Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui pursed his lips and smiled lowly, with an indescribable tenderness in his heart, his hands hidden on the back of Jiang Wuqi's neck were sometimes tangled together, and sometimes loosened, rubbing against Jiang Wuqi's shoulder bones intentionally or unintentionally.

The sea of ​​blood below became even more turbulent, the waves rushed to the sky with the muddy meat and the bones of the hands and fingers.

For a moment, the originally dim and dark sky was smudged into a bloody color, like extremely gorgeous fire clouds, burning the sky to scalding hot.

Jiang Wuqi thought about what to do, but strangely saw a wormwood growing on the cliff, swaying under the washing of blood.

Absinthe wormwood grows in the sun, is emerald green, has a strong aroma, a slightly spicy taste, and has hallucinogenic properties.

He and Feng Rugui will fall into a hallucination, unable to escape, and nine out of ten have something to do with this wormwood.

Then he leaned into Feng Rugui's ear and said, "Absinthe wormwood grows on that cliff just now?"

Feng Rugui was still intoxicated in the false life, heard the words, concentrated his mind, pondered for a while, and replied: "There is no wormwood on the cliff."

Jiang Wuqi guessed: "Perhaps we are trapped in a ecstasy formation, and the wormwood is the eye of the formation. If we destroy the eye, we will be able to get out of the ecstasy formation."

Feng Rugui suppressed the thoughts in his heart to the bottom of his heart, and said solemnly: "Or maybe this wormwood is to lure you and me into being fooled. If we destroy this wormwood, we will fall into a more terrifying illusion."

"But we can't be trapped here forever..." Jiang Wuqi was afraid that he would make a mistake in his judgment, which would drag Feng Rugui into trouble, and he pondered for a moment, "Let's stop in silence and see how powerful this illusion can be."

Feng Rugui sneered and said, "Master Dao, are you afraid? There must be a reason for the sudden appearance of the wormwood. No matter if the wormwood is destroyed, this place will be the original haunted house, or there will be mountains of swords and seas of fire." , I have to give it a try, I don’t want to be trapped here.”

He didn't mean what he said, as long as he is here, there will be no Miss Liu, Jiang Wuqi can be monopolized by him, even if there is an endless sea of ​​blood and an abyss, he feels that it is better than thousands of scenes in the world.

But he was determined not to trap Jiang Wuqi here for life with his own selfishness.

Thinking of this, he suddenly pushed Jiang Wuqi away, flew out of Jiang Wuqi's arms, and went straight to the wormwood.

However, before he could take ten steps, a shocking wave slammed towards him. He was caught off guard, and his face was covered in blood, which slowly dripped down. He looked as if he was shedding tears of blood. And weird.

Jiang Wuqi stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to stroke Feng Rugui's cheeks, but saw that the flesh and flesh on Feng Rugui's face fell off piece by piece, until finally the white skull was exposed.

"Feng Rugui..." Jiang Wuqi clearly knew that this was caused by an illusion, but his heart stopped suddenly, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a thorn. After a while, he regained his breath and stared at Feng Ru without hesitation. Return to the head that has been completely ossified.

But the illusion that appeared before Feng Rugui's eyes was that after Jiang Wuqi brushed his cheeks with his fingers, the fingers were rotten from the fingertips, and then the bones of both hands were no longer covered by skin and flesh, and the blue-colored sleeves were branching out.

Feng Rugui instinctively filled his eyes with water, took a breath, and said: "Everything in this illusion is an illusion and has nothing to do with reality. As long as we can break this illusion, everything in front of us will disappear. Jiang Wuqi, am I right?"

"You're right." Jiang Wuqi stroked Feng Rugui's forehead, "We must leave this illusion quickly."

While the two of them were talking, the sea of ​​blood around them suddenly rose and surrounded the two of them.

Feng Rugui looked around, looked at Jiang Wuqi apologetically, and said, "I haven't had that addiction yet, but my current internal energy is not enough to deal with this sea of ​​blood, let alone destroy that wormwood, Jiang Wuqi, you Can I drink some blood?"

