Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Once... no, until now, Qian Yichen has maintained his youthful second-year dream, like holding a flaming long sword to split the sun and the moon, walking against the current among thousands of troops, anyway, he couldn't help but laugh when he said it , but I can't help but think about the scene when there is no one.

Today, at any rate, I realized a——

Flying across the sky with a huge monster, throwing off the pursuers behind him and falling from the sky, and then...

"Ah! Ahh!"

Qian Yichen clasped his arms tightly while trembling, and buried his head in the fluffy back hair of his bare chest: "It's so cold, so cold——I'm freezing to death!!"

"Aww?" He Lanjiu ran low on the snowy ground, leaving a trail of silver-blue fox fire, burning the little monster who was chasing behind him into ashes.

Then the figure turned around in the mountain depression, and the sharp claws retracted and turned into a human shape, which looked like he was hugging Qian Yichen horizontally.

"...The traces have been cleaned up? I can't feel any breath, so it should be safe." Qian Yichen buried his neck in his neck, and his frozen face was still numb for a long time.

It feels good to ride a mount and look down on the world, but as a mortal with no cultivation, in this world without high-level heat preservation facilities, there is only one word when the wind blows, cold!

"Is it hard?" He Lanjiu touched his cheek with one free hand, which was so cold that he couldn't feel any temperature at all, just like his fingertips.

The stiff face made a crisp cracking sound after being touched...

In fact, the hair on Chi Ke's demon body is fluffy and soft. It would be fun to turn him into a beast on the ground.

But if there is a dangerous existence in the world, watching it...

If you kill Qingqiu and his party, you don't have to hide in Tibet anymore, and then let He Lanjiu turn into a beast every day and roll all over the ground.

"This neighborhood shouldn't be far from Hongran Village, right? Hiding the evil spirit and walking there, I just don't know if Sheng Yuan is still there?" Qian Yichen rubbed his hands to recover the temperature, and looked around to identify the direction.

"The scholar? He should have died long ago. The lifespan of a mortal is usually very short." He Lanjiu walked towards the west disapprovingly, leaving a line of footprints on the ground.

Qian Yichen corrected his forehead in distress: "No matter how short your lifespan is, you won't die in less than a year... By the way, I'm also a mortal, what will you do after I die?"

"With the power of modeling clay, you won't die so early." He Lanjiu didn't like this topic very much, so he walked faster, "You won't die."

Qian Yichen nodded, and took the initiative to hold his cold hand: "Of course, there are still many things we haven't had time to do together."

This time, he didn't want to regain the protagonist's fashion value, but wanted to live with someone who actually existed.

The scenery in winter is the same everywhere, the dead branches and snow at the end can't be seen, not to mention that they can't use demon power, only the footprints behind them can prove that they are moving forward.

Not long after Qian Yichen left, he saw a dilapidated village in the distance, and his memory was gradually awakened by the familiar scene: "Three great families of the evil way, the ability of the Su family is the lunar mirror, and that mirror can communicate with unformed monsters. Qingqiu Since the only remaining bone cannot be sensed, it must be using its own will to fight against the master's call... To find this kind of alien between a demon and a dead thing, you must need a solar mirror."

"I don't know if the people from the Su family are still there, but I can only find out from this clue. I still remember the taste of the man I met at that time. If I meet again, I will definitely not miss it." He Lanjiu raised his hand to accept Looking at the handful of crushed snow falling from the branches, my eyes drifted away.

Looking there along the path, Hongran Village looks more dilapidated than before, with a large number of uninhabited empty houses, some of which are even crushed by snow.

In the distance, someone came on horseback.

The hooves of the horses were getting louder and louder, and when they stopped not far in front of Qian Yichen, a man slowed down and let the date-colored horses walk slowly along the side of the road, so as not to hurt anyone.

The first time Qian Yichen saw him, he was a little surprised.

It wasn't that the man in the smoke-colored robe was so good-looking, but his temperament was carved out of the same mold as He Lanjiu.

Cold and pale, with a cold air between the brows that has not been covered for a thousand years... Once you enter the evil way, you will inevitably have the characteristics of this kind of yang energy attenuation.

"Friend Daoist, is the village in front of you uninhabited?" He Lanjiu asked politely as if he hadn't noticed it.

The other party was taken aback, didn't get off the horse, looked at him carefully for a moment, and didn't deny the identity of the Taoist: "It's true that no one lives there, but I suggest you don't go there."

