The villain is too evil

Zhou Qingrang's long follower had never seen the world, and he only pretended to be the two young masters of the next Zhou family. When he saw someone yelling at someone arrogantly and unreasonably, he immediately stood up, with a crease between his brows, and said, "Why are you talking like that?"

Nangong twisted even more, and said with a stiff neck, "I don't think the Zhou family's etiquette is very good. A servant's speech is not very good."

Chang Sui became anxious, "You..."

Zhou Qingrang stretched out his hand to stop the long follower from continuing to entangle, and said calmly and calmly with light blue eyes and cold arrogance, "Sorry, the servant is being ignorant and abrupt. Next Zhou Qingrang, this is my younger brother Zhou Lianan."

Nangong Jin turned his head away, feeling extremely disdainful in his heart, and refused to report his family background, Zhou Qing made the elders around him even more displeased with him.

It was Xiao Nianzhi who understood the general situation, came out to smooth things over, and said: "You are abrupt, you are abrupt, I am Xiao Nianzhi, this one is the eldest son and first disciple of the Nangong family, and he has a bit of a temper."

Xiao Nianzhi? !The immortal monarch who descended to Yuexia State.

The children of the Zhou family in Liuhu stayed at home and read the holy books; in the land of peach blossoms under the moon, the news is not blocked.

Baxu Yushan, regarded as the first mountain in Yuexia Prefecture, is a very famous treasure in the cultivation world. Because of its natural environment surrounded by fairies, Nangong's ancestors have guarded it layer by layer. The whole mountain seems to have been endowed with a certain mission. Looking at the misty from a distance, you can smell a strong sense of mystery from it.

Xiao Nianzhi's great name made this place even more golden and radiant.

There are almost no people in the world who don't know Xiao Nianzhi, and they maintain a distance while being in awe.

Rumor has it that he is eccentric, has weird hobbies, and the person he talks to after dinner is not prepared to suddenly appear in front of him. Zhou Qingrang is gentle and cold in his bones. There was a crack in the face.

Surprised and gorgeous.

Zhou Qingrang saluted calmly, "I have seen Senior Xiao."

Zhou Liannan followed suit: "Senior Xiao is good."

Xiao Nianzhi accepted it naturally: "You're welcome, the two sons of the Liuhu and Zhou family are truly peerless."

Zhou Qingrang lowered his head slightly: "Senior, you were joking."

"No joking, no joking, the two of you are handsome and broad-minded, much more polite than Nangong Jin." Speaking of this, Xiao Nianzhi poked Nangong Jin to make him listen carefully, at least he had the demeanor of the children of everyone, but later The one didn't appreciate it, and leaned sideways, standing proudly on the other side of the bamboo raft, with his sword pinned to his waist at some point.

Xiao Nianzhi smiled: "My child is ignorant, you forgive me, we will go first and make way for you." After speaking, he turned his head and shouted to Fu Yan who was stunned behind: "Ayan, let's go gone."

Fu Yan supported the bamboo raft, when she heard him being called, she hurriedly mobilized Lingli to move the bamboo raft to Xiao Nianzhi's side.

"Wait, Senior Xiao."

Zhou Qingrang suddenly called out to stop Xiao Nianzhi who was passing by, Fu Yan turned her head first, her eyes were full of unkind meaning.

"Huh? What?"

Zhou Qing asked something to talk about: "I heard from my father that I went to Baxu Yushan to ask Xianjun for help to solve the black bone monster in Yuexia Prefecture. I don't know if I met the senior here today. Is it because of the monster?"

Presumably Zhou Wujing had asked them to come to Yonghe Street to investigate the matter thoroughly, and to see the reactions of the common people, probably the two of them had been guarding here for a period of time, and it was a good thing to discuss with them about the black bone monster.

Xiao Nianzhi couldn't change his ruffian behavior, so he deliberately asked: "Hey, are you too?"

Zhou Qingrang: "Exactly, the black bone monster is haunting everywhere, and people are panicking. My father taught the two of us to strangle them. However, in the past ten days or so, there has been no sign of a ghost."

When Xiao Nianzhi heard it, she was quite interesting, and said: "If the two young masters are free, find a small room and sit down and talk."

Yonghe Long Street, Qingfeng Tea House.

The summer hurts people, and there were very few visitors to the teahouse some time ago. These days, every day is full of customers, and the people waiting for tea are willing to wait, so they work hard to drink a sip of herbal tea to cool their hearts and restore their energy.

