The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

Upon returning to the mansion, Xu Wangzhi was immediately condemned.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you make the little girl cry?" Fang Jingxuan frowned.

"I just said that I won't marry her." Xu Wangzhi told the truth.

"You... why are you so dumb." Fang Jingxuan sighed, "There is no one who talks to a girl like that, go and apologize to someone now."

"I won't go." Xu Wangzhi refused, "You and my father don't waste your efforts, Murong Xi and I are not suitable."

It is not his style to cut through the mess quickly and drag the mud.

Seeing his words so deadpan, Fang Jingxuan didn't know how to continue persuading him.

If Xu Wangzhi was still as unscrupulous as before, he would naturally be able to deal with it, but this time he came back and felt Xu Wangzhi's change, there is no need to conflict with each other over this matter.

"Forget it, you are just like your mother, what you think is what you think, I can't hold you back." After speaking, Fang Jingxuan shook his sleeves and left.

……

Murong Xi was in a bad mood, so Murong Tuo wanted to take her out to relax, without Xu Wangzhi and Fang Jingxuan, it would be easier for them to talk.

It's just that when they were going out, they happened to meet Lian Jue who was also planning to go out for a stroll by themselves, so the three of them made a companion.

The busiest restaurant in the city is called Mingfeng Pavilion, Murongtuo wanted to make his sister happy, so the three of them finally went to Mingfeng Pavilion.

There are also a lot of people gossiping in lively places. Murong Tuo came to Fengqing City this time, and he also felt that Xu Wangzhi was very different from the rumors. They are outsiders and don't know the reason, there will always be some gossip in the city.

"Xiao Er, wait a minute, I'll ask you something."

After Xiaoer finished serving the food, Murongtuo stopped him.

"Hey, sir, you ask."

"Before I came to Fengqing City, I heard that your young city master has a surly temper and no one dares to provoke you. You are sick and weak for a long time, but after entering the city, I met the young city master on the road by chance. Unlike a sick and weak person, a woman bumped into you. I didn’t see him punish him, let alone being surly and domineering.” Murong Tuo put two pieces of silver on the corner of the table, “What’s going on here? Are the legends outside all false?”

Xiaoer put his sleeve on the corner of the table to cover the broken silver, and secretly put the silver into his sleeve.

"This outsider doesn't know. Our young city lord was indeed the same as the rumors outside, but it was all because of being poisoned. The poison was cured not long ago, so it's normal."

"Don't tell me, it was his cousin who killed the young city lord. I heard that the city lord himself ordered the strangulation. Tsk tsk, we really don't know what happened in the high gate."

"Poisoned?" Murong Tuo frowned.

Murong Xi was stunned when he heard this: "Brother, it seems that the city lord's mansion is not as peaceful and simple as we saw."

Lian Jue on the side was also surprised: "Are the parents of that cousin still alive?"

"It's still there, it's the white-haired people giving off the black-haired people, and no one will end it in the future." Xiaoer sighed, "But who dares to question the order of the city lord. I heard that the two elders took their son's body and moved back to their hometown overnight. Stop."

Murong Tuo moved his fingers, indicating that Xiao Er can leave.

"Since Feng Qingcheng has no intention of getting married, we can't stay longer, Xi'er, I will take you back to the village in a few days."

Murong Xi: "Yes."

……

The day the Murong brothers and sisters left Fengqing City, the weather was gloomy.

Xu Zhong persuaded them to stay, hoping they would come back a few days later, but Murongtuo refused.

"The hospitality is not good, my nephew is hopeful." Xu Zhong solemnly apologized to Murong Tuo.

Murong Tuo clasped his hands in return: "Uncle Xu, you are welcome. Although Wuzhuang and Fengqingcheng cannot be good friends between Qin and Jin, this does not affect the friendship between Uncle Fang and my father. If you have time, you can come to Wuzhuang as a guest with Uncle Fang. Enjoy the beautiful scenery of the maple forest in Wuzhuang."