"Why?" He Lanjiu asked with interest.

The man on the horse also showed that indifferent smile: "Because fellow Taoist is gone, he will definitely be injured."

Will you still talk?Qian Yichen was very annoyed.

He Lanjiu was not offended and sullen, but with the sympathy between distorted people, she bid farewell to the man in a friendly manner.

The horse carried him away, and the earth was frozen solid, raising no dust.

"There is no demonic or ghostly aura. He should be someone who practiced other evil arts, but not from the Su family, unlike Qingqiu's subordinates. I haven't seen him there." After the person left, He Lanjiu immediately turned cold. Heading towards the destination, "Is there really no one in Hongran Village?"

Qian Yichen carefully observed the road while walking: "...I think there is such a possibility. There are only horseshoe prints on the snow, and Sheng Yuan is an ordinary person. Living in a barren village must prepare drinking water, and it is bound to have a relationship with the nearby counties. come and go."

"So if he lived in the village, the road would be much cleaner?" He Lanjiu actually didn't expect this. After all, if he was happy, he could ride against the wind without leaving any traces.

But even so, it is still necessary to go to the village to check.

Qian Yichen found Sheng Yuan's house based on his memory. Those tile-roofed houses were obviously left unattended, and there was limp withered grass under the eaves.

"Sure enough, there's no one there...I didn't have time to check the last time I came here. Is there a cellar or something like that here?" He pushed open the insect-eaten door.

He Lanjiu didn't intend to go in at first, but when he saw him move, he reluctantly stepped over the threshold.

Even if he decides to deal with Qingqiu, he still believes in the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and he is too lazy to bother.

But the memories left here don't seem to be bad.

They were pretending to be newlyweds, and Qian Yichen's eyes were shining brightly...

The furnishings in the main house even maintained the appearance of a new house, with the word "happy" dusty, and brocade quilts piled obediently at the corner of the bed.

"Why don't we tidy up here so we can get married again?" He Lanjiu picked up two porcelain cups that held a cup of wine.

Qian Yichen was bending over to look under the bed when the rotten bedpost suddenly couldn't support the bed board and collapsed!

"Be careful!" He Lanjiu immediately dropped the cup and rushed to snatch Qian Yichen back.

The flimsy wood cut hard along the back of the hand, leaving a wound that immediately bled profusely.

"Are you okay? Even if the bed collapses, it won't hit me. Why do you..." Qian Yichen looked around, but couldn't find any clean cloth, so he could only cover his wound with his hands first.

The cool blood became completely cold in the air...

"It's just a small injury, so I don't need to use demon power to repair it." He Lanjiu looked at the wound indifferently, and wiped off the remaining blood with his sleeve.

"I know it's a minor injury, you don't care, I will feel uncomfortable." Qian Yichen groped around, tore off a strip of his shirt, and carefully wrapped the back of his hand, "There is too much dust in the room, so wrap it up to avoid infection .”

He Lanjiu smiled very contentedly, and frowned again when she thought of one thing: "It's really like what that man said, coming here will hurt you..."

"If it's not a coincidence, then he can predict the future?" Qian Yichen was full of doubts, and he didn't want to stay in this kind of room full of unstable factors, "Let's go, actually think about it from another angle, what we are looking for is not Sheng Yuan, but someone from the Su family... It's just that he is the most likely to contact him. And we need to confirm whether the purpose of the man who came to Hongran Village just now has anything to do with this matter."

"Maybe he was also looking for someone from the Su family..." He Lanjiu was halfway through speaking, when his attention was suddenly attracted by the collapsed bed.

After the whole bed collapsed, it was broken into two parts from the middle. There is no cellar dark room here, but there is a mezzanine in the middle of the bed!

"That man's smell... something important to him was once placed here." He Lanjiu bent down and picked up the wood that made up the interlayer, and sniffed it lightly.

Qian Yichen didn't smell anything, only felt the rotten smell, but couldn't help but said: "Taiyin mirror?"

"Perhaps. If it wasn't for the lack of air circulation in the mezzanine, the first-line smell wouldn't last so long." He Lanjiu threw away his things and clapped his hands, "People from the Su family had contact with Sheng Yuan, so I'm not sure if it was coercion or the scholar offered to help. , In short, the two stayed here for a while before going elsewhere."