"It's okay." Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand towards Feng Rugui, and touched Feng Rugui's lips with his fingertips.

But Feng Rugui shook his head and said: "In my eyes, your hands have no flesh, no blood, only a pair of hand bones."

But it turned out that the illusions that the two had had were different, but Feng Rugui should be as if he could not feel that his hands had turned into bones, nor could he feel that his shoulders were covered with bones.

That's it.

Jiang Wuqi was afraid that Feng Rugui would panic, so he didn't tell him what he saw, but said softly: "Then you can smoke from wherever you want."

"Sorry, it will hurt. I need to suck more this time to break through this sea of ​​blood." Feng Rugui hugged Jiang Wuqi, opened his mouth and bit Jiang Wuqi's side neck, and gently grinded it a few times with the tip of his teeth , just bit the flexible skin, and began to suck blood from it. Jiang Wuqi's blood was sweet and delicious, overflowing into his mouth, sliding down his throat, and sinking into his stomach. For example, when he was still the second son, in winter, he would sit in front of a stone bench in the garden, drinking warmed plum wine while eating the lamb leg that had just been roasted.

He fell into a trance unconsciously, and took another sip for a while before he came back to his senses, buried his head in Jiang Wuqi's arms, and tried hard to subdue the rushing internal energy.

Jiang Wuqi is a body of pure yang, but he is a body of pure yin, yin and yang repel each other, this blood is full of yang energy, unless he and Jiang Wuqi double cultivate, he can easily tame Jiang Wuqi's blood and use it for his own use.

But he and Jiang Wuqi had never had any affair, if he only sucked some Jiang Wuqi's blood, it would be easy, but it would be extremely difficult to suck a lot of Jiang Wuqi's blood without causing the yang energy in it to backfire.

Not long ago, Jiang Wuqi suffered heavy injuries to protect his right arm, bloody and bloody. He licked that right arm, and the blood on that right arm was probably residual blood. Subdue in the dantian, but now what he speaks is the blood, it is even more difficult to subdue.

Jiang Wuqi put one hand on the back of Feng Rugui's kowtowing head, and the other hand held on to the whisk, resisting the bloody waves that were about to move over.

This huge wave is full of ghost energy, and Jiang Wuqi is far inferior to Feng Rugui, who has been a thousand-year-old evil spirit, in suppressing ghost energy, so he agrees to have Feng Rugui suck his blood, and then break through the sea of ​​blood.

He firmly believed that Feng Rugui did what he said, as long as he drank his blood, he would be able to break through the sea of ​​blood.

Right now Feng Rugui is in his arms, trying his best to regulate his internal breath, even if he risked his life, he must protect Feng Rugui and never let Feng Rugui be defenseless because he trusted him No damage at all.

The huge waves were split by Jiang Wuqi one by one, unable to get close, so he stared at the surroundings.

It took about a cup of tea before Feng Rugui managed to subdue his inner breath. He let go of Jiang Wuqi, wrapped his hands around the red silk, and muttered the mantra silently. He was dressed in red, and then Jiang Wuqi's hair tied up with his own hands broke free from the fiery red satin. The shackles of the belt scattered in a mess, and then the red silk in his hand instantly turned into countless strips, flying away from his palm, approaching the huge wave, and in an instant, it broke the huge wave. It couldn't soak the red silk at all, and it was bound tightly by the red silk as if it had given birth to a shape.

Not long after, the red silk had broken the sea of ​​blood that Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi could see into small pools of water, and bound them to death like huge waves.

Feng Rugui stimulated his internal breath too much, and finally his mouth was fishy and sweet, and his body was crumbling.

Taking advantage of the sea of ​​blood made of red silk, Jiang Wuqi flew to the cliff where the wormwood grew. Seeing that Feng Rugui was about to fall to the ground, he still hit the wormwood with his palm.

The wormwood withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Immediately afterwards, the sky and the earth collapsed, and gravel of various sizes on the top of the head fell on the head and covered the face, and there was no place to stand on the ground.

