The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

As the night grew darker, the voices of people in the Lin Family Fort were noisy. For a long time, the Master of Lin Castle paced on the spot, and his two already big eyes stared like copper bells: "You naughty son! You naughty son!"

Lin Feinan, known as the rebellious son, knelt on the ground in good order, his eyebrows were neither humble nor overbearing, and his tone was also stubborn: "Father, Xiao Qing is my good friend. I can't just sit back and watch him being chased and killed."

Lord Linbao dropped a good sapphire inkstone with a "bang", and said angrily: "So you let the whole Linjiabao be buried with you?! Do you know who you offended!"

Lin Feinan's delicate eyebrows were tightly knit together, and he said without hesitation: "Father was willing to help me before, and the child is very grateful. If you are afraid that we will bring trouble to the Lin family, then we will leave immediately."

Lord Linbao was so angry that his face was livid, he raised his foot and wanted to kick that scoundrel, but he couldn't bear it in the end: "I just came back and I want to leave again?! Your mother hoped for the stars and the moon to bring you back, and you are so cruel and cruel." Want to go?!"

The castle owner's wife who was standing on the side looked at Lin Feinan tearfully, and said with a sob: "Nan'er, just admit to your father and stay in the castle and be your little master from now on, wouldn't you?"

Lin Feinan didn't dare to look up at his crying mother, his eye circles started to turn red, he lowered his head persistently, resolutely refusing to compromise.

Qing'er, the maid who was in charge of taking care of Xiao Qing, hurried in and was about to speak when she saw her castle master glaring at Lin Feinan who was on the ground furiously, and immediately shrank into a corner in fright.

From the corner of Lin Feinan's eyes, he noticed Qing'er's footsteps. He raised his head suddenly, and his face immediately became ugly: "What happened to him?"

Qing'er wanted to speak, but he obediently went to see Lord Limburg. The latter had absolutely nothing to do with his son, waved his hands indifferently, and strode away with the owner's wife.

Lin Feinan stood up from the ground and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him? Tell me!"

Qing'er quickly replied: "Master, don't worry, Daxia Xiao is awake!"

The sword on Xiao Qing's chest almost killed him. If he hadn't happened to meet someone from the Lin Family Fort on the way to escape, he might have died in that wilderness.

And it was only when he woke up that he heard from the servant girl beside him that Lin Feinan was actually the youngest son of the owner of the Lin Family Fort, but since he was a child he longed to be a hero in the Jianghu, and he ran away from home when he was less than 13 years old. And by chance, he followed a worldly master to cultivate a whole body of martial arts, and since then he has traveled all over the rivers and lakes with ease.

But Xiao Qing couldn't think too much at this time, he hurriedly sat up from the bed, and asked himself the whereabouts of the two apprentices with a pale face.

It's just that he asked several maidservants one after another, but the other party only answered him: I have never seen two children aged seven or eight.

Leaving Qing'er far behind, Lin Feinan walked in first, and saw Xiao Qing, who had been asleep for nearly ten days, sitting on the couch, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief: "You are finally willing to wake up."

Xiao Qing was thinking about her two precious apprentices, expressed her gratitude to her parents succinctly, and couldn't wait to ask: "Where are Ling'er and Xiao'er? Brother Lin arranged them elsewhere?"

Lin Feinan's expression changed, and he didn't intend to hide it, so he explained his bad behavior truthfully.

"I know that when you wake up, you will look for those two brats. Now that more than ten days have passed, if they are still alive, I will stop meddling in your master-student relationship. I don't care if you are willing to die for them... If they died or were killed before ten days passed, then my wish would be fulfilled."

Lin Feinan never hides his thoughts, and it is in line with his nature to speak out so bluntly now.

Xiao Qing looked at Lin Feinan in shock, her tone was full of disbelief: "You...why can't you accommodate two children?"

Lin Feinan stared straight at Xiao Qing's face, and said without a word: "Because I don't want you to die because of anyone."

At the same time, the images of Xiao Qing and Lin Feinan were transferred to Jiang Meng's hands.

He lay carelessly on the bed, holding the monitor brought by Ji Xiaopang in his hand, and smashed his mouth with relish: "So, my teacher has been coveted by someone."

Jiang Meng is very satisfied with the new employee benefits provided by their system. This time, he traveled to the ancient world and didn't even have to watch a TV. Now that he has this small display in his hand, it can help him closely control the development of the plot line.

It's just that it has the only bad problem of fast power consumption. Before Jiang Meng could see how Xiao Qing answered, the screen went black.

Ji Xiaopang and Jiang Meng lay paralyzed on the bed side by side, and thoughtfully said: "It stands to reason that there is no such person as Lin Feinan in the plot line... But, boss, are you angry with Lin Feinan?"

