After the genius was abolished, he became my Taoist companion

2. The murder caused by eating shortbread

The shortbread is made by himself, with nuts and sugar added inside, soft and sweet inside, and crispy outside.The sweetness in his mouth warms his stomach in one bite. When he usually eats shortbread, his heart is always happy, but today... no amount of shortbread can sweeten his heart...bitter...

What did he do wrong?He just sat on the steps and wanted to eat a shortbread. Whoever provoked someone, where can this hydrangea fall, it must fall into his arms?

Ye Huangui looked down at the concentric knot in his arms, mechanically chewing the shortbread in his mouth.If you look closely at the concentric knot, you will find that it is quite beautiful.

The concentric knot is wrapped with a layer of transparent enchantment, and there is a blue lotus flower slowly blooming inside, surrounded by bits and pieces of spiritual light.At first glance it looks like a beautiful glass ball, but it is much lighter than a glass ball.

Bai Xiaosheng said that after receiving the sympathetic knot, it will automatically draw part of the monk's soul to complete the bond formation process.But now he doesn't feel anything abnormal at all, could it be because...he doesn't have a soul?

Does this... mean that as long as you are good enough, there is nothing you can do with him?

But what happened to the golden aura wrapped around the concentric knot?

Just thinking about it, the green lotus in the concentric knot bloomed to the largest, and a phantom appeared on the lotus platform in the middle.Before Ye Huangui took a closer look, the barrier outside the Concentric Knot made a crisp sound.

The transparent barrier shattered like glass, and the concentric knot the size of a basketball turned into a flying spirit in his arms.The spirits flew into the sky, leaving behind a bright aura and then disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, a different phase appeared in the sky, and a few colorful clouds floated from nowhere in the originally blue sky and white clouds.Immortal voices were faintly heard in everyone's ears, and some golden aura sprinkled in the sky.

The monks in the square exclaimed: "This is the golden light!! Blessings from heaven!!"

Ye Huangui raised his head to look at the sky, to be honest...it's very beautiful, he has never seen such a magnificent cloud when he grows up.

But his concern is not here, but on the concentric knot.

Concentric knot broke up ah!really all right?Wouldn't the Nine Heavens Sect let him pay for the concentric knot?He swears, he didn't do anything!

Before Ye Huangui came back to his senses, the monks of Nine Heavens Sect had given him no more time to be in a daze.

The crowd automatically left a small path, and the head of Jiuxiaoxianmen and the elders walked along the path behind Ye Huangui.At this moment, Ye Huangui was sitting on the steps with his back facing them, looking at his back as steady as an old dog, but in fact he was already panicking.

He closed his mouth tightly and chewed the shortbread, for fear that when he opened his mouth, his gray spirit with pigtails would float out of his mouth and never return.

Sheng Huaiyi, the head of the Immortal Sect, is a well-known good gentleman in the cultivation world. Seeing Ye Huangui sitting carelessly, his consciousness circled Ye Hugui's body several times.Sheng Huaiyi respectfully bowed to Ye Huangui: "I don't know what kind of sect you are from?"

Ye Huangui almost bit his tongue, at this moment he felt that Sheng Huaiyi might be blind.As far as he knew, a man like Sheng Huaiyi could see through every cell in his body at a glance.He gave himself enough face in front of so many people, did he want to cooperate with him?

Also, if the Taoist companions recruited by the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect for their disciples are unknown, their faces will be shameless when they say it.Ye Huangui thought, even if they really see through their own cultivation, they still have to express their joy in front of so many people at this time.

In fact, Ye Huangui really wronged Sheng Huaiyi. The cloak he was wearing had some history. Sheng Huaiyi couldn't see through his cultivation at all, let alone his appearance.

If Ye Huangui knew this, he would definitely kowtow three times to Uncle Fu who lent him his cloak.

But he didn't know it yet, so he took a few deep breaths and said the words he used to fool people: "There is no school, no school, just a casual cultivator."

Sheng Huaiyi and the elder next to him looked at each other: "Dare to ask your honorable name?"

The cloak covered Ye Huangui's expression. If he took off his cloak at this moment, everyone in the square would see his bitter melon-like face.Under the attention of all the people, if Ye Huangui didn't answer, he would not give Sheng Huaiyi face. He could only say three words: "Miangui's surname is Ye Ziqi."

Ye Ziqi was his name in his previous life, so it wasn't a lie to Sheng Huaiyi.

Sheng Huaiyi was full of smiles, and he greeted him warmly: "Just now the Dao of Heaven has sent a revelation, and Fellow Daoist Ye and the young disciple are blessed by heaven. Please, Fellow Daoist Ye, go to the Hall of Nine Heavens and marry the young disciple!"

Ye Huangui has the same hands and feet, so he will stop talking at this time.

Soon he was led to the Nine Heavens Palace. As soon as he entered the main hall, a smiling beauty came to meet him: "This is the bridegroom officer, right? Sure enough, he is so romantic and suave."

Ye Huangui subconsciously looked down at his cloak: ...

At this moment, he felt a deep sense of ridicule.This group of monks talked nonsense when they saw people, and he was no match for them at all!

The beauty smiled and said, "Please the groom officer to come and change clothes with me. Later, you will be married to Zhen Zhenren under the witness of fellow Taoists in the cultivation world."

Ye Huangui just wanted to run away, but he weighed his cultivation and once again shed tears of ignorance - he couldn't run away, he couldn't beat him.

Ye Huangui could only stand firmly on the spot, gritted his teeth and struggled: "No...don't want to change clothes..."

He didn't want the whole comprehension world to witness his salty fish. For a person who is not very good at socializing, there is no difference between paying homage in public and dying in society.

