The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Zhou Beinan fell into a coma for six days and did not wake up. During this time, Lu Yujiu stayed by his side with his clothes on and his eyes closed.

The only person who can meet ghost slaves is the ghost master, and Yuan Ruzhou can't heal Zhou Beinan, so Lu Yujiu takes care of all Zhou Beinan's injuries.

Although Xu Xingzhi was by his side, he couldn't help Lu Yujiu to share anything.

On the sixth day, Xu Xingzhi woke up and went to visit Zhou Beinan early in the morning. He happened to see Lu Yujiu take off the ghost mask that he had been wearing all year round and put it aside. He kept wiping his eyes, and his shoulders twitched up and down.

Xu Xingzhi fumbled on his body, found out a handkerchief that Yuan Ruzhou took to wash yesterday, folded a stack, and walked towards him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lu Yujiu hastily held up the half mask to cover her face before turning her head.

He swallowed several times with difficulty before swallowing his sobs: "...Brother Xu."

Xu Xingzhi said: "Don't cry, it hurts your eyes."

"I didn't cry." Lu Yujiu even managed to force a smile in order to show this.

Xu Xingzhi walked nearby and handed the handkerchief in his hand: "Okay, I didn't cry."

He sat down beside Lu Yujiu, his sitting posture was as unruly as ever, his left leg was crossed in front of him, his right leg was crossed, and his right elbow was pressed on his right knee. He looked at the sleeping Zhou Beinan, wondering what he was thinking.

Just as Lu Yujiu wanted to kneel up straight, Xu Xingzhi pressed his head a little arrogantly, and put the mask and his head together on his shoulder.He also purposely shortened his body a little to cater to Lu Yujiu's height.

Lu Yujiu was a little dazed, she rubbed against Xu Xingzhi's arms, her voice still had a strong nasal voice: "...Senior Brother Xu?"

Xu Xingzhi coughed lightly, put his wooden hands gently against his thick hair, and said close to his ear: "...no one can hear you. They are all asleep, cry if you want, Senior Brother Xu doesn't laugh at you. "

Lu Yujiu paused, grabbed Xu Xingzhi's front, and endured it for a long time before letting out a long, painful cry.

Dang-

Before Lu Yujiu had time, Dai Zheng's ghost face fell from his face to the ground.

Xu Xingzhi let him cry, and I don't know how long it took before the sobbing of the person in his arms gradually stopped.

Xu Xingzhi peeled off the glazed paper that had been hidden in the palm of his right hand from just now, took out something from it, and stuffed it into Lu Yujiu's mouth.

Lu Yujiu sucked it in for a while before he tasted the taste in his mouth: "...sugar?"

Xu Xingzhi responded: "...um."

A few days after Nanli's death, his ghost slaves also disbanded, and Tiger Leaping Stream became an empty valley of the dead.In order to find the key fragments that open the door to the wilderness, Zhou Wang and others searched all over the Tiger Leaping Stream, but they couldn't find where the key fragments were.

In the end, it was Xu Xingzhi who found the key fragments inlaid with stone pendants and made into ornaments in Ye Buyi's empty soul-locking jade pot.

Xu Xingzhi had read Ye Buyi's memories.

Back then, the reason why Nanli tricked Ye Buyi back was that there was a treasured place in Tiger Leaping Stream where he could bury his strange Taoist friend.

Xu Xingzhi felt weird at the time: it is barren and barren, there are almost no places where water and grass are luxuriant, and the nectar is bitter, so where does this so-called geomantic treasure come from?

After Nanli died, he deliberately went to the lake near the Tiger Leaping Stream to have a look, and found that the forest was deserted, the rabbits and mice were scurrying, the lake was dry, the pond was full of cracks, and the whole lake seemed to have been pumped out Like life, bleak like death.

However, he purposely tasted the pistils of a few wild flowers growing nearby, and found that they were actually a little sweet.This at least proves that this place was indeed rich before.

While reminiscing about sorting out Ye Buyi's memories, Xu Xingzhi noticed that the two of Nan Ye often played the game of throwing and picking objects in that lake.Once, the little Taoist Ye Buyi picked up a strange luminous fragment from the lake. Nanli didn't take it seriously, and made it into a treasure chain and gave it to Ye Buyi.

