I'm really a heartthrob

When Dongfang cursed Zi Che Wuqi silently, he clearly heard the exclamation of the strong man.It is also true, no one has met Young Master Woqi without admiration and admiration, as long as he sees him, others will be impressed by his demeanor, it seems that Zi Che Wuqi is born to be admired, not like Own……

Dongfang sneered, unlike himself, who was being chased, abused and humiliated.He is no different from Zi Che, he is simply worlds apart.

Dongfang couldn't help but think about what happened a long time ago. At that time, he was still very young, he had no scheming, no city, and he didn't know the sufferings of birth, old age, illness, death, resentment, and not getting what he wanted.

At that time, he had just entered the teacher's school. When he saw his uncle Zi Che Wuqi for the first time, he also raised his head, stared at him, opened his mouth in surprise, and stared at him in a daze, with a full face. admiration and surprise.

Zi Che Wuqi, who was dressed in a lavender robe, could not tell his age at all, his face was astonishing, and his demeanor made people not look directly at him.There is also a small quiver-like tube pinned to his waist, which is extremely delicate.Instead of short arrows, it contained fifty stalks of yarrow as purple as iron.

That is a weapon that is unique to Zi Che.

Yarrow is used for fortune-telling. It was mentioned in an ancient book, "Yarrow was born on the ground and died in Yin for a thousand years. At the age of one hundred, there are 49 stems, which can bear the number of heaven and earth. At the age of five hundred, the shape will gradually dry and become solid, and at the age of seven hundred It has no branches and leaves, and at nine hundred years old it is purple like iron; at one thousand years old, there is a purple aura above it, and below it there is a spirit dragon, a tortoise, and a dragon.”

Zi Che Wuqi's few sticks of yarrow are definitely treasures, and no one else will envy them.

Thinking of all kinds of childhood, Dongfang finds it funny.It wasn't long after he joined the door that Dongfang's perception of Zi Che Wuqi was subverted.

This Mr. Holding a Stranger looks like a banished fairy, but actually has a lot of eccentricities.

Zi Che Wuqi had already carried the jade box and Shi Shiran followed the strong man into the Pingqiao Escort Bureau. The strong man waited for him to enter, and quickly closed the gate and put down the latch.

The brawny man said: "Mr. Woqi, it's good if you come. These days, we dare not go out, and we dare not turn off the lights to sleep at night. As soon as the sun goes down, we can hear the roar of the living dead. Alas, in the middle of the night , and could hear something banging on the door, it was really scary."

The strong man led Zi Che Wuqi all the way inside, complaining non-stop, and said: "The head of the family is inside, because he has been bedridden for a few days because of the pain of losing his son."

Zi Che Wuqi followed the strong man and walked in quickly. The strong man kept talking, so he nodded to show that he heard it.

Pingqiao Escort is a family, well-known in the martial arts, because it has gone through several generations, although it has gone downhill, but it can be regarded as rich and powerful. Said it was coming soon.

Along the way, the strong man didn't stop talking, and even Dongfang in the jade box had a headache from the noise, but now he couldn't reach out and rub his ears because he couldn't find his own hands.

Dongfang has experienced too much in these years, so it makes people look paralyzed and difficult to get along with. In fact, he was also a chatterbox when he was a child, and he liked gags the most.And the real facial paralysis is Zi Che Wuqi, but Mr. Woqi can't stand others "buzzing" in his ears the most.

The brawny man was still saying: "Young bodyguard's death was terrible. He was bitten to death by those living dead! The corpse was too horrible to look at. The head of the family almost passed out after just looking at it. Alas, what a crime."

The strong man said, and finally arrived at the place, but it was not a banquet hall, but a house.The brawny man asked Mr. Warch to take a rest in the room, and he ran to inform the bedridden head, and then he took Mr. Ward to the banquet hall.

Zi Che Wuqi entered the room, put the jade box on the round table, took a sprig of purple yarrow from his waist, and pressed it under the jade box.

At this time, the strong man who went to inform the head of the house hurried back, saying that the head of the house had already gone to the banquet hall, please go over to Mr. Qi.

Zi Che Wuqi responded lightly, closed the door and followed the strong man.

The jade box was placed in the house, and the door was never locked.You know, the jade box contains the Dragon Armor Godly Medal that no one else can snatch, but Zi Che Wuqi doesn't seem to cherish it very much.

However, Zi Che Wuqi put a stick of yarrow under the jade box, which is considered safe, and ordinary people and ghosts can't get close to it.

A piece of yarrow was pressed under the jade box, and Dongfang suddenly felt that the thousand-year-old yarrow had too much evil spirit, and now he had almost no cultivation, and he was a little out of breath when he was next to the yarrow with a layer of jade box .

