The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The villagers tied Mr. Huang to the stake and said while tying him back, "How can I fix this without arms?"

"Say yes...tie your neck, tie your neck!"

"Can it be done?"

"It works. Look at it, it doesn't even move. It was cursing when we first came here, but now it's quiet."

"Why is its face purple?"

"Reveal your true form..."

When Mr. Zhao saw this situation, he pointed at Huang Fugui and shouted: "What a good boy, you actually want to hold your breath and commit suicide."

Father Huang was so angry that he could not curse.

When Jiang Zhixia came back, the villagers took off the rope around its neck.

Its neck became looser, and it spoke more fluently. It just yelled at Zheng Caiyue: "Cruel woman, I am devoted to you. It's okay if you don't know how to be grateful, and you still let people come to catch me."

Zheng Caiyue didn't understand what it was talking about from the beginning. She hid behind the class leader and said timidly: "I have never seen you before, why do you say such a thing?"

"You've never seen me? Let me ask you, why did you smile so mercilessly at me that day?"

When Jiang Zhixia heard this, she moved a stool and sat down, "Tell me in detail."

The villagers also sat on the ground. Master Zhao also ordered someone to make a pot of tea.

Huang Fugui claimed that he originally practiced in the mountains, but because there was no spiritual energy between heaven and earth, if he wanted to become an immortal, he could only absorb human yang energy as a way to practice.

Half a year ago, it was discovered by a wandering Taoist priest, who used a spell to injure it. It panicked and turned into a yellow bird and hid in the troupe's costume, thus escaping.

When Zheng Caiyue was sorting out her costumes, she discovered the oriole that had been transformed from Huang's father's ghost. Seeing that the little bird was dying, she couldn't help but feel compassion for it, so she took it with her and took good care of it.

She saw that the oriole's injury had improved, and she was really happy for it. This is a smile.

Later, after Huang Fugui recovered from his injuries, he went out to suck people's yang energy at night, and turned into a yellow bird during the day and continued to stay by Zheng Caiyue's side.

On that day, Zheng Caiyue was ridiculed by Yang Qingyong because she had a few extra words with the Li brothers, and she cried alone in her room. She saw a yellow bird hiding in her palm and pecking at her palm, mistakenly thinking that this bird was a human being. This is the second smile.

On the afternoon of the "breaking stage" in Luzhou City Theater, everyone was dressing up, and the oriole rested on the shoulder of the "Heavenly Soldier". Zheng Caiyue thought this bird was cute and naive. This is the three smiles.

But Huang Fugui misunderstood Zheng Caiyue's smile as liking it.

Therefore, it does not allow Zheng Caiyue to get too close to other men. Everyone in the theater troupe who had spoken to Zheng Caiyue was poisoned by it.

The first person to bear the brunt was Li Da.

That night it transformed into Li Da and molested Zheng Caiyue, then possessed Li Da and hanged himself on the stage. I wanted people to mistakenly think that Li Da committed suicide because of attempted adultery and was afraid that Zheng Caiyue would report to the police. In this way, Zheng Caiyue's reputation was ruined, and she could only die to prove her innocence.

If she chooses to commit suicide, that will be just in line with its wishes. It can tie her soul to her side and stay with her for all eternity.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Caiyue did not spread the news, nor did she choose to go to extremes. So it set its target on Li Er again.

Mr. Zhao placed the teacup heavily on the table and snorted coldly: "In other words, you killed the Li brothers because you were jealous that they were too close to the Zheng daughter. Secondly, you wanted to use other people's mouths to spread rumors. Force Zheng’s daughter to death?”

"That's right." Huang Fugui admitted shamelessly, "It's a pity that no one in her troupe except Yang Qingyong came up to accuse her."

"Bah! What the hell!"

"You look ugly, but your heart is dirty!"

The villagers were talking a lot. Some were so angry that they randomly picked up a stone as big as an egg and hit it on the head.

Father Huang's head was smashed and his head was bleeding, and he kept screaming.

After a cup of tea, Mr. Zhao stopped the angry villagers and said, "Don't be so impulsive, we haven't finished asking questions yet."

