The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Zhang Kuang blinked subconsciously, his eyelashes were long and thin, like fluttering butterfly wings.

Xia Zhitao withdrew her hand and looked at her leisurely, without any expression on her face, waiting for her to reply.

Zhang Kuang suddenly felt a little guilty, raised his hand to touch the position she had just clicked on, and said weakly: "I'm not..."

"Really, you are not as old as Jinli," Xia Zhitao said quietly, "You still say you are not a child?"

Although Jin Li looked at her bluffing and idling away from work all day long, she was a fairy with the top qualifications in Yuwan Peak, who had been transformed into a koi carp for hundreds of years.

A certain koi fairy was trying to pry open the wine barrel to take a peek, when suddenly Xia Zhitao pointed it out, and when he heard it, he was dumbfounded: "Ah? Junior sister, are you kidding me?"

Jinli wasn't there for the incident in Liuzhou before, so he didn't hear Jiang Jiuli revealing Zhang Kuang's real age. He heard Wangyan repeating it, and then suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

"Hey, Yashan has always said that you are a demon cultivator of tens of thousands of years ago," Jin Li said with a smile, "I never expected that you are a little sister."

Zhang Kuang sneered: "Oh, do you want to die?"

Jiang Jiuli's "Crazy Girl" and "Crazy Girl" yelling made her lose face before, she was so angry that she just wanted to bombard the main city of Demon Realm, but this time Jinli dared to shout and shout, she got angry The son came up.

Seeing that Zhang Kuang was about to draw his sword and light a fire to roast the koi, Xia Zhitao hurriedly pulled her back, and said helplessly, "The cellar is dry, be careful of the fire, we'll talk about it when we go out."

Jin Li stuck out her tongue, walked aside with her head in her arms, pretending to be looking at the wine barrel carefully, and didn't dare to continue talking.

Zhang Kuang was dragged back, but this person didn't need to be dragged, as long as Xia Zhitao said a word, she would run over by herself.

The previous sentence "I caught it" was mostly meant as a joke. Although Xia Zhitao was a little angry when he first heard it, and felt dissatisfied that "my child didn't learn well and went to drink", but think about it carefully later...

No matter what she travels through is a novel, or a considerable and real parallel world, Zhang Kuang, as an independent individual, no matter from which point of view, she has no right to interfere with other people's choices.

Xia Zhitao sighed slightly in her heart, not intending to continue asking about this topic, but Zhang Kuang came over with small steps.

"Actually, I didn't drink alcohol."

Zhang Kuang explained in a low voice: "When I was in the Demon Forest, the master said that I can't sit in the same place and have the same expression all day long."

This person told me himself, but I did not force him to do so.Xia Zhitao hypnotized herself in her heart, dragged the leader to sit down, and asked: "And then?"

"Master is a wine lover. He dug out a pot of aged wine and handed me a cup to let me try it."

Zhang Kuang was extremely guilty, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he could hardly hear it recently: "Then I drank a little..."

Xia Zhitao asked, "A little bit?"

Zhang Kuang didn't dare to look at her, and said with a guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, I was choked up at first, but then I accidentally finished drinking the old man's big pot."

Sure enough, I still drank it!Moreover, according to her description, she drank more than a little bit, a whole big pot, probably because she was so drunk that she became dizzy and unconscious.

Xia Zhitao pounced on her face and pinched her cheeks. Zhang Kuang didn't dare to hide, her voice was slightly slurred, she said everything honestly: "There was a time ago, I... quite liked drinking."

"Well, I drank a lot of the old man's wine cellar. Afterwards, he was a little scared when he looked at it. He hid it all and didn't say anything to me."

Zhang Kuang said frankly: "A little later, Suomolou rescued Jiang Jiuli, and often went to the Demon Realm to grab his drink."

Xia Zhitao said: "What about after that?"

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, his brows and eyes drooped a little softly, his long eyelashes curled up a little, and he said softly, "I will quit after that."

Get drunk, wake up still bleak.

When drunk, it is like falling warm clouds, lively and jubilant, and when you wake up, your head hurts badly. Everything looks like a layer of fog, and when you touch it with your fingertips, the fog will shed tears.

"It's been a long time since I touched it," she assured in a low voice, "and I will never touch it again in the future."

