The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

……lights?

When it comes to the lights in this barren desert, the first thing Xia Zhitao thinks of is the guiding lights of the trade caravan.

But in this dark night where you can't see your fingers, and the strong wind blows people up and down, why is the caravan so courageous and dare to drive in the desert?

When Zhang Kuang said this, Xia Zhitao was a little curious and looked in the direction she pointed.However, he didn't know whether it was his poor eyesight or the wind had dazzled his eyes. Xia Zhitao looked at it carefully for a long time, but he could only see darkness.

At most, it's a bit lighter in the vicinity, darker in the distance, and the depth is unclear, and there is no light at all as Zhang Kuang said.

Xia Zhitao felt a little lost, turned her head to look at Zhang Kuang, and said calmly, "I can't see."

Zhang Kuang thought about it seriously for a moment, and suddenly moved his body closer.Xia Zhitao didn't expect this, and her expression froze.It seemed to be frozen once, not daring to move.

"Keep your head up a little bit."

Her voice was steady and light, like a whisper, and her warm breath poured into her ears, spreading a scorching heat, even her heart beat a little faster.

"Around that direction, a little to the right."

The black hair hangs down softly, resting on Xia Zhitao's shoulders, and the scent of flowers falls.Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand to support her wrist, and said softly, "This way."

Her fingertips were slightly cool, and when they lightly touched the veins of her wrist, the chill suddenly poured into the muscles and bones, and was hit by the scalding blood into sparks.

Zhang Kuang supported Xia Zhitao's wrist, and led her to point in a direction, then turned around and asked very seriously, "Did you see it now?"

Xia Zhitao was at a loss: "...W-what?"

When Zhang Kuang leaned over just now, she was completely distracted, her mind became a mess, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she had no time to care about the lights.

Zhang Kuang thought that Xia Zhitao couldn't see it, so he was a little disappointed and stood back to his original position, still a little unwilling to give up.

She pointed in the previous direction stubbornly, looked at the silent night, and muttered in a low voice: "There are indeed, but they turn on and off, and I feel a little dazed."

Xia Zhitao couldn't see it at all, but seeing Zhang Kuang's swearing appearance, he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Zhang Kuang was taken aback: "Huh?"

Xia Zhitao said earnestly: "The desert is not like the mountains in the Central Plains where there are layers of mountains and dense populations. Most of them are similar sand dunes and sand ridges, and there are no landmarks to find."

She paused for a moment, her expression solemn: "The desert of the Western Regions is uninhabited, and the sky is full of quicksand. Let alone late at night, even walking during the day is very dangerous, and it is easy to lose your way."

Xia Zhitao finished analyzing everything, comprehensive and well-founded, and Zhang Kuang foolishly listened for a long time, admiring her in her heart, but she didn't know how to express her admiration, so she just said dryly: "It makes sense."

Zhang Kuang whispered: "Since it's so dangerous, then this caravan is still walking late at night... Shall we go and have a look?"

Xia Zhitao said: "I think so too, instead of thinking about it here, it's better to go directly."

Zhang Kuang nodded slightly, and she took a few steps forward, her black boots stepped on the edge of the city wall, and the wind gushed into her black robe, like ink dripping into water, depicting mountains and rivers.

She stretched out her hand to Xia Zhitao: "Come."

Xia Zhitao reached out to catch Zhang Kuang's five fingers, and the other party took advantage of the situation to hug her tightly, the two of them interlocked their fingers, and even pulled their bodies closer together.

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Blossoms are pouring in, and in the dark night sky, it seems to be dotted with stars. If you step on it lightly, you will feel like falling into the clouds and being lifted up extremely gently.

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, with his five fingers resting on her waist with extreme restraint, strictly keeping a distance and not daring to go beyond the slightest bit.

The two rose into the sky, and it was the first time that Xia Zhitao didn't have to bother to fend off the sword after coming to Xuanhuan for so long.

Compared with her crookedness when she was holding a sword, Zhang Kuang was much more stable, Hao Tang's spiritual power rushed in, and the desert spread rapidly from her feet, but in an instant, the brightly lit Yunji City was left behind.

"I can't see it very clearly, but I can tell that it should be a candle lamp," Zhang Kuang said, "There are about a dozen lamps, and they are walking slowly along the sandy ridge."

About ten minutes later, Xia Zhitao finally vaguely saw the lights that Zhang Kuang mentioned in the dusty sky.

