Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

After their souls returned to their bodies, most of the islanders looked sluggish. They hadn’t woken up from the chaos that had been in the illusion for more than ten years. Their corrupted bodies made it difficult for them to move. Purgatory.

"Master, can their bodies recover?"

Walking among the fields full of howling ghosts and howling wolves, Yu Fuchen was moved with compassion.

Although they have nothing to do with the evil curse and punishment from the Nine Heavens, the deaths of Fengxian and the youngest son have something to do with these island residents. While pitying these "innocents", I deeply understand that poor people must have hatred. The truth of the place.

Feng Changhuan lowered his eyes and did not answer his question directly, but asked instead: "If you can't recover, will you ignore their pain?"

"If it was me in the past, I would not have saved Fengxian when I knew they had killed them. This is their due punishment."

"What about you now?"

Yu Fuchen sighed, moved closer without a trace, and said softly: "Now I know that Master will not bear to talk out of emotion, and they are indeed kept in the dark. If those who don't know are innocent The sentence is appropriate here, and they are considered innocent, so I just want to find the culprit who persecuted Fengxian."

It was rare for him to be so enlightened, and the path he chose was one step closer to Feng Changhuan, who couldn't help but feel happy, and the frown between his brows faded a bit.

"It's one thing not to bear it, it's another thing to have to pay the price, and the two don't conflict."

As he said that, he leaned forward and asked the islanders who were shivering in the dark: "How is the state of the soul after returning to the body, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yu Fuchen stared at it for a long time before realizing that the brilliance in the eyes had recovered a little, but the complexion was still lifeless gray, and the "ghoul" with not even a few rough hairs left on his head was a woman.

"Back... Back to Young Master, it hurts... my whole body hurts, life is worse than death, please... please give me a good time..."

Both of them were stunned, no one thought that the islanders would look so horrible after breaking away from the curse, the rest of the words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't bear to say any more.

"Master, what should I do..."

Feng Changhuan raised his hand to cover the scorching sun, knowing that even if these islanders were out of danger of death, they would not be able to return to their normal appearance in a short period of time. Forcing them to adapt to the world outside the environment would undoubtedly harm them.

He took off his coat and covered the female islander's body to block the heat from the sun. Seeing that she was feeling better, he asked, "Miss, do you know a girl named Fengxian?" "Yes, she It's the sister next door, she is a very good person, but unfortunately... I never thought that she would do such a rebellious and unbelievable thing like killing her father and mother, it is really puzzling and regrettable..."

Yu Fuchen asked: "Before the incident, did you find anything unusual about her, or anything unusual about the people close to her?"

"Sister Fengxian has always been normal, but her elder brother next door often stares at Sister Fengxian with malicious eyes. I reminded her a few times, but she never cared about her. Then the family suddenly disappeared. , and no one took care of the seedlings in the field when it rained heavily, the islanders felt strange and went to her house to check, and found that the corpses of uncle and aunt were covered with maggots..."

"Fengxian's parents were killed, but she is missing?"

"Yes... At first my elder brother said that sister Fengxian was responsible for this incident, but the islanders didn't believe it, but where is she hiding in the place where Guyu is the size of a palm? Some people said that she hooked up with a man on land and wanted to follow her. The fishing boat went out to sea and returned to Shenzhou, but my uncle and aunt did not agree with this matter... Later, my sister showed up at the Niangniang Temple with a newborn baby, and some people said that she had an affair with someone and was abandoned, and she was liquidated together with the crime of killing her parents , burned her alive, and that child was not spared either..."

Hearing this jaw-dropping story again, Yu Fuchen still felt uneasy. Seeing Feng Changhuan's face became even more ugly, he knew that this was why he thought of the rumor that he was rumored to be a devil boy in the past. He can understand the meaning of the four words "human words can be feared" better than him.

"Master, are you okay?"

"No problem. Girl, let me ask you again, what kind of person is that elder brother?"

The female islander hurriedly shook her head to disregard the relationship, her body trembled more violently, and her eyes were full of horror: "I don't know, I don't know, I have nothing to do with him... I only heard that he has a bad temper and often beats his wife and children. All the women dare not approach him."

The more eager to get rid of the relationship, the more people feel strange.

But Yu Fuchen didn't go deep, just asked the location of the family, thanked him, and went with Feng Changhuan.

After a long silence on the way, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, that girl... is also a victim, right?"

Feng Chang sighed happily: "Xiao Zhi'er, sometimes it's the most appropriate way to stay on the line. If we go deeper, I'm afraid that girl will become the second Phoenix Immortal."

"Since this is the case, she can obviously choose to keep silent or avoid talking about it. Why does she have to tear her own scars and show them to outsiders? Such an approach is too stupid..."

"If she refuses to stand up, the crimes of the wicked will not be exposed in broad daylight, and they will not receive the punishment they deserve. More innocent people will suffer. Her feat should be remembered, but not by thousands of onlookers. It's you and me."

