Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

When the sunspots between the fingers fell, the dark red flower outside the window shook with a gust of wind, making a "rustling" sound.

Jiang Yi looked over with his chin in his hand, and saw a tall and tall figure walking over from the blood-red sea of ​​flowers, his cane was tapping on the floor tiles, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Today there is a ghost making trouble on the bridge..." A gentle and elegant voice sounded, "I have to ask Granny Meng to check for him whether a certain person has been reincarnated in the life and death book, where he was cast, and the same person as that person. place, if you don’t agree, just don’t drink the soup. I took a look, hey, this is interesting.”

Jiang Yi let out a "hmm", and returned his attention to the mess in front of him again: "Why did Xie Qiye tell me these things?"

Xie Qiye sat down opposite him: "That lunatic is your old acquaintance."

"My old acquaintances are damned dead long ago, and there's only—"

Jiang Yi suddenly fell silent, and suddenly raised his head to look at the man opposite, his voice trembling a little more imperceptibly: "Is it Pei Xiangyun?"

Xie Qiye shrugged arrogantly: "We have rules, and we protect the privacy of ghosts very much. Click here, and you can figure out the rest yourself."

Jiang Yi rubbed the chess pieces in his hands, this time he really couldn't pretend to be uninterested.

Ten years ago, he committed suicide by slaying himself. He originally thought that death would turn into a wisp of smoke between the heavens and the earth, but he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes again, he came to a bridge.

There was still a long line in front of them. The people in the line all had pale complexions and more or less injuries on their bodies. What's more, they were directly missing arms and legs, which looked particularly frightening.

And the strange memories sealed up in my mind flooded up like a flood.

He was originally not from this world, or in other words, he was him, and "Jiang Yi" is a character with the same name as himself in a book.

This is an ancient conspiracy novel, and the protagonist is his traitor.

If according to the original plot, he picked up Pei Xiangyun and brought him up, and then he was bitten back by the grown wolf cub, which ended in a tragic end.

Pei Xiangyun killed him, and endured three years of being targeted by the emperor's brother, and finally rebelled and seized the throne, and finally became a generation of heroes.

It should be an upgraded cool article of a big hero.

My own master was supposed to beat, scold and bully him frequently, and never gave him a good face, so Pei Xiangyun always held grudges and became his first cannon fodder.

But because Jiang Yi didn't know the plot, he let the paranoid and pathological protagonist's feelings for him go all the way, and finally turned into that kind of twisted love.

Recalling the whole story, Jiang Yi felt a little ironic.

The long line slowly moved forward, and when it was Jiang Yi's turn, Granny Meng reached out and clicked on the names on the book, and said softly, "Strange..."

Jiang Yi realized what had happened almost instantly.

In his special situation, he might not have his own name in the book of life and death.

Granny Meng looked at it several times, but she still couldn't find his name, so she had no choice but to call Bai Wuchang, who was on duty that day.

That is Xie Qiye Xie Bi'an who is sitting in front of him now.

Jiang Yi originally thought that ghosts and gods like black and white impermanence only existed in legends, but he didn't expect to be able to see them with his own eyes one day.

Xie Bi'an was pale, with a pair of small round black glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he carried a dark blue cane with him.

He took Granny Meng's book and flipped through it twice, then smiled suddenly: "I remember you."

It was Jiang Yi's first time chatting with Yin Cha, and he felt very uneasy.

"Let's go, take a step to talk."

Xie Bi'an tapped his cane on the ground and led him to this other courtyard.

"How did I come here?" Jiang Yi asked softly, "Why can't I be reincarnated?"

Xie Bi'an poured him a cup of tea.

The tea soup was dark yellow, without any heat, and the cup was ice-cold. Jiang Yi's fingertips retracted as soon as they touched it.

"Do you still have memories from before?" Xie Bi'an asked.

Jiang Yi recalled the memories that flooded into his mind like a flood, and nodded subconsciously: "I was originally a history professor, but after a car accident, by chance... I got transmigrated into a book?"

"So you're now in between those two."

Xie Bi'an stretched out his hands and gestured: "This is your body in this world, and this is your body in the book world, and your soul is left between the two because of the huge power of thought, so you can't be in the world." Write down your name in Po Meng’s notebook.”

"Great thought power?"

"A lover's obsession, a family's grief, or an enemy's hatred, all are possible..." Xie Bi'an said, "What do you think it would be?"

What will it be?

Jiang Yi smiled wryly, and reached out to caress the wound on his neck: "What do you look like?"

Xie Bi'an gave a "tsk" regretfully, and put his little finger to the corner of his eyes: "It's a pity for such a beauty."

