The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

"That little girl isn't very good either," Zhang Kuang said in disbelief, "Liu Ling can't even beat her."

Mrs. Gu Ji sighed, held the slender pipe in her hand, and said slowly: "My lord, our ghost world is just like the human world, and it is divided into three, six, and nine classes."

She took a sip of her pipe, a little white mist overflowed from her pale lips, and explained unhurriedly: "Little Chen looks at Xiao, but she is a ghost of the highest level. She is going to the human world, and she can kill a whole lot of people." The whole sect."

When the child died back then, he was full of resentment, and his blood flooded the entire city. After killing an unknown number of people, he was picked up by Mrs. Gu Ji.

There are tens of thousands of grievance ghosts in the ghost world, and there are countless Ganges sands, but the fierce ones are disobedient, and the obedient ones cannot be beaten. There are very few obedient and capable ones like Xiaochen.

So Mrs. Gu Ji thought, instead of letting this child wander around in the human world, killing and bleeding every day, it is better to throw him to the Baigu Bridge to guard the gate.

People who are usually lively and noisy can be beaten, and by the way, they expel monks and mortals who don't stray into it. It kills two birds with one stone, which is very good.

"As for Young Master Liu, it's true," Mrs. Bone Ji said leisurely, "But the demon cultivator on the Yin-Yang White-Bone Bridge has always been unpopular."

Whether it is human beings, fairies or monster races, they all have souls after death, but demon cultivators are completely different, drifting outside the two worlds.

In order to obtain supreme power, they "betrayed" the laws of the human world, and enshrined their souls to the beasts of the demon world.

Therefore, regardless of the deeds of the previous life, the ghosts are very contemptuous of the demon cultivators, thinking that these cultivators are people who forget their roots and betray their promises, and their behavior is not worth promoting. Speaking out is to ruin the next generation Children's.

Mrs. Gu Ji walked ahead, leading the two to the prison where the prisoners were held, and was going to fish out the hapless young master Qian Renmae before she was thrown into the river of blood and her body was destroyed.

The white butterfly condensed from the incense ash swayed and rested on Mrs. Gu Ji's shoulder, looking cute and cute.

No matter how ignorant the soul is, the majestic ghost city master still knows it. Even if he covets the spiritual power around him, he still dare not step forward to do evil.

In front of the prison, two burly headless giant ghosts guarded the gate, and when they saw Mrs. Gu Ji coming with someone, they bowed respectfully.

"The magic cultivator who came in the latest, the one in purple clothes," Mrs. Gu Ji said in a rambling voice, "Where did you lock me up?"

One of the headless ghosts stepped forward slowly, put his hands together and reported: "Return to Madam, you have been imprisoned in the innermost bloodstone prison. If you are one step late, you will be thrown into the blood river."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

I really feel sorry for Young Master Liu, I took great pains to find Zhang Kuang, at least half of the continent, but I didn't even say a word when we met, and was sent to the knife shop by the vengeful Zhang Kuang kid.

Finally, with the help of Zhang Kuang, he came to the ghost world that he had been thinking about, but Mrs. Gu Ji hadn’t seen her face yet, and was beaten up by Xiao Chen, who was guarding the bridge, and thrown directly into the prison, almost dying of blood pool.

The two gatekeeper headless ghosts didn't even have heads, only a huge body remained, and it was unknown where the sound came from.

The slightly burly headless ghost snorted coldly, and said, "That demon cultivator has a very violent temper. He got violent several times during the escort, and cut off a section of the hanged ghost's tongue."

The other headless ghost stood by, and when they saw what their companion said, they also echoed: "That's right, ma'am, you have to decide for us, this demon cultivator must never be let go!"

"It's better to throw it into the river of blood and let the innocent souls have a full meal," the companion praised, "We are not afraid of the leader of the Demon Cult. The young master of Qianren mace is nothing."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

She had been standing quietly by the side all this time, never said a word, and never thought about coming to the ghost market from the beginning, but she was suddenly mentioned this time, and she couldn't help but feel a little wronged.

Mrs. Gu Ji sighed, weighed the bone bong with five fingers, hit the headless ghost's neck with one stick, and said, "You two, what are you talking about?"

"Stop yelling," she said helplessly, "Hurry up and take us in to find Young Master Liu."

When Madam spoke, the two ghosts had no choice but to follow. While complaining about Moxiu, they opened the bone door and let the two ghosts walk in.