Xia Zhitao stood up, pushed Zhang Kuang out, and said, "Let's go, this place is so boring, I won't stay here anymore."

She popularized science earnestly and earnestly: "Small drinks are good for you and your body, but drinking too much is not good. It's best not to exceed three glasses at a time, or it will hurt your health."

Zhang Kuang smiled and said, "Okay."

Since Zhang Kuang didn't want to stay longer in the wine cellar, the housekeeper took a few people out.

Yuan Rufei is really strange, she is said to be rich, but she is extremely stingy.With a whole box of gold bars and two kinds of treasures half forced several people to come in, but did not say what it was for.

Even after entering Yunzhu Palace, few people had never seen Yuan Rufei's shadow. They were led by the steward to walk around the palace and then around the courtyard, just like visiting a museum.

Jin Li's little red fish disappeared for a long time, and finally rushed out when the sky was getting dark, and swam unsteadily to Zhang Kuang's cheek, which shocked him greatly.

Zhang Kuang raised his hand to block it, the result was good, originally none of the Yashan trio was afraid of her, but now even the little red fish was not afraid of her, he came over very attentively and spat bubbles on her cheek.

It is simply tragic that the majestic leader of the demon sect has fallen to such a state.

"What's the matter with your spirit form?" Zhang Kuang said angrily, "I won't demolish Yunzhu Palace for the time being, but I never said that I won't roast your fish!"

Jin Li smiled and said: "It's okay, I've wanted to roast her for a long time, the leader is up to you, fry, boil, fry, fry, all kinds of things."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Zhang Kuang was very angry, she didn't want to talk, she flicked her black robe and strode away, the little red fish followed stealthily, not knowing what she wanted to do.

The little red fish was originally following behind Zhang Kuang, but suddenly swung its tail fins, swam up in front of him shaking its head, and rubbed its slender white fingertips.

Zhang Kuang frowned: "?"

The soft tail fin brushed between the knuckles, like a cluster of warm fireworks, after the little red fish vomited a string of bubbles, it swam away leisurely and disappeared around the corner.

Zhang Kuang glanced at the place where the little red fish disappeared, stopped in thought, and asked the steward, "Where is that?"

"It's really strange, that spirit fish seems to have human nature," the steward said in amazement, "Tomorrow is the Botisi Festival, over there is the place to prepare colorful flags and banners, if you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Wang Yan's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that there was a festival, and he leaned over eagerly, and asked curiously, "What festival is it?"

"The Botisi Festival is similar to the Shangyuan Festival of Lanterns," the steward explained with a smile while leading a few people, "It's just a different way."

Different from the beautiful mountains and clear waters in the Central Plains, densely populated, the northwest is vast and sparsely populated, and most of them are desert sandy ridges. Looking around, there is a vast expanse of yellow sand within ten thousand miles.

"According to the words of your Central Plains, this Botisi Festival can also be called a 'ghost festival', which is used to remember and pay homage to the dead. The tradition of the festival is to watch the night and wait for the spirit, and fly the lanterns."

When he said this, the steward suddenly paused, his voice was covered with a smile, and several small wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"But the little princess feels that the yellow sand and barren land is too lonely, and there is only one appearance after tossing and turning. It is very boring to watch."

"...On this tradition, I added one."

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A few people followed the steward and walked towards the back hall. All the original decorations in the back courtyard were removed to make an open space.

Dyeing vats of different colors are placed on the side of the courtyard, and women in colorful clothes are holding white silk, washing the dyed cloth carefully, and then drying it on wooden poles.

Stripes of dyed cloth hang in mid-air, sky blue, orange red, bright blue, and purple tang, stretched out vastly, crashing into the wind with thick ink and heavy colors, spreading a burst of extremely gorgeous and prosperous colors.

"Let's go for a stroll, everyone."

The steward smiled, "It's inconvenient for me to go in and disturb you. I will always wait here. If you have anything to ask, you can always ask."

The four of them walked into the cloth dyeing workshop, as if walking into the haze of sunset, surrounded by overflowing colors, warm and hot.

"Are you looking at the faces, are you the honored guests of the princess?" The woman in the emerald green tulle looked at them a few times, then walked over with a smile, "Are you here to choose the color?"

Xia Zhitao asked, "Choose a color?"

"Yes, everyone has to choose a ribbon for the Botisi Festival," the woman enthusiastically pulled her over, "Come, come, I'll show you around."

