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

"This is... from that person just now..." The big man trembled, "It sounds like it, it must be from that person just now..."

The young man in charge glared at him fiercely: "The mouse is more courageous, it's really fucking useless!"

The big man fell silent after being scolded.

The leading youth asked the other two: "Did you see anything?"

The thin middle-aged man who was with the young man shook his head: "I didn't see anything, but I heard a click, and this appeared." He pointed to his hand on the ground.

Feng Chang'an and Shen Ling said: "I rushed to the window just now and saw a cat, a black cat."

"Cat?" All three of them rushed to the window to look. The rain had stopped, it was gray, and there were no living things.

"Are you sure you can't be wrong?" the young man asked.

Feng Chang'an said: "I'm not mistaken, it's a cat."

The air froze, and the three of them threw Feng Changan aside, hid in a corner and whispered, stood up and said, "You just stay here, wait for us to go out and have a look."

Just as Feng Chang'an was about to nod his head, he cut down his neck with a knife, and the young man at the head said viciously: "Baby shit, I don't want it anymore, it's not a loss if I rob you!"

Feng Changan rolled on the spot, avoiding the blade, and questioned: "Why do you say nothing!"

"Counts?" The three said sadly, "It's no good to follow you, three brothers died, and now there is still danger!

If it wasn't for thinking about the baby back then, who the hell would have followed you!Now, bah!not going!Hurry up and hand over everything on you! "

The young man shrank by the window, crying, "You can't do this..."

"Don't be silly! Hurry up!" Speaking of a brave man, robbery is handy, he said and wanted to search.

But the young man said: "Don't, don't, I'll give it to you, please let me live..."

The three of them laughed out loud when they heard the words, this young man was worthy of being born in a high school, and he was cowardly.

The boy touched something in his trembling arms, and the three of them stared at it without blinking. At this moment, a dark light flashed in the boy's eyes, and he threw a copper ball with a snap.

The copper ball exploded, and the three of them were blinded by the white mist. They finally opened it, but found that the boy was gone.

"Let him run away!" The thin middle-aged man leaned on the window and looked out, "It must have run away from the window, should we chase him or not, boss?"

The leading young man looked at the bloody hand on the floor, and plunged the big knife into the ground: "It's too dangerous now, wait until dawn, I'm afraid I'll take my life to enjoy it."

"Boss said yes." The two nodded in agreement.

No matter how good the treasures are, no matter how much money there is, they must be rewarded with life. Otherwise, what is the use of holding these things?

There was a dark figure standing against the wall of the restaurant, and when he made sure that the upstairs would not look up, the boy came out from the darkness.

He lightened his steps, and walked towards a house that didn't look so dilapidated. Just two steps away, he stretched out a hand from the dark, covered his mouth, and dragged him to a corner.

Feng Chang'an was suddenly covered by someone, and his swollen hand was pushed back, hitting the person who was blinded by him hard.

The man let out a muffled snort, let go of Feng Changan, bent over to cover his stomach, and said: "You are sick, and you stabbed a knife to save you."

Feng Changan recognized that the voice was the young man who knocked on the door just now, he held the sword to guard against the weak light, and scanned the young man up and down.

Feng Chang'an said, "Are you not dead?"

The young man straightened up, opened the jug and took a sip of wine. The wine cracked and pungent, he frowned, and after a while, he let go, and sneered: "Why should I die?"

The other party spoke with thorns and was very upset, Feng Changan had no choice but to shut up about this topic, and instead asked: "Why did you pull me just now?"

The young man said: "The time has come."

"Zi Shi?" Feng Chang'an asked puzzled, "What's going on at Guan Zi Shi?"

The young man sneered: "I don't understand even if I explain it to you, and rotten wood can't be carved."

Feng Chang'an: "..." The phrase that rotten wood cannot be carved is also inexplicably familiar. Feng Chang'an thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that this sentence is exactly what Yun Xu often described him.

Feng Chang'an squinted his eyes, trying to see the boy's face clearly, but the surrounding light was really limited, so he couldn't see clearly.

