The devil always wants to marry me

The witty Wanxian Yuquan thought he was a little deaf and blind, stomped out the burning gossip fire in his heart, and tried his best to introduce Wanjia to the future source master.

Tang Zheng walked behind Wan Xianyu, and when she stepped down, the soles of her shoes were covered with cherry blossom petals that had been soaked into the soil. She looked up and looked around, and there were indeed cherry blossom trees everywhere, which dappled her vision, and even the nearby The buildings are a little blurry.

"Is the cherry blossom a symbol of thousands of families?" Tang Zheng asked.

Regarding this question, Wan Xianyu was taken aback for a moment, and then waved his hands with a smirk: "No, our Wan family adheres to the two characters of killing and Tao. I inherit the character of Tao, and the white dragon is the symbol. My younger brother Wan Linyuan inherits the character of killing." The word, the black flood dragon is the symbol."

Tang Zheng was a little curious: "Then why are there so many cherry blossom trees?"

The sheer number is simply frightening.

Wan Xianyu couldn't even smile now, she said with a dull face: "That's because Patriarch Wan felt that she was born with beauty and beauty, and the evergreen peonies in my family were not worthy of her beauty. So I took the excavator and shoveled it all overnight, and replanted the cherry blossom trees, ha ha."

Tang Zheng: ...

Turning his head and pretending that he didn't hear Wan Xianyu's last sentence "hehe", Tang Zheng changed the subject very bluntly: "Why do you and your brother believe in something different?"

"This is determined by Mr. Jiemeng's hexagram. Every three generations of the Wan family, there will be a Mr. Jiemeng next to him. He always wears a mask and comes from nowhere. Mr. Jiemeng can be said to be the person most feared by hundreds of disciples of the Wan family."

Wan Xianyu didn't know what to think of, suddenly clapped his hands together, and raised his voice a bit: "In this way, Mr. Jiemeng and Lu Yuansheng are still related."

Tang Zheng asked what was the relationship.

"Judging from the existing records, the Jiemeng family is not so much a family like the Yin-Yang Dazong, but a small group, and this small group belongs to a larger group. There are rumors that Lu Yuansheng's Mother An Ge once belonged to this group." Wan Xianyu tilted her head slightly, seeing that Tang Zheng was very concerned about Lu Yuansheng's matter, so she made a suggestion: "If you want to know more, go to Just ask Wan Linyuan."

When the two came to the main hall, Wan Xianyu stretched his neck and squinted secretly into the hall.

The woman in the kimono was sitting on the cushion with a blank face, her short black hair was as deep as ink, she was holding a Yasha Baixue long knife Ling Ling piercing into the tatami in her left hand, and she was holding a book in her right hand.

Just like yesterday, a group of vicious men in black were sitting on both sides.

The corner of Wan Xianyu's mouth twitched, what kind of posture is her sister doing today?Thinking of Wan Ying's irritating mouth, Wan Xianyu secretly backed up a few steps, obviously preparing to run away to send Tang Zheng to him.

Wan Ying saw the two of them from a distance, and when she got to her eyes, she saw Wan Xianyu's careful thoughts at a glance, and Patriarch Wan didn't ask for it, and coughed moderately.

Wan Xianyu froze, obediently withdrew his left leg, which was ready to go like an arrow, and followed reluctantly.

Entering the main hall, compared with yesterday's serious and dignified atmosphere, today can be called as heavy as dead silence, even if some men still have a few pink petals on their heads like the lips of a girl in early spring, the ferocity on the face can still make people laugh. The child cried and called out the evil spirit.

The short-haired woman closed the book with one hand, and pulled out the long knife suddenly with the other hand, the blue light flowed, and shuddered.

The men got the signal, put their hands on the ground, bowed their heads in an absolutely respectful attitude, and shouted in full spirit: "The one who welcomes the source!"

Tang Zheng's face changed slightly. Although she knew that there must be a connection between herself and the originator, she absolutely denied the claim that she was the reincarnation of the originator. There was no reason. Tang Zheng firmly believed that she was not the reincarnation of the originator.

