Little White House Collector [Quick Transmigration]

This tenderness was mixed with blood, which made Qi Yao feel that Xing Ming in front of him might really kill him the next moment, and then imprison his soul.

Qi Yao knew why the man was so angry, because he tried to get close to Kong Luan on purpose, and he succeeded. From the way the other party looked at him when he was holding him, he knew that Kong Luan was tempted, and he walked through it. In such worlds, it is already possible to easily distinguish the mood of the other person from the expression of the person.

The body he possesses is a human being, with little combat power, but even so, he still wants to do something within his capacity, to do something for Xing Ming and his future.

Doing nothing, just staying quietly by Xing Ming's side, for him, such a day makes it difficult for him to calm down.

His plan, approaching Kong Luan is only the most superficial layer, the deeper level is that he wants to lure Kong Luan to like him, and then use Kong Luan to deal with Xing Ming's other enemies.

He knew that it would be very difficult to implement this idea, but it seemed that this was the only thing he could think of and what he could do.

It only started at the beginning, and it made Xing Ming so angry. In the past, when he cried and begged, Xing Ming would slow down a little bit. Now no matter how he begged Xing Ming, the man didn't seem to hear him at all.

After passing out, he woke up quickly again. One night, he passed out several times back and forth, until the water in the bathtub was completely cold, Xing Ming hugged his wet and limp body, rolled him onto the bed, Qi Yao thought he could fall asleep, but in the end he was forced to moan intermittently.

By the next day, he had no memory of when he left the inn and when he left the county town.

Opening his eyes, he saw the ghost king's dark clothes on his chest, and he was the same as before, sitting in the arms of the ghost king with a strong arm clasped around his waist. Qi Yao turned his eyes to look outside the car curtain. Raise the curtain a little, the sun is shining brightly outside.

The carriage came to the foot of a mountain in a blink of an eye. The mountain road was winding and rugged. If the carriage continued to go, it would definitely be bumpy. After getting out of the carriage, when the carriage was far away, Xing Ming held Qi Yao's thin body horizontally and flew straight into the air. , Flew towards a mountain hut that the ghost soldiers sorted out yesterday.

The hut is located on the mountainside, surrounded by green bamboos on three sides, the house is clean and tidy, even the floor is covered with thick and soft blankets.

The door was wide open, and the two of them fell obliquely from mid-air, and landed in front of the door. Walking into the room, Xing Ming's deep eyes quickly scanned the furnishings in the room, and then quickly walked to the side of the bed, Put Qi Yao in his arms up.

A ghost soldier hurried to the outside of the hut, and learned from the other ghost soldiers that the ghost king and princess were in the house at this time, he walked outside the door, bowed down, and said: "Your Majesty, I have something to report in my humble position."

Xing Ming didn't let the ghost soldiers enter the house, he walked out of the house, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

"... Two Yin soldiers sent from the underworld sent invitations, and invited the king and the princess to go over and have a talk." Guizu Biyu held a black gold-plated invitation in both hands, and handed it to the ghost king.

Frowning slightly, Xing Ming stared at the invitation for a moment before receiving it in his hand, and opened the invitation to have a quick look.

It was exactly three days later, and last night Xing Ming went to the dike to check the situation. If there is no accident, the flood will be three days later. It is obvious that King Yama does not want to watch Xing Ming's mobile phone ghosts strengthen his ghost soldiers.

Xing Ming waved back the ghost pawns, and the ghost pawns' souls disappeared in the mountains, and returned to the ghost palace.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and Xing Ming tightened his fingers. The invitation from the underworld in his palm was burned to ashes by a bright will-o'-the-wisp, and the ashes were blown away by the cold wind, disappearing without a trace.

Three days passed in a flash. In these three days, Qi Yao basically didn't go out much, and spent most of the time in the house. Only when Xing Ming was there, did he leave the hut with the other party's tacit consent. The sky is red with blood, and the blood like splashed ink has dyed the whole earth red.

There was a strange smell in the air, the bamboo forest was shaking, the leaves were whirling, and many birds and beasts started to jump. Qi Yao looked at the strange sight in front of him and guessed that a flood was about to happen.

Xing Ming looked in the direction of the embankment at the foot of the mountain not far away. His hearing power was extraordinary, and he had already heard the rushing waves. He summoned all the ghost soldiers around him, stayed behind to protect Qi Yao, and led the other half to drive away. Go in the direction of the county seat located downstream.

Before leaving, he hid the entire hut and bamboo forest.

After Xing Ming left, the birds and beasts in the mountains were still flying, and Qi Yao suddenly felt extremely uneasy. He paced anxiously back and forth in the room, and after a while, he spread his left palm and asked a question that came to his mind.

"What's going on with Kong Luan?" According to the prompt of the original plot, only Kong Luan will come out to stop him at this time, and Qi Yao's pupils are narrowed and stared at the card in his palm.

