Devil of Transmigration

Sitting up abruptly, Fang Qiong broke into a cold sweat, clutching her heart that was still beating "thumping" and couldn't calm down for a long time.

If he remembered correctly, Xuanli turned the direction the moment he landed and made his own meat pad.

He... Although he is a demon, will he be injured?Fang Qiong thought in a daze, grasping the corner of the quilt with all five fingers.

If he was on the bed, he should have been saved by others.The touch of his hands was a bit rough, Fang Qiong pinched the quilt and looked around, the furniture in the whole room was old and worn out, it should be in a farmer's house.

With her heart slightly back in her stomach, Fang Qiong immediately lifted the quilt, didn't even bother to put on her shoes, opened the door, and walked a few steps, not paying attention to the coolness coming up from the bottom of her feet, looking at the scene in front of her, Can't help being crazy.

He is now in a small farmyard, which is very small and surrounded by fences. There is a jujube tree full of red fruits in the southwest corner, and Xuanli, holding a pole, is standing under the tree and threshing dates. She was in good spirits and had nothing to do; besides stood a plainly dressed aunt, holding a bamboo dustpan with a smile, watching Xuanli busy up and down lovingly as if watching a junior.

It's all a little unreal, Fang Qiong thought.

The aunt glanced this way inadvertently, and saw Xuanli standing in a daze at the door.

"Young man, your brother is awake."

Xuanli turned his head quickly: "Huh? Fang Qiong? Are you awake? Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

Fang Qiong was silent for a long while, as if waking up from a dream: "Oh, I'm a little worried about you."

The aunt's family was very enthusiastic. They didn't ask them where they came from, and they didn't plan where they were going. They just kept telling Xuanli: Your brother has been frightened. You'd better wait a day or two before leaving.

Fang Qiong hugged Xuanli, hid behind him, and looked at the group of people coldly.

Xuanli struggled for a while, and asked: Where is this place?

Everyone was taken aback and began to change the subject.

In the afternoon, the village chief, who was over half a century old with gray hair and beard, came to the aunt's house tremblingly on crutches and said hello: "Another visitor?"

The aunt smiled and nodded.

"That's a good treat."

Xuanli frowned as he watched the village chief walk away.

Fang Qiong raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xuanli patted his head and comforted him: "It's okay."

Not long after the village chief left, the aunt prepared the meal and invited Xuanli and Fang Qiong to the table.Somewhat cramped to sit at the table, the two of them held their chopsticks and didn't know what to say, and there was nothing to say about the dishes. In such a small mountain village, fish and meat are considered very good.

After setting the rice bowls, the aunt went into the kitchen—according to the rules in the mountains, women are not allowed to sit at the table.

"Brother, do you want some wine?" The man smiled and shook the jug.

"I……"

"It's so big, a drink shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Before Xuanli finished speaking, the man poured a cup for Xuanli himself, and held it in front of Xuanli.

Fang Qiong secretly tugged at the corner of Xuanli's clothes underneath.

"I can't drink enough...then just have one drink?" Xuanli ignored Fang Qiong's suggestion, took the glass of wine, hesitated for a moment, and drank it down in one gulp: "It's so spicy!"

The man smiled and quickly signaled: "Hurry up and eat some vegetables."

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal.Fang Qiong watched the man vigilantly, and hated Xuanli's indifference.

However, to Fang Qiong's surprise, nothing happened afterwards, as if he was suspicious.

The countryside generally rests at sunset.After eating dinner in fear, it was time to go to bed at night.After Fang Qiong finished washing his face, he looked down at the blurred face reflected in the basin, with an unclear expression, and asked Xuanli, who was sitting beside him a little drunk: "When shall we leave?"

After yawning, Xuanli asked back: "Why did you leave? Wouldn't it be better to stay for a few more days?"

"We still have to go to Tianxuanzong."

"We? No, take out the word 'we'."

Fang Qiong let go, and the towel fell into the washbasin: "Didn't you say you wanted to accompany me?"

"But," Xuanli tilted his head, looking as if he was still awake, "I also have my own plan. Compared with my own plan, yours seems to be nothing. And—" He stood up , walked in front of Fang Qiong; the candle light was too dim, his face was completely hidden in the shadow: "I am a devil, you are a human, why should I follow the meaning of a mortal who can be crushed to death with one finger?" come?"

The towel in the basin absorbed enough water and slowly sank to the bottom of the basin.

Fang Qiong looked up at Xuanli.

No, no, I knew it was wrong, there must be something wrong with the wine, Xuanli would not say these words! ! !

The flickering of the oil lamp made a "pop" sound, breaking the silence in the room.

His throat was so dry that he could hardly speak a complete sentence.The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, but Fang Qiong sneered, "As expected, you are the same as Bai Ling."

