It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The first thing Wen Ai wakes up in the morning is to call the system. He shouted three times without getting a response, and then slowly opened his eyes and got out of bed to wash. It was not until breakfast that the system that had been lost all night finally returned.

Wen Ai: "A bucket? Are you okay?"

System sound tired: "Not good."

Wen Ai hesitated: "Aren't you infected with a virus? Or are you getting a terminal illness in the programming world?"

System: "We were attacked from outside."

Wen Ai: "You?"

System: "Want to know?"

Wen Ai said without hesitation: "Yes!"

The system becomes small in a second: "Please, please!"

Wen Ai said sincerely: "Please!"

"Yeah, you're kind of—" The system paused, and the tone suddenly dropped, "Just tell you if you tell me. If there is one more problem, I'm probably going to crash. Just come to my last words in advance."

Wen Ai: "..."

System: "Do you know who created these worlds? The Goddess Best, she maintains the operation of the world, and she also made the rules to provide energy for all systems. Yesterday I first lost the energy supply, and then the program began to be disordered inexplicably , And then a strange energy knocked me out."

The system said painfully, "Best must have been attacked, and most of them were injured."

Wen Ai: "You seem to like her very much?"

System: "No, but if the **** falls, I am definitely gone."

Wen Ai: "Then what will happen to me..."

System: "What do you think, when these worlds no longer exist, you can still jump on your own? Where are you going to jump?"

For some reason, Wen Ai was not afraid at all in his subconscious mind, and he still thought to tease: "So I went to Guimenguan to sleepwalk last night."

The system sighed: "When you slept like a pig, the data of all the worlds fluctuated and almost got out of control. Any tiny data could cause plot deviation and even lead to the death of characters. Do you know how serious this is! Fortunately, for the time being I didn't notice this."

Wen Ai was stunned: "So how serious is the plot collapse?"

System: "It takes energy to keep the world running. Opening the world for the tasker by Best is equivalent to an investment. If the mission is completed, Best can earn energy with profit. If the plot collapses, she will lose everything."

Wen Ai was embarrassed: "I made Boss Bei lose three times..."

System: "Long dim sum bar wage earners, the rules have become stricter, and if you fail, the punishment will increase."

Wen Aisi and the already crooked line of feelings suddenly felt a little unsure and fell silent.

The Zhu’s harvest last year was good, and Zhu’s father had some money in his hands. This year he plans to raise loach in the rice fields and respond to the village committee’s call to follow the path of scientific prosperity. Father Zhu took the money and took a ride when Liu Fucai went to the town to purchase goods. He bought three sacks of loach seedlings. When he returned, he fell asleep in the car and somehow fell off the convertible small three-wheeler. Liu Fucai drove to the stockade to find that the people behind him were missing, and the goods were too late to unload, so he immediately turned around and looked for it.

When Father Zhu was brought back, there were bruises all over his body. Liu Fucai was driving wild in a small three-wheel drive. Father Zhu fell off and rolled on the uneven gravel road for a while. Fortunately, he did not hurt his bones, but he still had to raise him. Seventeen or eight days.

Father Zhu has retired to the second line, and all farm work in the field was provoked by Qin Ge. Qin Ge was grateful for the issue of the "Hug Permit" granted to him by Father Zhu. He had no complaints at all. He happily carried it after breakfast every day. Go out with a hoe.

"Dad." Wen Ai walked in with a bowl of black medicinal soup, "I've taken the medicine, Mom just made it."

"Hey, good." Father Zhu sat up from the bed with difficulty, and drank the medicine "grumblingly". Wen Ai took the empty bowl and got ready to leave. Father Zhu called him: "Come back and chat with me. I lay in the house all day and suffocated."

Wen Ai turned back and sat on the side of the bed: "Why don't I wait for me to bring Heizi up?"

"Forget it." Father Zhu waved his hand. "That fellow drills everywhere and is so dirty that he can't let him enter the house."

"Okay." Wen Ai smiled obediently, "Then I will accompany you to relieve the boredom."

Father Zhu has been in the mountains all his life, and he has little knowledge of cultural knowledge, but there are many strange things in his stomach, so he opens his mouth, and the two of them talked about Miao Gu.

"Gu is a poisonous insect?" Wen Ai looked curious, "have you raised it?"

"Do you think Gu is so easy to raise?" Father Zhu said, "Gu master only understands the tricks inside. Normal people die as soon as they raise them. Your eldest sister used to catch a centipede and scorpion and put a urn, but the next day it all died into pieces. Then I used it to soak in wine."

