Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

While saying these words, Mozun has been observing Fu Jia's expression.

He is extremely sensitive to changes in people's emotions, so although Fu Jia's face is clueless, Mozun is very aware that Fu Jia is distracted.

Mozun looked at Fu Jia intently and worriedly, there was nothing in the other's eyes except him, but a strange color flashed across Mozun's eyes.

Because he knew that Fu Jia was thinking about other things through him.

Thinking about?

Is it helpless, bewildered, dazed, or is he panicking to absorb everything he heard, or is he trying to pretend to be calm?

Mozun tried to figure out Fu Jia's psychology, and the worry and distress in the corners of his eyes became more and more intense.

Everyone has a fledgling mentality, especially after people lose their memory.It would be fine if he wakes up and faces his relatives, the innate sense of intimacy and familiarity will keep him from being so at a loss.

But he is completely unfamiliar to Fu Jia, and Fu Jia has never seen the surrounding environment.

This kind of completely unfamiliar situation without any sense of familiarity will only make Fu Jia desperately want to grasp the tenderness he can see.

That is--

There was a glint in Mozun's eyes.

He is the one who cares about Fu Jia at this moment.

"Jiajia, don't be nervous." Mozun's voice became very gentle, but there was some pain and worry in his brows and eyes. Anyone who saw him would see that he was forcing a smile at the moment, "Your name My name is Fu Jia, I watched you grow up, and before you committed suicide, I just happened to accept you as a disciple officially. It's just..."

Mozun's voice paused again, as if he had thought of something unspeakable, the way he looked at Fu Jia became a little different.

Some struggle and pain flashed across his eyebrows, the young man seemed to have hesitated for a long time before he said vaguely, "It's just that some things happened, so this apprenticeship has not been completed. But we already have the truth of master and apprentice, Jiajia, you Just call me Master from now on."

When he said this, some complicated and unknown emotions flashed in the young man's eyes. Immediately, he gritted his teeth and said, "In three days, I will hold another apprenticeship ceremony and officially accept you as an apprentice."

The pity and worry in Mozun's eyes were about to overflow, and he sighed helplessly.

While talking, the young man looked at Fu Jia's slightly trembling eyelashes.

The light passed through the eyelashes and cast a shadow on Fu Jia's eyelids, making him inexplicably weak.

Ever since he woke up, Mozun had never seen the other party speak.

Fu Jia has been looking at him quietly, and then quietly listening to every word he said. Although Fu Jia seems to be wearing a mask that will never be cracked, he must be extremely flustered and helpless at the moment .

Just thinking about the bewilderment of a person like Fu Jia who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, evil thoughts and excitement can't be controlled in Mozun's heart.

Soon, he heard Fu Jia's voice.

"Master?"

Fu Jia's voice was always clear and cold, but because his body was too weak and he had just been resurrected, and his voice, which had not spoken for a long time, had just uttered, Fu Jia's voice was hoarse and slightly trembling.

It was like a pitiful cry for help from some kind of lost cub.

Although Mozun didn't show anything on his face, he was palpitated by this cry.

Fu Jia's upward arc because of doubts seemed to hook his heart. This call seemed to be coquettish and dependent, and he could feel a kind of secret pleasure spreading in his heart, and the darkness in Mozun's heart became even more intense. thick.

That's right, that's what it's going to be.

Let Fu Jia rely on him wholeheartedly, trust him, believe in everything he says, and then let him shape what he likes.

finally--

Then tell Fu Jia that this matter was a scam from beginning to end.

A scam designed to destroy him.

At that time, Fu Jia's expression will definitely be very interesting.

"En." Mozun agreed happily.

But soon he was stunned, because Mozun found that Fu Jia didn't think about anything else, but looked at him with extremely focused eyes, "You saved me?"

Fu Jia's voice at the moment still reveals an unconcealable weakness, but when he said this, he paused every word, as if the question Fu Jia is asking now is very important to him.

