Villain Whitewashing Guide [Transmigration Book]

Seeing that Gu Zhenlan was determined to hit the south wall, the big red bird had no choice but to shrink back into his lapel sleepily.

Gu Zhenlan looked around.Pervasive resentment is the best food in the marsh of souls. Judging from the amount of food this Lujiazhai can provide, it is probably enough for it to eat and drink for many years.It seems that this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible.Otherwise, this mix, together with its owner, will become stronger at one time, and the more it drags on, the more troublesome it will be.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhenlan couldn't help frowning.It's easy to say, but where is he going to find this person?Although Lujiazhai is not big, it is easy to hide people.Especially when the grievances here are filled with mist, and it is difficult for his spiritual consciousness to reach every corner.If you really want to look for it like this, you will probably be able to collect the corpses of those in the Soul Swamp when he comes back.

Gu Zhenlan sighed, if this method doesn't work, then he can only force the master of Hunmao to show himself.It's a pity that his eyes are smeared now, he doesn't know other people's desires, and he doesn't have other people's excuses, coercion and temptation are completely useless.

Gu Zhenlan was at a loss, so he could only poke the only living thing that could talk to him: "Tell me, if I am here to save the souls of the dead, if the resentment here is gone, is it in a hurry?"

Zhu Niao shook his head: "It's useless. The people in this village have already lost their souls. What do you want to save?"

Gu Zhenlan was thoughtful: "That's true. However, it managed to catch a few monks, and now I ran away with the most delicious one, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Speaking of this big red bird, he didn't get angry: "You also know that it is trapping food, and you also know that it wants monks! This Lujiazhai has a radius of [-] miles, where are there other monks besides Tianji Mountain? I think this monster has spent so much trouble, maybe it just wants to lure you into a trap!"

"There are tens of thousands of monks in the world who are easier to deal with than me, and his ambition is quite lofty." Gu Zhenlan gently combed the fine fluff on the top of Vermilion Bird's head: "Okay, didn't you and I spend the day of our practice with each other?" How can the sky save your life? You are a crooked bird, don’t imitate those decent people, you can speak quickly.”

The big red bird knew that it would not be able to convince Gu Zhenlan no matter what, so it could only get back into his skirt in a dejected manner.It sighed old-fashionedly, and said: "You mock others every day, but I think you've learned very quickly that 'knowing that you can't do it'.

Gu Zhenlan smiled: "It also depends on who it is for."

Gu Zhenlan remembered that when he was still Gu Heng, he was afraid of the trouble of cooking and not enough rent every day, but he was not afraid of his senior brother who called the wind and rain in the circle; it was because of his script that he kissed his son.But now, he has suddenly transformed into a powerful man who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, so he is afraid of hard training and air leakage in the attic.But he is not afraid of this monster that is said to be so evil that no one has ever seen before, and he is not afraid of giving those who need his protection a glimmer of hope to survive in times of real crisis.

There was a stone in the courtyard of the Lujiazhai ancestral hall, the surface was polished clean and smooth, Gu Zhenlan sat there carelessly, and asked Zhu Niao in his arms, "I said, you probably have to use a lot of hair to grow such a body." for how long?"

Zhu Niao looked at him vigilantly: "The feathers of our birds are replaced once a year, what do you want to do?"

Gu Zhenlan smiled mysteriously: "It's nothing, this place is too cold, let's light a fire to keep warm."

The whole village was covered in mist, and the water vapor around the soul swamp was even heavier. Zhu Niao asked suspiciously: "What kind of fire is lit? I'm afraid even the old dry firewood has been wet into the cracks in the wood here. You can't light a fire to keep warm. Can smoke and choke."

Gu Zhenlan didn't speak, but took advantage of the vermilion bird's chattering and plucked a hair from its body.He twisted his fingers, and the bird feather flew straight to the sky above the marsh of souls, burning it.Then the big red bird cried out in pain: "What are you doing!"

Gu Zhenlan blinked: "Who said I'm going to burn wood? Look at this overwhelming resentment, isn't it a perfect match with your Samadhi True Fire?"

The big red bird seemed to want to smear the word "perfect match" on his face, and howled angrily: "This Hunmao is full of wings, do you think you can beat him by burning out the grievances in this village? Otherwise, I would have burned down the granary in Tianji Mountain and starved you to death! Besides, even if you stripped me off, the three-foot-thick resentment in this village would not be exhausted—my third brother Suzaku who has ascended , more or less."

Gu Zhenlan glanced at it contemptuously, and said leisurely: "Although your brain is only as big as a grain of rice, it's not bad after all. Can you use it occasionally when you talk and do things? Don't I see that your bird feathers are useless?"

The Vermilion Bird, whose IQ was severely ridiculed, dared not speak out, it muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if you can see that my hair is not enough, I only know that you have been trying to pluck your bald hair in different ways for so many years. I!"

Gu Zhenlan ignored it, and approached the edge of the swamp on his own, plucking the feathers of the big red bird one by one—but did not move its only remaining human tail feather.While fluttering his wings up and down, the bird master shouted in horror: "Why are you so close to that swamp of souls? Do you want to fall down again?"

Gu Zhenlan straightened up when he heard the words: "Can you wish me a treat? I just want this soul marsh to intuitively feel the feeling of being destroyed by others. Didn't you say that thing is very protective of food? If I burn it for a while longer, maybe he will lose his composure and come to see me."

However, what neither of them expected was that Hunmao and his master were particularly impatient.Just when Gu Zhenlan finished burning the three hairs leisurely and just lit the fourth one, a dark wind suddenly blew up around him, and the crazily steaming water vapor in the soul swamp extinguished Zhu Niao's Samadhi True Fire.

The big red bird, which was still flaunting its power just now, met its natural enemy for the first time, let out a very spineless cry, and precisely slipped back into Gu Zhenlan's arms.Gu Zhenlan pulled out the master sword two fingers wide with one hand, and the other hand hung down in the wide sleeve of the robe, forming a very complicated handprint.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and even the surface of the swamp, which was so viscous and hard, seemed to have a slight fluctuation.The cloak on Gu Zhenlan's body was fluttering in the wind, like a flag; there seemed to be an inherent coldness in the bones, and it was slowly coming out.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Gu Zhenlan sneered.Seeing this person hiding his head and showing his tail, not daring to show his face, he put down his heart instead.He slowly released a little spiritual consciousness, and slowly probed out towards the surroundings.His spiritual consciousness spread out calmly, as smoothly as a pool of stagnant water.It didn't shake a little until it reached the bushes next to the courtyard wall.

Gu Zhenlan looked sideways slightly calmly, only the hand holding the hilt of the sword added another three points of strength.He immediately turned around, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, and the sword energy arrived in an instant.Without giving the other party any room to breathe, the palm print of his other hand has already arrived.

Gu Zhenlan did his best to attack this time.He was covered with thick true energy, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, he smashed it all at once.

Facing a strong enemy, this may be his only chance.

The bushes, which are accustomed to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, scrambled to sink into the ground, and the walls of the ancestral hall couldn't support it in an instant, and turned into dust.An invisible solid barrier shattered in response.But to Gu Zhenlan's surprise, what slowly appeared from behind was only a thin and small woman.

"Demon cultivator?" Gu Zhenlan frowned.This girl's ordinary and ordinary cultivation was invisible in his eyes, and Gu Zhenlan felt that she was not the master of the marsh of souls, but rather its food.