The protagonist's halo is unstoppable [Transmigration Book]

"Have you thought of any solution?" Feng Zhi raised his eyes to look at Mo Yuyan, hoping that the protagonist could come up with a good idea.

"Kill." Mo Yuyan's thoughts were as straightforward as ever.

All things can only be killed, and everything can be solved by killing.

Feng Zhi was helpless, "The point is not to save people. It is how to arrange them after they are rescued."

From Feng Zhi's point of view, although saving Mr. Murong was troublesome and time-consuming, it was always done by throwing him outside and letting the second lady serve him.Now that there are so many injured people, not all of them have a lover like Second Miss to take care of them.Even if they were rescued, their limbs were mutilated, they had a fever and were paralyzed, and they couldn't survive alone.

Jointly treat illnesses, take care of them, and notify family members to come and claim them.It will take at least a few months for this matter to go on.

Pay someone to take care of you.It's okay for the sober wounded.What about those who are demented and comatose?As soon as Feng Zhi left, they were thrown into mass graves alive and no one cared about them.

There is no filial son in front of the long-term sick bed, let alone a paid nurse.

Suddenly his shoulders sank, Feng Zhi woke up from his thoughts.Mo Yuyan's big hand rested on his shoulder.

As if he had a tacit understanding, Mo Yuyan's voice softened a little, and he said with some comfort: "Don't think too much, everything will be fine."

"Yeah." Feng Zhi pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

In fact, he didn't worry too much.After all, they are people they don't know, and it's not a task.He just listened one more time, resonating with that second young lady's thoughts.

It's just that he always has a lot of ideas, and he always wants to solve them perfectly.

Probably this is an occupational disease.Just like the system couldn't get an S score, he was always a little bit upset.

Even in terms of saving lives, Feng Zhi also wanted to handle the whole thing perfectly.

[Is it okay to notify their family members to pick them up? ] Bai Zixin's words were a little false.He is still a student, and all his brain needs to consider are the grades of various subjects, so it can be said that he knows nothing about these things.

With what Feng Zhi said just now, Bai Zixin believed that Feng Zhi had thought of a way to save people that he couldn't think of.In this aspect, Bai Zixin didn't get too entangled in who was better.After all, there is a specialization in the art industry, even if he knows the principle of refrigerator refrigeration, he can't freeze food like a refrigerator.

Fengzhi replied: [Not necessarily everyone has a family.It is impossible for the Ruyi Gang to focus on the rich second generation in a frantic manner. 】

Human life in the cultivation world is always the least valuable.Life and death are often life and death, and death is death.Apart from family members and friends who are also interested in revenge, no one cares.

Cai Jianfeng often goes out to collect medicinal herbs.The secret realm is dangerous, and there will always be a sword cultivator who will never return.That is to say, the master will care about whether it was a homicide or an accident.The head of the sect probably only wants to find a way to recruit a few more people next year to make up for the number of Xuanjian sect disciples.

The concept of Xuanjianmen is still like this, let alone these passers-by, A, B, B, C, Ding.The Ruyi Gang practiced evil skills for so long without being discovered, presumably they will not be too rampant in arresting people.Choose those knights who traveled far away, or those who eloped, and they are almost sure to catch one, without any worries.

[Even if there are family members, they may not be able to tell. 】Thinking of those demented gazes, Feng Zhi added another sentence.

Bai Zixin sighed, understanding the meaning of Feng Zhi's words.

Mo Yuyan sat on the side, closed his eyes and meditated to practice, as usual, without being affected at all.He cherishes every bit of time, racing against the clock to make progress.

Bai Zixin glanced at Mo Yuyan, a little dissatisfied with the protagonist's cold-blooded attitude.Everyone is thinking hard, but the protagonist stays out of it.This looks really flat.Just when he wanted to say a few words, he thought about the quarrel with Feng Zhi about saving the owner of the tea shed, and suddenly lost his mood.

Or maybe the cultivation world itself is like this.He can't use the concept of modern society to think about others.Bai Zixin thought so.

