NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

In the western region, Chuan Ji's family was famous for being brutal and domineering. The current head of the family was even more ruthless and cruel. Because he was greedy for the Shenshui sword of the Yan family in Changhuan City, he led all his disciples to destroy the family and massacre the city.

Although everyone in the Western Territory hated the Ji family deeply, they dared not speak out, let alone send reinforcements to set themselves on fire.

It was deep winter, and the Yan family was completely annihilated in Yueliang Valley amidst the spectators and sighs of all the immortal families.

Although the Yan family is small in number, their combat power is not weak. They lasted ten days and ten nights with one enemy and one hundred. Unfortunately, the Ji family is not vegetarian. Everyone in Shichuan practiced, and even a six-year-old child could go to the battlefield. The family's last stand was unsuccessful. It is said that blood flowed into rivers and no one survived.

So the Second Young Master Ji was not surprised to find a boy wearing his family's pattern in the Yueliang Valley. They Shichuan had always had the custom of children and women going to the battlefield, but the underlying reason was not that simple.

Yan Liang's first life was the second son of Shi Chuan Ji's family, named Ke.

Ji Ke, Ji Ke, his fate with this name is really inexhaustible. Before he was burned in the fire, he also had this name. Because the fortune teller said that the word Ji Ke was unlucky, he couldn't help it, so he was in trouble since he was a child. Later, he changed it. His name is Yan Liang, and the character Ji Ke was given to the male protagonist in the book. Who knows how many lives ago, it was still the same name.

It's like an endless loop that can't be escaped or escaped.

But after thinking about it, it's just a name, the least important thing for a person to live is the name.

"Second Young Master, do you really intend to bring this child back to Sucheng?"

The second young master glanced at Ah Cheng lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "He was born clean and handsome, so go back and throw him into the spiritual kiln to refine his soul."

Hearing this, the child was suffocating, his face was horrified, and his purple lips were trembling uncontrollably.

"..." Ah Cheng was speechless, knowing that once the Second Young Master made a decision, no one would be able to make a move, but he still hesitated: "But... if he is from the Yan family, wouldn't it be a lure?"

Ah Cheng has been with the second son for so many years, so he naturally knows his master's temper. He has a flirtatious mouth, but his heart is softer than ordinary people. In addition, he is indifferent and doesn't like to win over others. A brother-in-law who made his smiling face and vicious methods accepted it.

The second son smiled and said: "Led the wolf into the house? You say this little lamb is a wolf?"

"..." Ah Cheng has long been used to this young master who likes to play sloppy eyes, so he didn't talk to him anymore, and conscientiously picked up the frozen child and carried it on his back, and the two returned to Sucheng stepping on the snow and guarding the sword.

Arriving at the Ji residence in Sucheng, the second son ordered someone to boil hot water. He said that he was going to wash the boy and throw him into the spirit kiln for refining. In fact, after washing it, he was rolled up in the bed and ordered the spirit slave to boil it. Snow ginseng herbal tea that dispels cold and warms.

Yan Liang is both an authority figure and a bystander, and his heart is clear and funny. The self in that life was similar but different from the present him. Maybe it was because he had never experienced a childhood full of illness and misfortune, and he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Be more cheerful and self-willed.

Today's Yan Liang will no longer be self-willed towards others, he has long since lost this ability to "act like a baby".

The boy was wrapped in a fox fur blanket and said nothing, the room was warm as spring but couldn't help shivering, a pair of dark eyes stared at the second young master in horror, like a frightened deer.

The second son thought it was interesting, scratched the other person's little head, and handed the warm herbal tea to the other party: "You drink it obediently, and I will let you live for a few more days, is it worth it?"

Hearing this, the child snatched the medicine bowl without hesitation, raised his head and gulped it down, and the medicine bowl was emptied in a moment, not a single drop left.

The Second Young Master's gaze stayed on his thin and pale wrist, and he frowned with a half-smile: "Very good, but I'm afraid of death."

The child nodded calmly.

The second son smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

The child looked at him quietly and didn't answer.

