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

"Reiterating... Failed to reassert, trying to reassert for the third time, the system requests permission to modify."

"081, what are you doing!" Feng Chang'an covered his head tightly, and the fragment-like fragments became clearer and clearer. He tried his best to squeeze out this question from his teeth, and he no longer had the strength to speak. His throat seemed to be on fire, and his hair was dry pain.

The world was spinning in front of his eyes, making people unable to control the balance of his body. Feng Changan's half-kneeling body swayed and fell headfirst to the ground.

"Modification permission has been obtained, modifying... 8%... 12%... 23%..."

stop!

Feng Changan curled his fingers together, his joints turned white, and beat his head with a splitting headache in extreme anger, trying to wake himself up.

It hurts, my head hurts... No modification allowed!

"...25%...30%...39%..."

The cold voice was counting clockwise, getting faster and faster, and under the high-intensity oppression, the picture in Feng Changan's mind became more and more chaotic.

One was decades ago, when I first saw Yun Xu fighting with a beggar, the thin boy fought desperately, his head was bleeding, like a little wolf, fiercely trying to tear off the wound that hurt him. Human flesh and blood, chewed, swallowed, revenge.

When he arrived at that time, Yun Xu, who was outnumbered, had already been beaten to the point of death.Hastily rescued him, originally wanted to take him back to Qing Yunzong, but Yun Xu, a bastard, was extremely wary and bit him mercilessly.

The bite was so heavy that I almost didn't bite off a piece of meat.

Feng Chang'an was in pain and wanted to throw him away.

Unexpectedly, the little bastard sneered and scolded: "Dead trafficker!"

Feng Chang'an frowned, but didn't reply, his arms tightened, and he hugged the struggling boy tightly, lest the bastard would take the opportunity to run away after biting him.

"Thunder strikes from the sky."

"Idiot, where are you going to sell me?"

"You dare to betray me and let the dog bite you to death!"

Feng Chang'an endured it again and again, but he couldn't hold it back anymore, the Qingming sword plunged into the bluestone wall with a bang, and penetrated three points into the wall. "Shut up! Stop yelling, I'll skin you first, then cramp your tendons, and finally dig your bones, drink your blood, and eat your flesh!"

Feng Chang'an came with his sword, as light as a frightened bird, with an immortal demeanor, he looked like a relaxed fairy, but his heart was extremely dark, and he spoke cruel words one after another, just like a man-eating monster.

Yun Xu shut up instantly, he shrank himself back, as quiet as a quail.

The picture came to an abrupt end here decades ago, and it was half a year later when the chaotic picture became clear again.

The calendar is 250 years old.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the gray sky was as thick as a pile of cotton, which made people feel a little breathless.

Flying snow rustled and fell on Yunxu's hair and shoulders. He dug a hole under the crabapple tree with a shovel, dug for a while, stopped for a while, and breathed hot air into his cold and stiff hands with flushed cheeks.

Feng Changan stood in front of the window, looking at him through layers of tulle screens.

The pit was dug deeper and deeper, and it was half the height of a person. Yunxu jumped down to measure the height.Just as I was about to lie down and see if the hole fit or not, a large handful of dirt suddenly fell on my head.

"Lie down if you are capable, and see if I will cry."

Yun Xu jumped up instantly, and looked expressionlessly at Feng Chang'an who had opened the window and was staring at her with his chin propped up.

Feng Chang'an's eyes are light-colored, and usually look calm and cold, but it coincides with the snowy day, which makes his eyes cold and emotionless. If you look closely, there are still frost on his crow-like eyelashes.

Yun Xu gritted her teeth: "Who cares that you cry, human trafficker, dead liar! At the beginning, you agreed to let me go in seven days, and it has been half a year, and you still haven't let me go!"

"I didn't force you to stay, I just blame you for being too weak."

When Feng Chang'an agreed to let Yunxu leave, he had a prerequisite - being able to survive three tricks under Feng Chang'an's hands.

"You black heart!" Yun Xu was too young to hold her breath, and was so outraged by Feng Chang'an's shamelessness, "Who would have guessed that you are in the out-of-body stage, let alone practicing Qi, even Nascent Soul can't resist the three trick!"

Feng Changan's eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off a little frost: "You didn't ask me about my cultivation, why, now you're blaming me?"

"you!"

"Me?" Raising his hand, Feng Changan said coldly, "What's the matter with me? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, come here and allow you to bite me again." On the right wrist, there is a very faint tooth mark on the wrist.

This bastard, Yun Xu, smacked too hard at the beginning, which left a tooth mark after it healed, which couldn't be removed no matter what.

A blush quickly rose on Yunxu's fair face, he lowered his head, and angrily dug in the ground: "Do you think you are some kind of panacea, everyone wants to take a bite..."

How good is the hearing of a strong person in the out-of-body period, how could he not hear what the other party is muttering?

"...69%...78%...81%..."

The cold mechanical sound brought Feng Changan back to reality from the chaotic scene, Feng Changan bit his lips, and tasted a strong smell of blood.

