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

"Jiang Chuan, why is your face so ugly?" Qiao Xuan turned her head and saw Jiang Yufeng, who was supporting the carved dragon pillar beside her, with a sad and hopeless expression on his face, as if his wife had run away with someone else, "Don't be scared I."

"It's okay...it's okay..." He's okay!He was too busy, Jiang Yufeng covered his face weakly and slowly retreated, "I'll go upstairs to rest, don't call me."

"But..." Qiao Xuan glanced at the black figure at the door in fear, saw Song Bihui's cold eyes swept over, immediately shrank his head, trembled, and said, "Chuan Chuan, what do you want?" Don't take me with you."

It's a pity that one person's movements may not be easy to be noticed, but the two are different, not to mention that Qiao Xuan is just like a dazzling little peacock, which is too eye-catching.

At that moment, many people looked sideways at them curiously.

Zhong Huaixu stepped forward to take Song Bihui's umbrella and leaned it against the door.

"When did this happen?" Song Bihui naturally sat down on a chair beside him, and asked Zhong Huaixu as if he was chatting homely.

As soon as Song Bihui sat down, no one dared to sit down. Even the weak Nan Xing got up very quickly and stuck to the corner of the wall.

The man's deep voice rang slowly in the lobby like an ancient bell, as if it could directly shake people's hearts.

This may be a kind of enjoyment for others, but it is endless torture for Jiang Yufeng, which makes him feel like a splitting headache.

He managed to plan a perfect escape plan, so why did he miss Song Bihuihui.Moreover, didn't he repeatedly emphasize that he couldn't say it at the banquet?

This bastard and awkward big liar.

"It's probably Zishi." Zhong Huaixu folded his arms and said softly, "No one would have thought that something would happen before the evil spirit removal meeting."

"Yeah." Song Bi responded, raising his eyes and suddenly saw two figures sneaking up the stairs, "What are those two?"

What is what... Zhong Huaixu also froze for a moment, but when she followed Song Bihui's gaze, she happened to see Qiao Xuan's guilty eyes and Jiang Yufeng's unusually indifferent back.

Huai Xu: "..." Acquaintance.

"Let everyone go downstairs now, don't hide and pretend to be dead, I will check each room at that time, and throw those who don't cooperate directly into Yishui Lake to feed the fish."

Song Bi raised his chin in return, "Also, tie those two up for me first, they are sneaky, it's not a good thing at first glance."

Qiao Xuan: "Ah!?"

He didn't expect Tianheng Xianjun to strike so hard, and immediately hugged the wooden handrail beside him, "Senior sister Huai Xu, save me, don't tie me up! I really don't know anything."

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng was so speechless that he wanted to grab the ground with his head.

After a stick of incense, everyone gathered in the lobby, which was so crowded that it looked very lively, but everything was silent, which made people feel nervous.

In the middle is a place that everyone tacitly vacated, forming a huge empty circle with Song Bihui as the center. Except for Song Bihui, only two people survived inside, Zhong Huaixu and Jiang Yufeng.

Jiang Yufeng sighed silently as he looked at his right hand tied to the table by the fairy rope.

He was forced to, and he was extremely embarrassed.

In fact, his treatment was considered good. Jiang Yufeng silently turned his head and glanced at the miserable Qiao Xuan who was chained to the door and could only squat. This child was really miserable.

It's so weird, there are people in the world who tie peacocks like dogs. It's really Song Bihui, who has a lot of sentimentality.

After a while, Song Bihui went upstairs alone, not so much for investigation, but for shopping. This person looked very leisurely with his hands behind his back, just like he came to inspect his own territory.

"Whose room is this?" He suddenly pointed to a door.

This made Nan Xing's heart skip a beat, and he raised his hand in fear, "Xianjun... this is my room."

"A lot of energy has been sucked in." Song Bihui said indifferently, "I've been wandering around your room for a few times, you ghosts, and didn't you think of sticking some talisman papers before going to bed?"

"Yes, I was negligent." Nan Xing's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his head, and faltered in reply.

I only heard Song Bihui hum, and said displeasedly, "My disciple of Zeshan is so careless, you think this removal is just for fun? If you don't have a long memory, go back to Zeshan and train him before coming back. "

"Immortal Monarch calm down, this disciple knows his mistake!" Nan Xing was instantly flustered, and she apologized quickly, but she shook her head lightly as if Zhong Huaixu comforted her.

She knew that Song Bihui was the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, known for protecting his weaknesses, this time getting rid of evil spirits was a matter of life and death.

If you are not careful, there may be back and forth at any time. What he said is just to warn the monkeys, to give this group of newcomers who don't understand anything, it is not malicious.

Jiang Yufeng watched the play with great enthusiasm, and slandered: "Oh, such a big iron pillar of ice can actually feel sorry for Jiaohua, it's so strange, the sky is falling."

But he didn't have a good time watching it, so he was called out suddenly, "Who lives in this house."

"It's me." He said lightly, leaning weakly against the table, waiting for Song Bihui to scold him again.

Then the first handprint is still there, just a blank shape of a heart, which was teased by Qiao Xuan in the morning when the Jiangyu wind was so wicked.

But the strange thing is, Song Bihui just stared at him for a long time, then narrowed his eyes dangerously, then looked away wordlessly, and went to the next room.

He may be calling himself a psychopath in his heart!Jiang Yufeng suddenly felt that Song Bihui was insulting him, and immediately an unknown fire rose.

"What about this room?" He reached out and pointed to the room next door.

