I stole the script of the abusive male protagonist

As soon as Lu Zhuo finished speaking, the store was so quiet.

Xiaoer first came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, then put away the tape measure and said, "Your Honor said so."

After all, most of the other monks have changes in their bodies and faces, and their bodies are beastly and deformed at every turn. Those like Ji Fengwu who only have an extra pair of wings, which does not hinder their original appearance, are indeed rare.

"The young master is in good shape, and even I can make clothes a little faster... Don't worry, nobleman, the villain will send the clothes to the Lu Mansion in less than three days."

He retreated into the inner room to record the size first, leaving only Lu Zhuo and Ji Fengwu in the shop.

"Don't care too much about other people's opinions, just be yourself." The two were silent for a moment, but Lu Zhuo was the first to speak, "I told you yesterday that the demonic characteristics of you and me are just the peculiarities of practitioners. .”

"I... just haven't gotten used to it yet." Ji Fengwu's voice was a bit dull, obviously he was having a difficult time understanding, of course he knew that Lu Zhuo was telling the truth, but the experience of the past ten years made it difficult for him to get rid of that inertia .

This kind of inertia not only comes from the uninterrupted hostility, disgust and curiosity since birth, but also from a little fear deep in his heart.

Yes, even he himself was a little afraid of himself. When he dreamed back at midnight, he dreamed more than once that he flapped his wings, bringing fear and destruction to everything around him.

It's just that the wings in the dream are not black wings, but blazing flames, and his body is also covered with fire. The fire is black, and nothing can extinguish it.

"You have to learn to get used to it and accept that you are different from others. Then you will realize that maybe it is not you who are wrong, but someone else." Lu Zhuo smiled, as if to comfort Ji Fengwu, but his tone was completely different from usual, It seems to mean something.

Before Ji Fengwu could understand, suddenly the market outside the store became quiet, and there was a sound of beating gongs and drums in the distance.

"Sacrificing blood to return gods, peace of mind."

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless, and I will be reborn in bliss."

"Sacrificing blood to return gods, peace of mind."

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless, reborn in bliss..."

Dozens of hundreds of people were chanting in unison outside the door, gongs and drums were beating, and conchs were blowing loudly. There seemed to be a crowd of people behind them repeating themselves, and they were walking towards this direction.

The waiter in the shop there also seemed to have heard the voice, rushed out of it, closed the door tightly, and then directly bolted the door.

"Don't make a noise, nobleman, that's someone from the Blood Venerable Sect."

Xiao Er's expression was ugly, as if he was both afraid and disgusted by the person outside the door, Lu Zhuo and Ji Fengwu followed the good advice, so naturally they didn't open their mouths.

After a long time, the gongs and drums were beating outside the door, and the loudly chanting crowd finally passed by. Xiaoer let out a long sigh of relief, but as soon as he looked up, he realized that he hadn't had time to close the window just now.

A dense crowd of people stood outside the window, standing there like puppets, blocking all the light outside the window, like a few devils standing in the shadows.

Xiao Er screamed in fright, but before she could make a sound, she covered her mouth, but the weirdo outside the window had already seen them, and it would not help to hide anymore!

"Sacrificing blood for gods, you will find peace. Sacrificing blood for gods, you will find peace..." The weird man stood outside the window without doing anything else. He just recited these two lines aloud, but his voice became more and more shrill, like a ghost screaming. Same.

The waiter in the shop heard the voice, but he became in a daze. He suddenly lifted a pair of scissors on the cabinet next to him, and was about to cut off his wrist.

"Hehe." Lu Zhuo smiled slightly, his voice seemed to reverberate in the room, that Xiaoer also woke up, and held back his hands with horror on his face.

But Ji Fengwu stood in front of Lu Zhuo with his whole body, a pair of black wings completely blocked him, and looked out the window with a cold face, ready to pounce on him at any time.

The weird man stopped chanting directly, first stared at Ji Fengwu for a moment, and then looked at Lu Zhuo, especially the unique face with silver hair and blue eyes.

He slowly stepped back half a step, and said in an extremely dry voice: "Lu, the little guy from the Lu Manor...why, do you want to stop me from taking blood to sacrifice to the gods?"

"He is my tailor. If I hurt my hand, who will make clothes for me?" Lu Zhuo replied, and he also understood that Xiao Er was controlled to cut his wrist just now, not to commit suicide, but to let him bleed.

"Here, one, face." The black figure receded slowly, and as he left, the other figures also disappeared in an instant, and the sound of drums and gongs came from outside the window, and the waiter at the shop relaxed and fell to the ground.

"Thank you, sir, for saving my life... If I hurt my hand, it will be over." Xiao Er stood up weakly, and the confrontation just now was no less than a life-and-death encounter for him.

Lu Zhuo didn't care about him, but patted Ji Fengwu. Only then did the young man realize that the crisis was over, he relaxed, and put away the black feather that exploded.

His face was covered with cold sweat. It was obvious that the black shadow gave him great pressure just now, but he still stood in front of Lu Zhuo, even though his whole body was trembling, he didn't take a step back.

"Lu Zhuo, are they gone?" Ji Fengwu asked.

"Yes, let's go, don't be on guard." Lu Zhuo patted the young man's shoulder to reassure him and relax.

"Sorry, I'm too weak, and I didn't even notice it." Ji Fengwu blamed himself and felt ashamed, not only because of his own powerlessness, but also because of the fear that lingered in his heart just now.

