The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

"Master, junior brother?"

Looking at the humming water dumpling in Meng Yijue's arms, Gu Qingyang stuttered in shock: "Master, Master, it... Uh, what is it, Junior Brother? Doesn't it look like a human?"

"It's a water demon cub, I picked it up from the Demon Realm."

Meng Yijue played with the water dumpling lightly, and found that it was listless at the moment.His body seemed to be dry, and it shrunk a lot compared to when he was in the cave.The big black eyes were also half-closed, looking drowsy.

Could it be because of the lack of water?

Meng Yijue said softly: "Qingyang, please get some clean water."

The boy froze for a moment, and Fang responded, "Hey!" Then he ran out the door quickly.

There is a clear mountain spring behind the bamboo forest garden.After Gu Qingyang took the order, he carried the small bucket and ran towards there.

He thought silently, since Master lost his inner alchemy, his temper became more and more gloomy and irritable, and he often scolded the two brothers and sisters. He didn't expect that he would become gentle and polite after returning from the Demon Realm today, as if he was a different person.

However, although he felt strange, thinking of the gentle and gentle appearance of the master towards him, the boy felt sweet in his heart, and felt that this was quite good, so he didn't think much about it.

Gu Qingyang quickly fetched a bucket of spring water and returned to the house.He took the limp dumpling from Meng Yijue's arms, and was about to feed it water, but when he saw it, he became worried: "Master, I don't know, where is the mouth of the master?"

This sentence stopped Meng Yijue from asking.He stretched out his slender fingertips, and lightly poked on Tuanzi's soft face.

Shui Tuanzi snorted twice, but didn't open his mouth. Instead, he slid down his arm to the ground and climbed straight into the barrel.

Hearing a series of beeps, the water level in the bucket gradually dropped.In the end, a bucket of spring water was drunk, leaving only a round water ball at the bottom of the bucket.

"..."

The cub regained its vitality after drinking enough water, and happily returned to Meng Yijue's arms. The water stains on his body wet his clothes.

"Wow... Junior Brother is so cute!" Gu Qingyang exclaimed, his eyes widened, "Excuse me, Master, does Junior Brother have a name?"

In the original book, the original owner never officially named the protagonist, and only called him Shui Tuanzi.After the protagonist broke with the vicious master, Fang named himself Shui Fuzhou.

As the saying goes, "Water can carry a boat and capsize it."The protagonist chooses this name for himself, which means cutting off the teacher's kindness and deviant.

And the world is in awe of his strength, calling him "Shui Aotian".

However, Meng Yijue didn't intend to give Tuanzi a common name like Aotian.Now he loves this round and cute creature more and more, and wants to raise it well, so the first step is to give it a good name, which is pleasant to the ear, preferably related to water.

Meng Yijue casually picked up an ancient anthology and flipped through it, finding some watery characters.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"It's called Shui Lingyuan, how about it?"

The word itself has no redundant meaning. Meng Yijue only hopes that Tuanzi's life will be as simple and beautiful as the name.

Gu Qingyang was taken aback, and repeated, "Shui, Ling, Yuan..." His eyes lit up, "It sounds so good!"

Shui Tuanzi also wagged his little tail and shouted happily: "Gulu Gulu!"

"Master, look, Junior Brother also likes this name!"

Meng Yijue rubbed the water dumpling in his arms that was so excited that he was bubbling, and smiled.

Afterwards, with a pot of hot water newly boiled by Qingyang, Meng Yijue took the Ningling Pill and quietly adjusted his luck.

The cultivator relies on the golden elixir to gather qi and the spiritual vein to drain the qi.Although his inner alchemy was injured, his spiritual veins were not destroyed, and he could still transport some spiritual energy sporadically.

A quarter of an hour later, Meng Yijue really felt that the spiritual veins in his body were much smoother, and the spiritual energy circulated slowly in the body along the spiritual veins, which made him feel more relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief.

Gu Qingyang asked nervously: "Is Master feeling better?"

"Well, it feels much better." Meng Yijue felt the traces of aura flowing through his fingertips, and gently held Qingyang's scarred hand again.

"Qingyang, remember to put some plaster on your hands, don't get old wounds."

"I understand." Qingyang nodded obediently.

Meng Yijue has a good impression of this sensible boy.

He saw from the memories of the original owner that the brothers and sisters of the Gu family were born in poverty and had mediocre talents, and no one in the sect was willing to accept them as disciples.

But the original owner saw that the two were honest and honest, so they left them to do odd jobs in Xiaoyuan.On weekdays, I didn't take care of him much, and I didn't even say much.

But after the original owner fell into trouble, other disciples ran away one after another, but they were the only ones who remained loyal.

Meng Yijue thought, since he has taken over the original owner's body, he will live with the original owner's apprentices in the future.The brothers and sisters of the Gu family are good children, and he is determined to do his best to fulfill his duties as a master and take good care of them.

"By the way, where is Qingxi, why don't you see her here?"

Qingyang replied: "Master, in more than a month it will be the day of the inner sect's sword competition, and Qingxi has been practicing swords in the Yunjin Palace for half a month."

