I play all the villains alone [Transmigration Book]

Yes, the thousand-petal lotus is still a very good healing medicine.

Just like most of the elixir medicines in the world, although the thousand-petal lotus is good, it is basically useless for a monk to eat seven or eight petals.However, this innocuous flaw does not prevent it from bidding high prices outside.

It would be fine if Shen Huan was a proud son of heaven like Lin Zhi, but right now he is not as good as an ordinary monk.

50 yuan is nothing, but for a person whose total net worth is only 200 yuan, giving 50 yuan is surprisingly generous.

Lin Zhi was startled for a moment: "What are you doing for me?"

Shen Huan said lightly: "You are kind to me."

Lin Zhi thought, yes, this is the person he wanted to write about.

From being down and out at the age of sixteen or seventeen, to his first appearance when he joined the Liuxian Sect, no matter how the outside world slandered him or praised him, he always kept a sense of sobriety, goodness still existed, and grievances and grievances were clear.

He sighed in his heart, looked at the small white lotus flower for a while, swallowed it with difficulty, and put on a posture of healing his injuries. After about a quarter of an hour, he withdrew the false gesture and whispered road:

"Thank you buddy."

Shen Huan had no intention of getting entangled with an unknown person, seeing that he was no longer the short-lived ghost who was about to die at any time, he got up and wanted to leave here.

It's just that he has been cultivating day and night for the past two months, and just now it was another fierce battle, and his iron-clad body couldn't stand such a toss, so he barely stood up, then swayed unsteadily, and his eyes were also distracted for a moment .

Lin Zhi ate other people's food, so he couldn't sit back and ignore his wound. He said worriedly: "The secret realm is dangerous now, and Fellow Daoist's injury is so serious, why don't you just rest here? Don't worry, I... "

There was a slight pause, "I, Shen, am definitely not that kind of ungrateful person. If you don't believe me, I can swear with my heart."

Without waiting for Shen Huan to ask questions, he quickly said, "I, Shen Wen, would like to swear to the Dao of Heaven, if I confront..."

Shen Huan seemed a little helpless: "Shen Huan."

Lin Zhi continued without changing his expression: "If I do anything unfavorable to fellow Taoist Shen Huan, I will not be able to make any progress in my cultivation in this life, and I will suffer the most suffering in the world."

Swear to the way of heaven, no matter if you use your real name or a fake name, if you violate the oath, you will be backlashed.

Due to the environment in which Shen Huan lived since he was a child, he was doomed not to trust others. To reassure him, Lin Zhi didn't mind making an oath.

Shen Huan's eyes flickered slightly, as if touched: "You don't have to be like this, fellow daoist."

Lin Zhi put on that simple and honest face, and showed a very human-like smile: "Fellow Daoist Shen, can you rest assured now? Hey, we are still brothers in the same family."

Shen Huan was late for a moment, and smiled unnaturally: "I have no doubts about Fellow Daoist, but I was in a hurry when I came in earlier, and I was afraid that my whereabouts would be exposed, so I wanted to sweep the tail."

Lin Zhi: "..."

Sure enough, there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not fast.

Listen, what the hell is that talking about.

He understood Shen Huan's good intentions, and he probably wanted to say a scene to dispel Lin Zhi's discomfort that might be in his heart, but it's a pity that he hasn't been in contact with anyone for a long time, this scene is really not beautiful.

It was as if he, Lin Zhi, wanted to rely on him!

Lin Zhi became angry from embarrassment, but she couldn't attack it yet, so she could only suppress her forced smile and said, "Fellow Daoist said it very well."

So Shen Huan arranged the formation again in a decent manner, and inadvertently messed up the restrictions imposed by Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi pinched her nose and repeated the procedure again, deeply feeling that she was like an old mother who watched her child break the bowl, couldn't beat or scold her, and even praised her "hands-on ability".

When Shen Huan came back, he praised in a loving mother's tone: "Fellow Daoist is really careful."

He praised sincerity. At this time, Shen Huan was a little tender after all. He had been neglected and humiliated a lot since he was a child, but no one really praised him well. His eyes were a little unnatural at the moment, and he said humbly:

"Should be."

Lin Zhi's smile remained unchanged, and she quietly complained to the system: "I feel embarrassed for him."

The system pondered: "Then let me thank you for the protagonist?"

Lin Zhi: "..." What a broken system.

After some polite greetings that they knew each other well, Shen Huan sat down cross-legged, practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, while Lin Zhi lay paralyzed on the ground full of fine broken stones, watching over him.

His injury was really not serious, but fortunately the Thousand Petal Lotus was well-deserved, after taking one petal, although the wound on the flesh didn't improve much, his breathing eased a lot obviously.And some of the toxins that had troubled him for so many years were also driven away.

The system reported to Lin Zhi: "The protagonist has blocked most of the meridians, and it has been widened."

Lin Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that the plot has not collapsed to the point of irreversibility.

Only halfway through the breath, Shen Huan, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, suddenly frowned, his chest heaved violently, and black blood gradually oozes from the corners of his mouth.

His complexion also became visibly sluggish.

Lin Zhi was shocked: "What happened to him?"

The system is not surprised: "The first detoxification, the reaction is a bit intense, the host does not need to worry."

Lin Zhi glanced at the dying Shen Huan, thinking that the system might have misunderstood the words "a little bit fierce".

