After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

The door was pushed open, and "Azhan" swaggered in from the outside.

He regarded Qi Wuyou and Xi He in the room as nothing, walked directly to the window, glanced down, and sighed: "It really hasn't changed much here."

Xi He on the grand master's chair had his lips tightly closed, and the stiff expression on his face when he was talking to Qi Wuyou was gone. At this moment, he was like a hollow clay sculpture, motionless and dead.

"Why don't you talk about it? Oh, don't worry about me, just keep talking about you."

"Azhan" turned her head from the window and said caringly.

Qi Wuyou glanced at Xihe, the spiritual energy overflowed from his palm and flowed onto the flower bone fan.

"Azhan" didn't seem to realize it, and raised his head to look at Xihe: "Is Tianmingjun tired?"

He straightened up, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Then please Tianming-jun go back to rest, I still have something to talk to Lan Fang-jun."

The monks who were guarding the tower before entered the door and lined up on both sides of the door: "Mr. Tianming, please come down with us to rest."

Xi He raised his eyes, swept across "Azhan", moved to Qi Wuyou, and then moved back. After a long while, he got up and walked slowly towards the door. Two monks closed the door after he went out.

Only Qi Wuyou and "Azhan" were left in the room on the top of the Star Picking Tower.

"Azhan" sat on the window sill with a big heart, with his feet off the ground, and turned to look out.

He was full of flaws all over his body at the moment, and he didn't even need to use his spiritual power. With a slight push, he would fall from the tower.

But Qi Wuyou didn't move - "Azhan" dared to show his empty door, which showed that he was confident, and his situation would be even worse.

"Azhan" took a breath of mountain air, and said with some enjoyment: "I found out something interesting today, and I'm in a good mood. If you have any questions, Mr. Lan Fang, feel free to ask, maybe I will answer you."

"..."

In front of the window was Azhan, and outside the door were twelve monks. The only two exits in the house were blocked.

After realizing that there was nowhere to escape, Qi Wuyou calmed down—"Azhan" took great pains to lie to him, explaining that he still had more, and his life should not be in danger in a short time—he simply took the opportunity to resolve his doubts.

"Who are you?" He asked straight to the point.

"Go straight to the point, Mr. Lan Fang is so impatient." "Azhan" commented.

He laughed twice, then turned his head and said, "I am the one who invited Mr. Lan Fang here."

"What do you mean?"

"Azhan" opened his arms and showed Qi Wuyou the magnificent scenery outside the window, "It means that this fair is specially held for Lan Fangjun by me, is Lan Fangjun satisfied?"

Qi Wuyou's eyelids twitched, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he asked calmly, "Why?"

"Of course it's to see you," "Azhan" said with a smile, "I thought you would come with the male lead, but I didn't expect you to be the only one here, but it doesn't matter, the result is not bad."

The word "male lead" was like a heavy hammer, hitting Qi Wuyou's eardrum, causing a tremor that spread to the top of his head.

Qi Wuyou's pupils trembled, "What did you... say?"

"Azhan" snorted: "Didn't Mr. Lan Fang hear clearly?"

Then, as if he was saying "the weather is very good today", he said relaxedly: "I don't know what went wrong, obviously the system said that as long as I send the invitation to Xiaoyao Xianzong, you will be with the male lead." Got up to Lumingjian, ah, is it because Mr. Lan Fang also passed through, so there is a change?"

The system, the hero, come through...

All of a sudden, consternation, shock, joy, and the feeling of reassurance when suddenly meeting an old classmate after being alone in a foreign land for many years came to my mind in turn.

"Azhan" can say such words...

Even though Qi Wuyou was always calm, he was still dazed by this big surprise. He closed his fan suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed "Azhan"'s arm, and confirmed, "You, you also came through?"

"Azhan" bowed his head and glanced at Qi Wuyou's hand that was holding him, condensed for a moment, and smiled: "Of course."

All of a sudden, all doubts were explained.

No wonder "Azhan" knows so much!

He is also a book walker!

In a book, meeting another person who wears a book is like meeting the only two colored paper people in a world full of white faceless paper people.