The appearance of the bloody smell kept Feng Changan awake for a few breaths, and his consciousness soon fell into miscellaneous fragments, and he became extremely drowsy.

At this moment, a word came from my ear.

"This new disciple you have received is born extraordinary, with the same body of immortals and demons, and will bring disasters of destruction to the world of immortal cultivation in the future."

The voice was very familiar, it was the voice of the treacherous owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion, the picture became clear, and it was indeed the thin and shrewd face of the owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion that came into view.

"You are too confident. For the sake of the common people, I'm sorry, but I must..."

Feng Changan looked at him calmly: "I can change his life for 200 years. Before he is strong, he cannot become a demon. Moreover, 200 years is enough to confirm your divination.

I don't want to announce the results of the divination before everything happens, you know, it will ruin him. "

……

The timeline stretched out, jumping to more than ten years later, the owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion came to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I violated the agreement at the time and publicized the results of the divination."

Feng Chang'an didn't speak, and looked at the owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion fixedly.

The owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion is not the kind of person who does not keep his promises. It is unbelievable that he suddenly spread the word and broke his own bottom line.

The master of Zhaixing Pavilion had chapped lips, lowered his voice, and whispered a few words beside Feng Changan.

In reality, Feng Chang'an was in so much pain that it was difficult to think, it was not that he did not recall what the owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion said.

"89%... 92%... 99%... 100%, there is an error in the modification, and the modification has been prohibited. Do you need to reiterate?"

Feng Chang'an hadn't recovered from the pain, he was stunned for a moment, and denied the modification before taking away 081.The moment he clicked Deny, Feng Chang'an saw the woman in red was thrown by Yun Xu, and when he was about to hit Feng Chang'an, Feng Chang'an propped himself up on the ground, rolled on the spot, and narrowly avoided it.

Although he avoided it, he rolled too quickly, and the back of his head hit the corner of the table with his feet upturned.This blow was far more vigorous than his own beating, and Feng Changan was knocked awake, and drowsily supported the table legs to get up.

"Host, according to the agreement, until your soul is stable, your body will be stored in this system. After your soul is stable, this system will return your body to you, allowing you to continue living in the world of books in the name of nothingness."

Such a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, Feng Changan was completely stunned.

contract?

He has an agreement with 081?What agreement?According to what 081 means, his original body named Kong Huai has not been destroyed, but has been kept in the system...

The picture is a bit blurry, only the mottled orange lights in the distance can be seen, and everyone's talking and laughing can be heard.

One by one is a lively New Year's Eve.

In the picture, there is a blu-ray optical brain in front of Feng Changan. The optical brain is round, like a glass ball, with a metallic texture.The optical brain is bound to the host, and the optical brain can only be seen in the soul state after the host dies.

"Host, your soul has stabilized. Ask me one last time, have you really thought it through? Instead of returning to the real world, choose to stay in the book world."

Feng Chang'an saw himself nodding: "I have already decided to resurrect with the body of Kong Huai, so I must have thought it through."

"Well, just don't regret it." 081 paused for a moment, and said, "The data is being imported, and the import is successful. Please prepare the host to resurrect the corpse, 3, 2, 1!"

"Borrowing the corpse? You didn't mean to wait for the soul to stabilize and resurrect in the name of Kong Huai. Why did you resurrect the corpse?!" Feng Changan asked, but he didn't wait for the answer. His eyes went dark and he was drawn into the light brain.

The memories were put together, and under the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve, Feng Chang'an woke up again and became a boy.

He sat on the street for a long time, listening to the system saying that there was not enough energy. His empty body was destroyed and could not be revived. He had to use the corpse to revive his soul. He needed to collect energy to turn on the switch to return to the real world.

After a long silence, Feng Chang'an resolutely embarked on the road to Qing Yunzong.

He doesn't remember the conversation between the 081 system and him at all, nor does he remember that he refused to return to reality and chose to stay in the world of books, and he doesn't remember that after he died at the hands of the demon king, thanks to Yunxu, he lived longer 20 years, died on the night of No.20 New Year's Eve.

Feng Chang'an's face turned blue and white, white and blue, and his voice became gloomy: "081, don't you explain?"

There are too many doubts in his heart, why should he revise his memory, why should he conceal the truth that he could have resurrected with his empty body, why should he delete 20 years of memory.

In the past 20 years, Feng Chang'an still can't remember exactly what happened, but he is sure that a major event must have occurred in the middle.

For example, Daoist Qie, and Yunxu changed his name.

081 was silent for a long time, unwilling to explain. After a while, it said: "The body can be returned to you. As for the reason, please forgive me. I can't say it now."

081 doesn't even use this system anymore.

Feng Changan looked at the situation in front of him, the woman in red was about to die.

Seeing that Feng Changan didn't talk to him, 081 was very anxious, and added, "Host, you have to trust me, I never thought of harming you."

When the two were talking, Yun Xu broke the neck of the woman in red, looked at Feng Chang'an, and smiled ferociously.