Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

"I'm going to Mianyu Village."

Ye Wuchen leaned on the column of Lan Que Pavilion and said impatiently.

After repeated confirmation, he came to the dreamland with only the system of "stick to the plot" again, and this time the dreamland was connected with the previous plot of "Mo Yun accepted the task and was punished by Ye Wuchen".

Damn, playing serial dramas in a dream, crazy!

"The child is injured, I'll go..." Ye Wuchen's voice was slightly anxious.

The body is out of his control, Ye Wuchen can only follow the dream.

Hearing what he said, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but feel a pain when he thought of the bloodstains on Mo Yun's back that he had punched.

When I first wrote the book, why did I write so hard.

"The plot of the original book is like this, the host doesn't have to worry."

The system said coldly.

For some reason, the image of Mo Yun walking down to Qingfeng with slow steps and trembling came to mind.

At that time, Ye Wuchen was right behind him, but he didn't look back, his steps were heavy and powerful, with an iron sword at his waist that all disciples of his sect had, and his slightly trembling back was upright, with a sense of stubbornness and a trace of indifference , more decisive.

Ye Wuchen's lips trembled, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer: "But I am the author, am I not? I wrote the plot, why can't I change it...?"

The voice of the system is still indifferent: "The host please recognize the reality."

Ye Wuchen is no longer the author, he is the host who needs to perform tasks.

His fingertips trembled slightly, he inserted the vermilion cylinder, and removed a layer of red paint. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "During the protagonist's training, can I not appear in front of the protagonist?"

"Yes."

"What if he can't recognize me?"

"..."

"Okay, right?"

"Please host not to take advantage of the program's loopholes."

"That's fine."

Ye Wuchen no longer cared about the system in his mind, he used Zhang Chuanwei Talisman, went directly to Mianyu Village, counting the time in his mind, and ambushed near the entrance of the village.

There was a light spring rain in those two days, Ye Wuchen only used a few water-avoiding talismans, but did not hold up the rain-proof enchantment, and the dantian in his body did not allow him to use a lot of spiritual power.

After waiting for two days without sleep, finally seeing Mo Yun limping over, Ye Wuchen immediately tidied himself up to look like an immortal.

Then Mo Yun saw an old man with gray hair and a long beard on his chin, holding a whisk and almost floating past his eyes.

Mo Yun turned a blind eye and continued walking towards Mianyu Village.

Ye Wuchen, who floated his head, was a little dazed, as if he was using too much force.

After coughing twice, he floated back unsteadily, only then did Mo Yun realize that he was stepping on a snow-colored auspicious cloud.

Ye Wuchen flicked his fly whisk for pretense, almost hitting himself in the face, he stroked his white beard, and said kindly: "Look at this little fairy friend..."

Mo Yun continued to ignore him, and walked forward on his own.

"Hey!" Ye Wuchen chased after him, and hurriedly handed him the prepared elixir, saying earnestly: "Little old man sees that you are seriously injured, so I will give you some elixirs..."

Mo Yun glanced at him indifferently, cupped his fists and bowed: "Thank you, senior."

Then he ran away, ran away...

Ye Wuchen heaved a sigh of relief, and fell to the ground collapsed—with his current spiritual power, he could only transform for so long.

Immediately, his disguise quickly faded, and he returned to a tall and slender man. Ye Wuchen's eyelids seemed to be heavy, and they closed slowly.

Mo Yun ran to the entrance of Mianyu Village with the elixir in his pocket, without any unnecessary movements, just staring at the medicine bottle silently.

It's... the aura on Master's body.

He looked back and saw that the old man riding the snow-colored auspicious cloud had disappeared, leaving only rugged rocks and wild grass all over the ground, and nothing else.

He put the elixir in his bosom, but unexpectedly, he was seen by the thin young man guarding the entrance of the village. He giggled, grabbed the medicine bottle from Mo Yun's bosom, and put it in the sun to examine it carefully.

"Yo, this thing is good!"

The medicine bottle is made of jade, as smooth as suet, crystal clear in the sun, the wall is as thin as paper, and the bottle mouth is plugged with a cork, which looks very valuable.

The thin young man raised his eyebrows at Mo Yun: "Is the little brother here to make a wish?"

Seeing the flash of greed in his eyes, Mo Yun said after a moment of silence: "This is a meeting gift."

The thin young man patted him on the shoulder, and the laugh that he thought he was hearty was like a rooster crowing in Mo Yun's ears, "Then I will accept it unceremoniously!"

Where he couldn't see, Mo Yun's eyes looked straight at the medicine bottle in the young man's hand, and then slowly lowered his eyes——

Forget it, this shouldn't be something you can have.

……

The dream continued, and Ye Wuchen began to wonder if he was wearing it again.

At this moment, in the dream, he decided to start squatting at the heroine. After all, the heroine is set according to his own preferences, so of course he has to watch and emulate.

Ye Wuchen was rubbing his little hands in his heart.

The system has let him take advantage of the loopholes.

In an inn near Mianyu Village, a young girl in emerald clothes was talking with her companions.