The green wood hollow door, a few tables are placed outside, and the wooden shelves are propped up to give passers-by a rest.

As soon as Xiao Nianzhi and others entered the door, the shopkeeper saw that there was a big business, so he came out to greet him personally, and led several guest officials upstairs to a place out of the light.

Xiao Nianzhi shook his head inappropriately, what he needed was a quiet and unoccupied small guest room, discussing things about monsters, naturally he had to hide a bit, it would damage his image if he frightened others.

It was a beautiful day, the guests at the front table had just left, and it was a coincidence that they had come earlier.

Fuyan entered the door and faced a gust of cool wind, blowing away the heat from her whole body.The location of this small room is very good, it is in the air vent, and the windows are opened on three sides. The wind and current collide, and the wind is stronger.

The shopkeeper brought up a cup of tea, set up the tea set, and withdrew.Xiao Nianzhi picked up a teacup with both hands and handed it to Fu Yan, Fu Yan readily accepted it.

Nangong knew that he didn't have this kind of treatment, so he consciously picked up a cup of tea to drink.

Zhou asked to observe carefully, and at a glance, he could feel the deep love of the girl next to Xiao Nianzhi, and said, "Senior Xiao, who is this?"

The mouth of the herbal tea slides into the esophagus, and the cool air enters the heart and spleen, and the spirit is high.

"They are all from the Nangong family, and his name is Fuyan."

Zhou Jingrang was taken aback: It's that person!

It is the person who was born in a righteous and evil way.

Fuyan is very well-behaved, because of the youthful face, the color of the lips is like blood, when it is quiet, the water is still and deep.

Xiao Nianzhi knew what he was thinking, there were many people who basically knew Fuyan's identity, and then thought of her dilapidated reputation, millions of people had millions of thoughts, just do whatever they wanted.

"Zhou—eldest son, that..."

Zhou Please let out a voice quickly: "The name is Shen An, and Senior Xiao can just call me Shen An."

After a pause, Xiao Nianzhi chuckled: "Okay, Shen An, the mist is heavy, but Fang Yiyu is safe."

The one who named Zhou Qingrang was probably entrusted with all the good things.

"Senior Xiao, the black bone monster haunts the night and shows up impermanently, but it hasn't come out in the past few days, and there are no people with obvious skinny faces on Yonghe Street."

It is unlikely that the monster washes its hands in the golden basin. The black bone monster recorded in ancient books has appeared since it appeared, and there must be dead people every day. It never stops. If it doesn't come out, what happened?

"Is there a corpse? The corpse that turned into dry bones before."

"Most of them were taken away by relatives and buried, and the rest were left unclaimed for many days, and almost all rotted."

The body was severely damaged, and no useful clues could be found.

"Although the body is broken, the breath is still there. There should be no clues to follow, but there are doubts." In the era of wireless connection without technology, it is impossible to detect the truth through various biotechnology means, but the era is not mature enough. , perhaps the method or details were ignored, Xiao Nianzhi thought there would always be a little trace.

Zhou Qingrang thought about it for a long time. Apart from the rapid decay, those unclaimed corpses had almost no valuable clues to reveal them.

"There is nothing to see except for the fast rate of decay; the smell... has a smell similar to that of dead grass, but it is not strong."

Fu Yan's pupils widened quietly, and she called out to Xiao Nianzhi: "Master."

Xiao Nianzhi looked back: "What?"

Fu Yan, who was not ready to say anything, lowered her head again, shook her head, and picked up the tea in her hand.

Nangong gave him a stare, as if to say, please think about it next time before calling someone.

And Xiao Nianzhi didn't care about Fuyan's anomaly, he thought about the rotting corpse that smelled of withered grass, this feature left by the black bone monster has not been recorded in the books of strange records, it is particularly like being poisoned, or the deceased just happened to be alive. Is it a medicine jar?

A white cloud floated through the carved window outside the tea house, turbulent like a stream, and in the gap, a cool breeze was sent from the roof elsewhere, hitting the bottom of my heart.

Fu Yan drank a cup of tea to the bottom, and poured the remaining broken tea powder sideways into the wooden bucket beside the table.At this time, he caught a glimpse of a moth covered with black and gold markings flying under a table outside the door of the small house. There are black and gold spots on it, growing along the veins, and disappearing in a flash.

