The Vicious Master Dressed as a Male Lead

The small side hall of Penglai Palace.

The palace is not cramped, but only a few rays of sunlight pour in.There is a luminous pearl hanging on the wall, and the radiant brilliance makes people feel dizzy for no reason.

Under the layered plain curtains, a slender man was lying on the jade bed.

Red silk wrapped around the man's body, revealing his porcelain-white skin loosely.He lay unconscious on the bed, his brows twisted into a fragile arc, making people want to destroy him for no reason.

The spine exposed when curled up is even more like a fragile and poisonous butterfly.

The sound of the curtain being drawn was extremely clear in the dead silence.

"It's here again." Jun Jianshu stared at the person on the bed, his usual gentle tone was only cold, "My Penglai Palace is not a mass grave, why is everyone thrown here."

The puppet attendant completely opened the curtain and retreated silently behind Jun Jianshu.

The person on the bed had his hands and feet tightened, his back arched, and he slept extremely unsteadily.The body looks familiar, but there are two points of lust.If it wasn't for the completely different breath, he might even be in a daze for a moment when he saw it.

"Or a mortal?" Jun Jianshu looked at him with a cool look.

The attendant responded: "The spiritual veins are disordered, and the bones are gone. He is indeed a mortal who has not entered the Tao."

Jun Jianshu's fingertips moved slightly, and a layer of coercion as thin as gauze was slowly pressed down.The person on the bed struggled uneasily, curled up in a ball, but accidentally exposed a pale cheek.

A strong hand pinched his chin precisely, forcing him to lift his head.

The outline and shape are good, the facial features are delicate, and even the eyebrows that are tightened in nightmares are very similar to that person.Rubbing the corners of his lips lightly with fingertips, Jun Jianshu lowered his eyes slightly.

Jun Jianshu said indifferently: "It's so similar... Isn't Qin Guo always looking for someone who is similar to my good master, and when he meets such a good 'material', why is he willing to send it over to scare me?"

The puppet attendant behind him replied blankly: "The hidden pile of the Qin family said that the head of the Qin family has painstakingly collected more than a hundred years, and he is only short of success by the eyes of Mr. Qin Zhou. This person's eyes are nothing like Mr. Qin. where it was sent.”

The comatose person didn't know what he heard, his brows were furrowed even more sadly, struggling as if he wanted to wake up.

"Eyes?" The person in front of him had exquisite eyebrows and eyes, very much like his master's youthful vigor.Jun Jianshu forced him to raise his head with all his strength, and the coercion in his words said, "Open your eyes."

The thick eyebrows trembled uneasily, the man struggled for a long time, a little confusion appeared on his bloodless face.

Desperately, the heavy eyelids suddenly lifted, and then fell down overwhelmed.

The moment he looked at him, Jun Jianshu held his breath.

After a few breaths of silence, the man's expression became struggling again, and Jun Jianshu let go of him, his expression difficult to understand: "There is no similarity at all... Are you really going to give me a cauldron?"

The puppet was puzzled, and listened to Jun Jianshu's order: "Old rules, stay in Penglai Palace as a handyman." He paused, and added, "I don't want to see this person again in the future."

"Yes."

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There seemed to be a blurry pure white figure in front of him, so blurry that he could barely make out the outline.

"Open your eyes."

An invisible force forced him to open his eyes and wake up.

It was as if someone had been thrown in the mud for several days and nights, his body was as heavy as lead, and he was falling heavily.Qin Zhou struggled for a long time and finally regained consciousness.

It was as if the body had been dismantled, and there were sharp tingling pains from every sentient place.

Isn't it just a nightmare of being carried around and thrown on the bed, why is the body so delicate?

Qin Zhou propped himself up and reached down to find his slippers, but his toes touched a piece of dirt.

Not right.

He woke up instantly, his eyes regained clarity, and he looked around very quickly.

The small bamboo house is fairly spacious, with a lot of things piled up in a mess, but the ground is still muddy.Qin Zhou tried his best to close his eyes, then opened them again, but the scene in front of him still remained the same.

Come on, it's not a dream.

He took a deep breath, and pulled out a bronze mirror from the side clutter.After one glance, he felt his head start to hurt.

The face was still his, but a few scars were faintly visible on the neck, and the red silk spread along the shoulders to the back.

Red silk scars entangled her body, and her bones ached like shattered bones.

Some sporadic memory information flooded into his mind, and after a brief headache and tinnitus, Qin Zhou had to accept the fact that he was wearing a book.

The face hurts, really.

Yesterday he said it was absolutely impossible to wear a book, but today he was slapped in the face.

When Qin Zhou came out of the piano room yesterday, he answered a phone call from his cousin.On the phone, the little girl complained to him about a novel titled "Ask the King", and criticized the male protagonist Jun Jianshu.

This male protagonist who is gentle on the outside and dark on the inside, throughout the book, is very exciting for a little girl like his cousin, except for two things.

One is that at the end of the book, Jun Jianshu gave up the chance to ascend and chose to spend his whole life in the realm of comprehension.He did this illogically, just like throwing away the tens of millions of property he earned with his own hands and choosing to pick up trash.

The second thing has to do with the hero's master.He has the same name as Qin Zhou, and he is a vicious villain through and through.

Qin Zhou rubbed his cold hands, and began to recall the life of a cannon fodder after reading a novel for the first time in his life.

The Qin Zhou in the book was originally the eldest son of the Qin family in Yingzhou, the destined heir of the family, handsome and wealthy when he was young, and accepting the hero who was still an unknown junior at the time was just a whim.

