Chapter 1 After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 1 I am your master, why...
Under the pale moonlight, the streets were littered with garbage and the air was filled with a foul stench.
The shadows of the trees were infinitely stretched, the hideous branches were shaking, and the dark shadows kept wriggling, like worms on a rotten corpse, crawling towards the people in the distance.
The boy ran hurriedly through the street, his washed-out sneakers carelessly stepping into the puddle, splashing his trouser legs. He looked anxious, as if a monster was chasing him.
"Is this the villain?" A gentle voice sounded, as sweet and pleasant as the wind blowing through the willows.
A cold machine voice sounded, and the system said: [Yes, he is also our mission target.]
Fu Wei said "hmm" softly.
Fu Wei has no memory, not even a body. The reason he is bound to the system is because the system tells him that as long as he completes the task and exchanges it for points, the system will create a new body for him, and his memory will be restored at that time.
He agreed.
As for his task, it was not difficult.
In short, it acts as a catalyst for the villain's dark transformation.
This is a supernatural world, full of ghosts, blood and violence.
The young man in front of him is his first mission target and also the villain of this world.
The villain should have been the young master of the Feng family, who grew up surrounded by stars.
However, when the villain was born, a blood moon appeared in the sky, and thousands of ghosts roamed at night. An unprecedented ghost disaster broke out. Not long after, the villain's parents died in this ghost disaster while fighting ghosts, and the Feng family also suffered heavy losses.
The Feng family attributed the root cause of the ghost disaster to the villain's inherent bad luck, and the fact that the villain had no one to protect him, so they abused the villain in various ways and drove him to live in a dilapidated house of the Feng family.
The villain is alone and helpless, expelled by his tribe, bullied by ordinary people, and even evil spirits do not let him go and want to devour him. He lives like a rat in a gutter.
Until one day, he was spotted by an evil ghost on his way home from school. Just as he was about to be eaten by the evil ghost, his blood dripped onto an ancient painting given to him by his parents, thus awakening the painting spirit.
From then on, the wheel of fate began to turn.
This is because the painting spirit turned out to be Yao Ling Zhenjun, who failed to survive the tribulation a thousand years ago, and was the original owner.
The original owner not only rescued the villain from the evil ghost, but also took the villain as his apprentice, brought him by his side, taught him carefully, and helped him practice.
The master and the disciple depended on each other, and gradually, the villain also regarded the original owner as the only person he trusted.
But it was all just a misunderstanding.
The original owner simply recognized the wrong person and mistook the villain for the reincarnation of his junior fellow apprentice. After the original owner knew that he had recognized the wrong person, he began to distance himself from the villain.
The villain begged and tried to please the original owner in every possible way, but the original owner was so hard-hearted that not only did he ignore the villain, but when he knew that his own junior brother, the protagonist, had his bones damaged due to reincarnation and would not live long, he did not hesitate to dig out the villain's bones and gave them to the protagonist!
Even though the original owner did this, the villain still refused to give up and hoped that as long as he listened to the original owner in everything, the original owner would continue to be his master.
But how is that possible?
Later, the ancestral tomb was in turmoil, with thousands of ghosts roaring. The original owner and his companions went forward to exorcise the ghosts. At the critical moment, both the villain and the protagonist were sucked into the soul-destroying array at the same time.
The situation was critical and the original owner could only save one person.
The original owner chose to save the protagonist and left the villain alone in the soul-destroying formation without hesitation. No matter how the protagonist cried and begged, the original owner did not look back and took the protagonist away.
The villain turned completely evil. In order to survive, he devoured all the evil ghosts in the soul-destroying array, refined them, and transformed himself into the lord of all ghosts, practicing madly.
Five years later, the villain counterattacked and took over the Feng family. He killed all his enemies, snatched the original owner from the protagonist, and then tore the original owner to pieces, chewed him up, and swallowed him in front of the protagonist.
The protagonist witnessed the miserable state of his senior brother with his own eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and he was filled with grief and indignation. This stimulated his potential and he started a great battle with the villain. In the end, he killed the villain and that was the ending.