The candle was extremely weak, lit in the dark desert, skewed by the strong wind, dimly lit, flickering, as if it was about to be extinguished.

It is indeed a bit like a caravan's guiding lights, and the size of the group below is slightly larger than that of an ordinary trade caravan.

But this team was too reckless, with the wind howling in the middle of the night in the Western Regions, they dared to continue driving in the desert without fear of losing their way.

Xia Zhitao glanced back, Yunzhu Palace had turned into a tiny spot of light, dotted alone in the night, almost invisible.

... So, how did Zhang Kuang see the lights of this team at a glance in the dark night where he could not see his fingers, and was obstructed by many sandy ridges?

Xia Zhitao was filled with admiration, and she respected him deeply: "Little madman, you have really good eyesight. If you have a chance, you can go to the pilot test and fly a fighter jet for eighteen laps."

Zhang Kuang was taken aback: "Pilot...?"

Seeing her confused expression, Xia Zhitao tapped the tip of the other's nose and said, "I'll talk to you later, let's go down and have a look first."

Zhang Kuang said: "Okay."

They were not afraid of anything, and landed softly from the clouds, standing not far in front of the team.The thick petals spread out quietly, turning into stars and falling into the darkness, outlining two figures.

The leading convoy had never seen such a scene before, and couldn't help being stunned for a while, and the entire convoy also stopped.

Taking a closer look, several exquisitely crafted and decorated carriages have sunk into the gravel, and the candles lit on the front of the carriages are flickering, as if they are about to be obliterated by the wind.

"It doesn't look like a caravan," Xia Zhitao and Zhang Kuang whispered, "It's larger in scale, and there are no vehicles to transport the goods."

Zhang Kuang nodded seriously.

The two came from the clouds, surrounded by spiritual energy, with elegant eyebrows, and they were not ordinary people at a glance.Many people who looked like guards held their lamps, got off their horses, and approached the two of them.

Xia Zhitao looked at the gold and white brocade on their bodies, and the auspicious cloud emblem on the back of the robes, and always felt a sense of familiarity for no reason, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he still couldn't remember it.

The cold wind was bleak, and the attendant was struggling to walk in the yellow sand with the lamp. The woman who was standing behind was frightened for a moment, and hesitantly did not dare to approach.

Before Xia Zhitao could speak, Zhang Kuang nodded and said in a low voice, "Why don't you go over and tell them that I'll just wait here."

Xia Zhitao sighed silently in her heart, feeling that the child was too unconfident in herself, so she put her five fingers together lightly, and said with a smile, "Let's go together."

She led Zhang Kuang to the front of the crowd. The attendants held the lamps and looked at each other. They were a little afraid to approach, and finally an older looking guard took a step forward.

The elder guard bent down, bowed respectfully, and said to the two: "You two immortals, this is..."

Xia Zhitao nodded slightly to Zhang Kuang, walked forward unhurriedly, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to be too polite. We saw the lights of the motorcade in the distance, and we were suspicious, so we came over to check."

She asked: "Why do you travel in the middle of the night instead of looking for a place to rest for a while?"

The elder guard paused, sighed, and said, "Immortals don't know. We were supposed to go to the capital of the Western Regions according to the route, but we encountered a sandstorm on the way. The carriage carrying the supplies fell into quicksand, and the water bag we carried was cut by gravel."

A young guard nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Not only that, but our Sinan and the guide map also fell into the quicksand, and we can only barely distinguish the direction according to the position of the stars."

The few people must have not drank water for a long time, their words are slightly blurred, their voices are very hoarse, and they are almost breathing out of their throats.

"All the remaining water bags and dry food are not enough for us to survive for two days," the maid said, wiping her tears with her sleeve, "If we can't find our way tomorrow, we will..."

She didn't go on,

But everyone already knew it.

There is no food, no water, and when life and death are at stake, even if you know that traveling late at night is not a wise choice, you can only bite the bullet and move forward.

If you stay where you are, there is only one dead end, and even if it is extremely dangerous to drive late at night, there is still a chance of life.

Xia Zhitao briefly explained his purpose of coming to them, and said that he could help point the way.Everyone was surprised and happy, thanking the two immortals for their help.

The maid from before even wept with joy, while wiping her tears with her sleeve, she ran into the carriage behind her with small steps.

"It's not too far from Yunji," Zhang Kuang stood sideways, thinking, "Why don't you take them back by the way?"

