I'm bent when dressed as a woman's boss

Liu Xuan felt that the shadow of death had always hung over their heads, and it had never been far away.

In the beginning, in the capital, he had to face unknown assassinations and the murder of the emperor.

Later, it was Yuan Suwen who became obsessed, and although he got the second part of Getaway, he didn't completely get rid of this demon.

Afterwards, due to various misunderstandings and coincidences, he was hit by the Ice Supper Palm, and he was in danger... It was Gu Feng'er who saved him, but it only temporarily suppressed his toxicity.

But since it is a misunderstanding, there is always a way to solve it. Liu Xuan is not worried about this matter, or it can be said that worrying is useless.

After all, at present, the most urgent thing is for him to get the whereabouts of the faceless ghost Qiu Biandu.

In this way, Yaori God Sect won't get a bad reputation of pretending to be gods and ghosts in front of the crowd of martial arts masters.

However, man is not a machine, and he is not as strong as he thinks.

Facing Yuan Suwen's sudden departure, he fell into an unspeakably depressed mood, and he didn't even have the heart to think about the Wulin League.

He fell on the bed in a daze, stared blankly at the peach hairpin in his hand, and remembered that Yuan Suwen always had a faint fragrance of flowers on his body.

At that time, Yuan Suwen was lying in his arms, and he asked him why his body smelled so fragrant, Yuan Suwen just buried himself in his chest and laughed, asking him in a low voice if he liked it.

It was only now that Liu Xuan realized it in a daze.

Yuan Su asked with a smile, his infatuation was never given to him, but to the original owner.

As for Liu Xuan, he was just a despicable thief who stole everything without knowing it, but he didn't even get a chance to return it.

The next day, Yang Ji came to Liu Xuan's room and saw his tall body, curled up on the bed like a baby, holding a hairpin tightly in his hand.

He took a closer look, and remembered that it was the one his sister-in-law often wore, and he immediately understood.

Yang Ji woke Liu Xuan up, pointed to the hairpin in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother, if you don't want to part with your sister-in-law, go and chase her back."

Liu Xuan just woke up from his sleep, his eyes were a little dull, and after a while, he regained his clarity, "You don't understand, some people want to leave, and they can't be chased back. Besides, I can't leave about the Wulin League."

He got up quickly, put on his clothes neatly and went out.

"Brother, wait, you forgot this—" Yang Ji caught up and put on the red scarf for him.

Liu Xuan looked at the red scarf around his collar, and his heart was filled with warmth.

That's right, he is no longer alone, he is still the leader of the Sun God Sect, and he is responsible for the development of the Sun God Sect, as well as for the disciples and believers of the Sun God Sect.

Even though he really wanted to know where Yuan Suwen went now, he really wanted to drop everything and catch up.

But he couldn't do this, not because he couldn't get back the dodder flower that didn't belong to him, but because he was no longer the Liu Xuan who was alone in the past.

When we arrived at the Wulin League, there were coffins and spiritual tablets in the mourning hall, seven lamps were lit on the coffin lid, and several bald monks were beating on wooden fish and reading long and painful Buddhist scriptures.

Song Yixian's wife and son were wearing filial piety clothes. When they saw Liu Xuan approaching, they came forward to kneel him in small steps. Liu Xuan didn't dare to accept it. He immediately held her arm and pulled her up.

Mrs. Song should know what happened yesterday, and cried very sadly. She begged Liu Xuan to catch Qiu Biandu for her deceased husband and avenge him. She would like to be a vegetarian all her life and pray for Liu Xuan in front of the Buddha every day.

Fang Jingkun came to comfort Mrs. Song, telling her to mourn and not to be too sad.

Ask Liu Xuan again, ask God if you are ready.

Liu Xuan hesitated for a while, and heard someone whispering.

——Is it really useful?Could it be a liar?

——I'm afraid Mrs. Song will be sad again, wouldn't it be a sin?

——In today's world, people's hearts are not ancient, and there are too many people who are trying to catch fame!

He sighed softly, looked at Fang Jingkun, "Master Fang, everything is ready."

The Yizhou envoy brought up the things he ordered yesterday, lit candles, and offered them before the incense table.

He was wearing a white robe, with a red scarf tied around his neck, holding a golden scepter in his hand, with a serious expression...it looked like that.

Then, he read a passage, but none of the people present could understand it, they didn't understand it, they just thought it was the words to communicate with Yaori God.

But in fact, Liu Xuan was just reading: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony..." and he was a little distracted.

