After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

Shen Jimo feels that he has become a little strange recently, always sleepy at every turn, and hot and sour food that he didn't like very much before, but recently he also loves it tightly.But he felt that Feng Qiyu was even more strange. Feng Qiyu, who always liked to talk to him on weekdays, not only stopped laughing at him, but also became very attentive.

such as……

Seeing Feng Qiyu and Shang Luo come back from practicing swords in the purple bamboo forest, Shen Jimo greeted them without hesitation, before he could speak, he saw Feng Qiyu took out a paper bag from his arms and handed it to him.

"For me?" Shen Jimo took it in surprise, and when he opened it, he found that it was a bag of plums, the red one.

"Didn't you always say that you have tasteless in your mouth these two days? This is what we saw in the back mountain. We tasted one, and it was quite sweet." His brows were light, showing no emotion.

Shang Luo also nodded in agreement, "The plums in September are already ripe, brother, you should try it."

Shen Jimo looked at him and Shang Luo in surprise, took one, and when he was about to stuff it into his mouth, Feng Qiyu snatched it away, "Wash and eat before eating."

He squatted down by the sink, carefully cleaned each plum, and then put it back in his hand again, "You can eat it now."

The two watched him eat alone, Shen Jimo was also quite embarrassed, so he held the plum in his hand in front of the two, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Shang Luo shook his head, "I don't like to eat these." After speaking, he went back to the house without looking back.

Feng Qiyu also shook her head, pulled him to sit on a stone bench beside her, took one and handed it to his lips, "Try it."

Shen Jimo took a bite of his hand, but he didn't like it that much, but seeing Feng Qiyu looking at him expectantly, he couldn't say no, so he nodded and said, "It's very sweet."

Feng Qiyu smiled slightly, and pushed the fruit towards him, "Then you can eat more, later... let's go to the canteen for lunch together."

"Oh...well..." Shen Jimo looked at the pile of red fruits with some distress, lowered his eyes, frowned slightly, picked up one again, and ate it with some pain.

He really can't eat this kind of sweet fruit.

After dawdling for a few meals, Shen Jimo finally waited for the time for dinner, got up quickly, looked at Feng Qiyu pretending to be relaxed, "I'm so hungry, let's go eat!"

Feng Qiyu didn't see anything, and before Shen Jimo left, he stuffed the bag of fruit into his arms, "Take it back and eat slowly."

"Oh! Okay!" Shen Jimo smiled at him awkwardly, and slammed the door shut after returning to the house. Before he could put down the fruit, he ran to the spittoon and spit out the fruit he had just eaten.

Isn't this thing a poisonous fruit that looks like a plum?

He took one out of his pocket to observe, and ran to the bedside to compare the green plums he kept under his pillow. It seemed that they were the same except for the different colors.

Why is the color different and the taste so different?

Stuffing the green plum in his hand into his mouth, the sour juice burst out of his mouth. Shen Jimo suddenly felt happy, and he ate several times in a row before suppressing the nauseating feeling. It was already an hour later when he came out of the room up.

I thought Feng Qiyu and the others wouldn't wait for them after so long, but when they went out, they saw Shang Luo and Feng Qiyu sitting at the stone table in the courtyard drinking tea together.

I always feel that their relationship seems to be better than before.

Seeing that the relationship between the two of them was getting better day by day, Shen Jimo was very happy, and smiled, "I'm sorry for the long wait, let's go!" Then he pulled the two of them and went to the Lingshan hall together.

Because he couldn't get his energy up these days, Shen Jimo hadn't practiced much for several days. Taking advantage of today's interest, Shen Jimo swore that from today on, he would never be lazy again.

Shen Jimo came to the dining window and looked at the plates of delicious meat. Not only did he not feel any appetite, but he felt an inexplicable sense of nausea.

Don't turn your eyes away from those meals, Shen Jimo casually pointed to a plate of spicy dishes, "Give me that! Give me more."

"Is this all I want?" The little disciple who was cooking rice looked at him in surprise. Shen Jimo doesn't eat spicy food very much on weekdays, so why did he suddenly want to eat this?

Shen Jimo nodded solemnly.

When he got the plate of spicy food, he didn't really want to eat it, but the little disciple really ordered a lot of food for him.Looking at the mountains of vegetables piled up in the bowl, Shen Jimo was extremely distressed.

He doesn't want to be fined and clean the Lingyun Pavilion!

But Shangluo and the others don't like spicy food, just when Shen Jimo was in a dilemma, a pair of chopsticks stretched out.

