Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Qian Yichen suppressed the urge to laugh wildly, trying to maintain basic respect for the Lord of the Mountain: "I don't think your accent sounds like a local rat, are you new here?"

"My hometown is elsewhere, I just moved here less than half a month ago, but Niaowei Mountain will be my territory from now on!" Ao Qiong said loudly while perched on the tree, his dark eyes sparkling.

Qian Yichen took a few steps forward very politely: "My new mountain master, I have something to ask..."

"Be careful! This monster smells like a lot of dead energy. It's extremely dangerous. Don't go there." He Lanjiu immediately lowered his voice and pressed his shoulder, took out the acorn and flicked it. "This is the acorn you dropped in the pawn shop. Here, have you seen a scroll of bamboo slips there before?"

"Oh, thank you." Aoqiong caught the acorn with two paws, and gnawed it with his front teeth without any thought, "A man asked me to go to the pawnshop to get back the bamboo slips, and said that after success, the mountain and the mountain The acorn is mine."

"So you took the bamboo slips and killed the manager of the store..." Qian Yichen stopped on the spot with a complicated expression, looked up at the chubby chipmunk, and found that the chipmunk was washing his face with his paws after eating the acorns.

It's fine if it's a ferocious beast, just such a fat and short mouse... It's really hard to make people wary.

But He Lanjiu's temptation was too effective, and the chipmunk completely confessed everything without vigilance.

"I can't help it. I want the bamboo slips, so they started chanting mantras, which made my head ache. I still can't change my form, and I have to use the original body to carry the other corpses all the way back!" Ao Qiong said Complain innocently and throw the acorn shells under the tree.

Yes, there was absolutely no way there was only one clerk in the pawn shop, but only the body of the steward remained where he was.

So the rest of the corpses... were taken away?Are there other effects?

Qian Yichen's back was chilled by the morning breeze, and he tried to maintain his usual tone and asked, "Who is the man who asked you to grab the bamboo slips? Niaowei Mountain used to be his domain?"

"I don't know. I lived on another mountain before, and the dog demon said there was food here, so he brought me here." Ao Qiong replied honestly, with greedy eyes darting over him, "Hey , have you picked up any other acorns?"

"No..." Qian Yichen raised his head for a long time, propped up against the tree dizzily.

Even if a chipmunk becomes a monster, it won't bring any leap in IQ, so he actually believes such a thing?

This mountain is probably not a dog monster. It is like a penniless tramp who said that as long as you help, I will give you other people's houses to live in. It turned out that he was fooled by a bad check to do bad things!

Qian Yichen resisted the urge to unscrew its little head, and fabricated a lie that fit Aoqiong's IQ: "Excuse me, the mountain master, did the dog monster take the bamboo slips? If not, can you let us go and see, just Look, I won't steal you."

Ao Qiong's tail swept back and forth, and happily jumped to the distant oak tree: "Okay, my mountain master allows you to take a look, and follow me."

"Hahaha!" He Lanjiu laughed wildly, followed up and reminded, "Don't get too close to it, otherwise your soul will be entangled in death."

Qian Yichen remembered the direction Ao Qiong was jumping between the trees, and turned around in horror: "What are the consequences?"

"Be a part of it."

The chipmunk's protective fur made it difficult to trace their whereabouts, and Qian Yichen didn't know how far to keep, so it was extremely difficult to follow, and he came to a sunken valley halfway up the mountain when the sky was bright.

A large amount of fallen leaves have accumulated in the lee, and there are piles of acorn shells piled up into hills. It seems that the chipmunks have used this place as their old nest.

Qian Yichen saw at a glance that there were bamboo slips tied up with hemp rope on the acorn shell hill. The color was blue-gray and there were moth-eaten marks. Even in this era, they were considered ancient relics.

"I'll hold him back, you go and take the bamboo slips." He Lanjiu saw him eager to try, put away the laziness on his face, and agreed to help even if he was not very interested in the affairs of the League.

The chipmunk shook its ears and found that it still couldn't take shape, and it wasn't discouraged. Instead, it threw itself into the acorn mountain and rolled around cheeringly: "I've let you have a look, quickly call me king!"

Qian Yichen was dealing with such a non-violent monster for the first time, and reminded He Lanjiu in a low voice: "Don't kill it, I still have something to ask."

He Lanjiu nodded casually, not knowing if he listened or not, she showed her original body without any scruples in the deep mountains, when the red lines at the corners of her eyes grew, her demonic aura shot up into the sky and went straight to Aoqiong!

The chipmunk's back was facing the two of them, but it was keenly aware of the killing intent. Its fluffy tail was blown up almost wider than its body, and it squeaked and lay on the tree trunk beside it! "Killing... is dangerous, kill you all...!"

Its jet-black eyeballs instantly turned abnormally red, as if controlled by a curse, and its aura had completely changed.

Qian Yichen tiptoed over the dead branches on the ground and approached the bamboo slips from the other side, but his actions were noticed by Ao Qiong from a high place, and when the light above his head dimmed, he saw it rushing towards him.

"I don't know how the roast squirrel tastes?" He Lanjiu's loose black hair raised an arc, and licked the corner of his mouth in front of it, stopping Aoqiong not too slowly.

"Catch the living ones!" Qian Yichen turned his head and reminded loudly when he climbed up the acorn shell mountain. With every step, a large number of nutshells rolled down, so he had to jump up to the top, and his fingers finally hooked the bamboo slips The hemp rope!

