Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

The maid in charge of receiving applicants took the two to the designated rest area and briefly introduced the rules and procedures to the two.

When leaving, the maidservant turned her head frequently with red eyes and red cheeks.

As a woman, she should have looked at the handsome dark blue man with strong clothing, but she couldn't help but look at the pretty woman in white again and again.

Needless to say, the handsome young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sharp edges and corners, deep facial features, well-proportioned body, is a very standard righteous sword repair appearance.

When the man arrived, he took the initiative to wipe the table and bench for the girl, and also took on the work of rubbing ink. Seriously, beautiful and gentle, and not looking at other girls, it is simply the ideal type in the minds of young girls.

But with such jewels ahead, the handmaid who received the applicants still couldn't completely focus on the man.

The pretty woman in white wears a veil and a simple bun.

Because of her face covering, the maid didn't even know what a pretty woman looked like.

But the pretty woman has white skin than snow, and her eyebrows are like a crescent moon. Especially the exposed eyes, black and white, the eye waves are very attractive. The woman's eyelashes are long, thick and curled, which makes the woman's pure and innocent three-point alienation, two-point coldness, but also a little bit of demon.

Whenever she met her eyes, the maid felt like a butterfly flapping its wings in her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

It's a pity that she still has to work, can't enjoy such a good color, the maid's face is a pity.

"Don't be so nervous, relax." Bai Yuming glanced at Mo Shulin, who was warning the surroundings with his eyes, and carefully filled out his surname with a brush.

It's a pity that the brush is his fault, and no matter how hard he tries, he still writes that white character crookedly.

Everyone who comes to the scene will get a piece of paper with a hundred questions printed on it.

The topics are all about what do you like to eat and how many people in your family have personal interests or basic knowledge.

Participants first fill in the answers according to their real situation. The two can exchange answers on the spot, first memorizing each other's information. After going on stage, 30 questions will be drawn from the number of audience shouting on the spot, and the young man will read the questions again according to the number, and let both men and women answer each.

This gameplay is really not difficult, and anyone with a better memory can pass.

But one person will remember one hundred pieces of information of another person in his mind, and he will be affected by one hundred pieces of information all the time in the future. The underground consciousness of dripping water and piercing rocks caters to the other person's preferences, even ordinary friends will change their tastes.

This answering game itself is a public welfare activity aimed at promoting mutual understanding between men and women and increasing the marriage rate.

The venue even provided tables, chairs and benches for men and women to sit together to facilitate the exchange of answers, exchange and recite, and allow men and women to analyze themselves and discuss how to better record these hundred pieces of personal information into each other's mind.

"I can't help but be nervous. Master, see for yourself, how many people are watching you." Mo Shulin met a certain pair of greedy eyes, and immediately stared back.

The man noticed Mo Shulin's fierce gaze, and felt that he couldn't beat Mo Shulin, so he narrowed slightly.

"But your nervousness will speed up digestion, and the time will be shorter. If you use force, this time will be even shorter." Bai Yuming said vaguely.

Mo Shulin was still very angry, but after hearing Bai Yuming's words, he could only forcefully converge.

This person Bai Yuming dropped all the serious demon-killing and guarding skills, but he was very proficient in these disorganized side sects.

Just now, Bai Yuming changed his costume, and came three, four, five, six spells without repetition.

An ancient tomb school was also set up to escape the world. It is said that there are only two of them left in the Tomb Sect. Bai Yuming is still the master, and Mo Shulin is her young disciple. Others still follow the background of Yuexuefeng, with little changes, but they are justified and very convincing.

Mo Shulin's body is only ten years old, so naturally he can't just use ordinary illusions.

But what Mo Shulin couldn't think of was that Bai Yuming actually took out all kinds of strange herbs.

Among them is a special poisonous weed called Cunbaitou. Taking an inch of white head from eating an inch of grass can make people gray-haired. After this herb is eaten into the stomach, mortals will quickly make people aging and die, but it is no different from death over the years, and it is difficult to distinguish between gods.

It was Mo Shulin who ate this kind of herbal medicine, and the proportion of the herbal medicine was specially controlled by Bai Yuming, which accurately made him grow to the appearance of 23 years old. Take some other herbs later to relieve the effect.

There are even more ways to cover up the cultivation base, and all magic tools and Lingcao techniques are available.