Jiang Meng thought for a while, in fact, when he heard Lin Feinan say that he and Yan Xiao were left to fend for themselves, he was very angry, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was justifiable. Lin Feinan only cared about Xiao Xiao. Qing is alone, and it is understandable to reject all people who are not good for Xiao Qing.

Ji Xiaopang saw that his boss was silent again, and sighed softly: "Boss, are you thinking again?"

Although he understood the truth, his heart was still full of disappointment. Jiang Meng lowered his eyes and said sullenly: "I still plan to recognize Lin Feinan as my second teacher, alas."

The old god Ji Xiaopang laughed on the ground, leaned into Jiang Meng's ear and said, "Love is exclusive, and everyone who is deeply in the quagmire of love is terrible."

When did this little chubby chicken become an emotional expert?

Jiang Meng looked at Ji Xiaopang curiously, but it shrank its neck, with a mysterious expression of "unspeakable".

Yan Xiao pushed the door open and came in. He saw Jiang Meng lying on the bed lazily again, and his two eyebrows were raised seriously: "Why didn't you practice calligraphy well?"

With quick eyes and hands, Jiang Meng hid the notebook used to practice calligraphy by her side, looked at Yan Xiao with crooked eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Little brother, brother, I haven't fully recovered yet. Whenever I write, my hand hurts."

After speaking, he stretched out his chubby hand in front of Yan Xiao and let him check it.

Yan Xiao didn't believe Jiang Meng's nonsense, so he took out the notebook with a cold face, flipped it over, and almost vomited blood: "Is this the calligraphy you practiced?"

The small book sewn with rice paper is full of strange characters. If you don't read them well, you won't be able to tell what the other party is writing. It's just like a ghost.

Guiltyly, Jiang Meng squeezed into the quilt, trying to minimize her sense of existence.

This is really not to blame Jiang Meng for not being serious. The traditional Chinese characters of ancient people have complex structures. He writes modern Chinese characters as ugly as a bug crawling. Now give him a brush and let him write traditional Chinese characters, of course it will be even uglier. up.

Yan Xiao seemed to be shocked by the enigmatic font, and stood stiffly in front of Jiang Meng's bed, unable to speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Jiang Meng couldn't support the temperature in the quilt that she stretched out her small head like a puppy and gasped for breath, Yan Xiao said slowly: "In the future, whenever you have the strength to speak, you must practice calligraphy with me. .”

Jiang Meng took the opportunity to snatch back her little notebook and prepared to destroy the corpse, and then agreed with a smile: "I know, I know, brother, I just listen to you."

This guy Yan Xiao is easy to excel no matter what he does, he belongs to the type of academic master, but he just doesn't want to stand out alone, and insists on pulling Jiang Meng, a scumbag, to make progress together.

Fortunately, Xiao Qing quickly found the two of them, so that the little devil teacher Yan Xiao had not had time to show his fists, and Jiang Meng, the unlucky student, threw herself into the arms of her master crying.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Jiang Meng was afraid of touching Xiao Qing's wound, so she hugged Xiao Qing's waist carefully, and buried her face deeply in the other's clothes.

Smelling the familiar smell again, my heart that has been erratic these days finally settled down.

Like Jiang Meng, Xiao Qing was finally relieved to see her two disciples standing in front of him intact.

He thanked the two kind-hearted old men, and secretly stuffed some banknotes under Jiang Meng's pillow, and brought Jiang Meng and Yan Xiao to Kui County, a small county near Qingping.

The three masters and apprentices did not go back to Linjiabao, but found an inn with good conditions to stay.

Lin Feinan heard from nowhere that Xiao Qing had found the two small oil bottles again, so he sent someone to deliver the antidote to the poison to the inn.

The person who delivered the antidote was a servant that Xiao Qing had never seen before. Lin Feinan never showed his face again, and Xiao Qing was probably still angry with the other party, and did not take the initiative to ask.

Xiao Qing's health is not yet fully recovered, and her mood is not too high. She looks a little listless.

After taking the antidote to Jiang Meng and Yan Xiao respectively, he sat quietly by the window alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

As an insider, Jiang Meng showed an inscrutable smile.

He thought to himself, Lin Feinan wants to break the path of my family teacher Humu, a straight man of steel, it is really too long.

Although Yan Xiao didn't know what happened in the past ten days, according to the current situation, Xiao Qing should have parted ways with Lin Feinan because of his previous behavior.

At the same time, the two little guys saw the low pressure of their teacher's confusion, and they both obediently and quietly stayed by Xiao Qing's side without saying a word.

After the waiter in the inn brought in the cloth towel and ointment used to bandage the wound, Jiang Meng called softly: "Master."

Fascinated, Xiao Qing turned around and saw the warm smiling face of her eldest apprentice.

