Chapter nine hundred and eighty sixth three ghosts greed, hatred and ignorance
In the secret room downstairs from Baihua, the originally beautiful flower garden was in dilapidated condition and was in a mess. More than a dozen stunningly beautiful girls lay on the ground with no breath like wood, and five or six mummies were huddled around the flower bed.
Chi Qingping, who was neither human nor demon, with a sluggish aura and extremely miserable, glanced at Hong Lian and Wu Ming viciously.
"Aren't you afraid that Brother Luo and I will join forces to keep you here?"
Chi Hongyao finished his work and rose up. There was also a strange lotus pattern flashing between his eyebrows, just like the red lotus between his eyebrows. However, the aura around him that had not yet stabilized was more domineering and breathtaking.
Monster.
Even a question full of murderous intent makes people's eyes light up, and they unconsciously want to move forward and expose their necks for the other party to kill!
It is a pity that everyone present here is a strong-minded person, and their minds will not be easily affected by external objects, even if this woman has reached the third level of Yuanshen Grand Master.
"Just you?"
Hong Lian covered her lips and smiled softly, saying as charmingly as a delicate lotus flower, "It's more like being a foot-washing maid for the young master, haha!"
"You don't have to be proud, sooner or later it will just be my blood food!"
The killing intent flashed across Chi Hongyao's beautiful eyes.
"Senior sister is joking, it would be nice for you and me to commit ourselves to the young master together!"
Honglian said without caring.
"It's time to go now!"
Surprisingly, Luo Wuhua had no intention of joining forces. He glanced at the bone jade flute that appeared in Qingzhu's hand and walked straight out, "The few treasures left by the master, Luo will not steal them."
For her own sake, Miss Hongyao has now mastered the secret technique of red sleeves, and I hope she can do it for herself in the future!"
"Let's go!"
Wu Ming had no intention of staying any longer and left with his hands behind his back.
"Stop, let me...leave his body behind!"
Chi Hong Medicine Road.
"I will bury Master and Master together. If Senior Sister is willing, she can worship at the tomb!"
Qingzhu didn't even look back.
"Hongyao, come here, I have something to tell you!"
Chi Qingping said weakly.
"Contact the Red Sleeve Recruitment Lord!"
Chi Hongyao glanced at the empty flower garden secret room and said coldly.
"Okay, okay, I will teach you the method of contact. With the cultivation of the Holy Lord, with your current cultivation and qualifications, your future achievements will definitely be far above mine. In the future, you will also have a place in this land of China. Among the masters of Baihua Building
A seat is easily available!"
Chi Qingping's weird laughter echoed in the room like a ghost, which lasted for a long time and made people shudder.
"Red Sleeve Move!"
A flash of disdain and coldness flashed in Chi Hongyao's beautiful eyes.
…
Outside Lishui City, in front of an ordinary hillside, in front of a small tomb hidden among flowers, three figures stood.
If Chi Hongyao and Luo Wuhua were here, they would definitely be horrified, because one of the figures was extremely strange, as if it had two heads. It was Qingzhu who was carrying the drunkard who was supposed to be dead.
"You are a ruthless guy. Throughout my life, I have never seen someone as scheming as you, who even plays with people's hearts!"
Although the drunkard's breath was sluggish, his expression was good. He looked at the tomb without a tombstone and sighed.
"Senior was joking, but it just happened at the right time!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Just the right moment?"
A strange look flashed in the drunkard's eyes, and he said mockingly, "That boy from the Luo family missed the best opportunity to kill you, and now you have planted an obsession with him before his supreme lovelessness was stable. Even if
I couldn’t see it, and I could predict that he would definitely lose all his wife’s money!”
"Haha, this treasure-level Blood-Yang Golden Pill cannot restore the body of the senior who was blessed by the semi-holy divine mind. Now that the senior's cultivation is gone, after taking it, he can become an ordinary person with sound limbs!"
Wu Ming chuckled, shook his head, and took out a jade bottle.
"Haha, I can be a flower farmer again in this life, take care of Mei Niang, and watch my daughter grow up. I can't live up to such a big favor!"
The drunkard laughed.
"The many secrets mentioned by the seniors and the help from this trip are enough!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"That's not enough. That girl has exactly the same temperament as her mother. I'm afraid you'll be impatient in the future. Ten of them bundled together are no match for you! So I have to work hard to live. Even if you feel the slightest gratitude for this fate, you will still show your favor.
!”
The drunkard smiled bitterly.
"Master, don't worry!"
Qingzhu glanced at Wu Ming cautiously and said.
"Don't worry, uncle, I will advise my senior sister properly at that time. My young master is such a genius, he will never wrong her!"
Red Lotus's enchanting red lips parted slightly, and she spoke coquettishly.
"I can't see through this kid, and I can't see through you, a little girl?"
The drunkard glared at her angrily, with a hint of annoyance in his single eye, "What a good home for someone with such a hard-hearted heart?"
"Ahem!"
Wu Ming's face stiffened unnaturally, he shook his finger and pointed at Qingzhu and said, "Senior, if you are not at ease, why not let me make the decision? How about we make an engagement in front of you?"
"Big...brother, how can this be done?"
Qing Zhujun looked embarrassed, and waved his hands subconsciously in panic, almost knocking the drunkard off his back.
"Although this kid is a bit dull, he definitely knows how to care for others better than you. He's a good place to end up!"
The drunkard nodded with satisfaction.
"Master..."
Qingzhu had a sad face and didn't know what to do. Isn't this a bit of a mess?
