The villain cheats are a bit cheap

Yin Luohen read the book, bit his lips, "Why do you close your eyes?"

Because of the strange dream before, Yin Luohen still had some shadows in his heart, and he didn't want to close his eyes at all.

Tian Jue had no choice but to explain: "There are some things that you should not see. Besides, you can only succeed if your mind is calm and not disturbed by external objects. You don't want me to just disappear, do you?"

No way... He seems to be getting more and more... There is no lower limit!

Naturally, Tianjue was talking nonsense. To put it bluntly, he didn't want Yin Luohen to see what was about to happen. It was almost nonsense to be calm and so on. Tactics dominate.He can actually play the emotion card, this is really...

However, this card was clearly on point. What Yin Luohen was most afraid of was the disappearance of Tian Jue, so he immediately decided to raise the white flag. "Stop talking, I'll just close my eyes."

Yin Luohen's legs were curled up, and he sat cross-legged on the bed, with the thick heavenly formula spread out on his knees.

Touching the pages of Tian Jue with his fingers, he slowly closed his eyes.

The world was dark and silent.

Although Tian Jue lives in a book, he can see everything around him, including Yin Luohen in front of him.

Long black hair, scattered around the body, dark blue satin clothes looked a little wrinkled, but it added a bit of messy sense of loss, the face that was too rigid and indifferent because of the master's coldness in the past, now It's a piece of mildness.The slightly raised corners of the eyes, the high bridge of the nose, the full lips, the pointed chin, and the fair complexion... This man, just sitting down quietly like this, is actually a sight to behold.

This person is Yin Luohen, but he is not the original him.

Suddenly I was very confused, what should I do?

This sentence originally belonged to his own body, right in front of him, even as long as he is willing, he can take back everything if he sucks up the man's energy and lives in his body again.Originally belonged to his body, fame, status, power, and ambition.

The temptation to regain everything suddenly occupied his whole mind.

But Yin Luohen didn't realize it, just closed his eyes obediently, without any vigilance or suspicion.

The Tianjue in Yin Luohen's hand shook slightly, and boundless ink suddenly appeared on the whole book, as if it was about to overflow the pages, Yin Luohen suddenly felt cold.

At this time, the footsteps of the brigade suddenly sounded from the small alley outside the courtyard, and the ink on the pages of the Tianjue book disappeared instantly before Yin Luohen opened his eyes, leaving only the pure and false snow-white .

Opening his eyes, he saw the same room in front of him, but the noise around his ears was getting louder and louder.

At this moment, Yin Luohen is already half a master, and his hearing and senses are much better than before, and he can hear the movement outside the courtyard.

He glanced at Tianjue and felt that there was no change in his body, so he guessed that Tianjue hadn't had time to make a move.

Frowning, he said, "It seems that people are being searched outside."

The movements that Yin Luohen could feel, Tianjue could naturally feel as well. "The chamber of secrets."

This is the courtyard where Yin Luohen settled down, so naturally there are these places.

But Yin Luohen didn't go to the secret room for the time being. He walked to the window, looked at the courtyard wall outside the window, and heard it more clearly this time.

It seems to be a martial arts person.

"Xinglin Medical Hall was set on fire, who did it?"

"Who knows, maybe it's the one we're searching for."

"Young Master Ji is also true. He just told us about his physical characteristics and asked us to find someone. How can we find someone?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Ji is not kind!"

"Master Ji is indeed not a person to be fooled, but he is not a bad person either."

"Of course it is..."

"This house is dilapidated, you go knock on the door to see if there is anyone."

"Oh, I've searched for most of the night, and it's dawn now. If it really set fire, who would dare to stay in this city, I'd better knock it..."

Then there was a knock on the door.

Yin Luohen didn't lock the lock when he came in last night, deliberately making the whole yard look like an abandoned house that no one lives in.

"anyone there--"

Naturally, there is no one left.

Yin Luohen rolled his eyes.But I also knew that I couldn't stand here anymore, so I turned back to the head of the bed, pressed a mechanism with a wooden handle, and the wall inside the bed immediately fell down. shadow trace.

In this Jianghu, there are secret rooms everywhere.

When Yin Luohen fell in, he was still thinking, this is simply an old drama, when the protagonist is in danger, there must be a secret room or something.

However, this time, it was not as lucky as the one in Luohen Villa. The whole secret room was dark, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Yin Luohen frowned, and grasped the Tianjue tightly in his hand, "There is nothing strange in your secret room, right?"

The pages of Tianjue's book glowed faintly, "There is still money."

When it comes to money, Yin Luohen's teeth itch with hatred. "You still have the nerve to talk about money. Last time I was in Luohen Villa, I didn't take a dime away. I just ran for my life! This time, I have to evacuate this place even if I say anything!"

"..."

Yin Luohen really doesn't look like a martial artist, let alone a master.

There is really no second person in the world who is so greedy for money.

Tian Jue made a secret conclusion, if there is a chance, he must be kind enough to teach him to change this bad habit.

However, Yin Luohen's next sentence made him vomit blood even more, "Tian Jue, aren't you really a treasure map?"

Tian Jue: "..."

As if seeing that Tianlei wasn't enough, Yin Luohen added: "It turns out that your murderous master must have hidden a lot of private money. As his confidant, you must know something, right? How about you Tell me about the place where he hides his private money behind his wife's back, let's go get it together, and then split it in half, how about it? Am I generous enough?"

... How fucking shameless!

The pages of Tianjue's book were already too black to be black.

What is private money?Still be the master of death!Split in half - it's all my money, why do you split in half with me? !

