The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Xia Zhitao imagined many reasons why Zhang Kuang didn't go back to Qiling, but she never expected that Zhang Kuang was actually blocked from the door by the restriction set by herself.

Wang Yan kept laughing "hahaha" on the sidelines, with a face full of unrequited love, Jiang Jiuli murmured: "It's fine if you make Qiling's restriction so strong, why don't you leave a back door for yourself? "

He sighed, shook his head and said, "It's a shame, it's embarrassing to say it."

Zhang Kuang's face was full of sadness, his five fingers rested on his forehead, and his voice was extremely wronged: "You think I'm not in a hurry? I haven't watered the trees all over the mountain for a long time."

Xia Zhitao saw her aggrieved expression, and thought of the pitiful appearance of the other party being blocked at the door of the house, she wanted to laugh in her heart, stroked Zhang Kuang's hair, and comforted: "...Boss, I will always go in."

A few strands of black hair brushed over his eyebrows, Zhang Kuang blinked his eyes, his crow eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and whispered: "Then what about you, why are you here?"

Xia Zhitao didn't have any intention of hiding anything, and answered in a straightforward manner: "Wang Yan and I have accepted the task, and we are going to a mansion to get rid of evil spirits."

Wang Yan nodded vigorously, and said: "Yes! I was afraid that I would not be able to finish it, so I called Senior Sister Xia over."

"Evil? What evil?"

Jiang Jiuli suddenly jumped down from the sugar cart, looking radiant, and said with anticipation: "I haven't seen a ghost yet! Can you take me to see it!"

Wang Yan said: "It's definitely okay for the leader to go, but this file is at the level of Jindan, if you..."

Zhang Kuang raised his eyebrows, pointed at Jiang Jiuli, and said softly, "You don't know who he is?"

Seeing Wang Yan shaking his head honestly, Jiang Jiuli was elated, seized this rare opportunity, and began to introduce himself: "Hello, hello, my name is Jiang Jiuli, my name is Jiuli, and my name is Master Jiuli..."

He eloquently talked a lot, as big as how many black palaces there are in Chiyang City in the demon world, as small as how many glass stones there are in his own room, and he talked about everything in detail.

It's just that Wang Yan just heard the name and was already dumbfounded.

The title of Lord Jiuli——

She should have guessed it a long time ago, being able to mix with the leader of the Demon Cult, and the two are so familiar, how could it be a simple person!

The handsome and cute young boy in front of him is one of Yashan's number one public enemies, but at a young age, he conquered the northern and southern realms of the Demon Realm, inherited the position of the Lord, and was recognized by the fierce beasts.

If half of the demonic energy had not been suppressed by the barrier between the human and demon realms, Jiang Jiuli and Zhang Kuang would not have given way. If the two really fought, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose.

"Stop, stop, have you said enough?"

Zhang Kuang reluctantly waited for a while, seeing that Jiang Jiuli was already talking about the delicious food in the Demon Realm, he couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted him: "They come here to do missions, don't waste their time."

Jiang Jiuli curled his lips and begged, "Please, I want to see what ghosts in the human world look like. I've never seen them in my age. I'm so curious—"

"Ask Gu Ji to take you to the ghost market." Compared with Jiang Jiuli's expectant look, Zhang Kuang looked interested and muttered, "It's all over the place, just look around."

Jiang Jiuli didn't care so much, even if the two of them didn't take him to play, he would definitely keep up with the crowd.

What's more terrible is that he is a majestic demon, you still can't stop him, why don't you just pull him into the team as a mascot.

After Jiang Jiuli followed them, Zhang Kuang followed silently although he was not very interested in evil spirits and ghosts.

The average strength of the Yashan Squad was only Foundation Establishment. After the two villains joined, their strength exploded in an instant. Let alone fighting evil spirits, it would be no problem to directly beat Yashan down.

Xia Zhitao explained the contents of the dossier to the two of them carefully, as well as the information she and Wang Yan collected in the teahouse, but Jiang Jiuli was only interested in ghosts, and didn't listen to a word.

And Zhang Kuang watched Xia Zhitao furtively the whole time, and when he was caught, he lowered his head in shame, making the other person angry and funny, wondering if she was listening seriously.

When talking about the last few suspicious points, Zhang Kuang suddenly thought deeply, and said softly, "Wu Xing?"

Zhang Kuang rubbed his knuckles, and explained: "I've heard a saying before, 'Wuxingdui Gate, there will be a bloodbath in seven days'... But it's just a saying, and the source is unknown."

