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

Chengming is naturally free and easy, but he is not ignorant of etiquette. This time it is also because of the strange and appropriate letter that he made such a reckless move for the first time. He did not expect such a big oolong.

After he stammered, he put down the curtain with a stiff body, and his tone floated away flatly: "You guys do your work first, I'll go downstairs and wait."

Lu Qianchuan's face was a little redder than when he had a high fever in the middle of the night.

When Chengming's footsteps could not be heard at all, he coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, and patted Mo Chenyuan's paws wrapped around his waist.

Mo Chenyuan didn't say a word, and simply put away his hands neatly, pretending that nothing happened: "I'll go and pour some water first, so brother can relax if he feels uncomfortable."

Lu Qianchuan has been in a state of spiritual power and magic power attacking each other for the past few days, and he has long since felt uncomfortable.He saw Mo Chenyuan get up, adjust the expression on his face, get off the bed and put on his clothes against Zhang Lin's frosty face.

Mo Chenyuan's confession turned over and over in his mind, he was so confused, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Before Mo Chenyuan said those words, he could still calmly face the unusual small movements between the two of them. Now that the window paper was pierced, if he allowed Mo Chenyuan to continue like that, it would be too...

Too scumbag.

Lu Qianchuan touched his little heart, which has been disobedient recently, and thought: "How should I answer? Should I just refuse?"

After asking himself for a while, the question in his mind turned around, and he thought again: "...do I like him?"

This is really an age-old problem.

Adding up his past and present lives, Mr. Lu has a certain age, but he has been a bachelor for so many years, and he was suddenly confessed that he behaved worse than a teenage boy.

After Mo Chenyuan cleaned up by himself, he leaned over to touch his forehead again to make sure that the temperature was still normal, and said in a low voice: "You have been burning for the past few days, if you feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself."

Lu Qianchuan didn't dare to look him in the eye, and nodded vaguely.

It was so embarrassing.

The best chance to refuse was obviously last night, but when he saw Mo Chenyuan's pitiful appearance at that time, he couldn't bear to say a serious word, so he directly pretended to be an ostrich and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Now that it's been a night, Mo Chenyuan has no intention of bringing up the old story again, and he can't keep a pot from opening.

But the two of them didn't mention it, and they kept thinking about it in their hearts. What year and month will they be tall?

Lu Qianchuan deeply felt that he was a scumbag, and regretted it in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and calm, and walked down the stairs with Mo Chenyuan.

Chengming and Hua Wenyue were sitting together, drinking tea relatively silently.

Seeing them, Cheng Ming's face flushed suddenly, he cupped his hands in embarrassment, and lowered his head, not daring to look at them.

Hua Wenyue blew on the tea unhurriedly, and said lightly, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Lu Qianchuan took a few steps and bowed to him: "I am ashamed, my uncle has been waiting for you for a long time."

Hua Wenyue hummed lukewarmly, put down the teacup, picked up the letter paper on the table and handed it to him: "Master...your master's letter, you can read it yourself."

Lu Qianchuan was really surprised.

They are in this dark place, how can Master deliver a letter?

He took the letter paper respectfully, glanced at it, and was surprised again—it was indeed Yan Zi'an's own handwriting.

There are only a few sentences in the letter, the first is to ask about health, the second is to report safety, and the third is to give a very detailed location.

Cheng Ming said: "This letter was delivered by Wan Lingzong's art of delivering letters. It originally flew to Brother Qianchuan's bed, but you were unconscious, so we intercepted it rudely."

Seeing that Mo Chenyuan beside him had also finished reading, Lu Qianchuan folded the letter in half and handed it back to Hua Wenyue with both hands.

Hua Wenyue put the letter paper into Qiankun's sleeve, raised his eyebrows: "You are calm."

Lu Qianchuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Mo Chenyuan subconsciously, and found a look of surprise on the other side, and then realized that he forgot to pretend to be surprised.