"The orders of parents, the words of matchmakers, you and I... well, just make a verbal agreement, and heaven and earth will prove it!"
Wu Mingdao.
"Okay, let's ask heaven and earth to be the witness, and you to be the matchmaker, hahaha!"
The drunkard always feels great relief and laughs loudly.
"Don't take advantage of me and act like a good girl. Although my senior sister is a bit fierce in temperament, she is a first-class beauty. I'm giving you an advantage!"
Honglian pinched Qingzhu's face without hesitation.
Poor Qingzhu, who has been cared for by Red Lotus since childhood, now respects and fears him, even more than Wu Ming, how can he dare to refute him at all?
"Go ahead and bury my remains here, it will be enough to hide it from others!"
The drunkard said.
Qingzhu was helpless, like an angry little daughter-in-law, and reluctantly opened the tomb, opened the coffin, put a wine jar next to the remains covered with a gauze, and then covered them again.
"Mei Niang, Mei Niang, forgive me for not being able to accompany you right away. Our baby still needs someone to take care of it!"
The old drunkard burst into tears and murmured in a low voice.
"Let's go, count the time, it's almost time for Miss Hongyao to come and check!"
Wu Ming looked at the sky and asked the three of them to leave.
Sure enough, about half an hour later, a beautiful figure came towards the afterglow, it was Chi Hongyao.
"mother!"
Looking at the tomb without a tombstone, Chi Hongyao's eyes turned red, and there was a hint of sadness in his charming eyebrows.
With her current strength, even without opening the tomb, she could easily detect that it had been touched not long ago, and she could even feel that there were remains buried inside that were connected to her blood. The feeling that came from the blood could not be faked at all.
"Although you helped outsiders take away an opportunity that belonged to me, you are my father after all. From now on, you will always be here with my mother!"
Chi Hongyao bowed respectfully three times and kowtowed nine times, then walked away with a cold expression.
Even if this girl was extremely smart, she would never have thought that her unreliable alcoholic father not only faked his death, but also arranged a betrothal for her.
It's just a word of love, how can it be restrained by 'the orders of parents and the words of a matchmaker'?
…
Time flies, three days pass by in a flash.
In a small town outside Lishui City, a lazy man who no one cared about died silently, but then lived silently.
"Li Daitao is so stiff, every time I feel like I can see you clearly, I feel mysterious and impermanent!"
The lazy man with disheveled hair and slovenly body walked around the street twice and returned to the dilapidated courtyard without any incident.
"Senior is now a person of status. Even if his cultivation level is no longer restored, the ordinary innate is no match for you. It is enough to live a stable life here. I won't disturb you too much!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Forget it, there is always a banquet in the world!"
The drunkard nodded and said seriously, "I don't want to ask more about your identity, but judging from your behavior, I can tell that your past has been bloody, so I have a few words to say goodbye."
"Senior, it's okay to say it!"
Wu Ming sat upright.
"The situation in the Wei Dynasty is basically the same as that in the Eastern Song Dynasty. Zongs, aristocratic families, and the court are interdependent. You must have made many comparisons. But if there are two people who meet, avoid them if you can. If you really can't, avoid them.
open……"
The drunkard took a sip of tea and recalled in his eyes.
"Senior is talking about the other two ghosts who are as famous as you, right?"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed and he said.
"Talk to smart people, it's easy!"
The drunkard nodded in approval and said seriously, "The three ghosts of the Southern Wei Dynasty are greedy, angry and ignorant. I am the drunkard who is greedy for drink, the poisonous ghost is angry, and the gambler is obsessed with life. Although they have different hobbies, they all have obsessions that are almost crazy."
Wu Ming nodded silently.
As the saying goes, those who are violent are afraid of those who are stunned, those who are stunned are afraid of those who are risking their lives, and those who are desperate are afraid of madmen. If there is anything more terrifying than madmen, it is the three crazy half-saints!
Now that I think about it, the drunkard's current situation is probably related to his greed for the things in the cup. If not, the dignified half-sage would not have been plotted by Chi Qingping.
"From what you said before, Chi Qingping asked the poison ghost to refine the blood poison that can kill half-saints. However, you have detoxification and even improved control methods. This violates his taboo.
Your mind is inherently vicious and vicious, and it has been affected by the cultivation techniques and thousands of poisonous substances, making it even more irritable, irritable, and unkind. If I knew about the existence of you and the Poison Dragon Emperor, I would definitely not let it go!"
The drunkard said.
Wu Ming frowned slightly and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
In fact, the entanglement with this poisonous ghost does not end there. After receiving the blood poison from Li Twelve Niang in Chang'an City, Ku Ye saw the poisonous ghost's special unique skills in it, because he was a saint in his early years.
After paying a huge price, he got a pill from the poisonous ghost.
It was still uncertain at first, but among the martial slaves he accepted, the poisonous ghost Nian Jiaojiao turned out to be an abandoned disciple who escaped from the poisonous ghost, or she was a medicine slave, so the source of the blood poison was truly determined.
Only people who do not distinguish between good and evil and have no moral bottom line would refine such vicious and evil substances that harm morality without any scruples!
It's just that the Southern Wei Dynasty was extremely vast. Unless you were lucky, you would not be able to encounter the terrifying existence of Zun. Wu Ming had already expected this.
"As for this gambler, he is even more difficult to deal with than a drug addict, because he only gambles with others. He lost to the previous owner of Baihua Tower back then, and now he is one of the four half-saints of Baihua Tower!"