They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

Nuwa Temple is full of incense, but there are a steady stream of young devout men and women coming in and out of the smoked noodles, as well as many women.

"Nuwa Temple is really amazing, you don't even know it. My daughter-in-law has already given birth to eight daughters. This time I was pregnant with a boy in Nuwa Temple. It can be regarded as a continuation of the incense , otherwise I don’t know how to explain to my ancestors.”

"How long have you been begging for?"

"It's not too long, I just ran to the temple every day for the past two months."

"...You whispered to me, what are you asking for? I heard that the Nuwa Temple is very spiritual, so it must be a tribute given to you, and you must get the wish of the Nuwa Empress before you can realize your wish."

"We have been neighbors for so long, I will tell you quietly, you must not tell other people. Actually, the abbot of the temple told me that Nuwa likes clean girls, so I have to be I am a virgin, so I sent the youngest one in my family as a tribute."

"Isn't it?! Are you willing to do this? After all, she is also my daughter."

"There are too many daughters in the family, forget it, just don't care about one. I am not here to continue the incense of my Xu family. Now my son is well in my stomach. This time, I must give birth to a son!"

"But I heard that your little girl is having an affair with someone next door—"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you heard it, there is no such thing, my youngest daughter is a virgin, very clean!"

As soon as Mo Nianhuan got off Shen Yuanyu's back, he heard the conversation in his ears. Now that he has had extraordinary hearing after eating the magic fruit, he can always hear some bad things, including what he accidentally heard just now and send it home The daughter-in-law to the daughter-in-law as a tribute? !

What kind of Nuwa temple is this, even taking children as tributes?

When he got closer, he saw the statue of Goddess Nuwa enshrined on the high platform in the center of the temple. The incense and fruit plates piled up on the platform. He saw the statue of Goddess Nuwa, about two meters high, dressed in colorful robes, stepping on a lotus flower, with a kind face.

The devout men and women below knelt on the futon and recited their wishes, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with this statue of Nuwa.

After scrutinizing it for a while, he found that the statue of the Goddess Nuwa exuded a dark aura, and moved his nose. The smell was strong but he didn't know what it was.

It seems to be somewhat similar to the smell on Yu'er I've seen before.

In short, it's not a pleasant smell, and it doesn't match the aura that the role of a fairy should have. It's more like the smell of a demon.

In addition to the content of the conversation that the two women said just now, he was even more confused. If it is true, to these mortals, Nuwa is just a belief. There is no truth, let alone sending Nuwa to his own As a tribute, can such a devil's behavior be something that a god can do?

"Master, there is something strange."

The moment Shen Yuanyu walked into the Nuwa Temple, she noticed something strange. The place where the statue should be is supposed to be, but why did it smell like a demon? To be able to hide here without being discovered for so long must be a demon with a high level of cultivation.

Otherwise, the Lingxiao Sect is on the mountain, so how could it be so arrogant.

Baili Tusu, Yu'er Henghe, Fengdu City Ghost Venerable, and Nuwa Temple demon leaned over. They knew that there was a certain amount of practice between them. The arrival of the Demon Venerable was a huge opportunity for them.

If you want to revive the Demon Realm or Fengdu City, you need a strong leader, and Mo Nianhuan is the best choice.

Looking sideways at Mo Nianhuan who was beside him, he happened to meet Mo Nianhuan's eyes, and then heard what Mo Nianhuan said, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, I didn't expect this guy to be able to distinguish so quickly After getting the breath, he made rapid progress.

The magic fruit hides Mo Xianfan's soul, which is not fully awakened, which is undoubtedly a divine help.

Regardless of whether Mo Xianfan's seven souls can be returned to Mo Nianhuan's body in the end, it is beneficial at present, but he needs to find the resurrection tree as a matter of urgency.

Then he looked at the statue of Nuwa in the center of the temple, his eyes gradually darkened.

"It smells like a monster, and it's really weird."

Mo Nianhuan looked around at the pious worshipers around him. There were indeed many women who came with very young children, even infants. If it was really like what he heard just now, this Nuwa It is unbearable that there are demons in the temple who take advantage of the divine power of Nuwa Empress to do evil.

"Are the two benefactors here to seek marriage?"

