After the rebirth of the master's wife who was hated by everyone, all of them were burned to de

Rong Xin's voice got lower and lower as he spoke, biting his lower lip and sighing, "If the Sect Master hadn't arrived in time, Brother Han would have been in trouble."

She knew that Wei Yuyun admired the strong, and she also knew that he hated those who used tricks to win unfairly.

Her attempts to sow discord always hit the mark. Over the years, she had never failed.

"What does Aunt Xin mean?"

"Disciples are all in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stage, so naturally they can't see anything. I'm in the Nascent Soul stage and I saw my sister use something to suppress Brother Han."

When Rong Xin said this, she blinked her innocent big eyes, her eyes were sincere, and there was no sense of lying at all.

She had long learned to say different things to each person, and in the end, all of them pointed to one thing: Lin Xuxi was no good, too bad.

"She is too presumptuous!" Wei Yuyun slammed the table.

Rong Xin shuddered at the sight of his fury. He clutched his chest and complained delicately, "You scared me."

Wei Yuyun restrained her temper and tried to calm down as she explained, "Aunt Xin, I didn't mean it. It's just that Lin Xuxi is really disgusting and infuriating."

How could the master, who is a very good person, get involved with something like that!

"Alas, sister didn't mean it." Rong Xin helped the other person to admit his mistake, and said in a low voice with a pout, "Don't blame her." She said in a coquettish way.

"Forget it." Now that she was not around, Wei Yuyun could only suppress her anger temporarily even if she was angry. She bowed and said, "Aunt Xin, I'm going to practice first."

After saying that, he turned around and left without paying any attention to Aunt Xin.

He had to practice quickly. Now that he had shown signs of a breakthrough in the early stage of the Golden Core, he had to practice hard and then step on Lin Xuxi.

Is she worthy of being his mistress? What the hell.

Rong Xin held her chin with her hand, blinked her cute almond eyes and watched Wei Yuyun leave, her legs swinging.

She knew the weaknesses of everyone in Fushan, including Lin Xuxi. That was how she manipulated everyone with this cute face.

"Senior Brother Yan."

Yan Yao was just about to use a high-grade spirit stone to enter a state of meditation when he saw his junior apprentice peering in from outside. He had no choice but to get down from his cushion and ask, "Why are you here instead of going to the Spirit Talisman Hall?"

"Brother Yan." Zhou Jingyue came in from outside, scratched his head shyly, and whispered, "Did you prepare a gift for Master's Wife?"

"You came here just to say such unlucky words?"

Hearing Lin Xuxi's name, Yan Yao pursed his lips. Impatiently, he walked to the table, poured a cup of spiritual tea, and handed it to his junior brother, warning him, "If you say any more of that, get out!"

"I don't have to face that dead face today. I'm actually happy. You come here every day to mention it and give me gifts. Is Lin Xuxi worthy of it? You don't even take a piss and look in the mirror."

Listening to Senior Brother Yan's words, Zhou Jingyue felt very uncomfortable. His heart felt like it was soaked in tears, sour and bitter. He murmured, "Master's Wife must be so sad to always hear us say these things."

His eyes also became moist.

Zhou Jingyue wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes and choked up, "These words make me sad, let alone Master's wife."

"Your mouth is branded with Lin Xuxi now, right? You won't be able to speak without that person?" Yan Yao stuffed the spiritual tea into the little junior brother's hand, pinched the little junior brother's face, and warned: "If you keep talking nonsense, get out."

"But it's wrong for us to do this. Master's wife is a good person."

Zhou Jingyue casually placed the spiritual tea on the table, walked around to Senior Brother Yan, took his hand and said earnestly: "It was Master's Wife who raised us, and it was Master's Wife's strict teaching that made Fu Shan's cultivation higher than others. It's Master's Wife!"

"enough!"

Yan Yao interrupted his junior brother's nonsense and sneered, "Our cultivation is higher than others because we Fushan disciples are talented and hardworking, and our master taught us well. What does Lin Xuxi have to do with it? As you said, if it rained today, we should also give the credit to Lin Xuxi, right? Absurd."

Zhou Jingyue, who wanted to explain, was pushed out of the house by Senior Brother Yan.

"Master's Wife." Zhou Jingyue slowly squatted on the ground, holding his aching heart. He was not a crybaby but now he couldn't stop crying.

"I can't seem to wake up my senior brothers no matter what I do. Why do they hate you so much?" This also reminded Zhou Jingyue of the past when he treated his master's wife in the same way.

He could find traces of his past self in every word and expression. When he advised his fellow brothers, wasn't he also angry at his past self?

"Why was I such a bastard before, Master's Wife!" He was so angry that he slapped himself.

Zhou Jingyue now just wants to throw himself into his master's wife's arms and let everything go back to the way it was before. He wonders if there will be another such opportunity.

Because Wei Yuyun had returned, Rong Xin also pretended to go to Lingfu Hall and give a lecture, but in fact, she was just pushing all the people who came to ask questions to Wei Yuyun.

All she needs to do when class is over is say: Everyone has worked hard today, and I will check your homework tomorrow.

She can naturally take all the credit on herself, as if she is the good person who shares Han Ge's worries and works hard for Fushan.

Watching the last disciple leave Lingfu Hall, Rong Xin leaned back on the chair in the upper seat.

She placed her hands on her lap, imitating Lin Xuxi's usual sitting posture. Suddenly, she remembered something and chuckled softly, "My reputation is already 46."

She felt happy when she thought about her reputation.

"Lin Xuxi, there is no place for you in Fushan anymore."

Rong Xin seemed to see Lin Xuxi standing right in front of her. She said with the cutest smile possible, "Brother Han is mine, and your child will call me mother. And you, I will drive you out like a dead dog."

"Hahaha--"

She was the only one in the Talisman Hall, and she could laugh wildly and recklessly without any scruples or need to hide it.

But Lin Xuxi now only wants to track down the whereabouts of the Ghost Face Fan.

After Shu Jing learned about it, she also helped to look for it.

"Xi'er, look!"

God helps those who work hard. After two days and two nights, we finally found some clues.

"Does this trace look like the trace left by a child walking?"

Lin Xuxi squatted down, pushing aside the weeds that blocked her view with her hands, and carefully observed the footprints. She compared the size of the footprints and nodded, "Yes."

It looked like the footprints of a three or four-year-old child, except that this footprint had no toes and was round like a goose egg pressed into the soil, leaving a small hole.

"Go that way." Lin Xuxi looked in the direction, but could only see a field of weeds half a person's height, nothing else.

"Should we chase after them?" Shu Jing stood up and stepped forward.

Lin Xuxi stood up, patted the wet dirt on his hands, and nodded, "Yes!" But they still had things to do, so they turned around to look at those people.

"Senior Brother Yin Li." Lin Xuxi called him over and waved his hand for fear that the other party couldn't see him.

Yin Li lifted up his skirt and walked closer to the two of them before asking, "Junior Sister, what's going on?"

"We have found the trace of the Ghost Face Fan and we have to chase it. As for these people, I'm afraid they can't follow us." Lin Xuxi didn't know how many dangers there would be during the period, and didn't want to let others snatch it away.

Therefore, she planned to go with Shu Jing alone.

The team includes Senior Brother Yin Li and Duan Mei. We haven't encountered any dangerous situations in the past two days, so I believe nothing will happen.

"Where are you going?"