Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Jian Shou woke up amidst the noise, the faint sunlight made his eyes hurt.

He was forced to kneel under the sun, his limbs were bound tightly, and he saw Xiao Lian who was begging humblely not far away.

She was almost prostrate on the ground, her knees rubbing forward.

The guard dragged her back roughly, and she hugged his leg, yelling.

Jian Shou couldn't break free from the rope, and his knees, which were about to straighten up, slammed back to the ground heavily.

Trembling with anger, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "You guys are deceiving people too much!"

The side of the ghost-copying stick with the talisman seal was faintly red.

Wu Weizi's backhand was a stick, hitting Jian Shou on the back!

The huge impact made Jian Shou move his body forward, and the pain in his spine rushed straight to the sky.

Jian Shou endured the pain and didn't cry out, but he couldn't say anything else because of the pain.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lian burst into tears.

The chief guard looked down and saw the tears on her face, and frowned impatiently, and the hands that clamped her arms also increased their strength secretly.

Jian Shou's hands behind his back were clenched into fists, he arched his back, and cold sweat dripped down his chin to the ground.

He tilted his head stubbornly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Lian who was also in a mess.

Xiao Lian couldn't hold it steady, so she bit it with her teeth. It didn't hurt the guard, but she knocked out a mouth full of blood.

Probably it was the misery of pity for each other, which made Jian Shou's eyes red, and he ordered Xiao Lian to leave with a hoarse voice.

Xiao Lian refused to listen, and the chief guard finally ran out of patience.

The brow was smoothed suddenly, his expression turned into a terrifying indifference, and then he kicked Xiao Lian's soft abdomen!

The huge force caused the petite woman to fly out in an instant.

Jian Shou clearly saw her spit out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled into the nearby pond with a plop.

Almost without any struggle, it sank to the bottom of the water.

Jian Shou's hunched body trembled, and he opened his mouth wide in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

The tears in his eyes rolled down smoothly, drop by drop.

Wu Weizi pinched his chin and raised his head.

Jian Shou looked at him blankly, and begged: "Please help me, save Xiao Lian..."

"is it good?"

There was a desperate trill in his throat, and he had a pitiful and pear-like appearance.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid his heart would have already softened, but in front of him was Wuweizi, a person who coveted his eyes.

"So what if you live in this world?" He didn't even shy away, "If you can't make it through, she's just a girl with no one to rely on, wouldn't it be even more miserable."

Jian Shou lowered his eyes and knelt down on the ground exhausted.

In Wu Weizi's other hand, he held a master knife, and the copper coins on the handle of the knife jingled, and it was slowly approaching his eyes.

Jian Shou suddenly chuckled, and asked without beginning or end: "Did Si Nian tell you?"

Wu Weizi understood, and hummed: "The blade is a little blunt, so don't move it, or you will be the one who suffers."

It seemed to be kindly persuading him, "Anyway, you won't need this eye if you have it, and if you give it to me, it can be considered as a blessing for you, and you will have a good pregnancy in your next life."

Jian Shou felt pitiful and ridiculous. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the floating corpse in the pool, and his shoulders shook from laughing.

People die so easily, they are as light as dust, and no one will put them in their eyes.

Xiao Lian is like this, and so is he himself. Jian Shou's watery eyes are filled with inexplicable complex emotions.

He said softly, spit out a mouthful of resentment towards Wu Weizi: "I'll never let you go even if I'm a ghost."

Wuweizi was noncommittal, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous, and he gouged it out with one knife!

"what!!!"

…………

In the Wangchuan River, the turbid yellow water boiled.

Like a huge cauldron, burning and evaporating!

The shrill screams in the river resounded through the underworld, and those terrifying skeletons disappeared with the evaporation of the river water.

The iron chain dragged on the river bed piled up with sharp stones, making a harsh friction sound.

He walked forward step by step, and the remnants were trampled under his feet, making a tearing sound.

The crimson purple imperial robe was so old that the original luxurious embroidery patterns could not be seen.

