Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

The red lanterns in Nanshi lit up one after another.Along the eaves, along the walls, along the lines of the vertical and horizontal streets and alleys, floating in the sky mightily.Osmanthus flower tiles, thousands of doors like the day.After the blue mist cleared, everyone walked out from the corner.The largest underground trading place in South Zezhou was bustling again at night.

Yan Qing prepared Xie Shiyi mentally in advance: "Have you read the script before?"

Xie Shiyi: "No."

Yan Qing: "No way, you haven't read the script, so your 200 years of life have been so boring."

Xie Shiyi glanced at him, and said calmly: "The surprise you mentioned is to take me to read the script?"

"..." Yan Qing suddenly felt bored, and complained, "Even if you can guess it next time, can you pretend not to know?"

But Yan Qing's plan fell through.The peddler was as timid as a mouse, frightened by Qingyan and the bell, he packed up his bed and ran away.When he got to the original place, there was only an empty space left.

Xie Shiyi chuckled, and said slowly: "You have found a venue, and you plan to give me the speech book yourself?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Xie Shiyi: "Oh, what a surprise."

Yan Qing chuckled, her tone was gloomy, and she bit each word hard: "Xianzun, you are so powerful, you have guessed all of this! Isn't it just a script? Let me tell you!"

Xie Shiyi looked down at him, ignoring his strange mood.It happened that the two of them walked past a stall on which there were all kinds of copper and iron knives and crudely made swords.Xie Shiyi stopped, curled his lower lip, and said lightly to Yan Qing: "The weapons hidden in the city. Are you satisfied?"

Yan Qing was not angry either. He squatted down calmly, picked up a wooden sword, and said sincerely to the buyer: "Shop, this weapon is good - look at the appearance, look at the momentum, look at the sharp edge, it's not for sale. One hundred thousand spirit stones can't be justified."

Shopkeeper: "???"

Yan Qing said categorically: "One price, one hundred thousand spirit stones, I don't want one less." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Xie Shiyi and said in an indifferent way: "Immortal Venerable, you can't let me pay for this money, right?" You know, our storyteller's family is very poor."

Xie Shiyi said casually, "I don't have a spirit stone on me."

Yan Qing retorted: "Don't you have a lot of valuable things on you?"

Xie Shiyi looked down at him.

"..." Seeing this, Yu Xin, who had been silently following the two since the auction, took a step forward: "Senior, I have a spirit stone with me, let me pay for it."

"Forget it." Yan Qing was just planning to torture Xie Shiyi, he couldn't bear to buy such a broken sword after spending [-] spirit stones.

After all, he is still a poor guy with a hundred spirit stones a month.

Yan Qing put down the wooden sword and said, "It's better for people to support themselves, and they can't always rely on others."

Yu Xin: "..." Oh!So if you care about our ally's main spirit stone, don't you call it relying on others? !

Although there are very few people who have met Xie Shiyi in Shangzhongtian, but the black market is full of fish and dragons, Yan Qing still doesn't want to drag him here for a long time.Afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, although Xie Shiyi is usually looking for other people's troubles.

Back to Wang Qingzong must pass through [-] steps, Yan Qing took out the book of words in his sleeve, and he could guess the approximate plot just by looking at the catalog.

Turning to the first page casually, read by moonlight:

"There is such a legendary figure in the world of comprehension, named Murong Motian, who is outstanding in appearance and cold in temperament. He is at the top of the Qingyun list and at the peak of the transformation stage. Countless infatuated men and women bowed down for him. Helplessly, Immortal Murong is unreasonable, ruthless and ruthless, and none of the men and women who climbed onto his couch were turned away by him, puff ha ha ha ha!"

After reading Yan Qing, he was so happy that he closed the book, he couldn't help but laugh, the more he thought about it, the more he found it funny, and asked: "Xianzun, is this true?"

Xie Shiyi didn't show any expression after listening.It's just that when Yan Qing was too happy to look at the road, he flicked his sleeve to help him roll up a dead branch under his feet, and asked softly without answering: "Do you think I'm surprised or happy now?"

Surprise, surprise, surprise or joy?

Yan Qing was notorious thanks to Eunuch Qi in her previous life, so she can understand Xie Shiyi's current mood very well.

But when I heard his question, I just wanted to be angry with him, and I didn't want to say: "Of course I'm overjoyed! Yaoyao, it seems that your life in Shangzhongtian is very rich and colorful, Yanfu is not shallow Yanfu Not shallow."

Xie Shiyi didn't speak.

Yan Qing blinked: "So it's true or not?"

Xie Shiyi tilted his head and looked at him lightly.

The moonlight and the red plums complement each other. When he looks at people seriously, the blue in the depths of his eyes is faintly visible, like broken jade shooting stars.After a long time, he looked away and said, "Fake."

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Xie Shiyi said: "There are very few people who can see me. Even fewer people dare to act presumptuously in front of me."

This is a fictional folk tale, and this is him in the worldly imagination.

But also... the 100 years lost between them.

Xie Shiyi paused, and said quietly: "I have been practicing for 100 years after joining the Wangqing Sect. After taking over the Xianmeng, I have been in the Xiaoyu Palace. I am not unkind, but I will come to me No one needs favors. As for being ruthless and wanting nothing——" After finishing speaking, he laughed in a low voice, his voice was cold: "I didn't even know I had this character."

"Ah?" Yan Qing didn't expect to get such a serious explanation from him, and was dazed in the wind with the script for a while, and it took a long time before he said, "Oh."

Xie Shiyi asked lightly: "Do you still want to talk?"

Yan Qing asked back, "Do you want to listen?"

Xie Shiyi looked up at him.

