The right way to feed the villain [Wear the book]

The appearance of Ouyang Lengyan brought Fu Yunjun's memory back to the first time he came to this world. Seriously, it all happened more than 100 years ago.

The reason why he crossed into this world is nothing new - he got hit by a car accident.But the cause of the car accident has a lot to do with his cousin who wrote the book.

The cousin who was spoiled by many parties rarely persisted to write a book. Although there are a lot of typos, the names of the protagonists in the plot and some dialogues are still quite secondary, but in the eyes of the whole family, it is already quite difficult.His cousin helped him proofread countless times, and every time he had to use a tactful tone to persuade the other party to modify some plots with many loopholes. He is quite familiar with the one million-word novel .

At the beginning, he took the road that cost him his life just to give Fu Yunshu a box of books!I still remember that the road leading to the suburb where Fu Yunshu lived was relatively remote at that time, and the weeds on the side of many small roads grew wildly to the height of half a person. In the past, there was no half a car or a figure at all, and he drove at a slow speed. sooner.

Unexpectedly, a little girl with ponytails jumped out of the middle of the road to pick up the watermelon ball she rolled down in the middle of the road.

Because the speed of the car was too fast, Fu Yunjun stepped on the brakes and couldn't dodge it in time, so he turned the steering wheel and drove towards the side of the road, but he didn't expect that he would do such a great thing as building a seven-level pagoda, and he himself accompanied the little girl's mother's scream The sound directly hit the big tree on the side of the road.

When he woke up, he felt as if he had been run over by a car, but when he opened his eyes, it was not the white walls he was familiar with, and there was a strong smell of blood in his breath, not the peculiar smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

Time-traveling books have been popular since more than ten years ago. Because of his cousin, he has read this type of novels a lot. Before making a judgment, Fu Yunjun was prepared that he might time-travel.

When he laboriously raised his hands and placed them in front of his eyes, even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a sinking heart—the hands that had accompanied him for more than 20 years did not come into view as he wished, and replaced them with It was a pair of immature hands covered with calluses, with sticky dark red blood stains on them, surrounded by scattered corpses, the original owner of this body had just experienced a brutal fight .

He has family, friends, and career in Huaguo. Although he is not married and has children, there are too many things in another world that he cannot let go of. For him, time travel is like a thunderbolt from a sunny day.But even if I still stay in that world, [-]% of them will be disabled or in a vegetative state due to a car accident, and may even not survive at all. Now this life is considered for nothing, so I have done more than half an hour of ideological work for myself Only then did Fu Yunjun cheer up from the fact of time travel.

Resisting the desire to vomit, he pulled some belongings and clean clothes from the relatively complete corpses, dragged his scarred body out of the pile of rubble, and found a source of water in this wild place. Reluctantly, he could see clearly what he looked like in this life.

The surface of the water reflected the appearance of a young man with a slightly dark complexion. The person in the reflection was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance was roughly similar to his youthful appearance in his previous life, but the other person's cheeks were waxy yellow, and he looked a little Malnutrition.

When the ripples on the surface of the water dissipated, upon closer inspection, there were still some fine scars on the corners of the nose and eyes of this face, and a large black and red patch on the right cheek. Fu Yunjun picked up a handful of water and wiped it, and the black and red marks faded away. It should be the blood that splashed on his face when someone swung a knife to kill someone earlier.

He lowered his head and unbuttoned his blood-stained skirt. There was a big gash on the right chest of his current body. Although the bleeding had stopped, as long as he made a big movement, it would be easy to tear off the thin blood scab .

Fortunately, he still remembered the knowledge he learned in the first aid class at the university. Fu Yunjun directly tore off the relatively clean white shirt and used it as a simple bandage to wrap up the injured part.

After he scooped up some water to quench his thirst, he washed off the dirt on his face and body, changed into clothes that didn't splatter blood, and after tidying up his whole body, he just broke off a branch and carried a few taels of it. Bo Yin walked out of the valley full of dead people along the winding path.

