"Forget it, he has handed over the money bag, and the silver hairpin is not missing. ”

The other robbers next to him persuaded.

"If you keep fighting, you'll kill him.

He was wearing a Lan shirt and carrying a bookcase with a bookboy, most of whom were people who went to Beijing to take the exam and had meritorious reputations.

Beat him to death and we might be in trouble. ”

Hearing this, the robber with a fierce face angrily kicked the man on the ground for the last time, and followed the others away with a curse.

"I don't know what is alive or dead!

Hold your hairpin and die!"

The man was holding the silver hairpin and heard that the robber no longer robbed Wan Niang of the silver hairpin he had promised.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his mind was relieved, and he couldn't hold back his confusion and fainted.

......

"Brother Yao?"

Song Yuan tentatively said out.

A voice sounded in his ears, Yao Muyun came back to his senses, his eyes swept over the headless corpse on the ground, the resentment in his heart receded, and he frowned at the bloody scene he had caused in front of him.

He turned his head, put away the sword pill, and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist.

Thinking back to some of the past, I was a little out of shape.

Let's keep going. ”

"Good. ”

Song Yuan nodded.

Indeed, these robbers who seek to kill for their lives should be killed.

It's just that Yao Muyun's mood is obviously not quite right.

There should be something hidden in it.

But seeing that Yao Muyun didn't seem to want to mention it, he didn't ask.

The two continued on their way.

On the way, Song Yuan asked about the demon.

"Brother Yao, do you know anything about the demons in your hometown?"

Speaking of the demons who were making trouble in his hometown, Yao Muyun's expression was cold, and killing intent burst out in his eyes!

"I've heard it from somewhere else.

A demon came to Xiaoshan Mansion two years ago, he fabricated an evil god called Xiantong God, and used the art of dreaming to make the people believe in this evil god, build a temple, and accumulate money.

even used spells to act recklessly in Xiaoshan Mansion to satisfy selfish desires, *** woman, she really deserves to be killed!"

......

Xiaoshan Mansion.

Morning.

In a house.

"The evil god harms me!"

The husband was covered in wounds and lying on the bed, and he cried out in pain.

The good-looking wife knelt on the edge of the bed, hiding her face and weeping.

Since a few days ago, the god of Xiantong gave him a dream and asked his wife to go to the temple of Xiantong to be baptized by the gods.

He naturally knew what happened to those women who went to the Xiantong Temple.

He angrily scolded the Manifest God as an evil god.

After that, he suffered a strange thing, walking on the street, inexplicably pots and pans flew up and smashed at him, smashing him so that his head was bleeding, his nose was blue, his face was swollen, and his head was bleeding.

Immediately afterwards, wooden sticks flew up and chased after him, and the foolish people who believed in the gods of the demonstra cursed and spit on him, saying that he had blasphemed the gods of the demons and suffered this calamity.

Even if he hid in his house and closed the door, iron needles came through the window and pierced him with blood.

Yesterday, he wanted to escape from Xiaoshan Mansion with his wife, but his legs were broken by a flying wooden stick.

After a few days, he was in terrible condition, as if he had been tortured.

"Lady, I may not last long.

After I die, you leave Xiaoshan Mansion quickly and don't stay. ”

The husband said weakly and painfully.

"Phase...... Xianggong, I hurt you. ”

When the wife saw that her husband had become so miserable because of this misfortune that had befallen her, she burst into tears, a touch of determination appeared in her eyes, and she smiled sadly.

"Xianggong, if my appearance is ruined, will you still treat me like before?"

"Mother...... What are you going to do, lady?"

On the bed, her husband's face changed greatly, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

The wife pulled off the hairpin on her head and scratched her beautiful face, she screamed, and dropped the hairpin with trembling hands, and blood flowed down her face.

"Lady!"

Seeing this, the husband's expression was painful, and he sat up with difficulty to save his wife.

"It's all because of my face that my husband will suffer this calamity, and if I destroy it, there will be no more trouble for our husband and wife. ”

The wife said miserably, and she fainted in pain.

"Lady, why are you doing this!"

Seriously injured and weak husband, holding his disfigured wife, looking up to the sky and wailing!

Half an hour later, the believers in the city donated and carved beams in the Xiantong Temple.

A middle-aged man in a satin robe, with a thin body, a wisp of a goatee, and sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, was sitting cross-legged and cultivating.

After a while, he opened his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"What?"

The figure who had been waiting outside the door for a long time hurriedly replied.

"Go back to the temple to wish, the big thing is not good.

A few days ago, the woman you chose ruined her appearance with a hairpin this morning!"

"What?"

Ma Yuanhua opened his eyes suddenly, his expression gloomy.

"I actually destructed myself.

What a martyr!"

He was furious in his heart.

"What do you think about this?"

The man outside the door lowered his head and asked.

"It's naïve to think you'll be fine if you disfigure yourself!"

"If someone does the same in the future, where will I go to enjoy the boundless blessings. ”

Ma Yuanhua laughed angrily in his heart and ordered coldly.

"Kill people, abandon corpses in the wilderness, and let the vicious dogs gnaw at them!"

"Yes!"

The man outside the door took the order, and the footsteps faded away.

"After a few days of work, I actually got such a result.

"Wasting my time in vain. ”

"Where do I go to find ......?"

Inside the house, Ma Yuanhua's face was ugly and he muttered in a low voice.

After pondering for a long time, his eyes froze.

"I heard that the second daughter-in-law of the prefect is beautiful and delicate!

And the second son of the prefect has always been timid. ”

There was a scenicism in his eyes.

"That's her!"

......

On the second day, in front of Xiaoshan City.

Pedestrians and cars come and go, and there is an endless stream.

Song Yuan and Yao Muyun stopped and stood.

"Twelve years......"

Yao Muyun looked up at the three words of Xiaoshan City, and then looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery on the left and right, his eyes were sad.

Twelve years ago, he exchanged tokens with Wan Niang from here, and made a private agreement for life.

That year, he left Xiaoshan Mansion in high spirits to go to Beijing to take the exam, thinking that the title of the gold list was captured.

I didn't think about it before I arrived in the capital, but I had an accident on the way, and I met a robber who blocked the road, and he was seriously injured and almost died.

He had been recuperating from his injuries for dozens of days before he could get out of bed and walk, and at that time he had already missed the test, so he could only return to Xiaoshan Mansion and wait for the next time.

But maybe providence makes people, and when he returns to Xiaoshan Mansion, he will wait for greater bad news.

......

Outside the window, dark clouds shrouded and the sky was gloomy.

"Three years! The test will be held once every three years!

If I miss this time, I will have to wait three years before I can marry Wan Niang!"

The man who returned home curled up on the bed, tugging at his hair in pain.

The Su family is one of the richest families in Xiaoshan Mansion, and although his family is also wealthy, it is far from being comparable to the Su family.

He wanted to marry Wan Niang, but he had to pass the Jinshi examination.

But now it's too late, and he's missed this year's exam!

"Damn bandits!"

"Mu Yun, are you still sad and decadent about missing the exam?"

The man's uncle pushed the door open, looking worried.

"Uncle, nephew is not for his own fame, but for Wanniang!

If I miss this exam, I will have to wait until the next time before I can marry Wanniang.

Three years, how many three years does a woman's youth have?

I'm afraid that in these three years, the Su family will force her to marry!"

He sat up and said with a pained expression.

The man's parents died when he was young, and he was adopted by his uncle.

When the uncle saw the man's appearance, he stopped talking, sighed deeply, and shook his head.

"Mu Yun, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for Wanniang. ”