Xia Zhitao's estimation of the location was not accurate, and coupled with the gloomy sky, it was difficult to tell how far Yunji was from here.

She asked: "If you drive at the normal speed of the convoy, how long will it take to get to Yunji?"

"Convoy," Zhang Kuang said, "If you don't sleep or rest on the road, it will probably take five or six hours."

Xia Zhitao just thought that five or six hours is not too long, just about half a day, and he can protect the convoy a little so that they don't have to risk their lives to travel in the middle of the night.

As a result, just as he said his thoughts, Zhang Kuangyouyou added: "Why bother protecting them."

She said confidently: "I'll just take them back. Even with people and a car, half a stick of incense will be there. You don't need to run around at all."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

These dozen or so carriages, with nearly half a hundred people, looked at Zhang Kuang with a leisurely and relaxed tone, as if what was being carried was not the entire convoy, but a light down feather.

Seeing that Xia Zhitao didn't speak, Zhang Kuang thought she didn't believe her, so Xiaobu came over and said firmly, "Don't talk about the convoy, I can just move Qiling here now."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

She was so worried that in the next second, a pile of majestic mountain peaks, pitch-black halls, and a mess of heavenly treasures would suddenly fall down in front of her, scaring the entire convoy out of their wits.

There are five or six hilltops in Qiling, and dozens of magnificent halls, who dare to say "move them all over" so calmly, I am afraid that Zhang Kuang is the only one in the world.

"No, you must not move Qiling," Xia Zhitao raised his hand and rubbed the brows, "I will discuss with the team later and see what they think."

Zhang Kuang said "Oh", and added a sentence still very worried: "If you have any needs, Zhitao, just tell me."

She explained in a low voice: "My spiritual power has really fully recovered. Although I am a little short of the peak, many things are not easy. You see, I just ran away from the demon forest and came back..."

Xia Zhitao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, reached out and tapped her soft cheek, and said, "Okay, I'll talk to you."

While the two were talking, a person slowly stepped down from the most beautifully decorated and relatively large carriage in the convoy.

Seeing that person come out, the attendants and maidservants who were discussing stopped their voices in an instant, waited respectfully aside, and bent slightly.

A woman was gently supported by a maid, and slowly got off the carriage.She was wearing a moon-white gauze dress, her long brown hair was carefully rolled up, her nose was high and her eyes were deep, she looked like a quaint beauty from the legends of the Western Regions.

Xia Zhitao looked at the woman, always felt that the woman looked familiar for some reason, and suddenly there was a "thump" in her heart.She suddenly understood where the strange feeling she had before came from.

"Which city's team are you from?" Xia Zhitao tried to calm down and asked softly, "And where are you going?"

The woman's complexion was slightly pale, but she couldn't hide her beautiful face. She first bowed slightly, and then pulled back a little veil with her fingers, revealing her light-colored pupils covered with bloodshot eyes.

She said: "I am the Queen of the Western Regions."

"Starting from Yunji, head to Zen Rain City."

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All the unreasonable things were explained, Xia Zhitao found a random reason and asked the team to wait for a while.

She hastily grabbed Zhang Kuang's wrist, and brought the leader behind a huge sandstone, her expression was a bit solemn.

Zhang Kuang was puzzled and asked, "Zhitao, what happened?"

Xia Zhitao calmed down her complex mind, glanced at the convoy not far away, and said solemnly: "I'm going to tell you something next, don't be afraid."

Zhang Kuang nodded, and muttered: "I am a majestic leader of the Demon Cult. If I say I want to go to the Yashan Mountain, I will go to the Yashan Mountain. I have always been the only one who is afraid of me. There is nothing that can scare me—"

Xia Zhitao: "This group of people are ghosts."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Xia Zhitao watched the child's face turn pale for a moment, looked at the convoy not far away in horror, then turned his head in panic, with a trembling voice: "What, what?"

"Zhang Kuang, listen to me calmly, don't be too panicky, and don't throw dozens of spiritual power attacks to hit people."

Xia Zhitao calmly said: "Yuan Rufei's mother, the Queen of the Western Regions, was lost in the desert during a trip 15 years ago, and there has been no news of her since."

She sighed very softly.

"Everyone in this team is dead," Xia Zhitao said, "He died 15 years ago."

Xia Zhitao had no way of knowing exactly what happened, but she could get a glimpse of their outlines from their state and encounters.

Fifteen years ago, the Queen's convoy set off from Yunji City, originally planning to go to Zenyu City, the capital of the Western Regions, but unexpectedly encountered a sandstorm on the way.

