I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Obviously, He Yufan's opening remarks are on the right track.

The expression on Ye Wuhuang's face of "the big deal is that the fish will die and the world will be destroyed", the moment he heard these words, he suddenly broke his skills.An indescribable panic ignited on his face, he slightly tightened his brows, and closed those wide white eyes again.

God knows how long it had been since he had used that name.

To put it more bluntly, since he first escaped from that casual cultivator's house, he has basically been pretending to be dumb.If it weren't for the occasional conversations with those bugs, he even suspects that by now, he probably has forgotten how to speak.

He never mentioned his name to any monk in this monastery, even including Anzhu, they just called him "donor, benefactor" every day.As for the only casual cultivator in the world who should know his name, after decades of calling him a "human gu", I am afraid that he has already left the three words "Ye Wuhuang" in the depths of his memory. A place I'll never remember.

So, how did this cultivator who claimed to be an "ordinary person" know his name?

Ye Wuhuang was a little nervous.

This feeling is something he has never experienced once after completely reinventing himself and turning himself into a "worm".

From the time He Yufan entered the room, all his bugs stopped in place as if they were fixed, until now this person naturally called out his name.Everything was too strange, so strange that it was completely out of his control, but he, who had always been able to calmly look for opportunities to fight back, found that this time, let alone an opportunity, he had no way of making a move.

Fear slowly enveloped the whole body along with the silence, and Ye Wuhuang's palms on his side slowly closed, and finally he clenched tightly on his side.

"I said, I have told you several times, I really have no hostility towards you at all, can't you feel it?"

Before he could make any further moves, He Yufan, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help but sighed: "Isn't it said that it's easy for a cultivator to detect people's feelings? Then you should notice it, I seem to be forcing What are you doing?"

Ye Wuhuang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he didn't listen to the words, just shook his head and sneered: "Didn't you say that you have a lot to say? Anyway, with your divine favor, I can't hurt you, just say whatever you want." .”

The implication is, get out as soon as you finish speaking.

He Yufan pouted.

This guy is much more difficult to communicate with than imagined.

But it's hard to communicate. It's hard to communicate. Since he's here, he won't save what he should say.

He Yufan took a deep breath, hesitated for a while and said, "I know you will leave here one day, and it's only a matter of time before you find out about the fate between us. Before things get irreparable, I will come to you myself, so that no matter how much you believe, when it really happens, you will be more or less prepared."

Ye Wuhuang was noncommittal, and just snorted disdainfully: "Say something directly."

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." He Yufan scratched his head, stretched out his hands nervously to grab Huan Chengzhi's long ears twice, and finally settled down when the other party started to blow his hair, "I'm a writer of novels." , I wrote a novel a month ago, the protagonist is also named Ye Wuhuang..."

It's like unscrewing the valve at the water source. After the first sentence is successfully uttered, it will be much easier to say the following content.

He Yufan barely paused, and told all the plots of his novel before the treasure competition in one breath.

I don't know where to start, but most of the disdain on Ye Wuhuang's face was covered up.Until He Yufan uttered the last word, only the lingering heaviness and seriousness remained on his face.

The tragic experience of the past few decades was learned from the storybook, and Ye Wuhuang didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh for a while.

The topic that this man who claimed to be the "author" was talking about was too mysterious, and this matter was so miraculous that it seemed like a joke.But even so, Ye Wuhuang had to believe that every word he said was indeed true——

After all, no one knew about his decades of suffering at the casual cultivator, and after he came out, he practiced cutting weeds and roots.

Everything that He Yufan said was very detailed, so detailed that he seemed to have been standing aside and watching for decades.

But in his whole life, it was never possible for anyone to watch.

Silence was like a mass of overly heavy spiritual pressure, pressing in the room, making both of them very depressed, but none of them took the initiative to say something.

After a long time, Ye Wuhuang took a deep breath, leaned back, and slowly lay back on the bed.

His behavior was really beyond He Yufan's expectations. The latter waited for a long time, and seeing that he really didn't intend to speak, he couldn't help asking, "Don't you want to beat me up?"

"Why hit you?" Ye Wuhuang asked blankly: "Because you exposed the ugly face of my enemy to the world without my permission. Or because you helped me recall that I was already here Have survived in this environment for decades?"

He Yufan's lips trembled twice, but he couldn't respond.

