The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

After leaving the teahouse, Xia Zhitao saw that it was still early, so she postponed the purchase of supplies and continued to stroll leisurely on the street.

She now understands why the knights of the rivers and lakes will leave without leaving their names after doing good deeds——

This feeling is comfortable! !

Although she will probably never see Zhang Kuang himself in this life, and Zhang Kuang will never know what happened today, but Xia Zhitao feels refreshed for no reason.

When she was listening to the book, she was flustered by the storyteller's remarks, and was given a headache by a group of people who didn't know the truth. Now that she finally vented her anger, she couldn't help but feel better, and even walked a little faster.

The market is bustling and the shops are densely packed. Xia Zhitao looks all the way there, and is dazzled by all kinds of things. She wants to touch everything and try everything.

Just passing by a small floor shop, she stopped unconsciously and looked curiously at the goods in the basket.

Seeing a woman with a delicate and gentle face bent down, the peddler quickly introduced it vigorously: "Girl, look, all my gadgets are shipped from Song Dynasty, not to mention how novel it is!"

Since entering the Yashan Immortal Gate, Xia Zhitao has rarely heard news about the mortal world.

The alternation of the throne and the transfer of power, which are obviously close at hand, seem to be far away from her.

She said "um" absently, and her attention was attracted by a little doll on the stall.

It was a delicate little white rabbit, with a body made of white porcelain and eyes adorned with red beads. It looked lifelike, and it seemed that it was tilting its head, looking at Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao couldn't help stretching out her hand, held the little porcelain rabbit in her palm, and touched the small erected ears with her fingertips.

The touch is smooth and delicate, slightly cold.

The little porcelain rabbit is white and small, lying in the palm of his hand, as obedient as he can be, it reminds Xia Zhitao of a certain aggrieved little face.

——Like my junior sister.

Xia Zhitao couldn't help "puchi" laughing, gently covering the corners of her lips, but her eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Little Junior Sister's white and soft bun-like cheeks, wet eyes, and small movements of pulling the corners of her clothes shyly, isn't she just a cute little rabbit.

The peddler smiled when he saw the woman in front of him, and hurriedly called out: "Girl, isn't this porcelain rabbit cute? Seeing that you like it so much, I'll grit my teeth and sell it to you for ten copper coins at a loss. How about it?"

Before entering Taoism, Xia Zhitao relied on the brains of modern people to save a considerable amount of savings, and now there is a rich and powerful Yashan behind him, ten copper coins are not worth mentioning at all.

Even though he knew in his heart that the price of the peddler was deliberately raised, Xia Zhitao was not annoyed, ordered out ten copper coins, and said politely: "I want it."

The peddler was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out an exquisite small box and a piece of soft cloth, carefully packed the porcelain rabbit, and handed it to Xia Zhitao: "Thank you, girl!"

Xia Zhitao thanked, and carefully put away the small box. She stroked the edges and corners with her fingertips, and a smile spread from the corners of her eyes.

When you see Junior Sister, give this little white rabbit to her.

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Shopping was so fun, when Xia Zhitao returned to Yashan, the sun was setting and it was almost evening.

She handed over the things she bought to the senior sister who specialized in material management, and then she had nothing to do, so she planned to sneak around the classroom where the new disciple was teaching.

Maybe it just so happens that I can meet my little junior sister, and I can just give her the little porcelain rabbit.

Xia Zhitao thought so in her heart, so she followed her heart to do it.Who knows, just halfway through the flight of Yujian, she suddenly saw a small cluster of fireworks.

The fireworks rose from the direction of the main hall, crashed into the clouds, and exploded a gorgeous firework.

Those are the warning fireworks of Yashan Mountain. Different colors and shapes have their own meanings. Every disciple must carefully remember them before entering the mountain.

After Xia Zhitao saw the color of the fireworks, she couldn't stand upright, and almost fell off the flying sword——

Red represents the highest alert of Yashan! !

In other words, if something terrible happened, all the disciples had to rush to the main hall of Yashan to meet at the first time, and there was no room for discussion.

Xia Zhitao came to Yashan for so long, and this was the first time he saw red fireworks.Her heart was pounding, she quickly turned around, and rushed towards the main hall of Yashan, which was beyond the white peak.

The main hall, where there were few people in the past, was now brightly lit and full of people. All the disciples of Yashan gathered on the white jade altar, and ten of the thirteen peak masters came to discuss something standing in front of the main hall.

Xia Zhitao jumped down from the sword, put the Jiyan sword back into the scabbard, and found where the disciples of Shuijing Peak were.

Seeing that everyone looked terrified and that something was wrong, Xia Zhitao felt even more uneasy.

She turned around in the crowd, caught a glimpse of a familiar person, and quickly dragged her over: "Senior Sister Lu Guo!"

