Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Bai Yuming wrote for the whole afternoon, and when he got tired, he slipped back to the cubicle to rest and read the script.

The good name is, work and rest.

Mo Shulin looked at the three scrolls on the table, the worse he wrote, but the heart-clearing mantra that could still be used, did not say anything, and turned from Bai Yuming back to fat rabbit slacking.

He was already certain that Bai Yuming really could not write calligraphy. The characters written at the beginning can still be distinguished. After Bai Yuming's hand is sour, the tufts of characters are simply ghost paintings, and it is estimated that the characters written in rabbit's claws are no worse than the current characters.

It is really hard for Mo Shulin to imagine that a person with thousands of scripts could not write with a brush.

Perhaps Bai Yuming is not a spy, but just a fat rabbit demon occupying a magpie's nest.

After sleeping for a while, reading the script and seeing late at night, the fat rabbit put down the script that he had just finished reading and stretched in the grass nest. I felt the surrounding situation with my spiritual sense. Surprisingly, Mo Shulin was not next door, but outside the cave.

There was a cloud under his feet, and the fat rabbit looked at what the little apprentice was doing.

Mo Shulin sat in the snow, using the moonlight to repair the organ rat in his hand.

For Bai Yuming, a mahayana cultivator, this night is nothing. His eyesight is as clear as daytime. Mo Shulin was only in the Qi refining period, and his eyesight was slightly better than that of mortals, but not much better.

Even so, Mo Shulin was extremely skilled in repairing the mechanism rat. Inject a little spiritual power, discern by listening and touch, quickly find the problem, replace the parts in two or two, and then inject spiritual power to try it out, and the organ rat will move flexibly on Mo Shulin's hands.

If you change to other people, you will probably be surprised, thinking that Mo Shulin is a terrible evildoer.

But it is precisely because Bai Yuming knows that this person is Mo Shulin, and the book is also good and evil, harvesting the tears of a vote of fans, even though his fate is unfair, but with wisdom, the villain Mo Shulin can escape many times under the hands of the hero.

Mo Shulin is a smart genius, isn't that what it should be?

If Mo Shulin is stupid, not good at learning, and unable to grasp every opportunity, how can he go from a lonely and helpless baby who is bullied by everyone to step by step to become the second largest demon in the Demon Realm.

Thinking of those plots, Bai Yuming couldn't bear it, and wanted to be better to Mo Shulin.

"Repose earlier." The Fat Rabbit said, clutching his rabbit ears.

Mo Shulin was shocked by the sudden voice behind him. Mo Shulin quickly turned around and saw in front of the cave entrance, under the moonlight, there seemed to be a nearly spherical creature floating in the air.

Mo Shulin didn't recognize that this was Master's figure until Fat Rabbit released his claws and his ears were straightened.

Mo Shulin: "..."

In this way, Master’s figure is getting fatter.

"Master, I will have another meeting, and I will go to sleep when I'm tired." Because of the late night, Mo Shulin's voice had a child's unique softness.

Bai Yuming's heart felt soft when he heard it, but he still said, "Don't be exhausted, I will think of a solution about Lingshi."

"Just a moment." Mo Shulin shook his head and insisted, "I will go after I finish these twenty."

He is still growing taller now, it is impossible to stay up all night.

But Mo Shulin found that Bai Yuming cared about his body, and couldn't help but want Bai Yuming to feel sorry for him more.

Mo Shulin lowered his head and squeezed the mouse in his hand and said, "I hope I can help Master. The relics of my parents are reluctant to move. The gifts given by Shangguan elders are not easy to resell, but I can earn spiritual stones with both hands. Being less is also part of the mind of the disciple."

After some words, Fat Rabbit was almost moved to tears.

What a good villain. How could the author's mind grow, how could he push such a good villain into a whirlpool of hatred.

"I'll help you." The fat rabbit flew to Mo Shulin's side and grabbed a mechanism rat in his hand with a magic technique.

Its rabbit shape is not as flexible as the human shape, but it looks at something that Mo Shulin can solve so easily, it should be able to get started without too high technology.

Mo Shulin was very happy that Bai Yuming could sit next to him and work hard with him.

The moonlight is very good, and the shallow light on the snow is especially gentle.

The little man sits on a wooden stake and teaches the fat ball beside him. The picture is beautiful and warm.

until……

Click.

Click.

Bang.

"Master, why don't you rest first." Mo Shulin saw the seven or eight organ rats damaged by the fat rabbit, his heart hurt.

All these broken institutions have to be deducted.

"I..." The fat rabbit rubbed his belly embarrassedly, a lump of meat, "I'm sorry."

In such a good night, the clumsy person had to be driven back to sleep by his apprentice.

It looked like Mo Shulin could repair it so easily, and thought that the mechanism mouse was easy to operate, and it would be broken if he tried a little harder.

Mo Shulin couldn't bear to see the pitiful appearance of the fat rabbit with drooping ears.

After sighing, Mo Shulin said, "Then the master will accompany me for a while. I have seventeen and will be well soon."

Time was spent teaching Bai Yuming, and his progress was naturally much behind.

"Yeah." Fat Tuji quickly agreed.

Mo Shulin originally thought that Bai Yuming would take a look at the script, but Bai Yuming would stare at him fully.

A pair of **** eyes full of firmness, the pink and tender little rabbit's nose lifted up, and the three-lobed mouth closed tightly. Because of the cold winter, rabbit fur is dense and thick, softer than cotton. The tip of the rabbit fur swayed gently with the breeze, teasing him to touch it hard.

Mo Shulin: "..."

With the master's company, he not only couldn't accelerate, but also seriously affected his work speed.

Mo Shulin was a little puzzled, but at first it was his accompaniment, and now it is hard to say anything.

The fat rabbit looked at Mo Shulin for a while, then moved his eyes to the organ rat in Mo Shulin's hand. Seeing that Mo Shulin has repaired three more, the fat rabbit who has forgotten the pain can't help rubbing his paws.

"Well, I think I have improved again. Or let me try another one." Fat Rabbit really doesn't like the feeling that he doesn't do anything.

Mo Shulin didn't believe in any word, but Bai Yuming had something to do. It was better than staring at him and affecting his speed.

Obviously, Fat Rabbit Ji once again failed Mo Shulin's trust that was almost zero.

Looking at the organ rat whose hand was broken in half, Fat Rabbit really didn't know where he was wrong.

"Master, I almost forgot, let's soak the seeds in the evening. We can breed tomorrow." Mo Shulin saw the aristocratic nature of fat rabbits who are not diligent in their limbs, and suggested that fat rabbits euphemistically Do what you are good at.

Regardless of whether the current Bai Yuming is real Bai Yuming, at least they are all Mu Linggen.

Muling roots promote plant growth, so Mo Shulin looked for some breeding tasks. Some seeds lack aura and need aura accumulation. Spirit liquid, or the cultivator of wood spirit roots, are both ways of accumulation.

"Okay." The fat rabbit rubbed his belly and crawled down the ladder the apprentice had built, so as not to lose his face as a master again.

The breeding task is equipped with special pots and mud, which is basically a foolish way of conveying aura. Mo Shulin felt that the Master would be able to do something as simple as pouring blisters, so he didn't care too much and continued to play with the organ rat in his hand.

Following the movements of the Fat Rabbit, Mo Shulin felt a heat wave. He turned around anxiously and saw the hot breeding pot.

Mo Shulin was shocked, "Master! Why are you pouring boiling water?!"