NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

Early in the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Liang found a new piece of clothes, dressed himself like a dog, and went to the Mid-Autumn Festival bazaar.

In Silent City, only the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Shangyuan Festival have some human fireworks.

There was no suspense among the companions, it was Jiang Wei, and Du Yuben also wanted to follow, but before going out, he had a stomachache, so he had to let it go, Yan Liang still laughed at him, he was so careless and fell ill even though he was a doctor.

Du Yu rolled his eyes at him, and for the first time did not answer.

Although Jiang Wei was still thin, his complexion was much better than before. Today he was dressed in an ordinary black robe, and his hair was loosely tied behind his head with a black headband, giving him a stern air.

The clothes belonged to Du Yu, and he didn't wear them often because he couldn't hold back the black color, so it was more suitable for Jiang Wei.

The two walked side by side, Rong Zhi's demeanor was too ostentatious, frequently attracting attention.

Jiang Wei also found out that many people on the road stopped and nodded when they saw Senior Yan. Jinghun people are the most respected in Silent City.

Just as Du Yu said, when the villains in Silent City met Yan Liang, they all put down their butcher knives and became Buddhas immediately.

"Mr. Yan, I baked these cloud-legged mooncakes last night. You can take a few of them home and taste them." An old lady who dressed herself up beautifully sealed the mooncakes in a greased paper bag and stuffed them into Yan Liang's arms.

"This... well, how much money?"

"Why do we want Mr. Yan's money? Take it back and eat it. If you are happy, it will be my blessing." After saying that, he lowered his head slightly, blushing in confusion...

The corners of Yan Liang's mouth twitched, and he forced an awkward yet polite smile on his face: "Then, thank you very much."

The aunt became more and more excited, she followed the paper bag and wanted to touch Yan Liang's slender white hands, and when she saw that she was about to touch them, she suddenly let out a low cry, and withdrew her hand as if being pricked by a needle, and kept rubbing her intact but painful fingers tip.

Yan Liang lowered his voice and whispered next to Jiang Wei's ear, "You're being naughty."

Jiang Wei smiled but said, "She wants to eat senior tofu, how can I let her get it."

Yan Liang smiled without answering, Jiang Wei took the bag of mooncakes with cloudy legs easily, and carried it by himself.

"Mr. Yan, I have brewed too much human bone wine, so you can take some back with you."

"These grapes are grown by myself. They are all fresh human blood as fertilizer. They are so sweet."

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, drink blood tea that you like, it is all extracted from the blood of a virgin."

All of a sudden, seven or eight girls swarmed up and blocked Yan Liangjiang Wei firmly. Yan Liang was dizzy from the strong smell of rouge and powder. Before he could refuse them one by one, Jiang Wei grabbed him heavily Wrist pull out of the crowd.

"Senior Yan, I see this market, so I don't care if I don't go shopping."

Yan Liang managed to catch his breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled wryly: "Actually, it's also... my first time shopping."

"Let's go back. I can do whatever the seniors want to eat."

"Du Yu asked me to bring back two altars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and leave after buying."

A trace of reluctance flashed across the long and narrow eyes, but he did not retort: ​​"Okay."

In order not to cause commotion as much as possible, Yan Liang took Jiang Wei to choose remote alleys as much as possible, and the two made many turns and detours around the most decent house in Jicheng, preparing to go to the winery.

There was laughter in the house, and a rich and enchanting fragrance wafted over. Yan Liang was allergic to powder, and even sneezed a few times.

"Senior, this Luoyue Pavilion is..." Although it has been nearly two months since he woke up, Jiang Wei and Senior Yan went to the Forest of Death to purify every day, and never had the opportunity to visit the Silent City.

"South Yard"

"..." Bad memories flooded in, a smoldering flash flashed through his long and narrow eyes, and they were completely closed for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at the gentle and quiet Senior Yan, and was sure that he was not the one he hated.

Yan Liang didn't notice Jiang Wei's vacillation, and he was leisurely thinking about the future. It's been a long time since he passed through the book, but he couldn't find any news about the hero. It can be said that he is really a wearer with serious procrastination. book writer.

Not bad for him, trapped in the silent city, no one can do anything.

Thinking of this, Yan Liang stopped and his pupils shrank suddenly, trying to pull Jiang Wei back to avoid it. Jiang Wei, who had recovered [-]% of his cultivation base, took a step earlier, using fallen leaves as blades to intercept the flying stones mid-air.

The stone was immediately crushed into fine powder, but the thin dead leaves were not damaged at all. Yan Liang was startled. He didn't expect Jiang Wei to be so capable in just two months.

"Senior, this is Onikawa's technique."

Yan Liang nodded, with a moderate voice: "Fusha Palace, throwing stones to ask for directions, who is coming, why don't you show up and see?"

The grass on the side rustled and made a rustling sound, and a small pink head poked out: "Yes... I'm sorry, I thought you were from Luoyue Pavilion, so I acted rashly."

The speaker was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was an extremely handsome young man, to be exact, a girl disguised as a man. When Yan Liang saw the cinnabar-red tear mole at the corner of her left eye, he gasped.

