Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Whether Miss Ran committed suicide, Yan Wujiu didn't care about that, the only thing he was worried about was, did Song Xiao go home, or did something happen?

After all, he more or less regarded Song Xiao as a friend, while Miss Ran was just a stranger who ran out halfway, wishful thinking on a whim, and involved him in her adventure game.

What little sympathy Yan Wujiu had left could not be activated by even a drop of false crocodile tears on Miss Ran.

He walked all the way to Yan's house, and he met someone who came to pick him up halfway, so he couldn't help but stop.

The magistrate of Yan County was busy with his promotion to the court to interrogate Miss Ran's fiancé.The family had Yan Wujiu's arrangement before going out, and Madam Yan was kept from it, so the person who came to pick up Yan Qingdu was a person beyond his expectations.

The visitor was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, his face was too handsome, the lines of his facial features were cold and majestic, but his demeanor was calm and restrained.It seemed that that face lacked the warmth and compassion of a monk, but instead had an indescribable nobility.

However, if you ignore the sharp and profound eyebrows and eyes of the bones, and only look at the solemn, upright and solemn appearance of the treasures around you, you will indeed have the abstinence of a Taoist monk.

Yan Wujiu stood on the remote and deserted long street, watching that person walking towards him, for a moment, he didn't know whether it was a demon monk or a holy monk.

Until the morning light passed through the clouds and illuminated his eyes, he tilted his head and blinked slowly, remembering that the holy monk at night is afraid of the sun.

With this thought, Yan Wujiu immediately became alert.

He remembered that he had used the calming incense to bring down the burning lotus, and wanted to have a big chop or a fairy dance the next day.

As a result, maybe he calculated that the monks and God would not see it, and he was immediately condemned by God.Because of Miss Ran's death that morning, Yan Wujiu was taken away by Six Doors, and he was guarded alone.

Before going out, Yan Wujiu's rarely seen conscience returned to his soul for a short time, and by accident, he untied Fenlian whose limbs were tied up with tendon ropes in the secret room.

So, is it the holy monk or the demon monk who wakes up first in the secret room?

If it's a holy monk, then it doesn't matter, his mind is not clear every day, and he might have forgotten about it when he left the secret room.

It would be hard to say if it was a demon monk who woke up.In case he suspects why he appeared there, Yan Wujiu needs to think of countermeasures.After all, it was Yan Wujiu's study, Yan Wujiu's secret room, no doubt Yan Wujiu was most suspected.

When Fen Lian walked over, Yan Wujiu had been standing there thinking about countermeasures, and he was extremely vigilant in his heart.

Until Fen Lian stood three steps away in front of him.

Yan Wujiu raised his eyebrows, lifted his chin arrogantly, and looked at him with a cold face.

Fen Lian's expression was as cold and indifferent as ever, and Wu Mo's eyes were fixed on Yan Wujiu, neither happy nor angry.

This monk's aura has always made people uncomfortable. Being stared at by him, the whole person seemed to be in the scene of a bleak and chilling master duel suddenly, as if a thousand swords would be added to him at the next moment.

Yan Wujiu sneered, raised his brows slightly, and leaned his body frivolously towards him, with half a smile in his eyes, he said coldly: "Master is so elegant, I went out for a walk early in the morning."

Yan Wujiu always felt that Fenlian's aura was very aggressive during the day, but he didn't know that his own aura was the transit of midsummer, and the harsh winter destroys flowers, making it even more difficult to parry.

As long as he is around him, it's like being photographed by a bright pearl, not only can't be ignored, but also must have 12 points of energy to deal with this moody mood that is hot and cold.

Fen Lian imperceptibly pursed her lips, resisted not retreating, but also turned her eyes away from him, and said calmly: "Amitabha. It's not a walk. I was entrusted by your father to take you home. Your father asked me to ask you, Can someone wrong you?"

Yan Wujiu glanced over his wrist, saw a little red mark left by the rope, his brows twitched.

However, instead of being half-distracted with a guilty conscience, he acted preemptively.

Yan Wujiu was already standing close to Fen Lian, but when he leaned over to speak just now, he got a little closer, almost facing Fen Lian's ear.

At this moment, seeing Fen Lian staring straight ahead, she avoided looking at him.Yan Wujiu raised his right hand, and rested it on his right shoulder with neither light nor heavy weight.

