Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

The place where the forehead was kissed by the cool and soft lips, the feeling like the soul was branded, lingered for a long time.

Fen Lian resisted the thought of wanting to touch her, and slowly smiled at Yan Wujiu with the corners of her lips slightly drawn, and her palms joined together: "Amitabha, thank you Lord Tanyue for your guidance, I understand now."

The monk's astonishment was only for that moment. He didn't blush, didn't panic, and even smiled very shallow and peaceful, fleeting.It is really a holy monk with a pure heart and asceticism.

The angrier Yan Wujiu got, the prettier his smile was, only the amber brown eyes were cold and disheartened, blinking: "Do you really understand?"

Fen Lian nodded.

The next second, I heard the man say lightly: "Come here, kiss me."

The moonlight shines through the window into half the room, the man sits in the shadow, and Fenlian stands in the moonlight.

Looking against the light like this, I don't know why, but I feel that the place where Yan Wujiu is is brighter, so bright that he can't see the expression of that person clearly.

Only those four words are extremely clear, and each word is typed into the heart, so noble and arrogant that people are helpless.

Fen Lian didn't think about anything, her mind was full of only Qingdu.

He supported the armrests on both sides of Yan Wujiu's chair, and surrounded the person between him and the chair, holding his breath for fear of disturbing a roosting butterfly, and slowly leaned closer, and after a long time, he was between Yan Wujiu's eyebrows. Touched lightly.

That point of contact is like a drop of night rain falling on Yan Wujiu's eyebrows with the spring breeze, and it dissipates in an instant.

Yan Wujiu leaned back on the chair and sighed slightly.His face was calm, neither happy nor sad.It's like not being kissed, but by Guanyin's clean bottle willow leaves, which have just purified the soul.

It turns out that this bald donkey is stupid, it's really not easy to lie.

"Why is Lord Tanyue sighing? Did the little monk do something wrong?" There was concern in the monk's voice.

What kind of donor is called at this time?Yan Wujiu became more and more tired, his eyes were empty.

There is a long way to go, forget it, cheating a little every day is a little bit.

He smiled in an instant, this time the smile faded a lot because of the helplessness, but the coldness in his eyes disappeared.It's just that when he smiles, he always has a bit of frivolous pride that seems to be absent, like this breeze and moonlight that are slightly drunk.

Yan Wujiu put one hand on the back of his head as a pillow, tilted his head slightly and blinked his eyes: "Master, your liking is too stingy. The world is safe and perfect, and it is better to live up to the Tathagata. But we have agreed Yes, the master chose me instead of the Buddha, but now he is duplicity, he is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han."

"Little monk, I..."

Yan Wujiu stood up all of a sudden, pulled Fenlian's skirt closer, his slender and thick eyelashes were close at hand, and there was a three-pointed smile on the corners of his sharply lowered brows and eyes, but he was arrogant and impatient.

Fen Lian didn't hide, just like a mountain wind passing through a pine forest, and a stone falling into the sea without a sound.

Yan Wujiu looked at those unguarded eyes, those eyes looked at him intently at all times, like spring water warmed by the sun, clear to the bottom and warm to the touch.

Even if he was so perverse and presumptuous suddenly, the monk didn't feel uncomfortable at all, just looked at him intently and peacefully.

Yan Wujiu looked at Fenlian, his smile gradually deepened, his sharp eyes seemed to be filled with honey water, and his whole body was pure and charming.

In a low voice, with a clear and soft voice, he said to the monk gently: "But, it doesn't matter. I will re-teach you bit by bit. I won't be angry if you are stupid. As long as you listen to Wu Jiu, Wu Jiu will be fine." like you."

Fen Lian's eyes were slightly empty, she didn't know whether she was confused by this "flower demon", or she hadn't slept peacefully in the past three days, and her energy consumption was at the end.

He shook, hummed in a low voice, and unconsciously fell towards Yan Wujiu.

The expression on the monk's face was still as serene as ever, and the slightly pale brows and dark circles around his eyes only made his aura more gloomy and harmless.