Feng Qiyu took away the vegetables in his bowl with a blank expression, and then gave him some light vegetables in her own bowl, "Eat quickly!"

Shen Jimo glanced at him gratefully, and finally buried himself in eating.

But in the end, I still couldn't finish it, but fortunately, there were not many left.

When the two came out of the Lingshan Hall, Shen Jimo followed Shangluo and the others to the Purple Bamboo Forest.

In the forest, Luo Qingchen had already been waiting here.

Because of the poisoning and recuperation some time ago, this was the first time for Shen Jimo to go to the Zizhu forest after returning.Given his understanding of his master, he knew that the first thing Luo Qingchen did when he saw him was to test his cultivation.

Embarrassedly scratching his cheek with his index finger, Luo Qingchen stretched out his hand and summoned a snow-white sword with a flowery sword before he could think about how to speak, and threw it at him, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, so let this deity Let's see, how much have you grown?"

Shen Jimo took the sword with some excitement, and before he could take a closer look at the sword, Luo Qingchen's attack followed.

What was different from before was that this time, Luo Qingchen didn't let go of the water at all. Shen Jimo only took one move and felt his wrists vibrate numbly, and he was so overwhelmed by his huge coercion that he couldn't breathe.

Unexpectedly, decades later, in front of Luo Qingchen, he still looked so vulnerable.

Gritting his teeth, he tried his best to push back Luo Qingchen's sword by a few points, then took the opportunity to get away and retreat, looking for an opportunity to attack again.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qingchen's speed was astonishing, he didn't give him any time to think at all, and forced him to back again and again.

In the end, Luo Qingchen knocked down Shen Jimo's sword with a horizontal thrust, and held the sword again, the sword reached within three inches of Shen Jimo's throat.

Shen Jimo looked at him in astonishment, his clothes had already been soaked in cold sweat.

"The disciple is stupid, let the master down." He slowly got up and knelt down in front of Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen calmly withdrew his sword, looked at him expressionlessly, and shook his head lightly, "You have made a lot of progress if you can take ten strokes as a teacher without going all out." While speaking He has reached out his hand to Shen Jimo.

As soon as Shen Jimo grasped his hand, he swore in his heart after getting up that he would study hard and make progress every day.

He handed the sword back to Luo Qingchen, "Thank you master for the sword."

Although Shen Jimo doesn't know much about swords, he also knows that the power of this sword is not inferior to that of Wan Mo.

But Luo Qingchen didn't pick it up, but glanced casually, "You keep it!"

Shen Jimo looked at Luo Qingchen excitedly again, "Thank you, master, for giving me the sword." Then he took a few moves with the sword, and then looked at Luo Qingchen, "Master, does this sword have a name?"

Luo Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, "Wan Chen."

"Wan Chen? A good name." Shen Jimo happily took his sword and attacked Feng Qiyu, "Qi Yu, accept the move."

In the afternoon, Luo Qingchen taught them a new set of swordsmanship. Shen Jimo was no longer like ten years ago, he couldn't understand every move, and finally made a joke.This time he listened very carefully and learned quickly. Luo Qingchen only practiced once, and he memorized them all, and then demonstrated it to Luo Qingchen without fail.

Luo Qingchen was very satisfied with his progress, and after simply demonstrating a few more moves, the afternoon passed quickly.

Although Shen Jimo was tired this day, he felt very fulfilled, which made him more determined to practice hard.

When he returned to Lihuaju, Shen Jimo fell asleep again, and fell asleep on the bed without even taking a bath.

At night, he was woken up by hunger, and when he looked at the moon outside through the window, he realized that it was midnight.

There shouldn't be anything to eat in the Lingshantang at this time, right?

Thinking about the system, Shen Jimo suddenly felt that although that guy was useless, it was still a mobile canteen, so he couldn't help but miss it.

But the system couldn't respond anymore, and he couldn't count on it, so he had to go out to look for food by himself.

Quietly opening the door a crack, Shen Jimo carefully looked around, and found that the light was still on in Feng Qiyu's room, so he turned in through Feng Qiyu's window without hesitation.

The two have been together for a long time, Feng Qiyu has already figured out his habits thoroughly, and it is no surprise to see him flipping through the window in the middle of the night, she slightly raised her eyes, "Are you awake?"

"Well." Shen Jimo looked around as casually as if he was in his own home, but he didn't see anything edible, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed.

