The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Oh..."

Before she finished speaking, she seemed to have remembered something, and a blush suddenly appeared on the tips of her ears, against the cold jade-like complexion, like a plum blossom in the snow.

Zhang Kuang hesitated for a long while, then said cautiously: "But it's too late, it's not good to disturb your rest, if you have something, you can discuss it tomorrow morning."

Xia Zhitao took a cool look at her and said, "Then what should you do with your wound? And you plan to just rub some herbal medicine on it, wrap it around twice and you'll be done?"

She hit the bull's-eye with one glance, Zhang Kuang really planned it that way, he immediately choked, blinked innocently, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Jin Li was very discerning, and had already ordered the shopkeeper to put their rooms next to each other, separated by a wall, so that the other party could hear her if the voice was louder.

"Don't try to hide, come in obediently."

Xia Zhitao straightened up, opened the door of her room, pushed Zhang Kuang in without any explanation, and then calmly buckled the door lock.

Ever since Zhang Kuang came in, he was panicked, his back straightened, his face was hidden in the white mist, only a pair of extremely beautiful eyes could be vaguely seen.

It seems to be smudged with black ink, and it is as clear as a star.

Xia Zhitao pushed Zhang Kuang back on the chair, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and smiled at the other party: "Come on, take off the black robe first."

Zhang Kuang looked at her pitifully.

Xia Zhitao smiled again, unmoved, and said in a low voice, "I can look at whatever I want, but I must take off the black robe."

At the end, Yoyo urged again: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up."

Zhang Kuang took off his black robe quite neatly, but he refused to move after that, he was tight on the wooden chair, his expression was as if he was facing an enemy, and he was completely serious.

"Why are you so nervous," Xia Zhitao laughed, "Can I still eat you?"

Although he has the advantage of being a "spoiler" as a reader, in terms of spiritual power, Xia Zhitao was still building a foundation not long ago, and the golden core realm he cultivated after the trial meeting cannot compete with the biggest boss in this book.

However, the big boss was sitting in front of her anxiously, with evasive eyes and a very guilty conscience.

Zhang Kuang shook his head, and after a while, nodded again.

She hesitated, and said slowly: "Actually, it's nothing, and it doesn't hurt... It just looks scary, and it might scare you."

As if being buried in the heart and lungs by a tiny needle, Xia Zhitao felt a sharp pain in his heart, and said softly, "No way."

She squatted down beside Zhang Kuang, raised her head slightly, her eyes were serious, and her voice was gentle: "Let me roll up your sleeves for you, okay?"

Zhang Kuang obediently said: "Yes."

Xia Zhitao bent down, covered the cuff with five fingers, and pushed it up cautiously, while Zhang Kuang sat quietly and let her move without saying a word.

Flesh and flesh entangled with the black clothes, and while rolling up the sleeves, they forcibly tore open the wound again, revealing the unhealed flesh and blood.

Zhang Kuang trembled slightly.

A few gaps were cut on her arm by a sharp knife. The wound was hideous, and the blood soaked through the black clothes, spreading wantonly, and had already dried up to a dark brown color.

The shocking injury made Xia Zhitao feel uncomfortable for a while: "Why did you let it go and follow us for so long?"

Zhang Kuang paid attention to her expression, regretted in his heart, secretly thought that he shouldn't have followed her in.

Xia Zhitao dipped the towel into the small basin, filled it with hot water, rolled it into a ball and held it carefully, twisted it vigorously, and the water droplets overflowed.

The fine white skin is covered with a layer of transparent water, and the water drops slowly down the knuckles, "tick" into the basin, spreading out small overlapping ripples.

"Come here." Xia Zhitao said softly.

A warm towel was placed on the skin, and the dried blood was washed away little by little, revealing a pair of slightly pale, slender and capable hands.

Xia Zhitao originally thought that Zhang Kuang was not afraid of pain, or could not feel pain, but only found out today, on the contrary, this child is extremely sensitive to pain...

It's just that I always like to endure it.

When Xia Zhitao helped her apply the medicine, Zhang Kuang was trembling with pain all over his body, his long and slender fingers were clenched together, his joints were clearly defined, and bruises could be seen faintly under the pale skin.

It was already like this, but Zhang Kuang was stunned but didn't say a word, he swallowed all his blood into his stomach, only the corners of his eyes were red, as if he was being bullied.