Everywhere I look, there are aliens, and when I finally meet someone of the same kind, the sense of intimacy and trust is unreasonable.

The person who had been wary for a long time was also a book transmigrator, Qi Wuyou's heart sank after he had mentioned it for a long time, he was both surprised and happy, and asked: "Then who did you transmigrate? A decent guy or a villain? Why did Xi He listen like that?" What about you? I haven’t seen your character in the main text, are you hiding in the plot?”

"Azhan" carefully observed Qi Wuyou's expression, and said relaxedly: "Let's just... be considered a villain, it should be a character hidden in the plot, He Lanzhou, have you heard of it? Before crossing over, I didn't know there was such a thing." But he seems to have something to do with Yunzhong City, and Xi He also obeys him."

"He Lanzhou? The name seems to have something to do with the devil He Lan. I saw that you and He Lanzhan are very familiar in the phantom array. Is it real or fake?"

"Azhan" said: "The scene in the phantom array is intercepted from the memory of this body, so it should be real."

"I know the devil Helan, and even Tianmingjun obeys you. You can't be dressed as a hidden boss, can you?"

"It's possible? What about you? Are you a villain too?"

"Yeah, I thought I was the biggest villain, but I realized that I might be a pawn when I came in. Now I still—"

"What else?"

After a heartbeat, Qi Wuyou changed his words with a headache: "In short, I was threatened by someone and had to follow the plot of the original book. Do you know this thing?"

"Azhan" puzzled: "What?"

"Hmm... have you been threatened?"

"Azhan" tilted his head: "It seems not."

"That's right, Yunzhongcheng will be at your command, who else can threaten you?"

Speaking of this, Qi Wuyou remembered that he had forgotten an important thing, "I almost forgot to ask, how did you find out that I am also a book-wearer?"

"Azhan" has been listening quietly, Qi Wuyou asked a question, he was a little startled, sat up straighter, and said: "Oh, I... I found that there are many...plots in the book, which are not quite the same as the original book. Same."

"?"

As soon as he heard the hand, a certain nerve in Qi Wuyou's brain was touched, and he frowned slightly.

"Azhan" seemed to be thinking while talking, not noticing Qi Wuyou's abnormality for a moment, and continued: "As far as I know, Mr. Lan Fang is not good at the technique of illusion array, so it is impossible to detect the white dragon of Long Yinzong. Fog array, so I want to bring you over and give it a try.

"You saved me twice, it doesn't suit Lan Fangjun's temperament. The phantom array in the cave, if it was the original Lan Fangjun, it would never be possible to pass through. If you can walk out of the cave and come to the Star Picking Tower, I am sure that you and I will be together." Like me, we are all outsiders in this world."

The joy of seeing fellow countrymen at first gradually cooled down.

Qi Wuyou realized that something seemed wrong.

Seeing that his expression was different, "Azhan" leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Qi Wuyou said with a calm face, but his heart beat faster quietly, "I thought I acted very well, but I didn't expect so many flaws in the eyes of my peers."

Maybe he was thinking too much.

Qi Wuyou comforted himself.

He sighed, and tentatively said, "I can't help it, I'm also here to survive. What about you? Which ending do you want to play? Maybe we can cooperate."

"Azhan" blinked: "Hit what?"

Qi Wuyou looked sideways: "It's the strategy line, didn't the system let you choose a personal strategy?"

"Oh, this, I haven't figured it out yet."

"Azhan" was vague.

"That's it."

"Azhan" asked curiously: "Did the system teach you the magic array technique? And the hero, where is he now? Why didn't you come?"

Qi Wuyou said: "You mean Chou Sanxian? He and Yunzhongcheng are at odds, and he is still in seclusion, don't you know?"

"Azhan" stared slightly, and immediately said: "Of course I know, but I thought he would leave the customs early."

Qi Wuyou hooked the corner of his mouth in response, but the blood all over his body was cold.

Something's wrong, really something's wrong.

Just now when "Azhan" said how he found out that his core had changed, he heard some contradictions——

"Azhan" knows that the plot of the original work has deviated, and he also knows Lan Fangjun's temperament. It sounds like he has watched "The Villain".

