After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

A week ago, two senior brothers happened to escape Miemen because they went out to drink and play. Unfortunately, they only got one ancient book that remained. Not much left.

According to their cultivation base and their identities at this time, no sect would want to take in such bad luck-tainted waste like them.

But if they don't take refuge in another sect, they will starve to death on this road.

In desperation, Qian Zhao thought of that ancient book that deviated from the orthodoxy.

At first Qian Yang was against it, but he couldn't resist Qian Zhao's threats and temptations, so he had to obey his senior brother's arrangement.

Along the way, they collected extension roads and failed to enter reincarnation. The wandering souls who wandered around also absorbed a lot of energy, and their cultivation level improved a lot. This made them ecstatic and tasted some sweetness.

But soon, they entered the bottleneck period, and it was difficult to improve quickly.

In addition, there were fewer and fewer scattered souls. In desperation, they thought of deceiving people.

That is the extraditionist who pretends to collect the soul, and reaches an agreement with the relatives of the deceased at home to collect the soul.

But they have no money, so they can only promise to those people and help them achieve their wishes.

At the beginning, almost everyone did not believe it. The relatives were in awe of the deceased and did not want to listen to their so-called "extradition".

But in the end, the two brothers and sisters still found a family.

There was a butcher in that family, and his mother had just died.

At that time when Qian Zhao found this person, the butcher stared at his cloudy and red eyes, threw the kitchen knife in his hand on the cutting board, and said with a wicked smile, "I have a grudge against the village chief Wang at the entrance of the village, so you go and kill his daughter Wang." Yanzhuo come and marry me for fun."

Although Qian Zhao hesitated, he heard the butcher say, "If you can bring me that woman, I will not only give you the old woman's body, but also give you extra money, how about it?"

This made Qian Zhao's eyes light up instantly, directly dispelling the hesitation in his heart, and quickly agreed.

That night, they sneaked into Wang Yan's house, and tied Wang Yan to the sedan chair.

The woman went on the road crying and whimpering all the way.

It is still a road leading to the gate of hell with no return.

In the end, Zhaoyang and Zhaoyang received their rewards to their heart's content, and even their cultivation base was greatly improved, and they happily ate and drank in the restaurant.

But the next night, when she woke up, news came from the village that Wang Yan had been tortured to death by the butcher.

The village chief couldn't stop the pain of losing his daughter in old age, and hanged himself on the locust tree at the head of the village that night.

"Uh..." Hearing this, Jiang Yufeng's expression darkened.

Qian Zhao stopped talking, but he heard Song Bihui's frosty voice, "Is that all?"

"Ah...um." The man nodded.

"Heh," Jiang Yufeng sneered.

"I said it." Song Bihui took a deep breath, "Don't challenge my endurance."

Qian Zhao's body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Also, and... I almost forgot."

At that time, they realized that they had caused a catastrophe, so they packed up their bags overnight and wanted to leave, but at the entrance of the village, they bumped into something again.

Those are the ghosts of Wang Yan and the village chief who couldn't enter reincarnation because of their sudden deaths...

"Then you took these two souls away too." Jiang Yufeng only felt a terrible headache, these two things are really stupid and bad, they can't stop living, they can't stop dying.

"But...but..."

"But you found that although the village chief's soul can be forcibly refined, Wang Yan's can't, because the resentment is too heavy, but you refused to give up, so you took it with you."

Jiang Yufeng directly said what he wanted to say, then sighed heavily, and said slowly, "If you don't die, whoever dies will die."

It's no wonder that the qi-eating ghost was able to escape the magic circle of Dengxian Tower, it was because she was brought in directly by someone!He didn't come in because he wanted to kill people for fun and suck blood.

This made Qian Zhao stand up abruptly. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and his face was grim. "I was only bewitched by that butcher! Besides, I just took money to do things for others. What do their grievances have to do with me?" !"

Jiang Yufeng waved his hand, "Their grievances are another matter. What I want to know is why Qian Yang was the only one who died that night, and why you are so good."

This made Qian Zhao completely stunned.

"You betrayed him, didn't you?" Jiang Yufeng said indifferently, his words nailed Qian Zhao to the life and death pillar like a knife, and he sat down again as if he was discouraged.

"I, I was really... I was so scared at the time, she came to me at that time..."

As soon as his words came out, Song Bihui and Zhong Huaixu frowned fiercely, and Song Bihui looked away with a dark face, as if looking at this person one more time would shorten his life.

"This is all a debt you owe yourself." Jiang Yufeng smiled lightly, "They are so lonely, don't you want to go down and accompany them?"

What Jiang Yufeng said was as kind and gentle as if he was coaxing a child, but it fell into Qian Zhao's ears, but it was as if he was directly condemning him to death.

He shook his head crazily, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he stretched out his hand to catch Jiang Yufeng, but was shrunk back by a fan that Song Bihui picked up from the side.

Song Bihui immediately felt that the fan was dirty, so he got up angrily and threw the fan at Qian Zhao's face again.

Jiang Yufeng only felt it was funny in his heart, this person is as naive as a child.

Only Zhong Huaixu, who was recording on one side, was a little bleeding. This fan didn't seem to be cheap. It was because Zeshan had so many prodigal sons that he spent more and more messily every year.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Qian Zhao hugged his head and cried, "Xianjun save me! Spare me!"

But Jiang Yufeng slowly picked up the jade pendant and stuck it to his ear.

Although you pushed me away like this last night, my lord has a lot, forgive you, he thought silently, and felt the whisper of the soul in his ear.

After a while, he raised his head and said coldly, "It's hopeless, just wait for death."

"Hmph." As soon as the trial came out, Song Bihui got up immediately and slammed the door out. He didn't want to stay in the same room with this filthy person for a moment, it made him extremely sick to his stomach.

Jiang Yufeng looked at Song Bihui who rushed out angrily, nodded helplessly at Zhong Huaixu who was sorting out the manuscript, turned around and went out to comfort his envious apprentice who was so angry with him.

His teacher is really a tear of bitterness.