Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang had seen too many dead people in the hospital, and he was more courageous than ordinary people, but at this moment, he suddenly saw this kind of fierce ghost that did not exist in the original world, and his heart was terrified.

But no matter how frightened he was, he couldn't really turn around and run away, leaving behind a lonely child in the room.

He gritted his teeth, exhaled desperately into the crack of the door, and called, "Don't be afraid, brother Hong, look, it will only yell at me, and it can't get out. We spend the night with it, and wait for it to break through by itself." head."

In the room, Li Qinghong held his breath for too long, finally couldn't help it, and opened his mouth suddenly.

The startled corpse was full of agitation when it bumped into it, but it suddenly sensed the yang energy behind it, it immediately turned its head, and strode towards the corner where Li Qinghong was.

Li Qinghong was frightened out of his wits, and ran to dodge in the room, but the more he ran, the heavier his breathing became, Jing Shi caught up with him within a few moments, grabbed his neck, and strangled him hard.

Shocked Corpse was utterly ignorant, and this person was not a very powerful character in his life, so he was supposed to be able to resist spells and fists, but Li Qinghong was small in stature and weak in strength, once his throat was restrained, he couldn't use his strength, so he struggled For a while, his fists and kicks were not in order, his little face turned purple in the pitch black, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Outside, Yuan Qinghang could only hear Li Qinghong's exclamation changed from shrill to hoarse, knowing that it was not good, he was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.

To find Li Hongling?Or shout out?

This punishment room is far away from the front, and it only takes a few minutes to suffocate a person to death, what if the strength of the stunned corpse is too great, it directly strangles Li Qinghong's neck!

His mind turned like electricity, he already had an idea.

"Brother Hong, hold back, hold your breath for a while, and I will definitely save you!"

Li Qinghong was already dizzy, his chest seemed to be about to explode, but his ears were still able to hear, after hearing this sentence, the desire to survive was finally ignited, and with the last of his strength, he closed his breath again.

Yuan Qinghang opened his mouth, bit his wrist fiercely, and flicked it fiercely, a stream of dripping blood spilled in front of the crack of the door.

The breath of a living person is certainly alluring, but the breath of blood is what makes corpses salivate the most.As soon as the boy's blood came out, the startled corpse instantly turned his head.

The tip of its nose twitched a few times, let go of Li Qinghong, rushed to the door, eagerly licking the blood seeping through the crack of the door.

Yuan Qinghang finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the knocking and licking sounds coming from the door.

"It's okay." He whispered, "You stay in the corner and don't move. Exhale slowly, don't be too hasty."

Li Qinghong sobbed weakly: "Okay...but how did you restrain it?"

Yuan Qinghang said with a smile: "I caught a passing silly rabbit, cut off its neck, and fed it with blood, so it won't care about you anymore."

Li Qinghong was both surprised and delighted: "Oh! Brother Young Master, you are so smart."

Yuan Qinghang sat at the door, felt a little dizzy with the blood flowing, and called again: "Brother Hong, you come over quietly, get behind it, take advantage of its unpreparedness, and kill it."

Li Qinghong's teeth chattered: "I, I can't beat it."

Yuan Qinghang looked at his wrist and sighed: "The blood of this silly rabbit is almost drained, if you don't do it again, that startled corpse will have to find you later."

Li Qinghong exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! Then what should I do?"

Yuan Qinghang encouraged: "Recall what Aunt Hong taught us, the simplest soul-fixing curse is enough - hold it for a moment, then you rush up and twist its neck hard."

Li Qinghong hesitated for a long time, and finally said with tears: "Okay... I, I will try."

Yuan Qinghang quickly called out: "Wait, listen to my order."

He mobilized his spiritual power and forced a stream of blood to flow in. The startled corpse felt that the blood was getting less and less, and was anxious. Suddenly, he smelled the thickened blood, and immediately became excited, and began to slam the door.

Yuan Qinghang shouted: "Now, hurry up!"

