Villain Whitewashing Guide [Transmigration Book]

When Lian Fenglou just woke up, he found that he was bathed in too bright sunlight, and his eyes, which were used to the darkness, were almost blinded.He found himself lying in a strange house with a white roof, white walls, and white curtains.It's not ugly, but it's a bit crude, and there's no paper on the windows.

In short, all this is a bit different from the Sanchi Spring he imagined.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his ears, startling Lianfenglou.Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open, and a group of people in strange white clothes rushed in, gathered around his bed, and fiddled with him for a while.Lian Fenglou looked at this group of strange people vigilantly, his hair was almost blown up, but he couldn't get up his strength, so he had to let others slaughter him.

Fortunately, this group of people didn't do anything excessive to him, they just put a tube on the back of his hand, which hurt a little.

Everything here is abnormal. These few people who covered half of their faces with square white cloths are probably some cultists. He has to recover quickly and escape from this place.

However, he can't use any skill now, and Yuwu is impossible.Maybe you have to learn from ordinary people, choose a dark and windy night, jump out of the window and escape.

A man in white robes over there is putting a square box on the side of his face, as if he is sending a message: "...wake up, and all signs have returned to normal. Yes, it is a miracle...you are welcome, Mr. Lin , are you coming to visit the patient?"

Lian Fenglou doesn't know what that "Mr. Lin" does, but the cultivator's cultivation is too poor, it's fine if he can't transmit sound to his ears, and he doesn't even have a spiritual pet that only sends letters. Didn't this weird magic weapon reveal itself all of a sudden?

Lian Fenglou's body was very weak, and he fell into a drowsy sleep after a while.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, but there was a warm yellow light in the room, which was not glaring at all, probably a good wax was lit.

Lian Fenglou turned his face to follow the light source, and saw that "very good wax" was placed on the small table beside the bed, covered by the lampshade.There was a man sitting beside the bed, and he recognized it even when it turned into ashes!

Su Linyuan.

Lian Fenglou wanted to call him in surprise, but when the words came to his lips, he forcibly held back.Is this person really Su Linyuan?His disciple is a gentleman, but he would not dress so strangely.

The clothes all over the body are so tight and narrow, it is almost indecent to know that he has a good figure at a glance.

When Lian Fenglou was suspicious, the man who looked a lot like Su Linyuan said happily, "Ah Heng, you finally woke up, do you want some water?"

Who is Ah Heng?Lianfenglou felt a little disappointed.Now he was almost sure that this person was not Su Linyuan at all; how could Su Linyuan not recognize him?

A week later, the man took Lianfenglou away from this strange building.

Lian Fenglou already knew that the strange white room was called a ward, and he lived here because the body was that of a vegetable who had been in a coma for three months—yes, even if Su Linyuan stood in front of him, it was impossible to recognize him Come, because he is now a person named "Gu Heng".

"Ah Heng, you live alone and have no one to take care of you, why don't you go to my house first?" The man helped Lianfenglou to sit in a metal box with wheels, and thoughtfully sealed the door for him.

This man is called Lin Tingtao, not only looks like Su Linyuan, but also acts like him, his shadow is everywhere.

Lian Fenglou nodded: "Okay."

Lin Tingtao didn't say much, and he didn't appear particularly happy. He just started the iron box and drove him away.

Lianfenglou looked at the street scene going backwards outside the window, and thought to himself, although this thing is not as refreshing as Yujian, it saves a lot of effort and is convenient.

For seven days, he is trying to accept a new life beyond recognition.

Lin Tingtao's home is a duplex apartment located in the city center, with an area of ​​160 square meters, more than enough for two people.This is a high-end community, and the surrounding environment is considered very good, but Lianfenglou still frowned uncontrollably.

Can those planted in the garden be called trees?There is no fresh air in this dry place, when will it take to recover?

Lin Tingtao glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and didn't quite understand what he was dissatisfied with. Isn't this place much better than the run-down community he rented?But he still pretended not to see it with a good temper. After all, the original owner of his body was a bit wrong. Since he used someone else's, he naturally wanted to make up for him.

Lin Tingtao settled Gu Heng in the guest bedroom, prepared brand new toiletries and clothes for him, arranged for his aunt to cook lunch for him, and left in a hurry.After he left, Lianfenglou walked around the house curiously, and finally decided to take a bath.

Lian Fenglou gestured at the bathtub for a long time, but didn't attract a drop of water, so he had no choice but to admit in frustration that he still hadn't recovered his skills.

...But, then how is he going to put this thing in the water?

Lian Fenglou struggled in the bathroom for a long time before finally touching the hot water switch inadvertently. cool down.

Fortunately, he has plenty of time now.

Lianfenglou took a bath for more than two hours, during which there were strange noises outside, but he followed his usual indifference and ignored them.

Lin Tingtao was dealing with an urgent dispute when he suddenly received a call from the housekeeping aunt, saying that the house could not knock on the door, and asked him whether to make lunch.Lin Tingtao became a little anxious after hearing this. It is impossible for the patient in their family to run around. How could no one open the door?

Could it be that the patient fainted?

The more Lin Tingtao thought about it, the more anxious he became, he quickly finished his work and rushed home.

As a result, he went home and saw that Gu Heng was wrapped in a bathrobe, sitting cross-legged in a daze, his hair was still wet, dripping water all over the floor.Lin Tingtao breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why don't you open the door for Auntie?"

Lian Fenglou glanced at him blankly: "What door do you open?"

Lin Tingtao looked at him like this, and felt a little strange; everyone said that being in a coma for too long would hurt his body, so this couldn't be...stupid, right?

While pondering, he pointed at the cup on the coffee table with his chin: "I bought it specially for you, scalded it with boiling water, haven't you drank water all morning?"

When Lianfenglou heard him say "water", he felt a little thirsty.He looked around for a week and asked suspiciously, "Where is the water?"

Lin Tingtao felt a chill in his heart. It's over. It seems that the brain has been damaged in this situation, but I don't know if it is temporary or permanent.

From then on, Lin Tingtao paid more and more attention to Gu Henglai.He is a well-known screenwriter in the industry, with a relatively high degree of freedom in his work, and he can often watch people at home when he has nothing to do.But he was not always fine, and worried that something would happen to him when he was not at home, so he had a bad idea - he installed a camera at home.

Because he can see the situation at home anytime, anywhere, Lin Tingtao feels much more at ease when he goes out to work.Once he went out to socialize, and he tossed and tossed until early in the morning. When he got downstairs, he remembered that he hadn't observed Gu Heng's situation for several hours.He suddenly became nervous for no reason, and while waiting for the elevator, he quickly opened the software and found Gu Heng——

Then, Lin Tingtao was stunned.

The elevator doors opened and closed in front of him, but he seemed to disappear.The person on the screen was moving slowly and clumsily, his hands and feet were still weak, and his movements that should have flowed smoothly became strenuous and sluggish, but the embryonic form was still there, and his gestures were clearly his master's swordsmanship.

Lian Fenglou intends to pick up kung fu recently, but who knows that this physical body is too stupid to chop even with a fork.No, it was just a simple flying, and he fell firmly to the ground.

The wooden floor was too hard, and the delicate flesh seemed to be falling apart.

When he was struggling and unable to get up, he suddenly felt a whirlwind passing by, and he was roughly pressed into an embrace.Lian Fenglou was a little dazed, so he heard the person who was hugging him tightly murmur tremblingly: "Master, is that you?"