villain is a good guy

Chapter 55 The Past Chapter

"Rongyi... Rongyi!"

Yan Rongyi woke up suddenly, and found that he had been dragged into the cave by his younger brother and younger sister. The Venerable Chengying in a dark Taoist robe was standing in front of him with a frown, reaching out to him.

"Master." Yan Rongyi quickly knelt on the ground, "I have nothing to do with you."

Venerable Chengying pursed his lips and remained silent, showing no expression on the surface, but actually a little dissatisfied in his heart.

When Bai Shuang and Wang Shui helped Yan Rongyi into the cave, even Ling Jiushen was taken aback.

His unsmiling apprentice was pale, with big drops of cold sweat rolling down his forehead, Bai Liu followed behind and asked anxiously, "Is there something wrong with the practice, big brother?"

It is common for practitioners to go mad.

Ling Jiushen immediately wanted to check his apprentice's pulse, but unexpectedly, after Yan Rongyi came back to his senses, he knelt down and avoided his hand without a trace.

"Tu'er...Tu'er was distracted while practicing sword." Yan Rongyi's eyes fell on the corner of Ling Jiu's dark black robe, his eyes were dry and astringent, and his tone was calm, but his heart was full of turmoil.

Could it be that he, as the master of the world's number one swordsman, is also cannon fodder?

But he didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that Master also had two dark words on his face - cannon fodder.

Yan Rongyi has had "Strategy" for many years.

He knew that he was the "protagonist" of the story, and he completed different plots with ease. Even if he missed occasionally, Tiandao would make up for the incomplete plot by himself, so his eyes never stayed on the "cannon fodder" around him.

No need.

There has never been "cannon fodder" affecting the development of the plot.

However, just now, a terrible guess appeared in his mind.

Just like the thunder that struck the crane, he thought he was the son of luck and avoided all disasters. In fact, the same disaster did not disappear, but fell on the "cannon fodder" who had nothing to do with the plot .

From birth to death, they didn't say a single word in the book, so even when they died, they could only die silently.

Their existence is to make up for the mistakes made by the protagonist.

It is they who hold up the plausible plot.

Yan Rongyi was confused.

The Buddhist cultivator of Nanzhaoti Temple said that one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. He treats this world as a book and lives indifferently for many years, but this world...is also a real world!

The people around him are alive, the grass under his feet is alive, and even a bird that passes by, which he will never meet again in this life, is also alive.

Are they destined to be cannon fodder because they live in a book and are not the protagonists?

No, that's certainly not the case.

Yan Rongyi, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched her fists.

... Bai Shuang who chased after him to learn all day long, Wang Shui who was calm and capable, Bai Liu who was obsessed with alchemy, Fu Xi who was roasted into a golden feather chicken, and his master who was as cold as ice and really cared about him.

These are his closest relatives and loved ones, not cannon fodder.

After Yan Rongyi figured it out, her mood returned to calm.

He stood up calmly, and his calm eyes fell on Bai Shuang and the others: "I'm fine."

Bai Shuang's heart was big, and she patted her chest with emotion: "Eldest senior brother, your appearance just now was really scary."

Immediately afterwards he said to himself: "Sure enough, the higher the level of cultivation, the more frightening it will be when you go mad."

Bai Liu was much more careful than his elder brother, instead of not worrying about it, he walked up to Yan Rongyi and took a close look at his expression: "Brother, it's not a trivial matter to go crazy, you should rest well in Master's cave these few days, I'll make a pill for you."

"Pillage pills, why are you studying pills again?" Bai Shuang, who had already walked to the front of the cave, turned around and walked back outside the cave, pulling her sister's sleeves. The time spent on medicine is spent practicing swords, and I have already become a law enforcement officer!"

Wang Shui looked at the pair of brothers and sisters, couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, he turned around and saluted Yan Rongyi: "Elder brother, rest well, I'll go to learn swordsmanship with Bai Shuang."

After saying that, he turned and left the cave.

However, after Wang Shui turned his back, the gentle smile on his face dissipated little by little, his gloomy eyes fell on Bai Shuang and Bai Liu, and his hand tightened his sword.

