Misidentifying the Fate of the Paranoid Villain [Transmigration Book]

?? "Still, you think it's easier to find the villain and kill him directly."

??Then it's still the protagonist of the Raiders.

?? Yu Luo continued to read the book with tears in his eyes.

?? Jumping through the next few chapters, the psychological activities of a group of protagonists came into view.

??【...Wei Wenjun thought to himself that he had already been noticed when he frequently went in and out of Quanyu Teahouse in Yongchang 16 years ago. It turns out that everything was calculated as early as that time. 】

?? Yongchang 16 years, isn't it this year?

??If the protagonist will appear in this teahouse from time to time this year, if he comes to watch every day, will he be able to meet him sooner or later.

?? The problem is that even if he encounters it, he can't recognize the protagonist.

??Yu Luo saw the points on the top of the interface, and suddenly slapped his head, "By the way, can I exchange things!"

?? "Yes, host. You have initial gift points, which can be exchanged for some special medicine or gold fingers."

?? "!!"

??He opened the system panel and checked his remaining points.Check out the golden fingers that can be exchanged again.

??Mind reading, this is not bad.Well, it can only be used once a month, which is a bit long.And it also requires close contact—if I have the ability to make close contact, why do I still need golden fingers? Cross it out.

?? Back in time, it seems to be ok.Uh, I can only go back for half a quarter of an hour, ah... I really can't think of how to use it.cross out.

?? Turning around, Yu Luo's eyes lit up.

?? Memory pen.

??According to the description, this is a golden finger that can change the memory of the protagonist ten years ago as appropriate.

?? This, this, isn't this what I need most!

?? "This is the most expensive gold finger, let me see... Hey, you can just buy it. The function of this pen is to tamper with the memory of the protagonist eight years ago, and it just matches your goal! It can tamper with memory Wouldn't the difficulty of the strategy be reduced a lot!"

??Yu Luo instantly swept away the previous haze, and his whole face glowed.

?? Good stuff!

?? "Duidui!"

?? "Okay, this will cost all your points."

??"Sure!"

?? A golden light flashed in his mind, and the prop pen finally arrived in his hands.He can change the protagonist's memory in the form of words by imagining to write specific content with this pen.Of course, it must conform to the style and direction of the original text, and cannot be unconstrained, otherwise it will fail to add.

?? The young prince of the same name and surname that Yu Luo transmute into is a short-lived cannon fodder who is not capable of writing or martial arts, but also has a gloomy and surly personality.

??The only thing that can be sold is this face.

??It doesn't have to be famous and valuable to be a princess, it's too difficult for Yu Luo who is dressed as cannon fodder.

?? If you can have a dewy love, you can give birth to a child.

?? He is not poor either. Anyway, he is also a young man, and he can afford to raise a child.

??There is no need to pursue a long-lasting soul fit, as long as you dress up this face, at a certain moment, you can lure the protagonist with dry wood and fire once, and you're done!

?? Yu Luo looked at the bronze mirror.

?? The face in the bronze mirror is quite natural to carve and decorate. Even if it is not dressed up at all, it is like a lotus in water, very light and refined.

?? Is the word pleasing to the eye can be summed up.

??But he thought that this is ancient times after all. Ancient people and modern people have different aesthetics, and the definition of good-looking is not necessarily the same.All the modern celebrities who can go out of the circle are well-dressed, with the words "I am exquisite" written all over from head to toe.

??As the saying goes, three points depend on appearance, and seven points depend on clothing.

?? If you are already good-looking enough, dress up again.

??It must be able to maximize the only strength of this cannon fodder.

??After making up his mind, Yu Luo turned around and asked the girl to go to the market to buy some popular books on makeup and clothing.

?? There is also no shortage of Zhixiangdai powder, and I have bought a lot of them.

?? Roll up your sleeves, and start to look at the face in the bronze mirror in front of the picture on the book.

??First, paint the face into a dead white as described in the book.