He already knew the whereabouts of the faceless ghost Qiu Biandu.

Contrary to what Duan Baiyun and the others learned, it is true that most of these ten little ghosts haunt Guangzhou, but in fact, their lair is in Yancheng, right under the eyes of the Wulin League.

As the saying goes, it's dark under the lights, and for so many years, no one has found their traces.

But it may also be because they never committed crimes in Yancheng.

This time Qiu Biandu saw all the sects gathered in Yancheng, and for a moment, he was moved. In order to practice martial arts, he killed the disciples of the Wulin League, and was bumped into by Song Yixian again. He simply did nothing and killed Song Yixian as well. .

Then, he came to Zizhu Street, entered a teahouse run by a blind old lady, and disappeared.

And under this teahouse is a vast and magnificent underground palace, where the gold and silver treasures collected by these ten ghosts with various cruel and terrifying methods are piled up.

The entrance of the underground palace is in the backyard of the teahouse, under a cellar.

Liu Xuan finished his mind-wandering and hypnotic reading. He opened his eyes, as if he had returned to the world. get together."

Fang Jingkun came closer, "Master Liu, you mean that apart from Qiu Biandu, the other nine ghosts are here!"

Everyone was in an uproar, "Where is it? Where is Zizhu Street?"

Liu Xuan turned around and walked out, someone came to pull him, "Speak clearly!"

Those who said they didn't believe it all scrambled around him, eager to get an answer from his mouth, "Say it, tell it quickly!"

Liu Xuan threw out the magic staff, blocking the people in front of him.

Yang Ji and Duan Baiyun chased after him, "Brother, where are you going?"

Liu Xuan blinked and looked back at them, "Didn't you hear that?"

Yang Ji scratched his head, "What did you hear?"

Duan Baiyun tapped the back of his head, "Idiot, Brother Liu said that that evil spirit is hiding in the teahouse on Zizhu Street."

Liu Xuan smiled and said, "Haven't you guys really heard that someone is selling peach blossoms outside. He likes peach blossoms, so I'm going to buy one as a gift for him."

"What?" Duan Baiyun didn't scratch his head, "Aren't you talking about Qiu Biandu, what's the matter with Taohua!"

Yang Ji slapped him on the forehead, "You're stupid, of course the peach blossoms are for my sister-in-law. No, it's summer, where did the peach blossoms come from?"

He raised his eyes and saw that Liu Xuan was no longer visible, so he hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and chased him out.

Liu Xuan walked out from the side door, and saw a little girl in a pink shirt from a distance, holding a basket in her arm, filled with bright peach blossoms, very beautiful.

He quickly chased after her, "Little girl, how do you sell your peach blossoms?"

The little girl turned around, with a white and tender face, she smiled innocently, "Brother, my peach blossoms are different from ordinary peach blossoms, they are the most fragrant, and I need five coppers for one, you buy me one, it will bless you Be safe."

Liu Xuan saw that the flowers in her basket were really lush and tender, and they were blooming just right, so he took out a piece of silver, "I bought all the flowers in your basket."

The little girl quickly covered the basket with her hands, "No, no, I will only sell you one. You know my flowers, ordinary people want to buy them, but I don't sell them. It's because you are so handsome, big brother, that I make an exception and sell you!" "

Liu Xuan felt a little strange in his heart, and always felt that there was an important thing that he hadn't remembered, but the girl had already taken out a flower branch from the flower basket and handed it to him, "Big brother, listen, my flower is Isn't it very fragrant?"

He took over the flower branch, and the peach blossoms grew very well, the branches and leaves were all removed, the green was less and the red was more, only a dozen or so peach blossoms were left on it.

He put the peach blossom in his nose and smelled it carefully, it was indeed very fragrant, he thought in his heart, if Yuan Su asked to see it, he would definitely like it too.

After a while, he felt his head suddenly heavy, his body went limp for a while, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

Only then did he remember what he had forgotten.

Among the ten little ghosts in front of the King of Hell's Hall, there is a Peach Blossom Demon.

She was born small, and has always looked like a little girl. She likes to wear pink clothes and peach blossoms. its use.

This is the second time, Liu Xuan fell into the little girl's hands.

He remembered reading a saying that the four types of people who are most difficult to mess with when walking in the rivers and lakes are monks, Taoists, beggars and lonely women.

Liu Xuan has verified the importance of this sentence with his own experience, not only women who walk alone, but also little girls who walk alone, don't underestimate it either!