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

The Taoist priest didn't seem to have expected Jiang Yufeng to act so unconventionally, and fell silent for a while.

Song Bihui was walking ahead, but realized that this person hadn't followed for a long time. He was about to look back at what Jiang Yufeng was doing, but he didn't expect Jiang Yufeng to come up the next moment.

"What's the matter?" Song Bihui saw him silently pulling the fallen hair behind his ears, and when he raised his hand, the phoenix bracelet slenderly slid down a little from him.

The coquettish blood in the bracelet seemed to flow slowly for a moment, and then solidified quickly, making his skin even fairer.

I don't know why, this is obviously a very common action, but when he does it, there is a casual and seductive meaning everywhere, which makes Song Bihui can't help raising his eyebrows.

"Nothing." Jiang Yufeng said lightly, "I was targeted by dirty things."

Song Bihui heard the words and looked across the Jiangyu wind to the Taoist priest who was quietly watching here.

At that moment, the two happened to meet their eyes.

Under the curtain, the Taoist priest suddenly raised his lips.

Song Bihui's eyes turned cold almost instantly, he pursed his thin lips, and under the pressure, the cyan light from the surrounding lanterns scattered down as if they had a sense of reality, like sharp shattered ice.

This person's target is indeed not him, but Jiang Yufeng.

Jiang Yufeng must have realized this, so he didn't get entangled with this person too much, but he knew clearly in his heart that the Taoist priest would not let him go so easily.After all, it wasn't him who was interested in the hairpin.

It was the hairpin who was interested in him.

It's just that Jiang Yufeng is more puzzled about one question now, and that is whether this Taoist priest is the one who killed Xiao Jie as the woodcutter said.

If so, it is God's will.

……

Zeshan's family rules are not as strict as the outside world imagines, and the main emphasis is on "living in harmony".

Don't kill and set fire, don't fight with others, don't insult and slander, and other things mainly rely on strict requirements on the morals of the disciples to achieve the purity and peace of the sect.

In fact, no matter how individual the disciples are, they absolutely dare not be presumptuous here.

After all, several immortals are on top of their heads, who dares to die under their noses?

So in comparison, the most presumptuous ones in Zeshan are those immortals.

"Senior brother, why is there so much less wine in Zeshan!" The curfew was approaching, but Zhong Yaoye angrily pushed open the door of Qiao He's palace.

She held an empty wine jar in one hand, and a wooden hairpin in the other, and her disheveled hair shocked all the attendants inside the door.

But when they came back to their senses, they all retreated to the side tacitly, as if they had gotten used to it.

As long as this ancestor doesn't get upset and smashes the wine jar on their heads.

"Did Xuanzhong come to our Zeshan to grab the wine again? I'll go to Xuanshan immediately to ask them to pay back the money!" She threw the wine jar into the hands of an attendant, biting the wooden hairpin, she casually combed her hair.

Qiao He was originally composing a new qin music in the palace, but when Zhong Yaoye made such a noise, he was immediately so teased that he had nothing to write.

He put down the writing brush in his hand, raised his wide cuffs and went down the steps, and said with a warm smile, "Stop making trouble, Yao Ye, it was the second elder who said he liked it, so I asked him to take some back."

"I believe his nonsense!" Zhong Yaoye rolled his eyes, "He comes every year, every year with this stupid excuse. The student of the wine room sued me a few days ago, saying that he was Tu Su who had been saving for a long time He took away the wine, even the red lotus porcelain base used to pad the wine, this man is a bandit!"

When Qiao He heard this, he covered his mouth with his sleeve and laughed so hard that his senior brothers were usually too cute, which always made him unable to hold back the reservedness of the sect leader every time.

"Don't be angry, then you can go to the vault to get some silver taels, and you can buy any wine you want."

"That's what I was thinking, but I felt that Xuanshan was cheap for them, and you came here to search for nothing, but you are too good-tempered, so you can say whatever you want." Zhong Yaoye snorted coldly.

"However, it just so happened that I also wanted to go and see how Bihui was doing in Yishuitan. Earlier, when I tricked him into getting rid of evil spirits, his eyes looked as if he wanted to bite me."

Zhong Yaoye laughed when he thought of this.

"He never likes to take care of these things, but it's good to let him go out rarely to relax." Qiao He nodded in satisfaction.

"Speaking of which, Senior Brother Zhesui has been in seclusion for almost half a month, but there is no sound at all." Zhong Yaoye sat on the rocking chair on the other side boredly, "I passed by Zhesui Hall a few days ago, and it was dark inside. It's like a haunted house, and he doesn't answer me when I call him, it's so boring."

"Zhesui is not in good health. As you know, his sickness can only be suppressed with kung fu. I was taken aback when he said earlier that he could not break through, and he wanted to find a Taoist couple. But now that he is doing well, I And don't worry."

"It's all that ghost plague back then." Zhong Yaoye became a little unhappy when he thought of this, and muttered angrily.

"But he is also, like his apprentice, who is usually like a gourd with its mouth sawn off. When it hurts people, it can make people jump in anger, and now they all seem to have disappeared. There is no news. .Especially if you have to go back, you don’t know how to report safety when you go out.”

Qiao He smiled gently, "Both of them are colder, so why bother to get angry."

"It's all right now. The evil spirits in my Fuze Village have also been eliminated..." Zhong Yaoye raised his head proudly, "Tomorrow I will go to Yishuitan to see what those boys are doing. And, Huai Xu is also there, looking forward to my passing."

"Well, remember to be careful on the road." Qiao He nodded.

"Understood." Zhong Yaoye got up, and jumped to the door lightly like a swallow. When she left, she held the door and smiled and turned her head, "When I go to Yishuitan to find a beautiful Taoist partner for my little brother, I will give him a surprise." .”