My head was about to explode, but Feng Zhi still couldn't come up with a suitable solution.He rested his pillow on Mo Yuyan's lap, quietly staring at Mo Yuyan's chin.

Feeling the weight on his legs, Mo Yuyan stretched out his hand to touch Feng Zhi's face, his eyes were still closed.

Fengzhi's skin is smooth and elastic, not as soft as a girl's, and more tender than a boy's.Mo Yuyan used to think that Fengzhi was a natural beauty, but he never thought that Fengzhi was a special tree species.It's a pity that Feng Zhi is easy to look at now, and Mo Yuyan can only feel the lifeless rough touch.

"If you touch like this again, I will sue you for sexual harassment." Feng Zhi squinted away and rolled his eyes.

"What is the surname harassment? Is there a surname called harassment?" Mo Yuyan asked suspiciously.

The word used in the cultivation world is frivolity.Mo Yuyan had never heard of the word sexual harassment.

"Ah. It's so annoying. I don't want to argue with you." Feng Zhi put his arms around Mo Yuyan's waist, and buried his face into the belly with perfect eight-pack abs.

Mo Yuyan patted Feng Zhi's head, "Just walk away if you are bothered, maybe there will be a new turning point."

After rubbing against that stomach twice, Feng Zhi raised his head, half complaining and half depressed, and said: "You're right. If you walk around, maybe the first master, the second master, and the third master suddenly died suddenly, and then the Ruyi Gang disbanded." Woolen cloth."

Without any hope, Feng Zhi just walked around as if to relax and familiarize himself with the terrain.

Just now I deliberately searched for a place to talk about the "long-term plan", but Feng Zhi found that the two of them were unreliable.Mo Yuyan only knows how to kill, kill, kill.Bai Zixin's brain was completely ruined by reading, and he never gave any useful suggestions from the beginning to the end.The tasks that he wanted to share ended up coming back to him.

There is nothing to do in Ruyibang.The content that should be inquired about has actually been inquired about long ago.Mo Yuyan did not know where to get the layout plan of the Ruyi Gang, as well as the day-to-day shift schedule.The drug has been placed in the well water, so if you eat it, you won't faint directly.At dinner time, a little more will be added to the food and wine to ensure that it is foolproof and everyone can eat it.When you want to enter the labyrinth, use the upper smoke, and the combination of the two will work.

Now the two of them are walking, really just walking.

Feng Zhi kicked the stones on the side of the road recklessly, his head was in a state of chaos.He took Mo Yuyan's hand and shook it.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, his hand tightened suddenly, and Feng Zhi threw himself into Mo Yuyan's arms.Hearing a scream, Feng Zhi followed the sound and saw a man fell on his back.

The man seemed in pain and couldn't even speak.He groped behind him and found a stone under his butt.He glared at the stone angrily, and threw it hard.The stone bounced off.

"..." Feng Zhi was silent.The stone was the one he had kicked.

Feeling guilty, Feng Zhi coughed dryly, "This fellow Taoist is okay."

This man is a Jindan period monk.After going through those days and nights of wantonness, Feng Zhi is now rapidly reaching the peak of the integration stage.Calling this fellow Taoist, Feng Zhi still praised him.

It took 600 years for him to reach the peak of the tribulation stage, but now he has reached the fusion stage in two years after taking pills, eating delicacies from the fairy world, and doing double cultivation a few times.This sky-defying speed even scared Feng Zhi himself.If it wasn't for Xuanjianmen to know that Fengzhi was once the peak of the Transcending Tribulation Stage, he might have been arrested and dissected long ago.

"No, nothing." The grinning words have no credibility at all.It was his answer to save face.

The man was wearing a dark purple costume.The silk and satin are embroidered with simple and chic textures of the same color, making the whole person low-key and elegant without showing off wealth.A pair of black cloth boots were on her feet.Sleeves are wide outside and bunched in.Very ordinary rich boy dress up.

