Mistaking the villain Xianzun as the object of salvation

Uh... my head is so dizzy...

In the groggy state, Zhou Yue struggled a lot, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of unfamiliar hands with slender and slender fingers, which can be seen to be well-maintained. At this moment, these hands are holding a small and exquisite carved brass hand stove.

Zhou Yue's mind was a little dull, he slowly rolled his eyes, and found that he was sitting in an antique wing room, with a pineapple wood chair under his body, snow-white fur on his knees, and a slightly hot copper stove in his hand , Tong'er next to him was eagerly adding tea: "Peak Master, you use tea."

Peak Lord?Zhou Yue shuddered suddenly, recalling everything before. By the way, he died suddenly of a myocardial infarction. In order to be resurrected, he had no choice but to accept a book-traveling task.

So, this is the book world?

Zhou Yue tried hard to maintain a calm expression, and said lightly: "Bring me a bronze mirror."

Tong'er was a little puzzled, but he still responded, and quickly brought a bronze mirror the size of a palm over.

Zhou Yue took a deep breath and held up the bronze mirror. The face of a young man was reflected in the mirror. He looked handsome and handsome. He was about 23 or [-] years old. He was [-]% like Zhou Yue himself, but his face was very pale and a little swollen. , with heavy dark circles under his eyes, he looks like a drug addict, like Danxiu whose brain has been damaged by taking drugs.

Zhou Yue murmured secretly, this is what the main system 001 said, that senior alchemist with the same name and surname as himself, Zhou Yue, doesn't look like a good thing.

By the way, the system jade pendant!Zhou Yue quickly touched his neck, and sure enough, he touched the warm Luanfeng jade pendant.

[Drip—the system starts, the host is bound, and the data is being displayed...]

With the crisp mechanical sound, a transparent interface appeared in front of Zhou Yue's eyes. The interface was very simple, with only three data. The first one was "the protagonist's blackening value", followed by a 20% bright red blood bar; the second The first is "countdown", which is currently 4 years, 11 months, 29 days, 23 hours and 55 minutes; the third is "initial points", which is currently 100 points.

Zhou Yue breathed a sigh of relief, with only 20% blackening value, it shouldn't be too difficult.

The system said: [Do you want to bind the memory of the original body? A: Yes B: No.Tip: Binding the memory of the original body needs to consume 10 points. 】

Zhou Yue answered in her heart: "A."

[Drip - memory binding...]

Zhou Yue felt dizzy for a while, and countless messy memory fragments poured into her brain, but these memories were not coherent and fuzzy, and she didn't know if it was a system problem, or the original body's brain was damaged by taking drugs.

Zhou Yue tried hard to sort out these memory fragments. Well, Yuanshen is a sick and weak idiot who is bullying and afraid of strength, but he has a capable brother. Yuanshen's brother collected a lot of treasures from heaven and earth, and forcibly piled Yuanshen into a high-level Danxiu After the death of Yuanzhen's elder brother, Yuanchen succeeded his elder brother and became one of the four peak masters of Lingxiao City, the master of Lingxi Peak.

After becoming the master of Lingxi Peak, the original body has three daily tasks: first, to be the lackey of Gu Ruhai, the owner of Lingxiao City, and help him catch boys and girls to make alchemy; second, to help Gu Ruhai abuse his son Gu Xuecheng, because Gu Ruhai doubts his wife The first wife, that is, Gu Xuecheng's mother who died of dystocia, gave herself a cuckold; third, taking drugs.

Zhou Yue: "..."

Fortunately, he has a strong mind. After being speechless for a while, he comforted himself optimistically. Now that he has become the villain's dog leg, the task of saving the protagonist is much easier.

At this time, there was only a sound of "squeak--", the door of the wing room was pushed open, and a steward walked in: "Master Zhou, it's almost you hour, and the city lord has already had dinner at the Hexiangyuan , coming soon."

"I see." Zhou Yue nodded calmly. It seems that the protagonist Shou should have knelt outside for a day, and Gu Ruhai is also coming over. The plot of "begging to make a stove" is about to begin, so I have to hurry up .

The steward pondered again: "Young City Master has been kneeling outside for a whole day, and the City Master may still punish you. Peak Master Zhou, should we prepare the whip first?"

Well, it really has been kneeling for a day... Wait, young city lord?Isn't the one kneeling the protagonist Shou? What's the matter with Guan Shaocheng?

Zhou Yue's mind was a little blank. He tried his best to recall the poor plot of the original work he had mastered, as well as the messy memory fragments of the original body, trying to piece together a complete truth.

By the way, just now through the memory of the original body, he already knew that the young city lord was called "Gu Xuecheng". When he was in the main system space, he heard the readers say "my Xiaochen", and he thought it was "Xiaochen" at the time. " Or "Xiao Chen", is it actually a "small town"?

