When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

Seven or eight people walked into that unremarkable little one-story house together, making very little noise, and it passed away quickly, and the surroundings were completely silent, as if no one had been there.The hunchbacked old woman stepped out with heavy steps, took the broom back, covered her mouth and coughed a few times, just like an ordinary dying old lady.However, with her coughing a few times, the surrounding wind moved very subtly.

Mu Bai looked carefully in those directions, and sure enough, there were people quietly guarding in the inconspicuous corners.He had heard old Guo say before that when entertaining outsiders, some skeptical Jianghu sects are often afraid of being seen.Now it seems that there is really such a thing.

It stands to reason that it would be inconvenient for four or five small people to turn around when entering the small room just now. How on earth can it accommodate seven or eight people who are not lacking in burly men at once?And those people don't seem to be unknown people, even if they are afraid of the blood evil door, they are not so easy to get along with, are they really willing to hide in a small dark room and talk about things?

While Mu Bai was wondering, he heard a soft rattling sound coming from the closed door, and he understood it immediately.I have preconceived ideas, and always feel that this should be the headquarters of the Xueshamen, but to others, it is probably just an entrance to the headquarters, and there is something different in that small room.It should be that the group of people were talking all the time before, and he and Nangong were far away, so they didn't hear the sound of the mechanism opening, and now there was no noise, so they heard the sound of closing it.

Using such a brothel as a cover can not only make a lot of money, but also not arouse suspicion no matter what strange faces appear, the Xueshamen really have a good plan.

Nangong Qingyan lay beside Mu Bai, breathing so lightly that it was almost indistinguishable even close at hand.But from the appearance of the red-eyed phantom bat, he became extremely silent.Mu Bai knew how he felt. The insect mother and old monster from the Western Regions who had besieged Nangongzhe back then were dead, and there was still a red-eyed phantom bat and Zuo Changhui, the mastermind behind the scenes. Naturally, seeing Ye Sanniang appearing was not so good.

Mu Bai was a little worried, and lightly touched his arm.Nangong Qingyan turned his head back, his face was still a bit stern, but his eyes softened a bit, and he gestured for nothing.

Mu Bai gestured, what should we do?Keep watching, go back, or look for Uncle Zhong here?

There are many masters hidden in the small Yihong Pavilion. With the skills of the two of them, although they can't be said to be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, it is not very good to startle the snake.Nangong Qingyan hesitated for a moment, Ye Sanniang's lair was generally known, so don't be in a hurry, Zhongshu didn't know if he was in Yihong Pavilion or sneaked into the small room, the two of them were like headless chickens and it was hard to find.

In the end, he pointed out and signaled: go back first, and report to Uncle Luo.

Anyway, if you find the right place, you will take action immediately.

Mu Bai nodded, the two avoided those secret whistles, slid to the ground against the roof, and landed silently like two civet cats.Once they are familiar with each other twice, it is easy to walk the road once again, and after a while, the two of them appeared on the back street of Yihong Pavilion.

This side is covered by the light of the street next door, and it is quite lively at night, but there is no crowd of people on the other side. Mu Bai and Nangong Qingyan staggered and walked to the end of the street within two steps. There were few pedestrians, and the street It was empty and cold.The night is dark, the sky is lonely and deep, and the snow on the side of the road exudes a chill.Mu Bai was shocked by the cold air in front of him, and shivered, and the ambiguous warmth in Yihong Pavilion dissipated completely.

Looking back, does anyone know that there is a group of the bloodiest people hidden behind that feast of feasting, dancing, singing and dancing?Most people don’t know and don’t care. Everyone only cares about things that are closely related to themselves. Common people think about firewood, rice, oil and salt, businessmen think about wealth, poor students think about high-ranking officials and rich salary, and generals and princes are busy with their next job. The game of checks and balances...will fight to the death with the Xueshamen, and it is just a group of people from the rivers and lakes who bear the brunt of being violated. Among them, there are very few people who fight for the so-called justice.

Thinking about it this way, the rivers and lakes full of pride and ambition seem to suddenly become small.The sky is high and the earth is far away, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are so big that there are only tens of thousands of mouths quarreling and thousands of fists fighting each other.