That person still doesn't know what happened to him, and he doesn't know that there is a deadly thread on his body that has sealed the fate of this life.

Fu Yan raised the corners of her mouth lightly, and finally said: "Master, I probably know what the smell of dead grass is."

Stealing chrysalis, a kind of worm that lives in the dark, is the most common in the ghost realm. It lives in places with strong necromancy and evil spirits. It turns into a chrysalis, hence the name Robber's chrysalis.

"I've seen the stolen chrysalis once or twice, and there were only one or two. I've heard people say that the stolen chrysalis is destined to be dead, and it absorbs energy to do evil. His lips were dark purple, and after a few days, his face was completely black, his body was boneless, and he became thinner day by day."

Zhou Liannan asked a question: "Stealing a pupa?"

According to Fu Yan's description, when he was a child, he vaguely saw a moth with black and gold wings fluttering in a certain cave in the backyard of the mountain residence. At that time, he was young and wanted to catch and play with it, but he didn't succeed, and luckily he didn't.

Nangong Jin was sent by the head father to think about it in Zangshu Pavilion two days ago, and it happened to be due to the moth that matched this description. He only glanced at it and saw a line of words: Eating rot, giving birth to energy, and coming out at night.

Why did the thing that hides at night come out during the day?he asks.

Fu Yan said: "The chrysalis likes dark places, and there is no such thing in the world, it will appear in the daytime, that's because someone is manipulating them."

Zhou Qingrang had an epiphany: "You mean that the series of rotting corpses that happened around today were deliberately done by someone, not the black bone monster."

"No."

Xiao Nianzhi unfolded the ink fan and fell into deep thought.

"Ah!..."

There was a scream, and the guests in the pavilion rose up in shock.

I saw the guests at the table who flew into the stolen chrysalis screamed and pointed at the man wrapped in the stolen chrysalis and said incoherently: "You, your face..."

The man didn't notice it yet, but when he heard that he stroked his face, he felt that the flesh on his face became softer, and there was no abnormality, but the person opposite him handed him a bronze mirror, and everything became clear.

Half of the man's cheeks were already dark, his lips were too dark to see the original rosiness, and a shallow stem shape could still be vaguely seen on his neck.

Discussions among the teahouses erupted one after another, with deep sighs of regret.

"Here he goes again, here he comes again, the devil comes again."

"I'm afraid that no one can escape this time. No one can escape this curse. If there is no warning, where can it happen?!"

Fu Yan said indifferently: "This time, the chrysalis of the thief should be alone. If it can't survive, it will be hungry and hungry, and it will temporarily choose the spirit of a living person to hang its soul."

Nangong was shocked: "How do you know?"

Fu Yan didn't give him extra glances, and didn't bother to answer, her eyes were fixed on the man who had been recruited.

Nangong felt ashamed, and suddenly remembered, this guy was originally a person of ghosts and demons, and he was in the same breath, so of course he knew it clearly.

Zhou Qingrang didn't think too much. Since the previous direction was wrong, it's not too late to turn back. He didn't elevate this matter to fuyan's identity, but wanted to know who was manipulating it more urgently. What is the purpose of.

Zhou Lianan suddenly said: "It's the Qingling Gu technique."

Qingling Gu Art is a relatively ancient witchcraft. The first generation of practitioners of this art was an eunuch from a small country in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. On the theory of epigenetic karma, he was worried that he would suffer in the ten thousand layers of hell after death, so he searched for a sorcery designed by the wizards of the ancient tea country to collect the evil spirits from others and form a wall of evil spirits to protect the soul after death.

This trick fights poison with poison, gathering evil to suppress one's own accumulated evil, so as to achieve the goal of immortal soul.

"Clear spirit Gu art has been sublimated continuously for hundreds of years, and has now become a crooked way of shortcuts and superior spiritual power."

Xiao Nianzhi closed the ink fan: "It means that someone in Yuexia Prefecture used this witchcraft to improve their spiritual strength?"

Zhou Qingrang: "I'm afraid it's true." No wonder the rampant black bone monsters have disappeared recently. It turned out that it wasn't the so-called black bone monsters who caused trouble at all, but spiritual monks who had gone astray.

The man who boarded the stolen chrysalis outside covered his face and ran out of the tea house. The noisy life around him dispersed loudly, and the rest was silent.

Everyone knew that no matter what, whether they were crying or laughing, that person's end would be to wait for death without struggle or rescue.