"Hungry?" Feng Qiyu seemed to see through his mind, after saying this, he waved his hand and conjured up a bowl of hot porridge.

He didn't go to Shen Jimo's side, but directly waved his hand again, and sent the hot porridge to Shen Jimo's eyes with a magic spell, "I think you don't have a good appetite at noon, so you didn't leave too greasy things."

Shen Jimo felt that his cub was just a roundworm in his stomach, even he knew that he wanted to eat vegetable porridge, so he smiled happily at him, "It's okay, I just want to eat this." After speaking, he held the porridge happily drank up.

Although it's autumn in September, it's still very hot at night, and Shen Jimo is already sweating profusely after eating. At this moment, he is lazy and doesn't want to use spells to drive away the heat. Thinking that it is always cool next to Feng Qiyu, he joins in Passing over, "It's time, why are you still reading?" He glanced at it casually, and found that it was a book about Qihuang Zhishu, and immediately lost interest and stopped reading.

Feng Qiyu moved to the side to make room for him, and then waved his hand, took out the grapes he had chilled and put in his personal space, and put them in front of Shen Jimo, "Eat some iced grapes to relieve the heat." !"

Shen Jimo was overjoyed, and unceremoniously peeled off one and put it in his mouth.

It's sweet and sour, and still ice-cold, much tastier than the plums he bought last time.

I couldn't help it, I ate more.

When he came out of Feng Qiyu's room, he was already full, so he went back to his own room with satisfaction, performed a cleansing technique on himself, and lay down comfortably again.

When he woke up again, just in time for the crowing of the cock, Shen Jimo was woken up by sharp pains in his abdomen.

Putting his hands on his belly, he suddenly felt nausea again.Although it was uncomfortable, he still forcibly supported his body to get up, went to the spittoon, and spit it out again.

When he returned to the bed again, his whole body was almost collapsed, and he didn't want to move.

Although his stomach was still hurting, his vigilance was still there all the time, so when there were sparse and abnormal noises in the courtyard, he still noticed it keenly, and rushed to the hospital regardless of his stomach still hurting. out.

As soon as he went out, Shen Jimo saw a black figure shooting a dart towards him.

The man in black...

Shen Jimo's heart tightened, and he turned sideways to avoid the attack. When he looked up again, the man in black had long since disappeared.

At that time, Shang Luo and Feng Qiyu also approached nervously.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Brother, are you alright?"

The two opened their mouths together and said the same words.

Shen Jimo shook his head, and slowly looked at the dart, but saw a note tied to it.He took off the note with deep eyes, and spread it flat in his hand, only to see "Tomorrow, the Pi Yuanzhu of your sect, I will accept it." Several large characters appeared on the note.

After reading it, the three of them frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Piyuanzhu is a magic bead that was suppressed by the Xuanlingzong in the demon tower. The power contained in it is enough to destroy the entire cultivation world. Taken out, because no one can completely destroy it, so they can only choose to suppress it in the Demon Tower.

This man is so arrogant, he specially came to inform him if he wanted to take what was in his door.

"Heh..." Shen Jimo sneered. It just so happened that he had been looking for the man in black for more than ten years. Since he wanted to die so much, he would grant him.

Looking up at Shangluo, Shen Jimo said coldly, "Go and inform Master."

Shang Luo nodded and left against the wind.

Looking back at Feng Qiyu again, Shen Jimo realized that he was frowning at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Are you okay?" Feng Qiyu climbed onto his shoulders and wiped the sweat off his head for him.

Only then did Shen Jimo belatedly realize that his whole body had already been soaked in cold sweat, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be stronger than before.But he couldn't care about himself at the moment, so he could only endure the pain first, grabbed Feng Qi's hand with his backhand, and shook his head, "I'm fine, Qi Yu, go to the Mingyue Gate to find the master teacher, and let him think about it with the master." Method."

The man in black snatched the Sword of Killing God more than ten years ago, and reappeared at this time, his cultivation must be much deeper than before. For the sake of safety, he still thinks that the more people there are, the more powerful he is.

Feng Qiyu was not in a hurry, picked him up horizontally, and pinched him in the middle, "I will send a voice transmission to him for this kind of thing, but you, what is uncomfortable?"

It was the first time Shen Jimo saw his cold eyes after being poisoned, and he couldn't help being stunned. When he came back to his senses again, Feng Qiyu had put him back on the bed.

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Qiyu simply made a trick again, intending to ask Elder Xuanji to come over and show him.

