After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Qi Hua added, "Especially stay away from Qi Ren."

His tone was gentle, but his eyes were cold, as if he hated this person extremely.

Sheng Zhao pretended to be puzzled: "Why? You are the young master of the Qi family, how could anyone dare to kill me? Aren't they afraid of your disposal?"

During his words, he obviously didn't take Qi Hua's words to heart, instead he comforted Qi Hua: "Besides, I get along well with your senior brother."

"I'll tell you the secrets in the future." Qi Hua avoided answering, then his face straightened: "Sheng Zhao."

He was determined, and it would not be too late to let Sheng Zhao remember it in his heart. At this moment, his black eyes were silently persuading.

Sheng Zhao patted the pastry crumbs on his hands, and when he looked at them like this, his hands paused: "Huh?"

It's rare for Qi Hua to say every word, forcing her on the surface: "In the Qi family, the only one you can trust is me."

Sheng Zhao saw that he was not in the right mood, so he didn't ask any more questions, just raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, I only believe you."

Qi Hua was the only figure in his beautiful eyes, as if he really answered Qi Hua's words and relied on her wholeheartedly.

Seeing this, Qi Hua's brows softened instantly, and he stroked Sheng Zhao's hair: "I have something important to do in a few days, and I have to go out for a day or two."

"I can't take care of you anymore, you pay attention to yourself."

Sheng Zhao was a little curious, but seeing that Qi Hua didn't say it clearly, he suppressed it again: "I'll write it down."

Qi Hua pursed her lips, becoming a lot better and more attractive.

Sheng Zhao's next sentence made Qi Hua's smile froze, dispelling the idea, and he said, "Qi Hua, I want to go out too."

"The town of Qi's family must be richer than that of my sect. I want to go out and have a look. I can wear a mask and be careful. No one will be able to find out who I am."

Qi Hua frowned: "The turmoil has not passed yet, let's take a look."

How could he be willing to let Sheng Zhao out?Had to perfunctorily refuse.

Sheng Zhao was dissatisfied, he stayed in Qi's mansion for quite a while, and he couldn't go too far, so he watched and played in Qi Hua's yard day and night, and he got tired of watching it.

He was very itchy about "going out", and said softly: "Aren't you at ease when you go with me?"

Qi Hua sighed softly: "Zhao Zhao, you're blaming me again. I don't want to lock you up, but the situation is serious, and I'm worried that something will happen to you."

Besides, when he returned to Qi's house, he couldn't play with ordinary people in the market like he was at the foot of Jianzong Mountain.

The only places he can go are arty places.

Sheng Zhao was speechless, and after a long time, he finally compromised sullenly: "That's all right, I won't go out."

Qi Hua softened her expression, "Zhao Zhao, be good."

Sheng Zhao was silent.

It broke up again.

-

In the past few days, the number of times Sheng Zhao and Qi Hua met has become less and less, and yesterday they didn't even see each other at all. On the contrary, other children of the Qi family came more and more frequently.

It's like, one side declines and the other flourishes.

Sheng Zhao sat at the tea table looking at Xue in annoyance, when someone called him from behind.

He turned his head and slowly watched the other party walk in front of him. At the last step, Sheng Zhao finally remembered who the other party was.

Sheng Zhao lightly raised his lips: "What kind of tea will you make me today?"

Qi Ren lifted his robe and sat down, rolled up his sleeves: "I wonder if Qi Ren will be lucky enough to taste the tea made by Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Zhao didn't know much about tea art, he was very helpless: "I don't know."

Qi Ren: "I'll teach you."

He said he wanted Sheng Zhao to cook it, but in fact he piled the fire stones under the water, boiled the water and did nothing.

Qi Ren crushed the tea cake finely, sprinkled the powder lightly in the cup, poured boiling water down, and when the lid was opened again, the tea color was as white as milk and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

And his movements are smooth and smooth.

Sheng Zhao took a sip and said with a smile: "Only the tea you brewed is not so bitter after drinking."

"Like clear water, but also astringent and sweet."

Qi Ren paused, and accidentally spilled boiling water out, his fingers were scalded, and when he loosened his hand, the teacup hit the table, and the dripping tea stained his clothes again.

He got up in a panic, and frantically dried the wet clothes with his spiritual energy, and laughed: "I made Mr. Sheng laugh."

What a shame.

Qi Ren looked at the young man in red with his chin resting on his face, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were eye-catching. Just a casual word from the other party made him lose his guard and was thrown into chaos.

Sheng Zhao knew in his heart why Qi Ren lost control, but he pretended to be surprised on his face, and smiled again: "It's nothing."

Then another topic was raised: "Are you the only one here today?"

Qi Ren nodded: "Well, only me."

Qi Ren said in his heart that anyone who could compete with Qi Hua would be killed by Qi Hua until he was the only one left.

Now that Qi Hua was gone, of course it was only him.

Sheng Zhao thought of something and looked hesitant.

Qi Ren noticed it and asked, "Young Master Sheng, you might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Sheng Zhao: "I seldom see Qi Hua recently, and he didn't come back yesterday, do you know what he's busy with?"

Qi Ren curled his lips, but his smile was a little weird: "He didn't tell you about it."

Sheng Zhao was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? He only told me that he was busy recently."

Qi Ren shook his head: "The young master doesn't dare, he is afraid to tell you that you will look down on him."

Sheng Zhao: "?"

Qi Hua doesn't seem to be such a sensitive person.

Qi Ren lightly raised his eyebrows: "Young Master Sheng, don't you believe me?"

Sheng Zhao shook his head in embarrassment.

