The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

Before Xia Zhitao could react, there was no one beside her.Zhang Kuang rolled up his sleeves, tapped his black boots, and rushed over in an instant.

She just happened to be a little depressed, and right now she just had a big talk, and she really dozed off and gave her a pillow, so she could beat her up to vent her anger.

"Salted and talented, overestimate one's abilities!"

The big man sneered, picked up the bitter sword beside him, waved it around in the palm of his hand, and roared: "Is it true that this ghost city, Baigu Bridge, can be entered at will?"

Saying that, the big knife had a cold light, whistling and piercing through the overflowing incense ash, and slashed towards Zhang Kuang's face.

Zhang Kuang met him head-on without leaning to one side, but at the moment when the big knife was about to fall between his brows and eyes, he turned his body slightly.

Ku'e's broadsword slashed into the ground, creating a deep crack.Zhang Kuang stepped on the sharp white blade, and went straight up along the handle.

The black boot touched several pale skulls wrapped around the handle of the knife, and she suddenly flew into the air, and while the big man was still struggling to pull out the blade, she threw a huge spiritual blade with her backhand.

"Boom—"

With a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, the spirit blade hit the big man's chest, and pushed him back violently.

He was already huge, but he was unsteady when he staggered back, stepped on the edge of the river embankment with his bare feet, and fell into the long dark river with a "plop".

The blood-red river surged silently, and countless neighing souls stretched out their bones, wrapped the whole body of the big man in it, and rolled them into his belly tenderly.

But in an instant, the body of the big man was no longer visible, and the river surface returned to its usual dead silence, with a trace or two of fishy smell faintly gushing out.

"Fall, fell?"

Zhang Kuang was stunned: "Hey, this yin and yang divide, the bridge guards in the majestic ghost city, why can't they fight?!"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Anyway, he was also a big ghost stationed on the border, but he was blown away by Zhang Kuang's blow, and he fell directly into the river and disappeared.I don't know if the leader is too powerful, or the bridge guard is too incapable of fighting.

The bitter sword was still stuck in place, with a string of skulls hanging from the handle, with a shiny forehead and white teeth, like a grin.

Zhang Kuang turned around silently, ran to Xia Zhitao's side in small steps, and said sadly, "Zhitao, did I get into trouble?"

I beat the bridge guard into the river, do you think there was any trouble?

"Little Kuang, don't panic," Xia Zhitao hesitated, "The 'person' just fell into the river, so he should be fine..."

The two walked towards the river, Zhang Kuang conveniently handed the sword of misery to him, and silently dragged it behind him.

A string of skulls entangled on it fell to the ground, bumped into rough rocks, and rang like bells all the way.

The long blood-red river in front of him was as silent as ever, without even a trace of splashes or bubbles, and exuded a pungent, heavy fishy smell.

Xia Zhitao picked up a white stone from the bank, weighed it in his hand, and then gently threw it into the river.

The stone quietly entered the water, and only a few corrosive "hissing" sounds were heard, and the stone was instantly swallowed up, leaving nothing behind.

...In an instant, there were no 'bones' left.

Zhang Kuang panicked and said, "What should I do?"

"Or, I'll find Mrs. Gu Ji first, so I'm really sorry," she hesitated, "but there are no guards on the Baigu Bridge, so what if someone sneaks in?"

This bloody long river is not quite right at first glance, some flesh and bones float in it from time to time, and if you listen carefully, you can catch the whispers of innocent souls.

Xia Zhitao doesn't even want to touch her, and although Zhang Kuang is very powerful, Xia Zhitao will never let her go down to fish for people.

Just when the two were at a loss, the river suddenly shook violently, and a long string of bubbles appeared.

Then, with a "crash", blood overflowed, and the big man's hand suddenly stretched out of the river, grabbed the embankment suddenly, and struggled to climb up.

He crawled hard for a long time, finally moved his whole body to the shore, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Kuang was relieved: "It's still alive."

The big man lay down and rested for a while, when he looked up, he saw two girls standing in front of him, looking at him with concern, and couldn't help but curse: "Shameless little thief!"

As soon as the words fell, both of them were taken aback.

