The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

"When did I say I was going?"

Xia Zhitao laughed, stretched out her hand to pinch her cheek, and said, "Don't worry about the future, and don't think too much, senior sister has her own plans in mind."

Zhang Lannuo nodded, picked up the wooden sword that had been dropped on the ground and put it away, and stood aside without saying a word.

Xia Zhitao pulled out the shopkeeper who had hid under the table, so to speak, comforted him, and gave the other party enough money to repair the shop, so that he could let things go.

Liu Ling sat on the white stone bridge pillar with her legs crossed, tapped the sleeve arrow on her wrist with her fingers, and said with a smile: "I always say that disciples of Yashan are delicate and weak, but you are quite good at fighting."

Without saying a word, Zhang Lan rolled up her sleeves with a small broken wooden sword and was about to rush over, but was finally pulled back by Xia Zhitao's arm.

"Little radish, hold on tight," Jin Li laughed at her from the sidelines, "Young Master Liu is so much higher than you, how can you beat this?"

Zhang Lan bit her lip angrily, and muttered softly: "So what, I won't smash her mace, I will write my name upside down."

Liu Ling sneered and said, "We'll wait and see."

Xia Zhitao sighed silently, and thought to herself, Young Master Liu, you may really have to think about what the little guy said.

Otherwise, if you go back to Qianren mace a few days later, I'm afraid that all ten Hades will cry bitterly, and even several halls will be razed to the ground, and all the magic plants will be pulled out, and there will be nowhere to cry.

Xia Zhitao pushed down a certain restless child, and discussed with Liu Ling: "Young Master Liu, regarding the matter of sword casting, do you have a plan for the Qianren mace?"

Although Liu Ling explained before that she came here for madness, the matter of Forging Sword Villa involved the Righteous Path Alliance after all, and it was very difficult for Qian Ren Mae to stay out of the matter and sit idly by.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two are not confronting each other on the bright side, Xia Zhitao wants to test the other party's tone a little bit, so that she can plan her own strategy.

"I'm not interested in making swords," Liu Ling said straightforwardly, "As long as we find Zhang Kuang, we'll leave here immediately."

Zhang Lan obediently sat beside Xia Zhitao, glanced at Liu Ling coolly, thinking about something in her heart, but said nothing on her face.

"Having said that, it's really a mess when you're on the right path."

Liu Ling flicked the blade, her voice was quite casual: "First, Bai Hetang bound himself in a cocoon, and the whole sect was destroyed in the phantom array, and now half of the four masters who made swords have died—"

She laughed and said, "I'm afraid there will be some news about the destruction of Hanshui Valley and the destruction of Yashan's family before tomorrow. I really have to buy a bunch of firecrackers and set them off to celebrate."

Zhang Lan didn't listen very carefully at first, she was all thinking about how to beat Liu Ling up, but one of the other's words fell into her ears, and it sounded strange for no reason:

"Wait, did you say something wrong?"

Zhang Lan wondered, "There are five owners in Zhujian Villa, so there should be three left."

Liu Ling corrected and said: "There have always been four swordsmith masters, where did the five come from?"

Xia Zhitao had a hunch that something was wrong. Whether it was the news about Master Yashan or Qianren Mae Liu Ling, Zhujian Villa only had four owners.

She hurriedly asked: "Lanlan, can you explain in more detail?"

Zhang Lan didn't hide anything, and whispered: "When I was young, someone told me something about the five swordsmiths."

Although the man just combined the interesting stories of Zhujian Villa and told her it as a bedtime story, Zhang Lan remembered very clearly——

"Whether it's sword casting or other weapons, it can be roughly divided into five steps, which is the division of the sword casting villa."

Zhang Lan went over one by one: "Formmaking, metallurgy, smelting, casting, and repairing, there are five steps in total."

If you compare it with Yashan's description, you will find that Zhang Lan has one more step.

- Modeling.

A crucial step in the process of forging weapons, but deliberately omitted, a sword-making master who was forgotten by everyone, as if it had never existed.

Liu Ling stood up abruptly, stopped the spinning blade in her hand, and smiled brightly: "You little guy is quite powerful."