"But this can't be justified," Wang Yan wondered, "There are rumors about the Yang family being haunted. It has been rumored for more than a few months, but no one has died in the house."

Xia Zhitao held a reserved attitude, and said: "Which is right and which is wrong, you will know when you go and have a look."

Jiang Jiuli was drowsy when he heard it, and suddenly caught the word "go and see", and immediately became energetic, and shouted: "Are you finally going to see a ghost?"

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "Yes."

"However, before that," she blinked at Zhang Kuang and said with a smile, "The two adults have to change clothes with us."

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Since a few people are going in the name of Yashan, the necessary style is indispensable, at least to support the scene of the world's largest faction.

What's more, the two big villains dressed in black are no match for immortal cultivators. They are more like killers smearing their throats in a dark pavilion, or two rebellious kindergarten children.

Zhang Kuang sat obediently on the wooden chair, Xia Zhitao brought her a neat set of snow-white clothes, and gently handed it to the other party, with a smile that couldn't be concealed: "Come, change this."

I don't know how Yashan did it, but the white clothes are spotless, delicate and soft to the touch, and the bulingbuling of the fabric is shimmering with small shimmers, high-end and flamboyant.

Zhang Kuang took it over, wrapped his arms around the clothes, a little reluctantly, and muttered something in a low voice.

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "This set is my size, it might be a little smaller. If it doesn't fit, I'll take you to another store to see if there's any available."

Before she could speak, Zhang Kuang stood up, hugged the clothes tightly with her arms, stared at Xia Zhitao with dark eyes, and whispered: "Is this your clothes?"

It was indeed Xia Zhitao's clothes, she nodded slightly, and said calmly: "It is indeed mine, but this set is brand new, I have never worn it, but if you mind—"

"No, I don't mind at all!" In fact, even if the other party passed through her, she didn't mind, Zhang Kuang held the clothes like a baby, and said repeatedly, "I'll change it right away!"

Xia Zhitao laughed, seeing the other party running away with a small step, she turned to look at the situation of the other two.

Wang Yan changed back to the previous shiny white clothes, and Jiang Jiuli got a white brocade robe from somewhere, and sat on a chair with her legs crossed, with a leisurely and natural expression.

He enjoyed Wang Yan's adoring eyes, and said loudly: "We people in the devil world, there is no such thing as a soul, death is death, very straightforward."

"It turns into a clean pile of black ash, which is either swept away by the red wind, or falls into the belly of a fish. There is no obsession or entanglement."

Wang Yan held his face in his hands, and said in a low voice: "When I was young, I read many picture books, which said that if you caused some innocent disaster, you can turn into a ghost after death to take revenge - but if you are in the devil world, then there is no chance Is it gone?"

"Skills are not as good as people and were killed, so there is nothing to complain about," Jiang Jiuli looked calm, "There are too many demons who turn into black and ashes every day, and you are not bad."

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said leisurely: "But if he survived, then he must have skinned and disemboweled the enemy's family, and dug up the graves to set fire to them."

The scene described by the other party was too cruel, Wang Yan couldn't help trembling, and retracted his head nonuo, too frightened to make a sound.

To be honest, regardless of the incompatibility between humans and demons since ancient times, Jiang Jiuli had a bloody feud with Yashan before he inherited the position of Demon Lord.

Wang Yan doesn't know exactly what happened, but it seems to have something to do with Suo Mo Lou.

But Zhang Kuang seemed to have greeted Jiang Jiuli beforehand. He knew that the two were Yashan disciples, so he didn't make a move very much. Instead, he followed with great interest, wanting to see what the "ghost" in the human world looks like.

"Where's the crazy girl?"

Seeing Xia Zhitao walking this way, Jiang Jiuli jumped down from the table, dissatisfied, and said, "So slow? What if the ghost heard the wind and ran away?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

If what happened to the Yang family was really the work of evil spirits, she suddenly felt sorry for that poor ghost who hadn't appeared before, and was being targeted by Lord Mozun, but she could only hope for luck.

"Don't worry," Xia Zhitao said, "The left and right Yang families are still in place, the whole house can't run away suddenly."

Jiang Jiuli asked: "Then what if the ghost escapes? What's so interesting about the house? I just want to see ghosts!"

Xia Zhitao: "...Generally speaking, the range of activities of ordinary resentful ghosts is limited, and most of them are confined to the place of death, but it cannot be ruled out that the obsession is too deep and turns into a fierce ghost."