Ye Buyi liked that necklace very much, and he wore it every day, until the day he parted ways with Nanli, he took off the chain.

After Ye Buyi's death, Nanli put the necklace into the jade pot where Ye Buyi's remnant soul was locked, as a companion.

The key fragment is a spiritual thing, perhaps because it fell into the lake that year, it has raised such a paradise of water and soil; once the fragment is separated, this place will return to the bad land.

This speculation is relatively reasonable, but Xu Xingzhi faintly feels that something is unreasonable, but he can't tell where this feeling comes from.

He couldn't figure it out for a while, so Xu Xingzhi didn't continue to dig into the dead end, and he just kept this inexplicable doubt in his heart.

Before leaving Hutiaojian Dry Lake, Xu Xingzhi picked dozens of dying flowers nearby, drained the nectar, and made four nectar candies.

One was naturally for Meng Chongguang, two he gave to Qu Chi and Zhou Wang respectively, and he kept the other one in his bosom. Originally, he wanted to give it to Zhou Beinan when he woke up, but seeing Lu Yujiu so sad, Xu Xingzhi suddenly Relentless, he gave him the candy.

Xu Xingzhi asked: "Is it delicious?"

With sugar in his mouth, Lu Yujiu mumbled, "Senior Brother Qu, does he have one..."

When Xu Xingzhi mentioned this, he found it funny: "Last night I brought the candy back and gave it to Qu Chi. Who knew he would not be willing to eat it, and he would not even lick it, so he stuffed it into Tao Xian's mouth while he was sleeping. I almost choked Tao Xian."

When Xu Xingzhi talked about Qu Chi, his tone was naturally familiar, as if he was talking about an old friend for many years.

Lu Yujiu said softly, "Thank you Senior Brother Xu..."

"If you want to thank Senior Brother Xu, don't cry." Xu Xingzhi said, "Senior Brother Xu's underwear is all wet."

Embarrassed, Lu Yujiu quickly raised her face, and vigorously rubbed the wet lump on Xu Xingzhi's shoulder with the back of her hand.

When he realized that he forgot to wear a mask, he looked up in panic, only to see that Xu Xingzhi had already closed his eyes tightly before him.

He urged thoughtfully: "Put it on quickly. I don't see anything."

In Xu Xingzhi's imagination, Lu Yujiu must have encountered some unforeseen disaster that ruined his appearance, so he just put on such a bluffing mask as a cover.

Since Lu Yujiu didn't want others to see his face, why should he spy on him out of unnecessary curiosity?

After waiting for a while, he finally came to Lu Yujiu with a slightly crying voice: "Senior Brother Xu..."

Xu Xingzhi thought that Lu Yujiu had put on a mask, so he opened his eyes.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and only said the word "you", but he couldn't say anything else.

——Lu Yujiu didn't wear a mask.

However, under the ghost face is not the decayed and decayed scar in Xu Xingzhi's imagination, but a baby face that is too delicate and has no scars.

Lu Yujiu's eyes were very round, and when they swelled up from crying, they turned red and cute like little peaches. His face was white and soft, and he looked like a sad little squirrel who was robbed of chestnuts for the winter.

Xu Xingzhi came back to his senses: "...Is there any injury on your face?"

Lu Yujiu shook her head timidly.

Xu Xingzhi couldn't figure it out: "Then why wear a mask?"

Lu Yujiu pursed her lips, put on the mask again, and made a lot of determination, before she confessed her thoughts in front of Xu Xingzhi: "I have practiced in Qingliang Valley for these years. I have achieved some accomplishments in the way of understanding ghosts. After entering the wilderness, if I still adhere to the way of immortality, I am afraid that I will die without a place to die, so...so I abandoned the way of immortality and concentrated on studying the way of ghosts..."

When he said these words, his eyes dodged, with a hint of regret: "Later, I found the remnants of several senior brothers in Qingliang Valley.... Qingliang Valley has a very strict hierarchy, and I am low in seniority. Facing the brothers as a ghost cultivator, I simply picked up a piece of scrap iron, made it into this look, and put it on my face..."

