After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

The second-level talisman is not as simple as the first-level talisman. Although Shen Yixiu is very talented, it takes a lot of mental effort to draw one. In addition, Shen Yixiu is afraid of failure, so he draws with extra care, and the progress is also unusually slow.

Just drawing three second-level talismans took him about six hours.

It was already late at this time, and there were sparse insects chirping outside the window.And Lin Yize didn't come back today, maybe he was still busy, maybe he had another place to live at night, anyway, Lin Yize couldn't really sleep and eat with him.

Shen Yixiu thought to himself, since Lin Yize didn't come to force him, then he should draw again tomorrow, today is really too tiring.

Looking at the ink in the inkstone, there is only a small half left, and I don't know if it is enough to finish drawing the remaining talismans.

Shen Yixiu sighed, lamenting that life is difficult again.

He put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, and leaned on the table to get up, but the body of ordinary people is too weak. After such a high-intensity work, Shen Yixiu felt dizzy waves coming from his head as soon as he stood up.

Shen Yixiu only felt a moment of darkness in front of his eyes, and in the next second, two warm and salty liquids slowly flowed down from his nose... Then he felt that his body was about to collapse uncontrollably.

Shen Yixiu felt a chill in his heart.

It's over, is he going to overwork and die suddenly in another world?

Shen Yixiu closed his eyes, feeling infinitely sad in his heart.He knew that he was holding back the passing army, and he was about to become the saddest short-lived traverser in history.

However, the expected sudden death did not come, and even the pain when the back of the head hit the ground did not come.Shen Yixiu felt as if he had plunged headfirst into the spring fields, and his nostrils were filled with a light fragrance, diluting a bit of the salty smell of nosebleeds.

Shen Yixiu: "It smells so good..."

Lin Yize's face darkened, and he threw away the man in his arms.

it hurts!

Shen Yixiu rubbed the back of his head, opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw Lin Yize looking at him with disgust.He was wearing white clothes, and at this moment, there were still two obvious bright red blood stains on his sleeves.

Shen Yixiu's originally chaotic mind suddenly woke up.

"Brother Lin, brother didn't do it on purpose!"

Lin Yize glanced at the table, and there were three first-class talismans among the second-level talismans, which were extremely powerful and difficult to draw--Thunderbolt Empowerment, Flooding Jinshan, and Momentary Movement, and drips were still sprinkled on the table Bright red blood.

Lin Yize's eyes fell on the black-haired young man in front of him again, his dark pupils dilated slightly.

Shen Yixiu felt that his nosebleeds started to surge again, and even a drop of nosebleed had already dripped on the floor, but Lin Yize didn't speak for a long time, he didn't dare to move, so he didn't dare to wipe it.

When Shen Yixiu's heart was in a state of desolation, when he was about to quietly raise his eyes to observe Lin Yize's joy and anger, a brocade handkerchief appeared in front of his eyes.

"Wipe the nosebleed." Lin Yize's voice, as clear as a mountain spring, sounded from above his head.

Shen Yixiu raised his head, looked at Lin Yize, and was stunned.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Yize couldn't help frowning, and then threw the veil directly on Shen Yixiu's face.

Shen Yixiu remained dumbfounded.

"You keep the three second-level talismans on the table. I'll come back to you in a few days." After speaking, Lin Yize left Shen Yixiu's room without waiting for Shen Yixiu's answer.

Shen Yixiu froze in place, letting the brocade get wet with nosebleeds.

After a long time, he regained his composure, took off the brocade handkerchief, held it in his hand, and said to himself with dull eyes: "Junior Brother Lin, he just gave me a holiday and gave me the talisman I drew as a gift." Gave it to me..."

Looking at the brocade handkerchief in his hand, Shen Yixiu was so moved that he almost cried.

It is not in vain that he has spent so much time trying to please Lin Yize, he finally took the first step bravely on the road of becoming close friends with the protagonist Shou.

What he got today was just a brocade handkerchief received by the protagonist, and what he got tomorrow was the magic weapon that the protagonist received that could save his life!

Moreover, Junior Brother Lin gave himself a vacation, and he will be able to watch the Zongmen Grand Competition in two days. Maybe he can try to sign up for it. When Shen Yangzi comes back, he will see that he is no longer a Zongmen trash , will be very happy.

Thinking of these, Shen Yixiu's originally melancholy mood became better.

After cleaning up the blood stains on his face and the ground, and washing up, Shen Yixiu covered himself with a quilt in a relaxed and happy mood, and fell into a sweet dreamland.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long, long time.

After waking up the next day, Shen Yixiu tidied himself up, packed three net worths, and went to the deacon's hall humming a song.

In the past few days, Elder Yu in the deacon's hall is very free. His disciples are all preparing for the Zongmen Grand Competition, so there are not many people who come to take up the Zongmen's tasks, so he naturally began to doze off.

"Elder Yu, is there any task suitable for me?"

A familiar youth's voice sounded, and Elder Yu woke up from his doze. He glanced at the person and said flatly, "Xiu'er, you'd better wait until you get married in a boudoir. Running around every day will only make the sect unhappy." Don't worry."

Shen Yixiu quit, and continued: "Elder Yu, quickly send me a task, I have to do the task to change the talisman paper."