?? "Yeah! The complexion is like snow, good!"

?? Draw a large amount of forehead yellow on the forehead.

?? "Yeah! When the window is adorned with clouds on the temples, the decal on the mirror is yellow ①. Not bad!"

??Yu Luo muttered, and then pasted a large red flower, and blinked, "Oh, why did ancient people like to paint this kind of gaudy makeup? Am I still me when I paint like this."

??Forget it, there are differences in aesthetics between ancient and modern times.

?? In order to become beautiful, get used to it.

?? "Then, let me see... oh, slanting red, hooked on, oh, hooked on the cheekbones. Hmm... probably this."

?? "Under the eyes, there should be more redness. This way, it should be about the same."

??The last is the lips, ah, rub a little too much, it's okay, the lips are like a little bit of vermilion.

?? Good looking, good looking.

?? She is simply the beauty in the portrait.

?? Yu Luo looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

??The next step is the most important link - add memory!

?? After all, even if you keep up with fashion trends, there are always differences in taste.Only by adding memory can you guarantee that this style of dress is the favorite type of the protagonist!

??The first impression is too important.From now on, I go to the teahouse every day, and every time I have to dress up, who knows when I will meet the protagonist.

??Be sure to make him fall in love at first sight!

??Yu Luo brewed for a while, and wrote a pen in his mind. If he was not good at writing, he just copied the notes in the book: [When I was five years old, I saw a beauty in the town, with light yellow lips and bright flowers.The complexion is like snow, and the appearance is beautiful.The image is very profound, and it is heart-stirring.I thought in my heart that when I grow up, I will definitely marry such a beauty. 】

?? I was a little shy when I wrote the last sentence.

??Added successfully.

??Quickly figured out that Guanfa put on a cloak and rushed out the door in a hurry, heading straight for Quanyu Teahouse.

?? When I rushed to the teahouse at noon, there were many people in the teahouse. When Yu Luo heard the play downstairs was singing to a critical point, the gongs and drums were beating loudly.

??Find the highest floor, and spent some money to buy a good position overlooking the people downstairs. He was hungry all day, so he asked someone to serve some preserved fruit and tea to cushion his stomach.

?? There is one thing to say, the pastries and preserved fruits in this teahouse are really delicious, not worse than those in Houfu.

??Concentrate on tasting it, and the laughter of the people next to me is very clear.

?? "Yes, the little prince didn't like it at all. Just yesterday he was so angry that he jumped into the lake and almost died."

?? "Because of something, you can jump into the lake in anger."

"Hey, what else can I do. Let's call off the engagement."

?? Yu Luo was so frightened that he dropped all his melon seeds. How can people in Jinling City gossip like this.

??This teahouse is really like the book said, a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and it is the intersection of many information.What just happened yesterday can be heard clearly in the teahouse today.

?? "If you want me to say, the youngest of the Yu family is a dou who can't support him, and he is also a bastard who kills his mother."

??You are the broom star.

?? "If the king of Guangling County really married him, he would regret it. The only son of General Li's family is handsome, isn't he better than that young master Yu who just stays in the mansion all day and dares not see anyone?"

?? Nonsense, you turn around to see me.

?? A sneer came again.

?? Forget it, just laugh, there is business.The most important thing now is to find His Royal Highness the orthodox prince, and try his best to help him, attack him, and increase his favorability when he is at his worst.

?? Yu Luo sat in a well-behaved manner, staring intently at the people downstairs.

??The real prince Wei Wenjun should be tall and tall with an extraordinary bearing.As for the protagonist, he must be a face value level that can be recognized at a glance in the shameful crowd.

??Observe well.

?? Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time for him to observe, he saw a tall, unlucky man with an extraordinary figure coming downstairs.

?? His former fiancé-in-law, Wei Wenxu.

?? After a while yesterday, he knew that this person was always nagging.

