NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

Ji Ke's temple throbbed and throbbed. This kind of pain was not as simple as a hangover.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't open them no matter what.

The brisk footsteps came from far to near: "I said, Mr. Ji, why don't you get up to cook when the sun is already high? Don't be hungry, my brother Liang."

Wen Ran was starving, so she yelled outside the window, Xie Qiuzi followed her silently, but her eyes were fixed on Wen Ran.

Wen Ran noticed it, smiled imperceptibly, and didn't look at her, just continued to yell at the room: "Brother Liang, are you hungry?"

Only then did Xie Haozi say in a low voice: "If Miss Wen doesn't dislike it, I can also try to cook."

"Come on, I don't dare to eat the food you thanked the eldest lady for cooking." Wen Ran waved his hand, but his eyes could not hide the joy and complacency.

Ji Ke heard their flirting and cursing in her ears, sighed, and subconsciously touched her side, but it was cold and empty, and her heart sank instantly.

He resisted the discomfort and suddenly opened his eyes. There was no one beside him. When he raised his eyes again, he saw Senior Yan sitting at the table in front of the window, resting his hands on his head as if he was in a deep sleep. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat up and rubbed his temples, then got off the bed, took thick clothes, went to the table and put them on for Yan Liang, and smiled wryly: "Senior, why do you dislike me so much, you would rather sleep on your stomach than on my side...Catch a cold carefully .”

Wen Ran's yelling was not too loud. It stands to reason that Yan Liang should have woken up a long time ago, but now he was lying on his stomach without moving. Ji Ke thought that he was really tired, so he didn't bother to urge him, so he simply sat beside him and borrowed The faint Dongyang looked at Yan Liang's peaceful sleeping face.

But... why is Senior Yan's lips so pale?

Ji Ke's heart skipped a beat, and she carefully reached out to touch it, her lips were cold and stiff...

At that moment, Ji Ke froze, and didn't even dare to confirm further...

After going through so much, it was hard for him to stick to Senior Yan, whether he was forced or placed under house arrest, at least he was in front of his eyes, if there were any troubles now... Ji Ke really doesn't know... I don't know if I can bear it live.

"Senior Yan..." He lowered his voice, and called out very softly, his fingertips traced the contour of his lips, and stopped under his nose...

No breath, no temperature at all.

Ji Ke's fingers began to tremble: "Senior, don't scare me..."

He forced himself to calm down, and rested his fingertips on the center of Yan Liang's eyebrows. The moment his spiritual power poured in, Yan Liang's body instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in the bright sunlight, leaving only a wisp of hair floating on it. On the table!

Like this, Yan Liang was gone in front of him.

It should be said that he was posed by someone, and he was fooled by creating a phantom with an obscuring shadow technique!

Wen Ran, who was still exploring with Xie Hagizi in the yard outside the house, suddenly heard a loud noise and was startled. He quickly exchanged glances with Xie Hagizi, and his face immediately sank.

In an instant, Ji Ke had already walked out of the room, his face dark and terrifying.

Wen Ran had a bad premonition in her heart, and stepped forward, frowning and asking: "Ji Ke, what's going on?!"

Ji Ke's face was pale, and he had no time to pay attention to the girl's questioning, so he rushed to Du Yu Jiangzhao's room and kicked open the door.

At that time, Du Yu lowered his head slightly, and Jiang Zhao was pulling his hair out of his collar for him. He was taken aback when he heard the sound. Du Yu raised his head and looked at Ji Ke who rushed in recklessly. Seeing something, the expression of surprise and uncertainty flashed across: "Is it brother Liang..."

"Azhao, is this the Obscuring Shadow Technique?" Ji Ke's voice was cold, and he handed the lock of hair to Jiang Zhao, his fingers trembling slightly.

Jiang Zhao took the remnant hair and inspected it carefully, nodded, and gestured: "It's Senior Yan's fault."

At first, Du Yu suspected that the other party was cheating, but when he looked up at Ji Ke's expression, he dispelled his suspicion in a moment: "Ji Ke, what happened last night?"

"I drank too much, and I was plotted against." Ji Ke pulled the hair in his hands tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

"Who?" Du Yu blurted out, who has such a great ability to tamper with Ji Ke's eyes, and Duyechuan is surrounded by enchantment formations, who can get in?

At this time, Wen Ran and Xie Qiuzi also chased in, Wen Ran couldn't calm down, Xie Haozi held her hand, and said calmly: "Fu Xuanliang is gone, the formation has been tampered with, and we are trapped in Duyechuan .”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Think of a way to break the formation, chase after!"

……

Wuyan Mountain, Luoyun Peak.

It took Fu Xuanliang nearly two days, almost half his life, to arrive at Wuyan Mountain from Duye River. Once at the foot of the mountain, a spirit slave led him up the mountain by a side road. The stone room where Sovereign Jiang retreated.

The idlers left early, and there were only Fu Xuanliang and Jiang Mo left in the stone room. Jiang Mo slightly closed his eyes and made hot tea for Fu Xuanliang, whose face was red and purple from the cold.

Fu Xuanliangsi

Unceremoniously, he took a sip of the tea as a matter of course, and then calmed down a little: "Fu Xuanliang's shell is so disappointing, half my life was exhausted along the way."

