The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

Chapter 201 1 Merit Points

Seeing that the truth was about to be revealed, Rong Jin was also afraid that the little guy Sanshiwu would turn around and sell him out, so that night, he pestered Yan Muhuai, and the two had an in-depth communication in the physical sense on the bed.

It was midnight when Yan Muhuai, who had been filming all day, could no longer hold on and fell asleep. Rong Jin then summoned the formation, took Yan Muhuai's hand out from under the quilt, and pressed it on his hand.

There was a flash of light, the formation disappeared, and a contract was created.

Yan Muhuai, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something and moved in Rong Jin's arms.

Rong Jin was afraid that he would wake up at this time, so he quickly hugged him and said, "Master, go to sleep."

He raised his hand to turn off the light, then held Yan Muhuai in his arms, and endured the suppressive force of the contract without moving.

The next morning, Yan Muhuai woke up to the sound of thirty-five ghosts howling and screaming.

"Host, please wake up. Something big has happened. A huge thing!" Thirty-five was outside the door. It had a hundred ways to get in, but it didn't dare.

Ming Fei was still whispering beside it, "Are you tired of living? Aren't you afraid that your boss will throw you into the meat grinder and destroy you?"

"I have something urgent to discuss with the host." Thirty-five said as he knocked on the door with his short hands, but the knock was far less penetrating than his voice.

Yan Muhuai propped himself up with some back pain and wanted to push Rong Jin to ask him to open the door. However, before his hand touched Rong Jin, he was bounced back by a murderous aura.

"Rong Jin?" Yan Muhuai didn't care about the discomfort in his body. Despite the repulsion of the evil spirit, he forced his fingers on Rong Jin's pulse.

Rong Jin was lying flat, breathing, with a weak pulse, and no evil spirit was leaking out.

But his body is full of evil spirit, and that evil spirit will indiscriminately attack anyone who approaches Rong Jin.

The moment Yan Muhuai withdrew his hand, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

In just a short time of taking Rong Jin's pulse, his internal organs were injured by the invisible evil spirit.

Fortunately, there was nothing good about his body, and he was alive by virtue of his merit points, so this kind of injury was not as painful to him as a mosquito bite on his hand.

After confirming that Rong Jin was not in immediate danger of life, Yan Muhuai felt relieved.

But his face was frighteningly gloomy.

Even though Sanshiwu was almost shouting himself hoarse outside, he still got up and went to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into clothes that could cover the marks on his body before opening the door for Sanshiwu and the others.

Thirty-five was so noisy that it woke up Luo Han.

"Luo Han, please call the director for me and ask for half a day off. I will come over as soon as I am done with my work. You can also go to the nearest shopping mall and buy whatever you like. Rong Jin will reimburse you when you come back." Yan Muhuai's voice was cold at this time.

Luo Han felt that something was wrong. He was a little worried but didn't dare to ask the reason. He nodded and turned away.

While Yan Muhuai was talking to Luo Han, the silly Thirty-Five saw Rong Jin lying on the bed and rushed over.

"Rong Jin, are you the one who gave the host...ah!" Thirty-five said this and was about to jump on Rong Jin, but was bounced away by an invisible force.

Its body flew backwards to the door and hit Ming Fei's broken sword steadily, and also knocked her against the wall.

Fortunately, neither of them is human, otherwise one of them would have died.

"What are you shouting for?" Yan Muhuai was in a bad mood and was too lazy to pick up Sanshiwu and Mingfei from the ground.

Sanshiwu struggled to his feet, then carefully gathered the shattered Mingfei together. He watched her fly again, then excitedly turned around to talk to Yan Muhuai.

"What a great news, host. I don't know where Rong Jin got one million merit points for you last night. It's a full one million. After last night's accumulation, you now have 1.6 million merit points. Another 400,000 will be enough to exchange for my other half of the body!" After Thirty-Five came out of Yan Muhuai's sea of ​​consciousness, Ming Fei forced it to sleep every night. It really couldn't resist, so it automatically shut down for a few hours and turned on at six in the morning.

As soon as it was turned on this morning, it received a merit point notification and immediately ran to knock on the doors of Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin.

"One million?" This number was too huge. Yan Muhuai glanced at Rong Jin who was lying motionless on the bed and frowned.

Ming Fei pressed herself against the wall, "Mr. Yan, what happened to the boss?"

Thirty-five had been shouting for so long that it almost knocked a hole in the door. It was impossible for Rong Jin to continue sleeping.

"It has something to do with these one million merit points." Yan Muhuai closed his eyes, opened them a few seconds later, and found that he had an additional cause and effect.

Rong Jin signed something with him that was similar to a Yin-Yang master-servant contract, except that this contract was signed between people.

He glanced at Sanshiwu and Mingfei with a cold gaze, "What has he been doing hiding in the laboratory these days?"

Sanshiwu and Mingfei shuddered at the same time, but neither dared to make a sound.

"There's something wrong with Rong Jin's body. He's temporarily in a coma and can't hear us talking." Yan Muhuai first gave the two of them a reassurance.

Ming Fei reacted quickly, "Mr. Yan, I don't know anything. When I turned into a broken sword, the two of them had already been in cahoots with each other."

A question mark appeared on Thirty-Five's smooth and round head.

"You are so despicable! What do you mean by being in cahoots with each other? I was forced by Rong Jin. I was a small system that was powerless and he threatened to kill me. How could I dare to resist?" Thirty-five pointed at his fingers and expressed his situation aggrievedly.

Yan Muhuai took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "So how did he draw that formation?"

"I don't know either, Master Host. When he kidnapped me and took me to the laboratory, he had already secretly drawn half of it. I noticed that there was something wrong with his formation and was afraid that something might happen to him, so I showed him your original version. I'm sorry, Master Host, I know I was wrong. Please don't kill me." Thirty-five raised his hands and slid to his knees.

After hearing that Thirty-Five had admitted his crime, Ming Fei floated to Yan Muhuai's side and judged Thirty-Five with him. "As Mr. Yan's system, you discovered that the boss had such inappropriate behavior, but you didn't inform Mr. Yan immediately. You deserve to die."

Thirty-five gritted his teeth and yelled at her, "You didn't say it either. You are an accomplice. We must die together."

"Mr. Yan, is the boss' condition serious? Should we send him to the hospital?" Ming Fei simply ignored Sanshiwu's anger.

Yan Muhuai shook his head. "It's useless to go to the hospital. He has been devoured by evil spirits. Now his body is full of evil spirits. Until he wakes up, don't go near this room."

"Swallowed by evil spirit? How could this happen? The boss has always lived on evil spirit, how could he be swallowed?" Ming Fei didn't understand.

The effect of evil spirit on Rong Jin is like the need for humans to breathe fresh air.

Now Yan Muhuai's words were equivalent to telling her that a person would be poisoned to death by fresh air, which was too outrageous.

Yan Muhuai hadn't figured it out yet, but the sudden extra one million merit points gave him some ideas.

"When you first met him, did his evil spirit often get out of control?" he asked Ming Fei.

Ming Fei answered without thinking, "Yes, and I will be unlucky too."

This was also the reason why she wanted to stay away from Rong Jin when she saw his evil spirit getting out of control. It was not until she regained her memory that she realized that she would not be affected by that evil spirit.

He got the expected answer, but Yan Muhuai still felt something was wrong, "It's impossible to have one million merit points..."