A bright flash of lightning flashed through Zhou Hai's mind, and he suddenly understood something, and couldn't help but gasp, could this young city lord be the protagonist?The protagonist Shou and the villain are father and son? !

He tremblingly said: "Steward, is it the 28th of the twelfth lunar month today, and is it snowing outside?"

The steward said doubtfully, "Yes."

Zhou Yue's mind was buzzing, and she wanted to struggle again: "Only the young city master is kneeling, and there is no one else?"

The steward said inexplicably, "It's gone."

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, kneeling in the snow, a boy named "Xiaocheng", even if Zhou Yue didn't want to believe it, everything was closed.

So, the protagonist's father is the villain City Lord Ling Xiao, and this plot is about father and son... messing with each other.

Zhou Yue felt like he was struck by lightning. Although he has a gentle temper, he is actually very conservative. He can't even accept the plot of the protagonist being a man, let alone the plot of father and son. Reggio is gone.

As if aware of his broken mood, the system said quietly: [Actually, he is a cheap son anyway, once you accept this setting...]

Zhou Yue has a good self-cultivation, but she couldn't help cursing in her heart: "Even if they are not the biological father and son, they are also very perverted, okay?"

The steward looked at him gnashing his teeth, and asked in confusion, "Master Zhou, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go, go out and see the young city master." Zhou Yue took a deep breath, forget it, the task is important.

The steward quickly pushed open the door of the wing room, and Zhou Yue walked out. In front of him was an exquisite courtyard. The sky was gloomy at this time, covered with dark clouds, and there was light snow like crushed salt floating in the sky. A thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground of the courtyard. And in the middle of the courtyard, there was a boy in white kneeling.

This is naturally Gu Xuecheng.

Gu Xuecheng was slender, only about thirteen or fourteen years old, he was kneeling upright in the snow, his thin back was straight, his white clothes were already soaked in snow, and his long eyelashes were densely drooping. , and even a thin layer of hoarfrost.

Despite his embarrassment, his appearance was still a little immature, but it was hard to hide that incomparably beautiful snow-white face, not to mention that refined temperament like ice sculptures.

Zhou Yue stared blankly for no reason, somehow, he remembered a poem: "In the pear blossom season, the white brocade is fragrant and fragrant, and the jade trees are piled up with snow. The quiet night is heavy, the light is misty, and the coldness melts into the moon." .”

Pear blossoms in the quiet night, and snow in the buds, these words are really perfect to describe Gu Xuecheng.

Uh, wait a minute, this song "Wu Su Nian" chanting Lihua doesn't seem to describe men.Zhou Yue came back to her senses and couldn't help laughing. What was she thinking? In Jin Yong's novel, Qiu Chuji described Xiaolongnv in the song "No Worldly Thoughts", but she actually wore it on Gu Xuecheng's body.

However, as the protagonist, Gu Xuecheng really looks very weak, like a delicate flower bud that cannot bear the heavy snow, no wonder he can only seek shelter from a man, living like a dodder flower, it is pitiful.

Zhou Yue carefully sized up the young man, with a calm expression on his face, but a little uneasy in his heart, the big villain is coming soon, and then Gu Xuecheng should kneel down and beg to make the stove, but the stove was not made, and he was locked in the woodshed. Let the two guards ruin it.

He looked at the clear and indifferent young man in white clothes, and recalled the pitiful and despicable appearance of the young man in the original book, who was kneeling on the ground and begging to be a man. Is it not good to rely on yourself?

Forget it, I don't think about it so much, my task is to protect the protagonist Shou, help the protagonist Shou to form alchemy, and prevent him from becoming black, what should I do at this juncture?

As if feeling Zhou Yue's gaze, Gu Xuecheng slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Zhou Yue expressionlessly.

Zhou Yue was stunned, what kind of eyes were those, like two black crystals immersed in ice water, indifferent, clear, hard, and... unspeakably fragile.

Gu Xuecheng looked straight at Zhou Yue, and then slowly opened his mouth. His voice was a little hoarse, but still cold and sweet: "Peak Master Zhou, is father coming?"

Hearing the word "father" and thinking of the next father-son incest drama, the corners of Zhou Yue's mouth twitched again, and she didn't answer.

Gu Xuecheng twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile: "That's right, my father once said that I should call him the City Lord. So, when will the City Lord come over?"

Are you in such a hurry to make a stove?Zhou Yue sighed secretly, a man should be mature, stable, self-respecting and self-improving, how could he be so self-willed and humble?What a poor person, there must be something to hate.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, and the young man's thin body shook slightly, but in the next moment, he managed to straighten his spine again, like a small flower bud in the wind and snow, obviously extremely fragile, but still struggling to think. To survive.