Mozun did not expect that the first question Fu Jia would ask would be this.

His current character design only allowed him to nod worriedly, "Fortunately, he was rescued."

But Mozun's eyes lowered slightly.

His heart suddenly became a little subtle.

There should be many questions that Fu Jia is wondering about now, and Fu Jia has also shown his absent-mindedness, but Fu Jia is the first to ask this question, and the first question is often the most important, let alone in this kind of situation. case.

The first thing she asked was if she saved him, because the first thing Fu Jia saw was how well others treated him?

Is he judging the object of his gratitude?

He didn't ask about his own affairs, nor did he ask why he lost his memory. Fu Jia's most important thing was that he saved him.

"why?"

Just when the Mozun was inexplicably uncomfortable, the questions Fu Jia continued to ask coincided with the voice of doubt in his heart.

Fu Jia was still looking at him seriously, those beautiful eyes were full of him, but Mozun paused for a moment, and he suppressed the negligible discomfort before.

why?

Of course, it was because Mo Gan brought the boy back to pray for his resurrection, and because Fu Jia cultivated the way of the legendary sage who is as good as water.

He wanted to see how far the sage could go, whether he could keep his original intention of blessing all living beings.

He wanted to ruin this innocent boy.

"Because you are a very important person to me." No matter how crazy the malice in his heart grows, Mozun still looks at Fu Jia with a gentle and doting expression, as if he is willing to give away any treasure in the world. Hold them all in front of Fu Jia.

He dutifully played the character set he had set.

Mozun always likes to play with people's hearts, he knows how to let Fu Jia actively explore everything.

He laid out countless doubts, whether it was what he didn't want Fu Jia to think of, or why he cared about Fu Jia so much but was so anxious to hold a teacher apprentice meeting.

People are only willing to believe what they have found, whether what he sees is the truth or not.

"Master."

Fu Jia's voice continued to ring out, and the corners of Mozun's mouth subconsciously lifted up when being shouted by that soft voice.

Except for the question just now, everything was within his plan.

He successfully made Fu Jia absent-minded, successfully planted the seeds of doubt in Fu Jia's heart, and also made Fu Jia rely on and trust him.

If nothing else happened, the boy should be feeling helpless right now, and I hope he can spend more time with him.

Maintaining a meticulous look, Mozun took advantage of the victory to pursue him, he said with a look of unbearable and complicated, "Jia Jia, promise to be your teacher, let him go about the past, don't try to get back the memories of the past."

However, the next second, Mozun was stunned.

Because he found the boy looking at him, and then nodded seriously, "Okay, I won't look for it."

Without any hesitation, Fu Jia agreed categorically.

"?"

Fu Jia's non-compliance with the routine made Mozun's words pause slightly.

Although some surprises flashed in his heart, Mozun still maintained his personality.

It may be because the current self is too important to Fu Jia, so Fu Jia deliberately suppressed the curiosity in her heart because she was worried that she would be sad or dissatisfied.

Mozun quickly found a suitable reason for this strange incident.

He is preparing to show Fu Jia his care and love for him again, it is best to let Fu Jia know how important he is to him and have more doubts.

There was tenderness and a little pain brewing in his eyes, just when Mozun had already made preparations for Biao's acting skills, he heard Fu Jia's voice had returned to normal.

Plain, but with alienation and strangeness, "Master, I'm tired."

The words were actually full of chasers.

Mozun felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, because of his status, others were always eager to catch up with him, so he never felt like being chased away.

What's more, he still has a hot face and a cold butt.

"Jiajia, then you should rest well and come to see you after a while as a teacher." The smile on Mozun's face froze, but the words he said were gentle and gentle.

"Ah."

Fu Jia nodded lightly, as if she didn't want to talk to Mozun more.

The expression on Mozun's face remained unchanged, he wore a doting smile, and then slowly left his bedroom.

When the young man walked into the corridor, the smile on his face faded a little, and then his footsteps stopped slightly.