Jiang Yi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him: "Since it is the world in the book, why did I come here? Aren't the things in the book all fictional?"

Xie Bi'an smiled: "Everything has animism. When a book is written with painstaking efforts, those characters have their own thoughts and souls, so they create one parallel world after another. There are many parallel worlds. But our underworld is only one, so it covers everything, is this explanation satisfactory to you?"

Jiang Yi sighed: "I don't know if I have a chance to return to this world."

"I'm afraid it will not be so easy for you to return to the present world."

Xie Bi'an stretched out a finger, and clicked in mid-air, a light curtain slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

That light curtain can be called a map of purgatory.

The faces of those who don't know whether they are ghosts or people are twisted in pain, and there are boiling oil pans or raging flames underneath.There was no sound from the light curtain, but their wailing seemed to pierce the screen in front of them, deafening.

Jiang Yi frowned: "This is..."

"This is a dead ghost."

Xie Bi'an waved his hand, and the light curtain disintegrated into fragments and disappeared: "They all came from your world, jamming the bridge, and the voices of grievances spread from one end of the river to the other. We have never seen so many In vain, they were suppressed several times, but in the end they could only be driven into the frying pan according to the rules of the underworld."

After he finished speaking, he paused, with more meaning in his tone: "The resentment of the wronged soul is too heavy, Mr. Jiang, this is not good. These murders were all committed by your student, but the cause is related to your kindness It's related. Good cause is exchanged for evil result, and I really raised a white-eyed wolf."

Jiang Yi's eyes darkened, and she whispered, "Blame me..."

"I can't blame you, but if you don't get rid of that student of yours, the hostility of the millions of innocent souls will never dissipate..." Xie Bi'an said, "We ghosts all pay attention to good and evil karma, so you have to Bringing the world out of chaos back to normal."

So I have to go back.

Jiang Yi sighed: "Then when can I leave?"

"not sure."

Xie Qiye's red phoenix eyes were slightly bent, and he showed a malicious smile: "At least we have to wait until your obsessive "enemy" comes to the underworld to report. "

So Jiang Yi waited for ten years.

He thought he would wait a long time.

After all, Pei Xiangyun is a relative of the emperor, even if he is an illegitimate child, half of Uz's blood is still flowing in his body.And judging from the original book, he is really ambitious, even his brother-in-law.

But Jiang Yi didn't expect that he had only waited for ten years.

Ten years is a long time for mortals, but for me, a wandering soul in the underworld, it is only a dozen or so games of chess, and it passes with a flick of my fingers.

Xie Qiye sat opposite him and sighed: "In the past ten years, that student of yours has never stopped murdering. There are so many dead ghosts that he can't even hold the oil pan. He really deserves to be hacked into pieces." .”

"It really deserves to be hacked into pieces..." Jiang Yi slowly gathered the chess piece into his palm, "If I'm still here, I'll be the first to stab him to death."

"Be safe and don't be impatient, Mr. Jiang."

A meaningful light flashed in Xie Bi'an's long and narrow eyes: "After a while, you go out of this door, and you can see the magic circle going back along the road, but I still have something to tell you."

"I made a harmless little bet with an old friend..." he said, "My colleagues think that Pei Xiangyun has no kindness in his heart, and Mr. Jiang may return in vain when he returns this time. You can forcibly throw your soul into the frying pan to vent out the wrath of those vain ghosts, and only in this way can they appease their grievances."

Jiang Yi squeezed the fingers of the chess piece tightly: "Then... what about you?"

"I have always believed that kindness is the most powerful weapon in the world, and it can change many established fates..." Xie Bi'an said, "Your student may not have no kindness in his heart, but he was blinded by other things for a while. You go back this time. , and perhaps gain something else.”

After he finished speaking, he gave Jiang Yi enough time to think, and then said slowly: "Actually, I also understand that you feel very sorry for those who died in vain. Now that you are reborn once, you have the opportunity to avoid unnecessary parting. Tragedy happened."

Jiang Yi whispered, "I understand..."

"The top priority is to deal with your student. The bet is just a small affair between me and an old friend..." Xie Bi'an said, "When necessary, you can even decide his life or death."

"When necessary?"

"That's when he found out that he was out of control..." Xie Bi'an said, "This person has a bit of evil nature. You have to remember that you can control his life and death. Once his desire to kill comes back, it's best to take his life immediately. Of course , if he encounters danger and you soften your heart, you can save his life."

"Then why didn't I take his life in the first place?"

