Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Should the gray wolf's body be buried in the mountains?

When the gray wolf's soul went away with the black and white impermanence and was no longer visible, Feng Rugui picked up the corpse from the bed and went to the mountain.

Along the way, there were many side-eyed people, many of whom were former believers of the Living Bodhisattva, but they didn't know that the one in Feng Rugui's arms was the Living Bodhisattva they had devoutly believed in, just because he was holding a living Bodhisattva. Curious and frightened by the wolf corpse.

Feng Rugui walked straight forward, not paying attention to anyone.

The mountain outside the Bodhisattva City is not high, but the scenery is beautiful. Neither he nor Jiang Wuqi knew where Gray Wolf was usually hiding, so they buried him in a place with excellent geomantic omen.

After burying Gray Wolf, Feng Rugui felt a little tired, so Jiang Wuqi carried him to the stream and washed his hands.

He leaned against Jiang Wuqi's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I wonder if he might get his wish?"

Jiang Wuqi said firmly, "He will definitely get what he wants."

"En." Feng Rugui was speechless for a while, and closed his eyes, absorbing the warmth from Jiang Wuqi's body.

For Feng Rugui's sake, Jiang Wuqi washed his ten fingers and wiped them dry with a handkerchief, before he put Feng Rugui into his arms.

Not long after, dark clouds suddenly descended from the otherwise clear sky, and spring thunder rang out.

Jiang Wuqi hurriedly picked up Feng Rugui, and entered a cave in a random manner. This cave was very deep, and it looked like any other cave from the outside, but the inside was very clean and tidy. There was a desk and a bed on the rock wall Hanging on the wall is a portrait of a gentle woman with a wolf cub lying on her feet. There are some painting tools and painting tubes piled up on the desk.

After Feng Rugui was put down by Jiang Wuqi, he casually picked up a painting tube, pulled out the painting scroll hidden inside, opened it, and saw that it was also a girl and a wolf cub.

——This cave must be owned by Gray Wolf, and the one in the painting is Gray Wolf and his mother.

Gray Wolf once said that he didn't seem to remember his mother's appearance, so he drew so many pictures, was it to remember his mother's appearance?

Feng Rugui used to respect and love his mother very much, and thought that she loved him very much. Unfortunately, it turned out that his mother did not love him at all. What his mother loved was wealth and status. He was just a tool for his mother to obtain wealth and status. .

Gray Wolf missed his mother like this, and lost hundreds, even thousands of years of life for her. His mother must have loved him very much when she was alive, right?

completely different from myself.

Feng Rugui immediately felt envious, put the scroll in his hand back into the painting tube, put the painting tube back on the desk, and threw himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms.

As long as Jiang Wuqi is here, he is no longer the second son who drowned in the lake alone.

After the spring thunder passed, there was a sudden storm outside, and he subconsciously shrank into Jiang Wuqi's arms.

Without saying a word, Jiang Wuqi squeezed Feng Rugui closer, so tight that he wanted to embed Feng Rugui in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe out.

Feng Rugui also felt uncomfortable, but he didn't protest, but obediently let Jiang Wuqi hold him.

He could feel Jiang Wuqi's body temperature, the beating frequency of Jiang Wuqi's heart, and even the speed of blood flowing in Jiang Wuqi's blood vessels, all of which made him extremely at ease.

This is his Jiang Wuqi, the Jiang Wuqi who has no lies in front of him, the Jiang Wuqi who indulges him in every possible way, the Jiang Wuqi who is all for him, and the Jiang Wuqi who is determined not to leave him.

The violent storm stopped after only a cup of tea, and there were beetles hanging in the sky at the beginning of the rain.

Jiang Wuqi released Feng Rugui a little, kissed Feng Rugui's lips lightly, and said softly: "Let's go explore Yunshan now."

Exploring Yunshan...

Feng Rugui couldn't control himself, his heart was beating like a drum, and when he collected his mind, he stared at Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and said tremblingly, "All right."

Tanyun Mountain is located forty miles west of Bodhisattva City. When they arrived at Tanyun Mountain, it was nearly dusk.

Feng Rugui stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the top of the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, feeling uneasy.

If Daoist Daigo doesn't allow Jiang Wuqi to return to vulgarity, what should he do?

As he was thinking like this, Jiang Wuqi took his hand and heard Jiang Wuqi say: "If you want to go home, let's go up the mountain."

Jiang Wuqi sensed Feng Rugui's nervousness from the clasped hands, so he leaned his head and kissed Feng Rugui's temples, and said earnestly: "The poor Taoist is happy with you, and wants to return to vulgar life for you and marry you, regardless of master Whether you agree or not, you can't change Pindao's mind."

Feng Rugui trembled all over, before he nodded and said: "I believe you."

The two of them didn't use their body skills, and went up to Tanyun Mountain step by step.

Jiang Wuqi's master, Daoist Daihu, disdains worldly fame and wealth, and doesn't even bother to acquire the name of the sect. He and his disciples rarely walk around in the world, so people in the world have no way of knowing that there is an unnamed sect on the top of Tanyun Mountain, and their reputation is naturally not obvious.

——Jiang Wuqi walked outside, and never reported his teacher's family and background.

When the two of them reached the top of the mountain, the night was already very thick.

There were no guards on the left and right sides of the gate, and after walking a little further, a young Taoist in a Taoist robe came forward and said, "Brother, you are back, Master is thinking of you."

Jiang Wuqi had no time to greet him, and asked bluntly, "Where is Master?"

The young Taoist replied, "Master is drinking tea in the backyard."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuqi took Feng Rugui's hand and went to the backyard.