The big man's voice was no longer deep and hoarse at first, but clear and green, with a little childishness of a young man, clearly the voice of a little girl.

.

"There's no reason for this, there's no reason for this!"

The 'big man' was so angry that he muttered, "It's just two living people who dare to throw me into the river. I'm going to sue my wife!"

As he said that, ten black blood holes suddenly appeared in the chest of the 'big man', and his thin white fingers clasped the skin bag and pulled it out forcefully.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the chest was completely torn open, and a little black-haired girl jumped out of her ribs and onto the ground.

And the moment she left, the big man's body was like a balloon with a hole in it, hissing and leaking, quickly shriveled, and spread lifelessly on the dark gray ground.

The little girl is thin and small, about four or five years old, her eyes are round and round, dyed with a very beautiful blood-red luster, looking a bit piercing.

"Scumbag! Shameless!"

"How dare you break into the Bridge of White Bone without permission, and even throw me into the river of blood," the little girl said aggressively, with her hips on her hips, "Hurry up and report your name!"

She paused, and hastily added: "You also need to tell me your birthday. If you don't have this, Madam won't be able to curse you!"

Xia Zhitao: "..."

You have said the usefulness so clearly, only a fool will really obediently give you the birth date.

Even if you really want to say it, I'm afraid you will make up a fake one and pretend to be a fool.

But don't tell me, Xia Zhitao really stood beside a fool, nodded his head madly, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll think about my birthday."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Seeing Zhang Kuang's cooperation, the little girl was very satisfied, and said, "That's right!"

She urged: "Hurry up, name and date of birth, don't miss any of them, tell me everything!"

Zhang Kuangwei: "I don't remember my birthday, and if I change my name, should I use my current name or my original name?"

"But if you have experienced something and lost consciousness for more than [-] years, after waking up...although you are still in the same body, you are no longer the person you used to be."

Zhang Kuang was so entangled that he couldn't explain clearly: "Then, should it be counted according to the previous mortal's birthday, or should it be counted by the time of waking up?"

The little girl had never encountered such a situation before, so she was taken aback by what she said, and said blankly: "Ah, this...why is your situation so complicated?"

Xia Zhitao didn't speak, she turned her head to look at Zhang Kuang, only to see that the other party lowered his head.

The long and thin eyelashes drooped slightly, like butterfly wings resting on white jade petals. She raised her finger and pointed her chin, thinking seriously, with a slightly depressed expression.

After a while, Zhang Kuang said melancholy: "It's really complicated."

"Well, you two don't move yet, I'll take a look at the brochure my wife gave me."

The little girl took out a yellowed booklet from her bosom, and muttered something in her mouth: "Madam said that if you change your name, you should read the tenth book..."

The cover of the book was completely painted black, the corners were carefully bound with finger bones, and a few strange characters were painted on the cover in blood ink.

"Your current name, who changed it for you?" The little girl flipped through the book and asked, "Do you agree?"

Zhang Kuang said truthfully: "I like it very much because someone else changed it."

"Hey, you are really annoying, you can't be born and raised with an ordinary mortal, and you can find out as soon as you check."

The little girl murmured: "It's another name change, and it's comatose again. There are so many twists and turns, it's never mentioned in the book of rebirth!"

How can anyone say that to others?

Although the original book is vague about Zhang Kuang's life experience and has not elaborated on it, Xia Zhitao has been with her for so long, and he has already grasped Zhang Kuang's temperament very closely.

And because of this, she can also see a bit of the past buried in the dust from the details.The more familiar you are, the more distressed you will be.

Hearing what the little girl said, Xia Zhitao felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, and said: "If it's really what you said, if all the souls can end long-cherished thoughts, what's the use of this ghost market?"

She said coldly: "There is no perfection in this world, there are many people who are displaced and cannot help themselves."

The little girl hesitated for a while, but couldn't find any words to refute, and stomped her feet angrily, "I don't like how dull and old-fashioned you are!"

Zhang Kuang's voice turned cold: "What did you say?"

It's okay for others to dislike her, but if they dislike Zhitao, little friend Zhang will be unhappy. The petals gather between her five fingers, forming a quenching long sword.

