After being disliked by thousands of people, I was spoiled alone

Fortunately, Hua Niang opened the door and came in at this time.

She didn't feel that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, so she put down the dishes in her hand, greeted the two of them, and backed out again.

Looking at Rong Wen again now, he has turned around.

"Sorry." Mingzhi heaved a sigh of relief and touched his nose.

"Why are you apologizing, sir?" Rong Wen raised his chin, glanced over like a silk thread, and smiled, "It's not something adults can control."

For some reason, as soon as his eyes fell, he knew that he felt like a thorn in his back, so he could only dodge and laugh twice.

"I'll ask Hua Niang if there is any clue." Rong Wen stood up and said.

As soon as he left, the subtle feeling disappeared immediately. He knew that he breathed a sigh of relief and felt very weird, but he didn't go into details, only that the two had known each other not long ago and he was not used to it.

Amaoer was really tired, sitting on the chair drowsy, his head was nodding, there were only a few simple pastries on the table, and some seasonal vegetarian dishes, nothing meaty.He brought a bowl of crispy cheese to him, and let A Maoer eat it by himself, while he picked up a chopstick of raw marinated daughter vegetables to taste.

After becoming a god, wash the scriptures and cut the marrow. You don't need to eat five grains, and you should avoid meat.He only took a sip of each item before stopping his chopsticks.

As soon as he stopped his chopsticks, Rong Wen came back.

"Hua Niang doesn't know about A Mao'er, but she said that the West City has not been peaceful recently." As she spoke, she glanced at the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over.

He took it, took a sip, and muttered, "Do you know what's going on?"

"My lord, do you still remember the monster I mentioned 200 years ago on the boat?"

"Take people's memory?"

Rong Wen nodded in affirmation.

He froze for a moment, and suddenly felt that the tea in his hand was tasteless.

Lord Evil God, He Dehe Neng, can encounter such unlucky things wherever he goes, if he can't handle it well this time, then he will wait for those old bastards from Heaven to poke his back.

His backbone does not matter, but the lives of the people of this country are very important.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he didn't speak for a while, and began to frown in thought.

"This monster's cultivation should not be deep," Rong Wen glanced at him, then quickly looked away, "...Does your lord believe me?"

"That's natural." He subconsciously said it without thinking.

Upon receiving this answer, Rong Wen lowered his eyes and laughed, revealing two pointed canine teeth.

After leaving Hua Niang's house, they walked towards the west city.Wuzhou City is not big, and the city center is divided into four areas, east, west, north, and south, where different kinds of things are sold. People live near the city without disturbing each other.

Hua Niang's house is in the south city, not far from the west city, just next to it.

They arrived after about half a stick of incense.The sky had already darkened, and the houses next to the road were turned on one by one, and the warm yellow light shone on the stone pavement, giving it a warm feeling.

Yet they still roam the streets.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, I realized that I was only in a hurry to come here before, but I forgot to find a place to stay in advance.And the surroundings didn't look like a place with inns and hotels, so I felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He looks sorry, and tilts his head.

Rong Wen understood immediately, smiled at him, and was about to speak, but A Maoer at his feet flew forward like a cat smelling fish.

The two were stunned for a moment, and hurried to follow.

Amauer stopped beside a mansion.Standing in front of the door was a man in a green shirt, tall and thin, with a handsome face, about a young age, with a book basket on his back, opening the door.

Seeing that the man Amao'er just regarded him as a neighbor's kid, he smiled and said something.

"Really, ah...really." Amaoer didn't know if he understood, just smiled, and stumbled out a few words while pulling the corner of the man's clothes.

The man in the green shirt froze immediately, his face was pale, and he looked at A Maoer in shock.

But soon he realized something and shook his head mockingly.

The man looked at the two who came after him, thought for a moment, bowed his hands, and asked tentatively, "Is this kid from the two of you?"

