Reverse strategy by white cut black male lead [Transmigration Book]

Although Qingjing is Fengqiong, it is still one of the four sects, and the interior layout is very decent.

Each room has ample space and has two beds in the front and back halls, separated by a dragon-embroidered screen in the middle, which is obviously specially set up for entertaining guests.

What Bai Cheng said before is not enough rooms, it seems that it is only for the Banxiang Pavilion.

In the dead of night, Jiang Ningzhuo's hut was covered with a light soundproof spell, emitting a faint blue light.

Lu Hanzhou leaned on Jiang Ningzhuo's shoulder covered in sweat. As he expected, he really became more and more difficult to control himself.Jiang Ningzhuo's fingers moved and pressed on his fragile scales, and he could completely control his emotions.

"Don't touch...don't touch there."

He wanted to stand up and keep a distance from Jiang Ningzhuo, but every time he made a move, he would be stimulated by the scales and make him fall down again.

Listening to Lu Hanzhou's low dragon chant, Jiang Ningzhuo kindly reminded: "Be quiet, aren't you afraid that Jiang Chen and the others will hear you?"

He didn't tell Lu Hanzhou that he had cast a soundproof spell.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lu Hanzhou, who had been brazenly humming just now, covered his mouth with his hands.

But Jiang Ningzhuo's spiritual power slowly flowed into his spiritual sea from the tail, filling Lu Hanzhou's mind with ease as if the cracks were being filled, and he changed to biting his hand after a while.

Very hard.

Lu Hanzhou once again regretted that he agreed to this proposal of mutual help.

Watching the bell on his wrist jingle with the ups and downs, and the voice in his mouth endured intermittently, Jiang Ningzhuo finally couldn't bear it, and coaxed: "The nursery rhyme on the carriage at that time, hum it again, and I will cast a soundproof spell."

"No." Lu Hanzhou himself could cast the Soundproofing Charm, but he tried a few times and found that it didn't seem to work during the process of conveying spiritual power.

His refusal made Jiang Ningzhuo a little displeased, the hand that was only resting on the scales to spend spiritual power did not know when it moved to Lu Hanzhou's thigh, and squeezed it hard.

Threatened: "Sing to me."

This out-of-bounds action surprised Lu Hanzhou, and he hurriedly wanted to get up and leave, but Jiang Ningzhuo held him tightly and would not let go.

The two struggled and shoved for a while, and finally ended with Lu Hanzhou's compromise.

He asked coldly, "Don't you want to keep a distance from me? Why don't you want to let go now?"

Jiang Ningzhuo didn't speak, but his breathing became faster and faster, and the movements of his hands became much slower.

Realizing that something was wrong, Lu Hanzhou hurriedly raised his head, just in time to meet Jiang Ningzhuo's slightly trembling pupils, and saw the red blood that started to spread in his eyes.

He felt that Jiang Ningzhuo's emotions were becoming uncontrollable, because his hands began to wander around indiscriminately.

Violent emotions took over again.

"What a lunatic." Lu Hanzhou cursed in his heart.

But scolding is scolding, he still put his head on the opponent's shoulder, and began to hum the nursery rhyme intermittently.

This tune seems to be engraved in his memory, and he can hum it countless times anytime, anywhere.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Lu Hanzhou felt that Jiang Ningzhuo let out a smug laugh.

Spiritual power began to pour in continuously from under him, Lu Hanzhou's barely sober mind was dragged into the clouds again, and the humming song became another voice again.

Just before the end of the spiritual power transmission, Jiang Ningzhuo, who was satisfied with his possessive desire, approached his ear and asked, "Who else has seen the tail?"

Lu Hanzhou, who had no ability to think, replied: "I just showed it to you."

After speaking, a trace of red appeared on his face, and he hid in the night.

The long spirit crossing is finally over.

Lu Hanzhou waited for his body's reaction to weaken before moving away from Jiang Ningzhuo's knee.

But he found that his legs were numb again.

"Do you want me to rub it?" Jiang Ningzhuo looked at him with difficulty in moving, and asked empathetically.

Lu Hanzhou: "No need."

But he tried to support Jiang Ningzhuo's shoulder four or five times, but he still couldn't get up, so he could only rub it by himself.

"I used to pester me to rub my numb legs in the confused state, why not now." Jiang Ningzhuo helped him recall.

Lu Hanzhou felt that Jiang Ningzhuo at night seemed to have turned on some kind of valve, and the person who was still aloof during the day was completely unrecognizable.

He whispered: "Jiang Ningzhuo."

