The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Muyun thought that she would not be able to sleep.

After all, a ghost doesn't need sleep unless he puts himself to sleep on purpose.

Tonight, I learned the shocking secret that Tang Xi has the blood of the monster race. No matter how I think about it, I will feel restless and unable to sleep.

However, listening to the sound of Ji Ming's even breathing beside him, sleepiness hit him like a sea wave.

Cheng Muyun was dreaming, ghosts have no memories, so they shouldn't be dreaming.

To be precise, it is a memory.

The dream was very long, from the time he met Ji Changhuai for the first time in that mountain village, to when he was taken to the Lushan School.

Cheng Muyun once lived in Ji Changhuai's room for a long time, and in those years, he had frequent nightmares.No matter how strong Cheng Muyun was at that time, he was still a child of only four or five years old.

Every time the wolf demon devoured the villagers, it would directly start eating in the open space of the village in front of all the survivors.The wolf demon likes the villagers trembling with fear, which seems to be an excellent condiment for him.

He will follow the habit of wild wolves, starting with tearing open the stomach and eating the most tender internal organs.At that time, people with tenacious vitality may not be dead, but will be rolling and struggling.

The people who were forced to surround them watched their relatives and friends being torn apart, chewed, and slowly left only bones with some residual flesh and blood.

After the wolf demon has finished eating, he will force the villagers to collect the bones and build them up into towers of human bones as their trophies.

The young Cheng Muyun couldn't avoid it, and even restrained her relatives in this world with her own hands.In the first few years, he was haunted by nightmares every night, unable to sleep well.

After Ji Changhuai found out, he carried the panicked Cheng Muyun into his room and coaxed him to sleep.In this way, the two slept together for several years until Cheng Muyun went down the mountain alone for the first time when he was 16 years old.

After returning to the sect, Ji Changhuai said that he was already capable of being alone, and it was not suitable for him to live in the same room, so Cheng Muyun returned to the house he hadn't set foot in for many years.

At that time, Cheng Muyun didn't think much about it. Although he was a little bit reluctant, he was obedient until Ji Changhuai brought Tang Xi back.

When Tang Xi went up the mountain, he was about seven or eight years old, and it seemed that his whole family was slaughtered by a monster. He also fell into nightmares every night and couldn't sleep, and was extremely dependent on Ji Changhuai.

So, one night, Cheng Muyun watched Tang Xi knock on Ji Changhuai's door with the quilt in his arms, crying that he couldn't sleep.

Ji Changhuai accepted Tang Xi with the same gentle attitude many years ago.

At that time, Cheng Muyun was mad with anger, jealousy eroded his heart like poison, and even gave birth to the terrible idea of ​​locking up senior brother and only seeing himself.

After waking up, he panicked and felt that it was unreasonable to be jealous of a child himself, so he left a note and went down the mountain alone.

When he was away, he repeatedly convinced himself that he was a poor child whose whole family was killed by the monster clan, just like himself back then.

The elder brother led him out of the nightmare with all kinds of tenderness at the beginning, and now he should treat Tang Xi like this, and even Cheng Muyun should treat Tang Xi with the same attitude.

After figuring it out, Cheng Muyun returned to the Lushan School, learning to take care of Tang Xi with the attitude of a senior brother, and wanted to use her past experience to help Tang Xi get out of her nightmare.

In fact, for Cheng Muyun, every memory is a painful act of uncovering the scars.It's just that he feels that if he can help Tang Xi, even if it hurts a little, it doesn't matter.

He never expected that Tang Xi in this world would have the blood of the Yaozu, the Yaozu...

Intense anger and resentment swept through every part of Cheng Muyun's body, and he even thought that almost everyone in the Ming Lushan faction was murdered by monsters.

If they knew that Tang Xi had the blood of the demon clan, would they be disgusted by their doting on Tang Xi?

Maybe not, after all, as long as Tang Xi shows weakness, acts like a baby, and cooks some delicious meals, he can be loved by everyone.

Cheng Muyun was not reconciled, and his strong jealousy made him not want to see Tang Xi...

Cheng Muyun in the dream was pointing a sword at Tang Xi.He looked at Tang Xi, at the face that made people feel good at first sight, but he only felt that this person was disgustingly hypocritical.

Tang Xi is very kind, so kind that he doesn't want to hurt any life, including demons.It was precisely because of his stupid behavior that Ji Changhuai was injured.

Why is stupid kindness still loved by these people from the Lushan faction? The jealousy in Cheng Muyun's heart poured out like ink.

Should I cut this face and pierce this weak body, so that I will never...

At this moment, Cheng Muyun felt a soft touch on his eyes, which was both familiar and strange.

There was a soft sigh, followed by the sound that made him fall asleep.

The dream gradually faded away.

***

The next day.

When Cheng Muyun opened his eyes, it was already bright daylight.

He frowned slightly, his consciousness slowly recalling what happened last night.By the way, Ji Ming!

Cheng Muyun's plan was to create an ambiguous atmosphere that the two of them did something while Jiming was still awake, but he didn't expect to dream about something in the past, which made him oversleep.

When he touched his side, there was no one there.

people run away.

Cheng Muyun frowned, turned over, lifted the curtain and got out of bed, only to see Ji Ming sitting at the table not far from the bed, closing his eyes, flicking the beads and chanting sutras softly.

