In the main room, Zhang Xinya and Wumingshi were still confronting each other.
The moment my master broke in, the miserable Yin slave was knocked to the ground by the door. Then, his eyes fell on Wumingshi at the first time. His eyes were deep and he kept staring at him, as if he wanted to see the clues of the other party, but his momentum was rising steadily.
"You are wrong, it is your niece who is causing trouble!"
Wumingshi was furious: "I am just helping!"
However, after such a mistake, there was no Yin slave blocking the door, which gave Zhang Xinya a great opportunity to go around my master and rush out.
"I will chase him!"
Brother Yaozi seemed to have thought of something, his face changed drastically, he threw me on the kang, turned around and chased after me.
"Mr. Zhang, I'll go help too!"
Lao Bai wiped his forehead: "Didn't he clearly deal with it? Why is he back again? If Yaozi can't handle it, it will be a big trouble!"
I didn't understand a word they said, but it didn't hinder their actions. In a flash, the room became deserted again.
Only my master was nailed to the spot. Maybe in his heart, Wumingshi was much more dangerous than the one on Zhang Xinya.
"That... it's my fault for not explaining it clearly."
At this time, my physical strength recovered a little, and I interrupted: "This time... she really saved my life."
My master ignored me and paced back and forth in front of Wumingshi. The other party was calm, sitting cross-legged, with her red skirt scattered, almost covering half of the kang, and she was always smiling.
"Interesting."
After a moment, my master nodded: "You should have sacrificed your own practice to protect yourself, right? When I slashed out with that sword, it was aimed directly at your connection with Jingzhe. If you cut off this connection, you would no longer exist. So, you used your practice and your spirit to become the biggest substitute and blocked that sword, right? The method is indeed brilliant. I overlooked this point and forgot that you are a person who is good at being a substitute. However, without the practice, you are a lonely soul. A little bit of Yang energy can make your soul fly away. How did you follow here?"
Soon, his eyes fell on the wind chime on my waist and laughed: "Yes, it should be this thing. This is a top-notch soul weapon. You are dormant here, but your soul has gradually stabilized."
A master is a master. In almost a blink of an eye, he guessed everything.
Nameless raised his head and smiled, "Why, do you want to do it?"
"I have this idea."
My master was very honest and said directly, "Now should be the best opportunity to eliminate you? Although your Taoism has been completely lost, you still have experience. With this Horcrux, it will probably not take long for you to grow up again..."
Before he finished speaking, the Yin slave who was knocked unconscious screamed "Wow" and rushed to save my master's thigh, shouting that he dared to hurt his master, and he fought desperately. He was kicked away by my master, and his head was inserted into the stove fan vent. His short limbs fluttered and couldn't be pulled out for a long time.
"You are very direct."
Nameless sighed, with a sad face: "I knew that you, a Taoist priest, are not a good person. You will definitely not let me go. In order to survive, I have no choice. Well... How should I say it? The reason why your apprentice can run out from here and call you is arranged by me."
My master's face changed drastically.
Nameless turned around and waved at me: "Aren't you going to come over and tell your master what our relationship is?"
I'm not going to go over there!
I cursed inwardly and stepped back a little subconsciously.
"Come over here!"
Nameless's face darkened: "As the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other, but if they do, they have to take responsibility. Do you want to see your master beat me to death?"
To be honest, I really hope that my master will slap her to death...
If she doesn't die, I can't sleep!
However...
The fact is that I always feel that she has done something incredible to me, and I was a little at a loss for a while, and subconsciously looked at my master.
My master probably had the same consideration, so he raised his chin and motioned me to come over to see what tricks this Nameless is playing.
I sighed and had to bite the bullet and go over.
"That's right. You can't be a person without conscience."
Anonymous praised, pinched my face humiliatingly, and then took my hand.
Her hands were as soft as catkins, not like the hands of a warrior at all, cold and smooth, but when she held them, I felt uncomfortable all over, but she was very calm, like an old hand, admiring it over and over for a long time, and then said with a sigh that this was not a hand, but a pig's hoof, and then entangled with my fingers, making a gesture of interlocking ten fingers.
At this moment, I clearly felt a tremor somewhere in my heart.
Even Anonymous's face had some strangeness, but it was definitely not related to enjoyment, just like eating a big piece of fat, a little complicated.
This woman was picky all night and bullied me to the point of losing my temper. Now she has this expression, and I am a little scared. I thought to myself, I didn't want to hold hands with you, but you pulled me and refused to let go. You turned around and looked disgusted. Is it possible to bully people like this? I subconsciously wanted to pull my hand back.
