After swapping bodies with the villain Mozun

How did you become so squeamish after becoming a child...

Xiao Wuchen was dissatisfied in his heart, but subconsciously relaxed his stiffened body, tightened his hands and picked him up from the bed, then activated the magic circle and walked out of the cave where Duan Ze was staying before activating the teleportation talisman in his hand.

The substitute talisman Duan Ze used was still in his room to temporarily replace him. When he came back for the first time, he added an enchantment to his Fanshuang Pavilion. Xie Qingyu and the others wanted to stay here as before. Freedom to come and go is no longer possible.

If Xie Qingyu could understand what he meant with multiple eyes, she should restrain herself a bit.

The scene in front of me faded away, and in the next moment, Duan Ze and the two had appeared in the bedroom of the Demon Lord in the Demon City. This is a place that can only be directly reached by the Demon Lord's own teleportation talisman.

"You stay in my bedroom to pass the period of weakness, you should know what to do afterwards." Xiao Wuchen let go of his hand and put him down.

The man's tone was cold, but his actions were extra cautious, for fear of making a sensitive child cry again.

"I know." Duan Ze nodded obediently. The height of a three-year-old child is not as high as Xiao Wuchen's legs. Run to Xiao Wuchen's room.

Xiao Wuchen walked a few steps quickly and hooked Duan Ze's collar with one hand to stop him from moving forward, and pointed to another room with his free finger, "Your room is on the other side."

"Oh." Duan Ze was thrown back by someone, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the other party. He stabilized the palpitation caused by the pendant, pinched the slightly hot ear tips, and replied casually.

After the person loosened his collar, the child changed direction and ran to his own room.

Xiao Wuchen's dormitory has many rooms, no matter whether there are people living there or not, every room will be cleaned by servants every day, so when Duan Ze enters, there is almost no need to tidy up the inside.

This room of his is smaller than that of Xiao Wuchen, but overall, it is still better than the cave he usually uses to spend his weak period.

It seems that it is always ready to welcome people to live in. The furniture and decoration inside are all available, even the bedding on the bed is new, and it feels dry and silky to the touch, which is very suitable for sleeping.

Duan Ze walked to the door and was about to close it, when he found Xiao Wuchen still standing in the courtyard, the two looked at each other as soon as they raised their eyes.

Xiao Wuchen took the lead and said: "It is necessary to use your sound transmission card to contact."

"Are you going out?" Duan Ze pinched the hand by the door and moved slightly, the emotions of the weak period began to haunt again, and said slightly obsessively: "I want to go too."

"I won't go out." Xiao Wuchen looked at the corners of Duan Ze's depressed mouth and those flustered eyes, reached out to touch the tip of his nose, and said while shifting his gaze.

When Duan Ze heard that the other party said he could not leave, he felt a little relieved when he mentioned it. He had been going through the weak period alone before, and he was used to staying in the cave by himself.

Now that there are more people, and he is still bound to the object of the lovebird pendant, it is difficult for him not to feel a little dependent on people.

Just wait until the weak period is over.

Duan Ze and Xiao Wuchen comforted themselves in their hearts at the same time.

Duan Ze raised his hand to close the door and let out a breath. Although it was different from what he expected, the result was still within the controllable range.

Just think of it as a trip to a distant place, to be a guest at the home of someone you know.

After completing the ideological construction, Duan Ze turned around, took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, took off his coat, and got under the quilt. The quilt exuded a faint scent of incense, which was a bit similar to the part of Xiao Wuchen's body.

Duan Ze smelled it again, and it was indeed a bit similar to Xiao Wuchen's smell. Covering it up would give him a sense of security and restrain his ability to cry when he was weak.

He wrapped some quilts tightly, put all the books in his pocket next to the bed, carefully took out one and opened it.

After a few months, more than half of the new books given to him by the store owner were the second half of the book that he liked before, but not all of them. Unfinished.

There is still a small half of the more brilliant new books, which are not finished, and the rest is the whole book written by high-yielding ordinary people in one breath.

Duan Ze first finished reading the second volumes of the few story books he had been chasing, and then read those new books contentedly.

After finishing the new book, Duan Ze took out the whole book which is most suitable for reading in one sitting. He reads very fast, and when he read the whole book, his genius just turned yellow.

The pen name Duan Ze is holding should be written by a newcomer. He has never read or heard of it before, but these are carefully selected by the store owner based on sales volume and feedback, and the content should not be bad.

The child rubbed his hands that had been left outside all the time, which he barely moved except for flipping the book, because the spiritual power in his body was always working, so his body didn't feel sore or numb due to long-term immobility.

The benefits of cultivating immortals are always reflected inadvertently.

During the period of weakness, his emotions are more sensitive, and his sense of immersion is much stronger than usual when reading. He used to often get stuck in the story and couldn't extricate himself.

But now he is an experienced player who has read for more than 50 years, and he can completely control himself from the story.

No matter how cruel the plot is, he can control himself to weep only a piece of paper.

Duan Ze glanced at the red stamp on the book cover that was rarely printed with the word "push" by the shop owner, and deliberately took out two pieces of paper from the ring to show his respect.

