What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

In the room, as soon as Shen Duo opened his eyes, he found himself lying on Song Xianzhi's bed.

The reason why it was determined so quickly was because the place was full of nasty smells from that person.

Last night, he escaped from the depths of Jianyuan, was seriously injured, fell into a coma, and had to change back to his original body in order to protect himself.

But fortunately, what I want to take is already in hand.

It's just that he didn't expect that Song Xianzhi would rescue him from his original form.

Shen Duo squinted his eyes, he was two years older than Song Xianzhi, but he was oppressed by Song Xianzhi because of his late entry, so that his life was even worse than that of the lowest servant in the sect.

But in any case, he has lived for more than 20 years. He has seen too many dirty people since he was a child, and has suffered countless humiliations. He has long learned to be patient.

Anyway, these people will be killed by him sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Shen Duo staggered to his feet, intending to leave quietly.Unfortunately, he misjudged his injury.

The body changed back to its original form, and even temporarily sealed the spiritual power in his body. Now he is not even as good as the most ordinary spirit beast. This time, he used too much force and fell off the bed.

Song Xianzhi who rushed over just heard the sound, and hurriedly opened the door and went in.

I saw that the little boy who was sleeping on the bed had already woken up, and was falling to the ground on all fours.

Seeing him coming in, the little boy immediately turned over, arched his back, bared his teeth, and looked at him very vigilantly.

However, his appearance, in Song Xianzhi's eyes, was really fierce.

"Hey, my little cub, why are you so careless, did you hurt when you fell off the bed? You haven't healed yet, and if you don't take good care of it, you will become lame."

Unconsciously, Song Xianzhi took out the title of Jinmao and called him Xiaozizi, frowning and pouting, and rushed towards him with a heartbroken look.

When Shen Duo heard his address, he frowned tightly, feeling cold in his heart.He looked at that hand, intending to bite him, but was easily grabbed by the back of his neck.

After slipping the cub to the bed and putting it away, and repairing the magic circle to prevent it from falling off, Song Xianzhi happily patted the cub's head and confessed: "Good boy, I'm going to pick up your little one now." Good brother, come back later to play with you."

After speaking, he picked up the umbrella hanging behind the bamboo door and rushed out of the door.

And behind him, the good boy he was talking about was looking at the back of him leaving, with a hint of viciousness flashing across his gray-green pupils.

When Song Xianzhi went out the door, he was slapped in the cold wind, and the raindrops fell heavily, but in a short while, the ground was completely dyed dark.

It stands to reason that the disciples of the Qinghe Sect are now able to protect their bodies with stellar energy, but Xiaohao is different. His spiritual root is weak, so he could not enter the sect originally, but Yun Xuezun and his mother are old acquaintances, Xiaohao's mother After his death, he was entrusted to Yun Xuezun, so Xiao Hao's talent is not good, and he still can't draw out the stellar energy.

Song Xianzhi walked down the mountain along the narrow path. He couldn't fly with the sword inside the sect, so he could only rush to the nearest portal.

The torrential rain in summer is the most unreasonable, it rains heavily and urgently, through the heavy rain curtain, Song Xianzhi sees the teleportation array glowing with golden light not far away.

Halfway through, the bell had already struck, and at this time some students came out one after another in front of the teleportation formation.

The appearance of one of the titles of Song attracted the attention of this group of students.

Those gazes were not good intentions, Song Xianzhi didn't want to pay attention to them, avoided them and walked straight towards the portal.

At this moment, however, an arm suddenly crossed in front of Song Xianzhi, blocking his way.

"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Song? Why don't you say hello when you see Senior Brother once you come out of the house?" His tone was not pleasant at all.

Song Xianzhi took a step back and glanced at the young man in front of him.

The person in front of him was the same as him, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a flamboyant red brocade dress, with handsome eyebrows and straight eyes.

There is only one person who lives in Changzhu Peak and can still call him Junior Brother, and that is the grandson of the previous head of the sect, Xu Xiao.

This person is the steward of Changzhu Peak. In the original book, Xu Xiao is also one of the many followers of the heartthrob protagonist Shou. He came to Changzhu Peak as the steward to get closer to Bai Jingyi.

Xu Xiao, as the leftover grandson of the former sect leader, naturally wouldn't be afraid of Song Xianzhi. It was he who exposed the original body's obsession. In the end, the original body had to escape from the sect and was tortured to death by Shen Duo.

Speaking of it this way, he, Xu Xiao, has to count as a part of the original owner's death.

Now Xu Xiao hasn't found out about his obsession, so stopping him now is probably just to sarcasm and vent his anger on Bai Jingyi.

Song Xianzhi didn't have the heart to argue with him, he curled his lips, his voice sounded cold through the cold raindrops: "Stop talking nonsense, draw your sword, I'm still in a hurry."

Xu Xiao was obviously stunned for a moment, and then became a little annoyed: "You!"

