I'm Always the Villain

Chapter 101 Master Furnace 6

When Sang Jiuchi woke up, the previous iron rings were put on his wrists and ankles. The iron rings did not know what they were made of. Sang Jiuchi didn't feel cold to the touch, but had the same temperature as his skin.

Under the hoop, the piece of soft fluff has firmly separated the hoop from the skin of the wrist.

Wisps of elegant green smoke were burning in the room, and the fragrance was so refreshing that it immediately soothed Sang Jiuchi's head that was a little uncomfortable due to drunkenness.

"woke up?"

A cold voice came from the corner.

Sang Jiuchi raised his head, and with the rustling of footsteps, Fan Lu came out from behind the curtain, holding a birdcage in his hand.

The birdcage was miniature and small, it looked like it was used to hold oriole thrushes, but when he took a closer look, he found that the inside of the birdcage was covered with white fluff, and the positions of the swing and soft couch were the same as the birdcage in his cave.

After a hangover, Sang Jiuchi had a headache. He stared blankly at Fan Lu, and a few outrageous scenes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of what he did after he was drunk, Sang Jiuchi's cheeks flushed immediately, his eyelashes trembling like crow feathers, trying to hide the shame in his eyes.

Fan Lu walked slowly to the bed, and threw the emerald green feather coat hanging on the hanger to Sang Jiuchi: "Put this on."

While wearing it, Sang Jiuchi used the topic to divert his embarrassment, "Have you been there before?"

Fan Lu: "Healing the wound, the devilish energy is a bit strong."

Sang Jiuchi said "Oh" absently, his eyes wandering secretly on Fan Lu's body, "By the way, I brought your cassock and portrait for you, and you can live with me from now on."

Sang Jiuchi put on his cassock and pointed to the wardrobe in the corner, "There is also your portrait, which is a little damaged. I put it away. If you want it, I will find it for you."

Fan Lu: "No need."

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyes.

Fan Lu said again: "The real person is right in front of you, what kind of portrait do you need, don't you think so, Master?"

Fan Lu sat on the chair at the round table, and seemed to find the feeling after brewing for a while.

His eyes became provocative and surly, and he looked at Sang Jiuchi presumptuously, "I didn't know, it turns out that Master can still be so enthusiastic, which really surprised me. Master brought all my things because he intended to Agree to the double cultivation with me?"

Sang Jiuchi paused, "No. I went to Liyuanju that day."

He thought about his words before slowly opening his mouth, "I rescued you and took you as a disciple, thinking that I could protect you just by relying on my reputation. But I didn't expect that you were being treated like this when you asked Tianzong , It’s my fault if I took you and protected you. From today on, you live here, and no one here except me dares to do anything wrong, and this place is full of spiritual energy and is the most suitable for cultivation.”

Fan Lu seemed to have thought of something, "You said that no one dared to make mistakes, what happened to that Jiang Tong? Master really favored the third junior brother, even when he changed into my appearance, he did not forget to love the third junior brother, and brought him to the Teaching around me makes me envious."

Fan Lu said, with anger on his face.He stood up suddenly and walked to Sang Jiuchi.

Fanlu was only half a head taller than Sang Jiuchi, but Fanlu stood in front of Sang Jiuchi, like a towering peak, covering Sang Jiuchi entirely.Majestic and majestic, with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Sang Jiuchi secretly swallowed his saliva, took two steps back, and lowered his head to suppress his beating heart.

Is this forced love? It's a bit exciting.

A wide and slightly rough finger suddenly pinched Sang Jiuchi's chin, and raised his head. Sang Jiuchi was forced to look up at the man with a strong fighting spirit in front of him, his eyes flickered, and the anticipation in his eyes was about to come out.

Fan Lu was stunned for a moment, his expression almost tensed.

Soon, he coughed lightly, moved his fingers slightly, and Sang Jiuchi's two arms were lifted uncontrollably under the traction of the shackles.

