The villain became the protagonist Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Today's Shangqing Gate has lost the solemn and solemn scene in the past, and even the three-foot-high gate carved in white jade at the gate of the mountain has accumulated dust, making it look extremely gloomy.

Usually, as soon as you enter the mountain gate, you can see disciples in blue shirts holding swords, and the blue clothes are fluttering. When you meet the master of the three palaces and six palaces, you will stop and cup your fists to respectfully say "Palace Master, Palace Master", but now there is no one within a hundred feet. No voice was heard.

As the head of the Shangqing Sect, Xiao Qing stepped on the dead leaves on the white jade steps all the way up, feeling a lot in his heart. He thought, if the original body saw this tragic scene, he might be so angry that he would fight Lu Jinzhi to the death.

According to the human design, he should be like this, but since the system didn't remind him, and Tiandao didn't notice that he was out of the human design, Xiao Qing didn't bother to toss himself.

When we reached the mountainside, there was still a long way to go behind the layers of clouds and mists. Lu Jinzhi raised his head and said arrogantly: "Ziqing, if you beg me, maybe I can carry you up."

Xiao Qing smiled with his lips curled up. He didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to climb the jade steps with his clothes on.

Lu Jinzhi said angrily behind him: "You don't want me to recite it, but I want to recite it!"

Xiao Qing: "..."

Lu Jinzhi walked up in three steps and two steps, grabbed Xiao Qing's sleeve, bent down and said, "Come up."

Xiao Qing said, "It's not that I have no legs."

Lu Jinzhi insisted: "Come up!"

"Okay." Xiao Qing didn't want to argue with him over such a trivial matter, so he obediently lay on Lu Jinzhi's back, and Lu Jinzhi's hand hooked his knees, firmly carrying Xiao Qing on his back.

The two walked for a while in silence, and Lu Jinzhi suddenly asked, "Do you hate me?"

Xiao Qing wanted to say that he didn't hate it, but if he said that, he might have a headache. After thinking about it, he still said, "It's a bit."

Lu Jinzhi remained silent again, and Yunwu cleared the way beside him, and the road seemed endless.

Xiao Qing said: "It seems to be still at the [-]th step, that never-ending stone step."

"Walking without end will break your legs."

Xiao Qing pinched Lu Jinzhi's neck and said viciously, "Are you thinking I'm heavy?!"

In fact, Xiao Qing had been ill for so long, and he had already lost weight. Lu Jinzhi felt as if he was carrying a bed of cotton instead of a human being.

Lu Jinzhi took a deep breath, and continued: "If you break your leg, you will be carried on your back."

Cheng Huan Palace is in the southeast direction. After going up the mountain gate, you just turn a corner and you will arrive. Although you met a few disciples from the Shangqing Sect along the way, these disciples were all sick. The consolation is that at least people are not gone.

Lu Jinzhi carried Xiao Qing on his back, and the disciples he met all lowered their heads and did not dare to glance randomly, and they did not dare to talk nonsense when they walked far away. It seems that the brutality of Lu Jinzhi when he attacked the Shangqing Gate had penetrated into the hearts of these disciples, and even they could not even see him. Such shocking secrets can be held back without discussion.

Xiao Qing pushed Lu Jinzhi's back and said, "Put me down."

Lu Jinzhi sneered: "Afraid of being known about this dark affair?"

Xiao Qing didn't speak, Lu Jinzhi was suddenly upset, and put him down.

When I arrived at Chenghuan Palace, what I saw was unprecedentedly bleak. The plaque on the gate was smashed, and the carefully planted flowers and plants outside the palace were withered and withered because no one took care of it, and the ground was scattered and red.

It was probably after Chenghuan Palace was not guarded, and the disciples in the palace also dispersed, and took away valuable items in the palace, even the silk hanging in the palace.

Along the way, the garden is full of wild grass and luxuriant, but there is no prosperity.

Lu Jinzhi's grip on Xiao Qing's wrist suddenly increased. Seeing Xiao Qing frowning, Lu Jinzhi suppressed the violence in his heart again, and explained in a soft voice, "I only smashed the plaque."