In fact, he had heard these comments.No one dared to let him see this kind of folklore, but it didn't mean he wouldn't know it.

But knowing doesn't mean wanting to know.

But the [-] steps are too long, and almost all of Lian Qing's interest is in his eyes.

Xie Shiyi said, "Let's talk."

"Okay." Yan Qing's eyes reflected the starlight, and his eyes completed the crescent moon, and he turned the script again.He is simply bored now, and before he read it, he said a word: "Xie Shiyi, do you still remember the stories I told you in Youjue Prison?"

Xie Shiyi: "Remember."

Messy and illogical.

Yan Qing said quite confidently: "I think if I hadn't gone to the Demon Realm, it would be good to be a storyteller in the world."

Xie Shiyi said coolly: "You can indeed starve yourself to death."

Yan Qing rolled her eyes, took out the book and patted it: "Xie Shiyi, don't be so heartless in your words. As long as you know a little bit of sweet words in the book, you won't be as scary as you are now."

Xie Shiyi looked indifferent, lowered his eyes, quietly watching the road under Yan Qing's feet.

Yan Qing followed the first paragraph and said, "It's started. Junior brother still remembers the first time he saw the chief senior brother. He came back from traveling with a sword, his white clothes fluttering, like an exile... ok Long, I won’t read it anymore, let me summarize the plot for you.”

He looked directly at the catalog and could guess the general plot.

"Junior Junior Brother is a handyman disciple of the Wangqing Sect, and he has been bullied in the family. After he joined the Wangqing Sect alone, he was still bullied. In a snowy winter, he was thrown by the same sect by the cold pool in the forbidden area of ​​the sect. .Coincidentally, Senior Brother Murong is bathing in this cold pool. Seeing the pitiful look of Junior Junior Brother, I was moved to take him back and take him as a disciple."

Xie Shiyi was expressionless.

While looking at the catalog, Yan Qing glanced at ten lines and said, "Senior Brother Murong is very kind to this one and only apprentice. He taught him how to practice swords, taught him how to cultivate, and gave him countless magic tools. Junior brother is envied by everyone in the world and is regarded as a thorn in his side. .They secretly played tricks on the junior brother, so that the junior brother was either tied up or plotted against. Brother Murong would go all the way to save the junior brother from fire and water every time."

For the similar plot of being tied up and then being rescued, the author spiraled into a hundred chapters.

Yan Qing turned and turned, but it turned out to have a different plot point.

"Oh. Later, the younger brother was found to have a nightmare in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is a demon seed. In order to protect him, senior brother Murong willingly betrayed the sect??? Everyone betrayed their relatives, and wandered around the world with him..."

Yan Qing was silent for a moment after reading this.

A plum blossom brushed across the pages of the book, reflecting a thin layer of blood on the four words "All betrayed relatives".

Yan Qing lost his mind.

The people betrayed their relatives.

——[Xie Ying has been infatuated all his life, even death is at the hands of the one he loves.

For Bai Xiaoxiao's sake, he ruined the ruthless way, broke Liuli's heart, betrayed the sect, and left homeless.

What he got in the end was Bai Xiaoxiao's tearful sword. 】

Yan Qing held the book with a gloomy expression.

In fact, judging from the completely unfamiliar attitude of Xie Shiyi of the Rejuvenation School towards Bai Xiaoxiao, Yan Qing doesn't think "Love Nightmare" is a book with a correct plot.

But as soon as he was reborn, he was forced to accept the contents of the book "Nightmare in Love" before he recovered any memory about modern times.The content is also vague, I only remember the plot about the original owner and Xie Shiyi's final ending.This was a book that he was not interested in, and he read it at a glance. He knew what it was about but didn't know the plot at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to predict and warn in advance.

His rebirth was done by the Demon God, so this memory is not simple in Yan Qing's view.

Yan Qing didn't know what identity to use before, so she asked Xie Shiyi about Bai Xiaoxiao.Now it is because it involves the demon god, and they don't want to involve Xie Shiyi.It's not that Xie Shiyi is not capable of fighting against the demon god.

What he was afraid of was... Xie Shiyi entered the game, and in the end the enemy would become himself.

In the 100 years of Shifang City, the demon god made many deceptive demands in order to let him awaken the nightmare in the sea of ​​consciousness... Yan Qing was not completely unwavering.

"Xie Shiyi." Yan Qing opened his mouth, blinked, and laughed foolishly: "Let me comment."

Xie Shiyi: "What?"

Yan Qing said, "How's the plot going?"

Xie Shiyi said lightly: "Very good."

Yan Qing almost choked on his saliva, and threatened him fiercely: "Don't perfuse me, if you were Murong Motian, would you do this?"

Xie Shiyi glanced at him, recalled the plot, and said casually, "No."

Yan Qing: "What will happen?"

Xie Shiyi: "I won't accept disciples."

Yan Qing suppressed a smile: "Indeed, I can't imagine you as a master."

It is simply a mistake.

Xie Shiyi said clearly and calmly again: "Wangqing Sect has no servant disciples; Yuqing Peak will not allow outsiders to enter; it is not a good thing to meet me; if I really care about a person, I will not put him in various dangers. "

Yan Qing said without hesitation: "Oh, then will you betray the sect for love?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Xie Shiyi: "..."

After Yan Qing asked, she felt embarrassed and wanted to jump down from the [-] steps.But he still pretended to be calm, and changed the subject calmly: "Xianzun, do you like porridge?"

Xie Shiyi never answered this kind of question.He seemed to be smiling slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "You can guess if I will."

Then answer the following words.

"No. Don't I prefer to beg for food?"

Yan Qing: "..."