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

It was a pure black cat, without a trace of variegation all over its body. It had a very unique aloof and elegant temperament, and it jumped onto the eaves lightly and soundlessly.

At this moment, its dark brown pupils were like amber under the light, staring intently at the people under the eaves, and the pupils slowly narrowed into a thin slit.

People who practice Taoism are happy to see this kind of cat. They seem to be born to represent the soul and guide the way in the night.

When Jiang Yufeng went out, he saw a person and a cat staring at each other quietly. The scene looked really harmonious and interesting.

The black cat suddenly saw Jiang Yufeng's appearance, and immediately arched its body vigilantly.

It can be seen that Jiangyufeng has always been desolate and indifferent, and it seems that he has no intention of hurting it, so he boldly and curiously gave a soft cry.

"Huh?" Jiang Yufeng's eyes were still as calm as an ancient well, and he looked at the black cat gently.

Song Bihui saw this scene, but suddenly looked at Jiang Yufeng, and gave a cold "hum", as if laughing at this person's childish behavior.

The sudden sound startled the black cat. It took a step back with displeasure in its eyes, then turned around and fled away like the wind.

"You scared it away." Jiang Yufeng sighed.

"You are like this, can you go out?" He ignored Jiang Yufeng's words, only looked him up and down, and mocked, "Don't you need to lie down for a few more days?"

No matter what this man said, it was as if he was in confinement, and he said that he would lie down for a few days. He just had a fever with Yin Qi entering his body for a day. People are not made of tofu, Jiang Yufeng was very helpless.

Song Bihui wouldn't let go as long as he caught a little braid.

"It won't cause trouble." He said lightly, and suddenly thought of something and teased, "Didn't you believe me? Why are you going back on your word now?"

Song Bihui didn't expect to be here waiting for him to jump into the pit, so he sneered, "You'd better be."

Then he turned and walked away mercilessly, leaving him with a tall and indifferent back.

Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to quickly follow the man, and followed him into the cloud car.

The woodcutter in the wooden house hasn’t come back from collecting firewood today, only the old woman is still lying on the bed, moaning and moaning. on the quilt.

Jiang Yufeng poked his head and glanced at the scene in the room, and called out in a deep voice, "Mrs. Shen..."

The old woman's name was Shen Hong, which was chosen by her father. Her father was just a vulgar man who opened an iron shop, so he chose the name very casually.

Hearing the sound, Shen Hong turned her head slowly, like a damaged and worn-out marionette, with mechanical parts rusted and stuck all over her body, just a little movement made her very strenuous.

"Who..." She couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, so she could only utter a single word vaguely.

"It's me, your mother asked me to greet you." Jiang Yufeng said slowly.

But when Shen Hong heard the word "mother", her eyes widened immediately, and she struggled and writhed almost in panic for a moment. She suddenly let out a "gurgling" cry from her throat, shrunk to the corner of the wall, and rubbed against the wall. A layer of dust.

It was as if something extremely terrifying had been seen in the blue sky.

Jiang Yufeng tilted his head curiously, he didn't expect this person to react so strongly to Xiao Jie.

It's like I did something wrong.

It's a pity that this old woman must have been driven crazy by the torture of the past few days. As long as she mentioned the words about Xiao Jie, she would become extremely emotional, and she couldn't say any effective information.

That means we can only start with the woodcutter.

Jiang Yufeng exited the house, but when he raised his eyes, he found Song Bihui standing in front of a tree, his eyes seemed to be observing something indifferently.

He approached slowly, but suddenly felt a very strong flow of spiritual power when he was a few steps away. It was as if a channel of spiritual power had been opened up along the entire road, and then the whole room was enveloped. stand up.

Previously, the Yin Qi was too heavy at night, which blocked this spiritual power channel, so it was not discovered.

Looking at it now, I just feel that this game is getting weirder and weirder.

A very ominous premonition rose in Jiang Yufeng's heart, and he frowned subconsciously.

This whole layout seems to be eating Yin Qi.

Originally, the whole room was like an enlarged tomb, but now with the addition of spiritual power that was continuously transported inward, it looked like some kind of ghost's lair.

During the day, the ghosts stay inside the house, constantly devouring the anger from outside.At night, they went out to make waves.

How could this ordinary woodcutter be like this, who set up the trap, and how did the spirit of this tree come from?

Jiang Yufeng thought about it, but was suddenly scared by his own thoughts and took a step back.

Song Bihui noticed his mood swings, and looked back at him lightly, "You thought about it too?"

"No way?" Jiang Yufeng smiled wryly, "I hope it's not what I thought."