They all want to kill me

Chapter 328
Silent all night.

The main thing is really nothing to say.

The three people inside and outside the house had different thoughts, and no one spoke.

Li Shuhong knew that Lin Jichen was peeping outside.

An Zhixiu also knew that Lin Jichen was peeping outside, and Li Shuhong could feel it from the degree of her body's reaction.

And Lin Jichen probably also knew that Master knew that he was peeking.

The thoughts of the three people are very complicated.

In short, the night passed, and when the three of them had breakfast in the yard the next day, everyone acted as if nothing had happened.

Sitting at the stone table, the three ate porridge in silence.

The light rain was falling slightly, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Lin Jichen looked around at the uncle and the master.

Originally, she thought she wouldn't care, but the scene she saw from the window last night made her seem to have opened the door to a new world, even after falling asleep in the second half of the night, she dreamed of that scene!
Master's figure is very good, even better than her!

And that sense of beast power like a wild leopard, as well as the clearly visible muscle bundles, vest line and abdominal muscles, as well as... the symbol of that woman, and that sinking expression that she had never seen before.
"cough."

Seeing An Zhixiu's uncontrollable expression, Li Shuhong finally stood up, "You two have to help me find my status. What should I be like ten years ago?"

As long as what the other party thinks has nothing to do with him, his Dao heart will not be touched.

But the expressions of these two people don't need to listen to their hearts.
He wants to live!
Even piling is for survival!
Really, he had a sense of accomplishment at first, after all, the person he slept with was the owner of the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion!
But now... he always felt that he was the one who was sleeping.

Well, let's not talk about that.

It can only be said that An Jianxian enjoys not only his body, but also his mind, and even his cultivation is growing.

But what about him, Mr. Li?

After reshaping his Dao Xin, he reached the peak of the unity of man and nature, only half a step away from Xiantian.

But he also knew that if he didn't complete the promotion ceremony in "Sky Burial Sutra", then he would never be able to step into Xiantian.

In fact, he already has some guesses about himself and the simulation script, but he is not sure yet.

It's better to finish today's matter first.

"Brother Shuhong, haven't you changed your clothes for ten years?"

Lin Jichen's pretty face was full of disgust, "Although it is true that you are extraordinary in martial arts, and you should not be dirty, but you are not innate now, and your clothes will be dirty as they should be, and don't you feel uncomfortable?"

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Li Shuhong turned to look at An Zhixiu.

An Jianxian's expression was as usual, and when he saw him looking over, he even blushed and gave him a vicious look.

No way, she feels uncomfortable all over now.

The main reason is that Li Shuhong's eyes are very strange.

Li Shuhong looked away.

In fact, he doesn't have that kind of thought now, the reason why his eyes are strange is because now Lin Jichen is not pretending at all.

It seems that An Jianxian also intends to silently show off.
That's good too, Li Shuhong is already tired enough to live.

Originally, I was exhausted just to survive, but now I am physically and mentally exhausted.

However, he still answered Lin Jichen's question well, "It's actually not a set of clothes. I went to a tailor and made hundreds of sets of the same clothes at one time. Now this body is actually more than 40 sets."

After all, he had suffered many injuries, big and small, so how could his clothes be as good as before?

Lin Jichen opened his eyes wide, "Then why do you have to choose the same style and the same color?"

"Personality."

nonsense!I, Xiao Li, have no special features, of course, we must maintain a place that everyone can remember.

Like "The Woman in Yellow".

It's all human!

"Brother Shuhong, you mainly need to pay attention to some details."

Lin Jichen rubbed his chin and began to comment.

"First of all, it's your demeanor. At that time, brother Shuhong, you shot to kill without any mood changes. You were neither angry nor angry, and you didn't have murderous intent when you shot.

"It's like... a fairy who treats others like ants."

"Huh?" An Zhixiu was stunned.

"what happened?"

"fine."

An Zhixiu shook his head.

This was quite different from the villain she knew.

Ten years ago, this villain came up and slapped her ass directly!And he had a smirk all over his face and a squinting look!
Could it be that he pretended?
Or maybe he was the one who pretended to be the "banished immortal".

Although she is very "close" to this villain now, she still doesn't know him well enough.
Li Shuhong pondered for a while, "Wait for me to find out how I feel."

He closed his eyes, and the first thing that popped up in his mind was the picture of the fellow villagers in "Crescent Moon".

Hmm. That was too "free" for his character.

That should be the state in the playbook.

What is his state in the script?
Treat almost everyone as an NPC, only to get through the dungeon, and don't care about anything except the dungeon task.

"I probably understand."

Just take what happened at Lingshan Temple this time as a simulated script, and his "task" is to kill people.

If it is an enemy, kill them all, including the cause.

If it's not the enemy, let it go.

that is it.

Li Shuhong opened his eyes, with a faint smile still on his face.

But Lin Jichen shuddered suddenly.

For some reason, she felt that the uncle suddenly became strange.

It can't be said to be unfamiliar, but the uncle I met when we first met in Qingming Mountain ten years ago.

The "banished immortal" who killed all the martial arts masters with just a single lift of his hand.

"That's right, that's how it feels."

Although, she really didn't want the uncle to return to this appearance.

The vague sense of alienation was too obvious, as if the uncle would disappear with just a blink of an eye.

"Let's go then."

Li Shuhong looked up at the sky, "It's almost noon, and the puja is about to start."

At the Lingshan Temple, gongs, drums, and firecrackers blared, and all kinds of big bald heads shone brightly in the sky.

Fortunately, it was raining today, otherwise Li Shuhong would need to wear sunglasses.

There is an endless stream of monks performing various arts.

Those who smashed boulders in their chests, those who told fortunes, those who breathed fire, and so on.

At this moment, Li Shuhong and the three were sitting in front of a fortune-telling booth.

"I don't know what the two female benefactors are counting on?"

Ahn Ji-soo wore a veil and said nothing.

She counts for nothing.

Lin Jichen was rather interested, "We count the marriage."

The monk was not surprised, "Please ask the benefactor to write a word."

Lin Jichen didn't refuse, and soon a beautiful "Hong" character appeared on the rice paper.

"Swan geese are flying south and north, hissing!" The monk gasped, "The female benefactor will be entangled with a man for half his life, and then separate. Huh? Why can't it be counted later?"

Although Lin Jichen was still smiling, his murderous intent was overwhelming.

"Hey, I have a string of Buddha beads here, and I will only charge you ten taels of silver when I see a female benefactor." The monk also felt murderous, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead, "If you wear this Buddha beads, you will be transported."

Li Shuhong glanced at the Buddhist bead, "Master, where did you dig it out? Why does it look so new?"

"It was just ground out last night, cough."

Li Shuhong's eyes were strange, this is not a liar!Before the fortune-telling, let's say "Yintang is black" blah blah, and then start bringing the goods.

But the calculation is quite accurate.

According to the original book, Lin Jichen was indeed planted in his own hands and was trained and depraved.

Then after escaping back, I traveled through time, and there was no follow-up to the novel.

Lin Jichen didn't take it seriously, took out an ingot of silver and slapped it on the table, then took the prayer beads away.

"Brother Shuhong, master, let's go."

"Wait a minute."

Li Shuhong felt that this monk might have some skills, so he sat in Lin Jichen's seat just now, "I want to calculate my future."

He wrote a word on the paper - home.

The monk picked up the paper and looked at it for a moment, suddenly his face changed, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

(End of this chapter)