Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

night.The mountain breeze is slightly cool, and it is a night with a crescent moon.

The trees are shadowy, and the pale moonlight shines into the room through the curtainless windows.The room was empty, so desolate that rats would not even bother to sweep it. A short barbed whip, rough ropes, and knives were hung on the wall, and a row of sealed black jars of different sizes were placed underneath.

Lu Tingqin didn't have time to study these strange objects, his eyes were fixed on the only thing that could be called furniture in this simple house.

a table.A cold, clean table just the right size for something to do.

The boy lying on the table was also staring at him.

"..." Lu Tingqin swallowed.He was tempted to say, this is horrible, you put on your clothes.But he can't.

He lowered his head, and he was wearing a dark suit similar to those in costume dramas.In his left hand he held a slender tube, in his right he held a strange sharp instrument with a blade at one end and a needle at the other.

No matter how you look at it, it is not a normal thing that should be taken.

Cold sweat oozed from Lu Tingqin's forehead.He pretended to be careless, put his hands behind his back, looked indifferent, and said to the boy:

"You go."

Go away, Qiuqiu, let me, who has changed the world as soon as I opened my eyes, figure out what's going on!

Hearing the words, the boy on the table widened his eyes slightly, and twisted his face in the next second.

"Is this a new way of playing, my dear, master, respect." His voice squeezed out word by word from between his teeth.With a slight movement of his shoulders, countless transparent lines about two fingers wide suddenly appeared on his body.In the room without candles and only illuminated by moonlight, these threads exude a faint light blue light, binding the boy tightly to the table.

Lu Tingqin's expression almost became tense, and she ran away as soon as she wanted to.

This is not a content that conforms to the core values ​​​​of socialism, and it should never appear in front of him.He wanted to say that you really can go, go, go, go, but it is obvious that people really can't go now.

He felt the cold swishing hands behind his back, and held the needle and tube in one hand.Turning his right hand in front of him, with the palm up, he indifferently made a gesture of "what else?", taking the opportunity to see why it was so cold.

A ball of blue light exactly the same as that of the boy appeared in his palm.As the blue light in his hand flickered on and off, the threads on the boy's body responded in the same way.The young man seemed to feel pain and struggled unceasingly.A pair of dark pupils, burning with anger, fixedly stared at Lu Tingqin, teeth creaking.

Great, this is the PLAY I control.

Lu Tingqin was a little dizzy.This body was extremely useless, unable to withstand his emotional fluctuations, and his back was drenched with sweat after a while.

disappear.He thought to himself, hoping that the blue light would disappear as soon as possible.Of course, it would be better if the boy, or himself, just disappeared.

no response.

Gone, Gone, Gone.Company N disappeared.The corners of Lu Tingqin's mouth twitched slightly, his face was a little stiff, and he couldn't control the expressions of the audience.

As if he finally felt his heart, this group of blue light obviously controlled by his body, together with the thread on the young man's body, turned into little particles and lightly disappeared into the air.The temperature in the room also seems to have picked up.

The boy stopped struggling and looked at him vigilantly and suspiciously. Like a tortured beast, he got up from the table little by little, rolled over to the ground, fastened his inner jacket, picked up his outer shirt and put it on.During this period, he kept facing the road and listening to the piano, ready to accept any storm.

Lu Tingqin tensed her muscles, pretending that she was an indoor stone sculpture, or a simple body.He watched the boy's every move, and decided that if there was any bad reaction, he would immediately ignore 21 and turn around and run away.

Fortunately, the boy finally put on his clothes safely, and they both heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Lu Tingqin took an extra look, and confirmed that the boy's upper body, except for a few scars, did not show any signs of harmonization.

Scars are also terrible.His hand holding the needle felt a little hot.

The boy stood silently in front of him.The moonlight shone behind him, making the boy's thin figure like a ghost that endured in the middle of the night.Those jet-black eyes glowing with a strange light stared at Lu Tingqin with hatred.In the end, without saying anything, he ran out quickly

Lu Tingqin took two steps back, stood with his back against the wall for a while, and when he heard no movement outside, he twisted his thigh hard.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Inhale, exhale, good.