Yu Fuchen knew that even if he came back from the dead, that person would still be his master, as gentle and kind as ever.

So he would sigh: "Master, Master, when will you be willing to keep a ten thousandth of the good for others for yourself?"

The man smiled and replied: "Little heartless, how can I treat others as well as one ten-thousandth of that to you?"

When you think about it, it is true.

The two walked all the way to the house pointed by the female islander. It was a low room with tight walls and airtight. Before knocking on the door, they heard the loud noise of things being overturned .

"Trash! You trash, you can't do such a small thing well. I marry you and go home to raise an ancestor. Get out! Get out of here!!"

Before the two could react, a black shadow fell out from the door, it was a woman.

In addition to the rotten parts of the body that had already turned into a corpse, there were old and new wounds that had been beaten to pieces. There was no blood on the wound surface, but the wound turned outward, which was even more terrifying.

At the moment when Yu Fuchen hesitated, Feng Changhuan had already helped the injured woman up, not at all disliking the stench and filth of the rotting corpse on her body, caring about the etiquette of intimacy between men and women, and deliberately separated them with handkerchiefs.

As if he didn't think it was enough to relieve his hatred, the violent man followed him out of the door, came out with a limping leg, raised his hand and wanted to slap him again, Yu Fuchen hurriedly stopped him:

"Stop! She is your first wife, how can you bear to lay such a heavy hand on her!!"

"Go away! What are you, you dare to meddle in my family affairs! I married her, she is my property, and I can beat and scold you as I please, otherwise the gift money back then would have been for nothing!!"

Hearing this fallacy and heresy, he can still be plausible, is he still a person? ? !

Yu Fuchen was very angry, he raised his hand and punched, the man's mandible snapped out of place, he couldn't speak a word, he could only stare blankly.

Perhaps the anger in his heart was still there, or he wanted to hear the evil spirit's defense, but Yu Fuchen punched back again, forcing the man's distorted face back.

"You...you...as a cultivator, you actually attacked ordinary people! You! You..."

"Ordinary people? Are you considered an ordinary person? You are a beast to the dog in the nest of your wife and children!!"

There was wind and Changhuan was protecting the woman, Yu Fuchen was confident, he kicked the domestic violence man to the ground, pointed at the man and said angrily: "How did you beat her just now, now come and make gestures with me, I want to see Let's see what ability you, a beast, have?"

"I...you..."

"You only dare to stretch your fists towards your own woman, you are a waste!"

Yu Fuchen was perplexed by the beating, and felt that the heavy hand would make his death too happy and comfortable. He was struggling with how to kill two birds with one stone, when Feng Changhuan stood up quietly with a hookah stick in his mouth, and his cold voice made people shudder goosebumps.

"If you think the monk is bullying others, I will fight you fairly. If you beat me, I will give you three bangs on the spot to admit your mistakes. I will be like a cow and a horse at your disposal, but if I win you, you We must make a written statement that from now on we will never fight with our wives and children...not even sticks."

Seeing Feng Changhuan's thin body, looking sick and weak, and there were bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, the man decided that it would be easier for him to defeat him as a master, so he got up from the ground rolling and slapped To the wind Changhuan.

Yu Fuchen was waiting to watch a good show, but saw the woman who was raped by the family grabbed his trousers and begged: "Young master, your master is so thin and weak, so you are not his opponent. You should stop standing up for me, it's not worth it!" of……"

"Ma'am, don't underestimate yourself, you are worth it."

Feng Changhuan leaned back slightly and easily dodged the man's disorderly fist, dodged and kicked him backwards, causing him to stumble and fall down.

With a loud roar from embarrassment, he suddenly rushed towards Feng Changhuan who was exhaling smoke unhurriedly.

The latter didn't take it seriously, stepped on the man's face and turned back in the air, no longer in the mood to waste time with him, waved his hand to make the hookah stick fly between his fingers, and shot suddenly, the sharp blade pierced from the stick was already lying on the man's face. neck.

Seeing that the victory and defeat had been decided, the man who was flaunting his power a moment ago immediately admitted: "Yes, yes, yes... I'm sorry! I made a mistake, and I will never dare to do it again. I beg the two uncles to show you your hands and let me go..."

"Being kind to you is cruelty to innocent people. If I let you go, how can I ensure that their mother and child will not be retaliated by you in the future?"

Hearing his words, the woman trembled and crawled behind Yu Fuchen, sobbing.

"I, I can make written evidence! I will never... never hit them again, I promise!!"

"But I don't believe you. I don't believe a word of the murderer's promise."

The author has something to say: reject domestic violence and start with milk dust.

Mixed doubles is simply too cool, but it is true that poor people must have something to hate. The plot of the next chapter may be too realistic. We can look forward to Master's handling of scumbags.