The villain's daily corpse collection

Rong Fei had been busy today and finally had a moment of leisure. Just as she picked up the tea and took a sip, someone announced that someone outside the door who claimed to be her benefactor came to see her. Rong Fei couldn't help but spit out the tea.

"Cough cough cough, please... cough, let them come in..." Rong Fei was choked by the water for a long time before he recovered. Wang Wei had already stepped into the inner room.

Wang Wei: "Why are you coughing too? Is this the inheritance that Shi Yao left to you before he died?"

Rong Fei: “…” What a hellish joke.

Wang Wei looked around and found a lot of documents piled on the desk, including the account books related to the Shi family.

Rong Fei: "You are right. Their Shi family was annexed by me, and the inheritance has indeed belonged to my Rong family."

Huo Feng walked into the room later and Rong Fei poured tea for them.

Huo Feng picked up the hot tea and took a sip. "Just now I got lost and walked into the backyard, and saw the tombstone of the maid Yuan'er. What happened at that time?"

Rong Fei sighed, "My silly Yuan'er, I don't know how she knew that Shi Yao was going to kill me in the street. She stole a set of clothes from my closet that day, and also went into the room under the pretext of taking the mask I usually use, saying that she was going out to buy some. Later, when I was packing up the masks, I found that one was missing. Something was wrong, but I was still a step too late."

Wang Wei flipped through the account book, the paper of which had long been blurred. "When did you find out that he was controlled by a monster?"

Rong Fei replied: "On the night of the wedding, I saw the black shadow attached to him, and I was scared away. I rushed into Mei Niang's yard, and she helped me."

Wang Wei: "You ran away when you saw a dark shadow?"

Rong Fei: "...On the wedding day, everything is blood red, and there is a strange black shadow on the groom. Who wouldn't be afraid when seeing this?"

Huo Feng glanced at Wang Wei and changed the subject: "What happens next?"

Rong Fei recalled: "After that, I met Mei Niang, the concubine of the Shi family. She also told me the unknown side of Shi Yao. She usually relies on pretending to be crazy to survive. Shi Luo is strictly controlled by Shi Yao, and the mansion is full of his people. The voice you heard in his house is probably Mei Niang's."

Shi Yao had long since given up his family business and concentrated on revenge against all those who had been involved in his life. However, the power he used was beyond the reach of ordinary people. When Rong Fei tried to seek help, he was either found to be on the verge of death or no one believed him, and he was instead smeared. Shi Yao used the pressure of public opinion to suppress Rong Fei countless times, and later even the victim became numb.

Wang Wei pursed his lips and said, "At that time, we heard three rumors about you, some true and some false, but fortunately I still chose to believe you." Rong Fei showed a puzzled expression, and Wang Wei continued, "Those three rumors were extremely vicious. The first one said that you were not disciplined after getting married and had a lover. The second one said about your appearance, that you were ugly but still coveted the other party's property. The third one called you a non-human and cursed you to death."

She raised her eyes suddenly. "They attacked you in every aspect, criticizing your emotions, appearance, and even your life. How did you survive all these years?"

There was silence in the Rong family's hall for a long time, and none of the three people spoke.

After a long while, Rong Fei drank the tea in one gulp, and then slowly said: "What can I do? I am the only one left. If I don't fight, the poison of my mother and grandmother can't be cured. My grandmother was poisoned to protect me, how can I leave them alone? I have been living in guilt these days... and because of this, I don't seem to care much about the attacks on me by the outside world... My sister married and went to Fuyuan City and never came back. I must support this family." She paused, "Not for the honor of the family, but for my family."

"Rumors attack not only me, but also those who believe them. However, there are people in this world who believe rumors, and there are also people who can distinguish right from wrong. For example, Fangqiu Liangshi and you. If it weren't for you, I would be completely powerless to fight against such a terrible monster."

She stood up and bowed deeply to the master and disciple. Huo Feng stepped forward and gently helped her up: "No need to thank me, this is our job."

"Yes, and you also said that this is a deal and we both get what we need." Wang Wei shrugged indifferently.

Rong Fei smiled: "Now, I have lived the life I wanted. My family is still alive, and I brought Mei Niang to the Rong family. After the shadow left, Shi Luo's sanity is gradually recovering... Everything is getting better, and I have to cheer up and live every day well."

Wang Wei walked towards the bright outside and stepped over the threshold. She suddenly turned around and said, "Rong Fei, you are very good." After that, she left without looking back.