The two didn't see what happened earlier, they just thought it was Amao'er who was being naughty and ran away.But at the moment when he saw the man in blue shirt, there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

After carefully looking at the man in the green shirt, he squinted his eyes knowingly, "Exactly, the younger brother is naughty, if you offend me, look at Haihan."

"Where, Brother Ling is very cute." The man was obviously relieved and smiled, "In Xia Lanzhen, what do you call me?"

"Knowingly."

"Rong asked."

Lan Zhen looked around and said, "I think you two hit each other very well, presumably you don't have a place to stay yet, if you don't mind, the humble house welcomes you both."

After thinking about it, knowingly glanced at Rong Wen.Rong Wen immediately understood and nodded calmly.

"That's annoying."

Lan Zhen's house looks ordinary on the outside, but inside it is unique, with carved beams and painted buildings, waterside pavilions and terraces, it can be seen that it was once brilliant.

"Mr. Lan's family is very rich, so you are not afraid that we will plot something for you if you let the two of us stay overnight so rashly?" Mingzhi joked while looking at the lake outside the corridor.

"Where is it, I was an official in my ancestors, and in my generation, there is only a house left, and it is nothing more than gold and jade." Lan Zhen said with a wry smile: "I can trust you two."

He smiled inexplicably and said nothing more.

At night, Mingzhi sits by the window with his head propped up, and on the table in front of him is a blue porcelain vase after rain, with a few sprigs of geranium inserted in the vase, the red fruits lined with green leaves, and he looks cute.

Rong Wen was sitting opposite the table, he was the only one in Lan Zhen's house, after cleaning for a long time, he only cleared out two guest rooms, the next room was too small for two people, so he gave it to the sleeping A Maoer, he and Rong Wen lived in this room.

"Did you see clearly what that monster looked like 200 years ago?" He asked across the table, twisting the Tianzhu seed in the porcelain vase with one hand.

"No." Rong Wen shook his head, "But that monster doesn't seem to have a real body. It wasn't mature 200 years ago, it's no different from a cloud of black mist."

He groaned, "No body means that this monster is not a spirit, but a stream of resentment who is proficient in illusion. As long as there are people in this world, it will not disappear. This thing is inexhaustible.

Suddenly he became interested again, "What do you think of Lan Zhen?"

"Wait and see what happens, if it's really a trick, then he's playing really badly." Rong Wen knocked on the table with one hand, frowning.

Knowing that he is in a good mood, Rong Wen is really in tune with him.

Previously, Lan Zhen was beating around the bush to test the attitude of the two of them. He probably discovered their identities early in the morning, but he didn't know how much they knew about him, so he invited them into the mansion.

But he didn't expect that they were just acting with him from the beginning to the end, if he really dared to do any tricks now, he would be a stupid monster as Rong Wen said.

"Then wait and see what happens." He looked at Rong Wen and smiled.

After speaking, he stood up and stretched, going to rest. After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that there was only one bed in the room, and what should the two of them do?

As for him alone, he doesn't care about the many people around him, they are just fox cubs...

He went to ask, paused for a moment, and asked, "There is only one bed in the room, don't you mind?"

Rong Wen shook his hand holding the teacup, and half a cup of tea spilled out.

After a while, Rong Wen put down the teacup, refilled another half cup, and said, "I don't mind."

He was puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He nodded, and just as he took a step, he remembered something, and said, "By the way, are you used to sleeping inside or outside the bed?"

There was a coughing sound from behind, as if Rong Wen had choked on water.

He hurried up, "Are you all right?"

Rong Wen's face was flushed from coughing, and he waved his hands, "Whatever you want, my lord, let's rest first."

Seeing him slowing down, he hummed knowingly, "Rest early." Then he left.

He lay down on the inside of the bed with his clothes on, leaving a large area on the outside, and closed his eyes.

After a long time, in a daze, he felt that the bed/couch beside him had sunk, and there was a person lying down. It seemed to be warm, and he turned over. His breathing became steady before he was covered with something.