Huang Fugui: If you had stopped earlier, I wouldn’t think you did it on purpose.

"What's wrong with me? It's all because of this woman's playfulness and mercy. If she didn't smile at me in the first place, how could these things have happened."

"You still dare to quibble now." Mr. Zhao slapped the table, "The third daughter of the Zheng family smiled at the birds, not at you, a ghost. You had bad intentions, misunderstood his meaning, and killed two people in a row. Still don’t know how to repent.

Someone, come and add fuel to the fire! "

After a while, Huang Fugui's body was covered with pine oil, and the villagers piled firewood at its feet.

When it saw that the magistrate was serious, she immediately shouted loudly: "I don't believe it! She obviously likes me. I transformed the bird into a bird. If she thinks the bird is cute, she thinks I am good-looking. She is happy. Me, you should keep the rules for me, no matter what form I am, I must do it the same!"

Jiang Zhixia held her chin, a little impatiently, "You are quite confident. Then use your true body form and show us your charm now."

Huang Fugui grinned at Zheng Caiyue. At this moment, its pipa bone was pierced and it was also maimed by the common people. It had long lost its ability to spread the plague. But his big yellow teeth, coupled with his ugly face, made everyone present feel uneasy!

"Ugh!" Jiang Zhixia couldn't help but retched, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not against you. I'm pregnant." After saying that, she retched again.

Mr. Zhao, who was over fifty years old, couldn't stand the stimulation and vomited along with Jiang Zhixia.

The yamen servant hurriedly came forward to pour tea, "Hey, sir, are you there too?"

"Go! Go! Go."

Jiang Zhixia wiped her mouth and asked, "What is that thing in your stomach?"

"I don't know." Huang Fugui confessed honestly, "When I was practicing in the mountains, it fell in front of me. After I ate it, my magic power greatly increased. I really don't know its origin."

"You dare to eat randomly if you don't know." Jiang Zhixia shook her head, and then told Mr. Zhao that she had finished asking all the questions she wanted to ask, and left the rest to Mr. Zhao to make a decision.

Mr. Zhao ordered Yang Qingyong to step forward and light the fire. Yang Qingyong was almost scared to death and how dared to step forward.

"You originally misunderstood that Zheng's daughter was having an affair with someone else and spread rumors everywhere. Now that the truth is out, you should kill the ghost yourself as an apology to Zheng's daughter. If you don't take action, I will think that you and it are related. Those who are in a group should be imprisoned and await their punishment."

In desperation, he could only step forward and light a fire. Huang Fugui cursed and turned into ashes in the fire.

Yang Qingyong was so frightened by this scene that he fell ill the next day.

Everyone successfully got rid of Huang's father's ghost and made an appointment to have a celebration drink at noon the next day. At the banquet, everyone exchanged glasses and it was very lively.

At the wine table, the things people discussed were somewhat beyond Lu Chennian's expectations. He had expected them to brag about last night's events and then celebrate with fist pumps and drinks.

Unexpectedly, they were thinking about last night's ghost hunting operation and pointed out all the shortcomings.

Someone also asked Jiang Zhixia what she would do if all the monsters she encountered in the future were like Huang Fugui. Jiang Zhixia said that what happened to Huang Fugui was extremely rare. If we encounter it in the future, it will be easy to find a way to take out the thing in its belly and then subdue it.

After the summary was completed, someone specially recorded the incident and sent it to other villages and towns for circulation.

"It's amazing, isn't it." Yu Yi asked Lu Chennian in a low voice while holding a wine glass, "I see you are confused. Is this the first time you have seen such a battle?"

He drank the wine in one gulp, "I was shocked when I first heard that Xiao Liu wanted the people to fight against the demons themselves. It sounds like a fantasy for mortals to eliminate demons. But let her do it. It’s done. Now every village and town near Dongyao Mountain has a team to eliminate demons. When a demon appears in a village, other places will come to help. The experience of catching demons is then transferred to other places for learning.