He wanted to ask Jiang Ningzhuo, did he like him?

After all, the two of them have been cuddling and even sharing the same bed more and more times recently, and even his iron tree occasionally has a rapid heartbeat and a feeling that can confuse reason, so what about Jiang Ningzhuo?

If you don't like it, why do you care so much about him solving the resentment, and get more serious every time.If you don't like it, why bother to appease him every time it's over?

And now, what do you mean by always mentioning those unintentional intimate things in the past?

But whenever he wanted to ask impulsively, Jiang Ningzhuo's calm appearance seemed to tell him the answer.

That calmness is very different from the clinginess of the night.

It seemed to say that all of this at night was a deal, the purpose was to let Lu Hanzhou stay by the side so that he could sleep well.

Lu Hanzhou felt that he was a little self-indulgent.

Although he hasn't talked about it, he knows that liking is a process, a feeling that he has always been with a person regardless of the day and night, rather than being impulsive or changing his attitude day by day.

Just like he is relying on Jiang Ningzhuo now, it is because he injected spiritual power into himself, not because he took the initiative to throw himself into the arms.On the other hand, Jiang Ningzhuo coaxed him to make himself sleep well.

This was a transaction in itself, but he lost his mind briefly in it.

He sometimes felt that Jiang Ningzhuo had guessed his identity and made a 180-degree turn in his attitude.

Leaving aside the fact that the original owner committed a lot of evil and died at his hands, even if he didn't do anything really bad now, if he knew that the junior in his hand had changed, would he still treat himself like this?

not sure.

"Huh?" Jiang Ningzhuo responded to his voice.

He didn't know that Lu Hanzhou had such rich inner activities, and he didn't wait for a long time to think that he was in a daze, so he helped him move up and down on his back, and comforted him: "Good boy, it's not uncomfortable."

Lu Hanzhou laughed, he thought he was ridiculous, because he actually had an inexplicable sense of dependence in it, and couldn't tell the truth from reality.

At that time, Lu Hanzhou's identity was concealed because he didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Ningzhuo, but now they were sitting together.

He said seriously: "Thank you for your hard work. When I find all the medicines for the radical cure, you don't have to work anymore. I also looked for your violent disease from that book, and there will definitely be a solution."

Lu Hanzhou barely supported himself to stand up and returned to the other bed.

They share a room all night, so they don't have to stay in the same bed to have the same sleep aid.

Jiang Ningzhuo listened to his alienated words, and the movements of his hands gradually stopped.

So in his eyes, he did this just to solve the violent disease?

The moonlight was getting darker, and Lu Hanzhou was lying on the bed only to realize that the room was too quiet. He reached out and found the soundproof spell set by Jiang Ningzhuo.

He looked at Jiang Ningzhuo sideways through the screen, and felt no movement, and even his breathing was very shallow.

I don't know why he felt that Jiang Ningzhuo was a little unhappy just now, and he couldn't see the other party after looking at him for a long time, so he called out: "Jiang Ningzhuo."

"Yeah." There was a reply in the air.

Lu Hanzhou didn't expect that he didn't sleep, so he quickly lay down on the bed and hid it under the quilt.

At the end, he felt like he was playing tricks, so he poked his head out and asked, "Who are you investigating in Qingjingfeng this time?"

On the way here, he knew there were three people, but he didn't know which three they were.

Jiang Ningzhuo seemed to turn over and face this side, before saying, "Bai Cheng."

"Bai Cheng??!" Lu Hanzhou yelled out, then covered his mouth, and finally remembered that there was a soundproof spell before putting it down again, and asked, "Why is it him?"

In the original book, although the original owner did many evils and attracted many righteous crusades, he also resisted a lot. The worst of them was that the green mirror was closed, and Bai Cheng died at the hands of Lu Hanzhou, which can be regarded as cannon fodder among cannon fodder.

Lu Hanzhou didn't hear who killed Jiang Yilan before passing through the book, but he never thought it was Bai Cheng.

"Not entirely sure, but he is very suspicious." Jiang Ningzhuo stretched out his hand and added a sound-proof spell, "Bai Xuanheng's disturbance was a bit deliberate, and the most important thing is that after the confusion came out, Bai Cheng stayed in seclusion for half a month."

The trouble was either a show or a fool, but after half a month of retreat, he had to be on his guard. The man in black he met in the perplexing state was injured.

Lu Hanzhou also felt a little bit like this. Most of the sects of cultivation do not communicate with each other, and it is very rare to rush to interfere with other people's affairs.

Jiang Ningzhuo's deep voice came: "Sleep, everything will be discussed after tomorrow."

