Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Being a villain is a job, not a life...
When Ye Nanque was almost recovered, "Mu Jiulin" appeared.
The real Mu Jiulin was trapped in a secret room deep underground in the Wu Sect, and the one who appeared in front of Ye Nanque was a fake person transformed by the dusk vine.
In the original novel, the Dusk Vine is capable of impersonating anyone, even their memories, making it difficult to identify. However, this highly camouflaged creature has its limitations: its personification can only last for a single hour, dusk, and the plant is extremely attractive to insects.
Ye Nanque looked at the "Mu Jiulin" in front of him who was chatting and laughing with him, and saw an excited ant hovering around his feet. He took a sip of tea and remained calm.
It was almost time, and "Mu Jiulin" stood up: "I'm really happy that Senior Brother can come to see me. It's getting late, I'll go back first."
Even the excited tone of Mu Jiulin's voice when he spoke was imitated very closely.
Ye Nanque watched the ant return and greet two or three friends. He raised his eyes and said, "Since you are so happy, why not chat for a while?"
"Mu Jiulin" was slightly stunned. In "his" memory, Ye Nanque was not a person who would keep guests.
Mu Jiulin said, "Let's wait until tomorrow. I heard that Senior Brother is feeling better now, so he should get more rest."
As "Mu Jiulin" stood up and moved, the group of ants followed at his feet.
This answer was very un-Mu Jiulin. Mu Jiulin was really clingy. Unless there was something else, usually if he tried to persuade someone to stay, Mu Jiulin would probably sit down before he could even finish his words.
The dusk vine left, taking away a group of ant soldiers.
Ye Nanque was seriously pondering a question with the system: [Can I skip this part and go directly back to the Sword Controlling Sect?]
System: [You can skip it, but just like your previous addition of additional side plots increased reader satisfaction, if the original plot is missing, it will also reduce reader satisfaction.]
Ye Nanque: [What is the reader satisfaction rate now?]
System: [7. If you go any lower, it might even become a negative number.]
Ye Nanque rubbed his forehead and felt a headache.
System: [What's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want to skip the storyline?]
Ye Nanque didn't answer.
The system thought for a moment, made a judgment, and accurately gave the answer: [Host, you've softened your heart.]
The description of the time when Mu Jiulin was imprisoned in Wuzong in the original novel is a bit cruel. Chou Song wanted his body and subjected him to many inhuman tortures.
Ye Nanque was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. His values are basically normal. Although he knows that this world itself is fake, he is just playing an RPG role-playing game.
But based on his understanding of himself, if he saw it with his own eyes... he would probably still feel sorry for it, so it would be better for him not to watch it.
System: [You are the villain. You will face many such moments in the future. Are you going to be soft-hearted every time? No amount of reader satisfaction is enough for you.]
Ye Nanque remained silent.
The system soothed him: [Being a villain is a job, not life. Act boldly, and act if you want to live!]
Ye Nanque took a deep breath.
System: [Host, please say something.]
Ye Nanque: [I understand. I was just preparing myself mentally.]
In the middle of the night, Ye Nanque opened his own hanging bell and sensed Mu Jiulin's hanging bell. Mu Jiulin still brought the hanging bell with him when he left the Yu Jian Sect, which was why Ye Nanque was able to find him.
Following the guidance of the hanging bell, Ye Nanque turned many corners, climbed up and down the stairs, and passed through secret passages until he saw underground rivers on both sides. He knew that he had entered the deep underground of the Wu Sect.
The sound of the flowing underground river made him very irritated. It was a gurgling sound, like the rolling sound of a huge monster swallowing and chewing. The spiritual energy here was thin, but the evil energy was strong. Sometimes he would step on some sticky things. Ye Nanque deliberately stopped himself from thinking about what those things might be.
The doors of the secret rooms, which were arranged in a staggered pattern, were made transparent, like an exhibition hall. Inside were all kinds of strange things that Ye Nanque had never seen before. Pei Feng really had a bad taste. If he were in modern times, he might be a curator of a horror exhibition.
Ye Nanque kept looking straight ahead, ignoring the physiological reaction of wanting to vomit.
The extreme tension made him feel that this period was extremely difficult, and the guidance of the hanging bell finally stopped in front of a secret room.
Ye Nanque held back his breath, walked in, and found a person huddled in the corner.
The figure remained indifferent to his footsteps, with his legs curled up and his head buried deep in his knees. Finally, he wrapped his arms around his legs and lay quietly on the cold, wet ground.
Ye Nanque paused, walked over slowly, and squatted down: "Mu Jiulin."
Hearing his voice, the huddled figure suddenly reacted. He raised his head from his arms. After not seeing him for a year, Mu Jiulin had really changed a lot. I don’t know if it was because he was too thin or if he had lost the baby fat from his growing period. His face had clear lines and contours, but... it was very dirty, visibly dirty, with mottled marks of mud and sewage stains all over it.
Ye Nanque was already cursing in his heart.
“Senior Brother, Senior Brother…”
Mu Jiulin rolled and crawled towards the source of the sound, and threw himself into Ye Nanque's arms, his body shaking as if twitching and convulsing: "Brother, save me, save me..."
Ye Nanque: "What's wrong with you?"
Mu Jiulin raised his head from his arms, opened his eyes, and tried to look in the direction of Ye Nanque's face. Under his eyelids, his eyeballs were white. If you look closely, you will find that his eyeballs are covered with fine white lines like spider silk, densely entwined.
Such poisonous silk spread all over Mu Jiulin's body, absorbed into his bone marrow and blood, strangling his original spiritual body like dodder strangling vines. Once successful, Chou Song's spiritual consciousness could move in.
In this situation, Ye Nanque really wanted to curse.
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