The villain became the protagonist Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

The moon was thin and the evening breeze was cool. Xiao Qing had just finished bathing, and he was sitting on a bench beside the corridor in only a thin robe, reclining lazily, with his long clothes hanging down the corridor. In the small pond, floating on the water filled with a pool of starlight.

He was reading the letter in his hand by a dim yellow lantern, and the expression in his eyes was always faint, as if the words between the lines were just greetings from an old friend, rather than the massacre of the Fang family.

This was given to him by Fu Mingqiu, and the letter was written by Wen Ruyu.

After watching, Xiao Qing folded the letter paper into a small boat, put a candle on it, and put the small paper boat into the pond with flowing water while leaning on the fence. Burned.

Lu Jinzhi walked through the veranda with the re-boiled soup, walking like the wind, his clothes fluttering, and he didn't spill a drop of the soup in his hand.

When I stepped into the west wing courtyard, I could see this scene from a distance. The candlelight reflected on that gorgeous face, which rarely showed a bit of pity.

Lu Jinzhi walked past the hanging lamps, stepped forward, put the soup and medicine on the wooden table beside him, and called "Master Uncle" softly.

Xiao Qing looked at him lazily, as if he didn't see the black soup on the table, and smiled casually at Lu Jinzhi: "The willow branches on the moon, the beautiful scenery on a good day, I would like to not accompany the beautiful woman, but come to me instead for what?"

Lu Jinzhi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his uncle's overly glamorous face, so he could only look at the paper boat drifting away on the water: "I thought that my uncle probably didn't have time to take the medicine, so I boiled it for my uncle." some."

"You must have something on your mind." Xiao Qing smiled with his eyes bent, straightened up slightly, his black hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall, he raised his bright red lips, casually folded another paper boat and put it into the pond.

"I will listen to what you want to say. If you don't want to say, I will teach you to origami a boat, or teach you to origami a kite."

Lu Jinzhi finally raised his head to look at Xiao Qing's glamorous face. In the end, he didn't say anything, but picked up a piece of white paper on the wooden table, and imitated Xiao Qing's technique to fold the paper boat.

A small piece of paper can be folded horizontally, vertically, or obliquely, but it can be folded into thousands of styles. Lu Jinzhi folded the paper until it was crumpled, but he didn't get the point.

Suddenly Xiao Qing chuckled, leaned over, stretched out her jade-like white and slender fingers, held his hand and taught him patiently.

Looking from Lu Jinzhi's angle, one can just see Xiao Qing's delicate collarbone and overly white and tender skin under Xiao Qing's large skirt that slipped because of leaning over, which is especially charming under the dim light, making people's breath slightly hot and confused. .

"You can't even fold a paper boat well, so how can you fold a thousand paper cranes well?"

Xiao Qing's voice was faint, perhaps because the night was so quiet, one could even hear his usual provocative ending, provocative with a hook.

Lu Jinzhi blinked and asked, "What is a thousand paper cranes?"

Xiao Qing changed a new piece of paper and led him to fold it again: "Here, this is a thousand paper cranes, which represent prayer and are regarded as the patron saint of love. "

"It is said that if you fold an origami crane a day and persist for a thousand days, you can bring happiness to the person you like, so it is called a thousand origami cranes."

There was always a three-point lazy smile on Xiao Qing's lips, and his thin waist was further highlighted by wearing a light white dress. Because the distance was too close, Lu Jinzhi could smell the fragrance of Xiao Qing's body just after taking a bath.

The evening breeze was gentle, the lanterns hanging on the eaves swayed a little, the lights flickered, suddenly, a hidden arrow pierced through the air, Xiao Qing's face paled, seeing the sharp arrow directly hit Lu Jinzhi, he had no time to draw his sword and could only go with his bare hands Cut off, the palm was cut by the impact instantly, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

"Uncle Master!" Lu Jinzhi was shocked, and hurriedly tore off a piece of cloth to bind Xiao Qing's palm, his heart throbbing.

Xiao Qing was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child and couldn't bear the pain at all. At this time, he grinned his teeth in pain, tears instinctively filled his clear eyes, and cold sweat instantly wet his temples.

There was a note tied to the back arrow, which was stained with blood, but neither of the two of them cared about it now, Lu Jinzhi bandaged Xiao Qing's wound with shaking hands, and said, "Stop the blood first, and I'll get the golden sore medicine later." .”

Xiao Qing's face turned pale from the pain, but he still had the intention to joke: "If one day you want to kill me, please, for the sake of teaching you how to fold a thousand origami cranes, please give me a good time, I am the person who is most afraid of pain .”

Lu Jinzhi was anxious, when he heard this sentence suddenly, it was like a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe, and his whole body was chilling. He raised his head blankly, and looked into Xiao Qing's eyes glistening with water, "why would uncle think that There is such a day?"

Xiao Qing blinked, because of the pain, the tear glands secreted by the tear glands were so big that they trembled across Ruyu's cheeks and fell to the ground. They were so soft and tender that I felt pity for them.

But Xiao Qing still smiled, even gasping for air in pain: "Look, you are the righteous way, and you have to defend the way with your body, but I am the vicious and ruthless demon way that people say, one day you will kill me, isn't it a Is it a matter of course?"