What did Senior Brother Yan do before going mad?

He saw the dying crane.

Is there any mystery about that crane?

Wang Shui quietly stepped onto the flying sword, and his figure disappeared behind the clouds.

Fuxi, who rested on the tree outside the cave, seemed to be aware of it, looked at the direction Wang Shui was leaving, and muttered to himself, "Wang Shui is in such a hurry, where are you going?"

The sleepy Chongming bird quickly put the matter behind him, tucked his head into his feathers, and went to meet Duke Zhou.

Spring and autumn come and go on the Fushan Mountain, and many years pass by in a flash.

Elder Kai Yang's young apprentice has grown up and is even more taciturn than Yan Rongyi, practicing swords in the Tai Chi Dojo with a straight face all day long.

Under Ling Jiushen's personal guidance, Yan Rongyi stopped going to morning and evening classes, and even seldom went to the Tai Chi Dojo. She passed by occasionally, and was stunned when she saw Yin Qin.

The skinny little beggar back then has now become a swordsman with pure swordsmanship.

Seeing Yan Rongyi, Yin Qin frantically retracted his sword and saluted: "Eldest brother."

"Well, are you courteous?" Yan Rongyi stopped, looked at the young man in black dress in front of him, and smiled, "Long time no see, how have you been?"

Yin Qin lowered his head and stammered: "Okay... Thank you for your concern, senior brother. I am fine."

"...Elder Kaiyang treats me very well, and so do all the brothers and sisters."

"...There are food and drinks on the Fushan Mountain, which is much better than me in the mortal world."

"...the sword cultivators on Fushan Mountain are all good people!"

When Yin Qin became nervous, the words in his heart blurted out.

Yan Rongyi couldn't help laughing.

Yin Qin immediately regained consciousness, blushed, and refused to say another word.

Qin Qin has selfish motives in practicing sword in the Tai Chi dojo.

A few years ago, Yan Rongyi would attend morning and evening classes with all her juniors and juniors. At that time, Qin Qin only needed to procrastinate a little before she could see the red figure walking unhurriedly behind the crowd.

His elder brother Yan Rongyi, who has remained unchanged for decades, is still a peerless red-clothed swordsman.

And he, from an ignorant and ignorant mortal, has grown into the most awe-inspiring apprentice under Elder Kai Yang.

The other disciples said that Yin Qin had been a beggar in the world, and he was terrified, so he cherished the opportunity to practice.

They're right, and not quite right.

Only Yin Qin knew that he was cultivating like crazy in order to get closer to the elder brother, and even closer.

It's not enough to be a white-robed disciple, but also to be a law enforcement officer.

In that case, senior brother will look at him more, right?

Day after day, he practiced swords in the Tai Chi dojo, hoping that Yan Rongyi's eyes would stay on him for a while, and even changed into a black outfit that was different from ordinary disciples for this reason.

But Yan Rongyi not only didn't notice him, he didn't even attend morning and evening classes.

After being depressed for a few days, Yin Qin regained his strength.

Senior brother Yan is the apprentice of Venerable Cheng Ying, he is different from them, it is strange that he has been attending classes with them all the time.

Yin Qin returned to the Tai Chi dojo, practicing sword seriously.

Only when he becomes a white-robed disciple will he have more and more opportunities to get in touch with Senior Brother Yan.

"Your Fushan swordsmanship is well practiced." Yan Rongyi saw the shadow of the original Baishuang on Yin Qin, "Do you practice swords in the dojo every day?"

Yin Qin's heart was shocked, and he was too excited to speak.

It turns out that hard work can really be seen by the big brother!

He lowered his head even lower, but unfortunately he still couldn't cover his red ears.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Rongyi's mouth, and he raised his hand to pat Yin Qin's shoulder: "You are fine, I will tell Elder Kai Yang to change your clothes."

"Eldest brother?" Yin Qin raised his head in disbelief.

Yan Rongyi raised her hand and put a finger in front of her lips.

Yin Qin blushed again and lowered her head: "Elder brother, I understand."

