[Quick Transmigration] Heard I'm a bad woman!

But, no matter in life or as a monster, you have to learn to try to challenge the impossible. What if a miracle breaks out and you succeed?

Based on this idea, Yan Ying didn't say anything unpleasant at all to stop her friend Xie Zijing.

Firstly, it is impossible to stop the scorpion spirit who is avant-garde and fearless because of his poisonous body, and secondly, Yan Ying also wants to see Buddhist jokes.

So just like that, Yan Ying not only didn't stop, but also secretly offered help, vowing to make the impossible possible...

Anyway, that kind of thing, even a monk is not at a disadvantage!

The time passed quietly like this, and on the last day of the next September, the business of 'Taoyao Tea House', which has always been not so good, suddenly welcomed a dog, a handsome gentleman and a young monk with a fair face and tender skin.

The scorpion spirit who was in a daze with his hand resting on his cheeks suddenly regained his energy, winked at Yan Ying, who was using a feather duster to teach the little Gu carving and little roll, and greeted him with a smile.

"What do the guests want to have? The peach blossom tea in our teahouse is the best seller. The ladyboys who have drunk it all say that they can hit peach blossoms, and they bloom one after another."

Well, when talking, the scorpion spirit was speaking to the young monk with fair skin and tender lips, red lips and white teeth. On the contrary, the handsome man with a dog demon was gorgeously ignored by her.

This is rare, after all, in terms of presence, a handsome man with a dog demon has a little more presence.

Yan Ying took a few glances at the handsome man, and was slightly impressed by the yellow shirt he was wearing and the golden bow and silver bullets placed aside.

——The young man in the yellow shirt and gauze hat is starving and hungry.

Inexplicably, such a poem appeared in Yan Ying's mind.This is from the "Song of the Qutang God" by Zhou Wenpu, a poet of the Song Dynasty. It praises Guankou Erlang, who has the merits of locking the dragon to control the water, beheading the dragon to control the water, and cutting the mountain to control the water.

Before the Qing Dynasty, the myth about the Erlang God recorded that the third princess of the Jade Emperor, Yunhuanv, also known as Yunhua Fairy, was married to a mortal Yang Tianyou, and was crushed in Taoshan after giving birth to a son Yang Jian. The "Lotus Lantern" originated from Chen Xiang The story of splitting the mountain to save the mother began to spread from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China period.That is to say, in the myth, Yunhua girl has only one son, Yang Jian.

As for Yao Ji, she is the goddess of Wushan, the daughter of Emperor Yan.Died unmarried, buried in the sun of Wushan Mountain, the spirit is on the grass, it is actually Ganoderma lucidum.

It has nothing to do with Yunhua Girl and Yang Tianyou, the reincarnation of Golden Boy.

What's more, the world of this dimension is pure. It is a world of gods and demons based on "Journey to the West". It is recorded in "Journey to the West" that Yang Jian's mother is the daughter of the Jade Emperor. only son.

If there is a world of gods and demons based on "Lotus Lantern" + "Prequel of Lotus Lantern", she will definitely stand on the side of Ao Cunxin, the third princess of the West Sea Dragon, and ruthlessly cast aside Yang Jian's scumbag behavior.

But now...

Yan Ying glanced sideways at the scorpion spirit who was surrounding the young monk offering courtesies, which made the young monk extremely embarrassed, and had the illusion that he would be blind in the future.

——Sister, dear sister, do you know the word reserved?

The word "reserved", the scorpion spirit knows the word "reserved", but, the moment he saw the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the scorpion spirit decisively picked out the word "reserved" from the dictionary.

Facing the man he loves, even if he no longer remembers himself, sticking to the word 'reserved' will only lead to drifting away from the man he loves.

Xie Zijing was paranoid that she and Jin Chanzi had missed each other because of Tathagata's obstruction.Now facing Jin Chanzi's reincarnation, she must not miss it, even if there is a handsome and handsome man beside her, she can't stop her determination to throw Jin Chanzi's reincarnation.

The scorpion spirit took the time to stare at Yan Ying, who was getting carried away watching the play, and warned. "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you quickly serve peach blossom tea to the guests."

Yan Ying: "..."

——Well, even a woman with a brain in love can't bear it, let alone a banshee.

Yan Ying was too lazy to be as knowledgeable as a scorpion spirit, so she threw the feather duster and went into the backyard, brewed a pot of fresh and fragrant peach blossom tea, and picked up a plate of peach blossom cakes made with peach blossoms as a filling.

As soon as the Peach Blossom Cake was put out, Xiao Gungun, who was playing a pat-to-pat game with Xiao Gu Diao, immediately rolled out, and ran to hug Yan Ying's thigh and yelled '咔咕咱'.

——Miss, there are villains bullying Xiong Jie.

Yan Ying: "Hey, take Xiaodiao to the backyard to play."

