The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

She closed her eyelids, her black hair fell down softly, covering her shoulders in clusters, like cold frost and snow caressing her muscles and bones, trembling slightly with her breathing.

Xia Zhitao pursed her lips, feeling a little unsteady in her standing, the cold water slid over the iron chain, dripped from the dome, and fell into her empty heart with a soft "click".

There was a sharp pain on the side of the lips, one or two drops of blood ooze out, like bright red fruit, like tiny flowers, pouring hotly into the throat.

With the sound of light and slow footsteps coming from behind, Xia Zhitao turned her head slightly to look back, and saw Qin Lin standing behind her, looking at her calmly.

"—"

Qin Lin opened his mouth softly, reciting a word that she didn't understand, his voice was ethereal and ethereal, like the murmur of stroking a guqin, and it swayed gently.

A sense of sleepiness surged, Xia Zhitao closed his eyes, his arms lightened suddenly, and when he opened his eyes again, he stood in the middle of a cloud of smoke, blocking his sight in a vast whiteness.

Her arms were empty, and the person who was obediently leaning on her shoulders just now went somewhere, leaving her alone.

Xia Zhitao stared blankly at her five fingers, there was still a sporadic temperature on her neck, it was the man's breath passing over the muscles and bones, and the down jacket gently scratched the tip of her heart.

There was a "rusting" sound behind him, white boots stepped on the wet grass, Qin Lin walked over calmly: "We are in an illusion."

Xia Zhitao hesitated and said, "White Crane Illusion?"

Because of Zhang Kuang's reluctance to speak, Yashan wanted to ask about things through the illusion.In other words, this is an insane illusion?

She looked around and found that the two were standing in a smoky bamboo forest, with water vapor around them, like a fairyland.

But unlike the previous Baihetang's eternal formation, the scale of this illusion is not large, as long as you look up a little, you can see the blurry border not far away.

"This is not an insane illusion," Qin Lin tilted his head slightly, his voice was stiff and cold, "You're welcome."

He found a rock, flicked his robe and sat down.

This person looked to be only five or six years old, but his demeanor was old-fashioned, rigid, not like the cheerfulness of ordinary children.

Qin Lin fixedly looked at her, and said, "I saw it when I was in Baihetang. You know Zhang Kuang, and she even obeys your orders, right?"

"The people in Yashan spoke nicely, but they trapped me here and I can't go anywhere." Qin Lin snorted coldly, "I need your help."

Xia Zhitao faintly sensed something, and did not reply immediately.

After the Baihetang incident, Qin Lin, as the last bloodline of Baihetang, was naturally brought back by Yashan, and temporarily lived on Yubai Peak under the protection of Junyuehou.

But Xia Zhitao didn't expect that there was another reason for the "protection" on the surface——Qin Lin didn't stay here voluntarily, but was put under house arrest.

It's no wonder that when Yashan asked him to create an illusion, Qin Lin asked him to come by himself, probably because he had seen some of her and Zhang Kuang's scrutiny from the matter of Baihe, and wanted to achieve some purpose by this.

Since both parties have their own needs, the conversation will be much easier, Xia Zhitao thought about it, and said: "Mr. Qin Lin, then..."

"Stop." Qin Lin interrupted her, and said angrily, "I'm a woman."

Xia Zhitao didn't expect this at all, her body stopped suddenly, and the words she thought of were stuck in her throat.

The person in front of him was thin and thin, wearing a large white robe that didn't fit his figure, his hair fell around his eyebrows and eyes, he pursed his lips and gave Xia Zhitao a look.

Qin Lin's grade is still young, but for a child of five or six years old, his face has not yet fully developed. At first glance, it really looks a bit indistinguishable.

"I have always been a woman. The reason why I disguise myself as a man is just a way for my mother to please the hall master."

Qin Lin shook his legs and explained with a sneer,

"After all, Qin Minghe was overwhelmed by his two daughters in setting up the formation. He even dreamed of having a genius son to show off his power and make his name last forever."

