[Quick Transmigration] Cute and charming villains

Although Mu Qingke quickly adjusted his expression, Cheng Rui still caught the sleepy haze at that moment. Cheng Rui had never seen such a defenseless posture before. He couldn't help but get closer. I asked again: "On the Lantern Festival, do you want to go out?"

Before Mu Qingke could answer, Cheng Rui seemed to guess what he was going to say, and quickly added: "If there is a way for you to have a healthy body in one day, would you like to go out?"

This time, Mu Qingke couldn't hold back the calm look on his face anymore, his pupils suddenly dilated, then shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "How is that possible."

"What if I say, I can do it?" Cheng Rui approached a little closer, carefully discerning the expression on the other party's face.In the nearly thousand years of his life, there were very few things that could interest him.But now, his interest seems to be to peel off Mu Qingke's gentle and kind appearance, and then to know what the real counterpart is like.

Cheng Rui stared at Mu Qingke closely, as if hoping to see the slightest change in the other's face.However, apart from the shock at the beginning, Mu Qingke didn't show any extra expressions after listening to his words.

His expression looked as if he had just finished listening to an interesting story, then he smiled slowly and said, "You seem to be... farther away than I imagined."

Cheng Rui could naturally hear the meaning of the word "distant" in the other party's mouth——

Between human beings and immortal cultivators, there is a gap between time and life, a gap that cannot be crossed even in a lifetime.

"If you can really do it, then I'd be happy to go out and have a look." Mu Qingke still had that smile on his face that Cheng Rui couldn't understand, and his tone seemed a little joyful.

The Xiaoyao School does have a secret technique that is not passed on to the outside world, called "Nirvana".

The art of Nirvana can make the body of the subject reach its peak state and avoid all pain.This was originally used to euthanize those disciples who were infected with demon miasma and tortured by illness.This technique is not very harmful to the subject, but for the caster, it takes a lot of cultivation, and those who are slightly unstable may lose their foundation.

However, over the past few hundred years, demons have gradually stopped showing their faces, and fewer and fewer disciples will be infected with miasma. Therefore, the technique of Nirvana has also been listed as a forbidden technique and sealed in the library.If he hadn't had the idea of ​​healing Mu Qingke before, so he searched the Cangshu Pavilion, Cheng Rui might not know that there are still such secret techniques in the Xiaoyao Sect.

To perform the technique of Nirvana, there are not many things that need to be prepared, only a living room that will not be disturbed by outsiders is enough.

As for the fact that an unstable mind will damage the foundation, Cheng Rui naturally doesn't take it seriously.Furthermore, in order to break through the realm of transcendence, he has to do things that he would not normally try.The opportunity for a breakthrough often exists in unexpected changes.

He has been trapped in this realm for almost a hundred years...

Cheng Rui took out the note with the breakthrough from the sumeru bag, his eyes lingered on the last page that was torn off, and he frowned involuntarily.Regarding the method of breaking through, the owner of the diary only wrote that he had to enter the world and experience all kinds of things in the world, but the last page of the diary was torn off.

The door behind him was suddenly opened, Cheng Rui put away the note and turned around.

Mu Qingke was dressed in bamboo green clothes, and his long hair was simply standing on end. His face was no longer pale and bloodless, but a jade white with a little ruddy.After being given the technique of Nirvana, he no longer suffers from stubborn illnesses. He looks radiant, as if the whole world is under his feet.

Cheng Rui had never seen Mu Qingke in such high spirits before, and his heart trembled suddenly.

However, this panic was only for a moment. Soon, Cheng Rui regained his thoughts. He glanced at Mu Qingke, and then jokingly said: "You can't go out like this."

Mu Qingke also realized it. No one knew that the young master of the Mu family was suffering from a chronic illness and was sitting in a wheelchair all day long.If he ran out carelessly like this, there might be some messy rumors.

Cheng Rui took out another mask from the sumeru bag, which was a defensive magic weapon refined during his alchemy period.Although the grade is not high, Cheng Rui is picky, so he wins because of his beautiful appearance.However, now that his realm is much higher than that of Jindan, he naturally doesn't need this mask, so he simply gave it to Mu Qingke.

This mask is made of rare warm jade in Kunlun ice and snow, and it can also be transformed into a jade pendant that can be worn next to the body in ordinary times, which is very beneficial to the human body.

The sumeru bag is a magic weapon of space held by immortal cultivators. From Mu Qingke's perspective, Cheng Rui seems to have conjured a mask out of thin air.However, the former only flickered slightly, and did not show an overly surprised expression.

When ordinary people see such unreasonable things, most of them will show incredible, or ask a question out of curiosity.As for Mu Qingke, he seemed to have seen something unusual, and he didn't say anything or ask anything.

It was too deserted.

But Cheng Rui also knew that there was a deep tenderness hidden under that cold temperament, once the layer of ice was peeled off, he could touch the ground.

Mu Qingke was still standing where he was, and Cheng Rui walked up to him in a few steps.The latter seemed to have seen the opponent's intentions, and when he was about to step back, he was hugged around the waist, and then his eyes dimmed, and Cheng Rui put on the mask for Mu Qingke.

The two were very close, and Mu Qingke moved uncomfortably.

Cheng Rui let go, then tapped on the mask, laughed and said, "It's quite suitable."

