You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Seeing the girl smiling without worries, Lu Qianchuan couldn't help but relax a little.

His vision at this moment followed Liu Qingkui's memory at this time, and the scenery in front of him was so tall that he was not used to it for a while - at this time Liu Qingkui was still a little bean playing in the mud in the yard.

He ran around the girl, not wanting to be idle for a moment. The girl was entertaining herself, but when he interrupted her like this, she couldn't make it up.

She bent down and hugged the younger brother who was mischievous from birth, and reprimanded him pretending to be angry: "Xiao Kui runs away again, sister will hit you."

Liu Qingkui giggled in her arms, not afraid of her fake prestige at all, he stretched out two chubby hands, and lightly wrapped them around the girl's neck.

Liu Qingyan was amused by his gesture of goodwill, and immediately lost all temper, and hugged Liu Qingkui happily for two circles.

She is really a person who loves to smile, no matter how noisy Liu Qingkui was, Lu Qianchuan didn't see the smile on her face fall.

The siblings had a great time playing in the yard, and the setting sun gradually cast a layer of soft light on them, making people feel warm when looking at them.

When it was time to cook, Liu Qingyan put down Liu Qingkui, walked into the kitchen with ease, and said to Liu Qingkui: "What do you want to eat tonight, Xiaokui? I still have some shrimps that Mommy and Dad made yesterday. I'll make them for you, okay?" ?”

Liu Qingkui patted two chubby hands: "Make shrimp, eat shrimp, eat shrimp!"

Liu Qingyan saw his naive look from the window, her brows and eyes crooked with a smile, she opened the lid of the pot with ease, and started to light the fire.

Curly smoke rises from the chimney, and this small farmyard is full of warm smoke.

Liu Qingkui ran into the house and got her pony cart, and jumped onto the stone table to play a war game.

He held the cart in his left hand, picked up the pony with his right hand, lifted the horse's hoof, knocked the cart over to the ground, and he had to try his best to reach it with a small face.

But he had short arms, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pick up that poor little car. Lu Qianchuan sympathized with him, and suddenly there was an emotion in his chest that was so anxious that he was about to cry.

When Liu Qingkui was scratching his ears and cheeks in anxiety, a hand appeared in sight, picked up his small wooden cart, and put it on the table.

He raised his head, and it was Uncle Wang who had a good relationship with their family. Uncle Wang was sweating profusely, his lips trembling, staring at him and asking, "Xiaokui, where's your sister?"

Liu Qingkui waved the little wooden horse and gave him a sweet smile, pointed to the kitchen and said, "My sister is in the kitchen."

Seeing him sitting on the edge of the table, Uncle Wang was afraid that he would accidentally fall, so he raised his arms and put him in the middle of the table, so he rushed into the room in a hurry.

Liu Qingyan was fiddling with firewood, rubbing black ash all over her white hands, she straightened up, wiped her hands on the apron, and saw Uncle Wang rushing towards her in a blink of an eye, she was startled: "Uncle Wang, what are you doing?" coming?"

The people in their village are open and not particular, but after all, she is a big girl who has never been married. Even if she sees an acquaintance, her first reaction is to hide two steps back, and said awkwardly: "I'm busy cooking here. I didn’t even hear anything. You wait in the main room for a while, while I wash my hands and pour you some water.”

Uncle Wang's skinny face was covered with creases, and the creases were full of eagerness that could not be concealed. He waved his hand, and almost came up to pull Liu Qingyan, and said anxiously: "What water do you want to drink, girl, come with me quickly. Something happened to your parents!"

Liu Qingyan paused with her hand on the apron, and the smile on her face froze for a moment, she asked in a daze, "What happened?"

Uncle Wang said: "I can't tell for a while, anyway, you go to the river with me first, a group of immortals are waiting there."

Liu Qingyan hurriedly extinguished the fire in the stove, took off her apron, threw it aside casually, and hurriedly followed behind Uncle Wang.

They passed the small stone table where Liu Qingkui was, Liu Qingyan picked up Liu Qingkui and said to Uncle Wang: "Wait a minute, I will carry Xiaokui into the house first."

She properly placed Liu Qingkui on the kang, gathered all the toys on the table, put them beside Liu Qingkui, and coaxed in a low voice: "Xiao Kui wait for me here obediently, sister will be back in a while."

Liu Qingkui held the cart in one hand and the pony in the other, let her kiss her on the cheek, and obediently watched the back of her sister leaving on the kang.

Uncle Wang was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Liu Qingyan was used to walking in small steps, but it was still a bit difficult to follow behind this agile old man, and she was almost on the verge of trotting.

Lu Qianchuan smacked in his heart, thinking that Liu Qingkui was not a child who would stay in the house obediently.

Sure enough, as soon as Liu Qingyan's back disappeared at the door, the kid jumped off the kang, twitching his two short legs, and followed behind Liu Qingyan.

The other man had short legs, so he couldn't keep up with the two people in front of him no matter how fast he moved, and he lost track of him as soon as he reached the corner.But there were only a few small roads in the village, and he couldn't see his sister, so he walked forward by feeling, and found the river.

Lu Qianchuan has not yet adapted to his little Douding's field of vision, and feels very tired looking up at people with his neck up.

A large group of people crowded together by the river, most of them were villagers in short brown clothes, they crowded into a group, surrounded by a few neatly dressed young people.

Liu Qingkui was too short, and the crowd was crowded together. He only had thighs in his eyes, and he couldn't see what was surrounded inside.