"Young Master, don't underestimate yourself. Those believers are not ordinary people, but the 'Blood Venerable Cult' from outside the city. They have been preaching in Qingliu City recently, and they have to bleed anyone they see." Xiaoer explained to the two with some fear.

When Lu Zhuo heard the word 'Blood Venerable Sect', he thought it was very familiar, but he forgot where he saw it.

It turned out that the blood venerable religion came from outside the city. During this period of time, for some reason, it entered Qingliu City to spread the word, not only absorbing the residents of the city, but also going around as before, bewitching those non-believers to take blood to sacrifice to the god.

At the beginning, Xiaoer was also taught by them, but he didn't join because he didn't want to injure his hand to take blood, but he knew a little about the origin of the blood reverence sect.

The Blood Venerable Sect spreads from outside the city, and they believe in a deity named "Blood God Tianzun". They believe that all things have spirits, and the spirits are in the blood. As long as the blood of all things and spirits in the world are sacrificed to the gods, they can reach the world. "Everyone is equal, harmonious and amiable" Paradise.

This doctrine sounds quite evil, but their methods are considered mild. Apart from donating blood regularly, the residents who joined the religion did not have any special sacrifices... and forced sacrifices to gods like today will only rob others a tenth of blood.

Like Xiaoer who locks the doors and windows tightly like this, if you don't listen or look, you won't be discovered, even this coercion will not succeed, so there is no chaos in Qingliu City... And the Black God Guard who is in charge of things in the city is somehow wrong. The teacher reached a tacit agreement and did not control them much.

"This pagan religion has strange methods. Even those monks who have achieved success in practice can hardly escape. The young master is not afraid in the face of danger. He is already an outstanding person." Xiaoer continued to praise Ji Fengwu, and the boy ignored him, his eyes were still on Lu Zhuo.

"Since you feel that you haven't done well, then redouble your efforts. I'll teach you how to read when you get back today, and then start to practice." Lu Zhuo knew that the other party didn't want tolerance and encouragement, so he said with a bit of 'blame'.

"I understand. I will study hard." Ji Fengwu nodded, and then he calmed down.

He thought of his brother Xiong who was so playful and tired of learning, if he was as well-behaved as this young master, it would be great.

The next second, he saw Lu Zhuo pat the other person's head, forget it, he probably couldn't touch that brat's head like that.

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Ji Fengwu's clothes are ordered, and the last daily task of [Correcting Clothes] is also completed, as always, a full reward of 100 points.

His clothes will be delivered to the Lu Mansion one after another starting three days later. In addition, Lu Zhuo also bought two pairs of leather gloves and boots for the two of them for the winter, with goose down inside, which is extremely warm.

On the way back, they changed to a coachman. Just now, the Blood Venerable Cult was parading through the streets. They sheltered Xiao Er and it was fine, but the coachman bumped into him unluckily. One-tenth of his blood was drawn, which is about the amount of blood donated at a time. , but the whole person is still pale and dizzy.

He was afraid of delaying the business of the nobleman, so he hired his nephew to be the coachman, and he resigned first.

The new coachman was a shy young man, and he drove very smoothly. Lu Zhuo and Ji Fengwu were sitting in the carriage, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and he remembered where he had heard about the Blood Venerable Teaching.

That was the end of the first volume. The red blood pill was successfully refined, and Bai Luweng woke up again to hold the "Heavenly Pill Conference". At the meeting, he would take the red blood pill and take away a direct descendant, regaining a 50-year life.

The Lu family has been passed down for thousands of years in Qingliu City. It is reasonable to say that there should be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of clan members. However, in the mansion at this moment, the one who can be called a "direct relative" is the third house represented by Lu Zhuo himself. , and his two uncles, this is precisely because their grandfather was the Bai Lu Weng who took over the house 50 years ago.

And the Blood Venerable Sect was one of the guests at the 'Tiandan Conference', and seemed to be quite popular with his uncle Lu Zhuo (the acting patriarch of the Lu family), and he didn't know if he escaped from the battlefield between Ji Fengwu and Bai Luweng in the end.

Looking at it now, the Blood Venerable Sect did not arrive at the Heavenly Pill Conference, but entered Qingliu City early, and they preached wantonly, and neither the Lu Family nor the White Deer Temple interfered. It seems that there are many secrets in it.

"Just now I heard from Xiaoer that the Blood Venerable Sect came from outside the city. Fengwu, you also wandered from outside the city, do you know the difference between the outside of the city and our Qingliu City?" Lu Zhuo currently only has the first book in the original book Juan, I don't know much about the world view, but Ji Fengwu is by my side, so I can ask more questions.

"Outside the city," Ji Fengwu paused for a moment, even with a trace of fear, "Inside the city and outside the city, it is not the difference of one city wall, but two worlds."

"Bloodthirsty monsters, weird magic plants, crazy humans, believe in various sects of existence... Living outside the city, there is always the danger of death." Ji Fengwu was a little depressed, "Although I have lived outside the city for ten For a few years, but most of them lived in safe areas that were discovered by the predecessors, and I have never been to those forbidden places full of darkness and weirdness."

Lu Zhuo looked at the lost boy and shook his head, wanting to tell him that Ji Fengwu himself is one of the strange legends outside the city.

The author has something to say: The world view is unfolding, and your friend [Compulsory Blood Donation Cult] (not) has been online.

Of course, it is still necessary in daily life, and there is still a long time to fight BOSS.

In addition... Please collect QAQ, how can the author survive this cold winter without a collection, I have neither a small light ball hand stove nor a big wing warm quilt o(╥﹏╥)o

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 28 bottles of swallow bacteria;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!