Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 74

2022-01-25

Chapter 74 Mo Xuan's Memories

Mo Jiu opened his eyes leisurely, with some confusion when he woke up, and then The visible speed of naked eyes immediately turned into a cold color, and he wondered: "How could I suddenly fall asleep?"

'Host, you are finally awake! 'The system is happy.

Mo Jiu's expression changed dramatically at the sudden voice in his mind, and he was about to shout coldly: "You are."

The next moment, he was stunned, He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no alienation and noble coldness in those eyes.

"His——" Mo Jiu sucked in a breath of cold air, while raising his slender hand to press on his temples to relieve the pain in his brain, he gasped slightly and said, "I slept a lot. For a long time?"

The system said obediently: '12 hours, 24 minutes and 31 seconds. '

Mo Jiu: "."

It doesn't have to be so precise.

"It's just that it only took such a short time this time, so I recovered?" Mo Jiu was a little surprised.

In the past, after he received the memory, he would be in a coma for at least a whole day.

This time will increase with the age of the original owner.

Like the last world, 'Lin Mojiu' eighteen years of memory, he was in a coma for a day and a half.

The age of 'Mo Xuan' in this world is one hundred and forty years old. It is not too much for him to be in a coma for a month.

And, he doesn't seem to suffer as much in the process as he used to.

“Luck.” Mo Jiu muttered to himself.

The only difference between this world and the previous worlds is that he has a luck.

apart from this , he couldn't think of any other reason.

A piece of luck has such a significant effect and effect, so he has to find a way to get more luck.

Mo Jiu is determined to find a way to get luck in this world.

Immediately, he finally began to check the memory of the original owner.

The original owner is Mo Xuan, who has never seen his father and mother since I can remember, but followed a middle-aged man and was brought up by him little by little.

Until he reached the right age, the man told Mo Xuan about his life after careful consideration.

Parents.

This word has no impression or weight on Mo Xuan, who has never experienced the care and warmth of his parents. Even when he heard men say that they died when he was very young, he There was no fluctuation in his heart.

For Mo Xuan, only men are the most important people to him. Other people and things are no different from a stone, a grass, or a flower on the side of the road.

It was enough for him to have a man by his side.

But a man is just a mortal man, and after living in his sixties, he will eventually die.

Before leaving, the man's old, dry hand was still holding Mo Xuan's, and he told him with a smile that he was going to die, and that he would live a good life in the future.

Mo Xuan still didn't have much response to this.

When he thinks about it, 'dead' is no different from 'sleeping', and the man will wake up again on the second day.

But on the second day, no matter how much Mo Xuan called and pushed the man, the man didn't open his eyes, he finally panicked.

He was crying, crying, calling the man over and over again, but he couldn't wake him up.

At this moment, Mo Xuan seemed to understand some of the meaning of 'death', but he still naively believed that it was possible for a man to come back to life.

However, bringing the dead back to life is the only means available to immortal.

What's more, the man has been dead for nearly a day, even immortal can't do anything about it.

But Mo Xuan believed in this possibility like a little child. After every meal, he would come to the man's room, stand beside his bed, and watch with wide eyes. He, looking forward to the man to wake up.

In this way, three days, five days, seven days. Time passed day by day, until the man's body became rotting and smelly, and even Mo Xuan could no longer get close to him.

Mo Xuan finally understood the meaning of 'death'.

He slapped the mosquitoes and flies on his face with a blank expression, then turned and left the room, closing the door.

From then on, he didn't take a step closer to the room.

No one in the village knew anything about the man's death.

After all, as early as a few years ago, men didn't go out very much, and all the tasks were handed over to Mo Xuan, and his appearance seemed very normal, there was nothing strange about it.

A year passed like this, and suddenly one day, a woman in a white robe happened to meet Mo Xuan, who was going out to buy things, and saw that he was different from the country scoundrel. His appearance was immediately astounding, and then he subconsciously probed with his senses and found that he actually had the innate talent of cultivation, so he thought of accepting his apprentices.

So the woman descended, floating like Heavenly Immortal.

Mo Xuandu stared wide-eyed in shock.

The woman asked him if he would like to be her teacher.

Mo Xuan only asked one question, could he not die if he worshipped her as his teacher?

The woman smiled and answered him naturally.

So, Mo Xuan left with the woman and became her Disciple.

Mo Xuan's cultivation talent is not low. Even if he has wasted more than ten years in vain, his cultivation speed is far superior to other women's Disciples, and his cultivation base will soon surpass them.

The woman was very shocked, and began to teach Mo Xuan seriously, the initial plain instructions turned into a warm concern.

A few years have passed, and the only important person in Mo Xuan's heart has long been a woman.

The heart that had been calm for a long time also became slightly restless.

But he still didn't fully understand what kind of emotions he would have when he saw a woman, and the woman failed to survive the calamity

Divine Soul was destroyed.

Mo Xuan's heart, which had just been restless, quickly calmed down again, like a pool of stagnant water, and there would be no more ripples.

Liar.

He stood in front of the woman's tomb and spit out these two words.

Cultivation cannot live forever. Even if a woman succeeds in realm breakthrough this time, she will only enhance the life essence of hundreds of years.

The two most important people in life all died, Mo Xuan understood the meaning of 'death' more and more, and from that day on, he began to move towards 'eternal life'.

He is still in cultivation, besides that, he also learned to pill concocting.

He wants to make an immortality medicine pill.

To this end, he searched for dozens of Pill Recipes for hundreds of years.

Whether it is true or false, he will make it according to the Pill Recipe, and then eat it himself.

As a result, it has naturally failed countless times.

His silver hair was not born, but was caused by toxins accumulated while trying various medicines.

It is a three-part drug, and medicine pill is no exception.

The skin will be so white, which is also the reason for the medicine pill.

Until a year ago, Mo Xuan found a new Pill Recipe.

He has already prepared other materials, only some very precious main materials are missing.

One of them is the flesh and blood of a cultivation person. The higher the cultivation base, the better.

Mo Jiu finished his memory and raised his silver cold eyebrows.

So, all he has to do is capture the daughter of luck of this world and pill concocting?

(end of this chapter)