It wasn't until the body was pulled into an extreme curve that the pulling force stopped.

Just when Sang Jiuchi thought everything was over, several slender vines suddenly grew out of the shackles.

The rattan stretched in the air, and immediately got into Sang Jiuchi's cuff.

Sang Jiuchi finally lost his expression. He bit his lip hard, his expression was very painful, and his eyes began to turn red.

"You, even if you do this, I won't give in." Sang Jiuchi looked at Fan Lu with those watery peach blossom eyes.

Fan Lu sat down in a leisurely manner, leaning on the table with his left arm and looking at Sang Jiuchi with his chin on the back of his hand.

The emerald green feathers and feathers swayed without wind, constantly twisting into irregular shapes.

Sang Jiuchi's body stretched out in the most beautiful arc, with a swan-like slender neck raised backwards, with a fragmented beauty, fragile as if it could be broken at the touch of a touch, which is more likely to arouse the abuser's abusive mentality.

Fan Lu looked at Sang Jiuchi: "Master, do you like me?"

Sang Jiuchi turned his head and could vaguely see his beautiful collarbone, "You and I are master and apprentice, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Fan Lu: "Then why did you hang the portrait of you and me on the wall, and put your finger on my mouth."

He paused, his voice raised, "And that rose flower, why do I look so much like the previous rose?"

Fan Lu's voice was slightly hoarse and deep, as if the devil was luring mortals into its trap, "Why is the rose flower I threw in your cave earlier gone? Did Master see it?"

Sang Jiuchi's face turned red. On the one hand, he had to resist the cane, and on the other hand, he had to allocate part of his energy to pay attention to Fan Lu's conversation.

Originally, it was good to resist the rattan with all his strength, but when he dispersed his energy, the pressure brought by the rattan suddenly increased.

Sang Jiuchi squeezed out a few words: "I haven't seen it!"

Fan Lu sneered: "Master is really duplicity. You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you?"

Fan Lu waved his hand lightly in the air, and a water mirror appeared in front of Sang Jiuchi.

Different from the small water mirror in the cave, this water mirror is a floor-to-ceiling mirror that takes Sang Jiuchi's whole body into it from beginning to end.

Sang Jiuchi looked up at the water mirror, his eyes widened immediately after seeing the scene clearly, and his whole body shook like a sieve a few times.

He and Fanlu haven't exchanged yet, which means that what he sees in the water mirror now is Fanlu.

Whatever he is in reality, so is Fan Lu in the water mirror.

Sang Jiuchi fixed his eyes on Fan Lu in the mirror, his heart beating uncontrollably.

In the previous five worlds, Sang Jiuchi and his lover have tried various things.He has seen all the expressions of his lover, but he is the only one who has never seen this kind of expression.

He only watched for a while, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably.

As for Fan Lu in the mirror, tears flowed slowly from the corners of his eyes, and he even copied Sang Jiuchi's butterfly-like eyelashes exactly the same.

Fragile to the extreme.

Sang Jiuchi's body tensed up suddenly, and he fell heavily and sat weakly on the ground.

Fan Lu sneered: "Master also said that he has no unreasonable thoughts about me?"

He stood up from the table and walked behind Sang Jiuchi, stretched his arm from behind him and grabbed Sang Jiuchi's chin, forcing Sang Jiuchi to look at the water mirror in front of him.

In the water mirror, "Sang Jiuchi" sneered and grabbed "Fan Lu"'s chin.

Sang Jiuchi stared blankly at the completely opposite picture of the water mirror, leaning all his strength on Fan Lun.

Seeing "Fan Lu" in the mirror leaning against "Sang Jiuchi" softly, Sang Jiuchi's beautiful eyelashes like cattail fans fluttered desperately like butterflies' wings.

Sang Jiuchi lowered his head, tactically hiding his flickering and excited eyes.

This situation, how should I put it, is so delicate.

