After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

The national teacher selects a group of holy sons and daughters every ten years, and the people in his palace change every ten years. No one notices anything wrong with his face.

Ling Jiu actually knew about the national teacher's skin change... This made An Luan very surprised when he heard it.

"Perhaps it was too troublesome to change the soul. After finding a way to change the skin, he quickly found a body with an excellent sub-skeleton and stopped changing the soul."

"Ling Jiu said that Qi Yu had been in seclusion for two years," Master Song pursed his lips in thought, "I originally guessed that he had changed his soul with me in the past two years, but according to what you said...why did he find me suddenly? And I also Didn't become him?"

Even after that, a piece of Master Song's human skin was specially made to wear.

An Luan shook her head: "I don't know. I don't know the process of changing souls, and I left Southern Border a long time ago during the two years he changed souls with you, so I don't know what he did afterwards."

"The poor nun knows."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Master Wumin who had been a quiet listener just now.

Brother Lingxiang propped his chin, and his eyes lit up: "You know? By the way, you are also engaged in this kind of nonsense, and it's not surprising to know. Tell me quickly, what do you know?"

"..."

Reluctantly said "Amitabha", under the urging of Brother Lingxiang, he said, "I don't know about the skin change. But I have learned about the soul change. The condition of the soul change is that both parties can get it." Personal things, choose the time to set up the formation. When everything is in place, the soul can be exchanged."

Master Song blurted out: "This is impossible, I have never seen him before, let alone he will get my personal belongings."

What's more, in those two years, only Qi Yu occupied his body, but his soul drifted to another world.

This is inconsistent with the content of the soul change.

Wumin shook his head: "I don't know either, so I never thought about changing your soul back then, it was only when someone took your house and forced you to leave your soul..."

There is also this possibility.

Song Shu said coldly: "Master Wumin, you said earlier that we need to exchange personal belongings to resolve the bloody disaster... Is this what you mean?"

Before everyone looked over, he touched the veil in his sleeve, his eyes condensed like a picture, "Here is the veil my brother gave me—as for Qi Yu's personal belongings, brother, you can find one right now." try to find."

Master Song was stunned for a moment, then remembered that piece of warm jade.

Brother Lingxiang applauded and said, "Great, come on, Alan, do you know how to change souls?"

Wumin said calmly: "No."

Lingxiang's expression paused.

Wu Min said again: "But you can give it a try."

Song Shu can't come out for too long tonight, otherwise it will arouse Qi Yu's suspicion.

When he got up to say goodbye, Master Song also followed him out, and before leaving, he took back his steps from the threshold, turned to his master and said, "Master."

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"Do you have any extra masks for you?"

After all, it is Master Song's face, if they appear at the banquet in a few days with exactly the same face, it may cause a big commotion.

They agreed not to change their souls and come back for the time being, and Wu Min would guard the magic formation at all times, and then activate the formation when he needed it.

He hadn't planned to make a fuss at the palace banquet, but Qi Yu panicked when he saw him, and for some unknown reason, he actually provocatively agreed to the marriage that the emperor casually mentioned.

Master Song was indeed so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Okay.

Don't you have guts?

Then I don't play the cards logically.

When the South Border Gu poison incident broke out, Master Song's face turned blue when he saw him beside him, and he instantly felt refreshed.

Before leaving the banquet, he took away the powder used by Ling Jiu to drive the poison, and took a last look at Song Shu on the seat.

He didn't look good either, but it looked more like he was impostor.

Jing Xiu stood beside him, and Song Shu was safe and sound.

He quickly left the stage and rushed to the Tianguang Temple outside the city.

The task is completed, and he retires.

Let the original product deal with the next mess.

Even if you change your body, as long as you have a memory, you should know martial arts, and you will not forget martial arts.

Those who shouldn't know martial arts, still don't know martial arts.

For example, if transmigrated into a body with no internal strength, Master Song can exit the stage safely with hard work.

But when he was put into a body with high martial arts, Qi Yu could only be caught without a fight, and Song Shu, who had simply learned some self-defense techniques, put the knife on his neck.

Qi Yu was amazed, he leaned against the wooden boards of the carriage, not daring to move, sweating profusely: "When... did you find out?"

Song Shu said softly: "Your acting skills are too bad. I knew you were lying the night you returned to the inn."

Master Song would never dare to force him to sleep with him after expressing his heart and Song Shu clearly expressing his willingness to refuse.

Qi Yu's eyes widened after hearing this: "Impossible! I clearly pretended to be so similar! I have all his memories, and that prophetic dream... All my actions are based on his character, how could you find the flaw! "

Song Shu ignored his doubts.

Bu Buxue in his hand rested on Qi Yu's neck, and he said casually: "You want to pretend that he stayed by my side in order to change his skin?"

Qi Yu froze.

Song Shu stared at him quietly.