Mrs. Gu Ji was obviously very familiar with this place, and she didn't need a little ghost to lead her. She led the two of them around and found the blood prison where Liu Ling was imprisoned.

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The blood prison was dark and damp, the walls were made of pitch-black stone, bones were attached to the prison bars, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Liu Ling, with disheveled hair, was lying on the stone bed sideways, her hands imprisoned in chains, facing the wall and closing herself.

...it's so miserable.

The majestic young master of Qianren mace has been reduced to such a state, and the difference is so different all of a sudden, it is too wronged for her.

She heard the sound of a few people approaching, barely raised her eyelids, looked at them silently, then turned over and lay back down, said dejectedly: "Don't worry about me."

Liu Ling stared at the black stone wall, her whole body was dazed, she lost her mind and said, "I'm dead, let them throw me into the pool of blood."

"I'm also the young master of Qianren mace anyway," she was about to cry, "It's really unreasonable...I'm so mad..."

Mrs. Gu Ji shrugged her shoulders, and loosened the iron chain that tied the cell door, Liu Ling was still shrunk inside, showing no intention of coming out.

Xia Zhitao sighed, and said: "Young Master Liu, you finally came to the ghost market, and you can see Mrs. Gu Ji, are you really planning to return without success?"

"Besides, even if you are really determined to die," she said slowly with emotion and reason, "What about Miss Wen in the jade pendant, will she sink into the pool of blood with you?"

When Wen Xiru was mentioned, Liu Ling became energetic.

She stood up and jumped off the stone bed, her purple boots stepping firmly on the ground, and said solemnly: "You are right, I still have to condense my soul for Xi Ru."

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "Yes."

Mrs. Gu Ji untied Liu Ling, she stood up straight, shook her arms, exhaled, and said, "The bridge guard is quite powerful."

Liu Ling looked very embarrassed, the sleeve arrow on her wrist was smashed crookedly, and there were many wounds on her body, it was obvious that she had fought with the other party thoroughly.

"The ghost with the big knife didn't know what it was, he blocked all my attacks, and even attacked from the side!"

After Liu Ling finished speaking casually, seeing Xia Zhitao standing there calmly, she asked one more question by the way: "How are you two? Did you suffer too?"

Zhang Kuang asked back: "What do you think?"

Liu Ling was stunned, seeing the neatly dressed and refreshed looks of the two, she felt that asking Zhang Kuang this question was purely embarrassing herself.

She laughed dryly a few times, then strode out of the prison with a few people, looking at the dark sky and the crimson blood moon outside, she was quite moved.

"Before I was dragged all the way, I didn't pay much attention to the surrounding situation. It seems that this ghost city deserves its reputation." Liu Ling looked up, "Look at this bone, look at this blood moon, it's so beautiful."

Zhang Kuang naturally disagreed, looked at her with condemning eyes, and said in disbelief, "Why does this look so good?"

Liu Ling waved her hands, and said melancholy: "Our upright and anti-traditional aesthetics are not something you, a good-looking baby who hangs out with Yashan all day long, can understand."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

If it wasn't for the fact that there have been a lot of fights recently, and she was afraid of damaging her image in Zhitao's heart, she would be able to throw Liu Ling into the river of blood now.

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Because of Zhang Kuangzai, Mrs. Gu Ji was very sincere to them, first she took them to the prison to save them, and then brought them back together.

Diligent, no complaints.

"Miss Xia mentioned a few words before, presumably Young Master Liu came here to help people gather their souls?" Mrs. Gu Ji smiled, "Please follow me."

This Bone Mansion is unusually huge. The nine winding corridors inside are extremely exquisitely and ingeniously designed. After walking for a while, the few people were almost fainted.

Finally sat down in a place like a study, Mrs. Gu Ji didn't hide anything, she knocked on the bone table next to her with a bong, and said calmly: "Okay, let the soul come out and have a look."

She was so forthright that Liu Ling hesitated a little, carefully took out the jade pendant, and said, "Are you really willing to help?"

Madam Bone Ji shook her finger: "Wrong."

"I only promise to take a look," she lazily leaned on the bed, twiddling with her long black hair with her fingertips, "but if you want to help, it depends on whether Young Master Liu is willing to pay the price."