The evil deeds of Lord Lanfang Qi Wuyou in the book are simply too numerous to describe, but anyone who has read the book and understands his character, it is impossible to ask whether he is a villain or not.

He thought he was thinking too much, what if people read and skipped reading and didn't see the end?So I tried "Azhan" in English, but "Azhan" didn't seem to understand.

He further nonsense about the function of the system, "Azhan" still didn't respond, and he didn't seem to know the ending at all.

The hero of "The Villain" is Luo Yunzhang. When he made a mistake on purpose, "Azhan" not only didn't notice, but even responded...

Qi Wuyou's palms and back began to break out in cold sweat - the person sitting on the window sill and smiling at him at this moment is not a book-walker at all!

What I said the night before Long Yinzong returned to Xiaoyaoxian set off was rumbling in my mind.

She's obviously not a book walker, but she's still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with him, she's clearly trying to trick him!

Qi Wuyou had a guess about the identity of "Azhan", and he felt extravagant when he looked at him again.

"Azhan" looked relaxed all the time, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a joke: "You seem to have thought of something serious, let me hear it?"

At this moment, the distance between the two was only one step away, Qi Wuyou put on a smile, quietly collected aura, raised his empty hand, stretched it towards "Azhan"'s face, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just thought of talking so much." For a long time, I don't know what you look like, we are all our own people, why are you wearing a mask?"

"Azhan" kept smiling, but when his fingertips were about to touch the mask, he raised his hand and grabbed Qi Wuyou's wrist.

"Lan Fang--"

Qi Wuyou didn't talk nonsense with him, and when he was grabbed by the wrist, he directly attacked, grabbed "Azhan" with his backhand, and the flower bone fan in the other hand pressed straight to the opponent's neck.

"Azhan" didn't hide, suddenly a black and red figure hung upside down from the top of the tower, rolled through the window, and kicked Zhong Qi Wuyou's wrist.

Qi Wuyou's reaction was quick, he retracted and pushed his wrist, he let go of his strength, and pulled the person in.

Just as he was about to throw this person at "Azhan" as a weapon, his heart suddenly stabbed, his whole body lost strength, and cold sweat broke out.

The person caught by him flipped in mid-air, broke away from him, and kicked him away.

"Well……"

Qi Wuyou curled up in pain, he didn't have the strength to control his balance at all, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground, the flower bone fan in his hand clattered to his side.

In the hazy vision, the person who came in from the window fell beside "Azhan", and said eagerly: "Father, are you okay?"

The black and red overlapping hem fell down, shaking in Qi Wuyou's vision.

Hearing the voice, it was the ghost-faced boy who came to Qionghua Island to warn him last time.

"It's nothing, didn't you let him watch outside?" "Azhan" said.

"Who made him have the guts to attack his adoptive father?" the young man said displeased.

Gouging out the pain only once, after the pain is over, it will be relieved.

Qi Wuyou caught a glimpse of the flower bone fan not far from his hand, as long as he waved his hand, the flower bone fan would return to his hand.

But as soon as his fingers were bent, he saw the toes of a pair of shoes stop in front of him.

"Azhan" came to him from the window at some point, and said condescendingly: "There is a forbidden curse, Mr. Lan Fang, it's better not to resist, or did you not hurt enough just now?"

Thinking of the feeling of heartache, Qi Wuyou quickly retracted his fingers and curled them up, clenched into fists and touched the ground.

Before he recovered from his breathing, he said intermittently: "Are you... Hug Yi?"

"Azhan" smiled and said, "Mr. Lan Fang is so smart."

Cold sweat ran down his forehead and soaked into his eyes, Qi Wuyou closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smiled.

It's not that he's smart, it's that everything that should be ruled out has been ruled out, leaving only this possibility.

Intersecting with He Lanzhan, knowing so much about the events of the past, he can control Tianming Jun Xihe unconsciously, and it can be counted that he will come here to climb the tower... As far as he knows the characters so far, only A computing power is very large.

Bao Yi leaned over to pick up the flower bone fan, leaned over to smell it, and asked, "May I ask Mr. Lan Fang, where did I show my flaws?"

Qi Wuyou: "..."