Wen Ai was amused for a long time.

"Gu said it was healing and saving people, but in fact it used the most sinister method. The dead were fed Gu, and standing up was just a puppet, which was very evil." Father Zhu stared at the foot of the bed and recalled, "However, I heard that there was a Gu master in the water village. The dead person who was rescued could talk and jump, just like a living person, and he didn't even get sick. Everyone called him a Gu God."

Father Zhu sneered: "If you want me to say it must be dead, who is not sick?"

Wen Ai was very interested in this kind of Miao village trickery, and asked, "Is that Gu Master still still?"

Father Zhu shook his head: "The people who lived more than a hundred years ago are long gone, and there is not even a descendant left behind."

Wen Ai: "He doesn't accept apprentices?"

"I don't know this." Father Zhu guessed, "I guess no one wants to learn it. He hides in a dark room all the time and deals with poisonous insects. It takes a lot of effort to raise a gu. It's better to plant crops honestly."

Wen Ai wanted to continue listening to the story, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps outside.

"I have eaten Lao Zhu." Mother Zhu put the food plate on the bed, turned around and raised her chin towards Wen Ai, "Son, go down to eat too, and the dishes are on the table."

Wen Ai: "What about Vigorously?"

Mother Zhu: "I left the food, I'll send it to him later."

Wen Ai: "You rest, I'll send it off."

Before Mother Zhu could answer, Wen Ai ran downstairs. A flat-bottomed basket was placed on the kitchen stove. There were a few dishes and a small bowl of rice. Wen Ai quietly touched the dining table in the hall. , Sister Zhu made a silent gesture, and added vegetables and rice to the basket. When she picked it up again, it weighed a lot.

Mother Zhu came down from the second floor: "What are you doing?"

"Add some food." Wen Ai hurried out carrying the basket, "Don't wait for me, I will eat in the field."

"It's up to you." Mother Zhu picked up the chopsticks to prepare to eat, glanced at the table, and immediately stood up and chased to the gate of the yard and shouted: "You will come back for me! Two people want to eat so much! Is he a pig or you? Pig?!"

Wen Ai ran out of sight.

Loach loves to make holes. When raising loach in the rice field, plastic film must be put on the surrounding area to prevent these slippery things from escaping. The terraced fields are all small pieces, and the transformation is a lot of work, and the fry must be planted in the few days after the seedlings are transplanted. Qin Ge can only work overtime and stay in the fields all day.

The June sun is not at all polite, and the sun makes people's backs ablaze at noon. After encircling a field, Qin Ge was so hot and sweaty that he stood up straight and took off the big straw hat and fan. The villagers in the neighboring fields chatted with him, half-joking half-seriously: "Dahli, or you come to my house, my house doesn't have so much work, enough food!"

Qin Ge said without hesitation: "No."

Villager: "Why? I heard that Mrs. Zhu's family deducted your food. What can you do to their family?"

Qin Ge said solemnly: "They have sweetness in their home, but not in yours."

The villagers laughed dumbly and wanted to dig the foot of the wall again, so the owner of the wall came with a basket.

"Sweet!" Qin Ge yelled in surprise, and rushed to hug Wen Ai, "Why are you here, I miss you so much!"

"Get up, you are embarrassed to be sweaty." Wen Ai pushed him away, raised the basket and shook, "Find a place, let's eat."

Qin Ge happily pulled him to the side of a big rock: "Here it!"

Wen Ai put the basket up, pinched the corners of Qin Ge's clothes with his index fingers and thumbs, and immediately squeezed out a few drops of water and dropped them on the ground: "It's all soaked, isn't it uncomfortable to wear? Take it off."

Qin Ge hesitated holding the corner of his clothes, "But you said you can't take off your clothes."

Wen Ai tapped his head with chopsticks: "I mean you can't be in front of the third sister. You can take it off when she is away."

"Oh!" Qin Ge raised his hand, took off his jacket and threw it aside, "I wanted to take it off a long time ago, I'm almost cooked."

Wen Ai couldn't look away.

Qin Ge's bronze-colored body is covered with sweat, and under his strong chest, the muscles outline two **** mermaid lines on his waist and abdomen, showing the strong physique of a man all the time.

Wen Ai froze in place, and the strong hormonal breath rushed toward him as the wind blew.

"Tiantian?" Qin Ge shook his hand before his eyes, "Tiantian, can you hear me?"