??Immediately sat back a little, raised his sleeves to cover himself, but he started to look around as if looking for someone, and finally locked his eyes on his own position on the third floor.

?? Immediately plan to run away, don't want to entangle with him.

??Suddenly heard some movement on his left side.Glancing through the bamboo tent, it was a plainly dressed and inconspicuous scholar-like person who probably couldn't pay for the tea table, and Xiao Er was begging for it.

?? Weird, we all know that the third floor is the most expensive. If you don’t have money, you can still go to the third floor.

?? Wei Wenxu has already stepped on the stairs.

?? Fengqingyunjing's voice floated through the bamboo tent: "Xiaosheng came to Jinling City not long ago. He is a scholar who came to rush for the exam. I really don't understand the rules of drinking tea and listening to music. I don't know if I can give it a day or two to raise money." Fill……"

??The tone is clear and comfortable. Although it is embarrassing, he can speak neither humble nor overbearing, and he is also talkative.

?? There is a bit of poverty and helplessness, not stage fright.

??He raised his hand and lifted a little bamboo tent, and saw the man's profile.

?? Yu Luo was startled.

??The man was dressed in a plain white dress. He could not be described as ordinary, but extremely poor.

?? But the appearance is really eye-catching.

??Yuanshan's eyebrows are thin and quiet, his figure is thinner than ordinary people, his eyebrows are clear, and his expression is dull.It is completely different from the pretentious and noble behavior of those nobles in Jinling City.

?? reveals the general sparse Lang.

?? The person who looked like a breezy moon inside seemed to have noticed something, raised his eyes slightly, glanced in Yu Luo's direction, and looked at himself through the bamboo tent.

?? Yu Luo immediately put down the bamboo tent and sat properly.

?? Could it be.

??Yu Luo had a thought.

?? "Then just wait, I'll ask the shopkeeper what he means." Xiaoer replied.

"Wait a minute."

?? Yu Luo stopped the waiter at the right time, pulled off the money bag at his waist, opened it and asked, "How much money does he owe, I paid it for him."

?? This person is dressed in plain clothes, but this kind of demeanor is by no means an ordinary person.

?? Appeared in the teahouse again at this time.

??Yu Luo made a bold assumption and carefully verified it.

??Is it possible that this person is the real protagonist of this article——

??The real prince who is currently in despair, but will soon be found by His Majesty.

??Put down the preserved fruit in your hand, and bring two plates of delicate pastries to the next table.

??Try one or two first, rather than let it go.

?? Seeing Yu Luo's appearance behind the bamboo tent, Xiao Er was stunned.

??It seems that I have lived up to my costumes for more than two hours, which is quite effective.

??Yu Luo rolled up the bamboo tent and sat in front of the man, looking at the down-and-out young man with a pair of bright eyes, and smiled with vermilion lips.

??The young man's hand holding the tea suddenly trembled, but he didn't spill it.

?? The sound of singing downstairs stopped just in time, and the tables in the tea house are not wide.

??He got very close to this young man, and saw that his high nose bridge cast a very nice shadow in the sunlight. The outline was even more stunning when viewed up close, and his shock could not be concealed by a coarse linen dress.

??A child next to him ran past holding a small windmill made of paper, and stumbled. Yu Luo helped him up, "Does it hurt from the fall?" and stuffed a little bit of the preserved fruit into the child's mouth to feed it. Take a sip.

?? The child looked up.

?? Wow cried and left.

?? Yu Luo pushed the stack of pastries in front of the young man, trying to flatter him, "Try it, it's delicious, and the child is crying."

??The corner of the man's clothes was torn and the white clothes had been mended and mended for three or four years, but they were washed very cleanly. People couldn't help feeling in their hearts—such a good-looking person was born in such a poor family.

??Yu Luo has never deliberately gotten close to anyone like this, and his tone is a bit blunt.

?? "I don't know what the son's name is."

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Remarks: ①: Excerpted from "Mulan Poetry".

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