Huo Feng explained: "My master is not complimenting you. She seldom compliments others on a normal day." He picked up Rong Fei's teacup and said, "I'll toast you with tea instead of wine." Rong Fei hurriedly took the teacup, and after they clinked their glasses, they both drank it all in one gulp.

Wang Wei was waiting for Huo Feng at the street corner. He had just tampered with the tea in order to take away all of Rong Fei's memories of the spell.

Huo Feng walked forward, watching the sun set, and suggested that they go to the next place tomorrow. Wang Wei did not refuse the suggestion. Recently, because of the search for the artifact, he has been running around in the crowd every day, and it is time to relax appropriately.

"Fangqiu City is our first destination, and perhaps we will never set foot here again. If you want to see anything else here, you can use the remaining time to make up for your regrets." Wang Wei said gently.

Huo Feng: "Master, don't you have any place you want to go or anything you want to see?"

Wang Wei: "Maybe it was there when I first came here, but it's gone now. For me, all this is just passing clouds, so there's no need to worry about it."

"But, Master," Huo Feng stopped her, "isn't this trip also considered a trip down the mountain? If we don't experience it, how can we gain insights?"

"Teacher..." Wang Wei had just started to speak when he was interrupted by a voice from behind.

"What the Immortal Lord said makes sense. Cultivation requires more experience and more understanding."

Du Ximiao had just come out of a fabric store and saw the master and his apprentice. She was overjoyed in her heart, but on the surface she approached them cautiously, fearing that they would become frightened birds and disappear in front of her in an instant.

Wang Wei looked at Du Ximiao and couldn't help but frowned. After the Jade Banquet at Rongbao Tower ended that day, Huo Feng erased everyone's memory of magic. How could she still remember it?

"Do you recognize me?" Huo Feng asked first.

"Uh... I don't recognize you? You look familiar, but I can't put my finger on it right away... Who are you... Have we met somewhere before?" Du Ximiao looked at the two of them carefully, and finally shook his head.

"She's acting." Wang Wei conveyed the message to Huo Feng with a speechless face.

"I really have erased all my memories. She was also in the team that was erased. How could this happen?" Huo Feng had no expression on his face, but from the tone of his voice, it could be known that he was a little panicked.

"I'll try." Wang Wei silently recited the spell, and Du Ximiao froze for a moment as if he was paused.

The master and the disciple were about to leave when the voice behind them sounded again: "Master Immortal, where are you going?"

Hope is: “?”

Huo Feng: “?”

The master and the disciple looked at each other, what happened, did the magic fail?

"I'm very familiar with this place, how about we go together?" Du Ximiao made an invitation.

Wang Wei transmitted the message: "Her memory has not been cleared, so we have no choice but to resort to some means."

Huo Feng was shocked and said in a voice transmission: "Master, killing people won't work, there must be other ways!"

Du Ximiao nodded slightly: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Du Ximiao, and I come from Yangdu Imperial Capital. You all know my identity before - Yangdu Imperial Princess, titled Tai Yao. You can call me by my name or title."

The master and the disciple both focused their attention on her. "I think you should be more curious about why I still remember you and are not affected by the spell."

The two looked at each other, and Huo Feng spoke first: "What do you want?"

Du Ximiao smiled and said, "I want to get to know you. I have reserved a private room in the restaurant ahead. Would you two like to go with me?"

"Okay." Wang Wei agreed. She wanted to see what kind of evil this Princess Tai Yao was going to do.

Hengtong Restaurant is a national chain that leads the industry with its friendly "smiling" service. It is one of the businesses under Qingyu Xie's.

When it comes to consumption, Du Ximiao prefers the businesses of his own family members, on the one hand to conduct field visits and experience them first-hand, and on the other hand to maintain closer contact with them, making himself different from other people in power and easier to be trusted, so that the other party can open up to him sooner.

Considering that the other party was a god, Du Ximiao ordered dishes with auspicious names and bright colors, mostly to bring good luck and make the other party more interested.

However, her consideration was unnecessary. Wang Wei and Huo Feng were the master and disciple. One of them only drank tea and did not eat a single drop of rice. The other one ate but only tasted a little.

"Are you two not satisfied with these dishes? I'll ask someone to bring some more." Du Ximiao gestured to Yuan Xiang who was standing at the door, but was stopped by Wang Wei, "No need, it's enough for us. Compared to the food, I want to know more about how you did it."