"At first, I thought that it was just two people who died in the extremely boring villa," Liu Ling said brightly, "I didn't expect that there were some pickles hidden behind it. It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Xia Zhitao said calmly: "When the head master explained this matter, he only mentioned metallurgy, smelting, casting, and repairing, but deliberately ignored the most fundamental and basic step of 'modeling'."

Liu Ling folded her legs, using the point of the knife to provoke sporadic coldness: "Since this crucial step is missing, why don't you tie up the remaining two villa owners and ask?"

Yashan guarded the two villa owners tightly, even if Liu Ling had great abilities, it would be difficult for them to be tied up alive.

"Yashan sent three peak masters," Xia Zhitao said softly, "This way won't work."

She intentionally ambiguous her words, and did not clearly point out the identity of the peak master, but Liu Ling listened casually, with a very disapproving expression.

"You don't have to hide it, who doesn't know that Hu Wenchen has come out," Liu Ling sneered, "By the way, Shuijing and Heyuwan peaks also came, your sect masters are really costing money."

She jumped off the pier, stepped on the green brick ground, and plunged the blade of the knife into the sleeve arrow, with a rare serious expression on her face.

"Since Zhu Jian can hide all the eyeliner of Qian Ren's mace, there will be no one who knows." Liu Ling raised her finger and pointed at Zhang Lan, "You have to be careful, don't be wiped on the neck by someone."

Zhang Lan said perfunctorily, "Oh."

Not to mention Zhujian Villa, how many people in this world regard her as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh, wishing to get rid of it quickly, there is no difference between one more and one less.

Right now, the matter of casting swords is very important, Zhang Lan thought for a moment, and said: "The person who told me the story has long passed away, so I can only look for other people who know."

Liu Ling crossed her arms and leaned against the tree: "Jianjian Villa can even hide my mace, how many people do you think will survive?"

She sighed very lightly: "I'm afraid they were all thrown into the Xijiang River, smashed into pieces and caught in the belly of the fish."

Zhang Lan thought about it seriously for a moment, as if thinking of something, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Senior Sister, do you want to try your luck?"

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Xia Zhitao thought that what Zhang Lan was talking about was a ring arena, an auction house or something like that, but the little guy turned left and right and led them to a teahouse.

There are people coming and going in the teahouse, the second floor is covered with a layer of light green gauze, and the plaque is printed in black ink in three elegant lowercase letters "Fu Lai Qing".

Xia Zhitao looked into her eyes, and always felt that it was no different from other teahouses, but Liu Ling sneered and said, "You want to ask Unknown Pavilion?"

Zhang Lan came over and explained to Xia Zhitao: "Senior sister, although this looks like an ordinary tea house, there is a mystery in it."

She raised her bandaged right hand, lit a white lantern hanging from the eaves of the teahouse, and whispered: "Look at that."

It was clearly noon, and the sun was shining brightly on the surface of the Xijiang Lake, but the lantern was lit with a red candle, and it still swayed in the wind, spreading a little blush.

"It's so bright and transparent in broad daylight, why do you need to light a lantern?" Jin Li asked curiously, "It's still such a small lantern."

Liu Ling said: "That's the sign of Unknown Pavilion."

Speaking of Ignorance Pavilion, the first thing Xia Zhitao thought of was the previous beauty ranking, which seemed to be held by Ignorance Pavilion, and because Zhang Kuang was ranked first, someone wrote it into the demolition list.

But the ranking list can only be regarded as a sideline business. In modern terms, I do not know the Pavilion is an organized and disciplined information exchange.

Whether it's as big as the taint of the imperial court's immortality, or as small as the trivial things of the neighbors, I don't know the pavilion.

As long as you have enough money, or some kind of equivalent information, you can buy the most secretive and darkest secrets in Zhizhi Pavilion.

"They are very strange," Zhang Lan explained. "If you see any strange behaviors such as lighting lamps during the day, holding umbrellas on sunny days, and cooking without rice, it is probably one of the affiliates of the Unknown Pavilion."

Jin Li was very puzzled, and whispered: "Don't the neighbors think they are fools?"

Zhang Lan said: "I also think they are idiots. No matter how the rankings are made, Zhang Kuang looks ashamed to be the first. I'm afraid they are blind and deaf and can't see."