But before he reached the populated town, two figures blocked his way.Out of nowhere were two grown men, one old and one young.The older one was dressed in a Taoist robe in green with fluttering sleeves, and his beard and hair were all white. He looked kindly and kind-eyed, but the brows were more of a worldly look, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a fairy.

The young one looked no more than a weak crown, wearing a white shirt with a waist and wide sleeves, and holding three thousand blue silks, it was just a green bamboo hairpin all over the body.He doesn't use any decorations, his nature is natural, his eyebrows are clear and cold, and he looks like a quiet and ascetic young man.

Before Fu Yunjun could speak, the elder with gentler eyebrows clasped his right wrist with one hand. Following the principle of prudence for newcomers, Fu Yunjun stood still and let the other party cut his pulse for a moment. He also took the thread button on his collar and looked at his bandage-wrapped chest.

After doing these few movements, the old man showed a relieved smile: "Brother Fu had already been killed by the thieves when I came here, and even Immortal Da Luo couldn't recover from it. Fortunately, your heart is born different from ordinary people. , the knife wound on the left chest saved your life."

It turned out to be the old acquaintance of the original owner of this body. Fu Yunjun did not integrate the memory of the original owner when he woke up in this body. Lai stared at the toe of the shoe in silence, looking overly frightened.

Seeing him like this, the latter really automatically and spontaneously imagined the scene of him being slaughtered and frightened by the villains before, and very understandingly threw out some information that Fu Yunjun wanted to know, and when he finished talking about his relationship with Fu Yunjun's original body , and finally found a way out for Fu Yunjun: "Your ancestors have been very kind to me, and now you are the only one left in the Fu family. I think your bones are strange, and your spiritual roots are not bad. You are a true cultivator." Good seedling, just ask if you would like to recognize me as a teacher and be my closed disciple."

Putting these words in the world that Fu Yunjun lived in before, it was a common line used by liars, but now that he was deceived by this person, the ending would not be worse than when he was alone.

Combining with what the old man revealed earlier, Fu Yunjun said what a farm boy who was in a sudden disaster should say: "If I am a true practitioner, can I avenge my family?"

The old man stroked his snow-white beard, and there was a bit of admiration and pity in his eyes: "I have already reported the revenge of the Fu family. With your filial piety, Brother Fu must be able to smile under the nine springs! If you today If you join my sect, I cannot guarantee that you will be invincible in the future, but you will always have the ability to protect yourself, and it will never be a problem to deal with an enemy of your level today."

"Master, please accept my apprentice's worship." Fu Yunjun made a decisive decision, and immediately bent his knees and knelt down towards the other party to perform this ceremony of worshiping the teacher. From then on, "the beginning of writing is as deep as the sea, and the world of mortals is like clouds from then on."

Not to mention the hardships he endured in order to cultivate in the first place, and how he watched his own sect flourish so that he later became the closed disciple of the head of the Wenshi Sect, and the second master among the many outer disciples of the Wenshi Sect. Uncle, second master.

I still remember that when he just crossed over, because the names of the Wenshi faction and the other two big factions were familiar, he thought that he might be wearing a book, and wanted to confirm whether he was wearing a book. If so, then What kind of plot are we waiting for now?

But because he was single and weak at the time, he had only an unreliable master and a cold-tempered senior brother to rely on, and he was afraid that he would be found out that he was not the original Fu Erniu, the orphan of the Fu family. He did not dare to act rashly, but simply checked the situation of Ouyang's family in Luzhou City next to Qingwu Peak, where the Wenshi faction often came, and found that Without this, people will give up in a hurry.

Later, after he gained a firm foothold in the realm of comprehension, he specially searched the family of Ouyang and those big jade ware owners in the entire mortal world. Fortunately, none of them matched what his cousin Fu Yunshu wrote. "mortal!The family set by the characters in Cultivation of the Realm.

