Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

After Ye Fei ate the two fruits, he was still unsatisfied, and looked eagerly at Meng Cang: "Where did you pick it?"

Meng Cang concealed his experience of investigating Zhong Bieli's location just now, and only said: "There are two of them on the tree."

Leaning against the pillars in the mourning hall, Ye Fei adjusted his kneeling posture so that the body would not be so tired.

"Uncle Meng, who have you guarded the spirit for?"

Meng Cang thought for a while: "No."

If someone in the sect dies, the rest of the disciples will put a stick of incense in front of his extinguished soul lamp. If the relationship is good, a few more sticks will be placed.

Ye Fei was very interested in the background introduction that was omitted in the original book, so he leaned over to Meng Cang and asked, "Then, if relatives, friends and family members pass away, how about you?"

Meng Cang looked at his little face illuminated by the candle, and said in a calm voice, "Sit quietly, meditate, and retrace the past."

When the master died, he stayed awake for 58 days, sitting quietly on the desolate frost cliff every night, looking down at the moon, until the north wind howled that year, and the spring flowers bloomed in another year.

Ye Fei patted his thigh: "How uncomfortable you are, you must not hold back when you have something on your mind. Let me tell you, just eat and drink, eat and drink more, sleep more, and let the time go to sleep, and it will be natural. Don't think too much, put that person's Keep things out of your sight..."

His remarks were a bit strange, Meng Cang asked back: "You are so?"

Ye Fei took a deep breath, thinking of Li Jun's many experiences after being stabbed to death by himself, he wanted to scold him, the aggrieved labor was not because of you.

Reality is forcing maturity.

Ye Fei said awkwardly: "Occasionally, like this."

He retracted his head into the cloak and lowered his eyes to Meng Cang.

On the bright side, he was still a weak young man who had just lost his mother, so he couldn't swing back and forth, spit on a casual topic.

In a word, he still wants a face.

Ye Fei recalled the first day Li Jun passed away, he returned to the Temple of the Gods with a happy face, cleared all the old departments, and was left standing alone among the red tent lights.

The smile gradually dimmed as the clouds fluttered in the vault of God.

On the second day, he took away all of Li Jun's old things and locked them in his mustard mustard.

On the third day, he was wandering around in the temple, and found a purple bamboo flute that had not been delivered in the bedroom of that person.

He once coquettishly said that he wanted to learn to play the tune and play that tune with him.Li Jun taught him the technique and promised to give him a new flute.

On the fourth day, he sat on the roof of the side hall, hugged his knees, buried his head between his knees, and sat quietly for a whole day.

On the fifth day, facing the pool of water, he scrubbed the lotus lantern, which was not dusty, with his hands little by little.

On the sixth day, with the monster spider and monster shark on his back, he hid in the room, blocked the sound, and clumsily pressed the purple bamboo flute with his fingers, hoping to make the same flute sound as someone else.

Seventh day...eighth day...ninth day...

Until 3000 years later, the Tao of Heaven said: [The godhead of Qiyunzi has become a human being in the lower realm. 】

The light of the burning candle gradually disappeared in front of my eyes, and only the gentle breathing of the young Taoist priest remained in my ears.

Morning came with a drowsy headache, and a ray of sunlight shone into the house from outside.

Ye Fei covered his head and got up from the bed.

Really careless.

After several days in the lower realm, he fell into a coma without any warning.

He turned his eyes and saw Meng Cang sitting at the tea table in the outer room, his clothes were a little wrinkled, the same clothes he wore last night.

Ye Fei got up and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and came to Meng Cang's side: "Master, why am I sleeping here?"

Meng Cang turned his head and gave him a faint smile: "I see you kneeling hard."

Ye Fei glanced at the saber he placed on the table, and asked in surprise, "Uncle Master is going out at this time?"

Meng Cang replied: "I promised a friend that I will return in three days, and I will go back today to settle the matter."

After answering, he looked into Ye Fai's eyes again, and added: "I'll come back when I go, the sword stays behind."