Maybe it was because of the different angles, Fu Wei didn't see how powerful the protagonist was, but only saw how miserable the villain was.
In short, before the villain reaches adulthood, he needs to play the role of a dedicated and good master, and then after finding out that he has recognized the wrong person, he should abandon the villain cruelly.
This task is not difficult.
…
On this side, Feng Lingwu ran faster and faster.
Just as he was about to rush out of the alley and head towards the brightly lit street, a sharp cat cry pierced the sky. A black cat chased him, its vertical pupils emitting red light, and the cat opened its bloody mouth and bit him.
"Get out of here!" Feng Lingwu threw the schoolbag hard, and the black cat was knocked away, hit the wall, and turned into ashes and disappeared.
But just like this incident, the alley was instantly covered with balls of black hair, moss and algae grew on the walls, and a fishy smell from the bottom of the water filled the air.
A water ghost crawled out from the corner, its swollen and pale face grinning fiercely, and water was still dripping from its sticky hair.
"It smells so good, so good..."
"Let me eat you, let me eat you!"
The water ghost's hair grew longer and longer, constantly wriggling, like countless water snakes, following Feng Lingwu's ankles and wrapping around his body.
"I got you, I got you, hahahaha——"
Feng Lingwu struggled, but couldn't break free. He knew this evil ghost was extraordinary. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his dark eyes stared at the evil ghost intently, asking, "Do you want to eat me?"
The evil ghost licked Feng Lingwu's face with its scarlet tongue, and saliva dripped down, soon forming a small puddle: "Yes, I will eat you, I must eat you!"
Feng Lingwu resisted the urge to retch: "I can let you eat it."
The hair wrapped around Feng Lingwu's ankles stopped, and the water ghost narrowed his eyes in disbelief: "What do you mean?"
Feng Lingwu pursed his lips, his body tense. "But I'm afraid of pain. I know a way to make you eat me without any pain and without any backlash."
There are conditions for evil ghosts to devour people. Either the person is willing, or the person has done something wrong to you. It is revengeful when there is revenge, and there is grievance when there is grievance. It is understandable for evil ghosts to kill people.
But Feng Lingwu was too fragrant, and he carried spiritual bones, which attracted countless evil spirits to flock to him. Even if there was a risk of being retaliated and devoured, the evil spirits were willing to do so.
The evil ghost threatened, "Boy, you'd better not try any tricks, or I'll tear you to pieces!" His hair grew long, and he grabbed Feng Lingwu's neck, lifted him up, and demanded, "What's the plan?"
Feng Lingwu forced a smile, with a hint of flattery, trying to divert the evil ghost's attention. He slowly reached into his schoolbag and said, "This is a secret. Come closer. I'm afraid others will hear..."
The evil ghost approached doubtfully.
The stench and rotten smell rushed straight to the top of Feng Lingwu's head, making him almost vomit. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. Feng Lingwu's face was pale as he looked at the evil ghost so close to him.
"It's actually very simple, it's just..."
A cold light flashed, and Feng Lingwu pulled out a dagger from his schoolbag and stabbed it fiercely into the evil ghost's neck. The thick and smelly water sprayed all over Feng Lingwu's face.
The screams of evil spirits were heard in his ears. Feng Lingwu pressed the dagger with both hands and stirred it vigorously. The talisman on the dagger instantly burned!
After the evil ghost reacted, he threw Feng Lingwu to the ground and threw him away.
The contents of the schoolbag were scattered all over the floor: a few old books, a few pens, and an inconspicuous painting.
Feng Lingwu's back hit the wall and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face turned pale. He also knew that these talismans were useless against evil spirits. Not only were they useless, they also angered the evil spirits.
"Damn little devil, I'm going to tear you to pieces, tear you apart!"
The furious evil ghost had no scruples. His hair grew more and more, like a blooming black mandala with its stamens spread out. It tied up Feng Lingwu like a dumpling and dropped it into the air.
Feng Lingwu's neck was almost twisted, veins bulged on his forehead, and his face flushed red. He tried desperately to cut off his hair, but the dagger in his hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift it at all.