"You didn't go with her?"

Qingyang smiled embarrassingly, "Tuer is stupid and has no talent in swordsmanship, Qingxi is smarter than me. We have discussed it. I will stay and work under the old fairy doctor and seek medicine for the master. So that she can concentrate on sword practice."

As Qingyang said, the seven main peaks of Haoyue Sect will hold a sword competition every six months, and all sword repair disciples from the inner sect will participate.

Since the original owner fell ill, he never taught the brothers and sisters of the Gu family how to practice swords.

These two children were not very talented, although they worked hard to learn by themselves, but every time they competed with swords, they were the last ones, and they became a joke among other disciples.

"Is Master hungry?" Qing Yang's question pulled him back from his contemplation, "There is still some food in the pot, shall I bring it to Master?"

Meng Yijue walked all morning on an empty stomach, and at this time he was already panicking with hunger.Then nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Qingyang smiled and went out, and quickly came back with food, and put it on the small table beside Meng Yijue's bed.

Meng Yijue took a look - there was only one bowl of white rice porridge and two buns.He was a little surprised, and reached out to pick up a rough bun, "Qingyang, do you usually eat this?"

"Well. There is no money in the account, and we can't afford other food." Qingyang said in a low voice, "Master, let's make do with it first, to fill the stomach. There are still two eggs in the stove, and I will cook them for Master at night." Alright, let's make tomato and egg soup..."

Holding the rough bun, Meng Yijue felt a little sore in his heart.

Eating porridge and steamed buns every day, it's no wonder that this boy in his teens is skinny, a full ring smaller than Meng Zhao and the others of the same age.

He himself doesn't care what to eat, it's just that these children are still in the stage of growing their bodies, and they have to practice Taoism and kung fu every day. They only eat such a small amount of non-nutritious food, how can they have the strength to practice?

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After lunch, Meng Yijue walked into the warehouse and dug out the ledger.

The source of income of people in the sect consists of two parts, one is the basic monthly salary of the cultivator, and the other is the remuneration for doing tasks.

And he found that in the past year, Zhulinyuan's income was indeed pitifully small.The brothers and sisters of the Gu family are weak and unable to do the tasks, so they can only earn a meager income by doing odd jobs to support their family.

Meng Yijue thought for a moment, then tapped the silver bracelet on his hand.

The system tone sounded quickly, [What is the host's order? 】

Meng Yijue said: "Your role is to help me reduce the danger index of being a villain. Then let me ask you, can teaching my apprentice improve his strength help me reduce the danger?"

After the system calculated, it gave an affirmative answer.

Meng Yijue asked again: "So, if I help Qingyang and Qingxi make progress in the sword competition, what kind of reward can you provide?"

He didn't want to use his apprentices to earn points, but he was indeed facing a great predicament at the moment: he was sick and weak, the whole family was poor, and the children couldn't even afford to eat meat.

He urgently needed to increase his points to exchange for various training resources in the system mall, including medicines, supplements, and even talisman weapons.

So, using the excuse of the sword competition, he tried to make a request to the system for a chance to earn points.

Not long after, the system completed the score calculation and sent him a form.

[System prompt: You have started the "apprentice upgrade task". 】

Meng Yijue saw that the detailed points reward criteria were listed in the table.

His two apprentices were both at the bottom of the sword competition last time, ranking 63rd and 64th respectively, but there is huge room for improvement.

And in the next month's sword competition, every time they improve, he, as a master, will be rewarded with 1 points.

This deal is a bargain.

Meng Yijue smiled slightly, patted the bracelet lightly, "Thank you very much."

After taking a short rest, he went to Xiaoyuan's Zangshu Pavilion alone, and wanted to give his apprentice a special meeting gift.

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In the evening, another apprentice of Meng Yijue, Gu Qingxi, came back.She and her brother prepared dinner and went to Zangshu Pavilion to invite Master to eat.

As soon as the door of the room opened, Meng Yijue walked out with a stack of ancient books in his arms.

"Master, why did you take so many books?" Gu Qingyang hurried over to take them, "You are still weak, let this kind of heavy work be done by my apprentice!"

Meng Yijue smiled, "It's nothing."

He suddenly saw a delicate girl with ponytails behind Qingyang, and he knew at a glance that she was Gu Qingxi, after all, she and Qingyang were twin brothers and sisters, and their faces were very similar.

Qingxi saluted Meng Yijue respectfully and invited him to take a seat.

The four masters and apprentices have dinner together for the first time since they passed through the book.

Qing Xi was sitting next to Meng Yijue tremblingly, seeing Master holding a never-before-seen water dumpling on the table, she couldn't help asking cautiously: "Master, may I ask if this is..."

Qing Xi has always been afraid of the original owner, but now she is very nervous when speaking.Meng Yijue softened his tone and said with a faint smile: "Qingxi, this is your new junior brother, Shui Lingyuan. He is still young and can only eat some soup."

As he spoke, he scooped up a small bowl of tomato egg drop soup with a spoon and placed it in front of the dumpling.

