NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

This wine is the drunken red dress brought by the second son from Jiangnan. Ah Cheng warms it just right. Drinking it in winter nights makes people feel a little soft nostalgia for the world.

"Little uncle, brother Ah Cheng also wants to go with us?"

"That's natural. If you keep him here, don't you let him wait to die?"

Ji Liang pursed his lips, a little reluctantly: "Well, let him follow for now."

"For now?" The second young master raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ji Liang was noncommittal: "It seems that little uncle is still not enlightened."

"Ok?"

"Of course I don't allow my little uncle to have other people by his side."

"what?"

"Besides, brother Ah Cheng also likes little uncle."

The second son was angry: "Liang'er, I'm afraid you drank too much."

Ji Liang smiled without answering, raised his hand to gently pinch the second young master's chin, and passed the warm wine to him mouth to mouth.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, the night is lingering, the wind is blowing, and the light of snow this night is vivid and fragrant.

The second son was numb all the way from his lips to his chest, but the other party didn't intend to let him go easily, the warm wine dripped from the corner of his lips and soaked his clothes, and the eyes of the sleeping phoenix were already stained with water.

"Liang'er, it's not suitable now." The second young master pushed lightly, and the other party really moved his lips, but slightly lowered his head and did not look at him.

The second young master wiped off the wine stains from the corners of his lips, his face was flushed red, maybe it was caused by being kissed too much and alcohol, he was a little dizzy.

"Uncle, I have a headache."

The second young master was obviously taken aback, and his heart sank. His first reaction was that he had indeed burned out the medicine powder, and his second reaction was that the wine was brought back by him and Ah Cheng went to warm it. There must be no problem.

He put his hand on Ji Liang's pulse wrist, his complexion became more and more serious, and even his fingers trembled.

It is the Changhuan poison that I brought back from the southern border. It is colorless and tasteless, and it will never be found if it is mixed with wine. The poisoned person will be poisoned with a cup of tea.

"Little uncle, you..." The long and narrow eyes looked at him, without anger or chill, and the confusion and confusion disappeared in a flash.

not me--

The Second Young Master found that he was speechless, his throat was burning, and the fishy sweetness was swallowed into his stomach.

"I believe you..." Ji Liang saw the other party staring at him in horror, but he didn't say anything for a long time, and there was a sadness in his heart. He hated it, but he just felt powerless and didn't know what to do. .

In fact, he had anticipated the suzerain's plan, and had made a countermeasure, but before everything happened, he wanted to take a gamble, and he thought he had won the gamble.

It turned out that it might be... falling into another trap.

In the next moment, his chest was burning, and his abdomen was overwhelmed. Ji Liang bowed suddenly, and spit out a big mouthful of black and red blood, all splashing on the second young master.

The plain white clothes are bright red and mottled, like a tree of red plums in full bloom in the snowy night.

He just fell into his little uncle's blood-stained arms, his thick eyelashes trembling, his fair face was stained with blood, he was embarrassed and pitiful.

All this happened extremely quickly, but the second young master gradually calmed down, picked up Ji Liang who had lost consciousness, and quickly moved the stone sculpture behind the spiritual stove while he was still able to move freely. A narrow door, behind which there is no end to the damp and deep world, that is the last retreat.

The second son's heart sank into the ice cellar, and all the deviated plots returned to the right track by accident, like an irresistible fate.

The stone road was dark and long, and the second son walked for a long time holding Ji Liang whose pulse was weakening, as if walking in an endless underworld. There was a faint light in the distance, and there was a person standing in the light. The second son saw clearly that it was Ah Cheng. .

He already had the answer in his heart, but he just didn't want to believe it.

Ah Cheng raised his eyes, his most familiar yet unfamiliar look: "Second Young Master, I'm sorry."

……

Yan Liang opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaved violently, and what he inhaled into his lungs was bursts of strong medicinal fragrance.

"Little uncle, it's a nightmare, don't be afraid." Ji Ke lowered his voice, and hugged Yan Liang, who was still in shock, in his arms.

For some reason, Yan Liang's eyes turned red when he heard this voice.

At that time, the sky was twilight, Ji Ke saw Yan Liang's subtle reaction, and said with a smile: "Why, do you still want to cry?"

Seeing that the other party was about to smile but not smiling with mist in his eyes, he had the urge to kiss him and hold back.

Yan Liang was unmoved, and his voice was hoarse: "Liang'er..."

"Ok?"

"not me……"

Ji Ke frowned: "What did little uncle say?"

Yan Liang took a few deep breaths before he really came back to his senses, and said, "It's okay, I'm dreaming."

Ji Ke smiled: "It's a dream about me."

"Forgot." Yan Liang didn't want to look back any more, so he only said in a perfunctory tone.

"Just now, little uncle has been calling my name."

"... Liang'er?"

"Well, I'll always be here, don't worry."

Yan Liang didn't struggle, and quietly let him hug him until the sun came up.

The next day, the hanging net array covering Chixi Town broke down on its own. Yan Liang guessed that it must be related to last night's turmoil. As for who the person who possessed Fu Xuanliang's body was, he had no idea at all.

