When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

Mu Bai carefully looked at everything in the room, and had to say that if this scene happened before meeting Nan Gongzhe, he would probably really panic.

A small room like a pigeon cage in a crowded city, more than ten square meters, a big bed takes up one-third, a few simple sets of clothes are hung in the semi-old closet next to the wall, and there are still piles of clothes in the laundry tub. The laundry, on the right hand side is a bag of fruit bought yesterday.The public pool outside the room has been leaking for several days, and the landlord has not dealt with it, and the sound of dripping water can be heard in my sleep.A group of men and women in the next room were watching TV, bursting into laughter from time to time...

After more than ten years, Mu Bai has experienced a completely different life in the past ten years. He thought he had forgotten the memory of his previous life long ago.But now, all this is so real that it is terrifying.

Opening the window and looking out, the sky was gray and smoggy for several days, with no stars and no moon, and there was no blood-red moon, only the hazy lights spreading far away.There were cars whizzing by on the street from time to time, and there was no car accident at the fork in the road, as if the situation where I went downstairs to buy supper and was hit by a car before was just an absurd dream when I was dozing off.

Mu Bai's heart lifted a little, and he took a few deep breaths calmly, suppressing that little anxiety.Don't mess yourself up, be patient, and find a flaw.

In contrast, the previous illusion was very simple, and nothing could be seen clearly under the thick fog, and only a few people appeared in the end, but now, with such a huge background, how to find a breakthrough?

The key to the first time was the person, Mu Bai knew Nangong Qingyan completely, so he reacted immediately when he appeared a little abnormal.But in this world... Mu Bai thought for a while, then sat back in front of the computer.I read my own novel first, and it still stays in the state where the leader is dead and the protagonist is hugging left and right, and the comments below are still rising, all crying faces, nothing abnormal.Looking at the manuscript he coded later, the protagonist started to make a copy.

Mu Bai raised his hand and deleted the saved manuscript, and then replied to Camel: "Okay."

"I'm serious, comprehension novels are much more popular than martial arts novels these days. If you really don't want God to unfold them, should you consider re-opening a new one? The seriously injured Mozun met the leader who hadn't died yet, so he attached himself to it. On him, the two souls have opened up the dark age of the world since then... Damn! I said I was excited, if you don't write it, I will write it myself, please authorize... What? What are you talking about?" The camel was still chattering and contributing My own brain hole, I was shocked when I heard the words.

"I said, I will find a way to bring Nangong Qingyan back to life." Mu Bai said.

"..." After a long time, Luo Tuo carefully typed a line, "Brother, did you get stimulated by something? Is it because the people under the book scolded you too much? Why don't you just stop reading the book review section? Go to sleep, nothing will happen tomorrow."

Mu Bai frowned, which is very in line with Luo Tuo's temperament, he is very clear about his stubbornness in setting purity.After thinking about it, I continued to type: "No, no, I think I've figured it out. There's no need to bother and struggle with everyone. If I make a little change, everyone will be happy. It's very good."

He once discussed with Camel the conflict between the setting and the readers' opinions.The opinions of the two are very consistent, and the innocuous part should be changed, hello, me, hello, everyone, it is completely fine.But when encountering key problems, you still have to follow your own ideas, otherwise the work will lose its soul.

Mu Bai stared at the computer screen tightly, feeling that his palms were sweating a little.

The other end has been showing that it is typing, but after a long time, no words have been sent, Mu Bai tentatively asked: "Camel?"

"Yeah." The camel stopped for a while, and began to keep typing, but the words that were typed in the end were very simple, "Because I like the characters you created so much, most of the a lot of nonsense mentioned earlier, you Don’t take it too seriously. As for the future direction, it’s up to you to decide. Whether it’s resurrection or death, it’s the character you created. It’s too late, so go to rest early.”

After speaking, the camel's head darkened.

Mu Bai's suppressed panic reappeared a little.On the one hand, he was afraid that the matter between himself and Nangong was just a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, the original life would continue; on the other hand, he tried his best to find a reason, such as this illusion was created by the heart, and he knew that the reaction of the camel was normal.

I turned off the computer and sat on the bed. I just slept on my stomach for a long time. The soreness and stiffness in my shoulders and neck were very real.Mu Bai was stunned for a while, trying to mobilize his internal energy, he only felt a slight heat in his fingers for a long time, and his whole body was very blocked, and he didn't feel the original incomparable carefree feeling at all.

Afterwards, of course I fell asleep.I have a lot of things on my mind, but I don't dare to really fall asleep. What if I really fell asleep and lost consciousness?Thinking about this, Mu Bai felt a little dizzy, so he simply stood up and stood up, his body was impenetrable, his old arms and legs were so sore.

So he stood there grinning his teeth, while trying to divert his attention by thinking about Nangong.When they first met, Nangong was still in the shape of a little bun, small, white and tender, his eyes widened when he was curious, and his mouth would pouted a little when he was unhappy, but he couldn't tell if he didn't look carefully.

