Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi's face was full of tears, and his voice became hoarse from crying. The uncomfortable feeling finally faded away, but the matter was not over yet, and he needed to face it with strength and finish what should be done.Feng Jun asked for water for him, cleaned his body, rested for a while, and then took him to a remote field, set up various shielding formations, let him take medicine again, and started a new toss ruthlessly until the golden core was formed. .

Dark clouds are gathering, and thunder disaster is approaching.

Feng Jun was afraid that the way of heaven would not abide by the rules, so he took all precautionary measures and stood by his side.

Fortunately, the difficulty of crossing the tribulation this time was normal, and no accident happened.

Song Qingshi took the medicine to temporarily restore physical strength, forcibly cheered up, concentrated his attention, skillfully circulated the two fires in his body, and carried countless magic tools and charms, and successfully passed the test of heaven and earth.Finally, the dark clouds dissipated, and his body and golden core became more perfect through the tempering of thunder and lightning.

It's finally over.

Lying on the ground, Song Qingshi felt his whole body was hollowed out, tired and in pain, and he couldn't even move a finger.Feng Jun came over, asked a lot of questions with concern, and said a lot of gentle words, he couldn't hear clearly at all, he only had time to say "thank you" gratefully to Feng Jun, and then passed out.

Feng Jun hugged him into his arms, checked that the golden core was fine, and finally felt relieved.He gently kissed the messy broken hair of the person in his arms, and wanted to let go but couldn't bear to part with the clean breath that he had been thinking about day and night. This was an addiction that lingered in his heart, as if he had been poisoned:

"No thanks."

"What you have, I will find it for you; what you want, I will give you all..."

"Body, heart, life, soul, everything I have, I can give you..."

"Let me be your only answer..."

……

The next day, Song Qingshi's whole body was sore and he didn't want to get up, so he put on a robe and lay down on the imperial concubine's couch to study the prescription.Feng Jun is preparing the alchemy furnace and alchemy workshop for him. He intends to use the resources at hand to refine a batch of basic elixir. Tianwumen knows that he is good at alchemy, so they happily provided a lot of medicinal materials, hoping to get some finished products.

Song Jincheng came to visit with the buns from Rongguifang, and found that his voice was hoarse and he was exhausted. He looked guilty for some reason, hesitant to speak for a long time, and asked cautiously, "Did you suffer a great crime last night?"

Song Qingshi recalled the discomfort last night, feeling uncomfortable, as if ants were still crawling, he moved his body with difficulty, not wanting to talk about this topic: "Well, it's all over."

Song Jincheng's eyes were red: "Have you taken any medicine?"

Song Qingshi replied honestly: "It is used."

"That's good," Song Jincheng saw that although he was enduring pain, his body seemed to be fine, his will was strong, he had no thoughts of suicide, and he didn't plan to blame himself, so he finally calmed down and comforted him, "There is nothing we can do about it. You have to relax, there is no obstacle in the world that you cannot overcome."

He also wanted to say a few more encouraging words, and when he saw Feng Jun's figure from a distance, he immediately ran away with his tail between his legs like a mouse seeing a cat.

Song Qingshi was baffled and felt that the child was even more stupid.

Feng Jun prepared several alchemy furnaces, so he didn't think about that fool, got up happily, and took Feng Jun to alchemy together. He found that Feng Jun's alchemy skills were also very good, and he could cooperate tacitly. I was so happy that I was about to cry, I didn't know how I could meet such a beautiful beauty, probably because I had accumulated blessings for many lifetimes.

He will definitely listen to Feng Jun obediently and be a 24-filial boyfriend.

Although he is not as powerful or as beautiful as Feng Jun now, it seems that he is not as rich as Feng Jun?But he will practice hard, buy a big house, buy a luxurious dharma boat, buy a ring to propose marriage, and hold a couple ceremony. Every step can't be skipped, and he can't let others laugh at Feng Jun for finding a worthless man with soft rice.

Song and Qingshi had the backbone to plan the future while making alchemy.