He didn't find the existence of the protagonist in the book, so he let go of his heart and devoted himself to cultivation, because the original owner's physical cultivation aptitude is good, and the master who cared about the apprentice and the generous senior brother gave generous material support, he spent a relatively short period of 100 years. After completing the stages of foundation building, consecration, and fusion, his appearance is now maintained in his twenties, and his complexion is much fairer. When he looks at himself in the mirror, Fu Yunjun is occasionally startled—the appearance of the person in the mirror is almost the same as his previous life. Two, it's just a little more calm and calm that is cold and dusty and accumulated over time.

For people in the cultivation world, retreating for a hundred years is not worth mentioning at all, but for the mortal world that is most closely related to the cultivation world, a hundred years is enough for them to change several rulers or even overthrow several dynasties. During this period of time, Ouyang Lengyan was born quietly. Judging from the young age and clear eyes just now, the protagonist of the original book should have successfully transmigrated into the body of the demented child Ouyang Lengyan.

After being chased and killed by the insidious second uncle for several plots, the current Ouyang Lengyan should have heard the news that the major cultivation sects will recruit some disciples in the mortal world every year on the fifth day of August.

According to those rumors, if someone has outstanding talent, he will be selected as an outer disciple of the great sect. As long as he studies hard, he will enter the inner sect. In the future, he will be valued by the head of the sect. Long live a hundred years, attain Taoism and ascend to immortality.

This kind of talk is of course used to fool people. Every year, those big sects have to select a bunch of outside disciples, among them there are not a few who are talented and intelligent.Even if you are lucky enough to enter the inner sect, you must be able to obtain various resources, otherwise, no matter how talented you are, you will only be stuck in the foundation building stage.

People from the realm of comprehension can live longer than those from the ordinary realm even if they don’t practice those skills, and then you will miss the best age of cultivation with the passing of time. You are old, and those younger and more enterprising newcomers are really eyeing the position you have finally gotten into. After all their lives, it can be said that these outer disciples are very rare in the cultivation world.

But the description of the structure of this world in the novel is limited after all, and his cousin who wrote the book just wrote it for fun, and it is full of loopholes. Anyway, everything in the book revolves around the protagonist. Nothing is impossible.

When Fu Yunjun recalled the contents of the book, his eyes were empty, and there was no focus when looking at things. Originally, his skin did not seem to have much fireworks, but this posture fell into the eyes of others, who thought he was enlightened and was about to become a fairy. Deng Xian left.

Fortunately, having been Fu Yunjun's senior brother for so many years, Yunyi still knows him quite well, and knows that the reason her junior brother looks like this is because he is wandering away in a daze.

He clenched his palms into fists and put them on his lips and coughed twice: "Junior brother is distracted like this, but he was thinking about the young man he met at the foot of the mountain just now. Looking at the young man's aptitude, I'm afraid he is not suitable for cultivating real miscellaneous spiritual roots. But if junior brother likes it, I will say hello when the time comes, and there is no problem in accepting him as an outer disciple."

As a result, as soon as Yunyi finished speaking, Fu Yunjun hastily rejected his proposal: "This is absolutely impossible! You tell me, if this person wants to join our Wenshi Sect, those who recruit outer disciples must not let him be a disciple .”

Fu Yunjun's unsteady appearance is really rare, even Yun Yi, who has always been a nosy person, couldn't help but be a little more curious: "That's my guess was wrong, maybe the younger brother has a grudge against that ancestor."

Fu Yunjun laughed: "I only came to settle in Qingwu Peak in the mortal world the year before last. I usually stay at home, so how can I have an enmity with such a young baby."

Yunyi became more and more puzzled: "Then why? Could it be that you think he is not desirable because he greedily eats your pies and radishes?"

Fu Yunjun was speechless: "Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about? If you insist on finding a reason, you can think so too. In short, I think that child is the lone star of Tiansha. Our Wenshi sect pays attention to fate, and he is not suitable for our sect. It's not good if you invite them in and cause trouble..."

Seeing that the other party was still a bit dazed, Fu Yunjun said simply and rudely: "There is no other reason, I just don't like him, I think this person has a short life, a natural disaster, a lone star!" When he said this, the little white dog nestled in his arms poked out its fluffy head, stretched out its two front paws and nodded in a bow, echoing Fu Yunjun and barking several times in succession.