[Transmigration Book] The main character is always scaring me

The evening breeze carried a coolness, mixed with the scent of Sophora japonica flowers in the alley below, raising Bai Meng's slightly long black hair, he lowered his gaze, and on the street not far below, some night market stalls had already been put out early, A few warm lights were on, dimly.

Bai Meng's dark pupils were like a deep pool, reflecting the setting sun in the sky like blood. He was wearing a silver windbreaker, and his hat was so wide that it could almost be used as a cloak.

After the time has passed, it will never come back, my understanding, after all, the years are buried...

I can give up Mo Hankui and be a subordinate who keeps his own footing, or as long as he needs it, I can make an indestructible sword myself, even if it is destined to be broken on the battlefield, I will protect him well.

If someone bullies him, then I will fight back. If someone betrays him, then I will be loyal. If he likes it, I will promise him for the rest of his life. If he hates it, then I will not cross the line.

However, in the original text, it was only because of the trials that those irreversible things happened later, leading to such an ending... The distortion of the Silver Dust Palace, the spies who got in...

Bai Meng lowered his eyes, Mo Hankui liked Feng Qingxuan, Feng Qingxuan liked Feng Suiling, Feng Suiling liked to make troubles, and the result of making troubles was Mo Hankui's death...

I'm a bit distressed, I don't know where to start, especially from the beginning of this trial, everything is messed up, tsk, it's so annoying.

Bai Meng's little tail shook impatiently.

"What happened recently?" Mo Jiuge was wearing a black brocade suit and a dark red belt. He easily jumped onto the roof and sat next to Bai Meng.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"Hey, you've been hiding from the Palace Master for a few days, and you said you're fine, what's wrong with you, tell Brother Jiu Ge, and I'll analyze it for you,"

"It's okay, I've already figured it out." Bai Meng gave him a disgusted look: "Brother Jiu Ge?"

"Alas~" Mo Jiuge accepted it calmly.

"........."

"...But I really encountered some problems that I can't figure out," Bai Meng waved his hand indifferently, and there was still a slight smell of alcohol on his body. Mo Jiuge smelled it as early as the moment he sat down, but he He didn't ask any questions, just frowned and returned to his nonchalant look.

"go ahead."

"The trials are over?" Bai Meng's face was a bit haggard, and even his eyes were covered with tulle, which made it difficult for people to understand his feelings.

"No, Elder Mo Zhiyan and Mo Lei are still selecting members to guard the border this time. I heard that the strength of the personnel this time is good."

Every year, a large number of guards are selected in the temple, just to protect each time on the day of the eclipse of the sun.

"Really...very interesting, but, the next question, Jiuge, how do you feel now?"

"…………not bad?"

"Ahem," Bai Meng cleared his throat, "Then I'll ask."

"........."

"Don't look at me like this. I'm afraid that you will be in a bad mood after I finish asking. After all, my question is a bit outrageous."

"……you say."

"Why does the temple hold selection competitions every year? I think it's too much effort and trouble." Bai Meng tilted his head and looked at Mo Jiuge with those dark eyes. There was an interval of 12 years in the middle, even if it was selected every three years, there could be several rounds, but it would be too wasteful and troublesome to have it every year like this.”

"..." Mo Jiuge slightly bent his eyes, and together with Bai Meng looked at the gradually quiet sunset in the sky, he didn't answer, but asked another question: "Xiao Baimeng, do you think the Xingge Hall is lively now?" ?"

Bai Meng glanced at the street not far away, the people with animal ears came and went, sometimes passed by a few strong men, the peddlers were selling some fancy things to attract attention, the setting sun did not affect everyone's interest at all , still full of voices.

"Very lively……"

"Yes," Mo Jiuge smiled, "but this kind of excitement can be easily destroyed."

"27 years ago, I was still a child," Mo Jiuge said, looking at the dim sky, "At that time, my father was a member of the guard team of the Sun Red Temple, and then he went to the battlefield with all his teammates, and the result Didn't come back."

"The most frightening thing is that at that time, there was a leak in the seal of the enchantment, and all the guards of the Sun Red Palace were wiped out by the entire army..."

"That day, the Sun Red Palace became a warning to everyone."

"..." Bai Meng pursed her lips, listening to Mo Jiuge's narration quietly.

"Therefore, there has never been any effort or anything like that. Among the people who participated in the competition, there may be a hooligan, there may be a scoundrel, and the behavior of the person may be rough, but, from the time he entered the competition, he was ready to die. Righteous plan."

"Because no one knows the ending, whether it is death or life."

"The selection competition is bloody and dangerous, but in order to ensure absolute strength and increase everyone's chances of survival, we can only pass this primitive selection."

"In order to ensure that there are enough personnel, we must select every year. Even if we die in battle, there are backups to protect the civilians. The identity of each guard will be recorded in the temple. If we cannot come back alive, the temple will also Take care of our family for us."

"Just so that the next person who sits here will still feel that this place is lively instead of deserted."

Mo Jiuge stood up, the hem of the black robe rustled, and the tea-brown pupils reflected the lights of thousands of households, like the sun, warm and bright.

"This is the responsibility of our guards."