After passing through the book, the devil wants to kill me

The little boy was holding the medicine cup, when he looked up and saw that it was him, he was startled for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and said, "It's you."

Seeing that Lou Yun had doubts in his eyes, he explained: "The Mozun brought me here and asked me to boil the medicine."

It stands to reason that the little drug boy is indeed more familiar with the prescription than him, so it is normal for the little drug boy to cook the medicine.

but……

Lou Yun looked at Xiao Yaotong's calm face, feeling slightly puzzled.During the day, he was obviously still crying for the treatment of the Demon Lord, but now he feels as if nothing is wrong, and is willing to boil medicine for the Demon Lord?The kid's mental state is also very good.

The little drug boy handed him the medicine cup, and said: "Then let you give this medicine to Mozun, remember to drink it while it is hot, the medicine will be effective."

Lou Yun stretched out his hand to take it, his eyes fell on the face of the little drug boy, and he looked at it for a while calmly.

"Wait," Lou Yun saw the little Yaotong turned around to leave, and suddenly stopped him, "What you said during the day...is it true?"

Little Yaotong didn't have any expression on his face. When he looked carefully, he always felt something weird, but he couldn't tell.

He looked back at Lou Yun, his face was blank for a moment, and he replied dully: "Of course it is true."

Lou Yun suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and asked again: "Then why are you willing to boil medicine for Mozun?"

Xiao Yaotong smiled stiffly, and replied: "...the devil has threatened his life, so of course my master can only obey."

After speaking, he walked away quickly, as if he didn't want to get involved with Lou Yun any more.

Lou Yun stared at the back of the little Yaotong, and stood there for two seconds, the strange feeling in his heart could not go away for a long time.

He stroked the warm wall of the medicine cup with his fingers, and quietly followed behind.

The little drug boy walked very fast, walked around for a while, and turned into a secluded and dark path.Lou Yun followed far behind, and his doubts grew.

Although he didn't know the geography of the Mozun Palace very well, it was obvious that this was not the way out.

What is the little medicine boy doing here?

Just wondering, the little drug boy stopped suddenly.

Lou Yun suddenly dodged to hide behind a pillar next to him, and turned his head to look forward.

Under the hazy moonlight, the little drug boy stood on the ground, and suddenly, like a deflated rubber ball, it shook twice, then collapsed silently, and fell to the ground, turning into a white paper figurine.

Lou Yun was startled, his jaw line tightened, and he fixed his gaze on the white paper figurine on the ground.

This paper figurine...he had seen it before. In the secret realm, the paper figurine formed an array to attract their group. He almost died inside. It was also at that time that he stabbed the demon king with a sword.

Thinking of this, Lou Yun's eyes darkened, looking at the paper figurine, wishing he could stab it hundreds of times with his sword.

But in the end he still didn't move.

Right now, I don't know where the person on the other side is manipulating, so going out rashly to expose myself is not a good decision.

Lou Yun endured it, and wanted to go back the same way and tell Mozun, but just as he took a step back, he bumped into someone behind him.

In an instant, Lou Yun's hair stood on end, and Lou Yun felt a chill on his neck. He turned his head and saw a person about his height standing upright behind him. It was clearly the little drug boy who had turned into a paper man.

The tall little drug boy was half-covered in the shadow, looking at him quietly with no expression on his face.

Lou Yun took a step back, his expression changed: "You..."

The little drug boy suddenly reached out to put his arm on his wrist, and helped him hold the precarious medicine cup in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

The little drug boy in front of him said in a low voice, his voice sounded like an adult man's, and it was incompatible with the immature face in front of him, making it even more strange.

Lou Yun instinctively opened the opponent's overlying hand, gritted his teeth, took two steps back and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

The other party touched the hand that was beaten back by Lou Yun, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm on your side."

He paused, and then said, "I'm the same kind of person as you."

Lou Yun stared at him for a while, seeing that he seemed to be talking and not doing anything else, so he relaxed a little and asked, "What kind of person? Who is the same kind of person as you?"

The corner of the other party's mouth hooked, and a childish face made a smile full of disobedience.

"Have you forgotten after such a long time, Lou Yun," the other party stared into his eyes, and said meaningfully, "Do you still remember where you came from?"

"..." Lou Yun's heart trembled, his pupils constricted for a moment, and he stared at the other party without answering.

Where do you come from?

Living here for so long, something that was almost forgotten, was suddenly brought up at this moment, Lou Yun seemed to wake up from a long and psychedelic dream, shocked beyond words.

"Little drug boy" tilted his head, and said softly: "I am like you, a person who does not belong here. You and I both know that this world is fake. There is a place far away from here, and our Family, that's our world, where we really belong."

"Little drug boy" took a step closer, and said persuasively, "Lou Yun, don't you want to go back?"

Lou Yun looked at the other party and didn't respond for a while.

After a while, his throat rolled, and he said with difficulty: "...how do you know that I am like you?"

"Little Yaotong" smiled: "We are the same kind of people, of course I sensed you. Lou Yun, every minute and every second I'm here, I'm trying to find a way to go back."

The "little drug boy" sighed, and there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes, as if he was enduring some kind of great pain:

"I thought of many ways and found countless materials before I found the only possible way to go back. You can understand me, you want to go back too, you will help me, right? Lou Yun."

The person in front of him approached a little bit, and the other person's eyes were burning with uncomfortable pressure.Lou Yun turned his head uncomfortably, feeling something wrong with the topic.

"Wait," Lou Yun forcibly calmed down, stretched out his hand to block the opponent and continued to move forward, "You said you were looking for a way to go back...but you were in the secret realm before, did you want to kill us?!"