He can no longer reveal information.

Qi Wuyou didn't say anything, didn't ask any questions, and guessed on his own: "Mr. Lan Fang is a person from outside Fang who entered the storybook. It should be correct, that is... I guessed wrong about the system and the protagonist of this book. ?”

Why is Baoyi so sure that he is the book walker?

The door in the illusion appeared in front of his eyes, and Qi Wuyou was startled: "Did you use the illusion to see my past?"

"Didn't Mr. Lan Fang also read mine?" Bao Yi admired: "It's the Tongzu formation, and those who entered the formation can exchange memories. It's a pity that Mr. Lan Fang is too vigilant, and he has learned a lot in the magic formation. Under the circumstances, it seems that I am at a disadvantage."

"..."

"Hey," Bao Yi sighed: "After all, I rely too much on Xingjue's destiny divination. I am helpless when I meet someone like Lan Fangjun who I can't count."

Bao Yi knelt down in front of Qi Wuyou, and said: "Mr. Lan Fang, can you tell me, who is the protagonist of this story?"

"..."

"It shouldn't be me, Mr. Lan Fang has never heard of me before."

He tapped his chin regretfully, "Mr. Lan Fang said that the purpose of modifying the plot was to save his life, otherwise he would be pierced by the hero's sword. Now think about it, you have violated my will several times, not only did you refuse to suppress Luo Yunzhang, You have to take care of him in every possible way and let him show off, so, is he the hero?"

You can't fight, you can't hide it, Qi Wuyou simply pretended to be bad: "Since you guessed it, why ask me?"

"You have to listen to Mr. Lan Fang himself to say it to be at ease."

Hug together: "As far as I know, the hero of the storybook will always dominate the situation and dominate one side. I want to hear, in the storybook that Mr. Lan Fang saw, how will my ending with him be?"

The understanding of the plot direction of "The Villain" is Qi Wuyou's trump card, and now he tells everything he knows, and he is not far from death.

So he said: "I may not know more than you. Instead of asking me, why don't you do the math yourself? Aren't you good at math?"

Thinking about it with downcast eyes, he said with a smile, "Lan Fang-jun is right, so let's count it in."

Qi Wuyou really can't figure out the way to hold one. Generally, if you know that you are a paper person, don't you have to go crazy and question it?How did you accept it so quickly?

And knowing that he is a foreigner, you can kill him with a forbidden curse at any time, but you still talk to him nicely. No matter how you look at it, you look mentally abnormal.

Bao Yi took out a string of stars from his sleeve, and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Lan Fang, toss the stars again."

It turned out to be Qixing Jue.

This is even more powerful than the "half immortal" brushing dirt.

Qi Wuyou was secretly startled, but as the meat on the chopping board, he could only stand up cooperatively and brush off the dust, took Xingjue, held it, shook it, and threw it on the tea table next to him.

Bao Yi went to the tea table and stood there for a while, curled up his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's true."

The ghost-faced boy said: "Father, what have you figured out?"

Bao Yi didn't answer him, but asked Qi Wuyou: "Does Lord Lan Fang believe in fate?"

Qi Wuyou: "I don't believe it."

"I don't want to believe in fate, but things will always develop in the direction I calculated. It seems that as long as it is in the name of fate, it can be manipulated and manipulated at will. It makes people very unhappy."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, the smile faded from the hug, and the voice became cold.

"Father?" The ghost-faced boy was a little uneasy.

He hugged and raised his hand to touch the ghost-faced boy's head, his eyes warmed up, and said: "There is only one life between me and Luo Yunzhang, and Mr. Lan Fang is the variable in it. So, Mr. Lan Fang came to play a game with me." how?"

One gamble means that if you don't think about it, you will kill him immediately.

Qi Wuyou glanced at Qi Xingjue on the table, but couldn't see anything, raised his eyes and said, "What are you betting on?"

"The fate of Luo Yunzhang and Lord Lan Fang."

"..."

Hug together: "I have always believed that life and death are boring if people are easily taken away. Only those who have to experience heartbreaking, painful struggles, or break out of cocoons and become butterflies, or lose all thoughts, can be interesting."

"..."

