Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

... The request of Yu Rushui is very clear in my mind, and I also retain the impression of what I ate before setting off to the pawn shop.

Qian Yichen sat between the acorn shells and recalled everything, and found that there was nothing missing, even the He Lanjiu he saw when he looked up was as unpleasant as ever.

So, what does he think is unimportant?

"Hiss..." Qian Yichen stood up slowly holding the ground with a headache, he caught a glimpse of He Lanjiu licking his palm out of the corner of his eye, "What are you eating?"

He Lanjiu swallowed the glowing white ball of light in one gulp: "The cultivation base of a monster is what you call a monster, cough cough cough..."

"Choking?"

"No, there's something else in this dead mouse's demon element, which seems to be a magic circle to control actions." He Lanjiu covered his stomach depressedly, and his pale face returned to normal after a while, "The character of monsters in the form of small animals is usually very To be peaceful, to be able to burst out with such a degree of ferociousness, it really is a curse."

Qian Yichen was still immersed in memories, and looked around, only to see the body of a small chipmunk not far away with its fur completely burned: "You burned it? Also, where is the bamboo slip I snatched?"

It seems that a lot of things did happen the moment consciousness entered the time market.

"...Accidentally burned them together, you know, monsters never consider the situation when they fight." He Lanjiu devoured the monster yuan without guilt, and the trace of weakness on his body completely disappeared, "But there is still one left. Don't look at it?"

Qian Yichen sighed, and stretched out his hand to take the things he managed to salvage.The surface of this bamboo slip was scorched black without any temperature, and it was even cold when touched, and it was unknown what kind of fire was used to make it so.

However, the two official scripts engraved on it have been preserved intact.

——The bad day.

Qian Yichen put the bamboo slips away and put them in his arms, and wrote down the coordinates here: "Let's go, find Yu Rushui now, he may not be asleep yet, and then find out what is the use of the magic circle here."

He Lanjiu put her hands behind her head in a happy mood: "I can't walk when I'm full, or you will carry me?"

"Okay, I'll carry you to the side of the cliff, and I won't hesitate when I throw you down!" Qian Yichen glanced at him without thinking, and frowned as if he noticed something, "You won't just because you ate something indiscriminately just now!" Is it uncomfortable?"

"What do you think?" He Lanjiu looked at him without a smile, and scanned the serious face inch by inch.

"You asked for that, you deserve it." Qian Yichen looked away, but began to consider whether to carry him back.

Anyway, going down the mountain doesn't take much effort...

There is always a special sense of compassion when those eyes are lowered to think, as if being watched by him, no matter what you do, you can be forgiven.

He Lanjiu thought silently, can everything be forgiven?

He knew that Qian Yichen was a good person, but how far would he tolerate him?Could it be that he, who can't find a place to stay in heaven and earth, can live in a space given up by another person?

He Lanjiu suddenly jumped down the mountain and shuttled between the mountains and forests: "I'm fine, I'm just talking casually."

Qian Yichen chased after the red figure angrily: "I knew it! Did you lie to me that night and trick me into taking away the quilt I just warmed up?"

Birds and beasts are afraid of death and dare not approach, so the road down the mountain is smooth and quiet, and even people have the illusion that they are the only one left in the world.

There was wind in Qian Yichen's ears as he walked, but he faintly felt that there was a footstep following behind him, thinking that he was hallucinating, but he heard someone calling behind him!

"Fellow Daoist in front, please stay—"

Even He Lanjiu stopped and turned back, it seems that it is not an auditory hallucination.

The male voice was neither high nor low, and the owner of the voice quickly came out from behind the tree and showed his figure. It was a black dog with a shiny coat.

Qian Yichen reminded in a low voice alertly: "The chipmunk said it has a dog demon boss, could it be this one?"

"Have you forgotten me?" The black dog stuck out its tongue and greeted him very kindly. It circled around him, and its front feet lifted off the ground and began to transform into shape. In the end, I feel grateful for the kindness of fellow Taoist, and I feel that I have grown a lot since you left, so I chased you all the way."

Qian Yichen watched him transform from a dog into an adult man, and his world view was shocked: "This is not growth, it is obviously evolution!"

The man formed by Lan Zhonghua was tall and straight, put away his bright smile and complained half-truthfully: "I came all the way from Qiu County to look for you, is this how fellow Taoists treat people like this?"

Qian Yichen stayed away from him: "Let's talk about the truth first, how difficult it is to transform into a monster, you already became a monster before you met me, and... by the way! Sun Wenjun is just a different kind of resentful soul who doesn't want to leave his body. How could it be possible to draw a spell to conceal the breath in the wine cellar, you must have taught it!"

