Reborn to marry a deceitful prince, cultivating immortals and slashing gods

Chapter 22

"Playing with corpses is dangerous, the girl should go back and play Gu."

He squatted down, looked down at Li Qianyin who had been laid down on the ground, picked up the bone flute and tapped it in the palm of his hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Just as she was about to gather energy to break through the iron chain, she heard the man play another strange flute sound, her eyes went dark, and she passed out.

"arrive."

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from the sedan chair, only to feel a slight push from behind, and she staggered and fell into a huge stone door.

With his hands still tied, the man led the other end of the iron chain and walked in. Seeing that she was not moving, he tightened the chain and urged, "Go quickly."

Just as Li Qianyin was about to explode, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

There are several rooms by the mountains and rivers, and you can roam around the village, city and inn without anything to do.

"In this mountain, there is such a paradise."

The man in black gave her a complicated look, smiled for no reason, and sang that unknown tune again:
"It's not a fairy, it's better than a fairy"

"Ba Ye, why did you bring a beauty back with you when you chased the corpse today?"

The man with the plow stopped what he was doing and laughed.

"Go, go, go and do your work, be careful, young master, I will ask those dead people to beat you up."

He lifted his chin, pretending to be fierce.

"Corpse chaser, what's your name?"

Along the way, everyone was saying hello to him, and he wasn't too tired. He talked very intensively and never got idle.

"Young Master's name is Fan Wujiu, don't forget it again."

He twirled the bone flute casually between his fingers and knocked it on her head.

"There are so many people these days—Grandma, help me get a bowl of soup for this girl."

It's inexplicable if it's true, but it seems that he once knew this eighth master.

"Come," he took a bowl of hot soup from an old lady, untied the chain from her hand, and passed the bowl over.

"I don't drink."

"This is a good thing! This granny's Mengpo soup is made with eight tears. It removes its bitterness and keeps its sweetness. It's very delicious. Drink it quickly."

After finishing speaking, he sent it to her mouth without any explanation.

"I see that you are not very old, but you are a habitual offender. I am very busy, so I will take my leave first."

Then he took the sword on the table and walked towards the outside of the wooden house.

"Li Qianyin!" He threw the bowl on the table and splashed a few drops, "If it wasn't for the entrustment of General Zhaonan during his lifetime, you think I want to wait for you every day in that shabby forest."

"Father?"

Seeing her ignorant appearance, Fan Wujiu turned the bone flute upside down and took out a piece of parchment.

"General Zhaonan has long expected that you will go to the northern border, and asked me to wait for you here." He unfolded the parchment and threw it to her, "You still think you are the demon lord Qianyin from the previous life? It’s just to scare those ordinary people.”

He recognized himself, and it turned out that he was also an old friend.

Although she has never dealt with the corpse and the soul, she has a vague impression that this person is actually a god of impermanence in the world of deception.

Li Qianyin took the parchment, thought for a long time, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

She closed her eyes, and with a thought, she took out the wordless scroll from her consciousness.

This was taken out of the dowry box after she retired from the engagement. She thought it was a relic of her parents, but it turned out to be left by her master!
No wonder, no wonder they have the exact same face!

He is a loving father and a mentor in the past life!

No answer to knocking on the door, relying on listening to Jiang's voice.

It turned out that he had counted everything from when the master asked her to go to the market to return later.

Even after reincarnation, so many roads have to be paved for her!

The scroll unfolded, and the parchment was placed on top of it, golden light emerged, and the two directly merged into one.

And the scroll, which was originally a blank sheet of paper, was slowly stained with handwriting, and a small map appeared.

"Nowadays the world is torn apart, this picture actually points to the location of the dragon's veins."

If you win the dragon vein, then this world is no problem.

on the contrary
"From this point of view, fortunately I was on the wall of your house and watched you take out the scroll from the box, otherwise I would still doubt what the general said - you actually came here."

"You eavesdropped on my corner?"

Fan Wujiu murmured immediately, "Drink this soup quickly, you have just controlled the corpse with Gu, the cold air invaded your body, this corpse is very poisonous."

Then he turned to look at the drawing.

"strangeness."

"What's wrong?"

He pointed to the location of the mountain on the map, and then clicked on the red dot next to it.

"This dragon vein is right under our feet."

Fan Wujiu walked to the side of the stone wall, stretched out his hand to caress the surface of the stone wall.

"Have you ever heard of "slaughter affairs"? "

Li Qianyin shook her head.

"It's absurd to say that this place is located in the Cangzhou area. The people are hungry and complain a lot, but the officials are full of wine and meat. Lu Yan, the judge of the Henghai Navy, set up an organization called "Slaughtering Affairs", which specializes in plundering people for food. "

"what?"

When he was in the Gu Mansion earlier, Li Heyan pretended to be Shizimen Chu Yanli and said that "there was a problem with the grain and grass shipped to the northern border", could it be the same?

"I'm looking for you this time, and I also want to wish you a helping hand to break through the triple realm and directly reach the mid-heaven position-there are many masters in the northern border, and it must be difficult. If you have the mid-heaven position, self-protection must not be a problem."

Things are getting more and more complicated.

Li Qianyin slowly rolled up the scroll, regained her consciousness, and thought for a long time:

"Sentient beings, karma recurs. Master gave me the map of the dragon veins, did he want me to take it away, and the world will be unified? I am a member of the devil, and I only have the heart of murder and revenge, and I have no interest in helping the people."

"After revenge? Where will you go?"

"I didn't think about it, anyway, I won't be bound to the temple."

Fan Wujiu frowned after hearing this, but he didn't try to persuade him anymore.

"Let's go and see the slaughter."

"Come, come, have another drink."

"My lord, today's meat is so overgrown, it's tasteless."

"Huh?" The fat and strong man in the hall is Lu Yan, the judge of the Henghai Navy.

He put down the fat in his hands, and said with disdain, "Then try yours?"

There was a lot of singing and dancing in the hall, but it seemed strange in the silence.

"Stop jumping!"

Lu Yan's eyes widened with anger, and he waved the food and drinks on the short table vigorously, rushed down and dragged a singing girl to him.

The singing girl was so frightened that she bent her body and dared not raise her head.

"If you grow up like this, you still deserve to sing and dance for me?"

With a slap, the woman's face instantly swelled up.

In the corner, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled huddled together tremblingly.

At this moment, a five-year-old girl burst into tears.

A woman beside her was startled, quickly covered the child's mouth, and hugged the child in her arms.

"Huh? Don't you want to eat tender ones?" Lu Yan smiled excitedly, "Come here, kill this one now!"

"My lord! My lord please."

Before the woman finished speaking, several guards snatched the crying child, gagged her mouth and tied it to the instrument of torture, all she could do was utter a "woo hoo" in protest.

"Nowadays, food and grass are in short supply on the front line, and the brothers can't even eat meat. If such useless people can dedicate their lives as military rations, wouldn't it be a meritorious service? Hahaha."

"Let's use the knife," Lu Yan leaned on the back of the chair, looking very satisfied with the panic-stricken look of a group of people.

"Bring the hemostatic medicine, let her take a good look at the process herself, and don't die halfway."

(End of this chapter)