Holding the medicine change in his hand, he raised his head and said softly, "Master, it's time to change the medicine."

There was a gentle smile in Xiao Qing's eyes, he nodded, sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shirt, revealing the hideous black red wound on his chest.

Jiang Meng felt a little timid when he smelled the strong smell of blood, and stood by the bed dumbfoundedly staring at it, and suddenly became at a loss: "Master... Master, are you in pain?"

Xiao Qing's face was still that weak and pale. Hearing this, he reached out and touched Jiang Meng's face, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's almost healed."

Yan Xiao quietly waited aside, seeing that the little idiot Jiang Meng was too late to do anything, so he took the ointment and applied it carefully.

Jiang Meng stood on one side helplessly, then ran away suddenly and found out the caramel that the old woman had left for him before from her small package, and fed it into Xiao Qing's mouth: "Teacher, eat a candy, it's so sweet. , sweet, you don’t even have time to feel the pain.”

Yan Xiao faintly rolled his eyes, and obviously didn't say a word, but Jiang Meng heard the word "idiot" by accident.

Xiao Qing's sword injury took two full months of recuperation before it fully healed.

During this period, Xiao Qing met with the real Chu Feng. In order to allow Jiang Meng and Yan Xiao to have a stable growth environment, Xiao Qing decided to stay in Kui County.

Chu Feng expressed his strong support for this. Not only did he hand over his medical clinic to them for temporary management, but he also made a fake human skin mask for each of the three masters and apprentices.

With their new identities, the three masters and apprentices have a place to live and work in Kui County.

Jiang Meng was overjoyed to finally no longer have to live a life of ups and downs.

On the day Xiao Qing decided to stay, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. At dawn the next day, she took Yan Xiao to accompany him to the market to pick out a lot of daily necessities, and put herself and Yan Xiao's The small room is cozy and comfortable.

According to the usual practice, Yan Xiao couldn't get used to it.

He felt that as an upright boy, he shouldn't waste time on this kind of trivial life.But seeing his silly little brother in high spirits, he subconsciously chose to tolerate him, and even became more and more like his master, doting on him more and more.

The days went round and round, and 13 years passed in a flash.

During these days, Xiao Qing, as a fake shopkeeper, has already read a lot of medical books, and when the old Chinese doctor hired from outside is on vacation, she can treat people decently.

During this period of time, Yan Xiao quickly grew into a handsome young man.

Because he has followed Xiao Qing to practice kung fu for more than ten years, and his brain is so bright that he can master it with a little mention. Although his current kung fu is still not as good as Xiao Qing, it has reached the point where Jiang Meng can't match it.

And Jiang Meng, as Xiao Qing's personal disciple, his 13 years have made people laugh and cry.

First, because the residual poison in the body has not been cleared, it took more than half a year to recuperate the body. Later, I don’t know if it is because of the sequelae of being frozen when I was a child. Like Xiaolin Daiyu, I get sick every now and then.

The saplings in other people's homes grow stronger and stronger, but Jiang Meng, a delicate sapling, has been reluctant to take root and sprout for a long time, and a casual wind and rain can kill half of his life.

Because of this, Xiao Qing was very distressed, and led Jiang Meng to search for doctors and medicines, and searched all kinds of medical books, but the results were not satisfactory. They all explained that this was a physical weakness brought about by the mother's womb. The only way to cure is to give birth well and pay attention to conditioning.

Jiang Meng softly expressed that it was a pity that she couldn't practice martial arts, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

He has seen Yan Xiao's strict schedule for himself, getting up earlier than a chicken every day, and spending the whole day racing against time to practice martial arts and figure out sword skills.

At night, I have to turn on the light and read at night. I have to go over the homework taught by my husband and go to the huge library in Chu Feng's house to read extracurricular books.

Jiang Meng is used to laziness, he doesn't want to push himself to the point where he can't get through like Yan Xiao.

Over the years, he managed the clinic with Xiao Qing, and gradually learned how to count and identify medicinal ingredients. When Xiao Qing was too busy to be free, Jiang Meng herself was a small shopkeeper, with a very beautiful face, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life. Moisturize.

In Jiang Meng's eyes, Yan Xiao is an awesome super university god, the kind who hangs himself ten blocks, and can instantly turn himself into a scum with just one finger.

There was a time when Jiang Meng felt a little jealous, but over time he figured it out, people are more pissed off than others.

As a senior brother, I might as well let that fellow Yan Xiao take care of me.

…………

Now it's another cold winter.

The goose feathers had been snowing heavily for half a night, and the charcoal fire in the medical hall was blazing. Jiang Meng was wearing a cotton velvet robe, with fluffy white rabbit fur around her neck and shoulders, which set off a delicate and unparalleled face.