He sat upright on a tall horse, looking dignified and proud, and met his eyes accurately in the busy city.In an instant, the hustle and bustle around receded like a tide, and the whole world was frozen in the two pairs of eyes looking at each other, focused and pure.

Before I knew it, my mood calmed down bit by bit.Mu Bai thought, how could it be fake?I can clearly remember every detail of their relationship, such a vivid day cannot be explained by dreams.

Dawn broke in the east, and the sun rose feebly amidst the haze that filled the sky.Mu Bai opened his eyes, moved his numb hands and feet, and a heart-rending itching came over him. He stood in a twisted posture for a long time, waiting for the blood to flow freely.

Did not go back.

Mu Bai circled around the room a few times like a trapped animal, and finally ran outside.The whole city is gradually waking up. Among the pedestrians in a hurry, there are familiar faces when commuting to and from get off work. The breakfast stalls on the street are very real. A trembling old lady is leading her dog out for a walk...

According to this rhythm, I still have to eat breakfast and go to work?Mu Bai smiled self-deprecatingly, and didn't think about it at all.Who knows if running around here will affect me in the woods?If the place of work is actually a cliff, and when you walk into the building, you actually step into an abyss, and you can't save yourself from the current situation.

He stomped and ran back to the room, turned on the computer, but the camel was not online.After staring blankly for a while, I dug out the novel I wrote, searched for Nangong Qingyan's name chapter by chapter, looked at what he did in the text, and compared it with the Nangong in my impression.Seeing An Chenxuan's success and Nangong being suppressed more and more, Mu Bai panicked, so he went back and changed the villain's name to another one.

He even wanted to rewrite the whole novel, but if he had the time, he might as well find a way to go back quickly, and hug Nangong for real.

This book has been serialized for a long time, and it is very difficult to find the names in it one by one. Mu Bai carefully read and revised it, while thinking about the way to go back.In the middle of the change, Mu Bai panicked again: Nangong Qingyan's name was all erased by himself in the book. According to the urine nature of this illusion, will he make himself forget the existence of Nangong from now on?

Although he thought it was impossible, Mu Bai didn't want to take the risk.So I turned out a pile of white papers. On the first sheet was written a huge Nangong Qingyan, on the second sheet there were many, many small Nangong Qingyans, on the third sheet Mu Bai and Nangong Qingyan were written, on the fourth sheet Zhang began to draw what Nangong looked like.

Mu Bai used to love painting and had a little foundation in sketching. Later, his studies became tighter, and he was delayed for a long time. He was a little rusty in drawing, and the Q version of the characters he drew did not look like Nangong at all.He was not discouraged, and concentrated on drawing one after another. After an hour, the appearance of Baozi Nangong finally appeared.Satisfied, Mu Bai picked it up, looked left and right, put it aside, and started to draw the next one.

The alarm clock on the wall pointed to 08:30, and walked forward slowly. After 10 minutes, the mobile phone rang loudly.When Mu Bai picked it up, he heard the supervisor's angry voice: "Where are you? What time is it, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Mu Bai wanted to say that I was sick and asked for a day off, but the words lingered on the tip of his tongue and changed to: "I want to resign."

"What?" The supervisor couldn't believe his ears, "Are you talking in your sleep while you're still awake?"

"I, say, I, want, resign." For the bastard supervisor who has always bullied the weak and feared the hard, leaving all the difficult work to himself, and often blamed himself in front of the boss, Mu Bai didn't feel any guilt in his heart.At this moment, he didn't think about changing jobs, or simply coding to support himself.

Can't leave any room for myself.Mu Bai thought almost coldly, Nangong must be going crazy if I'm stuck here and can't get out.Maybe he is also trying to find a way out?Maybe I can help when I go back.

The other end seemed to be still yelling that resignation had to be explained a month in advance, that he was maliciously absent from work, etc. Mu Bai simply stopped listening, threw the phone on the bed, and continued to draw without distraction.After a few Q-versions, I tried sketching again.The difficulty increased, and it became more difficult to write. The pen tip didn't feel right when it was drawn on the paper. After drawing for a long time, the shape was terrible to a certain extent.

Mu Bai took two steps back to have a look, and found that even through this ugly sketch, he could completely recall the appearance of Nangong, and he was quite satisfied.

He doesn't want to change the novel now, anyway, he knows that Nangong's trajectory has completely changed in this life, so this novel has nothing to do with him.It doesn't really matter what the name is.

Mu Bai picked up the mobile phone thrown on the bed, and called the old man who taught him Kung Fu.The old man is in good spirits and speaks with great spirit.Mu Bai mentioned two things about Da Guang Gong, and the old man raised his voice and scolded: "Where did you see some messy Qi Gong again? I told you a long time ago that you can't be greedy when practicing Kung Fu. A little down-to-earth practice is serious!"

