Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Fu Zhenhong went down the mountain with the four master and apprentice.

After leaving Baihuling, the group went to the inn.

Tang Seng was trapped in the Bone Cave by Fu Zhenhong for a full six days, and the fire in the inn had already been extinguished, but compared to the time when the master and apprentice arrived a few days ago, most of the rooms in the inn were destroyed by the fire. It looked extremely desolate and desolate.

Most of the wooden beams and columns were burned by the fire, and the partitions of the ceiling lost their support and collapsed, and gray and black debris can be seen everywhere.

All the people who stayed in the inn had checked out, and the inn, which was originally quite lively, was almost deserted at the moment.

The white dragon horse was tied by Zhu Bajie in a separate barn at the back of the inn. Sha Wujing pushed open the door of the dilapidated inn before letting Tang Seng in sideways.

As soon as Tang Seng walked into the inn, the innkeeper who had been slumped on the ground immediately got up and greeted him. He was a little excited and grabbed Tang Seng's arm: "Elder, fortunately you are fine!"

His temples were gray, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, his waist was sunken, and his eyes were bruised. It was obvious that he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.

When Tang Seng met the innkeeper for the first time, his body was still strong and energetic, but in just a few days, he had aged a lot, and he looked like he was 80 or [-] years old.

Tang Seng patted his hand, and after the other party's mood calmed down, he said softly: "I made the benefactor worry."

"What are you talking about? If it wasn't for helping me find my son, you wouldn't be in danger, elder."

"Zhang beats him..." Tang Seng looked at the old man with a sad face, but didn't say anything further for a moment.

The maniac and twisted young man in the bone cave, when he cut his wrist like a self-sacrifice and jumped into the fire, didn't know if he ever thought that his family was worried about him.

Seeing Tang Seng's hesitant appearance, the innkeeper knew the result instantly. He couldn't bear the blow and took a few steps back, and his body fell down and sat on the ground.

Tang Seng quickly helped him up, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

The innkeeper shook his head, "Elder, you don't have to blame yourself, this is none of your business." He lowered his head sadly, and after a long silence, he sighed long, as if he had resigned himself to his fate , with a choked voice: "This is probably retribution."

retribution?

These two words made Tang Seng think of the young man who committed suicide and sacrificed himself like Zhang Sheng, and thought of some things he planned to prove before he went down the mountain.He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Fu Zhenhong outside the door. The young man was standing outside looking at the innkeeper, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

The white-clothed monk pursed his lips, his eyes flickered with thought, he thought for a few seconds before asking: "Old man, I remember you said that Zhang Sheng went to your room before he disappeared, and he told you some very strange things. If so, is it related to this?"

"Everything is his own fault." The innkeeper frowned tightly, and said sadly, "Zhang Sheng did something ridiculous, so Hades entrusted the monster on Baihu Ridge to take his life."

"How do you say this?" Zhu Bajie, who was beside Tang Seng, was confused.

The innkeeper raised his head when he heard the words, showing embarrassment, his lips moved slightly, but finally he just said: "The family scandal must not be publicized, and the elders don't need to ask more questions."

"Isn't it good for others to know the truth?" An extremely pleasant voice sounded slowly from behind Tang Seng. The voice was originally soothing and soft, but because of the disdain and sarcasm in the speaker's tone at this moment, it turned into an extremely pleasant voice. Qingyue Lengyou.

The innkeeper subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a young man in white clothes Shengxue walking in against the light.

This young man's face is like a lotus, his brows and eyes are full of spring, and there is a kind of delicate and pitiful charm all over his body.

However, the innkeeper gasped in fright, his face was pale, and he stood there motionless, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, "You...you..." He pointed at Fu Zhenhong , but trembled for a long time without saying a complete word.

At this moment, not only the innkeeper, but also the master and apprentice looked at Fu Zhenhong in surprise.

Sun Wukong frowned, and stared straight at Fu Zhenhong. The current appearance of this little monster was clearly the same as when they first saw him!

Fu Zhenhong doesn't have time to talk to the four masters and apprentices now, he turned into this skin and approached the innkeeper step by step: "What am I? You want to say why I'm not dead?"

The innkeeper's pupils suddenly dilated, facing Fu Zhenhong's approach, he wanted to back away, and found that his body seemed to be bound by something, unable to move at all.

Now the four masters and apprentices also felt the clues of the matter.No one stopped Fu Zhenhong from pressing the innkeeper every step of the way, even Tang Seng just watched quietly from the sidelines.

"Zhang Sheng he...he..." The innkeeper's teeth were chattering.

"Zhang Sheng killed me, have you forgotten?" Fu Zhenhong smiled at him, it was obviously a pretty and bright smile, but in the eyes of the innkeeper, it seemed like life-threatening impermanence: "I'm dead, I was killed Zhang Sheng strangled me to death, he dumped my body in Baihu Ridge, now I have turned into a ghost and came looking for you."

