Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

"Hahahaha, Chu Mo! Are you going to divorce me? Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Facing Yang Hongyu's eyes filled with murderous intent, Chu Mo felt a chill go down his spine.

He was sure that if he dared to answer yes, the other party would probably kill him without hesitation.

Secretly swallowing, just when Chu Mo was on the verge of getting off the tiger, an extremely joking voice sounded above the two of them:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my sister is going to be divorced on the first day she pretends to be a younger sister. This sister is actually planning to kill someone and silence her. What a big show."

Chu Mo was overjoyed when he heard the sound.

Listening to this person's voice, the other person is definitely not the helper of the impostor in front of him. It is even possible that he cannot understand the other person's behavior and will come out to seek justice.

Regardless of whether the person coming is an enemy or a friend, the other party can attract the attention of the impostor in front of him, and he will have a chance to escape.

When the fake Yang Hongyu heard the other party reveal her identity, her face instantly darkened.

Not to mention how the other party knew his secret, he just said that the other party was right above his head, but he didn't even notice it. His strength was definitely no less than that of himself at his peak.

What's more, my injuries are still not fully healed. Last night, I fought against the secret guards of Shiweitianzhong, and I still haven't recovered from my injuries yet.

The two of them looked up and saw a young old man with gray hair and a childish face on the beam of the room, scanning the two of them with his lewd eyes.

Chu Mo felt that this old guy was probably just like him, not a good person.

The fake Yang Hongyu exclaimed, "Uncle!"

The old man snorted and jumped down.

As soon as he landed on the ground, the body of the old Taoist who looked like a short man instantly enlarged and turned into a 1.7-meter-eight old man with an immortal air.

Chu Mo looked at the old man who was performing magic tricks, and saw a hint of fear in the frightened and angry face of the fake Yang Hongyu.

Then he knew that the old Taoist was definitely not the helper of the fake Yang Hongyu.

So he hurriedly said: "Senior, save me. This woman has a heart like a snake and scorpion. She pretends to be my wife and wants to plot my body and property. I also ask senior to kill the demon."

After hearing what Chu Mo said, fake Yang Hongyu's face turned red with anger and she stared at Chu Mo with no concealment of murderous intent in her eyes.

Seeing this, Chu Mo hurriedly hid behind the old Taoist, pointed at the fake Yang Hongyu and said, "Senior, look, this witch dares to commit murder openly and wants to kill me with her eyes."

The old man smiled and said: "The old man doesn't care about the affairs of you two, and I will not bully the young to deal with you, a junior."

As soon as the old man said these words, Chu Mo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and looked at him in disbelief.

When the fake Yang Hongyu heard what the old man said, not only was she not happy at all, but she became even more wary.

Having a clear view of the expressions of the two people, the old Taoist continued: "I came here today because I was entrusted by my disciple to stay with you for a few days."

After speaking, he patted Chu Mo on the shoulder and said: "You kid, you are as slippery as a loach, but how can you be so confused? You know that the other person is fake, but you still dare to risk angering the other person? Are you really not afraid of death? "

Chu Mo chuckled. Can he say that he originally just wanted to take the initiative, but he didn't expect to lose it temporarily?

Seeing that there was no fear in Chu Mo's expression, the old Taoist asked doubtfully: "Is it possible that your kid has some tricks up his sleeve?"

Chu Mo saw the fake Yang Hongyu also cast a curious look at him, smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, this is my private secret. It's not convenient to reveal it. You'd better not pry."

Hearing that Chu Mo didn't deny it, fake Yang Hongyu looked at Chu Mo with a strange look in her eyes.

Judging from Chu Mo's appearance, he definitely had a backup plan, otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm.

She snorted coldly, then turned her head and bowed her hands to the old man and said:

"The green mountains remain unchanged and the green waters always flow. Senior uncle, since you are here, I will take my leave, my nephew."

Hearing that the fake Yang Hongyu was leaving, Chu Mo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard the old Taoist on the side happily say:

"When I came down from the mountain, I discussed it with your master. Our two families are of the same blood. Now that you want to join the world, we have no objection."

"But even if you join the world, you are still fellow disciples and sisters. Therefore, in order to avoid the recurrence of fellow disciples fighting each other, I will keep an eye on you during this time."

"As long as you don't go too far, I won't interfere too much."

"Besides, your brother-in-law is not a member of our martial arts community. You must not use force to hurt him again. As for other methods, as long as it does not hurt his life, then I will not intervene."

Hearing Lao Dao's words, Chu Mo and fake Yang Hongyu were stunned at the same time.

This means that this old guy is here to be a spectator and referee?Treating yourself like a monkey to amuse him?

Fake Yang Hongyu's eyes flickered, and she saluted the old Taoist again: "Since my uncle has spoken, my nephew must abide by it."

After saying that, he looked deeply at Chu Mo and prepared to leave.

Seeing that fake Yang Hongyu was about to leave, Chu Mo rushed over, grabbed her hands and said:

"Madam, wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fake Yang Hongyu trembled, but she did not let go of Chu Mo's hand.

The old Taoist looked at Chu Mo inexplicably as if he was watching a good show.

Chu Mo ignored the gazes of the two people and asked himself: "Madam, we have been together for so long, and I still don't know your true appearance and name. Can you tell me?"

Fake Yang Hongyu stared at Chu Mo, trying to see something serious from him.

But Chu Mo had watched hundreds of cartoons and various palace fighting dramas, criminal investigation dramas, suspense dramas, and a man who was inspired to go to Hengdian Film and Television City to be an extra. How could he be so timid in front of this ignorant woman?

Looking at Chu Mo's eyes that were as clear as water and without a trace of fluctuation, the fake Yang Hongyu's earlobes turned red and her eyes flashed.

Then, her lips opened slightly and she said, "What you see is my true face. I am the real Yang Hongyu. Yours is just a little bitch who replaced my name."

Seeing Chu Mo looking at him in confusion, fake Yang Hongyu asked doubtfully: "Don't you remember?"

Chu Mo shook his head, thinking that he was that damn Chu Mo again.

"Sister, I was attacked by someone in the past. I was hit hard on the head and lost some memories."

Fake Yang Hongyu looked like she was before and said, "Since you forgot, forget it. It's not a good memory anyway."

"But, little man, you have to remember that you will always belong to me. Even if you die, you will die in my hands."

After saying that, he lightly brushed Chu Mo's face, then laughed and walked away.

Chu Mo felt goosebumps all over his body when she teased him like this.