The villain became the protagonist Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

In the early morning of the next day, the heavy rain finally stopped, the thunder faded away, and the clouds parted, and the golden light sprinkled on the ground, pretending to be impermanent.

Yan'er hugged the child who fell asleep after crying for a while, her hair was scattered and fell to the ground, she sat like this all night, her eyes were red, her eyes were slack, she didn't know where to focus.

When the morning light crawled into the cave, the candle shed its last drop of candle tears, the candle light trembled, and finally went out.

Xiao Qing turned over unconsciously in her sleep, her drowsy head was tilted on a hard broad shoulder, and then leaned into the other's shoulder socket like a kitten, as intimate as a cat showing its soft paw pads to its owner. .

Lu Jinzhi's face was cold and his eyes were gloomy. He pushed the person to the ground without hesitation, patted the dust on the hem of his clothes and got up, and looked coldly at someone who was rubbing his eyes and opened them in a daze: "Are you awake?"

Xiao Qing, who had just woken up, had smoky eyes and red eye corners, very beautiful, but when he woke up from the daze and found himself being pushed to the ground, sparks sparked in those beautiful eyes.

The person who was already angry at getting up was even more sexual at this time. He stood up, and before he could yell loudly, he saw the deep, hidden pain in Lu Jinzhi's eyes.

Suddenly remembered, yesterday, he saw his mother...

Xiao Qing stopped thinking about it, and he didn't know how much Lu Jinzhi knew, whether he knew that Chu Qiuping was his mother. Xiao Qing knew too little about Lu Jinzhi, no matter when he was reading or now, he I can't even see through this person.

The sparks drawn by the strings in Xiao Qing's heart were immediately extinguished, and a misty gray smoke rose. He awkwardly suppressed the anger in his eyes, probably because the fire was extinguished too quickly, and the mist that evaporated The eyes are rendered, and it looks a little aggrieved.

Lu Jinzhi didn't look at him, waved his hand to break the enchantment of the master's death, and walked out first.

The mountain road is very rough. It just rained and the soil is slippery. If you don’t pay attention, you may fall. Lu Jinzhi walked very fast, but Xiao Qing walked very slowly. A small spell quickly followed.

He didn't know how to comfort others, and he didn't have the position to comfort Lu Jinzhi in his current status, so he turned his head and talked about the business: "Let's find the node that breaks the illusion first."

It was obvious that Lu Jinzhi didn't want to continue to dwell on the painful past, so he nodded his head upon hearing this. After nodding, Xiao Qing finally saw the redness at the end of his eyes.

Lu Jinzhi grew up very fast. When we first met, his chin was only as high as him, but now he is at the same level as him. I am afraid that he will surpass him in the near future.Xiao Qing thought about it, only to realize that time really passed quickly. Since he came in through the book, the system's tasks have been overwhelmed. The Wanhua Building under the original seat has various affairs, and he still has to think about where to go. Keeping the personality set up, I didn't realize that Lu Jinzhi was as tall as him.

In the busy time, he ignored not only the people around him, he even ignored himself.

When the two had their own thoughts, they finally arrived at the ancient city at the foot of the mountain.After a day of slaughter, the ancient city has not changed much except that it has become deserted and lonely.Yesterday's heavy rain has washed away the blood on the street.Human beings' sorrow is so insignificant in the face of nature, so after the sun breaks through the clouds, everyone can only silently collect the bones of their loved ones and bury them.

This kind of situation often happens in cultivators. Some insane cultivators always like to bully the ants at the bottom. When they see blood, see fire, create destruction, and listen to the hysterical cries, they distortedly feel that it is very happy .

Just like the corpse change that broke out in Yunjincheng.

Therefore, although the oppressed people are angry and sad, they are helpless, even numb, and can only clean up the devastated land silently. The whole ancient city reveals that powerless sadness.

Xiao Qing took Lu Jinzhi to a private school at the end of the street. He didn't say why he knew about it, and Lu Jinzhi didn't ask. The atmosphere of silence was brewing between the two of them until they stepped into the private school.

It was probably transformed by the contents of Yinzhuli, and the scene of the private school now is far from the original plot. The children playing in the private school in the original plot are missing, and the flowers that should have been blooming in front of the door were also scattered all over by a night of heavy rain. Di Feixia.

But the only thing that remains the same is the low and gentle teaching voice of the teacher in the private school, as loud as jade, through the doors and windows, and after a long time.

"Jianjia is blue, white dew is frost."

The voice paused for a while, as if he was waiting for the students in the seat to repeat it, and then the master continued to read: "The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water."

Xiao Qing's eyes moved slightly, looking at Lu Jinzhi beside him, he didn't even notice the tenderness in his eyes at that moment, but the tenderness was very short-lived, and soon disappeared silently, as if it never existed.

Xiao Qing said: "There used to be a story here. Standing at the door, I could see the children playing in the courtyard grow up slowly. Some of the children developed feelings for each other, and some turned against each other. In the end, the old man's love and hatred stopped. As the saying goes, the so-called Yi people are in the water side."

But it is gone now, probably because in this illusion, those storytelling NPCs were killed by the insane person who came yesterday.

Lu Jinzhi glanced at him sideways, Xiao Qing stood under the golden morning light, with a shallow, soft and lazy smile habitually on the corners of his mouth.His thick and curled eyelashes were shining brightly under the golden light, and the brilliance flowed in the light-colored pupils, and there was actually a bit of ancient Zen.

