Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

On a quiet and secluded road, a group of people and horses were driving on the loess road, with a green-topped carriage with carved patterns at the forefront.

"Third Madam, look, in front of us... is our largest temple in Pingyang. People come and go every day, and there is constant incense." In the carriage, Madam Lou opened the bamboo curtain and pointed to the tall temple revealed in the distance, which was round and warm. Wan's face was filled with smiles.

"The one recommended by Madam... is of course the best." Following Madam Lou's line of sight, Shen Xixi looked at the scenery outside the car.

Green patches flashed before my eyes, and a layer of mist filled the mountains and forests. Under the cover of the jungle, a temple stood impressively.

Listening to Shen Xixi's gentle and sweet voice, Mrs. Lou withdrew her gaze and looked directly at Shen Xixi.

Sure enough, the reputation of being the most beautiful woman in the capital is well-deserved. Anyone who listens to this small voice will not feel numb!

She was gentle, quiet, and sincere in her treatment of others. When she heard that the Yuxi Temple was effective in praying for a child, she begged him to bring her here.

Thinking of the blushing and shy look on the third lady's face when she begged her, Mrs. Lou's eyes brought a hint of depth.

Mr. Fu came from a well-known family, had a tall and straight figure, and was extremely handsome in appearance.

Maybe, this is not an opportunity.

While the two were chatting, the carriage walked slowly into the entrance of Yuxi Temple and stopped under the steps.

"We're here." The car stopped, and Mrs. Lou got out of the car first, and then helped Shen Xixi's delicate hands to step out of the carriage.

Yuxi Temple is named after Yuxi Mountain, and the temple chief is an acquaintance of Mrs. Lou.

After leading Shen Xixi to the main hall to pay homage to Sanqing, Mrs. Lou was called away by the temple owner.

Afraid of neglecting Shen Xixi, Mrs. Lou waved to call the servant and took Shen Xixi to the Taoist temple's backyard to enjoy the flowers.

In the backyard of Yuxi Temple, hundreds of flowers bloom, and the scenery is pleasant. Many noble ladies and literati in Pingyang gather here to enjoy the flowers, compose poems, and cultivate their sentiments.

"You guys are tired after walking for a long time. Sit down and have a rest. Have a cup of tea. I'll go take a look at the crabapples over there. You don't have to follow me." After wandering for a while, seeing the sun getting bigger, Shen Xixi turned around to take a look. The four servants of the Lou family said softly.

Not far ahead is the pavilion prepared by the Taoist temple for pilgrims to rest, with tea, tea and pastries available.

"This..." Among the four, the slightly older servant looked at the exquisite refreshments in front of him, hesitation flashing in his eyes.

They had been walking outside the car since morning, and now their throats were so dry that they were about to burst into flames.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be back later." Seeing the worry in her eyes, Shen Xixi smiled knowingly.

Immediately summoned Fifteen to take four people to rest.

He took Twelve along the Moon Cave Gate to Haitang Garden.

"Master, the beggar you mentioned is in the back mountain." Twelve lowered his voice as he helped Shen Xixi walk on the bluestone of Haitang Garden.

"Yes." He responded and glanced back into the pavilion. He saw the servants of the Lou Mansion taking the tea in Shi Shi's hands and drinking it down in one gulp.

Shen Xixi's long eyelashes slowly lowered.

The mountain behind Yuxi Temple is deserted and filled with thick fog.

Shen Xixi's shoes stepped on the fallen leaves, making a slight "rustling" sound.

Following the long and narrow corridor, pushing aside the branches and leaves blocking his eyes, and following what Twelve said, Shen Xixi found a thick sycamore tree.

Under the tree, on a dilapidated straw mat, lay a dirty, unkempt, and slovenly man.

The man didn't know anything about her arrival. He lay on the straw mat and slept soundly with his head raised, snoring like thunder.

"..." Standing in the distance and staring at the man for a long time, Shen Xixi slowly walked to the man.

"Second uncle, it's me." Looking down at the man's sleeping face, Shen Xixi whispered softly with red lips.

Hearing this, the "beggar" lying on the ground ignored him and still slept soundly.

"Second uncle, sleep well, Xi'er... I won't disturb you." Seeing that Shen Yu ignored her, Shen Xixi said no more, took out an oil paper bag from her sleeve and placed it beside him, then turned and left.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, the eyelids of the man sleeping on the ground moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was a sweet smell in his nose. Following the scent, Shen Yu turned his head and looked to his side.

On the small square oil paper package, several pieces of lotus pastry pop up on it, with pink pastry petals and stamens made of egg yolk, which are lifelike.

After pondering for a long time, Shen Yu sat up, reached out, took one and put it into his mouth.

Crispy and soft, it tasted exactly the same as what he had eaten in his house before...

After returning to Haitang Garden, seeing that the servants of Lou Mansion had had enough rest, Shen Xixi immediately led everyone back to the main hall, met Mrs. Lou, and then returned.

In the following days, Shen Xixi would take people up the mountain every three days and visit Shen Yu every once in a while.

From time to time, he would bring Shen Yu good wine or snacks, but he wouldn't say much.

Over time, Fu Youxing caught Fu Youxing's attention and asked her why she often went up the mountain.

In this regard, Shen Xixi gave an explanation, saying that she saw that Fu Youxing was really working hard on weekdays and she could not help him much, so she could only pray for God's blessing.

After hearing the explanation, Fu Youxing was deeply moved, and looked at Shen Xixi with even more guilt.

That night, Fu Youxing once again ran away from his beloved wife due to busy work, and drove to a villa.

As soon as he entered the door, he slammed the tea set off the table.

"Third Master!" Seeing this, the boy beside him hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Fu Youxing's dim face.

Ever since the third master became ill, his temperament has become increasingly unstable.

"How?" His chest rose and fell violently several times. Fu Youxing sat on the chair and looked at the men beside him.

"Master Lou sent word that someone is on the mountain."

"Go to the mountain tomorrow." Rubbing the green finger on his thumb, Fu Youxing's eyes gradually darkened.

He raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky outside the window, then opened his thin lips and said, "Bring yesterday's cat."

Leaning lazily behind him, Fu Youxing exhaled a breath and his tone became lighter.

Upon hearing his words, his subordinates froze and immediately lowered their heads.

"Yes."

Before leaving, he looked back at Fu Youxing, who was still concentrating with his eyes closed, and sighed softly.

In the room, Shen Xixi leaned sideways on the bed, thinking about Yin Shuang, who had not received news for a long time, and felt uneasy in her heart.

Ever since the news of the death of the head of Jinguang Temple was brought to her, that girl had lost contact with him.

After that, all the letters she asked Fei Ge to send fell into the sea.

Logically speaking, the girl should have set out to come after receiving the letter to meet her.

But it has been almost a month since she arrived in Pingyang, but she has not received any news from Yin Shuang.

"Twelve..." Thinking of this, Shen Xixi raised her voice and called Twelve in from outside the door.

"Master Shen?" Hearing the call, Twelve pushed the door open and entered.

"Inquire about the Jinguang Temple."

This time, Shen Xixi only brought Twelve and Fifteen with her, while the others stayed in the Hou Mansion to take care of Qing Huan.

"Yes." After receiving the order, Twelve nodded in response.

Afterwards, seeing that Shen Xixi had no further instructions, she backed out of the room.

Thousands of miles away from Pingyang, in the capital, a simple and elegant mansion.

"Damn monk, let me out!"