Fan Lu stopped when he saw it, and the huge water mirror disappeared with a wave of his long sleeves.

After helping Sang Jiuchi to sit on the soft couch, Fan Lu got to the point, "I saw Qiu Mian when I came here, and he is fine."

Sang Jiuchi's consciousness was still a little wandering, and it took him a long time to realize what Fan Lu had said, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you."

"Qiu Mian is also my senior brother, and the master is in my hands now, so I should visit him instead of the master." Fan Lu's eyes became slightly serious, "Jiang Tong said they were the monster I saw in Wutong Town. I went to have a look, and found no trace of the monster. I inquired, there was a silkworm-raising girl in Wutong Town, who suddenly disappeared four days ago."

Sang Jiuchi: "That's right. I exposed myself in front of the monks but didn't kill people to silence them. If I were that monster, I would also run away as soon as possible."

Fan Lu: "After thousands of years, the monster reappeared. It must not be that simple, and it must not be the only monster. You must be careful when you go out to practice."

Sang Jiuchi's heart moved slightly, "Experience?"

Fan Lu knew that Sang Jiuchi didn't know anything, so he gave him a faint look: "You were a high-ranking master before, so naturally you don't know anything. The secret realm of the immortal and demon slaughter battlefield once every 20 years is about to open. All monks below the stage of transformation can participate. There are only five monk candidates for each sect, but don’t worry, I will recommend you to go.”

Sang Jiuchi: "What's in that secret realm?"

Fan Lu: "The slaughtering battlefield of immortals and demons is the battlefield left over from when the four major cultivators fought against the demons ten thousand years ago. According to legend, there is a heavenly magic weapon that can slaughter demons. I want you to find it and bring it to me .”

Sang Jiuchi looked at Fan Lun, then at himself, and still raised his own doubts, "Why do you question whether to exchange the two of us? If you want, you can go in and get it yourself? Besides, I am Water Lingen, you are Thunder Lingen, the spells I cast are completely different from yours. Although people see you and I as interchangeable, once I cast spells, it will be revealed, right?"

"And I'm in the Tribulation Transcendence period, how can I enter that secret realm?"

Fan Lu: "Master, don't worry. The spell I cast on you can correct other people's memories. Even if you cast a water spell, others will think it's a thunder spell. As for your cultivation, the four shackles on your body You can artificially control your cultivation, for example."

Fanlu made a cumbersome formula with his fingers, and in the next second, Sang Jiuchi, who had no cultivation base at all, felt a wave of spiritual energy flowing in his body.

However, this aura is a little thin, and it can only be regarded as a foundation building cultivation base.

"Before entering the secret realm, I will give you the formula to control the shackles. Master, with your strength, that secret realm is like a child's play for you. I believe you will be able to find what I want."

Fan Lu pinched Sang Jiuchi's wrist, and the silver shackles reflected dazzling white light in the air.Above the shackles, wheat-colored fingers pressed against the white wrists.

The wheat-colored hand was very large, and the white wrist looked very slender in his hand, and he didn't even have a tight grip.

Fan Lu's eyes darkened slightly, and his fingers slowly slid along the bruised veins under his wrist, "Fortunately, Shizun has cultivated immortality, if you fall into the mortal world with your appearance, you will definitely be taken by those rich and powerful young masters, maybe It will also lead to war between the two countries."

With a slender wrist, Fan Lu's thick fingertips slipped into his palm in a short while.

Sang Jiuchi has been cultivating immortals for more than 600 years. For more than 600 years, he has not eaten human food, and he has not even used Bigu Dan.He only needs to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon every day, and he has created such a body that looks like a fairy.

Sang Jiuchi's hands were as white and tender as tofu, and his five fingers moved slightly, and the two of them turned into a gesture of interlocking fingers.

