The conditions for the rich young master are the same as what Yu Wei told the abbot.

It's just that in the background given by the abbot, the rich man's face is always blurry.

Thinking about the problem from a narcissistic perspective, Yu Wei had every reason to suspect that the abbot didn't know what kind of face a man who was more beautiful than her should look like.

Time passed little by little, and there were many women watching the excitement and maids coming and going in the wedding room.

There were jokes, congratulations, and some kind care.

Apart from anything else, from these aspects alone, the pervert, the abbot, is quite meticulous.

Soon, the groom came in after nightfall. Because Yu Wei drank the Mingshen Talisman Water, he could see clearly the appearance of the groom.

It was a face as ordinary as the abbot's.

Spicy eyes.

The groom waved his hand, and a room full of serving maids and ladies filed out.

"Miss."

Yu Wei lowered his head shyly.

The groom, who smelled of alcohol, moved to sit next to Yu Wei, with a greasy smile on his face.

Just when his hand was about to touch Yu Wei's thigh, Yu Wei couldn't bear it anymore, and a piece of talisman was pasted on the abbot's chest.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, then twisted his face and struggled. Seeing the cinnabar on the talisman paper dissipating little by little, Yu Wei hurriedly took out a few more talisman papers from his arms and pasted them on.

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up.

After struggling for a while, the abbot finally stopped moving. He closed his eyes and fell into the illusion he created.

Yu Wei slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

This old man disgusted her to death.

In order to prevent the abbot from discovering anything, Yu Wei rolled up the talisman piece by piece and stuffed it into the magic weapon Xu Ying gave her, and then carried it close to her body.

She was fully prepared, but it would be unjustifiable if she was still taken advantage of.

Seeing the obscene and greasy smile on the abbot's ordinary face, I knew what this guy was doing without even thinking.

If it weren't for the pain that would wake him up, Yu Wei would have wanted to take a pair of scissors and cut off this man's penis.

The top priority is not the abbot, but the demon monk.

From the initial worship to the God of Wealth, to the subsequent anger, to the final worship of Guanyin and asking for fortune, all in order to get closer to the weasel.

The lottery tickets at White Horse Temple are all cursed by the weasel, and they cannot be taken off if they stick on them.

It is equivalent to being locked directly.

However, there are still distance restrictions, so the identity of Hongshang creates a sense of urgency for them.

In addition, seeking wealth and seeking marriage are double baffs. The demon monk weaves the illusion based on the fortune-telling signature. If it is just a simple quest for wealth, then it is only for Ah Jiu.

The Weasel can solve the problem at any time, create an illusion to convince Ah Jiu of the White Horse Temple, and then let Ah Jiu continue to contribute a lot of sesame oil money.

But coupled with the pursuit of marriage, this is different. With the weasel's magic power, it is impossible to weave dreams for two people at the same time from a long distance.

So do you want wealth or sex?

Only children make choices, of course adults want them all!

Just in case, Yu Wei added anger points. If you want to have both wealth and wealth, you have to take a nap. Sorry, bosses and employees who fish at work are not good examples. How can Yu Wei condone such a thing? occur!

The place where they are now is the abbot's Zen room, and the demon monk is locked under this Zen room.

This is the closest place to the demon monk.

Ah Jiu should have been waiting for her outside if nothing else happened.

After she dealt with the abbot, her next step was of course to go straight to the demon monk.

He immediately used the talisman to escape from the illusion.

As soon as she came out, she saw Ah Jiu standing next to her and guarding her.

Yu Wei got up from the ground with a blank expression. This damn child actually let her lie on the ground like this!

The time in the illusion is synchronized with the time outside, so how long she stayed in it was how long she lay on the floor...

She glanced at Ah Jiu rather resentfully, and immediately received Ah Jiu's concern: "What do you think, madam? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Yu Weixi counted in detail: "I have soreness in my back, leg cramps, and I feel a little light-headed."

Ah Jiu was angry: "Did that guy do something to Madam?"

Yu Wei sighed: "Ah Jiu, madam, I am just an ordinary person. I have been lying on the floor for two hours in the cold weather. How do you think I feel?"

After saying that, she sneezed. Ordinary people couldn't afford it. She would catch a cold tomorrow.

Ah Jiu looked guilty and blamed herself: "It's all my subordinates' fault."

Yu Wei waved her hand and walked straight to the couch in the Zen room.

After groping around the bed for a while, he found a loose wooden board. Yu Wei pressed it in and the entire bed moved backwards, revealing a dark secret passage.

Ah Jiu watched without blinking. He didn't know where Madam knew all these things, but thinking of what happened before, he didn't ask even though he felt a little lonely.

They walked in front holding candles, followed by Yu Wei. Not far into the secret passage, they saw a shirtless man tied to an empty altar in front of them.

A round head like a big braised egg, a lean but textured upper body, and a pair of legs that are still slender even though they are half-kneeling.

The man's limbs were tied with chains, and there was a lute piercing his back.

Despite the tragic situation, the skin was quite handsome.

Yu Wei thought again of the abbot's plain face, which was simply too willful. With such a good reference in front of him, why couldn't he just be accommodating if he had already entered a fantasy world?

Needless to say, the bald man in front of me is the body of a weasel.

The closer Yu Wei got to the weasel, the more obvious the feeling of the positive and negative poles of a magnet attracting each other became.

Of course, it's not like they're really sucked together.

It's just a feeling that I can't describe but is very similar to.

Yu Wei guessed that this was probably the mutual feeling between demons and demons.

It's just like the principle among human beings that fellow villagers meet fellow villagers.

The weasel was a little shocked when he saw the visitor, and then he looked at Yu Wei and his eyes widened.

Yu Wei saw preparedness, struggle, surprise and hope in those eyes.

It's complicated.

Thinking about my half-demon physique, I can figure it out again.

This weasel most likely thought that it had met a similar species and had hope of being saved, but it didn't know what their relationship was with the abbot.

"who are you?"

Well, the voice is clear and hoarse, which is also nice to hear.

If this thing is placed in the Nanfeng Pavilion, there will be nothing wrong with Huarong.

Yu Wei gathered his thoughts and said in a condescending tone: "I will rescue you and give you food and clothing. From now on, you will be used by me."

It's not a discussion, there's no choice, it's a tough-to-the-end attitude.

Yu Wei was not as polite to the weasel as he was to Hua Rong and others.

Although they may be the same kind, in the final analysis, Yu Weida still recognizes that he is an individual in his heart.

After all, the odds are [-]-[-] between a transvestite and a transvestite.

Moreover, the characteristic of weasels is that they are cunning and cunning, and human restraint has no effect on them.

Yu Wei must not let this guy realize that he is easy to talk and can ask for conditions, otherwise this guy will definitely get along!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like