[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

Zhang Wuji smiled lightly and said to me, "What Zhiruo says is what she says."

For a time, the surrounding air became quiet.

Immediately, everyone in Mingjiao laughed.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in Wudang also laughed.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wuji with a look of "everyone understands".

Zhang Wuji called me Zhiruo, not Master Zhou.

He called me on the tongue endearingly.

Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "Okay, we got it."

They never mentioned my marriage with Zhang Wuji any more, and only said to Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, you are not young, if you like it, you should work hard!"

"Yeah, work hard!"

They patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and looked at me while laughing.

Ha ha.

I also laugh.

While laughing, he looked at Zhang Wuji with approving eyes: "Yes, Master Zhang, work hard!"

Then everyone stopped laughing.

They were a little confused about the situation between me and Zhang Wuji.

He looked at me, then at Zhang Wuji, as if his throat was blocked by something and he couldn't speak.

Only Zhang Wuji was still smiling, and said to me: "I still need Sect Master Zhou to help me a lot."

After a moment of silence, a group of men laughed again.

"Yes!"

"Master Zhou, please help our leader!"

"Wuji has to work hard!"

They are still making trouble.

But I don't care, I have already cleared up here.Lower your head and continue eating.

After the meal, the crowd did not disperse, but still gathered in the lobby.

Song Yuanqiao said: "We are not seriously injured. We plan to leave for Wudang tomorrow morning and report to Master and his elders."

Zhang Wuji nodded: "I should go back earlier so that Grand Master won't be worried. As for me, I'm not in good health, I'm afraid I'll have to rest for a few days before going back."

"You take a good rest, it's okay." Song Yuanqiao persuaded him, "Your grand master is not someone who can't think about it. It's good to know that you are fine. After you finish your work here, go see his old man."

Zhang Wuji's feelings for Zhang Sanfeng are still very sincere, his eyes were slightly red, he nodded and said: "Yes."

After speaking, he remembered one thing, and said again: "Uncle Liu was injured by a gangster, and the injury is the same as Uncle Third. I have already sent my subordinates to deliver the medicine, and now I should be able to see the effect."

After finishing speaking, he told Song Yuanqiao where Yin Liting was recuperating: "Uncle Liu can pick up Uncle Six when he goes back. Uncle Six still has extra medicine, so you can take it with Uncle Six when you go back."

"Really?" Song Yuanqiao immediately became excited, "That's good, that's good, Wuji, your third uncle must be very grateful to you!"

"We're all a family, what kind words are you talking about?" Zhang Wuji said lightly.

Speaking of which, Yu Daiyan's leg had something to do with Yin Susu's, and he did this to atone for Yin Susu's sin.

Song Yuanqiao didn't mention it anymore, just said: "When are you going to pick up your adoptive father back to the Central Plains? Do you want our help?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "I plan to go quietly, so as not to attract the younger generation and increase troubles."

"It should be so." Song Yuanqiao nodded.

When I heard this, I put down the teacup in my hand and raised my head: "I will go with Master Zhang."

Everyone was a little surprised.

The most surprised ones were the Emei faction: "Master?!"

They all thought I was acting weird.

Obviously Jue Ming said that I am not allowed to associate with Zhang Wuji, otherwise I will hand over the position of head to Ding Minjun.

I still want to go with Zhang Wuji openly, isn't it obvious...

"You can go!" Ding Minjun slapped the table and reached out to me, "Hand over the iron ring and Yitian sword first!"

Everyone looked this way.

Jingxuan tugged at her: "Stop messing around."

"What am I messing around with?" Ding Minjun shook her off and looked at me sharply, "Master said that she is not allowed to get involved with the kid surnamed Zhang, otherwise she will hand over the head and let me take over!"

Everyone in the Emei faction frowned, obviously feeling embarrassed.

Infighting in front of outsiders is not something to be proud of.

But they also blamed me, they knew what kind of temper Ding Minjun had, but deliberately said this in front of her.And, violating the last word of extinction.

"What is 'entanglement'?" I looked at Ding Minjun calmly, "Now that the imperial court wants to wipe out all the martial arts sects, we need to unite together. I am the head, and I have some affairs with other sects. Can it be avoided?"

Ding Minjun was not convinced, felt that I was sophistry, and opened his mouth to speak.

I didn't give her a chance to speak: "Otherwise, let you go?"

She was stunned.

"I walked with Zhang Jiaozhu to ensure the safety of the Dragon Slaying Knife and not fall into the hands of people with evil intentions. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable. Once the news spreads, there will be countless people looting it. If Senior Sister Ding thinks to herself Martial arts are high-strength, and you can handle it, so it's the same if you go."

