I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

Huo Fenglin and Master Fu Xing came together, Ye Yunzhou raised his head and took a few steps back after paying his respects, and invited the two of them to enter, scrutinizing the appearance of Master Fu Xing indiscriminately.

White hair and white clothes, crane cloak and jade belt, out of the world, like the misty clouds in the deep forest and fairyland, Ye Yunzhou even blinked, and then he was sure that the brilliance he glimpsed from time to time on Fu Xing's real person was not dazzled, it was a soft light filter fairy man.

In the original book, the real person Fuxing has reached the late stage of fusion, and is only one step away from the Mahayana. He doesn't like to argue about common affairs. Disciples under the name of Xing Zhenren, such as Chi Shuyu and He Xufei, can't just see each other.

Although this sense of mystery has plummeted since he started a relationship with the male protagonist, when Ye Yunzhou saw him today, the gentle but repulsive aura of the real Fuxing remained intact.

Although Fu Xing's real person walked fast, he stopped three feet in front of Ye Yunzhou, put his hands in his wide sleeves, stood upright, looked at Ye Yunzhou who was smiling and cute, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Don't be too polite. Alright, the city lord told me he was the one who rescued you...how did you get your spiritual power sealed?"

"Sit down, both of you, let's talk." Huo Fenglin took the initiative to reach out his hand to guide Master Fuxing to sit down, but before his fingers touched the back of Master Fuxing, he was lightly flashed past.

Master Fu Xing turned to him and nodded slightly, and smiled gently: "Thank you, City Master."

"They are all good brothers. If you are polite, I will be angry." Huo Fenglin waved his hand heartily, "It's been a while since you sat at my brother's house, but my nephew is here, so we won't drink today. You drink tea."

Ye Yunzhou twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking that it was no wonder that Huo Fenglin could replace Huo Fengting as the city lord. His behavior in front of outsiders was indeed quite similar to Huo Fengting.

"Nephew must tell you what happened." Huo Fenglin stood at the table and poured tea for the two of them, knocked on the rim of Fu Xing's cup secretly, and then angrily slapped the table and said, "Anyway , I am so angry, I have already sent a message to invite all sects to come to the Chunhua Banquet on the ninth day of March, and we must avenge the revenge of my nephew."

Ye Yunzhou lowered his eyes and seemed to be contemplating his speech. Master Fu Xing took his hands out of his sleeves, held a folding fan in his right hand, and silently watched the tea stalks shaking in the tea water without urging him, just sitting quietly as if in a trance.

Ye Yunzhou was actually waiting for Master Fuxing to ask a question. It was difficult for him to look directly at Master Fuxing and guess his thoughts. He met his eyes. Since entering the dormitory, apart from the initial sweep, Master Fuxing has basically maintained a benevolent posture of looking down at the floor with his eyes down.

He couldn't be sure of the true Fuxing's direction, so he had to be the first to speak, telling the real Fuxing that he was abducted by someone sent by Mu Linjiang, and that Mu Linjiang wanted to use him to open the seal, and those rumors were probably true, and finally covered his face and sobbed: "It was my initiative to ask for the sealing of spiritual power. Mu Linjiang used spells on me. I was afraid that I would get out of control and do something against my heart. Mu Linjiang despises Jingweimen and Huangdu so much. , This is not only humiliating the disciple, but also embarrassing Huangdu, so the disciple hopes that the master can stand by me and come forward with me to denounce Mu Linjiang and eliminate harm for Sandu."

Huo Fenglin twirled the teacup, secretly thinking that Ye Yunzhou's improvisation did not disappoint him, so he just made up reasons.

After listening to Master Fuxing, he finally looked at Ye Yunzhou in a rare way. Ye Yunzhou pretended to wipe his eyes, looking back full of expectation and pleading, but when he saw Master Fuxing's eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

He hardly ever felt guilty, no matter whether it was a good deed or a bad deed, but for some reason, Fu Xing's eyes were full of regret, as if he had seen through all his disguises and methods, and exposed his soul to the cleansing of pure sanctity. Down, make him feel ashamed.

