The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

"You came."

The man in Tsing Yi didn't turn his head, but spoke out.

Wan Chengyi stopped approaching cautiously, "Excuse me."

Cheng Muyun turned around and looked over, "Why is your leg limping?"

Wan Chengyi lowered his head and saw his bandaged leg that could only drag on the ground.Confused, he took a step back.

"I couldn't beat those people, so I got hurt."

Cheng Muyun didn't care about how he got hurt, and didn't ask him nonsense like whether it hurt or not, but said something lightly.

"This is not reality, and what you appear here is not a body."

Wan Cheng raised his head suspiciously, a little puzzled, his gloomy face rarely showed a bit of innocence belonging to a child, "What? You mean, this is a dream?"

Cheng Muyun smiled softly, "You can understand it this way. In the dream, why are you bound by the pain of your body?"

He paused, and suddenly restrained his smile, "It's just not strong enough."

Wan Chengyi was originally a person with extremely high comprehension, and he understood it in just a few words, "I understand."

He sat down directly on the ground, raised his hand and began to remove the bandages on his legs, one by one, finally revealing the intact leg inside.

Wan Chengyi stood up and jumped a few more times, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore."

He looked up and remembered something, "I, can I know your name?"

"Cheng Muyun."

"Cheng, Mu, Yun?"

Wan Chengyi could still read some words.Back then, when his mother was not mad during the day, she would occasionally enter that narrow room to teach him how to read.

It's not to fulfill any responsibility as a mother, but just to prove that Wan Chengyi is not a sinner.

The sinners are uneducable, illiterate, brutal and bloody, and it is impossible to understand human ethics.However, before she had time to prove this in front of King Beichuan, she died.

Wan Tengyi never felt that literacy was of any use, because literacy could not save him from a few beatings, nor could it help him to eat a few more full meals.

In the past six months, literacy has forced him to spend more time with that disgusting Tao Ning.

Tao Ning was stupid, he still had to study, and he still had to complete the homework assigned by his husband.Tao Ning kept pestering him, and these things fell on Wan Chengyi's head.

Wan Tuyi had to face Tao Ning every day and repeatedly teach him how to read and write.

At this time, it is the only advantage.

Cheng Muyun beckoned, making Wan Teng suspicious.

He brushed his sleeve over the table, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared on it.Then, Cheng Muyun raised his pen and wrote down his name.

"Okay, it's your turn, write here." Cheng Muyun clicked next to his name.

Wan Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask why. He obediently picked up the pen, and when he was about to write, he stopped again.

He tensed up, held his breath, and the nib of the pen trembled slightly.

Wan Cheng's doubtful eyes fell on the side next to the three characters that are flying and dancing. They are beautiful characters, with sharp pen and flowing water.

And his own handwriting, which he didn't deliberately practice, is very ugly, so ugly that it is a kind of blasphemy to appear next to these three words.

"What's wrong? Write."

"Ah good."

Wan Cheng doubtfully wrote down his name, looked up at the three words twisted into a ball, and looked up anxiously.

However, Cheng Muyun didn't seem to care about this, picked up the piece of paper with his right hand, and flicked it lightly with his left.

The paper turned into a golden light, and the names of the two were drawn on the white mist like a snake.

Wan Tuyi stared blankly, not understanding what it was.It's just his character. Asking Cheng Muyun's name was enough courage, and he didn't say a word at this time.

Cheng Muyun said: "Let's make an agreement, you find a body for me, and I will teach you martial arts."

Wan Cheng's suspicious eyes finally moved away from the two names, and looked over, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Muyun understands Wan Chengyi's character very well, after all, it's not the first time they get along with each other.

Suspicious and indifferent, sensitive and inferior when he was young, talking to him directly is more appropriate than beating around the bush.

"I am an immortal from the upper realm. I failed to cross the tribulation in this realm. I lost my body and only this remnant soul remains. The place we are in is the mustard space that I carried with me back then."

Cheng Muyun told frankly, "It's the jade pendant you hang on your chest. It has been stored here for hundreds of years. The aura in the mustard space has almost been consumed. It is the dragon aura on you that awakened me."

Wan Chengyi caught the point and asked, "Dragon Qi on my body?"

Cheng Muyun nodded, "Take off your shirt."

"..."

Wan Chengyi unbuttoned his shirt without asking any further questions, then turned around and turned his back to Cheng Muyun.

The blackness on his left face spread from his face to his neck, and then to his entire back, all of which were daunting lines.

The most frightening thing was that the black lines on the back actually formed a twisted and ferocious pattern of howling ghosts.

He closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his fists tightly by his side, shaking so hard.

The people behind him didn't speak for a long time, and Wan Chengyi didn't move, he just felt a little cold...

Inexplicably cold.

Finally, the judgment came.

"It's a little different from what I thought."

Sure enough, it still didn't work, no one would accept him after seeing those horrible patterns on his back.At the beginning, his mother didn't reject him that much from the beginning. It wasn't until the lines on his face spread to his back that he was regarded as a ghost.

"Put on your clothes and turn around."

Wan Cheng was suspicious of a password and a movement, and lowered his head after turning around, not wanting to see the disgusted expression of the person in front of him.

