Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Under the dark sky filled with clouds.

The wind blows, the flowers shake, and the dark fragrance strikes along with the poisoned hidden weapon.

Gu Yuexi turned her head to warn, but it was too late, she could only watch the hidden weapon being shot at Yan Wu who didn't realize it.

Yan Wujiu looked calm and relaxed, looked up when he heard his words, and didn't look back.

Suddenly, a gray-white figure appeared behind Yan Wujiu in the blink of an eye, the blue poisoned hidden weapon froze, hit by something, and immediately returned to where it came from.

Yan Wujiu was calm and calm, looked at Gu Yuexi whose face changed in shock, raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't care about what happened behind him: "Master Gu, don't go and see, what's going on with this institution?"

Gu Yuexi didn't move, watching Yan Wujiu's eyes move slightly, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared behind him.

The monk in the gray-white monk's robe held a string of rosary beads in his hand, with sharp and indifferent brow bone lines, slightly deep eye sockets, empty eyes, and thin lips tightly pursed.Both the four elements are empty and have no desires, and the treasures are solemn and decisive.

Even in the darkness, one can be surprised at how handsome and extravagant this monk looks at a glance.

The royal family from Heyu, Fenlian.

From the case of the Guchan Temple in March, the six doors followed this illusory figure for nearly four months, and finally saw his true face for the first time.

It was this person who blocked Yan Wujiu's inevitable hidden weapon.

Even Gu Yuexi, who was so close at hand, didn't expect it, but Yan Wujiu seemed not surprised that this person would appear.

"You have been following us?" Gu Yuexi said.

Fen Lian didn't intend to speak.

Yan Wujiu blinked slowly, his smile became brighter at the slightest touch, but the corners of his brows and eyes were dark and sharp: "Master was specially invited by my grandfather to take care of Wujiu, so he naturally wants to follow me. Master Gu and I made an appointment to meet here. Have you noticed that people get there first, and the oriole is behind?"

Gu Yuexi's eyebrows darkened slightly, and she became more and more cold: "This matter is Gu's fault, and it caused Lord Yan to be in danger."

He didn't say any more, and flew up to the locust tree that was shot from behind with a little lightness under his feet.

This locust tree is different from the Robinia locust tree that came from Fanbang at the foot of the mountain. It is a native of Central China, so it is old, tall and leafy, and has just entered the flowering period.

Soon, Gu Yue rested.

"It's a simple mechanism that can be operated manually or set trigger conditions." He glanced at Fenlian and said calmly, "This master just returned the hidden weapon, and it sounds like he stabbed something, maybe we can find out the other party who is it."

Yan Wujiu reserved and said lightly, "Then please leave it to Mr. Gu, and leave."

Gu Yuexi knew that although he was not injured, he was also threatened, so he definitely wouldn't be in a better mood.That's why he didn't even bark at Ah Yue who was joking around.

The two left one after the other, and the monk with an indifferent expression just glanced at him indifferently.

That look was not unfamiliar at all, as if he had known Gu Yuexi for a long time.

Thinking of the rosary weapon used by Fenlian, it seems that the original speculation was correct. When they first arrived in Qingyuan County, the mysterious man in black who attacked them at night was Fenlian.

Gu Yuexi stood in place for a moment, closed her eyes and calmed down, and slowly reconstructed what happened here today in her mind.Especially tonight, every detail before and after Yan Wujiu was attacked.

Why did the murderer attack Yan Wujiu?Why him?

Suddenly, Gu Yuexi opened his eyes and frowned.

With a calm expression on his face, he changed his direction and walked a few places, then returned to look at the mechanism on the tree again.

Gu Yue rested on the ground, clenched her fingers slightly, her brows became more and more cold, and said lightly: "It's true."

What did he find?

Yan Wujiu was also thinking about this question, whether he would be discovered.

What did you find?Of course, it was discovered that his martial arts had suddenly increased a lot, especially his internal strength had increased a lot out of thin air.

The speed of that hidden weapon is so fast that even at the distance of Gu Yuexi, it is too late to make a move. It is theoretically impossible for it to arrive after the burning lotus. Either Gu Yuexi made a wrong judgment, or the speed of the hidden weapon suddenly slowed down. up.

The truth is the latter.

