[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

The temperature in the villa has dropped sharply in the past few days, and the sky has been gloomy and gloomy all day, without seeing the sun.

It seems to fit the mood of the people living in this villa.

There is still no clue about the case of the charred corpse, nor who set the fire that day. This makes this group of young heroes who claim to be the pride of heaven slightly frustrated.

To make matters worse, there was bad news. The servant in the villa went down to buy goods and found that the only suspension bridge connecting the villa with the outside world was broken. According to the servant, it was broken by the snow.And this suspension bridge is the only way to go down the mountain, there is no other way, they are all cliffs, the steepness is so steep that no matter how good the light kung fu is, there is no way to get over it.

The only good thing is that the food stored in the villa is still enough to support a large group of them for a period of time.

Under the cover of ice and snow, the entire villa was lifeless, even more silent than the desolate cemetery.

The flame in the dark is burning quietly in such ice and snow.

There were footsteps chirping in the snow, and two people talking.

"The lady that Master Bai continued to marry is a bit out of tune with their family. It seems..."

"I heard that this lady was originally a grooming maid next to the lady who died of illness, and she was restored after the lady died. I once heard a few words from the uncles and uncles in the sect that Bai Zhuang The Lord's first wife is extremely beautiful, she doesn't look like a real person, but is made of jade, and her whole body is not stained with mortal dust... In short, it is absolutely incomparable to the current wife of the owner of the villa."

"When you talk about this, I think of the diner who was raised by the owner. He also said that he looks like the Jinghong Sword that has been missing for many years. That is really not like a real person..."

"That's not the man who became Master Bai's prostitute..."

"But this villa is really weird, and most of the servants inside are lifeless, like dummies made of puppets!"

"Not only the people inside, but there are many strange places in this villa that has been isolated from the world for many years. For example, the water running in the past two days was obviously in a world of ice and snow. Why did the two houses burn down so easily? So... and the scorched corpse that died tragically... Tell me, could it really be that so-called mandrill with the blue face and fangs?"

"We, a group of high-spirited bulges, are afraid that he will not be a mere evil spirit. Everyone can chop it into pieces with a single swing of a sword." After speaking, he used a branch he picked up anywhere as a sword, and gestured in the air After looking twice, when he suddenly turned his head, he saw two figures not far away, and his face became a little embarrassed.

He patted the person next to him, and that person also saw the pair of mother and daughter. They tuned in, just nodded their heads in greeting, and walked away quickly.

Lu Yue's dark face was expressionless, as if she didn't listen to those words at all.

There was still a slender girl standing beside her. That girl was fair-skinned and beautiful, which made Mrs. Lu even more ugly.

Bai Zhen'er lowered her eyes, and her thin bangs partially covered her, so she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and only the sound of stepping on the snow was left in the snow.

There was also the sound of Mrs. Lu's breathing getting heavier and heavier.

She suddenly stopped her pace, and the girl beside her could only stop too. Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes and shouted: "Zhen'er..."

Bai Zhen'er closed her eyes, then opened them again, she responded softly.

Madam Lu pinched harder this time, her slightly long nails that were stained with cardamom sank into the girl's flesh, Bai Zhen'er's arm trembled uncontrollably, she didn't retract, but she still caught her As a handle, Mrs. Lu grabbed her wrist, and said in a low voice: "Are you looking at me like those people?" She glanced sharply at the cowering young girl in front of her, and she snorted, her expression turned from ferocious Slowly slowing down, "Zhen'er, you have to remember that no one in this world is nice to you except your mother, you know?"

"You must give everything to your mother without reservation! Zhen'er, you will never know how much your mother has paid for you."

……

Bai Zhen'er returned to her boudoir in silence.

She was sitting on the dressing table, staring blankly at herself in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but look away before taking a breath.

She took out a box as big as two palms from under the dressing table, took out a bottle of red bottle from the bottles and cans inside, and then opened her sleeves. There was a large area covered with bruises, bloodstains, almost No one is intact, old and new scars are endlessly superimposed together.

