[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

He was like this because he was poisoned by the corpse, his whole body was chilling, and his body was getting weaker and weaker, as if his soul would return to the underworld in the next second, it seemed that he had to inhale Yang Qi to relieve it.

When he was buried in the ground, the coffin next to him suddenly moved for some unknown reason, and then corpse poison emerged from it, overflowing the coffin and entering his body.

And all this is thanks to the female corpse in the coffin.

The more Lin Moyu smoked, the more obsessed he became, and his complexion became more and more normal. Just when he was almost completely detoxified, Si Weiyuan gently pushed his face away: "Let's do this first. I don't have enough yang energy as a teacher. I'm afraid I can't do it anymore." Refill your energy, and ask for it when you recover in the future."

At the same time, he also cast a spell to make himself pale, trying to convince Lin Moyu that it was true.

Once he solves Lin Moyu, he won't ask him for help again, he knows this very well.

Lin Moyu felt much more comfortable after inhaling Yang Qi, and was not as uncomfortable as before, so he nodded and agreed easily.

He wouldn't have done such an abrupt thing if his body wasn't really uncomfortable.

Then he patted Si Weiyuan on the shoulder, motioning for him to put him down.

After landing, he looked down at the coffin with hatred in his eyes.

Her family forced him to bury him in the grave and let him marry her in the dark, and now he releases his corpse to harm himself. If it wasn't for the dead, he really wanted to smash her old grave and let her soul die. No peace.

In order to vent his anger for him, Si Weiyuan opened the coffin lid with one palm.

Sleeping inside was a corpse in a wedding gown reeking of stench.

Lin Moyu couldn't bear to look directly at it, and took a few steps back, covering his nose.

Sure enough, he still couldn't directly see these shocking visions.The thought of being buried with such a corpse at close range just now made his scalp tingle.

Si Weiyuan didn't react too much, instead he calmly talked directly to the female corpse in the coffin.

"Why do you want to do this?"

Unexpectedly, a female voice actually came out of the coffin, but the lips of the corpse did not move: "I am not satisfied with this ghost marriage partner. I was born into a rich family, so can even such a poor boy be worthy of me? Be buried with me." It's dishonoring my grave."

Lin Moyu was immediately furious with her anger.

This man, no, this ghost actually has the face to talk about him? ? ?Her family forced him to buy him a big living person for a ghost marriage in the grave, but she still has the face to despise herself, where does she have the confidence?

So he suppressed his nausea and went forward, covering his nose, pointing at the female corpse and said, "It's good that I don't despise you, but you still despise me? You have such a vicious heart, be careful that you will never be reborn in the [-]th hell!"

"That may disappoint you. My family has already found a Taoist priest for me to save me. I will soon be able to step into reincarnation and go to a better family. It is useless for you to curse me."

Lin Moyu was speechless, and just about to scold her a few more words to relieve his hatred, Si Weiyuan slapped her with his palm without hesitation, smashing the female corpse and the coffin to pieces from the air, and at the same time even her The souls wandering around his body were also torn apart, and the remaining souls were sent directly to the eighteenth floor of hell by him.

Before Lin Moyu could react, she was gone.

"..."

The cursing words suddenly stuck in his throat.

This suddenly disappeared and he didn't know how to play it.

"Now she will suffer in hell and never reincarnate." Si Weiyuan turned to Lin Moyu after finishing the fight.

Lin Moyu didn't know what to say for a while, so he said very palely: "Thank you..."

"Where is her family?"

Lin Moyu looked around, but he didn't expect his family to come with the villagers, and also fainted on the ground for some reason.

After he pointed out who they were, Si Weiyuan cast a spell to move them one by one from a distance and throw them into the pit where the female corpse used to be.

Due to the impact, those people woke up in twos and threes.

When I woke up, I found that I was actually in the grave, and there was a pile of white and yellow powder under my body. I was scared out of my wits and wanted to climb up.

But there is an invisible barrier above, trapping them alive inside, unable to climb up.

Lin Moyu seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, and opened his eyes wide: "Master, you are..."

"Why, do you sympathize with them?"

Lin Moyu shook his head: "No, I..."

Si Weiyuan lightly raised his hand, and the soil surrounding the grave poured down, burying those people little by little: "I'm just treating them in the same way, they deserve it. Mo Yu, if you are soft-hearted, you will suffer, and they will not be as soft-hearted as you when they bury you. If you can't be hard-hearted, I will help you as a teacher."

Lin Moyu clenched his lower lip and turned his head away.

Yes, he really shouldn't be sympathetic, these people deserved what they are doing now.If it weren't for them, he wouldn't be what he is now, and he can't be soft-hearted no matter what...

"Okay, let's go." After burying the man, Si Weiyuan turned around and supported Lin Moyu's back, leading him away from the graveyard.

On the way, Si Weiyuan saw from the corner of his eyes that Lin Moyu was injured on the back of his hand, so he asked him if the group of people who buried him also beat him.

Lin Moyu shook his head and said, "No, it was the couple who beat them."

