Brother, what should I do if someone else's settings are broken?[Transmigration Book]

"It's just four images!" Wei Sichen sniffed his nose again with a "squeak" and said in a milky voice, "Master said, it's called 'love and masturbation', my uncle likes Master Mu, so I like it Nien is also like Master Mu!"

"What do you like masturbation and masturbation?" Cheng Yu's mouth twitched: "I can't afford to like that great god you admire, Master Uncle."

"Then junior uncle doesn't like Master Mu?"

"do not like."

"Oh." Wei Sichen's persistent snot was sucked back with a snot, and he said, "Little uncle is lying to you."

"..." As the youngest doll, Wei Sichen, the biggest feature is not the strong sense of snot, but the inborn stubbornness.Cheng Yu didn't bother to explain to the children, so he knelt down and wiped Wei Sichen's snot with effort, and led him to continue walking.

A few people strolled around for a while, the sky was getting dark, and the lanterns on both sides of the road were lit up one after another, which was very beautiful.The six people walked up the main street and found that there was a carriage with lanterns on the way. There was a long pole on each of the four corners of the carriages lined up, and a row of colorful lanterns was hung on each pole. The team moved forward slowly. , attracting countless people to stop and watch.

Six people stood in the crowd looking at the lights.As the sky got darker, Cheng Yu became more and more nervous.He squeezed Wei Sichen's little baby's hand, then turned his head and babbled to Wei Yichao's little friend Tang Seng for the seventh time, "You two, hurry up! Don't lose it!"

Wei Yichao nodded, and responded obediently: "Okay."

Cheng Yu looked around with eyes staring like two high-wattage searchlights, shaking once or twice at intervals, and the messy knives, guns and sticks on his body rang out together, joining in the fun.Zhou Qingling looked at him with a slight frown, and 'Eighteen Types of Hysteria' and the corresponding treatment methods suddenly floated in his mind.

Cheng Yu didn't know that Zhou Qingling had even drawn up the prescription for himself at this time, but he was more and more regretful that he didn't hug Mu Fubai's thigh and beg him to go down the mountain together, even if he couldn't beg Mu Fubai, he would tear Senior Brother Wei up It's okay to go down the mountain!

Cheng Yu was heartbroken: "It's a pity that Senior Brother and Senior Brother Wei don't come to see such a beautiful lamp!"

"What a pity?" Zhou Qingling pulled back Wei Sanfeng, who was running forward with his neck stretched, and said, "Senior Brother Wei is rare to be free, and it's beautiful on the mountain now. As for senior brother, since he was a child, he thought the Lantern Festival was boring. In recent years, he has become more and more lazy to see people, and he will definitely not come this Lantern Festival."

While stretching his neck to look around, Cheng Yu casually said, "Eldest senior brother, has he always been so reluctant to meet people?"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Qingling said: "After Bingfeng's accident, it became more obvious. Letting him go down the mountain might as well demolish the mountain."

While the two were talking, a child in the distance suddenly lost his footing and jumped in front of the carriage.After Cheng Yu saw it, he took a sharp breath—it didn't matter if the child fell, but the lantern he was holding was thrown out and hit the horse's face. With a hiss, he went crazy in an instant, raised his legs and rushed towards the crowd!

The horse ran in the direction of the crowd where the six of them were. Zhou Qingling let out an "ow" and, without thinking about anything else, bent over and picked up Wei Sanfeng who was poking his head.Cheng Yu also picked up Wei Sichen in an emergency, fearing that the weapons on his body would hurt him, so he could only carry it on his shoulders, so his hair was soaked by the snot of Wei Sichen's kid.

Cheng Yu didn't care about the snot in his head, he put a doll on his head, and he was carrying a knife, gun, and stick that weighed thirty catties, just trying to keep his balance in the crowded crowd, his forehead was sweating profusely.

"what!--"

There was a scream in the crowd, and the horse ran to the front in a blink of an eye and rushed towards the crowd. The people's eyes widened and they crowded together like a group of headless flies, screaming one after another.Everyone wants to escape from this dangerous place, but the streets are full of people, where can they escape?

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! People are trampled to death!" "Ah! Help!" "People are trampled to death! Ah!"

"Cheng Yu! This way!" Zhou Qingling, who had been pushed far away, let out a groan and said, "Let's talk! Bring your comforter! This way!"

Cheng Yu held Wei Sichen's little friend and struggled through the crowd towards Zhou Qingling's direction, and there were indeed fewer people.After several people were trampled to death by the startled horse, the yamen servants patrolling the street finally rushed up, threw a few ropes towards the startled horse and held it firmly, and several people worked together to pull it aside.

"Oh my god, you scared grandpa to death!" Zhou Qingling caressed her chest, stretched out her hand and tugged at the crooked clothes that had been dragged, then turned her head to look at Cheng Yu again, and said, "Yu! ,Are you ok?"

"It's okay, okay." Cheng Yu took out the handkerchief prepared for Sichen and wiped the snot from his head, turned his head and looked around, his eyes widened instantly, and tremblingly said: "Where is Er Wei?!"

Wei Yichao was taken aback when he heard Cheng Yu's question, looked around, and said in a panic, "It was still here just now! Why is it gone?"

Zhou Qingling patted Wei Yichao on the head, and said, "Er Wei has also learned kung fu from your master for a few years, so I won't be so stupid and wait for someone to step on me. Let's look for it."