Xia Zhitao was inexplicably very popular. She was surrounded by several women. While helping to wring the dyed silk cloth dry, she listened to them talking about the ancient and mysterious beliefs in the desert.

According to the legends of the Western Regions, the moon was originally hanging high in the sky, but it was cut off by an immortal for no reason, and fell into the vast desert. Because of resentment, it turned into a ferocious beast, deliberately leading the caravan to the depths of the desert.

If one goes out of the city in the middle of the night and walks in the dark desert for a long time, it is possible to see light spots staggering along the very distant veins of sandy ridges.

...that is the soul lost in the desert, unable to find the way home.

Therefore, on the day of Botisi, the streets will be decorated with lights and rainbows, and the streets will be lively and lively all day long, and in the evening, tens of thousands of sky lanterns will be lit and released in the city.

The lights are brightly lit all night, illuminating the night sky, and the souls lost in the desert will follow the overflowing lights to find their way home.

"Girls, you all look like the Immortal on Yashan in that painting book," the woman smiled as she looked at her elegant appearance in white clothes, "Listening to this story, I'm afraid you think it's funny and ridiculous."

Xia Zhitao shook her head: "No."

The lives of those who practice Taoism are long and long, and the joys and sorrows of the mortal world fall into the eyes, but life is like a dream, and they are all mayflies.

But Xia Zhitao is different. Even though she has been in the book for more than ten years, even though she has worshiped Yashan for a long time, her thoughts and concepts are still a mortal in her bones.

Xia Zhitao reached out to pick up the dyed cloth in the vat, and the paint covered her five fingers, but she didn't care, she smiled and said to the women: "If you are a stranger, can you also light the lamp?"

"There is no such thing as a foreign country," the woman said, "as long as you come to Yunji, no matter whether you are a fairy or a mortal, you are welcome."

Xia Zhitao helped for a while, and then picked and picked among the many colors, carefully selected for a while, and finally chose Dao Ming's fiery red.

She put away the silk ribbon carefully, then turned to the women and asked, "Can I bring a child over and help her choose a ribbon?"

The woman naturally responded with a smile, "Naturally, I wonder what color and style the child likes?"

Xia Zhitao smiled: "Then I have to ask her."

She stood up, went through layers of yarn dyeing, and pulled out Zhang Kuang, who had been hiding in a corner and had not made a sound until now.

Zhang Kuang was dressed in a pitch-black black robe, which stood out a little among the various dyed cloths. She stood behind a piece of bright red gauze, brushed her fingers lightly over the surface, and quickly retracted it.

Her expression was indifferent, her black pupils were darkened, and she stood there quietly, showing a sense of alienation that should not be entered by strangers.

Xia Zhitao quietly approached her, trying to scare her, but the opponent's strength had already recovered, and his cultivation level was not a little bit higher than hers, so he had already noticed the person leaning behind him.

As soon as Xia Zhitao took two steps closer, Zhang Kuang turned his head and looked at her through the dyed gauze.

The red gauze was blown up by the wind, the side sleeves were wrapped around the shoulders, and the long ink-like hair was covered in clusters.

Her face was half hidden, and her lips were stained crimson.

Suddenly, it looked like a girl waiting quietly on the couch with her face covered by bright red silk.

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The red gauze blocked his sight, Zhang Kuang raised his hand to caress the gauze curtain, took a few steps towards Xia Zhitao, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xia Zhitao's plan failed, she withdrew her hand, pretending to be disappointed and said, "I'm holding my breath and walking on tiptoe, can you even notice it?"

Zhang Kuang's indifferent expression faded a bit, she folded her arms, with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "How about I turn my head around and pretend I didn't notice?"

"Forget it, I originally wanted to sneak up and scare you from behind," Xia Zhitao said calmly, "but since you've found out, it's meaningless."

She jokingly said: "When I go back and practice more, the realm surpasses you, and then I will secretly scare you from behind."

Having said that, he is the biggest BOSS in the whole book, and the strength confirmed by the seal is number one. Xia Zhitao might not be able to catch up even after tens of thousands of years of practice.

Zhang Kuang did not refute, and replied seriously: "Okay."