"Are you okay?" Xia Zhitao is not a professional doctor after all, and her dressing skills are not very good, so she was frightened all the way, "Just say it hurts."

Zhang Kuang shook his head, his eyes were covered with water mist, and it took him a while before he replied weakly: "It's okay."

Xia Zhitao really couldn't do it anymore, her heart was in a mess, she sighed a long time, put the ointment and bandages aside for the time being, scooped up some water with five fingers, and washed her hands carefully.

Zhang Kuang lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"Wait a minute, no, what are you apologizing for?" Xia Zhitao was angry and funny, "Wait a minute, I'll find something."

She lowered her head, rummaged through her pockets, Zhang Kuang slowed down for a moment, and sneaked a look at her.

Xia Zhitao turned up and down for a long time, and took out a small ball wrapped in oil paper and tied tightly with string from his pocket.

Zhang Kuang poked his head over curiously, looking at the thing in Xia Zhitao's palm, his eyes lit up.

She whispered, "Plum candy?"

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "It's so tightly packed that you can recognize it, yes, it's indeed plum candy."

When shopping before, Xia Zhitao bought a lot of them, but she didn't expect to use them so soon.She stuffed him with a handful of candy, and Zhang Kuang happily took it.

Compared with the mental tension just now, Zhang Kuang relaxed a lot. He sat on the wooden chair with his head tilted, holding a bunch of candies, with a look of joy that couldn't be concealed from the corners of his eyes and brows.

She twirled a plum candy with her fingertips, looked at it carefully under the light, and then hid it all in her arms like a baby.

... I knew she wouldn't eat it.

Xia Zhitao sighed silently, she had expected this a long time ago, and kept the last one in her palm.

She pulled the string away, and a small piece of plum candy with a little snow-white frosting lay between the thin oiled paper.

Xia Zhitao said: "Come closer."

Zhang Kuang walked over as he said, with a faint woody fragrance around his body, his long ink-dyed hair was tied behind his ears, and a few strands fell down his shoulders, his eyes were soft and cute.

Xia Zhitao stuffed the candy into her mouth, folded the oiled paper and held it in the palm of her hand, with a smile on her brows and eyes: "It's for you."

"……Well."

Zhang Kuang's cheeks bulged into a small ball, his crow's eyelashes drooped softly, dense and slender, reflected by the bright candlelight, as if covered with a layer of crystal caramel.

She sucked the candy quietly, not daring to bite it. The plum candy turned from left to right, and turned around a few times.

Xia Zhitao looked at each other, the cuter she looked, the more pleasing she looked, and reached out to rub her hair.

Zhang Kuang let her rub it obediently, rolled his eyes like black grapes, and his voice was vague: "It's very sweet."

"Well, I think it's also very sweet."

Xia Zhitao frowned and smiled, and said, "Does the wound feel better, or does it still hurt?"

"It still hurts," Zhang Kuang said softly, pointing to his arm, "here," pointing to his shoulder, "here, it hurts."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "Hey, just now Ling Ran was so tragic that he refused to make a sound, knowing that my heart hurts, so he started to push forward?"

Seeing Zhang Kuang drooping his head and making no sound, Xia Zhitao picked up the plaster on the table, warmed it with his palm, and said leisurely: "Since you know that my heart hurts, why not?"

"... how far further in?"

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It was said that Zhang Kuang continued to "make progress", but to be honest, Xia Zhitao did nothing, but the leader sacrificed a lot.

Before Zhang Kuang pointed at his shoulder casually, Xia Zhitao knew that he must be injured, and pulled it involuntarily, his complexion paled instantly.

The heart demon slashed on the shoulder blade, the wound was extremely deep, and the bloodstains were mottled, spreading from the neck all the way to the collarbone, with pale bones faintly visible.

Dare to run around with such a serious injury, Xia Zhitao was about to die of rage, but Zhang Kuang blushed and said nonsense such as "I'm not good-looking at all", which made her even more angry .

Xia Zhitao immediately threw the plaster away, hurriedly went out to find a doctor and came back, tossed and tossed until late at night, and finally bandaged all the wounds on the leader's body.

Before leaving, the doctor sighed a few words, saying that she has practiced medicine for so many years, and the wound is so deep that it is absolutely hopeless. It is really rare that the little girl is still alive and well.

In the end, he said that jumping like this is probably a flashback. In case he can't hold on in the middle of the night, he knows a coffin shop that provides one-stop funeral services, high-quality and low-cost services...

Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhitao stuffed money into his mouth and politely invited him out.

After dealing with the doctor, she turned around and saw Zhang Kuang wearing a thin black robe, sitting on the edge of the window blowing the cold wind. She was so frightened that she quickly put him on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and went to sleep by blowing candles.

Xia Zhitao stayed for a while, seeing that Zhang Kuang had calmed down, she also went back to her room to rest.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

The inn was bustling and noisy.People sat around and tasted tea in twos and threes, including three ascetics dressed in light-colored clothes with a sense of immortality.

"I checked carefully, and all the materials are collected," Qin Zhi said excitedly, with a hint of excitement on his face, "Just find a suitable place, and then we can start to set up the formation."

Zheng Luo Yi said happily: "That's great."

Jinli and Zhangkuang disappeared without a trace, Xia Zhitao had something on her mind, woke up after sleeping for a few hours, and came down to drink tea with the two masters.

"You are so courageous, even the leader of the Demon Cult dared to provoke you," Qin Zhi couldn't help guessing while holding the tea, "Could it be that Zhang Lan is really an illegitimate daughter?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

After such a long time, I didn't expect that Master Qin would not give up, and he was obsessed with this completely unreasonable "illegitimate daughter" theory!

She laughed a few times, not daring to tell the masters that she was thinking about joining the Demon Cult, so she made up a few words to prevaricate: "Master Qin, it's like this."

"I think in the illusion, a wild shot can only hurt an illusion. Why not take this opportunity to explore the reality of the Demon Cult, and it will definitely be of great help to Yashan."

Seeing that Qin Zhi was thinking, Xia Zhitao added a few more words, trying to change the topic: "Master, there is one thing I want to die, one of the precepts of the Baihe Sect Hall is 'Do not kill and abuse', but why is the master of the formation?" But using the inner demons to put us to death?"

Qin Zhi thought for a while, put down the teacup in his hand, and told her a story.

An old-fashioned love story, a love affair with a long history, blurred in the torrent.

In the beginning, the White Crane Formation was full of dangers, the clansmen were decisive in killing and attacking, and the Zongtang precepts were only a few lines, far from the rules and regulations of today.

Thousands of years ago, there was a peerless genius in the Zongtang. He dabbled in formations at the age of three, set up formations independently at the age of five, and became No. 1 in the Zongtang after being crowned.

The future is bright, and the suzerains have high hopes for this person, but the day and China are at odds, and things take a turn for the worse.

The beginning is good, but unfortunately the result is always not as expected.The talented man fell in love, and was dumped after making a vow of eternal love. Burning with anger, he set up a thousand-year killing battle, intending to kill all his rivals in love.

Xia Zhitao's eyebrows twitched, and she guessed: "Could it be that this formation is out of control just like Nan Ke Yao?"

Qin Zhi sighed: "As you expected."

The talented man was so angry that he didn't think about it carefully when he set up the formation. As a result, Qiangu's killing formation was out of control, and the leader of the formation was devastated. Once on the verge of extinction.

Xia Zhitao's hands holding the teacup trembled, no wonder Bai Hetang panicked and made a bunch of precepts, strictly prohibiting killing battles, unexpectedly there was such a tragic precedent.

"There is no form in the world, but the form is born from the heart." Qin Zhi sighed, "Although we are the ones who are controlled by the illusion, the illusion that is imposed on the illusion will also turn it back on us."①

Near Zhu Zhechi, near the ink is black.

Once the illusory formation master has the intention to kill, the phantom will repeatedly pile up the killing intent and feed it to the formation lord himself, eventually leading to self-destruction.

And Qin Shu, who is thousands of years later, is afraid that he is following the road of abandonment, heading towards irreversible destruction.

Xia Zhitao couldn't help but glance at Zheng Luo Yi, who shook his head very lightly, and said with his lips: "Not yet."

——Not for now, let Qin Zhi know about it.

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Since Qin Zhi's appearance, several people have tacitly concealed Qin Shu's matter, so Zhang Kuang and Qin Zhi are still kept in the dark, not knowing the true identity of the formation leader.

There were more and more tea guests in the inn, and there was a lot of people's voices. They sat for a while, and a little girl in red jumped down from the stairs, followed by a woman in black slowly.

"Bishop Master, let me tell you!" Jin Li said excitedly, "Yesterday, the young master was still nearby. If you have time, go with me, and make some more money!"