Feng Changan tentatively asked: "Master?"

The boy stopped drinking, covered the jug, hung it on his waist, looked at him inexplicably, and pulled out the sword behind his back: "Who is your master?"

It seems not.

"No." Feng Changan shook his head, lied without drafting, and said seriously, "I just miss my master."

The boy's eyes were deep, he wiped his sword, and said coldly: "It's really useless."

"If I want to be useful, what do I need Master to do?" Feng Changan asked back.

The young man was choked by him, silent for a long time, and said: "If I have a disciple like you, I'll hack it to death."

Feng Changan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, what a werewolf.

Child hour is coming soon.

As soon as Zishi arrived, the sound of bells and drums came from nowhere. The moment the bells and drums sounded, the surrounding houses were like tender bamboo shoots that were torn off the skin, giving off a new look, the long streets were brightly lit, and the noise fell into the village.

Surprised drums all night, the lanterns are set up, and the leaves stretch their buds.

Feng Changan looked at this scene in amazement, every house was brightly lit, illuminating the whole village.

By the light of the fire, Feng Changan was about to look at the brand new wall, the young man grabbed his hand, "Don't touch it, it's all fake."

"How do you know?" Feng Chang'an didn't have the previous life's cultivation now, and he had vision, so he didn't see any doubts about it.

The young man let go of his hand, clearly not wanting to explain, holding the sword in his arms, and lazily said: "Hide for a while, wait until dawn."

Feng Changan looked back at the young man. Under the warm light, he saw that the young man was very handsome, with a straight nose and red lips, and a face like a jade crown. His black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he was dressed in white. He held a doctor's sword in his hand. Hanging wine.

Seeing Feng Changan looking at him, he raised his eyelids and said, "See what I am doing, is there something wrong?"

Feng Chang'an looked at him without blinking, and his eyes jumped over the doctor's sword again, thinking that this young man looked a bit like Yun Xu, he took a closer look, and he really did.

Feng Changan cautiously called again: "Master?"

The young man was stunned, he tapped Feng Changan on the shoulder with the hilt of his sword, said coldly, "Who is your master, how many times have I said it, it's not your master, are you annoying?"

"Really?" Feng Changan stared at him for a long time, mustered up his courage, and stretched out his hand to pinch the other person's face, "Do you want to crush my heart? Tell the truth, yes or no"

juvenile:"……"

Veins popped up on his forehead, the young man pulled his hand away, and just about to draw his sword to cut him, Feng Changan squatted on the ground, muttering: "Master, I knew it was you, look, as soon as I provoke you, you will kill me!" Go crazy."

juvenile:"……"

I'm not angry, I'm not angry, who will be proud if I am mad at myself?

The young man forced his sword back, grabbed the man who was squatting on the ground, and said angrily, "You are sick!"

"Well... it seems that it is indeed not the master." Feng Chang comforted the young man's hand and apologized, "This fellow Taoist, I am really sorry, I was just probing, why don't you call back?"

The boy laughed angrily, and repeatedly patted him on the shoulder: "It's very good, the wind never stops, just wait for me."

When Feng Changan saw the doctor sword in his hand, he knew it belonged to the same sect, he said: "I haven't asked the teachers and disciples for their honorable names."

"Yun Chang, the Dao name is Yun Hui," said the young man.

Yun Xu?cloud long?

Feng Chang'an: "..." Is this guy Yun Xu?Feng Chang'an looked at him suspiciously from head to toe, as if he really looked like him, but Yun Xu's temper was obviously not so good, so...

Feng Chang'an pressed Yun Chang's shoulder with a solemn expression: "Tell me honestly, are you my master's illegitimate child!"

Yun Chang looked at him silently, lifted his hand, and took two steps back: "The wind never stops, do you have a hole in your head?"

"Ah!" A scream pierced the sky.

Just as Feng Chang'an turned his head to look at the place where the screams were coming from, Yun Chang beside him had already rushed out, came to the restaurant with a few strides, and jumped onto the restaurant with his toes on the ground.

