Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Feng Changan stiffened, and time slowed down. After a long time, Feng Changan said word by word: "You can go."

Yun Xu squinted his eyes and stepped up his hands, he wanted to see what Master would do after these words.Feng Chang quietly stayed where he was, and seeing that Yun Xu hadn't moved, he simply closed his eyes, calmed down, and meditated on the spot.

He was sure that Yun Xu would not do anything, Yun Xu was a proud and unrestrained person, and would never force others, he would only use tricks to make people willingly surrender to him.

It's a pity that Feng Chang'an didn't take his tricks.

Yun Xu lightened her strength, and stood up slowly: "Master's order, I dare not disobey, disciple farewell." Bending down to salute, eyes turned around Feng Chang'an, black eyes quietly dyed red, scarlet It seemed to be dripping blood.

Really... I really want to tear up the cover of the person in front of me, to see if he can still be so calm.

The words "playing with each other" appeared in my mind, and then sank down again. Yun Xu turned and left, with desire deeply hidden in her eyes.

There was no movement around him, Feng Changan knew that Yun Xu had left, he opened his eyes, and rubbed his forehead with some headaches.

Last night, I survived, what should I do tonight?The wind is heavy and the snow is heavy, and I am afraid that half of my foot will step into the gate of hell.

"081?" Feng Changan tapped the system.

081 has already turned off the defense mode, and said: "Don't call this system, I know what you want to say, this system can't help it, last night, you almost returned home, and the hot girls are not good."

Feng Chang'an: "..." No wonder he heard chattering in a vague way.

Giving up the system, Feng Changan looked up at the heavy snowflakes, and said calmly, "After I die, I should be able to return to the real world? Don't lie, and don't talk about lack of energy, you need to collect enough energy to Turn on the shuttle mode, I remember clearly."

Before recovering his real body, he remembered the deal he had with the 081 system. He didn't know what the specific deal was, but the result was two options: return to the real world; keep the world in the book.

Afraid of forgetting, Feng Chang'an specially engraved a copy in the jade tablet these days.

081 suddenly became nervous, hesitating and saying: "Yes...but didn't you choose to stay in the world of books..."

Feng Chang'an raised his eyebrows: "The head was filled with water, but now the water has been poured out. I want to return to the real world."

"Then you've got a lot of water in your head, and you're just pouring it out now..." 081 muttered in a low voice, then, it deliberately coughed twice, and put up its airs, "It's not impossible to go back to the real world, but first you have to I know, you have already chosen once before. There is no medicine for regret in the world, and everything has a corresponding price..."

Before it finished speaking, it was interrupted mercilessly by Feng Changan, "Say the key point."

081: "The point is, you must cut off contact with Yunxu now. He is the son of Tiandao. If you have too close contact with him, Tiandao will label him as a character in this world and force you to stay in the book world."

"Severing the relationship, it's simple, no problem. After thinking about the past, I will leave Qing Yunzong and completely sever it."

After Feng Changan finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and said, "During the Daotai, I didn't know that Yunxu was Zigui, but you were struck by lightning when you tried to say that Yunxu was Zigui. Could it be because you also want to return to the real world?"

After the system is bound to the host, if the wish of the host cannot be fulfilled, it will be forcibly bound to the host for a hundred years, a thousand years, or longer, as a deduction for the wish.

081: "It's not just this, there are other reasons, anyway, this system can't say it now."

Feng Chang'an looked up at the drowsy sky, Shen Ling for a moment, and said: "Will you be struck by lightning if you say so?"

"you guess."

"Forget it, I'm not interested anymore." Feng Chang'an let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his hands gently, his fingers were cold and not warm at all, "Just go back to the real world, the rest should have nothing to do with me."

"May I ask, host, do you want those 20 years of memory?" 081 tentatively asked, "This system can be returned to you."

Feng Changan shook his head indifferently: "I wanted it very much before, but you didn't say it; now, uh, what a joke, I definitely don't want it."

According to the later memories, he chose to stay in the world of books, and Feng Chang'an could think of what must have happened in those 20 years to change him.

