Fang Chang, who was feeling something, had a look on his face.
Is there any problem?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and a black line appeared on the center of his eyebrows. The Eye of the Demon left the sea of consciousness, and a bright light flashed before him, transforming into a middle-aged man with a pale face.
It is the spirit of the magic weapon of the Eye of the Demon - Mo Sansheng.
After all, Mo Sansheng is a reborn magic weapon spirit. His strength is greatly damaged and he needs to sleep to restore his strength.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Fang Chang would not take the initiative to wake him up to activate the power of the Eye of the Demon, although this would save him a lot of energy.
It's roughly equivalent to a manual mode and an automatic mode.
At this moment, the Eye of the Demon actually moved without his prompting. Apparently something happened that he didn't know about.
"what happened?"
After hearing Fang Chang's question, Mo Sansheng still looked a little confused, but when he took over the Eye of the Demon, all the information was integrated with him.
"Boss, you have refined the Eye of the Demon and are protected by the Demon. Once someone attempts to change the soul of the boss, it will trigger the warning sign of the Eye of the Demon.
Someone seems to want to target your soul, boss, but the method is very secretive, and even the Eye of the Demon has not found the source."
Mo Sansheng's tone was a little uncertain.
Fang Chang was stunned: "My soul was targeted...when? Who was it?"
Mo Sansheng shook his head: "I don't know. The Demon's Eye is not omnipotent. There are still many spiritual secrets in the world that it has not included and cannot explain.
But the reaction of the Eye of the Demon is unmistakable. It must be that someone has used a secret method to affect the boss's soul recently.
Um……"
Mo Sansheng pondered for a moment and asked:
"Boss, have you felt that there is anything unusual about yourself recently? Although this secret technique is silent, once it is used, it will have an impact on you, boss.
And this impact will most likely make you, the boss, do things you wouldn’t have done before.”
"Abnormal place?"
Fang Chang closed his eyes, and the memories in his mind moved forward rapidly with time, and each vivid scene flashed through his mind.
He always acted casually and obeyed his own will in everything.
If the only abnormal thing is probably - Ruyan?
An idea flashed in Fang Chang's mind.
From the feeling of freshness at the beginning, to the stubborn desire to know when she would leave, I refused to hurt her in my heart and chose to let her be that vain scumbag.
He had been waiting for five years without knowing it.
If there is no early warning from the Eye of the Demon today, what will happen after tonight?
He will probably continue to stay, guard Ruyan, spend ten or twenty years with her, spend her whole life, and accompany her through the love drama of life.
There will even be a wedding and a fortune for her later on to accompany her through a prosperous life.
Life lasts for thousands of years, so what if I give her a hundred years?
He won't see any problem.
But this is the biggest problem!
Who is this person on the other side, a selfish villain, a pseudo-magic monk with the word despicable in his heart, who would spend a hundred years just for a mortal woman?
His first wife is not treated like this yet.
They promised to clear up the goods and not get involved in cause and effect, but they took the initiative to enter this love chess game and got themselves deeply involved.
A black light suddenly flashed across Fang Chang's face, looking a little scary.
"Made, I have always been the only one who plots against others. When have I ever been plotted against by others?!"
Mo Sansheng wanted to say something else, but an irresistible force turned it into a black eye, embedded in the square eyebrow.
The golden body of the demon Buddha, which released the magic light, came from the void and suppressed everything. The eyes of the demon on the center of the square eyebrows blinked, passing through the limitations of the void.
He finally saw it.
At this moment, his sight seemed to poke out from the depths of the void, and colorful lines were tied to his body at some point.
Red, blue, green, white, black...
As an old player who plays with inner demons, Fang Chang knows very well that these are threads of lust, and each thread can evoke different desires in people's hearts.
Sometimes many things seem to be your own inner choices, but in fact they are more influenced by the emotions of others.
Some people call this criminal psychology.
Red represents anger, blue represents cheerfulness, green represents melancholy, white represents purity, and black represents darkness...
I don't know when he started, but he was already like an insect caught in a spider's web, wrapped in spider silk and became its prey.
But these are not fatal.
With his method, even if these love threads are difficult to entangle, he can cut them off one by one, except for a few transparent threads connecting the depths of his consciousness.
If Fang Chang hadn't suppressed the soul with Bo Xun Demon Buddha and then opened the Demon Vision to observe, he wouldn't have been able to discover it at all.
