The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When Bai Qi and Sister Qing arrived one after the other, the people from Hei Ri had already entered the terrace where the treasure was located, and they were in a stalemate with the people from the Qing group and the dragon group.

Where space turbulence rages, no one dares to act rashly.

Bai Qi walked up to Snake Girl and stood still, coughing dully.

"injured?"

The snake girl turned her head and asked with concern.

Bai Qi wiped off the blood around his mouth, and said lightly: "It's okay, just a little injury."

He said as if explaining: "She deliberately led me into a side road, and the speed of the demon spirit is faster than me."

Snake Girl nodded understandingly, "You are no match for the two of them."

Bai Qi lowered his eyes and silently stood behind the snake girl.

Hid it.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, the cyan brush on the balcony picture scroll moved slightly, the eyes blurred, the world spun, and the reaction was already in a strange place.

There is gurgling water in my ears, and the unique refreshing breath of flowers and plants lingers on the tip of my nose, but what catches my eyes is a mist that can't be seen.

This is……

Bai Qi sensed it, there is no emotional breath around, no people, no animals?

"White Pond?"

He called in his heart, but there was no response.

Did he fall into some kind of formation? Bai Qi thought in his heart, and walked forward following the sound of running water. The sound seemed to be right in front of him. After walking for a long time, he couldn't find any water source.

He tilted his head, and suddenly remembered the painting on the terrace in the cave just now.

Could it be that I am in that painting right now?

Bai Qi arched his hands, and suddenly said loudly: "I don't know which senior took the junior here, can you show up and see?"

A silence.

Bai Qi asked again tentatively: "Senior, is there anything that I need help from the junior?"

After the voice fell, the fog gradually dissipated, and the eyes suddenly became clear.

What a beautiful landscape.

The distant mountains are like Daisy, surrounded by green water, verdant vegetation, and the breeze blows into the bosom.

Just standing in the middle and looking far away gave Bai Qi a sense of comfort and openness.

When he turned his head, there was still a fog behind him.

Bai Qi said: "Senior, is this telling the younger generation to move forward?"

No one responded, but the fog behind him moved forward, as if urging.

Bai Qi smiled.

The place was deserted, but it also made him feel the rare tranquility, as if a person who had been annoyed by noise for a long time suddenly came to a quiet place.

Or maybe it was because he was finally far away from those people with ulterior motives in Hei Ri, the haze in his heart was swept away, Bai Qi's pace became more and more brisk, and he even had time to seriously appreciate the scenery along the road.

It's not like doing a mission, it's more like an outing.

Stepping on the slippery bluestone slab with the green moss of the elder, bypassing a big tree, Bai Qi paused, because he finally saw a person.

An old man resting in a gazebo.

The old man was wearing a blue ancient suit with a wide sleeve and a black wooden hairpin on his head. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he looked back.

There was a smile on the thin face, and the voice was loud, "This place can also meet a young man."

Feeling the kindness of the old man, Bai Qi was startled, emotional, is he alive?

He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Hi old man, this junior came here unintentionally, got lost in it, and made old man laugh."

The old man said kindly, "He is a polite young man. Where did the young man come from?"

Bai Qi shook his head and sighed, "Annoyingly."

"Where do you want to go?"

Bai Qi thought of his life experience and confusion, and said seriously: "Look for the truth."

"Who are you?"

After hearing this question, Bai Qi was stunned, yes, who am I?

Is it Bai Qi, the killing god of the black sun, or the captain of the dragon group?

I lost my memory and name, changed my position and identity, and now I have a completely different life. Is it still the same me?

Seeing that Bai Qi was lost in thought, the old man waited for a while, and suddenly said: "Can you play chess?" He pointed to the chessboard on the stone table in the gazebo, "It's better to play chess with the old man first, and then slowly find the answer."

Bai Qi frowned, and looked at the chessboard, feeling very familiar, he should have been able to play chess before.

He nodded, "Okay." After the old man took his seat, he sat across from him.

Bai Qi holds black, and the old man holds white. The two are playing chess against the mountain wind and mist in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain.

