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In the early summer of July, at noon, the sun was quite poisonous, and the canopy of the trees cast little shade that was better than nothing.

The streets of Wenshui Road are empty, and the doors and windows of every house are closed, leaving only a small gap for peeping out.

"The girl came out?" Someone asked solemnly.

"Isn't it? After Maoshi, Qing Ying was wandering in the Tao with her mother's urn in her arms, like a ghost."

"Then where is she now?"

"I heard that he is holding an urn to block the gate of Li's house. Old man Li is probably going to die of anger. But who told him that he likes to stand out the most? Isn't he getting revenge?"

"It doesn't matter." The man suddenly felt as lucky as the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and kept muttering, "As long as it's not our family, it's fine if it's not our family."

And as the discussion center of Wen Shuidao at this time, Qing Ying, who was feared by everyone like a plague god, was sitting on the stone steps in front of the gate at the moment, with her elbows resting on the urn, staring at the open space in front of her, as if she was thinking.

The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face and a slender figure. Her clothes were washed white, and her long hair was tied up in a rough way.

Even though it was covered by the eaves, her cheeks were still flushed red after being in the sun for a long time at the door, and she looked rough and rough, wasting her pretty and sweet facial features.

If you look carefully, you can actually find that the little girl's beautiful eyes are not focused, as if she is in a daze.

The door of Li's house behind her was quietly opened a crack, and from time to time someone secretly used this to watch her, and as long as she made a slight movement, that person would run away in panic.

"Hungry." Qing Ying ignored the movement behind her, and said to herself, "What do you have for lunch?"

Behind the gate, there was a riot of soldiers and horses.

It turned out that old man Li, who was out to watch the wind, happened to bump into Qing Ying talking to the urn, and almost fainted from fright.

Qing Ying couldn't help shaking her head.

"Mom, you said they didn't dare to face me, so why did they insist on kicking me out?"

The silent urn naturally wouldn't answer her.

The little girl was blocking the gate, not feeling annoyed at all.

What is being exposed to the sun?

It's warm and feels like taking a nap, she doesn't like it.

Qing Ying has nothing to dislike.

She likes many things, but not everyone likes her.

More objectively speaking-

Except for her mother, everyone actually hated her.

In such a life situation, if she wasn't a time traveler, I'm afraid she would have to be cynical.

Qing Ying is not from this world, she traveled to a novel about cultivating immortals "Falling Immortals", and became the vicious female supporting role of the same name in this novel.

In the original work, the female supporting role Qing Ying with the same name was born with a terminal illness, her spiritual roots were crippled, and her relatives and friends died. She was discriminated against and bullied.Be extreme and assertive.

After she climbed to a high position, she insisted on fighting against the male lead Gu Tian, and finally killed him with a sword.

In short, life is full of ups and downs, bitterness and hatred.

After transmigrating into such a tragic character, the little girl herself is very easy-going.

This body is already a person who will die sooner or later with a terminal illness, so why bother to make his already painful death worse?

Just eat and wait to die.

No matter what happens, the little girl is very Buddhist.

When she was born, the eminent monk ordered her to be regarded as a funeral star, and all relatives except her mother wanted her to die?

It doesn't matter, then when she was three years old, didn't her parents belch anymore?

No one can point fingers at them.

Being rumored to be a dead star, being bullied by peers?

It doesn't matter, as long as you take your father's ashes urn and sit in front of those people's houses, their parents will very consciously vent their anger on her behalf.

No one dared to suffer from the bad luck of the Sangmen Star.

The only remaining mother passed away, and was feared by everyone, even kicked out of the house, and her property was forcibly confiscated?

"It's not me targeting."

She sighed and said to the trembling old man behind the door

Said: "Who made the son most conspicuous at that time?"

To be precise, Li Youfu was the one who immediately occupied Qing Ying's family because of his family's deepest seniority.

The little girl has a cute and natural expression.

She said innocently: "Now I have no place to live, so I can only borrow the light from your house."

Li Youfu's wrinkled face suddenly stretched out.

Ordinary people may be okay if they are reassuring enough, but who in Wen Shuidao don't know more or less about divination and weft knowledge?

The fate of Tiansha is the most unlucky, so don't even touch it.

Old man Li wished he could pick up his crutches and beat that wretched man hard.

If he has no eyesight to see things, he is not afraid of bad luck, which will affect the future of Hu'er who is practicing hard in the outer sect?

How long has the Qing family been in decline, what is the greed for, and how little property is there!

After recovering, old man Li still tremblingly set up his crutches.

"Girl Qing Ying, let's just say what's missing, don't do this."

So in the end, everything belonging to Qing Ying's family was returned in full.

Looking at it this way, she felt that there was nothing wrong with her attitude, so why bother to intrigue and tear her face apart?

She just sat quietly all morning, wouldn't the house be back soon?

Qing Ying likes such a stable life.

Bringing enemies for oneself or something affects the quality of life too much.

She likes to live in comfort and peace of mind.

