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

Jiang Yufeng was silent for a long time in front of the tree, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, clasped his fists with both hands and kowtowed to his forehead, closed his eyes devoutly and murmured a few times to Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, and then said slowly to the tree , "I offended you so much, forgive me."

Song Bihui didn't know what this man wanted to do again, but just as he was about to speak, he found that he picked up the shovel leaning against the wall and shoveled it down towards the bottom of the tree.

"Uh..." This man was really quick.

Song Bihui took a step back involuntarily, so as not to be suddenly angered by this man, and buried him along with him.

After about a cup of tea, Jiang Yufeng got up and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, only to feel that the shovel suddenly touched something hard, he squatted down to have a look, and then silently took out a bone from the soil .

He looked at the bone in his hand, seemed to be taken aback, and then held it up to Song Bihui to look at.

"This can't be buried by dogs." Jiang Yufeng said calmly, "Human legs..."

"That's not certain." Song Bihui twitched the corners of his mouth, "Sometimes people are not as good as dogs."

Qiao Xuan was woken up by Nan Xing. He was thrown into the water by Xuan Tian just now and was chased by the water ghost for a long swim. When he landed on the shore, he became paralyzed from exhaustion.

He lay on the ground like a dead fish, and soon fell into a dark sleep.

Nan Xing had just helped other students cut a water ghost in half, and the stench made her sick for a long time. After a while, she had time to see if Qiao Xuan, who hadn't moved for a long time, was okay.

"You're not dead, are you?" Nan Xing weakly pushed Qiao Xuan, but heard the man's soft snoring.

She rolled her eyes in anger.

"What's the matter with this kid?" Elder Xuantian suddenly walked over from behind with a smile, stepped forward and lightly kicked Qiao Xuan's calf, "Why did you just swim around in the water, and it ended like this?"

Nan Xing was taken aback by Xuan Tian's sudden opening, and hurriedly pushed Qiao Xuan to wake him up, faltering, "He, weak..."

"So young and weak?" Xuan Tian stroked the beard on his chin.

It's a pity that Qiao Xuan hadn't fully woken up yet, and couldn't tell what was going on at all. She turned her neck like a headless chicken, and looked at Nan Xing beside her blankly.

"Ah? What's wrong? I'm not wrong." He said in a daze.

Nan Xing has nothing to say, she is not afraid of anything, but she is afraid that meeting such a pig teammate will definitely kill her one day.

She winked at him vigorously, indicating that no one would treat him as dumb if he didn't speak.

But Qiao Xuan was not in the mood at all, and said with disgust as if her mind was flooded, "What's wrong with your eyes, if you feel uncomfortable, go and fix it."

"Cough cough." Hearing the sound, Xuan Tian smiled and coughed twice, "Are you awake? Get up when you wake up."

Qiao Xuan turned her head almost instantly, her eyes slowly turned upwards, and she saw Elder Xuantian, who was smiling but full of evil.

He had previously heard from those senior brothers and sisters who had come to the evil spirit removal conference that this Elder Xuantian liked to tease his disciples the most, so it would be the end of him if he followed him!

So why is Xuantian here?

He looked back at Nan Xing with horror on his face, and found that Nan Xing had a painful expression of eating dirty things at the moment, probably because he was completely speechless about his idiot behavior just now.

"Elder... I just..." Qiao Xuan thought about it, and slowly fell down again, moaning and curling up, "I feel like an evil spirit has entered my body, so uncomfortable..."

"Oh?" Elder Xuantian walked over with great interest, "Is it because you were injured in the water just now?"

"Yes, yes." Qiao Xuan quickly affirmed.

"But it seems that you are not injured?"

"Internal injuries, internal injuries..."

Nan Xing wished he could escape from this extremely embarrassing acting scene immediately, this extremely clumsy acting was thanks to Xuan Tian's interest in continuing to play with him like this.

"Stop making trouble, kid, let me ask you, do you recognize Jiang Chuan?"

When Qiao Xuan heard this, his eyes suddenly became serious, he sat up suddenly from the ground, and looked at Xuantian with some vigilance.

He asked Jiang Chuan what purpose he had. Jiang Chuan should have nothing to do with him, an elder of Xuanshan, was it just out of curiosity?

In the past few days, almost everyone would cast him an inquiring look, but the meaning in it did not seem to be complete kindness.

"Elder..." Nan Xing also opened his mouth with some doubts, not understanding why he suddenly asked about Jiang Chuan.

"We don't know him well." Qiao Xuan interrupted Nan Xing suddenly, and said frankly with a smile, "We just happened to be a team."

"Don't you guys know him too?" Xuan Tian asked curiously.

But Qiao Xuan just shook her head slowly.

……

The woodcutter came back in the afternoon. He carried a large bundle of firewood all the way down the mountain, and from time to time wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck.

Although it was hard work, he still hummed the mountain song, and seemed to be in a good mood.

But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Song Bihui and Jiang Yufeng sitting in the courtyard, staring at the pile of white bones on the table and meditating.

"Xianjun?" He put down the firewood with some surprise, "I thought you wouldn't come again."

