I'm here to save you, the villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 130 The villain is a sweet pastry (11)

"You shouldn't stay with people, your Yin Qi will make people sick and die."

After listening to his junior brother's words, the little Taoist priest put on a very serious face and stopped Qi Zhuxue, preventing her from getting close to the people behind him.

Qi Zhuxue: "..."

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you."

Qi Zhuxue shook her white and tender fist, her round eyes slightly curved, and she smiled maliciously.

The little Taoist's face was tense, and he guarded the curly-haired boy behind him vigilantly, like a beast guarding its cubs.

The curly-haired boy also had his face tense, and his body was ready to go. As long as Qi Zhuxue made any abnormal movements, he would stab her with the wooden sword hidden in his sleeve.

Yan Guinan watched Qi Zhuxue scare the two little guys who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Childish is not childish!
"Stop frightening them."

Qi Zhuxue pouted, grudgingly groaned, withdrew her little fist, and with her back behind her, slowly passed the two little guys and floated to Yan Guinan's side.

"Why do you stay with ghosts? Ghosts are dangerous."

The little Taoist chased after him, his face still so serious and tense.

Yan Guinan turned back: "If it wasn't for her, I would have died long ago. If she wanted to kill me, I would just give her back the life she saved."

Qi Zhuxue secretly eavesdropped with her ears up, her eyes slightly bent, her expression focused.

The little Taoist priest's face was full of doubts, and he looked at Yan Guinan in confusion.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

He is very afraid of death!
The little Taoist priest remembered that his master said that after he died, he would not be able to eat anything, could no longer enter the gymnasium, could not read books, could not play games, and could not play with his juniors.

It's scary to think about!
The little Taoist shivered.

"Little ancestor, do you want candy? I'll burn it for you, as well as spicy strips, pears and apples."

Seeing that the fourth child was chatting with the Taoist priest, Xu Hong was afraid that Qi Zhuxue would think too much, so he quickly took out a lot of food from his schoolbag.

He took out a clean cloth, put the food on it, and placed it in front of Qi Zhuxue, letting her choose.

Qi Zhuxue was attracted by the food, squatting on the ground to pick.

"I want to eat this."

Xu Hong looked up at Ma Xu.

Ma Xu hesitated, he didn't know where to find a pot to cook food for Qi Zhuxue.

"Brother Ma, there are."

The third child tugged at Ma Xu's clothes, and pointed behind the trembling conductor who was still lying on the ground, covering his eyes.

There is a bright red basin, but there is a piece of white cloth hanging on the basin, which looks very like a hanged ghost.

Ma Xu shuddered, gritted his teeth, and tugged on the third child's clothes.

"Let's go together."

The two brought the pot back tremblingly, but on the way back, someone grabbed their pants.

The two immediately screamed in fright, attracting the attention of everyone present at once.

Ma Xu and the third child tremblingly looked down at the person who pulled their pants, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that they are people and not ghosts.

Ma Xu raised his head again and met those eyes.

Ma Xu: "..."

So scary and embarrassing!

Ma Xu showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, dragged the third child and fled back to Xu Hong's side quickly, and cooked food for Qi Zhuxue.

The little Taoist priest and the curly-haired boy stopped talking to Yan Guinan, but watched Xu Hong's movements curiously.

It was the first time they saw someone burn food instead of making an offering.

Then, they saw Qi Zhuxue get freshly baked food.

They have only seen people burning paper money, paper clothes, and paper people, but they have never seen anyone burning food, and the ghost who burned the food got it directly.

"Junior Brother, Master lied to me."

The little Taoist stared at the apple in Qi Zhuxue's hand, and spoke quietly.

The curly-haired boy rubbed his fluffy hair and pondered for a while.

"Master is not lying to you, and no one from us will cook food for you. You still have to cherish life, don't be reckless."

The little Taoist pursed his mouth, and looked eagerly at the juicy apple in Qi Zhuxue's hand.

"Junior Brother, I want to eat an apple."

Curly-haired boy: "..."

Where is he going to find apples for the little Taoist priest?
"Brother, there is it, you can try it."

The curly-haired boy smiled slightly, and pointed to the blackened apples in the basin.

The little Taoist really wanted to try it, so he ran all the way to the brazier, blinking his big eyes at Xu Hong.

"Can I taste it?"

Xu Hong was taken aback: "This is unpalatable, worse than swill."

Hearing what Xu Hong said, the little Taoist became even more curious, picked up the apple and tasted it.

The curly-haired boy clearly saw his brother's face distorted and deformed, and spat it out.

Seeing the distorted face of the little Taoist priest, Qi Zhuxue was overjoyed.

"You don't look like Sarah."

The little Taoist gave Qi Zhuxue an aggrieved look, threw the apple into the basin, and turned to look for his junior brother.

The curly-haired boy gloated: "Brother, have you eaten it? Is it delicious?"

The little Taoist shook his head sincerely: "It's not delicious, and it's also very difficult to eat."

Qi Zhuxue floated over nibbling on an apple, happily wandering around in front of the little Taoist priest.

The curly-haired boy squinted his eyes, a little unhappy to see Qi Zhuxue so frightened.

He couldn't figure out what this female ghost who was about to become the king of ghosts meant.

Not only is it not harmful, but it also has a tendency to mingle with humans, which confuses him.

How could there be such a ghost king?

It is recorded in the book that every time a ghost king appears in the world, the world will be filled with blood and blood. No ghost king is a good stubble, killing people like hemp, and blood will flow into rivers wherever he goes.

So the appearance of a ghost king like Qi Zhuxue made the curly-haired boy a little uncertain.

He wanted to call his master and ask for his opinion.

As for the opinion of my stupid senior brother... forget it.

Hearing his senior brother's opinion, it is estimated that both of them will have to be folded in Qi Zhuxue's hands.

The curly-haired boy glanced at Qi Zhuxue, seeing that she still had no intention of killing, he turned around and found a remote corner to call his master.

Qi Zhuxue glanced at the people in the corner, and floated to Yan Guinan's side indifferently.

"People have been saved, let's go."

She still has to find the person who killed the original body!
"Little ancestors, are you leaving? Take us with you."

The three of Xu Hong rushed to Yan Guinan's side in a whoosh.

"Follow."

"okay."

The three happily followed behind Yan Guinan and Qi Zhuxue.

When the curly-haired boy came back from the phone call, he looked around suspiciously.

"Brother, where are they?"

The little Taoist stared at the conductor who was still closing his eyes and covering his ears, and replied, "They're leaving."

Curly-haired boy: "..."

"Brother, that female ghost is the ghost king who is about to take shape."

The little Taoist woke up suddenly: "Yes, she is so normal, I even forgot that she is a ghost!"

(End of this chapter)