……

After several days of busy work, the Tianwu Sect finally arranged to enter the battle to solve the puzzle. The distracted patriarch set up a defensive formation, and then hundreds of disciples gathered in the martial arts arena, sat down neatly, and there was no sound.Feng Jun quietly summoned his red bird incarnation, stayed nearby, and was vigilant about his surroundings.

Sword Master Mo Yuan's puzzle formation is not dangerous, you can give up answering the questions at any time, choose failure, and quit the formation.

Each person has only one chance to enter the battle to solve the problem, and cannot start again after quitting.

After Yu Wenyan explained the rules to everyone, Song Qingshi let the two kinds of different fires surface in the palm of his hand, and then slowly condensed into red and black lotus flowers. Instinct, naturally appeared.

This is probably also part of his lost memory.

While Song Qingshi was thinking, he grabbed the tiger support and used alchemy skills to evenly distribute the two different fires on the copper ring. The iron lotus seeds in the copper ring moved, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the sound became more and more intense. Hurry, faster and faster, and then the formations above lit up one after another, exuding a magnificent golden-red halo, which gradually spread like mist, covering the entire martial arts arena.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the surroundings became silent.

Song Qingshi became in a trance, he waited for a long time, when the fog cleared and the surrounding became clear, he was surprised to find that his body size had become smaller, as if... Back when he was twelve or thirteen years old, his cultivation had also fallen to the bottom. When I first practiced qi, it was even worse than that time. I didn’t practice the cold jade kung fu, but I practiced the rubbish kung fu that can be seen everywhere. A fire was lit in the kitchen, and it was barely suppressed with spiritual power.He didn't have a mustard bag on his body, nor did he have any spiritual stones or anything of value. He only had a few golden needles and a few simple herbs in his pockets.

The monks passing by all cast disgusting glances at him, and a kind female nun threw a piece of silver in front of him.

Song Qingshi looked at his tattered clothes and the mud made by digging medicine under his nails, and thought for a long time, suspecting that the other party regarded him as a beggar. He picked up the silver and wanted to chase it back to the nun, but found I can't speak, I can only make a very simple babbling sound.

The kind female cultivator's eyes became more pitiful, and she gave him two more silver coins and asked him to eat something good.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, holding the silver, they became even more melancholy.

At this time, a very temperamental man's voice came from his mind, the way he spoke was a bit like Feng Jun, but deeper, with an indescribable sadness in it: "Excuse me, are you willing to save me?"

When Song Qingshi heard the question was asked, he immediately became energetic, and he quickly replied: "Yes!"

He is a doctor, he is good at saving people!

The voice in my head disappeared, and after a long time, the task appeared in Song Qingshi's sea of ​​consciousness:

The story book "Niehai Floating Flowers Record" tells the story of a beautiful young man named Qu Yurong, who was originally a proud young son of a famous Qu family in the fairy world.The good times didn't last long, the Qu family was murdered by the enemies, and he lost his support. The enemies found his water-type spiritual root body and stunning beauty, deliberately humiliated him, and sold him to the most famous flower house in the fairy world, becoming a young lady. Afterwards, the unharmonious content involved a few men, kindness and resentment, God knows why those men tossed him with various tricks while loving him, and finally he was immersed in the matter of the bed, and understood the fun of it, Obediently became the confinement of these men, and lived a happy life of being pampered.

The Song and Qing Dynasties were blind, and felt that the author's three logical views might have problems. From a psychological point of view, Qu Yurong suffered from severe Stockholm syndrome. His so-called love was just tortured into a habit. The prisoner's little tenderness was regarded as love, and he persuaded himself to sink into it.

Now, Qu Yurong has just been sold into the small museum and is receiving pre-job training.

His mission is to save Qu Yurong from bad luck and let him live a truly happy life.

Song Qingshi felt that the task was not difficult. Although he had never done it before, he inexplicably felt that he was very good at such things and was very confident.

He was gearing up, and immediately chose to accept the task, and then confidently went to find Tianxianglou and this poor boy named Qu Yurong described in the book.

