Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop suddenly. The owner of the wonton stall shrank his neck and rubbed his arms. He, who had not stepped into the way of cultivating immortals, could not understand this unexplainable phenomenon. The sudden coldness of the weather made him unacceptable.

"Hey, little monster, why are you so unlucky? The weather at noon has come down because of you, tsk tsk tsk..." The owner of the wonton stall didn't say the rest, but it was nothing more than some ironic words about Fu Qiaoyin. , he looked at Fu Qiaoyin's jade-like face with a trace of jealousy, and he didn't know how he had come here for nearly 50 years. Like 50s?

The owner of the wonton stall knew that Fu Qiaoyin was taken to cultivate immortality by the gods. Everyone in the town knew about it. Fu Qiaoyin's mother, who was ridden by thousands of people, was taken to cultivate immortality by relying on her own son. One thing succeeded in falling in love with a landowner, became the concubine of that family, and gave birth to another son a few years later, although the family spent a lot of money to make the young man who was given all hope The young master got a chance to test the spirit root, but the result was not satisfactory.

"Your mother is also a good-for-nothing. She finally fell in love with a nobleman, but she was pregnant in October and gave birth to a useless spiritual root. The big sect didn't even want to look at him. Seeing that you entered the fairy gate is also your mother's deception?"

"Oh?" Fu Qiaoyin finally made a sound, and his emotions that were affected by the owner of the wonton stall at first gradually returned to normal. Thinking about it now, why should he care about an ordinary person?

Maybe Fu Qiaoyin didn't notice it, but the shadow of his childhood is no longer his demon, and the troubles that have plagued him for many years have gradually disappeared. Now he sees that those so-called "childhood playmates" are disgusting and impatient with him. Besides, the most important fears have long since dissipated.

All this is because of Zhu Chen.

"You mean, my mother was doing well after I left, so how is she doing now?" Fu Qiaoyin asked, he didn't remember how his mother treated him, but it's okay, now Thinking about it, I must pay back this 'karma'.

The owner of the wonton stall actually didn't want to answer this question. After all, Fu Qiaoyin's mother gave birth to a child with spiritual roots, so she couldn't enter a large sect. Yes, no matter what the result is, as long as people know that someone in their family has entered the fairy gate, it is something to be proud of. Therefore, Fu Qiaoyin's mother also kicked off the main wife and took the position of mistress, and her life is very nourishing now. .

But for some reason, without seeing Fu Qiaoyin's eyes, he couldn't help but tell the whole story.

"It seems that she is doing well, and it's time for me to visit her." Fu Qiaoyin nodded. His mother once beat him to serious injuries because he wanted to enter the fairyland. How could he recover so easily?But now, he is using his name to enjoy his old age.

How is he willing?

This suffering requires her to pay back thousands of times.

As for the grace of childbirth?What's this?Did she do anything other than give birth to him?

Fu Qiaoyin laughed, such a sweet smile, but in the eyes of the wonton stall owner, he seemed to see the god of death. He felt a chill from the bottom of his feet, a kind of fear that he had never felt before.

But this is too ridiculous, how could he be afraid of this little monster?

"You...you're playing tricks! I'm telling you, I can crush a monster like you to death with one hand!" the owner of the wonton stall shouted at Fu Qiaoyin. His self-confidence was not without reason. He is full of flesh, while Fu Qiaoyin is wearing a loose white gown, it doesn't look like there is much flesh, plus that waist...

I have to say that even a tough guy like me who doesn't like men would still want to taste this man.

But... doesn't that little monster also have female parts?This kind of self is not considered to be attracted to the man, is it?

Thinking about it this way, the owner of the wonton stall swallowed involuntarily, and looked at Fu Qiaoyin with a slightly presumptuous expression.

Fu Qiaoyin has seen this kind of gaze a lot, but this time it made him feel like he didn't know what to say.

It was as if... he usually killed wolves, tigers and leopards, but now he put a captive pig in front of him and asked him to kill him. This feeling of powerlessness made him unable to lift up any strength.

Letting his life go was not something Fu Qiaoyin could accept.

Fu Qiaoyin has personally experienced the hidden dangers of not completely removing the things he dislikes at the beginning, and he will not be willing to suffer such consequences again.

"Okay, even if you can squeeze a monster like me to death." Fu Qiaoyin sighed, that bowl of wontons was too much to eat, it was so dirty.If that's the case, he has no reason to stay here any longer, "Whose family did my mother marry?"

