I play all the villains alone [Transmigration Book]

When Lin Zhi asked this sentence, an unfounded answer had already appeared in his mind, and the system's silence added a bit of authenticity to the answer.He couldn't help holding his breath slightly, and asked in a low voice:

"Is it... Shen Huan?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he himself felt ridiculous, but the response from the system was silence.

He did not object.

Lin Zhi was stunned, and subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Up to this moment, he still didn't understand anything.It turns out that at that moment at the end of the tunnel, what is gradually mottled with time is not history at all, but prophecy.

Prophecy for Shen Huan.

Or in other words, fate.

He will live forever, he will become famous, and he will be the only god in this world.

but……

Lin Zhi closed his eyes, thinking of Shen Huan's last look of relief imprinted in his heart.

But he will never be happy.

Is this fate?How could a story he accidentally wrote end like this?

He was a little dazed for a while, recalled the content of the biography, struggled to pick out useful information from the blurred words on the screen, and suddenly said:

"Wait! Why is it different here?"

The system asked softly, "What's different?"

Lin Zhi frowned slightly: "If I remember correctly, it said that he fled to the edge of the devil's abyss, but in fact it was..."

In fact, Shen Huan had no time to escape because he wanted to wash away his stigma.

Of course, the so-called prophecy does not necessarily have to match everything, but he immediately remembered that there was more than one discrepancy between the above text and the reality.

There is no mention of his cruel master in the biography;

According to the biography, it was the "elders of the family" who drove Shen Huan to a dead end, but Ming Yan was the only one on the fighting stage.

It's just that there are so many mistakes and omissions in the small part of the text that he can see clearly, so it's not possible that all the blurred paragraphs are correct.

Can such a "prophecy" full of loopholes really be inscribed at the entrance of the mysterious and eerie Tianguang Ruins?If it is a conspiracy, which one has such great ability?

Or……

Lin Zhi strangely remembered a question he had asked the system earlier.

He lowered his eyes, and his jaw line was slightly tense, which actually added a bit of sharpness to his naturally gentle and coquettish appearance.He asked again:

"Can you tell me where 'drama' comes from?"

The system replied after a while: "Didn't the adults already guess it?"

Lin Zhi nodded, "Okay."

System: "Are you angry?"

There was just the right amount of concern in the voice.

Lin Zhi almost laughed angrily at him.He turned around, perhaps because he was used to the sense of power brought by the surging spiritual power in his body. After being sealed off, he always felt indescribably weak in his limbs, as if his bones had been pulled out. I felt better leaning against the wall.

He sneered, "How dare I, boss."

The "prison cell" in Jingming Mountain is located in the shade of the mountain, with insufficient sunlight all year round, and the windows are also stingy. With his back against the wall, he is almost trapped in the faint darkness.

The faint cold air slowly wrapped him up, and the fire in his heart seemed to be irresistible, and gradually extinguished.

Lin Zhifa would be stunned, and asked calmly, "Is the plot important?"

System: "Yes, very important."

Lin Zhi let out a "huh" and said, "Don't you think you are contradictory? If you must follow the so-called plot, you should tell me from the beginning, look at it now, it's all messed up..." He paused, at least he chose a civilized and implicit way of saying, "What a mess it is."

The master-student relationship is about to come out.

System: "Is there a difference?"

Lin Zhimo said silently, "That's right."

The system probably also saw his impatience, and changed the subject: "Sir, do you want to leave now?"

His voice is always gentle and calm, but the speed of speech is a little faster.Lin Zhi heard a little uneasiness miraculously.

There is also a very light, flattering meaning.

——Yes, at this moment, the vague malice is gone again.

It seemed that what happened just now was just an illusion that occurred when he was suffering from persecution paranoia.

In particular, Lin Zhi could feel that the system was not acting, and he really didn't want him to be angry.

Lin Zhi wondered, is split personality a good thing for fashion value?Even the whole system?

He was distracted and didn't answer the system's question immediately. The system became more cautious when he spoke again. He explained in vain:

"I didn't tell my lord because I didn't want my lord to be too exhausted. You can leave as long as you finish the plot on the bright side of Qing Ji."

After all, she is a flower of Gaoling with a bright appearance, so all the shady things must be done secretly.

Lin Zhi pierced him expressionlessly and said, "If you really think so, you should send me away after my story is over."

He said these words with confidence, and in fact, he felt that he was a bit embarrassed, but the system did not refute him after listening to him, but apologized seriously:

"Feel sorry."

Lin Zhi turned her head sullenly: "Oh."

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the stagnant air in front of him was slowly flowing, and when he turned around, he saw a handsome and gentle young man standing in front of him.

——The speed is quite fast. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The man lowered his head slightly, smiled gently, and said, "If the host is not happy, then..."

