Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

No matter what Qi Shuyun said, he was also the young master of Jiangshui City and the direct disciple of the master of the Tibetan Sword Peak. If he was really going to be beaten to death, Le Zhengcheng couldn't explain it to him, so he could only punish him lightly.

As for why he made such a detour, it wasn't because he didn't have any money. He was already sitting on nothing, and he really couldn't afford to buy medicine for Qi Shuyun. Fortunately, Yan Fangshi was taking advantage of him.

The more Fu Siqian thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was very clever. It not only cleaned up Qi Shuyun, but also disgusted Yan Fangshi, killing two birds with one stone.

But you can't tell Feng Tinghan about having no money, it's too embarrassing.

The little apprentice with blazing eyes is so cute that people can't help but want to tease him. Fu Siqian patted his forehead and said lazily, "Why, why don't you vent your anger?"

Feng Tinghan was half a head shorter than him, and was standing in a low position by the river, his head was thrown back when he was bounced, his neck drew a graceful arc, and the moonlight as cold as snow fell on his Adam's apple, Like a fragile cold orchid.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch, stroked the protrusion with his fingertips, felt the slight sliding of his hand, and the word "seduce" that Qi Shuyun said automatically appeared in his mind.

He seemed to feel it.

Although the other party did not mean this.

Feng Tinghan grabbed his sleeves, his brows were slightly raised, and the tails of his eyes were lightly raised, like a combination of lava and glaciers, the contradiction was strange and captivating: "Is Master helping me vent my anger?"

Fu Siqian recalled a passage in "Supreme God Lord" that impressed him deeply: [Those who want to become a Taoist have no love, the sharpest sword should be matched with the most gentle beauty, he has to stand out everywhere, and just one look can make people nostalgic , everyone is looking sideways at him, he will stop, but not because of any one person. 】

This passage has aroused heated discussions among readers, because the author implicitly hints at Feng Tinghan's attitude towards feelings, never rejecting anyone who comes, only taking care of the kidneys but not the heart.

Some readers praised him for his dedication to cultivating the Tao and his unrestrained style, while others called him cheating on his feelings and acting like a scumbag.

Fu Siqian only thought it was a story, and thinking so much about a paper man was purely full. At that time, he didn't know that he would be transmigrated into the book, and he didn't know that he would meet this unloving "gentleman". beauty".

At this moment, looking at the gentle and obedient person in front of him, he felt a strong impulse for no reason.

He wanted Feng Tinghan to stay for him.

No matter in what capacity, the important thing is "for him".

Putting his arms on Feng Tinghan's shoulders, Fu Siqian's cold palm immediately pressed against the back of his neck. Seeing him trembling slightly, Fu Siqian laughed softly: "Then have you vented your anger? He bullied you, insulted you , Said that you seduced me, said that you were my Taoist partner who wanted to form a bond with me, but you obviously did not do that, and you are not my Taoist partner."

Having said that, he stopped for a while, pinched the back of Feng Tinghan's neck like a cat, and smiled foolishly, like a romantic and expensive swinger: "You should be my child bride, right?"

Feng Tinghan pushed the confused people away, the heat spread from his neck to his whole face, his mind was full of the words "child bride", he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, and gave Fu Sigan a fierce look , turn around and run away.

Fu Siqian caught the falling leaves with his fingertips, and suddenly threw them to one side. The thin leaves cut through the air and penetrated straight into the tree trunk. Are you satisfied with what you heard, Master Yan?"

"Xianzun's words are wrong." Yan Fangshi came out from behind the tree with a smile on his face, "I came here for business, not just to listen to your corner."

He gave the steps, normal people should save face at this time, let this matter pass, Yan Fangshi leisurely waited for Fu Sigan to ask about something serious.

But this person in front of him is not a normal person at all, Fu Sigan gave him a sideways look, and asked relentlessly: "I didn't make a special trip but I listened to the whole audience. I am very curious about how Master Yan is feeling at this time."

Yan Fangshi: "..." I feel that you are sick, and it's not serious.

Fu Siqian smiled provocatively at him: "The one just now is my apprentice, and I will leave it in my hands for the rest of my life. I have a bad temper, and I don't want others to covet my things. I don't feel comfortable. Don't take it from me." I will pay for it with my life."

It's still in your hand, do you have such a big slap?

Yan Fangshi silently rolled his eyes: "Yan can't turn his head around, it's better for Immortal Zhao Yuan to say it clearly."

"Feng Tinghan is not something you can touch." Fu Siqian said sharply, "Do you remember, Master Yan?"

"He's really not something I can touch." But it's not something you can touch either.

Yan Fangshi didn't say the last sentence, he looked at the person in front of him with a half-smile, fortunately this person is still a fairy, if he hadn't got a brain, he would have been so stupid that he could say such a thing.

Fu Siqian felt that what he had said was on point. If Yan Fangshi had brains, he would not have made up his mind about Feng Tinghan. He leaned against the tree trunk and returned to his usual gentle and elegant appearance: "Didn't Master Yan say that Is there any business? About Jiang Yang's evil spirit?"

Jiangyang evil spirits have been haunted for about half a month, and the various sects are far away from the emperor, and the things that can be found are limited. This is indeed inferior to Yanhualou.Since Yan Fangshi knew they would come and had been waiting here for a long time, and even prepared the corpse water, he must have found out the truth about Jiang Yang's evil spirit.