When Qin Lin said this, Xia Zhitao recalled the few days in Baihetang, Qin Minghe's behavior of covering up knowledge and confusing right and wrong really made people feel angry.

"Anyway, I didn't want to obey Yashan's order, so I just created an illusion," Qin Lin lazily said, "You will cooperate with me after you go out later, just say that Zhang Kuang's demon is too strong, and you didn't see anything."

This proposal was exactly what Xia Zhitao wanted, she readily agreed, and calmly found a rock to sit down on, and the two of them just spent time doing nothing in the illusion.

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The bamboo forest was full of mist, and the water vapor hit the skin, making Xia Zhitao shiver, and lamented that this illusion was too real, and even the senses were imitated vividly.

She tightened her robe and was about to get up and walk for a while, when suddenly there was a sound in the bamboo forest.

Several little fairies in fluttering white clothes were holding white jade porcelain vases, laughing and playing as they walked forward, their voices falling like silver bells.

Didn't it mean that it was a random illusion? Why did someone suddenly appear?

Xia Zhitao was terrified, and quickly turned to look at Qin Lin, only to see that the little girl was also panicked, and said, "No, it's impossible!"

The little fairies walked briskly, getting closer and closer. When Xia Zhitao was about to drag Qin Lin to hide, the fairies walked past them noisily as if they hadn't seen them.

"I can't control the formation." Qin Lin stared at the fairies and said, "If my guess is correct, this should be a memory."

Xia Zhitao asked, "Whose memory?"

"I don't know either," Qin Lin muttered, "It should be that after the formation was activated, some lonely ghost from Yashan suddenly broke in... What we see now should be the memory of that thing."

The two made a decisive decision and followed the group of little fairies, and as they walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, the outline of a courtyard was faintly revealed in the smoke.

The courtyard was very elegantly built, and after the fairies opened the door and entered, they quietly suppressed their noises, their movements light and soft, as if they were afraid of disturbing anyone.

Bamboo leaves are layered and intertwined, whirling when the wind passes, and scattered light and shadows fall on the window lattice.

One person is sitting at the table, leaning on the chair, holding a slender fine brush with white fingers, and is carelessly drawing symbols.

Although the man wrote in a hurry and looked contemptuous, her technique was chaotic and orderly, and within a short while, she had already drawn an extremely complicated talisman.

She picked up a corner of the yellow paper with her fingertips, breathed lightly, and threw the talisman on the table.

Xia Zhitao and Qin Lin went through the wall and came into the house.Looking at the man's face, she asked in surprise, "Immortal Venerable?"

Isn't this the Halo Immortal Venerable whose tone is like X Bao's customer service in Nanke's ballad? How could it appear here?

Qin Lin glanced at her: "Do you know her?"

"This is Qi Zidong Immortal Venerable who has ascended, she is the one who created Nanke Yao," Xia Zhitao explained, "I saw her consciousness before by coincidence."

Qin Lin said thoughtfully, "So, this memory should have been preserved in the photo, and it just happened to be captured by the phantom array."

The two sneaked around behind Qi Zidong for a while and watched her draw many talismans. They didn't put down the pen until the fairy maid knocked on the door.

The little fairy bowed respectfully, and whispered softly: "Qi Xianzun, Mujin Xianzun has come and is waiting in the courtyard."

Qi Zidong was originally leaning lazily on the back of the chair, but when he heard this, he sat up straight suddenly, surprised and delighted, and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Just as Xiao Xianling was about to explain, Qi Zidong stepped on the table, banged the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and jumped out of the window.

Qin Lin was dumbfounded, and said, "Your immortals in Yashan are all like this..."

She pondered for a long time, but couldn't find a good adjective, and finally, together with Xia Zhitao, hurriedly followed Qi Zidong.

