Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

"Oh! This Mr. Qi, why didn't you know to turn off the tap when you went out! How much water should be wasted, alas, fortunately we came to take a look... You say it is, Mr. Lin."

Lin Cen ignored her, and the landlord didn't care, he just pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I stepped on something sticky under my feet, and the landlord exclaimed, "Oh, what is this!"

Lin Cen lowered his head and saw that the landlord was stepping on a pile of soaked yellow paper under the half-soaked shoe.

Lin Cen sniffed it, and it smelled of cinnabar.

It should be a talisman.

"Why is the smell so strong..."

"Rotten food." Lin Cen turned his head and replied.

There was half a bowl of rice and two dishes on the table, and the chopsticks were thrown on the table casually. Mold had already grown in the bowl and on the plate.

He has just turned from summer to late autumn in another world, but this world has already entered severe winter.

The landlord's cotton shoes were wet. She cursed and looked into the room. The faucet in the kitchen had a big crack open, and water was gurgling down.

Lin Cen stepped on the water in the room and walked to the dining table, stretched out his hand to wipe it lightly, and an obvious fingerprint landed on the table.

It's all gray.

The chair by the dining table fell to the ground, and Lin Cen bent over to help the chair up. The armrest facing the door was damaged, and it was loosely attached to it.

The landlord came out after turning off the water, only to feel that the scene in front of him made people panic.

Uncollected bowls and chopsticks, half-open faucets, the owner must not have traveled far away, so it could only be that something happened and he had to leave suddenly.

Then never came back.

There is never any good thing that can be related to accidents.

She anxiously asked Lin Cen to go out together.

Lin Cen remembered every corner of the room in his heart, then nodded and turned around to go out.

After leaving, the landlord thanked Lin Cen with a smile, "It's really thanks to you today."

"It's just a little effort." Lin Cen asked the landlord for the phone number of Mr. Qi next door.

"But I also called, but I haven't been able to get through." The landlord was a little worried.

The house has become like this, and to be honest, she doesn't want to continue renting it to Mr. Qi.

But now the key is that you can't even see anyone.

The landlord let out a hey, said goodbye and went to work.

Lin Cen looked at the closed door next door, and silently tightened his grip on a photo in his hand.

It was a photo of him secretly taken by Mr. Qi next door.

Maybe he was worried that he would find out that it was taken as a fake selfie.

The owner only showed a small piece of skin behind the eyes, brushing the arc of the ears and hair, it was Lin Cen.

In the photo, he was opening the door with his head down, only half of his face was exposed.

Lin Cen took a deep breath and returned home.

After knowing a possibility, people will be much easier to find.

He called the man back and gave him Mr. Qi's contact information. Within half an hour, he found the clue.

The man threw a stack of photos in front of Lin Cen, and he was amazed, "It's a Taoist Huoju. It's interesting that monsters and Taoists get together."

Lin Cen put away all the photos and folded them up, and put them in his arms, not showing the slightest sign to anyone.

He glanced at the man, "You can go."

"Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

A transparent glass bead rolled towards the man.

"enough?"

"Enough, look for the statue of Shirasawa in the Kyoto Museum, everything is in my heart, thanks~"

The man grinned, and his figure disappeared in front of Lin Cen.

Lin Cen snorted.

As soon as he left, he immediately took out the photo he was holding in his heart.

The photo that Bai Zexiang gave is naturally not an ordinary photo.

The Qi Shaoyang in it repeats the dynamic information intercepted by Bai Zexiang from time and space. In different photos, Qi Shaoyang, who is a child, a teenager, and a young man, is either holding a Chinese ink pen and drawing amulets very seriously, or just seeing the troubled things afterward. He frowned lightly.

Every Qi Shaoyang is so vivid and real.

This is the real Qi Shaoyang.

He is a Taoist priest.

It is the existence that stands in opposition to him.

But he is also the person he loves, and he does not know whether to live or die because of him.

Lin Cen's fingertips lightly brushed the serious and silent man's brows and eyes on the screen, and silently bent the corners of his lips.

I know where to find you.

wait for me.

……

The information given by Bai Zexiang not only captured the mirror image of Qi Shaoyang's growth from childhood to adulthood, but also gave him an address where he lived since childhood.

Qi Shaoyang had no father or mother, and grew up with his master in a dilapidated old Taoist temple.

His master was an old Taoist priest, sitting on the threshold of the Taoist temple with his arms and legs tucked up.

Lin Cen's demonic aura did not restrain himself, and he suddenly landed in front of him.

No matter how cruel Lin Cen is, he is still a monster and cannot enter the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist raised his head slightly in his direction, his half-long hair seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, covering his eyes, he spoke with a familiar tone, "Come here?"

Lin Cen's heart moved slightly, "You know me?"

The old Taoist knocked on the threshold with a black wooden stick at hand, "My daughter-in-law, I am an old blind man, come and give me a hand."

Lin Cen blushed slightly when he was called this, and he was relieved.

The old Taoist still has the time to joke with him, that is, Qi Shaoyang is fine.

Lin Cen helped him up, and asked calmly, "Can your eyes be cured?"

"It can be cured, but it is not necessary."

The old Taoist grabbed the blind stick and stepped across the door, knocking on the open space in front of Lin Cen.

Lin Cen followed him in, and the moment he stepped through the door, he felt a very sharp gaze sweeping him from head to toe.