Could it be related to the dream of my previous life?Thinking of this, Yan Liang shuddered, and couldn't help feeling sad. Ever since he had this dream, his mood towards Ji Ke has changed subtly.

"I borrowed the inn's kitchen to make some porridge, let it warm up, and eat."

It was almost noon after Yan Liang washed up, and Ji Ke had already tidied herself up, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, lukewarm, with well-proportioned and delicate diced chicken and mushroom foam floating on the white glutinous rice grains.

Yan Liang sighed in his heart, ever since the protagonist's shell changed, Ji Ke has never cooked again.

With a feeling of doubt, Yan Liang took the bowl and took a sip. As always, he was astonished. It was Ji Ke's cooking skills. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at the other party. Could it be...

The mood at that moment turned out to be fear and sadness...

"Little uncle, what's the matter?"

Hearing this title and the familiar tone, Yan Liang unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

"If little uncle likes it, we can cook by ourselves in the future." Ji Ke didn't seem to be joking.

Yan Liang smiled: "Don't worry about it, just make do with it when you're away from home."

It was only after he said it that he realized that his words were a bit like an old couple's life, I just hope the other party doesn't notice...

"I don't want my little uncle to make do with me."

Ji Ke's serious and determined tone made Yan Liang not know how to deal with it for a while, and coupled with the entanglement between the two in the dream, he was more or less confused.

"By the way, what happened to Young Master Fu?" Yan Liang almost completely forgot about Fu Xuanliang after this night of tossing around.

Ji Ke pursed her lips: "Who knows, I can't die anyway."

"...What are you talking about?"

"He hurt you, it's good that I don't care about him."

Yan Liang raised his forehead: "You know it's not his will."

"That won't work either."

"You, you can really act like a baby." Unconsciously blurting out what was in his heart, Yan Liang was stunned.

Before Ji Ke could answer, his complexion suddenly sank, and his impatient expression flashed away. The footsteps approached, and there was a knock on the door as expected.

Yan Liang winked at Ji Ke, but Ji Ke pretended not to see it.

"Senior, I...sorry last night."

"I know I have offended, and I want to apologize to my seniors in person."

Ji Ke frowned: "Master Fu, please go back, your apology has been received by my wife."

"I need to confirm that senior is fine before rest assured."

Seeing Ji Ke's indescribable expression, Yan Liang found it amusing for some reason, and said solemnly: "Let him in, he has seen me and knows about you, so it's okay."

Ji Ke's Adam's apple twitched, she didn't say anything but it was written all over her face that I don't want to be jealous and I'm unhappy...

"Let him yell outside, it's easier to attract suspicion, let's go." Yan Liang was telling the truth.

Only then did Ji Ke wave his sleeves, the door opened, and said coldly, "Please come in."

Fu Xuanliang entered the room and saw Yan Liang's pale face, with herbal medicine and gauze wrapped around his neck, he felt guilty, with a look on his face that was about to cry: "Senior, I didn't know last night... …sorry."

Yan Liang smiled slightly, the sun was shining on his face, and he was gentle: "It's nothing, I don't blame you."

Ji Ke stood aside and fiddled with herbs, and said coldly: "Do you want us to comfort you instead?"

For some reason, he is usually reserved and calm, and never easily puts his emotions on his face, but when it comes to things about Yan Liang, he always becomes preoccupied and even a little childish.

"Mr. Fu, do you have any clues about the person who was attuned with your spiritual sense last night?" Yan Liang knew Fu Xuanliang's sensitivity to spiritual breaths well, and this was the real purpose of him generously inviting him into the house.

Fu Xuanliang pursed his lips, but said nothing.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ji is not an outsider." Yan Liang saw the other party's hesitation and encouraged him.

Fu Xuanliang raised his eyes, bit his lips and said, "That person's aura is very similar to that of Senior."

"Similar?" The answer was unexpected.

Fu Xuanliang nodded, and then said after a while: "Maybe I was confused at the time, and it's impossible to think about it..."

Yan Liang was silent, and asked after a while, "Are there any other clues?"

"No more, maybe this person came for me and hurt senior."

Yan Liang shook his head: "Don't take it to heart, it's not that simple, it's really not bad for you."

The two chatted for a few more words, from the injury to how Young Master Fu found him after the farewell. Fu Xuanliang is usually a shy and gentle character, but gradually getting acquainted, he is a chatterbox. , quite good at acting like a baby.

Ji Ke prepared the herbal medicine without saying a word, and sent Fu Xuanliang away on the grounds of changing the medicine. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and said: "Senior, Mr. Ji, the mountain torrent blocked the road earlier, and it won't get better in a while. Three days later, my father will send someone to pick us up on the waterway, and I can send you off."

"No need."

"It's work."

When these words came out, they looked at each other, Yan Liang smiled, and Ji Ke said awkwardly: "Listen to my little uncle."

Fu Xuanliang is also a smart person, he said with a smile: "Young Master Ji, you don't need to worry, I arrange it, senior brother and the others won't be able to find out."