Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

As the night fell, the cave just became lively.

The orange flame licked the bottom of the pot, the soup was bubbling, corn, kelp, and potato chips tumbling in the red soup.

The pot is full, the hole is warm, and the heart is full and warm.

Mo Shulin liked this kind of atmosphere very much. Although there was only a fat rabbit around him, the atmosphere of eating together made him feel that there were others around him, not moving forward alone.

There is a saying among mortals that a man's lifelong pursuit is his wife and children.

Mo Shulin once felt that this was something a person with no ambitions said to cover up his ordinary incompetence.

In the previous life, he violated the family vow for revenge, not only staying alive but also becoming a magic repair. In order to be famous in the Demon Realm, he ignored a lot of things that made his conscience uneasy, and also killed many demon repairs. Those magic repairs were indeed damned, but they also dyed his hands and his heart black.

When he reached the tribulation period, he became the second demon sovereign of the demon realm, near the peak.

Mo Shulin was sitting in the huge palace and suddenly realized that he seemed to have everything, but he didn't own anything.

Even if he reached the height of the second Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, he was actually just a family destroyed, and no one cared about his anger, sorrow, and joy.

He did sit in a high position, but there were only people around him who wanted to kill him to replace him, only people who flattered and wanted to benefit from him, and only people who opened their mouths and said that they loved him and wanted to sit on the throne of Madam Demon to enjoy the glory and wealth.

There are hundreds of people around, but no one really cares about him.

A piece of hairy belly fell into the bowl, and Mo Shulin looked up at the fat rabbit who was putting duck intestines into the pot.

The fat rabbit noticed Mo Shulin's gaze and said, "This hairy belly is so delicious that it is delicious. Taste it while it's hot."

"Okay." Mo Shulin ate the hairy belly in the bowl, and the sadness in his heart was filled with it.

He did not have it in the previous life, but he has it in this life.

Using magic techniques, the duck intestines were soaked up and down in a boiling clear soup pot, and then put into Mo Shulin's bowl after they were cooked.

"Duck intestines are very refreshing." The Fat Rabbit said that he was greedy, and put the remaining part into his bowl.

In order to accommodate Mo Shulin, he just cooked a clear soup pot, but he added chili to his sauce. It is refreshing, fresh and spicy when eaten in your mouth, and it tastes so good.

"The hot pot is good in winter." The fat rabbit got excited and took out a bottle of green plum wine from the storage bag.

I just poured myself a glass and put some ice in it. Turning my head, I found Mo Shulin looking straight at it.

"Children can't drink it." The fat rabbit knew that Mo Shulin was also greedy for wine. Even if Mo Shulin's mind is a giant, his body is still a child.

Mo Shulin knew that he was a child, so he could only sigh.

After experiencing a diarrhea, Mo Shulin really didn't dare to eat indiscriminately.

They are all ideological adults. Fat rabbits do not feel so guilty when drinking alcohol. After a cup, it hiccups.

If Mo Shulin is a bear kid who doesn't understand why he can't drink, Fat Rabbit will have to think about it for a long time, wondering whether Mo Shulin thinks it is treated differently, thinks it is the teacher's abuse of the apprentice, and what revenge behavior will begin in the future.

Fat Rabbit Chi reads a dozen or twenty scripts every month, and the villain's grudge plot for trivial matters can really come up with dozens of them at random.

Now that Mo Shulin has distinguished right from wrong, Fat Rabbit Chi's heart is relaxed.

But as a friend, Fat Tuji still took out the sour plum soup suitable for children to drink from the storage bag.

"Eating meat is not easy to digest. Let me add something sour and sweet to help digestion." The fat rabbit poured Mo Shulin a cup of sour plum soup.

Mo Shulin took a sip, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Usually it feels too sour to drink it alone, it's great to drink this way today."

"Right. You are right to believe me." Fat Tuji was very happy with Mo Shulin's support.

