So I'm the villain [Transmigration Book]

Green mountains and green waters, peach blossom fields.

Outside this hidden valley, black mist filled the air, and shadowy skeletons wandered around, forming a strange and unique barrier, which made the manor truly isolated from the world.

Feng Bumian stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "This is a temporary shelter, please don't dislike the devil."

Shen Yi looked up at him, and clearly saw the scrutiny in his eyes.

After a while, Shen Yi smiled slightly: "Actually, I'm a bit disgusted."

Feng Bumian couldn't help being suffocated, and said with a half-smile: "It's not qualified to be the palace of the devil. Why don't the devil build one himself?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Good idea."

He glanced at Feng Bumian again, and said with a smile: "Based on your proposal, I will engrave your name on it when the new magic palace is completed."

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Feng Bumian's expression, and walked straight into the valley, his black robe swaying like fog.

Feng Bumian frowned and stared at his back, suddenly said: "I haven't untied Yaoguang's hands and feet on Qingyu. I think only the devil has this ability."

Shen Yi reached out and broke off a dewy peach blossom, casually playing with it: "So you've been looking for me?"

"I know that although Yaoguang died, a new demon king was born." Feng Bumian walked over with his hands behind his back, muttering, "I just didn't expect it to be you."

Shen Yi glanced at him, seeing Feng Bumian staring at him with great interest, nodded and smiled for a while and said, "That's fine. I think you will be happy to help Qingyu recover her memory, right?"

Shen Yi was noncommittal, looked at the rural hut not far away, and walked up: "Where is Master? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Seeing that he didn't agree, Feng Bumian couldn't help frowning.He looked up and saw Shen Yi's indifferent side face, he was slightly startled.

He...is not the Shen Yi he was back then.

The devil thought deeply, and Feng Bumian muttered silently, thoughtfully.

Shen Yi walked over, stood outside the fence, and saw that handsome figure.

Qingyu was wearing a coarse cloth robe, with the cuffs rolled up, and she was holding a basket in her hand, which contained radishes that had just been pulled from the ground. The radishes were juicy, with soil still on their roots, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

He was humming a song casually, but when he heard the movement, he raised his head and saw that it was Shen Yi, he was slightly taken aback for a while, and then smiled pleasantly: "You are... Fellow Daoist Shen!"

Shen Yi looked down at Qingyu trotting over, and slowly smiled: "Master, long time no see."

Qingyu smiled sheepishly: "Yes, you are my apprentice...but I, uh, I forgot a lot of things, sorry."

"I know, it's all right." Shen Yi shook his head, and handed him the peach branch in his hand, "A small meeting gift is not a respect."

Qingyu took it dumbfounded: "I planted this peach tree! You can borrow flowers to offer Buddha!"

Shen Yi was quiet, and touched his nose in embarrassment: "Is that so? Then I'll give you something else."

Qingyu waved her hand: "Okay, let's make so many vain rituals—"

As he was talking, Shen Yi snapped his fingers, and the peach branch instantly turned into petals all over the sky and fell down, and finally turned into a pink jade wrench, which was crystal clear and radiant.

Shen Yi smiled and put the wrench in Qingyu's palm: "For you, protect the wrench."

Qingyu looked at the wrenching finger, her expression was blank for a moment: "Why do I feel—a little familiar?"

Shen Yi paused, and said clearly: "Yes, you once gave me one. I heard that you made the finger by yourself and carried it close to your body." He paused, then said in a low voice, "But I broken."

Qingyu couldn't help but patted his head: "It's okay, don't be sad."

Shen Yi hadn't been coaxed like a child for a long time, so she froze in place for a moment.

Qingyu regarded him as dissatisfied, and hurriedly withdrew her hand: "I didn't mean it."

He took a few steps back, but fell into an embrace, it was Fengbumian.

Qingyu's body froze, struggling to run away: "Friend Feng Daoist, what are you doing!"

Feng Bumian clicked his tongue: "I don't know how many times I've slept, why are you so shy?"

Qingyu's face flushed so red that it was about to bleed: "You, you!"