He originally thought that the other party would accuse and question him angrily, why did he write his life so miserable.Even in order to prevent Ye Wuhuang from violently committing murder, his arms holding Huan Chengzhi became much tighter.

But now it seems that the reality is slightly different from what I imagined?

Ye Wuhuang was blind, so he naturally didn't feel much about his silence at this time.

But Huan Chengzhi, who was pinched in his hand and pulled his hair twice, understood what was in his heart almost immediately.He spoke, his tone full of helplessness: "How many times have I told you that no one with a little brain will think that you are manipulating his life just because of what you said."

He Yufan pursed his lips.

Huan Chengzhi's red eyes looked at Ye Wuhuang twice more.He continued: "Or, do you think that the person who can save himself from the end of hell is a fool who can't control his emotions and can't even do basic analysis?"

Not to mention He Yufan's reaction when he heard this, at least as far as Ye Wuhuang was concerned, he was obviously very happy to hear it.

I don't know if he was amused by He Yufan's stupidity, or if he finally felt the emotion of "friends rather than enemies" in his mouth.

In short, Ye Wuhuang raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was completely relaxed, and asked with a long breath: "Since you think I will beat you, why did you tell me about it?"

"It's okay not to tell you, but I think that if I tell you, you might pay attention." He Yufan scratched his head and said with some confusion: "Because I actually wrote a lot of plots after this, and I'm afraid they will become Really, so I want to try, if we work together, will it resist my plot manipulation."

He said, paused, and added: "I don't think you did anything wrong, you shouldn't live in darkness forever."

The smile on Ye Wuhuang's face became even wider, and his tone became more relaxed. He said, "Is your name He Yufan? When did you start writing this story?"

"Three months ago." He Yufan answered truthfully. After responding, he thought for a while and added: "It may also be four months ago. I don't remember the specifics."

"Then consider it five months." Ye Wuhuang's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to ask: "How old do you think I am?"

He Yufan frowned: "Seventy?"

"Maybe." Ye Wuhuang nodded: "The life at Taoist Yun Jing's place was terrible. You also know that I live in a Gu pit where I can't see the light all the year round. If I want to say how many years have passed, I don't know. really do not know."

He Yufan nodded, and gave another soft "hmm".

It's not that he hasn't experienced a similar feeling before, but compared to the three months when he was purely lonely, Ye Wuhuang was obviously much more miserable.

Having said that, Ye Wuhuang also stopped.

He seemed to give the other party a little time to think, turned his head to He Yufan's direction for a long time, and then continued to smile: "You think you used five months from now to control my life 70 years ago. As far as time is concerned, don't you think it's funny to say that?"

He Yufan listened, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.Ye Wuhuang's focus was right, he really couldn't refute it.

Seemingly taking his silence as an acquiescence, Ye Wuhuang paused and smiled again: "Even if I'm not a normal human being now, I won't be as stupid as an ant. This is indeed a bit strange. But the dominance of my life is in my hands, you are just a recorder, and you have no right to influence my future at all."

His words were firm and full of arrogance.

He Yufan listened, and suddenly felt that his previous convoluted thoughts were really superfluous.

"But speaking of it, I have been here for less than three months." Ye Wuhuang said again: "Maybe you have the ability to see the past, but you can only see a situation in the future. For example, I believe that in your writing, We will definitely not meet today in my future."

He Yufan smiled: "You mean, what I wrote is only the most likely situation in the three thousand worlds, and what will happen exactly is uncertain, right?"

Ye Wuhuang nodded, but continued to ask as if he could accept it: "Just now you said that you would come to remind me, which means that there must be some changes in the future, right? Let me guess, it was Huining Bald Donkey who tossed it out. Is it?"

This time He Yufan immediately responded without any pressure.

The "Huining bald donkey" in Ye Wuhuang's mouth refers to the abbot of Huya Temple. Although he used the same words when describing An Zhu before, He Yufan always felt that the "bald donkey" this time clearly touched his heart. in.

"In the past two days, Hui Ning has been studying the method of refining human Gu with the group of alchemists in Baihong Mountain. If what I wrote is correct, he will start experimenting on you as soon as he comes back." He Yufan said: "Although An Zhu said He has deep admiration for his master, but I also told him before that all the medicines given to you have to be discussed with you in advance. So if there is no problem..."

"That old bald donkey tried too many ways to kill me. The little monk is stupid and incompetent. He can't protect me."

