Only villains don't force me to socialize [Transmigration Book]

Qingwei Valley.

When Lin Jianzhu Yujian flew to this place, the edge of the valley was full of peach blossoms, and the petals of the peach blossoms fell to the bottom of the valley like rain, but the valley was empty, not even a drop of blood.

He lowered his flying sword and inspected it carefully. The valley was full of traces of fighting skills. From the scratches on the destroyed sandstone and the lingering breath, he could clearly find that there was a monk at the Golden Core Stage here who wanted to blew himself up, but It was forcibly stopped by monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Lin Jianzhu guessed that the person who wanted to blew up the golden core was Gao Junming, and the person who prevented him from blew up was the Nascent Soul Stage monk who coveted the divine blood in his body.

He walked in the valley with a dignified look, because he found that the monk who was greedy for divine blood was not only the monk of the Nascent Soul Stage, but also many other sects, and even those from the Tianxuan Xianzong.

Lin Jianzhu felt that this was not a coincidence, as if there was an invisible net slowly forming in the dark, but he looked at the Mingjun sword in his hand, and he didn't care, whether it was a conspiracy or a deliberate frame, Only a sword in hand is enough to break it.

He seemed to realize something in his heart, and his mood also opened up.

Suddenly, Lin Jianzhu noticed a ghostly aura of strong resentment spreading in the valley. After careful inspection, he was surprised to find that it belonged to Gao Junming.

He searched carefully along the ghost aura, and finally saw an imprint engraved with Jianzong's teleportation formation in a very hidden corner of the valley.

Lin Jianzhu found out that it was left by Wei Zuo, so he stepped into it decisively.

The destination of the teleportation formation turned out to be Liguo's underground prison, but since Yu Zimo, the person who cast the formation, was dead, the formation above the ceiling of the underground prison that shielded the cultivation of monks no longer worked, and this underground prison became An extremely safe place.

Wei Zuozheng looked seriously at Gao Junming who was already transforming into a ghost.

He saw Lin Jianzhu looking at Gao Junming, so he explained to him: "I warned Silly Baitian before to be careful, but he didn't take my words at all. This situation, alas."

"For the sake of getting acquainted, I risked my life to steal his soul from those greedy jackals and wild dogs. Tsk, when I left, they were discussing how to divide up the corpse, and what else?" Not a single drop of blood was wasted."

Lin Jianzhu was a little surprised when he heard Wei Zuo's explanation without the slightest sympathy.Wei Zuo seemed to have seen through Lin Jianzhu, and said helplessly, "I also wanted to save Silly Baitian, but Silly Baitian was already dead when I arrived. It was really not what I wanted."

"I believe you." Lin Jianzhu's response was still his usual style.

He turned his head to look at Gao Junming in front of him, his soul and body were faithfully reflecting the injuries he suffered during his lifetime.

There was a big hole in his stomach, which was caused by someone who used his hand as a claw to cut open the golden elixir. His lute bone was pierced by someone, and the huge hole was as empty as his dull eyes at the moment.

There are countless blood stains on his body, and there is a dark purple pinch mark on his neck. His head is tilted at a strange angle, which symbolizes that his neck was chopped off.

The opposite, however, is resentment, which is growing at a frightening rate.

Under his feet is the formation drawn by Wei Zuo, which is obviously also the product of the blood feeding secret technique.

Wei Zuo frowned, and said to Lin Jianzhu who was beside him: "Oh, the resentment on Silly Baitian is too strong, if this continues, he will be driven crazy by the resentment before he becomes a ghost."

"What should I do?" Lin Jianzhu asked quickly.

"To arouse his nostalgia for the world and stabilize his sanity." Wei Zuo was puzzled, as if he didn't know what to do.

Lin Jianzhu said to the soul of Gao Junming who was about to lose control: "Your father died unexpectedly. If you are crazy, no one will avenge him."

With just one sentence, the increase of Gao Junming's resentment is no longer counted by quantity, but presents an exponential growth trend, but what is amazing is that Gao Junming's soul has changed.

His soul body was no longer what it was when he was killed, blood, bright red blood gradually spread to the corner of his clothes.

Lin Jianzhu realized that it wasn't Gao Junming's blood, but his resentment. In just one cup of tea, Gao Junming's clothes were all dyed red, but this was far from over.

The blood color seemed to be endless, continuously covering his robe, until the crimson began to gradually take on a little black.

The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and resentment so strong that it can drive ordinary people crazy.

The blood stains on Gao Junming's body gradually disappeared, the big gash on his dantian began to heal, the hollow on the lute bone gradually recovered, and his head returned to normal, but his expression gradually became painful.

His face was as pale as white paper, with a little bit of ashes on it. Finally, he seemed to be unable to hold on, half kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself: "Why, Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Sister Lu, Uncle An... Aren't you usually the one who dotes on me the most?"

"Why do you want to murder my father, let him die, and eat my flesh, my blood and my bones, just for the blood of God? I don't understand, are you all acting in the past? Okay, hahaha, okay, this time The big play is so good, it has been performed for more than a hundred years, only me! Only I am the clown, hahaha is really ridiculous."

