Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Yan Wujiu breathed out a bad breath, suddenly felt refreshed, raised his eyebrows playfully and looked at Fenlian who was dazed and expressionless.

The expression is arrogant and dignified, and the smile hidden in the brows and eyes is undisguised.

Fen Lian looked at him calmly and restrainedly, and suddenly said seriously: "No blame...the monk will not bully you."

Yan Wujiu tilted his head slightly to look at him, blinked slowly, puzzled: "...Huh?"

What's the meaning?Didn't he already say that he lied to him?

"Even if you don't remember anything, when Lord Tanyue smiled at the little monk, it was like being slightly pricked by flower thorns. His heart was sore and painful. He wanted to go to you in his heart, but his body was completely opposite. His heart was like an ape, his body was like Stone horse. I think it’s not just because of poison.”

The corners of Fen Lian's lips were slightly pursed into a straight line, and she said seriously: "I know you, I definitely know you."

Those eyes were focused and a little paranoid and sharp.

The smile on Yan Wujiu's face changed from thick to weak without knowing it, and he blinked and looked at him inquiringly.

Tsk, every time this bald donkey sees him, he doesn't like it. Does it mean that he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't torment him?

He knew that he was always hated, which was not a surprise.

Yan Wujiu raised his lips frivolously, and mocked him back: "What a coincidence, when I saw the master, I felt very uncomfortable."

"Although the little monk doesn't know which of the Lord Tanyue's words is true and which is angry. Now, the little monk is also happy in his heart."

Always look at each other and hate people, and suddenly say that you are happy with him?

Are you happy to be ridiculed by him?It seems really stupid, this bald donkey's eyes were born in the sky, it's quite interesting to be stupid all the time.

Yan Wujiu couldn't help but smile again, he propped his chin and looked at him curiously, to see what stupid things he could say.

When he smiled like this, Fenlian's cold and restrained face softened slightly.

"The little monk is a monk, so you shouldn't have distracting thoughts. However, Lord Tanyue just said that you have been married for 500 years, and when you walked with the little monk... the little monk was really happy. I... won't bully you, I... "

Fen Lian subconsciously felt that she might not be a gentle and compassionate person, and probably not a good person either.

But I remember in my heart that in front of this person, it must not be like this.

"No blame..." His Adam's apple twitched slightly, "I am willing to change everything that I have done that made you unhappy. If you are still angry, if you want to lie to me, then lie to me. I believe it."

Those words came from nowhere in his heart, and he said them with such enthusiasm that he didn't care about them, and he couldn't even think about them with pride.Just seeing this person, it's like a sunflower has accumulated a long time of radiance in the sun, just waiting for one day to pour it out like it is now, and tell this person to hear.

Perhaps, in countless silent nights, someone looked at the light in a certain window and practiced such words silently for a long, long time.

Just seeing him, I couldn't speak a word.

Just like after dawn, the dew will disappear.

Yan Wujiu's mind was confused, he blinked at him, blinked again, he didn't know whether to be depressed or to laugh.

"Monk, how old are you now?"

If the mentally handicapped had become a child, Yan Wujiu would not be so picky no matter how insidious and vengeful Yan Wujiu was.

Fen Lian stood still, looking at him quietly, her brows were as calm and calm as if they were soaked in sandalwood, but her eyes were as bright as the moonlight.

He clasped his hands together, in the palm of his hand was the half-opened Tumi gifted by Yan Wujiu, and said in a low voice: "Amitabha."

The appearance of the treasure is solemn, the world is abstinent, but the five aggregates are not clear, and the six sense organs are not clean.

Yan Wujiu looked at him blankly.

Since the last time he dreamed about him, Yan Wujiu realized that Fen Lian was very good-looking, but in the past he was so powerful that people didn't notice his appearance.

To use the famous sentence to describe it, it is probably: less words, paralyzed face, cold expression, sharp eyebrows and sharp knives.

It's a pity that this person is a monk.

Yan Wujiu came back to his senses, with a smile that was not a smile.

If it's an ordinary person, it's okay for him to be stupid.

But Yan Wujiu has a heart of stone, heartless, and will never forget to add insult to injury and make up for it again.

After all, if the other party returns to normal soon, wouldn't this chance of revenge be missed in vain?You have to hurry up and die.

"Now I know I was wrong? I think about where we start to settle accounts. After all, you have bullied me too much."

Thinking of the enmity that was written down in a whole book, Yan Wujiu's smile was full of knives, and he couldn't hide a smile: "For example, I am not as good as you because of my martial arts. I stay up most of the night and change tricks, let me punish you here. Stand, do you recognize it?"

Fen Lian thought for a while, and said seriously: "Although I don't understand the reason, if Lord Tanyue is not happy, he can punish the monk as it is. The scenery here is very beautiful, and the monk can watch the flowers and trees in the courtyard for you. In this way very good."

The attitude of admitting mistakes was really good, Yan Wujiu looked at him a little more pleasing to the eye.

After thinking about it, she couldn't be so unprincipled and so casually softened by him.

The better this bald donkey can talk now, the more he will rebound when he wakes up.You have to hurry up and be happy in time.

Yan Wujiu tried his best to recall the worst impression of Fenlian, and said viciously: "Do you remember, the first time we met by the Sishui River, you strangled my neck..."

