Got revenge after wearing the wrong Shura field

Five days later, Ji Rufeng lay on the bed and quietly opened his eyes. The pain in his abdomen made him sit up with difficulty. Due to the excessive blood loss, his already water-colored lips became even more pale and bloodless, looking miserable.

"I'm... where?"

The room is not big, and it is still built with bamboo. It is different from the atmosphere in the dungeon in the past, and the tip of the nose is full of fresh bamboo.

Ji Rufeng lifted the quilt, took a deep breath in the next second, looked down, and saw that the snow-white inner clothes were stained bright red by the oozing blood, probably accidentally pulled on the wound.

Fu Lin, who was cooking outside the house, smelled the smell of blood, put down the kitchen utensils, turned into a fox and entered the house, just in time to see Ji Rufeng sitting on the edge of the bed grinning in pain.

"Huh? Little fox?" Xu Shi felt that his image was not good-looking, Ji Rufeng withdrew his expression and sat upright, "Why are you here?"

Wasn't he stabbed to death by that lunatic Fang Hongzhuo?Why can I still see the little fox now?

The little fox wanted to jump onto the bamboo couch, but considering his own weight, he hesitated and stopped.

"I'll go!" Ji Rufeng was also shocked, and finally came to his senses, his eyes widened, and he looked at the beast in front of him in disbelief.

"You, why are you..."

The little fox seemed to be even bigger than when he first met. The little guy who used to reach his waist now almost reached his shoulders.

After the greenness faded, he became more lean and strong, his body shape was perfect, and his attack power was overwhelming.

"Gulu." Ji Rufeng swallowed, and silently supported his forehead.

Wo Ri, he won't be in a coma until the end of time, so that the cubs of the little fox can run out to make soy sauce!

Then there is no rescue plan, he hasn't done anything yet.And if this is the case, then the little fox has guarded himself for hundreds of years.

Seeing that he buried his face, Fu Lin didn't know what he was paying attention to. He withdrew his body, and the snowy wind outside instantly poured into the small space.

Ji Rufeng was shivered by the wind, his brows and eyes relaxed, and he continued to hold his wound and howl.

"Squeak~" The door of the wooden house was closed, and Fu Lin turned into a child and sat in front of him, putting several boxes of pastries on the table.

At this time, Ji Rufeng also recognized that this was the small wooden house built in Fengtuo Mountain, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Fu Lin: "Five days."

"It's only been five days!" Ji Rufeng was completely confused, but soon a terrible conjecture surfaced in his mind.

"You saved me?"

"Ah."

"What about Fang Hongzhuo and Qi Yan?"

Fu Lin paused for arranging the food box: "Dead."

Ji Rufeng: "..."

"So." Ji Rufeng said in a muffled voice: Have you taken any forbidden drugs? "

A real person who has passed through the tribulation period, plus so many monks... In the current state of the little fox, even a fool would not believe that he saved people easily.

Naturally, Fu Lin would not tell him about his own situation, so he laid out all the pastries, "Eat when you are hungry, I will go out for a while."

"Creak." With a sound, the cold wind just came in and was blocked back, Ji Rufeng heard the sound of closing the door, clenched his fists, his face was full of gloom.

It took him a long time before he sighed, picked up the pastry on the table and ate it.

For lunch, I ate fish soup cooked by the little fox himself.The milky white soup, coupled with the fragrant smell, makes you think that this is a delicious and delicious tonic soup.

But as soon as he put a spoonful into his mouth, the weird taste rushed to his taste buds. The indescribable sourness made him almost unable to hold the bowl steady, and he opened his mouth to spit out the soup.

"How?" Fu Lin looked at him without blinking.

"Cough." Ji Rufeng tried hard to swallow the fish soup, and praised, "Not bad."

"Yeah." Fu Lin got off his chair, this was his first time cooking, and he was afraid that Ji Rufeng might not be used to it, "There's still chicken outside, I'll bring it to you."

Ji Rufeng looked at the fat and oily stewed chicken silently, picked up a piece and ate it.I found that although the taste is not outstanding, it is not so bad that it makes people want to vomit, which is acceptable.

So he put down his chopsticks and praised with both hands: "Great!"

Looking at the man who gave him a thumbs up, Fu Lin pursed his lips.

Several bowls of medicinal soup were presented one after another, plus a large amount of herbs, and the bitter smell filled the air in the blink of an eye.

The corners of Ji Rufeng's mouth twitched, he touched his fingers, and raised his head, "Have you seen my storage ring? There are elixirs for wounds in it."

Fu Lin returned the storage ring to him, "Those pills and powders can't heal such a serious injury."

"Okay." Ji Rufeng chose to gnaw the herbs and strange fruits first, then closed his eyes tightly after gnawing, and poured all the medicinal juice into his belly.

After drinking, he hiccupped, his face paler than when he woke up.

Seeing his miserable state, Fu Lin couldn't bear it, "You just wait for two or three days, after I can go to the ground, I will go and buy some pills and come back."

"No need!" Ji Rufeng felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood when he heard it, "I drink this medicine and it's very good. It's made in the original ecology, healthy and green."

Fu Lin: "There are spirit stones."

"I'll save it for you." Ji Rufeng changed his position and sat down.

"You haven't got rid of your devilish energy yet, and you're trying to force it with your body...Anyway, no matter what you say today, I have to leave everything to you! I'm a god, so I can't die."

He touched the ring, but there were a lot less high-grade medicinal plants inside. If he exchanged it, he could exchange it for a lot of top-quality spirit stones.

