Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

The eldest lady of Wuyue Villa, the only flesh and blood of Wu Yeting——Wu Sumei.

At the time of the twentieth century, she is naturally beautiful and looks like a painting.

There is also a heroic spirit that belongs only to the children of the rivers and lakes.

She is not as good at female red etiquette as the lady in the boudoir, nor is she full of romantic poetry like the son of the family.

Wu Sumei has practiced excellent martial arts, and a big sword is quite good.

Wu Yeting was proud of it, and dared to let her go wandering in the rivers and lakes.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes should regard the world as their home, and Wu Yeting obviously trained Wu Sumei as the next owner of the villa.

The four guards who followed Wu Sumei were all skilled in martial arts and could be trusted.

Wu Yeting was very relieved to let them stay by his daughter's side.

But no one thought that it was a big mistake to let go this time.

Ever since Wu Sumei returned to the villa, she seemed to be a different person, her temperament changed drastically.

The whole person is crazy, but it doesn't seem to be completely out of mind.

Not only will she set fire to the house, but she will also look for opportunities to seek death, and her mind is full of ideas.

How could Wu Yeting let her die, so he sent someone to guard her and lock her up.

However, Wu Sumei's martial arts skills are so good, these servant girls are no match for her at all.

In the past few months, the number of servants who died at her hands could not be counted on two hands.

The once bright and kind-hearted girl has become vicious and ruthless now.

It seemed that a black resentment shrouded her whole body, and anyone who approached her would be unlucky.

Wuyue Villa was turned upside down by her, Wu Yeting didn't care about face anymore, and immediately spent a lot of money to hire a doctor to treat her.

But all the doctors said that her body was fine, and her brain was not bumped.

The most is that I haven't eaten and slept well recently, my energy has dropped a lot, and I have lost weight.

Wu Yeting was puzzled, but at this moment, an old friend reminded him a few words.

Since it's not a physical problem, is it possible that something unclean was attached to it, and it's bewitched?

Although Wu Yeting did not want this to be the reason, but seeing his daughter haggard day by day, he finally moved to ask a magician to drive out the ghost.

This invitation is terrible, one will die and the other will die, as if something is deliberately retaliating and avoiding.

But it also proved that Wu Sumei did have something unclean on her body.

Wu Yeting didn't give up, the more people invited, the more people died.

Gradually some gossip spread, and half-baked charlatans didn't dare to come and die.

So Wu Yeting had to increase the reward, and even moved out the heirloom "Soul Gathering Bell".

He thought clearly, as long as he could save his daughter, he would not be reluctant.

The soul-gathering bell is unusual, and it is useless for ordinary people to come.

So to be attracted by it, one out of ten must be a real person with real abilities.

Wu Yeting was still a bit selfish, he didn't want his daughter to show up.

It would be great if these people could just drive away the messy things in the mansion.

Therefore, after Jian Shou and his party came to Wuyue Villa, although they were provided with good food and good food, they never saw the rumored eldest lady.

It was noon when Ya Luo came to look for Si Nian, and the maid removed the food from the table.

She ran in bluffing, and bluffed again: "Ling Xiaozi, Ling Xiaozi, are you okay!?"

Si Nian glanced at her and said, "Very well, still alive."

Ya Luo patted his chest: "You just fell down like this, I thought you couldn't survive, but I was scared to death!"

Si Nian joked, "Why, are you worried about me?"

Ya Luo spat at him: "Don't be sentimental, I'm worried about Mr. Di!"

He muttered in a low voice, "He helps us like this, and I don't know if the owner will make things difficult for him."

Si Nian could hear clearly, the five fingers hidden in the cuffs tightened tightly.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Isn't it just to say a few more words for us, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"It's not so easy!" Jarrow was dissatisfied with his indifference.

"If we don't prove ourselves, the landlord will definitely think that Mr. Di is also here to cheat."

Si Nian frowned: "You don't need to mention this to me, I naturally know what to do."

He raised his head, his eyes were cold, "Don't forget, once we enter the villa, we will be in competition."