At this moment, there was a clear sound from behind, and the two of them turned their heads sideways at the same time, only to see a handsome monk in scarlet cassock standing behind him, bowing to them with a handsome appearance.

Mo Nianhuan looked at the monk in front of him, how could there be such a young and good-looking monk in the temple?For some reason, he always had a strange feeling that something was wrong with the monk in front of him.

"Well, seek marriage."

Just when he was looking at the monk distractedly, he heard Shen Yuanyu's answer, and he was stunned: "Ah?"

Are Master and Senior Brother looking for marriage?

The monk looked gently at the two extraordinary-looking people in front of him. He first set his eyes on Shen Yuanyu, his eyes were slightly surprised, but after a while, he turned his eyes on Mo Nianhuan. subtle.

More is unbelievable.

"Buddha said that if there is a cause, there must be an effect. Can you come with the poor monk and let the poor monk pray for you for the hexagram that is in your heart?"

Mo Nianhuan didn't know how to answer, so he looked at Shen Yuanyu.

"Okay." Shen Yuanyu replied.

The monk happened to meet the eyes under the mask of the white-clothed man in front of him, cold as frost but with a coercion that was difficult to look directly at, and the powerful supreme aura rushed towards his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

But it was like seeing a savior.

There are many side rooms behind the Nuwa Temple, and the monk led the two of them through the long corridor.

There was a gust of night wind, and the old trees in front of the wing swayed with the wind, making eerie noises.The pale moonlight passed through the thin paper on the window, and they stepped over the mottled tree shadows reflected on the ground on both sides, and slowly walked towards the wing at the end.

Mo Nianhuan felt something was wrong, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Shen Yuanyu's clothes.

Shen Yuanyu's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes fell on Mo Nianhuan's hand holding the corner of his clothes, and then met the confusion, doubt and timidity in Mo Nianhuan's eyes, this expression seemed to touch the depths of his heart.

Mo Nianhuan is just a blank sheet of paper, what he has come into contact with in the sect is the endless love and carelessness of his juniors and brothers, but now he has to start contacting the outside world, and the magic fruit is about to move around every now and then. How long can she maintain her ignorant appearance?

Now Mo Nianhuan is a greed that he dare not expect, it is all his thoughts.

If it disappears, what remains is his unforgettable memory.

Stretching out his hand to hold Mo Nianhuan's hand, he couldn't help frowning when he touched the slightly cool temperature, and clenched his hand a little more: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Mo Nianhuan felt the temperature of Shen Yuanyu's palm as if he had taken a reassurance. He was not afraid, but he felt very uncomfortable. From the moment he saw the host, he seemed to have a premonition that something was going to happen. occur.

It was the last thing he wanted to see.

With a sound of "squeak", the monk pushed open the door of the wing room at the end, a chill came out from the room, and the candle flames inside danced weakly on the wick.

Looking around, the interior of the house is simple and simple, with one bed, one table and three chairs.

Mo Nianhuan was a little confused by this monk's behavior. Usually, fortune-telling in temples is done outside. Why is there such a service like one-on-one consultation and answering for senior members:

"The poor monk's house is simple, and there is no time to serve tea, you two sit down first." The monk pointed to the two chairs opposite and sat down first.

"Well, I want to ask." Mo Nianhuan still couldn't hold back and asked, "Why did you ask the two of us to come in alone?"

The monk looked at the young man in red in front of him. Although he was a bit thin, he possessed a handsome appearance that could not be concealed by a half-face mask. In the body shell.

Looking at the white-clothed man next to the red-clothed young man, his demeanor is peerless, cold and lonely, and it is difficult to look directly at him just by approaching him, which is the coercion of the superior.

Looking at the cultivation world, the only immortal cultivator who can have such a high-ranking person's coercion and pure aura is probably only Qingyuan Xianjun.

"Because you two are not ordinary people."

Mo Nianhuan looked down at himself, how could he tell that he was not an ordinary person, and then thought that there might be something wrong with this monk? !I moved my nose but didn't smell any strange smell.

