The paranoid male protagonist has been coveting me for a long time [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Zhuotao lay dead on the couch for a long time before getting up with a numb face to look in the mirror.

He walked through it just now and found himself in women's clothing, and suddenly lost his curiosity about the world.

"Little Bai,? I think you deserve a beating."

Xiaobai laughed twice, "At that time, there were two identities that could be chosen. The first one was a eunuch who didn't know much. You chose the second one before you finished listening. It can't be all my fault."

Ji Zhuotao took a deep breath, and saw that the beauty's eyes reflected in the bronze mirror contained spring water and her face was like creamy fat, with three thousand black hairs like waterfalls, and her little face was rosy and fair, like water lilies floating on the lake.

Twenty-eight years old, with an alluring appearance.

Ji Zhuotao's voice turned a few times: "... so beautiful?"

Such a mother,? Looking at it this way, she is a woman, and Ji Zhuotao immediately felt that she had already died half of her life.

But there is that thing down there, he understands that eunuchs like to dress up, but he is not a eunuch,? But he dresses up like this? Could it be a pervert who is neither male nor female?

No wonder he was so suspicious, because he had seen a world with intersex people in the world directory.

For the final verification, he closed his eyes and touched it with trembling hands, suddenly froze, did he have breasts? !

Ji Zhuotao suddenly felt that he touched a hot potato, and threw it away,? After struggling for a long time, he realized that the hot potato was on his chest.

His expression cracked, and he shouted heart-piercingly: "Xiaobai! How dare you really do this?!"

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Xiaobai: "Actually, it's just the original owner's blindfold... Aren't you also a demon heretic, and you didn't see through this magic?"

"..." Ji Zhuotao immediately changed his face, and cast a spell to restore his body to its original state.

It turns out that he in this world is a fox demon named Ji Qing.

Ji Qing was rescued by a young scholar before he took shape.

After taking shape, Ji Qing disguised herself as a woman and approached the scholar to repay her kindness.

Scholar also loves beauties, and the two are in love with concubines, and soon they made a marriage contract, and they will get married soon.

However, on the day of the wedding, the scholar was in distress on the way to marry Ji Qing, his entourage scattered and fled, and the scholar died on the spot.

Ji Qing grieved and wanted to avenge the scholar.

The most suspicious ones are the scholar's stepmother and the scholar's younger brother, so Ji Qing went to the scholar's house, intending to make things difficult for the stepmother and younger brother.When he had had enough tossing around, he planned to eat the concubine brother himself.

Ji Zhuotao was startled, "So brainless? Did you take revenge without investigating clearly?"

Xiaobai: "That's why he is the vicious male supporting role."

Ji Zhuantao: "But this... the scene seems to be more like a vicious female supporting role?"

Xiaobai: "This is the preference of the world consciousness. The He family can only inherit the family property by the son of destiny and his son, so you can only arrange a male wife for your dead ghost husband."

However, when Ji Zhuotao came, Ji Qing had already taken over the business of the scholar's family and emptied the rights of the stepmother, but the younger brother has not come back yet.

He didn't know where this concubine brother had gone. The scholar's father said that the concubine brother's family fell into poverty when he was young, so his father fostered him in a relative's house.

The scholar's surname was He, and his father was a landlord and gentry, known as He Yuanwai.

He Yuanwai didn't want to follow the concubine back at first, but he received letters from his relatives saying that the concubine was ignorant and incompetent, and he couldn't compare to his eldest son.

But now that the eldest son is dead, he has to take the concubine back to inherit the family property, so he wrote a letter asking the concubine to come back, but he has not received a reply yet.

Ji Zhuotao already had guesses in his heart: "This concubine brother..."

Xiaobai: "It is the child of destiny."

"..." He knew it.It seems that there is no need to guess the script this time, he just needs to be a vicious "sister-in-law" and make things difficult for Destiny's Child every day.

Xiaobai: "But Destiny's Child is actually missing now. There is an evil servant in his relative's family who kidnapped him as a child. Presumably He Yuanwai's reply letter is far away."

Ji Zhuotao: "..." I have to wait again!

Xiaobai: "Not only do you have to wait, you also have to be a widow for your dead ghost husband."