Lu Tingqin walked around the room, threw the dangerous items in his hand into the small box hanging next to the rope, and tentatively touched the table, feeling the residual warmth of lying down and the dampness of sweat.

He tugged on the clothes on his body, and walked to the door suspiciously.The night is dark, the moonlight illuminates the bluestone road, and the sky is full of stars.

This is a small courtyard in the mountains, and he is now in a side room.Another side room is like a stove.As soon as you enter the main room, you will see a bare main hall, which can be called a barren house in the true sense.There is no furniture, let alone any decoration.If it wasn't for the fact that the ground was clean and free of dust, Lu Tingqin would almost have thought that she was wearing some kind of man-eating old mountain demon.

One of the side halls is horizontal, with a table, a chair and a cabinet.In the other there were bookshelves, and there were papers and wet ink on the desk.Lu Tingqin walked to the study room, squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the paper on the table under the moonlight, and shivered.

He practiced calligraphy and landscape painting for more than ten years before wearing it, and he persisted.This small handwriting is clearly his usual handwriting.

Lu Tingqin's heart was beating wildly, and he was extremely noisy in the quiet room. He searched through the bookshelves, Duobao Pavilion, and even the book collection box in the corner, and found a carefully folded book in an old cardboard box. painting.

A splash-ink landscape, the mountains are handsome, full of vitality, and the pavilions are looming.It is also the same brushwork as him, the inscription style he can write.But in the upper right corner, it is definitely not the title of the painting that he would inscribe: the four flamboyant characters "Xuanqing Chunhe" and the signature "Road Tingqin".

Xuanqing, Xuanqing, Lu Tingqin...how come this combination is so familiar.

Isn't this the name of the sect mentioned in the novel he just read a few days ago?The villain Lu Tingqin, who has the same name and surname as him, abused the male protagonist and lived in the remote mountain behind.

What information does the villain have?

Cold sweat rolled down Lu Tingqin's forehead, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and the oxygen around him seemed to be thinning.Suddenly, a sharp pain gushed out of his heart, causing him to kneel down with a thud.As if something was burning and gnawing at his heart, his eyes turned black, and in the mist, black mist emerged from his chest.

This mist blocked his vision, invaded his mind, and his brain buzzed and was about to explode.There was something cheering and clamoring, using ten thousand tones and voices, gathered into a whisper in his ear.

'Kill...kill them...crush...jade token...they're going to kill you...'

Just as the bewitching whispers appeared, it was as if a sword had been unsheathed, and Lu Tingqin's chest shone brightly.A burst of extreme cold appeared with the light, suppressing the pain and allowing his mind to gain a brief clarity.

The cold seems to be wrestling with the black mist, entangled and clashing, killing the chaotic noise.This brought new unbearable pain, his body seemed to be covered under a thick layer of ice, he wanted to open his mouth, wanted to shout, but lost his strength, only a weak breath sound.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may only be a moment, he thinks it is as long as ten years.Binghan won the battle and everything returned to normal.Lu Tingqin curled up on the ground, slowed down for a while, reached into the hem of his clothes with trembling hands, and pulled out a smooth jade tablet.

A faint light remained on the surface of the jade plaque, which gradually faded away.There are four words "Xuanqing Menling" engraved on it with solemn knife technique.

"..." Lu Tingqin was speechless.He turned out to be the villain in the book!

It was a standard Long Aotian fantasy upgraded novel.The protagonist Chongshuang was a pitiful little boy at the beginning, but his real identity is a dragon cub who will awaken his bloodline in the future.The author did not hesitate to use more than ten chapters to describe how miserable he was when he was a child.During a conflict, the bullied protagonist's strength exploded, and he was picked up by an immortal who happened to go down the mountain, and entered the well-known Xuanqing Sect as an apprentice.

Usually arrange a fellow apprentice brother as a stepping stone, the author wrote a research mad villain master.As banished from the world as he looks, he is as cruel and indifferent as he acts.He took a fancy to the hero's unusual strength, secretly tortured him, whipped him, and even dug out a bone.Whenever the male protagonist is arrested and researched, his teeth itch with hatred, and he makes a note in the black book in his heart.