——Master, there are really strange things here, I am afraid that there are monsters with high cultivation bases and even human form. There is no fairy spirit of Nuwa here, not to mention that Nuwa Empress will not appear here at all, and the heavens are not allowed to intervene in human affairs. It is a law.So you must be careful, the appearance of the Ghost Venerable is no coincidence. It seems that both the Demonic Dao and the Ghost Cultivator know that you have appeared and are trying to get you. —

Guixu's voice came to his ears, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, as if he suddenly realized that he had said something that shouldn't be said.

Mo Nianhuan frowned, what is meant by wanting to provoke his anger a hundred years ago, a hundred years ago?

The original owner was only 20 years old, how could it be a hundred years ago?

So who is he?

The answer seemed to grow wildly in his heart, within reach but unbelievable.

The monk looked at Shen Yuanyu: "If the two of you can help the poor monk, then the poor monk is willing to tell the two benefactors what they want to know most, such as the marriage knot and marriage disaster in the two of you."

Shen Yuanyu's indifferent expression seemed to be shaken by the monk's words. Didn't he just want to ask if this marriage is a luxury?

The marriage was tied by him, and the marriage disaster was also caused by him. He just wanted to know if there was any result.

And the monk in front of him, if he didn't feel wrong, this person is clearly dead, but he is still alive, why is this.And why do you feel the marriage tie and marriage disaster between him and Mo Xianfan.

The monk seemed to see Shen Yuanyu's vacillation, and since it was a retaliation, he just said it bluntly:

"The two of you do have a marriage knot, and it is also destined for you? The two of you have a destined marriage." The monk clasped his hands and looked at Shen Yuanyu with a devout attitude: "The Buddha said that there must be an effect after a cause, and the same is true for marriage. People have joys and sorrows, The moon has its ups and downs, and everything has its own number of days. I believe the benefactor should understand these words, as long as the benefactor is willing to help the poor monk, he will give you a perfect plan to make your wish come true."

Mo Nianhuan was confused by some kind of marriage, and what was it, that he was married to Shen Yuanyu? ? ?What kind of plot unfolds here?

Shen Yuanyu naturally heard the fate of marriage and the fate of marriage. Now life after life, love and kill each other, good and evil are not in balance, so what will happen.

Fate is up to him but not God.

"I will figure out the number of days. If you need help, just ask."

When the monk heard Shen Yuanyu's promise, his brows and eyes relaxed, perhaps because he thought of the difficulty of this matter and looked anxious: "I'm afraid you two don't know that the god seat of this Nuwa temple has been occupied."

"Occupied?" Before Mo Nianhuan had time to delve into the marriage, he was attracted by what the abbot said: "There is no Nuwa in the Nuwa Temple, and the demon has occupied the Nuwa God's throne to use the wishes of these people. Asking to enshrine young children as sacrifices can fulfill the wishes of the people, right?"

The monk froze for a moment, obviously a little surprised by what Mo Nianhuan said, and then sighed: "As these young masters said, there is no Nuwa Empress in the Nuwa Temple, but it is the place of demons in human form. He thought They want the blood of young children to improve their own cultivation, so they use such words to defraud tribute. This place is said to be the Nuwa Temple of Marriage, but in fact it has already been stained with the blood of young children and inhumane behavior, and it is no longer holy."

"Master, why didn't you report this to Ling Xiaozong?"

As soon as Shen Yuanyu finished speaking, the door behind her was opened with a 'bang', and a gust of dark wind rushed in, followed by an unbearable stench.

As soon as Mo Nianhuan smelled this smell, he felt nauseous, and the magic fruit in his stomach also seemed to smell this smell violently, and his face turned pale.

Shen Yuanyu immediately protected Mo Nianhuan behind her back, raised her hand and waved at the influx of evil wind, breaking the evil wind in an instant.

But who would have thought that the evil wind grabbed the monk behind him directly, and in front of Shen Yuanyu, Mo Nianhuan, and the two of them, swallowed the monk's body alive, and made the sound of chewing.

The body was swallowed piece by piece, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop, filled with the smell of blood.

Like provocation.

Shen Yuanyu's eyes gradually darkened.

"Oh? This is Immortal Lord Qingyuan. I didn't expect you to come to Luo'an City after leaving the customs. It's really disappointing."

I only heard an indistinguishable voice from Yaofeng, with the sound of chewing and crushing bones, which made people sick.

