When the devil

The atmosphere in Jinchuan City is very different from that in Liuli City. It was just after dusk, and the night sky was slightly covered by the sky. The streets in the city surrounded by buildings were a little empty, and even a little lonely, except for the patrol team lined up to walk over and over again. However, there are almost no figures to be seen.

The inn where I stayed was located in the north of Jinchuan City, named "Huajiang Pavilion". It was close to the upper reaches of the Jinchuan River. Looking down, it was the romantic place that Guo Jianchao mentioned before. At night, the flower boats floated on the river, and there were lanterns, which was very gorgeous. .

Besides, Huajiang Pavilion, although it is an inn, looks more like a courtyard owned by the royal family. The main entrance is extraordinary, and the interior is resplendent. The other courtyards, from decoration to interior furnishings, are all priceless.

"This Huajiang Pavilion was taken over by the mysterious official five days ago! All the adults are waiting for, I look forward to it, and finally the adults are here."

The lady proprietress of the inn is not very old, she has a sweet smile and is articulate. She doesn't look like the kind of gorgeous woman, but she dresses herself cleanly, kindly and gentle.

"There are five servants in each room at any time, responsible for eating, living, playing, bathing and chores. If you feel that there are not enough people, you can tell me. If you think there are too many people, you can drive them out. In Huajiang Pavilion As long as you give the money, you are the master, the adults are free to order, and you can order anything."

She said it easily, but Zi Wan'er was in a cold sweat. Seeing that other people seemed to be unaware of the luxury of this inn, immortals and monsters knew very little about the world, and ignorant people were fearless. Zi Wan'er could only take pictures Holding his chest, he forcibly suppressed the surging shock.

After the female boss left, Murong Chenhao added an explanation: "Each courtyard here has three rooms. If you like quietness, you can live alone; if you like lively, you can live together. The inn has been booked by Mr. Li. Even if you sleep in the courtyard It doesn't matter."

Zi Wan'er waved her little hand: "I want to live with my brother!"

Mo Chi: "I also want to live with Master."

Murong Chenhao said: "Okay, I hope you have a good time, good night."

Wei Ling looked at Xia Zhou, thinking that he would follow up with the same cheekiness as before, but he didn't turn his head back to another separate room.

The layout of the other courtyard is very delicate, the window faces the river, and the breeze is very comfortable.

Mo Chi and Zi Wan'er occupied a room by themselves, playing with the servants with great interest, while Wei Ling closed the door to rest in the room alone.

Taking advantage of the stillness of the night, he sat cross-legged on the couch and took a dharma pulse. His mana had recovered nearly [-]%, and it was time to engrave that bracelet.

Thinking of this, he took out the bracelet, made some preparations, and then put his hands together.

Mana gradually gathered at the fingertips.

The bracelet was dyed with a faint white light, and his palms faced each other, placing the bracelet in the middle, along the inside of the bracelet, runes were engraved bit by bit.

He poured nearly half of his skill into the bracelet, as long as he wears it, most of the evil spirits in this world can't get close.

Soon, the runes were completely engraved on the bracelet, and he immediately withdrew his hand and let the bracelet fall on his palm. The luster of the runes around it gradually faded, returning to its normal appearance.

I didn't expect that I actually have a sister-in-law.

In the days of Liuli Mountain, Wei Ling never thought about love, nor did he think that the people around him would form a marriage in the world. He had some expectations and some worries in his heart, and finally looked at the bracelet in a daze for a long time, thinking about it. Now that it's the wedding ceremony, what should he say.

At this moment, he heard the sound of a flute not far away.

The voice was melodious and sad, as if countless sorrows had settled in it.

Curious for a moment, he got up and walked to the window, but the sound of the flute stopped suddenly, followed by the sound of the wind blowing the clothes, and someone passed over the inn and walked away with light work.

This inn was supposed to be reserved, why would someone pass by above the inn?Feeling strange, Wei Ling gently opened the window and chased after the figure.