Xu Xingzhi stroked his hair to appease him: "Does Zhou Beinan know?"

Lu Yujiu replied: "Zhou Beinan was the last ghost slave I took in. When he saw me, I already looked like this."

Xu Xingzhi was a little curious: "Why didn't you tell him? He's not from Qinglianggu."

"He..." Lu Yujiu's ears were burning red, "He always thought that my face was ruined by others, and he never allowed others to touch my mask. Once he returned it, he almost beat Ah Wang who came to take off my mask. His I am ashamed to tell him..."

Xu Xingzhi felt that Lu Yujiu's expression was a bit weird, and then thought about Zhou Beinan's protectiveness towards Lu Yujiu, plus the fact that he was forced to watch Nanye's erotic life a few days ago...

He understood clearly: "Oh. You two..."

He swallowed back the second half of the sentence, because Lu Yujiu only heard the first half of the sentence, and his face burned into a red bean bun: "No, no, really no!"

Xu Xingzhi didn't comment on Lu Yujiu's attitude that he didn't have 300 taels of silver here.

Mentioning Zhou Beinan, Lu Yujiu seemed to have endless words to say: "... When I picked him up back then, I hated him very much. Because he didn't remember how he died, he was suffocated and full of evil fire. Just send it to me, I annoy him so much that I don't even want him anymore."

Xu Xingzhi thought about the virtues of Zhou Beinan, the eldest son of a family, and felt that Lu Yujiu's annoyance was justified.

"...However, thinking that he is... gone, I am not so angry. Besides, the only one he can meet is me. If I ignore him again, he will be too sad."

That ghost face was really well done, forcibly distorting Lu Yujiu's gentle and soft tone to a point of horror.However, after seeing Lu Yujiu's true face, Xu Xingzhi would only imagine a little squirrel counting pine cones when he listened to him again.

... He seemed to understand why Lu Yujiu insisted on wearing a mask.

After all, Lu Yujiu's voice, appearance, and height didn't seem to be intimidating. Even when he was furious, he probably looked like a teenager playing with his temper.

"Later... I have been with him until now..."

Speaking of this, Lu Yujiu's tone trembled slightly: "But, I didn't, I couldn't protect him well... His eyes are my eyes. I could have seen Nanli coming, but I saw him find his own at that time." The corpse is really sad, I want to let him sit there alone..."

Speaking of this, Lu Yujiu sobbed sadly: "After so many years, I still can't protect anyone..."

Xu Xingzhi watched him quietly.

How many years have passed, and he is still the little ghost cultivator in the memory of the original owner who risked his life to save his peers. He is short, cries-loving but loyal.

Xu Xingzhi suddenly thought that when he saw Lu Yujiu for the first time a few days ago, he was standing on a high place, manipulating the talisman to attract souls and ghosts, and ghosts were born secretly, endlessly scrolling.

Later, the disciples of Fengshan came to attack the tower in order to get back the key, and Lu Yujiu was seriously injured because he was accidentally shot by an arrow while standing on a high place.

... He seems to like standing on high places very much, even if it means getting hurt.

Then, when he was casting spells and exercises, he took the risk of standing on a high place, probably in order not to make himself look so small and powerless.

——Just like the reason why he covered his own face with a ferocious ghost face.

Lu Yujiu wants to make himself stronger than before, but what frustrates him is that when things come to an end, he is still a good-for-nothing crybaby.

Xu Xingzhi was in a trance when he suddenly heard a slightly weak voice not far from him: "...Oh my god. I'm crying again."

Xu Xingzhi followed the prestige and saw that Zhou Beinan who was lying there had opened his eyes.

Lu Yujiu was stunned, and rushed up, pressing on Zhou Beinan's body.

The only thing the ghost slave can touch is the ghost master. Zhou Beinan blurted out a dirty word for the injury that touched his lute bone under this pressure: "Are you going to crush me to death?"

