The villain beg you to kill me

"No one?" I pretended to be curious.

Wushe put his hands on the coffin, and looked at me with great interest: "The person lying here is you."

I?Oh, I see, it's Li Su from 100 years ago, isn't that corpse used for exchange?

But I still pretended to be dazed: "Me?"

Wushe's pale hand slowly brushed over the top of the coffin: "However, you 100 years ago were smarter than you now."

I was a little surprised, why Wushe was so sure that Li Su 100 years ago and me now are the same person.

Wushe told a story about the past. At the beginning, after I died under His Highness Qiankun, he knew that he would not be able to stay in Yunxianzong for a long time, so he brought my body to the Gate of the Underworld. Wanted to bring me back and ask how on earth I knew he had a birthmark on his ass that no one knew about except his mother.

I think at least a few hundred concubines know now, right?When I think of the group of monsters in the harem, I can't help but feel horrified, and looking at Wushe's pale but handsome face, I can't help feeling sorry for him.Strange, I'm a pity, the aesthetic flaw is his problem, as long as he likes it.

Wushe looked at me: "Why are you smirking?"

Because I'm stupid, I'll just smirk when I have nothing to do, and it's fine if you get used to it in the future.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Wushe didn't ask again, and continued to talk about his summoning soul back then.

It is impossible to summon my soul back, but Wushe was already the leader of the demons in hell back then, there is no ghost in the world that he cannot summon, so he guessed that I am not from the world.

As for whether he is a person from the world or a person from somewhere, Wushe didn't say any more, but lowered his dark red eyes and stared at me.

Of course it is impossible for me to tell him that I am from the world outside the book.

"Do you know?" Wushe raised my chin, forcing me to look directly at him, "My eyes are called the eyes of ghosts and gods, and no one can lie under the eyes of ghosts and gods."

I suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Now, tell me, are you Li Su?" Wushe stared at me, his dark red eyes slowly spun and unfolded like petals, and the cracks spread out, making people dizzy.

"I... am... Li Su..." I replied blankly.

"Very good," Wushe raised the corners of his lips, "Where are you from?"

"The world outside the book..." An electric current suddenly rushed into the atrium, and the word "outside the book" was extremely vague. I shivered in pain, and my whole body woke up.

"Ah, you seem to be unable to withstand the mind-stimulating technique." Wushe touched the corner of my mouth, I knew I was vomiting blood again, but he obviously didn't intend to stop, instead, he squeezed my chin even harder, pulling me closer he.

"Where is the place outside the book? 72 days in Wonderland?" Wu'she continued to use the mind-bending technique.

But I have already woken up from it, and the pain punishment caused by the spoiler made me fortunately not controlled by the mind-bending technique.

"Yes..." I still pretended to be tricked and replied.

"Very good, really good." Wushe smiled slightly, as if the infinite beauty flowed by, fleeting.

I stared blankly at him.

"Continue, how do you know about my...birthmark?" Wu'she's face pressed closer, cold breath flowed over my forehead, I could almost see his eyelashes, just like the last time he died .

"I have no idea."

"I don't know?" Wu'she was slightly disappointed, but he quickly asked with great interest, "Are you pretending to be stupid?"

"...No." I chuckled, "Tianjue said I was really stupid."

Wushe's eyes dimmed, and he let go of my chin: "Don't mention that name again, wipe your face clean, and follow me."

The interrogation is over, and I can breathe a sigh of relief for a while.

The pain in my heart was still throbbing, and I broke out in a cold sweat unknowingly.

I didn't get better treatment just because I became Wu's concubine.

Wushe didn't care if I would vomit blood, or if I would freeze to death in the harem, he put me in a small courtyard in the harem, got up and left.

The only change is probably that he no longer calls himself "this seat" to me.

But what does this mean?Do you take me as your own?

In a place where there is no night or day, I can only count time by the skeleton clock in the harem.

After about half a month, I didn't see Wu'she.

I wonder if I should die and go back, and change the author to find the protagonist to inform the news, the efficiency will be higher.

However, when I thought of the fact that I had sworn to the great author before that I would clean up the mess, I somehow didn't want to admit defeat.

One morning, I heard the sound of woo-woo-la-la singing outside the small courtyard.

There have been a lot of rehearsals in the harem recently, and it's a little more noisy than before. I don't know what program they are preparing for?

But when I think about my marriage with Wushe...that day, those green-faced and fang-toothed ghosts in the hall, I don't want to go out.

With a "click", the window opened a small crack.

A pair of pale hands put down the food box and put it back again.

I found out that the meal delivery man who always wears black has changed into a festive red dress today.

Those red sleeves are really eye-catching.

It seems that there will indeed be a celebration in the harem, but I don't know, what is the celebration?

Victory in the war of annihilation?The thousandth birthday of the demon leader?