If I think about it again at this time, my head might get water, and I have to choose to stay in the world of books. After finally pouring out the water, I can't get any more water.

081: "Trust this system, you won't regret your choice now."

"I think so too." Feng Chang'an looked into the distance, the vast expanse of whiteness, the undulating mountains, which seemed to be much smaller due to the thick snow, "Actually, I would like to know what was the deal between me and you back then, so that you could give us two There are two choices: stay; don't stay."

081 thought for a while: "Well... take what you want, you have what this system wants, and this system has what you want, just exchange it with each other."

Who doesn't know this truth, the key lies in what is traded.

Seeing 081's detours, Feng Chang'an understood that he would never get an answer from it, and sighed, Feng Chang'an said, "It's really heartless to keep your mouth shut."

081: "You're not bad, you're ruthless."

Feng Chang'an: "Eldest brother, don't talk about second brother."

081: "It's about the same."

After half a year of thinking, for a cultivator, it is fleeting.

Fresh green sprouts from the Gobi cliff, and when you stroke it with your hand, the coolness hits the bone marrow from the tips of the trembling buds, refreshing and refreshing.

After a cold winter, it is undoubtedly a joy to usher in the early spring.

Feng Changan walked on the mountain road with brisk steps, and the sky was drizzling, the rain was soft and refreshing.

Ever since he drove Yun Xu away last time, the other party hasn't appeared again. The so-called out of sight, out of mind, Feng Chang'an has spent the past six months very comfortably.It's just that 081 suffers, and whenever he can't resist the cold night, he will always be caught by Feng Chang'an and become a three-one companion.

Chat, sing and play variety shows one by one.

Fortunately, Feng Chang'an is a cultivator himself, he spends most of his time cultivating and spends his days cultivating, but he rarely spends time looking for him as a companion.

In the drizzle, there was a young girl standing under the cliff, dressed in the clothes of her own disciples, with a golden wristband on her wrist, and a Zhang Fulu on her forehead.

Yaoyao saw him, waved and smiled and said, "Elder Konghuai, congratulations on the end of thinking about mistakes!"

Feng Chang'an took a closer look and found that the girl was clearly Jiang Yu. She had lost a lot of weight these days, so she didn't recognize her for a while. "It turned out to be Nephew An Ning, how is it, is the injury healed?"

Now that she has recovered her real body, she cannot be called Senior Sister An Ning, but Senior Nephew An Ning.

Jiang Yu saluted and said with a smile, "It's much better."

Last time, when I went back from Feng Chang'an, I was injured by Avalokitesvara at night, and I couldn't get out of bed until now.

Jiang Yu: "Eldest brother originally said that he would come with me to see what the real Elder Konghuai looks like. Unfortunately, he met the suzerain and asked him to send Ye Hua to leave Qing Yunzong, but he couldn't come."

"You see me every day, but you still don't know what I am?" Feng Chang'an chuckled, looking forward, he suddenly saw a white corner of his clothes showing behind a tall tree, but the corner of his clothes disappeared quickly after a few breaths.

The smile on Feng Chang'an's face faded a little, he looked away, changed the subject, and said, "Ye Hua was sent away from the sect today, so what happened to his sister?"

"His sister was executed a long time ago, just a few months ago. Elder Konghuai seems to be very concerned about Ye Hua."

"Just a casual question."

The two walked side by side, Feng Changan glanced at the talisman on her forehead, frowned slightly, and asked in puzzlement, "What do you do with the talisman?"

Jiang Yu: "After being injured, I was lying on the bed. I thought about it and thought that my luck was too bad. I wrote a good luck talisman and stuck it on my head to change my luck."

Fate is determined by the sky, how can it be so easy to change?If it's easy to change, there won't be so many monks with bad intentions trying their best to take away others' luck.

Feng Chang'an smiled but said nothing, he walked straight forward, Jiang Yu followed.After walking about dozens of steps, Jiang Yu bid farewell to Feng Chang'an, but unexpectedly, he didn't intend to go back to Waiting Hall, but went to Zangshu Pavilion with her, and gave her a few pointers on the way.

