Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

The wind and snow outside the window are getting stronger, bringing with it the cold air of winter, soaking through the papers on the table.

Xie Xingchen closed the open window, replaced the paper with new paper, and began to grind the ink.Halfway through grinding the ink, he couldn't grind it any further.

Qi Hanzhi slipped into his sleeve and wrapped it around his thin wrist, the cold scales clinging to the texture, and the tail was still hooked on his little finger.

Xie Xingchen sighed, "Ancestor, you are pestering me, how can I teach you?"

"Just teach me this way." Qi Hanzhi followed his little finger upwards, hooked the ink stick, and began to polish the ink.

Xie Xingchen let go and let Qi Han's tail rub the ink. He felt a little strange and said with a smile: "It's amazing that your tail can be used like this."

After he said with a smile, he laid the paper on the table, then went to get Lang Hao and dipped it in the ink of Qi Hanzhi.

He asked Qi Hanzhi: "What words do you want to learn?"

"Kill someone." Qi Hanzhi took out his sleeves, stared at the blank rice paper, and said calmly.

Xie Xingchen: "..."

Xie Xingchen sneered and said, "It's really a good ambition, but it can be punished."

He dipped his pen in ink, and when the tip of the pen landed on the rice paper, the two characters "idiot" were formed.

Xie Xingchen relied on his education and said seriously: "Here, this is the order of strokes for murder. Do you know how to write it?"

Qi Hanzhi nodded.

He has a strong learning ability. Although the strokes of these two characters are complicated, they are deeply imprinted in his mind.

He picked up the brush in Xie Xingchen's hand and wrote the word "idiot" one stroke at a time. The strokes were accurate, but the writing was a bit ugly.

Xie Xingchen decided to become a good teacher. He praised: "He has a strong learning ability, not bad."

Qi Hanzhi narrowed his eyes happily.

When Xie Xingchen saw this, he finally couldn't hold it any longer and laughed, with a few tears of laughter at the end of his eyes.

Qi Hanzhi didn't understand why, he raised his head and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Xie Xingchen waved his hand, "No, it's nothing. I'm just so happy. It's my first time teaching such a smart student and I couldn't hold it back."

In order to cover up his inner guilt, Xie Xingchen taught him a few more words to divert his attention.

He pointed to the four big characters "I am a fool" written on the rice paper and asked the studious Qi Hanzhi: "Do you know what it means?"

Qi Hanzhi: "Am I a murderer?"

It was obviously not fluent and felt strange, but Xie Xingchen nodded and praised him for getting the answer right.

This time, Xie Xingchen smiled even more happily, "Then make up a sentence."

Qi Hanzhi transformed into a human form, stood behind Xie Xingchen, took the Lang Hao from his hand from behind, and wrote on the rice paper with a pen.

The font is elegant and graceful, with hidden sharpness, like a sharp blade unsheathed.

It is completely different from the ugly character he wrote in the shape of a dragon. It can be said to be a world of difference.

Xie Xingchen was about to praise Qi Hanzhi's words when his eyes narrowed and he said, "..."

【I'm stupid, you're stupid】

Good, he regretted it.

He shouldn't have lied to Qi Hanzhi.

Can this damn thing pass the trial?

Qi Hanzhi saw that his brows were serious and his smile had disappeared, and he said, "Isn't that right?"

He pressed against Xie Xingchen's ear, and when he spoke, his breath sprayed into his ear.His ears were itching, and Xie Xingchen felt a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and said, "Don't talk so close."

Qi Han's bad mentality caused trouble, and he leaned closer to Xie Xingchen, "I don't."

The young man's breath was cold, and his body was dyed with the fragrance of plum blossoms in the cold winter.Xie Xingchen couldn't hold himself any longer, so he jumped down from the chair and ran out of the room, "I'll learn here today and teach you later."

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After that day, Xie Xingchen didn't come to Qi Hanzhi for several days.

