Zhu Rong wore a floral dress with a brown coat on the outside. She was dressed simply and fashionably, with a bit of the dignity and elegance of a mature woman.
"Hey, isn't this Chi Yue'an's ex-wife? Are you here to avenge your ex-husband, or to thank our Yuanshi for doing justice for you?"
Perhaps it was the woman's burning and covetous eyes that stimulated Guan Ya, and the old driver smiled with a thorn in her words.
Zhu Rong reluctantly moved her eyes away and cast her eyes on Guan Ya, saying lightly:
"Who are you?"
Zhang Yuanqing said quickly: "She is my girlfriend."
He took Guan Ya's small waist.
Guan Ya's body stiffened slightly, and she took his hand away calmly, snorting, like a girlfriend who was dissatisfied with her partner being approached by the opposite sex.
Girlfriend. Zhu Rong looked at Guan Ya's delicate and beautiful melon-seed face, and her heart moved.
She has two major hobbies, one is to keep a lover, the other is to hook up with a married man, and then whip and torture the man in front of his wife, so that she can watch her beloved husband become her licking dog.
The fallen husband, the wife in pain, the beautiful love is polluted and destroyed.
Zhu Rong can get great pleasure from it.
This woman is so beautiful, I wonder what kind of expression she will have when she sees Yuanshi Tianzun kneeling humbly at the feet of another woman, or working hard on another woman.
It is a pleasure to tear up the love of such a beautiful woman.
Zhu Rong smiled and said softly: "I am very sorry about Chi Yuean. Although he and I have divorced a long time ago, the Zhu family did support him behind the scenes, but I didn't expect that he would do such a thing for his own selfish desires."
Hey, this woman actually speaks human language? Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised. He thought Zhu Rong came here to ask for punishment.
He looked at Zhu Rong for a few times, not lingering on the beauty of the young woman, looking towards the ring, and said lightly:
"So?"
No, as soon as I saw her, I thought of the Demon Lord's training audio. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.
It's like seeing a teacher from an island country in reality one day, you will definitely think of her kneeling or lying, or her knees pressing on her shoulders.
Zhu Rong raised her eyebrows. Her words just now contained the power of a musician. No man could refuse her.
How could this Yuanshi Tianzun be unmoved?
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Rong looked gentle, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone, and said:
"To express my apology, I would like to treat you to a meal and let the matter of Chi Yue An go."
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's face turned cold: "Instigating Chi Yue An to break the law, imprisoning innocent women, and forcing them to sell silver, you want to let it go with a meal?"
It's completely useless, my charm is completely useless. Zhu Rong's expression was slightly stiff, and she silently put away the skills of the musician profession, and said lightly:
"You have to understand two things. First, the Tongque Tower has existed for ten years, and ten years ago, I had not married Chi Yue An. Second, what Chi Yue An did has nothing to do with me.
"Since you don't give me face, then forget it. "
After saying that, he turned and left.
Zhang Yuanqing watched her back as she left. Her waist was slender, and her long skirt was full and round as a moon. She was very attractive when she walked.
With such a plump and beautiful figure and charming face, it was no wonder that the Demon Lord was reluctant to kill her.
"What does she want to do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked the old driver beside him.
The scout's eyes should be able to see something.
Guan Ya said unhappily: "She wants to sleep with you!"
Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily: "I'll talk to you about business again, don't drive all the time."
Guan Ya's eyebrows were raised, and she sneered: "I'm telling the truth. This woman has a strong desire to conquer and mate with you. Believe it or not, if you sit on the bed and do nothing, she will climb up and move by herself. "
"Is there such a good thing? "Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and delighted.
Guan Ya said with a smile:
"You know it's a good thing, but you still refuse? What method did you use just now to resist the charm of the musician?"
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face turned pale, and his heart was dead.
"What's wrong?" Guan Ya was puzzled.
"No, nothing." This topic was too heavy, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk about it, and changed the topic:
"Has no one imitated Fu Qingyang and mastered rule-based skills?"
Guan Ya gave a positive answer:
"Of course, the Fu family, the White Tiger soldiers, once set off a wave of specialized insight. Many members of the Fu family even began to practice slashing day after day. But no one succeeded. For so many years, only the cross-river soldier has entered the field of insight and is called Xiao Qingyang. "
After a pause, Guan Ya said:
"My guess is that when insight is practiced to the extreme, all possible responses of the opponent will be seen by Fu Qingyang. At this time, he will end these responses in some way, and the inevitable rules will be generated. "
"Is your guess accurate?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubt.
"Fu Qingyang also said so. "Guan Ya snorted.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had a deeper recognition of Fu Qingyang's evaluation.
Guan Ya is indeed a piece of trash. She obviously has a strong talent, but she is just a salted fish.
After Zhu Rong left, she did not continue to watch the game, but returned to reality directly.
She got up from the chaise longue, took off her coat, walked to the bookshelf, and gently pressed the mechanism disguised as a light switch.
The bottom of the bookshelf is a slide rail. After pressing the switch, it slides silently to one side.