Lin Cen realized that he was covered in a cold sweat when his gaze was staggered.

The old Taoist walked ahead with his blind stick, and said as he walked, "When I was young, I didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and I always felt that my supernatural powers were better than mine. As a result, I was poked blind in both eyes."

Lin Cen rubbed his nose, feeling that there was something in the old Taoist's words.

He was talking about himself.

It's not just about myself.

Lin Cen walked behind the old Taoist priest. The closer he got to Qi Shaoyang, the more anxious he became, and he couldn't help asking, "Qi Shaoyang——"

The old Taoist slammed his blind stick on the ground, "Don't ask, don't tell, you can see for yourself."

Lin Cen pouted, and the old Taoist sighed again.

Lin Cen followed him to the Taoist temple.

It is worthy of the name of dilapidated and dilapidated. Along the way, there are bricks, stones, rubble, and overgrown weeds. The only thing that is clean and tidy is the statue of God on the main hall and the incense burner in front of it, which has been polished thoroughly by people.

The old Taoist didn't take Lin Cen to see Qi Shaoyang, but took him to the statue.

Lin Cen was vigilant and couldn't help but ask, "What did you bring me here for?"

The old Taoist groped and knelt down on the futon, put his hands in front of his forehead, and kowtowed to Master Zhang in the main hall.

Lin Cen bowed and saluted.

After the devout walk was over, Lin Cen thought he should take him to find Qi Shaoyang.

The old Taoist stood up straight, but knelt down, "looking" at the solemn statue on the main hall with his head up and his eyes blank.

As if he knew what Lin Cen was thinking, he said, "The old man is blind, but his heart is not blind."

"A year ago, that kid came back and told Tianshi that he fell in love with a male monster at first sight and wanted to be with him."

Lin Cen's heart skipped a beat.

The old Taoist turned his head, his black and lifeless pupils looked straight at Lin Cen.

There was regret and resentment in those eyes.

Lin Cen was speechless.

The old Taoist didn't want to listen to what he had to say, so he looked up again and "looked" at the celestial master, with a hint of sadness on his ravine face, "This is the fate he deserves."

"On that day, under the seat of Sanqing, in front of the Celestial Master, I made him suffer."

Huoju Taoist priests can marry and have children.

If it wasn't for the wrong identity and gender of the object, the old Taoist would have been happy to see Qi Shaoyang find a wife.

"He made three mistakes. One is breaking the yin and yang relationship, the other is committing a transgression, and the third—"

Lin Cen suddenly felt uneasy, and he asked, "What is three?"

The old Taoist didn't speak, but bent down and kowtowed, slowly and deeply buried his head on the back of his hands.

a long time.

Lin Cen stood silently aside, while the old Taoist climbed up from the futon, and walked out in the direction of the door with a blind stick in his hand.

Lin Cen followed up and asked, "What is the third?"

The old Taoist's blind stick tapped lightly for the third time, and he turned his head to the side, "staring" at Lin Cen with blank eyes.

"The third is the sins left over from the previous life. In this life, I still have to destroy my future. The emperor ordered me to become a general at the end of the road. I should have been enlightened, but my love suddenly broke out."

Lin Cen was in a daze, and when he smiled silently, there was unspeakable sadness in his eyes.

He asked softly: "The person who ruined his fate, the two lives are me?"

The old Taoist stopped answering, but pushed open the door in front of him, "Go in, he's inside."

Seeing this, Lin Cen had no time to care about other things, and his eyes were full of Qi Shaoyang lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale.

"The things in his body are transformed by resentment. The generals are resolute, and the things born in a thousand years of death are very fierce. I can only suppress him with formations. However, they are born in one body, and the evil spirit and Shaoyang are also suppressed. Trapped."

"Do you need me to do anything?"

The old Taoist sat down beside the bed, "We can only rely on Shaoyang to wake up, this is his body."

Lin Cen's expression darkened.

"But this resentment is the most likely to cause people's demons and delusions. Shaoyang is now trapped in the gap between the mind and thoughts, and is trapped in the world built by resentment. You need to restore him to his original consciousness."

Lin Cen nodded.

"In that world, you may not be you, and he is not him. What you have to do is let him find himself."

Lin Cen lay beside Qi Shaoyang and grabbed his hand.

"I see."

The temperature in Qi Shaoyang's palm was transmitted continuously, Lin Cen smiled and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Cen found himself in a hotel room. Through the frosted glass in the bathroom, a tall man was taking a shower, and the sound of rushing water could be heard in his ears.

Lin Cen took a closer look, and found that the abilities of his original form, as well as the demonic power and aura after becoming a demon were all gone.

This body is just an ordinary person.

Not knowing what was going on, Lin Cen thought about it and decided to go to Qi Shaoyang first.

As a result, the person hadn't moved when the phone rang.

The unfamiliar ringtone made Lin Cen stunned for a moment, and then he took a look, his face turned dark immediately.

He also came in as a starlet, an [-]-tier vase with nothing but his face.

At this time, under the encouragement of his manager, he climbed into the bed of the rich man, Boss Qi.

Lin Cen smiled, but his eyes were burning.

Well, you Qi Shaoyang, in a different world, you dare to unwittingly rule a little star.

The author has something to say: Sorry for being so late TAT

Please take a leave first, I'm not sure if I can change it tomorrow, it's not very comfortable