In the blooming lotus pond, stands a quaint small pavilion, behind the clusters of gauze curtains, sits a beautiful woman.

The beauty was dressed in a litmus robe, her long hair was loosely tied with a ribbon, and fell from her shoulders like a dark cloud.

Hearing someone calling her, he turned his head, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and his voice was gentle and soft: "Zidong."

Qi Zidong closed the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", opened the gauze curtain of the small pavilion, and said with a smile, "Mujin, are you finally willing to come back?"

Immortal Mujin smiled warmly, and beside her, sat a child.Looking at the grades who are about two or three years old, neither noisy nor disturbing, a pair of black ink eyes are clean and bright, looking at her curiously.

Qi Zidong leaned on the wooden pillar, glanced at the child a few times, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Hey, did you bring glutinous rice dumplings this time?"

Immortal Mu Jin turned his head slightly, his eyes were full of tenderness, he gently helped the child to straighten his long hair, and said, "I told you before, my daughter."

Qi Zidong squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch the other's soft cheek, and teased, "How old is this year?"

The child looked at her timidly, his eyes bent down in grievance, his long and thin eyelashes trembled, and he looked pitiful.

"Lan'er," Mu Jin bent down with a smile, and patted the child's head, "Come on, call me sister Zidong."

The child clung to his mother's sleeve with his five fingers, hesitated for a while, and said nonuo, "Sister Zidong."

Her voice is soft and glutinous, like a flower bone just blooming in early spring, filled with the coldness of the morning, making people's hearts soft when she shouts.

"Hey, glutinous rice dumplings are so cute."

Regardless of his ten thousand age, Qi Zidong accepted the "sister" call with peace of mind, and said with a smile, "What's your name?"

Mu Jin stretched out her hand to stroke her long hair, gently patted her back comfortingly, and said softly: "Her father gave it to her."

"...Zhang Lan, named Zilan."

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Qi Zidong sat down in the small pavilion, crossed his slender legs, wobbled the folding fan in his hand, and said, "So, have you really thought about it?"

She sighed heavily, and said softly: "Zhang Lan's bone...it's really a pity, I have never seen such aptitude suitable for cultivation, such an excellent bone from heaven."

Qi Zidong sighed: "It's a pity that the fragile shell of a mortal can't bear this gift from heaven. Otherwise, if the little guy enters the immortal way, he will definitely be no worse than that Mo Wusheng."

Mu Jin shook her head: "I don't want her to enter the Tao."

Zhang Lan looked up, her eyes were clear, and she softly called out, "Mother."

Mu Jin lowered her brows, stretched out her hand and hugged her into her arms, and said softly: "It's the best to grow up safely and healthily like this."

Qi Zidong suddenly stopped laughing.

She was silent for a while, her eyes fell on the lotus in the pond, and she said in a very soft voice, "This is a forbidden technique."

"Do you know that taking out the original spiritual root and moving it to her..." Qi Zidong said bitterly, "How will it affect you?"

Mu Jin looked calm, as if talking about something trivial, and said, "Naturally."

They whispered a few more words, but Qi Zidong couldn't persuade her in the end, they stood up and left the pavilion filled with lotus fragrance.

The memories that followed were messy and complicated, and the entire illusion was filled with thick fog, covering the vision in a vast amount.

When the fog cleared, Qi Zidong staggered, carefully holding a slender hibiscus branch, and knelt down in front of Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan sat on the cold jade bed, looked at her blankly, and whispered, "Sister Zidong?"

"What kind of sister, called ancestor!" Qi Zidong raised his hand and tugged at Zhang Lan's collar, his voice was not angry, "Really."

She bit her lip and said angrily: "Xiao Tuanzi is so cute, she has such a beautiful mother who loves you so much, I'm so jealous of you."

Zhang Lan'an sat quietly, looking at her timidly, her black eyes were covered with water, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Sister."

The child called her softly: "Sister, don't cry."

