Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Jiang Chen turned into a snake.

A slightly intelligent but uncivilized snake.

In Jiang Chen's eyes, reincarnation as a snake undoubtedly means swallowing living creatures, consuming their hair and drinking their blood.

When he unexpectedly thought of this, his mysophobia suddenly became serious. Later I felt that the human form was more suitable for humans. He decisively decided to freeze in place and became motionless.

The mountains and fields are full of spiritual energy. Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the days of eating grass are finally over.

By the time you reach the human form, you will have passed the state of Bigu, and you no longer have to worry about food.

Wandering around in his last life, he saw too many living and dead people, and he had no urgent desire to see the same kind of people for the time being. Being alone here, apart from being a little dull, it is really peaceful. Jiang Chen was quite satisfied with this life without relatives, friends or old enemies.

The lush mountain forest is always very quiet. As soon as you enter the wooden house built here, looking at the appearance of the owner, he seems to want to live here for a long time.

This house only has three rooms, but its shape and structure, including the cloister and false windows, are very exquisite and the structure is precise, which cannot be built by ordinary craftsmen. Even if a farmer who is not familiar with architectural sculpture comes, he will find it difficult to say anything bad.

There is a huge ancient tree planted in the courtyard, with lush branches and leaves, and it looks like a sycamore. There is a patch of Clivia in full bloom in the surrounding flower beds, and a mountain spring is drawn from a distant stream to form a pool.

Entering the inner room, there is an octagonal carved moon table and a small tea set carved from white jade. There are several landscape and ink paintings on the wall. The brush strokes are natural and romantic, and the freehand blank spaces are interesting. Although there is no nomination, it is obviously everyone's work.

The young man holding the kettle and watering the flowers and plants with his wide sleeves closed has a handsome appearance, and his eyebrows are as smooth as the spring in the mountains. He was wearing white clothes, with a faint black dragon shape on his sleeve. When he looked closely, the dragon shadow suddenly disappeared.

There was no sign of serious illness on this face, and he finally looked like a healthy and normal person. The only thing about the demon body that allowed Jiang Chen to be casual was his appearance. If it is intentional, it will naturally grow according to the mind when transforming. It's just that this face, under the impact of various memories, has been hidden for too long and repeated too much. When he saw it, he felt strange.

Who would have thought that taking unfamiliar faces for granted would eventually turn his original appearance into something strange.

As for this dragon...

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and saw that the dragon shadow beside his sleeve had completely disappeared.

When he lowered his head, his long hair fell loose due to the unrestrained nature. When the breeze passed by, the tips of his hair were lifted up and reflected in the sunlight, covering up the gloom and reflecting a splendid scene, making people feel as if they were meeting an immortal from the Nine Heavens.

Immortal? To some people, the distinction between immortals and demons is not as important as the distinction between humans and ghosts.

He was always like this, quietly watching the sun set and rise again.

In the center of the courtyard, a human face appeared on the bark of an ancient tree that only seven or eight people could surround. "Well...since you have to water it, why don't you take me with you..."

Jiang Chen paused, looked at the clear pool in front of him, and said calmly, "You have been practicing for a long time, and your roots have already covered the ground. Why do you need help from others when you need water?"

The tree spirit said aggrievedly, "You favor one over the other!" Water the orchids, water the bamboos, but not the sycamore trees. Do you look down on trees? Your house and your table are all made of my hair...

Jiang Chen took the kettle, came over, leaned over and poured water on it. "Now that I am here, how could you survive without me before? Relying on others is not the best way to live."

"Thank you very much." The tree spirit said, "Little White Snake is still young and probably doesn't know much about how many things in the forest are interdependent. Everything in the world is connected. The creatures in the forest help each other and no one can survive alone. "

And... isn't there a hard-working man here?

"..." Jiang Chen turned around, "Maybe."

Shu Ling saw him sitting in the courtyard and was envious, "Everyone has a spirit with seven orifices, and the fruits of practice are much faster than us."

"Cultivation requires meditation. If you are too eager, you will easily fall into the devil." He paused and suddenly said, "If what you want is not the immortal way, you might as well give it a try."

He said it as if he knew the method of cultivating demons very well.

