Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Zhe Feng was awakened by being splashed with cold water with a fishy smell.

He was about to scold before he fully regained consciousness, but he only heard a series of unpleasant "Ahhh" sounds.

He was startled and found himself leaning against a gray wall in what seemed to be an alley. In front of him stood a short and fat man holding a wooden basin, with a fierce look on his face and spitting everywhere.

"Get away from me, you stinky beggar. Don't die near my shop. Damn it, it's so unlucky so early in the morning."

Zhe Feng's heart sank, and the memories of last night instantly came back to his mind.

He wanted to ask where this was, but could only make “ahhhh” sounds.

He finally realized that he could not feel the existence of the tongue, so he reached out to touch it, but only saw two bare meat sticks appear in front of him.

His hands, his hands...

No, this must be a dream, this must be a dream.

Why, after two hundred years, Jiuer still refused to let him go?

This is his dream.

He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again he was still in the alley. He wanted to run, but as soon as he tried to stand up, he fell back.

Feeling something unusual in his legs, he tried to lift up the overlong hem with trembling arms, only to see the same bare ankles...

He thought he could face everything calmly, and could even calmly watch his beloved woman enjoying herself under another man, but now, now...

“Ahhhh, ahhhhh…”

The cursing man was startled by his sudden sharp cry, and felt horrified and disgusted when he saw his strange appearance.

He frowned in disgust, kicked him in the chest, waved his fist, and threatened viciously: "Get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude."

Zhe Feng shouted at the man in a voice that sounded like he was half crying and half laughing. He no longer had any of his calm and detached demeanor and acted like a madman. The man was so scared that he ran away.

Passersby couldn't help but look out when they heard the noise. Someone felt pity and took out two copper coins from his waist, squeezed them again and again, and reluctantly placed them on the ground in front of him.

This action angered Zhe Feng. Before the man could get up, he was kicked all over. He ran away screaming "Ouch". After a while, he came back, picked up the copper coin, wiped it and put it back to his waist, glaring at the white-haired madman.

Not knowing how long he had been venting, Zhe Feng stared at his hands with a dull gaze. He slowly lowered his head and saw himself in the puddle.

Without the mask, his extremely dirty face was exposed, his messy white hair had lost its luster, and the dirty and torn red robe stuck to his body in a messy manner, making him look like a madman.

Hahahaha, retribution?

It's retribution.

Overnight, he lost his limbs, tongue, and his Dantian was destroyed, but sadly, because his body healed so quickly, he felt no pain at all.

"Ho ho ho ho..."

He once thought that every time his heart was moved but failed to be desired was the greatest punishment for him, but now he realized that immortality was the real punishment.

Being like this, he doesn't even have the power to die.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

He hates.

Hate the man in black last night.

He felt vaguely that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was. He wanted to look for Xiao Jingchen and the genius doctor Zishan, but as soon as he tried to stand up, he collapsed to the ground.

He could not accept himself being so incomplete and weak, and he wailed once more, his voice sounding like the swan song of a certain country that had perished two hundred years ago, or the sad song of a certain reclusive tribe that had lived in seclusion two hundred years ago.

He was angry and unwilling, but he could not speak or write. His mood fluctuated violently and he fell into coma again.

The owner of the shop next door came out, gave the two beggars two copper coins, and pointed at Zhefeng, which was like mud.

The two beggars immediately thanked him profusely and dragged him out of the city like a dead dog, but they met the imperial guards on the way.

They immediately ran away like mice seeing a cat, leaving their people behind.

Zhe Feng was dragged face down, and the rain on the ground wiped away some of the dirt on his face. A ray of sunlight happened to pass through many obstacles and fell on him. An old brothel owner on the side of the road glanced at him inadvertently, and a look of amazement immediately appeared in her eyes.

But when she noticed his hands and feet, the madam subconsciously showed surprise and disgust.

Last night, someone set fire and killed people in Ningkangfang, then the King of Hell was assassinated, and then thieves broke into the Prince of Qi's palace. The city was immediately under martial law.