He obviously didn't expect Song Xianzhi to be so forthright, usually he's always on the hook, and the whole mountain knew that he would never let it go, why is he so abnormal today?

"Okay, that's what you said!" Xu Xiao didn't think too much about it, he had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and Song Xianzhi was just a waste who had been staying in the Golden Core stage. There is a huge gap between them.

Even if a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage wants to kill a Jindan stage, it is just a breeze.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiao sneered, he had long been upset at Song Xianzhi, who was crazy and pestered Junior Brother Bai, and just took this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Song Xianzhi put the paper umbrella in his hand into the storage ring, and took a few steps back unhurriedly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing away the whispers of the people around.

Hearing a clang, a snow-white sword light pierced through the rain curtain, Xu Xiao held the sword and slashed directly at Song Xianzhi's face.

Song Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways dangerously, and dodged it.

After all, this is his first actual combat, and he still doesn't know the strength of cultivators in this world. Fortunately, this body still retains its original ability to deal with it.

Song Xianzhi didn't draw his sword. In the original book, Xu Xiao, like the protagonist Gong Shou, is the top leader among the generations of Qinghe Sect, so his strength is naturally strong.

And he is a half-crippled person, with such a broken body, it is okay to perform a small magic trick, chop bamboo, etc., to deal with Xu Xiao, that is beyond his control.

But although Song Xianzhi's strength is not good, he still has a trick.

His master, who doted on his apprentice too much, stocked him with good things, such as famous magical artifacts, ancient treasures, and storage rings full of four squares filled with Song titles.

Therefore, Song Xianzhi never wanted to confront Xu Xiao head-on.

He squeezed the bead the size of the pulp of his middle finger and injected it with spiritual energy.

The treasures are all recognized by the master, and they are directly activated when they get the spiritual energy.

An eye-exploding blue light pierced the air, illuminating half of the mountain, and then a muffled bell sounded, and the blue light began to shrink downwards at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Xiao, who was still wielding the sword, was covered in it.

A light blue transparent bell-shaped barrier floated around Xu Xiao, he stopped his movements and observed the barrier for some unknown reason.

Before he could fully react, an invisible pressure suddenly came down from the top of his head, like the coercion of a cultivator at the transformation stage, forcing him to kneel directly on the ground.

"Damn it, what are you doing!" Xu Xiao cursed through gritted teeth, unable to raise her head.

Song Zhiyi coughed several times in a row, then sneezed again, and then said: "It's nothing, I just lied to you, I hit you because I was stupid."

This tool is called the Falling Bell Pearl, and it is an intermediate-level defense-type treasure. It is not a problem to deal with Xu Xiao, who is cultivated as a Nascent Soul.

"You are despicable! Nasty! Fight me openly if you have the ability."

Tsk tsk tsk, what a classic cannon fodder line.

"Yes yes yes, I'm despicable, if you use your cultivation to suppress me, you should be upright." Song Xianzhi rolled his eyes and walked past him directly.

"You!" Xu Xiao was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Don't you, you, you, you, you can kneel first." After Song Yanzhi finished speaking, he turned and entered the teleportation array, the golden light flashed, and the light blue figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The rest of the disciples were stunned by this series of operations, they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

After all, the coercion of the magic weapon was so powerful that even Guanshi Xu was sweating, and there was no way to break free, let alone them.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, wondering whether they should go or stay in this heavy rainy day.

After leaving the teleportation formation, it is the main peak of Qinghe Sect.

The towering pavilions are patchwork, huge and magnificent, hiding behind the rain curtain shyly and timidly.

Song Xianzhi came here for the first time, and he was a little confused.

Fortunately, there is a stone tablet hanging in the air not far away, engraved with the spiritual script of instructions, and even delicately matched with a simple hand-drawn map. Just click on the place you want to go, and a white streak will fly out of it. Line, directly connected to the palace you want to go to.

As a modern person, Song Xianzhi couldn't help but have a toothache. It's good to know magic spells. Even the map is so avant-garde. What's the matter with this full sense of technology?

The Ziju Hall, where the freshmen took theoretical basic courses, soon appeared in front of them. The hall was half suspended in the air, and there were several arm-thick iron cables hanging from the top to the ground.

The lights in the hall were still on, flickering dimly in the night-like environment.

Song Xianzhi lifted his breath, jumped up a few times, and he had already reached the gate of the hall.

"Hello?"

The hall is too big, Song Xianzhi turned around for a long time before seeing a figure.

"Ah!" The other party turned his head when he heard his voice, but screamed out of fright, holding his heart with both hands.

It's not small.

"Song...Senior Brother Song, it's you...you, why, are you here?" The child looked terrified and stammered, as if he was a little afraid of him.

Song Xianzhi has also seen how terrible his appearance is, so he has refused to look in the mirror these days.

I still remember the day when he first wore it, he was eager to know what he looked like, but when he picked up the mirror and looked at it, he was almost scared away!

