After dressing as a villain, I met the reborn male protagonist

In the middle of scolding, Cheng Xiaoshan finally remembered that he was Cheng Fei now, so he quickly tightened his mouth.

Just scolding is not enough, it is easy to provoke class antagonism, the most urgent thing is to resolve the conflict between the original owner and Shen Qingbai as soon as possible before the tragedy happens.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoshan rolled his eyes, changed the topic in time, and while feeding Shen Qingbai to drink water, he sighed and said:

"Oh, but then again, probably a hateful person must have something to be pitiful about."

Shen Qingbai raised her eyebrows, leisurely waiting for the next sentence.

Cheng Xiaoshan: "I only found out after I came here that the Palace Master is very pitiful."

"On the surface, the scenery is infinite, but in fact, every day is like walking on thin ice. Sometimes I am threatened by this, and then I am threatened by that again. Even if something goes wrong in my cultivation, I can only bear it pitifully by myself and dare not spread it to the outside world."

Shen Qingbai frowned: "What's wrong?"

"That's right, it's the fault of... the elder." Cheng Xiaoshan's reaction speed was extremely fast, he closed and opened his eyes, and found the most suitable perfect scapegoat in Weiyang Palace.

It is said that a dead fellow Taoist is not a poor daoist, and now things are in a hurry, so I have no choice but to feel sorry for you, Zhe Nan.

Cheng Xiaoshan's eyes were very bright, and after he finished speaking, he raised his face eagerly and looked at Shen Qingbai, as if he was saying "Believe me, believe me!"

Shen Qingbai: "..."

The corner of Shen Qingbai's mouth twitched.

Half a bowl of warm water drained quickly, Shen Qingbai's complexion improved slightly, and he simply asked Cheng Xiaoshan's nonsense.

"Why did Zhenan want to kill him?"

Seeing that Shen Qingbai was so upbeat, he even matched his lines.Cheng Xiaoshan was ecstatic, and quickly started to work as a screenwriter, writing a biography for Zhenan on the spot.

"Of course it's because Zhe Nan wants to be the Palace Master." Cheng Xiaoshan said loudly, "Our Demon Cultivator is different from your righteous way. We don't have that kind of loyalty."

Shen Qingbai smiled, "You demon cultivators?"

Cheng Xiaoshan immediately changed his words, "...they are demon cultivators."

Shen Qingbai smiled even more happily.

Shen Qingbai: "Even if Cheng Fei is really pitiful, what about the evil things he did in the past? Didn't he do all those things?"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoshan choked for a moment, subconsciously gasped.

Because there was no mirror in front of him, Cheng Xiaoshan couldn't see his face, so he didn't realize that at this moment, his veil had been sucked tightly to his face by the cold air, clearly outlining the lower half of his face. contour.

Cheng Xiaoshan: "That... that is all forced, if you don't do it, you will die."

This is the truth, thinking that since he wore it here, he has been forced to pretend to be a pervert every day, and if he pretends not to be good, he will be killed.

Because it was the truth, Cheng Xiaoshan spoke with so much emotion that his voice trembled.

"He actually doesn't want to catch people and double cultivate, let alone build a bone bridge." Cheng Xiaoshan lowered his head listlessly, and continued to fool around: "But if he doesn't do this, he will die."

"Who made him have a demon father."

"Death hurts."

Shen Qingbai: "..."

So afraid of death, no wonder he cried when he was strangled.

Shen Qingbai: "Then he can't..."

Cheng Xiaoshan didn't wait for Shen Qingbai to finish his sentence, he groaned and retorted: "He has tried his best to save people."

"For example, you, you are the one who can kill him in the prophecy, and he didn't do anything to you."

As Cheng Xiaoshan said, he seemed to feel that just one example was not enough, so he quickly raised his hand and patted his chest, and said loudly: "And me! I was also saved by him!"

Shen Qingbai: "..."

Shen Qingbai plucked her ears without saying a word, thinking to herself, who just gnashed their teeth and scolded Cheng Fei as a pervert?

Anyway, it wasn't him who scolded Shen Qingbai.

But now, one thing is certain.

That is, he didn't seem to understand Weiyang Palace or Cheng Fei in his previous life.

In other words, the twists and turns hidden among these magicians seem to be more interesting than he originally thought.

The wound on Shen Qingbai's back was still oozing blood, and his clothes were stained red in a blink of an eye.Cheng Xiaoshan leaned over and took a look, frowning tightly in fright.

Cheng Xiaoshan said anxiously: "Let's not talk about this now, I'll get you medicine."

It's not worth it to be so badly injured and not die from blood loss or wound infection.

After saying that, he got up and hurriedly walked out of the hall, leaving Shen Qingbai lying on the bed alone, looking at his back with a complicated expression.

After a while, Shen Qingbai quietly closed his eyes, carefully separated a strand of divine consciousness, and fell behind Cheng Xiaoshan not too far away.

...

On the other side, after Cheng Xiaoshan walked out of the bedroom, he didn't even change his clothes, he just tore off the veil casually, and hurried to the medicine hall in Weiyang Palace.

There was a Weeping Ghost standing at the entrance of the medicine hall.

The Laughing Ghost was holding a tray in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoshan approaching, the Crying Ghost hurriedly knelt down tremblingly, and respectfully said: "Palace Master."

Cheng Xiaoshan waved his hands nonchalantly, and switched himself into a concise mode, "Get up, go and get me the best wound medicine."

Facing these demon cultivators in Weiyang Palace, Cheng Xiaoshan never spoke more than three lines, let alone talking about his little plans with them.