Mozun suddenly didn't know where he should go.

He turned around and silently looked at the bedroom that was supposed to belong to him and was decorated very luxuriously by him.

"Your Majesty? Why did you come out, but you have something important to deal with?" The boy who was in charge of cleaning the palace immediately saluted Mozun respectfully after seeing Mozun.

"...Well." Demon Venerable nodded slightly reservedly, and after a moment of pause, said as usual, "Have you dealt with the matter I told you before?"

Because there is some kind of restriction set by him outside the bedroom, Mozun is not worried that Fu Jia will hear their conversation.

"It's settled, my subordinates have adjusted the caliber with all the demon servants in the palace according to what you said. As long as His Royal Highness Fu Jia asks about the past, we will pretend to reveal something unintentionally. If His Royal Highness Fu Jia If you don’t ask, we purposely chat in private so that His Highness can hear you.” The boy replied with a chill down his spine.

The palace of the demon king is inaccessible to ordinary monks. Except for Mo Gan, no other monks have ever dared to step into the palace of the demon king.

Only the demon king and some demon servants responsible for cleaning lived in the palace.

And these devil servants all know the plan of the devil, as well as the character of the devil at the moment and Fu Jia's past that he fabricated.

These personas can be summed up very simply, that is, Fu Jia was taken care of by the Demon Venerable since she was a child, and was loved by the Demon Venerable, but gradually, Fu Jia developed some different thoughts towards the Demon Venerable.After Mozun discovered Fu Jia's thoughts, he offered to take Fu Jia as his apprentice, and wanted Fu Jia to give up on his own.

But Fu Jia did not agree, and even committed suicide to resist worshiping the Demon Lord as his teacher.

"Well, that's good." Mozun nodded, and he seemed unintentionally said, "Where is the most luxuriously decorated side hall?"

"In the West Wing." The demon servant replied quickly.

Demon Venerable nodded lightly. As soon as he left, he heard the Demon Servant tentatively and cautiously say, "Your Majesty, the demon energy in the west wing is the worst. His Highness Fujia is weak and a Taoist cultivator. It's not suitable to go there." If you let Fu Jia go there, it may violate your personality setting of doting on your disciples.

The demon servant didn't finish his sentence, because he felt a biting coldness for no reason.

He shouldn't have said anything wrong.

The demon servant trembled for a few times, dared not say a word, could only quietly look at the Demon Lord, gave him a half-smile, and then respectfully watched the Demon Lord walking in one direction.

Some doubts flashed in the demon servant's eyes.

Because he found that the direction Mozun was walking was not going out of the Demon Palace, but rather towards the West Wing.

It was a long time later that the demon servant knew the reason for this incident.And by that time, the Demon Lord had never set foot in his bedroom, and this former bedroom had become the Demon Palace or the forbidden area of ​​the entire Demon World.

Mozun stayed overnight in the West Wing.

I don't know if it's because the surrounding environment has changed, or because some uneasiness arises in my heart by accident, Mozun always feels that something is wrong.

"Did any of you see Fu Jia yesterday, did he ask you any questions, and how did you answer them?" Mozun called all the demon servants in the demon palace, and immediately asked lazily.

"No."

One after another, Mozun frowned slightly.

The bad feeling in his heart is getting deeper and deeper.

"Yes, but His Highness Fu Jia didn't ask anything." It took a long time before a demon servant answered cautiously.

"What was he doing then?" Mozun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Your Highness was looking at the sympathetic ring on his hand, and after taking it off for a look, he put it back on."

Mozun hummed slowly.

Of course he had seen the blood-stained sympathy ring in Fu Jia's hand.

It was nothing at first, but after hearing that Fu Jia cared so much about the concentric ring, Mozun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The current Fu Jia has no memory at all, and it is impossible to know what the One Heart Ring implies.

But did he still put his attention on this ordinary ring?

This ring symbolizes a memory of Fu Jia's past, and even though she has forgotten everything, Fu Jia still cares about it.