"Are you back?" Jiang Yufeng greeted him with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work..."

"It's not hard." He smiled, and pointed to the pile of bones on the table strangely and asked, "This is..."

"Oh... this..." Jiang Yufeng propped his chin lazily, his white and narrow wrist was exposed from his sleeve, he stroked the bone with one hand, and said lightly, "This is your grandmother."

"Huh?!" The woodcutter stayed where he was, before he suddenly laughed, "Don't make fun of me, Xianjun."

Jiang Yufeng was noncommittal, just pointed to the bottom of the tree, and asked, "Didn't you bury it?"

The woodcutter looked at the ground where a big hole had been dug and the roots of the tree were exposed, and said in disbelief, "I did bury it, but how could it be my grandmother? But my grandmother was buried in the woods." Here, Xianjun, please don’t make such jokes.”

"Oh, you said that monument, did you carve that monument?"

But the woodcutter shook his head, "My mother asked a Taoist priest to engrave it. I'm not very literate."

"Hmm..." Jiang Yufeng looked at Song Bihui, but Song Bihui just picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip slowly, as if he didn't intend to stop him, and naturally he didn't explain it to the woodcutter himself. mean.

"But it's an empty grave." Jiang Yufeng tilted his head, "Then what do you think you buried under the tree?"

"What I buried...wasn't my dog's body back then..." The woodcutter stared blankly at the bones on the table. , said that the housekeeper dog escaped and was poisoned to death, and told me to bury it..."

"You didn't check?"

"I was too tired at the time, and besides, the dog I had been with for many years died, and I was also very sad. I dug the hole, and my mother brought a cloth bag and put it in the hole, and I buried it directly... ...So, I buried my grandmother? Why?!" He looked at the two people at the table in disbelief and fear, feeling that they were playing tricks on him.

But Jiang Yufeng laughed out loud.Then, he picked up a bone on the table and asked sharply, "You think we're lying to you, but do you think this bone is from a dog?"

"Uh..." The woodcutter took a step back with horror on his face, feeling that the whole world was about to collapse.

"Since you said that, I probably know what's going on." Jiang Yufeng closed his eyes and said indifferently with some disappointment, "Did the Taoist priest ever tell you that he wanted to help you change Feng Shui?"

"how do you know?"

"How do I know? Because he directly took your grandmother to the town house and made a channel for infusing yin energy. Then he made a confession of you as a ghost, and changed the "feng shui" for you with such a cruel method. "

Jiang Yufeng pointed to the seat beside him, and said with a smile, "Come and sit, let's have a good talk."

The Taoist priest came a few days before Xiao Jie's death. On that day, Xiao Jie probably felt that her body was getting weaker and weaker recently, and her physical strength was not as good as before. In addition, she was living alone at home alone, with nothing to do. I wanted to do it, and I missed my daughter, so I came here to visit.

But Shen Hong hated Xiao Jie's attitude very much, her family was already a mess, but this man came to make trouble, as if he came to deliberately humiliate her.

At that moment, when Shen Hong saw Xiao Jie approaching from the door, she stared with red eyes, angrily raised a spatula and cursed out.

Xiao Jie was scolded for no reason that day, and she didn't even enter her daughter's house, her face was flushed with anger, and she and Shen Hong scolded each other in front of the house.

It wasn't until the woodcutter came home that the two people who were tugging were pulled apart.

Xiao Jie felt ashamed, and returned home sad and wronged.

But Shen Hong still seemed unable to swallow this breath, whenever she was free, she had to put it in her mouth and curse to feel at ease.

A few days later, a Taoist priest went up the mountain and passed by his house.

"Little virtuous man, can you give me some water?" At that time, the Taoist smiled and stopped the woodcutter. The woodcutter was a warm-hearted man, so he immediately brought out a bowl of water and gave it to the man.

The man bowed his head and drank.

After a long while, he raised his head, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the wooden house behind the woodcutter, muttering, "Little good man, the feng shui of your house is not very good."

This sound was heard by Shen Hong, who was sweeping the floor at the door. She was not living as she wanted, and now she found the reason, threw down the broom and hurried over, "Immortal, what do you say?"

"It's not going well, it's not going well."

"That's right! Our family is not going well." Shen Hong grabbed the Taoist priest's sleeve in grievance, "Do you think there is any way to change the Feng Shui for our family?"

The Taoist rolled his eyes around, and said with a smile on his face, "Of course there are."

But the woodcutter didn't really believe in this. He usually collects firewood well, and there is nothing wrong with it. Besides, he is also worried that the Taoist priest is a liar. What should he do if he comes to deceive him?

So he pulled Shen Hong vigilantly back then, but Shen Hong stared back.

"It's all for your own good! It's useless for me to be a mother, so why don't you please be gentle!"

The Taoist listened, and echoed again and again, "Yes, little good man, I don't want money, just to repay your sip and help you."

Jiang Yufeng heard the woodcutter frowning and told all the previous things, touched his lips lightly with his knuckles, and asked, "Don't you know what happened after that?"

The woodcutter shook his head.

He also wanted to know what happened during this period.