Who can tell me, what number of orthographic characters are recorded in this book now?

Lu Tingqin supported the legs of the table and stood up tremblingly.Holding the jade tablet, I turned it over and over to study it, but I couldn't see why.

He remembered that it was mentioned in the book that after a hastily concluded study, the male protagonist peeped at the relapse of the master's old illness, and found that he had already been polluted by demonic energy.Then set up a trick, under the watchful eyes of everyone, let the master fall into the devil on the spot and flee in a hurry.The key point of the fallen devil in it is that the master crushed a piece of jade tablet.

After this round, the hero has gained all kinds of treasures for compensation.From then on, change the map, increase your strength, and break the conspiracy.The author still doesn't let the master die cleanly, and always arranges him to come out to do things, and he will be liquidated once he does it.The first time a sword pierced the heart, the second time the bone was broken and the eyes were pierced, and the third time... the black book in the hero's heart was written down as many times as it was liquidated.In the end, the master died so badly that he couldn't die anymore, and the delicate skin turned into sludge. The male protagonist finally let go of his demons, and finally ruled the world and became the overlord of one party.

What the hell is this!

Lu Tingqin was completely looking for abuse, and skipped through the chapters, wanting to know the ending of the person with the same name as her.After the hero's revenge was finally over, he dropped the book and was inexplicably angry for several days. After sleeping, he opened his eyes and passed through.

After the attack, he is now feeling weak all over, his heart hurts, his brain hurts, and his body is cold.I don't know if it's the sequelae just now, or I was scared.Maybe it was the pain that merged his body and spirit, Lu Tingqin felt that his five senses were several times stronger than before.

His vision became clear, and he could see the dark interior, the grain on the beam, and the cracks on the wall.The sense of hearing became sharper, and I heard the whimpering mountain wind in the distance, and the waves blowing the trees and grass layer by layer.If you concentrate again, time seems to be able to slow down, and you can distinguish every swaying grass tip.

At this time, he suddenly heard somewhere not far away, an extremely slight sound, like the sound of a tree branch falling to the ground.

Lu Tingqin had a very bad premonition.

He straightened his clothes, walked around a pile of books, and walked to the yard.Outside the courtyard wall, a tall locust tree casts mottled shadows in the courtyard.In the night wind, the black tree shadows swayed slightly, rustling, rustling.

"Come out." He calmed his breath and called out in an indifferent voice.

The door of the small courtyard was not closed, and the wind blew loudly.After a few breaths, footsteps sounded from the darkness, from far to near.

The young Chongshuang stood in front of the door and bowed deeply to him, "Master".

Well, I know you're seeing seizures.Lu Tingqin thought desperately.

The dragon cub is too young, no matter how forbearing he is, his tender face is full of irresistible "I found a secret".

"Didn't I let you go?" Lu Tingqin said tiredly.

"The disciple had respected the master's order and returned home, but suddenly remembered that tomorrow is a monthly seminar..." Chongshuang lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The first master said that the disciple must remind the master of the time. He Said that I haven't seen Master for a long time, and didn't dare to disturb, please ask Master to participate at least once."

Lu Tingqin waved his hands, maintained a cold and indifferent state, entered the side room, and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, he immediately stuck to the back of the door, held his breath, and listened to the male protagonist's movements disappear little by little, until there was no other strange smell except wind, wood, insects, birds and beasts.

seminar...

This is something mentioned many times in the original book.

The head of the Xuanqing School cares about the disciples, and holds two seminars each month, one big and one small, and encourages all members to participate in practice and answer questions.During the days when the male protagonist was ignored by the master, he relied on the seminars in the sect to get into the way of immortality and lay the foundation for future upgrades.

Originally Lu Tingqin, he has been selfish and flouted the family rules for many years, and only attended one seminar.It was the scene the next day after the male lead saw his old illness break out.At the meeting, he fell into a demon on the spot and was pierced through his heart by a sword.

Wait, isn't that tomorrow?