Ding Minjun's face turned ugly.

She opened her mouth, unable to answer.

Of course she didn't want to go.

As I said, how many people have people's hearts and minds, who talk nicely but do things secretly?

Her martial arts are average, if she goes with Zhang Wuji, she may suffer a disadvantage if she doesn't go very far.

Once she dies, the Emei Pie will be completely mine.

But if I go, it will be different—if I die, the Emei Pai will be hers.

She wasn't so stupid that she couldn't get over this trick, so she soon cheered up: "I was talking too much. The sect master is righteous and has the best martial arts in our sect. Let the sect master go."

I smiled and asked her, "Have you decided?"

She nodded simply: "Yes!"

I will not mention the "entanglement" with Zhang Wuji and the "change of head" at all.

My goal has been achieved.

I said this on purpose on this occasion.

Private meetings that are not seen in the light are easy to breed gossip.Among the fair and aboveboard colleagues, no one can tell how dirty they are.

I just want to go with Zhang Wuji, and let them not say anything wrong.

"Then I would like to thank Master Zhou for your help." Zhang Wuji stood up while supporting the table, and solemnly thanked me with his hands clasped together.

I stood up and returned the salute: "Everyone is prosperous and all are prosperous, and every one is hurt and all are hurt. It is also necessary to help each other."

Song Yuanqiao looked at me with some deep meaning in his eyes.

Having achieved my goal, I got up and went upstairs.

Go back to the house and look at Beibei first.

To my surprise, before Song Qingshu left, he was sitting by the bed, staring at Beibei in a daze.

I pushed open the door and called out in surprise: "Song Shaoxia?"

He just came back to his senses, got up immediately, and looked at me warily.

I smiled: "Why does Song Shaoxia look at me like this?"

"If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing. Master Zhou really doesn't know why I look at you like this?" He said coldly, his eyes contemptuous.

I nodded: "It seems that the figure in Wan'an Temple is you."

He doesn't deny it.

"Want to expose me?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He was startled, then looked at me with disgust and said: "If I have evidence, I will expose you when I am in Wan'an Temple!"

He said to expose "you".

This even counts Zhang Wuji.

"I have evidence." I walked to the bed and bent over to look at Beibei.I don't know if it's my illusion, but she looks better, a little rosy, "Do you want Song Shaoxia?"

He froze for a moment, then sneered and said: "Hypocritical! You have done such a rebellious thing, are you willing to give me the evidence?"

"Ken." I stood up and walked up to him, "Not only will I expose myself, I will also expose Zhang Wuji."

Song Qingshu froze for a moment, then looked at me suspiciously: "Why are you doing this? What do you want?"

"I want Song Shaoxia to help me take care of Senior Sister Bei for three months." I glanced at the bed, "I want to go with Zhang Wuji to bring back the Lion King and Dragon Saber, and I will trouble Song Shaoxia to take care of my Senior Sister Bei in the past few months. "

He was even more surprised: "Why don't you ask Emei disciples to take care of her?"

My eyes darkened: "They can't take care of her well." I raised my head and saw that he didn't believe me, so I said, "How is it? Brother Song?"

"Don't call me Senior Brother Song!" He moved his lips, and finally looked at me with disgust, "I am no longer your Senior Brother Song!"

I smiled, not annoyed, and asked softly: "How can Song Shaoxia agree?"

He frowned and stopped talking.

"Well, no matter what you want, just say it. When I come back, if you think it over, I will definitely obey it. If you don't think it over, just follow what I said before. I will be a witness to expose the evil between myself and Zhang Wuji. OK." I said.

His brows were tightened even more, and he didn't believe me at all: "Since you can deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, you must not be a person who keeps your promise. Why should I trust you?"

"That's good." I stopped talking, and pointed out the door, "Song Shaoxia, please."

After finishing speaking, he ignored him, rolled up his sleeves, rummaged through the box, found the medicine, raised the stove, and started to boil the medicine.

When I boiled the medicine, I saw that Song Qingshu hadn't left, he was still standing there without moving.

"What else is Song Shaoxia doing?" I tilted my head to look at him while fanning the fan to keep the flame steady.

He frowned, as if he couldn't figure it out: "Once you expose yourself, you won't be able to be the head of the Emei School. You would rather do that kind of thing in order to be the head, so why did you let go so easily?"

