You are ruthless, really helpless

Chapter 12

The smoke rises, and the twilight merges.

The mountain road is difficult.

Jiang Li staggered down the path, accidentally, his sleeve was caught by a tree branch lying on the side of the road, and he pulled it hard, making a piercing sound.

He sighed softly, and simply tied the torn cuff tightly so as not to be caught next time.

Such a toss, wasted a lot of time.

Looking up again, the white robe was already ahead.

The path is winding and overgrown with weeds.

Shen Jiyun, however, was walking on flat ground, and in less than a moment, he had already reached the top of the mountain.The white clothes are still bright and clean, not stained with the slightest dust.

He stood upright on the top of the mountain, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, a little uncertain whether he was waiting for someone or looking at the scenery down the mountain.

Jiang Li pushed back the broken hair stuck to his forehead, feeling a little helpless.

This Shen Jiyun was exceptionally silent all the way, and he didn't even pay attention to him.

He neither said he would leave, nor did he say he would go all the way.

Could it be that he said something wrong and made people angry?

But Shen Jiyun always had a cold face, it didn't look like he was angry anymore.

Jiang Li thought about it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.If he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it, quickened his pace, and climbed to the top of the mountain together.

He pretended nothing happened, and leaned forward: "I'm going to Liucheng, will you go with me?"

Shen Jiyun glanced away from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Li looked extraordinarily embarrassed, his hair was disheveled, a few strands of hair fell on the side of his face, his clothes were disheveled, and when he looked up, he was full of tenderness.

He seemed to be aware of the gaze, and as if to cover up, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose.

Along the way, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and his skin was flushed red from the sun.

It's just that the red was not daubed randomly, but the tip of Danqing Miaoshou's nose was stained with carmine, and a little stroke was left on the painting, making it rosy and rosy.

Before Shen Jiyun had time to think of an excuse, he heard his own voice ringing in his ear: "...Yes."

Jiang Li's brows and eyes stretched, and he smiled slightly: "Liucheng is not close to here." His voice was soft, "I was still worried about what to do if I encountered evil people along the way, but now that you are here, everything will be fine." Don't be afraid."

Shen Jiyun met a pair of beautiful round eyes.

Jiang Li's eyes were clear and moving, dotted with a little light, like the reflection of a pool full of stars.Now it is full of trust, and when he looks over, it seems that this is his whole world.

Shen Jiyun left at the touch of a touch, looked away, and said bluntly: "Let's go."

Jiang Li was not affected by this indifferent attitude, he followed with his eyebrows frowned.

The tree shadows swayed, and the birds chirped, jumping up and down on the branches, staring at the figure in front of them.

Breeze blows.

Bring in the scraps of conversation.

Jiang Li asked briskly, "What are you going to Liucheng for?"

Shen Jiyun's footsteps stopped.

He left Wangshu Peak on this trip to get rid of his obsessions, break through the realm, and go to an appointment a hundred years ago.

It never occurred to him that only he remembered this agreement, and the young man had no memory of it.

In this way, the agreement is invalidated, and he should return to the Taiwangzong, and once again become a god statue with no desires and desires on Wangshu Peak for the world to look up to.

But now, he suddenly didn't want to go back.

It was like ripples appearing on the surface of the water that had been silent for a long time, and it was impossible to restore the frozen dead silence of the past.

Shen Jiyun didn't know why it became like this, and couldn't answer Jiang Li's question.

What's worse, he was not good at lying, so he had to keep silent.

Fortunately, Jiang Li didn't continue to ask, and even thoughtfully found a reason: "You must be going to Liucheng for business, right?"

Shen Jiyun: "...Yes."

Jiang Li gestured: "Liucheng is so--far from here, how do we get there?"

Shen Jiyun: "Flying boat."

Jiang Li: "Where is there a flying boat to sit on?"

Shen Jiyun answered any questions: "Changming City."

The sound faded away.

The figures of the two also gradually disappeared in the mountains.

……

at the same time.

in secret.

Xu Zhibai sat cross-legged, with spiritual energy surging all over his body, with him as the center, a spiritual energy vortex gradually formed.And in the center of the vortex, gradually condensed into a villain with eyebrows and eyes similar to his.

The whole body of the villain is shiny and moist, with both feet in cross-legged posture, hands in mudras on his chest, eyes closed, very sacred.

With the help of Shang Qingzong's inheritance, he unexpectedly became a Jindan cultivator in a single step, and he can leapfrog to become a powerful Nascent Soul in just one step.

It's just that the strides were too big, Xu Zhibai couldn't control this majestic power for a while, and was devoting himself wholeheartedly into the Nascent Soul villain, digesting all this.

Therefore, he was not aware of the changes around him.

The space distorted for a moment, as if someone had cut a hole with a knife, and a hand protruded from the void.

That hand was ugly and weird, with fingers as legs, walking back and forth against the ground.

Looking carefully, this hand is not a whole, but is composed of countless vines, and the vines are still wriggling, making the sound of nothing overlapping.

"We're late."

"No more, no more, no more..."

"The seed is dead, it's all your fault, you idiot!"

That hand seemed to have a different mind, and they quarreled around the pit, no one could convince the other, and the figure shook violently, emitting strands of black mist with a foul smell.

