The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Jing Xi turned around and was slightly stunned, watching Ye Ling walking towards him against the moonlight.

The man took off his plain white gauze and wore a long black silk satin gown with a jade belt loosely tied around his waist. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, without the coldness not close to fireworks, adding a bit of sharp edge.

Stepping on the cold moonlight, the man stopped a few steps away from him, with puzzled eyes, "What are you doing here?"

That's right, he is a traitor who threatens to dissolve the master-student relationship, what is he doing here?

Jing Xi looked at the man with self-deprecating eyes.Ye Ling may be surprised in his heart, but he clearly knows how many nights he has stood in the same place in the past three years, hesitating in his heart and never stepping forward, but secretly expecting the people in the room to come out to see him glance.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man sighed and asked him, "Jing Xi, what did you see in the cave?"

Jing Xi froze, clenched her palms tightly, as if her throat was being strangled, and said word by word with difficulty, "...Nine Nether Devouring Spirits."

This volume of ancient forbidden law was notorious. Although he didn't know the details, he also knew that it was an evil law of "sacrificing living people and defying the destiny of heaven".Coupled with the persecution I have suffered for no reason in the past three years, Ye Ling's hard-to-improvement cultivation and rumors of madness, everything seems to be explainable.

"So...you think I'm going to force you to drink poison and take blood to make up for your cultivation by means of sacrifice, don't you?"

Facing the man's steady tone, Jing Xi stretched out his left hand, and with his right hand, he uncovered the sleeve on the skin. There was an old dark red mark on his white wrist.

The tight and strong forearm trembled slightly under the moonlight, Jing Xi never raised his head, his eyes were lowered; in the past three years, he had been confused and suspicious countless times in his heart, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't, he just thought it was someone inside the house I dare not see him.

It wasn't until the man said these words lightly that he realized that the person who was really afraid was himself.

Just like today when he saw the four big characters on the ancient scroll, his first reaction was not anger, but deep despair and fear.

He was afraid to face this man, he didn't dare to look him in the eyes, because he was afraid that he would just say calmly, "I just want to use you, what can you do."

Yes, what can he do.

This man is the only light in his life.

"..." After all, "Master" could not be uttered, Jing Xi looked at the permanent brand on his hand, and the pain surged in his eyes, "Haven't you ever thought that I will be in pain too?"

He had thought humbly more than once that even if Ye Ling really wanted to use him and ask him to die, even if there was an apology, or even just a word of concern, he would have no complaints.

But Ye Ling didn't.

Just like the villagers who tied him up on the haystack when he was a child and wanted to burn him to death as a sacrifice to heaven, Ye Ling also looked at him with a pair of cold eyes, raised a knife in his hand, and regarded his life like an ant.

Ye Ling looked at Jing Xi silently, and it was the first time she realized that he was so much taller than herself; a few times she wanted to express her true thoughts quickly, but when she remembered the endnotes, she could only ruthlessly say, "What do you think."

"What do I want? What else can I do?" The young man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red, and the almost mad pain in his eyes was like a sharp knife, and the knife stabbed Ye Ling's body.

"I hope you didn't save me that day, and let me just die there," the usually taciturn young man seemed to get some kind of pleasure, he smiled grotesquely, stared at Ye Ling fiercely, his throat hoarse,

"It's much better than being played by you in the applause."

With a crisp "pa", Ye Ling looked at the flushed palm print on the young man's face, and his body couldn't stop trembling; it wasn't him who endured three years of suffering, and it wasn't him who suffered wronged, but at this moment, he only felt heartbroken. I have never experienced such a heart-rending pain before, the young man's words weighed heavily on him, and he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that in the hearts of young people, the identity of "Ye Ling" was so unbearable.

Jing Xi didn't speak anymore even after being beaten, she turned her face away, and her clenched back teeth could be clearly seen from the tense side of her face.

After a long time, Ye Ling finally felt a little tired, unwilling to communicate with the young man anymore, and said, "The last ten days, I will give you the 'antidote' after ten days, it's time to go or stay,"

"what ever."

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and left, looking at his footsteps a little hastily, his back was thin and slender, and the moonlight shattered behind him.

The process of digging out the heart and blood was not as painful as imagined.

There was only an extremely small sound, the sharp blade pierced the skin, gouged out the flesh and blood, the gurgling blood dripped into the blue porcelain bowl, and gathered in a small puddle.

There was a faint smell of blood in the dark room. Ye Ling frowned slightly, put the sharp knife dripping with blood on the table, picked up the medicine bottle at hand, opened it, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the bright red wound.

Her fingertips were trembling, her forehead was wet with cold sweat, and Ye Ling bit her blood-stained thin lips, raised her hand with some difficulty, and bandaged the wound on her chest/front with white gauze.