The little girl was blown away by her just now, and now she still has lingering fear, and panicked: "You, what are you doing?"

Zhang Kuang said coldly: "Beat me."

"Why are you so unreasonable?" The little girl hugged her head in a hurry, and took several steps back. "It's not good to fight every now and then."

Zhang Kuang didn't say a word, his five fingers clenched the long sword tightly, and he took a step forward. His black boots stepped on the dark gray ground, making a slight "cluster" sound.

There was no emotion in her dark eyes, her expression was cold and distant, which frightened the little girl, and she panicked: "Who the hell are you, how did you get in here?!"

Zhang Kuang pressed forward with every step, leaned down slightly, and looked down at the other party.

The animal tooth pendant slipped from the neck, and the silver leaves collided with each other, making a few soft sounds.

The little girl took a closer look and suddenly realized: "Are you the madam that Madam said, the leader of the Demon Cult in Qiling Mountain?"

Relieved, she took a long breath and said cheerfully, "No wonder I can't beat you, that makes sense."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

She raised her hand to rub her eyebrows, and sighed: "Do you have to look through the pendant to recognize me?"

.

Mrs. Gu Ji should have said in advance that after the little girl recognized her identity, she hastily bowed and apologized, she no longer had the arrogant attitude before, and was completely sincere.

As the name suggests, the ghost market is a place where souls who cannot die are gathered and traded. Because of the different ways of resentment and death, they are divided into three, six, and nine grades.

And the red-eyed little girl in front of her, looking at the little one, is one of the most powerful ghosts among the ghosts, commonly known as "Human Skin Ghost" among the people.

After a 'human skin ghost' kills a person, it will eat up its body carefully, leaving only the skeleton and skin, and then put it on the body to pretend to be an ordinary person.

"Although it's quite accurate, I don't like this name," the little girl said confidently, "Madam always calls me Little Chen."

Xiao Chen was not very old before his death, no matter how long after his death, he still maintained the childlike appearance when he was alive, and even his temperament was full of childishness.

She promised the two of them to take them to see Gu Ji, and led the way with a few jumps. The three of them walked across the dark gray soil and stepped onto the bridge made of white bones.

The river of blood rushes past, the vast river water carries countless souls with resentment that cannot be dissipated, separating the two realms of life and death.

And the ghost market is built on the bone bridge, in the middle of the blur, not belonging to any side.

But different from the deserted and quiet place in front of the bridge, the ghost market is very lively, the shops are open and the red lanterns are hung on the eaves, attracting customers.

Souls can be seen everywhere, most of them are people who died unexpectedly, some have no arms, some are half bones, and some are holding their heads in their hands, arguing with the merchants about something.

At the beginning, Zhang Kuang still maintained the dignity of the leader, and forced himself to be calm and strode forward, but the result became more and more cowardly, more and more panicked, procrastinating, slow, and reluctant to the extreme.

She hid behind Xia Zhitao, watched a bunch of ghosts walking around, and said aggrievedly, "I shouldn't have come here."

Zhang Kuang covered his face with his hands, pretending not to see a hanged ghost passing by, his voice was trembling: "Can you call Mrs. Gu Ji, I...I'll wait here."

Xiaochen rubbed her hair, and her blood-red eyes rolled around, a little confused: "Master, madam is the master of the ghost city, and I can't contact her directly."

If they can't be contacted, doesn't that mean they have to keep going?Zhang Kuang froze, his whole body was in a bad mood: "Is there no other way besides this?"

"Madam's residence is on the other side of the bridge." Xiaochen stood on tiptoe, raised his slender arms and pointed to the distance, "either through the market, or—"

She pointed to the long bloody river beside her with an innocent expression: "If you are not afraid of being swallowed and corroded, you can also swim through the bloody river."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

She frowned, and sat on the bridge railing with her five fingers together.Xia Zhitao thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something: "I have an idea."

Xia Zhitao sat down beside Zhang Kuang, turned her head slightly, her black hair fell down her shoulders, and scattered shadows were drawn on the white clothes, she said, "Do you trust me?"

Zhang Kuang nodded.