Suspicion flashed in Shen Yuanyu's eyes when he heard this voice, and after a while, he remembered where he had heard it before, and subconsciously glanced at Mo Nianhuan.

"Who are you!" Mo Nianhuan resisted the surge of nausea and questioned the black mass in front of him.

There was such a momentary pause in Yaofeng's chewing movements, if one had eyes, one would be able to detect that Yaofeng was staring at Mo Nianhuan with disbelief.

Demonic energy?

How could there be such a strong and pure magic energy?

But in the next moment, he couldn't catch such a devilish energy, as if he was blocked by something powerful and holy.

Sensing something was wrong, Shen Yuanyu quickly drew a barrier in the air with her index finger and middle finger, completely blocking Yaofeng from approaching further.

Yaofeng felt that Shen Yuanyu's too powerful aura prevented him from approaching, for fear of causing trouble, he couldn't let him lose his life because of curiosity.

In short, he felt that the young man beside Shen Yuanyu was very unusual.

This is obviously not a normal person, how can someone live without a complete soul, Bai Wuchang is negligent.

Or is it that someone is protecting this young man from being touched?

Thinking of the stories that were once popular in the Three Realms, the events before the head of the Xianmen and the ancestor of the Demon Dao have long been passed down to death. Who would be the one who can protect Shen Yuanyu so much now?

"The two of you want to ask me, Nuwa? You don't need to look for this beautiful monk, just look for me. If you want a fruitful marriage, I can promise you, as long as you give me a clean girl. July Nine, I will open the door to welcome the relatives, the more the better."

The sound faded away with the dark wind, and the interesting lingering sound seemed to be provocative. In the end, only the cassock on the abbot's body and the bright red blood were left on the ground.

Mo Nianhuan looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and gradually clenched the hand hanging by his side. Dark red lines appeared on his neck, and the bottom of his eyes flashed scarlet. How dare you kill someone in front of him?

It's really presumptuous.

"Xi'er, you are angry."

"Isn't that obvious!" Mo Nianhuan glared at Shen Yuanyu: "Just let that monster kill the monk, whoever is not angry, dares to kill him in front of me?"

"Don't be angry, that monk is not alive, he is dead."

When Mo Nianhuan was angry, he only felt Shen Yuanyu's cool fingertips touching the brows, stroking them lightly, as if to soothe his anger.

Then I heard Shen Yuanyu say this, what does it mean that the monk is not a living person?

"You don't need to get angry about these things, just leave it to me." Shen Yuanyu's eyes skipped over the lines on Mo Nianhuan's neck, and caught the devilish energy: "What you need to do now is to control your emotions and don't let the devilish energy leak out. .If you are discovered by these monsters who are deliberately approaching, you will be very dangerous."

"That's what you said, but a good person just disappeared in front of me like this, what do you want me to...Even if you say he is dead, Master, he is clearly standing in front of us, isn't he?" Mo Nianhuan thought of just now Before anything could react, the monk was swallowed up like this.

"The living dead already exist." Shen Yuanyu stared at Mo Nianhuan: "One soul and one soul are contained in a body, that is the living dead. If there is a way to keep the living dead, it is to find a way not to be caught by black and white. It’s just a discovery, this monk is such an existence, someone let him survive.”

Mo Nianhuan wrinkled his face, well, he lacked knowledge: "But the monk was halfway through his speech, I haven't asked him what marriage is, what does he mean?"

"Do you want to know?" Shen Yuanyu raised his hand slightly, and wiped off the blood and cassock on the ground, as if nothing had happened just now, and then closed the cloak on Mo Nianhuan, with tenderness in his downcast eyes: "Just grab this guy pretending to be a Nuwa and interrogate him, and ask him what kind of marriage we have."

After finishing the words, he turned to face the door, and the gentle look towards only one person was completely swallowed up by the indifferent expression, just like this dark night, swallowing the color of a secluded pool.

Shen Yuanyu stared not far away, and when she raised her eyes, her sleeves were turned up slightly, and Yue Wuqing, as cold as the moon, broke through the air from the snow-white sleeves, leaving only a cold afterimage in the air.

let him see what it is,

How dare he make his sweetheart angry?

It's time to kill.