Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Lanque Pavilion is located in a bamboo forest on Zhiqing Peak. The bamboo densely surrounds the pavilion, leaving only a small path for people to walk.

In the pavilion, there is a man in white robe, who is recliningly sitting on a chair with his eyes closed.He has black hair flowing down his head, soft brows and eyes, and a pretty face, like a fairy. The rustling wind can be heard from time to time in the bamboo forest, making the scene even more peaceful and peaceful.

However, Ye Wuchen doesn't think so, because at the moment there are two voices arguing in his mind, one is the self-proclaimed "Long Aotian Cultivation" system, and the other is the "Insist on the plot" system.

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "The host finally died, and he transmigrated into the book, of course to snatch the protagonist's luck to reach the pinnacle of life, why should he die again according to the plot?!"

"Insist on the plot" system: "Then where do you put the protagonist? Stepping on other people's luck to reach the peak, heh, only you Long Aotian can do it!"

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "Then now that the host has become cannon fodder, are you just watching him die so rigidly?"

"Stick to the plot" system: "Heh, do you want me to watch the protagonist's luck being robbed and suffocate to death?"

……

Ye Wuchen rubbed his eyebrows: "Stop arguing, there should be something to do..."

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "Shut up!"

"Stick to the plot" system: "Don't interrupt the children when adults talk!"

Ye Wuchen: Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Time goes back to three days ago, Ye Wuchen was typing, as a small employee, his greatest pleasure was to write various Long Aotian cool articles on a certain novel website, he was typing the article, suddenly his eyes went dark, Fell asleep.

When he woke up, there was a voice saying: "The 'Persist on the Story' system has been bound." Before he could react, another voice sounded again: "Successfully bound the 'Long Aotian Cultivation' system."

Then, the two systems were stunned for a moment, and then began the conversation between the systems:

"Persist on the plot" system: "This system, I bound this host first."

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "Fart! I've been interested in this host for a long time. I finally waited for him to die suddenly, but I didn't expect you to be the first one."

Ye Wuchen: "You seem to be happy that I'm dead?" But the two systems were only focused on arguing, ignoring the host's doubts at all.

Back to the present, the two systems have been arguing for three days, day and night, causing his brain to hurt. What's even more annoying is that he doesn't even know what's going on now!

Ye Wuchen couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped off the chair suddenly, and shouted at the two systems in the void: "Enough!"

The chaotic voices in his head stopped abruptly, and Ye Wuchen continued: "Am I the host or are you the host? I have been arguing for three days! Don't be bored!"

The "Long Aotian Cultivation" system seems to be wrong, and he said in his soft Zhengtai voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't consider the host's mood."

Since the two systems were bound together, Ye Wuchen's attitude has been quite gentlemanly, and he has never been so angry. The "stick to the plot" system was yelled at, and after a while, he said in his youthful voice: " ……Feel sorry."

Knowing this, Ye Wuchen couldn't bear it for so long, he sat back on the chair, cleared his throat, and said helplessly: "Hey, tell me what's going on now first?"

From the scrambling answers of the two systems, Ye Wuchen learned that he had transmigrated into the novel he wrote. He was originally the master of the protagonist Mo Yun. His name was Ye Wuchen, and he was one of the five elders in the Immortal Sword Sect. , in charge of Qingfeng.

The original Ye Wuchen looked like a fairy to the outside world, very indifferent, but inside he was a real villain, jealous of the protagonist's outstanding talent, under his disregard, Mo Yun, as his personal disciple, ate a lot Bitter, Ye Wuchen did it himself a few times, almost killing the protagonist. In the end, Ye Wuchen cut off Mo Yun's spiritual roots and expelled him from the sect.

Later, when Mo Yun was reborn and just entered the Immortal Sword Sect, and hibernated until Ye Wuchen drove him out of the sect, Ye Wuchen discovered that Mo Yun had become a demon cultivator. Although he had a superb cultivation level, he did not escape Mo Yun's sneak attack. , was taken captive by him to the Demon Realm, where he was tortured for several days. In the end, Mo Yun crippled his spiritual root, destroyed his dantian, submerged into the ice lake again, and died of exhaustion.

Ye Wuchen: ...Why does my novel have my own name?And it's so miserable.

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "Look, I told you I can't go through the plot."

The "stick to the plot" system seemed a little flustered: "Please don't disturb the host's thinking."

Ye Wuchen: "I don't remember my name in my novel."

"Stick to the plot" system: "I know this! At that time, the host was coding, and a certain 'Long Aotian Cultivation' system hypnotized the host, causing the host to write down his name."

Ye Wuchen only felt physically and mentally exhausted. After thinking about it, he asked "Persist on the plot": "You were there at that time? Why didn't you stop it?"

"Persist on the plot" system: "Of course I am! Because the host has a special physique, if you don't do this, the host will not be transmigrated into the book after death."

"Long Aotian Cultivation" system: "Shut up!"

Ye Wuchen realized, what does it mean to have a special physique? You can't get in even if you don't have your own name?

The two systems are arguing, and I probably don't have time to take care of myself, so let's think about what to do in the future.

Regardless of the noise from the two voices in his mind, he tidied up his white robe, then walked out of the pavilion and followed the path up to the original residence.

The interior of the room is very elegantly furnished, only a bed, two chairs, a table, a tea set, and a few cabinets against the wall. There are books and medicine bottles on them. Anyway, they are all for cultivating immortals. thing.

Ye Wuchen took off his outer robe, lay powerlessly on the bed, and slapped himself on the forehead: Why did you write a novel in the first place!Why set up a supporting role with such a tragic ending?Why!

The noisy sound of the two systems gradually subsided, and he was also tired these days, so he fell asleep regardless of the door was still open.

A figure walked slowly from the door to the bed, stared closely at the sprawled person on the bed, smiled slightly after a while.

"Master."

He stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch that person's face, but passed through like a ghost. He sighed, and grabbed a small white ball with his hand in the void.

The white ball is fluffy and trembling, as if terrified of the person in front of him.

I could only hear his cold tone: "Protect him for me, don't let him get hurt..."

Speaking of the latter, the man's voice was extremely gentle, as if holding a fragile treasure.

The little white ball flinched and made that unique soft voice: "Yes, master. But...in fact, I will do the same without you telling me."

The man gave it a vicious look, and the voice of the little white ball gradually weakened.

Then, his figure gradually dissipated, and the little white ball flew into Ye Wuchen's body. Ye Wuchen was sleeping soundly, without any awareness of it.