"Then close your eyes and give me your hand," Xia Zhitao frowned, smiling softly, "I'll lead you over there, okay?"

Zhang Kuang tilted his head to look at her, and the lantern candlelight was reflected in Wu Mo's eyes, as if the stars were lighting up one after another, allowing him to glimpse Geng Geng Xinghe.

Xia Zhitao leaned closer, and the two of them got so close that the tips of their noses almost touched: "It's agreed, you are not allowed to peek until I tell you to open your eyes."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "How is it?"

Zhang Kuang stared blankly at the other party, and it took him a long time to react. He raised his hand to cover his hot cheeks, and nodded slightly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not see him, so he nodded again.

Xia Zhitao said: "Then it's a deal, you close your eyes."

Zhang Kuang closed his eyes obediently.

Her eyes fell into the darkness, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her heartbeat rang in her ears, but it became clearer and brighter amidst the noise of the bustling market.

...Why, there is still a heartbeat?

When the body was submerged and oppressed by the heavy snow, and fell into the spiritual veins, when every trace of flesh and blood was stripped away, and every inch of bone was crushed, the "monster" was reassembled little by little.

Why can I still have an ordinary heartbeat like ordinary people?

When vision is stripped away, the other senses become crystal clear.Someone leaned over, touched his cold fingertips, gently covered every inch of skin, and gently put his five fingers into his palm.

The two fingers intertwined, very close.

"I'll lead you away." A familiar voice sounded in my ears, knocking on my heart like rain in early spring, melting away a clear and warm feeling that I wanted to touch but didn't dare to reach out.

She could almost picture in her mind the expression of the other party when she said this, the slightly bent and smiling eyebrows, a small strand of black hair hanging from the pinnae, and the faintly blush cheeks.

From beginning to end, it has not changed.

.

To be honest, the distance from the head to the end of the bridge was not too long, but after all, the two of them entered the ghost market alive, even with Xiaochen helping them stare at them, they still attracted a lot of curious eyes.

"You guys are so annoying! Don't come here, do you want to be swallowed by me!" Xiaochen stomped his feet angrily, grinning his teeth and threatened, "Go away, go away!"

Xia Zhitao held the leader, who obediently closed his eyes and kept silent from beginning to end, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said with a headache, "Why are there so many?"

"You two, why do ghosts like you so much?" Xiaochen muttered inexplicably, "No matter what kind of ghosts like to come over, it's really weird!"

Xia Zhitao turned her head and glanced at Zhang Kuang, and saw that the other party's eyes were tightly closed, which was really cute, so she couldn't help stretching out her hands to pinch his cheeks.

The fingertips are delicate and soft, as soft as cotton candy, and the feel is better than that of Junior Sister.

Zhang Kuang's long eyelashes trembled, but he still didn't open his eyes, and his body remained motionless, completely allowing her to do whatever she wanted.

Xia Zhitao withdrew his hand, and said to Xiao Chen, "Master Hierarch has great strength and pure aura, could it be because of this?"

Xiaochen was surprised and said: "Your leader of the Demon Cult is actually a spiritual cultivator... But if that's the case, then the one you hold is really a sweet potato!"

"Regardless of the human race or the demon race, the longer you stay in the human world after death, the more your soul and mind will be consumed," Xiaochen said, shaking his legs, "so it led to a very embarrassing situation."

The soul left behind by resentment stays between the human world and the ghost city for a long time, forgetting all the memories, even who he is, and his enemies. Drift down.

Speaking of this, Xiaochen paused, and said, "However, there is an exception!"

The exceptions she mentioned are people who practice Taoism,

Cultivating the Tao is basically going against the sky, absorbing the aura of the world for your own use, and when you can compete with the world, you can break away from the shackles and ascend to immortality.

And for the lonely and resentful ghosts, the overflowing spiritual power scattered around the side of the cultivator is the best choice to maintain their souls.

Xia Zhitao turned to look at Zhang Kuang.

No wonder Zhang Kuang is so "attracting bees and butterflies", before, the little flower, the little grass, the mountain spirit plant, and the little red fish who followed Jin Li, loved to go to her side when they had nothing to do.