For some reason, Mozun suddenly became displeased.

With a wave of his hand, Mozun made these demon servants retreat.

After thinking for a while, Mozun walked towards his bedroom.

Telling himself that he did this to play his character well, Mozun went to find Fu Jia.

After discovering that Fu Jia was not in the bedroom, Mo Zun used his divine sense to detect the palace, and found Fu Jia standing in the courtyard.

The thin boy was standing there quietly looking at the towering tree in front of him.

The tree could not see the top, as if it had no boundaries.

Walking over unhurriedly, a gentle smile appeared on Mozun's face, "Jia Jia, why don't you take a good rest?"

"I want to come out for a walk." Fu Jia replied flatly.

His eyes still fell on the tree in front of him.

This is the purpose of Fu Jia coming to the Demon Realm.

In the novel, the tree in front of him is the backbone of the entire Demon World.The explanation in the novel is very obscure, but generally speaking, this tree plays a vital role in the development and maintenance of the Demon World.It exists, the demon world exists, it destroys, the demon world dies, and all the creatures of the demon world are gifted by this tree.

But the tree has no name.

What Fujia wants is the fruit it bears.

A fruit that breeds vast spiritual power, but can make the person who takes it go mad.

Fu Jia is now facing an extremely severe predicament, and he must improve his cultivation very quickly.

Although the aptitude of this body is good, it is far from enough.

"Master, when will this tree bear fruit?" Fu Jia asked softly.

But Fu Jia didn't know when the tree would bear fruit, and the time it took for each fruit to bear was different.

Mozun was slightly stunned, and he looked thoughtfully at the nameless tree in front of him, "Do you want to see it bear fruit?"

"Ah."

"Then you should cultivate and cultivate it carefully. If you are serious and sincere enough, it will bear fruit." His words are naturally bluffing, but the Demon Lord does know exactly how this tree can bear fruit.

Because he is one with the tree.

Mozun's eyes flickered slightly.

He stagnated for a long time in the Mahayana stage, and he still couldn't find a way to break through to the god transformation stage.

The Immortal Venerable and the Demon Venerable broke through before him one after another, and he believed that he would not lose to those two. After thinking for a long time and observing the difference between his cultivation and those two, he found an answer that he didn't know if it was correct.

He has no merit.

He is a well-known villain, and everyone thinks that he will end up in a terrible end. There are too many sins and karma in him.

The Mozun at that time was extremely crazy, and he didn't want to leave those two for too long.

So he made a crazy move, he abandoned his body, and merged with this nameless tree that constructed the entire demon world and gave birth to countless demon creatures.

He succeeded and entered the stage of transformation into a god.

But he was also restricted, and his cultivation could not be further improved. Whenever his spiritual power accumulated to a certain level, the nameless tree would bear a fruit.

This fruit is the spiritual power he has accumulated.

Demon Lord has experienced such reincarnation countless times, and his cultivation base can only stay in the early stage of transforming gods forever.

Mozun looked at Fu Jia who was beside him, and when he saw that the other party was still calm, he couldn't help asking, "Jia Jia, don't you want to continue asking?"

Anyone who is a monk will know that his answer just now was a joke.

Mozun actually didn't want to recall this incident, he stretched lazily, diverting his thoughts.

Seeing Fu Jia's calm expression, he intentionally teased Fu Jia, "Jia Jia, you used to be not as cold as you are now, you used to love to smile."

It is precisely because of this that Mozun no longer practiced much.

He knew that his cultivation could not be refined, so he just let his body absorb spiritual power instinctively, and never took the initiative to practice in closed doors.

Now he has spent a lot of cultivation in order to revive Fujia, the nameless tree should take a long time to bear fruit again.

Fu Jia should not have seen this scene.

Just when Mozun was thinking this way, he suddenly froze because he found that Fu Jia's eyebrows and eyes were bent.

It's as if the ice and snow are melting, that kind of smile is very amazing.

