The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

Ever since Cheng Ying was asked to take off the plaque of Ji Le Zhai that day, Xu Wangzhi has not ordered anyone to make a new plaque, but no one dared to remind him.

Xu Zhong, the only one who could remind him, hadn't been here since he woke up that day.

The days returned to calm.

It's just that the guards of the City Lord's Mansion have been strengthened several times where Xu Wangzhi can't see.

When he was almost recovered, Xu Wangzhi asked Xiang Shan to move the books in the mansion to his study.

If he wants to live here, he can't just rely on the plots he remembers in his mind. After all, he doesn't know if the plot will have a butterfly effect due to his change of attitude towards the protagonist.

If he waited for the plot to develop beyond what he could predict before making preparations, it would probably be too late.

Xu Wangzhi's hard work was noticed by the servants who served him, and his young master's restrained temperament even though it was still uncertain during this period of time, as well as Xiang Shan's hesitation to speak out once in a while, all of them I began to speculate that their young master——he has someone in his heart!

Some people from other courts listened to the gossip and asked who the object was, but they could only return one sentence, which was not important.

It doesn't matter who it is, it must be a Bodhisattva-like person who can make their young master change his nature and make progress.

One day, Xu Wangzhi was fascinated by a novel about Dongqi's strange tales, and it wasn't until Xiang Shan knocked on the door to remind him that he realized that he even forgot dinner.

Let the small kitchen re-make the meals and serve them up. When Xu Wangzhi had dinner, the moon had already been hanging in the sky for a long time.

Later, Qing Wan came, and after a salute, she persuaded: "Young master, reading too much hurts your eyes. You just haven't been healthy for a long time, so you should rest more."

Xu Wangzhi didn't lift his eyes: "Did the city lord ask you to come?"

Qing Wan lowered her head: "Yes."

"Understood." Xu Wangzhi perfunctory, the posture of lowering his head to read the book has not changed.

Qing Wan sighed: "The Lord City Master said that tomorrow he will send someone over to study for the Young City Master."

Xu Wangzhi didn't understand, put down the book in his hand, looked up at Qingwan: "Read for me?"

Qingwan: "I don't know if the young master likes male or female voices?"

Oh, it is to have someone come and read to him.Xu Wangzhi understood.

Thinking of the modern artificial intelligence voice, Xu Wangzhi felt that this didn't seem like a bad idea.

But there is no need to hire more people to read to him, because there are so many people in his yard.

"There's no need to find another person." Xu Wangzhi pointed to the wooden stake standing straight outside the door as always, "Cheng Ying is fine."

Cheng Ying: "..."

Qing Wan looked back at the people outside the room in surprise: "This..."

Xu Wangzhi: "Cheng Ying."

Cheng Ying sighed in disbelief before turning around and entering the room.

"Master."

Xu Wangzhi: "Do you know how to read?"

Cheng Ying: "...I admit it."

Xu Wangzhi nodded to Qingwan: "That's him."

Qingwan lowered her head: "The young master thinks it's okay, of course it's okay."

So, within a few words between the two, the guard Cheng Ying advanced to become the guard and reader Cheng Ying.

The next day, Xu Wangzhi took Cheng Ying to the study early in the morning.

As soon as he entered the room, he lay down on the couch and handed Dongqi Zhiguai to Cheng Ying.

"Read it to me." The tone is the eager anticipation that is hard to suppress but can still be heard.

Cheng Ying took it, opened the page that he had folded a corner, and read aloud: "...the saying is that Cao Bufan, the demon cultivator, refines Yin objects and drives ten thousand insects..."

A deep male voice with a moderate speed whispered in his ears, Xu Wangzhi listened, and his eyes couldn't help but want to look at him.

It happened that the other party had a pleasing appearance, which made Xu Huangzhi suddenly feel like returning to the present world to watch dramas.

He propped his chin with one hand, put the other on the table, and stared at Cheng Ying, but he hesitated at Cheng Ying.

