The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

The sound of "Oh" came down lightly and unhurriedly, but it made the standing woman's heart tighten, her eyebrows twitched, and she felt an inexplicably strong sense of unease.

"No, we are all outsiders who failed the test," the woman comforted herself, suppressing the strong uneasiness in her heart, "it's just a bluff." '

Thinking of this, she suddenly regained some confidence, took a step forward, and raised her voice a little: "Are you deaf?! Go!"

Zhang Lan leaned against the wall, and she lazily raised her hand, between her thin white fingers, there was a piece of clear and transparent petals.

She gently rubbed the corner of the petal with her fingertips, and said slowly: "It's really strange, you dare to order me like this...you are the first one."

The leading woman was about to say something, but another gray-clothed woman next to her stood up suddenly, grabbed her skirt, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Yuan Shuang, stop talking, come back quickly."

Yuan Shuang frowned and said, "What are you doing, are you afraid of her?"

The woman shook her head, reached into her ear, and whispered, "Look at the petals in her palm."

The petals in Zhang Lan's hands were really weird, they didn't have the veins of ordinary plants, but were as clear and transparent as gold and jade, as if they were condensed with spiritual power.

Before Yuan Shuang could turn his head, Zhang Lan made a move.

With a touch of her fingertips, the petals pierce out instantly.The cold wind hit the face, brushed Yuan Shuang's neck, and pierced into the wall fiercely.

Yuan Shuang's neck was stabbed, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to cover it, but found that her hand was covered with blood.

No, it's impossible, he's obviously just an outer disciple, how could he—

Zhang Lan lazily raised her eyelids and smiled inexplicably. Just as she was about to speak, the wooden door behind her suddenly made a loud "bang".

Everyone was dumbfounded, including Zhang Lan, who turned her head away in a panic and froze on the spot.

Xia Zhitao held on to the door, her chest heaving slightly, she looked at a woman in gray clothes who was clutching her neck, and said sharply, "What's going on?"

She grabbed Zhang Lan's arm, pulled her behind her, and said to the women, "I heard it from afar outside, how blatant it is to bully people like this!"

Several people were stunned, Yuan Shuang was stunned for a long time, remembering that he seemed to have yelled "Are you deaf" just now, and Xia Zhitao probably heard it just now.

"Junior Junior Sister is only going up the mountain for the first time, so is this how you treat her?" Xia Zhitao became angrier as she thought about it, and her voice became a little colder, "It's really embarrassing to Yashan."

Bullying?That slender little girl made such a big cut that almost cut off my head, who is bullying whom!

Yuan Shuang couldn't tell because she was in pain, she covered her neck, and watched the little girl change face like a Beijing opera, and with a groan, she took Xia Zhitao's clothes and hid behind her.

"Senior Sister, they didn't bully me," Zhang Lan sniffed and whispered, "They just asked me to fill the water tank outside the door..."

Fill up the water tank outside the door, that's all?

Xia Zhitao became angry when he thought of the huge water tank outside the door that was about the same height as Zhang Lan.

Little Junior Sister is so small, let her fill up the water tank, wouldn't she not have to sleep all night?

"It's unreasonable," Xia Zhitao directly took Zhang Lan's right hand, and led her away, "Let's go, we can't stay here."

Zhang Lan was led obediently by her, and walked out all the way. After a while, Xia Zhitao slapped her head and remembered an important thing:

Although he took him away in a fit of anger, where should Zhang Lan live tonight?

The younger junior sister has been paying attention to Xia Zhitao's complexion, seeing the other party stop hesitantly, she also stops, and whispers: "Don't bother senior sister, I'll go live with those people."

After hearing this, Xia Zhitao couldn't help but look back.

Seeing the little junior sister's open eyes and serious expression, Xia Zhitao was momentarily at a loss for words.

She sighed silently, held Zhang Lan's hand tightly, and turned her gaze back to the road: "My cliff is so big that I don't even have a house to live in."

She was thinking about where to arrange Zhang Lan for the time being, when the little junior sister behind her rolled her eyes and leaned over excitedly.

She looked at Xia Zhitao with high spirits, and blinked her eyes expectantly: "Then, can I bother Senior Sister?"

Xia Zhitao didn't react for a while, and hesitated: "Huh?"

.

After a while—

"Thank you, sister!!"

Seeing the little junior sister hugging the bedding and pillow, excitedly spinning around the room, Xia Zhitao raised her hand and rubbed between her brows, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

As expected, he was still too soft-hearted.

Originally, he didn't intend to live with his junior sister at all, but when he saw the expectant look on his face and looked at him eagerly, the words of refusal suddenly stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

In the end, Xia Zhitao could only resign herself to her fate, and nodded helplessly, as if she had acquiesced to Zhang Lan's request.

Fortunately, Junior Sister is not considered an outsider. Although she is a little too excited, she still behaves in a very measured manner.

Before Xia Zhitao could speak, she took the bamboo mat and spread it on the floor very consciously, squatted down, shook her head, and happily laid out the quilt and pillow carefully.

With this serious look, Xia Zhitao didn't dare to tell her that although the wooden house looks small, there is actually a room next door.

Zhang Lan's movements were snappy, she made the bed in the blink of an eye, stood up from the ground, clapped her hands, and silently looked at Xia Zhitao.

