The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

In the middle of the night in the capital city, the flames were soaring into the sky.

But no one noticed except the watchman who was scared to death.

The hidden guards searched the places where Taoist He Fang was stationed one by one, but at first they didn't find anything wrong.

In the two houses closer to the center of the city, there lived a few ignorant little Taoist priests.

They were basically unaware of what Taoist He Fang did. Knowing from the secret guards that their "master" intended to attack the Crown Princess, and now that they have been put in prison, they were almost scared out of their wits and could only tremble. Reluctantly let go.

And the other two young men with delicate expressions holding the talisman were also unable to defeat the royal guards flying over the walls.

All those cinnabar yellow paper and copper plates were safely confiscated.

But what happened next was beyond the imagination of the dark guards.

In the middle of the night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the empty house seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Until they walked into the backyard, according to what Jiang Mian said, they took off the talisman that was pasted on the side of the door.

An unimaginable stench poured out like a flood, hovering in the instantly turbid air, almost condensing into substance.

If you have to describe it, this place is like a mass grave in the hot summer, which is unsightly.

Even if the mouth and nose were firmly covered with a black cloth, it could not stop the invasion of the stench.

"The crown princess is really good at predicting things like a god, this, these dead animals are piled up into mountains..."

"Hoarding so many corpses is definitely not done in a day or two. How can no one find out?"

"Could it be that the broken talisman paper is really effective?"

"Shut up, Shisan, bring the fire pocket!" Nineteen frowned.

"Yes!"

Nineteen now has a high status among the hidden guards. He strictly followed Jiang Mian's instructions to ensure that everyone did not touch the objects in the house at will, and set it on fire.After returning, he urged them to take a shower, change clothes and clean hands immediately with a cold face.

He didn't join in the others' amazement at Jiang Mian's prediction.

After all, before today, before witnessing Jiang Mian's actions and the truly shining golden talisman, Nineteen was just a secret guard who thought he wanted to protect his master.

But Jiang Mian obviously didn't need his protection.

Who would have thought that there are really miraculous things in this world!

Although His Royal Highness would ask him from time to time on weekdays, what has the Crown Princess done recently, and whether she has been wronged by staying alone in the palace, but now... Nineteen sincerely hopes that His Royal Highness will never ask him this matter.

In particular, how did the Crown Princess catch the genuine talisman paper with one hand, and then knocked out the genuine Taoist priest with one punch.

Nineteen deliberated for a long time, and decided with difficulty that he must keep silent.

Since the crown princess came to the East Palace, their life has become much better than before.

Of course, Nineteen didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whom he feared so much, had even touched Jiang Mian's fluffy fox tail with his own hands.

Touched many times.

Before dawn, Jiang Mian was woken up by the system's notification sound.

It seems that because he has become a vixen, his senses are sharper than ordinary humans, and it is easier for him to detect this kind of noise that could have been ignored now than before.

[Di——The branch clue [Mysterious Plague] has been unlocked, reward points: 10000, please continue to work hard. 】

Jiang Mian was still in a daze, shrinking into Yan Qingyun's arms, not wanting to know what happened.

But after hearing the reward amount, he couldn't help opening his eyes in a jerk.

"What's going on, so many points!"

If the point reward for unlocking the side line was obtained when he was too poor, Jiang Mian would wake up with a smile in his dreams.

[Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. 】

"Hmm... when did this kind of judgment come about?" Jiang Mian suddenly felt something was wrong, "I have saved people before, why didn't I know there was such a reward?"

[The previous generation system has nothing to do with this system. 】

But Jiang Mian didn't believe this statement at all, and squinted his eyes: "No, no, no matter how you say this standard should not be set by the system. You have a problem."

The rules, rewards and punishments of the fast travel bureau will vary at most between different branches and groups.

The system fell silent.

"Don't tell me, you are also made by my wife."

The system remains silent.

Jiang Mian gritted her teeth, turned to look at Yan Qingyun, and couldn't help pinching his face.

What is his wife trying to do?There is a conspiracy here!

Then Yan Qingyun wrapped him in his arms again, covered him with the quilt, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Hateful." He muttered softly, and was kissed tenderly on the cheek again.

The warm hug made Jiang Mian unconsciously fall asleep again.

Forget it, Japan has a long way to go.

Even if it was a conspiracy, it was a conspiracy that made him very happy.

When Jiang Mian got up yawning and opened the things the secret guard had found, Taoist He Fang was on the verge of collapse.

Every hour, the wreckage of a magic weapon was thrown in front of him.