Xia Zhitao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she didn't expect that after such a long time, the kid was still entangled in the rankings, even if he spoke ill of them in front of others, he wasn't afraid of being turned away.

Liu Ling led the way, and Zhang Lan cautiously stood in front of Xia Zhitao, carefully watching Liu Ling's every move.

But I have to say that I don't know that the stronghold of the pavilion is really very secretive, Xia Zhitao has already entered the teahouse, but he still doesn't see any tricks.

All kinds of tea guests sat at the table, surrounded by the scent of wood and the sound of water. What they were holding was an elegant picture scroll, without any appearance of information exchange.

Liu Ling didn't bother to explain anything, she stood indifferently in the lobby, but after a while, a servant dressed as a junior stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Young Master Liu."

"Take it to the building," Liu Ling said lazily, "By the way, these people behind me will follow me."

Xiaoer bowed to Xia Zhitao and the others again, and said, "Young Master Liu, the three Yashan disciples, please come with me."

Xia Zhitao was a little surprised, I don't know how powerful the pavilion really is, this man looked like an ordinary servant, but he directly recognized the identities of the four of them, and he was not even surprised at their strange combination of Qianren mace and Yashan, as if he knew it already How many people want to come is normal.

"I heard that you don't know the pavilion. There are hundreds of steps from top to bottom." He was walking well ahead, and Jin Li insisted on harassing her, "Brother, what level are you on?"

The servant's expression was very complicated, he wanted to hit someone very much, but he had to pretend to be calm, and said: "The koi fairy is joking, the villain is just a grassroots person, and it really doesn't matter here."

Jin Li was surprised and said: "You can still see me, it's amazing!"

Zhang Lan didn't know how to figure it out, so she followed suit and asked curiously, "What about me? Can you tell?"

Xia Zhitao sighed inwardly, the leader is really not afraid of losing his vest, he dared to ask such a question in this so-called "omniscient" Pavilion.

With a stiff smile on his face, the servant slowed down a little and glanced at Zhang Lan, before he was suddenly stunned.

"The villain can't see it. If you don't know the junior and high-ranking elders in the pavilion, you may be able to know." The servant hesitated, "Boldly guess, you should also be a fairy body... a single wood spirit root?"

Zhang Lan was a little proud, her amber-like eyes were bent, and she said, "I guessed wrong, both of them are wrong."

Xia Zhitao walked a little behind her, and couldn't laugh or cry when she heard Zhang Lan's words, she felt lucky that she didn't find out, if she was called out in public, then it would be fine.

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The four were led by slaves, walked down from the dark compartment of the teahouse, walked along a long and deep corridor for a while, and came to a bright and bright space living underground.

The cave was dug into a cone shape, and the surrounding rock walls were filled with mahogany bookcases, which were filled with countless scrolls and scrolls, all tied with slender red strings.

The study building is divided into more than ten floors, and on the bluestone platform in the center, there are many people standing or sitting around, tall and short, fat and thin, with different costumes, and several prominent sects can be vaguely distinguished.

After the servant led a few people into the study building, he respectfully retreated to the side. A man in black with a thin brow greeted them and said, "I think you all came here for the purpose of making swords."

His voice is polite and polite, but his words and deeds are not humble, but he has the aura of a superior without anger. He should be one of the "elders in the pavilion" just mentioned by the servant.

Jin Li murmured softly: "There is always a feeling that you can't hide anything and you've been seen through. I don't like this place."

Xia Zhitao responded softly, looking at the man in black, she still felt a strange feeling in her heart.

For some reason, she always felt that the other person's eyebrows and eyes were extremely plain, a face that would be forgotten once she saw it, and was completely indistinguishable among the crowd.

"The matter of sword casting is divided into dozens of volumes, including history, past, and accidents," the man said softly, "It can be delivered together, or it can be divided into volumes."

Liu Ling said: "I don't need it."

She backed away a few steps, stood lazily aside, revealed the three people behind Yashan, and said, "Here, the news you want."

The man in black said: "It should be the first time for the three of you to come to the Unknown Pavilion. You can use the market currency here, but if you can provide any information, you can also use it as an exchange."

