Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Jiang Fuqing reported his name.

After a while, Bai Chuji came over to open the door, and when he saw Jiang Fuqing, he also came up to him and took him to sit at the stone table under the tree.Jiang Fuqing saw that he looked tired and lazy, but his clothes were neatly dressed, and his hair was tied loosely with a mahogany hairpin.

So Jiang Fuqing asked: "Did I disturb you?"

Bai Chuji shook his head, and said, "It's okay, I'm weak, I just took a nap in the room, and I didn't notice the knock on the door, so I'm so negligent."

Jiang Fuqing didn't doubt that he was there, nodded and said, "I'm really sorry to disturb your rest."

Bai Chuji poured a bowl of tea for him, and said with a smile, "It's okay. What's the matter with you coming to me in such a hurry?"

In the book Jiang Fuqing read, Bai Chuji was a good person, so he was not on guard against him, so he cut to the chase and said, "Mr. Bai, do you know how to get rid of the cauldron physique?"

"So you came here for this matter." Bai Chuji smiled, then put down his teacup, and said to Jiang Fuqing, "You must have suffered a lot from it, right?"

Jiang Fuqing nodded, frowned again, and thought: If you meet a white Shang Mingqian, it's okay, but if you meet a red Shang Mingqian, you can almost drive him crazy.

He sighed, remained silent for a while, and then said: "Sir, you are very knowledgeable and talented, so you should have a solution?"

Jiang Fuqing was not good at communication at first, and he had already used all his communication skills at this moment, he just wanted to praise Bai Chuji to the sky first, so as to seek follow-up.

"Mr. Jiang is absurd. I have a way—"

"any solution?"

Bai Chuji paused, took another sip from the teacup, and then said slowly, "It's fine as long as the cauldron kills its master."

Jiang Fuqing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked hesitantly, "Really?"

Bai Chuji nodded and said, "As long as the master dies, the cauldron will be free. Moreover, there will still be the mark of the master on the body, and no one else can form a contract with you again. Isn't it a multiplicity of actions?"

So this is equivalent to uninstalling the software, but the registry is still there?

Jiang Fuqing's mind travels beyond the sky.

"What? You don't want him to die?" Bai Chuji asked meaningfully, curling the corners of his lips.

Jiang Fuqing frowned and said: "But I can't beat him." What can I do, I am also very desperate.

Bai Chuji shook his head, smiled, and quickly restrained his expression, turned his head to the side and gave a fake cough, and said, "Why do you need a knife to kill people?"

Jiang Fuqing didn't understand and shook his head.

I really can't think of any other way to kill Shang Mingqian other than Shang Mingqian standing there and letting him chop.

Seeing his dumbfounded appearance, Bai Chuji was helpless, so he had to resort to the second trick, saying: "Well, I have nothing to do, and it's also boring. If you trust me, you can take your flesh and blood for me to study, maybe Can research a way to get rid of the cauldron physique."

"Flesh and blood?" Jiang Fuqing asked.

"Yes, yours." Bai Chuji said.

Jiang Fuqing thought for a while, and said, "You want my blood to be tested?"

Does this planet have a testing machine?

Although he couldn't understand it, he expected that Bai Chuji was a good person and would not lie to him, so he immediately took the knife and prepared to cut his leg.

It's just that he was gesticulating, but he couldn't move his hands, and felt pain, so he asked, "Is there any anesthetic?"

Bai Chuji didn't realize that he was quite thoughtful, so he shook his head and said, "If you're afraid of pain, forget it."

Jiang Fuqing was shocked by his words, and the past scenes flashed in his mind again, thinking that if he could get out of this cauldron body, what suffering would he not endure?In the past few days, Shang Mingqian had pinched him several times, and he didn't know which time he would die, so he lost his heart and melted a gash on his calf.

But he was terribly afraid, so it wasn't too deep, and the blood didn't flow much, but he felt like he couldn't do it in an instant, and the pain was terrific.

Bai Chuji also knew that this was probably his limit, so he took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, took a few drops of blood, carefully put it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Okay. You should go back and bandage it quickly, so as not to cause the wound to fester .”

Jiang Fuqing nodded, still a little curious about his laboratory equipment, so he glanced into the room and found that the clothes in the room seemed to be in a mess.Bai Chuji blocked his sight and said, "If you have anything else to do, feel free to come to me."

Jiang Fuqing nodded, very grateful.

Three more days passed.

Jiang Fuqing was completely bored, and was focused on waiting for Bai Chuji's test results.

At this time, seeing Shang Mingqian approaching, Jiang Fuqing stared at his pupils for a while, and was sure that it was Shang Mingqian who was white, so he was finally relieved a little.

Shang Mingqian realized that he had a memory gap again, fearing that something might happen to Jiang Fuqing, he hurried over to check again.But at the moment Jiang Fuqing is fine, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but he is still worried, and tentatively asks: "I...didn't do anything strange before, did I?"

When he asked, it confirmed Jiang Fuqing's conjecture. In fact, Shang Mingqian in the white state didn't remember what happened in the red state at all.But he didn't refute, instead he took the responsibility for the crime, beat and scolded, and didn't fight back.Thinking of this, Jiang Fuqing felt a little sympathetic to him.

The emergence of multiple personalities is generally closely related to psychological trauma.

What has he experienced?

Jiang Fuqing shook his head and said, "No, you fell asleep right away."

"Really?" Shang Mingqian didn't believe it, and then said: "That's good."

Then Shang Mingqian said: "If you see that I am injured, you'd better stay away from me." Shang Mingqian faintly noticed that as long as he was injured, the more serious the injury, the higher the chance of getting sick.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Fuqing felt disgusted, and couldn't bear to kill him in exchange for freedom. After all, he was also sick, so he treated him like this, and it couldn't be all his fault.

After thinking about it again, why should he have such bad luck?

He just saw that he was seriously injured and couldn't bear it, so he dragged him to the cave for treatment. What did he do wrong?

Sure enough, good fortune tricks people, and fate is impermanent.

At this moment, he was in a white personality, and Jiang Fuqing couldn't take his anger out on him, so he just nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He just agreed very well and said, "I will pay attention next time."

Shang Mingqian heaved a sigh of relief, took out the sparrow sword and returned it to him, and said, "You forgot this sword when you left, so I will return it to you."

Where did he forget?He was so frightened that he rolled and crawled smoothly, how dare he ask for a sword?

Jiang Fuqing remembered that he had stabbed him with this sword, and felt a little guilty in his heart. He quickly put away the sword and asked, "Is your injury okay?"

Shang Mingqian nodded, smiled, and said, "It's all right."

"Oh... really?" The assassin stabbed him in the shoulder, and then he stabbed him in the abdomen, and there was a terrible wound on his chest from nowhere.That's it?Isn't this recovery ability too strong?As expected of a cultivator.