Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Hua Niang Restaurant didn't have too many guests at noon today, just enough to fill the lobby.

Qian Yichen occupied a table in the corner, beckoned the waiter who looked the most friendly, ordered six dishes of three meat dishes, three vegetables, and finally ordered a pot of the shop's signature fine wine, pear flower brew.

After all, after spending money, it is much easier to think of formulas.

Feng Fan wanted to go to a village near Qiu County to pick up something on this day, so he didn't go back to the wine shop with him last night, but left directly. When he came back, it was estimated that it would be in the afternoon, and Qian Yichen was left wondering whether he should go now question.

"Why, that hunter didn't go for half a day. You don't think about eating and drinking anymore?" He Lanjiu lazily supported her head, turned her eyes to look at Hua Niang behind the counter, and raised her voice, "Shopkeeper, if you don't bother, can you Come over?"

Qian Yichen came back to his senses, and forcibly explained with a piece of chopsticks that he cut the mutton for nothing: "Who doesn't think about eating and drinking anymore? I'm thinking... thinking..."

His original goal was to regain the fashion value belonging to the protagonist from the villain, but he didn't expect to start grabbing the role of the protagonist first, can this still be fun!

"Thinking about how to speak? Don't worry, there is nothing in this world that I can't figure out." He Lanjiu lowered her voice triumphantly, turned her head to Hua Niang who came slowly, with a sincere expression, "Please trouble the shopkeeper, I have——"

"My lord, I have something to ask!" Hua Niang interrupted him anxiously, pulled back her skirt and sat down.

Qian Yichen shook his hands, and the second chopsticks dropped the mutton into the bowl.

It's clearly their lines!

A flash of surprise flashed in He Lanjiu's eyes, but his face was calm and unhurried: "What's the matter? The shopkeeper is a woman who manages the huge wine shop. If there is something difficult, I will not refuse."

His demonic appearance is ferocious and gorgeous, but his usual face has a dignified and ladylike aura, at least that of a grand master's daughter.

The appearance is good, but the voice is low and evil, revealing a hint of demagogy.

However, Hua Niang could hear the lingering affection from her deep voice, and before she complained, her face flushed first: "I know that both of you are strangers, can you help the shop? To be honest, after someone died in the back alley Well, the store was not peaceful last night! If something happened, how could there be customers coming to the unlucky store..."

"Why is it unfair?" Qian Yichen put down his chopsticks and listened intently.

Hua Niang was twisting her handkerchief in trouble, her voice was so low that she was afraid that the diners around would hear: "The Taoist priest once said that the feng shui of the shop is not good, it really is true! I slept in a drowsy sleep last night, and suddenly I heard something rustling next to the pillow. Then I went out from the door. I asked the guests again, and there were three or five people staying alone in the hotel who also heard the voice, as if they were looking for something in the side room, and when they found nothing, they left."

Let's not talk about anything else, He Lanjiu is still a "prince" full of style, how did he become a Daoist when he came here?

And that resentful soul was probably looking for He Lanjiu who took the silver taels.

Qian Yichen stared at a certain thief who looked normal, and patted his chest to promise: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, I will definitely find it out and save it, if it can't be saved, it will be destroyed!"

"Hmm." He Lanjiu, who was sitting across from her, curled her lips slightly, lowered her head and poured out two cups of pear blossom wine.

Hua Niang wiped the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief, and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "Then I would like to thank the Taoist priest... and this young master, as long as we can keep the business of the restaurant, no matter when you come here in the future, you will be free of food and lodging! "

Qian Yichen didn't go to pick up the wine cup, and asked while the iron was hot: "It doesn't matter if there is room and board, I also have something to ask the shopkeeper. I heard that there was a massacre in Qiu County a few years ago, and the entire Sun family was exiled. It was caused by bandits, is there any other details?"

Immediately, Hua Niang hesitated and waved her hand to call a buddy, and forced the corners of her pale mouth to twitch: "That case, it's so tragic, I don't have any friendship with the Sun family, and I'm all focused on the restaurant business, so I only heard about it a little bit." , why don’t you ask Ah Liu to tell you about it, he’d better ask about it.”

The young man named Ah Liu put a white cloth on his shoulders, and walked over smartly: "The guest officer wants to ask about that matter? I have been busy in the lobby all day, and I have heard a lot of discussions, but I have something to say."