Jiang Wuqi hurriedly returned to Feng Rugui, holding Feng Rugui in his arms.

"Jiang Wuqi..." With a smile on Feng Rugui's lips, being hugged by Jiang Wuqi obediently, he murmured, "Jiang Wuqi, I lost my hair, you have to tie it back for me. "

Jiang Wuqi replied without thinking: "Fine."

Before the voice fell to the ground, the world returned to its original appearance, the dilapidated window lattice, the pale moonlight streaming in from the window lattice, the bed where Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi lay, the table not far from the bed, and a short table in front of the table. The stool, the wall behind the desk with bloody fingerprints on it.

Jiang Wuqi first went to see Feng Rugui, and seeing that Feng Rugui's face had returned to its original state, he breathed a sigh of relief, moved his fingertips, and pushed the door open, wanting to see with his own eyes the cliffs and abysses outside.

But what came into view was a corpse, there were more than a hundred corpses, tired on the lobby floor, and even a baby who was not yet born, each corpse had lost its hands, and there was nothing under the shoulders of.

——Could it be that the hands of these corpses are floating in the sea of ​​blood, and have been twisted into flesh by Feng Rugui with red silk?

As if to respond to him, suddenly a group of survivors jumped over the corpse and approached the two of them, slamming their ears with accusations one after another:

"You give back the life of my wife and children!"

"Hurry up and return your husband to me!"

"You have killed my wife so cruelly, I have pity that there is still a five-month-old fetus in my wife's womb!"

"I will report to the officials to behead you for public display!"

A person next to him reminded: "The county magistrate and master died at the hands of both of them. Who are you going to report to?"

Another crying voice said: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm blind, I can't tell whether these two people are evil or good, I actually lured wolves into the house and killed so many lives, even Yan Gu... even Aunt Yan was killed by me."

Jiang Wuqi looked around, and the one who spoke was the woman who had taken him in. Beside the woman was the corpse of the old woman. The old woman was missing both hands. It was smooth, apparently torn apart by Feng Rugui's red silk.

The woman knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the crowd and said: "Gu Yan has already seen through that the two of them are extraordinary people, and bluntly said that tomorrow she will find an eminent monk to kill demons, unexpectedly, she lost her life that night. "

Feng Rugui eagerly caressed Jiang Wuqi's hands, then pushed away Jiang Wuqi's ten fingers covering his waist, walked to the numerous corpses, and slowly inspected them one by one.

Seeing that Feng Rugui's expression was indifferent, and they showed no intention of repentance, a few people went forward and immediately wanted to punch and kick Feng Rugui to vent their grief and indignation.

Jiang Wuqi's figure moved to Feng Rugui's side, and his clothes flew away, shaking these people away.

They fell to the ground, staring at the two of them angrily, and one of them cursed sharply: "Murderer, murderer, you will surely die!"

Inspired by his words, the rest of the people also rushed towards Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi, but Jiang Wuqi blocked them one by one.

Jiang Wuqi was careful, he never hurt anyone, but seeing the people in front of him either looked sad, lost their souls, wept and wailed, or cursed loudly, he couldn't help but couldn't bear it.

After a long time, Feng Rugui finished inspecting the corpses, and said in a low voice, "All the corpses died under my red silk, either they were cut off at the waist, or they were pierced at critical points."

He pondered for a while, and then said: "Maybe what we thought was an illusion, but it is actually real. The sea of ​​blood is not a sea of ​​blood, but a living person, and the sea of ​​blood that I broke open after drinking your blood, What was broken was not a sea of ​​blood, but a living person."

"Why do you bother to pick out the poor?" Jiang Wuqi knew at a glance that many of the corpses should have died under his whisk.

Feng Rugui shook his head and smiled, "I didn't mean to pick you out, I was the one who killed all these people."