Holding that thing, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, knowing that he woke up from a dream, a ring of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.After a long delay, he sat up.

The side was already empty, and he was covered with a blanket, which was probably covered by Rong Wen. He looked at the blanket for a while and walked out while arranging his clothes.

But there is no room to ask in the outer room.The window was open, the porcelain vase on the table was overturned, and a few geraniums were lying on the ground. He squinted his eyes and sensed something was wrong, so he immediately opened the door and went out.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the surrounding scenery and furnishings began to change rapidly.

Under the corridor was originally a lake with a waterside pavilion, but now it has become a real place, the waterside pavilion has disappeared, the surroundings are pitch black, and there is a faint light like a bean in front of it.His heart sank, he summoned forgiveness and walked towards the light.

A room appeared out of nowhere in the darkness, and the light came from that room. He held his breath and went out the window of the room, and was surprised to find that the furnishings in the room were exactly the same as the one he had just come out of. Undamaged on the table.

Confused for a moment, he planned to turn into the room to find out, but there was a rustling sound from the inside. He stopped his movements quickly, and only moved to the other side of the window after the sound passed away, and looked into the room through a small gap.

But Rong Wen was half leaning against the bed, his clothes were disheveled and his expression was dull.Then look at a man in white clothes stuck to his body, wearing only a very thin white pajamas, half-covered and half-covered, beautiful curves/lines can be seen faintly, black hair is not tied, eyes are red, panting/breathing.

During the movement, he saw the face of the man in white—an extremely familiar face.

his own face.

Knowing that he turned his face away, he couldn't bear to look at it again, his face was flushed red and angry in shock.

She actually let him see her live erotic palace, the object is still Rong Wen!Although I don't know what this monster wants to do, but the situation in front of me is too deceptive.

In shame and indignation, he raised his forgiveness to break the illusion with a sword.

But at this moment, a hand was stretched out from behind to cover his eyes, and then he was lifted off the ground, and then put down again after a while.

The palm was hot, and in the darkness, he could tell that this person was Rong Wen through his breath, he was slightly relieved, and raised his hand to push away Rong Wen's palm.

"Don't... don't look at me." Rong Wen's trembling voice came from the top of his head, the voice showed a bit of forbearance and pleading.

He paused, and after hearing the pleading, he let go of his hands and let Rong Wen cover his eyes.

"Why did you stop me just now?" After a while, he leaned on Rong Wen and asked.

"I have a plan to deal with it over there, so don't startle the snake." Rong Wen had already slowed down for most of the time, and his voice returned to normal, but his palms still refused to move away from his eyes.

"Then... are you injured?" After calming down for a while, he smelled the faint scent of blood in the air, and frowned.

After a moment of silence, a voice came from the top of my head again, "It's okay... the illusion is a bit powerful, I cut it myself."

Combined with the picture he saw just now, he understood that it was probably the monster who knew how to control human emotions and desires, and Rong Wen hurt himself in order to stay awake.

He was a little angry, pushed away Rong Wen's palm and turned around, looking up at him, "Where?"

Not knowing what he was going to do, Rong Wen obediently handed over the injured hand.

There was a cut in the center of the palm where the bone was deep, but luckily the blood had coagulated.He performed spells to clean the wound, and attached a little divine breath to it to protect the wound.

After finishing, he looked at Rong Wen, intending to ask the ins and outs of the matter.

Rong Wen was also looking down at him, between the two of them staring at each other, he choked on a word, just now the scene in the house flashed before his eyes, he hastily let go of Rong Wen's palm, gave a dry cough, and turned his back.

Although Rong Wen didn't see the scene in the house, but seeing his behavior like this, he probably guessed something, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The author has something to say:

Today my wife said that he believes in me, trust me = has a good impression of me = likes me = must be me = loves me.

My wife loves me! Hehehe, my wife loves me!

——Excerpt from Little Fox's Diary

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