Male Fifth He Lives on Spoilers [Transmigration Book]

After Mo Huaijin's death, those ghost slaves bound by her were freed, and Ye Zhixing purified their grievances and sent them into reincarnation.

The dark clouds that shrouded the Wusheng Island gradually dissipated, and the sea area ushered in daylight for a long time.

And the barren land on the island also grew green grass overnight, and the bone courtyard was hidden among the green grass, creating a magical scene.

Shi Le dug a pit and buried Mo Huaijin's clothing and jewelry neatly before he was alive. He also cut a piece of wood and erected a monument.

In the end, Shi Le was still standing in front of the tombstone, pointing at Xiao Zhi, and said to the clothes in the tomb: "Miss Mo, this person killed you, remember, you must seek revenge from him."

Xiao Zhi: ...

A group of people boarded the boat and continued to travel south. Ye Zhixing had laid a heavy hand earlier, and Mo Huaichen hadn't woken up yet. Shi Le placed him on the couch in the cabin, pushed open his hand and stuffed a herring jade pendant, He tucks in the blanket.

It stands to reason that Ye Zhixing should do these things, but the other party didn't realize it at all, Shi Le Nian Mo Huaichen was pitiful, he couldn't bear to turn a blind eye, and did everything for him.

Qiu Jue sat at the back of the cabin and looked at the Wusheng Island that was drifting away, looking depressed, Shi Le went to rub his head again, and he turned his head sadly: "Brother Shi, although Sister Mo practices the ghost way It's against the law, but I always feel...she treats us with delicious food and drinks, and is the elder sister of Daoist Mo, this time we...do a little...a little..."

"It's not something that people do, right?"

Qiu Jue curled his lips and nodded, "How can Mr. Xiao do this?"

Shi Le smiled wryly: "Haven't you seen his fickleness before?"

Xiao Zhi had already stood behind them at some point, leaning against the cabin holding the Broken Rainbow Sword, Shi Le turned her head to meet his cold gaze, without the timidity of telling people's backs, instead she sneered: "How much have you heard?"

Qiu Jue had always been a little afraid of Xiao Zhi, but at this moment when he was caught talking behind his back, his face turned green with fright, and he moved slightly to hide behind Shi Le.

Xiao Zhi pursed his lips, and answered the wrong question: "I said, Mo Huaijin was not killed by me."

"..." In fact, Shi Le was not very sure, because according to his speculation, if the person was really killed by Xiao Zhi, the other party would definitely admit it without hesitation.

After all, this guy is the type who wants to be regarded as a twelve-pointer with eight points of malice.

"I wasn't free last night. I was busy treating your injuries."

"..."

Qiu Jue frowned: "Then Mr. Xiao thinks, who did it?"

Xiao Zhi hooked his lips lightly, and said with disdain: "Ye Zhixing."

When he said this, in Qiu Jue's eyes, it looked more like blood spitting out. Qiu Jue didn't say anything and was angry for Ye Zhixing, and Shi Le didn't bother, just moved his mind slightly, and secretly counted.

That night, the group ate their dinner in silence. Qiu Jue took the boiled rice porridge to Mo Huaichen's cabin without eating a few bites, to feed him who was unconscious. Xiao Zhi went back to the room to adjust his breath and practice went.

The rest, Shi Le and Ye Zhixing, went out of the cabin, Shi Le sat on the floor on the deck holding a small jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, while Ye Zhixing sat upright at the side.

When Shi Le handed him the wine, he just shook his head lightly, with a slight smile on his lips: "Although this place is thousands of miles away from Fuyu Mountain, I can't always break the rules."

Shi Le stopped persuading him to drink, picked up the jar and took a big sip by himself. It was clear and slightly sweet, and he also smiled: "Daozhang Ye is too self-disciplined."

Ye Zhixing smiled but didn't answer, Shi Le hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, it's not necessarily a good thing to be restrained everywhere, I've worked too hard..."

Hearing this, Ye Zhixing's complexion changed slightly. Fortunately, the night covered him up. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Well, I understand."