"Where did you read it wrong?" Finally, Cheng Ying couldn't help but stop and asked.

Xu Wangzhi was stunned for a moment: "No."

Cheng Ying: "Then why do you keep staring at me?"

Xu Wangzhi said straightforwardly, "You look good."

Cheng Ying: "..."

Xiang Shan who happened to push the door and come in to deliver tea and snacks: "..."

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Seeing that the two people's reactions were not quite right, Xu Wang later realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and subconsciously made amends: "I see you are not happy? Others let me watch, I am not happy to watch."

Xiang Shan's hands shaking while serving the tea.

Cheng Ying raised the book in his hand, which happened to cover his face.

Xu Wangzhi blinked guiltily, huh?Isn't that right?

Qingwan came again in the afternoon, seeing that Cheng Ying was indeed studying for Xu Wangzhi, so she went back to ask Xu Wangzhi for orders with peace of mind.

Inside the room, Xu Wangzhi knocked his melon seeds out of boredom, and interrupted Cheng Ying: "Tell me, can I be a swordsman?"

Cheng Ying's eyes moved away from the book and fell on his face: "You don't have spiritual roots."

Without spiritual roots, it is impossible to even induce Qi into the body, let alone practice.

Xu Wangzhi: "Then is there any way to have spiritual roots?"

Cheng Ying bowed his head and pondered for a while: "It may be possible to wash the marrow."

"Washing the marrow..." It is similar to the information Xu Wangzhi got from the book during this period.

But Cheng Ying then denied this possibility: "Your body can't take it."

Cheng Ying was a little puzzled why Xu Huangzhi suddenly wanted to practice, and was he unhappy living under the protection of his relatives?

Xu Wangzhi said optimistically, "Then I'll be fine after I take care of my body."

"……Um."

After a short chat, the sound of reading was heard again, but the ghost novels that Xu Wangzhi thought were exceptionally wonderful before had lost all their appeal at this moment.

Xu Wangzhi looked at Cheng Ying's fingers flipping the book and lost his mind.

He remembered that it was written in the original book that at the bottom of Qingming Cliff, there is a secret realm of ancestors hidden.

There is a rare medicinal herb in the secret realm, which can revive the dead for mortals, but can only strengthen the body for monks.

In the book, the herb fell into the hands of the protagonist. Later, the protagonist used it to save the male partner who was in distress and was dying, and harvested a loyal younger brother.

The entrance to the secret realm is opened once a year, but because of its remote and hidden location, few people have discovered it so far.

And the reason why the protagonist has this opportunity is all because of the "fulfillment" of the original owner.

At that time Xu Zhong was dead, and Xu Huangzhi succeeded as city lord, Xu's family refused to accept it, the people in the city resented him, and he suffered from enemies.When he was assassinated on a trip, in order to protect himself, he left the seriously injured protagonist to deal with the dead man, and fled with other guards. In the end, the protagonist lost and was pushed off the cliff.

Coincidentally, the bottom of the cliff is the entrance to the secret realm.

The protagonist broke through the realm in the secret realm, and when he came out, he swiftly snatched away the original owner's position and imprisoned the original owner...

"Master?"

Cheng Ying closed the book in his hand, but seeing Xu Wangzhi's eyes drooping and distracted, he called him.

Xu Wangzhi came back to his senses: "Huh?"

"The book is finished." Cheng Ying handed him back the Dongqi Zhiguai novel in his hand, then got up and planned to return to his usual place outside the house.

Xu Wang took the book subconsciously, but what he was thinking about in his mind was the secret realm. If he remembered correctly, in a few days, the entrance to the secret realm would open.

It was a full year before the protagonist fell off the cliff.

"Wait a minute." Xu Wangzhi stopped Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying stopped and turned to look at him sideways.

"How much do you know about the secret realm?" Xu Wangzhi asked.

His heartbeat was much faster than usual, and this was the first time he felt so clearly that he would change the plot of the original book.