After being scolded, Mu Bai calmly chatted about the current situation. Hearing the long-lost voice, Mu Bai was quite happy, but he couldn't find any clues, and felt unspeakably frustrated.

The camel that would go online at noon on weekdays has not come today. Mu Bai thought that he would go online in the afternoon, and worried that he would just not show up.Mu Bai didn't plan to eat the food here. He was afraid of eating something strange. His stomach growled and protested to him since he hadn't eaten in the morning. Mu Bai took another piece of paper and wrote the story between himself and Nangong while waiting. Follow the camel on the line, trying to find some clues to get out of the illusion.

Unexpectedly, there always seemed to be exceptions, until the night fell, and the camel did not appear after all.

The pen in Mu Bai's hand moved slower and slower, and finally stopped expressionlessly.

There was no light on in the room and it was very dark.Mu Bai closed his eyes and rested for a while, but there was still no change when he opened his eyes again.Rubbing the temples, the excitement was followed by endless exhaustion, plus the lack of water for a day—at least that's what I thought psychologically, and the whole person felt a little exhausted.

Still afraid to sleep at night, I stood on the pile for most of the night, and then meditated according to the method taught by the old man.After all, these two things can't replace sleep, Mu Bai was so sleepy, his head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.Seems to be dazed for a while, when he suddenly woke up, Mu Bai found that the window was bright again.

He looked out the window in a daze, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.For a while, I really fell asleep. Under normal circumstances, the red-eyed phantom bat would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, right?

Is she worried that she is cheating, or is this not an illusion at all?Mu Bai's heart shrank suddenly, no, there is no such possibility.He tried hard to convince himself that this illusion must be trying to give him the illusion of reality everywhere, so that he can't get out of it.

Then... Mu Bai's eyes focused on a fruit knife.He slowly stretched out his hand, picked it up and looked at it. If he stabbed himself cruelly and hurt himself, would he be able to wake up a little bit?Would you cut yourself in the leg, only to wake up and find it was in your neck?

This feeling of being unable to advance or retreat is too bad.Mu Bai thought for a while, threw the fruit knife away, lowered his head and bit his wrist, and made a deep tooth mark, bluish white, with a dull pain.Looking at the mark, Mu Bai took another bite, this time blood oozes directly.If it hurts a little more, you should wake up, right?

Mu Bai is not afraid of pain, but he is afraid of being alone.After living two lifetimes, he has never been attached to anything, except for one Nangong Qingyan.When we were together, we were too used to it, and now we are separated, only to find that I am crazy about the possibility of "maybe we will be separated forever".

Just kidding, how can he be trapped here?There is nothing here, everyone is a stranger, and there is no intersection with each other.It’s rare that a friend Luo Tuo just chats on the Internet occasionally, and the distance is too far away. The old man who taught him Kung Fu took his wife to travel. His goal is to travel all over the country when he is still healthy... Everyone has their own In her life, the ties with him are so pitiful.

In the past, Mu Bai felt that there was nothing wrong with this. Although he was a bit lonely by himself, one day, there would be someone who would accompany him to watch the sunset.And now that he has this person, why should he hesitate?

When Mu Bai was about to take another bite, he was stunned for a moment: the day before he traveled, the old man who taught him kung fu took his wife out for a trip. legal contact.At noon on the day of crossing, which is the "noon of the day before yesterday" in this illusion, I also received a call from the old man before entering the mountain, saying that he would not come back until more than half a month, "the evening of the day before yesterday", he also made a call , is indeed not in the service area.

And I forgot about it "yesterday" and made a phone call.

The other party took it well.Obedient inside and outside the meaning, seems to be at home?

Mu Bai fell limply to the ground, and laughed as if he was relieved.

This illusion was enough to make people collapse. Whatever he was worried about would happen. He thought about the reaction the camel would have, and the camel spoke according to his own ideas.He wanted to find clues from the camel, and waited so anxiously that the other party would not come, but the other party did not show up all night...

Fortunately, it's been too long, and he forgot about the old man's travel.As a result, the illusion is "created out of nothing".

The whole room was distorted bit by bit, the surrounding tall trees were indistinct, and many red dots were circling around and flying around, making sharp calls... The most important thing was a familiar person hugging him tightly. look at yourself.

Nangong Qingyan drove the bats away with a sword in one hand, and hugged Mu Bai in the other, and was so anxious that he suddenly felt that the person in his arms was about to break free, and hurriedly hugged him a little tighter, but his arm was gently stroked. Caressing, completely different from the state of pinching desperately just now.

Nangong Qingyan was stunned, looked down, and saw Mu Bai laughed so hard that tears flowed out, he wiped it vigorously indiscriminately, and pointed to the two overlapping teeth marks on his arm: "This is mine. masterpiece?"

Thanks for the mine in the middle of the night girl~

Thanks to the girl in the middle of the night for the nutrient solution~