After wearing a book, the paranoid male protagonist always wants to have sex with me

Chapter 23 Qiongsang’s Disaster (2)

Chapter 23 Qiongsang’s Disaster (2)

The woman walked over quickly, holding the edge of the vegetable basket tightly with her fingers, raising her defensive barbs like a hedgehog.

"Qiongyi, I'm a guest, don't be nervous."

Fu Sang looked at her helplessly and said apologetically to Yuan Churong, "She is my wife, her name is Qiong Yi. She doesn't like strangers, so don't blame me."

Yuan Churong quickly shook his head, his soft hair lifted slightly, with a kind smile on his face, "It's okay, it's okay, it was us who interrupted the situation abruptly, and we are also here to investigate the case."

Qiong Yi was not interested in her. She pursed her lips and said to Sang, "A Sang, you are not in good health. Don't work too hard. Let's go inside first. The sun will be a little bright today. Let's go in first before we go up to the third pole." Bar."

She put down the vegetable basket, wiped the mud off her hands on the cloth, then reached out to pick up the book in Fu Sang's hand and put it on the desk in the room, and then came out to push Fu Sang's chair.

From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at her and Lin Ze.

Fu Sang didn't stop her, he just looked at her fondly and turned to Lin Ze and said apologetically, "Mr. Lin, your friends seemed to be looking for you last night. Go find them quickly."

Lin Ze glanced at Qiong Yi, his eyes dark, and he hummed softly.

After both of them entered the house, Qiong Yi closed the door, and then Lin Ze took her away.

After walking away, Yuan Churong turned his head and looked at him, "Fu Sang seems to be very friendly to you."

In the fairy world, others were either afraid or resentful when they saw him, and no one had ever talked to him so calmly.

After a while, he said, "Fu Sang is just an ordinary person, but the wife beside him is a little weird."

She looked stern and said nervously, "Did you see anything?"

Lin Ze frowned slightly, his dark eyes deep, "I have been passing by here these mornings. Every time I talked to him, his wife Qiong Yi would appear and push him into the house. Although Fu Sang didn't care, Qiong Yi His attitude towards outsiders is not that big of hostility, it seems he is just worried that he will be too tired if he stays outside for too long."

"But Fu Sang was just reading a book and basking in the sun in his yard, not doing anything else." She was confused.

“I don’t know anything else yet, we still need to observe.”

They walked and talked, and soon entered the depths of Luoyun Village.

The scenery here is beautiful. There are mountains in the distance. The houses in the villages are relatively close to each other. There is a little smoke rising from the houses. It is peaceful and comfortable at the moment, and there is no serious intrusion by ghost cultivators.

Lin Ze also said that he found no trace of the ghost cultivator.

In order to investigate the case, the monks sent by Ziwei Palace and Luoxian Mountain temporarily stayed in the village. It seemed that because of their arrival, nothing happened in the previous two nights.

And just last night, the eldest son of the Sun family, who lives next door to the village chief, was found dead in his room.

The Sun family is the richest landowner in Luoyun Village. It is the richest family in the village. It has business dealings with the official family of Luoyun Town, so it has a small power in the village.

His eldest son died unknown, and the head of the Sun family immediately became furious and screamed over his son's body.

It happened that the people from the Wuyan Sect had been living in the Sun family since they came. Originally, the head of the Sun family was flattering to these people in the Immortal Sect and tried his best to meet their demands, but this time it failed to prevent the tragedy from happening. They even Unexpectedly, the head of the Sun family no longer had a good look on them.

At this moment, the Sun family is in dire straits.

"Aren't you immortal masters? Why didn't you notice that my son died so miserably? You must be liars! Liars!"

"I'm going to kick you out, no, I'm going to send you to see the officials! Let you all go to jail!"

The middle-aged man, who was richly dressed but had a fat head and a big belly, was cursing with a ferocious expression on his face, and the two servants beside him were unable to hold him back.

Chen Yan of Wuyan Sect looked embarrassed. Considering his status in Wuyan Sect, no one had ever dared to point their nose and scold him like this.

This little mortal in the backcountry, he lives in his house and thinks highly of him, yet he insults him like this in public.

He clenched his fists, and there were faint veins bulging on his neck. He wished he could kill the fat middle-aged man in front of him with a sword.

Lin Ze and Yuan Chu saw this scene when they arrived.

Seeing Chen Yan deflated, she couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yan looked over immediately, and seeing them, he glared at Lin Ze, "Are you here too?"

"Come and do business, do business."

Lin Ze's cold words made him choke. In the past few days, they had been served delicious food and drinks at Sun's house, and enjoyed their flattery and envious looks. They did not do what they should do as members of the Immortal Sect. thing.

All the fairies from Ziwei Palace were also here. Qu Yinyin's veil was fluttering and she was dressed in purple clothes. She was very eye-catching in the crowd. She smiled and leaned over to hold Qu Yinyin's arm, "Sister Yinyin, you are here too."

Qu Yinyin turned to look at her, smiled and patted her little hand, "Rongrong, this place is dangerous, why are you here."

Yuanchu Rong rolled his eyes, tilted his head and said, "Of course it's business."

Deliberately emphasizing on the word "doing business", Chen Yan's face on the side became even darker.

But Mr. Sun still refused to give up and yelled at Chen Yan, who looked very unhappy.

Qu Yinyin frowned, stepped forward to dissuade, "Master Sun, calm down first, I will definitely track down the real culprit who killed your son."

Mr. Sun is also extremely doting on his son, so he still doesn't feel good about the immortal Qu Yinyin.

"Then tell me who killed my son, tell me!"

He was very excited, his face was very ferocious, and Qu Yinyin took a small step back calmly.

The senior sister beside her whispered, "Yinyin, let's go to that house first."

Qu Yinyin nodded, and Yuan Churong also entered Young Master Sun's room with her.

Young Master Sun's concubine still fainted on the ground, but she was intact.

The room was in a mess, the wooden floor was full of holes, the tables and chairs in the room were broken into slag, and there were even finger marks on the table legs that Young Master Sun had scratched while struggling, with mottled blood.

Young Master Sun's body was placed on the ground, covered with white cloth, with an inexplicable coldness.

Lin Ze walked up to her and silently stretched out his hand to hold her.

She raised her eyes and saw that the man's handsome profile was like a god. His dark eyes looked over, he tightened his hands and said in a firm tone that could not be refused, "Don't let go."

"Oh." Yuan Churong blinked, his eyes shifted to the messy ground, his heartbeat accelerated slightly, but there was a hint of sweetness.

As soon as she entered the room, Qu Yinyin noticed the slightest trace of ghostly aura.

"It does have the aura of a ghost cultivator." Lin Ze said in a deep voice.

"Our investigation over the past few days has revealed that all of the dead are men. Could it be that she was a female ghost cultivator?"

Qu Yinyin looked around and nodded in agreement.

"The ground is so damaged. Could it be that the other party is well versed in earth escape?"

Lin Ze raised his hand to form a seal, and used his spiritual power to explore down the cracked ground. After a while, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "The tracking technique is blocked."

It seems that he is a relatively powerful ghost cultivator.

It's daytime now, the ghost energy is gradually dissipating, and the tracking technique has been blocked again, and it is true that no trace can be found for a while.

Is the thread broken just like that?

Mr. Sun broke away from his servant and stumbled into the door. He knelt on the ground with a sad look in his eyes and murmured his son's name.

You can't be blocked here. Yuan Churong thought for a while and told the system in his mind, "I'll use 3000 points to redeem the plot summary card."

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