Bai Zhen'er poured some brown powder from the red bottle, gently spread it on the wound skillfully, her arm trembled unconsciously because of the pain, and when the pain was really severe, she glanced at those bottles and jars. An old small gray bottle with some cracks, she stared blankly for a moment, stretched out her hand and held it in the palm of her hand, a cold touch spread from the palm of her hand to her heart, as if ten fingers connected to the heart, she held it slightly tighter.

She didn't know what to think of, and her frowning brows relaxed slightly.

The melancholy on his face seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Ye Yunqing was sweeping snow in the yard.

Sweeping and sweeping, my head became a little dizzy, and my eyes also turned black.

In the past few days, he has always been in pain from time to time. He always feels that he has become resistant to the medicine in the little black bottle. Not to mention taking more and more each time, the side effects seem to be getting worse.

Since that day, the system has been hiding from him until now.

And the white hair of the light white cat, wherever it hides in this Zhuangzi, as long as it doesn't turn itself into a rabbit, it can perfectly hide the cat's body all the time.

Ye Yunqing calmed down, the headache was not too severe, and while sweeping the snow, he slandered the system, and suddenly saw a pair of black boots appearing next to his broom, he confiscated them and just swept the snow over, this time the white snow mixed As soon as the petals fell, most of them fell on the uppers of the black boots, staining a layer of white.

He looked up from the bottom up, following the stunning figure of this man, and met a familiar face.

It is the male protagonist who is surrounded by the aura of this world.

The male protagonist Qin Xingshan has straight eyebrows and a loose green shirt. He is a young knight like a green mountain. The sword hanging on his waist is dark green, which is his saber Qinghong Sword.

Thinking of this, Ye Yunqing felt that the name of the hero's sword was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it, the sword that became famous in his vest seemed to be called the Jinghong Sword.

...coincidence?

Although he was puzzled, Ye Yunqing didn't show his face, so he couldn't directly ask the male lead about the relationship between his sword and the No. sit inside...

When he saw Qin Xingshan's gaze fell on the broom in his hand, it seemed strangely deep.In fact, Ye Yunqing felt that he was not so miserable in the villa, but after the fire in the original place that day, Xiaoye, the only one who could do something in his house, disappeared, and the two white plum trees in the new yard were growing very well. , If you don't sweep it for a day, you will accumulate a lot of petals, mixed with the snow, and your feet will be covered in a few days.

As for Ye Yunqing himself, he lived a life as if he was retiring. He used to drink hot tea and pet the cat on weekdays. Now that the white cat is gone, he couldn't get warm for a while even with a hand warmer, so he got up and cleaned the house. Sweeping snow, sweeping petals, and moving around, but before my body warmed up, my head hurt first.

Ye Yunqing didn't wait for the hero to open his mouth, first put away the broom, and then stared at the hero's boots, because the snow on the broom just now had melted, and there were two or three plum petals on it, which looked a little nice , he couldn't help but take a second look.

White air curled up when he spoke, "Go into the house, it's cold outside."

He turned his head and wanted to leave, but felt that it was dark again in front of his eyes. Just as he swayed to the side, someone supported him from behind. At that moment, the heat enveloped the body of the person who was half a head taller than him. Coming over, Ye Yunqing's whole body felt warm, and there was another person next to the white air in his breath, and somehow he felt something was wrong in such a scene.

At this moment, Ye Yunqing seemed to be able to smell a strange smell from the biting cold wind, like the warm sea breeze by the beach, or like the smell of wine wafting from the gravel from a wine village in the sandstorm of the desert.

Ye Yunqing subconsciously held his breath.

However, it didn't work, the smell didn't seem to pass through his sense of smell at all, but directly acted on his brain.

In a short period of time, he engulfed him greedily and overbearingly, and then turned into gentle water waves at the moment after it was completely enveloped, trying to shake all his emotions with the illusion of gentleness. will.

Ye Yunqing didn't know how he pulled himself out of this terrifying feeling.

"Sorry, Brother Ye," Qin Xingshan took a step back, still maintaining the movement of supporting him again at any time, "Are you all right?"

Ye Yunqing really wanted to say something.

