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Chapter 141 "You Bullied Me" (4076 words)

Jiang Qiao continued to walk forward for several steps, but he didn't meet anyone in the process. Even the trail was still as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight.

He continued to take a few steps inside, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

At this moment, he was standing next to a pearwood chair, with a blank scroll in front of him.

What does it mean?

But under the scene, there were only tables, chairs, and book scrolls. Jiang Qiao sat on the spiritual power with the mentality of giving it a try, and after sitting down, a pen appeared on the chair.

Jiang Qiao picked up the pen. In this scene, he didn't talk to anyone, and he didn't know what to do. But he gave it to himself, so he should leave something on the scroll.

So, what to write?

The more he gave himself no purpose for writing, the more Jiang Qiao didn't know what to do. After struggling for a long time, he drew a circle on the scroll, and the circle quickly disappeared from the scroll. not see.

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Jiang Qiao felt more and more that the scroll was somewhat magical, so he drew more things on it, such as the sun, the moon, ghost symbols, etc., all of which appeared on the paper and then disappeared.

After he drew a few, he felt that it was a bit boring. The key was what kind of effect this level in the world of inner demons had.

As soon as Jiang Qiao put down the pen, words suddenly appeared on the scroll, "...What's wrong with you? Can you write human characters? What happened to those messy graffiti just now?"

This scroll can actually have words attached to it to talk to oneself. It's really interesting. The key is what it's used for.

Jiang Qiao scratched his head and asked a somewhat stupid question, "Who are you?"

"I'm so angry. I'm so angry. We've been communicating in writing for so long, but you've forgotten who I am."

After a while, the text reappeared on the scroll, "Forget it, Jiang Qiao, I don't care about you, I know you are joking, although the joke is not funny at all, what happens next is very important, success or failure depends on this. "

Jiang Qiao drew one on the scroll? He realized that people might not be able to understand it if he wrote it this way, so he re-wrote "ah" to represent his doubts.

"What are you doing here? Such a big thing happened to Mu Chenyuan, and you still use such joking words to pretend that you don't know about it. It seems that you are not really interested in Mu Chenyuan? In the end, she was wrong. Got someone?"

"?! What happened to her?"

"There's something wrong with you today. You were the one who told me about Mu Chenyuan, and now you're trying to trick me. Mu Chenyuan was imprisoned in an underground prison by the deputy master of the Demon Sect. Didn't you come to discuss with me how to deal with it? Was it rescued by Mu Chenyuan?"

Jiang Qiao was confused. In his memory, there had never been anything like Mu Chenyuan entering prison. Therefore, this incident happened in the future, right?

The scroll just now suddenly reminded Jiang Qiao that Mu Chenyuan had indeed never appeared once during the period of time he was practicing in the low-magic area.

Although Mu Chenyuan would leave a brief letter telling herself what she had done recently, if what the scroll tells her now is true, it means that Mu Chenyuan has already encountered something unexpected.

"Then tell me why she was imprisoned in the dungeon." Now, overwhelming information was pouring at Jiang Qiao. Even if he didn't believe it, he still wanted to know the cause and effect.

"She did not fulfill her duties as the goddess of the Demon Sect. Instead, she attacked the disciples of the Demon Sect. You told me this sentence exactly. What's wrong? Didn't you forget it not long after you said it?"

Mu Chenyuan, going to attack the Demon Sect disciples? It can’t be? Qiu Baihui...

Jiang Qiao had been a little uneasy about Mu Chenyuan going to Qiu Baihui before. If his guess was true, did Mu Chenyuan have the upper hand in the fight between Mu Chenyuan and Qiu Baihui?

So Jiang Qiao eagerly wrote down the content on the scroll, "So, did I tell you which disciple he attacked?"

"You didn't say, you just said that if she can't be saved within three days, she will die."

Could it be that the purpose of the world of inner demons is to make Jiang Qiao feel the hardships and ups and downs of the future, so that he can choose the option of living an ignoble life with peace of mind.

Although the system collapsed not long ago, he gave himself a reminder and then withdrew it, which seemed to mean that everything he encountered now would happen in the future, but the sect leader told him that everything that happened in the world of inner demons may not be true. .

