Yang Qiuchi sighed and said: "It seems that today's half-immortal luck is not good, and I have met this more ferocious evil ghost on my body, alas, let's not embarrass Mr., let's respond to Tianfu." Turning around and about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, walked into the house, grabbed the silver ingot on the table and stuffed it into his arms, "By the way, if you don't give me a cure for evil, this silver can't be given to you, I'll come back after a while." ”

Yang Qiuchi asked Miri to see them off, and then took Song Yun'er and the guards to the entrance of the village.

Hu Jiang couldn't understand what was going on, how this gentleman fried his own hands. Seeing Yang Qiuchi and the others leaving, he hurriedly took the catcher, escorted the original Fan, followed Yang Qiuchi and them, and the group left the village.

The little concubine Shen looked at the back of Yang Qiuchi and their departure, and then looked at Zhao Banxian who was rolling and screaming on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she hummed a little song and went home.

The old mother Sun came back to her senses at this time, and quickly helped Zhao Banxian back to the room, looking for medicine to compress Zhao Banxian's scalded hands.

The villagers could hear the wailing and screaming from Zhao Banxian's house from time to time throughout the day, and they were amazed.

These villagers opened their eyes this time, not only witnessed that Zhao Banxian's peach wood sword could not kill the ghost, but also witnessed Zhao Banxian's own hand being blown apart, and this so-called half-immortal, after being injured, also screamed and wailed like ordinary people, and did not use the imaginary spell to heal the injured hand immediately.

The news quickly spread throughout the village, and soon spread to Siliba Village. Those who heard it were stunned.

They saw a god roll down from the altar. Their idol was shattered, and they couldn't even figure out how it was broken.

So all kinds of conjectures began to become popular, and some people speculated that this Zhao Banxian had caught too many ghosts before, and those ghosts came back to take revenge. Some people say that this half-immortal spell doesn't work, so they can't collect ghosts, and some people even speculate that the young man just now is the real master, and he deliberately came to smash Zhao Banxian's field, and the two competed for mana, and Zhao Banxian failed miserably.

――――――――――――――After dark, the concubine Shen was at home alone. The old man Lu Xueru is dead, and the eldest grandmother Fan has been arrested. However, the concubine Shen doesn't seem to care about any of this. After dinner, I went to bed early and lay on the bed thinking about my thoughts.

From time to time, there was a dog barking outside, and the rustle of the cold wind sweeping through the treetops, Shen felt chills all over his body, and shrunk into the quilt, as if it would be safer.

At this moment, Shen heard a slight sound of footsteps, the clatter of feet on the snow, all the way to his window.

Shen was nervous for a while, he was a little widow now, could it be the gangsters in the village who took the opportunity to bully him. In his heart, he hoped that the footsteps were made by the villagers passing by his house, but Shen immediately realized that this idea was far-fetched, because their house was on the edge of the village, and the road in the village did not pass by his house.

Just then, the footsteps stopped, and they were under the window, and then there was a few clicks of fingers tapping against the lattice.

Shen Shi's face changed in fright, shrunk into the quilt again, glanced at the oil lamp on the round table a few steps away, and wanted to get up to blow it out, pretending to sleep, but this was obviously covering his ears and stealing the bell.

While he was hesitating, the knock on the window rang out a few more times.

Shen knew that pretending to be dumb was not the way to go, so he finally mustered up the courage and asked in a trembling voice: "Who?" ”

The man outside the door said in a low voice, "It's me, open the door." ”

Hearing this voice, Shen Shi breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and ignored it.

The knock on the window sounded twice: "Little beauty, you should know that the old guy died, but I owe it." ”

Shen sat up abruptly, stared at the window for a moment, then got out of bed, put on a piece of clothing, walked to the outer door, pulled the latch, and turned to walk back.

The door creaked open, and a figure flashed in, turned over and closed the door, and stretched out his hands to hug Shen's thin waist from behind, one of which was wrapped in a white cloth.

Shen slapped the man's hand wrapped in a white cloth, causing the man to scream in pain, but after screaming for a while, he immediately stopped, and endured the severe pain and held the hand in place, and it took a while to recover his breath. shouted: "Little beauty, do you want my life?" ”

This person is Zhao Banxian, who caught ghosts during the day and was fried in boiling oil. The scalded right hand was wrapped in a white cloth and swollen like a mallet.