"Could it be from the Yan family?"

The child remained calm and continued without answering.

"Dumb?"

The child blinked, a pair of small hands hidden in the sleeves turned white, nodded, shook his head, every subtle movement and expression was perfectly in place, and it would never be suspicious.

The second son had a clear heart, and he only pretended to be regretful and clicked his tongue: "That's a pity, he looks so upright, but he can't speak."

From that day on, the second young master seemed to have found a new joy. He brought soup and medicine to the child in different ways every day. There were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, all of which were too bitter to swallow, and the child had no complaints. After drinking the bowl, I only frowned subconsciously every time.

"You have to drink these medicines until you can talk."

The child pursed his lips, with no surprise or fear on his face, showing a determination and maturity beyond his age, and nodded solemnly.

A few days later, the news that the Second Young Master picked up a wild child from outside became known to everyone. In order to prevent his brother-in-law from making trouble, the Second Young Master only said that he picked up a beggar on Sucheng Street. The child saw that he said so, There was a slightly surprised and moved look on his face.

Ah Cheng babbled in front of the child several times: "Fortunately for you, there are only my young master and the elders in the entire Ji residence."

Sister's heart is good, if you are picked up by others, no matter whether you are wearing clothes embroidered with family crests or not, you will be killed with a sword to cut off future troubles. "

The second young master calmed down and said leisurely: "I picked him up so that I can give birth to him, because I saw that his bones are excellent, so that I can refine his soul as medicine in the future."

The child was probably used to listening to his nonsense, and he no longer showed fear, but blinked and smiled patiently.

The second son laughed in his heart, so it turned out that this person who will dominate the wind and clouds in the future, who is not afraid of gods and ghosts, was so easy to coax when he was a child, it's really funny.

There was a child raised in the house, although his brother-in-law didn't come to see him in person, he ordered someone to bring him clothes and food, and told him, if the second son wants to keep this child, please do as you please, you are welcome.

Ah Cheng rolled his eyes to the sky: "It is obvious that the second son is the legitimate Ji family, whoever is polite to whom."

His second son was calm and calm, and told the child: "Don't touch the food brought by the head of the family."

After a pause, he said to himself: "Although no one in this world can take your life, you have to be careful and don't trust anyone."

The child listened carefully, showing a confused and sad expression.

Half a month later, Ji Tong, the eldest daughter of the Ji family, came back from hunting outside the soul, and the first thing he did was to go to his younger brother's courtyard to see the newly picked child: "Ke'er, what's the name of this little guy?"

The second young master's eyes were bent, and the sleeping phoenix looked at the child with a smile that was not a smile: "Cool."

Of course, this is what he is good at talking nonsense about. On the day he was picked up, it was snowing heavily, and it was so cold that people couldn't get out of his body. In addition, this child also has a cold and unpredictable temperament, so the cool word is perfect.

Knowing brother Mo Ruo, Ji Tong asked with a smile, "Do you know what your surname is?"

"Ji, follow my surname."

"..."

"Little guy, your name will be Ji Liang from now on."

Ji Liang, Ji Liang, the second young master became more and more happy when he read it, and others followed him by calling him. Gradually, this child was really called Ji Liang.

After raising him for a month, Ji Liang's body gradually grew flesh, and his sunken cheeks became fuller, making him look more lovely and tender. Everyone who has seen it can't help but sigh, except for the second son of Ji's family, no one has seen it. Such a beautiful child.

You know, the second son of the Ji family has the title of the most beautiful man in Sichuan. Girls who want to become Taoist couples with him can go around all the streets in Sucheng, even though he was only 16 years old at the time.

But the second son of Ji is used to being idle, traveling and practicing outside most of the year, only taking his attendant A Cheng with him, and only on festivals such as the Mid-Autumn Festival, he is willing to go back to Shichuan to spend the holidays with his sister.

There are rumors that the Second Young Master Ji was not born to be a vagabond, but if he stays in Shichuan for a long time, it will inevitably make the head of the family jealous, so he takes the initiative to disappear to avoid suspicion.

