Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Mo Shulin's eyes drooped slightly, calmly took out the handkerchief from the storage bag that turned into a ring, and wiped off the nosebleed.

The body of an adult is really different from that of a child.

The child's body is weak, but even if some emotions are clear, the body will not react in any way. There is a vague contradiction between the spirit and the flesh, and it is difficult to distinguish clearly.

As for the adult body... Before Mo Shulin thought of anything, his body reacted before him.

"I'll take a shower first. You stay for a while, and I'll teach you how to take a bath later." Bai Yuming turned his back to Mo Shulin, did not see Mo Shulin's strangeness, and complained again, "I went to the water today. Paradise, my body is slimy."

Do you still want to teach you to take a bath? Mo Shulin thought of many strange pictures. The blood rolled up again.

He dared not look at Bai Yuming again, and turned around.

He knew that he should remind Bai Yuming to pay attention to courtesy, justice and shame as usual, but he thought that in the next few days, they would get along with each other, and Mo Shulin privately wanted to push back what he said.

As long as he doesn't mention it, Bai Yuming forgets to keep his distance, and he can see more.

Mo Shulin never thought that he was such a sordid and selfish person. He didn't want to spit on himself more, he still had to talk to Bai Yuming about courtesy, justice and shame.

Mo Shulin pretended to be calm and asked: "Master, do you usually do this?"

"What?" Bai Yuming turned around in doubt, but saw Mo Shulin looking straight at him, "What's this like?"

"You..." Mo Shulin thought of a suitable wording, "Undressed in a closed room with other men, he undressed at will."

"Could it be that I and other men are not dressed up outdoors?" Bai Yuming smiled and took off the remaining clothes. As soon as the clothes left his mind, he instantly remembered something.

Sure enough, he saw Mo Shulin who was approaching, his face was very bad, "Master, I think it is necessary for me..."

The familiar sentence reminded Bai Yuming of the unappetizing hot pot that night.

Before Mo Shulin could finish her words, Bai Yuming ran into the bathroom in a hurry, "I take a shower first, and my body is covered with disinfectant powder. It's very uncomfortable."

Seeing Bai Yuming escaping into the bathroom, Mo Shulin's face fell instantly.

The person with the temperature just now disappeared, turning back into indifference and silence, even the air seemed to be thickened by one person. The person who can talk about smiling at will is just an illusion disguised by Mo Shulin.

It's not too fake to say false. Mo Shulin did consciously move closer to Bai Yuming's character.

It is said that things gather and people are divided into groups, and people will also seek similar individuals. Especially when integrating into a new group, newcomers will inevitably give up some of their own preferences and deliberately cater to others. For example, say some preferences, do some

He loosened his collar, sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the world in front of him, and fell into thinking.

Entering the bathroom, the structure of separating dry and wet makes Bai Yuming feel more warm.

Bai Yuming sighed heavily when the hot water gushed from the sprinkler and washed on his body. Great, it’s more comfortable and convenient to get in the rain.

He really loves modern facilities.

Although it was a boy, Bai Yuming still took more than forty minutes to come out. He wanted to make up for the time he lost in the shower over the past year.

Bai Yuming wiped his hair, walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, and the first sentence when he saw Mo Shulin was, "The new house has to see if it can be a shower. There is a formation. The shower should be very easy to do. "

Speaking of convenience, it is actually more convenient for repairers in mainland China. The repairable mainland advocates penance, and hedonism is a different kind, which has dragged down a lot of technological development. Demonic repairs are rampant, and mortals are always sacrificed. Wars are frequent, and mortals have no long-term stability. And the spells that can move mountains and fill the sea through cultivation inhibited the creativity of mortals, and felt that the wood made no matter how powerful it was, it would not be of much use.

"Shower?" Mo Shulin knew the peculiar term in the world of showering, but didn't understand what it meant.

"Yes." When Bai Yuming met Mo Shulin's confused gaze, he was instantly excited, "Let me introduce my hometown to you these few days."

If one day he can't match the Dao of Heaven, his memory is already in another person's mind, and he won't travel to the Cultivator Continent.

Mo Shulin couldn't ask for it.

Bai Yuming's hometown is a very magical world. There are flying in the sky and swimming in the water. He is obviously a mortal, but he can do a lot of things that a cultivator can do. And these things are taken for granted in Bai Yuming's hometown.

In the past few days, Mo Shulin went to many places and saw a lot of scenery. However, even though he watched so much, Bai Yuming still said that it was a pity that this was only an illusion, and the place was only half the size of a city, otherwise they could see more different scenery.

In Bai Yuming's hometown, human skin still has several colors. Mo Shulin could not imagine what a black man would look like, especially when he heard Bai Yuming say that a black man had white teeth when he laughed, and Mo Shulin couldn't understand it.

Mo Shulin, a blonde and fair-skinned person, could imagine it. He saw a lot of colored hair around the hair salon, where a group of men. They have not only yellow on their heads, but also green, red, blue and other colors.

After he finished describing those people, Bai Yuming waved his hand, with an indescribable expression on his face.