Lu Hanzhou, who still wanted to ask again, pursed his lips: "Oh."

……

During this period of time, Jiang Ningzhuo's Du Ling was very useful, but the inner voice brought out by that perplexing state once again interfered with Lu Hanzhou's dream.

But this time it was Lu Hanzhou who allowed it.

He suddenly wanted to know what kind of person Lu Hanzhou was, what kind of past he had, and what kind of life he had.

He stood in front of a ruined temple, the pattering rain hit his shoulders, soaking his thin clothes in a short while.

Hearing that a boy died in this ruined temple with a plague, everyone fled.

Lu Hanzhou also wanted to escape, but he had nowhere to go.

The spiritual power in his body was difficult to integrate, and his bones ached every day.In order not to be discovered, he could only make himself covered in mud and disheveled hair.

In the end he became a beggar.

He stretched out his hand to look at the frayed knuckles, which were the injuries from grabbing a steamed bun with the mad dog just now.He didn't have bigu, and he was in a long-term age, so he was very hungry every day.

He had a high fever, and if he got caught in the rain, he would die.

He had no choice but to step into this ruined temple with plague corpses.

The temple is located in the outskirts, and beggars have been occupying it for a long time, and no one offers incense, but the people nearby have no money to offer.The Buddha statues were covered with damp moss and spider webs and rotten straw.

Lu Hanzhou waved the rotten smell and found a clean place to sit down.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and take a rest, weak breathing came from the corner.

He is resentment, although he is reduced to the street, but his five senses are clear.

Lu Hanzhou rushed to his feet, looking warily at the person wrapped in straw mats in the corner.

The other party murmured: "Help..."

Previously, in order to avoid being discovered and improperly controlled, Lu Hanzhou rarely used spiritual power.After hesitating for a moment, he carefully evaporated the water around the straw mat with resentment fire.

He cautiously put the steamed buns in his arms and asked, "Are you still alive?"

"Help..." the man said again, the voice sounded like a boy.

Lu Hanzhou suddenly thought of his parents, they always rescued the dying and healed the wounded before the Taohuamen suffered a catastrophe.

Mentioning that the emotional surge in his parents' hearts was full of tears, he hurried to the straw mat and turned the boy out.

The boy's mouth was stuffed with straw smeared with chicken blood, his face was covered with acne and he was dying.

Lu Hanzhou carefully passed some of his spiritual power, and found that the other party's breathing became more obvious.

It was raining heavily outside the temple, and there was no one around.

"You wait." Lu Hanzhou put him down in a panic. He didn't give up even though he was in jail, so he had to try his best to save this child who wanted to survive.

After that fire, he used spiritual power for the first time, and this young man was also the first person who was not hostile to him.

The strands of resentment have always been lethal, but at this time they slowly climbed up the horrible wound, cleaning up the bad luck all over his body.

Lu Hanzhou struggled a bit, sweating profusely mixed with the rain from before, and finally all dripped on the ground and splashed into mud spots.

The acne on the boy's face began to disappear, and finally he gradually recovered a little popularity.

"What's your name? Where do you live?" Lu Hanzhou's voice was hoarse, and he felt even hungrier after exhausting his spiritual energy.

The young man stared at him with big watery eyes and shook his head.

"Baizhe, you will be called Baizhe from now on. Baizhe is indomitable."

Lu Hanzhou took out the steamed bun from his arms and handed it to him.

The sense of reality filled all his senses, and the soreness in his knees was also very obvious. It was so obvious that Lu Hanzhou forgot that this was just a dream. He felt that this was something he had personally experienced, and he felt very empathetic.

At this moment, a clear voice appeared next to his ears, "You are Lu Hanzhou."

Lu Hanzhou came back to his senses suddenly, his headache was splitting and he shouted: "I'm not!!"

The dream began to fall apart.

……

Jiang Ningzhuo looked at the sweat on Lu Hanzhou's face, and wanted to reach out to help him wipe it off, but was blocked by the mask.

He pushed for a long time without waking up, and he didn't get any response at all.

Just when he was about to say something else, Lu Hanzhou's eyelids suddenly opened.He sat up from the bed at once, looking at Jiang Ningzhuo's eyes full of confusion.

Jiang Ningzhuo put his finger on his lips and whispered, "Hush."

Lu Hanzhou's bed was next to the window, and he saw Jiang Ningzhuo's frowning by the moonlight, and after sniffing, a strong smell of rotten medicine rushed straight into his nostrils.

The moonlight hit the floor, and suddenly there were figures in front of the window.