Villains have special death skills

Chapter 201

He also elaborated on the fox Huang Jiulang, who had only practiced for a short period of time and was kind-hearted by nature. He was fooled by Su Shunqing that day and lived with a passing quack doctor. The "heartless" "coquettish" vixen who immediately finds a new love after death.

The quack doctor passing by is not an ordinary person, his name is Qi Yuan, he is an orthodox Maoshan disciple, he walks in the name of a quack doctor on weekdays, specializing in subduing demons and eliminating demons, fighting against injustice.

That day, he was summoned by Su Shunqing who looked like a ghost, and his brain was turned into a mess by her sweet words. He only understood that the scholar He Zixiao was ungrateful and loved Huang Jiulang's beauty. I have it myself, and because of the difference between human beings and monsters, and the two are both men, they do not conform to the Taoist yin and yang harmony when they walk in the clouds and rain.

The scholar fell in love with beauty and lost his life, leaving Huang Jiulang alone. The ghost messenger entrusted Jiulang to him to take good care of him.

The two got along for some time, and their relationship gradually rose.

This Qi Yuan has a good appearance, and he has a vast righteousness in his bones. He also has sword eyebrows and star eyes, broad shoulders and narrow waist. He is hard-working and warm-hearted. He was extremely enthusiastic, if Huang Jiulang hadn't often appeared in his life, maybe he would have been introduced to a good girl by a warm-hearted aunt.

On the day of He Zixiao's death, the two of them worked together to bury He Zixiao's body in a coffin. After finding a geomantic treasure near He Zixiao's study and making a simple tomb, Qi Yuan was left behind by Huang Jiulang. The study stayed.

On this day, Qi Yuan was drawing talismans in his study, and the unique breath of yellow talismans and cinnabar wafted in the air. Huang Jiulang was lying on the opposite side of the table where he was writing and drawing talismans, with his hands on his chin, staring at him with faintly bright eyes, seeing him Gathering energy and concentrating, he outlined a Taoist spell in one stroke, and couldn't help cheering and jumping for him in his heart.

This Maoshan faction is usually used to fighting against injustice, subduing demons and eliminating demons. This Huang Jiulang is a demon. Although he is a good demon, he has never harmed anyone in his life. go.

Fortunately, when Qi Yuan and Huang Jiulang met that day, Su Shunqing, the superficial ghost messenger, acted as a bridge. After hearing what the ghost messenger said, Qi Yuan became angry, grabbed Jiulang's hand without saying a word, and made an oath, To protect him for the rest of his life.

The silly Huang Jiulang was put into captivity by his Taoist disciple. At first, Qi Yuan was meticulous in his work. On weekdays, he never left his hand with mahogany swords and yellow talisman papers. He was an upright Taoist disciple, and Huang Jiulang, who had a gentle personality and swallowed his opinions I was terrified.

However, the two lived together for more than ten days. Huang Jiulang saw that Qi Yuan cared for him in every possible way, neither overstepping the rules nor doing him any harm. caught his attention.

Qi Yuan heard that his mother suffered from a heart disease and needed pills to heal it. These days, whenever he was free during the day, Qi Yuan went to the mountains to collect medicines, searched for medicines, and calmed down to refine medicines after finding medicines.

Huang Jiulang told him that the Xiantian pill could cure his mother's heart disease. He Zixiao asked the imperial physician to find the Xiantian pill before he succumbed to He Zixiao and stayed with him.

Dancheng, on the day when he handed Huang Jiulang the pill, Qi Yuan's expression was very serious. He stuffed several Xiantian pills to Huang Jiulang. Some small favors betrayed themselves, you know?"

At that time, Huang Jiulang nodded in a daze, his silly expression amused the serious Qi Yuan.

"Little dumb fox," I'm afraid I'll be cheated, and I need to count the money.

Qi Yuan was thinking at that time, He Zixiao is really not a good person, begging the young man to have a good time with him with the kindness of pills, it is shameless, it is a waste of money and he calls himself a scholar, he has eaten all the Confucianism of Confucius Was it fed to the dog?

"Jiulang—Jiulang—" He Zixiao pushed open the bamboo door of the study with Tai Shi's handsome and elegant appearance, alarming the two people in the study.

Qi Yuan frowned, his pen paused, the cinnabar pierced through the yellow paper, and a stroke was drawn into a spell. He dropped the pen, picked up the saber casually, and stood up to see who was coming.

"Qi Lang," Huang Jiulang called timidly.

Qi Yuan turned around and stroked the boy's soft temples. Seeing his big nimble eyes blinking watery, he couldn't bear to say, "Just wait here for me, I'll go and have a look and come back."

"Well, good." Huang Jiulang responded obediently.

He waited in the study for a long time, but he didn't see Qi Yuan coming back, and then he heard arguing. In fact, most of the voices were not Qi Yuan's voice, but a strange boy's voice. He kept yelling loudly, listen carefully He couldn't hear what he said, only his loud yelling.

Huang Jiulang was a little anxious, so he pushed open the door and ran out. As soon as he came out, a strange handsome man ran up and grabbed his hand. The man held his hand tightly, with a little force. Yue frowned.

"Let go of him, you hurt him." Qi Yuan shouted, his voice was as cold as ice scum.

It was the first time for Huang Jiulang to hear Qi Yuan treat someone coldly. On weekdays, he treats himself with a gentle voice, for fear of scaring himself. Today, I got angry with a stranger I didn't know.

Huang Jiulang shrugged his neck, and looked at Qi Yuan with watery almond eyes in fear.

"Jiulang, Jiulang, it's me, I'm Zixiao, He Zixiao." The man said anxiously, staring at Huang Jiulang without blinking, not letting go of his expression.

"Zi Xiao?!!" Huang Jiulang pulled his hand out of the man who claimed to be He Zixiao. Although his tone was unexpected, he didn't have much joy.

The resurrection of a dead person will bring any unexpected surprises to those who are still alive?
Qi Yuan just wanted to smile coldly, whether he was happy or not, his face was full of surprise.

Huang Jiulang led He Zixiao into the study, poured him hot tea, and the two talked affectionately, expressing the pain of missing each other and parting.

Most of Huang Jiulang smiled innocently. While Qi Yuan was sitting beside him, he didn't know how to explain the matter to He Zixiao. His... "future husband"?
Huang Jiulang was taken aback by his own thoughts, he glanced at Qi Yuan timidly, seeing Qi Yuan twitching the corner of his mouth, looking back at him dotingly as usual, he couldn't help grinning, revealing his sharp and thin face. Mi Ya.

Talking to Huang Jiulang, He Zixiao was so excited, he even forgot that there was a third person on the spot, but the words of courtship had already blurted out, his face flashed annoyance, he regretted his recklessness, after all, here There was one other person, a stranger who showed hostility toward him.

It was the first time for Huang Jiulang to see Qi Yuan's saber unsheathed with the sonorous and crisp sound of the sword. He usually held a mahogany sword in his hand, and did not use his cold saber.

The body of the sword is carved with complicated patterns, the scabbard is equipped with ears of wheat, and the hilt is engraved with the name of Maoshan Qiyuan.

"You are not worthy—" Qi Yuan squeezed out the words coldly from between his teeth. He Zixiao's cold sword rested on He Zixiao's neck. With just a shake of his hand, He Zixiao would return to the underworld again.

(End of this chapter)