I'm afraid it's not in their eyes that Zhang Kuang is a human-shaped self-propelled spiritual energy luminous body, and his whole body is covered with strange and strange things like "My cultivation base is super high", "My spiritual energy is super pure", "Come here soon" and so on. Tag of.

This child is too miserable, Xia Zhitao thought about it, and couldn't help laughing "puchi", her body trembled, which caused Zhang Kuang to be very puzzled.

Zhang Kuang asked in confusion: "Zhitao, what are you laughing at?"

Xia Zhitao coughed a few times, and then managed to suppress her smile. Seeing the other party's innocent expression, she couldn't help teasing: "Laughing at you, besides picking people's peach blossoms, you can even pick ghosts' peach blossoms. Look at all these diligent..."

Zhang Kuang turned pale with shock: "What?!"

Xiaochen was very sympathetic, and sighed: "Lord leader, you are too popular, you can be called a fan of all ghosts, all ghosts like you very much, and it is almost impossible for us to move."

Zhang Kuang: "???"

The two were joking of course, Zhang Kuang was indeed very "popular", but most of the other party had malicious intentions, and they all came here for the aura in her body, let alone the "peach blossom" talk.

.

Xia Zhitao discussed with Xiaochen, and together they planned to walk along the edge of the Baigu Bridge, trying to avoid the ghosts going back and forth in the middle.

This section of the road is long or short, and the three of them have gone through a lot of tossing and suffering.

Fortunately, Xiaochen was also there, and the red-clothed grieving ghost was not just joking. He suddenly stretched out his blue-faced fangs and red pupils, scaring the low-level ghosts and mobs into running around, begging for mercy.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally passed the whole Baigu Takahashi and arrived in front of Mrs. Gu Ji's mansion.

Xiaochen sat down on the ground and sighed: "It's finally here. I've been dead for so long, and it's the first time I've been bet like this by a ghost."

"When you come back, you can either go by yourself, or ask your wife to give you a ride, I really won't come," Xiaochen complained angrily, "It's just suffering!"

Mrs. Gu Ji's mansion is right in front of her, but Xiaochen doesn't plan to go in. According to her, her previous skin was washed away by the blood river, and she has to find a way to get a new one.

Xiaochen stood on tiptoe, waved vigorously at the two of them, and ran away with small steps, his figure blended into the ghosts coming and going, and he couldn't see it all at once.

The two walked towards the mansion, but before they had time to knock on the heavy wooden door, the incense burner placed beside the door suddenly turned over with a "clang" sound, and Gululu rolled far away.

The ashes were scattered all over the place.

The cold wind blew past, and the incense ash also stirred, and the pale ashes gathered little by little, spreading upwards and building up, and unexpectedly condensed a pale bone.

There are scars all over the bones, and in the hollow chest, there is a bright gold stone, like the solidified sunlight, beating in the heart.

Incense ash surged up one after another, clinging to the pale bones, condensed a bit of flesh and blood, and wrapped around the long black hair.

Lingding Baidie lifted the white burial robe woven with white ash and carefully layered, and gently put it on the half-human and half-skeleton.

"...Master Master, long time no see."

Mrs. Gu Ji opened her eyes, smiled at the two of them, took the slender pipe from Baidie, and said in a hoarse and warm voice, "You came all the way, but you have something important to do?"

Zhang Kuang originally wanted to ask her for the Spirit Devouring Pill, but Xia Zhitao grabbed her by the collar and talked about it before, so he was immediately scared and dared not continue.

She struggled for a while, then picked something else and asked: "Madam, have you seen Liu Ling, the young master of Qianren Mace?"

Mrs. Gu Ji frowned, holding the pipe with five fingers, thinking: "A tall girl in purple with sleeve arrows?"

Seeing the two nodding their heads, Mrs. Gu Ji's expression froze, she let out a long sigh, and said helplessly, "She never beat Xiaochen, who guards the bridge, and was thrown into prison."

The author has something to say: [Achieving Achievement] With the blood-colored river and the bridge of bones as the background, among a bunch of weird souls... fall in love.

Crazy: Strange dating locations have been added.