He hesitated for a while, then pushed Feng Bumian away, and stammered an explanation to Shen Yi: "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Shen Yi looked up at the sky: "What did he say? I didn't hear anything."

Qingyu snorted, looked at the two of them, picked up the basket and ran away: "I'm going to wash the vegetables, you guys talk!"

He ran into the house in a flash, leaving Shen Yi and Feng Bumian looking at each other.

After a while, Shen Yi asked curiously, "How does it feel to be with such Qingyu?"

Feng Bumian said expressionlessly: "It's pretty good, the feeling of first love."

"First love?" Shen Yi looked at him incredulously, "Is Qingyu your first love?"

"Are you surprised?" Feng Bumian snorted, "I only care about the way of swordsmanship, and I have never liked romance. Who would have thought that when I went to Penglai back then, I would encounter a goose with a stupid head and bump into it by itself, so—"

It fell.

As soon as he entered the world of mortals, he was young and old, with snowy white hair and white hair, but he was golden and jade dew, and his victory was countless in the world!

"You don't know how he confessed his love to me back then." Feng Bumian chuckled, "He didn't allow me to mention it later, who would have thought that this amnesia would make me experience it again."

Shen Yi looked at Feng Bumian who was chattering with a cold face, and felt funny in his heart, and was about to tease him, but was interrupted by a shout behind him: "Shen Yi!"

He turned his head, but saw that it was Jiang Kui.

Shen Yi looked behind her, but didn't see Shen Xiaoxiao, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

Sure enough, Jiang Kui said: "When I was about to take Shen Xiaoxiao away, I was discovered by Fu Ying. Qin Yue withheld Xiaoxiao and said..."

Shen Yi raised her eyebrows: "What did he say?"

Jiang Kui gritted his teeth: "He said he would teach Xiaoxiao well until you go to see him in person."

Shen Yi was quiet, Jiang Kui saw him silent, eyes full of guilt: "I'm sorry, it's my fault." She paused, couldn't help frowning and said, "Who would have expected Qin Yue to be such a beast! Shen Xiaoxiao And a little girl! And he, he--"

"Stop talking." Shen Yi's face was horrified, and he quickly reached out to stop her, "The training he said...is not what you think."

Feng Bumian's eyes were full of interest: "What does that look like?"

Shen Yi thought for a while, and said with uncertainty: "The thing that torments Shen Xiaoxiao the most is probably - reading?"

In the Qin residence, Qin Yue patted the thick stack of books, smiled at Shen and said: "Here, these are all yours, you're welcome."

Shen Xiaoxiao was forcibly pressed in front of the desk, dumbfounded: "This all has to be memorized?!"

"That's too much?" Qin Yue disapproved, "I memorized many more books than this when I was young, did I say anything! So you are illiterate!"

Shen Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously: "So much, how did you memorize it?"

Qin Yue didn't change his face: "I'm smart and eager to learn, and I can't put down the book and never forget it. It's all trivial."

Shen Xiaoxiao looked at him as if seeing a monster, Qin Yue casually picked up a book and stuffed it into her hand: "Zi once said that you can be promoted while studying - you started late in the first place, don't be stupid! Hurry up!" Hurry up!"

"I'm not an official! I'm a demon cultivator! I don't know why!" Shen Xiaoxiao beat Qin Yue countless times in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to resist. He angrily grabbed the book and read it rigidly, "Pan Jinlian looks forward to it." Seeing Wu Song walking with his upper body naked, he stepped forward and said with a smile—"

Qin Yue hurriedly grabbed the book: "Wait! Another one."

Shen Xiaoxiao didn't understand, so: "You are the one who wants me to read, and you are the one who wants to change. Why do you have so many things!"

Qin Yue sneered and patted her dog's head: "Do you have an opinion?"

Shen Xiaoxiao endured the humiliation and said with hatred: "No!"

Only then did Qin Yue grab another book, and this time he checked it carefully. It was "Thousand Characters", no problem, so he handed it to Shen Xiaoxiao with confidence: "Memorize it, start from this book, Until the day when Shen Yi came - don't be lazy, I will check."