"Is that the way you laugh?"

Is it because of what he said just now?

Mozun was startled slightly.

Mozun knew very well that according to Fu Jia's character, Fu Jia should seldom smile.

But the other party was tricked into smiling so easily.

It seems to be cute and well-behaved.

I don't know if he was dazzled by this smile, Mozun asked the doubts in his heart, "Why don't you ask about the past?"

Could it be because she was too obedient?

He said before that he didn't want the boy to ask, but the boy really didn't ask.

Sneering in his heart, Mozun quickly suppressed this ridiculous idea.

How could anyone be so stupid?

Realizing that he might have broken his personality, Mozun intends to make amends, but he was soon stunned because Fu Jia had already answered him.

"Because you said I was important to you." So, I believe you are doing my best.

For some reason, Mozun felt uncomfortable again.

He looked at Fu Jia's smile in a daze.

Did you trust him too much?

Wasn't it what he thought he had revealed?

How can someone who cultivates goodness like water be so simple?

so stupid-

For some unknown reason, Mozun suddenly had some sweetness in his heart.

so cute.

Suddenly, Mozun felt that it was good to have such a well-behaved and somewhat cute disciple, he seemed not so boring anymore.

But soon, this idea was suppressed by him.

Fu Jia didn't expect Mozun to ask him this question, he didn't lose his memory, and he didn't feel that he should go against the routine.

Fu Jia really couldn't give a suitable reason for Mozun's question.

So, Fu Jia thought for a while, and then gave an answer that he thought the Mozun wanted.

"Master, I'm going back first."

Said softly, Fu Jia walked towards the palace.

[Host, do you really want to repay the Demon Lord for saving your life? ] The system suddenly made a sound.

[Well, I don't want to owe anyone a favor. ]

[…] How do I pay it back?

Thinking of Yang Fan's fate, the system suddenly fell silent.

On the other side, Mozun suddenly became uneasy.

He didn't want to recall the past. Apart from his inability to improve his cultivation, there was another important reason.

He wanted to lift the restriction imposed by the nameless tree, so Mozun went to find someone.

Tian Suanzi, who claims to be everywhere, told him everything and asked the other party why.

Due to his strength, the other party finally spent countless vitality to help him figure out an answer, "You can't enter the stage of transforming gods not because you lack great merit, but because you are too selfish."

"If you want to enter the stage of transforming gods, you must break through your biggest shortcoming. Logically speaking, you must learn to be selfless before you can enter. Being one with the nameless tree happened to make you do a selfless thing, but you still haven't Learn. Although you were lucky enough to enter, you still have flaws, and Heaven does not recognize your realm, so it has been suppressing you."

"You are a fake god transformation stage."

After hearing these words, he killed the other party at that time.

"You said that as long as I tell you the reason, you will let me go!"

With Tian Suanzi's face full of disbelief, Mozun remembered that he said to the old man with a smile, "You know, if no one knows about a weakness, it's not a weakness. And you just happened to know my weakness." Weaknesses, as you said, I am a very selfish person."

The smile on Mozun's face disappeared completely, and he remembered what Tian Shuanzi roared when he was dying.

"Mozun, I curse you! One day, you will hate your selfishness to death, it will make you irreparable, it will make everything you want away from misunderstood you from the beginning, no matter how hard you try, you will never get over it." You can't reverse all of this, and everything has been a mistake for you from just now!"

Every time the old man said a word, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. Every word he said was filled with endless hatred and madness. "Mozun, I curse you to learn to be selfless!"

At that time, he didn't care about all this.

After all, since he is extremely selfish, he will not allow himself to be hurt, and he only cares about himself.

Moreover, even if he really learns to be selfless, he will be able to truly enter the stage of transformation into a god.

This curse doesn't look like a curse at all.

"Contradictory, overestimated, extremely ridiculous." At that time, he sneered at Tian Suanzi, who was dying with regret.

but now--

Why did he suddenly feel a little uneasy.