"Oh, how indifferent." Lan Mo, who was dressed in a black robe, did not show timidity even after being stripped off. She stroked her chest with one hand, and a suspicious blush appeared on her face. It came there, and I touched it there.”

"..." Qian Yichen thought of the past, and immediately had the urge to chop his hands.

If I had known it was a monster, he wouldn't touch it no matter what, why should there be such superfluous love!

"A monstrosity who has been ravaged by others, *should find an ancient well and jump into it to end his life." He Lanjiu stood between the two menacingly, "He won't be responsible for you, get out."

Qian Yichen interrupted him weakly: "Shut up, I'm just a scum as you said..."

"I'll help you with the more stupid things." He Lanjiu slapped Lan Zhong with the palm of his hand, and before his light voice fell, he had already taken him back a few feet, "I didn't even notice the soaring monster aura before." , you also used some means to hide the smell..."

Lan Zhong's appearance is very pleasing, standing on the spot and smiling, showing two sharp canine teeth: "Isn't this the ancient big demon Chi Ma, I should call you senior according to your age. It's just that the demon essence of Chi Ma has dissipated long ago , the human soul hiding inside, is it worthy of this title?"

"... who." He Lanjiu blurted out, her black hair covered her puzzled eyes, and her loose red clothes fluttered in the wind.

As expected of being a demonized dog, Lan finally put that soft word into his ears, and explained from a distance: "The fox demon Chi Chi... uses other people's bodies so easily, you don't want to know who you are, and why? Is that the name?"

He laughed while talking: "Oh yes, your family members have died a long time ago, I'm afraid I didn't have time to tell you this."

"I'm really sorry, I don't want to know." The astonishment on He Lanjiu's face flashed away, and he quickly adjusted his cold look to refuse.

Lan finally clapped his hands in satisfaction: "That's good, anyway, I didn't catch up to tell you this, but to silence...or cooperate."

Without hesitation, Qian Yichen drew a stroke on his palm, and interrupted him first: "Who agreed to cooperate with you? You ordered Aoqiong to kill the pawnshop in Qingzhou and the people who went up to the mountain to pick acorns! You're so bad, so you don't have to ask Feng Fan to come over and fight the monster again..."

"Don't be brave." He Lanjiu just put her hand on his shoulder, but it caused a burning pain like touching boiling water!

The patterns Qian Yichen drew on his hands were peculiar in shape, like spells and words, obviously no paint was used, but after forming, they began to faintly shimmer.

At the same time, the surrounding air trembled.

The wood-type aura peacefully floating between the heaven and the earth seemed to be activated, hurriedly urging each other to rush towards a certain direction, extremely crazy!

"Prime Ancient Spirit Controlling! This thing has not been lost yet?" Lan Zhong's unhurried and teasing mask finally collapsed!

Qian Yichen's fingertips were lingering with a faint brilliance, and he raised his right hand arrogantly: "Go."

The cyan spirit of vegetation twisted into a rope and entangled Lan Zhong, making the most of its advantages in the mountains.

This is the deal with that "him" just now.When he first learned of the existence of the Five Elements, Cangjie created characters to record them. The meaning of this character is wood.

But because it is too simple, it has been forgotten by the world, just like even children know that one plus one equals two, but no one knows the reason.

The existence of Cangjie characters is to define the spirit of wood and clarify the simple question of "why is this wood". If you can grasp "why", you have the power to summon the five elements.Because it is a borrowed power, it can be used without any hard work by the caster.

Qian Yichen once doubted that even if his spiritual power is low, can he still use it?

The earliest spells were that mortals used certain rituals to copy the power of the gods to protect their homes in order to survive in dire straits.In the end, the gods disappeared, and only those rituals remained in the world. It is better to say that the spells that require cultivation are not normal.

As for how many spirits of the five elements can be mobilized by a word, it depends on how strong the caster's thoughts are.

...It's just a pity that Qian Yichen's determination to save the common people is not yet firm.

After a while, he covered his trembling right hand, and half of his body almost exploded because of the unbearable spiritual power!

The rope formed by the spirit of grass and trees swayed in the air, only a little away from the blue end, and finally scattered in the air without sound.

Lan Zhong didn't intend to fight, and couldn't even maintain a smiling face, so he kept a distance from him vigilantly: "...It's really eye-opening. After a thousand years, I can't imagine that someone will use this kind of magic."

A bead of sweat fell from the corner of Qian Yichen's forehead, and he felt muffled by any sound, so he barely raised his head: "Help me up, I can fight for another 300 years... Uh, no..."

Lan finally stepped back a few steps in a row, turned into black smoke and rose into the sky, and left a meaningful sentence before leaving.

"You will come back to me, you will."