[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

On the other hand, Lin Moyu deliberately went to the street to listen to how those people discussed the book.

When passing by pedestrians, he heard someone say: "This writing is really interesting, why is the immortal so unlucky to be humiliated by this Navel Orange Lord every day, I have never heard or seen any tricks in it."

"That's right, the book also vaguely hinted that Mr. Navel Orange seems to be Huo Weiming's disciple. Is there such a thing as a disciple*master in the world? It's a big treason, a big treason."

Although this person said treasonous things in his mouth, his tone was very excited, as if he liked such unreasonable things very much.

Lin Moyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

I don't know what Si Weiyuan's expression was when he saw this.

The reason why he copied so many copies is not only to make it widely circulated in Jingzhou City, so that everyone knows it, but also to ensure that Si Weiyuan can also read it.

The system said: "Can you really laugh? This is what you experienced personally, but it was just transferred to Si Weiyuan. Aren't you exposing your own scars?"

Lin Moyu snorted and said, "Why, I can't get back what I lost. Why don't I have a good time in the book? I'm repaying him in the same way. Anyway, he can't beat me now. Write whatever you want."

He wrote this to remind Si Weiyuan of what he did to him.

He wanted him to feel his own pain.

"But if you switch the roles of the two of you, you are the one who is wrong in the book. Maybe everyone will scold you in turn."

Lin Moyu had never thought about this question before, and said, "No way..."

Unexpectedly, after walking to another street, the crow's mouth of the system really worked. Lin Moyu suddenly heard a lot of cursing while walking.

"This navel orange gentleman is too much, why do you want to plot against Huo Jiming inexplicably? Huo Jiming is also his master after all, how can he do it?"

"That's right, Mr. Navel Orange is too vicious, cheating and humiliating. How long is he going to torture Huo Weiming?"

Lin Moyu frowned deeply.

"Huo Jiming is so pitiful, Mr. Navel Orange is simply a beast!"

"???"

"Looking at it like this, it seems that he still wants to force Huo Jiming to give him a daughter. This person is simply inferior to a beast!"

Lin Moyu couldn't bear it anymore, and hurried forward to explain: "I didn't..."

The system quickly interrupted him: "Calm down, don't forget that this is what is written in your book, and they don't know it, so you will be exposed if you go and talk about it. Since you have to bear the consequences of being abused if you write it like this, I have already reminded you."

Lin Moyu never thought that he would be scolded for venting in the book, and his original good mood disappeared in a flash.

He couldn't take it anymore, turned around and wanted to go back to the Immortal Mansion.

As a result, I heard someone talking about his script on the road.

This time it's not praise, nor abuse, but...

Only one person said mockingly: "What this person writes is really "good". I'm afraid no one will know that he knows idioms."

"..."

Being sprayed out of nowhere, Lin Moyu couldn't help but stop, and turned his head to look at the script in his hand.

Using idioms, when did he use many idioms?

As a result, after a glance, this person turned to the first page, and there was only one idiom on that page... Lin Moyu was speechless for a moment.

It was already hard to be scolded, but someone still made inexplicable criticisms of his writing style!

He recognized the bad writing, but brother, can you not be so outrageous when you spray!

It's very heartbreaking.

Lin Moyu returned to the Immortal Mansion in frustration.

As soon as he entered the door, a yellow talisman floated to his feet.

He bent down and picked up the yellow talisman.

After looking at it for a while, he remembered that he bought these things to suppress ghosts. He had forgotten about it because he had done other things and the ghosts hadn’t appeared much.

He walked in with the talisman, ready to take out all the talisman papers in the bag and paste them all over the fairy mansion.

This talisman was what he asked for from Sanxian, who had become an immortal once, so it should be somewhat useful.

Before that, he went to Yan Yunsu's place first.

Seeing the man still curled up in the prison in embarrassment later, Lin Moyu couldn't help but sneer: "Didn't you say that the master of this Immortal Mansion is coming to release you? Why are you still here after so many days?"

His barrier was intact, which meant that the owner of the Immortal Mansion never came, or he was unable to break his barrier and release Yan Yunsu.

Yan Yunsu looked at him with hatred on his face: "Lin Moyu..."

After confirming that he didn't run away, Lin Moyu was relieved, and put the talisman in his hand on the prison door, then turned and left.

Back in the room, he took out all the talisman papers in the bag, and took out stickers for each room.

Posted to the room where Duan Qianxun was, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

While Lin Moyu looked down, Duan Qianxun also looked up at him with a small face.

"Uncle Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Moyu knelt down and patted his head: "I'm sticking a talisman on the mansion. There are evil spirits in this mansion. Put it on to drive away evil spirits."

Duan Qianxun looked at the thick talisman paper in his hand, and said, "Shall I stick it together for you?"

Lin Moyu smiled and said: "No need, thank you Xiaoxun, some places are too high, you can't stick them, just let me go by myself."

Duan Qianxun insisted: "Some places are too short and narrow, you can't get in, but I can."

After a long stalemate, Lin Moyu agreed, and gave him a stack of talisman papers: "Alright then, but you have to follow me closely and don't run around."

"Ah."

