The villain holds on to the script

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

The sky was filled with white light that was pouring down, and it had an aura that wished it could submerge and devour the entire old city and village.The snow accumulated on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and when you step on it, it reaches your ankles, making a "crunching" sound.

windy.

The curtains in the house are always blown open, and the cold air sneaks in through the cracks, carrying the snowflakes, making the house not only not warm, but also a little chilly.

Uncle Zhao and Lao Lin kept kneeling on the ground.

The floor was very cold, and as time went on, my knees ached.

At first, Uncle Zhao was still crying and avenging the three dead people, and the words he told back and forth were nothing more than the words "I just want to get a wife", "I just want to have children", and even quoted some stories often told in the storybook , such as stealing the fairy's clothes to keep the fairy, or using some tricks to love the fairy.

These stories all have happy endings at the end.

When the fairy was forced to stay at first, she was inevitably unhappy, but she was gradually influenced by the hero's diligence and bravery, and she sincerely stayed in the village. Her belly grew bigger day by day, and she gave birth to children one after another. Completely captured by the "sweet words", she forgot about heaven and was willing to stay by her husband's side.

Uncle Zhao told these stories very plausibly.

The implication is that Shi Yu is compared to the "fairy" in the storybook, Xu Yi is compared to the "gentleman" in the storybook, and Gu Yunchuan, who suddenly appears, is the "evil man" who beats the mandarin ducks.

He spoke until his mouth was dry, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and his voice was hoarse from crying. The three immortals in the room still remained silent.

Uncle Zhao is old, and most of his body bones are buried in the ground and cannot withstand such torture.He frowned, endured the pain and moved slightly, with his head lowered, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the silent immortals.

Lao Lin, who was kneeling beside him, was timid. He didn't dare to express his anger during the whole process, and he couldn't say a few sharp words.Uncle Zhao looked at Lao Lin with a look of hatred and hatred. His eyes were filled with anger, and he cursed silently: "Coward."

Lao Lin was not annoyed, he just lowered his eyes and knelt down obediently.

He's here to cook.

I have some friendship with Cuilin and Lao Xu, and I do feel resentful about this incident - how can a majestic heavenly immortal kill people at will?How can you kill innocent creatures?

But no matter how angry he is, he still remembers his identity.

Who is he who goes to the immortal to question and complain?

In front of the immortals, he is just fish on the chopping board or a fat pig in the slaughterhouse. Whether he is alive or dead, killed or chopped up, is it just a matter of words from the immortals?

The main room fell silent for a while.

Kneeling should be done without moving or making a sound, and sitting down to rest should be done without saying a word.If the eyelids didn't blink from time to time and the curtains were blown by the wind from time to time, the people in this room would really look like a painting.

a long time.

Gu Yunchuan asked: "The boat is in ruins and cannot be recovered if it is overturned. It is difficult for the dead to come back to life. Besides, I have completely destroyed their souls, so I cannot bring them back to life."

His voice was like the falling snow outside, with a coldness, but it was light and soft. It didn't sound like an accusation, but rather like a deliberate discussion, "Why don't you tell me how to deal with this matter. "

Uncle Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, rolled his eyes and climbed up to Gu Yunchuan diligently. He raised his head and smiled: "According to me, let Immortal Xiaoyu stay in the village."

"In Laocheng Village, there is not only Xu Yi, a single man, but also Cuilin, a woman who is worried about her son's marriage. Even if those women have high vision and think that no girl in the world is worthy of their son, Xiaoyu Immortal is a god in the sky. Yeah! I can match it. As for the dead Cuilin, Lao Xu and Xu Yi..."

"People cannot be resurrected after death. I understand the truth, and other villagers can understand it too."

"After all, I haven't discussed this matter with you and Immortal Xiaoyu yet. You accidentally killed someone on impulse. It's excusable. Place them properly... By the way, there is a good place halfway up the back mountain. I'll pay for it myself. Burying them all can be regarded as compensation for them."

The more Uncle Zhao talked, the happier he became and kept grinning.

Gu Yunchuan said slowly: "If the villagers know that the immortal kills people, will they still tolerate the immortal Xiaoyu staying in the village?"

"You can't tell them the truth. Just tell them a lie... Just say that Chu Mei is back again and blame Chu Mei for it. Several women in the village are waiting to find wives for their sons. As for the grandson, they will definitely be attracted by Immortal Xiaoyu’s appearance and figure at first sight.”

Uncle Zhao chuckled and rubbed his hands.

"Allowing Immortal Xiaoyu to stay is also to prevent monsters from appearing and massacring villagers in the future. After all, Xiaoyu is an immortal and can always protect the old city and village."

The safety of the village was protected again.

It also solved the worries of the women in the village.

Best of both worlds!

Moreover, this Immortal Xiao Yu looked gentle and soft-spoken, and was not at all like the one sitting in front of her - she didn't look like someone who was easy to get along with.

Seeing the person nod, Uncle Zhao was overjoyed: "So...you agree?"

Gu Yunchuan sneered: "The traitor will never die."

Uncle Zhao was startled, with a vague premonition in his heart.

He swallowed in fear, his body shivering uncontrollably from the sudden and biting chill.He put his hands on the ground, not daring to stand up straight, and carefully returned to his original position.

Although Old Lin is timid and cowardly, he has a better mind after all. When this situation is not good, maybe Old Lin will have any ideas or methods to resolve it.

He turned his head, raised his eyes, and when he saw the person next to him, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Ahhh!"

Why did Lao Lin become like this!

Bleeding from all orifices and ulcers all over the body!

There was no scratch on his body!

Especially the neck.

The blue-purple stripes spread like poisonous snakes, and wherever they go, the skin is torn and the flesh is bloody!

"Old Lin..."

Uncle Zhao murmured in fear. Then he realized something was wrong. He stood up and wanted to run away. Before he could stand up straight, there was a gust of wind blowing from outside. The wind was mixed with a powerful and irresistible force. He was attracted by this force. Hit the wall hard.

This is not over yet.

Threads of silver thread stuck to his limbs like a spider web, fixing him.

The sitting man who had not moved for a long time stood up, looked at him with a smile on his lips, and said two words lightly: "Want to run?"

"No, no..." Uncle Zhao smiled flatteringly, "I just want to go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat so that I can bring it to you to try... Immortal, you have misunderstood me..."

"Misunderstand?"

Gu Yunchuan raised his eyebrows, turned his fingertips, and saw a flying knife floating in the air, with the tip pointed at Uncle Zhao on the wall.

Uncle Zhao was so frightened that his legs trembled.

One couldn't hold back.

There was an unpleasant smell of urine filling the room.