When the guests of the restaurant chatted, there were always small words and phrases that were overheard by the waiters, so the information provided by Ah Liu was fairly detailed.

On the night of the 29th year, every household closed their doors, and the Sun family was full of joy, but thirteen bandits sneaked into the county from the mountains, slipped in through the back door of Sun's house, murdered and looted, and planned to set fire to it before leaving. !

The fire did not burn in the end, because when the relatives came to Sun's house on the first day of the first lunar month, they found the corpses of the bandits fleeing outward near the door, without any injuries on the surface.

Qian Yichen nodded slowly after hearing this, the rumors were basically consistent with his observations in the house, the gangster and the victim died on the same night.

But the most shocking thing is that both the bodies of the bandits and the Sun family members were found in the house, but the head of Wenjun, Miss Sun's family, is still missing.

The locals felt ominous and did not dare to approach it for two months.

After Ah Liu finished speaking, he shuddered. Hearing that they had no other orders, he went to greet other guests.

"Then it is Sun Wenjun who became a resentful spirit? His body and head were separated and his death was miserable. He met all the conditions to become a ghost. He killed 13 people that night. After a while, he will probably become a ghost fairy." Qian Yichen ate absently and casually. Pick up the soft and rotten cabbage and nibble slowly.

He Lanjiu focused on savoring the pear blossom wine with a cold and quiet aroma: "Do you think it's so easy to become a ghost?"

"I'm being cautious, I don't underestimate the enemy!"

He Lanjiu looked at him firmly: "Are you worried that I will be killed by it?"

Qian Yichen glanced up and down at the crimson robe of the person opposite him, and turned his head in disgust: "I'm worried that you are too ostentatious, and you are dressed like a bridegroom in broad daylight, and everyone would think that you are going to marry her."

"What about you?" He Lanjiu, who always liked red, poured another cup by herself, "Oh, you have a good eye for Feng Fan."

Qian Yichen was indeed excited when he saw Feng Fan, but it was more emotion than admiration. He held up the small wine glass in a disguised manner: "Speak seriously! Do you think there is something wrong with the shopkeeper?"

The cold aroma of pear blossom stuffing is very familiar, after all, I only smelled it last night, how could I forget it!

"Well, there are a lot of signature wines of this store in the kitchen of Sun's house. Why doesn't the shopkeeper have any contact with this kind of big family's regular customers?" He Lanjiu's analysis lacked interest, his eyes were blurred by the cold wine, "but...it's none of my business What? Even if the resentful spirit becomes an earth immortal, it just makes the taste better."

Unwilling to slack off, Qian Yichen stacked the bowls and chopsticks and stood up, his eyes straight and firm: "I'm going to ask the shopkeeper again."

He Lanjiu poured the last few drops of pear blossom brew into his mouth, stared down at the table, but focused his ears on the sound of his footsteps in the lobby.

"You're so stupid, this is not the only mortal victimized by ghosts..."

Hua Niang's husband passed away a few years ago, and she had the final say in the restaurant. After lunch, she was urging the waiters in the yard not to be lazy. When she saw Qian Yichen coming over, she froze, her lips turned pale.

Qian Yichen believed that the thing called the protagonist's aura had enveloped him, and stood not far away with an unfathomable look: "The shopkeeper didn't tell the truth just now, right? If you hide it like this, even if others want to help, they can't do anything. It's causing trouble tonight I can't control whoever's pillow the resentful spirit runs to."

The men carrying oil and rice behind them entered the kitchen. Hua Niang looked around, gritted her teeth and confessed: "I, I have a relationship with the Sun family. I heard that after they had an accident, I ran over late at night and took some antique vases from the front room. After selling it, I refurbished the restaurant, and I only took a little, otherwise my small shop would not be able to hold on and would close down early! No, I didn’t dare to enter the backyard.”

Qian Yichen held his breath while concentrating on it, only to hear her voice lowered to almost nothing.The money spent to renovate this store is definitely not a small amount, and Hua Niang may not have "only taken a little" as she said.

It turns out that the Wraith is not targeting He Lanjiu alone, but wandering here, planning to take a double kill?

Sun Wenjun has already turned into a ghost and is still thinking about the family property and money, which can only show that he has a deep obsession. Probably ghosts have inexplicable preferences just like people.

So now that she ran back to evacuate Sun's house, would she come to the door at night?

Qian Yichen felt that this method was very feasible, and was planning specific measures when he was suddenly interrupted by a barking dog.