"It's very simple. When I come back and find that Senior Sister Bei is being taken care of by you, I'll kill you to silence everything." I smiled at him, "I'm still the leader of the Emei Sect. I kill two birds with one stone."

He took two steps back in fright, his face pale: "You, you—"

"Isn't it vicious?" I smiled at him.

His face became even paler, and when he looked at me, there was as much disgust and fear as he said, "You, why are you such a vicious woman? Thanks to me, I still... still..."

"Have you ever liked me?" I laughed, "I'm so beautiful, there are very few men who don't like me." As I said, I plucked the hair by my ears casually.

He stood there for a long time without speaking.

Then he opened the door and went out.

I did not stop.

Staring at the stove, he smiled slowly.

He will say yes.

"How is your senior sister?" Zhang Wuji came in when the medicine was almost ready.

I pointed to the head of the bed: "Go and have a look."

He walked over, took Beibei's right hand, and felt the pulse.

"Yes, the medicine has begun to take effect." His tone was very relieved.

I laughed happily: "I would also like to thank Dr. Zhang Da."

"Great doctor Zhang..." Zhang Wuji also laughed, and came over to squat with me, "What did you talk to Song Qingshu in the room just now?"

I tilted my head and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"Not much." He looked nonchalant, "Just chatting with you."

I laughed: "The weather is fine today, neither hot nor cold."

He looked displeased.

"What? Isn't it to talk about 'day'?" I winked at him.

He covered his heart, and looked at me with pained eyes: "Zhiruo, I'm going to be mad at you to death."

"Then you are too easy to get angry." I rolled my eyes and smiled, "I asked him to stay and take care of Senior Sister Bei. I will go with you to pick up Xie Lion King. I don't feel at ease when someone else takes care of Bei Bei."

His eyes moved: "Only this?"

"Otherwise?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He smiled, his eyes moved slightly, and something seemed to be blooming slowly on his face, which was extraordinarily beautiful: "Zhiruo, you are starting to calm down."

"What?" I pretended not to understand.

He stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of broken hair from my ear, and tucked it behind my ear: "You want to match Song Qingshu and Bei Jinyi?"

To be honest, he knows me so well that I want to kill him.

No one wants to have a roundworm-like person around him who understands your thoughts.

That's scary.

"Did I hit it?" He looked at me and smiled, gently rubbed my chin with his fingertips, and lifted my chin so that I could look directly at him.

If I make him happy, I will take his last name.

"Do you know why I matched them?" I stared into his eyes and said word by word, "Because I think Song Qingshu is very good, he is the best man I have ever met, only he is worthy of Senior Sister Bei. "

Zhang Wuji's complexion changed, his eyes were dark with a cold luster.

"Look, he comes from a good background, is handsome, hates evil, is upright, and is good at martial arts..." I counted on my fingers and showed him, "Is he the best man?"

Zhang Wuji pinched my chin, about to crush it, he stared into my eyes, and said word by word: "So what? He's so good, you can't even look down on him!"

"Are you admitting that you are inferior to him?" I endured the pain and smiled maliciously.

His eyes suddenly sank, glowing with a cold light.

I almost felt the shards of ice shoot out from his gaze, whizzing, piercing me.

Curious about his reaction, I stared at him without blinking.

But I saw that he gradually restrained his emotions, put on that generous and gentle mask again, pointed to the stove and said to me: "The medicine is ready."

I immediately slapped his hand on my chin, turned off the heat, took out the pot, and filtered out the concoction.

"Zhiruo, here you are." He handed over something, "Feed her with this, so you don't need to cross it."

I turned my head and saw that it was a reed stalk, clean and tidy, with just the right length and thickness.

"No need." I refused him, and was about to walk to the bed with the medicine bowl, but he grabbed my arm and couldn't move.

"Zhang Wuji, what do you want to do?"

He stubbornly handed me the reed: "Use this."

"Are you still jealous of women?" I raised my brows high and looked at him incredulously, "Are you okay?"

Embarrassment flashed in his eyes for a moment, he pursed his lips, but he stubbornly stuffed it into my hand, with a bit of annoyance in his tone: "If it was someone else, I would never be suspicious. But you, Zhiruo, you don't know anything. You can do it, I know you!"

At the end of his speech, there was no embarrassment in his eyes, only stubbornness.It seemed like it was all my fault, he had no choice but to do this.

"Tsk." I despised him openly, "Master Zhang, if you are so disrespectful, you will not be able to marry a wife!"

He looked at me and sneered, reached out and pinched my chin: "Really?"