"I need to modify the content of the contract..."

Wan Tuyi didn't look up at first, his ears were buzzing, and there were large black and red blocks in front of his eyes. The only sliver of reason left supported him to still stand here.

"Your potential is far beyond my imagination. If so, then find me a body that best suits my soul."

"What!" Wan Cheng raised his head suspiciously, his face full of disbelief.

Cheng Muyun frowned, "What? Do you think my conditions are harsh?"

Without waiting for Wan Chengyi to answer, he continued, "I thought that you were just a child who was lucky enough to activate a little black dragon blood, but now it seems that is not the case."

"My potential is far beyond your imagination?"

Cheng Muyun: "It's just potential. This dragon energy has been condensed into such a state. To use it for oneself, it is impossible without inhuman perseverance. Moreover, the black dragon's energy is extremely violent. If you want to tame it, you will be in danger of losing your life at any time."

Wan Tuyi just stared at Cheng Muyun, nodded vigorously, "I agree! I will sign this contract."

"..., that's good. Anyway, no matter what, I'm not at a loss."

Cheng Muyun waved his sleeve robe, and the two golden names turned into two golden lights, sinking into each other's chests.

The three characters "Wan Tuyi" did not enter Cheng Muyun's chest, while the three characters "Cheng Muyun" did not enter Wan Tuyi's chest.

"The contract has been reached. From today onwards, I will teach you the basic body training method. Only when you are strong enough can you survive the torture of using dragon energy."

Wan Teng lowered his head suspiciously, stared blankly at his heart for a moment, then knelt down with a "bang--".

Cheng Muyun took a step back, with a puzzled tone, "What are you doing?"

"Apprenticeship, shouldn't you kneel down when you are an apprentice? I have seen others do this when they worship a martial arts master."

Cheng Muyun glanced at him, mercilessly, "Who said I'm going to be your master, it's just a contract, you find me a body, I'll exchange it with my heart."

This was said coldly and ruthlessly, completely clearing up the direct relationship between the two.

Wan Cheng doubtfully lowered his head and stood up in frustration.

Cheng Muyun casually picked up the pile of books on the side, flipped through them, and then threw a book over.

The book hit Wan Chengyi's chest directly, but he reacted quickly and caught it in a hurry.

"You can only go out after memorizing this book. You'd better hurry up, otherwise people outside will find you unconscious and drag you to the mass grave before dawn."

While threatening the children, Cheng Muyun walked to the bamboo bed next to him and lay down, and gave up the stone table and bench to Wan Chengyi.

"Don't stand still, sit down and watch."

Wan Cheng nodded suspiciously, and obediently began to read the book.

On the blue cover, there are three words written: Exercise.

Simple and direct, it is completely different from the names of those heaven-level and earth-level exercises that Wan Chengyi has heard are very powerful.

But he still felt as if he had found a treasure, opened the book, and read it hungrily.

Wan Tuyi read a page, but still couldn't understand it.He hesitated again and again, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Cheng...Senior Cheng, what does this sentence mean?"

Cheng Muyun half-lyed, and raised her eyelids, "You don't need to understand it now, just memorize it, it's just a body exercise, it's not a mental method, after you go out and get beaten a few times, you'll understand."

Wan Chengyi didn't question a word, nodded, and continued to recite.

He is indeed intelligent and has a high level of comprehension, but he memorized them all in just two hours.

Cheng Muyun was already up, drinking tea while sitting at the stone table, while listening to Wan Tongxin recite the exercises, and after confirming that he had recited word for word, he waved his hand.

"Okay, it's here today, you should go."

Wan Qi stood up suspiciously, as if he had made up his mind, bowed his head, and said loudly: "Senior Cheng, although you don't want to accept me as an apprentice, I will respect you like a father in the future!"

Cheng Muyun's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, "No need."

Wan Tuyi was a little frustrated, and didn't understand why Cheng Muyun was so indifferent, as if he only wanted to keep the relationship between the two of them on the transaction.

However, he gave himself a rope to climb up from the bottomless abyss. This kindness cannot be repaid with a transaction.

"No matter what, you are in my heart... that is, just like my father."

Cheng Muyun: "It's up to you."

When Wan Chengyi heard this sentence, he became happy again.

Cheng Muyun glanced at him, "After you go out, don't forget your homework. Next time you come in, I will check your progress."

He paused, "If the level of exercise is not enough, there is no need to proceed to the next stage."

"Ok!"

Wan Chengyi nodded vigorously, and then the white mist dissipated.

He woke up.

Very punctual.

At this time, the light outside was slightly bright, Wan Cheng got up suspiciously, and saw his injured leg.

He stared at the injured leg, and suddenly hammered it up forcefully, the severe pain went straight to the top of the sky, and it could even make an adult go crazy.

Wan Cheng doubted but didn't. He clutched the quilt tightly, gritted his teeth, and survived the inhuman pain.

Then, he opened his eyes.

Those dull, dull, dark eyes were astonishingly bright at this moment.

That's not a dream.

Even though it was so painful, he still remembered the exercise.

It's not a dream, it's all real, that person, that contract, it's all real.