Chapter Fifty-Eight: Under the Dish of the White-Faced Scholar
Xue Wu walked out of the inn, it was already night, and the three of them lit torches and followed Xue Wu's footsteps.
"Snow Maiden, where are you going, it's getting dark, it's better to rest at the inn for one night, I'll wait for the third to be a good friend of the Snow Maiden, and I will definitely protect the girl, let's play another day." β
The three of them were already a little tired, thinking that they wouldn't have to worry too much about settling down with Xue Wu, but Xue Wu didn't seem to be sleepy, "Let's go to the downtown and play." β
"Going to the city? It's drinking. β
"Go and go, as long as the girl is happy, our three sons can't protect a woman's thoughtfulness. As he spoke, he glanced at the other two, and said in his heart that since he was unhappy, he would go and play, and the three finally agreed.
Xue Wu was actually very scared, afraid that those bad things would follow her, making her unsettled, but she couldn't get rid of these, and she couldn't understand what was going on, drinking alcohol could forget some things, but Xue Wu didn't want to forget Liang Yunsheng, and often asked in her heart, where have you been? I really need you.
Where Liang Yunsheng is, Xue Wu's memory is about to disperse, he still hasn't appeared, this is the world of two people, can't it be just gone.
"Snow Maiden, the night is dark and windy now, and it will be colder if it doesn't snow. "Childe took off his mink coat and draped it on Xue Wu's body, but the voice of the physiognomic still came faintly, what did he want to do, didn't he want to bring Xue Wu back to the cold and cold Demon Holy Land, he was not a nightmare existence of Snow Dance? Although they were three sons who liked to mess with flowers and grass, they didn't want to cause trouble, especially the kind of thing that would be related to the bloodshed of their lives, and they wanted to stay away, although the three of them also knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but they were also very greedy for life and afraid of death, and they were brave and small.
Xue Wu heard the call of the physiognomy warlock, the kind of fate that was destined in the dark, in the spell that the physiognomist recited words, it was arranged clearly at once, suddenly, Xue Wu was restless, standing in the night in a few pieces of firelight, without blinking an eye, the three of them naturally felt something, but the three of them also pretended to be weak at the same time, just because the previous sentence was sure that they could protect the snow dance, after all, the feeling of bumping into the eldest master is always much better than pretending to be a grandson.
But soon, the three pretended to be forced but did not have real guts, with the courage I may not necessarily have real strength of the son, showing the horse's feet, they watched Xue Wu's face slowly change again, first from the beautiful face, there was a purple-black thing like a python, the purple-black thing slowly spread, covering Xue Wu's entire face, and then slowly Xue Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and it looked like the blood in his eyes was about to drip down, the three sons were already as timid as mice, and the people who disappeared out of thin air in the small rice ball home made the three of them already have a heart to be wary, and now when they saw this again, they were naturally frightened and ran awayγ
An eerie aura enveloped the unseen places in the night.
Xue Wu held her breath, closed her eyes and listened carefully to the ethereal sounds coming from the wind, enduring the cowardice of facing alone, how good that person should be, what if he was there? Xue Wu was a little cranky, Liang Yunsheng was a miracle, and it would all become a trivial matter with him, but Xue Wu soon found that his crankiness was a bit redundant, because until now, Liang Yunsheng's life or death had not been determined.
"Who are you, why are you so entangled with me?" Xue Wu sensed that the physiognomist was standing behind him now, and at this moment, there were only these two people here, dark as ghosts, lonely men and widows, and terrifying.
"Sure enough, I didn't expect you to be able to come out of the Demon Holy Land, it's really a god who closed his eyes. "Physiognomic will naturally not be anything good if he appears by Xue Wu's side.
Xue Wu felt all this with her ears, but she didn't open her eyes, as if she was talking nonsense in a dream.
"It doesn't matter who I am, but with me, you don't want to settle down in Liangcheng, you are the underground gourd of Liangzhuang, and you were able to transform into a human form by chance, and now Liangzhuang is gone! The physiognomist approached step by step, making Xue Wu feel a great sense of oppression.
It was as if the physiognomist had cast a spell on her, and as long as she silently recited a few words, it would make Xue Wu completely crazy, "I just got the soul stone, and I wanted to burn the good village at the beginning, and then the water flooded the good village, this kind of poisonous creatures, isn't it the result you want?" At that time, the water was flooded and the village was good, and Xue Wu relied on the soul stone to survive, and transformed into the appearance of a fish man, but he was trapped in the land of the Demon Saint with a different soul sense, and now he finally came out, but the physiognomic who brought her into the land of the Demon Saint was old and immortal, and his eyes Snow Dance Sansheng III will not forget.
"Do you know, I am the disciple of the general Meng Fei who slaughtered Liangzhuang, ate other people's food, drank other people's wine, and slept with other people's girls, naturally the general's business is my business, for the sake of General Meng's affairs, I should do my best, and I will never give up. β
"Do you want to do those who hurt heaven and reason, bully good people, hurt the people, and even kill innocent people without humanity to achieve your goals, or do you want the whole world to bury your life for your so-called faith?" Xue Wu asked.