Just at this moment, he clearly felt the muscles in the shoulders under his hand tense instantly, as if he was going to burst out with a burst of energy to eject his bad hand.

However, it does not.

Fen Lian's body was tense, obviously resisting his touch and feeling uncomfortable, but Yan Wujiu still put his arm on his shoulders, not showing any empathetic intention to take it back.

Instead, he chuckled again, bored and mocking, looked behind Fenlian, and whispered in his ear: "Master, there is a question I've always been curious about. Why do you always wear this old monk's robe every time I see you?" ? There is a sentence I have always wanted to say, you really don’t look good in moon white.”

The two stood facing each other, shoulders almost touching, in an intimate posture, but they didn't look at each other.

After Yan Wujiu finished speaking, he slowly raised his finger, flicked on Fenlian's shoulder, like brushing away invisible dust.

Yes, to Yan Wujiu's ears, Fen Lian's appearance in front of him at this time undoubtedly meant that the enemy saw his downfall and misfortune, and he was already angry, and became even more angry.

And what he said, why did he speak for his father, asking if anyone was angry with him?

Not to mention whether County Magistrate Yan asked, but if these words came out of Fen Lian who had always looked at him disliked, there would only be one effect, which was ridicule!

Yan Wujiu was the only one who mocked others, when did people see his jokes?

Of course he immediately taunted back.

Yan Wujiu smiled brightly and innocently, met Fen Lian's unclear gaze, and blinked tenderly.

The four eyes met, and they faced each other for a short moment, and suddenly heard a short exclamation from the other side of the long street: "Mr. Yan..."

The two looked together, one was sharp and indifferent, and the other was smiling but not smiling.

The one stared at by the two of them was Ran Heng with a surprised expression.

After all, from his point of view, Yan Wujiu, who had always been arrogant and arrogant the last two times, acted frivolously at this moment, clasping the shoulders of a monk in the street.What's more, just now he was perfunctory with his lack of interest, but in the blink of an eye, there was a gorgeous smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Ran Heng didn't understand Yan Wujiu, and he didn't understand that the better the smile of this person, the more cold knives he planted.

Being able to be perfunctory and boring to him should really be a high incense.

Ran Heng's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the monk who didn't like it no matter how he looked, and felt that everything about him was an eyesore.

The most eye-catching thing is that this monk doesn't look ordinary, even if he is plain and unadorned, standing next to Yan Wujiu is no less impressive.Looking at these two outstanding faces together, it is like a pair of lovers who are only intimate with each other.

What Ran Heng didn't know was that Fen Lian saw him in the same way.

Of course, crossing out the last sentence "Bi Ren" does not count.

When Yan Wujiu saw Ran Heng, he felt more and more bored.

He withdrew his gaze, and didn't have the intention to confront Fen Lian again, so he continued walking towards Yan's house.

Fen Lian gave Ran Heng a cold look, then turned around and followed Yan Wujiu.

The two of them were ten meters apart, and they walked back to Yan's house without saying a word.

The reason why Fen Lian didn't say anything more to Ran Heng was because he didn't know this person, he just thought it was Yan Wujiu's cronies.I don't know, this person is Miss Ran's elder brother, the chief culprit who persecuted County Magistrate Yan in the street and caused Yan Wujiu to be imprisoned by six doors.

If he knew, he wouldn't just take a simple glance.

Ever since Fen Lian was poisoned by Zhuge Xiao's Gu poison, her physical and mental state became more and more disordered.

He came back from his previous life. It is reasonable to say that his body should be in the best condition at this moment, but this is not the case. The madness in the previous life did not disappear because everything restarted and Yan Wujiu did not have an accident, but because he was too much. Caring will repeat the same mistakes, and it will become more serious.

Zhuge Xiao's Gu poison would have limited his martial arts realm and greatly reduced his skill. Who knew that the two interacted, one rose and the other disappeared, and a balance was almost reached.

Fen Lian's obsession was suppressed for the time being, but a new problem appeared. He found that he couldn't fall asleep, and as soon as he fell asleep, he would lose a piece of memory inexplicably.

On the first night, he didn't remember how he came back after being poisoned, he only remembered waking up outside Yan Wujiu's room at dawn.He was afraid of what he would do to Yan Wujiu after he lost consciousness, but fortunately Yan Wujiu's attitude remained the same as usual.