The restaurant was covered with broken limbs and broken arms, the ground was smeared with blood, and three heads were lying on the ground, their eyes were wide open, full of horror.

Yun Chang poked the heads of the three with his sword, and said to Feng Chang'an who had just climbed up the restaurant: "You are so lucky that you almost became one of them."

Feng Changan ignored him, and squatted down to look carefully at the place where the head was severed: "The incision is smooth, the flesh and blood are clean, it seems to be a fatal blow."

Yun Chang looked around the room, but saw nothing. He opened the door, looked at the threshold, and said, "There are paw prints—is this a cat's paw print?"

"Let me see." Feng Chang didn't see the hand thrown in by the black cat before, and immediately came out of the room.

There were indeed two dark red paw prints on the threshold.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should belong to that black cat." Feng Chang'an said.

"Black cat?" Yun Chang frowned, "What black cat?"

"Didn't you come to knock on the door earlier? No one opened the door for you. After you left, a hand was thrown into the room through the window. I rushed to the window and saw a black cat running across the roof.

I thought it was your hand, but it wasn't. "

There was a lot of noise downstairs, various voices came from the street, Feng Changan squatted down, moved to the railing, and looked down.

The dilapidated streets looked like they had just been paved. The blue bricks were brand new. The vendors placed their goods on both sides and yelled loudly. Red lanterns were hung under the eaves in front of the houses, as if they were celebrating something. The lights were brilliant and bright as day .

It's odd, though, that these guys all seem to be repeating themselves.

The green-shirted scholar in front who bought rouge bought it again and again, always walking to the pawn shop at the end of the long street, then turning around and buying rouge again, repeating the cycle.

Just as Feng Chang'an was watching in rapt attention, a hand fell in front of him.

Feng Changan subconsciously kicked the hand away, and the hand whirled and fell to the end of the corridor. A black cat jumped out from a dark corner, grabbed the hand and was about to run away.

As soon as it turned around, it was nailed to the ground by a sword and screamed piercingly.

Yun Chang appeared at the end of the corridor, and the doctor's sword was firmly nailed to the cat. When he heard the cat's screams, he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so he raised his foot and stomped on the cat's head.

Feng Changan glanced downstairs and found that the cat's screams did not cause Bo Ding. He moved over against the railing and said in a low voice, "I was about to say that the cat was kept under the sword, but you stepped on it to death."

Yun Chang knelt down and said, "It's just a beast, you still expect it to talk?"

Feng Chang'an was choked by him and had nothing to say.The two sat in the corridor and waited for dawn.

Feng Changan stared at the movement on the street, and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​cutting off the dead man's hand to lure the cat out?"

"Didn't you say that a hand was thrown in the room before, I didn't see it, so I followed what you said, chopped off a hand and threw it in front of you."

Feng Chang listened quietly, and then said: "Wrong, it's not this black cat."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean one more, and maybe many more. The previous hand is gone, which means the cat has taken it away, and now you chop off the hand, and the cat comes up and tries to take it away, but it doesn't work.

Does it mean it's not the only one?Of course, it doesn't rule out that it saved the hand in a place with its hand in its mouth, and now it wants to take away the dead man's hand when it comes back. "

After Yun Chang heard this, he cut open the cat's stomach with a sword, and searched for it, but found nothing.

Feng Chang'an shook his head and said, "Impossible to eat, you see this cat is smooth and slippery, it won't eat this kind of thing."

"Then the question is, what does a cat do with a dead hand?" Yun Chang said.

"Shhh, don't talk." Feng Chang'an said, looking at the street with all his attention, he saw a black cat running across the street suddenly, with a bloody hand in its mouth, chasing a monk behind him.

The monk just lost a hand, and his hand was in the mouth of the black cat.

The monk chased and cursed, and after a while, he fell on the street. People on the street stepped on the monk's body as if they couldn't see the monk.

The black cat escaped from the monk and fled all the way to the pawn shop at the end of the street. After a while, it came out again with its hand in its mouth. However, the shape of the hand was not that of the previous monk.