The inner demon is just trying to make you believe that everything is true. As for whether it is half true and false, or completely false, Jiang Qiao cannot tell at all.

After Jiang Qiao read the last paragraph that appeared on the scroll, everything around him disappeared again. The table, stools, paper and pen also disappeared without a trace.

The original trail reappeared in front of Jiang Qiao.

However, this time the trail seemed a little different.

Looking from a distance along the trail, there is a person standing at every node.

Soon, Jiang Qiao met the first person.

It was a child, wearing a lavender dress, chasing and playing with a butterfly that landed on her shoulder.

Jiang Qiao recognized it at a glance, it was Mu Chenyuan when he was a child.

During the Phoenix celebration ceremony, Jiang Qiao entered Mu Chenyuan's sea of ​​consciousness and saw her as a child. There is no doubt that her current appearance is smaller and more fleshy than what Jiang Qiao saw in the sea of ​​consciousness. The flesh on his face swayed slightly with every step he took.

"Hello brother, do you want to move forward?"

When Xiaomu Chenyuan smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Yeah." Jiang Qiao nodded. The moment he saw Xiaomu Chenyuan, his mood suddenly felt much better. "So, you can let me go."

"No, you have to tell me what my favorite color is."

Jiang Qiao then thought about Mu Chenyuan's favorite color, and finally answered: "Red."

"You really know, that's good."

So Xiaomu Chenyuan made way for Jiang Qiao, "Then let you pass first."

Just when Jiang Qiao was about to leave, Xiaomu Chenyuan said in a sweet voice: "I not only like red, I also like orange, garcinia, green leaves, and indigo. I like them all."

Jiang Qiao's mood suddenly dropped. He thought Mu Chenyuan liked red. After all, she often bought red jewelry and clothes. It turned out that she basically had no taboos about color.

Jiang Qiao walked past Xiaomu Chenyuan, and Xiaomu Chenyuan gradually disappeared while saying goodbye to him.

Continuing to walk forward, it can be seen from the back that she is still a little girl. The Mu Chenyuan that Jiang Qiao saw just now is about four years old. The next Mu Chenyuan is taller than the previous one. Her facial features seem to be As the years went by, some of it began to take shape, and it began to look more and more like the Mu Chenyuan that Jiang Qiao knew.

"Brother, come and play a game with me. If you can beat me, I will let you go, otherwise you will have to play more games."

Jiang Qiao nodded, "Then tell me what kind of game it is."

This feeling is very magical now, as if I am witnessing the growth of Mu Chenyuan in this way.

When Mu Chenyuan spoke, he showed his bright teeth: "Let's play counting. We have to count from one to thirty."

When Jiang Qiao heard this, he immediately reported: "One, two, three, four..."

"Wait, this is not a report. Can you listen to me first?"

Jiang Qiao then said: "Okay, okay, I interrupted you."

Mu Chenyuan during this period is probably ten years old. Compared with the four-year-old Mu Chenyuan whom I first saw, Mu Chenyuan at this period does not have a baby voice, but a clear and pleasant sound, like a lark. A bird-like sound. "Each of us can report one to three numbers. For example, if I reported: one, two, three, you can just quote a four, or you can quote: four, five, or you can quote: four, five, Six, but they must be reported in order. Whoever reports the number thirty last will lose."

"So this is how to play it." Jiang Qiao finally understood the rules of this counting game and thought of a way.

In other words, it doesn't matter how he counts in the past. Jiang Qiao only needs to ensure that in a certain count, Jiang Qiao stops at twenty-five. In this case, he can make the other party carefully fall into the situation where he has to report. In the trap of thirty.

This is like playing backgammon. If four pieces appear side by side and are not blocked, it proves that the person has won.

The same principle applies to this counting game. As long as you pay more attention when it's time to count the number twenty-five, and don't let the other party steal it, there will be no problem.

Therefore, Jiang Qiao was very casual in the initial counting process.

Mu Chenyuan reported: "One, two, three."

Jiangqiao newspaper: "Four."

Mu Chenyuan reported: "Five, six, seven."

Jiangqiao newspaper: "Eight."

Mu Chenyuan reported: "Nine, ten."

Jiangqiao newspaper: "October."

"..."