As if Jiang Yu had found a treasure, he had some insights on the way to the library, so he said goodbye again and again, and went to retreat and study.

His personality is hot and fast, and he is really restless.

Feng Chang'an laughed, looked at Jiang Yu's cheerful back and shook his head slightly, and stepped into the library with a spring rain.

In the distance, a young man in white clothes turned out behind the rocky rockery. He was holding an umbrella. The drizzle fell on the oil-paper umbrella, condensed into water droplets, and rolled down the smooth umbrella surface.

The young man walked to the eaves of the library, put away the umbrella, gently shook off the rainwater on it, and pushed the door open.

The warm interior of the pavilion was swept into the coolness of the spring rain, and the old caretaker who was dozing off on the counter woke up suddenly. He stretched himself, closed his eyes, stood up slowly, and said: "Spring is sleepy and autumn is tired. Elder Fu, please forgive me."

I thought I would hear the word nothing, but there was no response from the other end. As a last resort, the old guard had no choice but to open his eyes.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing in front of him.

He was in a daze, and there was no one just now?

Scratching his head, the old guard continued to do it again, with his swollen hands resting on the table, his chin resting on his palms, his eyelids drooping, and his spring sleepiness began.

In the Zangshu Pavilion, Yun Xu's figure was as fast as a ghost. He searched the first, second, third, and fourth floors, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

Is it on the fifth floor?

The fifth floor has long been abandoned, and there are all unnecessary things in it. What do you do there?

Yun Xu's figure flashed and appeared on the fifth floor. The fifth floor was full of dust, and there was no trace of anyone coming.Afraid that he might have missed it, Yun Xu carefully looked it over again, there was no trace of that person up and down the Library Pavilion.

disappeared out of thin air.

Yes, disappeared out of thin air.

Yun Xu stood where she was, with no expression on her face. In the dark and cramped space, there was a clicking sound, which was faint but hard to ignore.

After a while, Yun Xu let go of his hand, and the umbrella bone was broken into several sections by him, and fell to the ground, showing a gloomy and cold tone.

……

In early spring, everything revives.

Feng Chang'an changed into a low-key black and blue cloth, held the jar of wine with his fingers and shook his shoulders, and walked casually in the bustling streets.

The streets are bustling with traffic and bustling. After all, it is a warm Central Continent. Rows of willow trees are planted on both sides of the street. Green tiles and white houses are lined with green shades, creating a unique atmosphere.

The willow tree has a long history, and the thick trunk can always hide some excitement, such as small workshops under the shade, open-air tea shops, and poles selling rouge and gouache.

Feng Chang'an probably didn't know how outstanding his appearance was, he was like a canary flying out of a cage, looking here and there, causing everyone's eyes to fall on him, and they all guessed which fairy it was Go to the market to hang out.

After all, apart from immortals, there are very few such outstanding people.

Feng Chang'an hadn't seen these sights for hundreds of years. Although he was in Zhongzhou, it was a gathering place for mortals, a place where immortal cultivators would never come.

One by one except Feng Changan.

200 years ago, Feng Chang'an's brothers and sisters were still alive, Feng Chang'an relied on himself as the youngest one, no matter what happened, he went to the sky, and slipped everywhere.

He came here to wander around 200 years ago, and when he comes back now, things are different, and the sellers don't know how many waves of people have changed.

"How many generations have you survived to death?" 081 couldn't help sighing as he looked at the slightly familiar scene in front of him.

"That can compare with you? Immortal." Feng Changan choked on it.

081: "..." I was powerless to refute.

After a pause, 081 looked around nervously, "Are you sure it's safe here? This system always feels that Yunxu will find it.

You said that you ran away without saying hello, you are going to be pissed off, right?Don't forget, you promised him not to leave. "

After Feng Chang'an finished thinking about it, when he was talking with Jiang Yu, he saw a little white corner of his clothes, and knew that it was Yun Xu who was peeking in the dark.