Elder Yu glanced at him, "Why do you want talisman paper? You want to try making talismans?"

"Can't you?" Shen Yixiu glanced at him and said seriously: "Maybe I'm a talisman genius, Elder Yu, I want to get a few tasks that I can do to exchange talisman papers."

"No." Elder Yu didn't bother to tell him, he yawned and prepared to go back to sleep.

Shen Yixiu stepped forward and patted the table, "Elder Yu, the sect stipulates that disciples have the right to accept tasks and complete tasks and get paid. You can't abuse your power and refuse to give me tasks. My father will definitely punish you when he comes back."

"Your father will definitely not come back. Where in the Demon Realm are monks who can go as soon as they want?" Elder Yu looked at Shen Yixiu with drooping eyelids.

When Shen Yangzi took the risk test, although he had the chance to win and said he would return soon, but not long after he left, the elders found that Shen Yangzi's soul lamp had become weak, and they knew that something unexpected happened. With his life hanging by a thread, and lingering on his last breath, there is a high probability that he will never come back.

"My father is very safe! Don't talk nonsense all day long and curse people behind your back." Shen Yixiu continued to pat the table: "Hurry up and give me the task!"

"Don't toss around." Elder Yu was as hard-hearted as he was unmoved, and directly set up an ear barrier for himself, so that his ears would be pure if he didn't hear.

The elders of Shangyuanzong have already communicated in private, and Shen Yixiu cannot be allowed to figure it out in the past few days, and he must be sent to He Huanzong intact.

Shen Yixiu refused to leave, so he stood in front of Elder Yu, intending to confront him, but after a while, Elder Yu's low snoring sounded in the empty lobby, Shen Yixiu took a closer look—good guy , the old man fell asleep with his eyes open!

Sighing, Shen Yixiu turned and left the deacon hall.

Coming out of the deacon's hall, Shen Yixiu looked at the direction of the back mountain, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Elder Yu said that Shen Yangzi would not come back.

Although Shen Yixiu only got along with Shen Yangzi for a short time, Shen Yixiu accepted from the bottom of his heart that this person was his father.Thinking that he was trapped in the demon world alone in order to resist the strange demon, Shen Yixiu felt sore in his heart.

Shen Yixiu recalled various details in the original work, but he did not find any clues about Shen Yangzi from it—neither said that the master of the Shangyuan sect passed away, nor that he was alive and well.

Compared with the protagonist and his future journey, I, Shen Yangzi and even Shang Yuanzong are just small and insignificant existences, even more humble and ordinary than ants.

However, Shen Yixiu has a strong premonition - Shen Yangzi is still alive, and will live well in the future.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Yixiu decided to inquire about how to register for the Zongmen Grand Competition.

He hoped that when Shen Yangzi came back, he would see a son who could make him feel proud and gratified.

After wandering around, Shen Yixiu finally came to the registration entrance of Zongmen Grand Competition—this is a hall not far from Zangshu Pavilion. At the entrance of the hall, there are several inner disciples who are responsible for the registration of Zongmen Dabi. In front of them was a long table made of white jade, on which grew a small tree with gnarled branches, on which hung many strings of jade charms hanging from red strings.

That jade talisman is the competition certificate after registration.The number is written on the back of the jade talisman, and the name and realm of the holder are engraved on the front with spiritual power. You only need to report your information to these disciples, and then they will use a special secret method to engrave the applicant's information on the jade talisman. Enrollment is considered successful.

Now it was the end of the Dabi registration, and there were not many people at the entrance of the hall. Shen Yixiu stepped forward, took off a jade talisman, and handed it to one of the registered disciples.Said: "The name is Shen Yixiu, the realm... none."

The registered disciple held the jade talisman and did not plan to carve a seal. He stared at Shen Yixiu with a very strange expression on his face.

"Eldest brother, the sword has no eyes, the suzerain is not here, and you have no cultivation base, so don't let yourself go like this."

Shen Yixiu was a little embarrassed, and when he was about to explain that he was barely a second-level talisman master, a soft and feminine voice rang out from his ears.

"Eldest brother also wants to participate in the competition? Why didn't Junior Brother Lin come with you?"

Shen Yixiu had never heard this voice before, but it felt familiar. The next moment, Shen Yixiu felt the content of the original work floating in his mind.He looked up and saw a frail young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing white clothes, walking towards him with a jade bone fan in his hand.

As for the reason why he said style, of course it was because the young man swayed every step and every step, his face was like a peach blossom, and his whole body was as full of maternal brilliance as his voice.

It really was him - Qi Siyuan!

In the copy of Shangyuanzong, which is not much written in the original work, the protagonist suffers from the greatest enemy, a demon ancestor who was killed by the protagonist because of a serious injury, and then gained the chance of rebirth by taking away others.After he lost one of Shang Yuanzong's disciples, he has been looking for an opportunity to kill the protagonist Shou. After the protagonist Shou Fu escaped several times, he changed his goal again—to kill all the people close to the protagonist Shou.

"The sect is not safe these days, how can Junior Brother Lin rest assured that you will go out and walk alone? It is not good to encounter danger, Senior Brother, right?" Qi Siyuan stared at Shen Yixiu with strange eyes, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Shen Yixiu shivered violently.

Damn, he was targeted by this pervert.

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