Zhou Yue's chest suddenly softened for a moment, how old is this child?Thirteen?fourteen?He's a few years younger than Zhou Xiaoling, and he's just an ignorant child. It's the big villain who abused him since he was a child who should be cut to death, not this child who went astray.

At this time, the steward said softly: "Master Zhou Feng, the city lord is coming soon, the old man has been in a bad mood these days, and the matter of the young city lord's alchemy has not progressed... The old slave is thinking that the city lord may 'teach me well' Young city lord, let's prepare the whip first."

Gu Xuecheng's thin body trembled slightly.

"Alright, prepare a few more." Zhou Yue said lightly.

Although he was very calm on the surface, he was quickly thinking about how to stop the following "begging to make a stove and drag him into the woodshed" plot of thunder?

Pleading with the villain?I have just crossed over, if I recklessly intercede for Gu Xuecheng, it is very likely that the big villain will see my flaws, let alone saving people, I am afraid that the mud bodhisattva will not be able to protect himself when he crosses the river.

Or act first, rescue Gu Xuecheng now, and run away together?The original book said that the big villain is the best in the world, with a ruthless personality, who slaughtered most of the cultivation world, and saving people under his nose, I'm afraid it would be too long.

How to do?

Zhou Yue thought of seven or eight ways in succession, but none of them were feasible. Just when he was almost at his wit's end, his mind suddenly brightened up. Since he couldn't deal with the big villain, he could make a fuss about Gu Xuecheng!

As long as Gu Xuecheng is persuaded to give up making the stove, wouldn't the plot change?

But how to persuade?Hard persuasion is definitely not enough, it is very easy to collapse the design, and it will be miserable if it is suspected of taking the house.By the way, the so-called inviting generals is not as good as aggressive generals. Judging by the weak appearance of the young man, he probably has no face. To deal with this kind of person, it is better to persuasion with persuasive words than to be sarcastic.

Zhou Yue made up his mind and was thinking about what to say, when the old steward said again: "Master Zhou Feng, what do you think of these whips?"

Zhou Yue came back to her senses, turned over the thick whips casually, nodded and said: "Let's put it aside for now, I will have a few words with the young city master."

He coughed lightly, and slowly walked in front of Gu Xuecheng.

Gu Xuecheng raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, there was no expression on his beautiful face.

Zhou Yue recalled the bullying face of the original body, and snorted coldly: "Why has there been no progress in the young city lord's alchemy? It really failed the city lord and his old man's painstaking efforts!"

Gu Xuecheng said softly: "I will do my best."

Zhou Yue imitated the tone of the original body, and said sarcastically: "Young City Master, don't go to those crooked paths of casual cultivators just to form alchemy."

Gu Xuecheng frowned slightly: "What does Master Zhou mean?"

Zhou Yue gave a "tsk", and deliberately raised her voice: "I don't know if you have heard that some casual cultivators don't hesitate to use their bodies as men to make furnaces for senior monks in order to form alchemy? Young City Master, you But don't go this way."

The stewards and servants in the yard lowered their eyebrows and were used to such things as Zhou Yue's wanton humiliation of Gu Xuecheng.

Gu Xuecheng's face turned cold, and he didn't answer.

Being guessed about the central issue, I have nothing to say.Zhou Yue secretly sighed in her heart, only felt that the child was really pitiful, but she continued to persecute her: "Young City Master, the most important thing in life is to be clean and self-respecting. If you lose some things, you will never find them in your life." Come back. The young city master must take care of himself, and refrain from doing such self-willed and degrading things, and lose the face of my Lingxiao city."

Gu Xuecheng's face was icy cold, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, almost without a trace of blood.

Zhou Yue continued to add fuel to the flames: "To be honest, what's the difference between making furnaces and selling butts for the purpose of forming alchemy, and those whores in brothels? I used to only know that there are ruthless ways, killing Dao, Dao of Xiaoyao, I didn’t expect there to be Dao of selling ass, hahahaha.”

A few servants couldn't hold back, and snickered softly.

Gu Xuecheng closed his eyes, his face pale.

Zhou Yue couldn't bear it in his heart, but in order to avoid the scene of the furnace, he hardened his heart and said the last sentence: "However, the young city master is so good-looking, if you go to practice the way of selling ass, and act like a prostitute... , should be quite eye-catching, I am looking forward to it, hahahaha."

The servants sniggered, Gu Xuecheng lowered his eyes, his clear face was as cold as frost, the fists beside him were clenched tightly, and faint blood oozes out from between his fingers.

At this time, a drawn-out voice came from outside the door: "The city lord is here—"