Shen ignored him, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned on the head of the bed, and looked at Zhao Banxian with disdain: "Why, you haven't been burned to death, have you come to me to find death?" ”

Zhao Banxian held the mallet-like arm, walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed with his crooked buttocks, and said with a salivating face: "Be careful of the liver, I cast a spell to kill this old guy, you can now remarry justifiably, you don't thank me much." ”

The little concubine Shen snorted in her nostrils, put away her slender **, and kicked Zhao Banxian: "Sit aside, don't come close to me." Then he asked, "Did you really kill the old fellow?" ”

Zhao Banxian was kicked and almost fell out of bed, so he quickly stood up, but he was not angry, and still salivated and said, "Who else can there be besides me?" If it weren't for my Zhao Banxian's brand, would he, an old fox, believe that prescription? After that, he walked to the side of the bed and looked at Shen Shi in a daze: "Little girl, now you should get rid of me, right?" "Lean your face over to kiss Shen.

Shen slumped into the bed, and said, "Did you really kill it?" ”

Zhao Banxian smiled: "Of course, isn't this exactly what you want?" ”

"Phew~!" Shen took a sip, "I didn't want you to kill him." I'm just asking you to do the math of whether this old thing has been killed or not. ”

"I'll forget it, he didn't have this life."

"Then I didn't let you kill him, I'm not as ruthless as you."

Zhao Banxian smiled: "I'm not doing this for you, who let you always dangle in front of my eyes, shaking my heart, just follow you." ”

"Hee-hee-hee," Shen covered his mouth and smiled, "Look at your Nade surname!" I knew you weren't in a good mood! Deliberately did not help our lord cure his dental disease. ”

Zhao Banxian sat on the edge of the bed with his buttocks crooked: "If I help him heal, how can you come to my kennel." Stretching out his uninjured left hand, he touched Shen's face.

Shen slapped his hand open and said angrily: "Come less!" You killed my master, and you want to bully me as a widow, I knew that I should have sued you during the day and let the yamen lock you! ”

"Look at what you say is like a chaste martyr," Zhao Banxian knelt on the bed, "Don't you wish this old ghost died, so you might as well marry another good man?" Didn't I cast a spell to kill him, just what you wanted? After a pause, he said triumphantly, "I, Zhao Banxian, am alone, if you want to follow me, isn't it ready-made to eat and drink spicy food?" ”

"You killed him on your own wishful thinking, and you think I don't know your mind? You just expect him to die, so can I follow you? Bah! Shen spat again in disgust, "Don't dream! I don't want to follow this poor old ghost anymore, but I won't follow you either! ”

"Why?" Zhao Banxian asked in surprise.

Shen sat up and said with a cold face: "Although this old ghost is poor, he knows how to feel sorry for people, do you understand?" He eats the chaff himself and leaves the good ones to me, can you? He went bankrupt to heal his woman, would you? ”

Zhao Banxian looked at Shen Shi with his mouth open, and was stunned by her words.

Shen looked at Zhao Banxian with disdain, "You will take the opportunity of fortune-telling to bully and bully the little daughter-in-law, and the women of the good family are frivolous and light." Hum~! But you are reluctant to spend even a copper coin on your own women - aren't the two women in front of you angry with you like this? Do you expect me to be the third? Dream! ”

Zhao Banxian was so ridiculed by her that his face turned red and white for a while, and he couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, and sneered: "So, what I did for you was done for nothing?" ”

"For me?" Shen Shi also sneered, "You think I really don't know your mind? You covet me, knowing that I am not satisfied with this old immortal who has no money and no ability, so you deliberately calculated that he had a catastrophe this year, and then used a spell to kill him, first, to prove that you are accurate, and second, to please me. Shen took another sip: "Phew~!" You don't want to get into my bed? ”

Zhao Banxian knelt on the bed and crawled a few steps, approaching Shen's side: "Little beauty, since you know my heart, then you still don't obey me?" Stretched out his hand and touched Shen's face again.

Shen sat up and leaned against the wall in the bed, and cried out in disgust, "If you do this again, I'm going to shout!" ”

Zhao Banxian was stunned, also knelt on the bed, and said coldly: "Don't forget, since I can use the spell to kill the old immortal, I can kill you!" You know so many things about me, do you think I'll keep you alive if you don't marry me? ”

Shen Shijiling shuddered, grabbed the pillow and blocked it on his chest: "You...... What are you doing? ”

"I want you to be my woman! Hehe, I won't force you to marry me, but when I come to you in the future, you have to listen to me obediently and serve me! Zhao Banxian squinted his only eye, staring at Shen's smooth face and white neck, the Shen family in his eyes had been peeled into a **little sheep by him, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Shen turned around sharply and threw himself at the end of the bed, trying to lift the mosquito net and escape.