Seeing that Zhang Kuang was alone in the corner and didn't know what to do, Xia Zhitao briefly talked about the sky lantern tradition, then dragged Zhang Kuang over, and waved to several cloth-dying women from a distance.

Xia Zhitao said before, "Help a child choose", and those women took it for granted that Xia Zhitao would bring back a cute little child.

Who would have thought that Xia Zhitao went out for a walk, and dragged back a tall and slender woman in black clothes and long hair lingering in the cold.

Seeing Zhang Kuang's alienated, indifferent, sharp-edged appearance, everyone in the Dyeing Institute looked at each other and couldn't help falling into silence.

Is it because Xia Zhitao's eyes are not very good, or their eyes are not very good, this black-clothed woman with a straight face and a silent face is not easy to mess with...

How did you become a "kid"?

Little friend Zhang was dragged by Xia Zhitao, and she squatted down obediently. She looked at the colorful and various ribbons, and seemed to be hesitant.

She looked at it carefully for a long time, and Xia Zhitao brought her another pile, put them all in front of her, and said, "Come here, pick one."

Zhang Kuang was silent for a while, and said, "Is there black?"

The cloth dyeing woman: "..."

What's the matter with this person, the Botisi Festival breaks the long night with lights and colors, but she is lucky, she came up to ask for a black belt, which melts into the blackness of the night, not to mention bringing the soul back, and even people can't see it.

The woman in emerald green gauze just now shook her head, resting her chin with her five fingers, she said helplessly, "Girl, there are all kinds of colors here, why do you choose black?"

Zhang Kuang was caught in a struggle, looking at the pile of colorful ribbons with a bit of pain and hatred, but couldn't choose one he liked.

Jin Li and Wang Yan ran off to play, disappeared together for a while, and then came back from two different directions, north and south.Wang Yan chose a bright apricot yellow, and Jin Li——

There were at least ten ribbons tied in her hair, five or six ribbons were wrapped around her wrists, and dozens of ribbons were greedily stuffed into her clothes.When the whole person walked over, it was as if colorful flags were fluttering, extremely arrogant.

Wang Yan was surprised and said: "Sister Jinli, why do you have so many ribbons?"

Jin Li was triumphant: "I just looked at it for a while, and I saw that they were all cute, and I liked all of them, so I took them all."

Xia Zhitao commented: "Greed is not enough for snakes to swallow elephants."

Jinli didn't realize it at all, hummed a little song, swayed around twice complacently, and said casually: "Sister, cough, where is the leader, what color did you choose?"

Zhang Kuang said depressedly, "I don't know."

"She wanted to choose black before, and she struggled for a long time," Xia Zhitao said helplessly, "I haven't chosen it yet."

Jin Li grinned and said, "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, pick one at random, or like me, take all of them and you won't be entangled."

Xia Zhitao looked at the colorful ribbons fluttering on her body, and then imagined the appearance of the leader tying up the colorful ribbons... He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and said firmly: "No!"

Jin Li stuck out her tongue, wondering where Xia Zhitao was thinking, and said, "The leader chooses it himself, if it's really impossible, just pick one."

The little red fish also swam over, shamelessly rubbing against Zhang Kuang's fingertips, spitting bubbles.

Zhang Kuang hesitated for a while, and finally gently pulled out an extremely light ivory moon white from various colors, and said softly: "This one."

She casually wrapped the leucorrhea a few times, and held it loosely in her hand, wrapped around her thin white knuckles like a bandage.

"Okay." Seeing that the three people were all looking at him curiously, Zhang Kuang explained with some helplessness, "...if this color is tied to a sky lantern, it will be easier to see."

It's really a simple reason, Xia Zhitao looked at Zhang Kuang twice, always feeling that this man is still hiding something, with a preoccupied appearance.

After making a fuss about choosing the ribbons, the four of them went back together to find the steward who was waiting in the corridor, and the old steward saw Jin Li's colorful appearance floating towards him, and his complexion froze involuntarily.

Jin Li didn't notice any difference, and smiled at the steward, confusing everyone.

But the steward was worthy of being an old man in the palace, with full concentration, his expression quickly recovered, and he said with a smile: "Since everyone is interested in the Botisi Festival in the Western Region, why not choose the sky lantern as well?"

Different from the variety and variety of ribbons, sky lanterns are mostly simple and single. They are just hollow lanterns made of oiled paper and bamboo sticks. A small red candle is placed inside, which will slowly rise into the sky when lit.