But then Bai Yuming took Mo Shulin to the hairdresser's shop, and forced Mo Shulin to also come to a heroic red.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Fortunately, there is no bleaching, and the red dye is not very obvious on the black hair, only the hair tips are a little red. The original maturity became fashionable because of a hairstyle.

"It's really handsome." Bai Yuming gazed at Mo Shulin's new hairstyle for a moment.

The face is so long, it's icing on the cake to dress up a little.

"Your hometown is very nice." After a few days, Mo Shulin sighed like this.

"You think it's good because this is an illusion." Bai Yuming left the hairdresser with Mo Shulin.

The bustling market, the endless road. The signs are one after the other, and each shop sells items that are convenient for the guests. It is indeed a good place.

Bai Yuming smiled with a little helplessness, "If you really come to my world, you will probably go crazy."

"Why?" Mo Shulin asked.

"You want to make money. Also, we only have a life span of one hundred years." Bai Yuming said helplessly.

He really likes the Internet, and thinks that the Xiuzhe Mainland without Internet is really boring. But if he wanted to give up his life of eating, drinking, and sleeping in the Cultivator's Mainland, and returning to this world to devote himself to a nine-to-five life, Bai Yuming admitted that he could not do it.

After enjoying a good life, it will be difficult for him to return to a bad life.

Bai Yuming was walking on the street unconsciously, and strange and familiar faces passed by him. These are all strangers in his memory who may have had a relationship with him.

"Then do you want to come back?" Mo Shulin asked after following Bai Yuming.

"This must be something I heard. I heard that you can rip through the void when you become an immortal. Maybe you can skip the immortal world and come back." Bai Yuming said, not in a good mood.

He is gone, what about Mo Shulin? Bai Yuming couldn't determine whether there were anyone in his memory in this world.

Bai Yuming walked forward, Mo Shulin followed.

Thinking of Bai Yuming leaving him, Mo Shulin suffocated uncomfortably.

A dark thought came out of him. He wanted to tie up Bai Yuming so that Bai Yuming could not fly away. His eyes slid down a little bit along Bai Yuming's back.

Neck, no.

Too disrespect for Master.

Hand, no.

inconvenient.

The sight finally fell on the smooth ankle. The joints are distinct there, which is very beautiful. It seems appropriate.

Bai Yuming found a dessert station and bought two cones. Just about to pass the cone to Mo Shulin, I saw Mo Shulin straightly hooked at his ankle.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yuming asked strangely, holding the cone.

"No." Mo Shulin shook his head, looked back, and took the cone that Bai Yuming handed over.

Mo Shulin took a bite of the cone. The milk-flavored cones are sweet, white and delicious like Master. But how can you treat Master like this? The master was so kind to him, took him in and gave him a cone to eat. Mo Shulin felt that he should have such a terrible idea, which is really too much.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of natural demon cultivation. Knowing that this was wrong, he still had evil thoughts and wanted to disrespect the Master.

"The second half price." Bai Yuming said with a smile, with a trace of milky white on his lips. "Every time I see the second half price, it's so annoying. Fortunately you are here this time."

After that, Bai Yuming smiled himself.

This is just an illusion, even if he eats one and throws one, no one will say anything to him.

Mo Shulin barely held out a smile. His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. His eyes looked straight at the white marks on Bai Yuming's mouth, until the white was licked into his mouth by Bai Yuming, then he looked back. I also felt more and more filthy and unworthy of Bai Yuming.

I don't know what this fairyland thinks, just throw him into this world without restricting the use of spells.

Adding spells in modern society is really like a fish in the water, Bai Yuming doesn't need to consider money at all. But without spells, at the speed of Bai Yuming's spending, he would have to sleep under the bridge the next day. That's why he said that after practicing as an immortal, he would think about whether he could tear the void and return to his own world, instead of directly piercing the soul back.

No matter as long as the spell is used legally, it is a skill.

Abandoning Ah Qi, Bai Yuming and Mo Shulin spent half a month playing voluntarily.

After playing in the city, Bai Yuming went to the shrimp fishing field at the edge of the fantasy world.

Mo Shulin originally wondered what was so funny, until Bai Yuming caught a person out of the water.

Seeing an old man wearing casual clothes and a beard appeared in the water, Mo Shulin was shocked: "This is also an entertainment project in your hometown?"

"Of course not." Bai Yuming was also stunned. He hurriedly reached out, trying to pull the old man up.

However, the old man waved his hand and refused Bai Yuming's help. He looked old, but his movements were neat, and he took the hook from his clothes in one fell swoop.

Seeing the old man standing up slowly, Bai Yuming thought that the water was not very deep at first, but did not want the old man to rise higher and higher, chest, waist, knees, ankles, until he stood on the water.

Seeing this anti-human scene, Bai Yuming gasped.

Mo Shulin recognized this old man, the old man he met last in the illusion. But he wasn't sure whether the old man was in the eyes or the remnant soul or something else, and he was not sure if the other party had previous memories.

Mo Shulin heard Bai Yuming's gasp and reminded, "Illusion."

