The Crazy Male Lead is Actually My Obedient Disciple from Another World

Yan Muhuai's body was stolen by a transmigrator, and he was forced to transmigrate to another world.

During his cultivation, he picked up an obedient disciple, and they relied on each oth...

Chapter 12 System Punishment

As soon as Yan Muhuai finished speaking, Chen Sangluo opened his eyes.

He's a pretty boy, but he's been in a coma for too long and looks even weaker than Yan Muhuai.

"Sang Luo, you're finally awake! I was so scared!" Mrs. Chen wiped away her tears when she saw Chen Sang Luo wake up. Then she took out her bank card and stuffed it into Yan Muhuai's hand. "Thank you, Mr. Yan. You are indeed more reliable than that master."

The problem that the master had no solution to was easily solved by Yan Muhuai when he arrived. Mrs. Chen is now very grateful to him.

"Mrs. Chen, you misunderstood. It wasn't me who saved Chen Sangluo, and he is not completely safe now. It's not too late for you to thank me after I have completely resolved the matter." Although Yan Muhuai was short of money now, he did not accept the bank card.

After all, it was the male protagonist who suddenly visited who scared away the evil ghost, and it had nothing to do with him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten no merit points.

Now the system has released a new task. If he doesn't want to die from the failure of the task, he has to continue investigating the matter of Chen Sangluo being haunted by evil spirits and get merit points.

"Ah?! Sang Luo is still in danger?" Mrs. Chen's expression froze with fear.

Yan Muhuai nodded, "Yes, we need to find out why the ghost is haunting him."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yan Ce and Zhao Wang and said, "Take me to where you went last night."

In fact, he should have called Chen Sangluo to help, but the other party was too weak now and could not get out of bed at all, so he planned to take Yan Ce and the other two to check the situation first.

"Okay!" Yan Ce agreed without thinking.

Although Zhao Wang was reluctant, mainly because he did not trust Yan Muhuai's ability, the incident was caused by him. If something happened to Chen Sangluo, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life, so of course he could not refuse.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Yan. Our Chen family will definitely not treat you unfairly after this is accomplished." Mrs. Chen asked with some concern, "Is there any danger? Do you need me to arrange a few people for you?"

Yan Muhuai refused, "No need, it would be inconvenient if there were too many people, just the two of them can lead the way for me."

After leaving Chen Sangluo's room and passing by the study on the second floor, Yan Muhuai paused.

He knew that the male protagonist of this world, Rong Jin, was inside the door.

Thirty-five said anxiously, "No, Master Host, let's go quickly. Don't go looking for the hero. His favorability towards you is -99 points right now. What does that mean? He wants to kill you the moment he sees you, and he feels disgusted when he hears anything about you!"

Fearing this wasn't convincing enough, Thirty-Five continued, "All of these strategy missions you're receiving now were completed by the previous host. Did you know that when he first met the male protagonist, he rushed up to hug him? He was kicked several meters away by the male protagonist's bodyguard and spent a month in the hospital before recovering!"

"Really? Then what did he suffer in the second mission?" Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five while lifting his long legs and continuing to follow Madam Chen downstairs.

Thirty-Five finally breathed a sigh of relief. "The previous host completed the second mission. That was the only mission he completed. He was kicked into the hospital by your Rong Jin's bodyguard. Out of courtesy, Rong Jin went to the hospital to see him. They even exchanged names, and Rong Jin's favorability towards him increased by 10 points."

"But after that, the previous host never completed a single mission, and his positive points dropped all the way to -99 points." Thirty-Five said, "I know you're definitely better than the previous host, but Rong Jin is the protagonist of this world. Not only does he have the aura of a protagonist, but he's also a pervert with no moral bottom line. When he asked the Yan family to send the previous host back, he said he didn't want to see him again. If you appear in front of him now, he will definitely not let you go easily!"

Yan Muhuai taunted, "Your previous host harassed me so frequently, even spending a fortune on illegal drugs to harm me. He simply asked the Yan family to send him back to Huai City instead of burying him alive. He was already considered very well-mannered. How dare you call him a pervert with no moral bottom line? Who has no moral bottom line?"

"Is it the previous host?" Thirty-five blurted out.

But then it defended its former host: "His behavior was indeed disgusting, but in order to survive, he had no other choice."

Yan Muhuai refused to comment on the person who had stolen his body for three years.

After leaving the Chen family villa, Mrs. Chen arranged a driver for them and stood at the door to watch them leave.

It was now ten o'clock in the evening, and it was pitch black outside the car window. Zhao Wang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took a quick look and quickly looked away, looking through the rearview mirror at Yan Ce and Yan Muhuai in the back seat.

The thought that there really were ghosts in this world made him feel scared, even though he hadn't seen any. He wanted to talk to Yan Ce and the others to ease his nervousness, but when he saw Yan Muhuai leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed to rest, he didn't dare to speak.

Yan Muhuai really wanted to rest, but the system in his mind came out again to make its presence felt.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for helping Sun Yao get rid of the scumbag. Reward: 50 merit points!"

"Warning! Because the host interfered with the fate of Lin Jinshui and Wang Tong, indirectly causing their deaths, one hundred merit points will be deducted. Countdown to host's death: twelve hours!"

Upon hearing this warning, Yan Muhuai suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

Thirty-five's voice was even more shocked than Yan Muhuai's. "Master Host, did you attack those two? When did that happen? No, those two deserved to die. You should be rewarded with merit points for eliminating harm to the people. Why are you deducting them?!"

Yan Muhuai didn't expect the system to be so sensitive. He just implanted some evil spirits into the bodies of the two people, which was already an extremely conservative measure, but he was still caught.

However, he had expected such an outcome. At the same time, he also guessed that even if those two scumbags died, they would not deduct too many merit points, so he insisted on taking action.

Yan Tangxue died so tragically, but the two murderers were able to live on in prison. It doesn't make sense.

"It's over, it's over. There are only twelve hours left. The situation is even worse than when you just woke up. We must solve the problem of Chen Sangluo before dawn!" If Thirty-five could be visualized, he would definitely be as anxious as an ant crawling on a hot pan.

Yan Muhuai kindly consoled her, "Don't panic. If I can't solve it, I'll go find Rong Jin."

His words of comfort made Thirty-Five feel like he had seen a ghost, and he was so scared that he started howling in his mind.

But if it really comes to that, there is no other way but to try and save the situation. No matter how much Thirty-Five objects, it will be useless.

When the car drove to the suburbs, Yan Muhuai almost fell down as soon as he got out of the car. He looked like he would die at any moment. Zhao Wang felt extremely desperate and wanted to turn around and get back in the car and ask the driver to take them back.

"Brother, are you okay? Why do you look worse?" Yan Ce supported Yan Muhuai, his face full of worry.

Yan Muhuai only had twelve hours left to live, so his expression certainly wasn't looking good, but he calmly replied, "It's okay. It might have been too dark, and you saw it wrong."

As he spoke, he looked up at a small, dilapidated two-story building not far away. It stood in the dark moonlit night like a sleeping monster, causing a double impact both visually and psychologically.