Cheng Muyun walked over and sat down on Jiming's lap without any politeness.Ji Ming didn't respond and continued to chant sutras.

"Master, you still pestered me last night, why are you so indifferent today?"

no respond.

Cheng Muyun became more and more upset. Last night's dream made him feel more immersed in this world.Jealousy, he was extremely jealous that Tang Xi could allow Ji Changhuai to tolerate him unconditionally.

Ji Ming didn't open his eyes, and continued to chant sutras as if he hadn't been affected in any way.Cheng Muyun wanted him to open his eyes.

He moved more and more wantonly, pushed aside the monk's robe, and licked the scratch left by last night.

The sound of chanting finally stopped for a moment, and just when Cheng Muyun was about to be pushed away, he heard the interrupted chanting continue.

After that, no matter how Cheng Muyun harassed him, Jiming remained unmoved.

He didn't open his eyes until the last verse was read, and said, "Benefactor Cheng."

Cheng Muyun stared at him and said, "Do you know what happened last night?"

Ji Ming: "The poor monk lost consciousness at that time, I don't know."

"You slept with me." Cheng Muyun was confident and distorted the facts, "Look, the mark on your shoulder is proof, so you are responsible."

He knew that Ji Ming was not stupid, and he definitely knew that nothing happened between the two of them, they were just using it to negotiate conditions.

Ji Ming looked at him with calm eyes, and said, "Okay."

A simple word seems to promise a trivial thing.

"..."

Cheng Muyun became even more upset.This attitude really made him angry, and he couldn't help but think of Ji Changhuai's attitude towards Tang Xi in the dream, which was always a simple word "good".

And when he asked for something, Ji Changhuai would always analyze gently and patiently why he couldn't ask for it.

very annoying.

He frowned, and said in a hurry: "Since you have to be responsible, you go and find me ten or eight young men to help me practice."

Speaking of this, Cheng Muyun got off Jiming's lap, took a step back, looked him up and down, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "After all, I don't think Master Jiming last night is very good, not as delicious as imagined."

Ji Ming flicked a Buddhist bead and said, "You don't have to use this method to cultivate, even if it doesn't hurt people's lives, it's not the right way after all."

Cheng Muyun naturally wouldn't listen, and smiled, "Oh? Then you are going to work hard and save me with your body?"

"Come here." Ji Ming wrapped the Buddhist beads in his left palm around his hands, and beckoned to Cheng Muyun.

"Do not."

"I have other ways to help you leave."

Cheng Muyun's heart moved, and he had to say that Jiming's proposal hit the most urgent need in his heart at the moment.Don't talk about progress bar fixes without leaving here.

In order to fix the progress bar, other things can be put aside for the time being.

Seeing Cheng Muyun struggling a bit, Ji Ming stood up helplessly and stopped a step away from him.

He asked, "Is there any weapon in the house?"

Cheng Muyun looked at him for a moment, then walked aside, took out a dagger from the cabinet and handed it over, which was left by the little Taoist priest named Xu Fu.

"What do you want this for? This thing can hurt people, but it can't hurt ghosts."

"Blood contract." Jiming said, "After that, you can leave with me."

Cheng Muyun was slightly taken aback, this blood deed is the Taoism of the Lushan School, which is probably similar to some unorthodox methods of raising ghosts.It's just that the Lushan faction's blood contract is an equal contract, and both parties to the contract can cancel it at any time.

Ji Ming has become a monk now, but he doesn't seem to shy away from using Taoist techniques, which is a bit interesting.

It's a pity that Cheng Muyun is still pretending to have amnesia, otherwise he could use this to figure out the reason why Ji Ming became a monk.

He had no choice but to pretend to be suspicious, and asked, "Smelly monk, are you cheating on me? Want to raise a ghost?"

Ji Ming calmly said: "The two parties in this technique are in an equal relationship."

He picked up the short sword and put it in Cheng Muyun's hand, then squeezed the hilt and cut his palm, "It will take a certain amount of time to complete the technique, if you find something wrong, you can pierce my heart at any time, and the contract will naturally be terminated."

After that, he pointed the tip of the sword to his chest, let go, and began to draw runes on Cheng Muyun's palm.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Cheng Muyun pressed it firmly against Jiming's chest, and looked down at the rune in the palm of his right hand.Sure enough, it was the technique of the Lushan School.

Fu Cheng, the blood turned golden and slowly sank into Cheng Muyun's body.

He didn't feel any restraint, on the contrary, his soul and body felt relaxed.The house here will no longer bind him, and he will have no problem going wherever he wants.

The only problem is that the distance between him and Ji Ming cannot be too far away.Once she was too far away from Jiming, Cheng Muyun would be sent back to this house.

He frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, and said: "Being bound by the house is no different from being bound by you."

Ji Ming put down his hands, tore off the corner of his clothes casually, wrapped it around the wound on his palm, and said, "Where do you want to go? The poor monk has no fixed place and no destination."

"You mean, I have the final say on where I want to go?"

Ji Ming nodded.

"I'm going to Lushan faction." Cheng Muyun said decisively.

"Okay." Ji Ming still answered one word, seemingly without any grudges.

Cheng Muyun: "Why didn't you ask me, a ghost, why did you go to a sect like the Lushan Sect? What's more, I also arrested the head and chief disciple of the Lushan Sect some time ago."

Jiming said: "If you want to go, then go."