Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Jing Qi was not only his previous name, but also Jing Fansheng's name before he established his foundation.

The customs and habits of Chongming Mountain are almost the same as those of other sects. After the foundation is established, if they are accepted as inner disciples, they will be given new characters.And he grew up in Chongming Mountain since he was a child, and he also built a foundation early. That year, he happened to catch up with the generation of "Fan" and was given the character "Sheng", so his Taoist name became "Fan Sheng".

After he got his dao name, people in the world called him "Fansheng Daoist" or "Jing Zhenren", but no one would call him by his original name.Over time, the name Jingqi was gradually forgotten.

Even he himself doesn't remember much.

After all, he never experienced what happened before Jing Fansheng was a few years old. Now he is six or seven hundred years old, and he doesn't even have much memory of his last life, let alone this name.

Later, Chongming Mountain was bloodbathed, almost all his masters, elders and peers were dead, Jing Fansheng never thought that anyone would remember his original name.

Yan Xiaoran called him Jing Qi instead of Jing Fansheng, probably because he didn't want the public to call him out on his identity, what the implication was, Jing Fansheng didn't have time to think about it.

He was still shocked by Xiao Ranjun's cry, his tone was a little too sure.

Forcibly pulling his mind back, Jing Fansheng rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

Xiao Ranjun's gaze remained motionless.

Jing Fansheng was getting a little hairy from being stared at - doesn't this person need to blink?

He made a look from being confused to being suddenly enlightened again: "The suzerain of the Wuliang sword... so this is the famous Mr. Xiao Ran! I have admired him for a long time, and I am sorry and disrespectful!"

Yan Xiaoran's cultivation is already far above him, at such a short distance, the other party will definitely be able to see it.The seniority of people in Jianghu is usually determined according to the level of each other's cultivation.Thinking in this way, he simply used the etiquette of the younger generation to meet the senior's great ability, and clasped his hands together, making a funny gesture.

It's just that Yan Xiaoran stretched out a hand to hold the wrist of his right hand before he could bend down.

Instead of just holding it, he pressed his four fingers on the pulse gate, and suddenly turned that wrist over, exposing it to the air with the palm facing up.

Jing Fansheng seemed to be taken aback, but he still let Yan Xiaoran grab him, as if he didn't dare to resist at all.

Finally, Yan Xiaoran no longer had that expressionless look.He actually frowned with a degree visible to the naked eye of ordinary people.

Seeing this, Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that if he continued to pursue it, he would definitely cause a lot of trouble.He hastily said in a panic: "Oh, you don't have to take it seriously when you fight a war. You don't even use your spiritual power. This little injury will be healed in two days. Why don't you let it go this time! Huh? Hahaha! "

As he spoke, he pulled his wrist out of Yan Xiaoran's hand, turned around and patted Jing Shiyi, and said angrily, "What are you looking at? See how I will deal with you when I go back!"

After photographing the people, he dragged Shi Yi and ran away without looking back.

Yan Xiaoran still maintained the posture of holding his wrist.

The teenagers behind looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know why Mr. Xiao Ran wanted to let that man go.

In the end, Liu Yizong, the beautiful young man who had been praised by Mr. Xiao Ran in the sect, stepped forward and asked, "Sect Master? Why did you let that person go?"

Yan Xiaoran slowly stroked his palm with four fingers, which looked like a slightly clenched fist to outsiders.

It's just that others don't know that there is a white raised scar on the palm, which is very obvious to the touch.

He came back to his senses when he heard someone yelling, and slowly lowered that hand.

Xiao Ranjun returned to his usual expressionless look.It's just that in the deep black eyes, there is an indescribable disappointment.

not him.

This person is not him.

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Jing Fansheng dragged Eleven into the crowded part of the market without looking back.

He scolded as he walked, completely unable to understand why Yan Xiaoran, who was supposed to be in the Demon Realm, suddenly came to Youzhou City at this moment, and even more unable to understand why the main road was full of men, Yan Xiaoran just recognized it. He came out? !

He has confidence in his elixir, and he will never give away his appearance.

Even if Yan Xiaoran knew that he had Yi Rong Dan, even if he had already determined that Jing Fansheng must have changed his appearance, why did he just believe that he was Jing Fansheng?

... He shouldn't grab people who look like people all over the street, and ask if their name is Jingqi, right? !

Thinking of this, Jing Fan was angry and a little proud at the same time.

Fortunately, he was witty and did not avoid Yan Xiaoran's pulse.

After all, my body now is completely different from before.Judging by Xiao Ranjun's expression and actions, now he should definitely not doubt himself anymore.

Hahaha!

Jing Fansheng pulled Jing Shishi and rushed all the way back to the inn.

As soon as the door was closed, Jing Fansheng nodded at Eleven's head and said, "You, you, you, you are so mad at your father and me!"

Jing Shixi was unmoved, and sat on the edge of the table.

"Didn't I tell you that those people belong to Wuliangjian! Why do you still provoke them?"

Eleven still didn't speak, just raised black and white eyes to look at him.

Jing Fansheng reached out and tore off his mask.

Unless the owner is willing, this mask cannot be removed even if someone tries to remove it, so the mask was still hanging on Eleven's face during the fight just now.

Of course, this mask is just a spiritual weapon, if it is a person with Yan Xiaoran's cultivation level, he can still tear it off.

But Jing Fansheng was able to pick it off now because Shi Shi did not resist.

Jing Fansheng looked at the bruised little face and sighed.Although he knew that it was nothing but a flesh injury, he still took out a small box of plaster bottles from his arms and twisted it open.

Eleven didn't move and let Jing Fansheng apply the medicine on him, even if it hurts, he didn't make a sound.