He welcomed the man into the room, the inside of the room was much warmer than the outside, Ye Yunqing watched Qin Xingshan turn around and close the door consciously, his back in green shirt was tall and tall, tall and straight like a green bamboo cedar.

He really wanted to escape, and it was better to avoid this person from a distance, not only because of the strange combination effect of this world, but also because when he recovered the memories of these worlds, he was already more than half sure. The male lead is the same thing.

Seeing the face of the male lead in this world, Ye Yunqing couldn't help recalling the absurd things in the previous worlds.

Including this World Vest No. [-].

However, the male lead is not someone who can escape if he wants to.

Not to mention that this world still owes him a life by accident... Ye Yunqing's eyes fell on Qin Xingshan's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally. If his memory is correct, there should be a large scar that was burned by fire. right.

Rao is the hero's halo, such severe burns also cost him half his life...

From an outsider's point of view, Ye Yunqing felt that the male protagonist's injury was really worthless. After all, he could not die after he worked so hard. What about suffering?

……

The male protagonist has been running around here very frequently these few days.

Most of the time, I just borrow his books to read, exchange thoughts, or sit together and talk about life philosophy from poems and songs, and sometimes I just sit side by side and do nothing, drinking a full stomach of hot tea.

To be honest, although the male protagonist is not very old, he has profound experience and insights. Ye Yunqing thought that if they were not in these worlds but in reality, they should have a high chance of becoming excellent friends.

The strange thing is also here. Obviously, once I met the male lead in the past, I had to take a lot of suppressant drugs, but now the feeling of wanting to take medicine has faded away. On the contrary, I feel more and more comfortable getting along with the male lead. That smell has gradually become a habit from the defensiveness at the beginning.

Seeing this momentum, Ye Yunqing decided to quit the drug.

After all, the side effects of the little black bottle of medicine are getting worse and worse, as if realizing this, Bai Zhener no longer secretly brings him this kind of medicine.

The direct effect of quitting the drug is that his head is no longer painful, his body is stronger, although the side effects of taking the suppressive drug for many years cannot disappear all at once, and some permanent damage may even be left behind, but These days, Ye Yunqing felt much less cold in his limbs, and he was able to use a tiny bit of internal energy to drive himself away from the cold.

Ye Yunqing took a sip of plum blossom wine, and looked up to see the man in Tsing Yi dancing his sword under the white plum tree. The moonlight was cool, and the originally harsh sword light seemed to soften at this moment.

The plum blossom petals were fragrant and scattered on the stone table. He looked at them, feeling slightly drunk and sleepy. He could only vaguely see a blue shadow swaying in front of him, accompanied by bright and dark light and shadow.

Qin Xingshan put the Qinghong sword in his hand back into its sheath.

Walking to the side of the stone table, looking down at the white-clothed boy lying on the table with his head tilted, he stretched out a hand and picked up the petals that fell from the man's hair, put it in his palm, and then took a light sniff with his nose. I don't know if the light fragrance on it is the fragrance of flowers, or it's from the man's body.

Qin Xingshan raised his head and put the petal between his lips, picked up the plum blossom wine that the man had drunk, drank it down, and fell it into his throat.

Lips and teeth stay fragrant.

A breeze blew through the treetops, and the light and shadow of the moonlight brightened and faded.

The knight in green at the stone table under the tree stretched out his hand to tuck the man's sideburns that had been blown loose by the wind to the back of his ears, then gently hugged the young man in white, but he didn't leave for a while, but lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head , secretly put his lips on the lips of the person in his arms, and took a good taste of his saliva, which seemed to have the aroma of wine and a touch of plum.

The expression on his face was extremely natural, as if he had tasted the rare jade dew from Yaotai in a thousand years.

The chivalrous man in Tsing Yi carried him away, his clothes fluttering, only the bottle of plum blossom wine that the two of them drank was left on the stone table, and another gust of wind blew up the white plum petals around it, like unmelted snowflakes Generally one after another.

The author has something to say:

Male lead: So sweet (licking lips contentedly)

The next chapter will continue to let the cannon fodder receive the lunch box.

See you tomorrow~