The tree spirit glanced at it, but could not connect the devil from him at all. He just thought it was a casual remark and replied, "...Cultivation of all things is naturally to transform people into immortals. You little guy, you are stirring up trees and falling down. Don’t worry about the consequences.”

"I see that you have been practicing for ten years, and I don't know what you have accomplished."

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, and there was a meaning in his words that ordinary people could not understand, "It has no reputation. It just took off its skin and took on a different appearance."

"Among all things, mortals are weaker than the demon clan, but they are deeply favored by heaven and earth. Even demons often have to turn into human form in order to seek enlightenment. Now that the little white snake has also turned into human form, I will have nothing to talk to when I leave. I think I have been rooted here for three hundred years, and I only have spiritual knowledge. There is no spiritual wisdom among the people within a hundred miles."

"It's always there."

"From the time you were born to today, you are only over 20 years old. How can you understand the boredom of being alone." Talking about the time, the tree spirit finally seemed to come to his senses and said doubtfully, "Among the demon clan, the snake clan practices, It is indeed faster than other elves, but your speed is too fast..."

Jiang Chen didn't even raise his eyelids, "You are talented."

The tree spirit was suddenly confused, but still vaguely heard that it was a boast. But looking at the serious and indifferent look on the young man's face in white, it didn't look like he was joking, and he had some doubts about what he meant.

Having been with this snake for a year, he doesn't seem like a boastful person.

"Talented and intelligent...?" The tree spirit pondered for a moment. Maybe it was just an illusion.

"I had no intention of leaving."

The tree spirit was stunned, "But all the monsters who cultivated themselves into spirits in the past have left."

"Why do others leave, I will leave."

"but……"

"I won't leave."

"That's fine," the tree spirit said. Although you can learn a lot about the ignorance of monsters in the outside world, it is also very dangerous. The gods in the sky don't like demons approaching humans. If anything happens, they will be considered to be demons who intentionally harm people and will be killed on the spot. "Do you have anyone's name?"

When he asked this question, he seemed to see the figure sitting opposite him stiffen. The young man turned his head and asked calmly, "Why did you suddenly ask for your name?"

The tree spirit said, "I heard from the monsters who came back before that everyone has a name. The noble gods will have many names. Monsters in the human world will also have names, right?"

Jiang Chen replied calmly, "This is a mountain forest, not the human world."

"...But I think it's a bit strange to keep calling you Little White Snake. There are too many Little White Snakes in the mountains and forests."

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, "Jiang Chen."

"Oh...Jiang Chen." He thought for a while, "Jiang Chen, I don't have a name. Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, can you give me a name too?"

For the first time, Jiang Chen saw expectations from the bark of a tree, and he seemed to be unwilling to give up the answer. He thought for a moment, "...Tong Liyan."

"In the human world, there is someone with the surname Tong? Even though it is named after my clan, it doesn't look like a human name..."

He chose the word the dryad was most likely to understand, "Rejuvenation."

"Li means departure, Yan means sunset."

"That's it, Tong Liyan. Good name, good name. It seems that Jiang Chen knows a lot about our clan, Tongmu Xiyang."

Jiang Chen curled his lips and smiled, and asked, "Does Li Yan know what the pure Yang Qin is in the human world?"

"..." Li Yan's tree shape shook. I seem to have heard that Qin is used to chop wood?

"The pure Yang Qin goes against the principles of Yin and Yang, heaven and earth, and the surface and bottom of the Qin are made of Yang wood. The Yang wood used for Qin is usually Paulownia."

Li Yan always felt that Jiang Chen seemed to have glanced at his branches when he spoke.

So... how much do you need to cut?

This cabin is still made of it. What if the piano is huge...

Li Yan shook his head decisively, threw the question out of his mind, and changed the subject, "Does Jiang Chen's name have any meaning?"

"It makes no sense."

"..." Li Yan still didn't understand what he meant.

The next day, I saw him sitting in the courtyard, with his fingertips sliding, the excess wood was chipped away by the strong wind, and he lowered his head to carve and carve pictures on the wood.

The prototype of Yaoqin appeared.

