They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

The spacious yard is full of bamboo baskets for drying medicinal materials, and they are drying under a few towering old trees that almost cover the house. The old trees have twisted branches, the crown of the tree is soaring into the sky, and leaves like maple leaves fall from the trees from time to time.

This leaf was very strange, when it fell to the ground, it turned into ashes in an instant.

Mo Nianhuan realized that he might not be able to get out of the yard by himself, let alone the yard, and he was panting after only two steps out of the house, and the sealed spiritual power made him go back to the original three-step panting physique.

The feet trembled a lot, and they were very weak.

His eyes fell on the old tree with twisted branches in the middle of the yard, and the scene of the fallen leaves turning into ashes, but he didn't look away.

"Well, you haven't fully recovered yet, I'd better advise you not to walk around, or you will waste the medicine your husband bought for you." Seeing Mo Nianhuan's appearance as a sick beauty, Xiao Tong still felt a little worried. I can't bear it, this beauty has taken the soul-inducing medicine, and I thought that I would have to test the medicine in the next few days, but I never expected that the beauty would wake up.

I don't know what happened to the master.

"Brother!"

Little Tong: "!" Surprised, why was the phantom array broken again? ?

The small face looked blankly and desperately at the place where the sound came from, and as expected, he saw the pale-faced Shen Baiyi walking over quickly, acting like a normal person, and broke the phantom formation in the courtyard again.

God, he can fill up the deficiency of the phantom array.

Forgive him, the little brat who hasn't grown up yet.

When Mo Nianhuan saw that it was really Shen Baiyi, his expression immediately relaxed. Fortunately, it was his juniors. He walked towards Shen Baiyi, but before he took two steps, his body softened and he fell down.

Shen Baiyi's eyes darkened suddenly, and he quickly embraced the man in his arms, but his face turned pale when the man in his arms touched the wound.

"Baiyi, I feel like I—" Mo Nianhuan helped Shen Baiyi's arms to make himself stand a little bit, and when he raised his eyes, his words stopped abruptly. When he saw Shen Baiyi, he found that his face was extraordinarily pale, and suddenly thought of The little boy told Shen Baiyi how to save him.

——I want to take your husband's arm meat as a medicine, and then let the blood to make a soup. The arm meat took piece after piece, and boiled the medicine for you day after day, and then woke you up.

Shen Baiyi put his hand on Mo Nianhuan's waist, his brows were furrowed, he lost too much weight.

He hadn't seen Mo Nianhuan for half a month. Looking at Mo Nianhuan in front of him, he was wearing a thin underwear, his face was pale, the gentle breeze outlined his slimmer waist than before, and his uncombed black hair was hanging down his shoulders casually. , makes people feel distressed.

As for why he couldn't see Mo Nianhuan, firstly, Doctor Luo said that he needed his flesh and blood as a medicine, and secondly, Doctor Luo said that Mo Nianhuan needed an absolutely quiet and safe environment, and no one should disturb him, so as not to hurt his soul.

If Mo Nianhuan hadn't woken up today, he would have broken into the yard to find out what happened, lest that miracle doctor Luo fool people.

"Brother, you've lost weight."

Mo Nianhuan looked at Shen Baiyi, who was almost haggard and weak in front of him, his eyes fell on Shen Baiyi's arms, and he immediately let go of them.This is still his sweet-talking young man who can act like a baby, and thinking about what Shen Baiyi did to detoxify him, he suddenly felt like crying.

His hand gently touched Shen Baiyi's arm, his fingertips trembled slightly: "Baiyi, does it hurt?"

Raising his eyes to meet Shen Baiyi, he bumped into Shen Baiyi's slightly red eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. At that moment, he felt uncomfortable, because he couldn't bear to see the red eyes of the person in front of him.

"Why are you crying?" Mo Nianhuan was a little anxious, he took Shen Baiyi's hand and said, "Let me see your wound."

"Brother, it's okay." Shen Baiyi held Mo Nianhuan's hand, his eyes were gentle: "As long as you can wake up, it's nothing."

How could Mo Nianhuan care so much, his eagerness to protect his shortcomings made him more worried about Shen Baiyi's injury, so he hurriedly pulled Shen Baiyi to go back to the house, but just as he turned around, Shen Baiyi hugged him horizontally.

Subconsciously hugging Shen Baiyi's neck, the movement was so smooth that it couldn't be more smooth.

"Brother, you better not walk around when you just woke up, lest the younger brother miss you." Shen Baiyi hugged Mo Nianhuan horizontally, and then walked back into the house.