Ji Zhuotao: ...I really want to send Xiaobai back to the furnace for remaking.

But Ji Zhuotao has no choice but to wait at home first to get familiar with the environment.

As for widowhood, Ji Zhuotao went to the ancestral hall every day conscientiously.

After waiting for half a year, Ji Zhuotao couldn't wait for the news of his concubine brother, and couldn't stay at home anymore, so he simply used the name of business to play around.

Baiyun Temple received a letter.

It was sent from Hejiazhuang, and Yuanwai He wrote the pen himself, asking Baiyun Temple to help them get rid of the evil spirits.

The eldest son of the He family died half a year ago, and then the house began to be haunted by ghosts. For half a year, the funeral couldn't be done, and people were in panic.

He Yuanwai tried all kinds of methods, asking Taoist priests to do it, and hiring demon masters, but nothing worked.

So someone advised He Yuanwai, saying that there is an expert in Baiyun Temple, with profound blessings, who may be able to get rid of evil spirits.

He Yuanwai also went to the doctor in an emergency, since everyone said he could... let's try.

It is natural to send powerful people to difficult things.

So the old monk sent his youngest disciple, Shanfa.

Shanfa grew up in the monastery since he was a child, and this is the first time he has left the monastery.

Baiyun Temple has many rules and strict discipline. The young monk was under control all day long. When he learned that Shanfa could leave the temple, he immediately came and begged to take him with him.

Shanfa had already packed his travel bags, and unhurriedly stared at the green leaves on the tips of the branches outside the window, and said lightly, "You are still young."

The little monk is like the new shoots on the branches in spring, exuberant, full of vigor and vitality, curious and longing for everything.

"No! I'm not young anymore. You see, I've grown so tall. I want to go out with you and learn skills."

The little monk's tone seemed very firm.

The peak of the mountain not far away is surrounded by a faint white mist. Looking through the white mist, the distant mountain is like a daisy, and Shanfa's brows and eyes are still compassionate and gentle.

"No. The precepts are clear and the Buddha's heart Zen words, how can it be child's play."

Time treats him very coldly, obviously his heart has been vicissitudes slightly, as if he has broken through the world of mortals, but he is still a boy of eighteen or nineteen who has not yet reached the crown.

Shanfa soon left the temple alone.

Baiyun Temple is tens of miles away from Hejiazhuang. Because of the emergency, Shanfa went to buy a carriage.

Ji Zhuotao sat in a carriage for a whole day and came here to discuss business. When he was hunting at the horse farm, he saw a handsome monk who bought a carriage but couldn't hire a driver, so he was worried.

This racecourse is remote, and there are only a few regular coachmen. They have already received jobs today, and this monk may have to wait until tomorrow to start his journey.

Xiaobai: ...It's obviously you who drove all the grooms away, okay?

Shanfa was about to ask for help when a small car came to meet him.

The car is hung with a curtain full of carvings and paintings, which is exquisite and exquisite. Several maidservants walked slowly along with the car.The youngest servant girl is riding a pony, she is very graceful.

Looking closer, the curtain was blown away by the wind, and there was a young man about 20 years old sitting inside, with gorgeous decorations and a fairy appearance.

Ji Qingxian opened the gauze curtain with his fingers, and his voice was clear and beautiful, "Monk, but you can't ride a horse?"

Boys and girls look natural.As clear as a curling jug, as bright as a ruby, extremely charming, absolutely stunning in the world.

On the surface of Shanfa, he was calm and calm, with a cold attitude, but he secretly doubted the identity of this person, "What is the meaning of the benefactor?"

In fact, Ji Qing didn't have a strong demonic aura at first, but after being possessed by Ji Zhuotao, a ghost cultivator, the aura of demons and heretics became more obvious.

Ji Zhuotao does have the art of blinding eyes.

But it is no match for Shanfa Buddha's clear heart and piercing eyes.

Seeing that he didn't dare to look at him, Ji Qing felt a little funny. Although he was a monk, he was probably just a kid.

He had already recognized that this was Destiny's Child.But he had never seen him so young, and it was a novelty for a while.

Ji Zhuotao thought it was a coincidence, didn't he, after waiting for half a year, he didn't get it, but now he didn't wait, but met him.