Seeing the fat rabbit drank another glass of wine, Mo Shulin said his thoughts in his heart with blurred eyes and a little drunkenness, "Master, shall we go out to play tomorrow?"

They can't stay in the mountains like this.

Things in Feiyungu couldn't be changed, so his time in the bipolar gate wouldn't be too long. He had to cultivate a good relationship with Bai Yuming before that.

"Don't go." The fat rabbit refused without thinking, and burped again.

"Why?" Mo Shulin looked at the fat rabbit, his drink volume was not very good, but he still knew to refuse him.

The fat rabbit hugged a wine jar about the same size as his body, and looked at Mo Shulin with his blurred eyes, "You know, every time you call me Master, is it all right?"

Mo Shulin: "..."

But when you think about it, it's really like this since I explained the relationship.

The Fat Rabbit snorted and added: "Others are Zhong Wuyan who has something to do, and Xia Yingchun is nothing. You are a good master who has something to do, and Fat Rabbit is nothing. You can see through you, a stinky man."

Mo Shulin: "..."

I don't know why, although he was called a stinky man, he just wanted to laugh when he saw that it came out of a fat rabbit holding a wine jar.

"The scum man smiles so beautifully." The fat rabbit rubbed his eyes with rabbit paws, it seemed to see Mo Shulin's soul directly through Mo Shulin's body.

Because of the drunkenness, the soul that I saw imaginarily overlapped and separated from the body, which was not very real, but it was very similar to the demon lord with the shallow magic lines on his face in the dream.

The difference is that the demon in front of him is smiling, and his eyes are all petting. The demon in the dream was arrogant and greasy with the poison of President Wen.

"Fat white rabbit, go out." Mo Shulin said with a smile.

"..." The fat rabbit was not really angry, "You want to go out because you want to get close to Yan Qianqian, go to the secret realm, right?"

The secret realm in Yan Qianqian's hand is simply an upgrade copy of the hero Duanmu Jinyan's welfare. As long as he does not die, the secret realm will not be life-threatening.

Duanmu Jinyan used kindness and integrity to overcome obstacles one after another and obtain the fairy secret treasure.

"If possible, I would naturally want to go." Mo Shulin said honestly, "Yan Qianqian still has three places in his hand, I only need one."

He was reborn for the first time, knowing how Duanmu Jinyan obtained the secret treasure and how the fairy secret treasure was useful. How could he be willing to do nothing, let Duanmu Jinyan get something good for nothing.

"No. Everything else can listen to you, but this thing won't happen. How many times have I told you, Duanmu Jinyan can't get close." The fat rabbit was really angry.

And Yan Qianqian had no spare spots in his hands, and those three spots were all given to the protagonist group.

Duanmu Jinyan, Qiu Quanxiang, Yue Zhihan, exactly three.

"Aming, you always say that he can't get close, but you never say why you can't get close?" Mo Shulin said seriously.

The Fat Rabbit opened his mouth and wanted to take this opportunity to tell Mo Shulin everything. However, as soon as it opened its mouth, it felt an invisible resistance controlling it, not letting it make a sound.

Realizing where this resistance might come from, the fat rabbit got a chill on his back.

It turns out that heaven has always existed.

Their fate has a fixed direction from the beginning.

Mo Shulin frowned when he noticed that Fat Rabbit Ji suddenly stiffened.

But Fattu Ji quickly calmed down and said nonsense seriously, "Because you look better than him, and there is no room for two to be beautiful. You two are together, and one person is destined to be sad."

"I'm better-looking than him, you let me avoid him?" Mo Shulin raised his eyebrows.

"Respect the old and love the young." Fat Tuji felt that he couldn't continue the topic, "It's good to go out and play, let's go out and go around."

Go to a place where there is no Yan Qianqian and Duanmu Jinyan.

"Success." Mo Shulin's original intention was to cultivate relationships with the fat rabbit, not to grab those three places.

When he was distracted, there was a white object in Mo Shulin's bowl.

