[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The sky was full of wailing and death, the sky was dark and oppressive, the dark clouds covered the sky, and the thunder and thunder above the clouds exploded.

Dilapidated buildings on the ground, bright red blood stains, corpses everywhere, and wreckage everywhere.

People who have lost men, children, wives or parents show numb despair, their eyes are empty, they look up at the sky, looking forward to the coming of the gods.

But the gods didn't give any curtains to the famine-ridden ground, they even felt the loss of life, hunger was like a man-eating monster, devouring people's reason little by little——

Some people gradually began to think about dead bodies on the ground.

In such a chaotic situation, a petite body was hiding in the collapsed ruins, carefully holding the steamed buns in his hand, swallowing his saliva as if waiting for a treasure.

He is so hungry...

Huai'an rubbed his belly, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to eat this steamed bun that had been trampled on so much that it was almost invisible.

But if he doesn't eat, he will starve to death.

The little boy bit his lip, thinking of those cannibals outside, he shivered in fear.

He wolfed down the black steamed buns, wiped his mouth for the last time, and began to spread the straw mat on the ground, preparing to sleep to preserve his energy.

There was a severe drought, and there was no harvest in the village, and it coincided with the falling of gravel, which smashed the village beyond recognition. The men and women almost lost their shelter. Be, take the ground as a seat.

The corner of the ruins that Huai'an was looking for happened to be a triangular area that was vacated when the rubble fell. Because the place was so small that adults and men and women couldn't get in, he took advantage of it.

The five-year-old boy doesn't know where he came from, but he vaguely remembers that he should have a good family with loving parents and a harmonious family.

It's just a pity that in his memory, those fragments about his parents have long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only the endless despair and dead silence.

He fell asleep, and when he woke up, the sky was already dark, and outside, it was actually a thin and dense drizzle.

Huai'an's eyes lit up, he licked his thirsty lips, crawled out of the shelter, climbed to the mountain, raised his head and opened his mouth, trying to moisten his already hoarse throat with rainwater.

It's a pity that the rain came and went quickly. He even heard someone in the village scolding God for injustice, as well as women's screams and footsteps.

Huai An was a little scared, the sound of beating and cursing gradually approached, he immediately turned around and ran, but before he ran very far, he staggered, and suddenly threw himself on the dirt with his face on the ground, gnawing a mouthful of sand.

The child got up from the ground shaking his arms, his knees were aching when he hit the stone, and he even smelled blood keenly.

Huai'an poohed several times, without pain or itching, and even got up and ran without paying attention at all. He finally escaped the sound of beating and scolding behind him. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he had already run into the mountain behind the village.

I heard that there are poisonous snakes, wild wolves, and many strange creatures hiding in the mountains.

Huai'an felt the fear only after he realized it, shaking his body alone, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

The villagers who were kind to him in the past gradually became demonized. They began to devour human flesh, beat and scolded them to vent their desires, and also began to tear open the human skin, revealing the beast hidden deep in their hearts.

They weren't like this before.

Huai'an was confused - what made them become like this?

It's famine.

It is the indifference of God, the ruthlessness of God.

The ribs that were kicked and broken a few days ago were still aching. The boy sat for a while and slept with his eyes closed. In the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly met the sight of the wild wolf in front of him.

The saliva flowing from the wolf's bared teeth dripped on the boy's trouser legs.

Huai'an looked at the wolf silently, his mind went blank.

Is he going to die?

I heard from the people in the village that after death, one can be free from pain and ascend to bliss, no longer need to suffer from hunger and cold, and can be happy.

The boy tilted his head, his clear eyes met the wild wolf, and he suddenly showed a clean smile at it.

"Are you going to eat me?"

The wild wolf didn't seem to expect the corpse in front of him to speak.

It was so frightened that it turned around and fled with its tail between its legs, leaving only the sound of whimpering, and drifted into the distance.

Huai'an suddenly lost: "So it's not eating me..."

"Hey."

What a pity.

he thinks.

The cold wind of the night blew over, making the boy shiver. He scratched his greasy hair, feeling a little dazed.

He didn't know he was cold.

At this time, a white light flashed suddenly, and that white light enveloped Huai'an, and a cloud of smoke carried the man's deep question: "Why are you sighing?"

Huai'an was taken aback: "You, you, who are you?"

The voice fell silent.

The boy thought it was his hallucination, and he didn't take it to heart. He stood up, patted the dust off his body, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly froze in place.

At that moment, he seemed to see a fairy.

The man was wearing a white gown, the fabric was as soft as water and fluttered in the wind, his long hair stood up high with a jade crown, as ethereal as a fairy, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Huai'an couldn't see his face clearly, that person's face seemed to be hidden in the mist, at first glance, it was an exquisite sculpture, but when he rubbed his eyes again, he felt that his face was ordinary, only that one A dusty and icy aura came out.

Huai'an didn't feel scared, he even took a step forward curiously: "You...were you the one talking just now?"