It's not even a wreck, the Sanqingling and Zhentan wood that he had sacrificed for a long time were almost smashed.

Also, the talismans that I once stayed up all night and painstakingly painted have also turned into scattered waste paper.

Of course, Jiang Mian broke this in advance.

He won't let Taoist He Fang have a chance to get a magic weapon enough to fight back.

The expressionless interrogator brought Taoist He Fang a pen and paper, and asked him to write down all the questions Jiang Mian had asked, and he had better be more frank about the things he didn't ask.

If his answer doesn't satisfy Jiang Mian, then he has no choice but to continue to watch his heart and soul being destroyed wantonly.

His eyes were bloodshot with anger, and he compromised and wrote a few words that were not so insignificant, but he still wanted to insist on not mentioning the main point.

This can only explain one problem, the magic weapon is not the real lifeblood for him.

Until Jiang Mian noticed a seemingly inconspicuous tattered wooden box, and found a tattered book from the interlayer.

"The art of slaying the dragon..." Jiang Mian read every word, and was stunned for a rare moment.

What's the matter, isn't he a pure Taoist priest, why did he still learn from a certain black-clothed monk?

Yan Qingyun took the tattered book, opened it and scanned it briefly, and frowned slightly: "The author of this book must be quite good at inciting people's hearts."

Jiang Mian curled the corners of her lips: "Hide the most important things in the most inconspicuous places, there really is him."

It is destroyed.

So he took the book and shook it in front of Taoist He Fang, and in that moment of rapid breathing, he tore off half a page slowly.

"...Stop! Senior stop! I said, I said everything! Give it back to me!"

Taoist He Fang really broke down, and his face turned red with anxiety.

"Then let's talk about it first. You have a clean background and a good family background. How did you get on this road? Where did this dragon-slaying technique come from?" Jiang Mian took a sip of tea unhurriedly, hugging Raise your arms.

Facts have proved that Taoist Hefang has indeed had some bumps in his journey of cultivation.

The first half of his life was very ordinary. He came from a merchant background and had no worries about food and clothing, but it was difficult for him to make further progress in the feudal society.Not being able to take the imperial examination, but learning how to read and write, became a kind of torture instead.

Therefore, he has been pretentious since he was a child, trying to find a way to change his fate against the sky, and he has been obsessed with the legends of mountain spirits and wild monsters all day long, as well as those specious Taoist scriptures and miscellaneous books in small shops in the streets and alleys.

There are many Buddhist and Taoist believers in the Xia Kingdom, but they are limited to offering sacrifices and praying for blessings. Most of the supernatural things are spread among the people.Just like in today's world, there are countless "beautiful talks" between fox spirits and scholars, but not many people have seen foxes do evil with their own eyes.

Because the so-called ghosts and ghosts have gradually disappeared in this world since the end of Heaven and Earth. Only the royal temples may still have real Taoists. The common people have never seen any manifestations of the masters of the Town God's Temple.

But Taoist He Fang didn't believe in this evil when he was young, and desperately tried to find evidence, and even tried the possibility of practicing Taoist magic.

Fortunately and unfortunately, he was really born with wisdom roots.

Taoist He Fang didn't have a proper inheritance, and took a few exercises that he didn't know the authenticity of from searching around, and practiced randomly, but the more he practiced, the more crooked he was, and he gradually deviated from the righteous way.

When he finally realized that his foundation of Taoism was not stable, and his longevity was even more difficult to count on, he began to become paranoid little by little.And at this time, he got the dragon slaying technique.

This twisted and arrogant theory of dragon slaying made his ambition slowly grow.

Since you can't live forever, then in your limited life, you can do an earth-shattering event that is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

But destroying Xia Kingdom is not as simple as imagined.

Now that the country is prosperous and the dragon aura is extremely strong under the feet of the Son of Heaven, even if there are monsters who have cultivated to become fine, it is difficult to make moths to make their ambitions come true. It will not happen overnight.

And Taoist He Fang followed the method taught by the Dragon Slaying Technique, and gradually figured it out, separating those who helped stabilize the country's destiny, and added some natural and man-made disasters, which made Xia Kingdom constantly turbulent.

His original plan was also divided into multiple branches, General Shen, Northern Xinjiang Hulu, Prince Yan, and most importantly, Yan Qingyun.

That's right, even Prince Yan was persuaded by Taoist He Fang, but Concubine Yu didn't like people with goatees very much, so Prince Yan who doted on Concubine Yu didn't listen, and directly expelled him from the palace.