Seeing the piece of wood with a familiar texture that seemed to have been split by thunder and fire, Li Yan suddenly realized something and said painfully, "You... pulled out my hair late last night? I haven't agreed this time."

Jiang Chen didn't even raise his eyelids, "The forest trees will grow taller and straighter if they are properly pruned."

"? But seriously?"

"Seriously." Jiang Chen's fingertips didn't stop, and he could still nod his head to talk to him. There is nothing wrong with what he said. Miscellaneous branches should be cut.

Someone who knows a lot about gardening might point to a few large branches at the top of the tree and ask, are these considered miscellaneous branches?

It was Li Yan who had a look of surprise on his face, and he was a little confused, "But... I'm bald..."

After Jiang Chen finished cutting the last bit of wood, he finally looked up at Li Yan's dense canopy, estimated the proportions, and said calmly, "Isn't there still half of it left?"

"...You only left the north side."

"In this case, I will let it grow before you turn into a human."

"You promised."

"Yes. I agreed."

When the sound of the piano first sounded, Li Yan felt that it no longer mattered whether his hair would grow or not. Li Yan grew up in a deserted mountain forest and did not understand music. However, the sound of this piano was so clear that it soothed people's hearts.

If Jiang Chen stayed here to play the piano, Li Yan would not care if he shaved his head.

Just when Li Yan had this thought, the thing he least expected happened.

Creatures such as rabbits, squirrels and wolves in the forest often come to listen to the music. Well, although the person playing is actually a snake...

They come here often, but most of them are ignorant creatures with little intelligence. If it weren't for Jiang Chen's habit of being a vegetarian, the tree spirit would have thought that the snake wanted to change its taste and used the sound of the piano to trick the ingredients into the pot.

I originally thought that when the day was going to be so peaceful and joyful, a bear spirit ran over.

As a result, the next hundred years after Li Yan were spent grudge against Xiong Zhi.

It’s not that this bear is murderous or rude. In fact, after the music stopped, he introduced himself very politely. If it weren’t for his rough and black face, it would easily remind people of a rotten scholar in the human world. and so on.

When they met for the first time, he introduced himself like this, "Waiter Xiong, two hundred miles southwest of the Black Wind Mountain Trail. I was sitting quietly in my mansion a few days ago, and I heard some fairy music. I thought it was the sound of nature. The fairy has a good hand and knows the heart, and the music is more exquisite than that of Shi Kuangbo." Teeth. Floating and misty, as heavy as the crashing waves on the shore, and as clear as the white snow floating on the waves. I am lucky enough to hear it in my lifetime."

After he finished speaking, he bowed his hands. Before everything was settled, I was lifted up by the breeze brought by Jiang Chen's piano music, and heard his first words after meeting, "You just said, where are you from?"

Xiong Yan: It seems that this immortal is a humble and prudent person. He praised him so much that the Immortal didn't care. Instead, he was very concerned about the identity of the visitor.

Fortunately, fortunately, his resume was clean. He had never killed anyone, robbed anyone, or set fire to anyone. As for occupying the mountain as the king, it was nothing, and he was a very loyal person.

How did he know? His subordinates praised him so much.

Xiong Bin felt that he was very proud of his history. He had only settled in Black Wind Mountain for half a year, but he had already taken in small monsters within a hundred miles and spread the reputation of Black Wind Mountain. After that, he not only made friends with several Taoist friends around, but also had a good relationship with Elder Jin Chi of Guanyin Zen Temple in the mountain.

I think around Black Wind Mountain, who would not be convinced by mentioning him, King Xiong Bin.

Therefore, the immortal should not mind his rash visit, right?

"Black Wind Mountain, Black Wind Cave." He cleared his throat and repeated it solemnly with pride.

The author has something to say: After thinking about it, it's too abrupt to suddenly appear in the world, so a Journey to the West chapter can be regarded as a transition chapter to the present world

A snake that was killed by the Monkey King with a stick before it had time to do anything

The daily life of Baldhead is probably like this

Li Yan: Obviously the south is facing the sun, and it grows better.

Jiang Chen: It is the south facing the sun, and it grows better.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [mines]: Gu Lin, Feng Tai Da 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Wu Shi Wu Fei, Bu Xiang Le Bei, Bai Chen Shang 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!