The strange thing is that my hand and hers are like glue stuck together, and I can't pull them apart no matter what.
Every blood vessel in my hand is beating, all bulging, quite hideous, and not the normal dark blue color, but getting redder and redder, and finally the color is the same as blood, and thin red lines extend out, like insects swimming on my hand, all wrapped around the hand of the nameless person.
My master's face became more and more ugly, and finally he shouted: "Enough!"
Nameless looked at my master triumphantly: "What? Are you going to kill me? You can do it, I will sit here and never fight back!"
My master clenched his fist several times, and then loosened it several times. The veins on his forehead were jumping, and it can be seen that his anger has accumulated to a certain extent. He shouted: "You are completely shameless, aren't you?"
"If you hadn't pushed me too far and left me with no choice, how could I have taken such a risky move?"
Nameless glanced at me: "Do you think I like your stupid disciple? Stinky Taoist, remember, even ants are greedy for life. If you force me into a corner, I dare to do anything. Even if I really consummate my marriage with him, what will it matter? I will squeeze you into a dried man and hang you on the window frame of your house, so that you can watch your beloved disciple floating in the sky every day and be upset for the rest of your life!"
My master trembled all over. I had never seen him so angry before. He gritted his teeth and said; "If he dies, you must die too!"
"I know..."
The nameless man calmed down his anger and smiled again: "So, if you don't force me, I won't kill him. How nice it would be if we all lived in peace? You also know that this is the most cruel contract between him and me. With this contract, you can rest assured that I won't bite him back!"
My master was silent, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.
At this time, Lao Bai rushed in breathlessly: "Mr. Zhang, the person has been caught. It is indeed the one who is making trouble. Brother Yaozi is waiting for you in the west wing. Go and deal with it... Shit!!"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the hands that were pulled together by the nameless man, his eyes almost popped out, and he pointed at my nose and kept saying "you you you"...
My master snorted coldly and left with a wave of his sleeves. Before leaving, he just looked at the nameless man deeply and left three words-you are very good.
"Awesome!"
Lao Bai gave me a thumbs up: "The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. The most amazing thing I have done in my life is to spend time with an old woman who is 20 years older than me. I didn't expect you to be even more amazing. You can actually live with an old ghost who is more than 3,000 years older than you!"
After saying that, he seemed to be afraid of being beaten by the nameless person. He turned around and left, shaking his head, sighing, as if he was old and the world was now ruled by young people.
My nose was crooked with anger, and my hand was still entangled with the nameless person. I turned my head and couldn't help saying: "You have achieved your goal, can you let go?"
The nameless person smiled and shook his hand, and the blood vessels in my hand immediately calmed down and the red lines disappeared.
I didn't want to stay here any longer, so I jumped down and left in a hurry while my strength was gradually recovering. Wumingshi had completely removed her disguise and was a complete evildoer. She also reminded me to come back early. I almost fell down and fled. I only heard her laughing wildly behind me.
The west wing was not peaceful at the moment. I could vaguely hear my master's low voice and Zhang Xinya's roar. It was a scene of chaos.
I came to the courtyard and looked around. I saw Lao Bai sitting alone at the door of the west wing smoking, and I immediately approached him.
"Why, don't you spend more time with your three thousand year old beauty?"
Lao Bai stuffed the cigarette and lighter into my hand, and laughed: "I thought you would not come out until noon at least?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
I cursed, thinking that the matter was over, but I got into trouble for no reason. I was depressed, so I lit a cigarette and smoked it, muffled: "I was tricked by someone, can't you see it? What are you laughing at!"
"Why can't you laugh?"
Lao Bai said seriously: "What else can you expect as a brother? You just want to live a safe and happy life. Now you have a three thousand year old beauty, and she is a heroine. She is reluctant to let you die. Why should I worry about it?"
"Speak nicely!"
I said in a low voice: "Tell me, what did she do to me?"
"We are of the same blood, don't you understand?"
Lao Bai pinched his throat and sang Huangmei Opera to the moon in the middle of the night. His voice was like a pig being slaughtered, particularly mournful and creepy: "The birds on the trees are in pairs, the green mountains and clear waters bring smiles, from now on we will no longer suffer from slavery, husband and wife will return home together. You plow the fields and I weave cloth, I fetch water and you water the garden, the cold kiln may be broken but it can shelter us from the wind and rain, the love between husband and wife is sweet despite the hardships..."