In the room, Li Qinghong put his heart to rest, recited a stammering mantra, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

Knowing that if he didn't solve this problem, his life would be in danger, so he also became ruthless.Regardless of fear and nausea, he threw himself on Jingshi's back, his little hands grabbed Jingshi's neck fiercely, twisting and twisting.

Yuan Qinghang was outside, listening to the fierce fighting inside in horror, and finally, there was a faint "click", something inside was leaning heavily against the door, and slowly fell down.

Li Qinghong's trembling voice came: "Its neck is broken, it can't move."

Yuan Qinghang felt weak all over, staggered, turned over and sat down.

Looking at his bloody wrist, he quickly cast a small hemostatic spell and said, "That's great, you're awesome!"

The night wind was blowing, and the surrounding blood was faint, as if adding a deeper strangeness to the night.

Yuan Qinghang rested for a while, then stood up suddenly: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go get you something."

Li Qinghong inside was startled again: "I, I don't want...don't stuff things in."

The memory of the fear that Yuan Qinghang gave him before was still there, and the first time he thought of Yuan Qinghang's moodiness, he wanted to insert some poisonous insects into it as a prank.

Yuan Qinghang had a laugh: "This time it's a little different."

Li Qinghong turned his ears sideways, but there was no sound outside.

He shrank by the door, looking forward to Yuan Qinghang's early return, and fearing that he would bring something "different" and scary when he came back. For a while, he didn't know what he wanted.

Yuan Qinghang ran out of the small independent courtyard, ran to a nearby corridor, jumped lightly, and tore down a lantern.

With a finger poking, the outer shell of the lantern was broken, exposing a bean of candle fire inside.

In the room, Li Qinghong was suffering, suddenly, someone outside tapped on the door lightly.

"Brother Hong, look, something is coming."

Li Qinghong screamed, bounced off the whole person, and scrambled away from the door.

The room was pitch black, and some kind of soft and slippery poisonous insect was really stuffed in, so I couldn't even see it, in case I got bitten...

Turning his head, he suddenly froze in a daze.

The room was originally invisible, but now, there is a faint halo of light in the crack of the door.

Although it is faint, it seems that it will be blown out by the night wind in the hall at any time, but it flickers and is always on.

"Did you see it?" Through the door, the young master who used to be like a little devil said with a muffled voice, but he smiled, "I put the light in for you."

……

The courtyard is dark, and the unknown Ling Zhi is shadowy, like an evil thing with disheveled hair.

The things that Li Hongling planted here are not only not as elegant and beautiful as ordinary spiritual plants, but also have some sharp thorns, and the smell they emit is mostly pungent and refreshing. With the night wind blowing away, it is really not a good enjoyment .

Yuan Qinghang was lying on the ground outside the door, protecting the flickering candlelight with both hands, chatting with Li Qinghong who was inside the door.

"Actually, you see, there is nothing terrible about the dead. That person is a coward in life, greedy for life and afraid of death, what can he do?" In the first seven."

This kind of reassurance was even more frightening. Li Qinghong's voice, which had already calmed down, changed its tone: "Then, will it come to me again?"

Yuan Qinghang snorted coldly: "Tomorrow morning, we'll chop this corpse into [-] pieces, so that it can't be put together anyway. How could it come to you?"

Li Qinghong finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes... let's bury it under the tree and make flower fertilizer."

"Put another evil seal on the root of the tree, and tell it to fly away." Yuan Qinghang said viciously again, "Don't talk about the first seven, we will tell it to be incapable of causing trouble forever!"

While talking, he suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Qinghong was a little surprised.

Yuan Qinghang didn't answer, feeling a little weirdly proud.

Sure enough, it fits the characters of the original book very well. What I said casually seems to have the meaning of evil, heretics, and cruelty.

"Brother Young Master, I killed him, he..."

Yuan Qinghang retorted seriously: "Don't wrap your upper body indiscriminately, you didn't kill him."

"Who is that?"

"Of course it's him." Yuan Qinghang said, "The poison in him is not difficult to identify. The reason why you misunderstood it is because of his violent movements, which caused the ecchymosis to expand."

He went on to say: "And he killed his fellow disciples in order to survive, so that he attracted his senior brothers to fight with him—you see, there is God's will in the dark, he actually died by his own hands."