"Shopkeeper, you bought the black dog you want, do you want to bleed it on the spot to get rid of bad luck?"

Hua Niang nodded stiffly absent-mindedly, her eyes fell on the Taoist on the opposite side for help: "Master Daoist, do you think this is useful..."

"Don't call me Taoist priest, call me son!" Qian Yichen interrupted her angrily, looking at the mourning black dog and sighing, "Although its blood exorcises evil spirits, cinnabar and the like can be completely substituted, and also It’s not how you use it, it’s like a patient swallowing the precious medicinal material whole, without processing it, the effect will never be good.”

Hua Niang lowered her well-maintained face after she was over [-] years old: "Then this dog..."

"It would be nice for the dog to stay and guard the house. It is extremely sensitive to evil spirits. Maybe it can call twice to remind when the resentful spirit comes." Qian Yichen squatted down and patted the big dog's head, but there was no hope. It comes in handy.

After Hua Niang was told a lot, she only said that she was relying on the young master, so she hurriedly left in shame, her lotus-coloured skirt swaying under the hurried steps.

The black dog with shiny fur seemed to know that he had saved his life. He lay down with his tongue out, and without biting anyone, turned his belly out for the savior to touch.

Qian Yichen rubbed its belly in a serious manner: "It's nothing, you're welcome, if you notice ghosts haunting you, remember to call me a few times to remind me, Dahei."

Anyway, animals don't protest against ugly names, so just pick one.

Qian Yichen stroked Dahei with one hand, and suddenly felt a small and hard thing between the fur of his stomach, stopped and picked it: "Are you sick? Or was it bitten by a bug?"

There is more than one small meat ball growing on the big black belly, four on one side are exactly two rows of symmetry... It's weird, it feels like a magic formation.

"money……"

"Feng Fan, you're back! Did you come in from the back alley?" Qian Yichen was burying his head in studying its belly when he heard a familiar voice, his eyes brightened, and he said casually, "This dog seems to be sick."

Feng Fan just arrived at the restaurant, carrying a boxy package in his hand, looked at it from a distance and coughed: "That's not a disease, cough, but its milk..."

"This is a male dog." Qian Yichen looked down at Dahei's crotch and nodded to confirm, the movement of trying to pick off the meat suddenly became stiff!

I am a man, don't I grow up too?

As for Feng Fan, he was about to cough up something helplessly...

After a while, Qian Yichen stood up with nothing to love, and his footsteps drifted away all the way: "No, I suddenly remembered that I have to go to cast a baby, time waits for no one, you don't have to give it away..."

When he came here, besides grabbing the scene with the protagonist and saving the protagonist's rival, he also openly played a hooligan in front of the protagonist!

What about stealing the villain's fashion value as agreed?

The value of impression keeps dropping, and the word "pig teammate" will accompany him for life. If it weren't for the cold early spring, he would have jumped into the well in the backyard and ended his life!

"...Hahahaha! I didn't force you to play around with a dog this time. As for Feng Fan, have you already set off for Qingzhou?"

He Lanjiu pounded the table with laughter in the wing room on the second floor, the big emerald snake curled up, with its head resting on the tip of its tail.

Qian Yichen, who was lying on the side of the bed, lifted the quilt with one hand to cover his face: "What kind of teasing, please be careful with your words! I just touched Dahei a few times, you won't really want to tease small animals when you see them." Are you funny?"

"First of all, that dog has sharp teeth and is half the height of a person." He Lanjiu sat upright by the table and gradually restrained his smile. "Secondly, when I saw small animals, I just wanted to tear them up and eat them."

Qian Yichen's muffled voice came out of the thin blanket: "...Don't confuse me with you."

"Then, do you want to talk about your arrest of Sun Wenjun?" He Lanjiu untied her hair tie and walked to the bed slowly, pulled the quilt mercilessly, and covered herself.

"Tonight, I don't plan to ask Feng Fan to go to Sun's house to move things to lure the ghosts out. I want to go by myself." Qian Yichen stared blankly at the sky, only opening and closing his lips, "It's not because of such a trivial matter..."

Rather, the expression he saw on Feng Fan's face just now was exhaustion that could not be concealed no matter what.

That person has been working for the Hunter Union since a long time ago, fighting all the way so far, without any time to relax.

How about letting Feng Fan take a break and let him go to fight monsters?