After hesitating for a moment, he said again: "Senior, do you suspect..."

"I suspect that you drove Miss Mo out of her wits?"

"..." Ye Zhixing's palms were slightly sweaty, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line.

Shi Le glanced at his expression lightly, then looked away at the sparkling water, and shook her head: "I'm just guessing, maybe it wasn't Missy who did it."

Although the Soul Stripping Curse is a method of smearing evil palaces, Shi Le knows that the male protagonist Ye Zhixing possesses the halo of the protagonist, and because of Mengdie's traction, he is familiar with the world's spells by chance, so it is not surprising that he can cast the Soul Stripping Curse.

There seemed to be a thin layer of ice in the eyes that were always clear, and after a long time, Ye Zhixing only said lightly: "Senior, you can always trust Mr. Xiao."

"It's not..." Shi Le was stunned, not knowing how to explain, he didn't trust anyone, but he knew the character of the characters in the book very well, and the plot was the same.

Even if it was Ye Zhixing who made Mo Huaijin disappear, he would understand, after all, the original plot was like this, and if Mo Huaijin did not die, it would be difficult for Ye Zhixing, the first disciple of Lord Zhuxuan of Fuyu Mountain, to give an explanation to Zhengdao.

The only thing he can't be sure of is that with the character of the male protagonist, it is impossible to do such a thing as framing...

"Senior, I..."

"Ok?"

"If it was me, would Senior blame me?"

Ye Zhixing subconsciously bit his lips and lowered his eyes. His face, which was always calm and restrained, rarely showed shame.

Shi Le can't stand others like this, especially the young man with good roots like the male protagonist, it's hard for people to bear to be severely blamed if he makes a mistake occasionally. In a hurry, he touched his nose in embarrassment: "I..."

Ye Zhixing raised his eyes and looked at him nervously, Shi Le turned his face slightly, and said calmly: "Maybe you have a reason to do this, I don't like judging."

"..."

"It's just that Daoist Mo is a little pitiful."

Ye Zhixing still had that self-blaming look, clenched his fists and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh: "I...sometimes I can't control myself."

"Huh?" This sentence was beyond Shi Le's expectation.

Ye Zhixing pursed his lips: "Give me some time, and I will give senior an explanation."

After a pause, he said firmly: "I will also make it clear to Junior Brother Mo."

Having said all that, the other party seemed to have some unexplainable difficulties, so Shi Le stopped asking too much, and he still subconsciously kept some distance from the male lead.

When Shi Le returned to her cabin that night, she saw Xiao Zhi sitting on her couch in meditation, and said weakly: "Miss, you go back to your room."

Xiao Zhi seemed to have never heard of it, he didn't even bother to move his buttocks, sitting on the Shile couch seemed to take root.

Don't be surprised, Shi Le is not in a hurry, and said casually: "Then make up your seat, I'm tired and want to sleep."

Xiao Zhi heard it again now, and moved towards the end of the bed, leaving enough room for Shi Le to sleep.

Shi Le didn't bother to break up with him, and lay down with his back to Xiao Zhi and his clothes. He knew that he couldn't say anything to this guy, so let him go.

After a long time, Shi Le almost fell asleep, Xiao Zhi who was sitting at his feet said lightly: "You don't believe me?"

"...What?" Shi Le had already fallen asleep with one foot, and was caught off guard by the question, very dazed.

"It's okay..." Xiao Zhi's voice faded, he glanced at Shi Le who was a little sleepy, and swallowed the words again.

Why should he explain?

Mo Huaichen didn't wake up until three days later, holding the herring jade pendant in his hand, he didn't cry, make noise, speak or smile, there wasn't even sadness on his face.

The more this is the case, the more Shi Le feels that something is wrong. Qiu Jue is kind-hearted. As a younger brother, he feels sorry for Mo Huaichen who has lost his dearest relative. He serves him tea and water and talks to make him laugh. However, Qiu Jue is not funny. Skills, all the hard work looks ridiculous in the end.