Feng Chang'an, who had already decided to leave Qing Yunzong, immediately turned around and went to Zangshu Pavilion, using formations to escape, across half of Qinglongzhou, and came to Zhongzhou.

Feng Changan raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Don't worry, it will take at least five days to travel from Qinglongzhou to Zhongzhou. You said that it only takes three days to activate the time-travel function, and there are two more days. When he comes, I will return to reality as soon as possible." The world is gone."

081: "What if it can't be activated? Besides, how can you be sure that he won't use formations? Just like you, he will go directly to Zhongzhou to save time on the way."

"There are five continents in the world of cultivating immortals. Not to mention other large and small islands, it would take at least hundreds of years to find a circle of these five continents. If I were him, I would definitely start from Qinglong Continent first, and then choose one of the four. You may not necessarily choose Zhongzhou.

You have to know, I didn't leave any trace of coming to Zhongzhou, even if he used the formation method, it would be difficult to find him.

What's more, the place I came to is a gathering place for mortals that monks don't even come to. Who would have thought that I would be here?As for the failure to start, 081, that is your problem. "

081: "...Stop talking, the system is under a bit of pressure."

"Come on, it's all up to you!"

He blew a whistle triumphantly, Feng Changan ran into the alleys in the south of the city with ease, the alleys were crowded, shoulder to shoulder, mixed with the sound of hawking, presenting the bustle of a mortal market.

"Business is pretty good today." The aunt who sells candied haws is walking home with a straw handle, on which a single red candied haws is stuck, with the afterglow of the setting sun, red and transparent. "We should go in a few days..."

Before the words were finished, a gust of cold wind mixed with a faint cold fragrance hit, the aunt shuddered, and when she fixed her eyes, there was a monk like a fairy standing in front of her.

She was just about to ask if the other party wanted to buy candied haws, but there was another gust of cold wind, and three copper coins fell from her hand, "I bought it."

The aunt was thinking about the copper coins in her hand, and her shrewd eyes wandered around the fairy-like figure in front of her, thinking of her daughter.

Carrying the grass handle, she nodded with a smile: "My family still has it, do the immortals want it?" After finishing speaking, she added, "No money."

"No need." Feng Chang'an said, turned around and left.

The aunt sighed unwillingly, carried the grass handle, took three steps and two steps, and caught up, trying to say something, but unexpectedly, the sight blurred, and the person disappeared.

"Bang Dang!" There was a sudden sound of gongs and drums on the street.

"Fathers and folks, come and see, come and see, a big stone is broken in your chest!"

Feng Chang'an held the candied haws in his mouth, and when he heard the sound, he jumped onto the willow tree by the roadside, sat on the tree trunk, and looked towards the place where the gongs and drums were noisy.

The moment the gongs and drums sounded, a group of people came to watch. Feng Changan sat high and saw a dirty child among the crowd.

The child was so dirty that it was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl. He lowered his head, his chicken coop-like hair was tangled together, and his body was full of stench.

Seeing that the onlookers were almost gone, the big man beating the gong told the child to lie flat on the ground, and with great effort lifted a big stone and placed it on the child.

"Look at it, guys. If you think it's good, you can make money. If you don't have money, you can make money!" The big man raised his sledgehammer and shouted.

Everyone overtook the big man and cast doubtful glances, such a small child, what a big stone in his chest, it's almost like killing someone.

The big man didn't care whether they believed it or not, he raised the hammer and smashed it. Feng Chang'an watched from a distance, his eyelids jumped, but he didn't move.

The stone was smashed into several pieces, the child spat out blood, struggled to get up, and bowed to everyone.

Maybe it was pity for him, or maybe it was really exciting, copper coins were crackling into the porcelain bowl on the ground.

After the crowd dispersed, the big man packed up his stuff, threw the stones into the river, and then left with the child.

Feng Chang'an watched them leave, uncorked the wine, raised his head and drank several mouthfuls of wine, then turned over from the tree with the wine jar and came to the river.

By the river, the few pieces of gravel sank to the bottom of the lake long ago, Feng Changan pulled them out with spiritual force, and lifted his foot.

