Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Wen Liang looked at the dean and then at the man with heterochromic eyes.

What do you mean?

After the man said this, Wen Liang was able to move.

Although this world has a metaphysical background and people can be controlled by burning a puppet talisman, the feeling just now was too similar to the feeling of being controlled by Qin Ji's psychic powers in the previous world, so similar that Wen Liang's scalp tingled.

[Wen Liang: Myna... Could this guy be a boss with excessive mental power? ]

[886: If the mental power is too high, the strength is very strong. If you want to confirm whether he is a big boss, just see if he is powerful.]

Wen Liang thought to himself, if he had a way to know whether he was powerful or not right now, why would he need to ask?

This is all a story for later. Wen Liang hurriedly took out the prop [Zhengyuan Talisman] in his hand to show the dean, but the original yellow talisman had silently burned to ashes in Wen Liang's palm at some point.

Wen Liang was unaware of this...

The little mute was dumbfounded. He picked up his small board to write, but Shen Weiyi grabbed his wrist.

Shen Weiyi's voice was cold: "Cen Jiali, how do you want to quibble? What did you do? It was the same before. Others just said a few more words to me, and you got all kinds of talismans to use on them. The school has a clear ban on this. Do you want me to list all the things you have done?"

Shen Weiyi's idea was very simple. It would be best to lock up Cen Jiali for a few more days, so that no one would disturb him and Jie Lan during these days, and... he glanced at Bai Shengnian, who seemed to find the little mute interesting.

No one in the academy dared to mess with Bai Shengnian, and they didn't even dare to call him by his name. Everyone, even the dean, called him "Bai Shenshou", the guardian of God's messenger.

They may not be able to glimpse the secrets of heaven in their entire lifetime, and most of the metaphysical scholars end up just telling fortunes and looking at feng shui.

But this person was born with godhood...

The dean was also watching Bai Shengnian's expression. He found that Bai Shengnian was actually looking at the speechless Cen Jiali with great interest.

So the dean immediately called for escort personnel.

The little mute raised his hand which was stained black by the burnt talisman paper, with red eyes in protest, his lips slightly parted, and his other hand tightly grasped Shen Weiyi's sleeve, looking like a wronged lover who was misunderstood by his lover.

[Wen Liang: Wait wait wait! Let me beat him up! What the hell is this disgusting scumbag talking about! ! ]

【886:.....It’s so unfair】

【Wen Liang: Let me speak! Let me open my mouth! I want to curse him! He is a pineapple, a pear, and a stinky durian! !】

【886: ....Too infatuated】

Wen Liang hates the color yellow, and he also dislikes all yellow fruits except mangoes. It seems that he is really angry after scolding him like this.

Jie Lan stopped the warden and said anxiously: "He doesn't seem to want to go, don't put him in solitary confinement."

Wen Liang calmed down when he heard Jie Lan's voice. He took advantage of the last chance to write a line on a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it at Jie Lan's feet.

When he saw Jie Lan pick it up, the anger that had been pent up in his heart finally eased a little.

-

Wen Liang had originally made all kinds of mental preparations to face the upcoming solitary confinement punishment that would make the protagonist "skinned and emaciated", but when he looked at the solitary confinement room with its own private bathroom, he always felt that 886 was showing him a pirated novel.

There are two beds facing each other in the solitary confinement room, each against one wall. Although the light is dim, it does not affect movement. There is also a table and chair between the two beds.

Wen Liang stood by the door and looked at the man with heterochromatic eyes who walked to the bedside and sat down as if he knew the way.....Why did he have to be locked up with this man!?

Shouldn't each person have their own room in the solitary confinement room?

Wen Liang was still nervous, but this was actually an opportunity to check out this man's strength. If he was sure that he was a big shot, he would stay away from him in the future.

[886: I’ve heard this so many times that my ears are almost callused]

【Wen Liang: Do you still have ears? 】

[886: You are still so wise. Of course I am using metaphors.]

Wen Liang snorted, thinking that it would be too cowardly for him to just stand by the door and not go in. It didn't fit his personality at all, so he touched the edge and sat down on the bed on his side.

The man on the other bed lay down with his arms as a pillow and dozed off. After he closed his black and gold eyes, the strange and powerful feeling of that person faded a little, and he could even be described as gentle and handsome.

Wen Liang was drawn to the man's attention and was admiring his beauty in the dim light. For a moment, the solitary confinement room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Wen Liang looked at it for a while, opened the bag of biscuits he brought in, took out one and started eating.

Freshly baked is delicious.

Bai Shengnian moved his fingers slightly.

He is an old acquaintance in the confinement room. After he killed someone with ill intentions, the higher-ups often put him in solitary confinement symbolically in order to give an explanation to the metaphysical community.

But those people didn't dare to really piss him off, so his confinement cell was more comfortable than those of others.

Taking the little mute into his confinement room just now was a completely subconscious act. It was very strange to want to lock people up together.

But when he heard a rustling sound in the confinement room that was supposed to be silent, like a little mouse stealing food, and the "crunching" sound attracted people's attention, the man pursed his lips in the dim light.

The little mute can't make a sound, but he is always lively.

The first day passed peacefully.

The next morning, Wen Liang woke up to the system's congratulations.

[886: Congratulations, you’ve almost made it through the fifth chapter of death]

In the original plot, Cen Jiali died in the fifth chapter. He was killed at an incredibly fast speed, which could be described as a short life.

[Wen Liang: We've already passed Chapter 5? I feel like I haven't done anything.]

[886: That's because you're slow in the plot. It's okay. Wait until you're locked up for three days. When you get out, the selection competition will start. The original owner, Cen Jiali, died at this time.]

This metaphysical selection competition not only caused Cen Jiali to die in an "accident", but also almost caused Jie Lan to get into trouble, forcing her to use the poisonous insect. This also made their Miao witchcraft coveted by several major metaphysical families.

After a while, someone came to deliver breakfast. Today's breakfast was millet porridge and pickles.

The food in the confinement room was actually quite good. Wen Liang once again wondered why the original plot described the confinement room as a very scary place.

Isn't this just like taking a vacation?

Bai Shengnian sat on a chair and ate. He looked indifferent when he was silent. Wen Liang moved back to his bed with the bowl and ate in small bites.

"Why don't you sit on a chair to eat?" The atmosphere that had been silent for two days was broken by the man's first words.

Wen Liang looked up and met the man's gaze.

Cen Jiali is the young master of the Cen family. After he became aphasic, he was spoiled. He was spoiled and unreasonable. This was the first time he was put in solitary confinement. Wen Liang was able to stay in solitary confinement obediently without having his roof removed. Wen Liang felt that he was already OOC.

Wen Liang picked up his little board and quickly wrote on it: [dirty]

Bai Shengnian subconsciously took off his coat and wanted to put it on the chair. He didn't react until he folded all his clothes.

What is he doing?

Because the little mute said it was dirty, so you used clothes to pad him?

Bai Shengnian's reaction was completely instinctive, as if taking care of the little mute was a matter of course, as if he had been doing this for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years, and it was already engraved in his genes and could not be erased...

Bai Shengnian changed direction with his stiff hands and put the clothes beside his legs, but he couldn't relieve the strange feeling.

Is he that mean?

The spoon made a sound when it was put down and hit the edge of the bowl. Bai Shengnian couldn't help but said sarcastically: "I didn't see you yelling dirty when we were sleeping in bed last night."

Wen Liang wrote [I Can’t Shout]

Bai Shengnian was stunned when he saw the words.

Wen Liang lowered his head and wrote again [Are you doing this on purpose? It’s annoying…]

The man slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Yes, the little mute can’t shout.