This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Chapter 11 Evil God

"Of course it is, a wedding scene."

Feng Wujing's deep and hoarse voice was wrapped in the night, and it hit Gu Langqing's ear directly. There was a strong smile on the corner of his lips, and he exuded an extremely aggressive temperament.

Facing the vile and flamboyant young man in red in front of him, Gu Langqing's mind turned back and forth, and finally he said flatly: "That's not right."

"What's wrong?"

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, leaned forward to look at the person, squinted his eyes and revealed a smile that didn't mean anything.

Gu Langqing's slender, jet-black eyelashes cast shadows on his lower eyelids, trembling slightly with the boy's voice.

Candle tears fell down the red candle, condensed on the bright red candle body, the moonlight could not penetrate into the room, and the heavy and dull atmosphere in the room made people feel a little breathless for no reason.

Gu Langqing narrowed his eyes for a while, and finally raised his eyelids slowly, speaking clearly and with a relaxed tone.

"Find out the source of the matter first, and don't make such a rash decision."

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes to see people, waved his hands with some disinterest, and sat back on the bed again.

This is a trial.

His pupils flashed across Gu Langqing's thin body covered under the translucent robe, and his eyes were gloomy and dim.After all, at certain times, some of Gu Langqing's actions really made people doubt whether he did it on purpose.

For example—at this moment, he is barefoot, and he has taken off his snow-white robe, leaving only an underclothes that outlines his body more and more vaguely and hides it. His silvery white ankles are so thin that they seem to be plated.The man was watched by him like this, and then walked into the bathroom without changing his face, and began to wash.

Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Feng Wujing was a little irritable.

There was another rustling of footsteps, and the white-clothed man gently lay down on the bed beside him, and the sound of light breathing fell into Feng Wujing's ears, his eyes were on fire, and as the candles were extinguished, wolves and tigers walked in the dark. There was a pair of eyes full of dangerous desire.

Time flows slowly in anxiety.

The pheasant crowed as promised, and the sound of Gu Langqing turning over came from beside him, it was dawn.

Gu Langqing stretched lazily, ignored Feng Wujing's wolf-like gaze, tilted his head, and said with a light smile, "Let's go, go and see the woman who lost her son."

Feng Wujing's eyes were sharp, and he let out a muffled "hmm".

It seems that Gu Langqing is in a particularly good mood this morning.

The boy put on the red shirt and subconsciously straightened his neckline.

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A group of young women who were washing their clothes saw two strangers from a distance, looking at each other, their eyes filled with horrifying tremors.

As if avoiding the plague, the woman put down all the half-washed clothes in her hands and ran into the house to hide.

The clouds and mist were swaying, and the whole village was dyed in thick and colorful colors.Feng Wujing and Gu Langqing walked side by side, their eyes wandering over the clothes placed on the river bank, the black pupils reflected an arc with the flickering ripples.

He turned his head unobtrusively, with disdain in his casual eyes.

A bright red shot towards his back!

Feng Wujing turned slightly sideways, and easily avoided——

The tomato that fell apart on the ground.

At the same time, Gu Langqing also moved away slightly, and there was a broken rotten egg lying on the ground.

The two looked at each other inexplicably.

Feng Wujing suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Get out! Outsiders, get out of our village!"

"Get out! Get out!"

One after another of cursing came together with the rain of fruits and vegetables, Gu Langqing finally had no choice but to set up a protective barrier to cover the two of them.

Feng Wujing looked at the magic shield glowing with blue light in front of him amusedly, the Heavenly Stem Immortal Venerable would one day cast a fairy enchantment—in order to avoid rotten fruits?

If this got out, it would be enough for those people in the Demon Realm to laugh their ass off.

Feng Wujing was suddenly in a good mood. Hearing Gu Langqing explain the purpose of the two people's arrival in a gentle and elegant manner, and after repeated promises, the women reluctantly believed that the two were not foreigners who brought bad luck. out of the house.

However, after this incident, Feng Wujing experienced personally how hostile the villagers are to foreigners... Those foreigners who were driven out of the village should have had a miserable life.

Thinking of this, Feng Wujing shrugged his shoulders without changing his expression.

After all, it has nothing to do with him.

On the other side, Gu Langqing dealt with the women, and finally asked where the women's residence was.

A woman with heavy makeup on her face pointed to the distance: "Here, that's the one, but she shouldn't be at home right now."

Gu Langqing asked strangely, "Aren't you at home?"

"Yeah," the woman replied, "Sister Yin should go to work in the official's residence."

Gu Langqing was silent for a while, and thanked him.

The two turned around and were about to leave.

"Hey brother in white, you guys who cultivate immortals are so handsome, I love you so much! Come and play with me when you have time!"

After saying this, a group of women laughed and scattered.

Feng Wujing: "..."

Gu Langqing was suddenly grabbed by someone's wrist, and his skin was hot from the scorching heat of the man's five fingers. Gu Langqing was led away for a few steps. Gu Langqing regained his composure, looked down at his wrist, and asked with a frown: "Gu Yan'an, what are you doing?"