The vibration of the mask being knocked was clearly felt by the body, Mu Qingke pursed his lips, then raised his eyes to look at Cheng Rui.

Mu Qingke's entire face was covered by a mask, only his eyes looked over clearly.For some reason, Cheng Rui suddenly thought of the picture scroll he saw that day.

He suddenly stopped laughing.

"Let's go." Cheng Rui turned around and said.

"Okay." After Mu Qingke still answered simply, he followed Cheng Rui's footsteps.

The two walked out side by side.

During the Shangyuan Festival, lanterns of various shapes can be seen everywhere in the market, hanging high.The joyful festive atmosphere makes people happy, and Mu Qingke seems to be in a good mood without the trouble of stubborn illness.

During such a festival, there will be vendors selling all kinds of masks, and people wearing masks can be seen everywhere.Cheng Rui found it interesting, so he picked out a ghost mask with a blue face and fangs, and put it on.

The two stood side by side, one as gentle as jade, and the other as open-minded and uninhibited.Although their temperaments are in conflict with each other, they seem to be in perfect harmony.The same handsome, upright, and magnificent figure attracted the attention of the ladies who seldom go out once.

Because of his health, Mu Qingke seldom went out. He had only read about such lively scenes in books, but had never seen them with his own eyes.Although Cheng Rui has lived for nearly a thousand years, most of the time he has spent in boring practice, and he is also full of curiosity about such colorful things in the world.

The two wandered around, unknowingly it was already dark.

The lanterns are lit up one after another, like clouds stretching for miles, shining with a faint orange glow.

And Mu Qingke's eyes were already looking at the lantern riddle on one side, looking eager to try.

The peddler came up with great insight and said enthusiastically, "You two young masters are so talented, why don't you come to us and guess the lantern riddles. If you get the answer right, the lantern will be yours."

Cheng Rui glanced at Mu Qingke, and smiled at the peddler: "Then go and have a look."

Most of the lantern riddles in the world are closely related to their life and culture. Cheng Rui only looked at the riddles of a few lanterns, and then gave up the idea of ​​guessing in vain, and only concentrated on watching Mu Qingke guess the riddles.

Mu Qingke also picked and picked, and finally stopped in front of a lotus lantern.

The peddler said: "Master, you have good eyesight. This is the best lantern we have here today. But until now, no one has guessed its answer. If you guess it, this lantern will belong to you."

Mu Qingke nodded, and then went to look at the puzzles hanging on the lotus lantern.

[The intoxicated bottle never returns. 】

Cheng Rui looked at it for a long time but didn't see why. He could only secretly feel that mortals always like to say some polite words.

But here, Mu Qingke just thought for a while, and then said: "The answer to the mystery is the wine glass."

"My lord is very talented, and the answer to the riddle is the wine glass." The peddler took off the lotus lantern, handed it to Mu Qingke, and said, "Then this lotus lantern will belong to you, my lord."

Surrounded by people who went to the temple to pray, and then went to the river to put lanterns.Mu Qingke took the lotus lantern and walked towards the river naturally.

"How did you guess the answer to this riddle?" Cheng Rui couldn't help asking curiously.

Mu Qingke replied: "It's not difficult, it's just a matter of tearing down the characters. In front of the intoxicating bottle, take the first half of the three characters of intoxicating bottle, which are 氵, 少, and 木, and there is another word in the middle of the long non-return, which is the wine cup two." Words. And..."

He stopped suddenly and stopped talking.

Cheng Rui asked, "And what?"

Mu Qingke shook his head, changed the subject and said, "Go and light the lamp."

Cheng Rui was curious from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions. He also diverted the conversation along the way: "I watched others write their wishes on the lanterns, don't you want to write them?"

Mu Qingke had already held the lotus lantern and let it out. When he heard Cheng Rui's question, he just replied calmly: "It's useless."

Then, there was a long silence, neither of them spoke.

The short day was about to pass, and they walked side by side on the way back.

Turning the corner, the brightly lit street market is no longer visible, only the noise from the ear can be heard, other than that, there is only the darkness and the sound of each other's breathing.

Mu Qingke suddenly stopped and grabbed Cheng Rui's sleeve.

Mu Qingke's mask had been taken off by himself at some point, and at the moment Cheng Rui turned around, Mu Qingke leaned forward and kissed the blue-faced and long-toothed ghost's face lightly.

After doing all this, he did not hide, but just looked at Cheng Rui steadfastly, without any embarrassment or shame.

Expressing all the feelings so frankly, it's like someone knocked hard on the heart, quickly and accurately, making you unavoidable.

"You... really..." Cheng Rui murmured, then took off his mask, clasped Mu Qingke's chin, and kissed him.

The cold lips parted at the touch, but the throbbing in my heart surged out violently.

Until this moment, Cheng Rui could no longer deceive himself or others.

——He was deeply in love with the person in front of him.

The turbulent emotions almost overwhelmed him. At this moment, he wanted to confide a lot of words, but he didn't wait for him to speak.

Mu Qingke's body fell limply first.

Cheng Rui picked him up before he landed on the ground, and the weight in his hands was terribly light, as if telling Cheng Rui: the life of a mortal is as light as a feather.

One day has passed, and the illusion maintained by the technique of Nirvana is shattered.

Mu Qingke is still the mortal who was born with no veins and could not survive a weak crown.