Anyway, when the terminal illness is about to strike, she is ready to jump off the cliff and die, and she will not be dragged down.

Anyway, she is such a waste snack.

A steamed bun served cold in a large bowl is Qing Ying's rare and exquisite lunch.

"But I'm still not full." Qing He pressed his stomach, feeling a little worried.

If you eat the last meal all day long, even the salted fish will not be paralyzed.

The empty rice vat made people panic.

"I really don't want to work..."

But there is no way.

Life is not easy, Xianyu sighed.

Qing Ying straightened her hair and was about to go out to work, but someone knocked on the door.

Tuk tuk.

Three quick beeps.

After knocking, Qing Ying didn't wait for the door to answer, the other party stepped in very naturally.

"Fenglan?" Qingying saw the face of the visitor clearly.

The young girl who entered the door was in her youth. She had a beautiful appearance, exquisite clothes, half of her long hair was rolled up, and the tasseled pearls hanging from her hairpin were shining brightly in the sun.

Feng Lan, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, is also her cousin. She is very talented in cultivation, and she is the only disciple of Elder Huan Xue, the inner sect of Guigu Sword Sect.

The Feng family is the largest back to the ancient sword sect, and this generation has Feng Lan, the proud daughter of heaven, who is gaining momentum in Wenshui Road.

When Feng Lan's mother first married in, the relationship between the two families was pretty good, but with the decline of the Qing family, the relationship gradually became estranged.Some time ago, Qing Ying's mother's funeral was the only intersection between the two families in the past three years.

"I heard that there is something wrong with your house. My mother asked me to take a look."

"Thank you for your concern, but I have already got the house back." Qing Ying said politely.

Feng Lan looked around critically, the simple brick and tile house in the courtyard, in the eyes of the celestial girl, was inferior to the trough for the fairy beasts of the sect.

But her real intention for coming today is not here.

Feng Lan went straight to the point.

"Have you considered what your mother said before?"

The little girl said: "What's the matter?"

Feng Lan curled her lips in her heart, holding back her impatience.

"That marriage." Feng Lan suppressed the anxiety in her heart and pretended to be calm, "After hearing what your mother said that day, I didn't tell anyone, I asked you to think it over first, how did you think about it?"

What Feng Lan said was the kiss that Qing Yingniang made for her before she died.But in fact, she did not keep a secret for Qingying, but turned around and told her master and mother.

"The head's wife was already seriously ill, and she didn't care about medicine and stones. Thanks to my aunt, she got better. Xie, the head of the house and his wife, said that they will definitely be ready to fulfill the marriage contract."

This is actually what Master told her.

Elder Huanxue inquired specifically, and the gratitude of the wife of the sect leader has reached the point where she doesn't know Qingying's character, or even what she looks like, but for the sake of saving her mother's life, she wants to bid farewell to her and marry her for her son Xie Qing.

This made them startled, and they made up a clever plan to exchange the civet cat for the prince.

Feng Lan said while carefully observing Qing Ying's expression.

"But your family is in such a situation now, and you have no qualifications for cultivation... Either your cousin is deliberately sarcastic, you should know it, or you just reluctantly entered into this marriage. The gap is so big, and you can't keep it.Disaster."

"Xie Xiaoxianjun's celestial appearance has countless admirers, and there are many daughters of noble species... I may say it harshly, but self-knowledge is really important."

"En." Qing Ying replied, unable to express what it felt like.

I have never fought or grabbed since I was a child, and tried to avoid the plot of the original work, hoping to keep my family safe.But the mother was still guided by the inertia of the plot, and made a deal with the head wife without telling her, and didn't reveal the truth until before she died.

She thought that by completing the formation, she could exchange her health for a better future for her daughter, but she didn't know that the formation of the head wife was basically a life-for-life exchange.

Before his mother died, he proudly told her, "It's better to be born well than to marry well", "My mother's dead life is somewhat useful", and said that he used his kindness to let her be married to the son of the head, the aloof Xie Xiaoxian.Get married.

—— Xie Qing's speech.

But this marriage is not so good.

Because Xie Qingci, like her, is the number one male cannon fodder in "Fallen Immortal".

He has a handsome appearance and outstanding talent. He is the legitimate son of Guigu's head and is known as the moon soul. He is the head disciple with a bright future, but he is set as a stepping stone for the hero.

After the plot officially started, Xie Qingci would continue to be slapped in the face out of jealousy for the hero, and then the plot reversed. It turns out that the hero is the serious son of the head of the family.Just adopting orphans as a shield.

In the end, he will be cut out by the head of the sect and given to the male lead for refining. His cultivation will be crippled, and he will die in madness.

Marrying him is just a temporary scene.

Fortunately, cousin Feng Lan gave Qing Ying another choice.

Qingying's mother was worried that her family would be ruined and the head of the family would be dishonest, so she specially informed the niece who was dying at the side.

As everyone knows, Feng Lan is also moved by this marriage.