A ghost that has been locked up for thousands of years is surrounded by an inextinguishable will-o'-the-wisp.

The long disheveled hair danced wildly in the wind, revealing a pair of fox eyes and a hooked nose, and the cool lips were tightly pressed together.

The river water became less and less, and even completely dried up.

The four iron chains were like brand marks, firmly locked on Qin Shou's limbs.

He looked at the chain dragged on the ground, and suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth viciously, and with all his strength, he lifted the entire river bed up!

There was a rumbling sound, and suddenly the entire Underworld shook violently.

All the ghost messengers who wanted to stop him were burned into smoke by him.

In the dark sky above the head, an expanding black vortex appeared.

The huge gravitational force swept all the wreckage in, and Qin Shou's robe was lifted up, and his body slowly flew into the vortex leading to the human world.

Suddenly, a strong airflow burst through the air.

It was as if the space was torn in two, and then a palm hit Qin Shou's body!

Thick and majestic voices came from all directions——

"Destroying my underworld, your fault is unforgivable!"

That palm almost shattered Qin Shou's soul, and almost destroyed his thousand years of cultivation.

Suffering such a severe injury, he could not even withstand a ray of sunlight in the mortal world, and he was afraid that it would be wiped out in ashes.

But the pain of soul tearing is far less than the hope that is close at hand.

Qin Shou looked at the entrance to the mortal world that was getting closer and closer, with a distorted and stubborn smile in his eyes.

"Yan Wang old man, this revenge will be reported in the future!"

The Youlan Minghuo flourished in an instant, and Qin Shou took the four iron chains together and disappeared into the majestic turbulent vortex.

Then all the dust settled, and the underworld returned to calm.

…………

The eye extraction process went very smoothly, and Jian Shou fainted from the pain.

Wu Weizi cut off the meridians connected to the eyeball, and put the blood-stained red eye into the porcelain bottle.

Blood gushed out from the eye sockets, staining the dagger and Wu Weizi's fingers red.

The strong smell of blood did not make Wu Weizi afraid of nausea, but felt a little sweet, which kept arousing his inner desire.

It is the most taboo greed for those who practice Taoism, but Wuweizi can't help it.

This eye is like a shortcut to success, which makes him irresistible, even if he uses the most despicable means to get it!

As a result, guilt becomes insignificant in the pleasure.

Wu Weizi stretched the mouth of the bottle towards the hollow eye socket, and poured blood into the bottle.

Seeing the porcelain vase gradually filling up, Wu Weizi finally showed a satisfied smile.

He stood up and never looked at the extremely empty eye sockets again.

The chief guard came over to clean up the mess, casually wrapped a strip of cloth around Jian Shou's eye sockets, and ordered someone to drag him into the woodshed.

When he saw the corpse floating in the pond, he seemed to remember that a little maid was drowned here, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Wu Weizi was personally sent out of the mansion by the chief guard, and his scene was considered to be over.

Holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, he stepped into the carriage, sighing hypocritically that the third young master might not make it through tonight.

When Wuweizi returned to the temple, it was already a glorious evening.

Si Nian was sitting blankly on the haystack, not knowing when he woke up.

He got up and walked unsteadily in front of Wu Weizi: "Where did you go? Did you see Ah Shou?"

Wu Weizi showed no expression: "Aren't you afraid of him? He's the murderer who killed two people."

Si Nian took a step back, like a little beast guarding its territory.

With a fierce look in his eyes: "You are lying, Ah Shou will never do such a thing!"

"Stinky boy, have you forgotten? You came back and told me about it!"

Wu Weizi looked at his dazed expression, and said with a hint of harshness in his tone, "How can I explain the bones beside him?"

"And those strange eyes, it's clearly evil spirits entering the body!"

Si Nian suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wu Weizi's arm, with a ferocious look on his face that didn't match his age.

"Have you met Ah Shou? What did you do to him!"

Wu Weizi spread his hands and pushed Sinian away: "I didn't care about him, if you want to know what's going on with him, go and see for yourself..."