"How did Patriarch Wan confirm it?" Tang Zheng asked.

Wan Ying didn't answer her, but turned her head to look in Wan Xianyu's direction: "Have you told the source about Mr. Xie Meng?"

Wan Xianyu: "I said it."

"Then I don't need to waste my time explaining." Wan Ying said: "Mr. Jiemeng's hexagram has been released, and you are undoubtedly the reincarnation of the originator. The news should have spread by now..."

"I'm not." Tang Zheng interrupted the woman, but the woman was not annoyed, she just looked at her without saying a word, her eyes were indifferent, even though sitting in front of her was the legendary first-generation Onmyoji, she was still calm.

"You...you don't think I am either." The thoughtless Tang Zheng suddenly said this, and she stared at Wan Ying's eyes tightly as if fascinated, not letting go of the slightest emotional fluctuation of the other party.

Wan Ying's hand stroking the blade paused, and a mechanical smile appeared on her face: "You're joking, source."

"I won't admit it." Tang Zheng said seriously: "Although I don't know why, I am sure that I am not the reincarnation of the originator."

This is a feeling stronger than the sixth sense, as if someone had instilled this idea in her.

Wan Ying's formulaic smile gradually deepened, "Since you don't admit it, there is nothing you can do. I hope you can be so firm in the future."

"My sincere hope," she said.

Everyone broke up.

No matter how those black-clothed men who were licking the edge of the knife's mouth under the Wan family lowered their bodies and tried all kinds of methods to persuade and lure them, Tang Zheng still did not change their words. They had to turn to Wan Ying, but the master Wan didn't even lift his eyelids , to put it bluntly, I can't help it.

As far as Shi Qingyan was concerned, Tang Zheng said that if it wasn't, then it wasn't, and he didn't take it to heart, but he was still curious why she would deny it so categorically. After all, it was the first time that Shi Qingyan had seen him Tang Zheng's decisive appearance made him feel a little strange.

Tang Zheng patted his chest, saying it depends on feeling.

Shi Qing seemed to understand what he said, but he still put on an expression of sudden realization for the sake of face.

It's just that the outside world is not as easy to talk about as Shi Qingyan. Many great sects are ready to welcome the originator. Now the deity suddenly refuses to admit it. Many great sects have sent people to block the door of Wan's house, aggressively wanting to argue.

The reincarnation of the originator, the second coming of the first generation, these words sound noble, but the woman who changed the history and created Yin Yang, the woman who descended hundreds of ghosts and exorcised demons, is not the existence of thousands of years ago to the current Patriarch.No matter how noble and legendary it is, it will eventually turn into a bone of a thousand years ago.

Since the development of Onmyoji, it has been continuously improved and added, and strives for perfection. Who can be sure that the strength of modern Onmyoji cannot match the strength of the first generation?

They need the first generation, the biggest reason is the word "benefit". The Dazong hundred schools are all established and inherited by the first generation disciples. The first generation has the absolute right to speak and status in the yin and yang world, and even most of the Dazong have "obedience to the order of the source." "The iron rule, no matter how many times it is replaced, this iron rule remains unchanged.

As long as they get the support of the originator, it is easy to annex other clans and become the dominant one.

To these people from various sects who came to threaten to see the first generation, Wan Ying simply replied two words - no.

Especially for those who are dissatisfied with the replies clamoring "I am a member of the xx sect, how dare you treat me like this, my patriarch will definitely...", Wan Ying sent Wan Xianyu to guard him very considerately. He yelled with a loudspeaker at the door, "Don't push me if you have the ability, hit me if you have the ability!"

"Too much deceit!" Lu Youcai waved his sleeve violently, with a humiliated expression on his face: "You Wan family first took away the elders indiscriminately, and now you want to occupy the source, Sima's heart is clearly revealed!"

At the beginning, Wan Xianyu wanted to be polite and decent, but now she was physically and mentally exhausted after several rounds, and stood on a high place with a blank expression and shouted into the loudspeaker: "Oh, then hit me." The tone was calm, obviously perfunctory.

