Ex-wife villain

The violent rain finally stopped and began to show signs of stopping. There were only a few scattered water droplets left, unable to soak into the mud.

There was dead silence in the temple.

Jiang Shouzhong didn't look at another small carp on the ground. He slowly took out a lead round bullet forged by Momen Shenji Pavilion, put it into the blunderbuss, and pointed it at the old man who was stiff with cold sweat on his forehead. said:

"That woman is the mastermind behind the murder of people, and you are the accomplices, deceiving the kindness of foreign travelers and bringing them here. After all, an old man and a little girl are trustworthy no matter how you look at them, right?"

"Sir... have mercy on me!" The old man's face was frightened and his voice was trembling, almost deformed. "It was that woman who forced me. Please have mercy on me, it's -"

boom!

There is another black ugly catfish on the ground.

Jiang Shouzhong blew the white smoke from the gun tube and murmured: "Actually, I really like eating grass carp."

……

Pick up the book box and walk out of the ancient temple.

Not far away, under a dry sycamore tree, stood a young man in a white shirt, with a bookish look, a green square scarf on his head, and a handsome appearance.

If you look carefully, you will find that the occasional raindrops pass directly through his body.

There is something vaguely unreal about the body.

"I've already avenged you. Get out of here and stop haunting me, or you won't even be able to give birth." Jiang Shouzhong threw down the book box belonging to the other party and said angrily.

Xiao Jiang is indeed very depressed.

Ever since he gained the ability to be a "psychic", these haunting guys would always come to him.

If you go to the latrine, the other person can emerge from the shithole.

And the guy named "Zhang Lang" in front of him was the one who pestered him four days ago. Otherwise, given his temperament, he would not bother to run so far to catch the monster.

After all, Six Doors has strict rules, and Dark Light members are not allowed to take jobs privately.

Especially since he is a dark light in the capital, the rules are even stricter.

The so-called dark light is not the kind of person who catches thousands in a casino, but a kind of plainclothes agent who travels between temples and rivers and lakes, but his level is higher than that of ordinary yamen agents.

It can also be said to be similar to Fobol.

Case handling under dark lights is basically not restricted by area and is controlled by six doors.

Of course, in the end, Jiang Shouzhong decided to help this guy get revenge because the other party promised him a benefit.

"Thank you."

Zhang Lang, who had turned into a remnant soul, looked at the ancient temple with a complex expression, with regret, resentment and sadness in his eyes.

When the old man saw the sprained foot, he felt pity for a moment and took him to this ancient temple.

But unexpectedly fell into the Red Pink Tomb.

Of course, it was also his fault that he lost himself in front of beauty and threw all the sage books that he had studied hard and memorized in his heart into the abyss of desire, which ultimately killed him.

The word "color" has a knife on it.

The ancients never lied to me.

Zhang Lang sighed and said to Jiang Shouzhong: "There is one more thing I may want to trouble you with. Before I left home, my parents arranged a marriage for me. I originally wanted to marry each other when I achieved my fame, but now..."

"I understand, I will take care of your wife, so don't worry about it."

Jiang Shouzhong said impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me where your secret treasure is. It's business to be reincarnated as soon as possible. Maybe there will be a chance in the next life to achieve a marriage with your fiancée's daughter."

Zhang Lang helplessly pointed to the book box, "There is a mezzanine at the bottom of the book box. There is a book in it, which was handed down from my ancestors. It seems to be a Taoist scripture on self-cultivation. For me, it is of little use. But for you , maybe it can come in handy."

Just a broken book?

Jiang Shouzhong was too lazy to complain. He picked up the bookcase and waved his hand, "See you in the next life."

Watching Jiang Shouzhong go away, Zhang Lang once again cast his eyes on the ancient temple where he lost his life, and said sadly: "When I was young, my blood was not yet determined, so I must be careful... If I don't listen to the saint's warning, it will be hard to find the medicine for regret."

The figure of the young scholar gradually disappeared.

Accepting death, his mind suddenly became a little open-minded. At the last moment when he disappeared, the corners of Zhang Lang's mouth raised, "But to be honest, the taste of koi is really good."

……

Back in the capital, it was already afternoon and the sun was shining brightly.

The sky had taken off its dark and thick cloud cotton, leaving only a few thin gauze clouds hanging on, clearly displaying her delicate body above everyone's heads, innocent and enchanting.

The streets are crowded with people, horses and carts, and the sounds of people and market vendors are mixed in.

The capital city was as bustling as ever during the day.

Even though it has been more than a year and a half since he traveled back in time, Jiang Shouzhong, walking on the bustling streets of the capital city of Dazhou Dynasty, has always been an incompatible foreigner, maintaining an insurmountable boundary with this strange world.

To put it simply, there is a lack of that sense of belonging.

Even though he already has two wives.

Jiang Shouzhong pulled on the tight straps of the bookcase on his shoulders and prepared to go home and take a nap first.

"Master, do you tell your fortune?"

A deliberately low girl's voice floated into my ears.

Jiang Shouzhong turned to look, and the first thing that caught his eye was a light and green cactus, covered with a layer of translucent yellow under the sun.

Jiang Shouzhong narrowed his beautiful red phoenix eyes and stared at the light green color. He inexplicably remembered the artificial simulation cactus he saw before he died. He sighed with disappointment: "There is no such thing as time travel, it's just the time before death." It’s just a fantasy.”

cross?

The fortune teller was confused.

Seeing that the handsome man in front of her seemed to have lost his soul and ignored her completely, the fortune teller, who was obviously dressed as a man, couldn't help but look a little ugly. Even the polite smile that he always maintained at the corner of his mouth turned sulky.

Until the other party shifted his gaze to her, the fortune-telling girl patiently asked again, "Do you want your fortune told, sir?"

The girl tried her best to maintain a mature and prudent demeanor, and her pair of black and white apricot eyes were even brighter. The warm winter sun shining from the corners of the eaves fell on the girl's neck, and the thin and soft hair could be seen in the backlight, as if there was a halo of light.

Jiang Shouzhong hesitated for a moment, then simply sat on the stool and said softly: "I want to find someone. Can the immortal help me figure out where she is?"

Find someone?

The fortune teller girl was stunned and immediately became furious.

If she hadn't seen that the man in front of her was so rich and handsome, according to her temperament, she would have slapped the cactus on the table in his face.

The fortune teller girl took a deep breath.

calm down……

When the mountain, which was originally somewhat invisible, took a breath, it suddenly revealed its towering outline on the thick and old monk's robe.

The fortune-telling girl forced a smile, deliberately lowered her voice, and said in a deep voice with an old-fashioned tone: "Sir, I am proficient in Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and the number of crape myrtle. I can read faces, hands, and ears, interpret dreams, and calculate fortune and marriage. I also know a little bit about this. Geography and feng shui, but I can only find someone... I can't do anything."

"That's it."

The man did not show any disappointment, his eyes fell on the palm-sized cactus again.

The fortune-telling girl's eyelids twitched and she moved her beloved cactus slightly toward her, fearing that this man with a handsome face and a gentleman-like appearance would snatch it from her.