Smelling the aroma of fresh soup, Shui Duanzi stuck out its big round head.It first lay down on the edge of the bowl and sniffed, then opened its mouth wide.

Seeing that it was about to inhale the soup and the bowl, Meng Yijue hurriedly stopped it.He stuffed the spoon into its little paw and taught it to spoon the soup into its mouth.

The water dumpling obediently followed suit, gulping down the soup.But because its claws are too short to hold a spoon, the soup always spills on the table uncontrollably.After a few spoonfuls, more soup dripped onto the table than was eaten into the stomach.

Egg soup was hard to come by, Meng Yijue felt distressed, and deliberately taught with a straight face: "You little stupid dumpling, no matter how much you drink soup, you will get it everywhere! If you waste food, you will be fined to drink water every day!"

Listening to the teacher's training, Shui Tuanzi flattened his mouth.It threw away the spoon and stuck out its tongue to lick the soup on the table in aggrieved manner, looking extremely pitiful.

Meng Yijue had no choice but to hold it in his arms and scooped up a spoonful of soup.

"Open your mouth, Master will feed you."

Shui Tuanzi obediently lay in Master's arms and drank soup.Feeling the taste, he smacked his lips.

"Ah...it's so cute!" Qing Xi exclaimed when she saw Shui Tuanzi eating egg soup with her face bulging.

Qingyang also excitedly said: "Yes, Junior Brother's body is slippery and soft, so comfortable to hug!"

Meng Yijue paused, his watery phoenix eyes looked at him, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"So, when I went to Zangshu Pavilion, you..."

Qingyang was taken aback.Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, the boy blushed immediately: "Yes, I'm sorry, Master, when I fed water to my junior brother, I saw it was soft and round, so I couldn't hold it back, so I secretly rubbed it twice..."

He was uneasy, but Meng Yijue laughed heartily.He patted the confused Tuanzi, "Follow the brothers and sisters well from now on, they really like you."

Shui Tuanzi spit out a bubble in a daze, "Gulu."

The brothers and sisters were amused together, and they scrambled to reach out to knead the water dumplings.The atmosphere between master and apprentice was rarely relaxed.Meng Yijue also breathed a sigh of relief, the two children always made him feel depressed when they cowered in front of him, it would be better to be more casual.

After dinner, Meng Yijue asked Qingxi about practicing sword during the day.

The girl lowered her head and whispered to him that she was not good at learning and always lost in sword competitions.While speaking, there was a trace of sadness on her face.

Meng Yijue knew that she was very hardworking, but she was suffering from no one to teach her.Fortunately, all the knowledge and experience of the original owner was left to Meng Yijue, enough for him to guide Qingxi.

He said: "Qingxi, from tomorrow onwards, don't go to Yunjin Palace to practice swords."

Qing Xi was surprised: "Ah, this..." Her expression lost for a moment.Could it be that my strength is so weak that Master feels that there is no need to practice?

Meng Yijue carefully selected two books from the pile of books brought out before dinner, and handed them to Qing Xi.

""Haoyue Heart Sutra", "Basic Sword Style"..." Qing Xi read out the title of the book, "Master, this is..."

"If you want to practice swordsmanship well, you must have a solid foundation." Meng Yijue said lightly, "From tomorrow, I will personally guide you to start with the basic skills and practice in a down-to-earth manner."

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After dinner, the master and apprentice went back to their rooms to rest.After Meng Yijue took a bath, he fetched another basin of clean water from the outside. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Shui Tuanzi lying on the bed, staring at the direction he came from.

As soon as he appeared, the little guy hurried over, hugged his trouser legs and climbed up.

Meng Yijue smiled, "Come on, take a shower and go to bed." He leaned over and carried the dumpling into the hot water.

Unexpectedly, the idiot opened his mouth wide just after soaking in it, and half of the bath water was gone in an instant.

"Silly dumpling! This is for bathing, not for you to drink!"

Meng Yijue couldn't laugh or cry, but the bad guy just pouted innocently, as if he hadn't had enough.

He had to fish out the dumpling, wrapped it in a towel and wiped it quickly.

The dumpling was soft and slippery, and it was very dishonest. Meng Yijue couldn't grasp it at all as its round body twisted at will.The little thing almost fell out of his hand several times, and the ground was covered with water.

After finally taking a shower, Meng Yijue's clothes were soaked through, and he was exhausted.

He stuffed the little thing under the covers and lay down to sleep himself.

Shui Tuanzi was very excited about sleeping with Master.Master's body is fragrant and soft, comfortable to hold.It groped and crawled around on Meng Yijue's body, making him itchy and cold.

He had to knock on it a few times before he got the kid in order and stayed in his arms obediently.

"call……"

The candles were extinguished, and everything fell into darkness.Endless exhaustion surged up.

Meng Yijue was lying on his back on the couch, feeling the weight of the dumpling lying on his body through his clothes, his round belly rising and falling with his breathing, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

I'm a vicious villain, sleeping with a cub who might kill me in the future, it's really exciting.

The author has something to say:

Guessing that I will be killed by ..., Shizun is really a prophet, but this kill is not the other kill, laugh