The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

"I'll go!" The fairy in the morning and evening pavilion took out the things in the hole one by one, and there were several curses at the same time.

Severed fingers, eyeballs, and bloody internal organs were all enchanted and kept in the cave above the head.

Qi Wushen's fingertips brushed over those mutilated limbs, and some immortals already frowned, showing nausea and about to vomit.

Although they are in a peaceful age, the immortals in the Nine Heavens have more or less experienced battle damage, and there is no such thing as a scene where they have not seen bloody scenes. It's just... those stumps were left there for an unknown period of time, and the blood almost flowed. The organs are slightly tightened, and the color is unhealthy, like stale meat that has been dried in the kitchen for a few days, and it still has a slight fishy smell.

The sense of substitution is very strong, and I can already start to vomit.

"Just smelling this smell, I'm going to throw up, how do you hold back and still stand here?"

"How do I know? It might be numb from nausea. Collect these things and seal them with fairy magic like a treasure. Tell me, is this person sick? What kind of fucking perverted hobby is this?"

"That's right, thinking about sitting under a pile of rotting flesh every day, isn't he disgusting?"

"Who knows the perverted thoughts? When I thought about the chess games we were sitting on these things just now, I felt... the whole person is not very well."

Qi Wushen looked in the direction that the man looked up, the dark hole was right above the table, and it was hidden shallowly, as if deliberately waiting for them to find out.

Thinking of this, the fairy's throat rolled, and he made the sound of wanting to vomit.

Qi Wushen used a backhand to cover his eyes, blocking the sight of several immortals.

"Okay, if you can't bear it, go out and stay for a while."

He waved his hand, and the surrounding immortals almost dispersed.

Qi Wushen took a piece of thick paper from the corner, he wrapped the stumps and was about to throw them out when he saw another person in the room.

"What? Don't you feel sick?" Qi Wushen raised his eyebrows, deliberately making a fake move of throwing the paper bag.

His movements were small, but the fairy was startled.

He bounced off like a spring, and after a moment of calming down, he realized that he had been deceived, and repeatedly stroked his chest: "Mr. Xianchen, are you still human?"

"..."

Qi Wushen thought: It's just a game of chess together, we haven't gotten to know each other well yet, why did you scold the master?

Just as he was about to speak, the man shook his head and went straight to the point.

"Mr. Xianchen, there's still something on it, but I didn't pick it off."

"Pick?"

Qi Wushen looked at him and blinked, only to realize for a moment that this person was just one of the few people who just took things out of the black hole.

"Did you feel something stuck in the crevice of the stone when you were digging out something just now?" Qi Wushen asked.

"No," the other party shook his head, "it's the stone wall below."

He said again, "There are words on it."

"I also wrote a lot."

-

I don't know who I am.

I also can't remember when I came to Jiuchongtian.

My memory is so bad that I even forgot the appearance of the immortal who brought me back when I ascended.

He should be dead, dissipated, how he died, I also don't remember.

He likes to beat me and scold me. When he is not going well in cultivation, he will punish me to be a human target; when he is agitated in dealing with official duties, he will step on me as a cushion.

He smiled kindly in front of people, but I will always remember his ugly face under the mask.

He said, I want to thank him, if he hadn't ascended to take me along the way, I would have disappeared in the dust field long ago.

He said, I should be grateful to him, and only he is willing to be served by me personally.

One is the celestial emperor, and the other is the low-status Xianmi. I want to expose his face, but no one believes it.

I went to ask for help, but no one wants to take care of a Xianmi who has nothing.

I want to run away, but I can't.

I know the lines under each pair of his boots, I know the techniques and strength he used to punish people, and I know how to cut open the internal organs is the most painful without killing people.

His existence turned the endless life in the Nine Heavens into endless torture.

Fortunately, he showed up.

Then he disappeared.

very nice.

He will never appear in this world again.

very nice.

They also disappeared.

very nice.

They all disappeared.

-

The two of them looked down along the removed stone wall. At first, the handwriting was clear and correct, but then the handwriting became more and more wild. It can be vaguely seen that the mental state of the writer is getting worse and worse, and even has the tendency of madness.

Looking further down is the name, there are many names.

Qi Wushen looked at those names, then at the contents of the paper bag, pursed his lips.

The fairy next to him screamed, his face suddenly turned pale, and he sighed weakly: "Oh my god, a pervert is indeed a pervert."

He paused and said again: "But...it's quite pitiful."

The corners of Qi Wushen's mouth tightened, there was only one word in his mind.

--Crazy.

"Check it out...forget it, there's nothing to check."

Qi Wushen put away what he wanted to say.

It is conceivable where those things, stumps and so on, came from.

Lu Shuanghua originally hated Jiuchongtian and the world, so it's no wonder that he would... activate the formation to summon the Taoist Master Jingshi.

For him, this world is filthy and needs to be cleaned.

"Okay, let's leave today, you find a few people to take these things, and that stone slab to return to Nan Tianzun."

