After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

It was a hoarse and rough sound, like the most rusty blunt saw scraping against wood.

And that wretched, boring title.

It all shows who is coming.

"Fu Xun!"

Lin Qingzhou's voice was stern, and he scolded in a low voice.

At the same time, under his wide sleeves, his fingers moved swiftly, and he decisively made a tactic to summon the sword out of its sheath.

The long sword buzzed, as if full of anger, and the sharp point of the sword pointed at the man behind Lin Qingzhou's eyes, and stabbed fiercely.

The visitor didn't expect that Lin Qingzhou would resist and make a move. He was caught off guard and lost a little bit of vigilance.

At the critical moment, he turned his head slightly, and the menacing sword blade passed through his eyes with a distance of a few millimeters.

The sharp edge of the sword was shining, and the brilliance flowed, which made him close his eyes.

Before he could rejoice that his eyes were spared, a thud sounded at the end of his right eyebrow.

It didn't sound very good.

He immediately stretched out a hand in a hurry to touch the end of his eyebrows.

Lin Qingzhou took the opportunity to break free from the imprisonment, stepped aside, then recalled the saber, held the sword in front of him, and looked at this person vigilantly.

Sure enough, it was Fu Xun.

The Qingxu Sword Sect has one master, three masters and six real masters, one suzerain master Chun Weizi, the three masters are Wenqing Zhenjun, Nanchen Zhenjun, and the other one is this person in front of him, Pingyang Zhenjun.

Pingyang Zhenjun is Fu Xun's Taoist name.

In terms of seniority, Lin Qingzhou should call him uncle.

However, regarding the original book, this kind of coveting the original owner's beauty, often summoning the original owner on the basis of his elder status, and being rude to the original.

Lin Qingzhou called him by his first name, instead of calling him old and unrefined, which was considered as benevolent and righteous.

For this kind of unlikable character, the author didn't focus too much on describing the appearance in the book, and only described it as extremely ugly.

Looking at the person in front of him again, his complexion is slightly dark, his eyes are small and white, his cheekbones are protruding, his cheeks are sunken, his chin is narrow and long.

The right eyebrow was already thick and short, and most of the end of the eyebrow was cut off by Xue Yin, which made it look even more nondescript.

His body was as thin as a stick, and his Taoist robe looked empty.

It is quite worthy of the author's extremely ugly four characters.

He stroked his incomplete eyebrows, and looked at Lin Qingzhou with a look of surprise, full of disbelief:

"How dare you disrespect me?"

Lin Qingzhou frowned, with a cold expression: "Why should I respect you for being old and disrespectful?"

He is not the original owner, the kind of cowardly and incompetent soft persimmon who can only be manipulated by others.

The original owner was rigid about red tape, and because Fu Xun was of a higher seniority, he never dared to break his face with him when faced with messy hands and feet.

Although they haven't been taken advantage of, at most they can touch their faces with their hands, and hook their shoulders and waists, but it's enough to make people lose their appetite.

When Fu Xun heard Lin Qingzhou's words, he didn't even get angry, and an ambiguous smile floated on his face, "Little Qingzhou has only been gone for more than ten days, and his temper has become so hot, but I like it."

While speaking, he took a few steps closer to Lin Qingzhou, with a flirtatious tone, "If it is so fierce and unruly on the bed, it would be quite interesting."

Lin Qingzhou was very cold when he heard it, and didn't want to talk to him, but Fu Xunxiu's swordsmanship was superior to his. If he walked straight, he was afraid that the two would fight, and he would suffer a big loss.

He simply withdrew his sword, withdrew his cold expression, and said, "If the uncle is lonely on the bed, why not go to Junior Brother Han Qi, he also needs a bed warmer, I believe he will be happy to help the uncle."

Fu Xun and Han Qi are standing together, well, they seem to be a good match.

"No, no, I don't like him. He is not as good-looking as you, and his waist is not as thin as yours. It is more comfortable to hug you."

Fu Xun caressed his chin, and while speaking, his small eyes swept across Lin Qingzhou's body——

Fair and delicate face, white and slender neck, thin and powerful waist.

His eyes were sticky, and there was undisguised greed and covetousness at the bottom of his eyes.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over Lin Qingzhou's body, and the skin swept by the sight was like being crawled over by slugs, leaving behind a lingering nausea and stickiness.