The two of them hadn't approached the backyard when, for no apparent reason, there was a majestic palm wind that slashed straight at Jiang Wuqi's face. Feng Rugui didn't even think about it, he shielded Jiang Wuqi with his body, raised his palm to resist, and stepped down. For a moment, Jiang Wuqi pushed him away and turned to protect him, and he turned around to protect Jiang Wuqi again, but the strange thing was that the palm wind had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

Jiang Wuqi put Fengru in his arms to protect him, and said respectfully, "Master."

No wonder the palm style is so powerful, and it can be retracted freely. It turned out to be the handwriting of Daoist Daigo.

Daoist Daigo is a Sanxian, whose strength is unfathomable. Feng Rugui, who is full of blood and can eat enough human flesh, can reluctantly fight with him.

According to the script, Feng Rugui died at the hands of Taoist Daigo.

"Come here." Daigo Taoist clearly didn't use too much tone, but it was thunderous.

Jiang Wuqi was still holding Feng Rugui's hand, the two of them walked to the courtyard, and saw a kind-hearted Taoist with white beard and white hair drinking tea in the pavilion, judging by the aroma of the tea, what he was drinking should be Junshan Silver Needle.

Taoist Daigo put down the teacup unhurriedly and looked at the two of them, making Feng Rugui feel uncomfortable.

Taoist Daigo withdrew his gaze, and said kindly, "Wuqi, do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Wuqi let go of Feng Rugui's hand, knelt down on the ground, and said solemnly: "The person next to you is called Feng Rugui, that is the thousand-year-old evil spirit Feng Rugui on the ghost mountain in Fengdu. I am pleased with him and want to You have to return to the vulgar world, marry him, and hope the master will fulfill you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wuqi nodded his forehead to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Rugui also knelt down and touched his forehead to the ground.

Taoist Daihu sighed and asked: "You could have become a fairy within a hundred years, but he has committed a lot of crimes. I'm afraid there is no hope of becoming a fairy. If you marry him, you have to accompany him in the mortal world. You can think clearly ?”

Jiang Wuqi replied without hesitation: "To Tuer, becoming an immortal is far less important than him."

"Get up first." Daoist Daigo knew Jiang Wuqi's temperament well. When he saw Jiang Wuqi's eyes looking at Feng Rugui and his various behaviors, he knew that Jiang Wuqi would definitely not change his mind. The grown-up master, he still had to warn Jiang Wuqi, since Jiang Wuqi didn't listen, he just let it go.

He was a little surprised when he heard about Jiang Wuqi's broken sleeve suddenly, but he had no prejudice against it, since the love is deep, why should he care about whether it is a man or a woman.

Although Feng Rugui in front of him is a thousand-year-old evil spirit, it seems that he has not been stained with human blood for a long time, and has committed murders. Jiang Wuqi is quite principled, if this Feng Rugui kills people like hemp, he will not be tempted.

Besides, he had tried Feng Rugui just now, knowing that Feng Rugui would protect Jiang Wuqi with his body, he felt relieved.

Feng Rugui's whole body was tense and he couldn't relax. After standing up, he didn't know how to move.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Daoist Daigo for a moment. When he was young, he heard Daoist Daigo say again: "You two come over and drink tea with the old Taoist."

When the two of them arrived at the stone table, Daoist Daigo flicked his clothes and conjured up two teacups, and poured them for the two of them with his own hands.

Feng Rugui felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and was afraid that the Taoist would embarrass him, so that he couldn't even hold the teacup firmly, and a little tea splashed out.

He was immediately embarrassed, Jiang Wuqi was always paying attention to his movements, seeing this, kissed the back of his hand, took out the handkerchief, and wiped away the wetness from his fingertips.

Having Jiang Wuqi kiss the back of his hand in front of Daoist Daigo, Feng Rugui was so shocked that he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

Seeing Feng Rugui's hands trembling, Jiang Wuqi took the teacup out of Feng Rugui's hands and placed it safely on the stone table.

During this period, Daoist Daigo drank tea by himself without making a sound.

Feng Rugui couldn't stop the trembling of his hands, so he had to grab the fabric of Jiang Wuqi's waist to relieve his anxiety.

Jiang Wuqi stretched out his arms to wrap around Feng Rugui's waist, and made Feng Rugui bury his head in his heart, and gently stroked Feng Rugui's back, comforting him: "It's nothing, you don't have to be afraid."

"I..." Feng Rugui tried hard to calm down, he wanted to behave better in front of Daoist Daigo to gain his approval, but he couldn't do anything well, he cared too much about Jiang Wuqi and Daigo The Taoist's attitude towards the marriage of the two of them suddenly panicked like a child who knows nothing.

He took a deep breath, and then sat up straight, facing Taoist Daigo: "I am happy in Wuqi, and I hope the Taoist priest will complete it."

Taoist Daigo slowly drank a cup of Junshan Silver Needle in his hand, and then said: "Wuqi, as if returning home, I wish you a happy union for a hundred years, and the harps and zithers sing in harmony."

Hearing Taoist Daihu call himself "Rugui", Feng Rugui couldn't help being stunned, and tears burst into his eyes when he heard the following words.

He was able to marry Jiang Wuqi...

Together with Feng Rugui, Jiang Wuqi kowtowed three times to Taoist Daigo, and then Jiang Wuqi helped Feng Rugui up, and kissed Feng Rugui's forehead distressedly.

After these three rings, Jiang Wuqi is considered to have returned to vulgarity. He can eat meat and meat, and get married, without being bound by the rules and regulations.

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Note:

Candy is a rainbow. In fact, the ancients either thought that the rainbow was a harbinger of disaster, or that the rainbow was a monster that could absorb water... Anyway, it is not a good thing.