He felt frightened when he touched these threads.
There seemed to be a voice in the dark telling him that if he dared to break these threads, something bad would happen immediately.
Fang Chang's face immediately fell.
Sure enough, men can't go out and have sex. It was the first time in his life that he indulged and got himself into such big trouble.
Who is Ruyan?
What method is this? For what purpose?
Of course, all this is his guess.
It's possible that someone else was eyeing him, but not necessarily.
But do you think there is nothing he can do?
A familiar light flashed across Fang Chang's eyes.
"Identification Technique!"
Everything you look at and look at can be identified, it's just about the amount of information.
Fang Chang felt that the mana in his body was rapidly decreasing.
Panel information begins to appear.
[Red thread lead (one-time use)]
[Introduction: The secret treasure of the Hongchen Sect is transformed into a red thread with three thousand relationships in the world of mortals. Marriage of a thousand miles is tied by a thread, but there is a red thread that can force a marriage for a lifetime.
For a heartbeat, the red threads connected, and from then on the marriage was unbreakable and inseparable in life and death.
Those who rashly cut off the red line will suffer the backlash of three thousand evil fates.】
[ps: According to incomplete statistics, all loves connected by red threads end in tragedy.]
Fang Chang: "..."
He admitted that he was slightly moved just now, so he couldn't be forced on him.
What man doesn't feel moved when he sees a beautiful woman?
Is that love?
He is obviously greedy for other people's bodies.
A forced marriage will not be a happy one, be good, hurry up and break it off yourself.
Fang Chang said silently to the red line in his heart.
But Hongxian is obviously a dead thing, and he doesn't care about him.
As for forcing myself to cut off this red thread...
Well, let’s think about it carefully.
"Fang Lang, the noodles are ready, please eat some."
A woman's gentle voice came from outside the house.
The devil's eyes between Fang Chang's brows disappeared, and Ruyan walked in carrying a bowl of clear soup noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions.
She had calmed down her emotions in the kitchen, so she always showed an optimistic and positive look in front of Fang Chang.
Even if you are in the mud, you must learn to look up at the sun.
"There is a surprise in the bowl."
Ruyan put down the noodles and winked at Fang Chang coquettishly, as if nothing had happened just now.
Fang Chang took the noodles but made no move. Instead, he looked the woman up and down.
No matter how you look at it, the woman standing in front of him is just an ordinary mortal, with no trace of cultivation on her body.
In order to support herself and him, she has worked hard for the past five years, and her body has become less vigorous than when they first met. She is getting older.
Even though she is still young.
From the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside, she is ordinary, just like all other living beings.
"Identification Technique!"
Fang Chang generally does not use identification skills on people, as this makes him look very unprofessional and disrespectful.
[ps: The seemingly ordinary body hides a big secret. 】
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
Ruyan lowered her head shyly.
"After watching it for so many years, are you still tired of watching it?"
Fang Chang's mouth froze, and he struggled to smile.
"The more I look at you, the more I can discover the beauty in you."
Ruyan in front of her was like a source of gravity, and the love on his body stretched, like an octopus opening its tentacles, trying to wrap her up.
And the transparent silk thread tightly connected to his soul is gradually turning red.
Not an angry flush, but an indescribable throbbing that reminded him of the ponytail he once sat in the front seat.
And the other end of the reddened silk thread is connected to Ruyan's body.
Ruyan sat down, supported her chin with her hand, and looked at Fang Chang with a pair of big eyes.
"Fang Lang, you haven't said love words to me for a long time. Is it because of what happened just now? I don't blame you."
She seems to know nothing?
Fang Chang said nothing and began to eat noodles with his head down.
But Ruyan seemed to understand something, and a smile couldn't help but appear in the corner of his eyes.
Fang Chang made a sudden movement and pulled out a poached egg from under the noodles. It was golden on both sides and was still soft-boiled.
"whee……"
Ruyan is like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, smiling happily.
Fang Chang didn't know whether his emotions were his own or influenced by others, but he had to say that Ruyan was really charming at the moment.
I admit my defeat!
Fang Chang cried out angrily in his heart.
As he accepted his fate, the several transparent threads connected to Ruyan quickly merged into a red thread, just like the legendary Yue Lao's red thread.
This half-finished red thread is finally completed.