He seemed to be a little distracted when reporting, but in fact, by the time the fifteenth came, Jiang Qiao was already on high alert.

Since Mu Chenyuan proposed to play this game, she is naturally very good at it. There is a high probability that she knows how to play the game.

"..."

Mu Shen Yuan reported: Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two

Hearing this, Jiang Qiao overestimated Mu Chenyuan. It seemed that she did not realize this. In this case, Jiang Qiao had to win.

Jiangqiao Daily: Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five

Mu Shen Yuan reported: twenty-six

Jiangqiao Daily: Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine

Mu Chenyuan suddenly stopped talking, "You bully me. It's obviously your first time playing, how come I can't beat you."

"Because I'm older than you." Jiang Qiao smiled. "Now that we've played it all, you still have to report the last number, right?"

"Well, thirty." Mu Chenyuan moved reluctantly, but before Jiang Qiao left, she tugged on Jiang Qiao's clothes, "If we meet again next time, I will definitely win against you. of."

"There will be such a day." Jiang Qiao only defeated Mu Chenyuan when he was a child, but when he grew up, Jiang Qiao did not have the confidence to win against Mu Chenyuan.

He passed by Mu Chenyuan and rushed to the next person.

Jiang Qiao thought, the pattern from now on was obvious, and the next person must be Mu Chenyuan.

The more he thought about it, the more determined Jiang Qiao became in stepping towards the future.

But this time, what he saw was Mu Chenyuan, who was about fifteen years old.

At this time, Mu Chenyuan was facing away from him, sitting on a chair dressing up, and Jiang Qiao happened to see Mu Chenyuan's face through the mirror facing him.

Although that face is longer than the ten-year-old face before, the makeup is really...

Jiang Qiao thought that it could only be described as unique.

Mu Chenyuan turned around and said, "You are the new guest of Mu Mansion, I am the young lady of Mu Mansion. Well, I don't know our seniority, how should I call you."

"Are you lost? How could you break into my boudoir?"

When Jiang Qiao heard the word boudoir, he almost couldn't get into the scene. In this vast white area around the world of inner demons, where could a boudoir come from? There wasn't even a bed.

"I heard from my mother that anyone who can enter a woman's boudoir will one day become my husband, but..." Mu Chenyuan put down the pen tracing makeup, "That's it, guest, just walk over there and you can walk out. .”

The direction Mu Chenyuan pointed was exactly the direction for Jiang Qiao to continue moving forward.

There was no other interaction with the third Mu Chenyuan this time, and he just let himself go. Jiang Qiao was a little unbelievable.

"Wait, sir, could you please do me a small favor before doing this?"

"What's the deal?"

"Does my makeup look good like this?"

When Mu Chenyuan said this, Jiang Qiao stared at her face for a while.

Speaking of which, the makeup this time is not very good-looking, but it is unique and not bad. Although the color on both sides of the cheeks is too bright,

"Is this your first time wearing makeup?"

"It's not the first time, but it's true that I just started trying it today."

When Mu Chenyuan spoke, he subconsciously glanced down uneasily, and then looked back at Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao showed a satisfied smile, "If this is the first time you put on makeup by yourself, it's really good. There is still room for improvement in the future. Besides, even if you don't put on any makeup, you still look good. You have good foundation." good."

"Really?" Mu Chenyuan's eyes wandered away in embarrassment once again after hearing Jiang Qiao's straightforward praise.

Jiang Qiao took a few steps forward, turned to Mu Chenyuan and said, "It's true, she looks great whether she is wearing makeup or not."

After saying this, Mu Chenyuan disappeared together with the dressing tables, tables and stools.

Jiang Qiao didn't understand whether this kind of pleasure from the world of inner demons was a good thing or a bad thing. Could it be that he was trying to make himself feel this kind of pleasure, and then slowly make himself dependent on it, and finally choose to live an ignoble existence?

However, although this possibility existed, Jiang Qiao felt that it was not a loss to be able to see Mu Chenyuan from so many periods.

Jiang Qiao must strengthen his belief that no matter what happens in the world of inner demons, he should not miss it.

After going out, there are still many people waiting for me.

But after walking for a while, Jiang Qiao didn't dare to go further...

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(End of this chapter)