This is to make him a white-robed disciple!

"Just understand, don't slack off." Yan Rongyi left the Tai Chi Dojo after finishing speaking.

He didn't go to talk to Yin Qin for no reason.

It is true that among the old generation of law enforcement officers, there are still three who have not been replaced. Several elders sigh and boo in front of Ling Jiushen's cave every day.

In the past two years, even Bai Liu has taken over the mask of a law enforcement officer. If Fuxi can cultivate a human form, Yan Rongyi would like to put the mask on his "bird face".

Yin Qin is a good seed, and after a few more years, he will definitely be able to take on the responsibility of law enforcement.

He returned to the cave with this thought in mind, and the snow-white crane fell down, and handed the letter in his mouth to him: "Senior Brother Yan, here is a letter from Guan Fengge to Venerable Chengying. Please pass it on."

"Okay." Yan Rongyi took the envelope, rubbed the crane's head, and found Ling Jiushen in the cave, "Master, the elder of Guanfeng Pavilion sent you a letter."

Ling Jiu gave a absent-minded "hmm", took the envelope casually, and threw it aside: "Rong Yi, come to Teacher Wei."

He walked over as promised.

Ling Jiu grabbed his wrist coldly, his cold fingers were like five flexible snakes, and before he could struggle, they retracted like lightning.

Ling Jiushen frowned sharply: "How could this be?"

"Master?" Yan Rongyi was a little at a loss, her other hand pressed the skin touched by the master, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The chill turned into waves of heat, making his cheeks blush.

"As a teacher, I can't calculate your fate." Ling Jiushen didn't pay attention to Yan Rongyi's unnatural expression, and raised his head, his amber pupils were filled with gray and white snow.

Yan Rongyi's heart warmed up: "Master, the heavenly secret must not be leaked."

"...Even if you can calculate my fate, you shouldn't tell me."

Ling Jiushen didn't take it seriously, and snorted coldly: "Do you know who would say that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed?"

Yan Rongyi shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Those who can't see the secret will say that." Ling Jiushen said indifferently and proudly, with his hands behind his back, "Cultivation is basically against the sky, so why not peep at the secret?"

Yan Rongyi's mood was shaken violently because of Master's short words, as if she was standing on the seaside of misty clouds, surrounded by countless giant kun flapping their huge wings, rolling in the snow-white waves.

The wind with the breath of thunder brushed his cheek.

So what if it is the way of heaven?

He doesn't believe in fate.

Yan Rongyi felt great pride in his heart, and after sensing the familiar burning sensation, he didn't watch the plot of the new students.

He doesn't want to be a puppet manipulated by the plot.

For this reason, he would rather give up the identity of the protagonist.

"do you understand?"

Yan Rongyi withdrew her thoughts and said respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance, Master, I understand now."

Only then did Ling Jiushen pick up the letter from Guan Fengge's elder, opened it casually, and threw it to him.

Yan Rongyi caught it in a hurry, and unfolded it carefully. The phantom of the phoenix danced along with the letter paper, and finally turned into dense handwriting, which was printed on the blank paper.

"...I sent my disciples to discover a new secret realm near Huaijiang Mountain, and I sincerely invite disciples from all schools to experience it together..." Yan Rongyi looked over at a glance, picked out the most important sentence, and said to Cheng Yingzun The audience listened, "Master, the elder of Guanfeng Pavilion wants the disciples of Fushan School to practice together with the disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion."

"They have such a good heart?" Ling Jiu sneered deeply, and shattered the letter paper in his hand into powder with a wave of his sleeve, "It's just that I was worried that the secret realm was too dangerous, and wanted to drag me to send law enforcement officers to die together."

Yan Rongyi listened expressionlessly, she no longer showed a wry smile like she did many years ago.

This is his master, Venerable Cheng Ying who is as cold as frost and snow in the outside world, aloof and unsurpassed.

...Actually, he is a sword repairer with the worst temper.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1323:53:57~2020-05-1423:56:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: towards such a 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Girafe. 8 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!