One, one, and one were sticking to the door stickers, and after a while, they were posted in front of Ling Qingye's door.

At this time Ling Qingye was practicing in the room, and slowly opened her eyes when she heard movement outside the door.

Seeing a figure outside the door, only moving, not going in, he couldn't help frowning, got up and walked towards the door.

He pushed open the door, but Lin Moyu, who was pasting the talisman, accidentally stuck the talisman on his forehead.

Ling Qingye took off the talisman paper and looked at him puzzled: "Why are you sticking these on my door?"

When he was speaking, he caught a glimpse of a small figure beside him from the corner of his eye, and Ling Qingye took advantage of the situation to look over.

Duan Qianxun caught his gaze and immediately turned around, holding the talisman paper and ran away.

He knew that Ling Qingye didn't like him, so not appearing in front of him for the time being made him upset.

Lin Moyu didn't notice that he ran away, and continued to answer Ling Qingye's words: "Resist evil spirits, I felt that I had run into a ghost a few days ago, so I bought some talismans to drive away evil spirits."

Ling Qingye glanced at him: "You have such a high level of cultivation, why are you still afraid of this?"

Lin Moyu sighed: "So what if you have a high cultivation level? You should be afraid of what you should be afraid of."

Ling Qingye pondered for a while and said, "When are you going to drive that kid out?"

Lin Moyu was very concerned about his word "catch", and frowned: "Qing Ye, he is your child no matter what, no matter how much you hate Emperor Zun, it has nothing to do with the child, why do you take your anger out on him?"

Ling Qingye narrowed her eyes: "Then you are completely willing to give birth to Master's child? Don't you have a moment's thought that you don't want this child?"

Lin Moyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But the children have already been born, I..."

"That's you, I won't compromise. If I accept him, it means I admit my relationship with that person, and I will never do what he wants. "

"But you don't have to be so indifferent to him, he is a child after all..."

"what!"

At this moment, Duan Qianxun's cry came from a distance.

Lin Moyu turned his head to look, only to find that Duan Qianxun had disappeared.

Guessing that something happened to him, he hurriedly followed the sound and ran over.

When he arrived at the place, he saw Duan Qianxun lying in a forbidden area, bearing the impact of waves of lightning.

"Xiao Xun!" Lin Moyu exclaimed and rushed up to hug him up.

Seeing that he was unconscious, he quickly carried him to Ling Qingye, and asked anxiously: "Qing Ye, he entered the sky thunder formation by mistake, what should we do now?"

That formation is extremely evil, unless one's cultivation is advanced, one would be doomed once one enters it.

Ling Qingye looked at Duan Qianxun who was scorched all over, frowned and said, "This, only Master can save him, right?"

Lin Moyu said: "Then you will go with me to see Si Weiyuan?"

He ran forward a few steps with Duan Qianxun in his arms, and found that Ling Qingye hadn't followed, turned his head and said, "Qing Ye, you..."

Ling Qingye clenched her fists and said cruelly: "You go, I won't go."

Lin Moyu looked at him in surprise: "You!"

After a stalemate for a while, Ling Qingye seemed to be moved, and just about to step forward, Lin Moyu turned around and left with the child in his arms.

Leaving him alone in place...

When he came to Si Weiyuan's Immortal Mansion, Lin Moyu asked Si Weiyuan to save the child, saying that Duan Qianxun was injured because of his own mistake.

Naturally, Si Weiyuan would not refuse his request, and since this is Ling Qingye's child, he would not refuse to save him.

So he happily took Duan Qianxun from Lin Moyu's hand, and went into the room to treat him.

After a while, Si Weiyuan came out.

Lin Moyu hurriedly asked, "How is he?"

Si Weiyuan gave him a reassuring look: "It's fine, it's resting."

Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Si Weiyuan walked up to him, and said softly: "The man has been rescued, how should Yu'er thank me?"

Lin Moyu's expression immediately became indifferent: "I won't thank you, you owe me this."

Take advantage of people with confidence.

"..."

After a long silence, Si Weiyuan retreated and asked the next best thing: "Then make me something to eat? I miss your craftsmanship a bit."

Lin Moyu was reluctant at first, but after thinking of something, he readily agreed: "Okay."

Not long after, he came out of the kitchen with a plate of buns and a bowl of noodles.

The buns were fine, but there was a fishy smell in the noodles.

Lin Moyu looked at him maliciously: "Eat."

Si Weiyuan nodded, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles.

Even the noodles taste fishy.

"Don't worry about eating noodles, eat a steamed stuffed bun."

Si Weiyuan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and found that the stuffing was also raw fish, and suddenly found it hard to swallow.

But in order not to make Lin Moyu angry, he swallowed it forcefully.

Lin Moyu looked happily for a while, got up and took out a letter from his clothes: "Actually... I have something to thank you, let's take a look."

With that said, he threw the letter in front of Si Weiyuan, and then walked out of the room leisurely.

Si Weiyuan took out the paper inside the letter, unfolded it for a look, and threw the letter on the ground with his backhand.

Seeing the situation with the evil king, he couldn't help asking: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Si Weiyuan sneered: "This is the divorce letter he gave me, he said he was going to divorce me."