Behind the bookshelf is a dark room, which is illuminated only by two crystal lotus lamps, and the light is dim.
In the dark room, there is a table covered with yellow silk. There are two red candles in the candlestick on the table. Under the candlestick is a bowl filled with glutinous rice. Copper basin, copper coins strung with red thread, yellow paper talismans painted with cinnabar, porcelain bowls filled with unknown liquid, incense, copper bells, octagonal mirrors, three ruby-like transparent leaves
There is also a palm-sized puppet.
This puppet has no facial features and is the crudest human figure.
Zhu Rong walked to the table covered with yellow silk and stared blankly at the tabletop. The name of this table is "Evil Law Table". Yes, it is a prop.
The prop left to her by the Demon Lord.
All the items on the table are part of the prop.
Zhu Rong raised her hand and gently stroked the edge of the table. The man's voice seemed to echo in her ears again:
"One month has passed, Miss Zhu, you make me very satisfied. According to the agreement, you can leave. Oh, by the way, before you leave, I will give you a prop."
"It's called the 'Evil Law Table', a prop of the witch, of saint quality, with the functions of cursing and reducing blessings. As the saying goes, one night of marriage brings a hundred days of love. In this month, we have been husband and wife every day. This prop is a souvenir for you. "
"In addition, I will come to Zhu's house to find you when I have time."
That separation was the eternal farewell between Zhu Rong and Mo Jun.
Later, last month, Zhu Rong heard that Mo Jun had died.
"Mo Jun, you died too early. How could you die so easily? You should have been killed by my own hands." Zhu Rong murmured to herself, with sadness and joy, hatred and resentment in her eyes.
A guy who doesn't keep his word.
Zhu Rong took a deep breath, and a sick smile appeared on her beautiful face:
"But it doesn't matter. I found a substitute for you. I will do what you did to me in the past, making him suffer, indulge in carnal desires, and lose his dignity. Let him never forget me."
She picked up a leaf and threw it into the brass medicine pot. She picked up the pestle with her jade hand and crushed it gently.
Then, she picked up a small porcelain bowl and poured the black liquid in the bowl into the medicine pot, and continued to crush and stir.
When the black liquid and leaf fragments were fully mixed, she spread out the yellow paper talisman, picked up the fine hair, dipped it in the "ink" in the medicine pot, and wrote four words:
Yuanshi Tianzun!
Putting down the fine hair, Zhu Rong pasted the yellow paper talisman on the puppet. After a while, the puppet's face grew facial features, and it looked like Zhang Yuanqing.
Zhu Rong picked up the The copper coin sword was gently pressed on the puppet.
The blessing reduction was completed.
From today on, Yuanshi Tianzun will be plagued by bad luck, so unlucky that even drinking cold water will make his teeth ache. Three days later, his blessings will run out and he will die in an accident.
As long as he has not reached the saint realm, he will definitely not be spared.
Moreover, the blessing reduction is not a direct harm, it is silent and unnoticeable.
The person who is affected will only wonder why his luck has suddenly turned bad.
Zhu Rong does not intend to let the boy die, but to let him suffer for two days before threatening him.
She originally wanted to seduce him first and then threaten him, so just now She deliberately invited Yuanshi Tianzun to dinner, but unexpectedly, the boy ignored her charm.
Then there is nothing to say, just use magic to make him surrender, and then defile him.
The scenery in front of her eyes went from blurry to clear, and Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality and appeared in the bedroom.
The time was 7:30 in the evening.
He turned the door of the bedroom, and a strong smell of food hit his nose.
At the dining table were his aunt in cartoon pajamas, as well as his grandparents.
When his grandmother saw him come out, she scolded him:
"Why do you always lock the door these days? Believe it or not, I will take down the lock of your room."
"Grandma, I need private space"
When Jiang Yuer heard it, he laughed and said, "Mom, go check his trash can."
As soon as the voice fell, he was scalped by his grandmother, who said angrily:
"Girl, you say some unbearable words all day long. "
Jiang Yu'er covered her head, wrinkled her nose at her mother, turned her head and said to her nephew who was coming over:
"Yuanzi, auntie will take you shopping tomorrow."
Jiang Yu'er will take a day off tomorrow, and the shopping desire that has been suppressed for a week is about to overflow. She decided to cheat her wealthy nephew today.
"No, I have something to do in the afternoon."
Zhang Yuanqing refused coldly and ruthlessly. He found Mr. Bill in the arena and made an appointment to meet tomorrow to discuss a deal.
He only said that he was selling a prop, but did not say what it was, for fear that Mr. Bill would refuse on the spot.
He no longer thought Zhu Rong was beautiful, which was a very bad signal.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Auntie twisted her waist a few times and said coquettishly.
"No! "
Zhang Yuanqing was cold and ruthless again. Just after he finished speaking, he was walking towards the dining table when his feet suddenly slipped and he fell forward. His knees hit the floor with a "bang" and he knelt in front of his aunt.
Jiang Yu'er widened her beautiful eyes and said in disbelief:
"If you don't want to go, then don't go. There's no need to kneel down and admit your mistake, right?"