The door slammed shut.

Shen Baiyi gently put the person on the bed, he was reluctant to take a step when he got out of bed, for fear that he would bump into something again, and it would be himself who would feel uncomfortable and distressed at that time.

"Senior brother, you should rest here. Doctor Luo said that you will recover in a few days, so there is no need to worry too much."

Seeing Shen Baiyi sitting by the bed, Mo Nianhuan raised his hand to pull Shen Baiyi's clothes.

Shen Baiyi: "?!" He quickly pressed Mo Nianhuan's hand on his chest, his eyes showed a little helplessness: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"I want to see your wound. The boy said that you cut off the flesh of your arm and bled me to make medicine for me, and I have been in a coma for more than half a month. Didn't you just give me more than half a month? Meat." The more Mo Nianhuan talked, the more uncomfortable he felt, how could he make Shen Baiyi treat him so well, if it wasn't for his strange physique that attracted the fragrance of the soul-reversing tree, Shen Baiyi wouldn't be dragged into doing this for him matter.

The flesh of his arm was cut off as a medicine, and the blood was let out to make such a bowl of medicine. How could he dare to drink it if he was awake.

He pursed his lips as if he could taste such a piercing bloody smell.

Shen Baiyi didn't want Mo Nianhuan to see the hideous wounds, which had been stitched up and taken apart again and again, how could he let his senior brother see them.

Hold Mo Nianhuan's slightly cold hand tightly so that no one will pull his lapel again: "Senior brother, don't look, I'm really fine, your junior brother is already in the state of distraction, so how can this little injury hurt me, no painful."

"What about distraction, you won't feel uncomfortable but I will." Mo Nianhuan broke away from Shen Baiyi's hand little by little, insisting on watching: "You want to make me feel uncomfortable if you don't let me see."

Shen Baiyi's eyes flickered slightly, and the bottom of his eyes were covered by mist because of Mo Nianhuan's words, the ripples gradually disappeared, and they were stained with joy.He could hear Mo Nianhuan's caring words, so what if he was hurt a little, even if he gave this life, he would not hesitate.

So he stopped covering and took off his shirt.

Although Shen Baiyi is the youngest junior, he is a typical type who looks thin in clothes and fleshy in undress.The broad shoulders are muscular and the lines are beautiful, but the cold white skin is particularly glaring because of the hideous stitches on the arms.

It was as if the arms were stitched together, and there were even mottled blood spills at some stitches, as well as several stitches and removal marks.

Mo Nianhuan didn't dare to touch it at all, his pupils reflected such hideous wounds and bloodstains, he could only feel the coolness from the soles of his feet, and his heart trembled.

He opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

What Mo Xianfan said suddenly came to mind, if he faked his death, wouldn't Shen Baiyi feel very uncomfortable?He was poisoned by the fragrance of the soul-reversing tree and could do this for him, so how could he be willing to deceive Shen Baiyi like this.

——Mo Nianhuan, are you relenting?

Relentless?He is not soft-hearted. Soft-heartedness is called soft-heartedness for no reason. He is kind and righteous. If he is to deceive others for the sake of being so kind to him, he cannot do it.

——But do you dare to tell the truth to Shen Baiyi?Say that you are now a demon.

Mo Nianhuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and his hand hanging in mid-air slowly dropped. He is a demon. He became a demon because of the magic fruit that Mo Xianfan cultivated in his body, and became the most hated object of Xianmen.

If Shen Yuanyu hadn't put Qinglian on him, he would have been discovered long ago.

Just why did he choose him?

Why must it be him?

——Why, do you think demons are evil people?Yes, the world blames me, hates me and humiliates me, but you know best what I did wrong. If they think I have original sin just because I am the ancestor of the devil, then these people are jealous of me, they are jealous of my ability, For fear that I will destroy the Three Realms and rule the Three Realms.And do you know what is the most painful thing?It's the one you love thinks of you too, thinks you're a devil, then subconsciously resists you, pushes you away and hates you.

——Finally killed you with my own hands.

The scene of Yue Wuqing piercing into the heart reappeared in front of him again, the coldness ran through his body, and it was not as painful as Shen Yuanyu's cold and disgusted eyes.

"Brother, don't look." Seeing that Mo Nianhuan's face turned pale, Shen Baiyi thought that the wound was too ferocious and bloody to scare people, so he raised his hand to caress the back of Mo Nianhuan's neck and pulled him into his arms: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

Mo Nianhuan's forehead rested on Shen Baiyi's shoulder, he didn't recover for a long time, his head was full of conflicts, one side was his personal experience, Shen Baiyi was his junior, and he would risk his life to save him when he was in danger.On one side is Mo Xianfan in his body, that kind of past is not his, but why should he bear it.