Hua Wenyue said: "Do you know the location given by the suzerain?"

Of course Lu Qianchuan knew, since he had forgotten to pretend, he stopped talking and nodded slightly.

That place was the key point in the original text where Mo Chenyuan broke through the Raksha hell and returned to the human world from hell.

He said: "Since the master has a way to send the news in, it means that this world is not indestructible. If we give it a try, we should be somewhat sure. But... I don't know what brother Chengming's plan is?"

Seeing that Mo Chenyuan's gaze had been on Lu Qianchuan's face, Chengming was stunned by this, and suddenly he was called by name, and blurted out: "Why did you say that?"

Lu Qianchuan: "If I'm not mistaken, brother Ming probably still has unfulfilled ambitions?"

The clear teacup knocked against the edge of the table, making a crisp sound, and Hua Wenyue's chuckle sounded at the same time.

Chengming was silent for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "There's nothing you can do."

Over the past few years, he has been pretending to be crazy, acting stupid, an old man and a child, traveling all over the world, hoping to find a way out of this heartless hell.

He is like a barefoot doctor, searching everywhere for a miracle medicine that can bring back the conscience of these people, but after several years, he still finds nothing.

The people here seem to have had their goodwill taken away, leaving only brutal and bloodthirsty murderous thoughts and unsatisfied greed in their minds.

If the heart is a stubborn stone, gods and Buddhas will not cross.

Cheng Ming sighed quietly: "I have always firmly believed that this ability is not only for myself, the world is so big that it is enough for me to use my fists, but I never thought that the world is too big, and my basic skills are not enough... "

Lu Qianchuan frowned slightly: "Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, why should Brother Ming underestimate himself?"

Hua Wenyue curled his lips slightly, but did not speak, and his admiration flashed away.

Chengming hadn't met anyone who could speak his mind for many years, and Hua Wenyue, the only acquaintance who was barely an old acquaintance, wore a mask to trick him for a few years, and now he uttered his pent-up thoughts, so excited that he wished he could hold back Lu Qianchuan. Yixiu, let's have a good talk for three days and three nights.

It's a pity that he just thought about it, before he stretched out his hand, Mo Chenyuan's face had already started to look bad.

Chengming glanced at Lu Qianchuan sympathetically.

Mr. Lu, who didn't notice any abnormality, sat beside them and said seriously: "I agree with Brother Ming. Since I have been here once, there are certain things that cannot be ignored."

The old god Hua Wenyue was there: "Your master is still waiting for you outside."

Lu Qianchuan bowed his head in shame: "The disciple is not filial."

Hua Wenyue snorted softly, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger: "I said casually, it doesn't matter to me to do whatever you want."

The air freezes at this moment.

Lu Qianchuan glanced at Hua Wenyue with complicated emotions, and a few words of apology rolled around in his stomach, but he didn't say it in the end.

In the original text, Hua Wenyue did betray the sect and did many treasonous things.But in their world, perhaps because the timing didn't come and Hua Wenyue hadn't had time to do anything, he and Mo Chenyuan took him and Mo Chenyuan as a scapegoat and escorted him back to the sect.

In terms of emotion and reason, they are all ashamed of this uncle.

But Hua Wenyue himself was really dissatisfied with Yan Zi'an, he didn't like this person after all.

What's more, the current situation is not a good time to bring up old things again.

Lu Qianchuan took a sip of tea silently, and said slowly: "One more thing, I wonder what you two plan to do after you get out of Raksha Hell?"

Chengming and Hua Wenyue looked at each other and remained silent at the same time.

He really hit the point.

The bodies of the two of them are no longer there, and they can still maintain their human form in Raksha Hell. If they go out from here, they will directly turn into a wisp of remnant souls, no one can say.

Cheng Ming hesitated, while Hua Wenyue said directly, "When did I say I was going out from here?"

Lu Qianchuan was stunned.

