As a supporting actress, she doesn’t follow the plot

On the other side, the tiger demon was dying and fled to the bottom of the cliff. In order to prevent the woman from finding him, he deliberately hid his breath.

That formation was weird, not like any formation he had ever seen before, it was so weird that it seemed like something familiar.

Nowadays, the tiger demon's meridians are all severed, and it is unable to use even a little bit of demon power.

He can't die before he gets the inner elixir back.

The tiger demon decided to wait two or three days before going out to explore. If that person left Xinghua Town, his things could be successfully retrieved.

"What a fool!"

When he thought of Madam Zhang, Tiger Demon's eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

Stupid and easy-to-deceive mortals, but this is good to avoid making things more troublesome.

Under the moonlight, Gu Yixin's figure was stretched, and when he walked to the inn, he thought of Madam Zhang.

"Tell me, why can't Madam Zhang tell the difference?"

Song Ruohuai stepped up the steps and explained in a familiar manner: "The tiger demon took away Jie Zhoucheng's body and memory. I'm afraid the tiger demon himself thought he was Jie Zhoucheng."

"If you want to deceive the people who are chasing it, you have to deceive yourself."

In other words, the tiger demon sealed its demon power and memory and became an understanding of Zhou Cheng.

Then why stage a drama of fake death? Isn't this superfluous?

When Gu Yixin thought about this problem, Song Ruohuai had already gone in and stood in the stairwell and called back to her.

"Hurry up, I want to sleep with you."

Gu Yixin's expression froze, and soon his ears turned red, but he pretended to go in as if nothing had happened.

After paying, he asked the waiter to lead the way, but Gu Yixin chose to ignore him.

After washing up, Song Ruohuai couldn't wait to pull her to bed and fell asleep next to her.

"Sleeping so fast?"

Gu Yixin frowned and muttered, turning to look in the direction of the window, thinking of the time he spent at Lancheng Palace.

The past days seemed like a dream, making it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

After thinking about it, Gu Yixin felt sleepy and his eyelids closed heavily.

For two consecutive days, there was no movement in Xinghua Town, and the days passed by like flowing water.

Lying on the window and watching the passers-by, Gu Yixin was a little suspicious of whether there was something wrong with his strategy.

Song Ruohuai read the book calmly and guided Gu Yixin from time to time, revising some places.

"Are you sure he will come to see Mrs. Zhang?"

Song Ruohuai lowered his head to read the contents of the fragment and responded without raising his head.

"Ah."

"If Madam Zhang can take out the Memory Bead, it proves that the tiger demon trusts her. It's just that Madam Zhang doesn't know where the demon pill is hidden."

Song Ruohuai's words are a bit contradictory and confusing: "Isn't Mrs. Zhang in danger?"

"not necessarily."

Song Ruohuai yawned, "Yixin, I still want to..."

"Stop it, your schedule is too abnormal, I can't possibly cooperate with you in sleeping."

She leaned back, her eyes filled with resistance. Seeing this, Song Ruohuai could only give up the idea.

The tiger demon tried his best to escape from the spirit prison array, but he underestimated it.

Just as Gu Yixin was about to go downstairs for a walk, he heard a loud noise approaching from far away.

Following the sound, pedestrians made way out of the way, and officers and soldiers carried the body walking past on the street.

"Sigh... I heard that it was the youngest son of the Fu family who died. It's really pitiful."

"Isn't that true? I don't know what kind of wild beast bit me. The wound looks so oozing."

"There aren't really monsters on this mountain, are there?"

"Shut up, it's broad daylight. What you say is getting more and more scary."

The common people's conversation was poured into his ears verbatim, and Gu Yixin knew who did it without even thinking.

"I'm afraid we can't wait."

If things continue like this, wouldn't the children in the town become the tiger monster's meal?

The person behind him didn't object.

-

The night watchman in Lanyue Pavilion was taking a nap when he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance and fell asleep.

Mrs. Zhang's low-brow look made Yuan Li more and more unhappy.

His eyes were a little colder, but he finally said: "You can rest by yourself."

Without saying a word, Li Yuanwai took the people and left Lanyue Pavilion.

Madam Zhang looked relieved, and she was only grateful to Mr. Li.

Apart from this, there is nothing more.

What's more, Li Yuanwai is over fifty years old, older than her deceased father.

"Why bother, madam? People always have to look forward."

The maid persuaded her earnestly, but Madam Zhang's expression was indifferent, "Okay, I want to rest."

"Yes, ma'am."

Madam Zhang doesn't like anyone in the house, not even the maid who keeps watch at night.

She was the only one left in the room, sitting in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at the person in the mirror.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were lifeless.

After Jie Zhoucheng passed away, she seemed to have died with him, and her whole person became different.

Tears slipped down her collar, and Madam Zhang silently picked off the white flowers on her temples and placed them on the dressing table.

There was a cold wind, and there was no movement from the maid outside.

"Miss?"

A familiar voice appeared behind her. Madam Zhang thought she was hallucinating and did not look back.

Immediately afterwards, someone called her again.

Madam Zhang was so familiar with this voice that the comb clenched in her hand and trembled slightly.

A face reflected in the bronze mirror was none other than her recently deceased husband, Jie Zhoucheng.

She turned back suddenly, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be suppressed, gushing out like spring water.

Jie Zhoucheng was standing not far away, his eyes filled with longing.

"My lady, it's me."

Afraid that all this was an illusion, Mrs. Zhang did not dare to get close, thinking that she was dreaming.

After a while, she choked and asked: "Husband, you took so long to come to my dream, do you blame me for marrying someone else?"

What the tiger demon didn't expect was that the Memory Bead accidentally fell into the hands of member Li, and Mrs. Zhang actually married the old man in order to get the Memory Bead.

His eyes were obviously full of anger, but his tone was extremely gentle.

"No, I'm very happy to have someone taking care of you."

Madam Zhang burst into tears after hearing this, "Husband, I really miss you."

The beauty threw herself into her arms with tears in her eyes, and the tiger demon was able to cope with all this with ease as he carried Jie Zhoucheng's skin.

He patted Mrs. Zhang on the shoulder and comforted him: "I miss you too, husband..."

The two of them hugged each other under the lamp, and for those who didn't know, they thought it was a scene of love between a man and his concubine.

Seeing that the time was right, the tiger demon asked: "Madam, I gave you two beads at the beginning, why is there only one bead now?"

"The other one was accidentally swallowed by me..."

This shocking news made the tiger demon unable to recover and was stunned for a long time.

"You... what did you say?"

Madam Zhang didn’t understand the function of this bead, and she was still frightened when she thought of the scene that day.

It turned out that when the tiger demon died, Madam Zhang took out two beads and planned to bury them with him and put them in the coffin.

She also felt that she should leave one as a memory, but who knew that the bead actually entered her body on its own initiative.

The tiger demon's eyes turned green, and he could hardly control his anger. He had been planning for so long, but in the end he failed!