Qi Yu's face began to distort: ​​"Yes... so what? You probably don't know, I was also in this body a few months ago, and I almost got your boy's blood... just a short distance away. One point! That idiot came back at that time!"

"Fortunately he didn't continue, your boy's blood is still..."

He stared ferociously and greedily at Song Shu and said: "An idiot is an idiot, how could he know how rare your face is... I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never left anything I wanted."

Seeing him standing up, Song Shu turned his wrist slightly, and said with a fixed gaze: "Don't move—your life is still in my hands."

"This is not my fate," Qi Yu looked gloomy, "This is Song Yuanqing's fate."

Song Shu paused.

"Let me guess, have you guys colluded long ago? Song Yuanqing now... has found someone who can change his soul back?"

"This is the way to the outside of the city—you want to take me to Tianguang Temple? That's right, I heard that there is an eminent monk who is merciless and predicts things like a god. It would not be surprising if she can also do this kind of magic."

Qi Yu observed his expression, and then showed a strange smile: "But you don't seem to have thought about it, what if I take off your boy's blood——and then take off your skin before he successfully changes his soul?"

"After he comes back, how should he deal with you?"

Song Shu was surprised that his thoughts suddenly became so clear.

He didn't change his expression, his tone was as indifferent as his expression: "Then I will definitely kill you before you make a move."

"You killed me?" Qi Yu seemed to have heard some joke, he grinned, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist holding the knife, "Then you kill me, do you dare? If you kill me now, I can go back What about Song Yuanqing? From now on, he can only be a lonely ghost! Maybe it won't be long before he will be gone!"

"Are you going to kill your good brother with your own hands?"

Song Shu shook him off coldly, and chuckled lightly: "Don't think I'm afraid."

"Why, do you think my hands are dirty? Your personality has changed a lot. I remember that before I went back, you were still a pure and innocent little white flower—oh, yes. Song Yuanqing has it in his memory, you were reborn, right?"

Qi Yu narrowed his eyes, "Pure little white flowers are easy to deceive, and such an alienated and cold beauty is not bad...Master Song has picked up a good deal, why do you have a crush on him?"

"He treats me well, so I naturally like him," Song Shu smiled, and the tip of the dagger brushed his chin, "I'm not like you, I'm a poor, pity, person who can't ask for it."

Qi Yu's expression changed instantly.

He scolded almost sharply: "Shut up!"

He had Master Song's face on his face, but his expression was terrified that Master Song had never seen before: "It's because he has eyes but no eyes! You dare to laugh at me here because you are still young and beautiful, waiting to be turned into a confidante." Old man, do you think there is still someone who will love you?"

"Oh, that's right," Qi Yu raised his hand abruptly to hold Song Shu's dagger, his eyes full of shadows, "Don't you have a crush on him? Let me think about it. Are you dragging the time and waiting for him to return after changing his soul? Are you still Don't dare to kill me... If I commit suicide now, guess what will happen?"

Blood trickled down from his palm.

Song Shu's eyes changed, and he drew his knife out.

If it wasn't his brother's body, he would do whatever he wanted.

But it happened that this body belonged to Master Song.

Qi Yu sneered, and suddenly put his blood-stained palm on Song Shu's neck again, and the situation took a sudden turn for the worse.

The dagger in Song Shu's hand fell due to weakness.

He really didn't dare to hurt Master Song's body, so Qi Yu guessed right.

Since deterrence was ineffective, holding a knife was useless, Song Shu simply raised his hand and grabbed Qi Yu's wrist.

But after all, he and Master Song's body are still weak in physical strength, he dare not move his thoughts, but Qi Yu will not show mercy when he strikes him, that strength is pinching him to death.

Qi Yu smiled coldly: "You know who I am and dare to sit in the same carriage with me for so long, idiot."

Song Shu was pressed against the wooden board of the carriage with his head pinched by him, his face turned blue, and he blinked, as if he wanted to say something.

Qi Yu didn't care, he leaned over and said with great interest: "Since you don't eat the soft ones, then I can only eat the hard ones—"

The next moment, the hand holding his throat loosened in vain.

Qi Yu was suddenly interrupted, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist. When he turned his head, he saw Jing Xiu holding a wooden sword to block Song Shu, his baby face was expressionless.

Song Shu coughed several times before his face finally returned to normal: "Jing Xiu, knock him out."

Jingxiu nodded.

Song Shu recovered his breath, and said slowly under Qi Yu's resentful eyes: "You know I already know you are a fake, and you think I won't prepare in advance?"

The corner of his mouth curled up somewhat coolly, he smiled slightly, sat upright as before, opened his lips and returned to him what Qi Yu just said: "Idiot."

Qi Yu is absolutely incomparable to Shang Jingxiu.

Before he could struggle twice, he was knocked unconscious by Jing Xiu.

At this point, Zhang Wu, who was driving outside and listened to the whole process, raised his voice and said, "My lord, Tianguang Temple is here."