Xia Zhitao was thoughtful.

This trick is really ruthless. It is equivalent to the secret information they collected. You can either buy it with money or exchange it with the same secret.

In this way, in the end, I don't know what the Pavilion knows will only increase, and I don't know how many famous families have handles in my hands.

"All news about Zhu Jian." Xia Zhitao was still hesitating, but Zhang Lan asked frankly without hesitation, "How much?"

The man calmly said, "The ten volumes are worth [-] gold baht, and each of them has its own advantages and disadvantages."

Xia Zhitao watched helplessly. Zhang Lan, who was full of confidence at first, immediately faltered when he heard the horrific sky-high price. He shrank back slightly and whispered, "This is too high."

Jin Li also muttered: "It's terrible, it's better to grab it."

The man smiled, seeing Liu Ling standing aside, she didn't seem to want to intervene, so he said to Yashan and the others: "For the sake of your first visit, I'll send you a message."

"This price was raised by Zhujian Villa."

The man smiled gently, and said unhurriedly: "Zhujian Villa didn't want this to be known to others, so it bought it from Unknown Pavilion for more than [-] gold plants, so if you want to know, you have to find out A price higher than this gold plant."

——This is the rule of I do not know the pavilion.

The man in black clearly pointed out that Zhujian Villa has a concubine who doesn't want to publicize it, but it deliberately lures your appetite. If you really want to know the secrets hidden behind it, you have to pay a lot of money. Only money will do.

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The three of them naturally didn't have so much money, and they didn't have any big secrets that could be traded, so they were at a loss for what to do.

Seeing that the three of them were still in conflict, the man in black temporarily resigned and asked other 'guests', while Liu Ling flashed into the dark room in the study building, as if he had other information to exchange with Zhizhige.

"One hundred thousand golden plants can buy a city, right? There's nothing wrong with having so much money," Jin Li sighed, "Why spend all of it on a piece of bad news."

Xia Zhitao thought about it: "Forging Sword Villa is willing to pay such a price to keep the secret, it must be because they are afraid of being discovered by others, and it is very likely to be related to the 'missing steps' you mentioned, Lanlan."

Zhang Lan said with a sad face, "But I don't remember anything, and I don't have enough money with me. Do I have to go back to find Master?"

Jin Li shook her head like a rattle, and quickly waved her hands and said, "Master, if you know that I'm running around with my injured junior sister, I'm sure you'll have to plant a spirit plant."

Zhang Lan tore off the bandage wrapped around her five fingers, shook her fully recovered five fingers in front of Jin Li, and said, "It's just a small injury, it's better soon."

"No, it's all recovered—??"

Jin Li was shocked, and leaned over to grab her hand to watch, but Zhang Lan quickly avoided her.She dodged and hid behind Xia Zhitao, carefully picked her shoulders, and said vigilantly, "What are you doing?!"

Jin Li said: "We are all fairies, but last time I had a carp sister who was not very demonic, she barely recovered after lying down for three days, how did you recover so quickly, little junior sister?"

She was extremely curious, and begged: "We are both fairies, please show me."

Zhang Lan didn't change her face, and said nonsense, "I exercise every day, and I'm in good health."

Jin Li: "..."

Not to mention that you are a cultivator, exercising every day has nothing to do with the fairy body. Even if you have trained the fairy body for tens of thousands of years, you will still be afraid of the devil, and you can never change people.

Xia Zhitao tilted her head and glanced at the child behind her out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that the child looked serious, she carefully picked up some clothes on her shoulder with five fingers.

A few bandages were loosely wrapped around Zhang Lan's right hand, and the well-proportioned knuckles could be vaguely seen. The muscles and bones were waxy and white, and they were completely free of the terrible dryness and cracking when they first touched the magic energy.

The few people didn't struggle for a long time, but Liu Ling came out, she was full of energy, she moved in front of the three of them in a blink of an eye, and said anxiously: "You three see what happens, I'll go first."

Liu Ling looked like she had nothing to do before, but she went to the secret compartment to buy information, and she was anxious to leave as soon as she came out, not knowing what happened.