Yan Ying ruaed Xiao Gun a few times, then sat away from the scorpion spirit, and then unexpectedly covered her face with a handkerchief, pretending that she didn't exist, and began to doze off.

Such a vixen who does not take the usual path is much more eye-catching than this scorpion who only loves the little monk (only loves the golden cicada).

Yang Jian, who was wearing a yellow shirt and a gold crown and tied his hair, couldn't help squinting a few times while drinking tea from a teacup.

The demon dog squatting at his feet - Xiaotiangou looked at Yan Ying who seemed to be dozing off frequently.

The little monk who was reincarnated by Jin Chanzi didn't look at it, mainly because he wanted to concentrate on preventing the scorpion spirit from molesting him.

As expected, she was a female fairy who rarely appeared once in a thousand years.Tsk tsk, look at the flirtatious flirtatious eyes, obviously didn't say too many ambiguous words, just teasing with eyes, made the little monk blush, extremely embarrassed.

No, not only was Yan Ying's 'tsk tsk' evaluation in her heart, even the doctor who came back with a few live rabbits and was about to bleed them to make Maoxuewang and roast the rabbits came in....

"Don't care?"

Shu Fang approached Yan Ying and asked in a low voice.

Yan Ying: "...do you dare to control?"

Shu Fang shook his head, Yan Ying said again: "Leave her alone, there is a good show anyway."

Yang Jian, who was watching all directions and listening to all directions, couldn't help laughing at the words, and glanced at the place where Yan Ying and Shu Fang were.

It was an accident to meet the little monk. Ever since he showed off with the Jade Emperor, he came to be obedient and disobedient, and returned to Guanjiang with arrogance. Yang Jian and the six Meishan brothers hunted around with eagle dogs and foxes and rabbits every day. I don't know how comfortable and unrestrained it is.

This time I only brought the Xiaotian dog to Nanfang Buzhou, just for a random walk.Who would have thought that after leaving like this, he would meet a little monk who claimed to be enlightened by the Buddha to go to the Liusha River to subdue demons.

The third eye on the forehead of Erlang God Yang Jian is a vertical eye, which can be seen in all directions, breaking the illusion. In his eyes, the charming scorpion spirit and the soft, weak Yan Ying are like a scorpion with teeth and claws, and a scorpion. A white fur fox with eight tails grinding its claws.

Adding a drought demon, a gu carving, and an iron-eating beast spirit, tsk, this combination is really eye-catching.No, Yang Jian, who is very good at hunting, came to the Liusha River together with the young monk. First, he went to the 'Taoyao Tea House' to sit for a while, and then he thought about it—mainly the young monk thought about it—how to subdue the Liusha River and harm the past. Pedestrian evildoer.

The little monk blushed even more. Facing the temptation of the scorpion spirit, he faltered and couldn't even speak.The little monk begged for help and looked at the companion he made along the way, with earnest eyes, which made Yang Jian feel bad about watching the show.

But before it was Yang Jian's turn to speak, another guest came into the open tea room.

A pure human being, wearing a bamboo hat, with a dusty appearance.

Shufang came forward to greet him, and the guest said that he wanted some food, so that he could cross the Liusha River and go home when he was full.

The little monk finally avoided the sexual harassment from the scorpion spirit, and moved closer to the guest, with a hesitant and inexplicable firmness on his expression.

"This... benefactor, may I ask if you want to cross the Liusha River overnight?" The little monk clasped his hands together and said Amitabha. "Recently there are monsters eating people in the Liusha River. The main reason is that Shi is not in a hurry and can go another way..."

"If you want to go to the other side of the river, you have to cross the Liusha River." The guest was good-natured and didn't express his anger at the little monk for meddling in his own affairs. "I know that there are monsters that eat people in Liusha River, but now that the East Earth is full of wars, where is it safe? It's just a monster that eats people. Thinking about it carefully, it is much easier to deal with than the tyranny of the East Earth that is fiercer than a tiger. "

The goblin eats people, but only eats the people it can catch. It's not like the end of the Han Dynasty when tyranny was frequent. Once it "eats" people, the whole family and the nine clans will suffer.

The little monk is obviously not very eloquent. He doesn't know how to say a call from a guest, so he has no way of persuading the guest to put safety first.

A man-eating goblin is far beyond what humans can deal with.The travel-stained guest in front of him wearing a bamboo hat, I'm afraid...

After all, he is a monk, with compassion in mind.The little monk has secretly decided that since he is not good at eloquence and cannot persuade the guests not to cross the Liusha River, he should accompany the guests to cross the Liusha River.I was born in a family, and I should learn from Shakyamuni's spirit of cutting flesh into an eagle. Even if I was buried in the belly of a monster during this trip, I would definitely fight with the monster who entrenched the Liusha River and endangered the people of one side.

Little monk: Very good, the fighting spirit is burning.