He kept a distance from that person, tried his best to suppress his movement, and used a little bit of mana. Even if the opponent was extremely fast, he could leave a faint breath. Wei Ling followed him into a quiet pavilion, and the man He landed here, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, and twirled it deftly with his fingers. The shimmering light in the city dyed his black short robe, and his light-colored hair was tied with a ponytail, the length of which was no longer than his shoulders.

It's Shen Feihuan!

Wei Ling was startled, and silently followed behind him.

Shen Feihuan was walking on the street, and when he saw patrolling officers and soldiers passing by, he hid himself in the shadows. Wei Ling followed him all the way to the front of a tall building. He looked at the plaque, which read the words Dongyang Academy, and the lights inside were out. , doesn't look like someone.

Shen Feihuan swaggered up and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. He waited for a while, then reached out to knock on the door again.

This time, the door of the academy opened, and a man poked his head out with a candle.

Shen Feihuan lowered her head and talked to him, but in the end the other party didn't want to continue, and closed the door before finishing speaking.

Shen Feihuan took two steps back, and suddenly raised her voice and said, "I'll give you a moment to think about it, should I go in? Or should I go in after all of you are dead?"

The academy was motionless and there was no reaction, Shen Feihuan chuckled twice, turned around and left.

But not long after he walked out, he saw Wei Ling who was waiting for him not far away.

Shen Feihuan was slightly taken aback, and quickly returned to smiling: "Honorable Immortal, what a coincidence." Holding the flute in both hands, he saluted respectfully: "I was joking just now, and I didn't expect to alarm Immortal Venerable."

"Don't worry, you left in a hurry last time, and there are still some things you need to discuss with the young master."

Wei Ling didn't expect to catch such a big fish in the middle of the night. I don't know what he was planning, but his appearance was obviously unexpected by the other party.

Shen Feihuan said: "No way, you hold grudges so much, don't remember the matter of Liuli Mountain on my head? If there is any offense, Shen will apologize first."

Wei Ling: "I'm not worried about the past, and Mr. Shen doesn't have to care about it. It's just that last time you said that you wanted to have a good time with me, I don't know if you still remember it."

Shen Feihuan tapped his chin with the flute, and then smiled: "Shen is worrying about being lonely in the night and having no one to accompany him, but the place is up to me, is the immortal willing to go with me?"

Wei Ling said: "Okay, you lead the way."

After that, Shen Feihuan took Wei Ling to a brothel.

Passing through the narrow alley, away from the bright red street, this brothel looks sparsely populated, and it doesn't seem like there are girls coming out to greet customers like other places.

Shen Feihuan walked in front, Wei Ling followed behind him, before pushing the door to go in, Shen Feihuan turned his head: "The Immortal remembers the second part of my sentence, can you remember the half of my sentence?"

Wei Ling said: "The moon is under the moon?"

Shen Fei laughed so much that he showed two small canine teeth: "Please."

Pulling aside the curtains and walking, Wei Ling immediately sensed that the atmosphere was not right, the thick aroma around him made him feel a little uncomfortable, but looking around, the whole hall was full of men, not just guests, even people in flirtatious clothes. It's a man.

"I heard that the Immortal likes to drink. Although it's a bit boring here, the wine is the best in Jinchuan." Shen Feihuan led Wei Ling upstairs.

Wei Ling has always been pure-hearted and restrained, and has never been to the place of fireworks. Today, in order to get some news from Shen Feihuan's mouth, she sacrificed herself and became contaminated with this worldly atmosphere.

Besides, he was handsome, and as soon as he entered the door, he was stared up and down by other men, and his calm face was inevitably stained with a trace of anger, and he just avoided his eyes without responding.

Upstairs, the atmosphere is much better than the one below. An empty corridor and pavilion reflect the distant flower boats on the river, and there is a completely different atmosphere of tranquility.

Shen Feihuan ushered him to a seat, and skillfully ordered drinks and side dishes.

Wei Ling sat down opposite him, glanced around, and after confirming that there was no danger hidden, he said: "This brothel is really unique."

Shen Feihuan said: "The people here are petty officials, there are very few in Zhao Kingdom."

Wei Ling smiled, and then said seriously: "I have come with you, let's get to the point."

Shen Fei laughed and said, "No rush."