After he said that, he walked to the outer room of the study, just as Pei Yuanzhi walked in, he waved the invitation in his hand, and said lightly: "What do you want from me?"

Qin Yue made a gesture of please sit down, looked at the city lords and Jing Zhaoyin who had already arrived, nodded and said: "This time I invite you to come because I have an idea, please listen to it."

Everyone hurriedly said: "Master, please tell me."

Just as Qin Yue was about to speak, he heard the sound of reading from the inner room: "Heaven~Earth~Xuan~Huang——Yu~Zhou~Hong~Huang——"

"..." Qin Yue, "My idea is——"

"Zhao~Qian~Sun~Li—Zhou~Wu~Zheng~Wang—"

Crowd: ...

Who is this?How can you read a thousand-character text, and even get a hundred surnames?

Qin Yue took a deep breath, smiled and said: "I'm sorry, the little girl is not good at learning, I made you laugh."

Everyone was about to say that it's all right, when they heard a protracted voice reading: "Pan Jinlian smiled at Ximen Qing, and on her chest - oh! Qin Yue, why did you hit me on the head! It's the little yellow book, who hasn't read it?" Like! Hey, hey, don't pull my ears, I was wrong, I was wrong! %￥#&..."

Everyone looked at Qin Yue, who broke into the inner room like flying, and appeared in front of everyone like flying again, and fell silent.

Qin Yue's ears were finally clear, he exhaled, and said politely: "Where did we just talk?"

Jing Zhaoyin hurriedly said with a smile: "You have an idea, and you are about to tell me."

"Oh yes," Qin Yue rubbed his temples, "my thoughts."

He settled down: "Let me ask you a question. Now that the disaster of the imperial capital Moxiu has been resolved, what is the attitude of the city lord of City 29?"

Several city lords looked at each other, and then said: "Of course we follow the lead of the Taoist master. The other city lords seem to have different ideas."

He glanced at Qin Yue's expression, and said after deliberation: "There are quite a few people who say that although the disaster of the emperor's demon cultivator has been resolved, His Majesty's whereabouts are still unknown, and you, the Taoist in charge... Cough, the name is not correct, yes, yes-- "

He didn't dare to continue, Qin Yue smiled and finished for him: "It's a courtier."

The city lord smiled awkwardly, and Qin Yue pondered: "This is also expected."

The matter is so serious that no one dared to speak, only Pei Yuan spoke out, "So? What are you going to do? Let them gossip?"

Qin Yue thought for a while: "A courtier...... In fact, what they said is not wrong."

Pei Yuanzhi frowned, and then heard Qin Yue say: "Tell them, I will go and get the emperor back. If a gentleman promises, it's hard to catch up."

"Of course." Qin Yue straightened his cuffs carelessly, "I promised that whoever dares to defy the imperial capital or use the name of a courtier as a fuss, don't blame me for being rude."

Jing Zhaoyin asked cautiously, "Why are you so impolite?"

Qin Yue snorted: "I'm going to send the imperial army to inspect the cities and rebuild the connection between 29 cities and the imperial capital."

As he spoke, Qin Qian's words emerged in his heart, life and death were allowed to be seized, and he was fierce and decisive.

He once thought that in front of Moxiu, these were his own people, and he didn't want to kill them.Unexpectedly, the facts tell him that kindness is far from enough.

Qin Qian's ruthless way of acting like a cruel official, although he has hated it for many years, now it seems that it is not without merit.

Qin Yue thought to himself, and slowly said: "Anyone who plays tricks like the banquet of heroes in the past few days, just kill him directly."

Everyone was shocked, and said after a while: "Yes. It's just Daoist Qin, should you let the army go now?"

"Oh, no." Qin Yue waved his hand, "We'll talk about it after I meet that Lord Demon Lord."

Pei Yuan frowned straightly: "The devil is not dead yet?"

Wang Shuo had another worry in his heart, and said bluntly: "You get him here, but you can't beat him!"

Qin Yue groaned, and smiled slightly: "Why are you in a hurry? The mountain people have their own tricks."