Tianjue was depressed: "First, it turns out that the owner of the estate did not marry a wife; second, his money is not private money; third, I will not tell you if I know it; and lastly—it is not generous at all! "

So Yin Luohen understood completely, "It turns out that you think I'm not generous enough, and you can just tell me about things like sharing the spoils. I'm easy to negotiate with, why don't you be six and four?"

Forget it, stop talking to this idiot.

Tian Jue has given up treatment.

He has a book, how can he share the spoils with him?No matter how it is divided, the money belongs to Yin Luohen.

It took Tian Jue a long time to calm down. Meeting someone like Yin Luohen is a great test for the mind of a person—no, it is a book.

Yin Luohen fumbled around, and seemed to have touched the lamp, so he lit the fire pocket, and saw that it was a candle, inserted in the lamp holder, and it was already covered with cobwebs, and it looked like it hadn't been used for a long time.

I don't know if it will burn or not, so let's give it a try.

Yin Luohen stretched out his hand to light the candle, and held the Tian Jue in the other hand, and he no longer felt strenuous.

After lighting, the candle wick that had not been used for a long time was a little damp, and a few lights burst out.

"Those who don't know think that there are guests coming." Yin Luohen said casually, but turned around and forgot.

Turning around, the whole secret room is a small room, which looks like a study, probably a secret base.

Beside the east wall is a row of bookshelves, with many books on them. In front of the bookshelves are a pair of tables and chairs, which are already quite dusty, an ink painting screen, and a few futons scattered on the ground.

Yin Luohen walked over, picked up the futon and patted it, turned his face to avoid the dust, and then sat down.

"Let's continue." He suggested lightly.

Tian Jue did not expect that he would take the initiative to make this request. Although he was a little surprised, he would not refuse when he asked.

As a result, the pages of the book were turned, and a faint fluorescent light flickered in front of his eyes, just like the rhythm of human breathing. At that moment, Yin Luohen really felt that what he held in his hand was a living thing, not a cold book.

Close your eyes again, this time there is no other sound in your ears, only your own breathing can be heard.

The faint light of Tian Jue flickered, and the splashed ink-like pictures appeared on the whole book again, and the pages turned automatically, as if there was a gust of wind blowing, but there was no rattling sound, just turned silently and quickly .

That layer of solid black air, accompanied by a silvery white light, gradually overflowed the pages of the book.

Yin Luohen didn't open his eyes, even though he knew—something unimaginable must have happened at this time.

It was a faintly floating figure, wearing a gold-woven robe, but its body style was exactly the same as that of Yin Luohen today. He was obviously a beautiful person no matter how he looked, but his face was somewhat vague. Only those eyes, Han Xing It seems that in this dark secret room, it also looks dazzling.

This figure is today's Tian Jue.

It's just that he raised his hand and touched his face. The body made up of a vague layer of dark light seemed to be perceived only by himself.

He could no longer condense his original face.

The slender white fingers, with the faint light still gathering at the fingertips, stretched out towards Yin Luohen's face.

Following the contours of the face, the fingers slid down and touched his chin.

Yin Luohen didn't seem to feel anything.

The slender body bent down, the long hair fell down the cheeks, and the eyes gradually approached.

He told himself that as long as he sucked up the energy of the person in front of him, his face and body would come back, and even his martial arts...

It is unclear whether it is the temptation to regain his body, or out of the true desire in his heart, his phantom is getting closer.

His eyes were closed tightly, and the perception around him was pushed to the limit, but Yin Luohen still didn't know what was happening in front of him.

Before being touched by the phantom that came out of the book, he didn't feel the slightest bit.

Under the light shining from the pages of the book, the whole person seemed to be immersed in warm water, a shallow heat flow slid over the limbs and bones, making one's body weak, and something overflowed his throat, making him uncomfortable. Consciously part your lips slightly.

Is this what it feels like to be sucked in?

Yin Luohen really didn't dare to think about what kind of attitude he was using to accept such a thing.

In fact, it can be called a "kiss", but I don't know if it is killing.

Because the giver of this kiss is also very entangled.

He couldn't feel the touch of lips, but he could clearly understand this feeling.

For the first time, kissing a man like this, even though it was in the name of absorbing energy.This body is still my own.

He felt ridiculous, but everything stopped.

Did he suck this person dry and regain his body, or did he find another way...

A steady stream of energy poured in, making his phantom more solid, but it was always just a phantom.

He always needs a body.

But, quickly forget that the person in front of her is her own body, this person occupies her body, and will eventually die in the future.

With a ruthless heart, his fingers landed on Yin Luohen's neck, but he intensified the suction.

It was just a fake kiss, he was still that ruthless big devil after all.Even though his name is no longer Yin Luohen.

The original warm water-like feeling gradually changed, and cold air came out of his limbs and bones, stinging the meridians all over his body, but he hadn't opened his eyes yet, only frowned from the pain, and his face was pale.

Yin Luohen's fingers suddenly pinched the pages of Tianjue, crumpling the paper.

That kind of pain made him want to open his eyes more and more, but just touching the magic trick under his hand, he felt sad again, and even he didn't know where it started.

Believe it, or, don't believe it.

Believe, or, betray.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell headlong.

The tall, imposing man was suspended in the air one foot above the ground in the form of a phantom, looking down at Yin Luohen's lying body.

Believe it?

So, can he also try to believe it once?

The phantoms that had solidified a lot, gradually scattered into light spots, and retracted into the pages of the book. After a flash of light, the pages of the book became even whiter.

From then on, there was only one Yin Luohen in the world.