"Zhitao, where have you been? Why are you here now!" Lu Guo supported her shoulders, looked her up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

"What happened?" Xia Zhitao looked around, puzzled, "This is the first time I've seen red fireworks."

Lu Guo looked solemn, leaned into Xia Zhitao's ear, and whispered to her: "Master, someone came to report that the leader of the Demon Cult suddenly came to our market at the foot of the mountain, and beat a big man half to death."

"That bastard Zhang Kuang hasn't moved for several months, and suddenly appeared near Yashan this time," Lu Guo said excitedly, his fists clenched tightly. "It must be evil and wants to destroy the peace of Yashan!"

——Crazy again?

Coincidentally, Xia Zhitao had just heard about her "deeds" in a teahouse not long ago, and now it happened again, which made Yashan panic and even set off red fireworks.

She pondered over what Lu Guo said, and asked about a point of doubt: "Where is the person who was injured by Zhang Kuang?"

"Although the big man saved his life, he was scared out of his wits and was crying in the main hall." Lu Guo replied truthfully, and pointed her in the direction.

Xia Zhitao looked from a distance, and saw a burly and sturdy figure next to the ten peak masters who were light and airy, slumped on the ground like a child, howling for some reason.

...It seems that he was really frightened.

Xia Zhitao thanked Lu Guo, sat on the floor with other disciples, thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Although I don't know why the big man got into trouble and attracted the head of the Demon Cult to attack in public, but Qi is strange about one thing.

Zhang Kuang, why didn't he just kill him?

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It's not that Xia Zhitao is cold-blooded, but because of Yashan's level of hatred for Zhang Kuang, Zhang Kuang's image in the hearts of the disciples is not much better.Not only is his temperament erratic, but there are even rumors of "cannibalizing human flesh, drinking human blood, and eating human bones".

So, for the rumored bloodthirsty and brutal leader of the Demon Cult, what reason does he have to spare that man's life, beat him up and leave?

Xia Zhitao thought for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion. She sighed and looked up at the dark sky.

I saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky, curved like a hook, and the silver light poured down from the clouds like a waterfall, spreading layers of coldness.

Xia Zhitao was a little dazed watching, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to touch the bright moonlight.

At this moment, the corner of his clothes suddenly moved behind him, and he was grabbed by someone.

Xia Zhitao turned her head in astonishment, looked at the familiar face of the man, and blurted out: "...Little rabbit?"

Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head in bewilderment: "What?"

Oh shit, when I saw Junior Sister's soft little face, I couldn't help but think of the little porcelain rabbit I bought, and I actually said it in front of others.

Xia Zhitao blushed, and hurriedly coughed several times, trying to cover up what happened before: "Zhang Lan, why are you here, is there anything wrong?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Lan patted the ground and sat down next to Xia Zhitao. "We were in class when the fireworks went off, and then we were brought here by Master Qin in a daze."

Xia Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's fine."

Zhang Lan blinked her eyes, her little face suddenly became serious, and she said in a serious voice, "Senior Sister! Did you hear what Master said, that bastard Zhang Kuang suddenly appeared near Yashan!"

How much hatred does Yashan have towards Zhang Kuang, she is a beast and a jerk, Xia Zhitao rubbed her brows helplessly, and said, "What's wrong with her?"

"That person has done a lot of evil, he is terribly bad, senior sister must be more careful."

Zhang Lan leaned over, clenched her fists and waved them in the air, vowing, "I will protect you."

Xia Zhitao laughed, raised her hand and rubbed her junior sister's head: "You should take care of yourself first, you don't need to worry about me."

Her intentions were good, but when the younger junior sister heard her words, her brows and eyes drooped, and the tone was drawn out: "Senior sister, you don't believe me, I'm amazing—"

"Sit up straight, you keep pushing towards me, what are you talking about," Xia Zhitao taught, stretching out her hand to scratch Zhang Lan's nose.

When Zhang Lan was told by her, her body, which was originally crooked on Xia Zhitao's body, sat up straight in an instant, with her back straightened, as if she was a model of a three-good student.

"Listen well, since the ancestor entrusted you to me, I will always be your senior sister, and I will do my best to take care of you and protect you."

Xia Zhitao said seriously, "No matter what happens or what wrongs you suffer, you should come to me as soon as possible, you understand?"

Zhang Lan listened obediently, shook her head, and nodded.

The moonlight fell on the brows and hair gaps, like the clusters of pear blossoms all over the tree, and when the wind blew by, the eyes were full of coldness.

"Senior Sister." Zhang Lan murmured in a low voice, her body crooked again when she was sitting upright, and she sneakily rubbed against Xia Zhitao.

This time Xia Zhitao didn't push her away, but smiled softly and said, "It's shameful not to sit still."

Zhang Lan looked at her without blinking, her eyes were like gemstones washed by water, they were thorough and cold, reflecting a figure.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Zhang Kuang: This seat became so ruthless that I even scolded myself.