He raised his right hand and laid it on Jiang Wuqi's face, gently and softly, like a butterfly's wing. He forced Jiang Wuqi to close his eyes with his fingertips, and then he encased a little of Jiang Wuqi's earlobe, performing a wish-like technique , Word by word: "Jiang Wuqi, you are not at fault, I was the one who was wrong, I was the one who killed, I was originally a thousand-year-old evil spirit, bloodthirsty and flesh-eating are common things, but you are different, you have compassion in your heart, and you can't bear it." Killing, how can you kill for no reason?"

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Note:

Yangu refers to mother-in-law. The ancient names of mother-in-law include Cigu (also a plant name), Jungu, and Agu. The name mother-in-law appeared relatively late. Zhu Youshu, also known as witchcraft, one of which is similar to modern hypnosis No. 52 Chapter: Wangxiang Terrace·The Eleventh

Jiang Wuqi was about to speak, but Feng Rugui pressed his lips, and he heard Feng Rugui repeat word by word softly and firmly: "Jiang Wuqi, you are not at fault."

After finishing speaking, Feng Rugui lightly rubbed against Jiang Wuqi's lips, withdrew his hand, and then protected Jiang Wuqi behind his back, swept across the mournful and indignant survivors one by one, and finally settled on the face of an octogenarian old man, solemnly Asked, "How did I kill these people?"

This octogenarian old man is the one who just cursed Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi Ding to die a bad death. His words hit his ears, his wrinkled face trembled, and a sneer overflowed from every inch of his wrinkles, and he said sarcastically: " Can you cover up the unprovoked murder between you and that Taoist by pretending to be stupid here?"

"I never planned to hide it. If I did it, I should admit it." Feng Rugui didn't mention Jiang Wuqi in his words. Jiang Wuqi is a gentleman, sympathetic to the common people. Discard here.And even if Jiang Wuqi killed someone, it was an unintentional mistake, and it is right to pay for the life by killing someone, but this life can only be paid by him, he has already died once before, why should he be afraid of dying a second time?And after some inspection just now, [-]% of the corpses died at his hands, only the remaining one was killed by Jiang Wuqi, it is much more reasonable for him to pay for his life than Jiang Wuqi's.

He thought about it, but he didn't dare to think about it at all. Killing one person is killing, and killing two people is also killing. If he and Jiang Wuqi really killed someone, both of them should pay the price for the innocent lives they deprived.

"Are you sure you will admit it?" The wrinkles on the old man's face became quiet, his eyes were squeezed by the wrinkles so that only half of them could be exposed, he stared at Feng Rugui and said, "Once you admit it, you will kill people to silence it." ? But the old man is not afraid, the old man has seven members of his family, and all six of them died at your hands, adding another old man, it can be regarded as a family reunion."

The old man's words shocked everyone into fear. Also, since Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi could kill their relatives, they could easily kill them too.

Among them, the timid ones were afraid that they would lose their lives if they were not fair, so they ran away immediately.

Originally, there were 32 family members in total, but after a while, there were only 11 people left.

The 11 people were all tense, their faces were pale, their eyes were wide open, and they looked at Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi with full attention.

"Murder to silence?" Feng Rugui pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "If I want to kill people to silence, I can kill you all right away..."

He paused for a while, his willow-leaf eyes scanned the crowd, frightening the eleven people until their complexions turned pale again, and some of them even trembled and fell limply to the ground.

But he suppressed his smile, and continued: "If I want to kill people to silence them, why bother with you?"

Seeing Feng Rugui, the old man showed no remorse at all, instead he remained calm and cursed "scum", but still said: "Three hours ago, the sky was still bright, and the old man just came back from the county seat. Once he came back... When I came back, I saw the ground was covered in blood. My old wife, two sons, two daughters-in-law, a grandson and a granddaughter were lying in a pool of blood. The six corpses were incomplete, none had hands, and they were all cut off... ..."

The old man's face was full of pain, with tears running down his face, he was so choked up that he couldn't speak anymore, but he smelled it and said in doubt: "Then how did you conclude that these six people were killed by me?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and glared angrily: "The old man saw the faces of you and the Taoist priest with his own eyes. You held a piece of red satin in your hand, and the silk was covered with blood, while the Taoist priest held a whisk in his hand, which was also covered in blood. Don't you want to deny it!"