Jiang Jiuli breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Several people were talking, but Zhang Kuang came out.She stood a little awkwardly, her long ink-splashed hair was still hanging down, and she was pulling down the skirt with five fingers, as if she was not used to it.

The finely drawn eyebrows, the rouged lips, and the white clothes set off the muscles and bones, like frost and snow on the tip of leaves, and few cold stars, like a beauty walking out of an ink painting scroll.

He doesn't look like the leader of the Demon Cult at all.

To be honest, even if Zhang Kuang is thrown into the Yashan fairy now, he can almost blend into it perfectly, and his appearance is even better, so there is absolutely no fault.

Xia Zhitao was thinking like this, Jiang Jiuli next to him opened his eyes in disbelief, and sighed to himself: "I didn't believe it before, but now I see it, no wonder you can sneak into the cliff—"

"Wait a minute!!"

Zhang Kuang panicked, flashed over in a flash, quickly covered Jiang Jiuli's mouth, and whispered anxiously in his ear: "Don't say it, do you want me to fall short?!"

Jiang Jiuli said in his heart that because of your poor acting skills, Yashan couldn't tell that you were pretending that Yashan had no brains, but in order to cooperate with the other party, he went down the steps: "Okay! I won't talk nonsense."

In order to protect the leader's vest, Xia Zhitao pretended not to hear the two talking, and took a few careful glances at Zhang Kuang.

The shirt was still a little short, and the cuffs barely covered half of the arm, revealing a small section of pale wrist.She lowered her head slightly, raised her hand to pick up a few strands of long hair, and tied them behind her ears.

The five fingers are slender and the joints are thin, like suet white jade with warmth, carefully carved by a famous craftsman.

Zhang Kuang looked around, saw that there were no seats around, went straight to the table, sat up on it with both hands, crossed his legs lazily, completely ruining Fengya just now.

She folded her arms, folded her slender legs, and pointed the toes of her boots on the ground. She looked like a big boss, and said, "So, how do you hit the Yang family?"

Lord leader, you are going to the Yang family to exorcise evil spirits, not for you to get rid of the family head and his wife!

"Wait a minute," Xia Zhitao saw the wrong buttons on her neckline, and immediately suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. As she spoke, she walked a little closer, "Don't move yet."

Xia Zhitao stopped in front of Zhang Kuang, blocked him on the table, leaned forward slightly, put her five fingers on the collar, rubbed her fingertips, and picked it lightly.

A few buttons fell off, the white brocade collar fell softly, and a wisp of white color was drawn out of the black hair, which fell down the shallow concave of the thin bones, like a pot of moonlight.

"These buckles are wrong."

The voice was unhurried, and fell into her ears softly. She only felt a "boom" in her head, and her five fingers gripped the edge of the wooden table tightly, so hard that her knuckles turned white.

"Let me help you reorganize."

Every word seems to fall into boiling water, covered with scalding temperature, spreads the cool air, crashes into the ear pinna, goes down the spine step by step, even the fingertips are faintly hot.

The design of Yashan's clothes is indeed a bit complicated. Xia Zhitao studied it for a long time when he first arrived, before he finally understood which button should be buttoned where, and which layer of collar should be folded.

She carefully helped the other party tidy up the messy collar, fastened the buttons carefully, and when she looked up, she met a pair of moist and misty black eyes, looking at herself stupidly, and she didn't know how to move away.

Xia Zhitao straightened up, seeing that the other party was still standing there, she couldn't help but smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and said, "Shall we go?"

Zhang Kuang seemed to want to say something, but he stayed for a long time without saying anything, and finally Nuonuo nodded.She didn't dare to sit at other people's tables anymore, so she quickly stood back on the ground and followed her obediently.

Almost all the towns are ordinary people, and there is no need to hold the sword with great fanfare. A few people decided to go to Yang's house very low-key, and by the way, they can observe who the other party is.

However, compared to the usual striding meteors, Zhang Kuang's steps were slow and gentle, and he kept a little distance slowly.

Jiang Jiuli originally rushed to the front, but was pushed back by the other two girls because he led the wrong way.He paced leisurely, looked at Zhang Kuang curiously, and said, "Sister Kuang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Kuang glanced at him sideways: "?"

"Are you okay? Your ears are so red, and so are your cheeks, which look like candied haws." Jiang Jiuli crossed his arms and asked in surprise, "Cold and have a fever?"