The rice was still cold today, and the side dishes were still weird raw meat. I picked up the rice and a kind of slender dark green vegetable leaves and ate them, covered them and put them on the table.

No, I can't live like this, even if I am a cripple in reality, at least there are countless delicious things waiting for me.

But, but, before you die, you can give it a try and see what's going on outside.

What kind of program those ghosts are going to rehearse really makes me scratch my head.

To be on the safe side, I'd better take a carving knife with me, I can stab myself to death anytime, it's the safest.

From a distance, I saw a person wearing a black robe with dark gold patterns standing next to the ghost, and Wu'she was also there.

I sneaked closer, and saw a few long-haired ghosts with bright white faces surrounding a three-meter-tall minotaur. They shook their bodies and swayed their limbs, and their festive red robes were dazzling.

What dance seems to be rehearsing?

As soon as I approached, Wushe turned around, saw me, and hooked his fingers.

I immediately ran over stupidly.

A figure ran towards Wushe faster than me, and I took a closer look, and it was the rooster man.

My forehead couldn't help but ache.

The rooster stretched and retracted its head, made a clucking sound, and quickly ran to Wu'she.

Wushe bowed his head and said something to him, the rooster man couldn't stop nodding.

"Concubine Qibai, you are here." The rooster man turned around and greeted me.

Concubine Qibai...

"It's a good time for you to come, but you are so ugly that you are not very useful." The rooster man said.

I……

"It's like this. We all have a competition called the Beauty Competition, and all the ghosts in hell can participate." The rooster man introduced and pointed out to me, "As representatives of the concubines of King Youdu, they will Participate in this beauty contest."

Fighting Beauty Conference...

"Although you are ugly, King Youdu said just now that you should prepare and go to participate."

I foolishly looked at the rooster man.

"Follow the rooster, and the rooster will dress you up." The rooster suddenly stretched his neck and pecked on my forehead.

There is no defense at all.

With the red mark on my forehead, I changed into blood-red clothes, stood in the palace, and looked at myself in the crystal mirror.

Actually, okay, is it that ugly?

Although it is not as good as the protagonist and villain boss, it is more than enough to kill the author in seconds.

"Rooster, rooster," I asked, "Is King Youdu ugly?"

"Don't make such a fuss," Ji Gong said, "Youdu King is of course the most beautiful demon king in Youdu, otherwise why would so many ghosts marry him?"

"Oh..." I really can't understand the aesthetics of hell natives.

Along the way, the rooster chattered with me.

Roughly speaking, the beauty contest will be very grand, and the judges who will come will have very high standards, and we must not fail. If we fail, we will have to send three concubines to the Ksitigarbha.

Who is the Ksitigarbha?

"You will know when the time comes, let's practice dancing with Concubine [-] and the others first."

When the rooster sent me to the place, he dragged his big tail and walked away.

The Minotaur slowly swayed his thick body, and the red gauze only covered his buttocks. From my point of view, it looked a bit sexy.

……

After a few days of square dancing, the rooster passed the preliminary review of our program.

Five teams of concubines gathered in front of the main entrance of the harem, led out by a rooster and four geese. The rooster was our team leader.

After walking for about an hour, we entered the old city, walked through the dilapidated and desolate streets, and the old city stage appeared in front of us.

Jigong is right, the scene is indeed very big.

At least a few thousand ghosts emerged from the ruins, and pairs of curious eyes cast their eyes on the stage.

In the VIP seats under the stage, Wu'she and the other three demon leaders took their seats respectively.

When I saw one of them, I was a little surprised. This man was thick and handsome, not like a demon at all, but like an ordinary kung fu instructor.

The show of the harem of each demon leader is carried out in order in the fighting beauty conference.

Batch after batch of demons and ghosts danced wildly on the stage.

When my batch was on stage, I took out the mask I had just sculpted last night and put it on my face.

This mask took me a lot of time, and I specially asked the rooster to take out the portraits of the previous winners and face the carved face, which is probably the image of an evil spirit in Tantric Buddhism, with a protruding forehead and eyes like copper Like a bell, the mouth is wide open to the ears, revealing a bloody mouth.

After I put on this mask, the monsters around me looked at me differently.

Through the small holes poked out in the big eyes of the copper bell, I looked at the road ahead and followed Concubine [-] onto the stage.

The rooster announced loudly: "Prince Youdu loves concubine [-], concubine [-], concubine [-]... Concubine [-] is on stage!"

The ghosts in the audience cheered, Concubine [-] took the lead in twisting her body, and the other concubines also began to sway slowly according to his frequency. Seeing this, I hurried to follow.

Changing formation, I turned to the front row, and the audience gasped, shocked by my extremely handsome mask.

I looked at Wushe, who was turning his head to talk to the demon king next to him who was like a kung fu instructor. When I looked at him, he seemed to be aware of my gaze and turned back.

Unforgiven smiled.

I suddenly understood why the protagonist was so fascinated by him.