Just as the food and wine were served, Shen Feihuan poured the wine for Wei Ling unhurriedly: "Taste this famous Jinchuan wine first."

Wei Ling saw that the wine was clear and indifferent, and drank it without hesitation.

This wine is indeed cool and sweet, with a strong aftertaste, and I can't stop it after one sip.Wei Ling showed the empty cup to Shen Feihuan, his eyes reflected the shattered night and were crystal clear.

Shen Feihuan tilted his head, and also drank his own wine: "Isn't the Immortal Venerable afraid that I will poison the wine?"

Wei Ling said, "How could you bring me to such a crowded place to poison me?"

He said it casually, and he didn't have much confidence, he just didn't want to let down the fine wine.

Shen Feihuan continued the wine again: "The celestial venerable is bold, and this junior is not bothering anymore. To be honest, since we met by fate today, I wonder if the celestial lord has the intention to make a deal with this junior."

Seeing his serious expression, Wei Ling wondered, "What deal?"

Shen Feihuan said: "I want Yang Fan's body, in exchange, I can tell Xianzun everything I know."

Wei Ling was slightly stunned: "What do you want Yang Fan's body for?"

Shen Feihuan said: "Has the Immortal ever thought about where Yang Fan's body went after his death?"

Wei Ling said: "Isn't it handed over to the Snow Wolf Army?" But after saying this, he suddenly thought that the Guo family had interfered in the affairs of the Snow Wolf Army, and immediately looked over, and said in a low voice: "It's the Guo family?"

Shen Feihuan said: "The demon pill taken out of Yang Fan's body was taken away by the little girl you adopted, but I wanted the demon pill because I wanted to see what kind of demon it was, but later I found out that it was A death pill."

Wei Ling recalled that the demon pill really had no demon power. At first he thought it was just peeled off raw, causing the demon power to temporarily dissipate. He woke up a bit.

"Why did you give Yang Fan a death pill?"

"It's very simple. Some people are afraid of him and want to manipulate him." Shen Feihuan took a sip from his wine glass: "Yang Fan has been on the battlefield for many years and is a well-known general of the Snow Wolf Army. If he really controls the monster power, I'm afraid he will want to control him again. It will be difficult."

Wei Ling was so shocked that she even forgot to drink again: "Who could it be?"

Shen Feihuan smiled mischievously: "Do you still need to ask? Whoever has the corpse is there."

Wei Ling said: "The Guo family used Yang Fan in this way...to control the Snow Wolf Army?"

Shen Feihuan tilted his head, looked at the sky, and looked at the river. After a while, he said innocently: "This is what I can't understand. Although Guo Xianhou is a good flatterer, But he is not courageous enough, what is the difference between him mobilizing the Snow Wolf Army for no reason and holding a tiger and shouting for help?"

Wei Ling thought about what he said for a while, but he couldn't find the beginning and end, but he was also very concerned about another matter, so he looked up at Shen Feihuan, his expression darkening: "Mr. ?”

Shen Feihuan blinked and said in surprise, "Do you think I look like me?"

Wei Ling replied honestly: "It's not like that, that's why I'm surprised."

Shen Feihuan shook his head: "If you keep focusing on me, you're going to die of chatter today."

Wei Ling knows that Shen Feihuan is not simple in the short time of contact. He has words in his words, and he has words in his words. Everything falls into his mouth, and he is so easy to handle, as if he can always guess what you will say next. , and then smiled lightly.

"I'm sorry, you can continue." Wei Ling finally picked up the wine.

But before taking this sip, Shen Feihuan pressed his wrist: "Xianzun, this is a deal, I will continue talking only if you are willing to help me."

In the deep night, Shen Feihuan's eyes, which were paler than ordinary people's, could still reveal an uncomfortable evil spirit.

Wei Ling put the wine glass back on the table, and said flatly, "Yang Fan is dead. Rest in peace. I won't help you with this."

Shen Feihuan withdrew her hand and lazily leaned back to her seat: "I thought we could be friends."

Wei Ling continued: "I guess you didn't ask me to come for a deal. You said so much just now, and you expected that I would not ignore it."