"It's my fault! It's all my fault. I didn't teach Zhang Sheng well, so that he committed such a shameless crime." The innkeeper finally covered his face and cried: "You came to kill Mine, that’s fine, that’s fine, you take my life away too.”

"I'm not here for revenge." Fu Zhenhong turned her head and glanced at Tang Seng: "I still have hatred in my heart, and I can't be reincarnated. I need you to tell the truth so that this elder can save me, and I Only then can the grievances be eliminated and reincarnated as a human being."

Hearing the words, the innkeeper looked at Tang Seng unconsciously. Tang Seng nodded soothingly, and then he said in a hoarse and vicissitudes voice: "A month and a half ago, a mother and daughter fled to our Baihu Village. Sheng saw that they were pitiful, so he took the initiative to take them in the inn. The mother and daughter are very good-looking, dressed in expensive clothes, completely different from us rural people, especially the little girl named Bai Qingzhi, who has a nice name. People are even more beautiful and delicate.”

Speaking of this, the innkeeper looked at Fu Zhenhong, with deep remorse and guilt appearing on his old face: "Zhang Sheng was moved, so he expressed his love to the little girl and wanted to marry her, but in the end The little girl is not a pretty girl, but a little boy who looks like a man and a woman."

"What happened next?" Sun Wukong asked him.

"Zhang Sheng's temper has been a bit extreme since he was a child. He has restrained his temper a lot by reading poetry and books on weekdays. But when he found out that the little girl was a man, he started to hate him. He hated the little boy for not telling him the truth from the beginning. , he felt cheated of his feelings."

Fu Zhenhong sneered: "So he was so angry that he came to insult Bai Qingzhi. Bai Qingzhi's body was weaker than Zhang Sheng. When his mother helped resist, Zhang Sheng pushed Bai Qingzhi's mother down, causing His mother hit the wall with her head and passed out. However, such an accident did not stop Zhang Sheng from being violent. Zhang Sheng knocked Bai Qingzhi out, and after doing something worse than a beast to him, he directly strangled Bai Qing to death. Zhi and his mother carried the corpse to Baihu Ridge overnight."

Every time Fu Zhenhong said a word, the heart of the innkeeper seemed to be tightly squeezed by a hand.The intense grief and shame in his heart made him ignore the title and description in Fu Zhenhong's words, which was only from the perspective of a third person.

He lowered his head again, and had no face to look at Fu Zhenhong who had Bai Qingzhi's face on his face again: "Zhang Sheng is afraid of taking his life, so he has to transport the body to Baihu Ridge. There are monsters in Baihu Ridge, and most people dare not go there. In the end, if someone found the body, they would only think it was done by the monster on the mountain."

Zhu Bajie couldn't help interjecting: "Bai Qingzhi and his mother are missing, don't you have any suspicion?"

"I asked Zhang Sheng, but he didn't tell me the truth at first, and he came to my room and confessed everything until the night when the inn caught fire."

Fu Zhenhong said with some sarcasm: "Bai Qingzhi and his mother disappeared a month ago. In fact, you have already noticed that something is wrong, but you just chose to ignore it on purpose."

Fu Zhenhong looked at the old man with his head bowed in repentance. His gray hair and emaciated body all showed the twilight of his dying years.However, Fu Zhenhong's gaze was very cold, like a glacier dormant on the bottom of the sea, without any warmth: "Did you know that because of your ignorance and silence, Bai Qingzhi and his mother couldn't even preserve their complete bodies. Their The corpses were thrown on Baihu Ridge, where they would soon be eaten up by vultures and wild dogs, turning into a pile of cold skeletons."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." The innkeeper covered his head and squatted on the ground, shaking his head frantically.

The four masters and apprentices on the side have long been silent. They are not the people in the story, but they also feel a sense of sadness for the boy and his mother, not to mention that this is not just a story.

They thought of the legend about Baihu Ridge. The monsters on Baihu Ridge wanted to eat people.

However, among them, true and false, right and wrong judgments cannot be clearly explained in a few words.

They also thought of the broken bones piled up on the rough road when they went up to Baihuling.Among them, how many were eaten by monsters?And how many people with evil intentions intentionally cover up and transfer the evil?

When the master and apprentice looked at Fu Zhenhong again, their eyes had changed a little.

[Scheming little red, whitewashed online. ]

[It's not a whitewash. ]

Fu Zhenhong's heart was originally dark. In order to achieve a strategy, he used people's hearts and scheming to wantonly win other people's love. How could such a person be a good person.

As a senior raider of the Space-Time Management Bureau, Fu Zhenhong traveled through countless worlds, and her heart has long been darkened.