This Wang Keke is not only a member of the Appearance Association, but he is also very shameless.
He had never seen Ye Xiaochuan's true appearance before, but he had heard that Ye Xiaochuan was good-looking and had affairs with many outstanding fairies in the world.
Yuan Xiaolou said that the best way to hide oneself is to become ordinary.
After the disguise, Ye Xiaochuan does not look very good. He is the kind of person who cannot be found in a crowd.
He was immediately disliked by Wang Keke, the president of the Appearance Association.
When Ye Xiaochuan returned to his original appearance, the shameless Wang Keke, seeing that Ye Xiaochuan looked pretty good, put a lot of money on his face, saying that he looked very much like himself when he was young.
Pooh!
If he was as handsome as Ye Xiaochuan, he wouldn't be hundreds of years old. He hasn't even found a way to practice dual cultivation, and he is still an old virgin.
Yuan Xiaolou has also returned to its original appearance. She hasn’t shown her true face for a long time. Ordinary peasant women’s plain clothes still cannot conceal the splendor of Yuan Xiaolou.
Her facial features are not as delicate as Yang Linger's, and her figure is not as good as that of Baili Yuan and Tian Wen. Her skin is not as fair as Liu Tong's. Her legs are not as long as Zuo Qiu's. Her temperament is not as good as Yun Qiyou's.
But her eyes saved her whole body.
The eyes are not as big as Nangong Bat, but Yuan Xiaolou's eyes are not only pure and flawless, they even seem to be able to speak.
Even extremely evil people will be infected by the truth, kindness and beauty of Yuan Xiaolou when they see these eyes.
Wang Keke looked at it in a daze, and after a long time he said: "Old Wutou, you picked up this beautiful granddaughter? Tell me where you picked it up? I'll pick one up too!"
Yuan Xiaolou paid tribute and said: "Xiaolou has met my uncle."
"uncle?"
Wang Keke was startled again. This beautiful girl called her uncle and the old storyteller grandpa. Doesn't that mean that she was shorter than the old storyteller?
Yuan Xiaolou said: "My father and you are close friends, so naturally I call you uncle."
Wang Keke babbled and said, "Who is your father?"
Yuan Xiaolou said: "My father is Yuan Qin."
"Ah? You are... your brother Yuan and Zhu Shui's daughter Yuan Xiaolou? Didn't you die to save your brother on Samsara Peak last year?"
Wang Keke was startled.
Last year, when he, Baili Yuan and others rushed from Qilin Mountain to Samsara Peak, it was already the second day, and everything that was supposed to happen on Samsara Peak had already happened.
He just heard that a pair of sons and daughters of Yuan and Qin were still alive these years, one was named Yuan Xiaolou and the other was named Yuan Shaoqin.
While on Samsara Peak, Yuan Xiaolou was trying to save Yuan Shaoqin, but was pierced by Ning Xiangruo's Ziyang Divine Dagger. Although he was rescued by a mysterious man at the time, everyone knew that Yuan Xiaolou was bound to die.
Now, two people who were almost sentenced to death on Samsara Peak were actually standing in front of him alive. One of them was the daughter of his sworn brother. How could Wang Keke not be surprised?
After being surprised, he fiercely pounced on Ye Xiaochuan.
Although Wang Keke was wearing a bandage, it was not something that Ye Xiaochuan could compete with now.
Wang Keke knocked Ye Xiaochuan down, sat on top of him and beat him hard.
The old storyteller didn't respond, watching the show from the side. Yuan Xiaolou couldn't see that Ye Xiaochuan was injured, so he quickly stepped forward to grab Wang Keke.
"Uncle, why are you hitting Xiaochuan!"
"He was the one I beat! Didn't this brat have enough rumored girlfriends? He actually extended his evil claws to my niece! I beat him to death!"
All afternoon, he sneered at the old storyteller, and with a gloating attitude, watched Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou play a kissing game on the city wall.
Now his gloating mood has disappeared, as if his daughter, a good big cabbage, was taken over by a little wild boar.
The storyteller feels this way every day, but he is quite open-minded. As long as the intimate behavior between Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou is not excessive, he will turn a blind eye and pretend not to have seen it.
Wang Keke did not have the broad mind of the old storyteller. The woman he loved most in his life and was the only woman he loved was Banzhu Shui.
And Yuan Qin was his sworn brother.
His attitude towards Yuan Xiaolou was like his own daughter.
A moment ago, I was imagining that Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou might be able to have sex naturally on the city wall if they were deeply in love, and have sex in public.
Now, he wanted to beat Ye Xiaochuan into a vegetative state that could not take care of himself.
The idiot and the big head laughed so hard when they saw Ye Xiaochuan being beaten, not to mention how vulgar it was.
late at night.
Ye Xiaochuan lay on the bed, and Yuan Xiaolou used ointment to gently apply ointment on the bruises on his body.
No one expected that Wang Keke would beat Ye Xiaochuan. The old man was injured and his movements were surprisingly fast. Although Yuan Xiaolou pulled him away in time, Ye Xiaochuan still received a lot of punches.
Yuan Xiaolou said angrily: "That old naughty boy is really unreasonable, why did he attack so harshly!"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I'm fine. I have recovered some cultivation now. This injury is nothing to me."
After applying the ointment, Ye Xiaochuan got dressed.
Yuan Xiaolou went to boil hot water to soak his feet. This was what she did every night, almost without interruption for more than half a year. Even if she had been living in the wilderness some time ago, Yuan Xiaolou would raise a bonfire to boil hot water for Ye Xiaochuan.
Soak your feet.
After Yuan Xiaolou left, Ye Xiaochuan got out of bed, came to the broken table, took out a pen and paper from the empty bracelet, and started writing.
Not long after, Yuan Xiaolou came into the room with hot water, and Ye Xiaochuan just finished writing.
He said: "Xiaolou, please stop being busy, I have something to say to you."
Yuan Xiaolou lowered his head, took off Ye Xiaochuan's shoes and socks, and said, "Just say what you want. You will leave early tomorrow morning. Tonight is the last time I will take care of your feet."
With that said, he put Ye Xiaochuan's feet into the wooden basin.
Ye Xiaochuan sighed and picked up a pile of papers, which he had just ordered.
Yuan Xiaolou stretched out his hand to take it and read: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more damage. The way of man is to make up for the deficiency when it is not enough. It is said that man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
If you take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and guard against the debate of the six qi, and you want to swim infinitely, you will be treated badly.
Life and existence, life and non-being, non-being is emptiness, emptiness is Tao, and Tao is eternity.
Use your own creation to take away the merits of others.
Use your own secret method to steal the souls of others.
Use your own energy to seize other people's spiritual energy.
Use your own life to take away the blood of others.
It's called swallowing.
Devouring is the way of nature, just like a tiger swallowing a lamb. The lamb swallows the tender grass, and the tender grass swallows the essence of the earth. The essence of the earth comes from the corpse of the tiger, wolf, and lamb. Over and over again, reincarnation is endless, and life is endless.
Xiaochuan, what is this? Why is it just a magic that devours other people's souls and essences?" Ye Xiaochuan said: "This is the chapter on beasts and monsters in the seventh volume of the Book of Heaven. Its essence is devouring."