……

Picky, really picky, I have seen iron cocks who are so stubborn, but I have never seen someone who is so picky about themselves.

Fu Lin went down with the bowl to wash, and after Ji Rufeng fell asleep in the middle of the night, he helped him up.

He couldn't directly transmit demon power and ghost power, but could only condense them into pure essence, so that Ji Rufeng could absorb them perfectly.

During the period, the sleeping person was swaying, his brows were tightly wrinkled in pain, Fu Lin hesitated, and moved to the bed.

Before he could move, his chest was suddenly pressed tightly, Ji Rufeng moved, found a comfortable position against him, and stopped moving.

Fu Lin: "..."

The hazy halo radiated warmth in the dimly lit room, suppressing the awe-inspiring chill. After passing the essence, the fox turned into a tiny one and slept in the innermost part of the bed.

A few days later, Ji Rufeng's injury recovered a lot, at least he could get out of bed and walk around.

He sat down with his waist supported, and the little fox outside the door was cooking.

In addition to the tonic soup, the little guy will bring back some cakes, but there is also a lot of concoction to drink, and he has to eat one or two cakes every time he finishes drinking the medicine.

It's sweet and not greasy, and the taste is very suitable, but if you ask, you can say that you bought it at any store in the city, and I don't know what to do.

"Let's talk." Ji Rufeng ate the pastries, and asked wonderingly: "Don't we have a small courtyard in Lianxi Town? Why did we come here in the mountains hundreds of miles away?"

After serving him the medicine, the little fox ran to clear the snow at the door. Hearing what he said, he turned his head: "The courtyard is too close to the sect."

"That's it." Ji Rufeng agreed, and continued to eat his own dessert, "It's still your thoughtfulness."

"Yeah." Fu Lin lowered his head and swept away the thick layer of snow.

After a few more days, Ji Rufeng's knife wound had begun to scab over.

In addition to abdominal injuries, he was also whipped several times.

When Fang Hongzhuo lynched him, he even used spiritual power. For ordinary people without spiritual protection, the scars after the injury are difficult to automatically eliminate.

So he asked the little fox to buy top-grade ointment, which is not expensive and can remove 100% of the scars caused by external forces.

Fu Lin lifted the lid of the box, dipped the ointment with a utensil, and applied it to the whip scar that had faded.

The icy cold touch spread to the skin, Ji Rufeng's wandering thoughts were pulled back, he shivered violently, and covered his chest with the quilt.

"Fang Hongzhuo said that I killed the sect's disciple, but he didn't mention the details of the case during the torture. Could it be that the shoe print near the lake is his?"

After the last master meeting, the master and apprentice stopped for several months. He thought that the two sides had lost their grievances, but he didn't expect to take advantage of Shen Qianxun's absence to set him up this time. It's really despicable to want to kill him first and play later.

The little fox has always been taciturn, and he always heard him mutter, "Thanks to the spirit fruit I gave Xue Yu that day, otherwise if you were caught by that pervert, the consequences would be disastrous! He always thought you were a woman."

Fu Lin's action of applying the medicine paused for a while, "Changed... state?"

"Yeah, it's that Fang Hongzhuo who always remembers revenge." Ji Rufeng felt nauseous when he thought of the scene that day, and it almost cast a lingering shadow on him.

"What did he do to you?"

"... What else can I do? A person like this only thinks with his lower body." Seeing that the medicine was almost applied, Ji Rufeng put down his clothes and was about to lie back, but his arms were tightly grasped.

"What's wrong?" He didn't understand.

With a cold face, Fu Lin uttered after a while, "Did he force you?"

"Pfft." Ji Rufeng was almost choked to death by his words, and shook his head frantically, "Then I'd rather die out of my wits."

After Ji Rufeng fell asleep, Fu Lin closed the wooden door, walked to the dense forest tens of meters away from the house, and called out two blood beads that were tightly attached to each other.

The blood beads are Fang Qin's master and apprentice respectively. He fused the blood beads into one, closed his eyes, and entered the soul ball with his consciousness.

Reading the soul is an ability that was obtained by accident after practicing ghost cultivation.It's just that this power is only applicable to the dead.

There were two blood-stained figures snuggled up in the corner, and when they saw someone barging in, they all grinned like a folk cannibal.

A dark light protruded from Fu Lin's fingertips, and the moment it was touched by the dark light, the blood stains on his figure dissipated and turned into a white soul.

After Fang Hongzhuo saw the face of the approacher, he screamed, fell to the ground and kept shrinking inward, while Qin He protected his apprentice behind him, and looked at his enemy who killed him viciously.

……

In a flash, it was another half moon, and the heavy snow melted, causing the temperature to drop sharply.

Worried that the little fox that went hunting would be frozen, Ji Rufeng went out wearing a cloak, trying to find the little fox along the path.

Suddenly, a hazy blush flickered in the corner of his eyes, and it was in the small woods in front of the wooden house.The vegetation inside is so luxuriant that it is not very clear to the human eye.

I don't know if it was because of the last white soul incident that made him overly sensitive to red.Turning his head, he fixed his eyes on the dense forest and found a figure standing there.

Tall and thin, it seems to be a little taller than the last time I saw it.

Could it be again... Ji Rufeng took a deep breath and slowly approached the forest.

The figure seemed to have checked something, moved, and turned his face slightly.

The eyes under the delicate eyebrows were full of gloom, and there were several bloody corpses lying at his feet.And in the sky above the corpse, there was a translucent body floating like it, its face distorted so that it seemed to be screaming.

He is devouring other people's souls...