Monster [Quick Transmigration]

Yuxiu was really frightened by that monster's appearance, so that she was sleepy for the rest of the time.

He didn't let the evil god turn into black mist to take him back, but the two of them walked back slowly side by side.

The evil god also seemed to be frightened by his violent reaction just now, no matter what, he held his hand and interlocked his fingers, as if doing so would give him a sense of security.

The strength of the evil god is a bit strong, even though he can't feel it himself, Yuxiu always feels that his hand is pinched by a pincer, which makes him feel painful from time to time.

He endured it for a while, until he couldn't take it anymore, and then said: "You scratched me."

Only then did the evil god realize his great strength, so he relaxed a little, but he was still reluctant to let go.

Yuxiu shook the hand held by the evil god, looked up at the tense side face of the evil god, and suddenly became curious: "Have you ever been in love before?"

The evil god didn't understand what he meant, turned his head, and said in confusion: "Huh?"

"Is it that you have been with the person you like before?"

"No."

Hearing this, Yuxiu was slightly surprised.

It is said that people in ancient times matured precociously, they began to marry at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and began to have children at the age of seventeen or eighteen. It should be considered relatively rare to be single like the evil god.

Seeing Yuxiu looking at him with a complicated expression, the evil god said patiently, although he didn't know what the little monk was thinking about, "I don't know what's going on with you. We marry at a later age here, and usually only around Think about these things, and I haven't thought about them since I died not long ago."

It turned out to be the case.

But it's not too late to think about these things, Yuxiu has just passed by, and his only job is to play games with his friends in the Internet cafe all night.

This difference is not a little big.

Yuxiu snorted, thinking that in this way, he was still the evil god's first love.

He didn't care about these things very much, but thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"What about you?"

Yuxiu was stunned by the evil god's words: "What am I?"

"Have you ever liked someone?"

"No." Yuxiu puffed out her chest confidently, "In the past, I only cared about studying."

"..." Seeing his smug look, the curve of the evil god's mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

The two walked into Qinghuai City, probably because the streets in the city were cleaned, there was no large area of ​​snow along the way.

But I didn't see any civilians, only heavily armed patrols passed by.

The leader of the patrol team noticed the two of them, turned around and greeted the team members, and then walked towards them alone.

"Little Master Yuxiu?"

Yuxiu didn't expect the boss to know him, he carefully scrutinized the boss's appearance and stature, and he didn't know such a person in his impression.

The boss saw Yuxiu's doubts, and explained: "I am one of those people who went up the mountain with Master Jinghui to pick you up, do you still remember?"

Saying that, Yuxiu remembered, but that night it was dark and it had just rained, and all of them had their heads covered, so he really couldn't tell which one of them the leader was.

Fortunately, the boss didn't care about these things, and asked with concern: "Little Master, how are you doing these days?"

Yuxiu nodded: "I'm fine, I left in a hurry and didn't have time to thank you, please help me convey my thanks to Master Jinghui and the others."

"We all understand, the important thing is that you are fine." The boss waved his hands disapprovingly, and then looked at Yuxiu from head to toe, "Speaking of which, you have changed so much, I almost didn't recognize it just now you."

Yuxiu wanted to scratch her head, but she only scratched her furry hat.

The leader said again: "I heard that you were taken away by the evil god of the Jiang Mansion, and you were still trapped in the Jiang Mansion and couldn't get out. How could you come out today?"

"..." Yuxiu smiled awkwardly, pulled the evil spirit closer to her, and then said, "Today is the holiday, we don't want to disturb other people, so we go out for a walk alone."

Only then did the leader turn his attention to the evil god.

In fact, he has long noticed this tall man, dressed in black, with black hair shawl, the thick black is incompatible with the remaining snow on the ground.

And the man is really good-looking, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and clear outlines, as if he walked out of a painting, but his skin is too pale.

How could this person be ignored?

It's just that the boss is not familiar with this person, so he is embarrassed to read more.

Taking a closer look at this moment, the boss's eyes flashed with unconcealable amazement: "Who is this?"