At that time, Mo Shulin couldn't help asking Bai Yuming why he was so proficient in disguise.

Bai Yuming Youyou gave an answer that he couldn't understand: "It's not that I am proficient, it is the force of survival."

Mo Shulin: "..."

He has even more reason to suspect that Yuede Immortal Venerable has been replaced by rabbits.

A new man cast a blatant look at him, and he almost walked directly to Bai Yuming and introduced himself. The woman next door didn't care, she kept looking at Bai Yuming, and even cast her eyes at Bai Yuming.

Mo Shulin saw the winking eyes and immediately held the hilt in his hand: "..."

"Don't be idle, come and write for me." Bai Yuming was really worried that Mo Shulin would shoot the case on impulse.

He simply pushed the brush and paper in front of Mo Shulin, distracting Mo Shulin's attention.

Mo Shulin saw the crooked "white" on the paper, looked at the immortal and alluring Master, and obediently picked up the brush.

Humph! He can't hide his master's strengths, but he alone knows his weaknesses.

He is the most special one beside his master.

Others can only look at it.

Mo Shulin worked hard and decisively wrote red in the color Master liked, imagining that he is the person who knows Master the best in the world, and no one can take away his Master.

"I like green." Bai Yuming reminded in a low voice.

"Impossible." Mo Shulin retorted subconsciously, but remembering that this is a preference topic, he couldn't help asking, "Didn't the master say to fill in the truth?"

This way, you don't need to memorize it again, and you can tell the answer in the shortest time.

"It's true. I really like green more." Bai Yuming's face was serious, "Is it weird that rabbits like green?"

It is full of appetite every time it sees green, and can't help but eat a big bite.

Mo Shulin thought about it carefully and found it reasonable, so he could only cross out the red letter and fill in the green letter.

Seeing that there was a question about the color of the clothes he liked, Mo Shulin couldn't help asking: "Then what color clothes do you like?"

Is it always red this time?

"White or black." Bai Yuming gave an answer that Mo Shulin couldn't think of, "I like plain dressing."

Mo Shulin almost smashed the pen in his hand, asking in disbelief, "Then why does the master wear red every day?"

"..." How should Bai Yuming explain that the previous Bai Yuming liked red, so the clothes were all red.

And he is not the Bai Yuming in the article, and he doesn't want to be an OOC role, so many things outside of his body are still using what they used to be.

Bai Yuming can only rub his nose and talk nonsense solemnly, "Buy new clothes for the New Year, red and festive. Other days are reluctant to pay, but...they are all red."

"No. I think you have many kinds of red." Mo Shulin didn't know what he was fighting for.

But as long as he thought that he didn't know Bai Yuming as much as he thought, Mo Shulin felt a sense of crisis of losing his status.

"It's not many kinds of red, but it has faded and dyed." Bai Yuming said helplessly, "Actually, the five clothes I usually wear are all cut from the same batch of cloth."

Mo Shulin: "..."

No wonder, except for the color, the embroidery work of different colors is not much different. Mo Shulin thought that Bai Yuming was so devoted and only looking for the same embroiderer. Now it seems that it is the same batch of clothes bought from the same embroiderer.

"Master's zodiac?" Mo Shulin asked. This question cannot be guessed.

"It belongs to the rabbit." Bai Yuming said, a little embarrassed to point to the first line of the surname, "There is still a jade word missing."

His surname is Baiyu.

Mo Shulin couldn't believe the truth in Bai Yuming's mouth now, "Master, they all call you white..." Elder.

The last two words hindered the people around, Mo Shulin did not say anything.

"Madam, her surname is Baiyu, why did she get her surname Bai when she came to me?" Bai Yuming thought many people knew this simple logic.

His former owner was Bai Yufengyue, so the Baiyu in his name naturally followed Mrs. Baiyu's surname.

"But..." Mo Shulin felt that he had caught something faintly, but he didn't want to understand for a while.

"This question is a bit complicated. You may understand when you grow up." Bai Yuming nodded the surname line, "Write it down."

Mo Shulin: "..."

What grows up and not grows up is nothing more than benefits.

Those who hate demonic repairs, those with red eyes, and those who think that they are prestigious and decent, certainly don't want Bai Yuming to be overbearing under the name of Mrs. Bai Yu. That's why Bai Yuming's real surname was deprived.