"Even if you smash it all, no one will dare to stop you." Xiao Qing walked to the pile of broken plaques, bent down to pick one up, wiped the dust on it, and revealed a corner of the word "Huan".

Corresponding to this situation, it is really quite ironic.

Xiao Qing threw the wooden block, and walked towards the backyard. Behind Qiyu's small courtyard, there was a small hillside, which was always bare at first glance, without any beautiful scenery. Others said that Qiyu was such a beautiful little girl, But I don't take care of the scenery by the window, but I don't know that there are wood sandalwood flowers that bloom only once in ten years.

Qiyu was only eight years old when she first started. According to her memory, she had two braids tied with yellow silk flowers, which made her eyes and teeth more visible. She wore a goose yellow skirt, which was pretty and cute. At that time, he raised his head and smiled sweetly, and called "Master" for the first time.

After Yuanshen took her to find a yard to live in, Xiao Qiyu lay down in front of the window and looked at the hillside outside, and said with a smile: "Master, can I plant flowers and sandalwood on the hillside, because the only valuable thing on me is The wood sandalwood is planted."

"Ten years later, Master can see the wood sandalwood flowers all over the mountains and plains at a glance. Although they only bloom in March, but... this is the only thing I can do for Master."

As a daughter's family, she has too many inconveniences, it is inconvenient to go out of the mountain, it is inconvenient to take over the power, and it is inconvenient to show her face outside.

She guarded the bare hillside for ten years.

The closer he got to the courtyard, Xiao Qing's steps became slower and slower. When he saw green eaves and vermilion tiles and flowing water pavilions from afar, he felt more suffocated and his steps were heavy.

He has entered the drama too deeply, and unconsciously felt the same with the original body, and the inherited memory merged with his memory, as if these things had been experienced personally.

Xiao Qing didn't dare to open the courtyard door, so he walked around the courtyard to the hillside behind, and saw a bluish-white area at a glance, the wind blew, and the sea of ​​flowers undulated like waves, rolling up and dancing all over the sky.

This is the third month when the wood sandalwood blooms and withers.

Xiao Qing walked in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, and found the taproot among the long branches.

When the sandalwood flowers bloom, they are everywhere, but there is only one tap root. When the tap root dies, the thousands of flowers wither, but the tap root lives. Even the wild fire cannot burn out the thousands of flowers.

This taproot is blooming very well. It can be seen at a glance that the long germination period has been carefully taken care of by the owner. The inner core is white with a little cyan, and the petals are white to transparent outside.

Xiao Qing shielded the wood sandalwood from the wind, but the wood sandalwood still unavoidably dropped two or three petals, and was quickly swept away by the wind.

In the void, there appeared a girl in a light yellow skirt, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a smile between her brows.

Xiao Qing's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, but what his fingertips touched was the wind around his fingers, which was also tender and lingering at this time.

"Master, this year is the tenth year. According to the tradition in the cultivation world, disciples in the tenth year of entry must return a gift to the master. Does the master like this gift from Saitama?"

The girl bent her eyes and smiled slightly, and her figure gradually became transparent, turning into specks of fluorescent light and scattering away.

Xiao Qing stood in front of the sandalwood flower, staring at it blankly, tears streaming down his line, and he responded in a low voice: "I like it... this is the most beautiful flower."

Lu Jinzhi sealed the main root of the sandalwood with a secret method, and planned to transplant it after the ancient city was built. It happened that it was raining continuously in autumn, and they were not in a hurry, so they sat in the main hall of Chenghuan Palace and waited for the rain to stop.

Lu Jinzhi took off his robe and put it on Xiao Qing's body, and said softly, "Are you hungry, let me get you something to eat?"

Xiao Qing shook his head and said, "Not hungry."

Lu Jinzhi still went out, and after a while brought a bowl of hot vegetable porridge, cooled it down and handed it to Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing really lost his appetite, so he took two sips and couldn't drink any more. He covered his mouth and coughed for a while, then put the bowl aside, and said, "Let Fei Lin go."

"it is good."

Xiao Qing didn't expect Lu Jinzhi to agree so easily, and he seemed a little astonished. After a while, Xiao Qing asked, "Can I go and see him?"