Mu Bai is not a person who likes to think often. In his opinion, there are so many interesting people and things in the world, which are colorful and lively enough to spend a lifetime. Why spend a short life on boring thinking ?But maybe I have been running a lot recently, or the atmosphere of this night is just right, so I can't help but think a lot.

Just when he was a little dazed, a dry and warm hand held him.Turning his head slightly, he saw Nangong Qingyan's side face, thin and soft lips, high nose bridge, long eyelashes, and suddenly his dangling heart fell back into his chest.Mu Bai suddenly became interested and asked, "Nangong, who gave you this name? Your father?"

Nangong Qingyan glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "My father?"

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, and then he put a kiss on his lips, and Nangong's voice rang close to his ears: "Whose father?"

Mu Bai's face turned red, well, based on their relationship, it's a bit strange to call you father, so how do you call it?my dad?Our father?Cough, cough... Mu Bai almost choked on his own saliva, and stretched out his hand to push the shameless person beside him: "Go, go, go, you should die!"

Nangong Qingyan seemed to be in a better mood, and continued to tease him: "Hey, are you sorry? Still feel that the name is not right? It's okay, we can find a day that is not so busy, and pull two red cloths over our bodies like that. , Write a memorial tablet of the world's relatives and masters and kowtow, and you will be the eyes of the seniors. Wait until the peace comes down, and then find a younger uncle to do things in a good manner. Well, it's probably better for Uncle Luo to notify at the end, he has a bad temper Big, you have to be caught off guard... But it's too late, do you think he will get more angry? Maybe we should give him a thorough explanation now, so that he can be mentally prepared..."

What is this all about?Mu Bai was dumbfounded, three black lines hung down his forehead, he just asked him about the origin of his name, right?However, listening to Nangong talking about the future of the two, my heart was enriched little by little, and I felt... quite heartwarming.

Warmth spread from the interlocking fingers of the two of them, and it felt a little quiet for a while.

Nangong Qingyan's voice gradually lowered, and finally said: "My aunt gave me this name. I heard from Mama Li that when my mother was pregnant with me, the world was in chaos. The affairs of the Qing'an sect were complicated, and my father had to always Every time my mother would send him away with a smile, she looked like a normal person, but one time when she was suffering from morning sickness, she suddenly shed tears and said: "I hope that one day the river will be clear and the sea will be peaceful. , everyone can live a good life.” Li’s mother felt uncomfortable and told my father quietly. My father was so distressed that he tried not to go out from now on. Once he couldn’t bear it and wanted to send my mother Zhuangzi went to relax, and something happened..."

Mu Bai just thought that the name Nangong Qingyan was very beautiful, but he didn't expect that there would be such a past in the future, and his heart ached. He shook his arm and wanted him to stop talking. Nangong Qingyan shook his head to express that he was fine. , softly said: "Father and mother's unfulfilled wishes, let us fulfill them. After cleaning up the Xueshamen, picking Lingfu Palace and Yueming Villa, we don't care about this bunch of bad things, and find someone Go to a place with mountains and water to live a small life—Tianmo Ridge is actually very beautiful, suitable for retirement.”

Mu Bai was afraid that he was thinking about something, so he deliberately diverted his attention, and said with a smile: "Then you are only in your early twenties, right? We are going to hang out like two old men and wait to die? Will we be caught?" People from the Tianmo Sect hate it?"

Nangong Qingyan also laughed: "I still despise them as an eyesore, it's all because of what you said - well, the light bulb is too far away from my uncle and the others, it's better to walk around in a lively manner at first." Let’s go, visit all the great rivers and mountains in all corners of the country to live this life worthwhile.”

Mu Bai raised his face and thought about it, and thought it was very beautiful: "Actually, I can bring my uncle and master together for a group outing. A group of people run around in Jiangnan, Saibei, see the beautiful scenery, eat delicious food—— um, This is very important, I had a good wish in my previous life, to eat all over the world! It’s a pity that I’m poor, I finally went out for a trip, bought a ticket and found a place to stay, and my wallet was flat..."

The great rivers and mountains in this world do not charge tickets, which is simply good news!All the saved money can be used to go shopping and eat, perfect!

Suddenly thought of something: "Nangong, how do you think I can earn money in this life? Well, the caravan under my uncle seems to go everywhere? Should we find a job in it, half-work and half-travel?"