The doctor and doctor are benevolent, skilled, and arrogant like a zombie. They are wrapped in a thick layer of bandages from beginning to end, even fingertips are not spared.

She was a little sleepy, with tiredness in her brows and eyes, and listlessly said: "This is an illusion."

"My lord, as the saying goes, a penny can't beat a hero," Jin Li argued, "Even if it's an illusion, having money is still very important!!"

Zhang Kuang said: "Oh."

Jin Li jumped to the table, Zhang Kuang lazily followed, ignoring the two masters, and said softly, "Zhitao, good morning."

"Master, are you awake?" Xia Zhitao frowned, "Is the wound better, do you want to rest?"

She glanced at the already bright sky outside, and said against her conscience: "I woke up so early, don't you want to sleep more?"

"The sun is going up three poles," Qin Zhi said mercilessly, and directly exposed it, "If there is no illusion, the sky will change."

Zhang Kuang rubbed the corners of his eyes in confusion, sat down beside Xia Zhitao, and said, "Zhitao, have you seen my black robe?"

She was half lying on the table, her thin black shirt was loosely wrapped around her body, and the wide sleeves fell down her arms, revealing a bandage-wrapped arm.

"Oh, I took it." Xia Zhitao calmly said, "There was a gap in the back, I bought you a new one."

Zhang Kuang's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to thank him, his eyes fell on the robe that Xia Zhitao took out, and he was stunned: "This color is..."

Xia Zhitao secretly smiled and said, "Look at how pretty the light pink is, and there are cute little florals on the corners, do you like it?"

Zhang Kuang trembled: "I..."

"What Master Xuanxu said before," Xia Zhitao eloquently said, "You don't need to be in total darkness all day long, you can try more bright colors."

Zhang Kuang said wronged: "No..."

"Don't you really want to give it a try? Just try it for a while, I've chosen carefully," Xia Zhitao looked sad, and whispered, "The light pink complements the whiteness and beauty of the skin, lively and cute, how good it is."

Facts have proved that there is no such thing as backbone for Xia Zhitao.Zhang Kuang only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement without ambition.

Xia Zhitao's scheme succeeded, she graciously closed the robe for her, picked up the neckband with five fingers, and tied Zhang Kuang with a small bow.

She glanced at it twice and sighed how good her vision was.

The robe is not the bright peony color, but a light litmus red, with cherry petal patterns embroidered on the corners, like spring and scenery, reflecting the clusters of flowers all over the mountain.

"It's beautiful," Xia Zhi praised, and leaned a little closer, whispering to her, "Let's not talk about Yuwan Peak, there's no one in the entire cliff mountain that looks better than you."

Of course Zhang Kuang didn't believe it, he only thought that Xia Zhitao was making him happy, but he couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy in his heart.

"pat-"

There was a faint sound of porcelain shattering, and the teacup fell to the ground, smashing into pieces suddenly.

The two turned their heads suspiciously at the same time, and saw Qin Zhi's expression was stunned and his face was as pale as paper: "... Immortal Venerable?"

Zhang Kuang asked in surprise, "What?"

Qin Zhi stood up abruptly, looked down at the outline of Zhang Kuang's eyebrows and eyes for a long time, with an expression of disbelief, and muttered to himself: "It's really... What the hell..."

Zhang Kuang felt uncomfortable being watched by her, raised his hand to block the other party's gaze, and muttered, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay." Qin Zhi withdrew his gaze, sat down slowly, but still couldn't hide his distressed expression, and dragged Zheng Luo Yi, who was bewildered beside him, over.

Qin Zhi turned sideways, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Junior Brother, do you think she looks a lot like..." The voice became softer and could not be heard clearly.

After a while, Zheng Luo Yi asked doubtfully, "No?"

Qin Zhi paused, and said: "Yes, you should have never seen that person, after all, all the portraits have been destroyed."

"Whether it's house seizure, secret technique, resurrection, dead body or other reasons," Qin Zhi raised his hand and rubbed his brows, and said solemnly, "If he finds out, he might go crazy."

Zheng Luo Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "I think, could it be the children of future generations..."

Qin Zhi was stunned: "Don't say it, it's really possible."

The two of them asked and answered, as if they were answering a riddle, and they didn't tell the few people what was going on, which made Zhang Kuang very confused. He glanced at the two of them, then turned to look at Xia Zhitao.