This ointment works quickly, but there will be a very strong stinging sensation when it comes into contact with blood.

Jing Shixi forcibly resisted making a sound, but the pain in his eyes was so painful that tears came out automatically, which had not flowed down yet.

Jing Fansheng couldn't help being softer, he softened his tone, but still asked sternly: "Why did you fight with that group of people? Jing Shishi, you are so talented, you dare to provoke others in this city. "

"They scolded you." Jing Shixi looked into his eyes and said word by word: "They have been scolding you."

Jing Fansheng waved his hands impatiently, and said, "I'm not saying it's nothing..."

His voice faltered.

The child actually cried.

Since Shi Shi became sensible, he hasn't cried much...Jing Fansheng is the worst at coaxing people, and suddenly he was at a loss.

"But you obviously didn't do those things! You obviously didn't go to rob the darts!" Jing Xiyi was uncharacteristically, he shouted with red eyes, almost at the top of his lungs, "Why don't you explain? Those people! But whoever did something bad They can pretend to be you and frame you! Why don't you explain?!"

"I……"

"They all bullied you and wronged you, but why don't you resist, why are you willing to live like this!" Eleven wiped away tears fiercely.

Jing Fansheng was speechless when asked.

Why do you want to live like this?

He is not afraid.He, Jing Fansheng, would never be afraid or give up.

He was just too lazy to entangle with people, so he just muddled through.Anyway, so many lives were counted on his head, he killed him, not him, so what does it matter if there is one more or one less?

In the past, he always felt that what's the use of explaining and resisting by himself?Whether others believe him or not, whether he is the current demon or the former Jing Zhenren in others' mouths, what difference does it make?

There are so many lives on Chongming Mountain, if they are gone, they are gone.

His master, uncle, brothers and sisters all disappeared overnight.

Neither will come back.

Even himself...he can no longer be the old Jing Fansheng again.

He had thought so before.

He was seriously injured, and his spirit was always in a trance, sluggish.It seems that after this, more than ten years have passed.

But does he really have nothing?Jing Fansheng looked at Eleven's little face full of grievances and unwillingness, which was almost [-]% similar to his own appearance, and thought silently, who said that he has nothing?

He was never a loner.

He can ignore the evaluation of outsiders, live in chaos, and be a monster that everyone fears and hates, but what about eleven?

What about Eleven who would not agree to change his words and say that he is not his Jing Fansheng's son anyway?

Do you want him to be like himself, or hide forever, or live a life isolated from the world, or become a monster with no friends or companions?

Jing Shishi is only 14 years old this year!

Looking at Eleven's stubborn little face, Jing Fansheng felt his heart ache as if it was about to be blown to pieces by some magic weapon.

He thought that he was really the most irresponsible father in the world.

He thought of his bad state when he just found out that he had Eleven, and thought that he didn't take care of this child when he was young, and now, he will be hurt even more...

But is there really nothing he can do?

Is there nowhere to go, or is he too nostalgic for the past, always looking back?

Jing Fansheng seemed to have come to his senses, and suddenly understood something.

After figuring out some joints and having a goal, the whole person became brisk.But he was still the same as before, he smiled and said: "Let's not talk about this, take off your clothes, and I will give you medicine!"

eleven:"……"

Eleven didn't understand how Jing Fansheng danced so fast, but seeing that he was still smiling heartlessly, he didn't even want to talk to him.

Jing Fansheng had no choice but to coax: "Okay, okay, I understand, no matter who it is in the future, whether it's pretending to be me or wronging me, as long as I meet him, I will beat him until his father doesn't know him! ?”

Jing Fansheng's vicious expression appeared on his ordinary face without any characteristics, which seemed very funny.

Jing Shixi finally couldn't hold back anymore, although he didn't break his tears into laughter, but judging from his expression, his mood should not be so bad anymore.

He, the son, knows best what Jing Fansheng is like, Jing Shishi thought to himself, if he cares about him, he will be angry to death.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Jing Fansheng emphasized, "I'm serious!" He rolled his arms and sleeves and said aggressively, "I'll be the first to take the person who pretends to be my dart robber!"

These days, there are many people who sell spirit tools in the name of Kunlun Mountain or Xiao Ranjun, pills in the name of Chen Fanshu, and talisman seals in the name of Xiaoxiang Palace, but there are people who do bad things in the name of Jing Fansheng...Jing Fansheng really wanted to give them a thumbs up and praise you, brother, you are so clever.

In this way, whether it is to rob money or kill people, as long as they all claim to be Jing Fansheng, they will be right.Anyway, if he changed his identity after the incident, others would only put the blame on him, a moody, murderous devil.

... Acting like I am the ancestor of those bad guys.When Jing Fansheng thought of this, he automatically imagined that those people prayed to his portrait before going out to commit crimes, and accidentally made himself laugh and lean back.

Jing Shixi: "... What you said is true?"

Eleven tried hard to bring Jing Fansheng's attention back to the topic they were talking about before.

"D-Of course it's true!" Jing Fansheng patted his blushing face from laughing, and said seriously, "Don't worry, I will teach that person a lesson and make an example of him!"

But it's strange to say that although he lived in seclusion in the Jedi Valley and rarely came out for more than ten years, every time he went out of the valley, he would hear one or two news or rumors about Jing Fansheng committing a crime again.But after more than ten years, why did others criticize him, and it was still the same thing as 15 years ago?Could it be that the fact that other people have pretended to be him in the past ten years is too small to be worth mentioning?

But robbery is a big deal.

I didn't expect to meet myself as soon as I came out of the valley. It's really lucky.

Jing Fansheng clapped his hands in his heart.Well, maybe he can take advantage of this matter to make a good plan, and try to rectify his name by the way... something like that.