His cheeks are sunken, his eyes are blue and black, his body is still skinny, and his hair is long. Anyone who says he is a ghost will believe him!

Originally, I thought that I had stopped those miscellaneous pills these days, and I didn't practice any beauty skills anymore, so the situation would get better, but I didn't expect that it would still scare people.

"Do you know Xiao Hao, Wen Hao, I'll look for him." Song Xianzhi didn't want to scare the children, so he had better pick up Xiao Hao and leave.

The child nodded and said, "I know it. It's good to hear that it's on the top floor. I can't go back because of the rain, so I'm still studying."

Perhaps it was because of Song Xianzhi's good tone, the child was not so afraid of him, and enthusiastically walked ahead to lead him the way.

On the way, Song Xianzhi chatted with him casually, and finally asked, "It's so late, why didn't you go back?"

The child was stunned, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I don't have spiritual roots, so..."

"No spiritual root?" Song Xianzhi was very surprised, how could there be someone more special than Xiao Hao in Qinghe Sect.

"Yes, I am here as a handyman, sorting out the ancient books in the palace."

An image jumped into his mind, Song Xianzhi's eyelids twitched, and he asked, "You...can't be called Yan Shu..."

The child's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard his words, and his tone couldn't hide his joy: "Senior Brother Song, you actually know me!"

Song Zhizhi held his forehead, and thought, "It's not just that I know you, I scolded you when I was reading novels."

There are many cannon fodder in the original work, and Yan Shu is one of them.

Although this kid is cute on the outside, he is actually smart and cruel on the inside. The protagonist almost died in his hands in the early stage of the attack.

Yan Shu was plotting at a young age, wanting to avenge his family, but he couldn't play with Tang Tang, who was wearing clothes all over his body. In the end, he fell into the Devil's Valley and was bitten by thousands of ghosts. His death was worse than that of Song Xianzhi.

It stands to reason that even if the sect is a handyman, it will definitely not accept disciples without spiritual roots, but Yan Shu is an exception.

Because the former head of the Qinghe Sect once wanted to accept a talented villager from Jinshui Village as a disciple, and left the sect's token as a token.

This villager is Yan Shu's father, Yan Zhong.

It's a pity that Yan Zhongzhi is not here, and he didn't come to Qinghezong to learn from him with his token.So after Jinshui Village was collectively wiped out by the demons, Yan Shu, the only survivor, came to Qinghe Sect with a token and worked as an inconspicuous handyman.

Jinshui Village, the village where Yan Shu grew up, is located in Jiuduan Mountain near the edge of the Demon Realm, and it is also one of the dungeons that the protagonist Gong Shou fought together.

Counting the time, Tang Tang and Bai Jingyi will join hands to carry out the mission of the sect, and they will go to Jinshui Village in Jiuduan Mountain.

Everything is destined, no one can help.

This sentence is really true.

If Jinshui Village is doing well, Yan Shu may only be an ordinary, kind, intelligent and lovable person.

Song Xianzhi sighed, if he hadn't come to this other world, why would he need to worry about life and death every day.

There are nine floors in the Ziju Hall, and Xiao Hao's classroom is on the top floor. The two of them entered the teleportation array and reached it instantly.

"Xiaohao!" Song Xianzhi called out to the only figure in the classroom.

Xiao Hao turned her head abruptly, with a bit of disbelief on her face: "Senior brother!"

The child's upright sitting posture collapsed in an instant, and he got up quickly: "Brother, why are you here!"

Xiao Hao's eyes were shining, Song Zhizhi approached him, and patted his head with a smile: "What else can I do, I'll take you home."

"Take me home?" Xiao Hao's eyes lit up again.

Song Xianzhi's heart softened, and he said: "That's right, the meal is already ready, you can eat it when you go back."

Xiao Hao nodded vigorously, turned back to his seat to pack his things, and a series of movements became brisk.

Song Xianzhi looked thoughtfully at Yan Shu who was silent with his head down beside him.

Still a child after all.

There were not many small good things, and the speed was very fast. They quickly packed up and stood beside Song Xianzhi, looking up at him like a puppy.

Song Xianzhi laughed out loud: "Let's go..."

"And you, Yan Shu, do you want to go together?"

Yan Shu who was suddenly called by his name was stunned, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Me? Me?"

"Of course it's you, is there anyone else here?" Xiaohao replied with a smile.

"But……"

"Oh, let's go, if the rain doesn't stop tonight, you will stay here forever."

Children's feelings are simple, and now they start to hook their shoulders.

"Let's go, there is still chicken soup stewed at home, and it will be dry if we go back later." Song Xianzhi patted the heads of the two boys.

Yan Shu pursed his lips before whispering, "Thank you..."

"Let's go, I'm starving to death."

Song Xianzhi took out an umbrella from the storage ring, and handed it to Yan Shu who was still a little cautious: "Just an umbrella, you can hold it, I will go back with Xiaohao on my back."

Yan Shu took the umbrella and nodded.