The vehicle was trapped in quicksand, all the water bags were ruptured, the road map was missing, and the remaining supplies were not enough to survive two days.

Therefore, under almost desperate circumstances, the convoy can only choose to travel late at night.

But whether it's a queen or an unknown traveler, this barren desert treats everyone equally, so why have they ever shown mercy to anyone?

They may be submerged by quicksand, swallowed by wild animals, or lost in the depths of the desert after losing their direction.It is also possible to die in despair in the sky and yellow sand after exhausting all supplies.

... never came back.

Just like the legends of the Western Regions, if you walk in the desert for a long time in the middle of the night, you can see faltering lights in the extremely distant mountains.

Those are the souls who have lost their direction in the desert, are at a loss, and walk tirelessly.

Zhang Kuang clasped his fingers a little uneasily, leaned towards Xia Zhitao, and whispered, "Then what should I do?"

If it was a living person, it would be easy. Zhang Kuang could bring the whole team back to Yunji City without any effort.

However, they are all dead.

No matter how powerful Zhang Kuang is, no matter how powerful he is, he can't interfere with the activities and states of the dead souls. Even if he throws hundreds of spiritual power strikes at them, he probably won't be able to touch them in the slightest.

The two were at a loss, Xia Zhitao thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "In the legends of the Western Regions, the souls of the dead will follow the overflowing lights and find their way back in the desert."

She raised her head slightly, her eyes fell on the pitch-black night, there was not a single star in the sky, and the crescent moon looked extraordinarily lonely.

"I couldn't see the sky lanterns all over the city before, and it must have been swept away by the wind," Xia Zhitao whispered, "If we want to lead the soul back, we may have to think of other ways."

She was still thinking about it, but Zhang Kuang suddenly thought of something, she blinked her eyes, and said softly:

"...a sky lantern?"

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Xia Zhitao turned her head to look at her, and said, "What did you think of?"

"I have an idea," Zhang Kuang stood up, she raised her hand to gather the black robe, and said softly, "Zhitao, wait a moment."

Zhang Kuang left as soon as she said she wanted, simply and neatly, after she left a few petals for Xia Zhitao, her figure immediately dissipated in the bitter cold wind.

Xia Zhitao didn't know what the kid was up to, she just hoped that she wouldn't be impulsive and just move her own Qiling here...

Zhang Kuang said that she would be back soon, Xia Zhitao came out from the gravel, saw that the team was still waiting in place, and walked over.

Yuan Rufei was somewhat similar to her mother's empress, but she was a little more youthful and childish, without the grace and elegance of an empress.

Trapped in the desert for many days, the corners of the queen's lips were slightly chapped, and her brows were covered with tiredness, but her voice was still gentle: "I have been walking in the desert for many days, thinking that the road is dead—"

She paused for a moment, then said in relief: "I am truly lucky to have met two benevolent immortals."

Xia Zhitao didn't know how to answer, so she could only whisper a few words to the queen, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

The queen was lucky to meet them, thinking that the convoy could finally get out of the desert.But in fact, the two came too late, a full 15 years late.

"...Quick, look over there!"

Xia Zhitao was sitting with the queen when an attendant suddenly spoke. He pointed to the distance excitedly and shouted: "It's a lamp!"

She looked up sharply.

The originally pitch-black sky was dotted with countless bright spots of light at this moment.

Tens of thousands, countless sky lanterns rise, candlelight lights up the night, one after another, layer upon layer, converging into a flowing and warm golden river.

The queen stood up in disbelief, and the maid wanted to help her, but she still stepped off the carriage, staggering, with a slightly unsteady gait, and raised her hand to catch a sky lantern floating in front of her.

Like a child, the lamp stayed in his hand obediently, and the candle in it was burning thinly, as if whispering to her.

The queen lowered her head, picked up the moon-white ribbon tied under the lamp with five fingers, and suddenly froze.

Tears splashed down on the ribbon, and a tiny pistil burst open. The queen was clearly smiling, but tears could not stop streaming from the corners of her eyes.

A small "Fei" character is embroidered on the corner of the ribbon, which is crooked and immature, but with a lot of thought.

Holding the lantern in her hands, the queen raised her head slightly, and through her teary eyes, she saw one, two, three... plus the one she held in her hand, a total of fifteen sky lanterns fell beside her,

Fifteen identical sky lanterns, identical ribbons, but the embroidered "Fei" character gradually became clear, no longer crooked at the beginning, revealing the edge of a young man.