On the second night, he remembered that he just meditated and exercised his kung fu, trying to force out the poison.Unexpectedly, the fragment suddenly broke, and it was dawn again when he woke up, this time it was okay, he lay on the bed and slept properly.

However, if you are really sleeping, why do you feel tense and tired?It's like I haven't rested in a long time.

On the third night, he deliberately did not sleep, and it happened that Yan Wujiu was invited by the Yin family to meet Miss Ran.

Fen Lian quietly followed behind, escorting Yan Wu Jiu all the way back and forth.

It was past midnight by then, and he was relieved.I still remember the moment before, when he was standing on the roof of Yan Wujiu's house and walking towards his own residence, he looked up and saw the moon coming out.

The next moment he opened his eyes again, only to find himself standing in Yan Wujiu's study.

The last rays of the setting sun came in from the window, making Fen Lian mistakenly think it was morning.

Afraid that Yan Wujiu would find out, he broke into his study at night and hurried out the door to have a look, only to realize that it was almost evening.

The Yan family is quiet, Yan Wujiu is not around.

At that time, Fen Lian felt faintly uneasy in her heart, restrained her impetuous and crazy thoughts, and looked for that person everywhere.

But no, there is no such person anywhere.

Just when Fen Lian's patience reached its limit, and he wanted to find someone to force Yan Wujiu's whereabouts, he discovered that a mysterious person was following him secretly.

After that things are easy.

He pretended not to notice that he left Yan's house, and went back to the outskirts of the abandoned city wall in the west of the city, blocking that person tightly.

At that time, Fen Lian didn't want to say a word, he didn't even care about who that person was or what his purpose was, he just wanted to have a good fight.

Until he broke the man's arm and stepped on his back to the ground.

The murderous intent with bloodshot eyes cooled down.

The other party was a tough one, even so he didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "I ask you, did you kill the seven people in Guchan Temple 360?"

Fen Lian was condescending and looked down at him: "I said no, do you believe it? Do the six doors believe it?"

The man in black was sweating profusely, and his voice was unruly: "Six doors only believe in evidence. But every word you say can be used as your testimony in court. Tell me, is it you?"

The corners of Fenlian's lips slowly rose little by little, Baoxiang's solemn face formed a cold and dangerous expression, and he said softly: "I don't know what Guchan Temple is, I only know that I killed a bandits who trafficked and abducted women and children."

"Hmph, you are one of the rare masters in the world. I didn't expect you to dare to do it. The Guchan Temple is a big temple, and the temple is full of incense. When did this kind of scandal happen? What's more, there are ordinary pilgrims among the dead. Turning black and white ,nonsense!"

Fen Lian sneered, without getting angry: "You Central Plains people, it's really interesting. Those who died in my hands were less than a fraction of 360 seven. You have to ask yourself how the rest died."

The corners of his lips were raised, and the sharp eyebrows were pressed down into a cold and dead arc: "However, you probably can't see the truth."

Feng Jianpo could hear the killing intent in his words, and squinted at him obstinately: "You want to kill me?"

Fen Lian lowered her eyes to look at his eyes, already looking at the dead: "Feng Jianpo, long time no see. However, you probably don't know me yet. You just need to know a little, this is the second time I've killed you. No matter what How many times, as long as there is a chance, I will kill you without hesitation! Because, you deserve to die. You are as unforgivable as me."

Feng Jianpo was stepped on the ground by him, tried his best to turn his head and looked at Fen Lian in amazement, when he heard the Arabian Nights words, he laughed at himself, the corners of his mouth overflowed with internal wounds, but his eyes showed a little pity: "So, you are a lunatic. No wonder."

"When you go to hell, someone asks about it. Remember, the person who killed you is called Fenlian. Be sure, remember it clearly!"

"Skills are not as good as people, you kill." His stern eyebrows showed no fear, only a little regret in his eyes, "After you kill me, can you say something for me?"

Fen Lian frowned, he didn't have this request in his previous life: "Say."

Feng Jianpo's gaze was slightly blank, and he was a little soft and relieved: "Find any arrests and tell them to send a message to Gu Yuexi, just say that Feng Jianpo said: This time he won, and Yan Qing is not a bad person."

The author has something to say: Before Lianlian met Jiujiu, she was obsessed with martial arts since childhood.

So, he is really good at playing~