The old man's chess is like a human being, unhurried, peaceful and natural, without any aggressiveness, but can turn decay into magic in a silent place, unfathomable.

At first, Bai was not very familiar with the old man, but gradually he did come and go with the old man as if instinctively, and it turned out to be evenly matched.

After being slaughtered by Bai Qi to make a big dragon, the old man smiled lightly, "Seeing that you have evil spirits and stagnant thoughts, I didn't expect that the style of chess is a way of wide open, wide, straight, straight, and straight. Because of the rules, clever and ever-changing wisdom is quite rare."

"However, I am depressed and overthinking."

Bai Qiqiu nodded, "The old man's eyes are as bright as a torch. This junior does have a mystery in his heart, and it's hard to let go."

Thinking of his own experience this year, he couldn't help sighing, "It's just the last question I asked."

He said in a daze: "If there is a person who loses his identity, forgets his name, his old friend becomes an enemy, and his life and death are in the hands of others, how should he deal with this situation."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Little friend, although the world is changing, the true nature is constant. Even if reincarnated and reincarnated, between death and life, the true nature of the self is still the same as before. Change or remain the same, what is the difference? "

Bai Qi's heart moved, and he asked: "What is authenticity?"

The old man stroked the chess piece, and said calmly: "When the heaven and the earth are born together, mortals enter reincarnation with a little true spirit. The three souls and seven souls gather and disperse between life and death, but the true spirit is immortal and lives the same life as the universe. I asked the immortals, but It is the means to understand the mind and see the nature. When you see the true nature and return to the original source, it is the day when you get rid of samsara and jump out of the five elements to be at ease."

He looked up at Bai Qi, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, "In the long river of time, the current troubles are nothing but gravel and mustard seeds, not worth mentioning."

Bai Qi was shocked by the grandeur described by the old man, and murmured: "Is there really a fairy in this world?"

The old man smiled and said: "This small world is far away from the immortal way, but it does not mean that there are no other worlds."

Bai Qi was blessed to the heart, so he bowed down, "Please teach me, senior!"

The old man put his hands in his sleeves, shook his head and said, "Your chance is not mine, but I can still help you remove some obstacles."

He raised his hand and placed it on top of Bai Qi's head. In an instant, as if the fog had been swept away, countless pictures spewed out from Bai Qi's mind...

In the middle of nowhere, the voice of the old man rang in my ears: "I will give you a small gift. The road will be long and difficult, but as long as you keep your original intention, you will not get lost."

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yi woke up from the sea of ​​memories. He touched the emerald ring that appeared out of thin air on his finger, his eyes were filled with gloom.

"You did it, old devil. Close my memory, give me such an identity, let my hands be stained with blood, and be in the company of villains.

Do you think that by doing this you can turn me into what you want? "

[I underestimated you. 】The old devil's voice did not show any guilt, nor was he angry that his plan was disrupted.

"I hope I won't play such silly tricks again in the future." Su Yi was not angry either, he clearly realized that the old devil was like a poisonous snake dormant beside him, and could rush up to bite him at any time, such as anger emotions are useless.

Both he and Lao Mo knew that this was just an unsuccessful attempt.

Su Yi stood up, and the old man had disappeared in the empty pavilion.

He pressed the upper armband with one hand, black mist penetrated into it, the armband flashed red, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Su Yi didn't look at it again, put his hand on the mask on his face, frowned, and put his hand down again.

He walked to the edge of the pavilion and looked into the distance. As his thoughts flowed, the heavy clouds and mists in the distance seemed to be pushed away by a pair of invisible hands, and the verdant mountains and rivers came into view, and the world in this side was under his control.

A scroll emitting a faint halo appeared in the depths of Su Yi's Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Su Yi felt the many magical effects in it, and sighed: "The map of the universe, this gift from the senior is really a bit heavy."

This Qiankun map is a small space with its own world. It can not only store things, but also store people into the space when facing the enemy. Although it cannot fully use the functions in it due to its cultivation, it is still a rare treasure.

The old devil snorted coldly.

Su Yi ignored him, and with a thought, he came up with a map of the universe.