Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Late at night, the sound from next door woke up Bei Yi from his dream, but he was all too familiar with this matter.

I took a careful look at the person on the bed, but there was no reaction at all. He was really devoid of desire.

Bei Yi turned over and faced Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu used magic to block his hearing.

Bei Yi tossed and turned all night, wondering who lived next door, and he couldn't sleep well at night.

At dawn in the morning, several women cried in pain, which disturbed Bei Yi. Bei Yi quickly woke up Han Ziyu: "Master, something happened."

Han Ziyu removed the spell: "What's wrong?"

"I heard some women shouting about flower pickers."

Han Ziyu glanced out the window. The sky had not yet fully lit up. The darkness was wrapped in sunlight and rubbed into the morning dew. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and picked up the hairband to tie his hair.

Bei Yi grabbed the hair tie: "I'll do it, Master."

He expertly tied Han Ziyu's hair with a hair tie and looked at his results with satisfaction. It was true that his previous efforts were not in vain.

Han Ziyu is extremely good-looking. It can be said that there is no one in the entire Wangya Peak who can be as cool and handsome as him.

He followed Han Ziyu out of Qiu Fang and came to several crying girls downstairs.

The three young girls gathered on the first floor hugged each other with nothing to cover, crying bitterly.

Crying is more tragic than losing a loved one, and the sound of crying makes the entire quiet morning irritable.

The people gathered around pointed their fingers and laughed.

Bei Yi leaned next to Han Ziyu: "Master, aren't these women from Washe, why do they still care about this matter?"

Han Ziyu lowered his voice: "It's different."

Han Ziyu took off his outer robe, and then pulled off Bei Yi's outer robe. With a slight increase in spiritual power, the outer robe flew away and was draped on the three girls.

Bei Yi didn't understand what the difference was. Aren't they all women with wooden roofs and houses? Accompanying guests was how they made a living.

It wasn't until the female shopkeeper dressed in Bari clothes walked out that the girls stopped crying.

The female shopkeeper looked around and said: "Today, all distinguished guests have to stay in the shop for one more day. All expenses will not be recorded in the account. Only after the little girl has found out the matter and cleared the innocence of several girls in my shop can you leave."

Bei Yi tugged on Han Ziyu's sleeve: "Master, we should go back today."

Han Ziyu pushed Bei Yi's arm down: "It doesn't matter."

Bei Yi was helpless and strode forward: "Shop owner, why don't my master and I come and investigate."

The female shopkeeper smiled and said, "Okay, let me thank the two Taoist priests first."

Han Ziyu slightly exerted his spiritual power, and the force of the void pulled Bei Yi's arm: "Do you have any idea?"

Bei Yi touched his nose: "I believe Master, you will have a way to find out."

Han Ziyu glared at Bei Yi, who swung his sleeves, wanting to call out Li Xuan and slap him.

The two followed the female shopkeeper to the place where the incident occurred.

The three women put on their clothes and followed.

Pushing open the room next to Qiu's room, it was messy and the charming smell came to my face.

Bei Yi held his breath in discomfort and raised his eyes to look at the immortal Han Ziyu in front of him.

The three women started crying as soon as they entered the house, and one woman even fainted when she recalled what happened last night.

A pretty girl trembled all over and fell at Han Ziyu's feet: "Taoist Priest, help, help us, help us."

A third woman also crawled over: "Taoist Master, save us."

Bei Yi walked up to Han Ziyu with his hands behind his back and isolated the two women in front of him: "You two get up first and tell us what happened last night. If you keep crying, when will the flower picker be found?"

Bei Yi has never been a pity person. After all, in his heart, Bai Yueguang was Xiao Lin in his previous life. He has always been good to only one person, and everything else is just a cloud.

The woman looked at the pillar behind her in panic: "Ah, there are snakes there, there are snakes!"

Bei Yi followed the woman's gaze and asked, "Where is the snake?"

The relatively calm woman wiped away her tears and said timidly: "Last night, a man ordered the three of me to accompany us to drink and dance together. We, woo hoo, but in the second half of the night, the man turned into a snake with a human body and tail. , also, ruined, ruined our innocence."

Bei Yi was stunned and asked hurriedly: "What color is the snake's tail?"

The woman looked back and immediately hugged Han Ziyu's leg: "Yes, it's cyan, cyan, yes, it's cyan."

Bei Yi almost couldn't breathe. Could it be that the green snake was purging?

Han Ziyu used her spiritual power to pull up the woman on the ground: "Bei Yi, help her sit down."

The shopkeeper walked to the pillar in the house. There were some unknown objects under the pillar and the smell was strange. The female shopkeeper covered her mouth and nose.

After Bei Yi helped the woman sit down, he hurried over to check. This scene was too brutal. He could imagine how intense it was last night. No wonder the screams last night were so miserable. According to my impression, Qing Qing in his previous life was not as good as Meng Lang, so it shouldn't be him.

The female shopkeeper arranged for the waiter to help the fainting woman leave: "Place the person in a safe place."

The waiter said: "Okay."

"What did the two Taoist priests find?" asked the female shopkeeper.

Bei Yi leaned close to Han Ziyu's ear and muttered a few words. Han Ziyu's expression changed: "No."

Bei Yi frowned: "Master, look at how long it will take to find out what happened today. We still have to rush back. Brothers and sisters should be anxious."

"It's impossible!" Han Ziyu's eyes showed anger.

Bei Yi had no choice but to ask the woman sitting next to him: "Do you still remember the appearance of the snake demon?"

The woman shook her head.

"Do you still remember the details of yesterday?" Bei Yi asked but felt it was too rude.

As soon as the words came out, the woman walked away and started crying: "I can't remember what happened last night. I just woke up and saw his snake tail and was frightened and screamed. Then I realized that I, myself..."

Bei Yi turned to look at Han Ziyu: "Master, could it be that the memory of last night was erased? I clearly heard this room last night?"

"Shut up!"

"Master, why not use Li Xuan? It will be much faster than our search." Bei Yi whispered and repeated what he just said.

Han Ziyu glared at Bei Yi and said to the woman, "Don't be afraid. I will definitely catch the person who harmed you and seek justice for you."

The woman cried so hard that she was out of breath: "Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, Taoist priest."

Green light comes out everywhere, and Li Xuan comes out.

Han Ziyu held Li Xuan's hand, and Li Xuan's other end wrapped around the woman's wrist.

At the moment when he entered the memory, Bei Yi took Han Ziyu's hand and entered the woman's memory with him.

He came just to see Han Ziyu's shy and embarrassed look. Han Ziyu had only seen scrolls and murals before, but had never seen the real process with his own eyes. Bei Yi secretly laughed in his heart.

Entering the woman's memories, that memory was blank. Han Ziyu cast a spell to break the snake demon's seal on her memory. The seal was removed and the memory appeared.

The snake demon was still very stable when drinking with several women. After drinking a pot of wine, he revealed his true appearance. First, he cast a spell to bind several women, and his legs turned into green snake tails and swayed.

Several women screamed out of fear.

At the critical moment, Bei Yi immediately stood up on tiptoes, covering Han Ziyu's eyes tightly with both hands: "Master."