[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

Qin Xingshan seemed to be one with the night.

He was walking alone on the trail, and the familiar face slowly appeared in front of his eyes, overlapping with the appearance of that person many years ago.

When he woke up at the post station, that person was no longer around him.

There is no longer a trace left to prove that it really happened.

Everything seems to be his spring-dream, but the reality is completely revealed.

But no matter what, his intuition told him that everything that night was not his hallucination.

But after that night, Pianxue Jinghong also completely disappeared in this world, no one knew his whereabouts, and no one saw him again.

It was as if he was seeing him for the last time in this world.

Together with the white-clothed young man passing by the willow with his horse, and the man wearing a blood-stained robe dyed scarlet in the moonlit night, swinging a sword like moonlight, suddenly looking back at him.

Qin Xingshan looked at the eaves in the dark night from a distance. There was a bright moon hanging on the eaves, and everything around was silent, not even the sound of insects.

He suddenly noticed a strange smell in the air... like something was burnt.

Qin Xingshan saw the flames gradually becoming more apparent from there, his expression changed, and he used his lightness kung fu to rush over there.

——The place with the fire is the man's small courtyard!

The smell became more pronounced the closer it got, the hay was piled up in front of the inner door, and the flame seemed to have received some help, and it had spread out in an unstoppable manner.

When he rushed to the gate of the courtyard, he happened to see a black figure jumping towards the eaves. Qin Xingshan glanced at the man in black who had disappeared in the darkness, and turned his head without hesitation and jumped into the raging fire.

The blazing flame seemed to dry up every drop of blood in the human body.

The fire was like a branding iron, imprinted on every part of the body, and what was even more frightening was that the continuous thick smoke was entwined around the left and right sides like a gangrene, making it extremely difficult to breathe gradually.

Qin Xingshan dodged the falling burning thing, and there was only one thought in his mind - where is he?

His eyes searched bit by bit, and finally saw a figure not far away.

The man was only wearing single clothes, the light of the flames reflected on his pale face, his thin figure seemed to be completely engulfed by the flames in the next moment, what was worse, he seemed to have fallen into a coma, or...

Qin Xingshan stepped on light work, cut off the beams that fell from above with his sword, leaned in front of the man, put his hand under his nose, and felt a slight to terrible breathing.

He picked up the man by the waist, wanting to go back the same way, and reached the exit in the sea of ​​flames, but unexpectedly, the board that had been burned by the flames for a long time suddenly fell down, Qin Xingshan was unable to cut it with his sword while holding the man in his arms In a blink of an eye, he turned around, and the extremely hot wooden board fell on his back with a bang, and the sizzling sound of roasted flesh seemed to be heard in his ears.

He frowned, and kicked the wooden plank to the side, and looked at the man in his arms. Although his face was still pale, with sweat dripping from his brows, he was otherwise safe and sound.

He rushed out the door.

Qin Xingshan looked at the man lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, unconscious.

His brows were slightly frowned, as if he was in pain for something.

Qin Xingshan couldn't help but reach out to help him smooth out the wrinkles, but in the end he touched the wet sweat on his hand. He wrung out a hot towel and gently applied it to the man's forehead to wipe away the sweat.

There was no one here, and the dark fragrance like necrosis appeared again. He looked out the window at the white plum forest. At this moment, a breeze passed by, and the plum blossoms fluttered down one after another, like a fairyland.

Qin Xingshan turned his head, and his eyes fell on Ye Yunqing's face again.

Although the face was too pale, it still couldn't hide the beauty that was different from others, the eyebrows were neither thick nor light, the bridge of the nose was straight, the long eyelashes covered the eyes gently, and there was that slightly pursed face. lips.

Slightly whitish, very much like the thousands of falling plum blossom petals I saw just now.

The faint fragrance touched his instinct like a soft hand.

It's him, it's him, it's him... Instinct cheered in his thoughts.

He is yours, he is yours, he is yours...no one can take it away!Instinct said so.

Qin Xingshan's face darkened, he stared at the man's lips, and concentrated on tracing amidst the extremely loud noise, he narrowed his slightly red eyes and licked his upper jaw, then slowly bent down.

At this moment, as if touching the most precious rain, Qin Xingshan put one hand on the man's shoulder, and brushed the other hand from the bottom to the top of the man's loose long hair, reaching the back of Ye Yunqing's head, and then Pressed towards himself.

Until every bit of it has been visited by him, he even forced the person to tangle with his tongue.

The unconscious man groaned softly when he was harassed, and unconsciously wanted to escape from this disturbance, but was forced into the whirlpool.

The unstoppable transparent saliva overflowed from the intersecting lips of the two and dripped down.

Ye Yunqing opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a fluffy cat face.

All of a sudden, the confusion of just waking up was gone.