"Why would little junior sister want to come here to play?"

Ye Wuchen sat at the table next to them, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard these words—the first sentence of the heroine's appearance!

Quietly turned his head and glanced, the person who spoke looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, his body was clean, like a lotus flower that was not stained by mud, his skin was creamy, his face was like a peach blossom, his gestures were full of dignity and tenderness, like a thrush He was looking at the "little junior sister" in her mouth.

That's right, it's the heroine Tang Wanfeng.

During the time when he was writing the book, he was very cute, adhering to the concept of "female junior, holding gold bricks", making the female protagonist three years older than the male protagonist.

Ye Wuchen got up to pay the bill in satisfaction, and accidentally knocked his waist against the corner of the table. He seemed to hear a crisp sound amidst the noisy voices, but the system in his mind was hurriedly urging him to stay away from the plot line. He had no choice but to leave .

After he left in a hurry, Tang Wanfeng at the other table leaned over to pick up the evenly colored jade pendant with animal patterns on the ground. She glanced at the leftovers on the next table, frowned slightly, and put the jade pendant in her sleeve.

There is a pattern of Immortal Sword Sect on the jade pendant, please return it when you meet someone from Immortal Sword Sect.

……

Falling into pitch darkness, Ye Wuchen looked like a traveler who couldn't find his way, swaying left and right in this empty and dark place, unable to tell whether the road ahead was the future or the way home.

He recalled the dream this time, he was not shocked, and Ye Wuchen's behavior in the dream was familiar, as if if it was him, he would do that too.

He looked at himself as if he was a bystander, but in fact, Ye Wuchen's choice in the dream coincided with his own.

He began to be unable to tell which side was a dream and which side was reality...

"Host!"

A small glowing white ball rushed over, staring at its small red eyes, and circling around Ye Wuchen.

"Is the host okay?"

"Why are you here?"

The little white ball got stuck for a while, and said solemnly: "This is the host's soul space. I have bound the host's soul, so of course I can come in."

"is it?"

Ye Wuchen's eyes carried a little scrutiny.

"Yes, it is!"

"Where is the 'stick to the plot'?"

"It, it wants to shock the host, let me put it into a forced sleep, hehe."

"What did I do to call me?"

Ye Wuchen obviously has an attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

The little white ball swayed up and down, as if thinking, raised its head to rub against Ye Wuchen, but he slapped it away: "I want to listen to the truth."

Little Baiqiu got up, trembling, not daring to look into Ye Wuchen's eyes.

"The host is training with the protagonist. That guy has been wanting to call the host for a long time."

Listening to it's explanation, Ye Wuchen's doubts were dispelled. He apologized to Xiaobaiqiu and explained:

"Sorry, the dreams I have these days are really weird, it feels like someone did it on purpose."

The little white ball asked suspiciously: "What did the host dream about?"

Ye Wuchen looked at it and saw that it didn't seem like a lie, so he skipped the topic and asked some outside matters.

As for the things in the dream, he didn't intend to tell little white ball, those experiences were really not good.

The little white ball happily explained the situation outside to him, and the explanation with one ball and one mouth made Ye Wuchen feel like he was actually there.

After a brief understanding of the outside affairs, Ye Wuchen felt that a problem had arisen.

"How do I get out?"

The little white ball swayed, hesitated to speak, and shook his body——I don’t know.

Lu Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw that Ye Wuchen had fallen asleep peacefully, so he put him alone in the barrier to check his apprentice's experience results.

Seeing him in the distance, Yuxi seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and flew over to hug him, with tears and snot all over him.

"Master, I can't do it!"

Mo Yun looked behind him anxiously, then turned around calmly.

Master is not there.

During Yuxi's crying, Lu Xiao gradually figured out what happened. He closed his eyes and released his spiritual consciousness, covering the entire village. A barrier built with monster energy."

Shi Jin paused for wiping his tears, and shouted like a broken can, "So what! They trapped me first!"

Lu Xiao is also an elder anyway, he has never seen anything before, he said casually, "Your enchantment can kill people..."

……

"Can't I get out?"

Ye Wuchen looked at Xiao Baiqiu in despair, as if about to make a will.

Xiao Baiqiu smiled awkwardly, and replied: "Wait, I'll go out and wake you up."

"what?"

The little white ball explained very seriously: "Because the host's body is in a coma, and the soul is in an awake state, it is trapped here. As long as the host's body wakes up, the soul can go out!"

After speaking, it turned into a wisp of white smoke and slipped away as if flying.

Ye Wuchen was thinking about the meaning of that passage, and felt that it was really complicated, so he said to himself: "You talk a lot, you are right."

After the little white ball got out of Ye Wuchen's body, it quietly lay on his chest, emitting a warm light.

Suddenly, Ye Wuchen felt the world spinning, and he saw a rolling galaxy.

The little white ball lay on his chest unconsciously, and fell asleep fragrantly. Ye Wuchen put it into his sleeve, stepped out of the barrier, and stepped on the dead leaves rustling.

Mo Yun caught this movement almost immediately, his eyes lit up: "Master!"