"Are you still... my apprentice?" Daoist Fu Xing sighed, lowered his head and looked away, "Yun Zhou, you seem to be feeling unwell, let me see you for a while."

Ye Yunzhou's movements were a little sluggish. He was shocked by the self-talking question of Master Fu Xing, and glanced at Huo Fenglin. Huo Fenglin didn't care much, but quietly made a mouth shape, telling him to deal with it carefully without being impatient.

"Trouble master." Ye Yunzhou clenched his fingers, and dealt with it in front of Master Fu Xing. He was wary of whether this was some kind of magic technique like Ming Tong, and stood up and handed out his wrist to Master Fu Xing.

Master Fu Xing stood up almost immediately, took two steps back, distanced himself from Ye Yunzhou, turned his hand and shot a thin thread from his sleeve around Ye Yunzhou's wrist, pressed the thread with his fingertips to check his pulse.

"When was this tattoo?" Master Fuxing asked slowly, changing the silk thread to Ye Yunzhou's left hand, "What about the injury on the palm?"

Ye Yunzhou was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly the Master Fuxing didn't ask him about his symptoms, he looked at his wrist, it was the sword-shaped imprint left by Mahayana sword energy, and the scar left by bloodletting in Yongye Palace, he suddenly had a rebellious mentality , and snorted: "Master has seen me several times, why should I care about whether I get tattooed or not, and what kind of injury I get."

"...Sorry, I don't blame you." Master Fuxing's eyelashes twitched, looking a little sad, "You have a fever and need to rest."

"Master, have you considered my suggestion to you?" Ye Yunzhou broke away from the silk thread of Daoist Fu Xing, secretly wondering why this kind of old man always talks about him and just doesn't talk about serious things.

"Oh, my nephew has hatred in his heart. I also told him to rest. His health is important, but let's think about it carefully. Who can sleep with this matter." Huo Fenglin fanned the flames at the right time, picked up a cup of tea and drank it Going down, it seems that I really feel sorry for Ye Yunzhou.

Master Fu Xing was silent for a while, then took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and put it on the table: "Yun Zhou, take this medicine first."

Ye Yunzhou pursed his lips, picked up the medicine bottle, looked at the label, poured out two pills and swallowed them.

"Your senior brother really wants to see you." Fu Xing Daoist said again, "He has already figured it out, and he wants to apologize to you personally, and your senior sister has also lost her way. If you are willing to go back, as a teacher... I will temporarily move to Yifengyuan, I will personally teach you sword skills."

Ye Yunzhou could tell that Master Fu Xing said these words seriously, and his face darkened: "Master said so, isn't he planning to seek justice for me?"

"Good and evil will be punished by the law of heaven. I am incompetent as a teacher. I am just the master of a foreign school. I hope the disciples under my sect are safe." Master Fu Xing sat back at the table and raised his teacup. And innocent, since you have returned, the teacher does not want you to be blinded by hatred."

This is indeed what Fu Xing Master said. Ye Yunzhou nodded, watching him drink the poisonous tea without knowing it, changed the subject, and smiled helplessly: "If this is the case, then I will not force Master to stand up for me. I'm relieved to know that all the students and the master are fine."

"If you insist on your idea, let the teacher think about it before making a decision... After you disappeared, everyone was very anxious." Fu Xing Zhenren said softly, "The old man in Liuhuachi also misses you very much."

Ye Yunzhou was startled again, and asked calmly, "Old sir?"

"I brought it here today." Master Fu Xing stretched out his hand towards the table and pushed away the teapot. The space ring on his little finger burst into brilliance, and a spiritual pet almost as big as the table was firmly entrenched on the table.

Seeing this, Huo Fenglin got up and backed away with the tea tray in his arms, Ye Yunzhou narrowed his eyes, and the spiritual pet on the table also raised his neck and looked up at him, then slowly retracted his head.

It was an old reddish-brown tortoise with a hard carapace and several bright scarlet patterns. The triangular head was rather majestic, but at this moment it seemed that it had no energy at all, and was not excited by Ye Yunzhou's appearance at all, lying lazily on the table superior.