Xia Zhitao stood quietly at the side, watching the queen quietly holding the sky lantern, seemed to understand something, and didn't speak for a long time.

She suddenly felt a little sad.

Xia Zhitao didn't know why, but she just felt a little sad for no reason.It's like when I was a child, I felt that the whole Tianhe was my own, but when I grew up, I realized that I didn't even own a single star, but it was just a small point in the vast sea of ​​people.

"... Zhitao?"

She heard someone calling her, turned her head, and saw Zhang Kuang standing in the light, his figure was blurred by the light, smiling at her: "Look, I brought all the sky lanterns here."

Xia Zhitao rushed forward, wrapped her hands around Zhang Kuang's waist, and hugged her in her arms.

Zhang Kuang came back excitedly with a bunch of sky lanterns, originally wanted to show off to Xia Zhitao happily, but was suddenly hugged by her.

She froze for a moment, her hands stuck in the air, not knowing how to put them down, she stammered, "Zhi, Zhitao?"

"Yes, got it."

Xia Zhitao hugged her, leaned her head on her shoulder, lowered her voice as if she was sobbing, "I saw it."

Zhang Kuang stretched out his arms to hug her, his movements were extremely light and gentle, and he patted her on the back in a comforting manner, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Xia Zhitao took a deep breath, straightened up, raised her hand to rub the corners of her red eyes, and smiled: "It's okay."

She figured it out.

The person she likes is very stupid and obedient, dumbfounded and unable to speak, his heart and eyes are all about himself, very powerful and powerful, but also very fragile.

She can't let go of her family in modern times, and she can't let go of the people in front of her, if there is really any way, if it can be done——

She wants to take her away.

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Since she was able to travel here, there must be a way to travel back. If possible, she wanted to take Zhang Kuang away.

In the ending of the original novel, Zhang Kuang was exhausted and killed by the righteous way. She has been trying her best to avoid and escape this ending, but she never thought about whether she might bring him to her own world if things have already been established and cannot be changed.

Although Xia Zhitao has thought a lot, there are very few things she can do now.Xuanhuan does not have modern rules and regulations, so she has to be careful not to be killed by a single knife before she returns to modern times.

The sky lanterns converge into a line, coming from the sky like a river of light, leading to a very distant city.

Zhang Kuang turned his head slightly, picked up a petal in the wind with his thin white fingers, and said softly:

"...Let's go."

The convoy moved on again, following the overflowing and rushing lights, passing through the cold and soft gravel, and driving through the barren desert.

Zhang Kuang walked a little ahead, with slender petals scattered all around, and the sky lantern seemed to be guided, quietly following her not far behind, lighting up the night for the convoy.

I don't know how long I walked, how long I walked, the sandy ridge receded layer by layer, revealing a city hidden behind it.

The lights in the city are bright, in the entire desert, it is like an eternal lamp that does not go out day and night.

There was a group of people waiting in front of the city, and one of the women stood at the front of the crowd, wearing a navy blue veil and holding a swaying lantern in her hand.

Dawn was breaking, and the cold wind in the desert had dropped a bit. Yuan Rufei was about to take the crowd back to the city, but a group of figures appeared vaguely on the sandy ridge.

Before the steward could react, the little princess beside him had already rushed out, stepping on the soft yellow sand with the soles of his boots, hugging an almost transparent silhouette that seemed to be condensed by moonlight.

The Queen stretched out her hand to cover her cheek.

With thousands of stars embracing in her arms, Yuan Rufei raised her head, with faint lights scattered between her arms, rising to the sky sporadically.

The sun rises and the clouds and mists disperse.

Together with the thousands of sky lanterns, the moonlight turns into a sky full of flames rising from the sky.

Yuan Rufei knelt on the sand in a daze. She raised her head to look at the scorching sun, and heard a very soft and soft voice calling her nickname by her ear:

"A Fei."

The author has something to say: Zhang Kuang: I helped attract thousands of sky lanterns today, and Zhitao hugged me, so happy.

【Special guest】

Small Theater: In the first few chapters, the author forgot about me because of his obsession with fishing. I didn’t expect everyone to remember me. I’m really touched. Even if this high-risk job is always at risk of being demolished by a leader surnamed Zhang, I will still work diligently Shed--

Zhang Kuang: It will be demolished for the third time today.