked at the person coldly.

Shen Mingyuan closed his eyes at the right time, and continued to take a nap in the sun.

After thinking too much about the old Guzhu's birthday banquet, and seeing Yin Zuosheng suddenly, his mood was really complicated.Logically speaking, if there was no farce between the old valley owner and Yin Zuosheng, he would not have to consider such a bad strategy.

He remembered a lot of the original plot, but he only wrote about the end of the birthday banquet, the death of the two protagonists Qin and Nie, and the replacement of He Xun and Yin Zuosheng as the new protagonists. The subsequent development is only the outline and some ideas, character design, and everyone's ending .

The ghost messenger let him in, and the system watched him finish the book and asked him to live to the end.

But what exactly is the ending?

Shen Mingyuan thought about it, but felt that the further he went, the more dangers and variables he had to face. This birthday banquet was just a transition, allowing him to gradually get used to the mode of not being able to know the main plot in advance.

On the surface, all he has to do is survive and save his life as the plot develops.

If the only goal is to live, you really can only live.Shen Mingyuan closed his eyes and meditated. He knew how to behave and how to deal with any character when he was under the control of any character so as not to be killed. He also knew which key points should be changed if he wanted to save the life of a character.

Actually this is not enough.

To passively follow the life-and-death plot to survive is to complete the task and live to the end... Actively interfere with everything and let everyone's end come earlier, which can be regarded as living to the end.

All of this, in the final analysis, is thanks to Yin Zuosheng who reminded him of who he is.

He is Shen Mingyuan, not Shen Ershao, he is the author.

Once you know the outline, you can finish the outline.

Living fifty chapters is much easier than living more than 100 chapters. Let everything end early before the plot completely enters the plot that he has no time to write in the future.

He knocked on the system for a long time, wanting to ask if this is feasible, but he never got a clear answer.The system ignored him, and he couldn't find the answer to the question he really wanted to ask, so he could only verify it himself.

When he was absorbed in thinking, the other voices in his ears were automatically ignored. He didn't come back to his senses until he was covered with a thin blanket, and squinted his eyes to see——Nie Xin actually thought he was asleep.

Hearing this, Yin Zuosheng went into the house, and seemed to be using spiritual power to build a kang, calling a lot of mud, sand and stones from around.I don't know how those people in Yiren Valley will feel when they see Master Shaogu using a heaven-defying cultivation to build a kang.

...Forget it, those psychopaths in Yirengu might cheer him up and praise him.

Not long after, doctors finally came one after the other, one gave Nie Xinzhi an arm, and the other brought some herbs to treat Yin Zuosheng's internal injuries and face.

Finally, no one paid attention to him anymore, Shen Mingyuan opened his eyes, his body didn't move, and he touched his Qiankun bag with his hand.

Hidden inside are a series of treasures brought out from the Shen family's hidden machine pavilion, and now there are a few things that can finally come in handy.

One is a magic weapon that can completely destroy the sky peeping mirror, and the other is that it can do things on the birthday banquet.

Shen Mingyuan fumbled in the bag for a long time, finally took out the third item, then got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Fangcai only packed a little food on the way, and it happened to be lunch time, and at this moment his stomach growled again, when others saw him, they thought he was just looking for something to eat, no one thought about it.Yin Zuosheng stretched his neck long, and called him from the window, saying that he wanted spicy food very naturally, and asked Shen Mingyuan to ask the cook if he could make spicy noodles.

Then he was reprimanded by the doctor on the side, saying that the three of them were badly injured, and no one should even try to touch chili peppers, and they had to avoid eating them.

Shen Mingyuan squeezed his Qiankun bag, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't have spicy food, but there are a bunch of strange medicines that taste very spicy."

The author has something to say:

It's been a bit short recently, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we may add something more... It's rare that Xiao Ming is going to do something