The priest is a villain

Feng Feichi was woken up by a piercing chill. He opened his eyes and sat up quickly from the bed. A dilapidated little thatched hut came into view. Except for a table and a small wooden stool that were in disrepair, the entire house was Nothing at all.

He blinked inexplicably, he was obviously in a martial arts competition with Chu Tingxuan just now, why did he come to this place in the next second?

Full of doubts, Feng Feichi got out of bed, and a strange thing happened. Before his feet touched the ground, his body was forcibly floated into the air like a piece of wood caught in water.

Feng Feichi: "..."

It turned out that he was still dead, by Chu Tingxuan's sword.

In an instant, various emotions flashed through my mind, and in the end I was left with a deep sense of unwillingness.For some reason, his Life and Death Sha could not reach the top level, but Chu Tingxuan's Lian Gang Jue had reached its peak.If he was given a few more years, he would definitely be able to beat that bastard Chu Tingxuan to the point of calling him father.

Feng Feichi floated in the air for a while, and the discomfort gradually receded. He suddenly found it funny that so many martial artists were waiting for him to go down to the [-]th floor of hell with their necks outstretched. I don't know if I will fall into the pit in anger.

"Ah!!!" A sudden scream came from under him.

Feng Feichi lowered his head to look, and saw a little boy sitting where he got up just now. The boy was crying as if he had received a huge blow, but the most weird thing was his face, which looked exactly like his own when he was a child.

Feng Feichi rubbed his chin and said to himself: "Huh? When did the leader do something romantic, and actually left an illegitimate child who looks exactly like me in the world?" Monk Zhang Er really couldn't figure it out.

The boy's condition is not much better, I saw him holding his head in despair: "Oh my God, why am I just dressed like this!"

Feng Feichi couldn't understand what the boy was saying, he struggled to control his body to float down, looked at him with a fierce look on his face and threatened, "Hey, boy."

Sure enough, the boy didn't hear Feng Feichi's voice at all, but he closed his eyes firmly, with a painful and troubled expression.After a long time, he opened his eyes as if making up his mind, and complained unhappily with a look of resignation: "How could this be, who is wrong for me to wear it on the body of the leader of the Demon Cult, bastard system, I want cheats, don't be a villain! This won't be the protagonist's life."

What is this?Is the villain talking about him?

Feng Feichi sneered, stretched out his hand to tentatively touch the boy's body, and then, without the other party noticing, he forcibly passed through his whole body.

"..."

Feng Feichi endured his nausea and backed out again, he is really a poor lonely ghost, it seems that he can't do anything now.He floated helplessly in the sky, and simply began to observe every move of the people below.

The boy on the bed seemed to be thinking about it. He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, then held the breath in his stomach for a while, and looked up to the sky with an ambitious look and shouted: "Protagonist, I'm coming~"

Feng Feichi: "..." Is there something wrong with this person?

The boy who finished yelling touched his belly: "I'm so hungry, let's find something to eat."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy who stood up shouted a second ago, and sat back a second later. His left hand was weakly propped on the bed, and his right hand pressed his chest and began to pant heavily: "I'll go, what kind of physique is this? No, I'm tired, I'm exhausted."

Feng Feichi: "..."

After a brief rest in the hut, the boy finally puffed up his chest and went out in a haughty manner. The first thing he did when he came out of the hut was to walk to the water tank, open the lid and say goodbye to the water tank. The water in the tank began to shine brightly.

Feng Feichi: Can you be more narcissistic?

The little boy kept fiddling with the hair on his forehead in front of the water tank, and muttered while doing it: "Oh my God, why did this monster look so cute when he was young? You can tell he's a boy at a glance."

Feng Feichi was very speechless to the person in front of him who was constantly tossing and looking exactly like him when he was a child, so what is the situation now, is he letting the lantern go after he died, or is this guy just like him in skin?

The little boy had no idea that his every move was being watched by the master, so he washed his face and straightened his clothes in the tub, then raised his head with a serious face, looked up at the sky, and said to the sky: "System, help me!" I'll check the protagonist's location."

Feng Feichi raised his eyebrows beside him, there is no one else here besides him.

The little boy seemed to have got some useful information, Man Lu nodded in satisfaction, and then left the place without looking back.

Feng Feichi controlled his body and followed slowly. He frowned and looked back at the hut behind him. Familiar memories slowly flooded back. This hut was exactly the same as the one he lived in when he was a child.

Is it...

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Jinling City is located in the center of the rivers and lakes, and the headquarters of the Wulin League led by Chu Feng, the current leader of the Wulin League, is here. The Chu family is a famous and super family in the Jianghu. There are many, and his ancestral Liangang Jue has always occupied the top three martial arts in the world.

There is a joke in Jianghu: As long as Chu Feng is around, Jianghu will be the best Jianghu.