Qi Wu sighed deeply, pointed to the bag again, and said to the man.

-

During this period of time, there is no need to pay back karma, Zong Wu spends more than half of his time in Jiuchongtian, and the other half of his time in Styx Youfu.

Although the distance between the two sides is not close, but after giving birth, the time for cultivation has increased, and Zong Wu's recovery speed has also increased.

How fast it is, Qi Wushen doesn't know.

He knew that the master used to come to find him on a boat, but now... not necessarily at any time, if he formed a formation on the spot, and a few lights were lit in the room, the master would appear in front of him.

Qi Wushen half leaned against the bed, looking through the documents and records of Du Jie's other lives, when a golden and blue formation lit up, and a person whom he hadn't seen for a few hours suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master, you are back!" The boy's voice was soft and sweet.

Before Zong Wu could see the person clearly, he felt something heavy grabbing his waist and hanging in front of him, like a vine entwined on a tree.

After a while, the radiance dissipated, and Zong Wu finally saw clearly the person hanging on his body.

Qi Wushen's eyes were moist and full, as if he had just enjoyed a sumptuous meal.

Zong Wu lifted the man off his body, sat back at the table, and said in a calm tone, "I found something."

"What did you find?" Qi Wushen raised his head, kissed Zong Wu's side, and his expression became serious.

Zong Wu took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, which looked familiar.

"Find out the spiritual thoughts inside, one piece is the soul fragment of Min Fangu, and the other piece of soul, only a small amount of Ji Hanya's soul, mainly belongs to that tiger demon."

"Huh? Someone separated their fused souls?" Qi Wushen blinked, and his eyes were wider than usual.

Zong Wu nodded: "It is true that they are separated, but the method is a bit... brutal."

"Ok?"

"The method of separation is very extreme. It seems to ensure that the redundant parts can be completely removed, so it is bound to hurt the main body."

"what……"

Zong Wu paused and said: "That is to say, the rest is indeed Ji Hanya, but his soul is incomplete. He may be stupid, or he may have other disabilities."

"Oh……"

The boy's reaction was too simple and honest, Zong Wu cast a speechless look.

Qi Wushen turned his eyes, and said again: "Master, I also found something here."

"what?"

Qi Wushen told Zong Wu what they had discovered, and after listening, both of them fell silent.

"Those things are disgusting, so I asked them to take them back to scare my uncle." The boy stuck out his tongue, but the expression on his face was a bit reluctant.

Zong Wu didn't answer, and said thoughtfully: "I can't see that he is such a crazy person."

Qi Wushen nodded: "It's true that you can't see it at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, everything can be traced."

When they first met, Lu Shuanghua clearly knew Zong Wu, but deliberately followed their words as a first acquaintance.

Later, when they met again in Jiuzhongtian, the other party was seduced layer by layer, using herself as bait.

Thoughtful and bold.

Especially the series of behaviors that Lu Shuanghua committed suicide in the Tianque Ice Field were really crazy.

"Actually, I have a feeling that Lu Shuanghua is definitely not a good person, but he seems to be different from ordinary evil spirits."

"How?" Zong Wu asked.

"How should I put it?" Qi Wushen rubbed his head, "I feel that Lu Shuanghua is like a martyr, but his way is not the same as our righteous way, it seems to be some real evil way."

Zong Wu is very smart, he can understand every single point, and he understood the meaning of the little apprentice's words almost instantly.

Qi Wushen said again: "There is one more thing that I am more concerned about."

"What?" Zong Wu asked.

The little apprentice has experienced many people, and has a more unique and sharper vision than him in recognizing people.

Qi Wushen said again: "I don't know why, I always feel that his hatred has calmed down, and the reason for continuing to summon Daoist Jing Shi is for other reasons."

"what reason?"

Qi Wushen popped out two words: "Repay your kindness."

He was the last one in the self-report, and the investigation showed that when Lu Shuanghua was Xiaoxianmi, there was a period of time when his cultivation level soared until he passed the catastrophe.

Qi Wushen highly suspects that the man on the stone wall, the land that disappeared, is also the manipulator behind everything, but unfortunately there is no evidence.

Qi Wushen sighed softly, feeling a little depressed, at this moment, a cold hand stroked the broken hair lightly on the top of his head.

"Why do you feel that you are not in a good mood?"

Qi Wushen shook his head: "I'm just tired."

There is indeed a tired component, but there is a deeper reason.

——When a person faces too much darkness, it is difficult to allow himself to be completely bright.

Lu Shuanghua's cunning, madness, and wearing a mask always reminded Qi Wushen that in his self-report, the people who abused him were hypocritical and extreme, and they were exactly the same.

Was it assimilated?Or for other reasons?

Qi Wushen didn't have an answer.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Looking up, the master was unfolding his skirt, revealing a large piece of white skin at the neckline. Zong Wu raised his eyes and asked him two words.

"Do you want to?"