Cheng Xiaoshan remembered that according to the original script, the Crying Ghost should be the person in charge of the medicine hall. Apart from killing people and setting fires with the original owner, he likes to grow flowers and grasses and spiritual fruits most.

Cheng Xiaoshan originally thought that the Cripple would listen to him very much, but he didn't expect that the Cripple didn't get up immediately after receiving the order.

"Palace Master, please forgive me for not being able to obey orders." The wailing ghost knelt on the ground, trembling.

Cheng Xiaoshan: "?"

Cheng Xiaoshan was surprised: "Why can't you follow?"

Crying and laughing, he stuttered and explained to Cheng Xiaoshan, "Because Elder Zhenan said that if you want to ask for medicine for that kid from the Shen family, you can't give it even if you kill him."

Cheng Xiaoshan: "..."

Who is the Palace Master in this Weiyang Palace! ?

Seeing the bear-like appearance of the Laughing Ghost, Cheng Xiaoshan was so angry that he hated iron and steel, "They are all elders, why is he so majestic?"

As soon as Cheng Xiaoshan said this, the Weeping Ghost immediately burst into tears of grievance, thinking what could be the reason?Because you are willing to get used to him.

Yes, there are indeed three elders in their Weiyang Palace, who are in charge of the medicine hall, punishment hall, and disciple hall respectively, but I personally know that Zhe Nan, who is in charge of the punishment hall, grew up with their palace master, and is actually the same as the deputy. The real status of the Palace Master is simply not comparable to that of him and the elders of the Disciple Hall.

Even if there is a big emergency, don't rush to disturb the palace master who is in the process of double cultivation, or the elder Zhenan who is taking a medicinal bath-this is the tacit understanding of every Weiyang palace.

Of course, it doesn't count that these two evils interfere with each other.

But how could Cheng Xiaoshan guess this.

Even in his dreams, Cheng Xiaoshan would never have imagined that the simple word "confidant" in the original script would have so many pretexts here.

Seeing that the Laughing Ghost refused to let go, because he was worried that Shen Qingbai's injury would worsen, Cheng Xiaoshan was going to grab it.

Regardless of the obstruction of the crying ghost, Cheng Xiaoshan walked into the house without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his left foot stepped in, there was a low voice from behind him.

It really means that Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.Cheng Xiaoshan frowned and turned around, only to see that annoying Zhennan had finished taking the medicinal bath and ran over to look for him refreshed.

I think if the face is better, the mood will also improve.Seeing that Cheng Xiaoshan wanted to force his way in, Zhe Nan didn't blame the Laughing Ghost too much for his ineffectiveness, he just took the small silver tray that the Laughing Ghost reluctantly handed to him despite the pain, and took it away. A few rare spiritual fruits above.

Zhe Nan smiled and said: "What is the palace master making a fuss about? So casually dressed?"

As he spoke, he looked up and down the attendant clothes on Cheng Xiaoshan's body.

Cheng Xiaoshan looked like I don't want to talk too much with you pervert, so hit me up if you have the ability.

Seeing this, the laughing ghost standing between Zhennan and Cheng Xiaoshan raised his head silently, trying to hold back all the tears in his eyes.

It's too difficult, it's really too difficult to be an errand in Weiyang Palace, why he couldn't think about it at the beginning, and insisted on coming here to repair the devil?

The promised magic cultivator can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't have to obey the rules?

What do you want to do to repair the demons that you agreed to have? How about traveling between heaven and earth?

It's all cakes, all big empty cakes.

Now that things have come to him, he finally understands that the old demon cultivators in this palace don't have any good things, and they don't like staying here, so they go outside and tell others how good it is to cultivate demons, so as to coax everyone to come here when their heads are too hot Cultivating demons, being able to trap one is one...

Alas, enough of the Dakong cakes, he really wants to change to Taoism now.

...

Here, neither Cheng Xiaoshan nor Zhenan can read minds, so they have no time to deal with the crying ghosts who hurt the spring and the autumn.The two of them just looked at each other anxiously, as if whoever looked away first would lose.

After a long time, it seemed that Cheng Xiaoshan would be so persistent, Zhenan was a little surprised, "Then what kind of ability does Shen Qingbai have that make you willing to give him so much special care?"

Cheng Xiaoshan thought about a magical web article he had read before, and replied resignedly, "If he dies, I will die."

If the protagonist dies completely, there is no guarantee that the world will not collapse, and they will be buried with these messy cannon fodder.

After all, supporting roles have no human rights, and sometimes even the names are handed over to the random name generator, so he really dare not bet.

The more Cheng Xiaoshan thought about it, the sadder he became, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's not that he didn't think about throwing and rolling directly, losing his memory on the exterior, and completely throwing away the mess that the original owner made in the past.But for some reason, Cheng Xiaoshan intuited that Zhenan's brain circuit was not normal.

To put it bluntly, after Zhe Nan learned that he had lost his memory, instead of helping him answer his questions with a good temper, he was more likely to get angry and stab him to death because he didn't remember himself.

After a long while, seeing that Cheng Xiaoshan could not be persuaded no matter what, Zhenan really lost his patience.

"Okay, even if you haven't played enough, you want to save Shen Qingbai's life for the time being." Zhennan's voice cooled down, and he reminded Cheng Xiaoshan word by word: "Don't forget, Wu Suiwan's The prophecy is never wrong, if you keep him, you are looking for your own death."

After a pause, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Cheng Fei, I will never hide it for you this time. If you don't want to go to the Palace of Eternal Night, go to the Pagoda of White Bone."

"Tonight, I will report all your nonsense in recent days to your lord. I guess your lord will definitely want to see you, a good and filial son, and discuss with you patiently whether Shen Qingbai will stay or stay."