Yuxiu took into account the leader's evaluation of the evil god just now, so she didn't have the nerve to say the word evil god, so she just said: "His name is Jiang Enlin."

"It turned out to be Mr. Jiang." The boss cupped his hands, and then he became confused, "But I have spoken to Jiang Cheng several times, and I have been to Jiang's residence several times. It seems that I have never met Mr. Jiang."

Seeing that the boss was about to ask the truth, Yuxiu hurriedly stopped him: "He lives in seclusion and rarely shows up. It's normal that you haven't seen him."

The boss let out a sudden oh, paused, and then said again: "May I ask what is the relationship between Mr. Jiang and Jiang Cheng? We met today, which is considered a coincidence. Although the monsters in the city have been almost wiped out, but It's still a little dangerous for the two of you, I'll escort you back later, as a way of making friends."

Yuxiu: "..."

He knows, this boss just wants to get acquainted with Jiang's family, don't think that if he hides well, he won't see it!

That's why the boss came to greet him just now because of the evil god.

Yuxiu, who was used as a springboard, was heartbroken.

Seeing that they didn't speak, the boss turned around and gestured as if they agreed, "Please."

However, the evil god did not move.

Yuxiu pulled the evil god's hand, but she didn't pull it, so she didn't force him anymore, she just stood there with him, with an awkward expression no matter how you looked at it.

The evil spirit looked at the leader expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "I am Jiang Cheng's cousin."

How did the boss know that the evil god would suddenly say these words, and his face was suddenly blank: "Huh?"

The evil spirit said: "I was also the one who took Yuxiu away and trapped him in the mansion."

chief:"……"

No wonder their patrol team didn't encounter a single monster along the way, no wonder these two dared to walk outside the safe zone unscrupulously, no wonder he thought Jiang Enlin's name sounded familiar.

He didn't dare to think about it just now, but now that he thought about it, he realized that every word he said was on the verge of death...

In just a short while, the chief's expression changed several times from surprise to shock, from shock to panic, from panic to despair.

In the end, his face was pale, and his whole state was no different from that of Ding Yuan, Ding Wen and even Jiang Cheng yesterday—as if he could pass away at any time.

"You, you, you are from Jiangfu..."

The word "evil god" lingered in the leader's mouth again and again, but he couldn't get it out.

The evil god didn't speak, just looked at him with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Yuxiu hurriedly bid farewell to the boss, then forcibly dragged the evil spirit away.

After walking a certain distance, he looked back and saw that the leader had already led his patrol team to disappear without a trace, running so fast.

Yuxiu couldn't help being amused, and asked the evil god, "You just said it on purpose to scare him?"

After hearing his words, the evil god was actually very wronged: "He said mine first."

Yuxiu thought to herself, isn't what people said the truth?Didn't the evil god take him away back then?Didn't the evil god not allow him to go out?

But hearing the evil god's tone, he couldn't bear to turn over the old score at this time, seeing that there was no one around, he stopped, leaned forward and kissed the evil god on the mouth.

There was a loud bang.

"Don't think about it anymore." Yuxiu said, "He talks about you, you scare him, it's just even."

Although Yuxiu's words did not comfort the evil god, but obviously his initiative benefited the evil god very much, the grievance from the previous moment was wiped away, he lowered his head and kissed Yuxiu a few more times.

Yuxiu didn't dodge or dodge, she let the evil god Bobobo.

Fortunately, there was no one else around, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to be seen.

The evil god twisted him for a long time before he pushed him to continue walking back.

What Ling Yuxiu didn't expect was that they ran into an unexpected person when they stepped into the safe zone——Jiang Fuci.

Two years ago, Jiang Fuci escaped from the hands of the evil god by chance. Although he saved his life, he became insane from then on. He left Jiangfu and wandered outside without a word.

If it wasn't for the sudden recognition of Jiang Fuci today, Yuxiu would have thought that Jiang Fuci had already died, but who would have known that Jiang Fufu's fate has persisted until now.

It's just that Jiang Fuci's life was very bad. He was lying on the ground begging in ragged clothes, and his hands and feet were disabled. It seemed that he had difficulty even standing up.