"There is no other way to choose Fu Xuanliang. Except for him, no one's Lingbo matches yours like this." Jiang Mo remained calm, continued his tea and raised his eyes: "It seems to be going well."

Fu Xuanliang hooked the corners of his lips: "Naturally, otherwise how would I come back."

"Congratulations."

"Your beloved disciple is not as difficult to deal with as the legend says."

"His temper is like that. Boiling a frog in warm water will let him relax after a long time."

Fu Xuanliang smiled noncommittally: "I think he is too arrogant and conceited, thinking that no one can take away the second young master from under his nose. Ha, I even left him a surprise."

"..."

"This time, it's refreshing and interesting," he said, taking a sip of tea, looking thoughtfully at the tea leaves floating in the water: "Are the medicine and containers ready?"

Jiang Mo said: "The medicine is good, but according to what you said, Yan Liang doesn't belong here, and I don't know if it will work. As for the container..."

Fu Xuanliang narrowed his eyes slightly: "How?"

"Using the Tuming stone as a container to forge the body, it stands to reason that the soul needs to be refined by itself, the Tuming stone will repel or even swallow the invading soul, and the soul itself needs to be strong enough to withstand the trial of the Tuming stone, the soul is crushed Fragments are fused into the ghost-painting stone to produce meridians, to keep the mind immortal, and to experience the catastrophe and the unbearable pain of ordinary people, so that we can truly run in with the new body. Now we are forcibly forging it like this, I am afraid..."

Knowing this, Fu Xuanliang still sighed impatiently: "Try the medicine first, the night will be full of dreams."

"Sure, but the container...?"

"Go according to the original plan. Thirty days later, the soul must be crossed."

Jiang Mo said nothing, hesitated for a moment and said, "Excuse me, why would you rather take risks than use Yan Liang's original body?"

Fu Xuanliang glanced at him coldly: "I am obsessed with cleanliness."

"..."

"Second Young Master now has a lot of old and new wounds, I don't want him to wear these." When he said this, he seemed to have forgotten that among these large and small wounds were his teeth marks.

"..."

"Think of a way first, take out the soul of the second young master, and arrange the other ones later."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips, showing embarrassment: "But..."

Fu Xuanliang's hand stopped, and the empty cup in his hand instantly turned into powder. He said coldly: "Only this matter, nothing but."

"..." Jiang Mo's expression changed slightly, and he stopped talking.

"Since I can change my life against the sky and survive for you, I will naturally let you go away from this world. Everyone in Wuyan Mountain will die as you saw in your dream, including your precious son Jiang Zhao. , do you understand?"

Jiang Mo's complexion was green and white, and he nodded.

……

The soul crossing technique is Wuyan Mountain's secret technique, and only the suzerain can learn it. The reason why Fu Xuanliang changed the setting in the book to keep Jiang Mo, who should have fallen long ago, alive is because this identity is useful.

Although Jiang Mo is old, he is also suave and suave. His temples stained with white frost usually make him look calm and kind, but now he looks particularly vicissitudes in the flickering candlelight and the steaming medicine smoke. exhausted.

He exhaled, black spots appeared in front of his eyes, and he wiped off the sweat from his forehead feebly.

"I have given the medicine to erase the memory of the soul, but the effect is..."

"How?" Fu Xuanliang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Mo coldly.

Jiang Mo sighed slightly: "He won't know until he wakes up."

"It's okay, one time won't work, two or three times."

"..."

"Food until he forgets about your little apprentice."

Jiang Mo was noncommittal, wiped off his sweat and left, leaving only Fu Xuanliang and the pale Yan Liang in the stone room.He left a glazed lamp, the dim light and shadow outlined Yan Liang's clean and dusty facial features.

On the other side of the ice coffin lay a half-finished product made of Tuming stone. That face was exactly the same as Yan Liang's, but it was clean, without any traces, no blue flower tattoos, no knife marks, no bites, naturally, All the imprints left by Ji Ke no longer exist.

Fu Xuanliang laughed sickly and happily: "Second Young Master, a beauty like you should be clean."

"After thirty days, I will replenish your soul and cancel everything before."

Saying so, he outlined Yan Liang's face with his fingertips, moved down along the contour of the jaw, and rested his fingers on the protruding Adam's apple, playing with it with great interest, and his spiritual power also gradually absorbed with the movements of his fingers. into Yan Liang's body.

After a long time, the candle flame in the glazed lamp began to flicker, and the stone room flickered, maybe the candle flame was about to burn out. Fu Xuanliang smiled, lowered his head and whispered in Yan Liang's ear: "Second Young Master, you should wake up."

Saying so, she also gently blew into the other's ear. After a while, Yan Liang's eyelashes trembled, and the sleeping phoenix eyes slowly opened.

The four eyes met, and the dark eyes were full of mist, full of ignorance.

"Do you still remember who you are?" Fu Xuanliang kept smiling slightly.

Yan Liang froze for a moment, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and slowly shook his head.

Fu Xuanliang laughed, Jiang Mo's medicine really worked, his second son really didn't remember anything, it was easy, he was obedient, and easy to teach.

"It's okay, if you don't remember, you don't remember."

Yan Liang blinked, his dry lips moved: "I..."

"Remember from now on, you are mine."

"..."

"Remember it well, don't forget it."