When the imperial guards saw a half-dead man lying on the road, a cripple with missing limbs, they thought it had nothing to do with him.

But this man was really an eyesore, and the imperial guards were about to have him dragged away and buried, when the old procuress rolled her eyes, gritted her teeth, and walked forward with a fawning smile.

After a few words, the imperial guards were happy to have less work to do, and didn't care how many loopholes there were in the madam's words, and let her take the person away.

Qi Yang slept until noon. While he was washing up, he heard 002 say that the national teacher was abducted into the Xianggu Pavilion. He choked on a mouthful of water and spat out the other half.

"Where?"

"Xianggu Pavilion, just go and be a duck."

Xiao Jinglu came over after hearing the noise, looking puzzled. While helping him calm down, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yang waved his hands and said it was okay, not knowing whether to smile or laugh.

Of course he knew what Xianggu Pavilion was. It was a brothel full of young boys entertaining customers. It was a paradise for those who enjoyed themselves, but it was an absolute hell for the young boys.

Even Qi Yang had never thought that the National Master could be related to this place. Should I say it or not, is this retribution?

"What's the name of that elephant house?"

002 paused, and said with no desire, "Chrysanthemum Tower."

Qi Yang blinked and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After lunch, Qi Yang and Xiao Jinglu talked about what happened last night, and then they went about their own business.

Qi Yang held the jade gourd in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about how to control the poison.

The two books written by the national teacher did not mention how to control Gu, probably because this is the basic skill of a Gu master.

He had learned a little bit of witchcraft a long time ago, and at that time it seemed that he was giving instructions to the insects through specific words, but he was not sure about the witchcraft in this world.

Of course, the most direct method is to stimulate the mother Gu. When the mother Gu is in pain, the baby Gu will naturally become agitated as well.

He began to take out various languages ​​from his hidden box and spoke to the jade gourd. When he got to the tenth language, which he thought was the most likely, there was still no movement in the jade gourd, so he simply gave up.

waste time.

Xiao Jinglu listened to him mumbling but didn't ask anything. He knew that the hollow jade gourd contained the mother Gu that once controlled Qi Yang.

What surprised Xiao Jinglu more than the fact that he knew so many strange languages ​​was that he gave up so easily.

"Why don't you continue your research?"

"Means nothing."

“But it’s amazing.”

Qi Yang smiled and said, "Nothing is more powerful than human nature."

Xiao Jinglu didn't say anything else. He listened to Qi Yang's story about the imperial teacher.

Qi Yang said, "You are learning very fast, but it's not good to keep working in isolation. How about I take you out of the palace to play?"

Xiao Jinglu's eyes lit up.

"When?"

"It's better to do it today than today."

After disguising themselves, when Qi Yang led Xiao Jinglu out of the secret passage, the latter was surprised, and then scared: "Fortunately, no one else knows this place."

Seeing that he had no doubt about his intentions at all, Qi Yang smiled without saying anything.

He took Xiao Jinglu out of the city to a village and let him experience "farmhouse fun".

Xiao Jinglu thought Qi Yang was really taking him out to play, and he worked happily even when he went to work in the fields. But when he got home at night, he would lie down as soon as he took a bath in the hot water.

Qi Yang massaged his aching body, but was not idle. He started by talking about how hard the farmers worked in a year and how much income they earned. He also talked about various disasters, various kinds of corruption and exploitation, and the increasingly high taxes in the past twenty years or even the past forty or fifty years.

Qi Yang asked him what he thought and what he planned to do. After listening to him, he smiled silently, with joy and relief flashing in his eyes.

Being able to make the little emperor bow his head and look at the mortal world, the purpose of this day has been achieved.

He did not say whether his idea was right or wrong. After all, Xiao Jinglu was the emperor. If he continued to manipulate his thoughts, he would be no different from the Queen Mother of Qi.

Qi Yang continued to talk about the various expenditures of the national treasury, the human nature that Xiao Jinglu was most familiar and least familiar with, and so on.

Xiao Jinglu lay on the couch, lost in thought for a long time.

Qi Yang looked at his hips and also fell into thought.

——It feels good.