The white cat has a serious cat face, and it looks a bit serious. Of course, it is more cute. It makes people want to reach out and rub it, and rub its serious furry face away.

It's a pity that before he could make a move, the white cat seemed to have sensed some threat in advance, and jumped from one side of him to the other.

Ye Yunqing: "..." In this scene, there is always a feeling that the system in cat skin is performing acrobatics.

Applause.

The white cat squatted, and it didn't look like it was going to blow its hair when it was teased. It even shook its tail in a good mood.

Ye Yunqing was really surprised this time.

Looking at the hero's progress again, um, it's still a little bit, 40.00% five... huh? 40.00% five?

Ten percent higher than before?

He looked at the system's cat face with the words "beautiful" written on it, and he seemed to understand it completely.

Just as Ye Yunqing was about to speak, he suddenly felt that his mouth was weird, as if it was not his own at all. His tongue was numb, and there were countless small cracks in his mouth. He opened his mouth, and touched it with his hand in doubt. Touched and hissed in pain.

In addition, Ye Yunqing also found that his whole body was refreshing like never before. It was an indescribable feeling, like being wrapped in a quilt in an air-conditioned room, or eating iced watermelon under a cool and breezy tree in summer...

When he thinks of the iced watermelon in the real world, he feels nostalgic, and his saliva almost drools... This is not his illusion!It really sheds!Ye Yunqing didn't know what expression to use to face this fact.

It must be because the mouth suddenly became inexplicably disobedient.

In the cat eyes of the white cat, Ye Yunqing's face can be said to be very radiant, in short, his face looks moisturized.

Unable to bear to look directly, unable to bear to look directly, the white cat turned away from the serious cat face.

Because this flood occurred in a relatively remote courtyard, and because of the special climate in the villa, it did not spread very widely. It is also strange that two entire courtyards were completely burned to ashes here. Among them, Ye Yunqing was rescued in time, and fell into a coma because of inhaling too much white smoke and the initial drug.

In another yard that suffered from disasters, a charred corpse was found. When it was found, the corpse was beyond recognition, but during the period, someone judged from the unburned things he was wearing that it was the corpse that had been burned before. A guard disciple who disappeared before they came.

Not only that, although it is already in a state of charred corpse, everyone can still see many things from his body, among which there are two strangest points: one is that this person's corpse presents a strange shriveled appearance, just like his body It seemed that the blood in the inside had been evacuated by some unknown method; the second was that the top of his head was sunken, the inside was empty, and all the brains were gone.

The scorched corpse of this tragic death was lying in the hall, which was really creepy.

Everyone fell into a strange silence, and suddenly someone said softly: "It's an evil spirit."

It was a young man in a sky blue shirt. Seeing everyone looking at him, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes rolled uncomfortably, and his face was extremely pale: "To tell you the truth, I was staying at a villager's house at the foot of the mountain. , I accidentally heard from them outside the door that there is a terrible evil spirit on this mountain. It is said that a woodcutter who went hunting on the mountain saw it with his own eyes decades ago. The evil spirit has a green face and fangs. , it will suck up its brains, blood, etc..."

"Afterwards, no one came to visit the mountains here, only dared to move around at the foot of the mountain..."

"What nonsense!"

"All of us who are full of vigor and proficient in martial arts, are we still afraid that he will fail as a little evil ghost?"

……

The young man stopped talking, but his face became even paler, almost turning into a blank sheet of paper.

"People will die..." He murmured very softly amidst the noise, and tightly held the triangular peace talisman in his hand.

The White Cat System told him the general situation.

Ye Yunqing frowned. To be honest, he has experienced so many worlds, and he has seen things scarier than evil spirits, so he is not surprised by this kind of supernatural existence. To be honest, no matter what appears in these worlds, he does not feel it. strangeness.

However, is this scorched corpse really the work of an evil spirit?Will the devil still set fire?Or someone helped the evil spirit set the fire... Then why did this person burn himself to death?

Ye Yunqing thought for a while.

Things haven't been figured out yet, so I first thought about the things I had to ask the system before.

Ye Yunqing glanced at the white cat that was licking its paws, stretched out his hand to grab it, and trapped the cat in his arms.

The white cat, which was just about to struggle, froze into a cat fossil after hearing his next words.

"System, I have always had a question before. The male protagonists Wen Yuanshan, Yan Yunshan, and Yan Jueshan in the previous worlds... Honestly, have they always been alone?"

The author has something to say:

Teacher Wen: (with a blank expression on his swollen mouth) ... What about the hero's humanity?ah?

In fact, it is not as exaggerated as the sausage that the small theater said, clam_(:з」∠)_

Tomorrow is Saturday off, I just finished my homework, see you the day after tomorrow~