Yan Wujiu held his waist, smiled and murmured lightly, innocent and frivolous: "What's wrong, master?"

He turned his eyes slightly, looking at the incense burning in the room that was supposed to be used for sleeping, his long eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were flirtatious.

"No blame—"

Fen Lian closed her eyes, although she struggled subconsciously.But he also knew that he really should have a good night's sleep, and he was almost at his limit.

Falling asleep beside Yan Wujiu, he didn't resist much.

"What am I?"

Fen Lian leaned on his shoulder, already unable to answer.

Yan Wujiu raised his eyebrows, happily moved the monk to his bed.

Cursing the corners of her lips, she tapped the faint dark circles under her eyes with her fingers.

Maybe the mood is too excited and joyful at the moment, Yan Wujiu actually thinks that after the monk is stupid, even the dark circles under his eyes are handsome and cute.

Yes.The moment Fen Lian put him down, Yan Wujiu glanced at the smoke cage in the room, and immediately had a new bad idea.

Calculate that this bald donkey has definitely not slept well for three days, delay a little time, wait for him to fall asleep under the soothing incense, and tie him up himself.

In this way, there is no need to practice martial arts tomorrow.He could watch over him all day, waiting to see who it was that woke up.

If it's a demon monk in the daytime, wow, wouldn't that be an excellent opportunity to settle old and new grudges together?Stimulate.

Of course, when the time comes, he will definitely not reveal his identity, so that the crazy monk will have a chance to catch him.

If it is a holy monk who wakes up, it will be easier.Yan Wujiu can instantly switch to Ximen Qing's character, make up a story to tell him that they slept together, and did everything they should and shouldn't do.It was the holy monk who moved first!

See how this stupid monk still talks about liking in front of him, while being pure-hearted and ascetic, Amitabha?

Yan Wujiu didn't feel guilty about his ruthless methods, only arrogant and narcissistic.

After all, in such a short period of time, it is impossible for a scumbag to come up with such a bad idea that kills two birds with one stone.

The corners of his lips are raised, his eyebrows are rolling, and he is frivolous and arrogant.

Those brows are graceful, a bit more alluring than the spring breeze and moonlight.

Yan Wujiu prepared everything, including moving the sleeping Fenlian to the small secret room of his study, counting the time to create some ambiguous red marks on his body.

I couldn't wait to put on a black robe to conceal my identity, and put on a hideous ghost mask.Bind Fenlian's hands and feet with tendon ropes.

The former is prepared for the holy monk, and the latter is of course used to deal with the demon monk during the day.

Everything is ready, just waiting to see who wakes up.to choose a solution.

Yan Wujiu propped his chin, a little sleepy.

After thinking about it, he touched Fen Lian's face, bent his eyes and said softly: "I'll go back to my room to sleep first, and get rid of irrelevant people by the way. Sleep well, I will play with you tomorrow without blame." He slowly added, "Lianlian must be good."

Although I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep, it was not far from dawn after all this tossing.But Yan Wujiu, in order to recharge his energy and prepare for tomorrow's big show, lay back on the bed and slowly relaxed his breathing, gradually falling asleep.

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Yan Wujiu didn't wake up naturally, nor did he wake up thinking about the monk in the secret room of the study - Fen Lian hadn't slept well for three days, and it would be night at the earliest when he woke up, so Yan Wujiu didn't need to be in a hurry.

It was his bookboy A Si who woke Yan Wujiu up.

Ah Si's face was pale, his usual wit was gone, he woke up Yan Wujiu in a panic and dragged him out.

"Young master, please run, the horse is at the side door of our house, and everything is under the saddle. It's too late to pretend, so save yourself on the way and don't be deceived by others. Hurry up and don't turn back and don't stop to go to the uncle's house... "

"What happened?" Yan Wujiu opened his sleepy eyes, grabbed him with his backhand, and asked calmly.