"Do you know where they went?"

Lin Moyu still shook his head.

Si Weiyuan stroked his back, and promised him: "I will send someone to find them, and when I find them, I will make them pay back ten times."

Lin Moyu replied wearily: "En."

Leaving the village, the two walked all the way to a seemingly prosperous town.After resting in an inn, Xiao Er served them local specialties.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Lin Moyu, who had been hungry for a whole day, was salivating. Just as he picked up the chopsticks with his hands, he touched the bone injury and caused a sharp pain in his hands, causing him to drop the chopsticks.

He held the back of his hand lightly, tears rolled in his eyes, one was uncomfortable because he couldn't enjoy the delicious food right in front of him, and the other was thinking of all the suffering and grievances he suffered today, he couldn't restrain it.

Just when his tears were about to fall, Si Weiyuan lifted up his cuffs and personally picked up a dish with chopsticks and fed it to his mouth.

"Don't cry, I'll feed you."

Lin Moyu looked at the flesh around his mouth, and was stunned.

Wanting to eat but not daring to speak, after hesitating again and again, Lin Moyu asked again for confirmation: "Is it really possible? Will this be against the rules?"

"You even sucked my yang energy, you still feel awkward about this."

Lin Moyu blushed at what he said, and quickly opened his mouth to eat, hoping to get this matter over quickly.

Another sip followed.

The food was so delicious that he couldn't bear it, Lin Moyu even forgot that it was Si Weiyuan who was picking up the food for him, so he boldly ordered Si Weiyuan to come and ask him to pick this and that for him.

After eating and drinking, he lay comfortably on the chair covering his stomach, and said comfortably: "Master, I'm full, let's take a rest and continue on our way."

Si Weiyuan put down his chopsticks, propped his forehead and leaned on the table: "I don't."

Lin Moyu was puzzled: "Why?"

Si Weiyuan laughed softly, and teased him: "You've almost sucked my yang energy dry, what energy do I have to go on my way? Let's talk after a day's rest."

Lin Moyu just sat upright, wringing his fingers guiltyly: "Then is there any way to make it up?"

"Have."

"what way?"

Si Weiyuan's thin lips parted slightly, and he said meaningfully: "Collect yin to nourish yang."

Harvesting yin and nourishing yang?

Lin Moyu subconsciously looked at the brothel not far from the window.

Then he frowned: "So you want to visit brothels? Master, you..."

Si Weiyuan looked at him very suggestively: "You are an extremely yin body now, if you are willing to replenish my yang, I am naturally willing to accept it."

"..."

Lin Moyu stopped talking, and avoided Si Weiyuan's gaze, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

If I knew it, I shouldn't have asked.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned his gaze to the door, he saw his adoptive parents walking into the inn with someone who seemed to be their daughter.

Si Weiyuan followed his gaze, raised his brows lightly: "It's really hard to find a place to find, and it doesn't take much effort to get here. Now they have come to your door by themselves, how do you deal with Moyu?"

Lin Moyu stood up directly, and walked towards the three with a cold face.

But Si Weiyuan pulled him back and sat down, using a little trick to make everyone in the inn disappear, leaving only them and those three people.

In this way, the other party easily saw Lin Moyu who was supposed to die. After seeing him, the few people were frightened out of their wits, and ran out non-stop, shouting again and again: "There is a ghost!"

Before they could get out, the door slammed shut, blocking their way.

After they yelled for a while, they gradually calmed down. The man wiped off his cold sweat, picked up a chair next to him and walked towards Lin Moyu in disbelief.

"Damn it, I don't believe in evil anymore. It doesn't matter if you are a fucking human or a ghost, even the old ghost will break up your soul!"

However, when he was a few meters away from Lin Moyu, he suddenly froze and fell down without warning.

Blue and purple blood streaks immediately covered the man's whole body at a speed visible to the naked eye. He curled up, bleeding from his seven orifices, as if he was dying.

His wife and daughter ran over to see him, blood streaks appeared on their body as soon as their hands touched his body, and then the two also fell to the ground in convulsions.

Lin Moyu was frightened by the appearance of the three of them, got up and hid behind Si Weiyuan.

"What happened to them?"

Si Weiyuan looked at the corpse aura lingering around Lin Moyu, and said, "You were so emotional that you suddenly released corpse poison. They belong to mortals, so they won't last long. It's a pity that we can't torture them properly."

"Corpse, corpse poison, mine?"

As soon as Lin Moyu finished speaking, he realized that he suddenly became as cold as before, and his body began to tremble slightly. The yang energy in his body gradually faded away, and the biting cold air rushed through his body, hitting his flesh and bones with pain.

Lin Moyu folded his arms and knelt down, and his spirit began to become trance again.

Later, the corpse poison became more and more serious, Lin Moyu couldn't bear it and hugged Si Weiyuan's leg, then slowly climbed up, sat tremblingly on Si Weiyuan's lap, looked at his lips longingly, and exhaled He took a cold breath: "Master, help me..."