Qi Zidong's hand that was fiddling with the talisman suddenly froze.She raised her head in disbelief, wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and shouted fiercely: "Shut up!"

Zhang Lan was yelled at head and face, her face turned pale with fright, her lips were tightly closed, and her body was trembling.

Qi Zidong wiped the corners of his eyes indiscriminately, his voice trembling, and after saying a sentence, Zhang Lan fell down and fell asleep on the stone bed.

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The white mist surged up again, and different scenes flashed before him like watching flowers on horseback.

Hibiscus was close to the realm of transforming gods, and more than half of it was chopped off abruptly, but the spiritual veins were not damaged much, and it would not endanger his life.It's just a matter of re-cultivating and returning to the previous level... that's a fantasy.

After sending the two away, Qi Zidong locked himself in the room for three days and three nights, and finally came out with disheveled hair after the fairy maidservant knocked on the door for the tenth time.

"What's so good about this Zhihe peak master, whoever loves to be the one," she yawned, "Qin Zhi's disciple is pretty good, let her come."

The fairy tremblingly said: "Immortal Venerable, you can't do it..."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Although she can't be forced to change her name, Qin Zhi is still half a girl of my 'son' generation."

Qi Zidong said lazily: "Look, Zihuan is the master of Yanlong Peak, Zi Yun is the master of Jinhua Peak, why not Qin Zhi being the master of Zhihe Peak?"

After dealing with the little fairy and hastily explaining some things, Qi Zidong made some nonsense and hid in the back mountain for retreat.

This test lasted more than ten years, and when she came out, the situation had turned upside down.

The mortal Mu Jin married was imprisoned and died of poisoning, while she defied the precepts of Yashan and fell into the demon way, and was besieged and killed.

Even the only daughter of the two disappeared in the heavy snow after the country was broken, and there was no bones left.

Qi Zidong searched like crazy for dozens of years, tried every means, but found nothing.

After such a long time in a daze, she finally found that person in an unremarkable and sparsely populated mountain forest.

The mortal world has just entered the early spring season, the continuous rain has washed the blue sky, and the dawn light is dripping quietly along the branches and leaves.

"The spirit vein... the spirit vein will open here." Qi Zidong released the spirit power in his body, followed the waves carefully, and ran towards the depths of the forest.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Zidong finally met Mu Jin's daughter.

She is already a big girl, and her face is very similar to that of her mother.Only those black and white eyes, lacking a gentle smile, revealed a bit of a young man's edge, sharp and sharp.

Zhang Lan knelt on the ground, coughing intermittently, her knuckles turned white with force, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of redness, and she shouted tremblingly: "Get out!"

"Are you deaf or can't understand human language - I tell you to go away!!"

The spirit vein eroded the flesh and blood, the bones were smashed, the body was torn apart bit by bit, and then pieced together randomly.

She was in severe pain, her long eyelashes were bent by the water vapor, her body was trembling unceasingly, and her voice was hoarse: "If you want to die, you can't blame me."

As soon as the words fell, the majestic spiritual power burst out!It swept through the forest in a devastating manner, the trees collapsed in layers, and the branches and leaves fell to the ground with crackling.

Qi Zidong wanted to go forward, but stopped.

A little girl came slowly with a basket on her back. She was not frightened by the mighty spirit blade, but squatted in front of Zhang Lan.

She reached out to touch the other's cheek, but Zhang Lan slapped her away, bit her lower lip hard, and said ruthlessly, "You, what are you doing!"

"My name is Xia Zhitao, what's your name?"

The girl tilted her head slightly, looked at Zhang Lan curiously, and asked, "Why are you here alone?"

She thought about it for a moment, her eyelashes fell softly, her brows and eyes smiled gently, and she said softly, "Will you go home with me?"

The author has something to say: Qin Lin: I really misread you for actually abducting children in public!

Xia Zhitao:? ? ? ? ?

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