Inside the door, Li Qinghong let out an "oh", as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although you didn't kill him, after seven days, there will still be ghosts looking for you." Yuan Qinghang suddenly said grimly.

Inside the door, Li Qinghong screamed, and was about to cry again: "Why, why?"

"Did you really not kill anyone today?" Yuan Qinghang asked back, "The person who died innocently will naturally have resentment in his heart, so it's not surprising to find you."

There was no sound from inside the door.

After a while, Li Qinghong said in a trembling voice: "I, I didn't kill him. I just want to teach him a lesson."

Yuan Qinghang was disappointed in his heart, and sighed: "Why do you hate him so much?"

"He's the worst!" Li Qinghong hissed suddenly, sitting in the dark room with tears streaming down his face, "He laughed at me, he said my name means lighter than a feather, but my mother named it to me "My mother didn't give me a bad name on purpose."

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback, is that so?

"Brother Hong, you're right. The name your mother gave you is actually very nice." He racked his brains and said, "It's Hong who has lofty ambitions; it's light to go straight to the sky. You see, it's not true. sharp?"

"Really, really?" Li Qinghong's sobs stopped, half doubting.

"Really." Yuan Qinghang said softly, "If you don't believe me, go ask your mother."

Anyway, he didn't dare to ask Li Hongling about it.

Li Qinghong let out a soft "Oh", as if he became happy.

"Look, that Mu Xiaoqi's name is only perfunctory. Your name is a hundred times better than his, so why bother with his unintentional words?" Yuan Qinghang said seriously, "Remember in the future that you can't hurt me so casually. Got it, do you understand?"

Li Qinghong hummed unconvinced: "Then why can you harm him?"

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

This is a soul torture.

"I've grown up, and suddenly I feel that what I did before was stupid and boring." He said nonsense solemnly, "It's the same with you, don't do these trivial things in the future, and learn your skills from your mother, isn't it more Interesting?"

……

The night gradually became denser, Yuan Qinghang was extremely tired, Li Qinghong was also gradually tired, and yawned one after another.

"Brother Young Master, are you sleepy? You should go back, I, I'm not afraid..."

Yuan Qinghang looked at the candles at the door and shook his head.No one is watching, and when the wind blows, you don't know if it goes out.

"It's okay, it's almost dawn."

"My mother will blame you when she sees you here tomorrow morning."

Yuan Qinghang thought for a while: "I'm not afraid of her."

"Oh..." Li Qinghong squatted and drew circles on the ground with his fingers, "Yes, my mother only hits me."

Yuan Qinghang hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "That's because Aunt Hong is not my mother, so she is polite and distant from me. In this world, parents are more casual and strict only with their own children."

Li Qinghong was silent.

Yuan Qinghang said again: "Parents and mothers should be the closest and most respected people for children. But some people are born with no ability or know how to be a qualified parent."

Li Qinghong let out a little "ah" in a daze.

Yuan Qinghang sighed in his heart.

Li Hongling is obviously not a qualified mother, beating and scolding recklessly and hitting self-confidence with precision, it is no wonder that this child is sensitive and inferior, and someone's careless words can blow up.

If it goes on like this, it won't be strange if it's not a psychopath.

He thought and thought for a long time before saying word by word: "So, if you happen to meet that kind of adults who are not very good at being parents, children will have a harder time."

Inside the door, there was no sound.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the night that was getting darker and darker, and it was about to dawn, and there would be a burst of darkest sky.

He said leisurely: "The child must find a way to tell himself that most of the time, it is not our fault. Whether it is not smart enough or not doing homework well, as long as you try your best, you should not feel frustrated, let alone feel sorry ... Do you understand?"

The author has something to say:

Yuan Bao: How can there be corpses in the world of Xianxia? It's too scary!

Aunt Li: Why not, talismans are used to suppress evil spirits.Wait for your right uncle to take you to catch ghosts in a few days.

Xiao Li: (Looking through the original work) There are many fairy tales. Besides, this original work is just nonsense, and I wrote it so badly.