He severely restrained the urge to draw his sword to face each other again, and said lightly: "Junior Brother Han will be the master of the Qingxu Sword Sect in the future, and it is much more promising for Master to be close to Junior Brother Han than to be close to me."

Fu Xun heard the words, but said anxiously: "Xiao Qingzhou said so, but blamed me for not doing my best to help you when I selected the chief disciple? Although you did not agree to me, I still put my bronze sword under your name .”

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

It's fine if you don't let it go, but if you let it go, it will lead to a huge misunderstanding.

Lin Qingzhou thought.

In the book, the reason why Han Qi dislikes and despises the original owner begins here.

The author, who takes pleasure in spilling dog's blood, flicks his pen, but the misunderstanding that can be resolved with just one sentence continues from the beginning to the end of the whole book.

This misunderstanding was not resolved until the original owner died.

According to the current plot line, about a year ago, Qingxu Jianzong selected a chief disciple among the five young disciples who were among the best in Taoism, as the successor of the suzerain.

Han Qi, Lin Qingzhou, Cui Rugu and others are among these five people.

Sword skills, spells, spiritual healing, etc. After a series of competitions, among the five, except for Han Qi and the original owner who are comparable in strength and weakness, the other three are much inferior in all aspects.

It goes without saying that the final battle is between the two.

There is nothing to compare to.

The final candidate, the three masters of the Qingxu Sword Sect, Han Qi and the original master, will sit face to face and ask questions, and discuss the Tao to decide the winner.

The suzerain Chunweizi is the master of the two, and his statement has a completely subversive impact on the final result, which is unfair, so avoid suspicion.

After the two of them chatted with the three gentlemen in turn, the three gentlemen held a small bronze sword in each hand in the Xuanyin Hall of the Qingxu Sword Sect, and placed it on the table with their names engraved on it. Under the jade ultimatum, the one who gets the most bronze swords wins.

When talking about metaphysics, the benevolent sees benevolence, there is no fixed answer, and there is no difference between superior and inferior.

In other words, the final results of the competition were very subjective.

The third gentleman can give the bronze sword to whomever he wants, without any explanation.

Fu Xun had coveted the original owner for a long time, so before that, he secretly found the original owner.

It's time, Baopu Peak, beside the Wugou Bridge.

Fu Xun bound the original owner's hands with spiritual power, forcibly hugged the original owner tightly in his arms, and dishonestly lingered between the original owner's waist and hips.

The original owner was extremely disgusted and dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to really go to war with him.

Little struggles, nothing to help.

He smiled ambiguously and leaned into the original owner's ear, and said bluntly that if the original owner was willing to serve him with his own body, he would be willing to throw his bronze sword to the original owner and help the original owner become the suzerain's heir.

The original owner naturally refused, not to mention that he had no intention of being the chief disciple, even if he wanted to fight for it, it would not be in this way of betraying his appearance.

Fu Xun was rejected but did not give up, and said many shameless words.

The two were at the Wugou Bridge, tugging at the ground.

However, the original owner's resistance was really weak, and the spiritual power imprisoned in his wrist by Fu Xun made it impossible for him to escape by waiting for an opportunity.

Looking from a distance, people who don't know it would think that the two are cuddling together tenderly, whispering softly.

And so he couldn't die, Han Qi just walked through the woods at the end of the Wugou Bridge, among the branches and leaves, he caught a glimpse of this scene in the distance, was so astonished that he couldn't help but stop.

The distance between them was too far to hear their words, so Han Qi let out a touch of spiritual consciousness and passed over quietly.

He hadn't heard Fu Xun's words, and hadn't heard what the original owner said, when there was a sound of footsteps in the forest at this moment.

someone is coming.

He immediately collected his spiritual knowledge and left in a hurry.

At the same time as my heart trembled, an indescribable disgust rose from the bottom of my heart.

Lin Qingzhou did not hesitate to recommend himself as the chief disciple.

The Qingxu Sword Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, unexpectedly has such a dog.

The original owner did not agree to Fu Xun, who knows, Fu Xun did not give up, wanted to win some favor from the original owner, so he still put his bronze sword under the original owner's jade certificate.

In the Xuanyin Hall, the three monarchs expressed their attitude on the high platform, and all the disciples of the sect were in the audience, and the whole process was open and transparent.