In the past two hundred years, in many places due to the chaos caused by demons, people were forced to move their families and leave their homeland. But as far as we are concerned, no one has left his or her hometown because of demons. It's a pity that Xiaoliu can't go too far, and his influence is only within 200 miles of Dongyao Mountain. If she could get out, she might be able to drive away the devil. "

"Why can't she go too far?" Lu Chennian asked.

"She said that we should stay away from the affairs of the head." Yu Yi said a little aggrievedly, "Although Xiaoliu can't do anything right all day long, there are some things that she knows very well. I dare say that no one is more suitable to be the leader than her. The head of the Lingqing Sect. So..."

He put away his smile and looked at Lu Chennian with a serious face, "If anyone dares to hurt our leader, the other five of us will never let him go.

Do you understand, Senior Brother Ji? "

Lu Chennian trembled in his heart and quickly recalled where he had exposed his flaw.

Yu Yi had low magic power and was injured again yesterday. There was no way he could tell that his soul was inconsistent with his body. That was... the sword technique used to save him last night.

He calmed down and pretended not to understand what Yu Yi meant, "Senior Brother Ji? My surname is Lu."

"Then how do you know the Luochen sword technique? This is Ji Chen's original creation."

Lu Chennian took a sip of wine and smiled slightly, "Senior Brother Yu doesn't know something. When I was practicing, I met an immortal king. He taught me several sword skills, but that person didn't leave his name. Now that I think about it, it might be you. That’s Senior Brother Ji Chenji.”

Seeing his calm look, Yu Yi felt a little unsure. Could it be that his suspicion was wrong?

His third senior brother did love to teach people Luochen swordsmanship when he went down to earth to slay demons, and never told others his identity.

If Ji Chen is really resurrected, with his arrogant nature, it is unlikely that he would be able to do such a job as mourning and be ordered around by Xiao Liu. He used to be the most annoying to Jiang Zhixia.

Seeing that Yu Yi's expression was shaken, Lu Chennian did not force him and only let him figure it out on his own. If he said more, it would only increase his suspicion.

At this time, Jiang Zhixia sat between them with a wine glass, "Stop chatting, come on, we won't go home until we get drunk today."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her glass, drank it in one gulp, and then fell asleep on the table with a bang.

She did it in one go, moving so fast that Yu Yi didn't even stop her.

Yu Yi was a little embarrassed and said to Lu Chennian: "Give me a hand and get her into the house."

The two of them picked up Jiang Zhixia and walked into the room. Lu Chennian wondered, "Didn't she just have a drink?"

"Yes, her drinking limit is one sip. In the past two years, her drinking capacity has improved and she can drink one glass. She used to fall asleep after half a drink. How many times did we think the wine was poisonous and she drank herself to death."

They put Jiang Zhixia on the bed. Yu Yi was called out by others, leaving Lu Chennian alone in the room. He looked at Jiang Zhixia sleeping soundly on the bed, feeling a little strange about her in his heart.

In the past, he had no feelings for Jiang Zhixia and turned a blind eye to her advances in the sect. Later, the master arranged for his marriage to her. Ning Shu and him had argued about this matter many times. This irritability made him hate Jiang Zhixia's existence.

That day at the wedding, he stabbed her with a sword. Although he was possessed by the devil at that time, his mind was clear and he wanted to kill her. Without her, Ning Shu would not have gone to extremes.

But three hundred years later, by mistake, he returned to the Lingqing Sect again and had to stay with her. He realized that they had been brothers and sisters for nearly a thousand years, but he had never understood this person.

If what he saw on the mountain was Jiang Zhixia who was muddled and dawdling around all day long. So this time down the mountain, she brought him a completely different side.

He thought of her battle with Huang Fugui last night. Her aura of arrogance and contempt for all things was something he had never seen in anyone else. Even among the male immortals, few can compare with him.

When she was with mortals, she didn't look like a god at all. She bargained with them, went to their houses to eat, and worked for them.

It was said that she led the people to eliminate the demons, but she stayed on the sidelines last night and did not take action until the people could no longer deal with it. She also left it to them to deal with monsters and never interfered.

Jiang Zhixia, who are you?