"Then where can he go? Now the scope of the search will expand, and Sheng Yuan doesn't look like a rich man, but he doesn't know the owner of the sun mirror..."

"It's enough. There is a ray of smell, enough for me to find one of the two." He Lanjiu's eyes flashed with confidence.

Tracking is a required course for hunters.

The spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the monks are as unique as fingerprints, it is difficult to disguise, and there is an extremely weak connection with the master.

He Lanjiu soaked the remaining blood into the laminated wood, closed his eyes and sensed for a while, and said firmly, "It's in the southeast, the county closest to here. A monk once used this spell when he was tracking me, and the chance of accuracy is very high."

……

Years ago, the city was always deserted.

There is absolutely no way to hide traces of this kind of place, and Qian Yichen is not so vigilant when he walks around, focusing on looking for corners where the Su family may appear.

"As long as you are a human, you have to rest and eat. Let's start with inns and restaurants? After all, men with mirrors are more conspicuous. Go and look for them in well-informed places."

He Lanjiu held a piece of sawdust brought from Hongran Village, and pierced it into his palm where he couldn't see it. Fresh blood soaked it: "Shh, wait. The spell is still going on."

He guided Qian Yichen to turn around the alley, and finally stopped. The place in front of him was not a place suitable for recuperation, but a... casino?

Even standing at the door, you can still feel the soaring heat wave inside, and the sound of yelling and betting...

"No wonder the breath is vague, faint but never interrupted." He Lanjiu stuck to Qian Yichen's ear and sent his voice over, "The master of the Taiyin Mirror uses the vigor of ordinary people to cover up the evil spirit on his body, but those gamblers have no cultivation after all. But, so it’s still a bit short.”

"Hiding in the gambling house..." Qian Yichen walked forward, a little apprehensive at first, but fortunately there were too many gamblers coming in and out of the door, so it was easy to sneak in.

It was when He Lanjiu entered the door that the boy from the gambling shop took a few extra glances.

Opening the half-worn curtains, the scorching heat wave immediately hit us head-on, and the turbid air made it almost impossible to open your eyes.

"Small! Small! Small!"

The shirtless man stared at the table, sweat dripping from his temples.

As soon as the dice cup was opened, some people laughed and some cried, not like living people.

Qian Yichen half-closed his pupils, turned his head and asked He Lanjiu: "Can you find him?"

"The breath is too complicated, it's not easy. But... I saw it." He Lanjiu stared straight ahead.

what did you see?

Qian Yichen followed his gaze, and he noticed a gambling table in the corner surrounded by people, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

Qian Yichen squeezed through the crowd and got in, but was stunned when he saw the scene inside.

The first thing that comes into view is not the bet gambler, but the bet...a mirror.

According to Cang Feng's description, the Taiyin mirror is made of white jade, with a mirror holder made of gloomy wood. Even if the pattern is simple and simple, one can see the preciousness at a glance.

Has the only one side of the sun mirror in the world been used for gambling?

The dice cup was opened, and the lunar mirror bet on "big". The points of the three dice were four, five, and six, and he won.

The mirror and the money he won were placed in front of a certain man, but the man who won the bet didn't even look at it, and just pushed the mirror out casually, pressing it on "Xiao".

The dice cup is opened again, one, two, three, small.

He actually won again.

More and more gamblers gathered around, and some even followed the mirror to suppress it, and the face of the dealer became more and more ugly.

Qian Yichen grabbed the spectators in front of him and asked, "Brother, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's just luck. I heard that the man who bet on that mirror has never lost a bet for three days, so he came here specially to take a look. But look at him, every time he wins, his face looks ugly, as if he can't wait It's the same as putting the bet out."

Qian Yichen poked his head in that direction from the crowd of people, and sure enough, he saw an unhappy face.

The owner of the sun mirror, don't want the family magic weapon anymore?

What an unworthy descendant this is!

Qian Yichen looked for an opportunity to ask if the other party was the person holding the mirror, his sleeve was pulled lightly, but when he turned around, He Lanjiu pressed his body down.

"It's the man riding a horse that I met in the morning. He also found this place. He really came for the Taiyin mirror." He Lanjiu's clear voice came.

Qian Yichen covered half of his face, sneaked a look through between his fingers, and saw a familiar face as expected.