Before He Yufan finished speaking, Ye Wuhuang shook his head and said, "When I just came here, the little monk was obviously cured well, and he was waiting for the poison to recover slowly, so the old monk used the banner of treatment Take me away. Look at my eyes, do you think he dare not do it again?"

"So this is one of the reasons why I came to find you."

He Yufan took a deep breath, and seriously invited: "My home is in Panlin, not far from here. If you don't mind, come back to Fanlin with me in a while."

Ye Wuhuang was noncommittal, but asked calmly, "Do you know how to make alchemy?"

He Yufan shook his head: "No."

Ye Wuhuang continued to ask: "So you have the magic medicine?"

After a pause, He Yufan repeated the previous answer earnestly.

This seemed to be within Ye Wuhuang's expectation.

So the calm look on his face did not change at all, but he made an extremely cruel conclusion in his mouth: "I am in poor physical condition now, that bald donkey used me as a human gu in order to make me become his human gu!" The balance between the part of the body and the poison is broken. If there is no medicine from the little monk, it will only take a week at most. I will either completely become a human poison or die suddenly. Do you think I can go with you? ?”

As he spoke, the expression on He Yufan's face also froze.

Before he could respond, there were two "dong dong" knocks on the wooden door.

With the soft sound of "Zhi Ya", An Zhu's figure also appeared in front of He Yufan.His expression was flustered, and the moment he saw He Yufan was safe, he finally heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you are fine, Benefactor He. The time we agreed for half a stick of incense is up, I thought..."

"You think I killed him?"

A hoarse and familiar voice sounded, with a hint of coldness.

An Zhu immediately looked in Ye Wuhuang's direction, shook his head almost reflexively, and said, "I'm just afraid that you don't want to be approached by others, and congratulations to the benefactor..."

"Obviously he is a monk, this lie is really smooth." Ye Wuhuang sneered and "tch", but he didn't care about the shy and flushed little monk over there, only turned to He Yufan's direction again, He said, "Do you live in Panlin?"

He Yufan let out a "hmm".

Ye Wuhuang nodded: "If I have a chance, I will go and see yours, and the teahouse you mentioned. I would also like to hear how the storyteller told the story."

After saying this, Ye Wuhuang turned his body inward, obviously unwilling to continue talking.

And He Yufan also wisely left the room with An Zhu.

After the two went out, the latter looked at the white hair in He Yufan's arms with a little surprise, and asked hesitantly, "This is..."

"It's my friend." He Yufan smiled naturally: "He's a demon cultivator, if he doesn't have enough mana, he will change back to his original form and rest."

An Zhu nodded knowingly.

Huan Chengzhi angrily bit He Yufan's finger lightly.

But because the force is too light, this action seems to be coquettish, so the latter also ignores it directly, and continues to say to An Zhu: "Your patient and I are indeed destined, but although this kind of thing is not good for me as an outsider Participate, but I still think it’s better to tell you about some things.”

An Zhu said, "It's okay to be a benefactor."

He Yufan nodded: "Just now he told me that he doesn't need to be blind. Your treatment in the first few days was very effective. He was almost on the verge of recovery, but later..."

He Yufan didn't finish what he said, but it was enough for An Zhu to understand what he meant.

The two looked at each other, and the latter's eyes were filled with incredible emotions.

He Yufan scratched his head: "One last thing, don't fight poison with poison. If you have to, don't forget the fruit I gave you."

An Zhu nodded in a daze, it seemed that he hadn't successfully digested the message just now.

He Yufan didn't say any more, the little monster in his arms fell to the ground in time, and the moment he regained his human form, he also hugged him and left the place.

It wasn't until the two of them had left for a long time that An Zhu tightly held the Buddhist beads in his hand, lowered his head and sighed softly: "Master..."

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Putting aside the two Anzhus who have their own thoughts over there, let's just talk about the two He Yufans who rushed all the way back to Fanlincheng.

The original room at the inn was extended for another month's rent, so even if the two of them went out for so many days, they could still go back to their original residence.

What He Yufan didn't expect was that when he was about to open the door to enter, Huan Chengzhi suddenly pulled him from behind.

Without even giving him a chance to ask why, the wooden door of the room was opened from the inside.

A man dressed in white with a slightly seductive face stepped out from inside, raised his eyebrows and scanned the two of them a few times, and finally those fox eyes fixed on He Yufan.He hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Mr. He? Let's chat?"