Ye Yunzhou swallowed quietly, and subconsciously tensed his muscles. He glanced at the kind-hearted real Fuxing, and then at the old gentleman. Afraid of revealing his secrets, he resisted the urge to back away, and poked the old gentleman with his finger. shell.

It's not that he's afraid of this kind of creature, it's just that the tortoise in front of him is too docile, making him unable to see his thoughts... Is he really missing him?If you miss him, you won't even give him a look?

"The old man doesn't leave Liuhuachi very often, probably because the climate is not acclimatized." Master Fu Xing put his hand on the side of the table, and the old man turned around slowly, rubbing his head on the palm of his hand.

Ye Yunzhou didn't know what to say, he winked at Huo Fenglin, Huo Fenglin coughed and said: "Since my nephew is sick, let him sleep first, let's talk about it tomorrow, don't disturb him today. "

"Well, Yunzhou, the old man will stay here with you. I will give you the medicine three times a day. Don't forget to take it on time." The real person Fuxing got up and said in a warm voice, "Old man, please accompany Yunzhou to relieve boredom." gone."

Ye Yunzhou wanted to say it was useless, the turtle made him feel awkward, but Master Fu Xing had already planned to leave, he didn't want to move, so he had to catch up with Master Fu Xing to send him away.

Huo Fenglin deliberately lagged behind, letting Master Fu Xing go first, and said with a low laugh: "Look, what did I say? Master Fu Xing is stubborn, he only knows how to back down, and even refuses to ask for justice for his apprentice's grievances. What good is that?" Master, I think it would be best to let him die at the Chunhua Banquet, and you also happen to inherit his will, master the Jingwei Gate, and justifiably seek revenge from Mu Linjiang."

Ye Yunzhou felt a little strange in his heart, and he didn't care about it on his face. He said humbly: "Jingweimen is useless except for prestige, but if I am the sect master, the younger generation's cultivation level is still low, and you need the city lord to send someone to take charge of the overall situation of Jingweimen."

"It's easy to say, I'm not interested in Jingweimen." Huo Fenglin walked to the door with his hands behind his back, "You can try to persuade him tomorrow, if he still doesn't agree, you can only do something about Jingweimen and let Fuxing Daoist Know that he can't stay out of it."

Ye Yunzhou agreed and sent Huo Fenglin away. When he returned to the dormitory, the old man was still lying on his stomach, occupying his desk.

"...Old man, do you recognize me?" Ye Yunzhou walked around the hall twice, staring at it with his hands behind his back and asked inexplicably.

The old man was as immobile as a mountain, and refused to give him any reaction.

Ye Yunzhou leaned on the bed for a while, but his eyes couldn't help running over the table, so he turned over and frowned, "Old turtle, I know you understand, don't pretend to be confused, get off my table."

This time, the old man finally poked his head out, opened his mouth suddenly, exposed two rows of sharp teeth, let out a threatening sound of airflow from his throat, propped himself up and slipped off the tablecloth, and crawled towards Ye Yunzhou very swiftly.

Ye Yunzhou quickly walked away, laughing secretly that he had provoked a turtle, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, the old man climbed onto the bed directly, and looked at him with his neck stuck.

"...Old man, Master Fuxing wants you to relieve my boredom, not to make me bored." Ye Yunzhou leaned against the edge of the table and looked at the old man.

After a while, Ye Yunzhou was about to give up reasoning with the tortoise, anyway, it wasn't just this bedroom, but the old man suddenly calmed down, lowered his head, and a familiar voice sounded from the tortoise.

"Yunzhou, is it convenient to talk?"

Ye Yunzhou squinted his eyes, walked slowly to the window, took an orange from the fruit plate, and threw it on the old man's shell.

The old man didn't move, the orange rolled down to its front paws, the voice was quiet for a while, and then he said: "I instigated the senior sister to steal the elixir in the door, injured the senior brother, and now I am still a teacher. Am I still your master?"

Ye Yunzhou thought for a while, moved a chair and sat down beside the bed, and said with a smile: "Master Fu Xing, it seems that you know a lot. Is this old turtle you now?"