Because he and Yan Xiao have grown from children to teenagers, their appearances have changed a lot, and things like human skin masks are no longer needed.

When Yan Xiao was ten years old, Jiang Meng's height was no longer an advantage. Although his figure had not improved much, he was of moderate stature, evenly fat and thin, but his appearance gradually became outstanding.

Her long black hair is tied into a high ponytail, her white skin is tender and tender, the tip of her nose is small and delicate, and her round almond eyes are always sparkling.

Because of Jiang Meng's pleasing and beautiful appearance, he attracted some boys and girls to queue up to buy medicine for the medical clinic for no reason.

On this day, Xiao Qing went out early and came back. As soon as she entered the door, she asked the kitchen to kill a fat and beautiful goose to make soup.

Jiang Meng knew her master's intentions at a glance, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, have you forgotten to eat and sleep to read again?"

Xiao Qing was also a little helpless about Yan Xiao's excessive hard work. Although he felt sorry for Yan Xiao who had to work so hard at such a young age, he couldn't say anything more. He could only supervise Yan Xiao every day like a broken-hearted parent. Eat well.

"Well, Xiao'er was injured a little while practicing martial arts today, but he still slipped away to Chu Feng's Library Pavilion while I wasn't paying attention. You send him the food, and put medicine on his arm."

"Well, I know!"

Jiang Meng nodded in agreement, put the ointment for treating bruises into her pocket, picked up the food box again, and said before leaving: "Master, you should eat more too! How do I see that you have lost weight recently?" It's over!"

Although he had already passed the age of leaking words, Jiang Meng felt that "teacher" was used to calling him, so he didn't deliberately change it, and calling it this way seemed more intimate.

Xiao Qing smiled at Jiang Meng and sighed, "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."

Riding the spare carriage in the medical hall to Chu Feng's other hospital, Jiang Meng covered herself tightly before coming down. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Yan Xiao's profile reading quietly.

Yan Xiao now has it, but Jiang Meng is getting more and more depressed every day.

According to the previous plot line, Xiao Qing was captured by Yan Nanhuai in the year when Yan Xiaoman was full, and she also officially became Yan Nanhuai's secret agent in that year, and began to lurk beside Yan Xiao, waiting for opportunities kill him.

Jiang Meng didn't want this kind of plot development, but Ji Xiaopang told him that he could only let nature take its course, so he had to pray from time to time that the plot line would be as biased as possible.

Yan Xiao found Jiang Meng standing at the door in a daze, raised her eyebrows slightly: "Come in, isn't it cold standing there?"

Jiang Meng reacted, and immediately turned her head and sneezed, her voice was a little husky: "It's cold, it's cold outside!"

Yan Xiao frowned, took the lunch box, got up and poured a cup of hot tea into Jiang Meng's hand, "You little medicine jar, don't run around when it's cold."

Jiang Meng pursed her lips and said sullenly, "Master, I'm afraid I'll be bored at home all the time, so if I come out and walk around more, maybe I can improve my resistance."

Yan Xiao has never heard of the adjective "resistance", but his little brother often says strange things, and he has gotten used to it over the years.

Yan Xiao gave a faint "hmm", and gave up the seat next to the fireplace to Jiang Meng, while she sat aside and began to eat dinner.

Jiang Meng looked at Yan Xiao dryly, and casually raised a topic: "Junior Brother, this year, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Yan Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Meng, a strange look flashed in his deep eyes, and he didn't answer.

Jiang Meng has also gotten used to Yan Xiao, a walking refrigerator. He smiled "hehe" indifferently, and said to himself: "Although I don't know martial arts now, I have a teacher and you, wait for me." In the future, I will be able to take care of myself in the medical hall, you can concentrate on practicing martial arts, and the teacher can go to Linjiabao to live for a while, and I can earn money to support you."

Yan Xiao drank the soup, curled his lower lip slightly, and commented: "It's a good idea."

Jiang Meng herself is quite beautiful, and the more she talks, the more she gets carried away: "Who made me have an economical brain? Alas, I was born to be a boss."

Yan Xiao kept thinking about having fun, but seeing the serious expression of a certain elder brother, he held back with difficulty: "Yeah."

After Yan Xiao finished eating, Jiang Meng suddenly remembered that Yan Xiao was injured during martial arts practice, and hurriedly took out the ointment from his pocket, and reached out to pull Yan Xiao's clothes.

Now that the heights of the two have been reversed, Yan Xiao has managed to be a head taller than Jiang Meng.

Jiang Meng came up to take off her clothes suddenly, Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then pulled the little head off her chest: "...What are you doing?"

Jiang Meng looked up and saw Yan Xiao looking as if she was going to molested him, and said angrily: "Aren't you injured? The master asked me to rub the medicine on you!"