Although the original owner did not agree, Fu Xun still put the bronze sword under the original owner's jade card, and the original owner was extremely astonished.

He did not know.

All of this fell into Han Qi's eyes, and it proved that the original owner used his body to win over Fu Xun, and he was really shameless and unscrupulous.

When Han Qi entered the Taoist sect, he was already indifferent.

After this incident, while seeing through the distortion and despicableness of human nature, he became even more cruel and ruthless.

As for the original owner, he completely hated and disliked him.

Before the original owner expressed his intentions, in his eyes, all the original owner's favors towards him were attempts.

......

Until the end of the book, this matter was submerged in the torrent of past events, and the misunderstanding was not resolved.

......

Lin Qingzhou has a God's perspective when reading a book, and clearly understands this bloody misunderstanding.

Know the root cause of Han Qi's dislike for him.

But he didn't try to explain to Han Qi, except that this behavior was suspected of OOC.

More importantly, he doesn't care that Han Qi hates him.

As for this person, stay as far away as you can.

In the original book, regarding what Han Qi did to the original owner, he was really worthless for the original owner.

Lin Qingzhou's mind was full of thoughts, but the time was only a moment.

Look at the person in front of you again, Fu Xun.

If Han Qi is the executioner who brutally killed the original owner, then Fu Xun is the one who handed the knife.

It is also one of the sources of disaster that caused the original owner to suffer.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingzhou smiled at the person in front of him, "I was ignorant before, and I didn't understand the good intentions of my uncle. Fortunately, my uncle put the bronze sword behind my jade certificate despite the previous suspicions, which made me It won’t be too tragic to lose.”

As if showing closeness, he took a step closer to Fu Xun, and continued, "Speaking of which, I still owe my uncle a favor. I don't know how to repay it?"

Seeing this, Fu Xun's small eyes flashed with light, and he stretched out his hand impatiently, taking advantage of the situation to hold Lin Qingzhou's hand under the wide sleeve, and caressed suggestively:

"What do I want, isn't Xiao Qingzhou always clear?"

What you've been waiting for.

Lin Qingzhou pretended to be blushing, lowered her eyes, "Can't I ask for something else?"

Fu Xun stroked one side of Lin Qingzhou's cheek, and said in an obscene tone, "Why don't you come to my room tonight at Haishi, and let's have a good discussion."

Lin Qingzhou turned around, looked outside the Zuowang Pavilion, and took advantage of the situation to avoid Fu Xun's hand, "Stuck indoors, wouldn't you live up to the snow scene."

Fu Xun's eyes brightened, "I didn't expect Xiao Qingzhou to look weak and polite, I didn't expect her to be so wild in her bones."

Speaking of this, a hoarse and ugly laughter escaped from his throat, "Then let's enjoy the snow together at Haishi tonight?"

Well, I'll show you how wild my ways are.

Lin Qingzhou nodded, and Jishou saluted, "It's a deal, if Master has nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

Fu Xun raised Lin Qingzhou's saluting hand, wiped the oil every now and then, and said, "Then we'll see each other."

Lin Qingzhou wanted to turn around and squeeze his sword to go away. The moment he turned around, his face suddenly became cold, without a trace of warmth.

Shang jumped onto the flying sword and sat behind him in the Wangting Pavilion. Fu Xun then turned to Lin Qingzhou and slowly shouted:

"By the way, I was afraid that Xiao Qingzhou would forget the promise of appreciating the snow, so I cast a curse on you just now. When the curse is lifted without my hand, the inner palace will suffer pain like broken pills, but don't forget you and me." I can't bear to let my little light boat endure that kind of torture."

When Lin Qingzhou heard the words, he cursed secretly in his heart, and he knew that this old Buxiu was not so easy to be fooled.

He didn't turn around, and said: "Master, I'm worrying too much, I will definitely come."

After speaking, he left with his sword.

Fu Xun looked at Lin Qingzhou's back, with a greedy look in his eyes, until the back was completely gone, he closed his eyes, and left Zuowangting with a formula.

Snow is still falling.

Everything was silent.

Outside the Zuowang Pavilion, the steep and craggy rocks are completely covered by snow, and the original appearance cannot be seen clearly.

Suddenly, a rock suddenly moved.