As soon as I dodged, I brushed his hand away. It is not so easy for him to pinch me now, unless I am not as knowledgeable as him.

"The medicine is going to be cold!" After finishing speaking, I walked to the bed with the bowl in my hand.

He didn't go crazy anymore, he walked to the head of the bed and stood still, watching me feed the medicine.

Of course I didn't use reeds, I was afraid of piercing Beibei's mouth.

I unceremoniously threw the reed stalk aside, without looking at Zhang Wuji, and fed Beibei the medicine in small mouthfuls.

I did it aboveboard and let Zhang Wuji watch from the sidelines without any guilt.

On the contrary, he himself looked at it for a while, probably feeling bored, turned and left.

After feeding Beibei the medicine, I rinsed my mouth, climbed onto the bed, and put a hand on Beibei's waist.

She has really lost weight.

My heart is unbearably sour.

When master is cremated tomorrow and everyone in Emei is sent away, I will go to find the whereabouts of Luzhangke.

He must pay for Beibei's life.

I don't know how long it took, but I gradually became sleepy.

Suddenly, I heard a murmur in my ear and woke up immediately.

"Zhiruo, let's go..."

Beside, Beibei's body was stiff and she muttered.

Through the faint moonlight, I saw her eyes closed tightly, even though she was in a coma, she still frowned.

"I'm fine, Senior Sister Bei, I'm by your side." I held her good hand, gently stroked her face, and whispered in her ear over and over again, "I'm fine, it's all over, it's okay .”

Gradually, she seemed to listen to it, and she no longer had nightmares.

But still did not wake up.

I was a little bit happier.The medicine worked, at least she responded.

Zhang Wuji said that she should wake up in two days at most.

Early the next morning, everyone in Wudang bid farewell.

Mingjiao and others also bid farewell.Only Fan Yao and Zhou Dian were left behind, and everyone else returned to Guangmingding.

Song Qingshu didn't leave, he was talking to Song Yuanqiao at the door.

Song Yuanqiao nodded, glanced in my direction, walked to Zhang Wuji's side, and patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder.

"Wuji and Quanzi will take care of Master Zhou." Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists at me from the air.

I nodded lightly: "Song Daxia is being polite."

The Wudang faction left, and most of the Mingjiao left, and the inn was emptied all of a sudden.

I took the Emei disciples to cremation, and asked Ding Minjun to hold the urn and lead the team back to Emei.

The Emei faction is basically gone, and the inn is completely empty.

I went upstairs to find Song Qingshu.

He is in my room, taking care of Beibei.

"Has Beibei ever woken up?" I asked him.

Song Qingshu shook his head.

He stared at Beibei's hand, moved his lips, and asked me: "What's the matter with her hand?"

I stood aside and looked at him. He frowned and looked at Beibei with more resentment than disgust.

"Back when we were besieged by Zhao Min, she was crushed by Zhao Min." I said.

Song Qingshu looked at me in amazement: "Crush a finger? But her hand...is gone!"

I said again: "Senior Sister Bei was slapped by Luzhangke in order to let me escape. She suffered internal injuries, and the prison environment was not good. Her whole hand was infected, so she chopped it off with a sword."

"You, how can you say it so easily?" Song Qingshu looked at me with unbelievable eyes, "She became like this because of you, why don't you feel sad at all? You, you don't know me Zhou Zhiruo, who are you?"

I chuckled: "I've always been me, but you haven't seen me any other way before. Don't believe me? If you hadn't overheard those words, would you see me like this now?"

Song Qingshu took two steps back and looked at me as if he had seen a ghost.

"However, why did you agree again?" I tilted my head to look at him, "Didn't you disagree before?"

He turned his head with disgust on his face: "You said that as long as I take care of her for three months, you will expose the evil deeds of yourself and Zhang Wuji!"

"Oh." I nodded.

He pursed his lips, turned his head again, his gaze flickered several times, and finally his disgust faded away, and he looked at me with disappointment: "Zhiruo, why are you collaborating with Zhang Wuji?"

"Huh?" I smiled, "Since when have I been in trouble with him?"

The disgust in his eyes suddenly surfaced again: "You still say no? He killed the extinct, you hide it for him!"

What a jealous child.

I smiled: "You just want to ask me this? Is there anything else you want to ask?"

He was startled, as if he couldn't keep up with my train of thought. After a long silence, his voice was low and hoarse: "Will you lie to me? When you come back, will you expose yourself and Zhang Wuji?"

"What do you think?" I asked without answering.

He lowered his eyes and said, "You won't."

