On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

On the second day, Chu Qingming followed Bai Zhaojun to meet the representative of Zhengdao.

To Chu Qingming's surprise, the leading man, who was so dignified and looked upright, turned out to be someone he knew.

It is the rock.

Shan Shi is no longer the little beggar he used to be, he is now the head of the Sword Spirit Sect.The so-called up-and-coming star, he has a high prestige in the Righteous Way, since he can sign the agreement on behalf of the Righteous Way.

"Long time no see." Shan Shi obviously remembered him and greeted him.

Chu Qingming smiled and nodded.

Then there were all kinds of rather boring things about the agreement, Chu Qingming didn't want to hear it, so he took the waiter out of the meeting hall.

The breeze is blowing, the snow on the cedars is rustling, and a round of winter hangs high in the sky, and the weather is not warm.

Chu Qingming was wearing a snow-white fox-fur cloak, and he couldn't help touching the blue feather hanging around his waist—this was the last time Lan Osmanthus gave him.

Looking at the snowy scenery in the distance, he let out a puff of white air when he opened his mouth, "Xiao Wu, you said that if you have a crush on someone, you must be forced to suffer the pain of being separated from him, it must be hard."

"Master, that's for sure." The waiter replied.

"That's right, so I want to help him." After Chu Qingming said this, he was speechless.

Two black birds flew over the mountains in the distance, and there was only the sound of the wind blowing the pine needles around.

The waiter didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't ask any further questions. He just saw the door of the hall opened and reminded Chu Qingming, "My lord, the Lord and the others have come out."

With a smile on the corner of Chu Qingming's mouth, he turned and walked towards Bai Zhaojun.

"It's so windy outside, why don't you go back to the main hall." Seeing that his face was a little red from the wind, Bai Zhaojun couldn't help frowning, and touched Chu Qingming's hand again, it was still warm.

"I've been inside every day, and I finally got out, so naturally I have to look around more." Chu Qingming replied in a low voice.

"It's so beautiful to see snow everywhere. I'll take you out for a walk when the weather cools down."

A golden butterfly landed lightly on Bai Zhaojun's shoulder, his eyebrows frowned almost invisibly, "I have something to deal with now, you and the waiter go back to Fuhong Palace."

"Go." Chu Qingming nodded, watched him leave, then turned and walked towards Shanshi who was about to lead the righteous people away.

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No one wants to step into the dungeon of Fuhong Temple. It is not dirty, there are no poisonous rats and snakes, and everything is clean.The light of the fire hit the cold stone wall, but the wind blowing was mixed with a strong smell of blood, making one's back chill.

Many unruly people die here every day, but none of the corpses are transported out.The people who do things are very clean, because they all know that what Bai Zhaojun hates most is messy places.

He had to make sure that every part of Dead Mountain was clean, so that he wouldn't have to worry about the little sparrow accidentally bumping into something and being frightened and flying away.

Slowly pour the liquid in the bottle on a dead body that just fell, and immediately there is only a puddle of scarlet liquid on the ground. Once the water washes away, there is nothing left.

Another gust of bloody wind blew.

In the innermost cell, a woman with disheveled hair had her hands tied together by chains, and her feet were only a palm away from the ground.

Her hair was messy, her body was already stained with blood, her head was hanging sideways, dying.

It was Wan Niang.

Bai Zhaojun sat on the teacher's chair, his clothes hanging obediently at his feet.

The person next to him picked up a bucket of water and poured it on the unconscious woman. In the middle of winter, the water mixed with ice cubes splashed on her body, making her feel cold all over her body just looking at it.

"Ahem——" Wan Niang moved her head, and it took her a long time to forcefully open her eyes, looking at the person sitting in front of her.

Bai Zhaojun immediately lost control of his emotions and began to curse.Even the chains on the feet jingled, and the hands and feet moved, looking like a fish.

The dark attendant standing behind Bai Zhaojun gritted his teeth, a drop of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, he didn't expect that this woman still had strength after being punished for so many days.

Bai Zhaojun ignored her yelling and tapped on the armrest with his slender fingertips.

As if she was finally tired of hearing it, she said nonchalantly, "The sound of chains is too loud, cut off her feet, oh yes, don't cut off her tongue yet."

The dark attendant led the order to step forward, raised the knife and dropped it, while Wan Niang was still yelling and cursing, she lost her leg.

The great pain came, and Wan Niang's shrill scream resounded through the dungeon. Bai Zhaojun seemed to be listening to some beautiful music, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"This deity has no patience. If you don't say what you should say, just die." The tone was extremely leisurely.

Wan Niang clenched her teeth, her eyes were red, and she stared at him viciously, as if she would turn into a hellish ghost to take revenge in the next moment.

"If you don't say anything, you can only feed the snake." Bai Zhaojun seemed to sigh, and then moved his fingers, and a black and red giant snake immediately appeared behind him and stood coiled.

"Recently, it prefers fried food..." Bai Zhaojun glanced at the servant, "Go get a frying pan and heat it up."

The dark waiter was startled, but he took the order calmly on his face.