The people in the hall were stunned for a moment. Just when Ye Huangui felt that they were about to get angry, they miraculously compromised: "It seems that the groom wants to keep a secret. That's okay, don't change your clothes if you don't change them, just worship like this Bar!"

Ye Huangui: ...

He regretted it, if he said he didn't want to visit the hall, could he just not visit the hall?

The Nine Heavens Palace is majestic and majestic. If it wasn't for being escorted by everyone to visit the hall, Ye Huangui would definitely stop and take a good look at the legendary Nine Heavens Palace.But he had no chance, nor was he in the mood.

Come out to watch the excitement, and you will become the groom.Where does he go to reason?

Not to mention that there are still monks from the Nine Heavens Sect who are coveting around him, and one of them is tall and slender and stares at him especially hard.If eyes could kill, he would have died thousands of times by now.

On the third floor of the Nine Heavens Hall, Ye Huangui saw another groom with a hijab.The moment he saw Tan Duzhi, Ye Huangui only felt an inexplicable sadness.

He, once a genius who fell into trouble, was married off like a woman with a red cap on his head by the people of the sect.It's not that it's not good for a woman to marry and wear a red hijab. If Tan Duzhi is a woman, there is nothing wrong with doing so.

But he is a genuine man. When two people of the same sex in the cultivation world form a Taoist couple, at least both of them will wear the same wedding clothes.The red hijab embroidered with flying phoenix is ​​undoubtedly a humiliation to Tan Duzhi.

Tan Duzhi stood with the support of two female cultivators, and he was dressed in a cloud-like wedding dress.The layered skirts of the wedding dress look like a gorgeous flower. Tan Duzhi is tall and tall, wearing such a wedding dress has an inexplicable sense of surprise.

He is like a peony flower that has bloomed to the extreme. When a gust of wind blows, the petals will be scattered all over the ground gracefully.

Sheng Huaiyi and the others sat in the first place with a happy face, and a monk next to him said loudly: "The newcomer enters—"

Ye Huangui and Tan Duzhi stood on both sides of the red carpet. They were going to come together face to face, and then went through the next process of saluting side by side.

At this moment, someone next to him touched him, and Ye Huangui turned his head subconsciously, only to see the tall monk who had stared at him fiercely just now, gnashing his teeth, handing over a ribbon with a big red flower on it.

Just as Ye Xugui was about to reach out to pick up the ribbon, he heard the monk's voice transmission in a low voice: "I don't know who you are and what purpose you are here for. I only have one request: treat my senior brother well, otherwise I will Shao Mingche wants you to look good when he turns into a ghost."

Ye Huangui's hands trembled, and under the cloak he had two hot tears: Brother, I want to say that I am innocent, do you believe it?

After Shao Mingche handed him one end of the red silk, he quickly walked to the other end of the red carpet, and he handed the other end of the red silk to Tan Duzhi.After Tan Duzhi pulled up the red silk, a red silk tied with big red flowers appeared between the two of them.

He could feel the vibration coming from the other end of the red silk, Ye Huangui didn't know if it was the vibration of the red silk or if Tan Duzhi was also nervous.

Tan Duzhi grabbed the red silk with both hands, he broke away from the support of the two nuns, and took a staggering step towards the red carpet.The red hijab was shaking, revealing Tan Duzhi's smooth black hair, his well-shaped jaw, and his tightly pursed lips under the hijab.

The dragging feeling from the red silk became stronger and stronger, and Ye Huan returned to his senses. He cooperated with Tan Duzhi's speed to slowly collect the red silk.The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, until finally, they are standing face to face with only a big red flower in between.

Ye Huangui felt that Tan Duzhi under the hijab was looking at him. He thought, what would Tan Duzhi's reaction be when he saw himself like this?Is it a taunt?Is it hate?Is it indifference?Or dislike?

Looking at the well-dressed groom in front of him, Ye Huangui suddenly felt sorry for him.He thought he should change into a wedding dress. Putting on a wedding dress might have exposed himself, but at least it didn't make Tan Duzhi stand on stage like a one-man show.

No matter what purpose Jiuxiao Xianmen wants to push Tan Duzhi out, and no matter under what circumstances he received the hydrangea.Now that he is here, standing opposite Tan Duzhi, he and Tan Duzhi are already grasshoppers on the same rope.

There was a strong scent of incense on Tan Duzhi's body, and as he breathed, that scent of incense continuously spread to his nose.Ye Huangui sniffed the smell on himself - a smell of shortbread.

Will Tan Duzhi be angry?He was so formal, but he was so... perfunctory.

The cultivator next to him swallowed his dantian angrily: "One worship to heaven—"

Ye Huangui heard a mellow voice in his ear: "Turn around and bow."

He realized it immediately: it was Tan Duzhi who was talking to him!

So he watched Tan Duzhi turn in the same direction, and the two saluted Tiandao respectfully.Strange to say, when Ye Huangui bowed, he really had the feeling that he was the groom's official.

Afterwards, the two paid homage to the head of the sect, which was regarded as the worship of Gaotang.

When the two bowed each other for the last time, Tan Duzhi's legs seemed to lose strength, and he staggered a bit.Ye Huangui grabbed his hand and stabilized his figure: "Be careful."

The moment Ye Huangui held Tan Du's hand, Ye Huangui felt like he was holding a ball of ice.How could a living person's hands be so cold?

This is not the most important thing, what is important is that his hands are weak and weak.The moment he held hands, Ye Huangui saw a deep scar on Tan Duzhi's wrist with sharp eyes.

Is this... self-harm? !