Yan Fangshi nodded, and took out an envelope from his sleeve: "I did find something. You all said that Jiang Yang was an evil spirit. In my opinion, it is better to say it is a trick of the people."

Fu Siqian opened the envelope, but found that what was inside was not a letter at all, but a small piece of plain white cloth stuck to the paper. The corners were slightly curled, and there were several meandering cracks in the middle. Stitched together.

Yan Fangshi folded his hands and raised his chin at him: "Smell."

There was a faint floral fragrance on the fabric, not a synthetic powder fragrance, but a real herbal fragrance. Fu Siqian raised his eyebrows, and smelled it closer. It smells like a non-volatile solid perfume, the kind that can be made into clothes and worn on the body.

He stroked the small piece of fabric, combined with Yan Fangshi's words just now, he had a vague guess: "Man dies for money, birds die for food."

Hearing this, Yan Fangshi smiled, noncommittal, stretched his waist, and said as he walked back: "There is a very popular tailor shop in Jiangyang City. "The two characters are as white as the clouds in the sky, and as faint as the glitz in the forest.It is said that a piece of clothing is hard to come by. Immortal, if you have time, take your child bride-in-law to make a piece of clothing. "

Fu Siqian was a man of action, and as soon as the next day dawned, he took a group of people to Jiangyang City, of course his "child bride-in-law" was included in the group.

Feng Tinghan was still thinking about what happened last night, today he was far away from Fu Siqian, Yu Jian didn't go, just nestled in the cabin without saying a word, silently savoring the feeling of seasickness.

The closer it is to Jiangyang City, the more lively it is. There are more and more people along the banks of the river. Boats pass through the lotus leaves, and locals can be seen fishing and washing.The cultivators have lived outside the world for a long time, and rarely see such a scene full of fireworks. They all stand by the side of the boat, looking at everything around them curiously.

There were not many people in the cabin, except for an awkward child bride-in-law, there was only Qi Shuyun who was injured and unable to get off the ground. Such an accident happened just yesterday, and the atmosphere between the two was awkward. One pretended to be deaf and the other dumb, but it was okay It was an eerie and peaceful time.

When Jiang Jiu'an came in, Feng Tinghan was crouching by the table, wanting to vomit, his whole face was as white as a ghost, he looked pitiful.She put the food in her hand on the table, Feng Tinghan glanced at it, stuffed honeydew lotus root, spicy beef, dried plums... everything from sour to sweet to spicy.

"Seasickness will be better if you eat something with a strong taste. You can try something spicy or sour, and the effect is quite good." Jiang Jiu'an pushed the things in front of him, and said aggrievedly, "It's all It was prepared by our landlord, he was dragged away by your master, and he assigned me a task before leaving, so hurry up and eat something, otherwise he will nag me again."

I don't know what that guy wants to do again, Feng Tinghan sighed secretly, picked a piece of dried plums and put them in his mouth, Yan Fangshi chose the extremely sour variety, the sour taste made him tremble, Also suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit a little.

The task was completed, Jiang Jiuan left happily, Feng Tinghan propped his jaw, slowly chewed the dried plums in his mouth, and remembered what happened last night, when he was free now, Fu Sigan's words "You should She is my child bride", as if there was a fire burning in the bottom of my heart, and my whole body was in a panic.

Child bride-in-law!

"Feng Tinghan, I offended you a lot before. I didn't figure out the whole story so I preconceived it. I'm sorry." Qi Shuyun turned over, looked up at the canopy, and murmured, "In this competition, I have something to do with my family. I failed to participate, and the news that you won the first prize quickly spread to Hidden Sword Peak, and there were many discussions in my teacher's school, but it was not you who mentioned the most, but your master."

Feng Tinghan swallowed the dried plums and commented: "It's human nature."

Qi Shuyun laughed at himself: "How can you be an ordinary person who can break the Guanyin illusion formation? I was looking forward to getting acquainted with you, but I overheard the conversation between Lingyun Immortal and my master."

Feng Tinghan took another piece of spicy beef and chewed it. He could probably understand Qi Shuyun's mood, but he couldn't guess what this person meant now, that he wanted to befriend him?or what?

"Jealousy makes people's hearts ugly. I can't help but guess, if you were able to break the Avalokitesvara Illusory Formation, maybe the Immortal Venerable secretly helped you."

Feng Tinghan swallowed what was in his mouth, and his thoughts drifted back to the secret realm. He was able to find the hole so quickly, not entirely on his own. Although the illusion of killing the little fox trapped him, it also made him realize that there was something wrong with the pool .

Did you secretly help?Probably there are.

Qi Shuyun sat up, the injury on his body made him frown, he has an open and generous temperament, knowing that all this is his own fault: "Feng Tinghan, there is something I wanted to say to you before, but it has been delayed until now."

He cupped his fists and said seriously: "Zang Jianfeng, Qi Shuyun."

"Wuji Mountain, Feng..." Before Feng could finish his cold words, the boat suddenly shook violently, causing his stomach to churn, and he vomited all over the person in front of him.

The author has something to say: After the repair is completed, it will be updated normally.

Congratulations to Mr. Feng for unlocking a new identity: Fu Bao's child bride-in-law.