You can't find the truth, you can't find out the truth, and you leave quietly.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, she couldn't detect the depth of her spiritual power, and she didn't know where the qi belonged.

"Master, this one is alone, and the spirit behind it cannot be detected."

Nangong Jin asked: "You can't even detect it, so you can't continue?"

Xiao Nianzhi: "That's not necessarily the case. The manipulators have stopped for a few days. They may have stopped after hearing the rumors, or they may be planning a bigger conspiracy. Now that we have found out the reason why the people's bodies are rotting, we can follow the vine to find out who is behind the scenes. "

He asked Fu Yan if there was a way to find out the chrysalis of the man just now, and Fu Yan replied: "The chrysalis of the thief was born in the dead, and he will come out of the man's body only after the corpse rots."

"But there is a way to hang your life." Xiao Nianzhi was full of confidence. Although it sounded nonsense, his [-]% to [-]% spiritual power was enough to hang a mortal's life. try.

Zhou Qingrang seemed to be able to guess what Xiao Nianzhi was thinking, and the two secretly communicated their thoughts. "Senior Xiao mean to lead the snake out of the hole?"

Xiao Nianzhi: "Shen An knows me too."

"Someone was poisoned by the Thief's Pupa. Even if it wasn't part of the plan, everyone would know about it. The person behind the scenes must have heard the wind. If the poisoned person didn't die on time , guess what will happen next?"

Fu Yan said softly: "He will be anxious."

Xiao Nianzhi praised his answer: "That's right, the more anxious he is, the more he will wonder if there is something wrong. After all, he is relying on the stealing chrysalis Gu technique to improve his spiritual rank. If there is something wrong with the pulling thread, the Gu technique will It directly affects his cultivation, you say, can he not release the Thief's Chrysalis under the control of the manipulation technique?"

Nangong Jin also understood, "So next..."

"Wait for the rabbit." Zhou Liannan, who didn't hold back a word for a long time, opened his golden mouth and continued seamlessly.

Nangong didn't make a sound at all, nor did she show any extreme psychological dynamics.

As if he had solved the important matter on his mind, Xiao Nianzhi folded his ink fan, and with a smile on his face, he said relaxedly: "All right, everyone go back and wait for the news. I will take care of the rest, and I will notify you when there is any news."

Zhou Qingrang, Zhou Lianan bowed and saluted, "Senior Xiao is here."

Xiao Nianzhi raised her chin and walked out of the tea house with frivolous steps, Fu Yan paid the tea money and chased after her.

Nangong watched Xiao Nianzhi walk away, and turned back to the inn. He was too lazy to move. In such a hot day, he might as well stay in Nangong Mansion and come out to join in the fun. I don't know if it's too late to regret it now, he thought.

Fuyan came out of the teahouse, and there happened to be a stall selling umbrellas next to him. He looked up and saw Master's shadow stretching long under the scorching sun, and the surrounding area was full of heat like a steamer, so he felt burning, so he bought a handful of oiled paper Opening the umbrella, he hastened to keep up with Xiao Nianzhi's pace.

Suddenly feeling a shadow on his head, Xiao Nianzhi turned his head and saw Fu Yan, who was as tall as her chest, was struggling to hold up the umbrella handle to support herself, her head was sweating from the heat, and she was muffled and silent.

Xiao Nianzhi was merciful, took the umbrella from Fuyan with her own hard work, and did the work of holding the umbrella for others.

Fu Yan only looked up at Xiao Nianzhi, and also wanted to reach out to wipe his sweat, so she stood on tiptoe and walked while wiping.

Xiao Nianzhi smiled at him, and praised him with a piece of honey: "Ayan really knows how to hurt people."

Fu Yan said: "Master is also good to me." He glanced back and said, "It seems that Nangong Jin has gone back."

Xiao Nianzhi didn't care: "It's nothing, don't care."

The direction the two walked was not the direction to return to the inn, Fu Yan took it for granted that Xiao Nianzhi still wanted to go shopping, and followed quietly.

After crossing the bridge, turn left and enter an alley, Xiao Nianzhi stopped in front of a pharmacy, surrounded by black tiles and white walls to block the sunlight, he put away his umbrella, and walked into the door of the pharmacy.

The shopkeeper was planning to keep accounts when he saw someone coming to say hello, "Hello, sir, what medicine do you need?"

