The plot sum is against this seat [Transmigration Book]

Seeing that he refused to move an inch, Shen Chunmian had no choice but to succumb and said, "Okay, follow as you please."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at his wrist again, and then asked through gritted teeth: "Junior Brother Jiang, please let go, I don't want to have any physical contact with you in the future, do you understand?"

Jiang Zhufeng still refused to move, and the strength to hold his wrist was even stronger. Shen Chunmian felt a little pained, and his anger rushed up: "Jiang Zhufeng?!"

"You are cunning by nature. If I let go, you will probably run away." Unlike his anger, Jiang Zhufeng said calmly, "Besides, you are a hollow body. If you want to escape, it must be easy."

Shen Chunmian couldn't pull it away after pulling twice, so he had no choice but to continue to give in, but he couldn't get angry in the end, so he said angrily: "You'd better follow me when I go to the latrine."

He deliberately walked forward quickly, and Jiang Zhufeng followed him naturally: "Everyone who enters the foundation building can be bigu, you are already a half-immortal body, even if you eat and drink occasionally, it will be transformed into spiritual power ——How many years ago did you build the foundation, how can you still remember such a vulgar thing as a hut?"

Shen Chunmian refused to talk to him with a cold face.

The two walked side by side for a while, Shen Chunmian didn't know his purpose, and Jiang Zhufeng didn't ask where he was going.

"You are very hot now," Jiang Zhufeng said suddenly, "you are hotter than ordinary people."

Shen Chunmian frowned: "Nonsense, this seat is the root of fire, you are the root of ice, you think I'm hot, but this seat still thinks you are cold."

No matter how good the material of the clothes on his body was, it would inevitably rub against the large and small redness and wounds on his body, so every step he took, Shen Chunmian hated Jiang Zhufeng more and more.

"Since you feel that this seat is hot, just start with a sense of understanding, and don't follow this seat anymore."

But even if he said that, Jiang Zhufeng remained indifferent.

I don't know if it was the sequelae of the heat poison last night, but Shen Chunmian always felt a little nausea in his stomach and a little dizzy in his head, so he planned to go back to the Bone Bone Garden to sleep again.

No matter which direction he went, Jiang Zhufeng followed him closely, just when he was about to step into the newly renovated dormitory, Jiang Zhufeng asked again: "You are not like Shen Chunmian, who are you? "

Without waiting for Shen Chunmian to answer, Jiang Zhufeng continued: "Even if Shen Chunmian lives again, it is impossible for Shen Chunmian's temperament to change drastically to yours. Everything changes."

He is the person who hates Shen Chunmian the most in this world, so he is also the person who understands him best.

Even if the original Shen Chunmian died [-] times, it would be impossible for this sect to correct his evil ways, stop burning, killing and looting everywhere, and farm here honestly.

Shen Chunmian was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said casually: "Yes, I am indeed not the original leader of Lihen..."

As soon as he said this, he heard that what he said just now was distorted into a string of strange syllables out of thin air, and Jiang Zhufeng also looked at him with a strange and slightly puzzled look.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I'm not the original Shen Chunmian," Shen Chunmian tried again, "I don't belong to this broken world either."

As he uttered the first syllable, the uttered words were in vain inflections into a meaningless hum.

Jiang Zhufeng couldn't hear his words clearly, but he understood his lips. He looked at Shen Chunmian in a daze, and then, his amber pupils lit up suddenly: "Breaking the world? You don't belong to here?"

He uncontrollably pressed Shen Chunmian against the wall, and muttered to himself: "No wonder you can't be controlled by the 'Day of Heaven', no wonder you said your name last night...but how did you come here?"

Jiang Zhufeng's breath was so close that his thin lips almost touched the tip of his nose.

"I'm warning you," Shen Chunmian pushed him, "don't touch me, or I won't be polite."

"Say," Jiang Zhufeng pressed his wrist and asked forcefully, "You can enter and leave this 'world' at will, can't you? And where are the entrances and exits?"

Shen Chunmian looked away, and said in a low voice, "I also want to know where the exit is."

He was already mentally weak, and now he was being treated so roughly, the load-bearing beam in his heart suddenly broke, and the emotions that had been accumulated in his heart for the past month suddenly poured out.

Almost without any warning, Shen Chunmian grabbed Jiang Zhufeng by the collar: "Do you think you are the only one not free? Why do you treat me so fiercely? Is it up to me to become this role? If I I have a choice, I would rather die in the real world than come here to suffer this kind of suffering!"

From the beginning of the sentence "Why are you being so fierce to me", Shen Chunmian's words after that fell into Jiang Zhufeng's ears, and they all became that annoying buzzing sound.

"Why should I bear his fault?" Shen Chunmian said with red eyes, "Why do you want me to coax you one or two? I'm very tired, and I don't like this place..."