Hua Wenyue glanced at him, leaned on the back of the chair, with a calm expression: "If you really have the ability to clean up this place, I will continue to open a shop to make money. There will be no harm to the profit, why go out and look for trouble?"

Lu Qianchuan felt in a daze that this uncle's mind seemed to have changed a lot.

In fact, he didn't have much contact with Hua Wenyue, but based on what he heard from Yan Zian and the others, and what he saw with his own eyes in Liu Qingkui's sea of ​​consciousness, Hua Wenyue in his impression seemed to be a handsome young man who was gloomy and taciturn, and kept his thoughts secret.

It was the first time for him to speak so bluntly.

Seeing that several juniors were choked silent by him, Hua Wenyue touched the tip of his nose, got up and said, "Wait a minute."

He turned and walked into the room, and when he came out again, he held a roll of white paper in his hand.

The white paper was spread out on the table, revealing the well-preserved topographical drawing inside, and several points were carefully marked out.

Chengming said in surprise, "This is the map of Raksha Hell."

Hua Wenyue said lightly: "This is a first gift to encourage you to do great things."

This map marked the direction of various mountains and rivers in great detail, as well as some towns where people with high mana lived.Chengming looked over bit by bit, full of shame: "I thought I had traveled all over the river, but I still lost to senior."

Mo Chenyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "This picture is not complete yet."

He turned over the map, revealing the empty white paper behind: "There should be another map on the back of this map."

Cheng Ming wondered, "What does this mean?"

Lu Qianchuan was well aware of his urinating nature when writing the things he wrote, and immediately said: "You mean, there is another world behind the world we are standing in?"

Mo Chenyuan looked at him and nodded slightly.

Not only Chengming, but Hua Wenyue also showed some shock: "Is this true?"

Mo Chenyuan said: "That's right, that's where I came from."

Lu Qianchuan thought that when the two of them entered Raksha Hell, he and Mo Chenyuan were dragged in two directions by two suction forces. In this way, he entered the current world because of this, while Mo Chenyuan fell into the opposite world.

With a serious expression on his face, Chengming asked: "The world behind is also like this place, full of ghosts and monsters who don't know what to do?"

"No," Mo Chenyuan circled a circle on the white paper with his bare hands, and explained, "There are mountains around there, with a high loess mountain in the center, and an enchantment around the edge. There is almost no vegetation in it, only a mass of consciousness Collective."

Lu Qianchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If he remembers correctly, this seems to be his original setting.

Two-sided hell, two sides of the world.

The place they are in is a hell that is inhabited by humans but has no good intentions; on the other side, it is a world where there are no humans and the vegetation is barren.

What is there is the kindness and respect stripped from all the people in hell here.

It was what Mo Chenyuan called "a collection of consciousness".

This was the setting when he first conceived the Raksha Hell. Unfortunately, the plot got a little out of line later on, and this setting became tasteless, so he didn't write it out of consideration.

Unexpectedly, it was completely restored by this world again.

He let out a "huh" and before he could speak, Mo Chenyuan first reached out and touched his forehead, leaned a little closer, and said with concern: "Why are you sweating so much? Didn't you say you should not force it?"

Lu Qianchuan was stiff all over. Facing Chengming and Hua Wenyue's meaningful eyes, he said awkwardly, "Perhaps... the wind is a little bit stronger."

Chengming turned his head and glanced at the tightly closed doors and windows, and said quietly, "It just rained last night, and today it's still a little wet and cold. Brother Asakawa has just recovered, so I'd better put on more clothes."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Chenyuan took off his robe and put it on Lu Qianchuan.

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

He coughed lightly, and in front of the two of them, it was not easy to return the robe to Mo Chenyuan immediately, so he forcibly changed the topic: "According to what Shen Yuan said, there should be some changes here, a world is divided upside down. in two parts."

Cheng Ming said: "You mean, if you can combine these two parts into one, maybe..."

Lu Qianchuan nodded: "All problems can be easily solved."