My Husband Is the Villain

The next day, the sun was just right.

After Lin Qingxu finished breakfast, he got on the donkey cart that Mu Dahai borrowed from the village and left Qingshui Village fresh.

Chuchen Town is more than ten miles away from Qingshui Village, and it takes an hour or two to walk. Lin Qingxu is now possessed by spirits, so how could he not be a monster to the Mu family?

Early in the morning, Mu Dahai went to borrow a donkey cart, and Li Cuihua rushed to wash a lot of fruit for her.

After the beating and scolding last night, Li Cuihua and Mu Lei should have been persuaded by Mu Dahai.

Seeing Lin Qingxu in the morning, Li Cuihua had to be so enthusiastic, even the cheap-mouthed Mu Lei reluctantly called her "sister" a few times.

With the mentality of watching a play and acting, Lin Qingxu also got along with them "harmoniously".

Chuchen Town is a prosperous town. Because it is surrounded by the sea to the east and can connect to other countries, the wharf on the east side of the town is a well-known land and sea transportation place in Linqu Country. The economy has developed along with it, and the goods are dazzling.

Lin Qingxu's original intention was to come to squander, and when he saw the items he liked or not, he went to intervene.

She first bought five sets of ready-to-wear, and picked three or four hairbands and hairpins each, and then came one after looking at the glutinous rice cakes on the street. That's not enough, she was full of energy and walked in in a blink of an eye. In the pastry shop, I packed a big bag, and when I saw the jewelry shop, my heart skipped a beat, and I turned around and walked into the shop.

Mu Dahai touched the rapidly shrinking purse behind her, and his heart was bleeding.

"Qingqing, you see that you've bought so many things, Dad can't take it anymore, why don't you see, let's come again next time?" Mu Dahai frowned, carrying the large and small bags in his hands, and whispered to her.

Lin Qingxu knew his intentions, and she threw the bracelet that she was admiring in her hand.

"Okay, then I don't want everything, so you don't have to think you can't take it!"

Lin Qingxu turned his face faster than a book, and Mu Dahai couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

The voice was too low, and Lin Qingxu couldn't hear it clearly, but raised his eyebrows at him.

Mu Dahai's face froze, and he said with a shy smile: "Since these are all bought, don't do anything. Qingqing, did you like this bracelet, how about daddy buy it for you right away?"

Lin Qingxu raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, and in the hopeful eyes of the shop owner, he slowly touched the bracelet and whispered, "Then buy it."

…

In the morning, Lin Qingxu spent the small half of Mu Dahai's property. Mu Haiming did not say anything, but the pain in his heart was clear and profound.

Although Lin Qingxu was determined to recover all the sins that Mu Qingqing, the owner of his body, had suffered over the years, from the Mu family, the reality was very skinny.

She only had two days left to stay at Mu's house, too little time, no matter how much tossing, there was a time limit.

As a result, the Mu family spent huge sums of money to buy things, moved furniture, and cooked chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Crazy digging and weeding, occasionally greeted with a sneer or two...

Finally, there was liberation.

On the third day, the three of Mu Dahai watched Lin Qingxu walk towards the entrance of the village with a bulging burden on his back, and were so excited that they almost cried.

Little Ancestor, I finally sent you away!

Lin Qingxu had imagined the scene when she left in the past two days, and it must be that under the eyes of a bunch of villagers who wiped their tears with longing and admiration, she was among the piles of radishes, and the senior brothers who took them left with the magic weapon.

The villagers and senior brothers have all, but she looked at the poor little radish, and her mind was full of question marks.

What about a bunch of radish heads?

Suddenly, a big hand tapped his shoulder twice, and a soothing voice came from above his head. Lin Qingxu squinted his eyes in the sunlight and raised his head, seeing the young monk who was helping him measure his aptitude at the time: "Mu Qingqing, don't do it. I'm afraid, everything will develop in a better direction when you enter the world of immortality, even the parting is only temporary!"

Lin Qingxu pursed her lips, what was she afraid of, she was simply frightened!

The Qishan faction's apprentices were spread out to three nearby villages, but she looked at her now, there were only six people in total, and only two people in one village? ?

She remembered that once in Hehua Village, there were thirty or forty children with spiritual roots in just one village.

Is it because Lotus Village is blessed by nature, or is the world really changing too much?

Lin Qingxu silently suppressed the puzzlement in his heart, and muttered "Thank you" to the well-meaning young monk.

The villagers standing at the entrance of the village watching slowly condensed into small black dots in their sight. Lin Qingxu grasped the edge of the magic tool of the portrait disc and felt the beauty of mana for the first time.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Jiang Ruichen." The cultivator who had comforted Lin Qingxu just now sat cross-legged in front of them, and when he opened his mouth, he immediately attracted the attention of all the little radishes.

He said, and pointed to the monk who was standing next to the magic weapon with a cold face and said, "He is a pastor, and he is my second senior brother. From now on, we are all one sect. You can call us senior brothers together."

Jiang Ruichen has a baby face, plus he loves being small and has a good temper. As soon as he started the topic, a child immediately started to ask questions.

"Senior brother, can a cultivator really be immortal?" The person who asked the question was a little girl of six or seven years old. She was wearing a bright pomegranate red dress. , very eye-catching.