Wei Yichao nodded in a panic, his black bean-like eyes were about to shed tears, and he was about to look for him.

"Don't look for it!" Cheng Yu seemed to be choked by fate, sighed, and said, "Let's talk, you first look in your pocket."

"Ah? Pocket?" Wei Yichao reached into his bosom in a daze and took it out. He froze as soon as he put his hand in, and then took out a note from his pocket.

Zhou Qingling took it over and took a look, there was a line of characters written crookedly on it: If you want this little brat to live, within an hour, use the Fengqing [-]-style sword manual to come to the ruined temple in the west of the city to replace him.

"My grandma!" Zhou Qingling jumped up angrily, and said, "Is this tying up Er Wei? Bullying others bullied me to gain the limelight! I'm tired of working, aren't I?"

Wei Sanfeng's eyes lit up, and he said, "'Twenty Styles of Wind Lightness' is our secret book of Bingfeng? Isn't it super powerful!"

"What kind of secret book is that?" Zhou Qingling rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a swordsmanship routine that the ancestor made up at random. There are many similar things on our mountain, but I don't know how to spread it to outsiders a few years ago. Yes, it’s amazing.”

Zhou Qingling gritted his teeth, and said: "Even if we go back, we can find the goddamn 'Twenty Styles of Fengqing' in that messy warehouse, and it will take an hour and a half to send it back. There is still an hour left. Who are you kidding me!"

"Then what should we do!" Wei Yichao said, crying anxiously, "Er Wei is in danger!"

Zhou Qingling frowned tightly, and when he looked up and saw Cheng Yu's body covered with weapons, his eyes lit up immediately, and said, "Yu! You go to the ruined temple to guard first, and I'll go back to the mountain now, and try to get down before you are beaten." Bring someone to rescue you before!"

Cheng Yu looked confused: "Huh?"

In the original book, the child was kidnapped because the time given was far from enough to go back to the mountain to rescue the soldiers. The protagonist asked to go to the ruined temple to delay the time, but was immediately rejected by the second senior brother Zhou Qingling, saying that he would not let the protagonist To die alone.Later, for the safety of the child, the protagonist had no choice but to knock Zhou Qingling unconscious with a palm, and then borrowed a horse for Wei Yichao to take a few people back to the mountain to rescue the soldiers.

Cheng Yu never thought of knocking Zhou Qingling unconscious, let alone with his strength.He tossed and turned in bed for most of the night last night, exhausting his mental effort comparable to the college entrance examination, and made a deliberate decision-believe in the rule of law!

It would take an hour and a half to go back and forth to the mountain, so it must be too late, but there is a government office in the town, if Zhou Qingling reports to the government as quickly as possible, then he will carry a guy on his back and say, "If you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you have to create opportunities." If the principle is maintained for a while, the crisis will naturally be resolved.

Cheng Yu thought that this plan was foolproof, but he never expected that the second senior brother who should have refused him to enter the ruined temple with righteous words at this time has already rushed out with a few children——

"Why are you in a daze?! Hurry up, hurry up!! It's too late and Er Wei is dead!!"

Cheng Yu: "..."

This is the plastic brotherhood that drives people away.

"Go to the town to report to the officials!" Cheng Yu shouted towards Zhou Qingling's back: "Don't go back to the mountain! I'll be so cold when you come back from the mountain!"

"What kind of official report!" Zhou Qingling's voice came from afar, and he was already a little fluttered by the wind: "Are you still a little bit awakened by the Jianghu people?"

Cheng Yu: "..."

You savages.

Cheng Yu looked at the guys around him sadly, regretting why he didn't bring the entire Jiange here.He inquired all the way with a sad face, and arrived at the ruined temple in a short time.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, but fortunately, the moonlight was not bad tonight, and it took a clear picture of the entire ruined temple.To say that it is a ruined temple is really not flattering him at all, it is dilapidated, and it looks like a haunted place under the moonlight.

There are a lot of ghost stories in Cheng Yu's university. At that time, he often could only go back to the dormitory in the middle of the night. In order to take shortcuts, he could only go to those haunted places. I'm not afraid of dark places.

In the original book, after the protagonist finds the ruined temple, he walks around the entire temple silently, probably knowing what to expect.Then he sneaked into the monk's house in the backyard, searched from room to room, and made sure that Wei Erliao's little friend was not inside. Finally, taking advantage of his light weight, he climbed up to the roof of the main hall with light work, and uncovered the tiles to observe the situation inside.

Naturally, there is no need to observe the terrain and find people, and it is even less necessary to think about jumping on the roof-it was impossible to jump up, let alone with dozens of catties of clothing tied to the body.

He rolled up the cloak and stuffed it between the two big knives behind his back, making sure that there would be no clinking bgm when he walked, then walked to the place outside the main hall where he avoided people, sat down on the ground with the big horse golden knife, intending to cosplay The literary youth pretended to beep and looked at the moon and waited for the time.

Unexpectedly, the moment he sat down, the scabbard of the big knife slammed into the stone on the ground, making a "ding" sound.The sound was not loud at first, but it seemed very abrupt in such a quiet night.

Cheng Yu was startled and almost yelled "Aw".He hadn't had time to "Aww", when he heard a thick man's voice in the hall suddenly rang out: "Who!"