The four anti-paths have been entrenched for a long time, and the mortal picture albums are almost tired of being passed around. Except for the beautiful young daughter in the Yanling Poison Mansion, most of the other three anti-paths are born with a vicious look and deep eyes.

All day long, I only know about murder, arson, rape, prostitution, and robbery, but there is no love affair as expected by the mortal world. It is really boring and nothing new.

Zhang Kuang was different. When he came up, he slaughtered Shura Dao in a very high-profile way, smashed the Demon Lock Tower, and his appearance was first-class. The people suddenly boiled over, and they worked overtime to make news about her.

——As long as the word "devil religion" or "crazy" is involved in any trivial matter, it will definitely be a big deal.

Previously, there was a book "The Alluring Concubine: One Hundred and Three Lovers Who Zhang Kuang Sleeped With" which also took the top spot in the sales list of world affairs novels.

It has become a habit for Zhang Kuang to take the blame, he lazily poured a cup of tea, put it to his lips and swallowed it, and finally made a small report with Xia Zhitao: "It's not as good as you."

Xia Zhi Taoxin said that I only need half a bucket of water to make tea. In modern times, I learned some ostentation from clients. She couldn't help but straighten Zhang Kuang's collar, and said with a smile, "I dare not be that."

Qin Zhi and Zheng Luo Yi discussed nervously for a long while, but in the end they didn't come to a conclusion, so they simply stopped entangled and focused on getting out of the illusion.

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At noon, the sun was scorching hot, and the scorching hot wind dispelled the clouds and scorched the earth.

Qin Zhi took out Si Nan, the size of a palm, and calculated various values ​​for a long time, carefully selecting and finding a treasure land.

The crowd followed Qin Zhi all the way, and came to a windy and spooky mountain, and found a precarious dilapidated temple.

It was a hot day, but the temple was wrapped in rags and banners, and when the cold wind rolled in, it seemed like dry fingers stretched out, floating in fragments in the air, making people feel chills.

Zhang Kuang looked around, the long sword in his hand was condensed, and asked: "...Are you sure?"

Qin Zhi dragged Sinan, looked at the gloomy scene in front of him, and was a little confused: "Although it looks weird, the arithmetic conclusion is not wrong."

It's all here, and everyone sat aside together, watching Qin Zhi use the ruined temple as the eye of the formation, and began to set up formations round and round.

Qin Zhi's expression was cautious, his skills were familiar, and he was a little dazzled.At first, it felt like placing things randomly, but as time went by, the prototype of the formation was completed, and it suddenly dawned on me that everything has its own place.

Jin Li held her chin and exclaimed, "That's amazing! You're worthy of Master Qin!"

"It's just the most basic formation," Qin Zhi said helplessly, "You can become so familiar with it even if you perform it thousands of times."

The bigger the formation, the more difficult it is, and the longer it takes. Fortunately, they only need a small "push" this time to push the first piece of "dominoes", so the most basic formation is enough up.

After working for a long time, Qin Zhi raised his hand, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his cuff, and said happily: "It's done! Just use your spiritual power to fight."

At this moment, Zhang Kuang, who was sitting beside Xia Zhitao in a daze, was breathless. She stood up abruptly, with a mighty long sword condensed between her five fingers, and suddenly rushed to the center of the formation.

"Crazy!" Qin Zhi secretly thought that it was not good, thinking that Zhang Kuang suddenly turned against him and wanted to destroy the formation, so he hurriedly said, "You are——"

As soon as the words fell, on the originally desolate and uninhabited mountain, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and amidst the treacherous wind and clouds, a familiar figure appeared vaguely.

The bright red animal head mask covered most of his face. The figure of the man was hanging in the air, looking down at the crowd from a high position.

Zhang Kuang sternly said, "Why are you here again?!"

The heart demon didn't speak, but left his eyes behind him.While the black mist was surging, someone paced over, with slender white pistils in his hair, looking at the crowd, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

"……elder sister."

Qin Shu smiled lightly and said softly, "Sister Qin."

The author has something to say: Xia Zhitao: I have read the book "The Alluring Demon Concubine: The One Hundred and Three Lovers Zhang Kuang Has Sleeped With", and it is simply made up. Zhang Kuang's skills are not that good at all.

Crazy: QAQ

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①: Excerpt adapted from the "Impermanence Sutra", "There is no appearance in the world, appearance is born from the heart, visible things are actually non-things, and sensible things are actually non-things."