All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

After saying this, Jing Zhou felt a little regretful, didn't he bully Yu Ci who had lost his memory?

Qi Jue wanted to take back his body, so wouldn't Yu Ci want to use his body back?

Jing Zhou just got emotional for a moment, and that sentence was too selfish.

He has no right to interfere with other people's bodies.

"You used Qi Jue's body, similarly, he also used your body, so you don't have to feel sorry."

'Ghost Lord' let out a low voice, Jing Zhou looked at him with a shocked face, and continued: "And he used your body to do many bad things, and he is the one who apologizes to you."

It's just that that little bastard never feels sorry for others, he only treats people as pawns and uses various means to manipulate the pawns to achieve his goals.

The 'ghost master' frowned and said nothing, his focus was lost: "But he...isn't he your Taoist companion?"

Jing Zhou: "Well, but it should stop here."

Jing Zhou spoke calmly and frankly, without a hint of bitterness, at least no clues could be seen on his face.

The 'ghost master' pondered for a moment, pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "So, did he use my body to form a Taoist partner with you?"

Jing Zhou was startled, looking at the other party's shy appearance, he who was always shameless suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Um... yes."

He didn't dare to say that Qi Jue was just playing your role to become a Taoist partner with me...

The person I was going to marry back to Xuanji Mountain was you.

Good luck tricks people...

The whole face of the 'ghost master' quickly turned red, and his earballs seemed to be soaked with blood. He wrung his hands a little helplessly, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to stare at his shoes...

"That's it"

Jing Zhou has always been shameless, but he didn't know how to react to such a small white flower, he just touched his nose nervously, and he felt embarrassed: "Oh, I misunderstood, don't mind."

He hesitated for a moment, and it's hard to say more, if the other party can't remember any marriage contract or heaven, let him go, don't care.

"……Um."

The 'ghost master' shook his head, only responded very lightly, then hurriedly turned around and brought medicine to Jing Zhou, Jing Zhou took the medicine, and drank it to avoid embarrassment, the two of them didn't say a word, Jing Zhou took the medicine. Zhou drank half a bowl suddenly, and suddenly his stomach turned, and he spit out all the medicine he drank in his stomach.

"What happened to the Taoist priest?"

"fine…"

Jing Zhou coughed a few times before realizing that he could only eat the food made by Qi Jue himself, and his tastes were mixed for a while.

Seeing that Jing Zhou couldn't take the medicine, the 'ghost master' gave him silver needles to detoxify him, and also used spiritual power to dissolve the elixir for him to help him absorb it.

"Although Fuyisan is ruthless, fortunately it is a common poison in the Blood Ballad Palace. It is not difficult to remove it. Daoist Priest need not worry, but..."

The 'ghost master' hesitated for a moment, gathered spiritual power in his hand, and immediately pressed it under Jing Zhou's navel.

Even through the cloth, Jing Zhou still felt a warm force flowing from his dantian to his limbs. The originally dry spiritual source was moistened and revived after a long drought, and Jing Zhou's face was as pale as paper after half a cup of tea. Finally a little bloody.

And this 'ghost master' who adjusted his qi mechanism was blushing unreasonably again.

Jing Zhou saw it from the corner of his eye and wondered in his heart, is the main character Shou so easily shy?

But he took a second look, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the face that belonged to Qi Jue. He might not be able to see this shy posture on the real Qi Jue's face in his life.

The small red mole at the corner of the left eye became more and more red like a drop of blood, and when it fell on Jing Zhou's heart, it became overwhelming red.

"cough…"

The 'ghost master' who was stared at uncomfortably withdrew his hand, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly at Jing Zhou: "The Taoist master's sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, it may take a while to heal."

Jing Zhou also came back to his senses: "Thank you."

'Ghost Lord' shook his head flatly: "It's a matter of little effort."

When pulling out the needle, the "ghost master" told the ins and outs of how he met Jing Zhou. One day ago, the river in the Death River suddenly swelled, and Jing Zhou was washed ashore by the tide. He happened to go to check the cause of the flood, and picked up the dying Jing Zhou.

Jing Zhou lamented that he was plotted and used by Qi Jue to survive so far, and was picked up by the real protagonist, so he really deserved his life.

"But after that, I also checked carefully. There is no one around the Death River. If the real Qi Jue falls into the ghost realm with you, it is impossible that there will be no trace at all?"

"It's hard to say. If Qi Jue knows that there is another ghost master in the Blood Ballad Palace, he will definitely not force it. There is a high probability that he will hide somewhere and find a way to take back the Blood Ballad Palace with the greatest chance of winning."

Talking about something, Jing Zhou suddenly thought of something, got up from the couch, went to the table and rolled up his sleeves, and quickly drew a portrait with the pen and ink prepared for writing prescriptions.

His painting skills are not very good, and he only has a half-six or seven-point portrait, which is exactly what Yu Ci looks like.

"Although it's not particularly similar, it's roughly correct."

Jing Zhou handed the portrait to the 'ghost master'.

The 'ghost master' took the painting and looked at it carefully for a long time. He seemed to want to say something, but he swallowed the words again, and said: "Okay, I will pay more attention to the portrait, and the matter of Qi Jue will definitely happen." We will conduct a strict investigation, the Taoist chief should take a rest first."

As he said that, he took the painting out with a heavy heart.

Jing Zhou didn't know, after closing the door, the 'ghost master' took out another portrait painting from his cuff, unfolded the two paintings, and compared them carefully under the dim light of the human bone lamp.

The person in this picture looks exactly like the body of the 'ghost master'.

It's just that one is in white and the other is in red.

The good-looking people are staring at the equally good-looking people in the painting, and the bone lamp in the corridor is faintly shaking. This picture is so pleasing to the eyes and the eyes.

