please don't wear it

"Brother Lin?" Yi Lianzhen called out again.

Lin Fujun trembled like an electric shock. At that moment, he probably thought he was hallucinating, and when he turned his head, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Then he saw Yi Lianzhen who was holding on to the railing directly opposite the cell, and he looked stupid.

It's a pity that they are too far away, otherwise Yi Lian would really want to wave his hand in front of his eyes.

"Brother Lin, I don't seem to accept the restraint of the forbidden spirit formation." He paused, and continued, "What's going on here? What does Xue Tianding want to do?"

Lin Fujun didn't answer him right away, his eyes first drifted behind Yi Lianzhen, saw dozens of people still in the forbidden spirit formation, and saw more cells and more people left and right.

His lips were tightly pursed, and he still had a serious and dignified expression, but the corners of his mouth were drawn down deeply, and his chin showed walnut-shaped lines.

"I forgot about you." His voice was tense, as if he couldn't even relax his vocal cords. "It's also my fault for thinking too much."

Yi Lianzhen looked at Lin Fujun, nervously waiting for his next words.

Lin Fujun's throat twitched, he still didn't want to look directly at Yi Lianzhen, he turned his head again to look at the brightly polished tabletop: "Xue Tianding wants me to help him make a meditation banner, this is a long-lost spiritual weapon , a very powerful evil. It needs an ancient refining method."

"Although my realm is not high, my ancestor was lucky enough to see a real object thousands of years ago, and passed down the production method."

Concentrating on the banner, it is not a good thing to hear.

Lin Fujun closed his eyes: "It takes the spirit of a thousand monks to make the Soul Condensation Banner, and 2000 people need to be killed."

"I'm sorry," he said bitterly, "I failed everyone here."

Yi Lian really opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect to hear this: "You promised Xue Tianding?"

If Lin Fujun died in the end, then he should not have agreed to Xue Tianding's request.

How did this fail?

"No." Lin Fujun raised his head and said hoarsely, "I never make spiritual weapons at the cost of my life."

Yi Lianzhen: "Then why..."

"Because," Lin Fujun said, staring at the floor, "whether I agree or not, you all..."

He choked for a moment and closed his eyes: "I'm going to die."

Yi Lian subconsciously turned her head to look at the many cells behind her and beside her: "Why do we all die..."

Halfway through his question, he seemed to have figured it out a little bit, and flattened his mouth inexplicably.

"Xue Tianding said that if I don't want to kill people to make spiritual weapons, he will help me. If I don't agree on one day, he will kill a hundred people, two hundred people on the second day, thousands of people on the tenth day, and finally make up enough for one day." .”

"By that day, everyone will be dead and the soul will be prepared. I don't care if I want to see someone die because of this."

Yi Lian really didn't know what mood she was in for a moment.

He seemed a little scared and confused, but he still felt that Xue Tianding's thoughts were logical.

If all the materials have been prepared and all the people who need to be killed are dead, the psychological burden on the producer will be much smaller.

"Then what if..." Yi Lian asked cautiously, "What if you still disagree in the end."

"He said he would kill more people until I agreed." Lin Fujun's voice was so dry that there was no wave.

Yi Lianzhen: "..."

The villain is such a genius.

If this goes on like this, whoever is a conscientious person will disagree and not help him make a meditation banner.

To do it is against conscience, and it is even more regrettable not to do it.

Just thinking about such routines and methods, Yi Lian felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He wanted to ask Lin Fujun what to do next, and then thought that the other party might not know.

The two fell into silence, Yi Lian was so sad that even her eyelids drooped.

In the end, it was Lin Fujun who spoke first.

"Master Luo said that the little robbery you encountered was probably this." He saw Yi Lianzhen again, and raised the corner of his mouth gently at him, "You will not suffer any harm, and nothing will happen in the end."

Yi Lian really asked: "Then you...you and them, what will happen in the end?"

Lin Fujun shook his head: "No matter what, I won't agree."