It's just a misunderstanding. As a disabled person of level nine or nine who can't take care of himself, he can't go against the human design and rush over to get Shen Huan's pulse. He can only exclaim anxiously:

"Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"

Shen Huan drove his spiritual power, rushed towards the blockage of the meridian, and used the sharp pain to keep himself awake for the last time, saying: "I'm fine."

But I was thinking in my heart, I made a mistake.

For the three nearby cities, Thousand Flowers Secret Realm is the only place where Thousand Petal Lotuses can be obtained. The cultivators in the Qi Refining Period catch a lot of them, and the demand is huge, but this thing only produces so many every ten years. There is no price.

At least for the monks in the secret realm at the moment, it is worth risking their lives to grab it.

Shen Huan didn't have a storage ring right now, and couldn't cover up the breath of the thousand-petal lotus, so he decided to take it in the secret realm.

I don't want this thing to look pure, but inside it is unrestrained. Its medicinal properties are so fierce that others are fine after taking it, but his sickly body can't bear such a violent impact at all.

After a little bit of sweetness at the beginning, it is doubly painful.

His body couldn't bear it, so for now, he had no choice but to let the profusion that had been entrenched for a long time bear it.

The body was overwhelmed, Shen Huan had no time to take care of his patient friend, and closed his eyes again, mobilizing his thin spiritual power over and over again, trying to wrap the medicine power and make it for his own use.

However, the rushing medicinal power was like a wild horse, his spiritual power was weak, and he often collapsed after dragging that person for a few steps.After tossing and tossing for a long time, before he could do anything to "Fun Fun", let him suffer a lot of tearing pain.

And the spiritual power, which was not much at all, gradually dried up in this repeated toss.

Sweat began to ooze from Shen Huan's forehead, but after suffering for so many years, his state of mind was far beyond comparison.He looked inside at the spirit power that had shrunk by half and the medicine power that was still rampant. Instead of panicking, he was stimulated by the hostility accumulated over the years. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a little spirit from the fragile meridians. Power, regardless of the pain that screamed for existence all over the body, drove the remaining spiritual power to rush towards the medicinal power.

He absolutely, absolutely cannot die here.

This time he exhausted all his strength, but fortunately, the arrogance of the medicinal power seemed to be suppressed by his desperate momentum, and he was really caught by his remaining spiritual power. Once he retreated, he retreated. On the "colorful" poison.

The pain, which was much stronger than before, exploded in his body like fireworks, and Shen Huan's consciousness became blurred for a while, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

He vaguely heard a sigh, and then, he didn't know if he was numb from the pain or what, he felt in a trance that the pain that was going to crush him seemed to have subsided a little.

Lin Zhi carefully observed Shen Huan's expression, and confirmed that he really didn't know anything at this moment, then moved his head back to the original place with confidence, and said to the system with lingering fear:

"I'm really afraid he's dead."

The system comforted him: "He is the protagonist, he cannot die."

Just as Lin Zhi wanted to ask what happened, he heard him bluntly say: "And even if we really die, we can do it again."

Lin Zhi: "????"

He was shocked: "You didn't say that at first!"

The system was surprised: "Isn't this what it should be?"

Lin Zhi vowed to defend his legal rights to the death, and said in a sonorous tone, "Of course not, this is another price."

The system murmured: "How much spirit stone does your lord offer?"

"One..." Lin Zhi wanted to say [-] million subconsciously, but fortunately, he reacted in time and changed his words, "[-] million is not enough."

For the first time, the system is easy to speak: "This is easy to say, but the protagonist is about to wake up."

Lin Zhi quickly stopped talking, and sat up with force, showing that the injury had improved a little, and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, are you alright?"

Shen Huan sized him up for a while, seeing that his face turned pale by more than [-]% just by moving like this, and thinking that in so many years, no high-ranking monk had indeed successfully sneaked into the Thousand Flowers Secret Realm, so he was relieved. doubts, attribute the sigh he just "heard" to his own illusion,

The two of them were in the same condition right now, so he couldn't help but take off his guard a bit, and said politely: "Fellow Daoist Lao, worry, I'm much better now."

Lin Zhi smiled weakly: "That's good."

So he lay back exhausted again.

Shen Huan was really seriously injured, and he cared about each other with his patient, then closed his eyes, concentrated on practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, and gradually immersed himself in it, more or less ignoring the surrounding environment, and didn't feel that the time was hard.

On the other side, Lin Zhi had been lying on the cold and hard ground for so long, and he had already begun to regret the decision he made without thinking about it in the first place.

He moved his body very restrainedly, only feeling that he was not sick at first, but at this moment he was covered in pain all over his body, and said listlessly:

"Why should I pretend to be sick?"

System: "I don't know."

He probably felt sorry for Lin Zhi, so he softened his tone and said, "The Thousand Flowers Secret Realm only blooms for ten days..."

Lin Zhi felt that the sky was about to collapse: "Ten days left??"

The system paused: "The thousand-petal lotus has been picked by someone. Generally speaking, most monks will leave early. In about two or three days, the protagonist can take the remaining thousand-petal lotus out, and adults can too." Go away with him."

Lin Zhi said quietly: "You don't understand, things with the protagonist's participation are impossible."

The author has something to say: Take my name and your surname, Licheng.

Then they are legal couples.

Lin Zhi: I think Bu Xing.

Shen Huan: You can have this.