After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

Shen Jimo knew that he was not good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to look at others when he retracted his sword, and directly put his sword hands in front of Luo Qingchen, wishing to lower his head to the ground.

Luo Qingchen hesitated for a while, then retracted the sword with a hook finger, and said in a calm tone, "It's time tonight, wait for me here." He used the sea of ​​consciousness to transmit sound, so everyone except Shen Jimo could hear this sentence less than.

Shen Jimo's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and he didn't dare to look up at him anymore.

Could it be that the master took into account his face as a big brother and planned to settle accounts with him in the middle of the night when no one was around?

Thinking of this, Shen Jimo was depressed for a while, and he was chattering all afternoon, unable to cheer up until the end of the teaching.

Shang Luo saw his depression, put away his small mahogany sword, and ran over cautiously, "Aren't you happy, brother?"

"You've practiced a set of swordsmanship like you've gone epileptic, can you be happy?" Feng Qiyu stabbed Shen Jimo without waiting for him to answer, her eyes were full of gloating.

Shen Jimo was angry, turned around and gave Feng Qiyu a hard look, but he couldn't refute.After all, food is the original sin.

Feng Qiyu saw that he had lost his usual arrogance, and said again: "As the chief disciple of Qingfengmen, I can't even learn basic swordsmanship. If you say that if it spreads, how will others think of our Qingfengmen, sir? Senior brother?" He deliberately bit the word "big brother" very hard, and looked at Shen Jimo with great interest.

Shen Jimo looked at his proud face and was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't utter a single rebuttal. Knowing that Feng Qiyu might say even worse things if he stayed longer, he simply picked up Shangluo and got off Go to the mountain, leaving Feng Qiyu and Zhou Ling alone on the mountain.

Anyway, he created opportunities for Feng Qiyu, and the result is beyond his control.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Shang Luo didn't gnaw on the way down the mountain until the two returned to Lihuaju and Shen Jimo put him down. Then Shang Luo gently tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "Brother, don't let him go!" I'm happy..." After a pause, he continued: "Brother is practicing sword for the first time, so it's already very good, really."

Looking at Shang Luo's innocent appearance, Shen Jimo's heart softened into a mess, but he couldn't figure it out.

You said that this little villain hates him, so it is understandable that his favorability is negative, right?But Shangluo has always greeted him with a smile on weekdays, so why is his favorability always negative?

Shen Jimo couldn't figure it out, but it's not easy to ask such a question, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly, and patted Shang Luo's head, "Senior brother is fine, just a little tired, go and play by yourself! Senior brother I want to take a break."

Shang Luo seemed a little worried, looking back and forth at his face several times, and finally nodded hesitantly, "Then brother, rest well."

"What a good boy." Shen Jimo brushed up the scattered hair on his forehead for him, then turned and entered his room.

Shang Luo watched him close the door, the smile gradually disappeared on his face, he looked back at the way he came, and raised his eyebrows.

Lie down on the bed a little tired, but Shen Jimo couldn't fall asleep, all he could think about was the past few days.

In fact, it's only been three days, and he has turned the plot of the original book upside down. Although it didn't have much impact, but... for the next thing, he is not as sure as before.

Who knows if the next thing will unfold in a direction he didn't expect?

"Ah..." Sighing helplessly, Shen Jimo looked at the top of the bed in a daze, "How good would it be if we didn't have a business relationship, but only a host relationship?"

Although he was not called, the system knew that he was speaking to himself. After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "In view of the fact that the number of host deaths exceeds the standard, this system has specially opened a free service."

"Free service?" Shen Jimo never had any hope for him, he just asked casually, "What is it?"

"This opens up the know-it-all skill for the host."

When it finished speaking, Shen Jimo immediately heard a "beep", and then the website panel appeared out of thin air in his mind. Right above the search bar, there were three large characters of'all know' written on it.

Shen Jimo: "?"

"Wanshitong knows about astronomy and geography, and is very happy to serve the host." Just like the system, the voice was cold.

Shen Jimo jumped up from the bed in shock, staring curiously at the know-it-all panel in his mind, "Do you really know everything?" Then he entered his request for help, "Excuse me, how old is Luo Qingchen this year?"

Luo Qingchen's age is a mystery in the world of comprehension. Apart from him as the author, in the original book, only Daoist Master Zhangjiao and Daoist Ziyun know about it.