After a while, Wan Niang was hoisted into the air, and the hot oil pan was placed at her feet.The blood red on her feet fell into the pot, and a large oily flower bloomed on her body.

Seeing the oil pan getting closer and closer to her, Wan Niang finally showed panic in her eyes, she kept twisting and finally collapsed, "No, I'll say anything, I'll say everything!"

"Disobedient." Bai Zhaojun asked the dark servant to remove the frying pan with a cold face, "Speak."

Wan Niang glanced at the oil pan that hadn't been moved out of the room with lingering fear, and finally spoke.

"Originally, that bitch and I... No, your mother Xinwan is a witch woman who belongs to the evil way. I rescued a seriously injured man at the foot of the mountain 30 years ago, so I asked Xinwan to take care of her with me. But that When the man woke up, the first thing he saw was Xin Wan, and the two of them were secretly in love with me for life. It was obviously the man I met first, and I saved him, so why... Then the man suddenly disappeared, and we I thought he was gone and would never come back."

"Then one day, a person came suddenly, saying that he wanted to find someone to go to Fuhong Palace to be a spiritual girl. In the end, he wanted to choose one person from me and Xinwan. Everyone knew that the spiritual girl would marry the Demon Lord in the future. I If I didn't want to go, I begged Xinwan, but she couldn't stand my begging, so I finally agreed to go."

"It wasn't until the day I picked up the spirit girl that I found out from Xinwan that the Demon Lord was the man I had saved before. I thought to myself that Xinwan must have known about it before and deliberately kept it from me. The night before he left, he burned the ancestral hall of the witch clan, left Xinwan's witch seal in place, and blamed her and the people who came to pick her up."

"People in the clan don't really believe that it will be the turn of the witch clan to choose the spirit woman, so they naturally believe that those men are also liars. Xinwan left the evil way in desperation, but that man did not choose me to replace the spirit girl. I will go to Xunxinwan in the next day."

"Later she still had contact with me, saying that she lived temporarily with the Bai family. Later, her spiritual power gradually weakened due to being away from the family for a long time. The Patriarch of the Bai family took advantage of her drunkenness to force her. When he took her as a concubine, he His wife was in labor, and she died of dystocia immediately upon hearing the news."

"Later, she left the witch clan and became weaker because of giving birth to you. She didn't live long and passed away. The pattern on your calf is her witch seal, so I was sure you were born by her at first sight. That kid."

Bai Zhaojun squeezed the armrest slightly, and finally got up to leave.

As soon as he left the dungeon, he saw the anxious waiter guarding the door.

"Why are you here?" Bai Zhaojun frowned.

As soon as the waiter saw him, he immediately came up, "My lord, he left with the head of Luo, and my slave couldn't keep up, so I had to come to the lord."

"Luo Shanshi." Bai Zhaojun narrowed his eyes and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Houshan——

There was light snow rustling in the air, and a layer fell after a while.

"As long as you walk through this door, you can go to Chu Wen's world." Chu Qingming looked at the charred feather in his hand and said to Shanshi.

The white whirlpool door stands on the edge of the cliff, this is Lan Osmanthus' last help to him.

The vortex door can only pass through one person, and Bai Zhaojun is here, and he will not leave again.Feathers are like a tasteless rib to him, so it's better to let it play its biggest role.

Shan Shi didn't ask a word, just knelt down on one knee to salute Chu Qingming, and stepped into the whirlpool door without hesitation.

The figure gradually disappeared, and the whirlpool door slowly closed in the snowstorm.

Bai Zhaojun saw Chu Qingming's black hair fluttering, and his white clothes fluttering in the cold wind, as if it would disappear in the next second.

"Ah Ching!" he yelled.

When Chu Qingming turned around and saw that it was him, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he ran towards him.

Bai Zhaojun opened his arms to catch him, he just wanted to hold him tightly in his arms and never let go.

Chu Qingming only felt that the chest in front of him was wide and warm, but he immediately came back to his senses, "Wait, what did you call me just now?"

"..." Bai Zhaojun suddenly choked up.

"Okay you!" Chu Qingming grabbed his collar, "When did you recover?"

"Just one day after taking the treasure..." Bai Zhaojun said.

"Why are you hiding it from me! Do you know how worried I am that you will never remember again? I worry every day what if you don't like me that day and kick me out of Fuhong Palace, tease Am I... so funny?! Why are you so bad!" Chu Qingming's tone became more and more choked up, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Bai Zhaojun panicked immediately, and quickly wiped his tears with his fingers, "Ah Qing, I was wrong, don't cry. I'm just afraid that you will leave again after you know that I think about it."

"Fool, I'm already back, how could I leave!" Chu Qingming thumped him, "Even if you drive me away, I won't leave."

"How could I drive you away?" Bai Zhaojun felt extremely distressed when he saw his slightly red eyes, "How can I not be willing."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and touched Chu Qingming's lips.A very light kiss, lingering and gentle.

"Ah Qing, we..."

"Wait." Chu Qingming covered his mouth with his hand, "I'll say it this time."

"Let's get married!"

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