Du Ximiao took a sip of tea: "I'm really sorry to bother you two adults, but I have to do this. Let me answer that question first, why hasn't my memory been erased?" She stood up to pour tea for the master and disciple. Yuan Xiang wanted to take over, but she shook her head slightly.

"I was born in the Duanxiang Garden of the Yangdu Imperial Palace. Well, to put it bluntly, it was the cold palace. Once, the palace invited an alchemist who could see into the secrets of heaven to deduce the fate and predict the future of all the emperor's sons and daughters. I was about five years old at that time. I don't remember anything else. I only remember that the alchemist said that I was not destined to be an emperor... Although there was no precedent for women inheriting the throne in Yangdu, this matter was a thorn in my heart that stung me for more than ten years... I didn't care much at first, because I had more than this thorn in my body. But a few days ago, I had my own fiefdom and title, even surpassing my perfect sister. I feel like I am..."

Wang Wei interrupted her long speech and asked: "What does this have to do with your memory not being erased?"

"Not much, but not completely unrelated." Du Ximiao laughed, and took off a jade-green jade-bamboo necklace from her neck. "When I was frustrated, I unexpectedly met a fairy. She was not an alchemist or a charlatan, but a real fairy!" She emphasized again and again, "She saw that I was pitiful and helpless, so she threw me a magic weapon to play with. This magic weapon can help me identify the identities of different ethnic groups, and can also help me resist the influence of some spells. Although it was of no use to me who was hungry at the time, it is very useful now."

"Actually, I haven't activated this magic weapon for many years. When I recognized you, I used my own eyes." Du Ximiao was quite proud of his good eyesight.

Wang Wei and Huo Feng exchanged a glance, and Huo Feng raised his hand to cast a spell again. Du Ximiao greeted him with a smile: "Don't try, Immortal Lord, I'm telling the truth."

Wang Wei looked calm and said, "So, you came to us hoping that we can help you change your fate?"

Du Ximiao slapped the table, stood up and walked to Wang Wei: "As expected of a god, you can see through it at a glance!"

"Gods and immortals are two different groups," Wang Wei also stood up. She had an obvious height advantage. She lowered her eyes and looked at the beautiful princess in front of her. "We are not immortals, and no one has ever seen an immortal. You are not looking for us."

"No, no, it's you I'm looking for. I'm more certain now."

Du Ximiao's tone was firm, "You are gods, you have admitted it yourself, it is gods I am looking for."

She casually threw the necklace into the white soup, adding a bit of color to the dish.

Wang Wei reacted immediately, and she curled her lips slightly: "You are trying to trick me."

Huo Feng frowned: "That magic weapon is fake, how did you resist the spell? Also, it is generally difficult for ordinary people to know the difference between gods and immortals. You already knew it, and you deliberately said it wrong."

"Hahaha, I just played a harmless joke with you two. You adults are magnanimous and will forgive me." Du Ximiao's voice softened. She stepped forward and gently tugged at Wang Wei's sleeve. "Actually, I really don't know why I am not affected. What happened that day is still vivid in my mind. I really don't understand."

Du Ximiao said seriously, "I am serious about praying to the gods. My purpose, as the sister god just said, is to reverse fate. I have studied many legends about gods, immortals, and monsters, so I naturally know more than ordinary people, but that's all."

Wang Wei: "Don't call me sister, I don't like this name." Du Ximiao accidentally stepped on the landmine, and she stuck out her tongue in disappointment.

Huo Feng turned his head to look at Wang Wei, and said to Du Ximiao, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't help you with your wish." He sent a voice message to Wang Wei, "Master, such a heavy wish was treated so lightly by her. I think if she doesn't have the luck to be an emperor, then it's her fate. I have helped people realize their wishes for so many years, and I rarely see such an outrageous one... However, I can only give her a magic weapon to make up for her lie."

"You are good at calculating." Wang Wei laughed in the voice transmission, "She is indeed too frivolous. Even with the emperor's fate, it may not be possible to suppress her. If you are not careful, you may be doomed. But--"

"I can consider your matter." Wang Wei said to Du Ximiao.

"Really? Is this true? Lord God!" Du Ximiao's whole body was filled with excitement, and he nodded to her.

"Master, you..." Huo Feng was really confused.

"But you have to pass the test first." Wang Wei continued, "We will leave here and go to another place. If we can meet again next time, it means that the door is willing to open for you, and it also means that there is a destiny between us. Why not help you change your fate?"

The world is so big, it will be too difficult to meet again! Du Ximiao was terrified, but he had to accept this test.