Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

When Shen Yan climbed up panting, he was really hungry and thirsty.

He didn't care about his image at all. He sat down on the grass, took out a peach from his bag and started eating it.

After resting for a while, I recovered some strength. It seems that I still need to practice my internal strength so that I won’t look so embarrassed next time.

"Xiao San, is the person who was monitoring us still here?" Shen Yan straightened out his increasingly tattered clothes. It seemed that he had to go buy some clothes first.

[Host, that person is five meters away, on the old tree on the left.] Shen Yan listened to the system's prompt and glanced at it pretending to be indifferent.

The leaves around him rustled. Although the man was hiding very secretly, he still caught sight of his figure with his keen intuition and the system's prompts.

Shen Yan secretly admired this man's wit and dedication.

It has been five or six days since I went down there, but I didn't expect that this man was still guarding here.

After retracting his gaze, he slowly stood up and walked towards the nearest town.

After Shen Yan left, the secret guard also jumped quickly on the tree, moving flexibly between the branches. His movements were light and quick, like a fleeting shadow.

When I arrived in the town, I picked a noodle stall and ate three bowls of shredded pork noodles in one go. My stomach, which had been neglected in the past few days, finally felt calmed down.

After eating, I looked around the town. The town is located between green mountains and clear waters. Although it is not prosperous, it has its own charm.

The bluestone-paved path winds and twists, willow trees sway on the roadside, and the breeze blows on your face, making you feel peaceful and tranquil.

Shen Yan picked a ready-made clothing store and looked at the clothes inside. He found that they were very much to his taste.

So he gently pushed open the door and walked in. The furnishings in the store were simple yet elegant, with various clothes hanging on the wall and several hand-sewn accessories placed next to them.

A middle-aged man was sitting behind the counter, concentrating on cutting fabric. Seeing Shen Yan coming in, he stood up with a smile and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, what do you need?"

"I want to buy a suitable dress."

The shopkeeper nodded, walked to the clothes rack, picked out a light blue gown, and handed it to Shen Yan: "Sir, what do you think of this gown? Its color matches your temperament very well."

Shen Yan took the clothes and looked at them carefully, and found that the stitches of the clothes were fine and the fabric was soft and comfortable, which was indeed good.

So, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's take this one. Can I change it inside?"

"Of course, please come in, sir."

After Shen Yan changed his clothes and found they fit him well, he took out some silver from his bag and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Sir, please take care."

After walking out of the store, Shen Yan headed towards the horse market, where his own horses were being kept.

"Young Master, you're here." As soon as Shen Yan stepped forward, the servant came over.

He took out the receipt from his bosom and handed it to him. After paying the silver, he led his horse in his hand and walked out of the town. There was no incident of any shopkeeper cheating customers or embezzling horses.

Alas, he is not the protagonist after all!

Otherwise, something goes wrong.

After leaving the town, Shen Yan mounted his horse and, following Xiao San's instructions, rode at full speed towards Fuzhou.

It took more than ten days on the road to reach Fuzhou. After asking around secretly, I found the old house of the Lin family in Xiangyang Lane and observed it for two days.

There was only an old servant cleaning the house, and no one else was in the house.

It seems that the plot has not begun yet. Shen Yan took advantage of the moonlight and climbed over the wall to enter the house. I remember that in the original book, Lin Yuantu was a monk. He wrote the Sword Manual on his robes and placed it in the Buddhist temple.

Shen Yan tiptoed around the old servant's room and slowly slipped into the Buddhist hall. He quickly scanned the surrounding furnishings.

The light in the temple was dim, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood. In the center was a solemn Buddha statue, and on both sides of the statue were two candles, which flickered slightly, illuminating the surrounding space.

Shen Yan saw an offering table in front of the Buddha statue, with several scriptures and an incense burner neatly placed on the table. A few incense sticks were burning in the incense burner, with green smoke curling up.

Shen Yan carefully walked around the altar and came to the left side of the Buddhist hall, where there was an old bookshelf filled with various scriptures and scrolls.

Shen Yan was secretly delighted. He gently pulled out a scroll and carefully examined the text on it. However, these scrolls were filled with Buddhist scriptures and Zen sayings, and did not contain the secret book of the cassock he was looking for.

Shen Yan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. He knocked on the wall to see if there was any secret compartment or something, but found nothing.

Suddenly his eyes fell on the thick beam pillar. According to the novels he had read before, there should be something hidden on it. Using Qinggong, he easily climbed up the beam and found a box on it.

He picked up the box gently, turned around and jumped down.

The box looked a little worn out and covered with dust.

Shen Yan opened it and saw a cassock inside. Hard work pays off.

He quickly put away his robes, placed a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in the box, put it back to its original place, and wiped away all traces.

Then he quietly left the small Buddhist temple and disappeared into the night.

Back at the inn, Shen Yan picked up the cassock and examined it carefully. The first sentence he saw was "If you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first."

Sure enough, this should be a part of the Sunflower Manual, but it's not as powerful as it.

He suddenly thought of Dongfang. When he was at the peak of his career, he was suspected and framed by Ren Woxing. In the end, in order to protect himself, he had no choice but to castrate himself and refine the Sunflower Manual.

How confused and helpless he must have been at that time. He immediately lost the desire to continue watching.

After packing up his robes, he fell asleep quickly. In his dreams, he saw Dongfang's helpless expression.

After being awakened, it was already dawn. He bought some dry food, mounted his horse, and rushed towards the Black Wood Cliff. He wanted to see Dongfang at this moment.

After another ten days of traveling day and night, Shen Yan was exhausted when he returned to Heimu Cliff.

After exchanging secret signals with the sect, they immediately headed towards their secret courtyard.

"Dongfang, I'm back."

Shen Yan looked at Dongfang Bubai, who was wearing a red dress. She looked like a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter, standing proudly on the edge of the cliff.

The cold wind howled, blowing his long hair and making his figure sway in the wind.

There was no expression on his face, just like the glaciers on the snowy mountains that had not melted for thousands of years, cold and lofty. There was no warmth in his eyes, as if he had seen through the prosperity and vanity of the world, leaving only a deep loneliness and alienation.

It looked so deserted, as if he was the only one outside the situation.

Hearing Shen Yan's voice, Dongfang Bubai turned around and looked at each other. He felt Dongfang's cold eyes slowly melt, and little stars poured into his eyes.

He walked over and held Dongfang in his arms.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together and he could feel his warmth and familiarity.

They stared at each other, and time seemed to stand still.

Listen to each other's heartbeat and feel each other's breath.