On the other side of Yishuitan, the Jiangyu wind sneezed twice.

"Is it cold?" Song Bihui's voice rang in his ears in a low voice. They collected some relatively novel things along the way, but the further they went down, they saw nothing more rare.

The ghost market tonight gave Jiang Yufeng a wonderful feeling of picking up treasures in the trash.

"It's autumn." Jiang Yufeng looked up at the bright moon that was already in the middle.

The ghost market will open from midnight to cock crowing, and when the cock crows, they will all disperse.

Although in the middle of the night, they may slowly take out some of the previously hidden goods.But obviously, Jiang Yufeng has no interest.

Song Bihui also seemed to see Jiang Yufeng's lack of interest, so he didn't move forward.

The two tacitly walked back along the original road, the blue light around them became more and more gloomy, the bleak autumn wind blew past, and the shadows of the trees swayed, making the darkness seem to be crowded with ghosts.

Halfway there, Jiang Yufeng suddenly felt something was wrong.

The place where the Taoist priest was originally was turned into someone else's booth, and he was replaced by an old woman with curly hair.

The woman opened her cloudy eyes and sold some poisonous herbs such as dried lizards and heartbroken grass.

Occasionally people stop by her booth, but mostly pass by in a hurry.

Jiang Yufeng glanced over subconsciously, but suddenly stopped.

Under the flickering green lights of the booth, a blood-stained hairpin was inserted obliquely beside a dead wood stake.

The thin hair still exudes a fine luster under the dim light.

Jiang Yufeng instantly remembered the phalanx that was pierced by the hair.

"What's wrong?" Song Bihui noticed Jiang Yufeng's strangeness and asked aloud.

Jiang Yufeng was about to speak, but in the blink of an eye, the hairpin suddenly disappeared again, as if what he saw just now was all dazzled by his eyes.

This is by no means a good thing, the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light.

It's just that what kind of evil is this, that it is so courageous that it dares to go directly to him.

"Is it that person?" Song Bihui naturally also noticed this, and he looked at the woman who was secretly looking at him like a sharp knife.

The woman was startled, and quickly lowered her head.

"Let's go." Song Bihui said thoughtfully and coldly.

The cloud car was already waiting above the archway, and the two jumped into the car, but Jiang Yufeng suddenly heard the sound of something hard falling to the ground, so soft that it was hard to detect.

He ignored it, thinking it was the dead branches and leaves under the car that had fallen.

When he got in the car, Song Bihui waved his hand instantly, lighting up all the half-burned candles.

The moment the light came on, Jiang Yufeng clearly saw a gloomy ghost figure lying on his feet at the moment.

The ugly thing also noticed Jiang Yufeng's gaze, and now he grinned sinisterly at him with his blood-red mouth grinning to the ear.

"Uh..." But Jiang Yufeng just stared at the ghost indifferently, and then kicked it out quickly, kicking the ghost into the air.

The ghost roared and spun around in the air, then smashed in front of Jiang Yufeng in embarrassment.

In this short moment, Jiang Yufeng had already trampled that ghost under his feet.

If he still has energy at this moment, he will definitely play with it again, but now he is tired and too lazy to entangle with these ghost things.

Song Bihui saw that he was crushing the ghost all the time calmly and screaming, and for a while he didn't know what to say.

"Why did you catch up?" Jiang Yufeng muttered, and then kicked him out of the car door like he was kicking trash.

The action flows smoothly.

Then he turned his head, but saw Song Bihui's suspicious and probing eyes.

"Ah! It's so scary, I was so scared that I couldn't scream." Jiang Yufeng reacted immediately, and patted his chest pretending to be terrified, but he succeeded in getting Song Bihui's disgusted look.

He was about to make amends again, but unexpectedly, the man suddenly became vigilant as if he heard something.

"What's the matter?" He asked, and found that Song Bihui's gaze slowly fell on his cuff.

He immediately lowered his eyes and happened to find that a black shadow was climbing up his cuff with the red lotus pattern on it.

In a daze, Song Bihui took a step faster than him, and the man immediately put two fingers together, and neatly cut off a corner of his cuff.

The black shadow fell into the car with the sleeve fluttering, and the moment it landed, it seemed to be burned away in an instant, leaving only the broken cloth and a trace of black smoke rising.

But the weirdness didn't end there.

The moment the black smoke rose, Jiang Yufeng felt a cold touch against his forearm.

He flung his sleeves out immediately, but saw the blood-stained hairpin suddenly fall from his sleeve.

"Uh..." The hairpin made a "ding-dong" sound, and under the slightly flickering candlelight, it seemed like a piece of broken gold was scattered all over the ground. This thing was so persistent that it followed directly, Jiang Yufeng closed his eyes helplessly. I closed my eyes.

Now he has no energy, so his expression remains calm and unchanged.

Up to now, he just stretched out his hand to pick up the hairpin naturally, then raised the curtain of the car, and threw it out decisively.

It was the same fate as that ghost just now.

This time Song Bihui looked at it clearly, he raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you too scared to scream this time?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yufeng opened his eyes, but said nonsense, "I was so scared that I was about to tremble."

"Uh..." Song Bihui twitched his lips.

I thought that this unlucky thing would disappear from their sight just like that ghost.

It's just a pity that in less than a cup of tea, the hairpin appeared in the car again out of thin air.

"I didn't expect you to be so evil." Song Bihui lazily put one leg on the other, looking coldly at the white jade hairpin in the car, "I just went to the ghost market, and I recruited three back .”

Jiang Yufeng was also speechless. He looked at the hairpin and heard Song Bihui open his mouth, "Deer antler, yam, and fairy spleen, dodder..."

"what?"

"Cure yang deficiency." Song Bihui looked at him with a half-smile.