After a while, the quarrel suddenly stopped, the big hands realized something, and the red eyes turned back, fixedly staring at Xu Zhibai who was entering meditation.

"fragrant……"

"It smells so good..."

The big hands circled around Xu Zhibai, obviously expressionless, but still saw a wave of human greed and desire.

After pausing for a moment, the big hand let out a weird laugh, stretched out a vine, and gently tapped Xu Zhibai's forehead.

A little black light flashed by.

The devil seed about fear was planted.

Xu Zhibai didn't know anything about it, and was still immersed in the world of inheritance.

And the mutation has already happened quietly.

……

After going around in circles, he returned to Changming City.

When entering the city, Jiang Li had nothing to do and listened to others chatting his teeth.

During this time, a major event happened in Changming City.

The old man Shen of the Shen family passed away.

At the age of Mrs. Shen, according to the folk saying, it is a happy funeral, and it should be mourned with joy.

But the Shen family was gloomy. Not only did they stop mourning, but they didn't even call back the other members of the Shen family who were doing business outside.

The people in the city were discussing a lot, but they couldn't figure out the intention of the Shen family.

Within two days, people in the Shen family died suddenly one after another.The first breath is still the same, but the last breath is lifeless, it has to be said to be weird.

Everyone else said that the children of the Shen family were unfilial, and the old man came back to lock his soul.Only by playing the gongs and drums and performing the rituals for 49 days, can the old man's resentment be eliminated.

I don't know if the Shen family believed this statement, and they were really secretly looking for the Taoist Buddha, trying to send away the soul of the old Shen family.

After Jiang Li listened to it, he took it for fun and commented: "Are ghosts really haunting?"

Turning his head, he saw Shen Jiyun saying: "It's not a ghost, it's a man-made disaster."

Jiang Li rolled his eyes and asked softly, "Do you want to take care of this matter?"

Shen Jiyun nodded.

Jiang Li couldn't help but glanced at it.

A thought popped up in his mind: This Shen Jiyun looked like a stranger, with a cold appearance, but unexpectedly... unexpectedly kind.

He was saved first, and then Xu Zhibai was saved—although he didn't need to be saved.

Now he has to take care of the life and death of the Shen family.

It seems that the sharpness of the sword can not only kill, but also save the world.

Jiang Li didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but since Shen Jiyun wanted to get involved, it wouldn't hurt to waste some time.

After entering the city, he walked along Qingshi Long Street and arrived at Shen's house.

When I came last time, the Shen family was full of people, bustling with each other.

Now, only a few days later, two white lanterns were hung under the eaves, and the door was wide open. It was really desolate and desolate.

Jiang Li pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered Shen's house, Shen Jiyun disappeared, and he didn't know what he was looking for, so he didn't panic, and walked slowly by himself.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard.

The servants who were dedicated to their duties on weekdays were all gone, and the fallen leaves and paper money were piled up all over the floor without being cleaned, and a strange stench was faintly wafting out.

Jiang Li covered the tip of his nose, took a light breath, and confirmed that the smell came from the main hall.

Follow the taste.

There was no one around the main hall, and the inside was gloomy, and a dead coffin could be seen in the center.

Because it had not been buried yet, the coffin was not crucified, but a gap was left.

The stench came from inside the coffin.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows.

With the current weather and the time when the old man passed away, it wouldn't be such a smell.

He walked over and wanted to lift the coffin to have a look.

The coffin board was dead, and before he could lift it, he heard footsteps, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing here?"

Through the gap, Jiang Li and Mrs. Shen looked at each other for a moment, heard the voice, and looked away regretfully.

It was none other than the old housekeeper of the Shen family.

The housekeeper obviously recognized Jiang Li: "It's you...?"

Jiang Li's eyelashes flickered, and he said softly, "Butler."

The identity of the little widow is still there, but in the blink of an eye, he has become weak and deceitful again.

The butler's brows were frowned, stiff enough to kill a fly: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Li lowered his eyelids: "I came to Shen's house alone, and I was taken care of by the old man, and now I heard rumors from outside..." He finished clicking, and said sadly, "That's why I want to come and offer incense to the old man."

The housekeeper was skeptical.

Now that there is a sudden storm in the Shen family, there are many people who want to fish in troubled waters, it is indeed suspicious that the little widow appears here.But when I think about it, this little widow is helpless in the Shen family, what bad things can he do?

He loosened his brows and waved his hands impatiently: "It has nothing to do with you, go back to your yard and stay well, just don't make trouble."

Jiang Li responded docilely: "...Yes."

He withdrew his hand and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to cross the threshold, he heard the butler behind him say, "Wait."

Jiang Li held on to the wall and stopped.

Butler: "Who is this person?"

Jiang Li raised his head and saw a white dress appearing in front of him.

Shen Jiyun didn't come sooner or later, but he came at this time.

The butler was suspicious: "Why did you bring outsiders into Shen's house?" He made a gesture to call out.

Jiang Li: "..."

It is true that with Shen Jiyun's cultivation, these Shen family members are like ants in front of him.

But...Jiang Li has rules for doing things, and if he can be fooled, he will never do it.

If you crush it with full strength, many things will not be so interesting.

Faced with the butler's questioning, Jiang Li blurted out: "I might not believe it..."

Butler: "Huh?"

Jiang Li said affectionately, "This is my dead husband who came back to life."

housekeeper:"???"