You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

As Lu Qianchuan walked, he browsed through the plot tips given by [-].

He was deeply impressed by the plot here. Gu Family Village was the first small dungeon experienced by Mo Chenyuan. It was in this small dungeon that he met Shi Qingxu, the witch who was about to be entangled for a lifetime.

Although "Yuan Shentianxia" is a harem text, the status of the two heroines is unshakable. Lu Qianchuan also used ten percent of his energy when describing this passage.

According to the original text, here should be Lu Qianchuan taking a few young disciples to visit down the mountain, but Mo Chenyuan secretly followed them without anyone noticing.

In Gujia Village, Lu Qianchuan captured Shi Qingxu, the demon princess who had escaped from exile and was seriously injured. He planned to take the witch back to the sect to return to her life, but she didn't expect that Shi Qingxu would be let go in just one night.

The one who let her go was naturally Mo Chenyuan.

As a result, Mo Chenyuan gained the favor of the princess of the demon clan, and even got two cheat books of the demon clan's exercises from her, which can be said to be the first step towards becoming a king in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Qianchuan said to Mo Chenyuan: "Go and clean up, we'll go to Gu's Village right now."

According to [-]'s thinking that emphasizes the result and not the process, the goal of the Gujiacun dungeon is for Mo Chenyuan to get acquainted with Shi Qingxu and obtain the secret manual of exercises from her.

In this case, instead of letting Mo Chenyuan be the tail behind them according to the original text, it is better to take Mo Chenyuan down the mountain directly.

Mo Chenyuan shook the sword in his hand: "All the things to bring are ready."

Laughing in his heart, Lu Qianchuan went back to Qianshuju and took his sword, and then ordered a young disciple to tell Yanzi that he was safe, and then walked with Mo Chenyuan with the sword.

"Aren't you bringing others?" Mo Chenyuan's heart moved, and he had some bad premonition.

Lu Qianchuan knew the plot well, knew that they would not encounter any strong enemies this time, at most they would pick up a seriously injured princess, so he said confidently: "No, you and I are enough."

Gu's Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and next to it is the largest sect in the cultivation world. This small village also has some aura, and has raised many talented people.

Most of the villagers are acquainted with the monks of Wanlingzong, and they are very friendly to the disciples wearing the Taoist clothes of Wanlingzong.

Aunt Wang is a widow living in the west of the village. Her husband passed away three years ago. She has not remarried and she is raising a five-year-old son alone.

This day, she wanted to go to the river to wash clothes, but it was only a few feet away from the house, when two handsome men in white clothes suddenly fell from the sky on the empty path.

They are not very old, one looks cold, but has a bit of bookishness, and the other is a little shorter, with a half-smile, which makes people feel chilling when looking at people for no reason.

"Ah!" Aunt Wang yelled, let go of her hand, and the clothes in the basin were scattered all over the floor, but she had no time to pick them up, turned around and ran home quickly, closed the door and locked it, leaning against the door and shivering.

Both Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan were taken aback.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Chenyuan reluctantly knocked on the door under Lu Qianchuan's signal: "Madam, don't be afraid, we are monks of the Wanling Sect, and there is no malice in going down the mountain to inspect this time."

As he spoke, he felt nauseated in his heart.

To him, it doesn't matter if he is feared or rejected by others, the more others fear him, the happier he is.But Lu Qianchuan couldn't bear it, so he insisted on going forward to explain.

But even after explaining, the little widow inside the door still didn't appreciate it, Zhan Zhanwei said: "You... what are you going to do again, my family is very poor, I really have nothing to give you..."

As she spoke, there was a tear in her voice.

Mo Chenyuan turned his head impatiently and turned to look at Lu Qianchuan.

Lu Qianchuan had a cold face, his heart was full of question marks.

Is there this paragraph in the original text?How could he have no impression?

He asked [-] to find fragments of the original text for him, but [-] insisted on only giving him an outline, and he had to guess the rest of the details.

Lu Qianchuan rubbed his forehead with a headache, stepped forward and said: "Forgive me, Ma'am, I am Lu Qianchuan, the direct disciple of Sect Master Yan of the Wanling Sect. We got the news that there are demons doing evil here, so we came here with our junior brother to investigate. Can you please trouble me?" Madam, open the door and tell me?"

Aunt Wang was trembling like a fallen leaf, stubbornly pressing against the door and refusing to open it, and said in a mournful voice, "What demons did the crimes, aren't you the ones who did the crimes!"

Lu Qianchuan was shocked.

It seems... something is wrong.

His mood gradually sank.

Mo Chenyuan was so disturbed by this crying woman that he completely lost his patience. He kicked on the dirt wall and said coldly: "If we really want to harm you, why are we talking nonsense with you here? Do you think a door can stop you?" live with us?"

"Shen Yuan!" Lu Qianchuan scolded in a deep voice.

He wanted to say a few soft words to comfort Madam, but before he opened his mouth, the small door opened bit by bit.

Lu Qianchuan looked at Mo Chenyuan wordlessly.

Mo Chenyuan snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Everyone in the world is like this, bullying the weak and fearing the tough, the more nice and nice they are to them, the more serious they become, the more ruthless they are, the less they dare to defy them.

Such a simple truth, only a dull person like the elder brother doesn't know.

The door was opened a little, and half of the little widow's pale face could be seen through the little slit. She trembled her lips, as if she couldn't believe it: "You just said...you are Mr. Lu Qianchuan?"

Lu Qianchuan straightened his back: "Yes."