It was Yan Wujiu who released his internal strength to confront the hidden weapon shot from behind, buying Fen Lian time.

Therefore, Yan Wujiu frowned slightly at this moment, and what he cared about was not whether Gu Yuexi noticed something was wrong, but whether Fen Lian noticed that his internal energy suddenly increased greatly, and his martial arts became stronger.

If he found out, would he realize that when he was insane, Yan Wujiu took advantage of his stupidity and insanity to trick him into entering into a contract of acknowledgment of the master?

If all this is discovered, what will be done to him?

They walked back all the way, silent all the way.

Yan Wujiu was half a step ahead of Fenlian, he only knew that the monstrous monk behind him had been following him, but he didn't know the expression, mood, or thoughts of that person.

In any case, it is not Yan Wujiu's style to sit back and wait for death, he suddenly stopped, his expression was condensed, and he said calmly: "Since when have you been following me secretly?"

Yes, even if you are wronged, you have to beat him up first, this is what an arrogant and domineering young master who loves to die will do.

The monk behind him also stopped, but did not answer his words.

Yan Wujiu frowned slightly, and immediately turned around to look.

However, Fen Lian's eyes were half closed, sweat was thin on his forehead, his face was pale, and he was silent.

Yan Wujiu looked at his hand, and saw some liquid dripping from his fingertips.

"Didn't you knock back the hidden weapon? How come?"

Fen Lian's voice was indifferent and heartless: "It's a child-mother dart. Once it is counterattacked, it will be divided into two immediately, and a thin needle will be shot out. The public loser is good at all the strange skills in the world. You must be more careful in investigating the case here."

He paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to see that on his expressionless face, there were already sharp browbones, and his pupils were slightly drawn into a narrow and narrow shape. Because of the cold sweat and paleness, he looked extremely calm and dangerous.

It does not seem to be a living person with normal body temperature and emotions.

Yan Wujiu was watched by him, his pupils moved suddenly on his cold and proud face.

Fen Lian's thin lips moved slightly, staring intently at Yan Wujiu's eyes, her slightly sharp pupils remained motionless: "Very good. Your martial arts have improved a lot. But where did you come from?"

Yan Wujiu had never really been afraid of this demon monk, but this moment felt terrible, and subconsciously wanted to back away, the farther away from this person the better.

He also really retreated, and the cold voice was extremely calm: "I will talk about this point after dawn tomorrow."

He paused, and said in a low voice, "You're injured, is there any poison on the hidden weapon? You don't look well."

"go!"

Yan Wujiu frowned, and looked closely at Fenlian.

Fen Lian stood where she was, her long eyebrows raised coldly, her eyes were half closed, she lowered her head slightly and didn't look at him, the line from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose was sharp and indifferent.

He said again: "Go!"

This kind of cold and stern warning tone has never been said to Yan Wujiu, not even the demon monk himself.

Yan Wujiu was not angry, he had a bad intuition, the state of the demon monk was very wrong, like a chaotic body with extremely chaotic and contradictory forces.

Without saying a word, he immediately obeyed Fenlian's words, and disappeared from Fenlian's sight with his lightness kung fu.

As soon as the man moved, Fen Lian suddenly raised his eyes, just like a feline animal has a prey imprinted in its instinct to hunt with its back turned away, he subconsciously wanted to catch that man.

But the remaining restraint was still in effect, Fen Lian's body stood motionless, and did not execute the sudden violent obsession.

Until the figure in the black robe completely disappeared into the faint night ahead, Fen Lian's stern eyes lost the last support of obsession, and drooped closed.

He also fell to one knee on the ground, and soon completely lost consciousness and fainted.

The dark sky was cloudy and the wind was moving, and after days of haze, the thick clouds finally decided to split a faint gap, allowing the faint moonlight to reveal a few emptiness.

The thick night is covered with a faint hazy light.

The light fell on the monk's gray monk's robe, and a translucent leaf vein slowly spread from the finger dripping with bright red blood, growing and branching along the finger on the surface of the skin.

The weird and treacherous lines grow all the way to the back of the monk's neck before stopping.

In the quiet countryside and mountains, there are sunflower fields with petals closed.

A person walked slowly from the flower field, stood still after a few steps, picked a sunflower and poked the monk on the ground.