The others also recognized Jiang Fuci. A middle-aged man walked over and kicked over the empty bowl in front of Jiang Fuci.

Jiang Fuci was so frightened by the sudden movement that he shivered suddenly, curled up reflexively, and hugged his head with both hands.

"Please, don't hit me..." Jiang Fuci was shaking with fear, begging pitifully, "Please..."

It's a pity that his begging for mercy didn't get anyone's sympathy. The middle-aged man stepped forward and greeted Jiang Fuci with his feet without saying a word.

Unable to bear it, Jiang Fuci opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. There was obvious fear on his face, which was so dirty that his facial features could not be seen clearly. His expression twitched, his eyes rolled, and he almost fainted.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang can't stand it so soon?" The middle-aged man kept on stepping, with a smirk still on his mouth, "Aren't you very capable? Aren't you able to drive us outcasts to death with just a flick of your finger? Are you Stand up."

Jiang Fuci's mouth and face were covered with blood, mixed with dirt, and looked extremely disgusting.

At this moment, he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy, and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, he could only falter and falter in pain.

Meanwhile, everyone else is booing.

"It's said that Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. I never imagined that Mr. Jiang would fall into the hands of us untouchables one day hahahahaha."

"Master Jiang, stand up, crying is useless, that's what you said."

"It seems that Mr. Jiang, who was so beautiful in the past, can't do it!"

These people say something to each other, and then laugh out loud.

I don't know if Jiang Fuci could understand what they said, but after they finished speaking, Jiang Fuci stopped hemming and hawing, didn't even dodge or move, and let those people kick him crazily.

After a long time, the evil god suddenly walked over.

The middle-aged man who took the lead in kicking Jiang Fuci noticed the approach of the evil god, and he seemed to know the evil god, so he quickly stopped his movements, bowed his waist in a humble and fawning manner, and called Mr. Jiang in a polite manner.

Seeing this, the others called Mr. Jiang.

"Yeah." The evil god kept a cold and indifferent expression, and handed over a piece of silver, "He was seriously injured, take him to see the doctor."

When the middle-aged man saw the ingot of silver, his eyes were bright, he wiped his hands heavily on his body, and then took the silver carefully: "Okay, Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will write down everything you ordered. heart."

The evil god nodded: "Go."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the others immediately stepped forward, dragging Jiang Fuci away like a dead dog.

Yuxiu had been standing on the sidelines watching. He found that Jiang Fuci, who had been dragged away, opened his eyes at some point, and his blood-stained eyes were staring straight at the evil god.

That look made Yuxiu feel a little uncomfortable, he walked over to hold the evil god's hand, hesitantly said: "Jiang Fu gave him the feeling that he doesn't seem so crazy."

The evil spirit turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "He thought he could escape by pretending to be crazy, but it's a pity that he didn't know something. Sometimes death is a solution."

Hearing this, Yuxiu realized that he didn't feel wrong just now.

But soon, he realized something: "So you let him go on purpose two years ago?"

"I have considered killing him directly, but after thinking about it carefully, wouldn't it be more fun to let him live in pain? Two years ago he didn't want to die, and two years ago he couldn't die even if he wanted to."

"..." Sure enough, the evil god should not be underestimated. From the scene where the evil god ran into Jiang Fuci in the illusion, it can be seen that whether this person is alive or dead, he is doing nothing for nothing.

Two years later, the safety zone gradually covered the entire Qinghuai City, the safety of the people was finally guaranteed, and everything was moving in a good direction.

Lord Li, the owner of the city, built a small-scale temple in Qinghuai City, which was specially given to Master Jinghui and other monks who had made great contributions.

But Master Jinghui did not choose to stay. After settling the affairs in the temple, he was going to take his senior brother and second senior brother on a trip.

Before leaving, the senior brother and the second senior brother went to Jiangfu to meet Yuxiu.

In two years, Yuxiu's hair has grown a lot. Although she only has short hair, it looks like she has nothing to do with a monk.

Yuxiu had already mentioned the matter of returning to vulgarity to her senior brother and second senior brother.