He Lanjiu lay on her back with her arms on her pillow thoughtfully, wrapping that extremely tough hair around her fingers.

Qian Yichen closed his eyes in a daze, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up at Xu time, the first thing he found was that He Lanjiu had left. Just about to laugh out loud, his mood continued to drop after the door was pushed open.

It would be great if this guy disappeared from the world, he would be free from now on...

He Lanjiu didn't have the consciousness of disappearing, and dangled in front of his eyes with vigor: "I wandered up and down the wine shop just now, and I have confirmed that the ghost is not in the shop, nor attached to anyone else."

"...Ah?" Qian Yichen sat up in a daze, and only after a long while did he understand this sentence, "How did you do it?"

He Lanjiu took out a palm-sized round mirror from his bosom and threw it on the table: "Bronze mirror restrains evil spirits, and ghosts cannot appear in the mirror, or in other words, even aliens don't like this thing. I leaned on the beam to get the mirror I took a picture of those people and found nothing unusual."

Qian Yichen became interested all of a sudden, jumped out of bed and took a mirror to look at his side face, and was a little disappointed after seeing the image: "...Didn't you not show your original shape?"

"There are also mirrors that can show the true nature of all the monster races, but there is only one in the world." He Lanjiu sat and let him take a picture, and thoughtfully changed into a more graceful posture, "I don't want to go out tonight, and you don't have to go to Sun's house alone. "

His image in the bronze mirror is only a little blurred than in reality, and it's not because the lamp is not lit. It looks like an ink painting that has been soaked in rain, and the portrait is also slightly smudged, only the tear mole is particularly obvious.

"...Thank you." Qian Yichen put down the mirror and was silent for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable when he spoke.

He Lanjiu lit the oil lamp with flint, and he was best at clearing his favor with one sentence: "Then what do you plan to get as reward? How about singing me a little song?"

"Let me do a little dance for you." Qian Yichen angrily turned his head to the other side.

"That's fine too."

"..."

There is no need to go out tonight, Qian Yichen's sleep in the afternoon to recharge his batteries is meaningless, the later it gets, the more energetic he becomes.

On the other hand, He Lanjiu used mortal food to nourish her qi and blood, and fell asleep when she was full as usual.

Qian Yichen felt bored walking up and down the room, so he simply opened the window a little, and the cold night wind immediately poured in.

"Shh, shh..."

The sound of toes rubbing against the ground resounded in the dark street outside.

Qian Yichen stuck his head out with his eyes wide open, trying to distinguish where the sound came from under the darkness.

Ah, I see.

A long-haired woman in white clothes, walking like floating, can hardly see the ups and downs of her feet, wandering back and forth on this street.

Which normal girl would act like a ghost on the street late at night?

That is Sun Wenjun!

"Hey, don't sleep, I saw a female ghost in white floating over the street outside the window, it's really weird!" Qian Yichen tried his best to wake He Lanjiu up, but he didn't even see the other person's face, but the atmosphere was gone. Shocking enough!

He Lanjiu looked down at the hands that fell on her chest, and slowly got up and got out of bed: "Then let's go."

The accurate expression of his "walk" should be "jump", because after he finished speaking, he immediately picked up Qian Yichen and jumped out of the window.

and so……

"Wow!" Qian Yichen reflexively hugged the person next to him when he was weightless. Fortunately, the height of the second floor was nothing, and he fell to the ground within a breath.

And the white figure was still floating slowly in the distance, gradually sneaking into the night mist.

He Lanjiu smiled excitedly like a hunter, and the tear moles on the corners of his eyes began to grow strange lines, staring at the back to catch up, and getting closer——

"The bad thing that murdered people, but let me catch you!"

The ghost turned around first, and the white clothes exploded to reveal the gauze clothes underneath. As soon as he opened his mouth, he could hear the voice of a girl: "Huh? Why don't you have a ghostly aura on you, it's weird... Ah! Is it a living person? My name is Hua Listen, from the Hua family in Fuzhou, offend this fellow Taoist!"

He Lanjiu brushed her fingertips across her right cheek, and the slender lines disappeared immediately, but she still stared at her slender neck with burning eyes.

As a cultivator, Yuanshen always tastes better than ghosts...

"You can't eat this!" Qian Yichen ran over panting, and when he heard the girl's name, he hugged him nervously and dragged him back.

The eldest lady of the Hua family in Fuzhou is single-named, and that is his favorite female character, a girl who belongs to Feng Fan!