This time, the big gray sack raised its hand.

"The anger of death is so heavy, it's hopeless, go and pick a coffin and cemetery you like." Song Bihui looked down at the man, his eyes were full of indifference and no compassion.

As soon as he said this, everyone was startled, and they all moved away from the young man. The young man took a step back and said tremblingly, "Don't ask me to joke, Xianjun."

"I never joke." He flew downstairs, landed on the table tied with Jiang Yufeng, and then lightly jumped in front of the young man, "You know better than me, did it take a long time to cover up the rotten smell all over your body?" effort?"

Why did this thing jump on his stage on purpose.Jiang Yufeng rolled his eyes in his heart, little bastard, let him drag him.

At that moment, the big gray sack lowered his head slowly, his complexion turned gray almost quickly, and it matched the clothes on his body. He stretched out his hand to rub it uneasily, but a large piece of carrion fell out.

Everyone exclaimed and retreated like a tide.

"Can you, don't tell me Master that I was corrupted by a ghost." He muttered.

Song Bihui raised his eyebrows, playing with taste, "Why?"

"I don't want...he is sad..."

"Why is he sad?" Song Bihui asked puzzled, which made Jiang Yufeng raise his eyes suddenly, "Without you, he just needs to find another apprentice."

"Brother!" Zhong Huaixu frowned and stopped.

The big gray sack seemed to be touched by the sad place, and his eyes were red immediately, but he was about to die, his whole eyes were covered with gray bloodshot eyes, which looked a little scary, "Xianjun, my master is not a heartless person, our master There is a deep love, and no one can replace it."

This made Song Bihui silent, and he turned around, as if he didn't want to communicate any more with the big gray sack with the wooden fish's head.

Jiang Yufeng, who was also shot while lying down, felt that he was inexplicably scolded on the sidelines, and his heart felt numb.

Forget it, his heart has already turned cold.

"Xianjun is merciful." The big gray sack knelt down slowly, "If the master asks, please say that I sacrificed for the righteousness of the common people, and tell my master to take care of my body, so that I don't have to grieve for my apprentice..."

After a while, he was silent again.

So, two people died directly last night!Everyone watched a person die in front of their own eyes, and suddenly felt cold sweat on their backs, and their heartbeats accelerated.

Some who couldn't bear it had already turned their backs.

Zhong Huaixu with a bad face beckoned the man to cover the big gray sack with a white cloth and carried it out, and ordered the man to pay attention when he left. This man died because of ghost energy entering his body, and he was an excellent container for ghost possession.

If you don't keep it all tonight, you will find the thing yesterday.

Those few people responded with trepidation, and went out cautiously.

"Okay." Song Bihui straightened his cuffs. He obviously just said such a cold sentence, but it made all the disciples feel relieved as if they had been pardoned. With your strength, there are those who fish in troubled waters, just wait for the ghosts to come to you tonight."

He said, hanging his heart again.

Just when Jiang Yufeng felt that the matter was over, Song Bihui spoke again.

"You, follow me."

"Why Xianjun?" Jiang Yufeng's eyes widened suddenly. He watched Song Bihui step by step towards him, subconsciously stepped back, and hit the table with his back instantly.

The injury he had bumped into the bamboo a few days ago hadn't healed very much, but now the pain made him grin his teeth.

"Is painting fun?" He asked suddenly.

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng remembered the little heart he drew on the ghost seal, and fell silent.

"It's quite courageous. It turns out that the ghost seal was only printed on the door, but now it is directly printed on the body." Song Bihui sneered, "I like painting, next time I paint my face, I don't know what you mean. I escaped a catastrophe, but it’s okay, anyway, the ghost will come to find you today, so please show me a good show.”

What a ghost print!Qiao Xuan stood up in shock, and was pulled down by the Immortal Binding Cable again, almost gnawing on the ashes with her face on the ground.

"My little skill..." Jiang Yufeng was still struggling hard, trying to avoid Song Bihui's hand, but Song Bihui ignored him at all, untied one end of the fairy rope, lifted him up, and then Pulled up.

This bastard is a bit strong.Jiang Yufeng wants to cry but has no tears, so he will have to spend a lot of effort to escape.

The boat sank naturally at the bridgehead, he thought silently, he could only take one step at a time.

"Don't untie it first." Song Bi turned around and said to Zhong Huaixu who was about to untie Qiao Xuan, "Tie him up for a few more minutes, so that he can remember for a long time."

"Uh..." This person was too naive.

Jiang Yufeng staggered and was dragged away by Song Bihui. The slanting cold rain outside the house made him shrink back. Song Bihui looked back at him, "Go get me an umbrella."

"Ah?" Jiang Yufeng had never held an umbrella for anyone in his life, and he silently took the umbrella in Zhong Huaixu's hand, feeling his heart bleeding.

Why bother, do they have to torture each other like this?

He opened the umbrella with a "swish", and Song Bihui was slightly taller than him, so he had to raise his arms even higher and approached the person, but he didn't expect the person to grab his waist.

"Stay better." He said with some disgust, and instantly put Jiang Yu Fengfei on the cloud car.

Before Jiang Yufeng could get a firm foothold at the door of Yunche, he was thrown into the car by Song Bihui like trash. He hit the wall of the car, and felt stares in his eyes and dizzy.

Damn...he cursed in anger.

He propped himself up, but he heard Song Bihui say coldly, "You know, you have a feeling, very much like me, a very annoying person."

"Uh……"