Huaishan was not there, the temple was deserted, and there were only two senior brothers left. They didn't know what process to follow to return to secular life. They had no experience and only verbal agreement.

Now that Yuxiu saw her two senior brothers again, she was inexplicably nervous, so she put on her hat after thinking about it.

The senior brother and the second senior brother noticed the hat on Yuxiu's head at a glance, were silent for a moment, and moved their eyes tacitly away.

They came here this time to bid farewell to Yuxiu, they planned to follow Master Jinghui all the way down south, wherever they went, there was a big world, and they didn't know when they would be able to come back.

And the outside world is much more dangerous, maybe they will walk back without their lives.

Yuxiu stepped forward and hugged the two senior brothers, and after a while, said in a low voice to take care.

The senior brother and the second senior brother also said to take care.

After the two senior brothers left, Yuxiu's life didn't change much, except that she became more and more comfortable growing vegetables.

Regarding this, both Ding Yuan and Ding Wen were deeply speechless written on their faces.

Everyone else grows flowers and plants in their own yards, but Yuxiu turned Qinggui yard into a vegetable garden.

After enjoying the joy of harvest, Yuxiu seems to have completely forgotten about growing flowers and grass, and in the beginning of spring, she enthusiastically discusses with them to open up land outside.

Although Ding Yuan and Ding Wen were very helpless, it was difficult to say anything. The evil gods were silent, so how could it be their two servants' turn to speak?

Roll up your sleeves and do it!

Speaking of evil gods, it was rare for Ding Yuan and Ding Wen to sympathize with them.

Jiang Cheng seemed to have seen through the nature of the evil god who loves to lose his temper but would not casually kill people, so he ran to Qingguiyuan with a cheeky face, and he solved all the small things, but the big ones had to go through the hands of the evil god.

After a long time, Ding Yuan and Ding Wen even had the illusion that the evil god was the head of the Jiang family, and Jiang Cheng was just an errand runner beside the evil god.

Once, the evil god got really annoyed and smashed down the whole house in a fit of anger, and the surrounding area was completely covered by the overwhelming black mist.

The servants in the Qinggui Courtyard were so frightened that they quickly found a place to hide, and Jiang Cheng also fled out of the Qinggui Courtyard in fright.

For the next half a month, Jiang Cheng never showed up.

Just when Ding Yuan and Ding Wen thought that Jiang Cheng would not bother the evil god again, Jiang Cheng ran over with a basket of freshly picked strawberries.

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to go directly to the evil god, so he grabbed Ding Yuan and asked, "Is your lord in there?"

"Here I am."

"Is Yuxiu in there?"

"Also."

Jiang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, as if emboldened by this answer, he turned and walked towards the hut.

In the end, Jiang Cheng was kicked out again by the furious evil god, but somehow he kept the strawberry.

In the next few days, Jiang Cheng would come over with a basket of strawberries, along with a bunch of things that needed to be checked by the evil god.

Ding Wen, who wanted to be silent, suddenly said to Ding Wen: "It must be that little master likes to eat strawberries."

"Isn't this obvious?" Ding Wen sighed while dancing the broom, "Unexpectedly, in the entire Jiang family, the smartest person is actually Jiang Cheng, who used to have no sense of existence."

Time flies, and 50 years later, Jiang Cheng passed away, and Jiang's family held the funeral for three consecutive days.

Yuxiu attended Jiang Cheng's funeral. At this time, he was no longer the young monk who was only in his teens, but an old man with a stooped figure and gray hair.

As he got older, his legs and feet were not very dexterous, and if he walked without a cane, he would need someone to support him.

Often the people who support him are evil gods.

The evil god has been dead for 100 years, and his appearance has been fixed forever. He and Yuxiu stand together. Even if Yuxiu doesn't look in the mirror, he knows that they look like grandparents.

Yuxiu has been comforting herself that aging is the reincarnation of nature, from birth to death is the process of reincarnation, except for evil gods and monsters, no one can escape this process, he has lived for more than 50 years, and has been with the evil god for more than 50 years, not short up.

But at Jiang Cheng's funeral, he still didn't let the evil god support him as usual.