Seeing that Xuanli didn't respond, Fang Qiong continued: "Isn't it? Treating me is like treating a puppy. If you are happy, you will play with it for a while, and you will be obedient; if you are not happy, you will kick it away. I am right. ?"

The aura on Xuanli's body began to become terrifying.

"Fang Qiong, I'm angry."

Fang Qiong's intuition was clamoring for him to stop this topic quickly, but his sensibility blocked his intuition.He didn't believe what Xuanli would do to him.

"What? Are you going to kill me? Come on." Holding Xuanli's hand and putting it on her neck, Fang Qiong continued, "As long as you crush my throat hard, come on."

Xuanli's face turned cold, and he was about to withdraw his hand.

Pressing Xuanli's hand, Fang Qiong looked at Xuanli stubbornly.

"...Fang Qiong, stop making trouble."

"No!"

As soon as Fang Qiong said what he said, he regretted it, but what he expected more was Xuanli's performance.

"……Then there's no way."

"Crack" The sound of bones being crushed suddenly sounded.

"Ah—" Waking up in cold sweat, Fang Qiong clutched her neck and panted heavily.The feeling of the throat bone being crushed was too uncomfortable, and what made him even more chilled was the indifferent look Li Xuanli looked at him for the last time.

"Fang Qiong?" Xuanli's voice changed from far to near, "Don't you have a headache? Have some hangover soup."

Fang Qiong let others help him up in a daze, feeling the moment a ceramic bowl touched his lips, he suddenly exerted force and pushed it away.The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the soup flowed all over the floor.

"roll!"

"Fang Qiong? Are you drinking crazy?"

When she felt that someone was touching her face, Fang Qiong started to go crazy, waving her hands wildly, not wanting anyone to approach her at all: "Get out!"

Xuanli had no choice but to stand by the bed, looking at him helplessly, and complained: "I told you not to drink, are you okay now?"

drink wine?Fang Qiong stopped and asked, "Didn't you drink it?"

Xuanli was stunned, and smiled: "Yes, but you secretly drank a glass while I was not paying attention, and then lay down. But I didn't expect Fang Qiong's drinking capacity to be so bad. What if I find a partner in the future? If you lie down after drinking If you can't get into the bridal chamber when you get married, it's funny balabala..."

So, was it a dream before?Fang Qiong ignored the nagging Xuanli and thought.

Thinking about it this way, looking back at Xuanli who was still there, Fang Qiong's childishness came up again, and while holding his head with one hand and shouting "Ouch", while puffing up his face, he angrily turned to Xuanli. Li complained: "Hmph, if they hadn't given me a drink, I wouldn't have said those words before; I still have a headache now."

Xuanli stopped talking, supported Fang Qiong to lie down, and covered the quilt again: "Then you should have a good rest and sleep well."

"What about you?" Fang Qiong asked, grabbing Xuanli's sleeve.

"I'm not leaving." Putting Fang Qiong's hand back on the quilt, Xuanli touched his forehead and said, "I'll go find our 'benefactor'."

"It's getting dark, what's there to look for?"

"They give you a headache, you must teach them a lesson."

Fang Qiong was a little confused: "This has nothing to do with them, I want to drink..."

"Okay." Xuan Li smiled and said, "Have a good night's sleep. I'm just teaching them a little lesson."

It seems that I have slept for a long time, and it seems that it has only been a while.Fang Qiong had a dream, a dream that was neither good nor bad, but when he woke up, he didn't remember the content of the dream, he just felt a little sad.

can not fall asleep.

Sitting up, it was still dark outside, and it was not yet dawn.

What about Xuanli?

Get out of bed hesitantly, put on your shoes, and open the door.

The flames shot up outside the door, and the aunt who was still joking about handing the bowls and chopsticks for Fang Qiong turned into two parts, with her upper body hanging on the jujube tree and her lower body in the middle of the yard, dragging her intestines piecemeal between them, bleeding a lot land.

Fang Qiong's face was pale, and the smell of blood rushed to his nose, making him want to vomit.

"Fang Qiong, you're awake." Xuanli stood on the top of the tree, looked over, and smiled.

Raising her head trembling all over, Fang Qiong saw that Xuanli was still smiling gently as before, and the white moonlight shrouded him very beautifully.

"……why?"

Xuanli tilted his head and asked, "I want to teach them a lesson."

See, this is the devil.

There was a small voice speaking in Fang Qiong's heart——

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Why do you still believe him?

Just kill him.

Shouldn't be with him.

He is a demon.

He is a demon.

He is a devil! ! !

It would be great if he died, and at the same time, Fang Qiong and the shrill voice in his heart said these words at the same time.

Xuanli didn't notice anything, and still looked at him with a smile, but there was a gleam of red light in his eyes.