After he finished speaking, Zhang Kuang froze suddenly, raised his hand to cover half of his cheek, looked away in a panic, and said ferociously: "You are wrong!"

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The Yang family is not far away, but only a few steps away.

Compared with the Xixi Rongrong in the bazaar, there was a lot of people's voices, although this Yang family is grand, but the front door is deserted, and they don't even want to roll over the fallen leaves.

In front of the lacquered red gate, there is a small bronze Pixiu incense burner on both sides, and a few incense sticks that are about to burn out are inserted crookedly in it.

The sparks flickered on and off, gray and white embers were piled up in the furnace, blown by the cold wind, and a small piece bulged like a wave.

"Hey, look at this!"

Jiang Jiuli kicked the ground with his toes, rubbing off a small piece of dust, revealing a few drops of mottled blood stained on the blue bricks, and said with great interest: "Look! Blood!!"

Although bloodstains were found, there were only a few sporadic ones. It should be that Wu Xing's body was not washed clean, and a little was accidentally left behind.

Xia Zhitao stepped forward, held the copper ring and knocked lightly a few times, the dull sound spread, and only heard a "squeak", the heavy wooden door was opened slightly, and someone leaned out half of his body.

"Who's knocking on the door?" The man was wearing a dark coat, with a goatee beard on his chin, and his eyes were narrowed into long and thin lines. After his suspicious eyes fell on the clothes of several people, he suddenly became agitated:

"Oh hey, my goodness!!"

Frightened, he hurriedly pushed all the doors open, bent his body respectfully, and put his fingers together: "Several distinguished guests from Yashan came from afar, please come in quickly, please come in quickly!"

The four of them followed him into the house. During the conversation, they learned that this man was the housekeeper of the mansion, and the strange things in the house became more and more serious, and the servants often saw ghostly shadows.

Patriarch Yang and his wife were so frightened that they couldn't sleep at night, and their spirits were getting weaker and weaker. They only hoped that the people in Yashan could help to get rid of the evil spirits and save everyone from the fire and water.

After the butler led the people into the hall, he hastily called a bunch of servants to entertain them, while he ran to report to the head of the house.

His movements were swift and swift, and as soon as they sat down, before they even had time to take a sip of tea, the housekeeper hurried over with the Patriarch.

Xia Zhitao looked at Yang Liangcai, and thought that what the aunt said before was right, this person really does not look like a bad embryo, but in terms of appearance alone, he really looks like a scholar who studied hard and was full of knowledge.

This Yang Liangcai had a handsome face, a tall man with a long gown, skinny and tight, with a bookish look in his eyebrows and eyes, and even spoke softly, with a scholarly tone.

He was called over from the study in a hurry, and when he saw a few people, he tightened his restraint. He first complimented them, and then explained the details of the house in detail.

"Several immortals have come to the humble house, it really looks like a splendor." Yang Liangcai clasped his ancient thin fingers, his eyes were light blue, and he looked sad.

"The villain asks himself, only admits that he has no guilt in his heart, and has provoked such troubles for some reason. I only hope that the immortals can give Yang and his wife peace..."

Xia Zhitao said: "Patriarch, don't worry, since Yashan sent us here, we will naturally try our best to help, and I will give you and Madam an explanation."

However, when it comes to "madam", this Yang Liangcai's newlywed wife, who is also the second daughter of the famous Liu family, has not appeared for a long time.

The housekeeper who was waiting carefully at the side was already sweating profusely, and kept explaining the matter to several attendants, but the Miss Liu family never showed up, and even hesitated to deliver a message.

Regarding this, Yang Liangcai could only sigh softly, explaining this way: "Ling'er's family is well-off, and she has a delicate temperament, but after marrying me, she encountered such troubles. She was terrified every day and couldn't sleep peacefully... It was really me. I'm sorry for her..."

None of the teammates were reliable, and Xia Zhitao could only take on the heavy responsibility. She listened carefully to Yang Liangcai's statement, and understood the specific things better.

Before, I thought the rumors outside were exaggerated, but after I heard it, I realized that the method of this ghost resentment is even more cruel and terrifying.

In the beginning, it was just the Wuxingdui Gate, but later, strange things can be encountered in the house from time to time, blood dripping from the eaves, blood writing on the walls, marsh gas emitting from the small pond in the courtyard for no reason... and so on.

Hearing that Xia Zhitao felt a little sympathetic to the couple, he asked, "If that's the case, why don't you change the house, or stay in the inn for a few days?"