Although he knew it in his heart, he didn't want others to see him and the evil god like his grandson and grandson.

Usually, the evil god would lead him and cling to him no matter what, but this time he seemed to know what he was thinking, and just followed him not too far or too close.

Jiang Cheng's funeral was very lively.

After following the funeral process, Yuxiu thought about what her own funeral would look like in the future.

There must not be so many people attending the funeral, and the scale of the funeral must not be so large. I just don't know if the evil god will cry like Jiang Cheng's wife and daughter with tears all over his face.

He thought about it seriously, but he still couldn't imagine the evil god crying with tears all over his face.

He frowned, turned his head, subconsciously looked for the figure of the evil god, and saw the evil god standing not far from him, watching him quietly.

There was worry in the evil god's eyes, but after meeting his gaze, those worries disappeared completely. The evil god raised the corners of his mouth and smiled gently at him.

At this moment, Yuxiu broke her defense.

Leaning on crutches, he passed through the crowd, walked up to the evil god, took the initiative to hold the evil god's hand, and held it tightly.

What are you thinking so much about?Just enjoy the moment.

Yuxiu said this to himself, but he didn't expect that his "now" only lasted two years.

Two years later, he successfully entered the 70-year-old mark.

It is strange to say that other people's 70-year-old is healthy and strong, and can still work in the fields, but his 70-year-old is getting weaker and weaker, and he can only lie in bed and breathe all day long.

It may have something to do with him occupying other people's bodies. The older he gets, the more obvious his repulsion with this body becomes.

This morning, when Yuxiu woke up, she clearly felt that she was going to die, maybe because of the flashback, he was actually more energetic and had more strength.

He saw the evil god sitting by the bed, watching him distracted——recently, the evil god often did this, and he didn't need to sleep left and right, so he watched him sleep.

He called Jiang Enlin's name.

"En." Jiang Enlin responded softly, reaching out to stroke his cheek, "I'm here."

Yuxiu said: "I'm dying. I'm sorry for letting you watch me grow old all these years, and let you witness my death. Sometimes I really want time to be tentative and to be with you forever."

The evil god didn't speak.

In fact, Yuxiu still has a lot to say.

He couldn't imagine what kind of life the Cthulhu would face in the future. The Cthulhu would never grow old and die, and would exist forever, watching the generation after generation leave. If possible, he would rather the Cthulhu find another...

No, just find another group.

But this kind of words can't be said, it seems to insult the evil god's love for him.

He didn't want to say any extra words, he was a little selfish, and didn't want to leave an old and mournful impression in the heart of the evil god in the end.

"My body is dead, but my soul will always be with you." After saying these words, Yuxiu began to have difficulty breathing and her consciousness was blurred. Her originally clear vision seemed to be separated by a layer of glass. He could not even see the face of the evil god. I don't know.

But he could feel the evil god lowering his head and pressing a kiss on his lips.

Just before the consciousness faded away, Yuxiu said the last words: "I'm sorry for you, I hope you are well."

Then, gone.

Three days later, Yuxiu's funeral was held in Jiangfu, the scale was small, but everyone in Jiangfu attended.

The aged Ding Yuan and Ding Wen cried so much that the evil god stood motionless in front of them, with their backs to them.

Even if the Cthulhu turned around, they couldn't see the Cthulhu's expression—because the Cthulhu put on that white mask again.

After the funeral, Yuxiu was buried in the Osmanthus grove in Qingguiyuan.

After that, no one saw the evil god again.

Everyone knows that from the moment Yuxiu was buried, the evil god ushered in a second real death.

It wasn't until 70 years later that Qinghuai City completely got rid of the fear of being dominated by monsters. Although many people still remembered the evil god who had protected Qinghuai City for decades, no one knew where he was.

One morning, someone saw that the sky was occupied by a large black mist, and the black mist slowly spread towards the sky, and there was a beautiful green light belt floating in the sky.

The green light belt felt the black mist approaching, as if it came alive, covering and swallowing the black mist.

After a while, the black mist disappeared, and the remaining green light band seemed to be diluted by water, and the original strong color gradually faded.

In the evening, the green light strip completely disappeared.