Mrs. Gu Ji has lived for some time, and she has long been familiar with people and the world. She is sophisticated, tactful, and flexible, and she holds countless handles in her hands.

If she was still alive, her power would probably be comparable to the so-called "omniscient" intelligence network with overwhelming knowledge.

Liu Ling quickly understood the meaning. Since the other party was willing to ask for a price, everything was easy to talk about. The most feared thing is that they will not accept the soft and hard, and if they are bitten to death, they will not help.

She calmed down a bit, but hesitated for a moment when handing the jade pendant to the ghost maid, still a little reluctant.

When Mrs. Gu Ji got the jade pendant, she frowned invisibly, and said: "This soul is too thin, it will dissipate in a few days."

Liu Ling's five fingers clenched tightly and she didn't speak.

Mrs. Gu Ji straightened up a little, looked straight at the jade pendant in her hand, closed her eyes a little bit, thought for a while as if in a trance, and then slowly said: "It's a bit weird."

"A person has seven souls and six souls, which are gathered in one place by the mind, and even if they are about to disperse in the world due to the passage of time," she said slowly, "all the souls will dissipate together."

"But Miss Wen's soul is very strange. She didn't dissipate naturally, but was artificially taken out."

Mrs. Gu Ji knocked on the table, and a ghost maidservant came, holding a small green ink stone basin in her hand, filled with clean water.

Although it looks like ordinary clear water, if you take a closer look, you will find that the water is lit with broken light, and there is a faint spiritual energy emerging in the water.

She put the jade pendant into the clear water, disregarding Liu Ling's complicated expression, and casually ordered a few words "keep it warm", and asked the maid to take the jade pendant down.

Liu Ling pressed her five fingers on her sleeve arrow, her expression was tense, her eyes fixed on the maid holding the stone basin, as if she would violently beat someone at any time.

"Young Master Liu, why are you nervous?" Gu Ji smiled, "This girl's soul is too weak, and she runs around with a demon cultivator every day, so she has to cultivate for a few days before she can ask questions."

What she said made sense, the soul favored aura, but Liu Ling, as a demon cultivator, didn't have a trace of aura on her body, no matter how well she protected the jade pendant, it was useless.

Those words made Liu Ling feel ashamed, her expression suddenly dimmed, and she silently retreated to the side and shut herself up.

Since Miss Wen had to wait, Mrs. Gu Ji breathed a sigh of relief and turned her attention to Zhang Kuang.

According to Zhang Kuang's previous attitude of avoiding ghosts and souls, she thought that the other party would never use the scroll, and might even sell it to others.

Who would have thought that in just a few months, Zhang Kuang actually used the scroll, and even entered the ghost market himself, and walked all the way from the bridge of bones, which must have wasted a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Gu Ji was aroused a little bit of curiosity, but she hid it in her slow tone and couldn't quite hear it: "My lord."

"You came here this time for the spirit devouring pill, right?" Mrs. Gu Ji guessed, "The two boxes from last time—"

"Not for this."

Someone suddenly spoke and interrupted Mrs. Gu Ji involuntarily, but it was not Zhang Kuang who spoke, but another girl standing beside her.

Xia Zhitao said in a low voice: "Master Master did not come here for the Spirit Devouring Pill, and I also ask Madam not to sell it to her."

Mrs. Gu Ji paused, she had met this girl in the tea house before, she knew in her heart that Zhang Kuang cared about her very much.

But she didn't take this "concern" to heart at the time, but instead treated it as a frantic search for fun, and found someone on a whim, so naturally she couldn't be ranked well.

Unexpectedly, after going around for a few months, the person standing next to Zhang Kuang is actually her, even more courageous, not to interrupt Gu Ji's words, but dare to make decisions for Zhang Kuang without authorization.

What was even more frightening was that Zhang Kuang nodded hastily, with an obedient appearance, and Nuonuo said: "Don't eat the spirit pill, and I won't want it in the future."

Mrs. Bone Ji: "..."

Weird, really weird to the extreme!

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Mrs. Gu Ji's city is so deep, she didn't show a trace of surprise on her face, she kept a slight smile, and said unhurriedly: "It's okay."

She hid her emotions very well, and Liu Ling didn't even think about hiding her emotions at all, so she asked directly: "Hey, what do you want the Spirit Devouring Pill for?"

Zhang Kuang said casually: "Suppress the spiritual energy."