The evil ghost opened its bloody mouth and approached Feng Lingwu.
"Damn kid, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
Feng Lingwu's vision went dark, and he thought confusedly:
Is he going to die again? But he is unwilling to do so!
He was unwilling to die like this!
Why is fate so unfair to him, why is he always the unlucky one?
He doesn't want to die.
The nails dug into the flesh and blood dripped from the fingertips.
There was a "drip" sound, and the blood fell exactly on the scroll of the painting on the ground.
The golden inscription was faintly turning, and something was slowly reviving.
The evil ghost glanced at the scroll blankly and wanted to reach out and touch it.
The result is the next second!
The scroll exploded with thousands of golden lights, instantly illuminating the entire alley. The evil ghost was covered in smoke and let out a miserable wail. His hair was instantly burned to ashes. The evil ghost who had been angry just now rolled on the ground in pain.
“Ahhhhhh—”
A large ball of light gathered in front of Feng Lingwu, and there seemed to be something in the light.
Feng Lingwu didn't know what it was, he only knew that this thing was even more powerful than the evil ghost in front of him.
Feng Lingwu broke free from his restraints, swung the dagger, and stabbed it fiercely at the ball of light!
Feng Lingwu was almost intercepted!
Someone grabbed his wrist, and a light scolding came into his ear: "How insolent."
The voice was pleasant and melodious, not like that of an evil spirit.
Feng Lingwu was stunned.
The golden light faded, and a young man in a snow-white robe slowly appeared.
The young man had a face as gentle and warm as autumn water and as jade as his bones. He had drooping eyebrows and was looking at him quietly, like an immortal with his head bowed, compassionate and gentle.
He had never seen such a handsome and elegant person before, and Feng Lingwu's heart skipped a beat.
who is he?
Fu Wei released Feng Lingwu and looked at the evil ghost rolling on the ground. He lightly tapped his fingertips and strangled the water ghost in mid-air.
The water ghost's skin was cracked and charred, and he begged repeatedly: "My lord... My lord, I was wrong. I didn't know he was the one you were protecting. I won't do it again, I won't do it again... Please—"
"You are responsible for several lives and should be executed."
Fu Wei didn't want to waste time talking to him. He just raised his wrist slightly, and a golden light flashed. The evil ghost with a hideous face didn't even have time to say his last words before he turned into ashes.
The dark alley returned to calm, and a black cat meowed in the distance. If Fu Wei had not been there, Feng Lingwu would almost think that all this was an illusion.
After dealing with the evil ghost, Fu Wei turned his attention back to Feng Lingwu.
The unbelievably beautiful eyes made Feng Lingwu's heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Wei with caution.
With such strength, if you want to kill him, it's just a matter of raising your hand.
"Come here." Fu Wei waved towards Feng Lingwu.
Feng Lingwu stepped back: "What are you doing?"
Fu Weiwei frowned slightly: "Check the injury."
Feng Lingwu refused: "No need."
"Not well behaved." Fu Wei commented, and with a flash of his body, the person who was five or six steps away just now instantly came in front of Feng Lingwu.
The slightly cool fingertips lifted Feng Lingwu's chin without any doubt, forcing Feng Lingwu to expose his fragile neck.
Fu Wei looked at the red, swollen, and bleeding neck and frowned slightly.
Feng Lingwu felt offended, his face flushed with anger, but he couldn't even resist, so he could only ask viciously: "What are you doing?"
"Be patient." Fu Wei pretended not to hear.
The fingertips slowly moved down, bringing with them a tingling and cool feeling, and pressed on Feng Lingwu's neck. The cool feeling spread from his neck to his entire body. Then, Feng Lingwu felt that his neck was no longer painful, and his body felt extremely comfortable.
This man was actually treating his injuries.
Fu Wei: "Okay."
Feng Lingwu was less wary, but still on guard, and asked, "Who are you and why are you helping me?"
Fu Wei opened his palms, and the painting immediately flew into his hands: "My name is Fu Wei, and I am the spirit of this painting."