The sunflower stems and leaves are fluffy, and it is not comfortable to rub against the human skin. It seems that this is to ensure that the people on the ground will not cheat the corpse, so that person just throws away the flower branch.

"Tsk. I have to move you back."

Yan Wujiu, who had gone back and forth, squatted down and poked displeasure on the face of the monk who had closed his eyes and completely lost his intuition.

Even Fen Lian, who had passed out, had a different expression from that of a holy monk. Although her brows were not wrinkled, it still gave people a calm and restrained self-exile in the world under a light and heavy burden.

Ruthless, but paranoid.

Although Fenlian is very heavy and it is not easy for Yan Wujiu to memorize it, but even when his martial arts were not high, he practiced all the year round. At least he subdued a few dude yamen, and in Qingyuan County, he was a domineering Fu is absolutely fine.

Now that he has borrowed Fenlian's internal strength, he has even studied the martial arts cheats collected by the Yayu Guard.

Therefore, even though he was tired, it was not difficult to carry this big living man on his back.

What's difficult is that the person on the back looks only a little taller, but is actually dead.

After fainting, without cooperation, Yan Wujiu felt even more uncomfortable when reciting.

Not long after, there was a little sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, the distance was not too far, so he didn't just leave him by the side of the road.

"Baldy donkey, I have taken this from you and used it for you. When you wake up and dare to kill me, you will repay your kindness with revenge. Remember, my kindness is not easy to repay, it is calculated as interest."

"Why are you so heavy? Aren't you a vegetarian?"

"It's so heavy, why don't you lie on the side of the road and bask in the moon first, don't you like to drag me to see the moon phase?"

"Forget it, if you die and lose it, you have to find another thug with internal strength."

"Isn't your martial arts quite high? Even the hands and feet of the top master of the six doors were interrupted as soon as they said they would be interrupted--you did it, right? How did you get poisoned by someone's poison so easily? Even if you connect a hidden weapon? "

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The person on the back didn't respond, the transparent vines were full of blood from the fingers, showing a faint pink color.

Yan Wujiu walked all the way with Fenlian on his back, because of the contract, the vine also quietly appeared on Yan Wujiu's face at some point.

It was a translucent frost color, and he hadn't noticed it himself.

When Yan Wujiu's vines appeared, the wound on Fenlian's finger slowly healed and disappeared at some point, and the vines on his body also faded away, and finally there was only a blue vein like a tattoo left on Fenlian's. at the nape of the neck.

The moonlight above broke through the thick clouds, casting a brighter glow.

The monk on his back twitched his eyebrows slightly, his stern face seemed to have melted away all the thorns, and his expression slowly changed, confused and holy.

"...no blame...no blame..."

The weak voice, Yan Wujiu didn't notice it until the second time it sounded.

He stopped and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.

"...No blame...July [-]th..." The whisper on the back said weakly.

However, today is July [-]th, and the month of this day is called the month of sleeping and waiting.

Thanks to the monstrous monk who always pulls him to watch the moon, Yan Wujiu has gained some knowledge.

Ah, no, it's past midnight, and it's already the twentieth of July.

"Zi time has passed, it should be regarded as the [-]th of July. Lianlian."

Although he didn't see the face of the person on his back, Yan Wujiu knew who it was now.

His voice was clearer than the night wind in early autumn, with a faint ending, as frivolous as it was sweet.

"... Already, four days? Let me down."

Yan Wujiu thought for a moment, the person on the back was confused, it hadn't been that long: "Didn't you see it on the [-]th night of the seventh month? Seventeenth and eighteenth, there was no moon in these two days, it should be two days."

It wasn't about this, the monk on his back slowly opened his eyes, and his expression slowly regained consciousness.

It was agreed to pick up the painting three days later, which has already been exceeded.

Yan Wujiu didn't put him down, his long eyebrows were slightly raised, his temper was bad and impatient: "Just wake up, do you know how heavy you are? You are disobedient, and if you are a second late, I will throw you into the flower field I don't care."

"Hmm." The person on the back sighed, responding gently and peacefully, without the slightest sense of being threatened and disgusted.

The arrogant and bad-tempered person was justifiably threatening to repay his kindness: "It's good to know, and I will repay me in the future. I have carried you on my back except for Ah Tian."

"Who is Ah Tian?"