And Jiang Mian was exactly the pawn he placed beside Yan Qingyun.

The vixen is born with the ability to seduce, and Taoist He Fang caught the original owner by chance.At that time, he couldn't help shouting "God help me too."

Using a demon concubine to confuse the prince, and secretly hiding a talisman that damages the mind, so that Xia Guo could not usher in the faint king of the early dynasty when it was at its peak, is also a classic way of destruction.

Jiang Mian almost couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard this and remembered the original plot.

Therefore, in the original text, Taoist He Fang did not appear in the Forbidden City, because the protagonist Gong's thoughts were not on the vixen at all, and he went crazy and stupid to chase a concubine brother, which almost caused turmoil.

Even though Xia Kingdom now only needs a successful ruler, from the point of view of Taoist He Fang, this prince may be stupid enough that he doesn't need him to fight in person at all... and the mission of the original owner may also become to bring down the Jiang family—— It is also one of the pillars of the Xia Kingdom.

He guessed that the original owner disappeared in the finale, and he was probably taken back by Taoist He Fang and used it to deceive the leaders of other countries.

For example, the northern Xinjiang Hulu.

Jiang Mian didn't know what Xia Guo experienced after chasing his wife at the crematorium.

But I'm afraid... there won't be a good ending.

It's a pity, this time the protagonist Shou blatantly wanted to rebel, but in the end he missed the chance to meet Taoist He Fang.

But they would miss it with regret, because Jiang Mian was so spoiled by Yan Qingyun, so Taoist He Fang wanted to come to the capital to give advice on Jiangshan himself, but instead was punched unconscious by Jiang Mian and imprisoned.

With red eyes, Taoist He Fang drew a mark on the confession, and then held the tattered book like a baby, carefully trying to glue the broken pages back.

He may still have delusions about turning the tables.

The door of the interrogation cell was slowly closed, leaving only darkness.

Jiang Mian didn't lazily talk about getting back to sleep as usual, but grabbed Yan Qingyun's sleeve.

"Husband, shall we talk?"

Yan Qingyun paused: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Mian took his hand to the study and closed the door.

Yan Qingyun remained silent along the way, but did not refuse.

Since last night, Jiang Mian vaguely felt that Yan Qingyun's state was not quite right.

Looking at his expression carefully now, Jiang Mian is even more convinced.

He knew that there was a well-disguised extreme tendency in his wife's bones. Others might not be able to see it, but Jiang Mian had already saved a small world that was almost destroyed under the crazy warning of the system.

Although Yan Qingyun is usually very good at hiding his emotions, Jiang Mian thinks he knows something about him.

Even if Yan Qingyun could hold back for the rest of his life, Jiang Mian could feel the slightest hint of that tendency and when it would sneak up on it.

So he clasped Yan Qingyun's hand, and said softly: "If you want to ask anything, you can ask. Don't think about it yourself, okay?"

"……it is good."

Now that Jiang Mian has seen through it, there is no point in avoiding it.

Yan Qingyun closed his eyes and was quiet for a moment before asking a question that had already been laid out on the surface.

"Mianmian, how strong are you?"

"Well, when you're not sleepy... the invincible hand in the world."

Jiang Mian thought about it, and replied honestly.

At least in this world, there will not be a character with a higher force value than him.

And Yan Qingyun thought about it for a while, and then asked: "On weekdays, when you get along with me, you have to hold back your strength, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Then you are always restrained like this, will you be tired?"

"...Why are you still worried about whether I'm tired or not?" Jiang Mian was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but bend her eyes and chuckle, "Of course I'm not tired, I won't ask for trouble."

Of course, he also experienced countless failures, beat up many people, frightened the system to tears, and even smashed through the ground when he pretended to collapse and hit the ground. .

As for before, being besieged by oncoming pheromones, and accidentally removing the doorknob... That doesn't count, it's a dreamlike meeting between him and his wife!

But Jiang Mian doesn't think it's very tiring, he just likes to lie softly in his wife's arms, he just wants to kiss and hug her.

"That's fine."

Hearing this, Yan Qingyun seemed to have unloaded a burden, and embraced Jiang Mian again.

He was obviously worried, worried that Jiang Mian would not get along well with him.

Really, cranky.

Leaning on his shoulder, Jiang Mian said softly, "Husband, do you want to ask more than that?"

Yan Qingyun caressed his slender wrist with downcast eyes, hesitated for a long time before speaking again.

"Mianmian...then what does Taoist Hefang mean by seizing the house?"