After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

"Did you remember it wrong?" Sang Mo stood up suddenly as he listened.

The woman in black said: "I have been a messenger in this underworld for thousands of years, and the ghosts who come and go all remember it. How could the ghost messenger not recognize me?"

Sang Mo's heart was beating wildly. There was no Qin An in the underworld, so where did Qin An come from?

……

Could it be that...he is the spy placed by the heaven in the mortal world?

This is fucking scary.

Fortunately, Shen Yanqing found out early, otherwise she would have been coaxed into giving her love away.

But how could Fan Yao harm her?

Sang Mo sat back in fear and thought to himself: Could it be that Uncle Fan was also threatened?

Seeing Sang Mo like this, the woman in black on the side followed her lead again, "Actually, Chu Hong didn't do anything bad..."

Li Zhaodi smiled and poured her tea, "Didn't I tell you this earlier? I understand."

"We are all women, and there are times when we are jealous. But fortunately, we girls are lucky, so this can be forgiven."

The woman in black smiled stiffly, "That's it, I..."

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly? Did you get soaked in Wangchuan?"

Sang Mo raised his head in confusion and followed Li Zhaodi's words: "I just have a little headache. I'll take a nap first and you guys can talk slowly."

As soon as Sang Mo left, the woman in black couldn't sit still and had to stand up to say goodbye.

Li Zhaodi came back after sending her to the door.

Sang Mo leaned on the quilt and looked at Li Zhaodi, "Why are you bothering? She didn't want to fulfill any wish for me."

Li Zhaodi had a look of disdain on her face, "Bah! That Chu Hong clearly had no good intentions and kept encouraging you to jump into the Wangchuan River. You don't even know how worried I was on the bank."

Sang Mo closed his eyes, "I'm going there myself, it has nothing to do with her."

Li Zhaodi said: "Then I don't like her either. Since her sister wants to pretend to be generous, why don't we accept her?"

Sang Mo nodded, "It's up to you."

On the second day, a grand cocktail party was held in Meng Po Village. After eating and drinking, Sang Mo and others returned to the mortal world through a special passage.

Sang Mo specially found a place with beautiful scenery and reburied Li Zhaodi's body.

After experiencing so many things in one time, Sang Mo was completely exhausted when he returned to Changli Mountain.

Huang Cuihua went out to do errands. When she was not at Qingya Peak, Sang Mo took off her shoes as soon as she entered the room and collapsed on the bed.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, the knock on the door rang again.

She "tsk", cursed and got up to open the door.

"Who is it?" she said, opening the door.

Standing at the door was an exquisitely dressed woman who was the wife of the Lord of Jingyang City.

When she saw Sang Mo, she immediately put on a smile.

"Miss Xiao Su, I'm really sorry. I came over to disturb you as soon as you came back." She said with worry on her face, "You know that my family Hefeng is sick. You haven't been here these past few days, and he has lost his soul." It seems that if you don’t think about food and tea, you shouldn’t call him every day..."

The city lord's wife lowered her head as she spoke, took the handkerchief and began to wipe her tears.

Sang Mo hated seeing a woman cry, so he quickly agreed, "Oh, it's my fault. I'll go see him right now."

When he thought that he had just smashed the purple light mirror given by the emperor, Sang Mo became nervous, as if facing a powerful enemy, his whole body felt bad, and his palms were sweating.

She mechanically followed the city lord's wife down the mountain and to the guest room.

Chishui and Feng were still sitting under the tree, motionless like a stone without emotion.

He was wearing a dark blue robe, with the skirt touching the floor and the cuffs inlaid with delicate golden patterns. There is a carved jade pendant tied around his waist, which looks noble and extraordinary.

Sang Mo trembled in her heart. She secretly wiped the sweat from her palms, put on a smile and walked towards him.

"what are you doing?"

Chishui Hefeng turned around silently when he heard this and looked at Sang Mo with his sharp sword-like eyes. Not sure if it was for psychological reasons, Sang Mo was stunned for a moment.

She resisted the urge to kneel down and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late. The boss asked me to handle something."

The wife of the city lord on the side also smoothed things over and said, "Yes, Miss Su will come to see you as soon as she comes back."

Chishui and Feng did not speak when they heard this, but turned their heads again.

The city lord's wife smiled apologetically at Sang Mo.

Sang Mo smiled and shook his head, saying it was okay.

She walked over, talked to him intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at him, only to see that he was holding a "squeaking" cicada on his right thumb. His eyes were indifferent and distant, and he only looked at the mountains in the distance quietly.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Sang Mo pretended to be surprised and patted his forehead, saying: "Tsk, oh, look, I'm so busy that I can't even remember the mission you gave me, Emperor."

"..."

Chishui Hefeng remained silent, with no visible change in his expression.

Sang Mo stood behind him, his intuition like a ray of light on his back, "Why don't you say it again, Emperor? I will definitely keep it in mind this time."

The emperor still didn't speak, as if he was in trance.

Sang Mo cautiously asked, "Emperor?"

The emperor turned around after hearing this, "I'll say it a thousand times and the result will still be the same."

"Sang Mo, don't challenge my patience. The evil god must be eliminated. This concerns all living beings in the three realms."

Sang Mo continued to pretend to be confused, "Of course I know this, but after so many years, the evil god has not appeared, and he is not in a hurry."

The emperor was silent again.

The cicada in his hand screamed weakly and looked like it was about to die.

Sang Mo changed the subject and said, "This one seems to be dying. How about I catch another one for you?"

Chishui Hefeng did not answer, but simply said: "Is autumn coming?"

Sang Mo replied, "Yes, it will be the Beginning of Autumn in a few days."

"Emperor, you haven't seen autumn in the human world, right? It's so beautiful."

"At that time, the sunshine will shine softly on the fields, and the golden wheat ears will sway in the breeze. There will also be melons and fruits. There are many fruit trees growing far away from the mountains!"

"After a few days, the leaves will turn yellow. The fallen leaves are like dancers, dancing in the air with the melody of the wind. Then you can roll in the fallen leaves!"

"..."

Sang Mo actually said that he was excited.

She missed the mutton soup stall in the town. When the weather got cold, she would take Li Shaodi to eat again.

Hot mutton soup, sprinkled with coriander and garlic sprouts...

As she thought about it, her saliva flowed down involuntarily.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Chishui and Feng looking at him as if he were an idiot.

Sang Mo quickly wiped away his saliva and said with a smile: "I'm hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the city lord's wife suddenly sounded, "Miss Xiao Su, I made dinner. You can eat some with Ze Feng."

Sang Mo turned around and saw that the stone table in the yard was filled with dishes.

The fragrance drifted along the wind, and Sang Mo only felt hungrier.