Ye Fai wasn't worried that he would never return, but that his friend at the bottom of the mountain...wasn't he the shopkeeper Wang he pretended to be?

Going back now, where can I see anyone...

Ye Fen was a little guilty, afraid of being seen out, so he deliberately changed the topic: "Master, I didn't say anything nonsense last night, did I?"

The man stayed up all night after seeing him, so he was here to guard him.

Ye Fei just asked casually, and didn't think he could talk in sleep, but his question made Meng Cang's expression froze for a moment.

"No."

Do not believe!

Ye Fei swore to see the hesitant expression on Meng Cang's face, even though it disappeared soon.

isn't it?

Is he really talking in his sleep?

What did you say?

God is this stupid X?

Ye Fei felt that this sentence was the most likely.

Sleep talk is subconscious, his subconscious must most want to scold Heaven! !

"there is nothing."

Seeing Ye Fen's suspicious eyes, Meng Cang said helplessly.

There's nothing, the subtext is okay, that's what there is!And it's so cool!

Ye Fei had an inquiring expression on his face.

If it wasn't for the fear of hurting Meng Cang's genius brain, he really wanted to use the soul search technique immediately.

He is the boss of the villain, the leader of all the villains, there is a lot of tossing spells in his stomach, and there is no need to recreate them on the spot!

"What the hell am I saying..." Ye Fei's heart was hardened, he turned around abruptly, intending to ask directly:

The table was empty, except for a long sword.

Wei Wei probed, and the owner of the long sword had already walked down the mountain.

Ye Fei: "..."

The villain boss touched his face worriedly.

He knew that this boy's face was not beautiful, so he could at most call it pure and cute, so he couldn't run so fast, like hiding from a tigress...

Down the mountain.

Meng Cang quickly skipped over the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, while constantly controlling himself, not to think about what happened last night.

However, concentration always has a certain limit, the more he refuses to recall, the easier it is for him to think.

Thinking of last night, the young man fell into his arms, his fair little face was huddled in the cloak, half-hidden, and his closed eyes were circled.

He thought he was sleeping peacefully, picked up the boy, flew away, and carried him into the other's bedroom.

The moment the boy's head touched the pillow, he let go of the grip on his sleeves, rolled over like a snowball, turned his back to the curtain, and fell into a trance.

Meng Cang smiled slightly, tucked the quilt up for him, and did what a senior uncle should do. After that, he got up and wanted to guard outside the door.

"Li Jun..."

In the quiet night, this soft dream language clearly entered Meng Cang's ears.

Pear... pear chrysanthemum?

Meng Cang suspected that the boy was still thinking about the fruit he ate, so he leaned closer and leaned over.

Sure enough, the young man hugged the pillow under his head again, and muttered again: "Li Jun...your hair is pressing on me..."

Meng Cang was dumbfounded, and gently untied the boy's hair that was accidentally entangled between the pillows, and then removed the extra pillows.

Li Jun.

It was the name that the boy had written on the paper, and he didn't want him to read it carefully...

Meng Cang suddenly had infinite thoughts:

Li Jun, who is it?

Is it the child who grew up with the teenager?

Or, it's someone else...or, it's not a person...

Meng Cang looked at the young Ye Fai with more complicated eyes.

Although, this is due to the fact that the other party is an extremely complicated existence.

Originally, no matter who he is, what the final outcome is, and the end of the matter, he will be a fan of flying across the mountains and rivers he has passed.

But now, Meng Cang rarely has a trace of confusion in his eyes.

For many years, the heart lake is like a mirror, and the crescent moon hangs on the head.

It seems that a small miscellaneous stone flew over the mirror lake last night and fell into the smooth lake surface. Immediately, a circle of small ripples, with more and more water patterns, swept the entire heart lake.

The author has something to say:

Let me give you a little spoiler

Ye Ye's villain's life began with an oath, and will end with an oath.

I can only tell you that the first oath was made immediately, and the second oath was Meng Cang.

I think the second oath is the most domineering passage I have ever written, really, really domineering.