If he doesn't come looking for Qi Hanzhi, Qi Hanzhi won't be able to find him at all.Xie Xingchen's traces are uncertain, and he seems to be able to come and leave whenever he wants.

Qi Hanzhi sat in front of the open window, letting the wind and snow blow in, and the chill soaked into his bones.He held the blade with a broken handle in his hand and pressed his fingers along the broken area, cutting the flesh and blood.

It seems that only pain can suppress the anger in my heart.

He repeated this over and over again. Eventually, his fingers were cut to the point where the bones were visible, and he continued to repeat this self-mutilation action.

Blood dripped down the fingers, "pat", "pat"——

At the same time, there was a sudden noise outside the door.Xie Xingchen came back and brought someone with him.

"came back?"

Qi Hanzhi put his injured hand behind his back and immediately put on a smile.

But for Xie Xingchen, that smile was a bit eye-catching, "What, are your eyes okay? I invited a medical doctor."

Qi Hanzhi turned his eyes and saw the man behind him.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a loose and simple long coat. He was carrying a medicine box in his hand. He had a gentle and elegant smile, but he didn't look like a small medicine doctor.

When he saw Qi Hanzhi, his smile did not diminish and he said, "I'm so warm."

Qi Hanzhi was too lazy to pretend, glanced at him, then walked past him towards Xie Xingchen, pulled Xie Xingchen over and said, "Teach me how to practice calligraphy."

Xie Xingchen noticed that he was not in a good mood, "Don't worry about this now, your eyes are the top priority."

Wen Liansheng stared at the two people's intimate movements, his eyes darkened, and then his smile returned, "Fellow Daoist Xie is right, doctors and patients should treat them in time."

Qi Hanzhi frowned and said coldly: "I don't need treatment. If I'm blind, I'm blind."

Although Qi Hanzhi could see with the help of ice silk, his eyes would not recover without treatment, and Xie Xingchen could not complete his mission, so he could not go back.

"Do you want to become Xiao Long Xi?" Xie Xingchen said, "That's okay. Xiao Long Xi is quite delicious, preferably spicy."

Qi Hanzhi: "..."

In desperation, Qi Hanzhi was reluctantly forced to receive treatment.

Before Wen Liansheng left, he prescribed some medicine for him and told him to take it regularly.

"He's gone, and you're still watching? Are you reluctant to let him go?"

Qi Hanzhi suddenly appeared next to Xie Xingchen, catching him off guard. Xie Xingchen was startled and turned to look at him.

The young man's emotions were not disguised in any way, and the disgust and taste revealed in his words were so real.

"No." Xie Xingchen felt funny.

"You lied," Qi Hanzhi said stubbornly: "Did you stay with him these days when you disappeared?"

Xie Xingchen hummed, "Yes, I disappeared these days just to find a famous doctor for my ancestor. I finally found one who was so cheap and willing to travel a long distance."

Qi Han became anxious. He thought about Xie Xingchen's purpose, "Are you so anxious to find a medical doctor just to complete your mission?"

Xie Xingchen snapped his fingers, "Yes, young man, you are right, but there is no reward."

Qi Hanzhi gritted his teeth and said, "After you complete the mission, you are leaving?"

"if not?"

Xie Xingchen patted Qi Hanzhi on the shoulder, and was surprised to find that Qi Hanzhi seemed to have grown a little taller these days.

"When the time comes, you follow your own path and work hard to become a real Long Aotian. As for me, I will go home and review hard, prepare for the final exam, and become a test god. We will meet at the top!"

Xie Xingchen led Qi Hanzhi to imagine the blueprint for the future, which was beautifully and vividly described. Unfortunately, Qi Hanzhi was not interested in becoming Long Aotian.

He raised his hand, slapped Xie Xingchen away hard, and strangled Xie Xingchen's neck with his backhand, anger escaping from his lips and teeth, "Since I wanted to leave, I shouldn't have stayed in the first place."

Why did he turn around and leave just after he felt reluctant?