He doesn't want to be controlled.

Now he is Mo Nianhuan, and this body is his.

Why do they say what they say, what they say about returning to the ruins, Qinglong, Guizun, and Baili Shutu are all things he doesn't know. It has become a plot flow centered on him, but that is also what he has the final say on.

Why should he play with the people around him?

Don't bother him with grievances that don't belong to him. If you want revenge, you can revenge yourself. He has no hatred at all, only peace and love.

So he can do whatever he wants.

There was a hint of impatient hostility between the eyebrows and eyes, and a few scarlet lines loomed on the neck, which gradually spread to the corners of the eyes, making the pale complexion more evil and charming.

—Go away, leave me alone.

Shen Baiyi seemed to feel the trembling of the person in his arms and thought it was Mo Nianhuan who was afraid, so he patted the person on the back lightly: "Don't worry, brother, you are just poisoned by the fragrance of the soul-returning tree. With me by your side, you will surely It'll be fine."

"I don't want you to have an accident because of me." Mo Nianhuan looked sideways at Shen Baiyi: "Let's go."

Even if his life and soul are unstable and he will die at any time, he doesn't want Shen Baiyi to think that it's because of himself. This obviously has nothing to do with Shen Baiyi, and he doesn't want such a thing to happen.

If this is his fate, then he accepts it. After all, he is not from here, and he will leave sooner or later.

"You can't go, brother, you haven't recovered yet."

Seeing that Shen Baiyi was so persistent, Mo Nianhuan thought to himself that he had been deceived and didn't know, but it was hard for him to tell the truth, or they would suspect how he knew it.

So I thought of a way, try to be as close as possible to the persona of my good-for-nothing big brother.

"I don't like this place, so I just want to leave. If you don't leave, I will." Mo Nianhuan gestured to get out of bed after speaking.

Shen Baiyi was stunned, why did the senior brother start to lose his temper when he was doing well, with a helpless expression on his face, he quickly grabbed Mo Nianhuan: "Senior brother, be good, okay? I haven't helped him make up for the intrusion into the illusion to find Dr. Luo. It might not be that easy to get out of the illusion."

Seeing that Shen Baiyi was still so persistent, Mo Nianhuan was distressed, what should he do.

Suddenly, he remembered the weird tree outside the yard.

Like a maple leaf, if it falls from the tree, it will turn into ashes. He remembered what Shen Wanqi said, the leaves of the soul-returning tree are like maple leaves.Does that mean that the tree is the soul-reversing tree?

Will there be the resurrection tree he is looking for under the tree?

If he got the Resurrection Shenmu, he would be able to be resurrected even if he was no longer here, wouldn't it be enough to get it?

"It's okay if you don't go."

Seeing that Mo Nianhuan had compromised, Shen Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he doesn't lose his temper, he can do whatever he wants.

"But I suddenly want to eat roast chicken." Mo Nianhuan pointed to the tree outside the window: "You can help me cut down this tree, the tree from this tree must be delicious for roast chicken."

Shen Baiyi: "..."

Just, this craving for roast chicken came very suddenly.

Looking in the direction Mo Nianhuan pointed, it was a towering ancient tree, probably more than a thousand years old, although it is not difficult for him to cut down such a tree, even Mo Nianhuan will pick.

Helplessly pampering Mo Nianhuan's head: "Okay, as long as the senior brother wants Bai Yi, give it."

Outside the door at this moment——

The little boy was standing outside the door, still looking dazed.

"Tong Tong."

"Hey master!" Xiao Tong turned around quickly when he heard the voice of the master calling him.

Doctor Luo stroked his snow-white beard with a melancholy expression on his face. He looked at the oldest soul-returning tree in the yard: "I don't know why, but now I'm a little worried that my tree will be wasted."

This is the only soul-reflecting tree that grows the resurrection god tree.

I thought that the most dangerous place was the safest place, but today's premonition seems to be a bit bad.

"Why did the master say that?"

"Do you know where these two people came from?"

"I know, Fenglin Shen." The little boy said calmly.

Doctor Luo's eyes widened, and his beard twitched in anger: "You, you, you know why you didn't tell Master!"

Seeing his master suddenly angry with a blank face, Xiaotong said, "No, you didn't ask."

Doctor Luo frowned on the spot: "Quick! Hurry up and create a few more illusions, we must not let them get close to this tree!!"