"Kong Luan opened an altar to lecture on Buddhism, and more than half of the people in the county went to listen to the lecture."

In other words, Kong Luan used the teaching of Buddhism to lure the people away, making them face the flood.

Qi Yao ran out of the hut with a flustered look on his face. The nobles guarding the door saw him rushing out suddenly, and just said to the princess, wanting to ask him what happened, when suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, the thunder roared, deafening, ghost soldiers are Yin Qi The body is naturally afraid of the thunder and lightning of the extreme sun. The ghost soldiers outside the house were shaken by the thunder, and their souls and bodies fluctuated. Huge thunder followed one after another. After a while, heavy rain poured from the nine heavens. It fell straight, and the raindrops hit the ground, making a crackling sound.

The actions of the ghost soldiers were restricted in an instant, Qi Yao's uneasiness was magnified to the extreme, he stabilized his body in front of the strong wind, struggled for a while, then rushed out of the hut, ran several meters away, and suddenly bumped into Xing Ming's set His body was violently rebounded, he fell to the ground, ran up quickly, and ran back to the front of the barrier again. His palm was against the barrier, and the skin on the back of his hand was washed by the rain, turning pale and translucent. He took his hand back, and Qi Yao bowed his head. Biting his fingertips, blood gushed out. As soon as the blood touched the enchantment, the enchantment fluctuated for a while, and then disappeared directly.

The embankment was hit by a huge flood, and suddenly one of the corners could not withstand it, and cracks began to appear. The cracks became huge in an instant, the water rushed, and the waves collapsed suddenly. The county town was rushing away crazily, with the sound of wind, rain, and thunder, these sounds covered up the sound of the flood, and the flood was surging, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the foot of the mountain where Qi Yao and the ghost soldiers were. It was the first time for the flood floods to face such a ferocious natural disaster, and they were stunned for a long time in shock.

The thunder gradually became quieter, and the ghost soldiers stumbled and came behind Qi Yao. No one dared to touch Qi Yao. This is the ghost king's concubine, and they could only keep a proper distance.

"Princess, the mountain is dangerous, please go back to the hut." A ghost kept urging.

Qi Yao's forward pace stopped suddenly. With Xing Ming's speed, he must have already reached the edge of the county town. Even if he really let the ghost soldiers lead the way, it would be too late, and the barrier disappeared. The bamboo forest and the hut were exposed, and a ghost pawn found an umbrella from the house and covered Qi Yao's body, but the rain was blown to the side by the wind, and Qi Yao's clothes and hair had already become wet, and the transparent rain ran along his face It slid down the thin mandible and fell into the collar of the clothes below. The body was too cold to worry about Xing Ming, and a heavy sense of powerlessness gripped his heart. He was even thinking about Kong Luan's unexpected start. Is it because of him that the altar leads people away.

If it was really because of him, then what he did earlier had the opposite effect.

Qi Yao opened his mouth, smiling sadly and bitterly.

The monstrous huge waves rolled into the tall city gate, and instantly smashed the city gate. People walking on the road only had time to see the huge waves rushing towards their faces, and then their bodies were swept in by the water waves.

Huge waves rushed into the county town, and the water waves washed away houses and buildings. The thunder stopped, and the wind stopped, and there was only the sound of rain, which was followed by people's wailing.

In an instant, countless bright red lives were buried in the torrential waves.

As for Xing Ming, who originally planned to collect human souls, he unexpectedly did not move at this time. His tall body was suspended above the city gate, and his dark eyes were looking straight ahead at a figure who was also in the void.

All the way down the mountain, he faintly felt that the previous calm might only be superficial. When he saw the Lord of the Underworld who was also looking at him not far away, he could almost conclude that the attack on the village destroyed the souls of the villagers. It is King Yama.

Speaking of their grievances, they are not actually grievances, but Xing Ming happened to know something about Yan Luowang. The other party wanted to get rid of him time and time again. Wang didn't believe him at all, which is understandable, only those who can never speak can keep secrets.

Yan Wang came alone, without even a Yin soldier. He waved his hand and tore a crack in the void, which turned into a huge gap. Hades walked into the gap. Xing Ming glanced at the hillside behind him, and decided to hurry up. Quick decision.

Kong Luan and the people who were listening to the lecture moved to a high hillside when the heavy rain poured down. When the flood came, because they were located at a high place, they discovered the situation at the first time, and everyone ran for their lives.

Floods submerged the entire county, mourners were everywhere, the sky was covered with lead clouds, and the clouds were pressed down, as if you could touch them with your hands.

After a long time, the heavy rain stopped.

The flood ebbed slowly, and the surviving people rushed down the mountain, either looking for their homes or their families.

Kong Luan walked forward along the flow of people, walking in the middle of the dilapidated street, with a solemn face, looking at the dead bodies around him with compassion, listening to the people's screams, his lips squirmed slightly, and chanted the secret treasure Dharma.