He rolled up a small part of his sleeves, revealing a black ring on his wrist: "I have also been imprisoned by mana and tracking actions. I will look for opportunities."

He didn't say what he was looking for, nor did he mention other people, he just blamed himself for it.

Yi Lian really opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

In the plot, Lin Fujun is dead, and Xue Tianding is a murderous demon at all times.

Compared with the original book, except that Qin Ying and he were also arrested, the plot has not changed in any way.

And Qin Ying and him are just two out of a thousand people, nothing special. Although Qin Ying is the main character, he has only reached the golden core stage, and he probably can't even beat Xue Tianding's subordinates with the lowest cultivation level.

If things continue like this, the ending will not change much... "Go back." Lin Fujun said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't come out often," he said, "Xue Tianding may come again at any time. If you are discovered, you don't know what will happen."

Yi Lianzhen looked back, Qin Ying was surrounded by a group of people.Seeing Yi Lianzhen, he tried his best to cast a questioning look over.

Lin Fujun had already sat back, and started tidying up the gray robe that was used as a rag. It seemed that only in this way could he maintain his peace of mind and not fall into guilt and resentment.

"What's going on?" Qin Ying stepped forward and asked as soon as she returned to the Forbidden Spirit Formation.

It wasn't just Qin Ying who was asking, all the monks in the cell were crowded here, and when they saw Yi Lianzhen coming in, they all opened their mouths and crowded forward, trying to figure out what was going on.

"what is the problem?"

"You are a mortal, why did you appear in Consonance? What does this matter have to do with you?"

"Lin Fujun, what kind of trouble did he cause!"

"Who caught us, what did he want to do? What happened to the boss?"

There was a commotion in Yi Lianzhen's ears, and he stared blankly at everyone, not knowing where to start.

A middle-aged monk with a long beard was even more straightforward. He rushed in front of Yi Lianzhen: "My spirit beast will transform tomorrow, and I have to go back to protect the Dharma. What's going on? Can I go back?"

Yi Lian really licked her chapped lips and shook her head.

All the voices suddenly became higher.

"No?" The monk had a violent temper, and immediately took another step forward, his eyes staring like copper bells, "What if I can't get out!"

Yi Lianzhen was forced by him to take a step back, and Qin Ying who was beside him immediately drew out her sword with a slap, and directly leaned on the monk's neck.

The monk's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned to glare at Qin Ying.

Any spiritual weapons and mana cannot be used, and he doesn't have a sword with him, so he really can't do anything to the opponent.

Following Qin Ying's movements, several people with sidearms also pointed their weapons at this side.

The scene was a bit like a confrontation with force in the mortal world, those with weapons were slightly inferior to those with bare hands.

Qin Ying showed no fear on his face. He looked around and said loudly, "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient! Impatience can't solve any problems."

"My little brother, I have already told everyone about the situation. He is just a mortal who can ignore formations, has no other psychic powers, and has no knowledge of this matter." He is taller than most people Somehow, Jianmei Xingmu has a gentlemanly demeanor, and he was able to convince the crowd for a while, "Everyone calm down first, listen to him finish the matter, and ask questions one by one if you have any questions."

Maybe this is the charm of the protagonist. Looking at the quiet people, Yi Lian gave Qin Ying a grateful look.

Qin Ying smiled back. He didn't put away the saber, but stood it in front of him as an invisible deterrent, so that others would remain silent when Yi Lianzhen spoke.

After Yi Lianzhen finished saying everything with a heavy heart, there was a period of time when no one spoke.

Whether it was the guy in the store or the middle-aged monk who had a hot temper just now, they all seemed to be shocked by the content.

Even Qin Ying bowed her head in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, someone murmured: "I knew I shouldn't have gone out today. I have been in retreat for 35 years, but in the eyes of others, I can be crushed to death without a single finger."

After a while, someone answered, "You haven't been to Jindan for 35 years, do you still dream of beating those great masters?"

The middle-aged monk just found a place and sat down like a deflated balloon.