No one can tell whether these rumors are true or not, and the second young master himself is even more indifferent, saying that he is not stingy, but gentle and amiable, saying that he is reserved and calm, but from time to time he talks nonsense and pretends to be coquettish. Styles are affectionate and not indulgent, and can be easily withdrawn anytime and anywhere.

To put it lightly, it seems like someone who does not belong to this world.

But he didn't expect that one day he would be entangled by the little boy he picked up.

This Ji Liang seems to be born with a very keen judgment of good and evil. After eating and living with the Second Young Master for a period of time, he gradually let go of his guard and always followed the Second Young Master silently, still without saying a word.

The second son smiled helplessly: "You are neither a chick nor a hen, why do you always follow me?"

Ji Liang's eyes were extremely dark, and there was a certainty and unpredictability in his eyes that shouldn't be there at this age, looking quietly seemed to be able to suck people into the abyss.

"If you are willing to speak, I will allow you to live in my room." The second son teased, he naturally knew that this child would not really take off his disguise just because of this.

Ji Liang pursed his lips into a line, silently lowered his eyes.

On New Year's Eve of this year, Ji Tong officially adopted Ji Liang as his adopted son. She likes children but can't ask for a child. Apart from being unable to speak, Ji Liang is always pleasing to others, so he is the most suitable candidate.

From the half-dead man buried in the snow to the young son of Shi Chuan Ji's family, Ji Liang's life changes only in the second son's thought, and sometimes it is only a moment, and each other's life can be doomed.

Only the Second Young Master knew that all of this was definitely not a coincidence, it had been written long ago, only that cold word was made up on a whim by him, the mere name would not change the fate of the other party.

After the fifteenth day, the second young master couldn't wait to go on the road, saying that he wanted to travel to Meicheng in the south of the Yangtze River before the Jingzhe. In the old year, he met a few friends and listened to the rain in the salt lake of Meicheng, enjoyed flowers and drank Jingzhe wine.

In Shichuan in the northwest, there is no spring.

Leaving that day, the sunset was snowing heavily, and there were many destructive violence. The second son had a farewell party with his family. Ji Liang's appetite was much worse than usual, and he buried his head in suspense and ate without food. The second son just ignored it. arrive.

Ji Tong said with a knowing tone: "Liang'er can't bear to part with his little uncle."

The second son smiled and said goodbye, continuing to drink and chat.

Surrounded by everyone, he and Ah Cheng left Sucheng, walked in the vast white world, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Ah Cheng asked him why he didn't fight for the position of Patriarch, and he curled his lips in interest: "My sister likes my brother-in-law that much, and my brother-in-law also values ​​the position of head of the family. I don't like these things myself, so why bother to harm others and benefit myself?"

"But the Patriarch is really a bit..."

"Brother-in-law, although he has a vicious temper, he is thoughtful and tactful. He is much more suitable to be the head of the house than I am, and my sister will assist you in everything. What are you worrying about?"

Ah Cheng rolled his eyes, the second young master smiled lightly and said, "Everything has its own cause and effect, too many worries will cause your hair to fall out quickly, so don't worry about it."

Ah Cheng suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, shut his mouth and stopped talking, the two walked for a while, and suddenly found a small shadow in the snow, which looked like a snow fox standing in the snow from a distance.

Take a closer look, it's a child, look again, who else is there besides Ji Liang?

"Why, did you come here to see me off?"

Ji Liang's lips moved, his face was purple from cold and red from suffocation, finally, he raised his dark eyes, which gradually showed narrow and long outlines.

"Uncle, I want to go with you."

The second young master was startled, the surrounding was so quiet that he could hear the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground, and finally, he rubbed the head of the nephew who finally spoke: "Hey, go back, stay with sister in Sucheng, I will come back this Mid-Autumn Festival look at you."

How could such an indifferent and carefree person let a child who met by chance restrain him?Even knowing that the child's identity is unusual.

Those who are outside the story have their own way of life.

"Goodbye, you have to work hard to grow taller."