The villain became the protagonist Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

If Xiao Qing was the protagonist's wife and savior, would Lu Jinzhi still skin him...

Xiao Qing's eyes lit up, sweeping away the initial worries.

The system said happily: [That's right, a villain must have a villain's son. 】

"..." The corner of Xiao Qing's mouth twitched and said, "Are you infected with a virus?"

System: [When I was surfing the Internet, I accidentally downloaded Leba Lala Xiaomoxian, and got infected with a virus called Youniwazi. 】

Xiao Qing: "..."

"Shut up."

I'm afraid that if I hear it, my style of painting will be wrong.

Xiao Qing patted his wrinkled robe, got up and looked at the continuous rain and fog outside the window, and suddenly remembered something.

In this troubled time, evil spirits may hide in any dark place and wait for an opportunity. If I remember correctly, the heroine's mother seems to have died in this incident?

The bean-sized rain fell in a line from the gloomy dark clouds, and made a pattering sound when it hit the ground. It was very noisy but at the same time it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

A group of walking corpses wore tattered and dirty clothes, wandering aimlessly through the streets and alleys. Since many people's houses were set up in front of the door to exorcise evil spirits, this kind of low-level walking corpses did not dare to approach the place shrouded in golden light. Instinctively run to a dark and damp place, it would be great if there is a breath of living people in that place.

Xiao Qing turned the corner of the street and bumped into groups of walking corpses. Those walking corpses stood there in a daze. The shrill corpse howled, then turned and ran away...

Even the stiff limbs became flexible.

Xiao Qing: "..."

Am I so scared?

Xiao Qing nodded his lower lip with his index finger, and recalled something with a frown.

When he was looking for Wenya, he turned around for a long time to find that slum. That place is a typical extremely humid place without Fengshui. It is dark and hard to reach the sun. , the population is still large...

"Tsk, why did I forget." Xiao Qing flew up on his toes, landed on the eaves of Wujian Yukong, and disappeared into the street in an instant.

"Bang bang bang-"

The violent slamming of the door was accompanied by the howling of corpses. Wen Ya's face was pale, and she struggled against the crumbling door. In the back room, her mother coughed heart-piercingly for a while, as if she was about to cough her lungs out, and managed to catch her breath. , said in a hoarse voice: "Ya'er, run away, mother will die long ago."

Wen Ya kept shaking her head, her big eye sockets filled with tears, she was just a weak girl who couldn't lift her arms or shoulders after she faded away from her manly appearance.

She gritted her teeth, exposing the blue veins on the transparent and white forehead, even so, she still refused to take half a step back.

The old mother coughed again, and tremblingly got up from the bed, although she was only a few feet away, she walked for a long time before she came to Wen Ya, stretched out her rough hand and gently wiped away the tears on Wen Ya's face.

Under the dim candlelight, her voice was very soft, and it was a bit inaudible mixed with the horrible howls of corpses: "Ya'er, mother can't do it anymore, you will be buried sooner or later, but you are still young, mother hopes... We, Ya'er, can find a good family to live in peace and stability for the rest of our lives, don't cling to the rich and powerful, and don't get involved in struggles."

Holding her breath, the old mother coughed again after she finished speaking, coughing and coughing up blood all over the floor.Probably the smell of blood stimulated the group of evil spirits outside the door, and they smashed the door harder and harder, even the wall dust rustled and fell to the ground.

"Ya'er, you have to live well."

Wen Ya pressed her hands against the door, unable to sign language, she opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. After watching her mother take a deep look at her, she turned and walked to the back of the house, and opened the back door.

The strong wind poured into the dilapidated house, and the scattered items scattered all over the place. The cold wind blurred the eyes, and the tears in Wen Ya's eyes finally burst down.

The back door was not squatting evilly, the old mother went out and stood in the rain, her gray and dry hair was getting whiter and whiter under the washing of the rain, like a touch of snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

The sound of knocking on the door gradually subsided, and Wen Ya knew that it was because the things outside were attracted by her mother, and soon they would go around the house and eat her only relative in the world.

Wen Ya could no longer be scruples, she let go and ran towards her mother, she didn't want to pray for someone to save her, now she could only save herself.

Regardless of her mother's resistance, Wen Ya broke out with all her remaining strength, carrying her bony mother on her back with her small body, even though she knew that even if she escaped from the clutches of the devil, her mother would not be able to support the heavy rain and fall down.

She just didn't want her mother to die in the ferocious belly!

The old mother was lying on her thin back, coughing up a puddle of blood from the bumps, she stretched out her hand to pat the child's soft hair, with some force, half of Wen Ya's arm went numb, the old mother fell to the ground, and pushed her into a nearby hut In the middle of the night, another black pill was stuffed into her mouth, and Wen Ya couldn't move anymore.

Wen Ya never knew that a mother who had difficulty getting out of bed had such strength.

Her face was wet with tears, and through the water mist, she saw her mother turn around, face the hordes of walking corpses, and spread her hands.

This is nothing more than a mantis arm blocking a car.