It's just a matter of repaying the favor. Who will receive the favor? Isn't it just a matter of Qing Ying's words?

Feng Lan looked at Qing Ying calmly again.

Hairy and childish, at the moment his eyes are staring at the ground and he doesn't know why he is in a daze. He looks stupid. Compared with himself, he is like a little gray duck by the river.

"I kept it secret for you for so many days, just to let you weigh the pros and cons and think clearly." Feng Lan slowed down her tone, "But Xie Xiaoxian is out of customs, and he will come to greet you at any time—this is the last chance."

Qing Ying raised her eyes, her eyes were clear: "I know."

Feng Lan frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable with this simplicity.

"Then what do you think?" Feng Lan asked persuasively.

Qingying: "Huh?"

"Don't you know, I have admired Immortal Moon Soul since I was a child. If you are willing to give me the opportunity, my master and mother will not treat you badly, even myself, and I will not forget your kindness of adult beauty.”

Then came a long section of lyricism, but Feng Lan didn't focus on praising Xie Qingci for being outstanding, but tried her best to express her deep feelings and regret that she couldn't get what she wanted.

"Cousin, you don't have to talk about this."

Qingying's expression gradually became serious: "I have admired Xie Xianjun for a long time."

Feng Lan's expression changed slightly immediately.

Mother is right, this girl is really unwilling to back down!

If there is no possibility of compromise, it can only be...

"you are not willing?"

"Of course." Qing Ying changed her tone.

The little girl blinked her eyes, as if she was reluctant to let go: "But that is my destined fiancé, how can I betray him so easily?"

"—I need to pay more."

After summer, although the

After noon, the sun was still shining brightly.Many people in the city are good at fanning, squinting at the notices on the bulletin board.

Wenshui Road is next to the foot of Guigu Jianzong Mountain, and many people who come to worship teachers and seek immortals will settle here, so the business service industry is developed.On weekdays, if each family has any needs, they will post their own needs on the huge bulletin board.

Suddenly someone asked strangely: "Why is Daoist Wang here?"

Wang Daochang is the resident monk of Wenshui Road. He is pampered and respectful. He pays attention to being spotless and will not appear in the city in a leisurely manner.

Someone looked up, and saw that the usually arrogant monk was leading a certain young gentleman at this moment, and was talking about something with a smile.

And behind that handsome young man, there was a long line of retinues, all of them holding black jade trays covered with red cloth, fighting with great power.

"Hiss, that gentleman looks really good-looking." Someone sighed.

"What sir, that's Xie Qingci, the Moon Soul Immortal, who will prove to be a fairy sooner or later!" Some knowledgeable people despised him, and then became more and more strange, "But the Moon Soul Immortal is not busy breaking through, why come here?"

Wang Daochang knew that his posture was not good-looking, and he would probably be offended.

But in front of this proud son of heaven in front of him, he has no other thoughts in his mind other than admiration.

Elder Huan Xue said he would come, but he didn't expect that this celestial figure would really patronize his place today!

Remembering the agreement with Elder Huanxue, he asked with a smile: "I don't know how much you can do, fellow daoist, for coming to Wenshui Road?"

Xie Qingci, whom he deliberately flattered, was a handsome and outstanding young monk. He was about in his early twenties, with black hair tied up in a jade crown, and stern eyebrows and eyes, as if drawn in freehand ink.

The imprint of lotus petals on the center of its brows resembles flames, adding a bit of unusual elegance to it.

Wang Daochang said in his heart that it is rumored that the Moon Soul Immortal is the reincarnation of Buddha Lotus, and the demeanor of meeting him today is really extraordinary.

I saw Xie Qingci's expression was pure and indifferent, like the breeze on the lake.

"I'm here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Daoist Wang glanced at the long line of followers quickly, and said with concern.

Xie Qing said concisely: "My fiancée."

Wang Daochang asked knowingly, pretending to be surprised: "I don't know whose girl it is?"

"A lady from the Qing family, daughter of the Chen family."

Although he knew the result long ago, Wang Daochang couldn't help being shocked when he heard the affirmation with his own ears.

fiancée?Qingying?That little broom star who never said anything or did nothing about his six relatives???

Got it wrong?

As an elder's personal disciple, isn't Feng Lan from a good family more suitable?

But he didn't need to talk too much about this matter, the long welcoming team was silent all the way, and finally arrived at the door of Qing's house.

Xie Qingci raised her eyes and looked at the dusty brick courtyard in front of her.

Against his backdrop, this place looks even more desolate and gloomy.

Knocking on the door went unanswered, but a woman was clearly talking inside the house.

Wang Daochang said: "Why not, I'll call that girl out."

"No need."

It's just that Xie Qing resigned and entered the door. Before the boy had time to declare his name, he heard the voice of a girl swearing in the poorly soundproofed room.

"Haven't I admired Mr. Xie Xiaoxian for a long time?"

"That's my destined fiancé, how can I betray him so easily?"

"—I need to pay more."

There was no sound at the scene.