Shen Feihuan said: "No, I am willing to do the deal, but you are not willing to accept it. Shen always does whatever he wants, but Wei Xianzun insists on treating me as someone behind me."

Wei Ling said: "Mr. Shen can talk about fickleness, but I feel ashamed. If the cause and effect are perfunctory based on selfish desires, there is no way I will die today."

Shen Feihuan lowered his eyes and poured the wine: "You don't have to say too much, selfish desires are always good, and you can live a more real life. Yang Fan has lived a worthless life all his life, and after he dies, his body can finally be used to accumulate some evil virtues." , but you want to protect his dignity... Hahaha, do you want Yang Fan to turn into a ghost to thank you for your kindness? Hahahaha." At the end of the sentence, Shen Feihuan finally let go of his previous pretentious posture, holding his stomach and laughing haha , Even the wine in his hand leaked from the table.

It was him that Wei Ling was on guard against, but he was the one who stole the flames and fanned the flames. Seeing that Mr. Pian Pian in front of him showed his true colors, Wei Ling got up suddenly and put the money for the wine on the table.

"If you think so, I have nothing to say..."

His voice paused for a moment, and he was a little confused. The movement of getting up made his eyes dizzy, and his thoughts sank inexplicably.

Is it an illusion?

Shen Feihuan was looking up at him, the light and shadow intertwined, some overlapping.

At this time, the little official who was standing next to him stepped forward, intending to wipe off the dripping wine on the table, but happened to meet Wei Ling's eyes. Uncertain.Wei Ling's eyes turned cold, and suddenly he raised the Wangchuan sword in his waist, and hit the little official's chest with the scabbard, only to hear the little official scream, and the whole person was thrown to the ground, and his face was left with vertical and horizontal scars. A bloody cut—

The blood stained the steel wire hanging in front of his eyes, revealing the invisible murder weapon, and the little official turned pale with fright, and froze on the ground.

Wei Ling took out the sword: "Mr. Shen is so reckless about human life, why do you want me to keep you?"

Shen Feihuan carried the jug and jumped to the edge of the pavilion, swishing the steel wire a few times and tucked it into his sleeves: "Oh, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I want to be friends with Wei Xianzun so much, I was afraid of being disturbed by others, so I did something on my own Be on guard, fortunately the Immortal Venerable reacted quickly, otherwise Shen would have made a big mistake." After finishing his words, he fell backwards.

Wei Ling ignored his rhetoric, and raised his sword to meet him. For a while, the river was windy, and the lights of the boat and the moon shone brightly. The beautiful scenery had a panoramic view, but it was overlapping, making others dizzy.

Not an illusion.

Shen Feihuan actually poisoned him...!

Moreover, the poison was not poured into the wine, the only possibility was the moment when Shen Feihuan met him just now.

"Don't worry, it's not poison, it's normal if you don't notice it. Wouldn't it be a disappointment if you were drinking with you today, if you got blood on it...? Hahaha, I just see that you are too old-fashioned and don't know how to enjoy yourself. This feeling| The medicine is to help you open your mind."

Shen Feihuan had disappeared, and her voice gradually faded away.

The people in the brothel heard the commotion and came out to watch the excitement, and saw Wei Ling falling from above alone. He was handsome and dressed in white clothes like snow, and he looked like a fairy descending to earth.

Most of the guests here are masculine, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw a beauty falling from the sky.

Wei Ling didn't know his situation yet, he staggered to his feet, his expression seemed to be blurred, his fair complexion was dyed red, showing his attractive appearance, and anyone who knew him could tell at a glance that he might have been given a love drug and left behind. This kind of place is simply a sweet treat delivered to your door.

"My lord? You don't look ... uncomfortable? How about going in and sitting around?"

Someone couldn't help but followed up and touched his waist impatiently, but this touch just woke up Wei Ling's sinking mind.

He felt like getting an electric shock, and was terrified by the sudden rush of heat, so he jumped up, stepped on the man's shoulder, and ran away in a hurry.

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The next two chapters are still being adjusted due to the lock seal. Please don't pay attention to the repetitions and omissions.