The two on this side were polite, while Murong Xi walked up to Xu Wangzhi on the other side.

"Xu Wangzhi, although I didn't expect you to have bad eyesight and dislike me." Murong Xi was still dressed in red when he came here, straightforward and cute, "But I don't blame you."

Xu Wangzhi couldn't help laughing, he took out the gift he had prepared from his sleeve, and showed Murong Xi his palm.

"It's because I'm not good enough for Miss Murong. This red fire bell is not only an apology gift, but also a farewell gift. I hope the girl won't dislike her."

The red fire bell is a rare spiritual treasure, and this gift can be considered precious.

Murong Xi took it: "Okay, that's the end of this matter. I will treat you well when you come to Wuzhuang in the future."

Xu Wangzhi: "Thank you."

The Murong brothers and sisters bid farewell, and it was not convenient to keep the formula, so they chose the same day to leave.

Fang Jingxuan: "Brother Lian, why are you in such a hurry, why don't you stay a little longer?"

Lian Jue smiled: "My family is pressing, it is really inconvenient to stay, next time I have a chance, I will come to Fengqing City to find Brother Fang."

Since his family members were urging him, Fang Jingxuan couldn't stay anymore: "That's a deal."

"It's a word."

After watching the flying crane chariot disappear into the sky, the few people turned around and got on the carriage back home.

"You child doesn't know good and bad, Xi'er is such a good girl, don't regret it in the future." In the carriage, Fang Jingxuan still couldn't help nagging.

Xu Wangzhi smiled perfunctorily: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't regret it."

Fang Jingxuan was so angry that he closed his eyes, not wanting to look at him again.

Xu Zhong didn't say anything, but Xu Wangzhi was a little worried.

"Father, don't you scold me?"

Xu Zhong: "You're old too, you have your own ideas, why should I scold you?"

Xu Wangzhi smiled guilty, turned his gaze, and looked out of the car window, hearing the lively hawking along the street.

The closer you get to the City Lord's Mansion, the noise increases instead of decreasing. Listen carefully, it seems that someone is crying hysterically.

Xu Chong raised his eyes with closed eyes and asked the people outside the car: "What happened?"

The guard stepped forward and reported: "It was the uncle who knelt outside the city lord's mansion, crying and saying that the ancestors of the Xu family would uphold justice for the young master."

Xu Zhong frowned upon hearing this.

Xu Wangzhi also looked over.

"Go and have a look." Xu Zhong took the lead to get out of the carriage.

Xu Wangzhi followed closely behind, followed by Fang Jingxuan.

There was already chaos in front of the city lord's mansion, and the guards trying to maintain order were afraid to drive them away because of the identity of the other party.

Xu Yan's parents sat on the ground, crying for the ancestors of the Xu family to open their eyes and make decisions for their family.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the city lord is here."

The onlookers consciously gave way.

"Xu Chong!"

Seeing Xu Yan's parents who were sitting on the ground and crying, when they heard Xu Zhong coming, their voices suddenly became quieter, but it was only for a moment, and soon they started complaining loudly again.

"Xu Zhong, why did you kill my son? He is your own nephew, why?" Xu Yan's father stood up with trembling hands and feet, and walked towards Xu Zhong's direction.

The guard stretched out his hand to stop him, but was stopped by Xu Zhong's eyes.

The man walked up to Xu Zhong and knelt down slowly.

"It's impossible for Yan'er to act recklessly. There must be something wrong. You are a great master and an immortal. Can you make Yan'er come back to life, and we husband and wife will repay you, okay?" He joined hands and looked at Xu Zhong beggingly, "Brother, please, please?"

Xu Zhong tightened his hands behind his back, and his voice was calm: "I don't know how to bring people back to life. Even if I could, I wouldn't use it on Xu Yan. From the moment he thought of murdering someone , he is not worthy to be my nephew."