It is rare for him to lose control of his emotions like this. In the past, even if he was extremely tired in the film crew, he would just secretly wipe away his tears under the quilt, and he would be fine the next day after sleeping.

"I'd rather be the [-]th line for the rest of my life," Shen Chunmian's voice was already a little crying when he said this, "I don't want to be a bullshit leader here!"

"Do you understand, Jiang Zhufeng? If you understand, get the hell out of here, can't you fucking stay with Shen Wenru? If you want to relieve your hatred, why don't you just give me a sword when the time is up? What do you think? Who wants to play with you?"

As he spoke, he slid and knelt down, Jiang Zhufeng subconsciously reached out to grab him, but was slapped away by Shen Chunmian: "Go away, I beg you, can I stay alone for a while? "

Jiang Zhufeng rarely bothered him anymore, but when he turned to go out, he saw a few male pets dressed in weird sneaking over here.

Jiang Zhufeng took a look into the bedroom, but he didn't say anything.

This kind of involuntary feeling was the most sympathetic to him, but after verifying that Shen Chunmian in front of him was not the leader of Lihen whom he hated to the bone, the hatred in his heart was in vain.

Jiang Zhufeng felt that his whole heart suddenly became more empty.

If a person lives alone, if he doesn't even have hatred, how can he spend the rest of this long and hopeless life of despair?

At the same time, behind the promenade on the other side.

"Did you really see the leader come back? We have been waiting here for so long, why is there no movement at all?"

"Really, what did I lie to you for? I heard him just now."

"Is Jiang Zhufeng gone? He's really good. He clings to the leader like a dog's skin plaster all day long, so we people don't have the slightest chance to get close."

"I seem to have heard the leader telling him to get lost just now. If I'm not mistaken, I think our leader has already disliked him, right?"

"That must be it. Our leader has always liked the new and disliked the old. Once this freshness is gone, we will naturally find out that he is disgusting."

The two whispered to each other outside for a long while, before they finally groped toward Shen Chunmian's bedroom like thieves.

"Are you going to speak out first or should I speak out first?" The beauty who deliberately dyed her hair silver turned her head and asked the muscular male pet behind her, "Hurry up, it's about our happy life in the future, don't you want to live forever?" Do you all stay here to farm?"

When the person behind heard the word "planting the land", he couldn't help but shudder: "Your cultivation base is higher than mine, so speak up first."

"I have such an iron relationship with you. It's a rare opportunity now. I must give you this kind of advantage in advance. Moreover, your newly trained body is so burly and muscular. You can't beat it at first glance. It's still you. Let's talk first."

"Don't bully people, this ugly tendon is all made out of my potion, it's just an empty shell that doesn't look useful, maybe I'm not as strong as you, or break my wrist try?"

The two shirked and shied away, but finally the beauty with the newly dyed white hair took a step forward. He had toiled all morning for this white hair. If his parents were still there, he would have to be held in bed. Hit on the ground.

"Body and skin, it is my parents." He leaned against the door of the dormitory, and folded his palms reverently, "Patriarch Sanqing and Tathagata Buddha, for the sake of Xinnan's sacrifice, please bless me this time. The leader changed his mind..."

"Okay, stop nagging, the leader will fall asleep in a while, if we bother him at that time, I'm afraid we will be thrown to the back mountain to feed spirit beasts tomorrow."

"Amitabha," he murmured again, and then said in a rough voice deliberately into the dormitory, "Master, have you fallen asleep?"

In order to win Shen Chunmian's favor, he had practiced his gentle accent for half a year, but now that he had to change into a burly male voice with vicissitudes, it sounded a bit twisted and deliberate.

The people inside didn't respond.

"Master, I'm Shuyue," he carefully pasted on the door of the temple, "I came late today, and you didn't see my new hair color when I stood behind you, wait until I go to bask in the sun for a few more days , presumably this appearance is not inferior to that of Jiang Zhufeng—Master, do you want to see my hair first?"

His voice trailed off for a moment, but still no one was speaking.

The muscular beauty behind her patted Gan Shuyue on the shoulder: "Hey, you think our leader won't go out again, right?"

"Impossible, I have good hearing, and I will never hear it wrong." Gan Shuyue still did not give up, and continued to poke her head into the bedroom, "At least try it, we can't let us sacrifice this time in vain."

After he finished speaking, he turned back and said in a low voice: "Do you want to go in and take a look? If the teacher is still alive, the worst is to give us a few kicks, or tell us to leave. It is impossible not to say a word."

The two hesitated for a moment, then boldly pushed the door open and walked in.

"Ah!" Gan Shuyue, who was walking in front, suddenly yelled shortly after seeing what she had accidentally kicked: "Why is the leader sleeping on the ground? He didn't even cover him with a blanket. Can someone sleep?"

The person behind patted him on the back of the head and said nervously: "Are you stupid? How can our leader sleep on the ground deliberately when he has a bed? It must have passed out in an accident. Hurry up and notify the left and right guardians!"