The natural physiognomist smiled and brushed his scum, "I am born, I am born, I die, others don't want to live, what the world, the people, and human lives are just withering with the grass on the ground." β
"How wonderful your soul sense is, how many people are snooping on your soul, no matter the ends of the world, you will never escape from my palm. The physiognomist drew a hand and drew a picture of his powerful soul, a terrifying and hideous face.
"It's not our fault that we have a special soul sense, when we first entered the Land of the Demon Saint just to set foot on the path of cultivation in Jingtian Spirit Mountain, now it's good, you not only help the abuse, but also force me to a dead end, is this the original intention of cultivation? Or is it your ambition that is at work from beginning to end, if the cultivators on Jingtian Spirit Mountain can know about it, you won't have a good ending." Xue Wu tried to open her eyes and face him, this was the fear in Xue Wu's heart, and she was someone who could never be forgiven, but the physiognomic always walked above her.
Xue Wu said this, the physiognomist would not let her go easily, before the day of the fish died and the net was broken, how to think about growing his own strength continuously, and let the power of that person and his opposition to him integrate into his body, and finally cover the sky with one hand, and dominate the world, this is exactly what the physiognomist wants, when the time comes, what cultivator, even the gods will be helpless against him.
"If it weren't for the old man's Taoist cultivation and no progress, I could have had a good time with you, now, I'm like a hungry wolf, I can't wait to swallow you in my stomach right away, and it's cheap for you, girl, I'll give you four happy ones." β
The sorcerer held his breath, closed his eyes, and moved his palms, and several strange flames slashed through his fingertips, and as the broken spells floated out of his mouth, Xue Wu felt a burst of torn pain, as if his soul was out of his body, as if torture was added to his body...... In the midst of those pains, all the memories came to me like rolling waves.
There was a fire coming close behind him, faintly, looking like a person, walking in the direction of the county office.
"Help me!" a slight voice stopped the trajectory of the torch's movement, and the man walked with his head down, and walked over from the other end in a daze, but when he turned around, he found that it was the little snow girl in the mouth of the little rice ball, which made his eyes light up.
This person is a white-faced scholar, always a lone ranger, but for the sake of Snow Dance, he has been thinking about it for a long time, and now when he sees someone trying to bully her, he will naturally not stand idly by, although it seems that Snow Dance does not look like a normal person at this time, and she looks terrifying, nor beautiful, because of the existence of physiognomy warlocks, all of this is understood by the white-faced scholar as a curse laid by the physiognomic on Xiaoxue's body, and the white-faced scholar is a down-and-out scholar who reads the books of romantic characters.
"Let her go. The courage of the white-faced scholar was learned from that book, the heroic feat of saving beauty, the physiognomic was unmoved, turned his face to him and said, "Little rabbit cub, spare my business, and let you go to Hades with you." β
The white-faced scholar recognized that this was a physiognomic who made a living by touching the bones and looking at the face on weekdays, and the white-faced scholar remembered this face wherever he went.
"You're a physiognomy!"
The white-faced scholar was surprised!
The physiognomist was also surprised!
"I just rushed to the yamen to do some errands, but now the night is dark and windy, and the weather is cold, and the county yamen is still waiting for me to go back. Obviously, the white-faced scholar chose the latter between beauty and his own life, so he moved away.
But he was drunk by the physiognomy, and the physiognomist thought: This is a protΓ©gΓ© who is close to the county lord, so naturally he can't offend him, otherwise there will be no place for him in the future, and he escaped from that place, and finally stabilized his foothold in Liangcheng, and if he made a mistake, all his plans would become floating clouds, and now he has to endure it, don't make trouble first, and make a big move, I'm afraid that in the end, the bamboo basket will be empty.
The physiognomist naturally knows the truth that if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and Xue Wu is just the beginning, and it will be easy to conquer her, but to conquer these three realms and complete your ambitions, in addition to patience, this road is still very long...... He knew that he could only soar to the sky if he quietly beat everything that stood in his way to death in the end.
"Slowly, this girl accidentally fell, the old man happened to pass by, gave her a little aura, you bring it back to the yamen to recuperate, and it will be back to normal in less than two days." β
The white-faced scholar was shocked, this was to give Xiaoxue to me in advance? Wouldn't I have to do those useless things? I really didn't expect to make a mistake but let myself have a smooth journey, such a good thing is more enjoyable than dropping pies.
"Thank you for taking care of the people of Liangcheng, and when I go back, I will definitely say good things about you to the county lord. The white-faced scholar said.
"Let's all go back!" the physorcerer beckoned, and Xue Wu felt even more frightened, as she saw an even darker conspiracy, as if she had seen the destruction of the lives of the Three Realms.
"It's my food, and it's still my food. "The direction of the white-faced scholar is not the county office, but the Zhuangyuanqiao dumpling shop.
Xue Wu's face slowly recovered, and her memories were all clear, those memories awakened by the pain in her heart, Wu Xue just felt so tired, so tired, so thirsty! She understood a truth, a weak woman walking alone is really tired, especially when a weak woman walks alone in a strange night, swallowed by the night.