The identity arranged for him by the array world was a little dumb who collected medicine for a living. When Song Qingshi passed by the store, he looked in the mirror and found that this body was very similar to his childhood in the world of cultivating immortals. He was short, skinny, and his skin was sallow. Sharp-billed monkey cheeks, uncoordinatedly large eyes, and short yellow hair, he is an ugly monster.He pondered that when he entered the puzzle, the formation was adjusted according to the original appearance of the solver, restoring him to his childhood appearance, and he could be restored by going out anyway, so he didn't need to take it to heart.

Dumbness does not affect writing.

In the Song and Qing Dynasties, he found a wooden sign and wrote the words "Tianxianglou" on it. He pointed and asked people everywhere, and met more than a dozen "illiterate" along the way. After changing the font, I finally met a kind person, got the correct answer, and then ran all the way to the test paper.

He used to be a casual cultivator, had no friends, spent most of his time in the mountains or in his house, and never went to Hualou.

Song Qingshi stood at the gate of Tianxiang Tower, thinking for a long time how minors could enter the door.Mr. Gui, who was passing by, took a look at him, thinking it was a child who sold himself, and wanted to pull the door away, but after looking at his appearance, he felt that he was too ugly to sell, so he sneered twice, and drove him to the side.

The way to sell oneself to enter the door is also broken...

Song Qingshi walked around the Tianxiang Tower, and suddenly remembered what Song Jincheng had taught him - climbing over the wall and drilling holes.

He doesn't like to climb over the wall, which means he doesn't like to visit friends' houses, or to do bad things, and it doesn't include climbing over the wall to avoid danger or save people.

Nowadays, exam papers need to answer questions over the wall, so just turn over.

Song Qingshi looked around without any psychological pressure, made sure that there was no one there, and then took advantage of the big tree next to him, jumped up and climbed up the fence.

Tianxiang Building is a flower building in the fairy world, and a defensive barrier is arranged in the wall, which will give an alarm if touched.

This ancient enchantment is very simple. After a little research in the Song and Qing Dynasties, they easily found the position of the formation eye, quietly tore out a hole with a stone, and then changed the formation method, leaving a loophole, and then sneaked in.

At noon, when Hualou was resting, it was quiet everywhere, and there was no one there.

He mobilized his spiritual power to make a magic move, concealed his breath, manipulated a few butterflies, used the eyes of insects to detect the surrounding situation, successfully avoided the guards, and sneaked little by little to the backyard where the boys lived...

"who are you?"

Suddenly, a boy's voice and the slight sound of iron chains came from the ground.

Song Qingshi was startled, and searched around, and finally found a window in the basement. Sitting in the window was a thin, ragged boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old. His skin was so pale that he couldn't see the sun. He was malnourished for a long time, and his figure was extremely thin. His feet were locked with long iron chains. The iron chains seemed to have been tied for a long time, and there were many bloodstains on his ankles. His hands were firmly imprisoned behind his back, and his whole body was covered with signs of being abused.

He raised his head slowly, and there were two long scars on his face. The beautiful jade was flawed, which was particularly eye-catching, ruining the beauty that should have been overwhelming. The beautiful phoenix eyes lost all focus, and seemed to be unable to see anything... …Also, he has a small red tear mole under his left eye.

Song Qingshi was stunned.

Even though the boy's age and appearance were slightly different, and his feeling was also a little different, but he still recognized Feng Jun's appearance.

He hurriedly faced the window, wanting to ask who the other party was, and tried hard for a long time, but only a slight babbling sound came out of his throat.

The young man listened for a long time, but he couldn't understand what he wanted to say, but he knew that people were still looking at him. He gently dragged the iron chain on his feet, changed his posture, and showed his slender waist and perfect long legs. Legs, then smiled, with a gentle voice full of seductive charm, with words wrapped in honey, trying to lure the prey into a sweet trap:

"I haven't heard your voice, are you not from here?"

"Help me, okay? I'm willing to serve you."

"My body is still very clean. I haven't been touched by any guests. This is the first time. Do you want it?"

"Are you asking for my name?"

"My name is Wuhuan."