Yang Jian:"……"

Yan Ying: "..."

The spell: "..."

Yan Ying took off the handkerchief on her face, and went to the backyard with Shu Fang. When she was busy, she couldn't help beeping softly. "At that moment, I seemed to see the burning fighting spirit in the little monk. Which way do you think the little monk will die this time? Will he be swallowed raw, or sliced ​​into fish fillets and dipped in sauce? Or grilled, eh, no Know if there is a vacuum at the bottom of the quicksand river, and you can barbecue without fire."

The spell: "..."

"puff!!!"

Laughter sounded, but it wasn't Shu Fang or Xie Zijing who were laughing, but... Yang Jian, who was supposed to sit and watch quietly as the little monk walked step by step to the predetermined dead end.

Sure enough, Xianyi Angma is a very young man, even with the third eye holding him back, Yang Jian is still handsome, such a handsome gentleman.

Yan Ying who was ridiculed and Shu Fang who was not ridiculed were very nervous and couldn't appreciate Yang Jian's beauty at all.In their memories of being born as demons, this Erlang God once led the heavenly soldiers and generals to search mountains and caves one by one to eliminate demons and exorcise demons.

I don't know if Moyun Cave in Jilei Mountain suffered any disaster, but from Yan Ying's limited elf memory, her father, Long Live Fox King, has a toothache and mouth crooked when he mentions Erlang God Yang Jian, so it can be judged that Long Live Fox King must be with Yang Jian has fought before, as for the outcome... Tsk tsk, probably half and half.

Yan Ying moved her body quietly, hiding behind Shu Fang, whose anti-monster ability was comparable to MT, and hid her delicate body.

Shu Fang suddenly vented his nervousness, and wanted to say that sisters are not a place for group beatings, but after thinking about it, he still wants to save Yan Ying's respect.

Shu Fang looked at Yang Jian with a cold face. "I don't know what the True Monarch is talking about? The fact that Xiao Yao and others set up a teahouse in Liusha River to sell tea to passers-by should not violate the rules of heaven."

"The rules and regulations of heaven are beyond my control." Yang Jian replied with a good temper.

Yan Ying: "...Then Zhenjun came to the teahouse with the little monk. Could it be that he thinks that the little demon and the others are related to the monster that is entrenched in Liusha River and making trouble?"

"...The rabbit can talk?" Yang Jian smiled, but said: "The little monk is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, but he is doomed to die this time, and fell into the mouth of the rolling curtain general of the evil way."

This said... It seems that he didn't mean to stop the little monk from dying, so why did Yang Jian follow the little monk to watch a play?No way, although many myths and legends say that Yang Jian is arrogant and informal by nature, and he is busy hunting with hawks, walking dogs all day long, but he should have no leisure time to send other young monks to the pole to die. Take it as a joke.

Suspicion flashed in Yan Ying's eyes, and then she suddenly came back to her senses, remembering the evaluation of 'rabbit', almost blowing the fox fur all over her body.

——Who the hell is a rabbit, she is a cat, bah, fox, do you know the eight-tailed fox?

Yan Ying secretly rolled her big eyes, and gave Shu Fang the space to speak.Shu Fang, whose face was slightly paralyzed due to the stagnant blood vessels after his death, talked to Yang Jian who came to the backyard for a 'walk'.

When Yang Jian entered the backyard for a 'walk', the little Gu Eagle spread his wings and flew to the front to watch the play.

After a while, the little gu eagle ran in to complain to Yan Ying that the scorpion essence taught the children badly.

Yan Ying: "..."

"Api, did she take off her clothes?" Yan Ying asked.

The little Gu Eagle shook his head, one wing covered his abdomen, and the other wing kept beating the ground, screaming '嘤嘤嘤'.

Yan Ying looked up at the sky. "...I shouldn't need to watch the wind!"

Yang Jian glanced sideways at her. "Lookout?"

Shu Fang raised his forehead, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

After all, it is really good to encourage Xie Zijing to fight hard against Jin Chanzi's reincarnated little monk Bawang.

"Oh, that's not the point, don't worry about it." Yan Ying whistled and said with a smile: "As the son of immortals, Zhenjun should understand the meaning of 'true love is invincible'."

Yang Jian looked at Yan Ying fixedly, but within three seconds, he raised his hand, and the three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand.

Yan Ying immediately shuddered, and said again and again: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. Is it appropriate for you, an old man, to care about me, a woman?"

It's cold, and it's full of Northeast scum.

Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned, probably because he had never heard someone use the image of a delicate little girl to say rough words like a female man.

"Ashu, Aying, hurry up." Just when the atmosphere in the backyard was a bit discordant, the shrill and charming voice of Xie Zijing sounded. "...the guests are waiting to be served!"

Yan Ying immediately let go of the tight strings, and ran forward.That speed said she was a rabbit, and she really didn't wrong her.But the fox itself can run very fast.