He bent down, his eyes were sharp, "Last night, you were so scared that you were about to cry."

Listening to his ridicule, Si Nian's heart was pierced.

He could not deny his timidity, nor could he justify his avoidance.

Even now, when he thought of last night, he still felt horrified.

But Si Nian regretted it very much, he didn't believe that Ah Shou killed someone, there must be something hidden in it!

What would A Shou think if he left A Shou in this way?

Do you feel that you misunderstood yourself?Are you disappointed?As long as he assumes a little bit, Si Nian will feel very sad and guilty.

"I'm going to see him."

It doesn't matter to Wu Weizi, he doesn't think that Si Nian will still see the third young master alive.

"Go, but you have to come back tomorrow morning at the latest. If you really want to learn your skills, come back to the sect with me."

"Hey, don't bargain with me." Wu Weizi interrupted Si Nian, "This is your chance."

Si Nian bit his lower lip, turned around and ran out.

He was almost tripped when he crossed the threshold, and he was in a hurry.

…………

There were insects chirping outside the house, and it was shady under the linden tree.

In fact, Jian Shou has always been conscious, probably because hatred drowned out the pain.

His brain became more and more awake, recalling step by step the process of Xiao Lian's death, and the process of his own eyes being gouged out.

The eye sockets that lost his eyes no longer ooze blood, and Jian Shou touched the cloth with trembling fingertips.

There is a sticky feeling on the fingertips, which has already cooled down.

When he poked his finger down, there was a concave spot, Jian Shou curled up his body, and a broken moan came out of his throat.

He was cold and sore, and they really didn't want him to live.

There was a weak candle outside the house, and the lamp holder peeped for a long time through the broken window.

The blue silk spread on the ground was as gorgeous as rags, and the white Ruyu's wrist was in front of her eyes, and her palm was covered with crimson blood.

It is a kind of beauty at the end of life, decadent and sluggish, but also yearning.

Jian Yun couldn't bear it anymore, he unlocked the door and sneaked into the room quietly.

He put the candle on the abandoned wooden bench, squatted down by himself, and carefully and obsessively looked at Jian Shou's weak face.

One eye was tightly shut, the other had been gouged out, and the cloth wrapped around it was completely soaked in crimson.

The bloodless face was stained with many blood spots, like wintersweet flowers blooming in the pure white snow scene.

Jian Yun stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched Jian Shou's face, he was slapped away by Jian Shou's palm!

He stared at his only eye, which was full of guard: "What are you going to do?"

The pain on the back of the hand didn't weaken Jian Yun's desire, but made him excited.

Both hands grabbed Jian Shou's shoulders together: "Third Brother, do you want to survive? I can help you!"

At this moment, he couldn't help but put his body on Jian Shou's.

Jian Shou was frightened by his actions, and then struggled crazily!

"You let me go! I don't need you to save me!"

I thought Jian Shou would agree, but Jian Yun suddenly laughed after hearing this sentence.

The distorted facial features also became weird: "Third brother, how can you not need it? I saved your life in the first place!"

The unfamiliar and rough touch made Jian Shou's hairs stand on end.

Like being entangled by a disgusting creature, a cold suffocation came.

"You nonsense! Go away!"

Jian Yun turned her head: "You don't believe it?"

He bit Jian Shou's side neck, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes, "When you were five years old, did you have a serious illness?"

"At that time, Jinniang begged me to save you, let me help you find a doctor."

He brushed away the broken hair from Jian Shou's forehead, and sprayed his hot breath on Jian Shou's face.

He whispered in his ear: "If you survived, do you know what your mother paid for it? How can you not cherish your life?"

Jian Shou started to convulse nervously, and asked if he was about to cry: "What do you mean by that?"

Jian Yun's expression was full of pity, but the words he said were extremely cold-blooded, almost killing Jian Shou with one blow——

"Jinniang's taste is very good."

He wiped away the tears from the corners of Jian Shou's eyes, "It's just that I couldn't survive on the bed..."