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a terrible weightlessness under his feet!The whole Guoke mountain suddenly sank downward with a crash. It seemed that the solid ground could not bear the weight of a person at all!

The stupid Aoqiong has obvious advantages, and there is one answer, but the disadvantages are also obvious... If you don't ask, it will never answer.

If I knew it earlier, I would have asked if there were any traps!

"...is there room below here?"

Qian Yichen hugged the bamboo slips with both hands and fell down together with a large number of acorn shells. When he saw the things below, he was so nervous that he couldn't even make a sound!

The corpses in this cave must not only be carried back by Ao Qiong from the Qingzhou pawn shop, but also victims from other places, with their limbs entangled layer by layer.

The skin and flesh were sticking to the bones dryly, and after being stored for an unknown amount of time, the complexion had turned livid like a zombie, looming in the thick black dead air.

The ominous atmosphere left by mortals after their violent deaths will be worn away by time. Ordinary people will not be as sensitive to it as monsters even if they have yin and yang eyes. see!

...Finally, I know where the chipmunk's death breath comes from.

He Lanjiu warned that if you touch it, you will die!

Now it was too late to escape, Qian Yichen closed his eyes and smashed towards the mountain of corpses waiting for an intimate contact, but it seemed as if he had fallen into an abyss, suddenly drifting up and down without reaching the edge.

……

"Am I dead? Or have I become part of the death?"

He murmured and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't see anything when he raised it to his eyes, as if there was only darkness in front of his eyes when he closed it before going to bed.

Qian Yichen began to doubt whether he existed, or in other words, what existed was only his consciousness?

The next moment, the surrounding darkness disappeared like an ebbing tide, revealing a person.

That person had black hair and brown eyes, his expression and appearance were exactly the same as him, standing in front of him seemed to be looking in a mirror, but Qian Yichen knew it wasn't him.

Because that "Qian Yichen" was frowning and muttering: "It's been a long time since no one has visited here, why is it that someone... has no past?"

Could it be that the one-in-a-million adventure opportunity is about to appear!no past?He really has no past in this world.

Qian Yichen was excited at first, but "he" turned around and walked away, the outline of his figure gradually faded.

"Wait a minute!" Qian Yichen couldn't feel that he was running, but caught up with his pace with his mind moving, "As a master, it's hard for you to be seen by ordinary people, even if you are not interested, at least leave some secrets, elixir Something like that? Am I still on Mt. Tovi?"

"Who said it was difficult to see me?" The man asked back with the same expression as him, the drifting figure paused for a moment and then continued to move forward, "Who knows where you opened the crack of Time Ruin, the door is not fully opened, I can't trap people who have no past, let's go."

Qian Yichen rushed to the front, not knowing how to hold him with his disappearing hand: "Keep your step! It's an adventure after all, do you know any spells that ordinary ascetics can't master?"

In fact, when he said this, he didn't have any hope. After all, he is not the protagonist. It is impossible that there will be experts or mysterious forces everywhere crying to teach him unique skills.

But that "he" nodded casually and said, "Yes."

Qian Yichen stared at him overjoyed: "Then please teach me a little casually, otherwise... otherwise I won't leave! Yes, you can't trap me, I promise to leave after I finish learning, and I won't use it to do evil! "

"But your aptitude is mediocre and your cultivation base is low, so you have nothing to teach." He made a disgusted expression with that familiar face.

It was the first time Qian Yichen knew that he deserved to be beaten up like this, but he still asked earnestly: "Can you just teach me something?"

"The cracks in Shixu are going to disappear... Forget it, I promise you." He looked up irritably, with a treacherous smile when he lowered his eyes, "But what you take from me is to bring other things. In exchange, if you don’t have a past, use something else as collateral.”

Qian Yichen was about to ask what he wanted to pay, but stretched out an invisible palm from the void behind him, pulling him straight up.

The other self stood on the ground, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't know what to say.

……

On the hillside of Niaowei Mountain, the sky is bright, and everything remains as it was just now.

The red lines on He Lanjiu's face slowly faded away, leaving only the mole of tears. He ruthlessly pinched his chin and shook it back and forth: "Hey, hey, he just died like this? No way, he is still breathing."

Qian Yichen coughed and came back to his senses, his dignified Wenxiu face was reflected in his eyes: "What happened?"

"You almost fell into the dead air, and I caught it in time. Although your soul has reached the edge of the dead air, but with that drop of Yin blood as a support, you don't even think about going to the underworld to reincarnate, let alone become a part of it." He Lanjiu He didn't let go of his chin and explained on his own, fully explaining that the swaying movement just now was not out of concern, but out of bad taste to toss people.

"...Impossible." Qian Yichen took his hand away and turned his gaze away. After a moment of silence, he caught some remaining fragments in his mind.

His consciousness went to the crack of Shixu just now, and he didn't know if it was flushed away by a large amount of dead energy. In short, a person exactly like himself made a deal.

However, Qian Yichen has no past experience in this world, so he can only exchange his present memories.

But... which memory was used in exchange?

The last thing that "he" said was that Shi Xu couldn't really take away anything, even the memory was just pressed deep in his heart, making people subconsciously feel that it was not important and didn't intend to remember it at all.

Qian Yichen remained silent under He Lanjiu's inexplicable eyes, and rubbed his forehead irritably.

He forgot what he forgot.