As expected, the stone shattered into powder.

interesting.

Feng Chang'an took another sip of his wine, held his wine, staggered and followed the group performing the boulder-breaking performance.

081 was a little confused: "Host, are you drunk, what are you doing with them?"

Feng Chang'an: "Return to the real world and do a good deed. You don't have to pay attention to me, just concentrate on enabling the function of traveling through time and space. The future depends entirely on you." After finishing speaking, he took another sip of wine.

"Okay, okay. Pay attention to safety. When the system turns on the function of traveling through time and space, don't be distracted, otherwise, the machine will freeze."

"understood."

Staggering to a dilapidated dilapidated temple, in the dark, he saw a child sharing the money with a few big men, and after going to the pharmacy, Feng Changan thought about it again, and followed.

It seems that he was not abducted, but cheated to save people?

The child bought the medicine and hurried to the more remote and dirty alleys. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he came to a dilapidated small house and heard coughing inside, and gently pushed the door open.

After a while, there was a conversation inside.

Feng Changan lazily leaned against the wall with the wine jar in his arms, bent his left leg, and kicked the wall vaguely.

He found the voice somewhat familiar.

A little dazed after drinking, Feng Changan was not clear-headed, and he didn't remember who it was for a moment.

After listening for a while, the lights inside were turned off and it became quiet.

Feng Chang'an was deeply bored. After drinking the last sip of wine, he turned around to leave, but before he left, the familiar voice sounded in his ear again.

"The visitor is a guest, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

The voice came from the room, and it seemed that the other party was also a monk.Feng Chang'an groaned, pushed the door open and entered.

The house was empty, without even a stool, and no lights.Turning around, Feng Changan pinched out the flame, and moved closer to see the speaker.

The man was terminally ill, lying on a bed covered with several layers of quilts, when he saw him approaching suddenly, he was shocked, and when he saw who was coming, he was shocked again, and almost sat up from the bed in shock.

He stammered: "Elder Konghuai..."

"So it's you, who am I? I always think this voice is familiar." Feng Changan squinted his eyes drunkenly and looked at the person in front of him, with his red lips half-opened and half-closed, letting out a warm breath.

The breath has a clear aroma of wine, and it spreads on the face, which is crisp and numb.

Ye Hua held her breath, her whole body was stiff, and she stared at Feng Chang'an without blinking.

"I don't eat people, why are you nervous?" Feng Changan laughed when he saw that his whole body was tense, and stretched out his hand to comfort the opponent's shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous.

But he was so drunk that he couldn't even stand still. He didn't have the strength to bend over and slap someone. He staggered and fell limply on Ye Hua's body, hitting his forehead on the hilt of the sword Ye Hua placed on the bedside. .

"Hiss one by one" Feng Changan hissed lightly.

Almost at the same time, a white corner of the clothes flashed in the dark corner, but disappeared in an instant.Like a dormant beast, wandering in the dark, but has not yet considered when to attack.

"Elder Konghuai, are you alright?" Ye Hua felt flustered when the other party hit the sword hilt, but he didn't dare to push Elder Konghuai, so he could only let him lie on top of him.

There were only three people in the room, Feng Chang'an, Ye Hua, and a child who was sleeping deeply.

It may be because of the first close contact with a worshiper, Elder Konghuai was lying on top of him, Ye Hua felt a little short of breath and her heart beat violently.

Feng Chang'an supported Ye Hua's chest and got up staggeringly. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north. He rubbed his forehead with a smile and said, "It's all right, it's just an accident."

After finishing speaking, he made a fire art again, and the previous flame was extinguished when he fell down.

Bending down, looking at Ye Hua carefully by the light of the fire, Feng Chang'an said, "Why are you here?"

Ye Hua replied: "This is my home, senior brother..." After a pause, he changed his words, "The chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect sent me back with a formation."

"Your home is in Zhongzhou." Feng Changan nodded, seeing him lighting up and about to fall down again, Ye Hua hurriedly sat up and stretched out his hand to support him.

"Elder Konghuai, have you been drinking?"