The monk fell to the ground and convulsed for a moment. Seeing the cat reappear, he tried his best to get up, trying to catch it, but he failed to catch it. Instead, he was caught by villagers who came out of nowhere and stuffed it into the pig cage.

Just before being stuffed into the pig cage, he suddenly shouted his name hoarsely: "Yunxu, save me!"

Then it was completely stuffed into the pig cage, carried by the villagers, and carried to the pawn shop at the end of the street. The outside of the pawn shop was exactly the same as the one I saw when Feng Changan came here. A yellow cloth flag was hung on the crooked bamboo pole. A Guo character flutters in the wind.

But unlike before, this flag is brand new.

When Feng Chang'an heard the monk's name called Yun Xu, he thought he heard it wrong. He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked Yun Chang: "Is it Yun Xu who you heard him call just now?"

Yun Chang's face was gloomy. He nodded, grabbed the sword, and turned back to the room of the dead man.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Feng Changan hurriedly followed, took two steps, turned around and came back, wrapped the dead cat in a cloth and stuffed it in his Qiankun bag.

Regardless of whether it exists or not, it is not a bad thing to put it on the body first.

Feng Changan quickly followed him, but saw that he had already jumped from the window, and his target seemed to be the pawn shop at the end of the street.

Feng Changan also jumped down, and when he was about to go down the alley to the pawnshop at the end of the street, he pressed his shoulders and said, "What are you doing, don't you see how dangerous it is now? You still dare to walk around, just wait for the dawn Bar."

"Hold it." Yun Chang pasted a white paper on his forehead, put aside his hand, and disappeared in place like a ghost, and looked again, he had already appeared in another alley.

Teleportation?

This Yun Chang is probably above the fake alchemy stage, right?

Feng Chang'an tore off the white paper on his forehead, watched him disappear before his eyes, pondered for a while, and didn't plan to follow, this guy's cultivation level was higher than his, so nothing would happen to him.

Feng Chang'an shrank in a corner, waiting for dawn.

The street suddenly became quiet, the crowd retreated to both sides, Feng Chang'an didn't see what happened.

"Host, let me tell you a bad joke." Seeing that Feng Chang'an couldn't see it, 081 covered the area and looked around.

"You said."

"There's a group of black cats holding up a statue of Avalokitesvara and walking down the street—wait, they're looking at you..."

Hearing this, Feng Changan raised his wrist and pasted the white paper on his forehead, and said calmly: "Let's go to Yun Chang, that idiot doesn't know why, but he followed Yun Xu's name."

The white paper is an invisibility talisman, and the talisman is drawn with white water, and when it dries, it will be like a piece of white paper, nothing at all.

Inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect and above have taught how to draw this spell, but there are too many steps to draw it.

081 questioned: "Then you didn't follow the past just now, but now? To be honest, you actually want to seek asylum because you see that the situation is not good?"

"081, let me tell you, you will be struck by lightning if you talk nonsense."

Feng Chang'an thought that Yun Chang was also a genius, he didn't take care of his friendship for the other party, nor because he might be Yun Xu's illegitimate son, but for the Qingyun Sect, it was really a loss for the sect and it was not worth it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's strange to believe you." 081 said.

Feng Chang'an said: "Believe it or not." He put on an invisibility amulet and chased along the alley.

Just as Feng Chang'an left this place, a group of black cats mentioned in 081 came here. They didn't see anyone, they raised their forelimbs in unison, and looked into the alley with their black heads.

This group of black cats is exactly as 081 said, carrying a soft bridge, which is red in color, inlaid with gold rims, carved with lotus flowers, and a statue of Guanyin is placed in the soft bridge.

The statue is a lifelike Avalokitesvara with a kind face and eyes full of pity.Avalokitesvara's whole body is painted with heavy paint. There is a lotus flower in front of her body, covered with red cloth, and she sits cross-legged on a soft bed.

……

The village was not that big, and although the alleys were extremely winding, Feng Chang'an still reached the destination very quickly.

He fought close to the alley, watching the people who came in and out of the pawn shop.

Talking and laughing, these people entered the pawnshop with a yellow flag with Guo characters on it, and came out empty-handed.