When he heard it was Hua Ling, Feng Lingwu's eyes turned and he instantly became interested.
It’s not because of Fu Wei’s identity, but because the so-called spirit needs to rely on the master.
When the master is alive, the spirit lives; when the master dies, the spirit dies.
In short, the Spirit is actually a servant.
If that was the case, then he had really gotten a great bargain.
Feng Ling Wumian was still a little anxious, and he asked, "Are you really my painting spirit? How do you prove it?"
Fu Wei gestured for him to look at the inscription on the scroll, then gently brushed Feng Lingwu's brow with his index finger, revealing a feather-like mark.
Feng Lingwu touched his burning brows and understood.
This person is truly his painting spirit!
Feng Lingwu: "You really are my painting spirit."
"Yes." Fu Wei nodded, "From now on, I will also be your master."
Fu Wei is the spirit born from his painting, so he should be at his disposal.
Why climb on his head?
After receiving Fu Wei's affirmation, Feng Lingwu's tone became arrogant and he said bluntly: "This painting is mine. Since you are a painting spirit, I am your master, and yet you want me to be your apprentice?"
Finally, he added: "Why?"
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Yue Qishuang's task is to play the villain who bullies the protagonist.
In the modern world:
Yue Qishuang is an arrogant and domineering rich second generation, and the protagonist is a reserved academic master. After Yue Qishuang fell in love with him at first sight, she spent all kinds of money to make him her boyfriend. She forced him to serve her in various ways every day, including dressing her, feeding her, and helping her with laundry and cooking.
Within three months, Yue Qishuang got tired of the guy and dumped him. But not long after, she heard that the protagonist had died in a car accident.
Since then, Yue Qishuang's life has become more and more weird. The TV turns on automatically, the ghost in the bathroom, and the heavy breathing in her ears when she sleeps, all scare Yue Qishuang out of her wits.
With the advice of an expert, he could only go to the protagonist's grave, but was dragged into the underworld that night. He saw the Ten Kings of Hell above him. The protagonist held the Book of Life and Death and said lightly: "Long time no see, ex-boyfriend."
In the world of immortal heroes:
Yue Qishuang is a great demon, and the protagonist is a radiant and graceful immortal. However, he resorts to treacherous tactics to abduct the protagonist and force him to become his male lover, forcing him to please him all day long. When he tires of playing with him, he simply abandons him, leaving him to suffer endless ridicule.
However, the protagonist saw through the disaster, awakened his ancient bloodline, and successfully ascended to become a god.
Yue Qishuang was ambushed by his men and surrounded by the righteous. Just when he thought he would be torn into pieces, the protagonist in white clothes came gracefully, protected him, and held him in his arms: "Do you want to live? Beg me."
In the holographic world:
Yue Qishuang is a novice but playful holographic player. To get a master to lead him, he even dresses up as a woman and acts cute and coquettish, successfully making the protagonist like him to the extreme. When Yue Qishuang's account becomes perfect, he kicks the protagonist out without hesitation, saying, "You are too novice. Only the top master in the server is qualified to lead me."
Unexpectedly, the protagonist not only worked hard to become the number one in the server overnight, but also issued a wanted notice for Yue Qishuang in the game, which scared Yue Qishuang so much that she ran away immediately.
Later, Yue Qishuang happened to join a gaming company in the real world. When he showed his account, the whole company was in an uproar. The protagonist, who was the boss of the company, looked at him with a fake smile and said, "Have you found the best player in the server to lead you?"
In the infinite world:
The protagonist is number one in the infinite game rankings, and Yue Qishuang is a cannon fodder who is madly against the protagonist. The protagonist says go east, he says go west, the protagonist says not to do something, he just does it, and he goes to his death all the way, and comes to the residence of the evil god with the protagonist.
In the magnificent palace, after the evil god's dinner was over, Yue Qishuang once again violated the rule of not going out at night and wandered around the castle.
Then he saw with his own eyes the protagonist slowly taking off his human skin and turning into the appearance of an evil god. He was so panicked that he was discovered by the evil god and was severely imprisoned.
"You discovered my secret, didn't you?"
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