Ye Qingling didn't seem to know the real situation, but Shangguan Zhuqing didn't necessarily know it.

But some things are a bit complicated, as Bai Yuming said.

Compared to those big families with intertwined roots, Bai Yuming's solitude is indeed low-key. To Bai Yuming's cultivation base, he no longer needs to rely on other families, but also needs to cut all cause and effect, break through the shackles, and reach the top of the cultivator continent.

Everyone knows how to choose eternal life and last name. Bai Yuming asked others to call him Elder Bai, obviously he didn't care about this name.

I don’t know if I don’t write it.

Mo Shulin found that the Bai Yuming he saw was an illusion, and the more he wrote, the more he felt about recognizing Bai Yuming.

During the period of contact, Mo Shulin felt that the information was indeed more realistic.

It's not that he can't accept it, but it still made Mo Shulin a huge self-doubt, and he couldn't believe his judgment ability.

After finally writing a hundred articles, Mo Shulin was about to collapse.

"Hey, don't blame you." Bai Yuming comforted.

It was his fault that he didn't dare to OOC role.

That's why Bai Yuming had the courage to propose to fill in according to his true character preferences. The bigger the gap, the less I can believe that he is that Yuede Immortal Venerable.

Mo Shulin was really shocked. While holding another blank form, he couldn't help but said, "Doesn't Master know how to watch the sky at night? I want to know how Master knows me."

Bai Yuming: "..."

The child clearly hopes to find some psychological balance from him.

Unfortunately, Mo Shulin was destined to be disappointed.

"I don't know it, but I know the basic information." Bai Yuming sorted out the veil and coughed lightly.

After all, he is an important supporting role, and he has some impression of Mo Shulin's setting.

Mo Shulin looked at the 100 pieces in his hand and felt that the questions on the paper were basic information. So he knows Master in his own way, but doesn't he even know the basic information about Master?

He was suddenly more frustrated.

"Your surname is Mo, you are the second child, and you have an older brother." Bai Yuming's first sentence was interrupted by Mo Shulin.

"Impossible, my parents have only one child." Mo Shulin frowned. It's just that his voice is not so firm, with a touch of panic, and inexplicably have many thoughts in his heart.

"In a sense, your parents are indeed only you a living child." Bai Yuming did not deny it.

When it comes to parents and family, Mo Shulin never makes a joke.

He grabbed Bai Yuming's hand, eager to get the truth from Bai Yuming's mouth.

"Have you ever thought about why you are alive?" Bai Yuming's voice was still faint, "So many people, so many incidents, hiding anywhere, all can't escape. Only you are left."

In Feiyun Valley, no matter how loyal servants were, it was impossible not to hide their children. The smiling face and the white head did evil more than once, but after so many hells on earth, only Mo Shulin survived.

Author setting is one aspect, but on the other hand, there must be a reason that may not be so reasonable, but there must be an absolute reason.

"Fan." Mo Shulin had an answer without thinking about it.

The smiling and white-headed soul-catching flag is very evil, even the smiling and white-headed can't completely control it.

But according to Bai Yuming's statement, the reason why he was able to survive was not the magic weapon or luck. It was his brother who was not alive who left a trace of reason and let him go?

But this statement is more unbelievable than luck.

Outside, Bai Yuming didn't say much, and continued with the previous topic.

"You are a snake, like black, like sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, like to think calmly, hate noisy, hate very strong fragrance, hate thick drinks."

"I like meat very much, as long as it is delicious. You like the feeling of eating meat in large mouthfuls, it's very relaxing."

"What you are best at is neither a sword nor a punch. It is a weapon such as a whip that can bind and restrict the enemy's movement. But you think the whip is too damn, and you adjusted it the day after tomorrow.

...

Hearing Bai Yuming count down one by one, Mo Shulin was extremely shocked.

If he were really a ten-year-old child, he would sneer at these words, thinking that Bai Yuming was talking nonsense, thinking that he would be different when he grows up.

But he is not a real ten-year-old kid.

Mo Shulin clearly knows the strengths and weaknesses, understands his own personality, and knows what he will become in the future, so he is more aware of the terrifying aspects of Bai Yuming.

So, Bai Yuming knew that he would become a magic repair in the future, right?

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