She is young, but she speaks without being timid, and has her own opinions. She is not stupid.

Lin Qingxu noticed her early in the morning, not only because the other party and she were the only two girls among the six little radishes, but also because the other party had all the conditions she didn't currently have.

White, round, beautiful...

Lin Qingxu looked down at his hands like chicken feet and hid them in shame.

Jiang Ruichen chuckled and answered this common-sense question: "The life of all things has a time limit, and we are no exception. Cultivation of immortals can indeed prolong lifespan and slow down aging, but this state cannot be maintained forever. Similarly, this There are many such phenomena in the world.”

The little girl in red nodded when she heard the words, and the other four little boys nodded their heads along with Ku Daqiu.

Apart from Lin Qingxu, the pseudo-child, the other five children were all between four and eight years old, and the youngest boy was only five years old.

After Jiang Ruichen finished speaking, he realized that there was a group of immature children in front of him. He smiled and wanted to change the subject and tell them some basic knowledge of the world of immortality, only to see Lin Qingxu staring blankly in his direction.

As if he was still thinking about what he just said.

Lin Qingxu's eyes are big and bright, even if the skin is black and thin at the moment, when looking at people, the other party will always unconsciously fall into the bottom of her dark eyes.

Jiang Ruichen's thoughts swayed, but he quickly recovered.

When he looked at Lin Qingxu with his eyes down, with an ordinary dull appearance, Jiang Ruichen shook his head, thinking that the feeling just now was an illusion.

Clouds and mists swirled around, and the fresh and exciting feeling of flying on the clouds at the beginning became dull. The patience of the children was not enough, and each one lost the seriousness of listening to the rules at the beginning, and kept making small movements.

Jiang Ruichen also came from their age. He was neither angry nor blamed, but instead the topic turned to other related deeds.

"When your cultivation base has entered the middle stage of consecration, you can go to the weapon tomb in the pili to choose the weapon you want." Jiang Ruichen raised his voice and spoke briskly.

Sure enough, as soon as the topic was changed, the attention of the little radishes gathered again, and several pairs of eyes stared at him, waiting for the follow-up.

Jiang Ruichen cleared his throat, and continued: "However, the magic weapon has a spirit. In addition to relying on strength to recognize the master, it also depends on luck. When I went to the weapon mound, I only got half a stick of incense in it, and I encountered the magic weapon today." Turning around, he laughed teasingly, "It's just that you, pastor and senior brother, went in for a full half a day before coming out..."

"What's the matter, why?" The children were hooked by him.

Lin Qingxu glanced at Mu Xiu, who had been standing on a wooden stake, and thought to himself, could it be that all the weapons were frozen by him?

She just laughed in her heart when she heard a **** answer.

Jiang Ruichen: "Because your senior pastor is popular!"

"Entering the weapon tomb, half of the weapons rushed towards him, but the brothers and sisters who entered with him were jealous. It's a pity that he didn't like them. In the end, he went to the center of the tomb and chose a peerless weapon. A good sword comes out!" Jiang Ruichen slapped his leg in cooperation.

Lin Qingxu: "..."

If it wasn't for the fact that she hadn't heard of Mu Xiu's name in the "Lin Nuxiu Immortal Biography" projected by the old man Xuyi, she would have thought that this was the reincarnation of the male protagonist!

Perhaps it was because the twitching expression on Lin Qingxu's face was too obvious, Lin Qingxu clearly saw Mu Xiu, who was standing coldly, glance in her direction.

Cold, so cold.

Lin Qingxu shrank his neck, rubbed his goosebumps arm, and turned his gaze away stiffly.

"Then Senior Brother Ruichen, other than the weapon graves in the sect, where else can we get magic weapons?" The girl in red tilted her head and asked cleverly, "I heard from my parents that the world of immortals is full of spiritual energy, and there are many Can you tell us about a place rich in magical instruments?"

Lin Qingxu spontaneously simulated the answer in his mind.

Apart from the secluded canyons, cliffs and seas in the Xiuxian Realm, the places with the most abundant spiritual energy and treasures are of course the Four Great Illusions.

However, at this point in time, one of the illusions should not have been opened yet.

Lin Qingxu listened with little interest to Jiang Ruichen's story to the five little girls about the seabed spirit beads in the Beiming sea area, which sect's Lingcao Xianzhi in the back cliff is hidden in the extremely cold place... Until, he mentioned four Great fantasy.

Jiang Ruichen: "Apart from these, the world of immortality is actually chasing the treasures in the four great illusions. In the past, the four illusions only existed in legends, and rumors and speculations competed, but I didn't expect that they were real."

"Senior brother, what do you mean?" a boy asked in confusion.

Jiang Ruichen and Mu Xiu, who was standing upright, looked at each other, but he didn't get any objection from the other party, so he said: "Three hundred years ago, the first illusion, Wenchi, was opened, and we were sure that the four major illusions really existed."

Three hundred years ago...

Lin Qingxu's hands trembled, and his thoughts were instantly confused. Her brain was buzzing like a blow to the head.

Everything in the line of sight was blurred and upside down, and the heart tensed and shrank, and it was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

Wen Chi Illusion... How could it be three hundred years ago?

The author has something to say: do things!