Fen Lian's eyes were dazed for a while, and a messy and contradictory scene flashed across the sky... Sophora japonica flowers all over the sky... Yan Wujiu's face... a haughty and fierce expression very similar to this moment.

He wiped off the dew from Yan Wujiu's face... He sucked Yan Wujiu's lips without hesitation... He smoothed Yan Wujiu's neckline... He didn't mind tearing Yan Wujiu's clothes... He ran away...he bent down...

Consciousness fell into a trance of emptiness and reality, as if countless swords, lights and swords were lingering, and as long as they wanted to see clearly, they all stabbed at his brain.

No, that's not the case.

He held out his hand, wanting to tell the man that he never meant to make him unhappy.He just wants to protect his.

The other him in his body watched him coldly from above, admonishing him in an indifferent voice:

——Don’t get close to him, your existence will hurt him.Your body is poisonous, and if you touch it, it will kill him again.

"I will, harm you. Don't get close! Don't get close!"

Yan Wujiu saw that the monk's face turned pale suddenly, as if he had suffered a great shock, his blood was overflowing, he staggered back, leaning against the Tumi tree, not caring at all about the softness of the branches. Thorn, just muttering the same words over and over again.

Only a pair of dark eyes looked deeply at his direction without blinking, like a vicious dog staring at its restraint.

Where Fenlian's skin was pierced, transparent branches and vines sprouted continuously, sucking up the little spots of blood color in an instant, and the moon-white monk's robe was covered with slender, pale pink flowers of the other shore.

It was as if the moonlight turned into flowers and branches that grew wildly and swallowed the monk.

The scene is coquettish and paradoxical.

Yan Wujiu couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously frowned.

"Hey, monk, are you alright?"

He jumped off the railing, trying to reach out and grab the crazy and stupid monk.

"Don't come here! Just stand there and don't move, please, at least this time, listen to me."

Fen Lian's gaze became blank, as if she was talking nonsense with a fever, but she didn't know who she was speaking to.

"My heart is empty. Just now, Wu Jiu said that we are lovers. I am subconsciously happy. But I don't know why, and I don't know how to treat you."

"I want to know how we used to be so close and loved each other. I asked you...but if you don't blame, you only said that I did something wrong and disappointed you."

"How we got along in the past, how we were a couple of lovers, you didn't mention a word."

Fen Lian lowered her head, and her out-of-focus eyes struggled to focus on Yan Wujiu's face, that face was the same as at any time in the past, cold and indifferent, pale and gloomy, without any look of pain.

He said softly and persistently: "What you said to lie to me just now is a lie... We are actually a couple, but I did something stupid and wrong, and you don't want to see me again. No, not never There was a relationship. There was, there was, there was..."

Yan Wujiu frowned, looked in surprise at the white vines and patterns that kept appearing on his body, his face was cold and slightly annoyed: "Come out of the flower tree first! Don't think you're stupid and I won't care about it, you're covered in blood , this ghost thing doesn't stop growing, I don't care if you want to die, don't hurt my eyes."

Fen Lian supported the thorny branches, and tiny vines and "flowers" bloomed towards his hands.He staggered and wanted to walk out, but he couldn't stand firmly.

Yan Wujiu couldn't see it, he took off his peacock blue brocade robe, wrapped it around his hands, and pulled him without saying a word.

Fen Lian immediately showed a panicked expression, and immediately used her lightness kung fu to fly towards the eaves of the corridor. Halfway through, her Qi and blood stagnated and fell to the corridor, leaving behind a field of pink ice crystals that were shattered by internal force.

Yan Wujiu was angry and laughed at the same time.

Regardless of stepping on the yard with bare feet, he went straight up the steps, threw the brocade clothes he had taken off on the ground, and casually rubbed a little or two of the dirt on his feet.

While doing this, he kept his face stinky, and looked coldly at Fenlian who was leaning against the wall in embarrassment.

Fen Lian took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said calmly, "You can't touch it. As long as your body suffers a little trauma, this thing can wrap you within three inches. It doesn't matter, just wait until dawn."

Except for the slightly pale lips, there was not a drop of sweat on his face, and his expression was extremely calm, without any pain or discomfort.

However, after the endless nonsense just now came out, who would believe that he was really unscathed, not that his brain was poisoned and stupid.

Yan Wujiu squatted down three inches away: "How poisonous is this thing? Will it kill people? Do you remember who planted it for you?"

"I don't remember. When I was conscious, I was already here." Fen Lian opened her eyes, "Find a hidden place after dawn and hide me. If someone comes to ask questions, you have to be careful."

Yan Wujiu smiled frivolously and sternly: "Don't worry, if your enemies find me, I'll immediately lead them the way."

Fen Lian looked at him, and suddenly pursed her lips and smiled faintly: "That's fine too. You must remember."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and remained motionless.

It's just that the faint curvature of the corners of the lips has never disappeared.Do not distinguish between joy and anger, do not know regret.

Yan Wujiu's finger pointed at him empty-handedly: "When the time comes, I'll bring people here. When you destroy the corpse, be quick and half as brutal as you used to oppress me."

After speaking, he got up and walked back to the room without looking back once.

When she was in a daze, a quilt was thrown over Fen Lian's body.

Someone yawned and said angrily, "If you die tomorrow, I'll dig a hole and bury you on the spot. If you become a ghost, please remember not to come out at night to disturb people's dreams."

The author has something to say: If he dies, it means that the relationship between the ghost monk and the young master Wujiu is gone~