Unexpectedly, the know-it-all immediately came up with the answer:

280 nine ten days later, it will be 290.

"..." This must be because the system can peek into his brain to know so clearly. Shen Jimo always felt that his system could not be that good, so he gave him such a useful thing, so he asked again, "rebellious How to feed the cubs at the early stage?"

Know everything: "Pamper him, love him, obey him, exchange your sincerity for his sincerity."

Shen Jimo: "..."

This is undoubtedly a pit.

Shen Jimo secretly rolled his eyes at the system. He didn't think that if a child like Feng Qiyu was spoiled, he would become better.

Uninterested, he turned off Wisdom. Shen Jimo looked at the sky and felt that it was almost the time agreed with his master. Although he was very reluctant, he got up and tidied his clothes, and went to the purple bamboo forest.

The dark wind in the forest at night, accompanied by occasional roars of wild animals, made Shen Jimo's heart tremble a little, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Seeing that he was about to reach the appointed place, Shen Jimo was overjoyed. Just as he was about to go there, he heard a sword cry coming from behind. He was so frightened that he immediately dodged sideways. Before he could stand still, he heard a cold sound. The voice came from above.

"The response speed is good."

Shen Jimo was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly looked up, "Master."

"Yeah." Luo Qingchen nodded, landed beside him, glanced around him, and finally landed on the sword at his waist, said lightly: "You always carry it?"

Judging from today's sword practice, he didn't see half of Shen Jimo's dedication to swordsmanship, so he thought that he had sent the wrong thing.

Shen Jimo followed his gaze, took off the sword from his waist with great interest, stroked it with his hands, and regarded it as a treasure.

"You like it?" Luo Qingchen was slightly startled.

"What?" Shen Jimo was a little dazed, seeing Luo Qingchen staring at his hand holding the sword, he suddenly realized, nodded again and again, "I like it."

Who wouldn't love a sword?only……

He lowered his eyes, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "It's a pity that this disciple's talent is dull, and I'm afraid I'm going to lose the master's good sword."

"The way of swordsmanship has nothing to do with aptitude. If you really want to practice a good sword, you must practice diligently." As he spoke, he picked up the sword in Shen Jimo's hand, rose into the sky like in the daytime, and waved the sword in his hand. Sword, neatly wielding a set of good swordsmanship.

Although Shen Jimo couldn't remember the sword skills of the day, but looking at this set, he could see that it was different from the sword skills of the day, and the moves of this set of sword skills were relatively simpler.

After Wu Bi, Luo Qingchen handed him the sword, "Try it."

Shen Jimo was embarrassed. He really couldn't remember as well as Shangluo and the others. He picked up the sword slowly and didn't know where to start.

Luo Qingchen didn't laugh at him either. After thinking for a moment, he walked up behind him, held his sword hand with his right hand, and led him to practice, "This is how..."

Surrounded by the cold fragrance from Luo Qingchen's body, Shen Jimo was taken aback, and immediately remembered that the only 10 points of favorability was given by his master, and immediately blushed, not daring to look back at him, "Teacher, Master..."

"Don't be distracted, remember these moves with your heart." Luo Qingchen whispered in his ear, and the air of speaking hit his ear, making Shen Jimo's ears red.

How does this allow him to concentrate?

Shen Jimo's heart beat faster, he was a little absent-minded, all his eyes and mind were on the cold fragrance that enveloped him.

Luo Qingchen didn't seem to notice it, and continued to teach seriously.

It was obviously a series of extremely simple moves, but Shen Jimo was so confused that he couldn't remember them all. It wasn't until midnight that Luo Qingchen sighed softly and had to let him go.

"It's already very late, let's stop here today! Continue tomorrow." His face was still stern, just like in the past.

But Shen Jimo was not as calm as him, he was too ashamed to look at him at all, "The disciple respectfully sent the master off."

Luo Qingchen didn't stay long, and left against the wind.

Shen Jimo stood in the forest for a long time before he calmed down his uneasy heart. He couldn't help but look up at the full moon in the sky, "What's wrong with me... It's obvious that Master is just teaching me how to practice swords."

Obviously did not ask about it, but Wan Shi Tong jumped out and gave the answer solemnly: "According to the characteristics of human beings, the feeling of blushing and rapid heartbeat when one person feels another person is caused by something called liking. .”

Shen Jimo: "..."

You can shut up you.