Tired physically and mentally from the bumps and bumps of the quilt car all the way in the east, he calmed down now, and hurriedly tried to see if he could escape from the shell of the current book.Although for a cultivator, having a physical body is a burden, Dongfang still feels that the physical body is at least much stronger than a book.

It's a pity that Dongfang tried several times and used all methods, but he didn't succeed once.

If he is still a human being, he will definitely sweat anxiously, but he is already a book now, and he doesn't even have the right to sweat.

Dongfang doesn't sweat, but he can feel the temperature around him suddenly drop and become chilly.To be precise, this is not caused by temperature, but by Yin Qi and resentment.

He could feel that there was something similar to a ghost, standing in a corner of the house, full of overwhelming resentment, staring at him silently.

Dongfang's perception is still accurate, just in the northwest corner of the house, under the shadow, there is a lonely soul floating.The appearance of the lonely soul is not clear, his long hair blocks his face, but he can be distinguished by his figure, it should be a man.But for ghosts, gender is no longer a problem, it doesn't matter.

Dongfang felt that this lonely soul was definitely a dead ghost, with a lot of resentment and hostility.He may have been a man of some cultivation before he was alive, but his cultivation was so small that it could be ignored.

The ghost is out of the body, his consciousness is fading, but the resentment has accumulated.Dongfang dares to assure you that he no longer remembers how he died, who his enemy is, or even who he is. He just wants to kill others, so that he can vent his pent-up resentment.

Dongfang laughed, but it's a pity that although he has no cultivation level at all, he is not a soft persimmon that can be easily squeezed by that ghost.Under the jade box was a piece of yarrow left by Zi Che Wuqi. Even if a hundred ghosts came, none of them dared to come within five steps.

Sure enough, the lonely soul just stared at the jade box viciously, but didn't dare to approach it, instead retreating back.

Zi Che Wuqi has been gone for a long time, and Dongfang has thought of countless ways, but none of them have any effect on getting back his cultivation base.

Trying everything to no avail, Dongfang was so tired that he fell asleep.When he woke up again, he was still lying in the cramped "small coffin", and the air was still full of resentment.

Dongfang was a little surprised, that lonely soul hasn't left yet?To be so persistent made Dongfang feel a little interesting.

Dongfang said, "Who are you?"

He opened his mouth, only to realize that he had become a book, and he was afraid that it would be impossible for others to hear what he said.

Dongfang murmured again: "I'm really stupid."

After he finished speaking, the lonely soul also quietly followed up: "I'm so stupid..."

Dongfang was taken aback, and quickly said: "Can you hear me?"

The lonely soul stared at the jade box with resentful eyes, instead of answering his words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill...kill...kill them! Revenge...yes...kill them!"

Dongfang said again, "Who do you want to kill?"

"Who to kill?" The lonely soul was obviously stunned for a moment, looking very confused, but soon became more resentful, and said: "Kill! Kill them! That's right!"

Dongfang sighed, the lonely soul wandered around for a few days, his consciousness was slack, and he didn't even remember who his enemy was, but the resentment persisted.

Dongfang didn't care, he smiled lowly and said, "I can help you avenge and kill the person you want to kill."

"Kill..." the lone soul said in a voice like a grain of sand, "You...help me...revenge...?"

"Yes." Dongfang said: "This seat is the master of the 36 Tianmen Gate. I promise you everything. I can avenge you, and I can avenge you."

"Three...Sixteen Heavenly Gates..." The lonely soul said, "What is that..."

Dongfang was almost pissed off by him, this lone soul is not only a fool, but also an uneducated fool.

Dongfang held back his breath and said, "All you need to know is that I can help you avenge you."

"Revenge, yes! Revenge." The lonely soul said, "Okay, you help me get revenge."

Hearing what he said, Dongfang smiled, and said, "But I never do anything to lose money. I can avenge you, but you also need to give me some benefits."

"What do you want?" the lonely soul said.

Before Dongfang opened his mouth, the lonely soul had already said, "I can give you anything..."

I can give you anything...

Dongfang was taken aback when he heard this, not only had he heard this sentence before, but he had also said it himself.

The same is to avenge blood and blood, Dongfang also said this sentence.At this time, when I suddenly heard the lonely soul say this, I felt a little bit of sympathy.

Dongfang said, "I want your cultivation."

Practitioners generally internalize their own essence, but this speed is really slow. Dongfang is like a newborn baby now. If he internally refines his own essence, he does not know how many years he will have to wait to get rid of his fate as a book.

If you want to practice quickly, there are of course some methods that decent people despise, such as the method of replenishing and seizing the soul to refine the soul.

Dongfang has used these methods before, so they are not unfamiliar.These methods are definitely not used by decent people, and they think they are despicable methods, but Dongfang thinks that there is nothing wrong with them.

As it is now, Dongfang said: "I can avenge you, but I need your cultivation. After I avenge you, you can reincarnate with peace of mind."

Take what you need, why not do it.