That Demon Lord doesn't want to live

Xue Min's brows froze, and his tone was a bit bad, "What are you doing there?"

Ye Lan poked down another river crab with a willow branch, then looked up at the painting boat that was about to dock, with a bit of yearning and curiosity in her tone, "Master told me that there are many beauties growing in it, enchanting and colorful , to be able to drink tea and play the flute, it is like a wolf and a tiger with a bloody mouth, fierce and tight, I have never seen it before, let's go and see."

When Lord Yuheng brought him to Liujin City for the first time, Ye Lan was very curious about the painted boats with carved beams and painted buildings, so he dragged Lord Yuheng to see it.Mr. Yuheng touched his head and told him that the beauties inside were too fierce and dangerous.Ye Lan looked at Mr. Yuheng unwillingly and asked him: Master can't beat him.Jun Yuheng replied to him solemnly: "I can't beat him."After speaking, he carried him away with his waist, Ye Lan looked back at the painting boat with great nostalgia, Yuheng Jun raised his hand and pushed his head back to the front.Later, he never had a chance to take a look, but now that he was here, Ye Lan felt a little eager to go and see what that beauty, whom even his master could not beat, looked like.

Weng Zhixu looked at the three-story painting boat in front of him, and couldn't imagine that the serious-looking Lord Yu Heng could make up such nonsense, the key is that his little apprentice still believed it was true.Weng Zhixu waved his fan and gave Xue Min a look: The Demon Lord was deceived by his master.

Xue Min frowned, squatted next to Ye Lan and said euphemistically, "Brother, Lord Yuheng probably wasn't talking about flowers."

Ye Lan waved his hand and said righteously, "Impossible, Master never tells lies." Then he stood up from the stool and threw the willow branch in his hand into the river, pointing to the painting boat that had already docked and said loudly "Let's go up and have a look." After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the painting boat.

Weng Zhixu waved his fan and moved closer to Xue Min, "Hey, don't you stop the Demon King?"

Xue Min shook his head, smiled lightly, and then slowly followed behind Ye Lan. Weng Zhixu clicked his tongue and followed with his fan.

As soon as Ye Lan entered the painting boat, he was surrounded by a group of women in cool clothes. The thin clothes could be torn with two fingers. The thick powdery smell in the air made him sneezed several times. When he reacted, several smiling women touched his face, Ye Lan trembled, and the spiritual power in his body shook the women who were pushing over, and immediately jumped out with a face full of horror.

Ye Lan was about to jump out of the painting boat and saw Xue Min coming. Ye Lan's eyes lit up and jumped towards him. Xue Min stretched out his hand to grab him and hid him behind him. Poked out half of his head to look at the group of women who were chasing after him.

Shangqingmen is a famous sect of cultivating immortals. Even if there are some picture albums from the secular world in the gate, they must be elegant and refined. Even the erotic pictures are all about artistic conception. In the mist, how did you know that the beauty flower that Mr. Yuheng said was the woman in the flower building.

The group of women were still shaking their handkerchiefs and smiling coquettishly at Ye Lan, Ye Lan trembled, and said to herself in horror, "Master is really right, Beauty Flower, it's too scary."

Xue Min turned around and pulled his wrist and said with a smile, "Brother, do you still live there?"

Yelan looked like I have nothing wrong with going to live in that terrible place.At the end, he kindly told Xue Min, "That place is not very suitable for you to go. If you see it in the future, take a detour. Although it is a little timid, it is better than leaving your life there."

Xue Min nodded seriously, "Don't worry, brother, I won't go."

Ye Lan sighed, trembled all over again, and dragged Xue Min away in a hurry.

Weng Zhixu twitched his fan and rolled his eyes at Xue Min's back. He was really black-hearted, and even the devil would deceive him.Xue Min turned his head and glared at him nonchalantly, Weng Zhixu immediately put his fan on his mouth, okay, he pretended not to know.

For three days in a row, Yelan was either listening to books in a teahouse, or sitting on the pier by the roadside listening to people chatting their teeth, without looking for any signs of his fascination.

Weng Zhixu waved his fan and sat on the tea stand, pointing to Ye Lan who was bargaining with the crisp pear vendor, "Why do I feel that Mo Zun came here not to seek the soul, but to spend my money." Obviously he can't eat or drink anything, but he likes to sell a bunch of them.

Xue Min turned a deaf ear and divided out a cup of the newly brewed tea in his hand, Weng Zhixu waved the fan and took the cup of tea away, Xue Min shot him in the eye.

Wengzhi Xu Yizang said twice, "Well, I'll try it for the devil first."

Xue Min didn't bother to talk to him, and offered another cup.Ye Lan chatted with the peddler for half an hour, and bargained for half a cup of tea before bringing back seven or eight pears and putting them on the table.

Weng Zhixu reached out to take one, took a sip, and the pear juice splashed onto Yelan's face.

Yelan's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, "Your mouth is leaking air, and you spray it everywhere even if you eat a pear. Do you want me to sew it up for you?"

Xue Min raised his hand to wipe off the pear juice from Yelan's face, flicked his hand, and the tea in the teacup condensed into dozens of soybean-sized water droplets and shot at Weng Zhixu, who had a pear in his mouth. , Shua unfolded the fan to block it, and took time out of his busy schedule to reply, "I didn't mean to."

Ye Lan looked at him sadly, feeling a little regretful for bringing such a burden as Weng Zhixu.