Even if I could, I wouldn't use it on Xu Yan...

Yan's father stared blankly at Xu Zhong who was looking down at him from above, his heart was numb.

"He is my son, he is my son Xu Chong." Yan's father stretched out his skinny hands and hugged Xu Zhong's leg tightly, "I beg you, brother please, what is my son like?" I know very well that there is no way he could harm anyone."

Yan's mother cast her eyes on Xu Wangzhi who was following behind Xu Zhong: "Yan'er can't be harmful, but you have such a bad temper, he must have bullied Yan'er, even if Yan'er was really poisoned, then It's also for self-protection, not Yan'er's fault!"

While talking, Yanmu got up and wanted to get close to Xu Wangzhi.

Seeing this, Cheng Ying, who had been following the guards, immediately stepped forward to protect Xu Wangzhi behind him.

The guard next to him also reacted and quickly separated the people.

Xu's mother stared at Xu Wangzhi with red eyes, and clenched her hands tightly, pushing to separate him from Xu Wangzhi's guard: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, damn it!" It's you, not Yan'er! Why is your body healed after Yan'er dies? Xu Zhong must have used some sorcery to exchange Yan'er's life for yours. After killing my son, he still slandered my son, you guys Die badly!"

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, Xu Zhong's expression darkened, "Sister-in-law, I respect you as my elder brother's wife, but it doesn't mean you can speak nonsense in front of me."

Yan's mother turned her head and poohed: "What sister-in-law, whoever wants to be your sister-in-law, who can even kill his own nephew, who dares to be your relative."

Yan's father hugged Xu Zhong's leg, his voice was hoarse because of crying for a long time: "Xu Zhong, I only have one son, if you kill him, who will take care of our husband and wife, ah?"

"You're trying to kill us."

Seeing that he was kneeling on the ground and unable to get up, Xu Zhong sighed heavily, and had to bend down to help him: "Brother, let's go in and talk."

However, at the moment when he bent over and stretched out his hand to help him up, the man who was still pleading with him had a murderous look in his eyes, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve was sent into Xu Zhong's body as he stood up.

"Go to hell! Bury me Yan'er!"

Xu Zhong was defenseless against him, but he still avoided the dagger before it hit his vitals, but he couldn't escape being cut.

During the crisis, the instinct of spiritual power soared, Yan's father was shaken away, his body flew high, and landed heavily on the bluestone slab three feet away. The right hand holding the dagger was also slowly released.

The accident happened suddenly, and Fang Jingxuan, who had reacted, saw the dagger thrown on the ground, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he even lost his composure. He said in surprise, "Fusang dagger? How could he have Fusang dagger."

To Xu Zhong, the wound should not be worth mentioning, but it caused the figure of the great master to stagger.

Fang Jingxuan dodged, jumped over the guards, and supported him.

"Brother-in-law, it's the Fusang dagger."

When Yan's father fell to the ground, Yan's mother also pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, but instead of rushing towards Xu Wangzhi, she wiped her own neck.

"You will come down with us soon."

A vicious curse sounded, and a few drops of blood splashed on Xu Wangzhi's body.

Xu Zhong's eyes began to darken, but he still issued an order: "Qingjia, immediately close the city and close the house, and thoroughly investigate who they have met during this time."

"When I'm not around, I will obey the orders of the young city master."

"Jingxuan, you..."

In the chaos, Xu Wangzhi saw Xu Zhong, who was unsteady in front of him, tilted and fell into Fang Jingxuan's arms.

He froze in place. At that moment, the plot flashed before his eyes like a torrent drowning him, almost suffocating him.

The Fusang dagger, which he had seen in the ancient books of the City Lord's Mansion, was a treasure weapon for killing immortals. According to legend, the last saint a hundred years ago died under this dagger owned by his mortal wife on the eve of his ascension.

Xu Zhong, are you going to die?