A young man next to him responded, "I also saw the faces of you and that Taoist priest, and I also saw you hugging each other and I don't know what you're doing."

At this time, the woman kneeling on the ground also pointed at Feng Rugui and said, "You cut off the red silk at the waist by Yangu. It was dusk and I was picking vegetables in the courtyard. I want to ask Yangu about this The vegetables are a bit old, why don't you go to the field to pick some tender ones, and when you look back, you are smiling, with that red silk..."

She took a breath: "After Yan Gu was cut in half, she didn't die completely, but she looked at me, her upper body touched the ground with her palms, and then she climbed a few steps towards me, but you chopped her hands into pieces. I was so scared that I ran out. Fortunately, you didn't catch up, but when I got out of the yard, my eyes were covered with blood, and I cried loudly. When I asked, you killed 110 people in the whole village. !"

"I took you in with good intentions, but you did such a heinous thing!" With tears in her eyes, she stared fiercely at Feng Rugui, "Even if Aunt Yan was rude to you, you shouldn't have Aunt Yan Even more so, you should not have killed someone else. You are really a villain, as Yan Gu said, and you..."

She turned to stare at Jiang Wuqi: "And you are not a good person, you are quite close to that evil barrier, so it can be seen that you are indeed addicted to the beauty of that evil barrier, although Aunt Yan is no longer here, but what she said is true The sentence is true."

When Feng Rugui heard the words, he became suspicious, and asked the other eight people in detail, and each of them saw him and Jiang Wuqi kill each other with their own eyes. Killed one person at three quarters before the end of the day, and killed the old woman at dusk at the latest.

At three o'clock, he was in a deep sleep, and Jiang Wuqi was meditating not far from him. If it was said that Jiang Wuqi committed murder while he was asleep, he would not believe it. It is believed that he died at his hand.

It wasn't until night fell that he woke up. Looking at Jiang Wuqi, he had a thought, his mind was unstable, and he accidentally called out the will-o'-the-wisp, which suddenly reflected the bloody handprints on the wall. It took them a while to make it. Keep the bloody fingerprints.

Afterwards, he had a nightmare, exchanged a few words with Jiang Wuqi, and asked Jiang Wuqi for a kiss.

Then, he pushed open the door, and what he saw was a cliff and an abyss, and behind him was a sea of ​​blood.

Then, he sucked Jiang Wuqi's blood, breaking through the sea of ​​blood, and Jiang Wuqi destroyed the wormwood, and they returned to the original room just now.

When they fell into the illusion, the night should have been very thick. If some of the corpses turned into a sea of ​​blood in their illusion, how could the time of death be daylight?Or maybe the survivors of some corpses who died in the middle of the night have been scared away just now?

110 None of the five corpses became stiff, nor did they develop any plaques, which shows that the time of death was not long, but when exactly, he was not the author, so he couldn't judge. Therefore, he could only think according to what the bereaved family said.

He looked at the full moon rising to the mid-heaven outside the room, and thought: There are all kinds of contradictions in it, which cannot be explained. Could it be that Jiang Wuqi and I actually went from one illusion to another?Or since we arrived in this village, everything is an illusion, the people we see and the things that happen are all false, and even the hour can't be real?

While he was thinking, his hand suddenly felt hot, but it was Jiang Wuqi who shook his hand.

Jiang Wuqi shook hands for a while, then let go, and walked towards the old woman's body.

Feng Rugui didn't know what Jiang Wuqi's plan was, and instinctively stepped forward, wanting to hold Jiang Wuqi's hand, but saw Jiang Wuqi call out the whisk, and then it slashed towards the old woman's body neatly.

Jiang Wuqi's face was as gentle and compassionate as ever, but his blue Deluo was stained scarlet by the blood splashed from the old woman's corpse in the next moment.

Some blood even splashed on Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows, but his eyebrows were still warm and moist, not changed a bit by the scarlet.