"Come on, eat some pig brains to replenish your brains." Fat Rabbit whispered.

"...I don't want it." Mo Shulin's voice was a little more fearful.

"You don't actually eat pig brains? This is a good thing."

"No." Mo Shulin put the pig's brain into the bowl of the fat rabbit with disgust.

"Okay, don't forget it. I'll put some coriander in it and burn it."

"Don't put it in the clear soup pot!"

"The picky eaters don't grow taller."

"Anyway, I will be higher than the master in the future."

Bai Yuming thought that what Mo Shulin was talking about was looking for business opportunities and looking for clues.

But he didn't want Mo Shulin and him to change their faces.

Mo Shulin changed into an adult, Bai Yuming put on a disciple costume. Both of them didn't hang up cards, but because they showed their cultivation skills during the Qi refining period, everyone regarded them as outer disciples.

It was the first time that Bai Yuming was an outer disciple.

He walked in the small bazaar and looked at the other disciples passing by, feeling very different.

Before, the small bazaar was still in twos and threes, but it was only ten o'clock in the morning today, and the small bazaar stalls were full, and there were several disciples and stall owners discussing cooperation.

Passers-by are in an endless stream. Because of crowding, Bai Yuming was hit on the shoulder several times.

"A lot of people today." Bai Yuming sighed. He never knew there was such a scene at the bipolar gate.

"Well. Every year is the most people during this period of time, and most likely to find good things." Mo Shulin often came to the small market when he was an outside disciple. It is not surprising, "What does Aming like? Buy it for you."

"Use my spirit stone?" Bai Yuming's chin raised slightly.

"Yes." Mo Shulin was not ashamed, but rather proud. "You gave it to me."

"Bing Se." Bai Yuming smiled.

"Others don't have as much luck as me." Mo Shulin has tasted the suffering of poverty, but he will not feel that his pride is damaged because of this little thing.

"Then see if you have any luck today and find good things." Bai Yuming found a stall at random.

It was originally a trading bazaar where the outer disciples were the main group, so things were naturally not good. Something with aura is placed on the table, regardless of whether it is useful or not.

Recently there are so many people, almost every booth is surrounded by two or three disciples.

In the past, Bai Yumingwei only got one sentence from the stall owner.

Bai Yuming prefers this kind of time that no one cares too much about nowadays, compared to the attention when he was wearing red.

This is his life, ordinary days like a student.

Mo Shulin's eyes were good, and he picked the most aura in the booth at a glance. It was a piece of iron with mud in it. There are invisible totem patterns on it, which is very chronological.

"Brother, what is the price for this item?" Mo Shulin asked. Facing disciples with a higher cultivation base than him, they are all called seniors.

The stall owner glanced at it and said: "Junior Brother sincerely wants it, just give me 30 low-grade spirit stones."

This offer is very insincere. Ba Shurong only lost seven low-grade spirit stones. A piece of iron that hadn't even wiped the mud clean but offered 30 low-grade spirit stones.

Bai Yuming looked at it and said nothing. Although the iron piece was a little broken, it had a good aura and should be able to be used for refining.

However, before Mo Shulin started to bargain, someone said, "This is a good thing. I will give out 35 low-grade spirit stones."

Mo Shulin looked at the man helplessly, and at a glance he could tell that the man was a childcare provider who had been looking for a higher price.

Why does he always encounter this kind of thing?

Does he seem to be so cheating?

"Then give it to you." Mo Shulin put the things directly into the nursery's hands.

The nurse stared at the iron piece in his hand for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to play cards so unconventionally.

Bai Yuming didn't understand it before, but after seeing the flat expressions of the stall owner and nursery, he burst into laughter.

The partial student Mo Shulin also said coolly to the nursery, "Give me money. Thirty-five low-grade spirit stones."

Childcare: "..."

"This is a good thing. Do you want to take the good thing away without paying?" Mo Shulin was sincere.

Childcare: "..."

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