Then Lu Jinzhi and Xiao Qing stepped into the classroom where the teacher was teaching. The old gentleman was halfway through the teaching, and he was very annoyed when he was suddenly interrupted. He immediately put down the book heavily, with his hands behind his back, and said angrily: "Where did you come from?" , why interrupt my lecture!"

There was clearly no student in the classroom.

Sunshine shines through the window into the empty classroom, and the dust swirls and undulates under the light, which looks quiet and peaceful. In this space, without yesterday’s wind and rain in the ancient city, without yesterday’s blazing woman, it’s just so ordinary Common, but commendable.

Xiao Qing found a place to sit down with a playful smile, and said sincerely, "I and my companions came here because of the name, and we came to listen to the teacher's lecture."

After that, he tugged at the hem of Lu Jinzhi's clothes, winked when Lu Jinzhi looked down at him, and motioned him to find a seat to sit down too.

After Lu Jinzhi also took his seat, the old man's complexion became better. Holding the book rolled into a tube, he continued to walk slowly and read in a drawn-out tone: "Follow it back, the road is long and difficult."

Xiao Qing blinked his eyes, and then read: "Follow it back and forth, the road is long and obstructive."

The old man, who was as lonely as snow, was very satisfied, and continued to chant: "Like in the middle of the water."

After reading a book of poems, the old man finally found out that Lu Jinzhi hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, and was very annoyed. He blew his beard and stared for a while, then walked over and knocked on the table in front of Lu Jinzhi with his knuckles, and put him out of his mind. Li woke up: "This young man, why did you come to my place but not listen to my lecture?"

Xiao Qing also looked at him with his head propped up in his spare time, the playfulness in his eyes was obvious.

Lu Jinzhi sighed, and said truthfully, "Because of this poem, I can recite it fluently."

The old gentleman was choked up for a moment, and his face was red with anger, and his neck was thick: "Okay, you are really scary, then I will test you a few questions. If you answer correctly, I will let you go to the third level. Stay here and listen to me reading for the rest of my life!"

The plot is finally here.

Lu Jinzhi drooped his long eyelashes, stood up, and said respectfully, "Master, please advise."

The old man wanted to make things difficult for him, so the first question he asked was very vague: "Whose fault is it that the tiger's son came out of the tree, and the turtle jade was destroyed in the tree?"

If it is a serious answer, it must be "those who keep the code must not excuse their faults", and Lu Jinzhi also answered in the same way in the original text, but unexpectedly, Lu Jinzhi did not follow the routine.

He lowered his eyes and replied: "No one has made mistakes, the fault lies in luck."

The old man asked again: "The chicken lays the egg, and the egg lays the chicken. Let me ask you, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

Xiao Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly seemed to understand what the old gentleman was alluding to, but he was not particularly sure. He frowned slightly and looked at this ordinary person in front of him, his fingers clenched into fists.

Lu Jinzhi provoked a faint smile, but it didn't look like a smile when he looked closely. He said: "There is a creator first, and then there are all things."

The old man stroked his beard, and finally his expression eased. He looked Lu Jinzhi up and down, and after a while he asked the next question: "Xiaosheng Huiji, but often Huiji will hurt, so I finally Let me ask you a very stupid question."

He turned around and took out a messy plate of sand from behind the case. The gravel was piled up here and there, and some places were still blank. He put the sand plate in front of Lu Jinzhi, made a gesture of invitation, and said to him : "Please answer my question on it."

Xiao Qing: "???"

Did he miss it? Has the old gentleman already asked?

Lu Jinzhi was very calm, with one hand on his sleeves, leaning slightly, stretched out his hand to smooth out the messy loose sand, and was about to write on the gravel with his fingertips, but the old man sighed deeply and stopped him: "No, you already told me the answer."

Lu Jinzhi was slightly taken aback, his eyes were a little dazed.

The old man shook his head and said, "Xiaosheng is very hostile, hurting his body and people around him." He stroked his beard and finished speaking, and then he glanced at Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing smiled back and asked, "Then the answers to these three questions will satisfy Master?"

The old gentleman said: "Not satisfied."

The corner of Xiao Qing's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Are we going to stay here and listen to you study for the rest of your life?"

The old gentleman took back the sand table in front of Lu Jinzhi's low table, brushed his white washed blue clothes over the blue stone platform, then sat behind the desk, waved his hands and said: "I can't keep it, you guys go."

A white light flashed in his hand, and the surrounding scene suddenly became nothingness. The old man sat cross-legged, his eyes were not as violent as they were initially, but they were clearly kind and soft.

That look was all too familiar to Xiao Qing.

The surrounding scene is as if the mottled color blocks are beginning to fall off, the color blocks melt into the air, turning into beautiful rosary flowers, but Xiao Qing doesn't care, striding towards the old man with his lips slightly parted, there is a question that he can't wait to ask Exiting, he wanted to ask clearly, whether this world is real or illusory, who is he, Xiao Qing, or Xiao Chen?

However, when the finger was about to touch the old man, everything returned to emptiness, and he fell to the ground weightlessly, his white clothes fluttering like a falling butterfly.

The scorpion flowers danced in the air, turning into stardust and dissipating.

The author has something to say: The old master’s third question, the chaotic sand represents today’s chaotic world without order and justice. Lu Jinzhi’s gesture of smoothing the sand shows from the side that if he is a superior person, he will settle the world’s injustice the meaning of.

That's why the old master said he was quite hostile