Ji Zhuotao: "I remember, the original owner wanted to eat him?"

Xiaobai: "You won't really..."

He laughed, "Of course not really eating."

Demons cannibalize people. If you want to eat something delicious, you have to charm people and make them willing.

Originally, he thought that this task was not difficult.

But unexpectedly, after waiting for half a year, the Child of Destiny turned out to be a monk, so he became a little interested.

Ji Qing said that he could take Shanfa along with him or lend him the groom, but Shanfa declined. He said that his business was very important and the journey back and forth was long, so he didn't want to waste his time.

So Ji Qing said, "I see that you are in excellent health. You have practiced martial arts. Riding a horse should be easy for you. How about I teach you some for now?"

Shanfa is a good young man who practiced martial arts. When he was in Baiyun Temple, he studied hard every day.

Riding a horse is just a piece of cake for him. Even if he accidentally slips and falls off the horse, he can stop the damage in time and can't bear the injury.

Since he couldn't find anyone, Shanfa had no choice but to agree.

He thought numbly, no wonder the old monk asked him to come out to practice. He didn't even go down the mountain, and it was already difficult. Maybe he encountered some monsters.

Although demons eat people, they generally don't approach monks.

If there is a demon approaching the monk, there is only one reason, coveting the monk's pure and kind inner alchemy.

Ji Qing got out of the carriage, got on the horse, sat on the saddle, pulled up the reins, and stretched out a hand towards Shanfa.

He was happy to tease the reserved and shy monk.

Although Shanfa was still indifferent, he was a little flustered, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

The monk, who is also a young man, has never seen such a beauty, and has never experienced such an ambiguous atmosphere. Of course he can't stand it.

Shanfa had no choice but to follow him.He was pulled onto the horse by him and sat in front of him.

The horse was controlled by Ji Qing and started to gallop.From time to time, there was the whistling wind in my ear, and the young man's voice was still that warm and delicate voice, which was extremely pleasant, "Monk, riding a horse is not difficult, I believe you will learn it soon."

The essentials are not difficult, and the good dharma can be mastered in a short time. After all, it is much simpler than the daily study of Buddhist scriptures and kung fu.

Shanfa tried it out a little, took the reins by himself, and started to control the horse. During this trial, he ran around the racecourse several times.Riding the horse and riding the wind, Ren Chenfeng is sandwiched with dew.

Because Ji Qing was behind Shanfa, he couldn't help but put his arms around him slightly, his eyebrows drooped, covering his bright and clear eyes, no one knew the flickering in his eyes, the depth was unpredictable.

Ji Qing said with a smile, "I'm not wrong."

But he studied the virtuous dharma too seriously and ignored it.Beating the horse raises dust, and the light dust covers the hoof of the horse.

Shanfa finally had a smile from the bottom of his heart, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

Ji Qing turned over and got off the horse neatly. His waist-length hair followed his movements, and his curly hair was flying in the air. He was a beautiful crow-colored young man who was proud of his spring breeze.

"Now you just need a little time to adapt, the essentials are not difficult."

Shanfa didn't expect that his Yuma was so talented.He smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Ji Qing also had a smile on his brows, and the two of them seemed to be inexplicably close just because of these few words.

Ji Qingshi is a person who hides his secrets. On the surface, he is proficient in skills. If you ask a few casual words, you will become familiar with the good dharma.

Ji Qing walked beside him, and put on a gentle smile again, "Monk, you don't have to be humble."

Shanfa suddenly found that this man looked good when he smiled, his originally handsome face became more energetic when he smiled, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The smile is bright and eye-catching, with a unique style.

Shanfa still suspects that Ji Qing is a monster.

Ji Qing ordered someone to hand over the greeting card to Shanfa, and said: "Since you know how to drive horses, go quickly, I will also go in a few days, I am also from Hejiazhuang, if you need anything else, you can Come find me."

Shanfa jumped on the horse again, accepted it respectfully, didn't look at the greeting card, put it directly into his sleeve, and replied: "Thank you, my lord, I will come to pay my respects every time."

It won't be too late to deal with this monster after he calms down the evil spirit of He Yuan's family.

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