But fortunately, the young men in the middle are all tall, standing out from a group of villagers, they stand out from the crowd. He raised his small face, but he could barely see through the black heads of the few in the middle. Zhang Jun's face.

Lu Qianchuan was taken aback when he saw those people through his eyes.

They are all familiar faces.

One of them was surrounded in the middle, with his head raised, looking very arrogant.His face was handsome and tight, and there was a sense of grandeur between his brows, but the impatient look on his face was also obvious, and there was undisguised irritability in his eyes looking at the villagers.

Lu Qianchuan heard a heartbeat, he didn't know if it was his own or Liu Qingkui's, he followed Liu Qingkui's line of sight and looked at the man, the surprise in his heart almost overflowed his head.

Uncle Qi?

Compared to the Qi Zehua he knew well, the current Uncle Qi is still very young - not in his face, but in his impetuous temperament.

At first glance, he was raised by a big family and had just come out to practice. He had a haughty expression with his eyes above his head, and he didn't bother to say a word to the villagers. He stood silently in the crowd, becoming a bird A fiery red lone wild crane.

Liu Qingkui has grown so big, she has never seen such a character.

He stepped forward with his short legs, slid between the adult's thighs, and squeezed a clear path through the gaps between the legs.

Squeeze directly to the front of the crowd.

This time his vision suddenly became clear, and he could clearly see the auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on the corner of Qi Zehua's clothes, and...his crying sister hiding behind him.

The little Liu Qingkui froze on the spot.

Liu Qingyan's slender body was completely covered by Qi Zehua. From Liu Qingkui's angle, she could only see her sister's messy bun and her pretty face crying.

He directly opened his legs and walked towards his sister.

It was only then that everyone noticed this inconspicuous little one, and someone exclaimed: "Isn't this Xiaokui?!"

Liu Qingyan raised her head in surprise when she heard the sound, just in time to see Liu Qingkui who was rushing into her arms, her face turned pale, she hugged Liu Qingkui into her arms, pressed his head, and said anxiously: "I don't want you to stay at home stay?"

Liu Qingyan usually spoke in a soft voice, and rarely yelled at him so loudly. Liu Qingkui trembled in fright, tears welled up in her big eyes, and hugged her sister's arms reluctantly.

At this time, they heard a low roar of a monster.

Liu Qingkui froze, and pulled herself out of Liu Qingyan's arms, trying to see what screaming thing was hidden behind her sister.

Liu Qingyan hugged him tightly with her slender arms, and her voice was so low that she almost begged: "Qing Kui is obedient, you go back first, and my sister will go back soon, okay?"

Although she has dexterous hands, her strength is pitifully small, and it is very difficult to hold down a child as big as Liu Qingkui.

Liu Qingkui was about to poke her head out when suddenly her feet lightened and someone picked her up by the back of her neck.

Qi Zehua picked up Liu Qingkui like Rin Yan did when he was a child, and said to the girl in front of him, "Is this your brother?"

Liu Qingyan nodded hastily, and begged: "Yes, yes, please don't let him see it, please."

Qi Zehua clasped Liu Qingkui's head with one hand, and said to the junior beside him: "Don't let him make trouble at such a big age, find someone to help send it back."

Liu Qingyan's body softened, and she was obviously relieved.

But it's too late.

Liu Qingkui has been clever and flexible since he was a child. When they were talking, he had already rolled his eyes and saw a few people lying on the ground from the corner of his eye.

Their bodies had a strange blue-black color, and their faces were ferocious. They were tied down to the ground by Qi Zehua and the others with immortal ropes, but they were still struggling, roaring like wild beasts from their throats.

His small body froze into a stone statue after this glance.

There were five or six young men and women lying there, two of them looked like... his parents.

He wanted to turn his head to look again, but Qi Zehua held his head tightly, and he couldn't take a second look no matter what.

He started to thrash around desperately in Qi Zehua's arms, kicking his chest directly.

Qi Zehua didn't expect that the child was so strong that he was kicked so hard that he coughed and threatened, "Don't move around, I will feed you to the lion."

He summoned Rin Yan, and the lion who had not fully grown up let out a majestic cry.

Liu Qingkui was too scared to move.

Qi Zehua dealt with Xiao Douding, frowned and asked the junior brother beside him: "What did Ji Xue say? Can you come?"

The disciple handed him the paper letter he had just received, wondering: "Senior sister said that there are too many patients and we can't leave. She wrote the method here and let us study it by ourselves."

Qi Zehua became furious immediately, and snorted, "If I can do my own research, can I still send her a letter!"

He grabbed the paper figurine in his junior brother's hand, and a lot of jargon appeared on the paper figurine that would give him a headache just by looking at it.

At the end of the letter it was written: Water ghost possession can be cured by this method, but if the evil spirit has already invaded the soul, medicine and stones will not heal, and killing is the only way.

It just so happened that a junior came to find a villager who was willing to send the child home. While handing Liu Qingkui to the little woman, he muttered to himself, "How can you tell if evil has invaded your soul?"

Taking advantage of the time when he let go, Liu Qingkui quickly turned her head and glanced at Liu Qingyan, who was crying so hard, and the two black and blue monsters who were tied to the ground by the immortal rope.

Those are his parents.

Lu Qianchuan suddenly felt a heart-piercing grief. He was imprisoned in Liu Qingkui's body, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

He clearly knew that it was not him who was sad, but Liu Qingkui at this moment.

Liu Qingkui stared blankly at his parents who were so ignorant that he felt strange, her palm-sized face turned pale.

But did not cry.