Yaluo choked for a moment, and his expression became weird: "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, why are you so difficult to get along with!"

After speaking, he shook his sleeves in disgust, and strode away.

Si Nian didn't care about her anger at all, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with his attitude.

It is true that he was a little blunt, but since they all came for the Soul Gathering Bell, there is no simple relationship to talk about.

You can't be too kind, just like that Mr. Di, who actually helped his competitors.

Si Nian was concerned with recovering from his wounds, so naturally he was not in a hurry to find out.

I just lit a stick of incense, and the pale white smoke rose up. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, and it was peaceful and peaceful.

Si Nian has restrained himself from thinking about Mr. Di and last night's dream.

He is not active, but some people are active. Just after the opening time, some people clamored to cast spells to exorcise evil spirits.

This person's name was Gao Zhan, and he wandered around to show off tricks for a living. He had just settled in Yangzhou a few days ago when he heard the notice from Wuyue Villa.

Gao Zhan didn't know the rumors some time ago, but only saw the high salary on the list.

He was not satisfied with the ingot of silver that stopped at the door, so he did some tricks to deceive people's eyes, and got the pass card as he wished.

This person has benefited, so he will make an inch of it.

Gao Zhan didn't want to stay in the guest room of the villa and be taken away by others, so he took the opportunity to do it.

However, how can a juggler know how to exorcise evil spirits.

But Gao Zhan thinks that the left and right are just playing tricks to fool people. Whether this evil spirit is real or not, it doesn't matter whether it is driven away or not.

When Wu Yeting heard the guard's report, he just pondered, and then said: "As long as he doesn't enter Nanyuan, let him make trouble."

Ding Mao understood the meaning as soon as he heard it. The master didn't put that person in his eyes, so he didn't go there by himself.

Ding Mao backed out with a bow and nodding, only to be reminded when he reached the door.

"Invite all the people in the guest room, and they should feel a little better."

The outside world said that Wu Yeting people are stupid and have a lot of money, but in fact, he is like a bright mirror in his heart.

The group of people who entered the villa this time were mixed, because some news was deliberately blocked, most of them couldn't see the seriousness of the situation, and hoped to make a fortune by chance.

Among other things, Wu Yeting has lived through ups and downs for dozens of years, and he still has the ability to judge people.

It can be said that the young man who claimed to be a Taoist priest was not only influenced by Mr. Di yesterday.

Wu Yeting took a sip of the strong tea, and it's better to be sideways about things like shaming power.

Gao Zhan modified his tricks and stuffed a handful of smoke bombs into the box.

A small blower can blow all the smoke out of the box, which is blinding.

When Si Nian was invited over, he was dozing off, and he yawned several times while walking on the road.

The maid who led the way noticed that he was not in good spirits, so she stopped and bowed slightly: "Master, do you need a servant to make you a refreshing cup of tea?"

Sinian wiped his foggy eyes lazily.

He said in a hoarse voice: "No need, thanks to your master, you will naturally recover after watching the play, continue to lead the way."

The servant girl said hello without changing her face, and continued to walk forward, passing through layers of exquisite courtyards, and came to a flower garden in front of Nanyuan.

It's just that this flower garden was burned down by the eldest lady a few days ago, so it looks a little more bleak.

A temporary shed was set up in the garden, and tables and chairs were placed inside for the "masters" who had won the list to sit comfortably.

After such a tidying up, it really seemed to be watching a play.

Si Nian saw Jian Shou sitting upright among them at a glance, obviously very quiet and unobtrusive.

But the others around him just fell to the ground, as if they were covered in a layer of ashes.

Si Nian pursed his lips, and sat beside Jian Shou with disdain.

It's not that he wants to sit next to him, because there is no one at his table, and it happens that he can find a quiet place.

Yaluo was sitting at the end. She saw Si Lian coming, but she didn't intend to greet him.

Who has such a good temper, how can he always have a hot face and a cold butt.

But he actually sat with Mr. Di, what a shame!

Even she didn't dare go over to bother her, because she owed her such a favor, this stinky Taoist priest was really cheeky.