I said nothing, waiting for his next words.

Sure enough, he went on to say: "You don't hesitate to bully your master and destroy your ancestors, and you want to sit on the head of the sect. How can you give up easily? Once you expose it, not only will you lose your position as the head of the sect, but you will also be hunted down." .”

I still don't speak.

But he raised his head and looked at me: "Why don't you speak?"

"Song Qingshu, do you believe me?" I said calmly, "Do you believe what I say? Ask yourself, do I need an explanation?"

He froze.

"I'm a bad man." I said to him, "It's not worth listening to what a bad man says. You have your own judgment and you don't believe me, so why ask me?"

He was stunned and backed away slightly.

"Senior Sister Bei is very kind to me. I ask you to take good care of her." I stared into his eyes and said, "As for exposing evil deeds, it's actually not as serious as you think."

He looked at me suspiciously.

I smiled at him: "I step down as head, who will succeed me?" I looked at Bei Bei from the corner of my eye, "It will be Senior Sister Bei. Senior Sister Bei always loves me, will she kill me?"

Having said that, I gave him a sly smile: "It doesn't hurt me to expose it or not."

He opened his mouth wide and looked at me like a ghost: "You, you—"

"Thank you for staying and taking care of Senior Sister Bei for me." I walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

Like hiding from the plague, he backed away abruptly, pursed his lips and glared at me, then turned around and strode out.

I smiled slightly at his back.

It couldn't be better.

I wanted to match him and Beibei a long time ago, but he liked me back then, so it was difficult for me to start.

Now that I have shown my evil deeds and he hates me to the extreme, if I stay with the kind-hearted and beautiful Beibei for a few more months, the matter is almost done.

I clapped my hands happily.

"What are you doing so happy?" Zhang Wuji asked curiously when he saw me smiling wickedly when he came in.

I was in a good mood, so I stepped forward and invited him in: "Master Zhang, please come in. I wonder if your health is better today?"

He shivered: "Zhiruo, what's wrong with you?"

"One more day, will my Senior Sister Bei wake up?" I pushed him to the bed.

Zhang Wuji nodded while taking the needle: "It should be."

I helped Beibei take off Beibei's clothes, leaving only the undershirt, and helped Zhang Wuji to give the needle.

"The medicine has taken effect, and she is recovering." Zhang Wuji took her pulse again after finishing the acupuncture.

I hurriedly invited him to sit down at the table: "Master Zhang has worked so hard, it's all thanks to Dr. Zhang."

"What's wrong with you?" He frowned and looked at me, "You're a little weird today."

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, I immediately lost interest. I sat on the side, looked at the bed with my chin in my hands: "It's nothing."

Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You were so enthusiastic just now, you scared me."

It seems that I am so tired and slack, I am dying, and it is normal to love to answer and ignore.

I rolled my eyes at him.

But he laughed: "Zhiruo, do you know that it looks good even if you roll your eyes."

Is he sick?

I wanted to roll my eyes again, but I held back: "Oh."

My heart is full that Beibei will wake up tomorrow, and I am very excited.

He also thought that it would be great if he caught the deer sticker earlier, and as soon as Beibei woke up, he would hand over the deer sticker to her to vent his anger.

It's a pity that my scouting ability is lacking, and the Emei faction has no one available.

He couldn't help but glared at Zhang Wuji.

To be honest, Mingjiao has a lot of talented people.There are those with high martial arts skills, those who are good at rhetoric, those who are suitable for undercover agents, those who are resourceful, and so on.

"Why are you staring at me?" Zhang Wuji was inexplicably stared at by me.

I turned my face away and didn't look at him.Unable to control it anymore, I thought of Wei Yixiao.

He's good at scouting.He was the one who followed Zhao Min and found the Green Willow Villa.

When I think of him, I can't help but think of his last words: "I regret it."

Every time I think about it, I feel a little guilty.

He never apologized to me, he always treated me well, especially during the five years in Emei, he took good care of me.

He likes me, but doesn't force me.

"Knock, knock, knock." At this moment, there was a knock on the door, "Zhiruo, I'm back."

The deep and steady voice, with the unique charm of a mature man, made my heart jump.

I couldn't help standing up and looking towards the door.

An unusually tall figure stood at the door. He was wearing a black cloak and black clothes, which set off his thin and tall figure.

The skin is fair, the eyes are narrow and long, and the face is evil.His hair was slightly disheveled, which made him look a little dusty.At this moment, her thin lips hooked slightly, and she smiled at me.

"You're back!" I almost jumped and rushed over.