The cold and pale man was wearing a smoke-colored robe. It was only when he got close that he realized that his clothes were embroidered with colorful silk threads, but the pattern could not be discerned.

"Su Er, stay safe."

Su Er, the mirror holder of this generation in the Su family of the evil way, immediately trembled when he heard the words, and looked over in a daze: "...how I've been during this time, don't you know? Feng Wu, come and take a gamble, If you win, the sun mirror is yours."

The owner of the solar mirror just won another game, and continued to put the mirror on the gambling table in despair.The copper coins and silver coins he won were piled aside, but he didn't pay attention to them.

Stealing in a casino is a big taboo, but with his casualness, even if someone steals a handful of copper coins, the owner probably won't notice.

"It's easy to take other things from your hands, but it's too difficult." Feng Wu leaned against the gaming table with folded arms, and took out a stone from his sleeve with a smile, "Dealer, I left in a hurry today without any money. Something else."

That kind of stone that can be seen everywhere can also bet on?The casino is not a serious business, and there are many outlaws. They were obviously bullied, but no one made any comments, even the banker nodded!

Qian Yichen observed Feng Wu for a long time, and said in a low voice: "We came at the right time, the three great families of the evil way are all together."

The Helan family specializes in producing geniuses with evil intentions, the Su family has a sun mirror that can communicate with different kinds, and the remaining one, the heir of the Feng family, has the ability to speak well.

Everything they say will come true, no wonder they never speak in a negotiating tone.

The dice cup was lifted, and Su Er still won.

The scattered silver and the stone were placed by his hand.

"Still betting?" Su Er was dressed in an exotic style, with a green cloth wrapped around his head, covering his ears.

"Then bet on our cooperation of more than ten years." Feng Wu didn't even bother to take out the stone this time.

Su Er raised his eyes and sneered sarcastically, the small bell at the corner of his clothes vibrated, and the sound of the bell was drowned out in the crowd: "That kind of thing doesn't exist at all!"

"I said yes, then there will be." Feng Wu stood opposite him calmly, "And this one, I want to win."

"impossible!"

"Didn't you really want to lose the solar mirror just now, why are you winning again now?"

Su Er glared at him fiercely, and the two equally pale faces faced each other from a distance: "Listen up, Feng Wu, I can give the mirror to anyone in the world, but it can't be you!"

Feng Wu was noncommittal, but coughed a few times uncontrollably.

"Crash..."

The sound of the dice shaking and colliding sounded, and they fell on the table with a thud.

Su Er pressed too hard this time, and the scarlet dots of the three dice were drawn face up, and the small ones could not be smaller.

The gamblers who watched with bated breath suddenly shouted excitedly.

"I lost, I lost, I really lost!"

"Let me just say, no one will win money all the time. It's just a matter of luck. Someone has better luck than him, and it will die soon."

"puff……"

In stark contrast to the room full of boiling, Feng Wu, who could no longer hold back the blood in his heart, spit out dark red blood, even if he covered his mouth in time, it continued to overflow from between his fingers!

"This is... what's going on?" The gambler beside Qian Yichen kept receding as if fleeing, making him almost unable to hide his figure.

He Lanjiu pondered: "The Taiyin mirror has been passed down from generation to generation, and its connection with the person holding the mirror is even more than that of a common magic weapon, so Su Er can't get rid of it anyway. Just now, the people of the Feng family rewritten the connection with one sentence, but they also paid the price. "

The circle around the gaming table was getting bigger and bigger, Feng Wu wiped off the blood stains on his jaw, stretched his arms, revealing the complete embroidery pattern.

Red is Suzaku, blue is Qingluan, yellow is Swan, white is Swan, and purple is Swan.

Only the head of the Feng family of this generation is eligible to wear the five-color phoenix clothing.

"After chasing you for so long, I finally got the lunar mirror." He lowered his head and stared at Su Er condescendingly, "The Feng family can't be broken in my hands, so please, die for me."

Su Er lost that tit-for-tat aura, and said with a wry smile: "There shouldn't be any superfluous things in the evil way, should there be? I thought that when you came to me that day, you really had nowhere to go to ask me for help."

Qian Yichen pretended to be a bystander, and was about to continue pretending to be a passerby, when he suddenly realized that something was missing behind him.

Oops!

He Lanjiu fell from mid-air and went straight to the mirror between the two of them: "Since you don't want to give it to him, how about giving me the mirror?"