The man looked down at the little one on the ground.

It probably never occurred to him that the extremely arrogant demon in the future would turn out to be a pitiful little carrot in front of him.

He looked into Huai'an's eyes, but saw the rippling light under that clear gaze, filled with curiosity and doubt, without the depth and resentment he had seen before.

The boy at this time has not been influenced by the cultivation world, and is just an ordinary boy.

Thinking of this in his heart, Bai Luochen suddenly softened his heart: "En."

The man who practiced the way of ruthlessness has softened his heart and messed up his position because of a little boy.

"Then... are you a fairy?"

Huaian asked him.

Bai Luochen: "Yes."

"It turns out that the gods look like this... so beautiful."

"..."

"Brother Immortal, are you here to pick me up?" Huai'an suddenly asked, "Are you taking me to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss?"

Bai Luochen was slightly stunned.

He was silent for a long time, saw the expectation in the boy's eyes, and immediately nodded in a strange way: "Yes."

"I'll pick you up."

The man stretched out his hand, the jade-like palm had no trace of texture, it was as beautiful as a work carefully carved by the gods, which made people feel no blasphemy.

He stretched out his hand to Huai'an, and through those cold and indifferent eyes, the boy saw a person reflected in it.

is himself.

The whole body is dirty, full of dirt, so thin that only bones remain, only a pair of clear and bright eyes, big and round.

The child looked at the man who was close at hand, and pursed his lips. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he hid his hand strangely and took a step back.

But as soon as he retreated, Huai'an regretted it.

He was afraid that the gods would not like him, that he would abandon him, just like the father and mother in the dream.

So Huai An bit his lip, and cautiously stretched out his hands, revealing a pair of hands full of frostbite.

"Brother Immortal, don't be upset." Huai An didn't put his hand on Bai Luochen's.

He just stretched out his hand, holding the man's little finger carefully, and looked at him with those clean eyes: "I'm just... afraid of getting you dirty, it's not that I don't want to go with you."

Bai Luochen's body stiffened slightly.

He calmed down the beating of his heart, saw the boy's clear eyes, despite every kind of vigilance, every kind of indifference, was torn apart by that cold hand, revealing a fresh heart.

It's the sound of a beating heart.

Bai Luochen suddenly shook his hand and said, "I'm not annoyed."

Huai'an opened his mouth: "Really?"

"real."

"Then let's go~" Huai'an's flustered heart suddenly calmed down, and he smiled: "Brother Immortal, you are so kind."

Bai Luochen frowned, hiding the absent-mindedness in his eyes.

He never thought that his opponent was actually such a clean boy in front of him.

His cleanliness lies in his heart. Even if he is stained with the despair and numbness of famine, he still holds a pure heart, raises a smile, and turns into the scorching sun that is covered with dark clouds.

To the stars is the partner chosen by heaven and earth.

It is also the only rare companion recognized by the Dao of Heaven in the entire realm of comprehension.

Bai Luochen thinks he can't be a pedophile, so naturally it is impossible to have "love" for him.

But he relented.

A man who has practiced the ruthless way for thousands of years, the moment he saw the boy, his heart softened so badly that he wished he could give him his heart.

Bai Luochen watched Huai'an bouncing around him, and sighed in his heart - as long as he doesn't stop being possessed, he will protect him for the rest of his life, so what?

Huai An didn't know what the man was thinking in his heart.

Now he is so happy that he is about to fly, as long as he thinks that he will not have to go hungry in the future, he will be as happy as a butterfly dancing.

He circled around Bai Luochen from time to time, raised his head and asked him, "Brother Immortal, where do we go to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss?"

"Brother Immortal, can I go back to the village?"

"The people in the village are just as hungry as Ah'an. Brother Shenxian, can you bring out some food?"

"Brother fairy?"

"Brother fairy!"

Bai Luochen snapped back to his senses, and asked him in a low voice, "En?"

Huai'an lowered his head aggrievedly, and murmured: "Brother Immortal, you, can you help...help..."

Bai Luochen interrupted him indifferently.

"Call Master."

The boy let out an "ah" and raised his head blankly: "Master?"

"kindness."

Bai Luochen responded, stopped his footsteps, and said calmly: "God's blessing, the rain is the limit."

After finishing speaking, the man waved his wide sleeves, and the resentment in the sky suddenly dissipated, and a few dark clouds mixed with thunder floated in the distance, but in an instant, they enveloped the village at the foot of the mountain, and rain fell heavily.

The boy opened his mouth and said "Wow", "Brother Immortal, you are so amazing..."

Bai Luochen took his hand: "Call Master."

"Oh." Huai An obediently clenched the man's palm, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Master."

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First meeting Bai Luochen in Huai'an get√

Bai Luochen: It's called Shizun.

Huai'an (well-behaved baby): Yes, Master~

Thousands of years later.

Bai Luochen: Husband.

Huaian (Xie Si): Just you?dream!