Some people also came over and asked some questions such as "What is Lin Fujun planning to do", "What is Xue Tianding's realm", "Is there any hope of escaping", etc. Most of Yi Lianzhen didn't know and could only shake his head to answer.

Finally, when the crowd dispersed, Qin Ying put away her sword and sat back beside Yi Lianzhen.

"Brother Qin, do you have any ideas?" Yi Lian asked him.

Qin Ying put her hands on her cheeks, equally sad and frustrated: "Let's wait and see the situation, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Yi Lian really let out a long sigh and didn't say anything.

According to the plot, Qin Ying was originally going to the Changliu wilderness to practice and advance to the realm, so it seems that he was the one who got Qin Ying down.

No one can do anything about encountering villains at the wrong time at a young age.

Looking up at the opposite cell, Lin Fujun had already started to wipe the floor with his robe.

The store is so clean, he should have thought of it from the very beginning, this person is probably a clean freak.

Thinking of the fact that Xue Tianding mentioned by Lin Fujun might come again at any time, Yi Lian really didn't dare to leave the forbidden spirit formation at will - if Xue Tianding found out that something was wrong and caught him, his fate would probably be much worse than being studied by Ren Wudao.

He chatted with Qin Ying casually, and gradually felt a little hungry.

"Is it time for dinner?" he asked.

"What?" Qin Ying was stunned for a moment, "Should?—Are you hungry?"

Yi Lian really nodded.

The two looked at each other, suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and spoke at the same time.

"Is there anything to eat here?"

"We're all ined."

In this world, monks have to practice bigu from the beginning of the Qi training period, and among the people locked in, Yi Lianzhen is a mortal, and the others don't need to eat!

"Don't you have anything to eat?" Yi Lian asked.

"No..." Qin Ying shook her head, "I brought dozens of Foundation Establishment Pills with me—but I couldn't open the storage bag in the Forbidden Spirit Formation."

Not to mention Jidan, he can't take a single spirit stone out of the storage bag now.

The other people... Yi Lian really craned his neck to look around, no one seemed to have a need for food.

Food is the most important thing for the people. I didn't expect the cultivation world to abandon this precious tradition so completely.

"I still have a spirit-gathering pill here," Qin Ying digs out again and again, and finds another pill from nowhere. "It increases cultivation, it may be useless if you eat it, but it can fill your stomach?"

The elixir was the size of a longan, Yi Lianzhen looked at it silently for a while, took it, and bit a little into his mouth.

"Pooh!"

The taste of Chinese medicine is bitterer than bitter medicine soup.

"Forget it," Yi Lian really thanked Bumin, "I can't eat it yet."

The two stared at each other, and after a while, Qin Ying tentatively said, "Then shall I sing you a song?"

Yi Lianzhen: "...?"

"It was sung by my relatives in the village when I was not a beginner," Qin Ying said. "It's been almost 100 years, and I can barely remember it now."

"Almost 100 years?" Yi Lian said in horror, "How old are you now..."

"One hundred and five years old." Qin Ying said.

Yi Lianzhen: "..."

I read the novel so long ago that I completely forgot my age.He shouldn't be called Brother Qin Ying, but Grandpa Qin.

"Then I sang?" Qin Ying said, "I quite like singing."

Yi Lian nodded in a daze.

"I most want to eat tangerines, tangerines are full of sour mouth, I want to eat salted duck eggs in June, fried rice with lard. I want to eat pepper tea, I want to eat fried sesame seeds, I want to eat sweet pomegranates in August, and glutinous rice with glutinous rice cakes..."

"I still want to eat bacon, bacon red chirp, I want to eat gourd fried in lard, garlic mixed with lean meat, I want to eat goldfish and whitebait, vermicelli and dried shrimp..."①

Yi Lian really looked at Qin Ying in despair.

He's not in a trance now, and he's even hungrier.

What did he do wrong for God to punish him in this way?

The little calamity that Master Luo said is probably true. If he starves like this for a few days, no matter how invincible he is, he will starve to death here, right?

The author has something to say: ① Adapted from the folk song "Ten Want to Eat" in the Wudang Mountain area.