"Little Yao Boy" nodded and said: "Yes, but not all of them. The only thing I want to kill is the Demon Lord. I didn't think well enough to involve you and put you in danger. I'm sorry. But you believe me, I will kill you." I didn't intend to harm you! I want to take you back with me!"

The words were sincere and innocent, as if Lou Yun had wronged him.

Lou Yun pursed his lips and stared at him, his eyes didn't seem to have any more trust because of his words: "Why did you kill the Demon Lord?"

After the words fell, "Little Yaotong" showed a puzzled look on his face, he looked at Lou Yun strangely, and asked back: "You have been in contact with the demon for so long, haven't you felt it?"

"Feel what?"

"Little Yaotong" said: "The way of heaven...or the luck of this book is all on the Demon Lord!"

……What's the meaning?

The luck of this book lies with the Mozun?

No, no, logically speaking, the luck of this world should be on the protagonist, isn't the protagonist Qi Chao, why is it on the Mozun?

The "little drug boy" seemed to know what he was thinking, and said again: "I know you have doubts about this, and I didn't believe it when I first found out. But after observing for a long time, it is true. Maybe it's because of the two of us. This kind of unreasonable existence disturbs the setting in the book."

Seeing Lou Yun's expression seemed to be moved, "Little Yaoboy" probably believed his own words, and went further: "So, as long as the lifeblood of this book is gone, we can go back naturally."

"...Wait, no, you must have made a mistake somewhere." Lou Yun muttered, countless memories intertwined in his mind, and in the confusion, he suddenly remembered the one he saw repeatedly when he was trapped in the formation. Scenes.

The man in the dark robe held a sword in one hand, piercing his heart again and again like a nightmare.

And what he saw at that time, the face under the silver mask was clearly that familiar and profound face.

Lou Yun's chest heaved and he took a breath, his mind was really chaotic, and he subconsciously didn't want to think deeply.

He tried his best to calm down his breath, gritted his teeth, and said decisively: "You made a mistake!"

A trace of pity flashed across the immature face of "Little Drug Boy", and then disappeared.He looked at Lou Yun's reaction, sneered in his heart, accepted it as soon as he saw it, and took a step back as if confused: "Really? Maybe there is a mistake somewhere, then I will check again."

Lou Yun didn't look at him, and naturally he didn't notice anything wrong with the other's expression.Lou Yun's eyes wandered for a while, and he inadvertently landed on the medicine cup in his hand.

At this moment, the medicine cup seemed to be some terrible poison. Lou Yun shrank his fingers as if he had been scalded, and hurriedly and panickedly sent the medicine cup to the "little medicine boy":

"I'll return this to you, don't do this kind of thing in the future, you...you can't kill Demon Lord."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Lou Yun took two steps back and said, "I'll cook the medicine again, I'll think about it again, I..."

Lou Yun himself didn't know what he was talking about, but an inexplicable feeling of fear flashed in his heart, and the time was too short to make a clear distinction.

He looked around and said to the "little drug boy", "I'm leaving first, so don't stay here anymore, you have to go back...we'll figure out a way later."

After speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was afraid that if he stayed for a while, the other party would say something.

Why insisted that what the other party said was wrong? Lou Yun couldn't give a reason, he just subconsciously denied it.

Restless all the way, when Lou Yun came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of the medicine stove, and he had no memory of how he got here or how the medicine was boiled.

He poured the boiled medicine into the medicine cup with a blank mind, and stared blankly at the medicine cup for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, as if remembering something, he took the medicine cup out of the room and walked towards the study.

Mozun should still be bathing in the West Garden, and there is no one in the study.Lou Yun put the medicine cup on the long case, and suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye.

Normally, the booklet of letters handled by the Demon Lord was closed, but this morning, maybe there was something to do, under the bright light in the room, a booklet was spread out on the table, as if it hadn't been processed yet.

Lou Yun didn't have the heart to read what was written on those letter notebooks, and he shouldn't have read them in the first place.But just now with a glance, the whole person seemed to be frozen, and a cold chill rushed from the back to the top of the head.

He saw the few words that Mozun replied.

[Already known. 】

His eyes fell on the word "know", staring at it for a long time as if he suddenly didn't recognize that word.

He had seen Mozun's handwriting before.

When he was still in Dongqin City, Mozun had taught him how to write.

But the handwriting on the book now is different from the handwriting Mozun taught him back then.

It doesn't matter if it is different, even if Mozun knows eighteen kinds of handwriting, it has nothing to do with him.

But he had seen the word "know" elsewhere.

Lou Yun took a deep breath, his fingertips trembled unconsciously, and lightly stroked the word "know", his mind was empty for a moment, and he didn't dare to think about anything.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, pressed his lips so hard that his white lips trembled, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes.

It's okay, Lou Yun, it's okay.

he thought.

Demon Venerable has a profound cultivation base and knows many things. The previous transformation technique can be used to the extent that the fake ones can be confused with the real ones, so even if you imitate other people's handwriting, it is the same.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, staggered, his body was unstable and he was about to fall backwards.

In desperation, Lou Yun hurriedly grabbed the chair behind him to stabilize his figure, but he heard a clear "click" behind him, as if some mechanism was activated, something opened.

Lou Yun turned his head to look, and on the huge bookshelf behind the chair, at the height of his chest, a small hidden compartment popped out.

The air was quiet for a while, he held his breath, stared at the dark space, and slowly took two steps closer.

In the two palm-sized exquisite dark compartments, there is something lying quietly.

It is a very old, slightly incomplete, silver sword tassel that seems to have been carefully trimmed.