And Mo Huaichen's original partner Ye Zhixing, although he also dutifully guarded his junior brother, but the way he treats him is really meticulous and polite. From his words and deeds, Shi Le can't feel the real anxiety and concern. Xin Dao, the main cp of this danmeiwen is really cool...

As for whether Ye Zhixing told the whole story to Mo Huaichen, who was severely injured and confused, Shi Le didn't know, but he could still trust the hero's character.

Finally, on the third day after waking up, Mo Huaichen broke out.

This day, Qiu woke up early and was making medicinal porridge to deliver to Mo Huaichen. Before his food box could be put down, Mo Huaichen caught him by the throat unexpectedly. Tried to call for help but it was useless, his neck was in severe pain and creaking sound, Mo Huaichen's fingers were merciless, it was really cruel.

Seeing that Qiu Jue's throat was about to be crushed, Shi Le just arrived when he heard the sound of porcelain shattering. In a panic, he rushed forward with one step, stretched out his cross arm and knocked off Mo Huaichen's wrist that was strangling Qiu Jue , and push it out of the cabin.

Qiu felt free and knelt on the ground coughing and crying.

"What are you doing? It's none of Jue'er's business!"

Mo Huaichen's eyes were bloodshot, and he smiled like a ghost: "Can't his blood bring people back to life?"

One blow failed, Mo Huaichen drew out the Yu Xian sword hanging from his waist, Shi Le avoided its sharp edge to block with bare hands: "Master Mo, you are sober, Jue'er's blood cannot save Guixiu!"

With red eyes, Mo Huaichen gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way."

His figure turned into a phantom following Yu Xianjian, and he came to Shi Le directly. Shi Le used his spiritual power to block it, and retreated a few steps in a hurry. The lingering sword intent forced His heart was overwhelmed, and a fishy sweetness stuck in his throat.

Seeing that he was about to be forced to fall into the sea, Xiao Zhi moved in front of him in a flash, stretched out two fingers and grabbed Mo Huaichen's sword.

Mo Huaichen's mind was agitated and his sword energy was not stable, Xiao Zhi discovered the flaw not long after, he turned Yu Xian's sword lightly and skillfully and shot at Mo Huaichen, in the blink of an eye, Ye Zhixing hugged Mo Huaichen with a touch of his toe Go, the place where he was standing has been pierced by Yu Xianjian.

"Master Xiao, spare my junior brother's life." While speaking, Mo Huaichen's spiritual veins had been sealed by Ye Zhixing.

"Ye Zhixing, are you not guilty of saying this? Who is the person who forced your junior brother to look like this?" Xiao Zhi said with ease, inadvertently glanced at Shile from the corner of his eye, and suddenly frowned, anxiously: " Don't hold it in, spit it out."

Shi Le just swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness, pretending to be indifferent and waved his hands, suddenly his chest was overwhelmed, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, Xiao Zhi patted his back without mercy, and a big mouthful of black blood spit out into the sea .

Spit it out, it really feels much more comfortable.

Although Ye Zhixing hugged Mo Huaichen, his eyes were on Shi Le: "I'm sorry, Junior Brother hurt you."

"I'm really fine," Shi Le wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, went to help Qiu Jue, who was coughing, and looked at the tears in his eyes, she was very pitiful, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, no one can get it." Your life."

Qiu Jue nodded, leaning on Shi Le like a kitten.

Xiao Zhi on the side held the Pohong Sword, and continued to say to Ye Zhixing with a cold face: "Your junior brother injured my people, I will keep this account."

Ye Zhixing's brows twitched slightly, and he didn't speak. Although Qiu Jue was afraid of Xiao Zhi on weekdays, seeing the other party constantly slandering Ye Zhixing, he couldn't swallow this breath. He covered his neck and murmured: "Mr. The person with the most elder brothers at that time was you..."

Xiao Zhi answered as a matter of course: "He is mine, so naturally only I can bully him."

Qiu Jue was speechless, and after a while he curled his lips and muttered unreasonably.