"My cousin's little friend, a four-year-old little fairy, is there a problem?"

"...Do you really like children?"

"I don't like it." His voice suddenly softened, it was bad and sweet, "If I look like Lianlian, I like it."

The monk on his back looked calm and peaceful, and his eyes were filled with quiet joy as thin as the moonlight.

He knew that he was injured, and he also knew that it was the half of himself that he didn't know was injured, that what Yan Wujiu was carrying was originally that Fenlian.

If it was before, I would be more or less jealous for this.

But not anymore.

Fen Lian embraced Yan Wujiu, and said softly: "It's ok. I've recovered."

He handed the injured finger to Yan Wujiu to see, it was really smooth and intact, without any scratches.And the blood that flowed out did not leave the slightest trace because it was sucked dry by the vines.

Only where they walked, there are some fine crystals in the ground, which will turn into water traces when the sun rises tomorrow.

Yan Wujiu was thoughtful, and remembered that there seemed to be a record in Yu Linling's plant Gu, that under certain conditions, the owner and the host get close, which can stimulate the plant Gu to multiply and speed up the healing speed of the plant Gu host.

That kind of condition requires the host to be willing to be loyal and trust the master.

The more intimacy and connection there is, the faster the healing will be.

"Put me down."

Yan Wujiu did not insist this time.

Fen Lian was still a little weak, but it didn't come from her body.

That bit of poison and blood loss did not cause Fen Lian to lose her composure. More importantly, Yan Wu Jiu's distress aggravated Fen Lian's obsession.

Therefore, Fen Lian at that time did not dare to ask Yan Wu Jiu to stay.

He never healed, nor did he get better.

Otherwise, how could there be a holy monk with a blank sheet of paper?

The holy monk with a blank sheet of paper, with a calm and composed face, gently stroked the thin sweat off Yan Wujiu's forehead with his fingers.

There was indeed no problem with his body, but his spirit was extremely weak, as if he had been smashed and recast.

Although I obviously didn't show up for three nights, logically speaking, this body should be able to get a good rest.

He didn't know why it happened, and he didn't care.

The monk looked at Yan Wujiu who obediently allowed him to wipe his sweat, looked at the proud expression on his eyebrows, and those eyes that were so clear and bottomless under the moonlight.There is no familiar disheartening, nor the dull and dull.

The thin moonlight fell, under the eyebrows, those eyes looked at him, with a wicked and sweet smile, clear and agile.

"Come up, change the little monk to carry Lord Tanyue back."

Yan Wujiu didn't have the thoughtfulness of the other person who was a half-dead patient just now, if people dared to say it, he would not refuse to go up.

After going up, he saw tattoo-like vines on the back of Fenlian's neck.

He breathed lightly, with a half-smile: "Ah, what did I see? Lianlian belongs to my seal."

Fen Lian walked forward steadily with his back on her back, the numbness on the back of her neck didn't affect him at all.

Yan Wujiu scratched it with his soft fingertips, but there was nothing.

The vicious and bad-tempered young master still chuckled innocently in his ear: "Don't you feel it? Master's concentration is really good."

The breath lingered in his ears, and when he was talking, the beautiful lips would touch him from time to time.

How could it be possible to really feel nothing?

The so-called determination is nothing more than being unwilling to bully that person, and feeling happy when being bullied by him.I don't want him to bully others like this.

The monk didn't make a sound, and the man became even more violent.

It wasn't a long journey, because of a certain delicate and bad-tempered young master, Fen Lian walked for a long, long time.

Until Yan Wujiu suddenly realized that although the sky was gloomy, it was already very bright.

However, the holy monk has not disappeared.

Standing on the mountain road before Fifteen Nights disappeared, Fen Lian looked around at the pale green sky that was about to rain, and looked back at Yan Wujiu seriously and intently.

His brows are quiet, his eyes are pure, and he only pretends to be the one person in front of him.

"It turns out that the world looks like this during the day, and Wugui during the day...is like this."

It is as dazzling as if it is shining, and it hurts the eyes, and it is not enough to look at it for a long time.

The author has something to say: as soon as the master appears, the painting style will fall into a strange sticky state, which will affect the plot too much~

Gu Gu lost confidence in himself, and wanted to ask the little angel, am I a plot stream or an emotional stream?