Lu Jinzhi hesitated for a while before saying, "Yes, but you have to finish the porridge."

Xiao Qingfu held the bowl again, and drank in small sips. Halfway through the drink, he couldn't drink it anymore. He frowned slightly, but he still insisted on drinking it.

After the rain stopped, the two went to the top of Shangqing Mountain and walked down a walkway, which was the dark room where Fei Lin was kept.

The top of Shangqing Mountain was heavily guarded, and even the cleaners had strong auras. No wonder there were so many disciples of Shangqing Sect, but they couldn't attack here to save the master of the first palace.

Lu Jinzhi waited outside, leaving room for Xiao Qing and Fei Lin to talk.

This darkroom is the same as ordinary darkrooms, it has the characteristics of darkness and no light, the walls are cold, there is only a wooden table in the center, and an oil lamp is lit on the wooden table, the whole room is dimly illuminated, making it even more desolate.

Xiao Qing walked slowly to the iron gate, looked at Fei Lin who was meditating with his eyes closed, and called softly, "Senior brother."

Fei Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were wide open, and his hands were clenched into fists: "Xiao Ziqing, you still have the face to see me!"

Although Fei Lin has lost her former glory, she is still arrogant and majestic. Even in a simple dark room, she still can't stop her upright and indomitable spirit.

Xiao Qing looked at Fei Lin like this, compared with himself with broken integrity, his eyelashes trembled, he couldn't lift his head for a moment, he almost said to himself: "I'll come and see you."

Fei Lin said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, you must have a clear conscience. Even if you are ashamed of the Shangqing sect and the master sect, don't be ashamed of yourself."

Xiao Qing suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little red: "Brother, don't you...don't you hate me?"

"This is your choice, I have nothing to do, but if you have been so lost, don't come to see me again, it's annoying!"

Fei Lin has always had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, Xiao Qing felt uncomfortable and warm at the same time, curled the corner of his mouth, and said sadly: "Thank you, senior brother."

Every time he and Fei Lin met, they quarreled, and this was the only peaceful conversation.

Xiao Qing bowed to Fei Lin and saluted Fei Lin. When he turned around and was about to leave, he met Qu Zhou who was carrying a meal. Qu Zhou nodded when he saw him, and called "Master Uncle". Xiao Qing nodded in return. By mistake.

After walking away, Xiao Qing heard the sound of broken porcelain, and Fei Lin lowered his voice and said, "Get lost!"

In the end, some people are worthy of his forgiveness, while others have touched the bottom line. They would rather be strangers in this life than put down their body and wrong themselves.

With a clear conscience, Fei Lin really did it freely.

It was already winter when the ancient city was built.

Rumor has it that this ancient city was labor-intensive, and the lord summoned tens of thousands of people to build it overnight. Although it aroused complaints, under Lu Jinzhi's tyrannical rule, people dared not speak out, and it was finally completed within a year.

On the day of the ribbon cutting, it snowed heavily.

Wearing a fox-collared cloak, Xiao Qing was helped out of the carriage. His long jet-black hair hung behind him, and snow soon accumulated.

Half of his gorgeous and unparalleled face is wrapped in fox fur, his pale complexion blends with the white down, elegant and luxurious, like a treasure that will break if broken, a grain of snow falls on his slender eyelashes, he is almost as beautiful as a fox fairy as holy.

Holding the stove in both hands, Xiao Qing looked over and saw that there were rows of lanterns hanging on Qingshi Ancient Street, shining with a faint warm light.

The banners with the word "wine" were waving, and although thousands of households were temporarily unoccupied, they still lit a lamp, and the light shone through the window paper, adding some warmth.

Lu Jinzhi embraced Xiao Qing, gently brushed the snow off his head, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Xiao Qing's eyes turned slightly, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

He said softly: "Lu Jinzhi, how about arranging a residence for everyone involved in the construction of this city?"

Lu Jinzhi said "OK" with a smile, and said, "Come and give this city a name, Ziqing."

Xiao Qing lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly said: "In ancient times there were Lin'an and Chang'an, and now they are called Wang'an, which is considered to be a combination of cause and effect, with a beginning and an end."

"Wang'an City... yes, it's called Wang'an City!"

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