Shi Le didn't care, he heard these words too much and let him go, it was not the first day that Miss Xiao was being unreasonable.

In the following time, Mo Huaichen was mentally unstable. Qiu Jue prepared various medicines and drank it to no avail. Ye Zhixing kept guarding every step for seven days, and finally lost his patience on the eighth day.

Ye Zhixing came to see Mo Huaichen every half an hour. In fact, it seemed to outsiders that he had done his best. Only when he read the script, Shi Le was a little bit embarrassed. In the original book, after Mo Huaijin died, Ye Zhi acted to make Mo Huaichen Chen came out of the haze, but tried his best to change countless tricks, and it was definitely not so polite and distant to visit him a few times.

"Ye Daochang, the current situation of Yimo Daochang... what are your plans?"

Ye Zhixing pondered for a moment, then calmly replied: "This place is not far from Chaolu City. I have an old friend who lives in the city. I can let Junior Brother Mo stay in Chaolu City for a few months to recuperate."

Everyone didn't say anything, but they knew in their hearts that Mo Huaichen had become a burden, and it was inconvenient to take him on the road again.

Shi Le almost thought that his ears were broken, Ye Zhixing looked at him in a daze, frowned and asked, "Senior, do you think it's wrong?"

"But that's the case... Is Daoist Ye at ease?" Shi Le tried her best to suggest frantically.

Ye Zhixing smiled gently: "Senior, don't worry, you are a trustworthy friend, Junior Brother Mo will definitely not be wronged in Chaolu City."

Shi Le nodded hesitantly, since the hero has already said so, he has no reason to object.

As a result, the plot of the original book differed by thousands of miles, and the emotional line of Gongshou also collapsed into a mess. The group sailed the boat to Chaolu City.

Ye Zhixing once had a life-saving grace to the Xu family in Chaolu City. He asked the other party to take in his younger brother temporarily, and the Xu family naturally agreed happily. The four of them stayed in Chaolu City for one night, leaving Mo Huaichen who was unconscious, and the boat continued south. OK.

Along the way, Qiujue was depressed, and there was a knot in his heart that couldn't be resolved. He always felt that it was unfair to treat Mr. Mo like this, but there was no better solution.

Three days later, the boat entered the Wanlin River from Chaoxinghai, and the four of them arrived at the boundary of Wanlin City.

"Wanlin City..." Xiao Zhi silently repeated these three words a few times: "But Third Young Master Bai's family?"

Qiu Jue shuddered when he heard the name. A year ago, when Lizhou returned to Yanlou, it was the third young master Bai who bullied them and almost killed his brother Shi.

"Exactly," Shi Le answered lightly, then turned around and took a deep look at Xiao Zhi: "We have something to do this time, so don't make trouble."

Xiao Zhi pursed his lips and didn't answer, with a look of presumptuousness that went in from one ear to the other.

Shi Le continued to remind: "I know you are capable, but this is other people's territory, and it is easy to suffer losses if you act rashly."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhi looked over impatiently, and said indifferently, "You were the one who got hurt last time, so I don't care."

"As long as you have the numbers." Shi Le twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, as expected, she was acting affectionate.

That night, Ye Zhixing received the letter during dinner, and he read the letter by the candlelight, his face darkened a bit, he frowned, folded the letter and brought it close to the candlelight to burn it.

Seeing that Ye Zhixing's appetite had grown, Qiu Jue asked cautiously, "Daozhang Ye, but what happened to Fuyu Mountain?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhixing resumed his gentle posture, and smiled: "No, it's just an old friend, and something happened."

"Does Daoist Ye need help?"

Ye Zhixing smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry."

In fact, Qiu Jue really wanted to ask, why did he burn the letter directly, and felt that he had no position to speak out. He glanced at Shi Le, but Shi Le was not thinking about it at all. He was arguing with Xiao about the fish head on the plate, and no one would agree Let the other party take advantage...

Qiu Jue smiled wryly, he had finally discovered that when the calm and reliable elder brother met Mr. Xiao, he became a little... stubborn.