Fan Lu rubbed his thumb on the back of Sang Jiuchi's hand, his voice was low and hoarse, full of charm: "Master, you have been cultivating immortals since you were born, and now you have lived for more than 600 years. How? You are not even as good as the most ordinary and vulgar mortals, they still know the ways of the world, and you have only been accompanied by the aura of heaven and earth in these long years."

"Have you heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the magpie bridge? Do you know what is written in the picture books in the mortal world? If it is shallow, there is "The Romance of the West Chamber", and if it is deep, there is "Jin Ping Mei". This makes ordinary people crazy Master is not curious about infatuated love?"

Sang Jiuchi looked up at Fan Lu, and saw Fan Lu also looking at him, "Master, I won't force you. One day, you will lower your noble head and kneel in front of me and beg me to accompany you Double cultivation."

Fan Lu was about to let go of Sang Jiuchi, but found that Sang Jiuchi was holding him hard.

Fan Lu looked over suspiciously, and when he looked at Sang Jiuchi, Sang Jiuchi had already looked away.

The hands that were tightly held together were suddenly released, and Sang Jiuchi stood up, "Let's go to Wutong Town again, I always feel that there is something there."

Fan Lu: "Okay."

As soon as the two of them went out, the next thing they saw was Jiang Tong with an ugly face in the courtyard.

Jiang Tong had just woken up from a coma, and hastily used a dust-removing spell to rush over. Seeing "Master" and "Fan Lu" coming out at the same time, Jiang Tong's already ugly face became even uglier.

It was already broad daylight, and the two of them came out, apparently having spent the night inside.

Jiang Tong glanced back and forth behind the two of them, hesitating to speak, but in the end he was hindered by the majesty of "Master", and said nothing, "Master, you felt a terrifying murderous aura last night. ?”

Just as Sang Jiuchi opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered that Fan Lu was the "master".

He looked at Fanlu, and heard Fanlu casually say: "Oh, that, I was practicing last night."

Jiang Tong: "..."

Practice, practice?

Do you need to work so hard during double cultivation?

Jiang Tong blushed, "Master, you are going..."

Fan Lu: "Go to Wutong Town."

Jiang Tong raised his eyes, "Master is going to investigate the monster. I know where she appeared. I can go with you."

Sang Jiuchi thought of something, tugged at Fan Lu's sleeve, and said via voice transmission: "Take him with you. Jiang Tong is a mutated light root. The monster has been dormant in Wutong Town for so long and has not moved. The only thing I saw was Jiang Tong. It's like a cat smells something fishy. Maybe I can take Jiang Tong there and find clues about that monster."

Fan Lu voice transmission: "Okay."

Jiang Tong watched "Fan Lu"'s small movements, wishing he could chop off his hand.

The three of them sat on the kite and started heading towards Wutong Town.

On the paper kite, Jiang Tong, who was standing at the back, sent a voice transmission to Sang Jiuchi viciously: "Hurry up and take off the things that are wrapped around you, you're going to die!"

Sang Jiuchi was stunned for a moment, then looked down, only to find a few tiny rattan sticks protruding from the cuffs.

He blushed, quickly pulled out the cane, and threw it hastily into the storage bag.

Jiang Tong then said: "And your clothes! Don't you know how to tidy up your clothes? A flower peacock."

Sang Jiuchi probably knew what he looked like, he straightened his clothes without any trace, gave Jiang Tong a cold look, and said via voice transmission: "Master likes peacocks like me."

Jiang Tong was exhausted.

Several people landed outside Wutong Town in the blink of an eye. Sang Jiuchi looked up and saw a huge plane tree going straight into the sky, almost submerged in the clouds.

There is a huge sycamore tree in Wutong Town, which is why Wutong Town got its name.It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, a demon cultivator phoenix ascended from the plane tree, and the place where the phoenix ascended was sheltered, and a town gradually developed around the bare plane tree.