In Jinling City, Feng Feichi floated leisurely behind the little boy. It had taken him several hours to get here from the broken thatched hut on the mountain, but what is surprising is that this person seemed to be led the way. Yes, I didn't get lost in the mountains at all, and I bypassed many difficult mountain roads by the way.

Feng Feichi was full of surprise at this. He originally thought that this was a kid with experience in the world, but the novelty and excitement shown by the other party after entering the city made him dispel this idea.

If one is from the martial arts world, it is impossible that he has never been to Jinling City. This is simply a baby who has never traveled far.

"That's good, the system will give me the money!" Against Feng Feichi's childhood, the cheeky boy seemed to be seeing a lively street for the first time. at every turn.

Perhaps because his appearance was too cute, the stall owner didn't chase him away, instead he put on a kindly smiling face and said to him, "Son, what's your name, do you want to buy a candy figurine?"

The boy nodded furiously: "Buy, buy, buy, this uncle is the big devil...uh." Before the big devil Feng Feichi finished a few words, the boy stopped. According to the plot, He is just a helpless orphan now. In the original book, Feng Feichi was taken back by Chu Tingxuan, the young master of the Chu family when he was helpless and starved to death on the street. A series of plots that go deep into sibling rivalry.

"Son, your name is Bodhidharma?" The stall owner asked curiously when he saw that he was stuck in the middle of speaking.

"No, my name is Feng Feichi." The boy raised his head and said resignedly. After coming over for a while, he said with a twisted face, "Forget it, you can call me Bodhidharma." Changing the name is not the same as hugging the protagonist's thigh. Do not conflict.

Feng Feichi, who had been listening, narrowed his eyes dangerously. It seemed that his deduction just now was true. He had indeed returned to his childhood, but his body was occupied by other ghosts.

The stall owner seemed to like Bodhidharma very much, he generously took a candy figurine from the stall, and kindly stuffed it into his hand: "Come, eat."

"Thank you," Bodhidharma glanced at him gratefully, licked the sugar figure a few times, and said while licking, "I will pay you a hundred times the money when I hug the protagonist's thigh in the future."

The stall owner smiled and said: "No, no, what to do with that effort, you can pay me back a hundred times more money now."

Bodhidharma asked innocently as he ate the candy, "Now? How can I pay it back now? I haven't..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt sore all over his body. He lost all strength and immediately fell to the ground.And the stall owner's sly eyes made him even more frightened.

"Why am I different from other people who have traveled through the system?" Dharma, who realized that he was drugged, braced himself and muttered.

The stall owner walked over and picked up Bodhidharma, and said cheerfully, "Hahaha, I'll sell you to a small shop for more than one sugar man's money."

Bodhidharma desperately resisted and said with backbone: "No! I don't sell chrysanthemums, I don't want to be gay!" Then, he fainted.

Feng Feichi covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at him, he was such an idiot, he used his body to embarrass him.

Just as the stall owner was about to lift him up, he heard a crisp boy's voice: "What are you doing?"

Feng Feichi was shocked when he heard the voice. He turned his head to look, and saw a boy with a jade face looking at the stall owner suspiciously. Behind him were two burly guards in black clothes. One could tell at a glance that he was the young master who came out to play from a wealthy family.

The boy asked solemnly, "Why did he faint?"

The stall owner smiled at the boy as if he was fine, and tried to send him away: "Oh, this is my grandson, I'll take him home to rest when he's tired from playing."

"It's not like that," the boy shook his head, "You can't believe what you said."

The stall owner was furious. Seeing that there were two burly men behind the other party, he didn't dare to have a bad attitude, so he could only ask with a dark face: "What do you know, you child, why can't my words be trusted?"

The boy pointed to the clothes on the stall owner: "If he is your grandson, why do you wear so much better clothes than him?" The boy looked like a beggar.

Feng Feichi had no father or mother in his childhood. When he was a child, his only income was begging for a living. The broken thatched hut just now was just a deserted place to borrow when he was a child. Therefore, the clothes on the body are not very good.

Although the boy's question made some sense, Feng Feichi couldn't see his righteous face, thinking that the person in front of him would actually kill him after he grew up, his expression became ugly.

The stall owner wanted to defend again, but the people behind Chu Tingxuan had already pulled out their swords, but they backed away in fear, shouted bad luck, left the candy man's booth and walked away quickly.

"Young master, do you need your subordinates to investigate?" one of the men in black asked.

Chu Tingxuan shook his head: "It's important to save people."

Feng Feichi looked at Chu Tingxuan like an adult and lowered his body to examine the fainted Bodhidharma, he couldn't help but sneered, recalling that this person seemed to like to put on an old-fashioned appearance since he was a child.

It's just that such a small Chu Tingxuan...

Feng Feichi lowered his head and looked at him carefully.

Well, this is really nostalgic.

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In order to avoid confusion, Host 1 calls him Dharma.