Lin Zhi didn't give him face: "I have no strength."

The system was stuck, and he looked up at him in a daze.

Lin Zhi also looked at him.

Looking at it, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

The human figure that has been systematized is not solid, and the whole body exudes a faint white light. Even with a gentle smile on the face, it feels alienated, as if it does not belong to this world.

Lin Zhi raised his chin slightly, and said, "You change your body..." He thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to gesture in the air, "You are a system with such clothes, you understand me?"

The system apologized to him sincerely, did not ask anything, and changed clothes on the spot.

So Lin Zhi saw a man with long hair tied up and wearing a white shirt and black trousers.

Lin Zhi commanded again: "Cut your hair."

The system glanced at him faintly, and did a refreshing short hair according to the words.

He was obviously a little bit at a loss, but he was neutralized by the strong bookishness on his body, and this bit of bewilderment turned into a faint greenness, which was not against harmony.

Lin Zhi lazily leaned against the wall, stared at him for a while, then stood up straight again, and walked around him slowly,

Lin Zhi said lightly: "Okay, let's accept the magic power."

system:"??"

Lin Zhi waved his hand impatiently: "Go back."

The system rolled obediently, and asked in his mind: "Is your lord not angry?"

Lin Zhi: "Can being angry get you out of my mind?"

System: "After your lord leaves this world, he will naturally unbind me." Before he finished speaking, he reacted quickly and asked in surprise, "Aren't you leaving?"

Lin Zhi leaned against the wall as if she had no bones, and said bluntly, "What's none of your business?"

Of course he has to stay, he has to watch Shen Huan.

The system held back for a moment, and said, "The fate of Daoist Qingji is not very good." @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Lin Zhili said confidently: "Then you won't change my identity?"

The system cautiously: "But..."

"I know I can't be a good person anymore," Lin Zhi interrupted him very charismatically, "You can figure it out, I'm going to the Demon Realm."

—He seems to have forgotten who is the boss.

The system did not dare to resist: "Oh." @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Lin Zhi had long been used to his demeanor of bullying and fearing violence, but for some reason now, hearing his weak voice, he felt a little uncomfortable.

So he stretched his face and asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will take the plot sideways again?"

The system asked blankly, "Does your lord have any?"

Lin Zhi choked, and he was finally sure that this hot chicken system was a little deaf and blind.

He didn't give up, and asked in an unnecessary way: "Shen Huan is bent, do you really think there's nothing wrong with it?"

The system was taken aback, and smiled lightly: "Yes, I think there is nothing wrong with it."

Lin Zhi remained silent, her eyes fixed on a point of nothingness in mid-air, and her mind began to wander.

It's "I feel" okay, not really okay.

Maybe he thought too much, Lin Zhi thought.He always felt that the system itself had a split view of the "plot".

On the one hand, he has an inexplicable obsession with the so-called plot. In order for the plot to go smoothly, he even controls Lin Zhi's behavior—for example, he slapped Shen Huan with all his strength many years ago, for example, he just blocked Lin Zhi's His spiritual power made him "choose" to watch Shen Huan jump into the devil's abyss indifferently.

But on the other hand, he was contradictory, acting as if he didn't care much about the plot.Ren Linzhi rescued Song Chenbi, and turned a blind eye to his occasional outrageous behavior, and he didn't even care about the protagonist's bending—no, not only did he not care.

Lin Zhi thought about it and came to a conclusion: he even liked it.

The whole one fine point.

Just like his attitude towards Lin Zhi.

Weird.

Oh, by the way, he also "looks" exactly like Shen Huan.

Shen Huan...

Lin Zhi sighed silently, and lowered her voice: "If starting over is just to repeat the same mistakes, then what's the point in starting over?"

No one answered.

The appearance of Shen Huan when he came to see him for the last time appeared in front of his eyes again. He stood quietly at the door and looked at him without saying a word.

But Lin Zhi could imagine what he looked like.

Gentle, bearing like jade, body like pine, eyes dark and heavy, not like the innocence of youth, there is nothing in it, only the emotions in it, let him know at a glance.

In a trance, it overlapped with his dream many years ago, as if he could easily get it in this world that he didn't even dare to think about in reality.

It's so similar, even if Shen Huan was written by Lin Zhi after that person, he still feels that the similarity is too much.

In Shen Huan's body now, he couldn't find any trace of his withdrawn and cold heart when he first met him.

As if the existence of this world is to fill his regret.

Being watched with forbearance and nostalgia by such a person who has grown up according to his aesthetics, who can not be tempted?

pity.

Lin Zhi raised his hand, and his cumbersome white sleeves fluttered, creating a small gust of wind, which instantly blew away the slight obsession in his eyes.

Unfortunately, after all, not alone.

He knew who he was beating for.