"Li...it's the Li family!" the owner of the wonton stall stammered.

After getting what he wanted to know, Fu Qiaoyin had no reason to stay here anymore, but it was strange to say that the town he lived in turned out to be this fairy town, so he had to suspect that Zhu Chen sent him to Is the reason for coming here because this is his former hometown, or because it is close to the devil.

Maybe both?

Thinking of Zhu Chen, Fu Qiaoyin felt that his limbs were cold for a while, he shook his head, forcefully suppressed Zhu Chen's fear, and when Fu Qiaoyin's inexplicable palpitation calmed down, he was already covered in cold sweat.

Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Fu Qiaoyin walked towards the direction the wonton stall owner pointed at just now. The wonton stall owner behind him could only stand there, watching Fu Qiaoyin go further and further away. He wanted to bring Fu Qiaoyin back After learning about this matter and my thoughts about Fu Qiaoyin, I told those cronies who had been hanging out with me for a long time, but I found myself standing still and unable to move.Bit by bit, the chill in his body increased instead of diminishing, and the blood in his body seemed to be slowly coagulating.

until the heart stops.

The heavy body fell to the ground, and no one knew how he died--immortal cultivators would not use such sorcery, so why not know that the demon cultivator, who was doing it wantonly, knew?How could they care about the death of a mortal.

Standing at the gate of Li Mansion, Fu Qiaoyin looked up at the plaque with gold letters on a black background and the two mighty and majestic stone lions at the gate, walked two steps forward and knocked on the door twice while holding the doorknob.

"Who is it?" The heavy wooden door was opened from the inside, and Fu Qiaoyin sized up the person standing behind the door. The man was about sixty years old, dressed in extraordinary clothes, and his shrewd eyes were also estimating himself, but With a trace of disdain.

In a mansion, there is probably only one servant who has such eyes, and that is the old housekeeper who has been in charge of the mansion for many years.

"My servant, Fu Qiaoyin, happened to be favored by an immortal many years ago and worshiped in the way of cultivating immortals. This time I came down the mountain and heard that my mother married into Li's mansion, so I came to visit and see how my mother has been doing these years." Fu Qiaoyin said, what he said After that, he saw the old housekeeper's face change, and the eyes that looked at Fu Qiaoyin were also a little fanatical.

It seems that my mother has not lost her story in the Li family all these years.

Fu Qiaoyin smiled from the bottom of her heart.

The old housekeeper hurriedly welcomed Fu Qiaoyin in. His attentiveness at this moment was far from the haughty look just now, and he led Fu Qiaoyin respectfully towards Fu Qiaoyin's mother... or Li's yard.

Such an old housekeeper, Fu Qiaoyin, is somewhat disgusted, even if he is such a person himself.

It's just that this kind of person is really interesting to tease. First, let's see what they want, and then reject all the things he wants without leaving any sympathy.

Rolling his eyes, Fu Qiaoyin took the initiative to speak: "In recent years, has mother suffered from any illness?"

"No, no, Madam is in good health. She seems to have found the elixir given to her by a fairy elder a few years ago, and took it with a skeptical attitude, and she has returned to her [-]-year-old appearance. Now it looks like Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful!" The old butler said cheerfully, "I don't know if the young master knows what kind of elixir it is?"

Now is the young master?

Fu Qiaoyin looked down on the old housekeeper again from the bottom of her heart, but her face was still like a spring breeze, "It is about Zhuyan Pill. Ordinary people can increase their life expectancy by about 20 years and restore their youthful appearance, but you can't eat too much. If you don't have any talent for cultivating immortals, you can only eat one in your life."

As soon as he said this, the old butler's face was full of envy and jealousy. This is inevitable. After all, the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years at most, and after sixty, the body will gradually collapse. What's more, the face that was originally like a delicate flower will turn into a dead tree, but there is nothing I can do, I can only watch that face grow old bit by bit.

"If mother had that pill, there would probably be around ten pills, at least five pills. Generally, immortal cultivators will not give less than that number of pills, even if they are given to mortals." Fu Qiaoyin added indifferently, the old butler's face was not only jealous, but also a little crazy, and he had obviously set his sights on the bottle of elixir.

Sure enough, aging is more frightening to mortals than anything else, and when mortals are afraid, what is it to kill and seize treasure?

Sooner or later, the Li family will be in chaos, as long as his mother still has this so-called 'Zhuyan Pill'.

Raising one eyebrow, Fu Qiaoyin, who had achieved her goal, smiled faintly, and stopped talking.