And the restless love threads in his body seemed to have lost their strength, all calmed down and died on their own.
Now there is only one red thread all over his body connecting him to Ruyan.
But this red thread is heavier than a thousand love threads.
"Like smoke."
"I'm here, Fang Lang."
"I've always called you Ruyan, did you have a name before?"
"forgotten."
Ruyan's eyes showed confusion and said:
"I was raised by the Jiaofang Secretary since I was young. I heard that my father used to be an official, but because he dated the wrong person, the whole family was implicated.
In order to protect us, my mother did not tell us our real names or our previous identities and backgrounds.
This way you will be less bullied.
But the name Ruyan is also very nice, and I’m used to it.”
There had been ten years of civil strife before the Qing Dynasty, and the princes were vying for the throne. As the new emperor ascended the throne, there was a lot of liquidation, and it was obvious that Ruyan's biological father was implicated.
Fang Chang nodded: "You can ask if you have the chance."
"From tomorrow on, you don't have to go out to work."
"Ah?" Ruyan opened her mouth slightly, "But if I don't work, where will our food money and rent come from?"
Fang Changdao: "A few days ago, relatives from my hometown came to Beijing to find me and told me that my second uncle from far away unfortunately passed away and he had no heirs, so he left me a large inheritance.
I have already bought the yard where we live, and the remaining money is enough for our living."
Fang Chang decided to take it one step at a time.
No matter who was plotting against him, the people behind the scenes must not have thought that he had plug-in skills like identification.
He seemed to be affected by the red thread, but it was not completely affected.
There is also the Eye of the Demon that protects the soul and prevents him from having his mind affected by the red thread.
As for the woman in front of her, the identification technique also gave an ambiguous answer.
She is not an ordinary woman. As for more, as time goes by, the truth will emerge.
"real?"
Ruyan felt that this was too bizarre.
"So we finally have our own home?"
A smile broke out on her face, but she quickly reacted and looked at Fang Chang angrily and said:
"Then you wanted to drive me away before. Now that you have money, do you want to find someone new?"
Fang Chang's face froze.
"Hehehe..."
At this time, any explanation is superfluous, actions prove everything.
He crossed the dining table, picked up Ruyan and walked to the bedroom.
"Wait a minute, the dishes haven't been washed yet."
…
The next day.
Ruyan was sitting in front of the dressing table with her coat on. She had a lazy temperament, touching her face and looking at it in front of the mirror.
At this moment, she seemed to be seven or eight years younger, her body felt full of vitality, and her calloused hands were like freshly peeled green onions, white and smooth.
"This is?!"
Ruyan covered her small mouth and exclaimed slightly.
"This is the power of love."
Fang Chang just took care of his body, and the beauty treatment was incidental. After all, he was the one enjoying it.
How could Ruyan believe it, but Fang Chang didn't say anything. She was sensible and wouldn't ask more questions, but she already had some guesses in her heart.
Perhaps the second uncle Fang Chang mentioned was one of those legendary immortal masters.
She had also been in the Jiaofangsi before, and was mixed with three religions and nine streams. She had heard and heard about it, and knew that there was a group of immortal masters in the world who claimed to be cultivators.
They can call the wind and rain and have great magical powers.
Maybe Fang Lang just got the chance to be immortal.
She was even more surprised.
With excitement, Ruyan quickly put on her clothes and put on makeup, making her look bright and charming.
"Where are you going?" Fang Chang asked.
Ruyan smiled and said, "I'm going to find Aunt Wang."
Fang Chang frowned: "Aren't you not allowed to work?"
Ruyan explained: "I still have a job at Aunt Wang's place. Thanks to her for taking care of me before, now even if I quit, I have to tell her and ask her to find someone to take over."
Fang Chang snorted and fell back to sleep.
"Then come back early. I'll take you shopping to buy some new clothes, some makeup and jewelry, and look at the new house."
Ruyan pouted and said, "It's pretty good here."
But Fang Chang had already made a purring sound.
Ruyan pursed her lips and smiled without disturbing Fang Chang. She gently closed the door and felt that the future suddenly became brighter.
Fang Chang opened his eyes suddenly.
The red line in front of him was as red as blood, with a hint of black, and no trace of the pink heartbeat of first love.
"I knew this thing wasn't a good thing, but I wanted to see what trouble it would cause."