Liu Ling sneered, and didn't believe her at all: "The Spirit Devouring Pill is not used to suppress spiritual energy, if one is used, any servant who is disobedient will bleed to death from all seven orifices,"

Zhang Kuang said: "Suppress my spiritual power."

Liu Ling: "..."

Liu Ling jumped up abruptly, disregarding her image as the young master Qianrenmae, and shouted at Zhang Kuang: "Are you crazy, you don't want to die?"

Xia Zhitao sighed, "I told her about it."

"You dare to use the Spirit Devouring Pill on yourself," Liu Ling said heartbroken, "How much spiritual energy do you have to consume?"

Zhang Kuang said coldly, "Shut up."

She didn't know how to explain it, she frowned and thought for a while, then reluctantly said: "This seat's aura is unstable, and I can't control it."

The petals floated down leisurely, and Zhang Kuang held them between his five fingers, and threw them casually, cutting off a corner of the stone table beside him.

"If it's normal, I can control my aura, whether it's powerful or small, I can control it," Zhang Kuang said slowly, "but if I lose control..."

She flicked lightly in the air with her fingertips, seemingly carelessly and without exerting all her strength, but suddenly a sharp spiritual arc shot out from her fingertips, and rushed out with a whistling momentum.

Hearing a loud "bang", the mansion was instantly pierced into a huge hole, the cold wind sucked in, the blood moon hung high in the sky, and a halo of light fell lazily.

The roof was completely destroyed, half of the beams were broken, blood sawdust fell down cracklingly, and even a hand bone fell down with a "plop".

Liu Ling: "..."

Mrs. Bone Ji: "..."

Zhang Kuang said sadly: "This happens when the spiritual power is out of control."

Because of her high position, Mrs. Gu Ji's mansion has put a lot of thought into setting up a lot of restraints and magic circles. There are anti-spiritual cultivation and anti-magic cultivation, which can be said to be impenetrable.

However, Zhang Kuang's seemingly weak blow broke all the restraints in an instant, forcibly blasting a big hole in the roof, making Mrs. Gu Ji feel a little... not sure what to say.

Xia Zhitao didn't change his face, and said very calmly: "Even so, it is not allowed to use the spirit-eating pill."

Zhang Kuang said softly, "Yes."

Mrs. Gu Ji felt sorry for her eaves, and there were all kinds of money for repairing the ban, so she had to force a smile and said: "The Spirit Devouring Pill is too fierce, it is better to use it sparingly."

She changed the subject, started to think about other things, and said kindly: "But I have many other medicines besides the spirit-devouring pill, do you want to take a look?"

Xia Zhitao thought about it: "Is there any medicine to replenish the spiritual energy? It's also good to restore the mind."

Mrs. Gu Ji paused, thinking that according to the master's strike level, there is really no need to replenish spiritual power.

Although there is no reason not to do door-to-door business, she still shook her head regretfully: "No."

"Spiritual energy is an excellent thing to mend and recuperate the soul. The ghost world is flocking to spiritual energy," Mrs. Bone Ji sighed, "How can I have a pill to replenish spiritual energy here?"

Xia Zhitao was very disappointed by this.

However, Mrs. Gu Ji acted like a conjuring, ordering the ghost maid beside her to bring three plates full of pills, all kinds of medicines.

But it's a pity that ghost realm pills are generally more ruthless, and most of them are used to deal with others, and very few of them can be used on themselves.

Liu Ling watched for a long while, then lazily said, "If you want pills, go to Yanling Poison Pavilion to buy them."

Xia Zhitao thought about it carefully, and felt that he was one of the four anti-paths, and he was really only one away from the Yanling Poison Pavilion, so he couldn't help being a little curious, so he asked a few words.

Zhang Kuang hesitated and said: "I only know that they have excellent poison skills, are extremely good at growing Gu and refining medicine, and that their youngest daughter, Yanling Hongjue, is not good-looking at all, and she has even won the top spot on the beauty rankings in more than ten years...other than that, there is nothing else. .”

Liu Ling made a "cut" sound, and said disdainfully: "The one at the end of the anti-cradle, if it wasn't for relying on that bit of poison, he would have been expelled a long time ago!"

In fact, in Liu Ling's view, Zhang Kuang, the leader of the Demon Cult who does not do his job properly every day and does not contribute to the cause of anti-Taoism at all, should also be expelled.