Lu Youcai was about to explode.

"Brother Youcai, don't be so angry." The man who came with Lu Youcai had an uncomfortable smile on his lips: "I just got the news that Mr. Jiemeng is going back to Wanjia today. I can only admit it. The Lu family has done a great job this time, even if the Wan family doesn't want to, they can only invite Yuan Lao to come out."

Mr. Jiemeng, he looks like a member of the Wan family, but he has a flat bowl of water, and he can be said to be unselfish in his dealings with others.

The former head of the Wan family made a mistake, and he could have suppressed it and dealt with it perfunctorily, but Mr. Jiemeng punished him according to the rules. In the end, the former head of the Wan family fell ill and passed away at thirty. His wife couldn't bear the grief and hanged herself. under the tree.

To say that you are stern and selfless is to say it in a good way, but in fact it is ruthless and ungrateful, which almost ruined Wan's family.

The air was filled with the smell of rotting iron, and black shadows slid across the ground like snakes, damp and greasy.

No matter how many cherry blossom trees are planted, there is no way to hide the disgusting smell of this person, Wan Ying's face shows a sarcastic sneer, with a bit of sadness in it.

"It's so beautiful." The masked man admired the colorful rain of flowers, and remembered: "Your mother loves cherry blossoms the most, and your father even said that he would plant the entire Wanjia for her. I didn't expect it to be realized by you now."

The woman in the kimono did not speak. In the rain of flowers, she looked like a stone statue, but the inside had been dug clean, leaving only a hollow heart full of sorrow.

The masked man said, "You're still blaming me."

Wan Ying said, "Don't dare."

It is "dare not" instead of "no", the masked man rubbed the porcelain cup in his hand, but even if there is resentment in his heart, so what, women are inherently weak animals, and they are more willing to immerse themselves in grief and remorse than to stand up for revenge.

Even Wan Ying is just a woman.

Too weak.

The masked man said: "I've heard the news. It's okay if the source doesn't want to admit it. You brought two more people back this time, right? One is the elder of Lu's family and the other is who?"

"It is the master of the source in the present world. Those who wanted to hide the source were stopped by Yuan Lao and imprisoned with the Lu family. Now it is difficult to draw a conclusion on who is who."

The masked man was not interested: "There is no hesitation here. Lu Yuan's source protectors are naturally rewarded for their meritorious service, and the other is naturally stripping away their personality."

Wan Ying sighed softly: "That person is a talent, extremely talented, it's a pity."

"What's the pity? I was stopped by many big patriarchs on the way here. All of them asked me for news, and they all wondered who made such a big mistake and was taken care of by you. You must know that the reincarnation of the person who hides the origin is simply The great crime of blasphemy, the public opinion of the outside world has shown a state that is unfavorable to me and the Wan family, you should finish this matter before tomorrow."

"Okay." Wan Ying said, "But that person used to be from the Lu family, so you should know him too."

Masked man: "Oh, who is it?"

Wan Ying's pupils were as black as ink, and unfathomable malice burst out in her eyes. She said, "It was one of the twins of the Lu family back then, Lu Yuansheng."

A fierce murderous aura erupted from the masked man in an instant. Even though the man's facial features were covered, Wan Ying could still feel how the man's eyes were tightly wrapped around her neck like a snake, tightening tightly.

The woman didn't have the slightest fear, and a flowery smile bloomed on her delicate face.

She knew a man's secret, and this secret was bought by her parents in exchange for their lives. Because it was too dirty, she buried this secret in the deepest part.But a few days ago, she remembered this secret the first time she saw Lu Yuansheng.

"I'll go first. After all, stripping off your personality is a big deal, so we can't delay it."

"Wan Ying!" The man's voice was extremely sharp, like a piece of metal rubbing against a stone floor, intense and painful.

"What's the matter." The woman smiled back. In the eyes of the masked man, she looked like a Shura Yaksha.

"Take me to see the source." The man said, "Make sure she admits it."

His mask was pale, with only the vermilion eyes painted in the middle, twisted and weird.