It's really a pervert.

"The lives of your master and apprentice were in my hands early in the morning, and now I take it as a bet. I am doing it for my life. Mr. Lan Fang is an outsider. It is very fair for the two sides to fight against each other."

"Is it fair? I still have a forbidden curse, how should I act?"

"Who says the game must be fair? I am the chess player, and Mr. Lan Fang is the pawn. Whether you can escape from the hand of the chess player depends on Mr. Lan Fang's own ability."

After a pause: "I wish..."

He didn't go on, just shook his head with a smile.

It's better than being killed directly.

Qi Wuyou had no room to refuse, and acquiesced to the gamble.

It's just that there's one thing he doesn't quite understand——

"May I ask, why did you insist on killing Luo Yunzhang?"

"This is also part of the gamble, Mr. Lan Fang can explore by himself."

Hug swept out the window, patted the ghost-faced boy's head, the ghost-faced boy grabbed his waist, led him out of the tower, and landed on a flying sword.

Before flying away, Huo Yi showed a clear smile like "Azhan": "Mr. Lan Fang should be clear about what you can say and what you can't. What does it feel like to be cracked?"

After finishing speaking, he and the ghost-faced boy left with the sword.

"..."

Qi Wuyou stood in the room for a while, then came to the window, staring at the direction the two left for a long time, unable to regain consciousness.

The gamble came suddenly, thinking that he came from Xiaoyao Xianzong to Lumingjian, passed through the magic formation and climbed to the Star Picking Tower. This journey may all be under Bao Yi's calculations, so the chips in front of him were cut again and again.

...How do you fight with others?

Something reflected light in the distance, piercing Qi Wuyou's eyes.

He raised his hand to block it, and when he took a closer look, he saw a barrier rising up around the border of Luming Town in the distance. In the blink of an eye, it surrounded the entire Luming Stream including the Star Picking Tower. .

Vigorous energy emerged from the restraint, and screams came from the cave one after another.

"!?"

Huo Yi's voice fell from nowhere: "The game has already been played, so let Mr. Lan Fang try to solve the first game."

"..."

fuck.

He also said that he wanted to see him, why bother to send invitations to the hundred families of immortals who participated in the siege of the demon leader Helan, it turned out that he wanted to get rid of these people!

Sure enough, those smiling are all monsters!

A large amount of demonic energy rushed towards the Star Picking Tower.

Trapped alone in this small room, he was passively beaten.

As soon as Qi Wuyou stretched out his hand, the flower bone fan on the ground flew back to his palm, he stepped on the window lattice and jumped out of the window, avoiding the evil energy attacking him and falling to the ground.

Looking up at the restriction, it was many times thicker than the restriction that Sect Master Long had stopped them back then.

When he entered the Luming Stream, he had suppressed his cultivation and established a foundation. It was impossible for him alone to break through the restriction. He had to rescue the monks in the cave!

When Luo Yunzhang, Hua Shuxue and the others were dozens of miles away from Luming Stream, they suddenly saw a stream of demonic energy restraining them rise from the ground and go straight into the sky.

The worst idea came true, and all the disciples of the Xianzong were stunned.

"Mr. Lan Fang and Sect Master Hua..."

"Senior brother," Luo Yunzhang said to Yan Rulu, looking solemnly at the restraint ahead, "You and all the senior brothers and sisters quickly head to the various immortal sects, and ask the immortal elders of all sects to come and rescue them."

"then you--?"

Before Yan Rulu finished speaking, Luo Yunzhang flew towards the restriction with his sword.

"Brothers and sisters, please be sure to send the news of the siege of Lumingjian to the surrounding sects." After Hua Shuxue finished speaking, she stepped on the "Yun Fei" and flew towards the ban.

All the brothers and sisters looked at each other in blank dismay.

The demonic energy surging up the restraint is extremely strong, so strong that it makes people dizzy and stomach churning even from such a distance.

One of them gritted his teeth and said: "It's useless for me to stay here, so I will listen to Junior Brother Luo and Junior Sister Hua, let's go!"

A dozen or so monks from the Immortal Sect took orders and scattered in all directions like exploding fireworks. !