"Yes." Bai Yuming reacted. Everything in this world is fake, and it's no surprise that you suddenly float on the water.

Seeing that the two of them didn't take the initiative to say hello, the old man coughed twice before saying, "When are you going to leave?"

"It's delicious here, where to go?" Bai Yuming felt a little reluctant when he heard that he was leaving.

"Everyone else has reached the last level." The old man hated the iron and said, "If you want to pass, I can send you to the last level directly."

Normally, it’s not possible, but now I can’t take care of that much.

"Are you driving us away?" Bai Yuming asked in disbelief.

"...You are not in a hurry? Good things will be taken away by others." The old man looked at Mo Shulin, but found that Mo Shulin looked up at the sky, obviously not in a hurry.

Bai Yuming really wants to complain that the good things are the protagonists, what can they worry about as foils?

But you can't speak directly, so Bai Yuming said: "Take it away and take it away. It's so fun and delicious here, and you don't need to spend money. Wait until the inheritance is taken away by someone else before going out."

Old man: "..."

Is this a trip when the illusion is just going? This is the first time that the old man has seen someone like Bai Yuming in this illusion for many years.

"Who has reached the last level?" Bai Yuming asked curiously.

Seeing that Bai Yuming was not totally unaware, the old man snorted proudly, "Don't you care?"

"Is there anything to care about. I just ask who has arrived." Bai Yuming's face was frank, not at all sad.

"You don't want to take it? He takes things, and you are gone. You lose him." The old man said, frowning. He liked these two more than the one who had already passed through the last level.

It's a pity that one of the spiritual roots was hurt by the devil qi, and the other looked good, but it was not only the demon cultivator, but also played in this illusion for a month.

Bai Yuming sighed with a smile, and then shook his head, "Is there any win or win?"

"How do you tell?" The old man frowned. He didn't quite understand what Bai Yuming wanted to say.

"You said those who get the inheritance win, and those who can't get it lose. Are they?" Bai Yuming asked the old man.

"Yes." The old man couldn't keep up with Bai Yuming's thinking at all.

Bai Yuming wanted to ask the old man a few words, but after thinking about it, he felt boring, so he simply said what was in his heart.

He said: "Looking at it now, I really lost. I couldn't get the inheritance of the secret realm, but Duanmu Jinyan got it. But people are not only comparing this aspect. Looking at the cultivation base, I beat him several times. Double. In terms of knowledge, I know nine years of compulsory education better than him. In terms of life span..."

"We may be the same." Bai Yuming knew that Duanmu Jinyan would definitely reach the top, but he didn't know if he would die on the road. But at this time, you can't destroy your own power. Therefore, Bai Yuming bit the bullet and said that they are the same.

"Height, education, age, weight... everything can be compared, there is no end, there is not even a clear standard."

"Why is there no standard?" the old man asked.

"You think there is a standard, that is because your vision is too shallow." Bai Yuming replied.

Old man: "..."

For the first time in these tens of thousands of years, it was said that he was short-sighted.

Standing a little tired, Bai Yuming simply sat on the shrimp fishing chair and said, "Let’s talk about the Three Realms. The Xiuzhe Dao bones are beautiful, slender, thin, and white. This is the case regardless of men, women, or children. The demon world is different. They regard being strong, plump, and even fat as beautiful. Skinny is a very unhealthy state in the demon world. In the demon world, it is a new aesthetic. For them, they can be fat and white, black and thin, and more likely to be There are disgusting tumors, but strength, viciousness, and strength are the only standards of Demon Realm."

Thinking of something, Bai Yuming added: “If the demon cultivator of Israel serves people, she will naturally be protruding and raising her legs. This is in line with the standard for the next generation.

The old man did not expect Bai Yuming to have such an opinion.

Bai Yuming felt that he had to convince himself, "Even if I lose everything, but I am happy in this life. I am not in vain, it is enough."

"But you still lost." The old man was not stunned by Bai Yuming, saying what happened, "If you don't snatch, you are the loser. Those who get the secret inheritance will laugh and be flattered by others. And flattery, and you are just a loser who gets nothing."

No matter what happened before or what happened in the future, if you lose now, you lose.

Bai Yuming smiled and said: "Then lose. I will tell myself that I lost, and I can really bless the person who won the inheritance."

"Are you sure?" The old man didn't believe it.

"If there is no praise from others, do you think the person will be happy if you win?" Bai Yuming asked the old man back and gave the answer in his mind, "The reason why a victorious person can be happy is the joy of family members and praise from friends. , The fellow and the honorable, the respect of the opponent."

"If the victorious person wins, but instead attracts a bunch of people's abuse and laughter, do you think the victorious person will be happy?"

"If the person who has obtained the inheritance does not know that he has obtained the inheritance, how long can that person's happiness and excitement last?"

"If he is the only one in this battle, whether he wins or loses, will his victory be so happy?"

"In other words, the person who got the inheritance can jump for joy, precisely because of the flattery and praise around him."

"So, the eyes of others are the source of honor and joy for the winner."

"Without the foil of us losers, what is the significance of his victory?"

Old man: "..."

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