Wen Ya watched helplessly as those dirty, dark, terrifying and ferocious walking corpses fought to bite her mother. The blood splashed all over the ground, spread in the rainwater all over the ground, and was quickly diluted and disappeared, as if something Nothing happened.

Only a few fingers left, or a mess of gray hair.

Wen Ya was in a daze, only a drop of tears kept falling down.

After the group of walking corpses finished their meal, they wandered aimlessly again. Some of them went into the hut to get close to Wen Ya to smell it, but they didn't seem to notice anything, and left staggeringly with stiff limbs. Didn't even move.

As if she couldn't feel all this anymore, even if the little mute cried, there was no sound.

The originally gloomy sky turned dark again, and the night was as thick as smudged ink, as if a century had passed, Wen Ya's tears dried up, her eyes were red and swollen like a huge walnut, she staggered and stood up , walked to the place where my mother was standing at the end, knelt on the ground and gently picked up the broken things on the ground, carefully wrapping them in the palm of my hand.

"Use this to pretend." A quiet voice came from above her head, Wen Ya raised her head in a daze, and saw that white dress that seemed to be shining in the night.

Xiao Qing handed her a wooden box, with deep pity hidden in his eyes.

But he restrained his emotions very well, but he returned to his indifferent appearance without any delay.

Wen Ya bit her lower lip lightly, took the wooden box, put her mother's "body" inside, covered it and put it in her arms, and gestured in sign language: Thank you.

"..." Xiao Qing turned his head away, took a deep breath, and said, "Since you have nowhere to go, you can follow Lu Jinzhi from now on, he will protect you for the rest of your life."

Wen Ya lowered her eyes and did not respond, Xiao Qing's expressionless face hooked her lips: "Never mind you, love will come or not."

Wen Ya: "..."

He turned around and walked a few steps, but he didn't hear the footsteps following him. Looking back, Wen Ya rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Qing: "..."

Xiao Qing looked at Wen Ya lying in the heavy rain and thought for a while. According to the original text, Mr. Zhou would hide in her house for a while, and then Lu Jinzhi would find her here to meet her. The heroine is right, the heroine's mother also died at the end of her life.

But now why, everything is wrong...

What about Fu Hua?Didn't he make Fu Hua look gentle?

Xiao Qing's mind was a little confused for a while, besides obeying the reader's task and letting the heroine appear early, where did he go wrong in the plot?

If the system is online, it will definitely tell him at this moment, because the protagonist has changed...

But now, the system is still chasing the drama.

"Too lazy to think about it, just make a mistake." Xiao Qing took a deep breath, put Wen Ya on his back, and walked back to the house steadily.

Lu Jinzhi's small house was not safe at this time. The Lu family disciples who came and went came back with injuries, and rushed out to save others non-stop. Almost none of them could fight against Yin Sha. Life and death are uncertain, but even so, they still did not flinch, running from day to night, and from night to day.

In this city, there can be hidden twenty evil spirits that are born with wisdom and feed on people.

In the evening, Wen Ya developed a high fever. At that time, Xiao Qing had just finished dealing with a bunch of things. Before taking a break, he went to see if she was still breathing. He saw that Wen Ya's face turned red and then pale, and her breathing was hoarse like a dilapidated bellows. Then, suddenly startled.

Now Wen Ya is equivalent to the amulet he left for himself, so...he can't die yet.

Xiao Qing supported his forehead and sighed, resigned to his fate and went out to find a doctor for her.

The hall in front of the house was very noisy at the moment, and when the guest rooms were overcrowded, the newcomers had no choice but to spread the floor in the hall. Everyone had their claws picked up by walking corpses more or less, and green fluff grew from the wounds, and they were jet-black. Turned blue, but maybe it was because the disciples of the Lu family did a very good job of comforting people's hearts. No one wailed and yelled. Everyone, you help me, I help you, and those who lost their loved ones comforted each other. Although the atmosphere was depressing, But very harmonious.

As soon as Xiao Qing entered, the hall fell silent for an instant, and everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison, as if they were always guarding against him from committing violent murders.

Xiao Qing didn't care too much, he looked around the hall, and asked loudly, "Is there a doctor here?"

No one answered, and after a while, a man dressed as an old shopkeeper raised his hand, stood up and said, "I am a shopkeeper of a pharmacy, and I know how to treat minor ailments and pains."

The person next to him quietly pulled him, and said in a low voice: "You are crazy! That person is the famous and very vicious Xiao Qing."

The old shopkeeper pulled back his tugged sleeve, and said: "So what, I only know that he is a doctor looking for a doctor."

The person next to him rolled his eyes, said "pedantic" secretly, and moved away from him calmly.

The old shopkeeper jumped over the crowd on the ground and walked up to Xiao Qing: "This Taoist priest, does anyone want to see a doctor?"

Xiao Qing recognized the old shopkeeper when he walked over, the one he went to buy abortion pills with a veil on that day, but was told that he needed to be accompanied by his husband and parents to buy it!

Xiao Qing silently covered half of his face and coughed dryly: "Come with me."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and started to walk away, hoping to get rid of people quickly, but he didn't expect that the worrying thing still happened.

The shopkeeper fell behind him, wondering: "Eh? I think you look familiar, are you the one..."