"I don't know," Yang Liangcai said, "This is the third house that my wife and I have changed, and even in the inn, strange things still happen, so that in the end, the restaurants in the town dare not let us in, for fear Provoked the resentful ghost."

"—Wow!"

"I thought it was a weak little ghost before, but I didn't expect this grieving ghost to be so powerful!" Jiang Jiuli was elated, "It will definitely be fun to beat up then!"

Yang Liangcai looked at Jiang Jiuli with astonished and complicated eyes, raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his clothes, and said with an apologetic smile: "This, this fairy is really civil and military, courageous and resourceful."

Jiang Jiuli said modestly: "It's too much."

Zhang Kuang snorted coldly, crossed his slender legs, and said, "I advise you to think twice before you act, I'm afraid the whole house will be demolished if you let him come."

Jiang Jiuli said modestly again: "Much praise, I will try to blast only half of the beams."

——I'm not complimenting you!

Wang Wangyan looked at the two anti-Taoists with admiration, and Xia Zhitao couldn't bear to remind her that you have already entered Yashan, and you will be sent to the water prison for colluding with the anti-Taoists.

But having said that, Xia Zhitao herself hangs out with Zhang Kuang every day, and even devises a meticulous plan to join the Demon Sect, so she really has no right to talk about Wangyan.

A few people were chatting, and the lady of the Yang family who had been reluctant to show up for a long time finally came, she was really interesting, there was no maid beside her, she walked through the corridor alone, and she pushed her away without anyone notifying her door.

"I heard that Yashan has arrived?"

The girl in purple leaned against the door, folded her arms, raised her eyelids to glance into the hall, and said lazily, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

Her voice is clear and clear, and her pronunciation is clear and accurate. She does not have the soft accent of a mature woman, and she looks more like a green girl.

This is Mrs. Yang's family?

While everyone was still curious, Yang Liangcai stood up in surprise, stretched out his hand to help her, and said repeatedly: "Madam, you got up, are you feeling better?"

Liu Ling casually said "um", and pushed Yang Liangcai's hand away with a little disgust.

She raised her fingers and pushed a purple butterfly-like hairpin in Mo's hair, and said, "Last night was very noisy, and I only fell asleep in the middle of the night, very tired."

Compared with Yang Liangcai's respectful attitude, Liu Ling seemed much calmer. Although she also said hello respectfully, her voice was cold and indifferent, as if she didn't welcome a few people.

Ziyi is the most picky person, if the rendering is not good, it will either look old-fashioned or pretentious, and this girl Liu Ling naturally does not belong to the two.

The lavender gauze wraps around the shoulders, and layers of lilac clusters bloom like smoke, making the complexion even whiter, like a woman raised in a pile of gold and jade.

Although married and passed the four archways of filial piety, loyalty and forgiveness, Liu Ling still wears a girl's hair ornament, showing an arrogant and indulgent appearance.

She sat lazily on the wooden chair, put her fingers on her forehead, and looked at everyone in Yashan.

"Ma'am, these are the immortals from Yashan," Yang Liangcai explained to her, "The immortals have traveled a long way, Hui Ran is willing to come, and will definitely get rid of the troublesome evil spirits, and you can rest well."

Liu Ling gave a perfunctory "Mm", looked at the people in Yashan, suddenly bent the corners of her eyes, and a smile appeared on her lips: "Husband."

"...Although my concubine has her eyes closed and doesn't know much about the outside world, I heard that Yashan only sent two immortals this time."

Her voice was light and light, and she sneered casually: "Why did you see four adults here today?"

The word "Adult" bites extremely hard, extremely tough, like a slender wire wrapped around the neck, a strangle and twist can suddenly kill someone.

Seeing that Yang Liangcai's expression was stagnant, and his eyes were a little more inquiring and suspicious when he looked at the few people, Xia Zhitao thought about finding an excuse, and was about to explain, when a person behind him stood up.

It has to be said that Zhang Kuang's appearance is too deceptive, and when he stands there clean and upright, he looks more like a Yashan fairy than a Yashan fairy.

Seeing her standing up, Xia Zhitao smiled and temporarily hid what she wanted to say, then turned her head in leisure time, squinted at Zhang Kuang, she was a little curious, not knowing what the leader wanted to say.

I saw Zhang Kuang taking a step forward, folded his arms loosely, tilted his head slightly, and said in a very flat tone, unhurriedly:

"Buy one get one free."

With a calm expression, she said, "You guys got a big deal."

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