No way……

Fusha Palace, cinnabar mole...

"Gu...does your son need help?" Yan Liang also cooperated very considerately

perform with each other.

The girl shook her head thoughtfully, bit her lips and said, "I'm afraid I'll hurt the two priests."

"..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a chilling sound of pipa came from Luoyue Pavilion. The originally solid wall suddenly split open from the middle like an ink painting.

Yan Liang's face was calm, and he raised his hand and threw the soul needle like picking up flowers and whisking the dust. Before others could see his movements clearly, the chilling sound of the pipa stopped completely, and the puppet concubine turned into dust in an instant.

Ashes to ashes to ashes, these unscrupulous little tricks are just a little effort.

"Thank you Daoist brother for saving me!" Seeing Yan Liang repel the clay puppet, the little girl jumped out of the grass and jumped to Yan Liang, her almond eyes were bright and her face was slightly red: "I was sold by my parents. Luoyue Pavilion, fortunately, the Taoist chief came to the rescue."

Yan Liang smiled lightly: "It's a trivial matter, you don't have to take it to heart."

Jiang Wei, who was beside him, put on a very good expression, and said, "Senior, it's getting late, the winery closes at noon, let's go quickly."

Yan Liang nodded, and the two of them ignored the little girl and walked forward.

"Two priests, wait." The little girl rushed forward, panting.

"What else is there, son?" It was Jiang Wei who spoke.

The little girl turned her apricot eyes slightly, and stared at Yan Liang affectionately: "I...was sold to Luoyue Pavilion by my parents, and now I am rescued by the Taoist priest, and I have nowhere to go. If the Taoist priest doesn't mind... "

Seeing that the classic lines were about to come, Yan Liang smiled slightly, and debunked her gently: "Girl, with all due respect, Luoyue Pavilion won't accept little girls."

After all, Luoyue Pavilion is the south courtyard and only accepts boys.

The little girl and Jiang Wei were both taken aback. It wasn't that Yan Liang didn't know how to pity women, but that he didn't dare approach the protagonist's woman, not to mention that the other party showed affection without hesitation...

"Miss Wen should hurry back to Guichuan, this lonely city is not peaceful."

Unexpectedly, the little girl was not only not ashamed, but instead smiled more and more delicately: "Brother Daochang recognizes me?"

Yan Liang chuckled in his heart, as the female lead was the only character whose appearance was described, he naturally knew that Wen Ran, the daughter of the lord of Guichuan Fusha Palace.

Those puppet girls just now were not the killers of Luoyue Pavilion, they were all tricks of their Fusha Palace. In addition, the heroine has human blood and can cross the barrier between Ghost River and Silent City without any obstacles, so Yan Liang became more determined in his heart thought.

"Miss Wen's name, I have heard about it for a long time, she just shot and hurt the clay puppet of the Fusha Palace, please don't take offense." Yan Liang seemed gentle but merciless, euphemistically exposing the girl's clever little thoughts.

No matter how thick-skinned Wen Ran was, he couldn't stand a blush, and stuck out his tongue: "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore. Since the Taoist priest knows me, I won't be polite anymore."

"Ok?"

"I fell in love with Daoist Priest at the market just now, so I came up with this method to get closer. Don't be offended by Taoist Priest."

The corners of Yan Liang's mouth twitched, and his heart roared like a tsunami. He remembered that his setting for the heroine could be described in eight words:

Dignified and graceful, full of manners.

Why did he collapse like this when he came to his place... He frantically showed his favor to a "wild man" like him in the street, and he agreed to be infatuated with Ji Ke to death?

He was lazy when setting up the role of Wen Ran, the character was one-sided to the point of fouling, so readers also complained that the heroine has no sense of existence, beautiful, gentle, infatuated, and doesn't look at men other than the hero... It's okay to behave well No surprise, the characters lack malleability.

And why the heroine appeared before the hero, it's unreasonable...

"Miss Wen was joking." Yan Liang smiled perfunctorily, which was very suave.

"Daozhang, I'm serious." Wen Ran blinked: "Dare to ask, what's your name?"

Jiang Wei on the side said coldly: "Miss Wen has already inquired about it at the market, right?"

Wen Ran glanced at him lightly, then looked at Yan Liang with a smile: "I want to hear from the Taoist priest himself."

Yan Liang smiled calmly: "I'm going to Yan Liang."

"Brother Cool~"

"..."

"..."

"Can I call Daoist Master that?"

"Happy with the girls."

Jiang Wei pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, his eyelashes slightly drooping as he stared at the gravel on the ground.

"Miss Wen, Mr. Jiang and I have something important to do. Let's go first and say goodbye." Yan Liang tugged at Jiang Wei's sleeve and signaled with his eyes.

Wen Ran grinned: "Just now I heard that brother Liang is going to the winery, and it just so happens that we drop by."

Yan Liang smiled coolly: "That's a coincidence."

After finishing speaking, before Wen Ran could react, Yan Liang and Jiang Wei had already left hundreds of meters away and disappeared without a trace in an instant.