This town is already very big compared to other towns, and most of the people in the town are ordinary people.Although cultivation is possible in the realm of comprehension, not everyone can. Only one percent of the people in the plane can pass the assessment and enter the threshold of cultivation.

Others who have no or shallow spiritual roots are still just the most ordinary mortal bodies, with a lifespan of a hundred years.

Many mortals would choose to live at the foot of the mountain with monks. On the one hand, they could be protected by the monks, and on the other hand, they could occasionally receive gifts from the monks.

Wutong Town like this is a typical town where monks and mortals live together.The town not only operates ordinary mortal businesses, but also some monk businesses, selling some talismans and so on.

There are often monks in the town, so the three of them landed without attracting everyone's attention, and everyone is still busy with their own affairs.

When it landed, Fan Lu tapped Sang Jiuchi's body without a trace.

Jiang Tong had a good memory, so he quickly brought them to the ruined temple where he had seen the woman.

This is already the edge of the town, and there are few people around. This temple has long been abandoned and dilapidated.

Several people walked into the ruined temple, Jiang Tong didn't notice anything, but Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu were slightly startled and looked at each other.

The moment they stepped in, it was as if they stepped into the water, and a layer of ripples appeared in the air.

Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu immediately became vigilant.

Jiang Tong didn't notice anything, he strode in, pointed at the goddess statue standing in the middle, turned around and said to the two of them, "This goddess statue is still here, the other day I was chasing a demon cultivator doing evil with Qiu Mian." After entering this ruined temple, the demon cultivator turned around and disappeared. Instead, there was a woman kneeling under the goddess statue."

The goddess is holding a sycamore leaf in one hand and pinching it into a lotus shape with the other. She is standing slightly forward in a flowing feather coat.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth held a smile that remained unchanged before Mount Tai collapsed.

"Brother Qiu Mian and I were worried that the woman would get hurt and told her to leave quickly. It turned out that the woman was the scariest character, and she suddenly wanted to say that she would arrest me as Mrs. Yazhai. All of a sudden, wings grew from the back, and the face that was pretty good turned into a terrifying appearance, showing its fangs towards us."

Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu looked at each other, then silently looked at the goddess statue.

Just as Jiang Tong turned his head to speak, the goddess who was supposed to be a stone statue slowly opened her slightly closed eyes.

There are hollow stone balls under those eyes, which seem to be hollow, but the eyes seem to be staring at Jiang Tong under her feet.

She seemed to only see Jiang Tong in her eyes, not the two of them.

The statue moved silently. Jiang Tong said that when the monster stretched its wings, a pair of dark fleshy wings also came out from behind the stone statue.Although the stone was pierced, there was no sound.

Jiang Tong said that when the monster showed its ferocious teeth, the smiling and gentle face of the goddess statue began to slowly change into a ferocious face. She lowered her body and placed her ferocious head on Jiang Tong's side. Stick out the slender tongue.

Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu: "..."

Sang Jiuchi looked at Jiang Tong quietly, and comforted him, "Jiang Tong, don't turn your head, just walk over slowly."

Jiang Tong turned his head subconsciously.

The next moment, he let out a wailing cry, and crawled backwards with hands and feet.

The goddess finally made a sound, only to hear the goddess "Jie Jie" laugh a few times, and the broken stones fell from her body.

"Little thing, I was wondering where to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself." A sharp and piercing voice sounded, not like a woman's voice, but rather like the harsh and unbearable sound of metal scratching on wood.

Jiang Tong's face turned pale, and now he didn't care whether he looked good or not, and crawled behind Sang Jiuchi, who was closest to him, using his hands and feet.

The stones around the statue finally fell off, revealing the true face hidden inside.

The whole body is pitch black, with black flesh wings, two meters tall, and a hideous face.

She didn't seem to see Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu, and she was about to run towards Jiang Tong when she was young.Just when she was about to fly in front of Sang Jiuchi, a pair of lightning-fast hands suddenly shot out from the side, and pushed the monster down heavily to the ground.

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