His mother died suddenly, this is what he has known since he was a child.

They all said that he killed his mother, and while he was sad, he didn't believe it.

But now, everything has collapsed.

He not only killed his mother, but also let her die in such a humiliating way.

There seemed to be a big bloody hole in his chest, and the pain caused him to scream non-stop, it was so much worse than death!

Jian Shou desperately wanted to pinch Jian Yun's neck, but he easily brushed it away.

Jian Yun covered Jian Shou's mouth with one hand, and took off his clothes with the other.

The collarbone and shoulders were soon exposed to the air, and the wet, slippery tongue couldn't wait to lick it, leaving a patch of water on his skin.

Jian Shou caught a glimpse of the candle flame on the stool, and the flame in his eyes became more and more powerful, and even more bewitching.

"Clap!"

As the bench fell, the candle also rolled onto the dry wood.

The wooden branch was ignited in an instant, and the fire spread rapidly!

Jian Shou's long hair was also set on fire, and Jian Yun got up in horror.

He wanted to run away, but Jane Shou grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly!

Jian Shou looked at him straight, and unexpectedly showed a disobedient smile.

As if inviting him to die with him.

"Brother, don't go, just stay with me."

At this time, the fire had already burned Jian Shou's hair, licking his skin.

The red to charred flesh made him look extremely ugly, but he still smiled, as if it didn't hurt at all.

This scene is so weird and terrifying, the fire has already climbed up Jian Yun's clothes along Jian Shou's arm!

He finally screamed in horror and kicked Jian Shou's hand away.

He ran out like crazy, but the flames on his clothes burned his face with the wind, and he almost fainted from the pain!

The guards rushed over and frantically helped him put out the fire. At this time, the firewood room was completely burned.

The flames even jumped to other beams, burning non-stop.

The female relatives ran out and shouted for help, and the guards and servants kept drawing water from the well to put out the fire.

The prefect's mansion was already in chaos, and Si Nian walked in very easily.

I also saw people running into the prefect's mansion non-stop, saying they were going to help put out the fire.

When he raised his head, he realized that the billowing smoke not far away was actually water?

For some reason, Si Nian suddenly felt palpitations. He ran to the accident site and stood alone in the middle of the crowd rushing to fight the fire.

He looked at the woodshed engulfed by the fire, and the blood in his body gradually cooled down.

Hearing his own voice, he panicked and trembled: "Is there anyone in there?"

"Yes! The third young master is inside!"

"Hey! Yaoshou, such a big fire, you have to burn to death!"

"Why did it suddenly catch fire? There is no firewood in the firewood room!"

"Someone saw the young master running out, and he was also burned!"

"Don't blame it! Don't blame it! Stop talking and go put out the fire. Other houses will be burned!"

Si Nian looked at the firewood room, and didn't know what to do.

He just knelt down on his knees, and first called A-Shou, A-Shou in a daze...

Then he started to cry, he didn't understand, it was only a short day, how could it become like this!

He cried so hard that he started coughing up blood when his injured heart and lungs were torn.

Someone came to pull him, but he didn't pull him up, but he was shocked by the blood in his mouth.

Si Nian felt dizzy, and fell to the ground on his back!

"Ah Shou, I will never run away again, you come back."

"No, leave me alone..."

…………

No one noticed that after a while, the hot flame froze for a moment after the dark wind passed.

The purple robe fell into the flames and was not burned.

The ghost king stretched out a pale finger and hooked it, and a strand of soul was pulled out from the charred corpse.

The transparent soul fell into the arms of the ghost king, and he raised his head ignorantly.

The flickering flames reflected the outline of his face, beautiful but dangerous.

The voice is also low and pleasant, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

The ghost king's fingers circled around the empty eye sockets.

Finally, she placed a cool kiss on his forehead: "Want to take revenge?"

Jane huddled in his arms for protection, as if she was a different person.

He nodded obediently: "Who are you?"

"I forgot, but I'll remember."