"...I'm just talking to you through it, the old man can't hold on for too long." The real person Fu Xing's voice was still calm, but it seemed to be a little less stiff than when we met, and it was much more natural, "Palace Master Mu sent me I sent a letter with the incident and an apology attached, he is not, as you said, an arrogant, cruel and extremely evil person."

Ye Yunzhou raised his eyebrows, raised his legs, and while the tortoise was not moving, he reached out and touched the old man's shell. It was cold and smooth, with distinct ups and downs: "The letter also includes the remnant soul of the ghost cultivator? Hmph, he really trusts you."

"Yunzhou, as a teacher, let's separate the divine consciousness and attach it to it." Master Fuxing reminded, "Stop."

Ye Yunzhou's fingers froze, he raised his hand and said, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's not just the letter from before." Master Fu Xing continued, "Just this morning, I met Palace Master Mu at the foot of Jingweimen Mountain."

Ye Yunzhou stood up against the chair, then coughed dryly, and said calmly: "He went to find you?"

"Yes." Master Fuxing's tone sank, "He didn't say much to me, he just told me that if he sees you, don't expose anything wrong with you, and at the same time be alert to the city lord... I asked bluntly, you are still mine Apprentice?"

"Then I'll be blunt." Ye Yunzhou's eyes turned cold, "There is no purpose, the remnant ghost cultivator who bewitched He Xufei is your real apprentice, do you want him? Or do you want me who has the same evil intentions? Daoist Fu Xing, Palace Master Mu told you the truth because he believes that you have a good character and will not leak secrets casually, but it does not mean that he will give you back an apprentice."

"Everyone has their own aspirations, whether you want to recognize me as a teacher or not, I will not interfere with your whereabouts." Fu Xing Daoist seemed a little frustrated, "Time is running out, and the city lord seems unwilling to let me go, what's going on? Do you want me to agree to your plan?"

Ye Yunzhou was a little depressed by his gentle and conceded attitude, he clicked his tongue and sat down: "I will arrange for someone to send you a letter to explain the detailed plan and why, so you can go."

"Yun Zhou." Master Fu Xing sighed softly, "Everything must have a reason. I don't know your past, but I would like to believe that you are doing good..."

"Okay! I don't need others to preach, or do you want to hear me call you a hypocritical master?" Ye Yunzhou frowned unhappily, "I promise that I will not harm the interests of your Jingwei sect, and I will even serve as a disciple for you Why don't you enjoy being bewitched by others?"

"...I know, I won't say any more." Master Fu Xing agreed in a low voice, "I am indeed not a good master, you don't need to admit it."

Ye Yunzhou glanced at the tortoise from the corner of his eye. He really didn't expect Mu Linjiang to rush to Jingweimen to block the real person Fuxing. It seems that Mu Linjiang understood his meaning to some extent and did not cause any misunderstanding.

He remembered the sudden tremor in his heart when he heard the news about Mu Linjiang, he bit his lower lip and took a deep breath, turned to Fuxing Master, and said, "I have a not-so-good story, I wonder if you would like to hear it."

"I would like to hear the details." Master Fuxing said softly.

"There is a person who is blind from birth. I call him Zhang San for short. Zhang San was born out of tune with his surroundings. He can't understand others, and others can't understand him." Ye Yunzhou said calmly, "Zhang San is right about many things. Curious, he first went to touch apples, flowers, and pets, and the people around him patiently taught him what each thing looked like."

"But one day he touched the knife, and people told him that the knife was dangerous, but what was the danger? He couldn't touch it, couldn't see it, and couldn't understand it. Then he touched cut apples, cut flowers, and death. Lost pets, these things are not beyond his speculation, and people have no more to teach him."

"Later, he wanted to know what the dead looked like."

"Using a knife in the dark will hurt yourself sooner or later. Everyone has a ruler. They want to see where the ruler is, but Zhang San doesn't. There is only darkness in front of him, and it looks like there is an endless void everywhere."

Ye Yunzhou smiled, and asked Master Fu Xing: "Do people like Zhang San have an end?"

When he asked this sentence, Mu Linjiang had already been uncontrollably thought of in his mind.

The author has something to say: The domineering Mr. Ye is an online criminal

Domineering Mr. Mu, blocking the principal outside the school