However, when Duan Ze read the first [-]% of the book, he found that something was wrong, and when he read the [-]% of the book, Duan Ze deeply felt that it was not just something wrong, it was very wrong.

Duan Ze closed the script with all his strength and stuffed it at the bottom of all the scripts. Afterwards, he huddled under the quilt, trembling constantly, tears falling down like pearls on a jade plate, one by one.

The story that the shop owner recommended to him is a frank collection of folk horror stories! ! !

He now feels like his room is full of people!

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods in his own world, but these didn't prevent him from being afraid of this kind of unknown creature without entity.

Not to mention that now that he has traveled to a world of cultivating immortals, he has to believe it if he doesn't believe it.

Duan Ze in normal times is afraid of these things, let alone him in a weak period.

Duan Ze's face was about to turn green with fright, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He looked out of the window through the gap in the quilt. It was already dark, and there was no light outside. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect.

Even if he regrets it, Duan Ze has no way to expel the existing memories in his brain. Whether he opens his eyes or closes his eyes, Duan Ze keeps looping what he just watched in his mind.

As a result of being too imaginative, those words became pictures, and sound was added.

Although he hasn't seen the most terrifying place yet, the rest is enough for him to bear.

It's been a long night, and I can't sleep.

Duan Ze wrapped his quilt tightly and didn't dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that he would see something around him when he opened his eyes, but he was also afraid when he closed his eyes. After thinking about it, Duan Ze decided to poke his head out and take a look at the remaining scripts. .

Maybe he can read another book to divert his attention, but with the shadow of the previous book, he doesn't have the courage to open the next one yet.

He needs someone to accompany him.

Without much thought, Duan Ze took out the sound transmission card in the ring, but the person on the opposite side didn't pick it up after urging it.

He was a little panicked immediately, didn't he make an appointment before that he could use the voice card to contact him?Is the other party busy, or asleep?

Before Duan Ze could think for too long, someone knocked on his door suddenly.

The other party knocked very lightly, and if you don't listen carefully, you may not hear it, but the rhythm is not rushed, but it firmly grasps Duan Ze's beating heart.

Once, twice.

Duan Ze shook his hands and wiped away the tears from his fright with a paper, but was speechless.

Help.

"Duan Ze, open the door." There was a long silence outside the door, then Xiao Wuchen's voice suddenly came.

Duan Ze didn't know what was going on with him either. He had the illusion that he had finally met rescuers when he was trapped in a dangerous place and was on the verge of death. If he was in hell before, he was in heaven at this moment.

He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran over quickly with his bare feet on the ground, and opened the door.

Xiao Wuchen was only wearing an inner jacket and a black robe outside, he looked like he came directly from the bed after being called.

He looked at the child standing in front of him with tears on his face in a little surprise, his heart was a little sour, and his voice eased from the cold state because the other party didn't open the door for a long time, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Duan Ze raised his head and looked at the other party, he suddenly became embarrassed, his toes slightly pressed the ground, and he said "um" before he could think about it.

He couldn't say that he was called to come over because he watched a horror story and was so scared that he cried and didn't dare to stay alone.

Shameful.

"You go back and continue to sleep, I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving." Xiao Wuchen glanced at Duan Ze's exposed bare feet, walked in, turned around and closed the wide open door.

"Okay." Duan Ze's toes moved again, he quickly ran to the round table on one side, dragged the stool on the other side to his bed.

Before going to bed again, he performed a cleansing technique on himself, and then got into the bed, only revealing a hairy head and an arm.

He patted the stool he moved with his outstretched hand, and said to Xiao Wuchen who was still standing at the door: "Sit here."

Xiao Wuchen watched Duan Ze busy the whole time, like a yellow-haired bear entertaining people at home.

The man gathered his clothes, went to the bed and sat on the stool, looking down at the child curled up in the blanket, the other party still had fear in his brows and eyes, teardrops were hanging on his thick eyelashes, and his eyes were red. Red, a pair of slightly raised red phoenix eyes stared straight at him, very clean.

"Thank you." Duan Ze felt that he was too rigid when looking at people before, and Xiao Wuchen was not without a good side.

Hearing his words, the latter frowned slightly, and said in a neutral tone, "No need."

Duan Ze looked at the other party's face full of indifference and even repulsion, moved back a little resentfully, and then closed his eyes to sleep.

Xiao Wuchen then randomly found a few memorials from his Najie and began to correct them.

The night became quiet again, only the slight sound of the man's pen rubbing against the paper remained.

This change changed it to late at night, Duan Ze's breathing was calm and long, and he fell asleep.

She was also tired from crying, her nose and the ends of her eyes were red, and she looked miserable.

Wait another day, and he won't be able to see such a weak Duan Ze for the time being.

Xiao Wuchen put away his things, intending to get up and go out, but he just stood halfway, he felt a slight pull, when he lowered his eyes to look over, he saw the hem of his clothes tightly held by the child.

With a move in his heart, he sat back again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-1523:44:49~2020-10-1702:25:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 1, [-], [-], [-];

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!