Jing Zhou has been carefully carrying this portrait of Qi Jue on his body since he was in the prison city, like a baby, even if he is disheartened and dragged into the abyss of Jinghu Lake, he is unwilling to let the lake water get half wet.

The 'ghost master' thought that this painting has been cherished so far, and the master must have deep affection for the person in the painting.

These details are much more credible than casual words.

He sighed lightly, feeling inexplicably panicked, but he didn't want to think about it, so he put away the scroll and left.

Jing Zhou was the only one left in the room, he put away the carelessness on his face, and looked a lot tired.

He fell on the couch, staring at the unused pen and ink on the table in a daze, the pain radiating from the torn spiritual source to the limbs and bones, all these discomforts were naturally left by Qi Jue.

But he kept his word and was willing to admit defeat.

I also admitted being tricked into being a fool.

Jing Zhou smiled wryly for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, gritted his teeth and whispered to himself: "Dog|force the system, come out and get beaten!"

Unexpectedly, the system that has been offline for a long time actually showed up——

"Because of a fatal bug in the system, the target binding of the strategy is wrong. We are working on a remedy. Please be safe and calm the host."

Jing Zhou: ...Okay, you have to make it up to me.

He was rather curious about how to fix this mess.

Unexpectedly, after a short while, the system suddenly beeped——

"Because it was a system error that caused the host task to be unable to advance, we re-bind the attack target for the host."

Jing Zhou: ...Does that mean I have to start all over again?Ah.

He no longer has the mental strength.

"There is no need to start all over again, the system has already transferred the favorability of the previous brush to the new binding object, the host only needs to continue the strategy according to the script"

Jing Zhou was taken aback: What do you mean?

"The original favorability values ​​have all been transferred to Zhen Yuci, I wish you a happy strategy"

Jing Zhou was angry: Hey!You're too good at asserting your broken system, aren't you?What did Ren Yuci do wrong?Do you want to forcefully accept favors that don't belong to you? !

Hello!Hello! !

After the system was forcibly offline, Ren Jingzhou ignored how he summoned him.

Jing Zhou covered his face with his hands in frustration, and cursed it was really messed up.

Although it was a short time together, Yu Ci left a good impression on Jing Zhou.The protagonist is gentle and kind, even if he falls into the ghost domain and becomes the master of the Blood Ballad Palace, he is still as clean as a piece of paper.

It is such a person who is unsullied in the mud, why should he have a good impression of himself after being pressed on the head? !

This is so unfair.

It's not fair to Yu Ci, and it's not fair to Qi Jue... Although it's a joke to talk about fairness with that little bastard.

But no matter how violent Jing Zhou is, the system just ignores him.

That night, Jing Zhou felt severe pain in his tailbone, hundreds of times worse than any other part of his body.

He tossed and turned on the couch for a long time, the ghost domain did not change day and night, and he didn't know when he fell asleep in a daze.

One night of chaotic dreams, in the dream he was extremely hungry, he opened his mouth to devour the heavens and the earth unscrupulously, and countless monsters and ghosts entered his mouth.

After a while, I dreamed back to the night of July [-]th, the fireworks on the top of Yeying Peak were twitching, and Xi'er was sitting beside her, with their hands buried under the firefly grass, their little fingers intertwined, and they didn't make a wish or bet. Quiet and safe, only let the beautiful scenery be fleeting like fireworks...

The mirror is like a mirror, and it shatters when touched.

Jing Zhou opened his eyes, his eyes were sore.

He stared at the taupe-colored ceiling for a while.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the potion boiling in the purple clay pot that he realized that there were other people in the room.

Gulu Gulu, Qi Jue turned his head from the rising mist of the medicine, and the eyes of the two collided through a few wisps of green smoke. Jing Zhou was startled, and then realized that the person in front of him was Yu Ci.

The tenderness in his eyes disappeared, Jing Zhou didn't notice it himself, but the other party keenly caught it.

Yu Ci smiled: "It still woke up the Taoist priest."

It was only then that Jing Zhou realized that the other party hadn't asked his name from the beginning to the end, so he took the initiative to report the house: "Don't talk about it, my name is Jing Zhou, and I live in Xuanji Mountain, which is next to the ghost domain, so it can be regarded as a The neighbor of the Blood Ballad Palace."

Yu Ci: "Then I should..."

He thought for a while and said with a smile: "Should I call you Senior Jing?"

"Okay, I'm taking advantage," Jing Zhou also smiled, "How should I call you?"

Yu Ci was seriously distressed: "I... I am not very sure."

Jing Zhou smiled openly, the haze faded away, and the sickness on his face disappeared immediately: "Then I can only call you Mr. Yu on my own initiative."

"Okay." Yu Ci blushed again, and turned around hastily.

Jing Zhou could see it clearly.

He just felt worthless for the other party. After all, Yu Ci's affection for him was imposed by the system.

He even thought that this system is not worth mentioning, just find an opportunity to smash it, otherwise it will harm others and himself.

Herbs gurgling in jars.

Jing Zhou suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Mr. Yu, do you know where Zhu Yan is at this time?"

He has been in a daze for the past two days, and he has never realized that he has never heard Yu Ci mention the beast Zhu Yan. It is rumored that Zhu Yan and the ghost master have always been inseparable.

Yu Ci frowned and shook his head: "I've always wondered about this."

He paused, and continued: "I have seen many records of Zhu Yan in the classics of the Blood Ballad Palace, but since wearing this body, I have never seen Zhu Yan."

"What?!" Jing Zhou was surprised, if Zhu Yan wasn't in the Blood Ballad Palace, then the person who made trouble in the human world several times, could it be really the beast Zhu Yan? !

"I'm sure, Zhu Yan is not in Huangquan." Yu Ci said with certainty.