Aunt Wang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and came out from the door, stumbling and said: "Forgive me, two gentlemen, there is no man in the family, let's talk here."

Lu Qianchuan quickly agreed.

Aunt Wang hesitated for a while, and after a few tangles between her brows, she said, "I don't know, my lord, but the monks of the Wanling Sect collect taxes in our village?"

Mo Chenyuan was full of surprise.

Lu Qianchuan frowned, thinking about it, and felt something was wrong.

Aunt Wang continued: "Looking at you, you probably don't know. In fact, a few months ago, a few monks suddenly came to the village and said that the village is next to the Wanling Sect, which is why we have today's prosperous days. Every household pays a tax, or else... otherwise they..."

Speaking of bitterness, she covered her mouth and began to cry.

Lu Qianchuan couldn't bear to intervene, but Mo Chenyuan was heartless, and asked, "So what?"

Aunt Wang broke down in tears, and said intermittently: "The Chen family in the east is not obedient, their head has had their legs broken, and they can't go to the ground yet."

Lu Qianchuan only felt that someone poured a basin of cold water on him, so that he didn't know what night it was.

He hurriedly said: "Madam, don't worry, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, and if anyone dares to tarnish the reputation of the sect, I will never forgive him lightly."

Comforting the weeping little widow, Lu Qianchuan left all the money on his body to her. Mo Chenyuan looked at him coldly, and after walking a long way, he asked: "You gave all the money to that woman, and when you see the woman with a broken leg , but what should I do?"

Lu Qianchuan paused in distress, staring at Mo Chenyuan silently.

Mo Chenyuan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Lu Qianchuan asked: "Junior brother, do you have money on you? Can you..."

lend me some

Mo Chenyuan heard what he meant, snorted coldly, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

He is usually called Shen Yuan, and he borrows money to call him Junior Brother.

well.

Lu Qianchuan touched his nose and touched his nose in embarrassment. After being warned by [-] to OOC, he was annoyed and helpless, and hurriedly followed.

After some visits, Lu Qianchuan was convinced: This plot did not meet his expectations.

But what went wrong?

Lu Qianchuan didn't know, so, just to be cautious, he took out the letter paper figure in the Qiankun bag, used his spiritual power to hide the news in the paper figure's body, and gave the paper figure a breath of spiritual energy, and the thin and small paper figure Spontaneously and consciously flew to Wanlingzong.

Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan sat on the ridge of the field, looking at each other silently.

Lu Qianchuan was worried in his heart.

[-] is too cunning to give him any clues.Fortunately, he read all the exercise books in Lu Qianchuan's room during the month of recuperation, so he was not at a loss.

According to his understanding of Yan Zi'an, although Yan Zi'an is gentle, his rule is very strict, and the only one who connives is Lu Qianchuan, because he knows that Lu Qianchuan will not go out of line no matter what.

How could there be monks who collect taxes?

Wouldn't that be the little gangster who used to collect protection fees at the school gate?

He was worried, but he didn't realize that Mo Chenyuan was sitting beside him, with his elbows on his lap, his chin resting on one hand, and he was looking at him probingly.

Isn't the elder brother a clean freak?Why did he not respond when the white clothes were stained with soil from the field?

Did he get cured of his cleanliness after being injured once?

Or... someone else?

If this is the case, then the elder brother in front of him is by no means waiting for nothing.

It is unfathomable to be able to attach to the body of a major disciple of the Wanling Sect without being discovered. This level of cultivation is unfathomable.

Mo Chenyuan studied Lu Qianchuan so concentratingly that he forgot to observe the surrounding environment for a moment, his thoughts were drifting away, but Lu Qianchuan who was sitting beside him suddenly jumped on him.

"careful!"

Lu Qianchuan couldn't think of a clue, and when he was staring at the field boredly, he accidentally discovered a moving black shadow.

The black shadow was very fast, and the range of movement was extremely small. Thanks to the high cultivation level of this body, it was barely seen.

He didn't dare to neglect, and followed the shadow's movement all the way, only to find that the target of the shadow was Mo Chenyuan.

But Mo Chenyuan didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't respond to this threat.

Lu Qianchuan didn't think about it, and subconsciously threw himself in front of him. He wanted to cut off the black shadow with his sword, but the black shadow jumped into his hand faster than he thought.

For a moment, Lu Qianchuan thought, this is probably what it feels like to put your hand into a boiling kettle.

Mo Chenyuan suddenly came back to his senses, the sword moved with his heart, unsheathed himself, and pierced through the heart of that black shadow.The black shadow was carried a few feet away by this strong force, twitched twice on the ground, and was completely motionless.

"Senior brother?" He held Lu Qianchuan's wrist, even though he thought he had seen the world's most poisonous people like him, he couldn't help but gasped.

Lu Qianchuan's hand was corroding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Qianchuan was covered in cold sweat from the pain, his lips were bloodless, and he opened and closed feebly, but he couldn't make a sound.

There was something like black mud on his hands, Mo Chenyuan wanted to help him get rid of the black mud, but Lu Qianchuan said: "Don't move."

His brain exploded into a firework due to the pain, took a small breath of cool air, and reminded: "This thing is corrosive, stay away."

Mo Chenyuan's expression was indescribable.

He quickly took out a small and exquisite white porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, and sprinkled all the medicinal powder inside on Lu Qianchuan's hands without saying a word.

Lu Qianchuan was in so much pain that he didn't even want to breathe.

He could only watch helplessly as the skin on his hands disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the dense white bones buried under the skin.