Xue Min put the divided tea in front of Ye Lan, picked up a pear and turned the Mercy Sword into a palm-length small sword, and cut it into eight neat petals with a few swipes. The small plate containing crispy pears was pushed in front of Ye Lan, and a sweet fragrance came out, barely making Ye Lan feel better.

Xue Min put all the remaining crispy pears into Qiankun's sleeve and smiled at Ye Lan, "I will condense the remaining pears into water mist balls in the evening, and my brother can eat them too."

Ye Lan's mood brightened again.

Weng Zhixu took the opportunity to sit back at the table, "Monarch, when are we going to find the piece of spirit you left here." If he didn't leave this Xiaojin Cave, his other half of his property would be gone soon.

"I'm looking for it right now." Ye Lan threw a pill into his mouth.

Weng Zhixu turned his head and looked around with a dazed expression.

Seeing his stupid look, Ye Lan felt bad, Xue Min pursed her lips and asked with a smile, "What did you ask?"

Ye Lan nodded, "There are about three places that can tell the time correctly. One is the ruined temple in Beishan. From Zishi to Yinshi on the 30th, there will be bursts of chanting in the temple; one is the abandoned theater in the south of the city, about [-] years ago, a young couple died in love in that theater, and thereafter every Qixi Festival The flowers in the play garden all withered and died, and when the time passed, there would be another heavy rain, and the flowers in the play garden would come back to life the next day. There is another place..."

Ye Lan looked a little sad, and her voice became hoarse, "It's a deserted house at the end of the main street."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Lan's whole body exuded a sense of defeat, and the whole person fell silent.

Weng Zhixu remained motionless with a pear in his mouth. He dared to pat his conscience to assure that if he made the slightest sound at this moment, Yelan would definitely cut him into a stick. He slowly moved his head and gave Xue Min a wink: Speak quickly.

Xue Min picked up the cold tea in front of Ye Lan and drank it, and added a cup of hot one for him, "I heard that not long after Mr. Yuheng took his brother and Mr. Mu away, Mr. Mu married Fang Jiao's wife."

Ye Lan nodded and sighed leisurely.

On the fifth day after Lord Yuheng took him and Mu Xuanqing away, Mr. Mu married Miss Wang's family into the door. The young lady of Wang's family was named Xi Ying, who was born delicate and mellow at the age of twenty-eight. Good birth.As soon as the newcomer entered the house, Master Mu's thoughts were all on inheriting the family, and he stayed by his little wife's side day and night.Only three months later, Xiying was pregnant, and when Master Mu was happy, he said that he was growing stronger and stronger, and immediately set up a three-day feast.

Mrs. Mu looked coldly and didn't cry or make trouble, she just closed the gate of the courtyard and prayed for Mu Xuanqing every day.Because of her pregnancy, Xiying became more arrogant and more ambitious, and as time went by, she wanted to bully the silent headed mistress.

Since then, little accidents have happened around Xiying from time to time. Today, saffron appears in the medicinal diet, and tomorrow there is a musk purse hanging on the bedside. ... Mrs. Mu watched her torment with cold eyes, and finally asked her to torment the child herself.

Xiying cried and said that it was the mistress who killed her child because of her jealousy, and that was why Master Mu was gone. Master Mu was in a hurry and wanted to divorce Mrs. Mu. Unexpectedly, someone would leave the courtyard, He slipped and fell into the pond, almost feeding his beloved koi.After he was rescued by the crowd, he didn't say a word, and he barely rolled his eyes before swallowing his breath.

Once Master Mu died, all the uncles and elders in the clan couldn't sit still and wanted to divide the family property.With a sword in her hand, Mrs. Mu rushed straight into the Mu's ancestral hall and slashed wildly, frightening the group of uncles who came to divide the family property.In the end, Mrs. Mu made a final decision, and chose a young and promising nephew from the clan to hand over most of the family property to him, and she took care of the two shops near Mu's house to make ends meet.Since then, Xiying has become much more peaceful, and when Master Mu's filial piety period is over, Mrs. Mu gave her a divorce letter and told her to go home and remarry.

From then on, only Mu Xuanqing was left in Madam Mu's heart and soul.Ye Lan still remembers that when the Immortal Gate Grand Competition was coming, Mrs. Mu wrote a letter saying that she would come to Shangqing to see people in the next year, but she didn't expect that Mu Xuanqing would die after only one month.

When Mrs. Mu received the news, she vomited her blood on the spot and fell into a coma for half a month. When she woke up, her mind became confused. She hugged Mu Xuanqing's clothes all day long and said that someone was going to kill her child, and she was going to fight for her life with a knife.The old mother beside her was afraid that she would hurt herself, so she did not dare to relax her eyes day and night. Unexpectedly, Madam Mu found a sword in the middle of the night, and crazily killed the few servants, maidservants and old men left in the house. Mammy killed them all, and finally wiped her own neck.

After Mrs. Mu's death, she still couldn't let go of Mu Xuanqing, her soul never entered the river of forgetfulness, and she hovered over Mu's house every day. Finally, the resentment turned into a fierce ghost and disturbed Liujin City.

Until one night three years later, the mansion suddenly became golden and dilapidated, as if no one had lived in it for decades. After that, Mrs. Mu also calmed down. At first, everyone in the city invited many experts to come When they came to Duhua, those people were thrown out of the courtyard one after another, and everyone moved out of the main street when they saw that there was no way out.