"Huh?" Wen Ai regained his senses, facing Qin Ge's pure and clear eyes, his heart was guilty, "what, what?"

Qin Ge rubbed his stomach: "Can I eat, I'm so hungry."

Wen Ai: "Oh, eat."

Qin Ge Dama took a seat on the rock with a sword, and patted his thigh: "Sit sweetly."

Wen Ai's eyes widened: "Why should I sit there!"

As he said, he walked quickly to the other side of the stone, Qin Ge grabbed his wrist and dragged him to his leg: "There are insects here, don’t touch the ground with your feet, the insects won’t be able to bite you. ."

"Wrong theory!" Wen Ai tried to struggle, Qin Ge slammed into his arms bluntly, his entire face was stuck to his solid and plump chest muscles, and the smell of salty and wet sweat was everywhere in his breath, not unpleasant. , But very tempting.

Qin Ge felt that Wen Ai had become obedient, and helped him adjust his position like playing with a rag doll. Then he raised his face and said in surprise: "Tiantian, your face is so red, did it hurt just now!"

Wen Ai stayed away and looked at the green sprouts everywhere purifying his eyes.

Qin Ge grabbed his shoulder and shook him: "What's the matter?"

Wen Ai turned his head and said seriously: "Don't take off your clothes if you are fine in the future."

Qin Ge nodded blankly.

Qin Ge was busy for four or five days, and finally came to rest after putting the loach seedlings into the field. Wen Ai took him to the entrance of the elementary school and "ran into" Teacher Ding, and wanted to invite someone to eat at home, but unfortunately, Teacher Ding To visit her home, Wen Ai seized every opportunity and offered to send her there.

It rained heavily last night and the steep soil **** was slippery and difficult to walk. Wen Ai pushed Qin Ge: "You go the first one and take Teacher Ding up."

Qin Ge refused: "Then what do you do?"

Wen Ai: "I am used to walking, can I still fall?"

Qin Ge still stayed on the spot, Wen Ai glared at him with wide eyes, and then he reluctantly walked forward.

Ding Yitong didn't refuse. The road was too difficult to walk. There were basically no stones, and it was all mud. The foot had to slide down as soon as it stepped on it.

Wen Ai landed at the last one and shouted at Qin Ge: "You lead Teacher Ren Ding, I will beat you when I fall!"

Qin Ge mumbled a few words unhappily, grabbed Ding Yitong's arm and climbed up, taking a look at Wen Ai from time to time.

This steep **** was not long. After climbing to the flat ground, Qin Ge immediately let go of Ding Yitong’s hand. Ding Yitong still had one foot on the mud slope. He was caught off guard and lost his tension. He leaned his arm straight back. Before he could see what was going on, he was hit by an oncoming arm. Before he could scream, he rolled all the way to the bottom of the slope.

Qin Ge was so frightened that Liushen Wuzhu pushed Ding Yitong, who was still there with his arms, pushed onto the ground and rushed down quickly.

Wen Ai was covered in mud, and there were several wounds on his limbs that were leaking blood. This was still visible, and it was hard to estimate how many wounds there were.

"Sweet." Qin Ge didn't dare to touch him at all, tears pattered on him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, do you hurt..."

"Of course... it hurts..." Wen Ai raised his hand with difficulty, spit out a few grasses from his mouth, "Don't just cry..."

"Strongly!" Ding Yitong yelled as he tried to climb down, "Send my thoughts to the clinic, go!"

"Yes, yes, health room!" Qin Ge carefully picked up Wen Ai and ran at the fastest speed. Wen Ai always felt that he would fly to the sky in the next second.

Fortunately, Wen Ai was not knocked into the internal organs, and his body was covered with flesh wounds.

After returning home from the infirmary, Zhu's mother rubbed her body and applied medicine to Wen Ai, and when he fell asleep, she took Qin Ge to the yard and gave him a beating. Qin Ge came down without saying a word.

In the middle of the night, Qin Ge, who was kneeling in the yard, suddenly opened his eyes, shook his figure, and appeared in the Wen Ai room. He held Wen Ai's hand, and the golden light flowed into Wen Ai's body along his arm, but after only a few seconds, the golden light became lighter and weaker, and finally, the room returned to darkness.

"Tsk, it's not enough." Qin Ge frowned, leaned over and touched Wen Ai's face, "Sorry, let you be harmed by a fool."

Qin Ge sat in meditation for a moment, and a faint golden light gathered again in his palm. In the blink of an eye, he came to a mountain spring pool, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.