He slowly stood up from the ground, his long black hair was windless and automatic, and the change of his temperament was only in the blink of an eye.

When Lin Jianzhu first met Gao Junming, he was a romantic and handsome second-generation Xiu, but at this moment, his eyes were so dark that they seemed to have no bottom, he was dressed in red, his black hair was like a waterfall, and only his lips were red on his pale face. , smiled lightly, making people feel extremely gorgeous for no reason.

Like a ghost in Liaozhai, but the aura behind him is frightening.

Gao Junming lowered his eyes and said softly: "Death will be the greatest gift I can give you."

Wei Zuo looked shocked, and said to Lin Jianzhu: "I guessed that Silly Baitian was going to turn black, but how did he become like this, he is obviously a fierce ghost, how come he looks like a gorgeous ghost?"

Lin Jianzhu stared at Gao Junming in front of him carefully for a while, then replied: "He has the divine blood of the Phoenix in his blood, maybe his soul was gifted by the divine blood."

"It's no wonder that he was the most powerful ghost when he first became a ghost, and he became a ghost cultivator smoothly. It turns out that there is an inheritance." Wei Zuo touched his chin and said.

Gao Junming raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zuo and Lin Jianzhu indifferently.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zuo directly took out a compass with many small flags stuck on it, smiled wickedly, and said to Gao Junming: "Silly white sweet, even if you are talented, you can't take revenge with your current ability." , why not follow me first, I need a ghost to try the derivatives of the blood-feeding secret technique for me, and you also need someone to guide you in your practice, what do you think?"

After Gao Junming heard his words, he blinked and smiled softly, like a swaying poppy flower, he said: "You answer me first, why do you, who have been a mortal for 22 years, know so much about ghosts?" many?"

Wei Zuo seemed unable to bear to look directly, turned his face to Lin Jianzhu's direction, and said, "It's weird, can blackening improve IQ?"

Then he also seemed to feel that this kind of conversation was awkward, so he faced Gao Junming again and explained: "Because I have planned a long time ago. If I have no spiritual roots and can't practice, I will commit suicide and cultivate ghosts. These are all for myself. Ready, don't worry."

"A person who commits suicide cannot step into the ghost realm." Gao Junming didn't believe it at all, his eyes seemed to be real.

Wei Zuo said cruelly: "People who commit suicide cannot enter the ghost realm because they lack resentment. Do you think I will let myself go by my means?"

He stretched out his hand, lowered his head and looked at his palm carefully, and said: "Only with strength in your hands can you not be bullied wantonly. This is the cruelty of this world. For the ultimate power, I can lie to myself, and I can erase my own power." Memory, I can even personally torture myself, I can do anything, why do you think I can't enter the ghost realm if I commit suicide."

Although Wei Zuo only has one level of Qi training now, Lin Jianzhu feels that Gao Junming is far from his opponent in terms of momentum alone.

Gao Junming suddenly laughed. He laughed until two lines of blood and tears ran across the corners of his eyes. He laughed for a long time before he stopped. There were emotions in his eyes that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. He said to Wei Zuo: "I am very satisfied with your explanation. promise you."

As soon as the words fell, he threw himself into the compass in Wei's left hand.

Wei Zuo carefully put away the compass, sneered, and said to Lin Jianzhu: "Silly Baitian is still the original silly Baitian, who is so easy to trust others after being blackened."

Lin Jianzhu saw it clearly, and replied to him meaningfully: "The peach blossoms beside Qingwei Valley are beautiful."

Wei Zuo didn't understand for a while, so he had to reply: "The peach blossoms beside Qingwei Valley are indeed famous in the spirit world, but it's a pity that they were destroyed by those wolves, tigers and leopards."

Seeing that Wei Zuo didn't understand his hint, Lin Jianzhu didn't force him, and explained to him: "I have something to go to the exiled land, so I'll go first."

Wei Zuo raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, "The land of exile? That's the place that changed my life. I'm familiar with it. What are you going to do there? Tell me, maybe I can help you." your turn."

"I want to give something to Zhu Yun." Lin Jianzhu said.

"Zhu Yun is the knowledge of the secret realm." Wei Zuo said as he took out a chess piece and handed it to Lin Jianzhu, "This is a chess piece that represents the identity of the 'joint dao period'. You hold it and it will be of great use."

Lin Jianzhu took the chess piece and looked at it carefully. The chess piece was carved from black jade, and the word "He" was engraved with gold powder on the front and back.

However, after watching the chess piece, he returned it to Wei Zuo and said, "Thank you, but I don't need it, I have the key."

With that said, he took out the plum blossom money.

Seeing that Lin Jianzhu rejected him, Wei Zuo said, "What you have in your hand is just an ordinary key. In fact, the Exiled Land is not suitable for people like Xiao Shishu, because the Exiled Land is also called... the cheating chessboard."

Lin Jianzhu looked at Wei Zuo's disapproving expression, let go of his usual calm and restrained pretense, extreme madness and despair, like manjusawa blooming on the land poured with blood, the bottomless abyss is The first impression Lin Jianzhu gave him at this time.

He raised the corner of his mouth, but said stiffly as if covered with a layer of human skin: "How can you be sure that I'm not lying to you now?"