Lu Yujiu's movements suddenly slowed down, but she still threw herself on him and refused to get up. She bared her bright teeth like a civet cat, and said tearfully, "Who told you to use the forbidden spell on yourself? If not I canceled the spell in time, and you were completely taken away by the ghost! Did I allow you to use it?! Huh?"

Zhou Beinan kept complaining: "Wrong, wrong! I was wrong! Ancestor, can you get up?!"

Seeing this scene, it is not convenient for Xu Xingzhi to stay here.He retreated successfully and quietly walked out of the cave.

Lu Yujiu, who stayed in the cave, got up reluctantly, knelt and sat beside the bed, hesitated for a long time with her mouth puffed out, and then said to Zhou Beinan: "...I ate candy just now."

Zhou Beinan had just recovered from the pain, and his brain turned a little slower: "What do you mean?"

Lu Yujiu asked: "Do you want to eat?"

Before Zhou Beinan could speak, Lu Yujiu leaned down and pecked at Zhou Beinan's lips like a little mouse stealing food, and passed a mouthful of sweetness that hadn't completely melted.

He straightened up with a blushing face: "It's only a little bit, don't you think... um!!"

Zhou Beinan raised his uninjured left arm, supported the back of Lu Yujiu's head, and pushed Lu Yujiu down who had not fully straightened up: "...I didn't taste it just now. Come again."

Xu Xingzhi was thinking about something while playing with the folding fan.

Now, Meng Chongguang has obtained two key fragments. If the so-called "knowledge of the world" knows that he, the assassin, is not doing business, and helps Meng Chongguang and the others to run out, he will be terrified.

He walked out of the cave alone, just in time to meet Yuan Ruzhou who was coming towards him, and greeted her with a smile: "Ru Zhou."

Yuan Ruzhou saw him and nodded slightly: "Senior brother."

"Where is Zhongguang? Beinan woke up, and I happened to be looking for..."

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

Yuan Ruzhou looked at Xu Xingzhi, with some doubts in his tone: "...Brother?"

Xu Xingzhi turned around and looked into the cave, his eyes were full of inconceivable colors.

At that moment just now, he finally figured out what was so weird about Nanli.

——The fragments of the wild key are extremely precious treasures for anyone in the wild, but Nanli seems to have no idea from the beginning to the end that this fragment picked up by Ye Buyi is the key of the wild!

He not only decorated Ye Buyi with this gadget, but also let Ye Buyi, who has low spiritual power, walk around wearing it.

... Then, Nanli himself didn't know that this was the wild key, and how did the master who was captured by them know that Nanli had fragments of the wild key?

The shadows of the mountains are piled up, the sky rises above, and the strange cypress grows vertically. This scene, combined with the sudden erection of the wild tower, makes it even more desolate and extremely strange.

Several disciples in Qinglianggu uniforms pushed Wen Xuechen's wheelchair and stood in front of the tower.

Wen Xuechen's snow-capped hair fluttered in the wind. He faced the tower with a calm expression, but the two disciples who had been here before looked at the life-threatening star sand rolling all over the ground with lingering fear, and the two were fighting endlessly: "... Brother Wen, it's dangerous here, and they're not in the tower, do we still need to go in?"

Wen Xuechen gave the order succinctly: "Go in. There is still a person inside, I want to ask him something."

Since Wen Xuechen had given orders, the disciples dared not disobey, and they pushed the wheelchair over just now.

The star sand was ups and downs on the ground, ready to move, but the gossip roulette in Wen Xuechen's arms was full of light, forcibly suppressing the demonic power of the star sand.

The wheelchair moved forward smoothly, rolling on the ground, rustling.

When several disciples walked through here, they were covered in cold sweat.

The disciple who came last time wiped off his cold sweat and tried to talk to Wen Xuechen to distract from the tense atmosphere in front of him: "...Brother Wen's wheelchair is really well made, and the ground is stable. Since the first time I saw it more than ten years ago Brother Wen sat there all the time, so the quality is also top-notch. Which craftsman made this?"

Without raising her head, Wen Xuechen replied, "...Xu Xingzhi."

The author has something to say: the next chapter will book the childhood memories of Wen Baimao and his senior brother.

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