Later, he entered the secret realm with his parents, and had an accident, and he was the only one among the twenty or so people who came back alive.Since then, his temperament has changed drastically, and he frequently beats and scolds his apprentice male.Later, he unexpectedly colluded with Moxiu, and after the incident was revealed, it became a shame for the righteous way.He even led the male lead into the evil formation, trying to kill the male lead and win the male lead's cultivation, but the unbearable male lead shaved his spiritual bones and became a useless person.

In fact, Qin Zhou felt that cutting the flesh and bones with a knife, and then becoming a useless person was already a severe punishment for a cultivator who wiped out the hope of life.

The cousin was not satisfied.Because Qin Zhou disappeared after being shaved by the male lead, he only said that this person reappeared 300 years later, got in the way of the male lead, and died at the hands of one of the male lead's subordinates.

"This ending is really stupid. Not only let Qin Zhou live for hundreds of years, but also told us clearly that Jun Jianshu not only failed to ascend in the ending, but also did not ascend after hundreds of years." The cousin was so angry at that time, and then He suddenly changed his words, "Brother, I'm not talking about you, if you were the male lead master, you would definitely spoil him to death."

"It's okay," Qin Zhou reassured her casually, "The author didn't write it, so you can add drama yourself. Don't you really like reading fanfiction?"

"Oh yes, I've read the fanfiction. There are many people in the comment section, and they are all guessing that the hero put Qin Zhou by his side and tortured him slowly so that no one would find out." The cousin changed her tone as she spoke, " There are also sisters who drove a car in a certain flower...it's really impressive. Brother, do you want to see it?"

Qin Zhou: "..."

"Forget about being a fan, I'll go read the book."

Qin Zhou read the novel with a poisonous ending, and left a sentence in the comment area with great interest, "This villain master has the same name as me", and under the "blessings of wearing a book" from many book friends, he calmly replied I said "Thank you for your auspicious words" and ended up wearing it that night.

The bronze mirror in his hand reflected Qin Zhou's slightly exposed arms.The red silk wrapped around the back is a typical feature of the hero's master after his spiritual bones were shaved.

This Young Master Qin is also a ruthless person who can play the group favorite script into a group.

It's a pity that he is such a ruthless person now.

Or the kind that was cut into a cripple.

"Fuck..." Qin Zhou slumped powerlessly on the bamboo bed, looking up to the sky and sighing.

Something hurt on his back, Qin Zhou reached out to touch it, and found a flat jade-like object.

It is said to be jade, but the hand is warm, as if even the pain of tearing apart the bone has been relieved by most.Holding the warm jade, Qin Zhou felt intimate and familiar for no reason.

The information stuffed into his head told him that with this, his identity would not be discovered.

Looking at the bronze mirror again, the red thread on the neck has disappeared.

It is a life-saving thing.Qin Zhou held Nuanyu tightly, ready to find a place to put it away.

The door of the bamboo house was suddenly pushed open with a creak.He hastily put away Nuanyu and looked at the person coming.

The one who came in was a young boy with round eyes and vitality. There were several baskets hanging on his body, and he staggered when he walked, as if he would fall if he didn't pay attention.The sleeves on both sides are one long and the other short, which is quite funny when waving.

Noticing Qin Zhou's gaze, he hugged the basket and smiled at him: "You're awake, can you move?"

There is no such person in the memory information, Qin Zhou nodded slightly at him: "You are?"

The teenager piled the baskets on the table one by one with his arms: "My name is Jiujiu, I came a few days earlier than you."

He nimbly jumped to the side of Qin Zhou, and sat down as light as a feather: "You are now in the boundary of Penglai Palace. No matter who you were before, you will be the sweeping disciple of Penglai Palace in the future. We are mainly responsible for taking care of the Lingcao Garden. Although it is far away from the main palace, it is also very good here, you will know in a few days."

Penglai Palace is the power of the hero Jun Jianshu, the original owner is a helpless cannon fodder, what is he doing here?

Qin Zhou was terrified when he heard that, and he didn't let go of his hanging heart until he heard the phrase "stay away from the main palace".

Jiujiu jumped out of bed lightly, pushed open the door of the bamboo house, and waved Qin Zhou over.

"Look at this whole mountain, it's all us!"

"Wow."

Qin Zhou regained his energy and walked quickly to the door.

What catches the eye is the continuous mountains, and the distant mountain tops are coated with a layer of luster, which makes people feel nameless fear.Occasionally, there was a flash of sword light, and it was the cultivators coming and going.

And the small hill they were on was full of weeds and barren.The fence in front of the yard was overgrown with weeds.From this point of view, the spacious bamboo house is still the most prosperous place on this mountain.

This is not only far away from the main palace, it is simply isolated from the world.

Qin Zhou looked back at the boy expressionlessly: "You said this whole mountain..."

"It's all we want to plant!"

"We mean..." Qin Zhou pointed at Jiujiu, and then at himself.

Jiujiu nodded excitedly.

Qin Zhou was dying: "Do you know magic?"

Jiujiu: "No."

Two mortals, plant a mountain?

Qin Zhou looked at the vast world, then looked down at Jiujiu, who was half a head shorter than himself.

"……Wow."

The author has something to say: Chapter 1 of True Straight to the Point

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Sorry for the lateness, but I was too kind to my friends before... I changed the text for a whole day.I was about to replace it and met the Jinjiang high-level judge, so I finally posted it before going to bed.

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A friend: I kind of want to read the original book

Me and other friends: ?

A certain friend: After the male protagonist cut the spiritual bones of the master, he found out that it was all a misunderstanding. From then on, he was in pain and gave up the opportunity to ascend. He has been the shadow of the master all his life, so touching.

Me: Ah, no it's not our script.