But she couldn't beat him, so she decided to shut up.

Because Wen Xiru's soul had to be warmed up for a few days before he could ask for details, Liu Ling volunteered to stay in the ghost market, regardless of the revenge of being imprisoned before.

As a shrewd businessman, Mrs. Gu Ji received a bunch of rare treasures from Liu Ling, so she naturally agreed with a smile.

But for Xia Zhitao and the two of them, there was really no need to stay in the ghost city. If they stayed any longer, they might really scare the children.

After Xia Zhitao thought about it, after she said a few words to Liu Ling, she said goodbye to Zhang Kuang and prepared to return to the human world.Naturally, Mrs. Gu Ji would not stop them, and personally sent them to the bridge to avoid being besieged by all the ghosts.

Xiaochen sat on the bridge pier, holding the bitter knife that was much taller than her in her arms, and waved at the few people: "Ah, you are leaving?"

Mrs. Gu Ji looked her up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Where's the human skin you're wearing?"

Xiao Chen said confidently: "It won't work after falling into the river of blood! But it's also tattered, and it doesn't look good, so it's time to replace it with a new one."

After speaking, she began to dream, and said with great anticipation: "I want a beautiful human skin, the kind of charming and enchanting, a wink that makes people so soft that they can't walk,"

Mrs. Gu Ji put on a half-smile, tapped her forehead with a bong, and said: "All day long, I think about all sorts of nonsense."

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With the help of Mrs. Gu Ji, Xiao Chen opened the door to the human world for the two of them, walked back along the long string of red candles for a while, and finally saw the sunshine of the mortal world.

It's only afternoon now, the sun is warm and sparse, and it doesn't feel hot when it falls on the body, dispelling the chill in the forest.

Xia Zhitao watched the Blood Moon of Eternal Night in the ghost world for a long time, and her eyes hurt a little. After she came out, she was deeply moved, thinking that the human world is so beautiful.

She had just taken two steps when she suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked back suddenly and found that there was nothing beside her, only a few lonely flower petals remained.

... The insolence is gone.

Xia Zhitao was a little surprised, and tried to find her by stepping on the soil, but suddenly there was a loud noise from behind, and someone shouted her name suddenly: "Xia Zhitao!"

Xia Zhitao stopped abruptly, sweat dripped from her forehead, she turned around stiffly, and saw a large group of Yashan disciples standing mightily behind her, conducting a carpet-like search of the grove.

And the person who called her name just now was Senior Sister Lu Guo, who was also in Shuijing Peak and known as "Yashan Knows Everything", strode over and patted her on the shoulder, saying, "Long time no see Junior Sister Xia!"

Xia Zhitao lacked confidence, she smiled guiltyly, and said, "Senior Sister Lu Guo."

Fortunately, the leader ran fast enough. If the disciples of Yashan accidentally saw it, they might directly alarm the masters and ancestors to attack him.

Although Xia Zhitao believed that with her crazy strength, she would definitely be able to leave safely, but she herself was not sure, she might be sent to the Yashan Pass water prison, and she would have to peel off her skin if she didn't die.

After inquiring around, it turned out that it was Master Beard who said that the ghost world suddenly opened, maybe it was the person who plotted against the Tao and brought Yifeng vigorously.

Xia Zhitao pretended to be aware, and walked in troubled waters among the disciples. Lu Guo was tricked by her, but she didn't feel any strangeness at all.

The two were walking in the forest, Lu Guo pointed in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's such a big place, and I don't know when we will find it."

Xia Zhitao also complained: "That's right, how long has it been, and there is still no clue."

At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly erupted in front of the two of them, pointing at the trees above their heads and shouting:

"--it's here!!"

Master Beard arrived quickly, and all the disciples surrounded him with a whoosh. Xia Zhitao ran over in small steps, followed the direction pointed by the disciples and looked up.

Between the overlapping branches and leaves, lay a pitch-black figure lazily, his expression was hidden in the sparse shadows, making it a little unclear.

She wrapped her fingertips around a strand of long black hair, turned her head and looked down at everyone, her tone was unhurried:

"...Are you looking for this seat?"

The author has something to say: Zhang Kuang: It is said that I act with real emotion and penetrating three points. I did not expect that Zhitao's acting skills are even better. I need to learn more.

Xia Zhitao: Wake up, little madman, you have no such thing as acting skills.

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