"A book without a protagonist will be chaotic, and something even ten times more serious than the current situation will happen..." Xie Bi'an said, "You can take other methods, such as letting him do it from beginning to end. A mediocre coward, or directly deprive him of the qualification to practice martial arts, or directly replace him and become that hero... There are many, many choices, depending on your preference."

"I see."

Jiang Yi put the chess pieces on the chessboard into the chess basket: "Thank you..."

"You're welcome, I'm here for the peace and stability of the Underworld."

Xie Bi'an leaned on the couch, took a sip of the cup of tea that was not hot at all: "To ensure your safety, my colleagues will protect you from the side, and you will be able to meet when you get back, don't worry me too much .”

Jiang Yi glanced back at him, walked slowly outside the hut, and suddenly said softly, "Xie Qiye, have you ever trained a dog?"

Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Pull out his teeth, break his claws, never spoil and pamper him too much, and then put on the strongest collar..." Jiang Yi said, "make him hurt, make him afraid, let him worry that the whip of punishment will come again... Falling on myself, I can only be your dog willingly, and never dare to give birth to other thoughts. As long as you are crazy enough and desperate enough, no matter how crazy a dog is, it can be tamed."

Xie Bi'an was silent: "Hiss..."

Jiang Yi turned back, softened his brows and eyes, and showed a gentle smile: "Recently, I realized the truth when I was thinking about life in the precious place of your mansion. This time, I plan to go back and practice it. Xie Qiye don't need to worry too much about me."

His figure disappeared into the crimson sea of ​​flowers, and gradually disappeared.

Xie Bi'an curled up his fingers and put his chin on his chin, and after a while he thought about it: "This is really a wonderful person."

-

"Master?"

"Young Master, I slept too long during my lunch break today. Is it because you are not feeling well?"

Jiang Yi frowned, the nightmare was in a dream.

In front of my eyes was the familiar beacon fire again, and the enemy's iron cavalry trampled on the homeland.

His friend died tragically and his relatives were displaced, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch the majestic palace burn to the ground, and the peach blossoms in his rich Jiangnan hometown turn to ashes.

The last familiar silver gun came swiftly from a distance and pierced deeply into his throat.

"Master!"

Jiang Yi suddenly woke up from the dream, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his lips were pale, his eyes looked around in surprise, and he subconsciously touched his throat, but he didn't feel the wound he imagined.

The furnishings in the tent are simple, just a table, a chair and a bed, and in the distance there is an elegant bronze mirror, which he brought from Yandu.

But now his appearance was vaguely reflected in the bronze mirror.

Jiang Yi blinked, feeling that the person in the mirror was a little strange.

During the days of being imprisoned, he didn't care about how haggard he looked like, and then stayed in the underworld for ten years, surrounded by ghosts waiting to be reborn, and only cared about whether he could be cast into a wealthy family in the next life, I don't care what virtue I have when I die in this life.

The person in the mirror has fair complexion, bright eyes, cheeks and body are not as thin as in the memory, and the expression is habitually cynical and free and easy, with the word "spirited and vigorous" on it.

It was completely different from the desolate and desolate self in the memory.

He took two breaths, but he didn't hear the unpleasant "ho ho" sound in his chest, and even the tingling pain that often came with breathing disappeared together.

Difu and Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River and Bai Wuchang were not dreams, but things that really happened?

I... have I really been reborn?

Jiang Yi just stared blankly at himself in the mirror, ignoring the people standing beside him.

After a long while of tangled face, the servant-like man said softly, "Master, are you feeling unwell? It's all because Achuan didn't put a cloak on you in time last night when you read the official documents. Achuan really deserves it all." ..."

Jiang Yi turned his head abruptly and looked him up and down, but what he saw was not Achuan's current appearance, but a different scene.

The baby-faced young man stood on the tower with a bow and an arrow, and three arrows went straight to the head of the enemy general.

And there was a sea of ​​flames under the city. The fire had been burning for three days and three nights, and the rich fields and grass had already been burned to ashes.

Those three arrows were the last three arrows in his quiver.

After shooting three arrows, the enemy asked: "Li Youchuan, are you willing to surrender?"

Li Youchuan laughed loudly, and shouted loudly: "But keep the Dragon City Flying General here, and don't teach Huma Du Yinshan!"

After he finished speaking, he stabbed the saber at his side deeply into his left chest, fell sideways from the city wall, and fell into the raging sea of ​​flames. Finally, only a scorched body was dug out from the ruined wall. For the corpse, only the jade plaque on his waist can tell his last name.