The wrist was suddenly thrown away, Gu Langqing raised the other hand, and carelessly rubbed the red and congested white wrist, the boy in red looked impatient: "Hurry up."

Gu Langqing's tongue moved slightly, and there was a bit of displeasure between the words: "Call me Master."

Master?

Feng Wujing repeated this annoying title in his heart.

The anger just now was inexplicable, but Lord Mozun clearly realized that he was just angry.

Feng Wujing coldly swept across the cool and pretty face of the white-clothed fairy, the anger in his heart was burning, but he couldn't find a place to release it.

Feng Wujing remained silent, Gu Langqing noticed the unusual cold aura around him, and slightly lowered his brows, his amber eyes flickered slightly.

"Forget it, you never like to call me Shizun. Let's go and investigate the case."

Feng Wujing poured cold water at the right time: "She's not at home."

Gu Langqing was indifferent: "They said she might not be at home, just in case..."

When the two walked to the courtyard, they both saw a plainly dressed woman come out of the door, holding a basin of water in her hands and pouring it on the flowers.

Feng Wujing: "..."

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Under Gu Langqing's miraculous glib tongue, Chen Yinyin let the two of them into the room, served tea on the table, and asked, "You two priests, are you here to see me?"

As soon as the words fell, she heard the young man in red reply with an uneasy expression: "Looking for your son."

The white-clothed immortal quickly interrupted: "Cough... Could you please tell me about your son's situation?"

In fact, Chen Yinyin had already expected what the two of them would do, she sighed, married her son to a daughter-in-law from a foreign country, and told the whole story about what happened the day after the marriage.

The process is exactly the same as that described by Zhou Daguan.

Chen Yinyin was touched by the scene, recalled the sad things again, and wept bitterly: "How could it be so unlucky... How could this matter be my family's A-Sheng's turn, what a crime!"

Also, accidents that happen from time to time without knowing the reason are indeed more unsatisfactory than accidents that know the reason.

Not every time in the village, accidents happen when they marry foreigners, people will hold such a little luck in their hearts... What if it is not me who has the accident?

Everyone believed they could be the lucky one.

Gu Langqing patiently listened to Chen Yinyin's crying, and went straight to the point: "Before your son married a girl from a foreign country, did your son have a private life with someone in the village?"

Chen Yinyin froze for a moment, and said with tears in her eyes: "Yes... A Sheng has a childhood sweetheart, but this is not a request from a high official! I think the high official's words are reasonable, so I tricked A Sheng into agreeing to this marriage. Born in the future..."

Speaking of this, Chen Yinyin suddenly thought that her son was no longer alive, and felt sad again.

While sobbing, she said, "Hey, if Ah Sheng hadn't listened to me...maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

really.

Gu Langqing understood in his heart that the people who had the accident all had someone they liked in their hearts, and this is the commonality.

And like A Rong and Zhou Dayuan, Zhou Dayuan didn't have a sweetheart before marrying A Rong, so nothing would happen.

After figuring this out, Gu Langqing's eyes moved slightly, leading the topic directly to the ultimate purpose of this trip.

"Your son's body is gone."

Boom!

The teacup in Chen Yinyin's hand shattered all over the place!

There are many expressions in her eyes, panic and surprise all over her face... What's more, it's panic.

Feng Wujing spoke in time, stopping Chen Yinyin's nonsense: "Where did you steal your son's body?"

Chen Yinyin was speechless, the young man in red seemed to be able to see through her inside and out, she was forced to remove all disguises in front of him, revealing her true colors.

Under Feng Wujing's continuous questioning, Chen Yinyin finally couldn't hide it, and painfully led the two of them to find Chen Asheng's body which was placed in the backyard.

Feng Wujing's mood improved somewhat because things went well, he followed behind Gu Langqing, his eyes turned to the corpse in the courtyard.

Feng Wujing narrowed his eyes, the corpse was intact, with both legs intact, lying quietly on the wooden board.

Chen Yinyin saw that Gu Langqing was about to step forward to remove the thin cloth covering those legs, and hurriedly ran to Chen Asheng to stop him, begging: "Don't, don't look."

Gu Langqing frowned slightly: "Why?"

Chen Yinyin said: "Do you know that there is a custom in the village - to chop off the legs of the deceased before burial?"

It is a custom, but this custom only started this year.

To be precise, it started after the accident in the village.

As lively as the wedding night, the atmosphere in the mansion will be so heavy the next day—anyone who sees a corpse with red make-up will be terrified.

And those corpses, apart from being all villagers, have other things in common.

——Their legs were covered with black curses from bottom to top.

Feng Wujing became interested when he heard those things cursing these evil sects. Regardless of Chen Yinyin's obstruction, he stepped forward and lifted the cloth covering Chen Asheng's legs.

I saw that the legs were covered with eerie black net marks——

The net marks are fine and deep, extending from the inner flesh and blood to the outer texture, blurring the flesh-colored skin, and the legs are swollen twice as thick as normal, in stark contrast to the skinny upper body.

Chen Yinyin yelled: "That's a curse from the evil god! Don't touch it!"

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Everyone, happy 520! !I love you all! !