If the sky lantern continues to rise and go away after the red candle in the lantern is extinguished, it means that the lost soul is carried on the way across the barren desert and heading for the boundless return.

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It was getting dark earlier in the Western Regions, and when a few people led the lamps and walked back, the outside was already dark with crow dust, only the sun was sinking in the sky, pressing down the flames.

Jin Li once again displayed her creed of "If you don't cheat, don't say anything, you will cheat to the end". Everyone chooses a lantern. She talks about it, and she uses the reason that there is a pool of koi in the house and the sisters also want to put the lanterns. Take a dozen lanterns.

She was beaming, stuffed the lanterns into the storage ring with satisfaction, and explained plausibly to several people: "Master, I will help you vent your anger! If you cheat her with twenty ribbons and a dozen lanterns, we will not lose!"

Insolent and indifferent: "Oh."

Although this lantern ribbon looks novel and interesting, and the workmanship is exquisite, the raw materials are very common and not expensive.

Even Wang Yan complained: "Sister Jinli, if you dig out an emerald from the wall next to it, you can buy hundreds of paper lanterns."

Jinli Maosai suddenly realized, and said: "What you said makes sense!"

She quickly took out a shovel, and said happily: "Tonight I will smear out and dig out all the emeralds and ambers on her entire wall! There is also an idiom, what is it called-"Cutting the wall to steal Light?"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

I don't know which peak master is giving the literature lecture on Yuwan Peak. If she hears Jin Li using idioms indiscriminately, she might be so angry that the coffin will be lifted up.

Jin Li planned her grand plan to get rich, and ran away excitedly with the shovel on her shoulders, the little red fish reluctantly cast a few glances at Zhang Kuang, and followed Jin Li wagging her tail.

One person and one fish slipped away very fast, Wang Yan felt itchy to watch, and hurriedly said: "Sister Jinli wait for me! I will dig with you!"

She also ran away, and at the end there were only two people left in the corridor, Xia Zhitao and Zhang Kuang.

Xia Zhitao looked at the figures of the two people who were gradually going away, raised her hand and rubbed her brows, and sighed helplessly, when she was about to go back to the room, someone stopped her in a low voice:

"... Zhitao."

Holding a white paper lantern in his hand, Zhang Kuang stood there obediently, his eyes were extremely dark, so clear that he could see to the end at a glance.

"This...this sky lantern, how should I put it up?" She asked in a low voice, "Tie the ribbon first, or put the red candle first?"

Xia Zhitao smiled, seeing Zhang Kuang's expression indifferent and silent before, she thought she was not very interested in this festival, but now it seems that no one has told her about it, and she herself is too embarrassed to ask.

"—Come, I will teach you."

Xia Zhitao pulled her over and explained the procedures and customs of the festival in detail. Seeing that Zhang Kuang was listening seriously, she frowned and said, "By the way, I heard an interesting legend before, do you want to hear it?"

Zhang Kuang nodded.

Xia Zhitao recounted it again, about the moon, the desert, travelers, sky lanterns, and lost souls, and said softly, "Legends from the Western Regions... Or are the stories in this mortal world interesting?"

"If it were you, would you believe it?"

As the sky gradually dimmed, Xia Zhitao raised his hand and picked off a beam of sunset light with his fingertips: "I believe that the soul can follow the light and find its way home."

She didn't know why, but she asked this question herself, maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was unintentional, or maybe it was the loneliness of being in a foreign land that caused trouble, so she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The evening light spilled into the corridor little by little, and the ground was covered in orange.Zhang Kuang lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes were blurred by the light, and nodded very lightly.

Xia Zhitao smiled: "I thought you would find this story boring, after all, for a cultivator, the mortal legend is too far away and somewhat unrealistic."

Mo hair fell down in strands, blocking some of his face, Zhang Kuang paused, and said softly: "Although I look like a human, a ghost, but..."

"I was once a mortal."

The author has something to say: [The author who holds the orange cat house]

The Uzbek word "Quyoshbotishi" means "sunset", and "Botisi" in the text is used as "botishi" which means "sinking" and "conquering".

but! ! !I checked for a long time and found more than a dozen different versions, but I couldn't confirm the correct translation and pronunciation, so don't get entangled, just take a look at it.