On the other side, Gao Zhan was already pretending to take out his belongings and began to "position".

The bright red chicken blood in the wooden bucket was stained with a long brush and drew a big, strange-shaped talisman on the ground, enclosing himself in it.

Gao Zhan's serious and profound appearance can really deceive a few people who don't know the market.

Instead, he felt guilty for his own fake style.

Jian Shou didn't seem to pay attention there, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't know what to do in a daze.

Si Nian stared at him openly for a long time, but the man didn't react at all, maybe he regarded himself as air!

Finally unable to hold back, Si Nian coughed: "Young Master Di is distracted, what are you thinking about?"

Jian Shou came back to his senses, his eyes were freehand and light: "I'm just thinking about some past events."

It's not that he didn't notice Si Nian, he just rejected and avoided doing exorcism.

It would be quite inaccurate to say "some". He put his life on it, and he has a deep-seated disgust.

Jian Shou really didn't want to admit it, after all, he was the one who asked Si Nian to learn such skills.

After this incident, he was still biased after all. In fact, there is nothing wrong with Taoist spells.

The only blame is to blame myself for being unlucky and encounter doom.

Si Nian thought, the past in this population was probably not pleasant, and he was about to fall into the quagmire in his eyes and couldn't extricate himself.

It was a dirty and chaotic world, but Si Nian wanted to find out.

Jian Shou's pupils trembled, and he took the lead to look away: "Mr. Ling, you have a nosebleed."

With a bang, a rush of hot blood rushed to his forehead, and Si Nian blushed and wiped his nose.

It's really embarrassing to have blood on your hands and it's still warm!

Si Nian grabbed the clean silk handkerchief handed over by the maid, and frantically wiped away the endless nosebleed, the handkerchief was soon soaked.

Jian Shou slightly lowered his brows as he smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood. He didn't like the smell of human blood.

So he stretched out his fingers and gently pressed on the back of Si Nian's neck.

Si Nian was taken aback, only feeling a little coolness and softness on the back of his neck.

In an instant, the hotness subsided, and the nosebleed was finally stopped.

What followed was a burst of numbness from the tip of my heart, very ecstasy.

The coolness wanted to leave, but Si Nian grabbed that hand before he could think about it.

With burning eyes: "Is this how you help others stop bleeding?"

Si Nian had no time to think about how this man could stop the bleeding immediately.

I don't think it's surprising that people in the world know some martial arts and acupoints.

He just fell into the memory again...

When I was a child, I was always restless, and coupled with malnutrition, I was prone to nosebleeds when the weather was slightly hot.

Jian Shou would dip some water on his already cold hands and put it on the back of his neck to help him cool down.

Si Nian couldn't help kneading his smooth and delicate fingers.

That kind of unusual temperature made him miss it so much that he longed for it.

The temperature in Jian Shou's eyes finally cooled down, and he withdrew from Si Nian's hand that had been scratched with red marks.

"Young master Ling is self-respecting, you and I don't know each other well."

Looking at the empty palm, Si Nian was annoyed by his impulsiveness.

Feeling unwilling again, why did he do all the embarrassing things by himself?

He was unwilling to forgive others: "Everyone is a man, what's wrong with touching it?"

Jian Shou didn't want to compete with him, it was no different from a child bickering.

He put his eyes on Gao Zhan again, the scene is already half over.

Sure enough, Gao Zhan, who had set up the "magic circle" over there, had already carried his small box containing the smoke bombs to the table.

He casually looked at the group of people under the awning, and everyone was staring at him intently.

Gao Zhan's hands trembled a little immediately, but at this point, he was only a step away from the door, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and pretend.

He pulled out a foot of white silk from the box, and shook the ashes of the lit cigarette onto the plain white silk.

Bai Ling was not burnt to death, but turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was so bright that it seemed to be dyed with blood, which was enough to bluff people.

Si Nian saw that Jian Shou's eyes were not right, and thought he was being bluffed.

Then he said to himself: "Are you so frightened? These are all fake, he is looking for an identity for that ghost."