Feng Changan frowned impatiently: "I'm not allowed to drink with one or two, I'm not drunk." After finishing speaking, he pointed to the child and said, "That's your brother, right? Where's your sister?"

"That's not my younger brother, that's me... my uncle..." Ye Hua lowered her head in embarrassment, "My uncle has some mental problems and can't grow up, so... he looks like a child. As for my sister... "

Ye Hua's face changed again and again, until she was a little gloomy: "She's not my sister, I don't have a sister."

When Feng Chang'an heard the words, he suddenly remembered that Ye Sheshi had been executed.In other words, he is now stabbing someone's heart with a knife.

Feeling guilty, Feng Chang'an said: "Has your injury been healed in Qing Yunzong for so long? Why do you look like this? Do you want me to show you, I just happen to be free."

I silently added a sentence in my heart, before leaving, do good deeds, and the misses will be gone.

Ye Hua pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered. When he was in glory in the past, he naturally had a lot of resources to heal his wounds; now that he has been stripped of his spiritual roots, he has become a useless person. Those people will be fine if they don't fall into trouble. How dare they expect them to heal themselves with medicinal materials.

After suffering for half a year, leaving Qing Yunzong and returning to his hometown, with no money or power, he naturally ended up in this state.

Feng Chang'an couldn't wait for a reply, and he was drowsy again. He felt that people were floating in the sky, and the world was spinning, so he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Really don't you need it?" Feng Changan approached, leaning on the edge of the bed with swollen hands, propping his cheeks with his palms, raised his head and said, "I'll be leaving in a few days, are you sure you don't need it? Opportunities are rare, if you miss them there is none left."

When he looked up at people, all the firelight in his left hand was reflected in his eyes, blurred and gentle, flowing with the warmth of firelight.

The fair face is only the size of a palm, the phoenix eyes are smiling, the vermilion lips are straight and the nose is clear and elegant like a painting of Luoshen; this man seems to be born rigorous, his black hair is neatly tied up with a jade crown, and the black and blue high-necked sword-sleeved gown is buttoned to the button. The penultimate one.

A contradiction between coldness and warmth.

Ye Hua was in a trance, until Feng Changan knocked on the edge of the bed impatiently, and then she came back to her senses, and subconsciously asked, "Go, where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it, you don't know if you tell me." Feng Changan lazily propped up his body, put his fingers on Ye Hua's wrist, and sank his mind.

A ray of spiritual power gently tapped out from the fingertips, rushed into Ye Hua's wrist, traveled around the meridian, and repaired the hidden wound.

After a while, Feng Chang'an withdrew his hand and said, "I've sorted out the meridians for you. Even if you can't cultivate immortals in the future, you can still practice martial arts and strengthen your body."

Ye Hua was stunned, and said, "Thank you... Kong Huai... Elder..."

Feng Changan looked sleepy, he became sleepy when he drank, he opened his eyes quickly, shook his head and said, "You're welcome, let me take a look at your injuries, let's treat them together..."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a bang sound from the corner, and the pot of medicine boiled on the stove was knocked to the ground, splashing a strong smell of medicine all over the room.

Feng Changan's drunken eyes were hazy, and he looked around the corner strangely.

In the corner, a cluster of sparks suddenly lit up, and the flames reflected a young man in white.

The young man's complexion was gloomy, even distorted, but he was handsome, with deep-set eyes and slender willow-leaf eyes, so the gloom did not distort him into a hell Shura.

He looked at Feng Changan, the corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards, and his smile was cold: "What a coincidence, is there something good to bother you?"

Under the orange-red firelight, the young man still looked gloomy, the overturned hot medicine dripped down the robe on his left hand, and he looked evil like a person.

Feng Chang'an didn't recognize who it was for a while, and the red alarm flashed crazily in his mind.

"It's over, it's over! Host! He's coming..."

Before the 081 words were finished, the machine froze, unable to utter half a word.

Day, dead.

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081: Silently light incense for the host, and have a good journey.

感谢在2019-11-1122:04:54~2019-11-1319:11:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Lishang and Dust;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!