The inconspicuous embroidery seemed familiar, Feng Zhi took a closer look, "This dress is very unique, fellow Daoist. Where did you buy it?"

The man was a little confused when asked.He looked at the wretched and fierce man in front of him.Afraid of being seen out, and not daring to be too perfunctory, he had no choice but to say vaguely: "This fabric is only sold locally. You can look at Luo Jincheng if you like it."

"Oh~" Feng Zhi nodded.He glanced back at Mo Yuyan, and lifted his chin towards the man.

"Fellow Daoist fell in pain. I'll take him indoors to have a rest." Without waiting for an answer, Feng Zhi put his arms around the man's waist and brought him up.

"Oh...thank you." The man was a little puzzled.After standing up, he found that Feng Zhi didn't intend to let go.Just as he was about to say something, his neck hurt and his eyes turned dark.

Mo Yuyan's hand rested on the man's neck, seemingly just patting his shoulder.

He randomly found an empty room, and brought the fainted man into the room in three steps at a time.Mo Yuyan took out a magic weapon from the storage bag and surrounded it.

Bai Zixin witnessed the familiar and tacit understanding of the two people's kidnapping process, and has not recovered yet.

【You guys, what are you doing here? 】Bai Zixin asked if she didn't understand.

[Save people. 】Feng Zhi stuffed a steamed bun into the man's mouth, and then pressed the man's mouth to make the man wake up.

The man wanted to shout, but his voice was blocked by the steamed buns in his mouth.He moved and found that his hands and feet were not tied.That's why I feel like I'm overreacting.

Taking out the steamed buns in his mouth, the man asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Fuck you." Feng Zhi said with a strange air.

The man was so frightened that he quickly covered his buttocks.

"You really believe it." Feng Zhi glanced at the man's appearance.Not even one-tenth of Mo Yuyan's, at most he was handsome.

But Feng Zhi forgot that he has changed his appearance, and now he is both wretched and ugly.The child wanted to cry when he saw it, and only Mo Yuyan didn't feel disgusted.

"What exactly do you want?" The man's voice was not loud.Daodi Fengzhi didn't tie people up, giving people an inexplicable sense of relaxation.

"Do you know...the person wearing this kind of patterned clothes?" Feng Zhi turned in his head for a long time, but couldn't think of how to describe the man imprisoned in the cage.Except for the clothes with similar patterns, Feng Zhi didn't remember any features.It should be said that the man was covered in blood and had no other features except the clothes.

"Damn." The man's eyes seemed to be looking at a psychopath, "In Luo Jincheng, there are many people wearing this kind of clothes."

"Just tell me whether you recognize it or not. The embroidery workers should be from the same person." Feng Zhi didn't know how to say this.But this unique embroidery, Feng Zhi thinks not many people have it.

The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years.Even if an embroiderer girl is born a genius, she can embroider such textures since she was a child, but she will not be able to embroider fifty pieces in her entire life.

Feng Zhi looked for a needle in a haystack by wearing the same clothes to find the relatives of the injured.But here is the world of comprehension, without computers and internet.Apart from asking his fellow countrymen, he couldn't put a portrait on the city gate like a wanted criminal.

Hearing Feng Zhi's words, the man blushed inexplicably, and then turned pale again.He pressed Feng Zhi's shoulder and asked nervously, "Have you seen that man? Where is he? How is he doing now?"

"I've seen it. It's in a cage. The situation is not very good." Feng Zhi's brief introduction answered concisely, and then asked: "Then do you know that person?"

"Cage?" The man took two steps back, a little in disbelief.Eyes wandering.

"Do you know?" Feng Zhi asked again and again.

"I know." The man obviously knew something.He sat down on the chair, looking sad.

"Very good. I have successfully found a relative." Feng Zhi nodded.The two injured were taken care of.Now there are still... countless.Nine locations are known, and the rest have yet to be found.

"I killed him." The man's voice was a little choked, and he said sadly.

"Stop." Feng Zhi quickly stopped him, "I'm not interested in your story."

He is not a male lead, but he doesn't like to take this kind of routine.