It's just a stomachache, and it's too much of a fuss, so I quickly stretched out my hand to block him, "Don't bother Elder Xuanji." As he spoke, there were bursts of stabbing pain in his abdomen, but he couldn't help but blush slightly, "It must be It’s because I ate badly at night, so I’ll take a stretch and it’ll be fine.”

Eating cold and hot food at night, diarrhea is normal.

Shen Jimo lay down clutching his stomach, and said obediently: "I'll just take a rest, you don't have to worry. But you, that man in black tried to harm you when you were young. You have to be careful recently. " As he spoke, his eyes darkened again, and after thinking about it, he was still a little worried, "You should go to Master's place too? Help them figure out a way together." He didn't want anyone around him to take risks, let them unite, is the best way.

Feng Qiyu's gaze was fixed on Shen Jimo, seeing that he seemed to be really not so uncomfortable, she gradually gave up on looking for Elder Xuanji, and then got up, "I know, you have to be careful." He walked out after saying that, " I'll go to Luo Qingchen, if you have anything to do, send me a voice transmission at any time." He will always remember the sword that the man gave Shen Jimo, in order to prevent him from falling into that kind of danger again, he can only use it Find out and kill him.

Going out to bring Shen Jimo to the door, Feng Qiyu cast a sensory enchantment outside the door.If someone forced his way, he would know immediately, and then he rose against the wind with peace of mind and flew towards Shenxianju.

After Feng Qiyu left, Shen Jimo frowned, and firmly pressed his hands against his lower abdomen.

He had never had such a stomachache because of bad eating.

He gritted his teeth and persisted for a long while, but the pain still continued unabated. As a last resort, Shen Jimo sent a sound transmission talisman to Jinyao's junior brother Jinyao from Zuiyinmen.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Jimo was in a daze of pain, as if he heard someone calling him outside, and when he slowly woke up, he realized that it was Jin Yao, and hurriedly waved his hand to open the door.

Outside the door, Jin Yao held a consultation box in his hand and pointed to the invisible barrier in front of the door, "I can't get in!"

Shen Jimo frowned, controlled the spirit with his fingers again, and removed the barrier in front of the door.

Normally, it was just a small movement of his hands, but now it took all his strength, and he lay back on the bed weakly, and Shen Jimo once again pressed his hands against his lower abdomen.

"Senior Brother Shen, what's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was not very good, Jin Yao couldn't care less about saluting.Putting down the consultation box, he came to Shen Jimo.

"Abdominal pain, wrenching pain." Shen Jimo endured the pain.

"Let me see." He stretched out his hand to feel for Shen Jimo's pulse, feeling it again and again, "Hey, that's strange."

Shen Jimo didn't care about him and focused on resisting the abdominal pain.

Jin Yao frowned, "Brother, your pulse is too strange."

"Huh?" Shen Jimo slowly recovered his senses and looked at Jinyao, "What's so strange?"

Jin Yao hesitated to speak, seeing how uncomfortable he was, it seemed as though he mustered up his courage, took out a medicine from his bosom, and fed it to Shen Jimo, "Try this first."

This silly boy... Could it be that he was used to test medicine?

Although he doubted it, Shen Jimo was too uncomfortable, so he swallowed the medicine.

Jin Yao sat by the side the whole time without saying a word.

After about half an hour, the pain in Shen Jimo's abdomen gradually improved, and he was also a little drowsy at that time.

Jin Yao looked at him cautiously and asked, "Brother, do you feel better?"

Shen Jimo has been tossed for so long, and the meeting finally slowed down. He just wanted to have a good rest, so he responded casually: "Yes."

"It really worked?" Jin Yao asked back, not sure whether to ask Shen Jimo or himself.

Carefully feeling Shen Jimo's pulse again, Jin Yao looked at Shen Jimo with a complicated face, "Brother, do you always get tired, lethargic, acidophilic recently?"

Although Shen Jimo was tired, he listened to the words and nodded.

"Then senior brother, have you always felt like throwing up recently?"

Shen Jimo frowned and thought about it, then nodded again.

Jin Yao looked at him almost in astonishment, and asked again: "Brother, do you know what medicine I just gave you?"

"What medicine?" Shen Jimo was too sleepy and a little impatient.

"Antifetal medicine." Jin Yao blurted out without hesitation.

"What the hell?" Shen Jimo frowned and opened his eyes, and then slowly looked at him, "What an..." Suddenly realized, and looked at Jin Yao in disbelief.

Jin Yao nodded solemnly, "Brother, you are a happy pulse..."