"Young Master Liu, where are you going?" Xia Zhitao asked, "Is there anything we can do to help?"

She just asked casually, thinking that Liu Ling would just ignore them and leave, but the other party actually stopped and said, "You guys stay here, or go back and make swords."

Liu Ling glanced around, lowered her voice a bit, and said, "I have found Zhang Kuang's position, if you don't want to die, don't follow."

Because Zhang Lan was lying behind her, Xia Zhitao could feel the other party tremble slightly, and her five fingers unconsciously gathered the clothes on her shoulders a little tighter.

She panicked: "What, what?!"

"I don't know the news from the pavilion. Although it is a bit more expensive, it is more reliable than my Qianren mace eyeliner," Liu Ling said casually.

She pulled up a black veil, blocked her appearance casually, and then quickly left the study building, leaving the three of them staring at each other.

Jin Li rubbed her hair and said, "I didn't expect Sister Zhang to be here. Master Xia, it's time for you to act..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Lan who was behind Xia Zhitao suddenly let out a soft "huh", her voice was a little sobbing, and she said wrongedly: "Senior sister."

She rewrapped the bandage that she had violently torn just now, leaned in front of Xia Zhitao, and whispered: "I, my hand suddenly hurts."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

What kind of embarrassing acting skills is this, Xia Zhitao almost couldn't hold back the laughter, but seeing how hard the leader is working so hard, he still tensed up.

"Why do you suddenly feel pain?" Xia Zhitao asked, "Has the wound opened?"

Zhang Lan nodded her head vigorously, and said eagerly, "I'll go out and find a pharmacy to have a look. Senior sisters, you should go back to Zhujian Villa as soon as possible."

Jin Li was inexplicable: "The wound hurts, and we can't leave you alone. The human world medicine hall can't cure the body of the fairy. The senior sister will take you back to the villa to find the master."

"—No need, really no need!"

Zhang Lan hurriedly explained, but the result became darker and darker, and she was very anxious, "I'm not in pain... no, I'm in pain, but I don't want the kind of pain from Master... Anyway, go back soon!"

Jin Li wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xia Zhitao.She raised her hand to rub Zhang Lan's long hair, and said, "Go quickly, see you in the villa."

Only then did Zhang Lan breathe out a sigh of relief, stood up and ran away quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Sister, what are you doing?" Jin Li was at a loss, "How can you let Xiao Luobo go alone?"

They were in a hurry to hide from Liu Ling. Although they didn't know how the leader did it, if Liu Ling knew something, it would definitely put Zhang Kuang at a disadvantage.

Xia Zhitao said calmly: "It's safer for her to be alone, let's follow Young Master Liu."

Jin Li suddenly realized, and said, "You deliberately dismissed Junior Sister, and that's why?"

Xia Zhitao smiled noncommittally, and didn't reply or deny it.

Anyway, they couldn't afford the information, and the two of them ignored the matter of Zhujian Villa for the time being, and hurried back to the street.

But the two of them came a little late, neither Liu Ling nor junior sister had disappeared.

While Jin Li was still regretting, Xia Zhitao quickly grabbed a passerby and asked politely and forcefully, "Where is the inn?"

Passers-by recognized the Yashan clothes of the two of them, so naturally they didn't dare to neglect them in the slightest. Not only did they point out the direction, but they had to personally lead them to the largest inn nearby.

Jin Li was very puzzled, but before she had time to ask Xia Zhitao, something happened not far ahead.

"--Be careful!"

Xia Zhitao violently pulled Jinli back, and right in front of them, a purple figure was entangled in black mist, and directly smashed into the shop viciously.

With a deafening bang of "Boom", the entire knife shop was instantly smashed down, and all kinds of knives were scattered all over the floor.

Amidst the dust, Liu Ling struggled to get up, wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, and said unwillingly, "What do you mean?!"

Not far away, a familiar figure stood far away.She was dressed in a thin dark black dress, with slender white fingers draped around her waist, and her figure was cut with a clear outline by the cold wind.

Seeing Liu Ling standing up in embarrassment, the corners of her eyes slightly bent a little, a faint smile spread out, and her voice was contemptuous: "Why, I don't like you."

"—Call back if you have the ability."

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