It wasn't the first time Xia Zhitao took a newcomer's juniors and juniors. She thought for a moment and said, "Let me take you around the Yashan Mountain."

Although she stayed in Yashan not long ago, she already remembered almost all the places.

Anyway, there are only a few places on the left and right. If you look at the mountains and water, and at most the cliffs, there is nowhere to go.

If you want to say something interesting, you still have to go down the mountain to go to the bazaar. It is prosperous, lively and full of people. It is much better than this deserted cliff mountain where you can’t see other people most of the time.

After leading Zhang Lan around, Xia Zhitao found that this little junior sister was quite interesting.

When I was looking at Wanjiange, I yawned until I was about to fall asleep, and I became interested in the library where no one went, but since I haven't started yet, I can only look at it.

Xia Zhitao saw that the sky was getting late, and most of the blue sky was covered with ink, so she led Zhang Lan back.

Coincidentally, when the two returned, they changed paths and happened to reach a place that Xia Zhitao hadn't been to much.

It was a deep lake, at first glance it looked ordinary and there was nothing wrong with it, but Xia Zhitao took a second casual look, but suddenly felt a chill for no reason.

Looking carefully, the surrounding ground is dry and dry, and there is no sign of plant growth. Even the vast lake seems to be without waves and lifeless.

"This is Shuijing Lake. There are usually not many people here, but occasionally some disciples will come to practice spells and so on." After a day, Xia Zhitao is used to being a tour guide, and Xia Zhitao introduces the "attractions" casually.

However, Zhang Lan beside her frowned in a rare way, looked at the lake water, and said in a very low voice: "...Weak water?"

Xia Zhitao was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and said hesitantly, "What?"

"There is the water of the Tianhe River, and the feathers do not float, and the flying birds fall down, devouring the lives of thousands of people."

While explaining, Zhang Lan squatted down and touched the water surface with her fingertips: "And weak water can also absorb spiritual power and use it for it. Take a look here."

Xia Zhitao squatted down after him, and saw that there was still a mystery hidden under the colorless lake.

Under the thick water body, it seems to store the sunlight of the day, shimmering, transparent and clear, reflecting a lush scene——

Wherever the line of sight reaches, there is actually a vast space hidden.Among them, vines climb the walls, rocks are everywhere, and even gravel can be seen rolling slowly.

"Is it empty below?" Xia Zhitao couldn't believe it, she couldn't help reaching out, wanting to touch the water surface just like Zhang Lan.

It is unreasonable for water to float on top of the air. A certain respected British grandfather was so angry that he was afraid that he would lift the coffin boards.

"—Don't touch it."

Xia Zhitao's hand was stopped in mid-air, Zhang Lan gently held her wrist, her expression became more serious: "Hey, well... Master said, weak water will swallow spiritual energy, so don't touch it lightly. "

Xia Zhitao looked at the little junior sister in surprise, and silently withdrew her hand while muttering "Didn't you touch it just now?"

The little junior sister nodded solemnly, with a serious look, her small face was round and round, which looked a little cute like a small soup dumpling.

Xia Zhitao reached out and rubbed the other person's hair, and said, "Okay, let's go."

Zhang Lan murmured, and while Xia Zhitao wasn't paying attention, she turned her head to look at the lake a few times, then ran in small steps, and followed.

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For some reason, Xia Zhitao slept very soundly that night, and the chaotic dreams that would always flood her mind suddenly stopped, allowing her to sleep peacefully and soundly.

When she woke up the next day, it happened that the sky was twilight, Xia Zhitao rubbed her eyes, and saw the bamboo mat next to her at a glance.

The little junior sister seems to be still awake, her breathing is steady, her long eyelashes are drooping, and the small one is curled up like a glutinous rice dumpling.

Xia Zhitao yelled a few times but there was no response, she just wanted to take advantage of the other person's sleep and unpreparedness to rub that soft-looking cheek.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Lan stretched out her hand, Zhang Lan's breathing stopped, her eyes suddenly opened, and then she turned over and sat up suddenly, which shocked Xia Zhitao.

Zhang Lan looked at her and was dumbfounded for more than a dozen seconds before saying in a daze, "...Morning, Senior Sister."

"Well, I'm packing up," Xia Zhitao stood up pretending to be old, coughed softly, and said, "I'll take you to the Baiyu Altar to test your spiritual power."

Zhang Lan nodded, and the two left immediately after packing up.

In the middle of the walk, Zhang Lan suddenly sneaked over to Xia Zhitao's ear, and asked quietly, "Senior Sister, how high is your spiritual power?"

"Me?" Xia Zhitao was a little surprised, but still replied, "The third level of foundation building."

Zhang Lan said "Yes" very seriously, and then obediently retreated behind Xia Zhitao.

After the two arrived at the White Jade Altar, the master had just arrived.He led Zhang Lan to the high platform, patted the Haoran stone pillar in the center, and said, "Put your hand on it, and I'll see your cultivation."

Zhang Lan said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, she gently placed her hand on the stone pillar.All of a sudden, the stone pillar suddenly lit up, overflowing with light, the master frowned involuntarily.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xia Zhitao (pushing glasses): I know, Shuijing Lake is a rare state of gas-liquid coexistence.

Zhang Lan: Huh?