Ah Si was dragged back by him. Seeing how calm he was, he stomped his feet in a hurry and wanted to turn around and scream, but he knew the reason clearly: "That Miss Ran is dead! She is really dead! The way she howled last night Everyone heard her voice, it was a warning in advance that she died, and it was you, young master, who did it!"

Yan Wujiu sneered: "She said yes, so why arrest her?"

Ah Si hugged his head in despair: "But our master thinks something is wrong! He has always been good at dancing with his sleeves and is best at adapting to the wind. This is the first time I saw him look so ugly, Ah Si. It's the people he said would drag six doors. , tell me to notify you to seek help from your uncle."

Yan Wujiu's expression was condensed, his eyes moved slightly, but his brows were not worried at all.

He is not a Si, after listening to it, he knew that the key point of today's incident was not at all the way Miss Ran yelled in front of everyone last night.But the reason is that Miss Ran's father and brother will arrive in Qingyuan County today, and Miss Ran's father is a senior member of the magistrate of Yan County, from an official to a state shepherd. The official rank is even higher.

Just imagine, if family members encounter flower pickers in their own jurisdiction, they may already hate the incompetence of local officials.When he arrived at the scene in person, the well-behaved man was still dead.It's not just about venting anger, I'm afraid it's because of Zhulian's heart.

At this time, I heard that my daughter had said in advance that the flower picker was the notorious son of the county magistrate, and if anyone wanted to get angry first, he didn't care what the truth was?

The truth can be found out slowly, but the suspect will suffer for a while.

Even if he is lucky enough to be acquitted in the future, that can be considered as a grown-up, and if he wants to be grateful, why do he need to apologize to the wronged person?

In fact, magistrate Yan took this into consideration last night.To prepare for a rainy day, let people prepare dry food for the horses, originally wanted to send Yan Wujiu to Yue's house early this morning to avoid the limelight.Unexpectedly, if you look closely at the six doors and hesitate for a while, the person is actually dead.

Yan Wujiu thought about the reason behind it, sneered coldly, turned to smile and said to Sisi: "Who do you listen to, my words or my father's words?"

Ah Si followed him since he was a child, and when he saw him laughing, his legs softened, and he immediately reflexed: "Of course I listen to you, young master."

Yan Wujiu remained expressionless, and said calmly: "That's good. I want you to do one thing, go out the side door and ride on that horse, and follow my father's order to find my grandfather and uncle."

Ah Si nodded and promised: "Young master, I will make it clear and let my uncle and old man call in the rescuers."

"No," Yan Wujiu's eyes darkened sharply, "After you make it clear, let them go on as usual and do nothing."

"Huh?" Ah Si was dumbfounded.

"Good boy, just do as I say. Besides, let them find a reason to invite my mother to go to my uncle's house to relax. The matter here will be resolved soon, and I will pick you up in person when the time comes."

With an understated smile on Yan Wujiu's lips, Ah Si, who was originally frightened, gradually calmed down.

He thought that the young master must have been wronged. The young master is so calm, this time there should be no danger, and there is already a solution.

"Okay, Sisi, let's go."

Yan Wujiu patted him on the shoulder, smiled lightly: "Be careful on the road."

When Ah Si left, Yan Wujiu's expression turned cold.

He thought for a while, and told the steward at home to block the news, not to spread the matter to his mother.

Then, he washed and changed his clothes, and went out alone.

When he reached the door, Yan Wujiu paused slightly, turned around and went to the secret room of the study first.

Fen Lian fell into a deep sleep, her long eyebrows were slightly drawn together, as if she had been remembering something in her dream.

Yan Wujiu untied the tendons of his hands and feet, looked at him with downcast eyes, and flicked his fingers lightly on his forehead.

"It's cheap for you. I'm busy today, and I'll play with you next time. Master."

The author has something to say: Master: Why is it not called Lianlian this time~ Lost.

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small theater:

Jiujiu: Master, are you playing fairy dance?You die and you live.

Miss Ran: Mr. Yan, are you playing fairy dance?I'll kill you for going to jail.

Chirp: play!

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Don't panic, making trouble means that Jiujiu is one step closer to the future Lord Crowhead~