For the past two days, he locked himself in a dark room to avoid seeing people, read the original notes by heart, and finally successfully raised blood at the specified time. What he had to do in the next few days was to mix the blood with the blood according to the ancient scroll. The medicinal materials are carefully boiled and then quenched into pills in the furnace.

Although there was no serious problem, his body was still weak after the blood was taken. In addition, there was no one to take care of him. When the pill was finally successfully extracted five days later, he lost a lot of weight, and the clothes that originally fitted him became baggy.

The body was heavy, but the spirit was unprecedentedly relaxed. Ye Ling carefully put away the pills and sighed with relief.

it is finally over.

Whether it's making up for the original body, owed to Jingxi, or even an explanation to this strange world... it all ends at this moment. He has no control over the development of the situation, but he has tried his best to do everything he can. Can do, no regrets.

It was night, and he was going to go out for a walk.

I thought it was quiet and peaceful outside the house, but I heard noise inside the house; when I opened the door, it was Yu Lian and Ah You who were arguing at the stone table in the courtyard.

During the past few days of retreat, Ayou was entrusted to Yu Lian to take care of her. They still looked at each other with dislikes, but they were no longer as tense as they were when they first met.

"Ye Ling Ye Ling!" Seeing Ye Ling coming, the chubby little black bird flew over, hugged Jing Xi's calf, and shouted excitedly, "The city is full of lanterns tonight, let's go and see together!"

Yu Lian bent down to pick up Ah You, put him on the stone table, looked at Ye Ling with joy, called Master, and continued, "Happy birthday."

When Ye Ling remembered, Yu Lian took out a green and white sachet from her sleeve, a few green bamboos were embroidered on the bag, and a few strands of hanging tassels were blown by the wind, giving off a faint fragrance that refreshed one's heart and soul.

Knowing that Ye Ling wasn't resting well, the young man told him in a warm voice that the sachet contained acacia bark and cypress kernels, which could soothe the nerves and help sleep.

Ye Ling accepted it with a smile. Although she was still feeling uncomfortable, she couldn't stop Ayou from tugging at his sleeves and kept making noises. The two of them went down the mountain together to watch the lanterns.

The night is deep, but the streets that should be quiet are now crowded with people. The colorful lights are hung high in the noisy market, and every family, men, women and children are walking around, and the ears are full of hawkers shouting.

"It's just to watch a lantern, so happy?"

Ye Ling bought a bunch of candied haws for each of them, watching the big one and the small one almost jumped up happily, feeling a bit lighter after being heavy for a few days; Ah You ate a bunch of candied haws that filled his mouth, and said mysteriously, A surprise was prepared for Ye Ling.

Yu Lian restrained herself a bit, holding candied haws and reluctantly eating them, and recalled with a smile, "Master has been retreating all these years, the last time I watched lanterns with my disciples was three or four years ago."

The lanterns were going to be displayed by the lake, Yu Lian and Ayou ate all the way, and bought lanterns separately, Ye Ling didn't want to go back too late, so he asked the two to walk together to the river with the most people.

There is only one road leading to the river, and it is the time when it is the most crowded and easy to get lost; Ah You looks around all the way, flying up the branches from time to time to circle around twice; There was no trace of the little black bird.

Yu Lian turned around to look for it. Seeing that there were too many people, Ye Ling made an appointment with him directly beside the second willow tree by the river.

After finally reaching the stone bridge by the river, Ye Ling looked along the river from the stone bridge, and when he saw a figure at the end of his line of sight, his phoenix eyes froze.

The young man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his figure was excellent from the back view. Ye Ling was attracted by the things in his hands, and walked down the stone bridge all the way through the crowd.I came to the weeping willow not far from the young man and watched quietly.

He had never seen such a big lantern.

Compared with the small and exquisite lanterns in the river, the one in the young man's hands is huge and rough; moreover, this lantern is already old, not to mention the corners are worn too much, and the petals are even more faded.

The young man's face could not be seen clearly in the night, but Ye Ling could clearly see two people holding hands on a giant flower petal. The young man was slightly taller, and the older man was slightly shorter.

Next to it is a few words of mad grass.

——I want to give the biggest lantern in the world to my beloved master.

The motionless young man suddenly squatted down and leaned over, exposing the two flints in his hands to Ye Ling's sight; he lowered his head, and the flints in his palms collided, sparks instantly sparked out in the darkness, illuminating the young man's face.

At the same moment when Ye Ling was about to see clearly, a pair of warm hands covered his eyes, and a frivolous and familiar voice rang in his ears:

"Happy birthday."

There was only a whooping sound, followed by a burst of surprise from the crowd, the people behind put down their big hands, and Ye Ling raised his eyes to see fireworks.

Different from the small fights of the Xianmen Conference, the fireworks in these ten miles are gorgeous and dazzling, lighting up the night sky of the whole city, and they will last for a long time.

At the same time, the young man raised his hand and hit the paper lantern with the flint that ignited the sparks.

The flames immediately appeared.