On the jade tablet were words compiled and carved by Jiang Yi himself, as a congratulatory gift for Li Youchuan when he made the coronation ceremony.

The horrific scorched corpse overlapped with the youthful face in front of him, causing Jiang Yi to subconsciously stretch out his hand tremblingly, and slowly caressed Li Youchuan's cheek.

Li Youchuan's face turned red in an instant, and he stuttered even when he spoke: "Master Jiang Jiangjiang, young master! You, you, this is, this is to..."

"Achuan..."

Jiang Yi called his name.

Li Youchuan blinked, and said "um", "I'm..."

Immediately afterwards, two lines of tears fell from Jiang Yi's eyes.

"Master?" Li Youchuan frantically took out the handkerchief from his bosom, but he was at a loss as to what to do, "Master, what's wrong with you? Did the master write a letter to preach to you again? Master, he has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, he actually—"

Speaking of which, he also got stuck.

The Jiang Yi in Li Younian's memory was always strong and firm even though he was young, and he had never seen him crying like this, so it was always his young master who comforted him, not himself.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that although Jiang Yi's tears were silent, there was a huge sorrow coming from the inside out.

It's like mourning like death.

Li Youchuan panicked for no reason, and said softly: "Master, are you unhappy?"

Jiang Yi sniffed, finally calmed down, and said softly, "No..."

"Then you are..."

"It's okay..."

Jiang Yi let out a long breath, and slowly leaned back on the bed: "What year is it now?"

The worry in Li Youchuan's eyes deepened, and he reached out to touch Jiang Yi's forehead.

He really suspected that his young master had a cold, otherwise how could he ask such a strange question?

"I'm not sick..." Jiang Yi said, "Just tell me the year."

"This year is the sixth year of Hongwen..." Li Youchuan had no choice but to reply, "Master, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, I..."

Jiang Yi chuckled: "I'm fine, I just dreamed about something bad and got haunted, and I'm fine now."

Li Youchuan nodded suspiciously: "That's it..."

"By the way, what are you calling me for?" Jiang Yi changed the topic calmly.

Hongwen's six years should be the second year after he won the first prize.At that time, he was a budding champion of the new discipline, and the current situation in the court was in turmoil. Mr. Jiang was afraid that he would show his sharpness and be easily hated by others.

So he was asked to join the army at Longxi Barracks, saying it was to temper his temperament, but in fact it was to avoid the limelight.

The people in the military camp had never seen a man of culture, so they treated him as a treasure, and they had to make up their minds about anything.

While he was recalling, Li Youchuan sighed deeply: "Master, the pigs in our barracks have escaped."

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment: "Pig?"

"Just that old sow, who just gave birth to a calf two days ago, and ran off with two young boars this morning."

There was an indescribable expression on Li Youchuan's baby face: "You also know that the Longxi military camp is no better than Ningbei, and there is not even a girl's house. Those old men walk around the pigsty every day when they have nothing to do, and their eyes are all glued to the old man. On the sow, when I got up early this morning, there was a big hole in the pigsty, the hope of the whole camp ran away, and I just cried a few times..."

As he spoke, his voice became quieter, and his face was a little uneasy: "This group of people is really, losing an old sow is like losing a daughter-in-law."

Jiang Yi had already put away his sorrow, and glanced at him when he heard the words: "Who taught you to talk about the soldiers of the three armies behind their backs?"

Li Youchuan blushed when he heard the words, and obediently lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I made a mistake, please punish me, young master."

In fact, Jiang Yi remembered this, and he remembered it very clearly.

Because he ran away because of this sow in his previous life, he and a few recruits braved the wind and snow to go out to look for it, but they didn't find the pig, but picked up a child that was about to be buried in the snow.

That child is Pei Xiangyun.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Losing a pig and picking up a white-eyed wolf is the same as losing his wife and losing his army.

Raising a pig is better than raising him.

Even though Xie Bi'an warned him inside and out that he was not allowed to kill the protagonist, but the sky is high and the emperor is far away, what can he do?

It's true that I can't kill him clearly, but I can just let Pei Xiangyun be buried in the snow.

Then let him be buried in the snow.

If you are lucky, you will live. If you are unlucky, you will go to reincarnation and start a new life. It all depends on Pei Xiangyun's own good luck, and he will never take care of it anymore.

The author says:

In the folk tales, Bai Wuchang's real name is Xie Bi'an, and he is honored as the seventh master.Hei Wuchang's real name is Fan Wujiu, and he is honored as Ba Ye.

Seventh Master was fishing in the underworld, and Eighth Master was entrusted to follow Mr. Jiang to punish the dog_(:з)∠)_