Breaking off my fingers, I can still do a lot: "I can do arithmetic, fight, and do business and bargain..." Not bad, not bad, I can earn money to support my family.

Nangong Qingyan couldn't help laughing: "You still think in the long run."

"Of course!" Mu Bai proudly puffed out his chest, and swaggered forward, "From now on, the young master will be responsible for making money to support the family, and the daughter-in-law, you can rest assured that you will be responsible for your beauty!"

Such a good-looking beauty, I can't bear to let him work hard.Mu Bai sighed in his heart, glanced at Nangong secretly, and suddenly had a whimsical idea, wondering if Nangong would let himself once for the sake of his hard work?There is no way, visually measuring my current small body, I can't overwhelm him...

"Daughter-in-law?" Nangong Qingyan looked at him with a half-smile.

Poor tone!Mu Bai shrank his neck, and his courage also shrank when he became fat, and smiled dryly: "Hey, that's it, we can discuss this in detail at that time... Let's talk about making money, making money! You know, it's hard to move without money——"

"...Actually, you worry too much. What daddy left, what my uncle gave, and the property at the disposal of the leader of the Tianmo Cult, add up to enough for us to use for several lifetimes." Although I was very happy to hear Mu Bai's plan for the future, but seeing him really Counting over and over again, Nangong Qingyan couldn't help reminding.

"Huh?" Mu Bai was still enthusiastically thinking about how to gain the initiative once or twice through economic power, and he was a little dazed when he heard this.

"I said, you can just eat and have fun, and you don't have to worry about it. Of course, if you think it's fun, you can also play with my uncle's caravan." Nangong Qingyan squeezed his neck amusedly, "Still Yes, it’s also good to play with master and uncle, but you still have to plan some outings for two people, right? Huh?”

Mu Bai didn't pay much attention to the last sentence, he was anxious when he heard the first sentence, how could it be like this?Should the promised hard work be turned over?Suddenly felt dizzy: "Then what, sit and eat, we still have to..."

Nangong Qingyan reported a number.

"What?" Mu Bai didn't respond.

"I said, we have at least this much money that we can spend freely—well, it's still underestimated, and there is still production in Zhuangzi every year." Nangong Qingyan spread his hands.

Mu Bai: "..."

"What's wrong?" Nangong looked at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Lord, please hug your thigh." Mu Bai said expressionlessly.Well, when he was concentrating on working hard to get rich, he had already been sitting on the mountain of gold and silver, and he could not compare to a hair on his leg after a lifetime of work. Is there such a thing as that?Rich second generation and so on, get something for nothing, it's simply annoying!

Nangong Qingyan was already used to some of his strange vocabulary, and was about to say something more with a broken smile, but suddenly his expression froze, and he quickly looked somewhere in the darkness.Mu Bai beside him also changed his relaxed appearance, and his breath was quietly suppressed.

The two jumped onto the roof of a nearby building, and at the end of the long street, there appeared a large group of figures rushing forward, all holding weapons in their hands.Everyone's kung fu was good, and they passed the hiding places of the two in an instant, and rushed to the brightly lit long street.Using the faint light, Mu Bai saw that their clothes had the logo of Yueming Villa.

"Is it Zuo Changhui's people? They

What are you going to do? "Could it be possible that they also found the entrance of the Blood Fiend Gate, planning to sneak attack at night? But this is too big a goal, right?

Not far away suddenly became chaotic, some people screamed, some people cursed loudly.Mu Bai and Nangong Qingyan looked up, it turned out that not only this place, but also people from other places poured into Yueming Villa in a mighty way. Guy rushes into all the buildings and starts checking.

"Are they crazy? This way they can find the right place? Such a fuss will only make the Blood Fiend Sect more defensive?" Mu Bai found it inconceivable.

"Zuo Changhui probably wants to make a quick decision, find a place, and force his way in." Nangong Qingyan's expression turned cold, "The ones just now are all Gu people."

"Gu people?" Mu Bai was stunned, it was the first time he had heard of this concept.

"The people controlled by Gu are similar to the medicine man who was created a while ago, but they are much more sinister." Nangong Qingyan pulled Mu Bai, "Let's go back to Yihong Pavilion first. With such a big movement, I'm afraid that the blood evil door will directly kill you." Destroy that opening."