Zhao Banxian grabbed Shen's arm with his left hand and dragged Shen to the bed with his back facing the sky, and Shen opened his mouth to call. Zhao Banxian slapped him, causing Shen to be dizzy and dizzy.

Zhao Banxian grabbed the placket on Shen's chest and tore it violently, and ripped it open with a brush, revealing Shen's snow-white half of his chest.

Shen screamed, climbed a few steps backwards and snuggled up to the head of the bed, looking at Zhao Banxian in horror.

Zhao Banxian was not in a hurry, and slowly reached out to grab Shen's crisp chest with a cruel smile.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, cutting off Zhao Banxian's outstretched left wrist, and the aftermath was not weakened, and when it was nailed to the wall in the bed, it buzzed, but it was a short sword, and the sword was dripping with blood.

Zhao Banxian's severed palm was dripping with blood on the bed, and blood gushed from the broken wrist. Zhao Banxian screamed and rolled over and fell onto the bed. The pain was so intense that he almost passed out.

Four people rushed in, it was Yang Qiuchi, Song Yun'er, Hu Jiang and Mi Lizheng. Subsequently, a group of people crowded outside the door, but it was Yang Qiuchi's bodyguard, Nangong Xiong and others, and the catchers, who also held Lu Xueru's original partner Fan.

Of course, the short sword was thrown by Song Yun'er.

Suddenly seeing so many people coming in, Shen thought that there were bandits coming, so he screamed in fright, and waited until he saw that it was Yang Qiuchi and the others, and then he stabilized his mind and sobbed and cried.

Zhao Banxian was already dying of pain and rolling on the bed. The catchers swarmed up and lifted him out of bed.

Zhao Banxian's left hand was cut off, and it couldn't be locked with an iron chain, and the blood was surging, if it wasn't treated in time, it would soon die.

The catchers still carried forward the spirit of revolutionary humanitarianism, took out the golden medicine and put it on Zhao Banxian, bandaged the wound, and then tied him upside down.

The conversation between Zhao Banxian and the Shen family was heard by Hu Jiang and the others. Hu Jiang praised: "Young Master Yang, you really guessed right, it was Lu Xueru who was killed by Zhao Banxian." Looks like we're shooting the right shot. ”

Song Yun'er smiled while retracting the short sword: "What to guess, my brother has already found out that it was this half-immortal ghost who killed Lu Xueru, this is called luring the snake out of the hole, wanting to capture it!" ”

It turned out that after Yang Qiuchi asked Miri to send them out of the village, he walked for a while, and Miri was about to go back, but was stopped by Yang Qiuchi, saying that they would return to the village after dark. Miri was asking Hu Jiang why he wanted to go back, and he laughed but didn't answer.

After waiting until after dark in a secluded place, Yang Qiuchi told them that the real murderer was Zhao Banxian, and that he would go to Lu Xueru to find the Shen family tonight, and they would go to arrest Xiancheng.

Everyone was suspicious, sneaked back to Beishao Village, and went around to the backyard of Lu Xueru to wait. More than an hour later, I saw that Zhao Banxian sneakily came, and called open the door and went in.

Song Yun'er used a short blade to open the latch inside, Yang Qiuchi, Hu Jiang, and Mi Lizheng quietly sneaked into the outer room, and the rest of the people waited outside the door.

Hu Jiang and the others listened to the conversation between Zhao Banxian and Shen clearly. Later, it was discovered that Zhao Banxian was preparing to rape the Shen family, and Song Yun'er couldn't help but cut off one of Zhao Banxian's palms.

Zhao Banxian has already admitted that he killed Lu Xueru, and the criminal admits his guilt, and the case is over. However, Hu Jiang still didn't understand something, and asked Yang Qiuchi: "Young Master Yang, how do you know that this Zhao Banxian is the real murderer, and how did he kill Lu Xueru with a spell?" ”

Song Yun'er was also very curious, hoping that Yang Qiuchi could uncover this mystery.

(To be continued)