Xiao Nianzhi nodded slightly to show that he heard it, then stood in front of the counter and squinted at the names of medicinal materials on the drawer behind the shopkeeper. After looking around for nothing, he regretted not being able to study Chinese medicine well in college.

"Cough cough," he pretended to cough, lowered his voice and said to the shopkeeper, "Is there any medicine for the waist?"

Shopkeeper: "Back pain?"

Xiao Nianzhi coughed again: "No." He pointed to his waist, and then glanced under himself, the movement was fast, but he was sure that the shopkeeper saw it.

The shopkeeper has seen a lot of illnesses for people, and understands the situation, so he bought a few medicines before handing them to Xiao Nianzhi, and comforted him with a sympathetic tone: "This matter really affects the man's prestige, but You will be fine after drinking the few medicines I gave you, you are so powerful, it doesn’t matter, just believe in yourself.”

Xiao Nianzhi really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did he mean the shopkeeper's kindness, or meddling in other people's business, did he really think others couldn't understand him when he said it so cryptically?

However, he accepted the shopkeeper's consolation, took the medicine, and led Fuyan out of the shop.

Fu Yan was far away, couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, Xiao Nianzhi smiled very fakely, and felt something was wrong.

"Master, what are you talking about? Why do you need to buy medicine?"

Xiao Nianzhi didn't intend to tell a boy that she had a problem with not lifting, so she lied to him: "I can't sleep well at night, buy some medicine to help sleep."

Fu Yan was very clever, she shook her head and said, "I see you pointed at your waist and said something to the shopkeeper, could it be that you didn't sleep well?"

Xiao Nianzhi was hoarse for a moment, and then said nonsense: "Yes, my back hurts, so I can't sleep well."

Fu Yan felt as if the sky was about to collapse: "Where is the master's waist uncomfortable? Is it hurt? Go back and I will give you some spiritual power."

Dude, it didn't hurt in vain, but it's overkill.Xiao Nianzhi had no choice but to say: "It's nothing serious, just take some medicine and you'll be fine."

Fu Yan couldn't listen, so she stretched out her hand and pressed an acupuncture point on Xiao Nianzhi's waist, so excited that he jumped up in the street.

This Nima is very itchy!

Fu Yan didn't expect her master to react so strongly, she felt embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I pressed a little harder."

Xiao Nianzhi swallowed bitterly: My dear student, it's not that you pressed a little harder, it's quite a bit too heavy. My waist is my forbidden area. If you touch it, you will die.

Her face recovered and she was still calm, and said: "No problem, no problem, just a little sour, has Ah Yan studied medicine, this is too accurate."

Fu Yan was happy when she heard this: "Yes, I have read some medical books, memorized acupuncture points, and learned a little bit. If Master likes it, I will massage your acupuncture points every night."

No, no, no, press it every day, it's okay, you will die in one night, no exaggeration.

Due to the fact that his apprentice was too young to stay up late and he was too old to stand up to all kinds of troubles, Xiao Nianzhi declined this fucking proposal, and went back to the inn with the medicine.

Before going to bed at night, Xiao Nianzhi decocted the medicine and came out, smelling the strange smell, he suddenly felt healed. I poured the expensive medicine I bought into the wooden barrel, and put the rest of the medicine in the cloth bag, determined not to look at it again.

Xiao Nianzhi is the only person in the world who is determined to be unstable, and he can't help it, who told me that he didn't like taking medicine since he was a child.

Fu Yan came to knock on the door at night, unexpectedly it wasn't about pressing acupuncture points, but about the matter of stealing chrysalis that he talked about today, he told Xiao Nianzhi his own thoughts, without personal emotions, just talking about stealing chrysalis The manipulator may be someone on the magic road.

When he was a child, he had seen the Thief's Chrysalis, and this thing did not have a magic path, and the magic path belonged to ghosts, so he thought it was something in the realm of ghosts and creatures.

It is said that people who practice spirituality with improper minds do not guard against the magic path of survival after death.

Xiao Nianzhi didn't say anything about the solution, but asked him a word, causing Fu Yan's eyebrows to tremble fiercely.

"Your flesh and blood are burdened with hatred. If one day you are too strong to stop, will you return to the magic path?"

"Or, one day, will you kill me?"

The author has something to say: I added [-] words, refresh it

I’ve fixed some typos again, I’m sorry for affecting readers, but will the mood be much better if there are fewer typos, hehe