Hearing this, Lu Jinzhi's face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with a bang, and said in a trembling voice: "I have never thought of this before, as far as I am concerned..."

"Hiss... that's fine, I'm just teasing you." Seeing that Lu Jinzhi seemed to be really scared, Xiao Qing felt really sad for a while, thinking that it would be great if this child could always be so upright.

The moonlight was quiet, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The shimmering waves reflected Xiao Qing's painfully pale handsome face, but added some fragile beauty of glass.

He stretched out his hand to help Lu Jinzhi up, and seeing that his eyes were still red, he couldn't help laughing and said: "That's what I said, and you just listened to it, don't worry about it, it's just a idler's words. "

Lu Jinzhi gritted his teeth, feeling a little bored for some reason, and said after sinking his thoughts: "Disciple, go get the medicine for Master Uncle, and Master Uncle remembers to drink the soup on the table."

"All right, all right." Xiao Qing waved his hand, seeing that Lu Jinzhi was staring at him all the time, he pinched his nose and drank a bowl of bitter soup. Before he raised his eyebrows, he turned around to indicate that there was no drop left. Finally coaxed this little ancestor away.

He, Xiao Qing, was terrified of the pain, but the situation was urgent at the time, so he stretched out his hand to cut it before he could react. Now he regrets it, regrets it very much, and unfortunately, the one who was injured happened to be his dominant right hand.

There was still the dark arrow that hurt him on the wooden table, and a small note was tied to the end of the arrow. It took Xiao a lot of effort to unfold the blood-stained paper with one hand. The content on it was very Simple, only six words.

See you at Shili Pavilion.

This is the West Wing Courtyard where he lived temporarily. Since the arrow shot directly at this place, it must be for him, someone Xiao.

Xiao Qing twisted the small piece of paper and put it on the burning candle, and the tongue of fire immediately rolled it into ashes. He lazily leaned back against the railing, with no emotion visible on his beautiful face.

In the night, the white clothes were particularly eye-catching. Under the blue tiles and red walls, the breeze was blowing like this, and he fell asleep in pain.

Perhaps it was because of being ill for a while that he fell asleep a little, which caused Lu Jinzhi to apply wound medicine on him when he came back, and then tossed him onto the bed to cover him with a quilt, but he never woke up.

Lu Jinzhi sat on the edge of the bed, carefully put his uncle's hand outside the quilt to prevent him from touching the wound, and then gently closed the door and left the room.

Xu was afraid that the person who shot the arrow in the back would attack again, so Lu Jinzhi simply stood outside the door to watch the night, holding a saber and standing there for a whole night, motionless until the first ray of morning light came out at the beginning of the sun. leave.

But what he didn't know was that his uncle, who had been guarding him all night, had already climbed over the window and ran away in Yinshi.

There is a white belly in the sky, under the hazy sky, the wild grass in the suburbs is luxuriant, and the air is filled with more hazy mist. It is dark, silent, and lonely, but it gives people a sense of security inexplicably, as if the world is so big that it can be controlled by you. Come and go at will.

Outside the Ten Mile Pavilion, there was a white shadow covering from head to toe. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time. The dew wetted his thin and misty gauze, and even his whole body was filled with a sense of moistness.

The morning breeze is also as gentle as a human being, passing through the bamboo forest and bringing a sad and weeping wind, and the green bamboo leaves are flying all over the sky. Green and white, movement and stillness, bring out the chivalrous spirit in martial arts.

The man in white stretched out his slender and pale jade fingers, took a bamboo leaf that floated in front of him, and held it to his lips. A soft and gentle tune played, long and lingering.

Like a stroll in the morning, Xiao Qing walked towards the man in white at a leisurely pace. He was dressed in light clothes and fluttering, with his long hair slightly fluttering. Coming from the hazy mist, his figure was graceful and startling, with boundless beauty.

With just one glance, even if they have never seen it before, no one will doubt that the most beautiful person in the world is nothing more than that.

"You invited me because you're finally tired of life and want me to give you a treat?" Xiao Qing grinned and grinned, his bright red lips became more and more eye-catching. It's really a face that can turn the sun and the moon upside down. However, the words that came out were as vicious as a poisoned knife.

Xiao Qing lifted up the hem of his clothes and sat on the railing, leaning against the pillar to cover his mouth and yawned a little, with a cold smile: "Guess what is the most suitable time and place for doing?"

The man in white stopped singing and turned around, but because he was wearing a bamboo hat that covered his face with a white gauze, he couldn't see his true face clearly, so he asked softly, "What is it suitable for?"

"Killing people and throwing away corpses, nothing could be better." Xiao Qing drew out the dark arrow that hurt him last night to play with, and the tip of his eyebrows flew into his temples, with an indescribable charm.

The man in white was stunned, and apologized: "Sorry, I couldn't see, I thought you were the only one there."

Xiao Qing's movements stopped, and when he looked up, he really saw that the man in white was facing him slightly off.

"Ha, it's really a good reincarnation, Wen Ruyu, I haven't seen you for three years, you are really blind."

Xiao Qing showed an extremely vicious smile.

"Wouldn't it be better to be blind?"