Sure enough, Gao Zhan chanted a bunch of incantations indiscriminately, and his eyes rolled whitely and trembled.

A pair of hands gestured in the void, and the words were sharp but clear, so that everyone present could hear them clearly.

"Nanyuan! In Nanyuan! There is a hanged ghost!"

The guard standing in the corner moved his lips and tongue, silently recording his words.

In order to report this to the owner of the villa exactly.

Gao Zhan held the red-dyed white silk and walked around the spot several times in awe.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he shouted: "Before this ghost died, he had a lot of grievances. He killed people and took away his energy. I'll kill him right now, and make him fly away!"

Yaluo next to him covered his mouth and almost didn't laugh out loud, she could see it.

This man was a trickster, and the tricks were so similar to tricks she had seen before.

At this time, Jian Shou's hands on his knees were unconsciously clenched together.

Si Nian moved his finger, but he still honestly didn't reach out.

This person is so timid, why did he come to get involved in this muddy water.

Gao Zhan was ready to finish, he stuffed the white silk into the box.

In front of everyone, he threw an open flame into it: "Monster, die!"

The smoke bomb in the box exploded as expected, and the majestic smoke immediately dispersed, so thick that people couldn't open their eyes!

A strong wind suddenly blew up from the smoke, circling around Gao Zhan's body.

Gao Zhan went from being dazed to screaming in the blink of an eye.

The guard on the side pulled out a big knife but couldn't make a move at all.

The smog dazzled the eyes, and the icy wind was like a razor blade, and every scrape on the body would result in a bloody gash!

The screams were endless, and the maidservants could not get up after falling to the ground.

Yarrow reacted quickly enough, rolled sideways and hid behind a flower bed.

Hearing those horrible screams, he curled up into a ball and dared not move.

Woo... the rivers and lakes are sinister, there really are monsters and goblins!

She was wrong, she really wanted to go home...

Most of the people in the arbor fell into a mess.

However, there was a monk in cassock who was extremely calm.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the floor, knocked on the wooden fish, and closed his eyes to recite scriptures.

The strong wind blowing towards him softened strangely when it was only a foot away from him.

Si Nian had already restrained his frivolous attitude, the moment the evil wind hit.

Subconsciously, he took the hand of the person beside him, almost forcefully wrapping him in his arms.

Si Nian blocked most of the attacks for Jane, and the wind like a knife fell on his back.

Instead, the severe pain woke him up, and he was able to distract himself and take out a wind-fixing spell from his arms, smeared his own blood on it, and threw it backwards!

The small talisman was not torn apart when it was caught in the wind, but flew towards the eye of the wind at a very high speed.

Wherever it passed, the wind became weaker, and the dense fog gradually dissipated.

Jian Shou was firmly locked in his hot arms, the pressure from all directions almost made him breathless.

It was an adult, Si Nian's embrace, with a strange aura, and a temperature different from that of the ghost king.

He knew that he didn't need to be protected, but someone had to protect him tightly.

Jian Shou's ears were filled with the hot breath from Si Nian's mouth and nose, numb and itchy.

At this moment, Jian Shou truly realized that he will reunite with his old friend ten years later.

There is no joy, no comfort, but an unspeakable deep sorrow.

Si Nian's back was numb from the pain, and he felt Jian Shou's stiffness.

Then he choked out a sentence of comfort: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while."

God knows how unfamiliar he is, he hasn't done comforting people for ten years.

The time ten years ago was a failure. He apologized with stolen things and completely lost trust.

Looking back on the past, Si Nian didn't say anything, and turned to look at Fengyan.

Then there was a pitiful sob, the sound of a child.

Through the fading smoke, a half-grown child could be seen standing at the Huayuan intersection.

He was crying in a daze, not knowing whether to move forward or back because of fear.

Jian Shou loosened his body, and when he turned his head again, he saw Si Nian rushing towards the child.

Jian Shou's lips suddenly turned white, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Because he saw that the child's appearance was almost exactly the same as his childhood self!