Qi Ren played with the teacup: "Young master is famous and wears a sword in red. He is young, but his cultivation level is not low. Presumably the young master is the apprentice of Wuwang Immortal Venerable in the rumors. He is the first in Tianjiao and Jianzong Shengzhao."

The rumors in Qi Ren's mouth were all about Sheng Zhaohao's resume, but he didn't mention a word about the Daoist Companion Ceremony with Sword Master Yuan Qing, making use of his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses.

Sheng Zhao was flattered, and only then did he realize the ability of the Qi family to talk to people and talk to the devil.

Qi Ren continued: "If I guess correctly, the young master will stay with you until he comes back."

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Yes, we played near Jianzong for a few days."

Qi Ren smiled lowly: "This is against the rules. Everyone in our Qi family, whether they eat casually outside like ordinary people, crowded with the crowd regardless of their image, or set foot in brothels and other places of all kinds, are all unacceptable. Allowed."

"Not to mention, he even brought you back, son."

Qi Ren took a sip of the tea in the cup: "The young master should be glad that no one recognized his identity all the way down the road."

"Otherwise, he should be punished more severely."

It took Sheng Zhao a while to react, and he couldn't believe it: "He was dealt with because of these insignificant things?!"

"And it's all because of me." He looked a little dazed: "What does it have to do with Qi Hua?"

"I killed him."

Qi Ren tapped his fingertips between Sheng Zhao's lips. He enjoyed the soft touch, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and said in a warm voice, "Shen Yan, the young master is a distinguished guest of the Qi family, and all this has nothing to do with the young master."

Sheng Zhao: "But—"

Qi Ren pressed lightly: "Shh, this is our tacit decision. As long as the young master doesn't say anything, we will treat it as if there is no young master in Qi's mansion, and Sword Master will not be able to find you."

"This is the right that the young master should have, and it is also our gift to you." Qi Ren chuckled: "Otherwise, Mr. Sheng thinks that the young master is obviously unwilling, so why can we still see the young master."

"Because he is afraid that as long as someone has a rebellious heart, he will be able to expose the existence of the young master."

Sheng Zhao slightly turned his face away, annoyed and silent.

Because of his movements, Qi Ren's fingers brushed against the side of his face, tender and slippery, so soft that people dare not touch them lightly, and I don't know if his fingertips will leave Sheng Zhaoxiang's soft and charming breath .

Qi Ren pretended to be stunned, and withdrew his hand: "Sorry, I'm overstepping the rules."

He took another sip of tea as a cover-up, and thoughtfully comforted him: "Young master, don't worry, after this disposal is over, the Qi family has acquiesced that you can live in the Qi mansion, and no one dares to talk anymore."

Sheng Zhao was silent for a long time before taking a deep breath: "Qi Ren, can you tell me what punishment Qi Hua received and where did he receive the punishment?"

Qi Ren understood the meaning of Sheng Zhao's words, and the latter was obviously overwhelmed with worry, and wanted to find Qi Hua and stay with Qi Hua.

Sheng Zhao tightly clutched the teacup in his hand, as if he was so nervous and guilty that his fingers turned white, and lowered his head: "I want to see him, and it's because of me, so what's the point of asking him to suffer all by himself?"

"I can't get over it."

Qi Ren looked embarrassed: "The family rules are strict, I can't tell the young master."

Sheng Zhao stood up, squatted down beside Qi Ren, supported the table, raised his face, his eyes were flushed, as if he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, and his voice was a little softer than usual: "Qi Ren, just tell me .”

"Consider that I owe you a favor. When the matter is over, you can make a request to me, okay?"

Qi Ren looked down at him, then turned his face away: "My lord, don't make things difficult for me."

Sheng Zhao was anxious and dragged out his voice: "Qi Ren."

This cry reached the bottom of Qi Ren's heart, the ending sound was extraordinarily soft because of the prolongation, and because of asking for others, the pride was also removed.

It's so numb, it makes people feel that the other party has only oneself, and only oneself can help him.

Qi Ren's throat felt astringent again, fearing that the teacup would fall on the table again, he hastily let go of his hand and smiled wryly: "Master, you really know how to use your strengths to firmly grasp my weakness."

He spoke softly, more like muttering to himself.

Sheng Zhao didn't hear clearly, and asked in confusion, "What?"

Qi Ren shook his head and sighed slightly: "It's nothing."

"I can take you there, but the young master has to suffer."

Sheng Zhao showed his face again, and urged: "It's just a little bit of a pain, just talk about it sooner."

Qi Ren said succinctly: "Ghost ancestral hall, kneel for a day."

He said in his heart, but I am not willing to let the young master eat it.

Sheng Zhao stood up: "Come on, let's go now."

He walked out of the gazebo impatiently, snow falling on his shoulders.

The next moment, Qi Ren held up an umbrella and covered Sheng Zhao under the umbrella to block the wind and snow in front of him: "Don't worry, just listen to me in detail."

The two walked together.

Qi Ren: "The ghost ancestral hall is located in the back mountain, and it suppresses thousands of innocent souls. The ancestors were selfless and voluntarily suppressed their grievances with the original soul."

"That's right, there are not only nameless souls buried there, but also all the dead people of the Qi family throughout the ages."

Sheng Zhao frowned.

Qi Ren: "As long as it is the Qi family, they are not allowed to use spiritual power after entering. They can only kneel and face the ancestors and ancestors, and let the ghosts howl."

"This is a punishment, and it also makes us remember the glory of the Qi family in the past, and reflect on our actions that have insulted the reputation of the Qi family."

Sheng Zhao sneered, "Your family rules are really strict."

It's like being lowered and sick.

Qi Ren: "The young master is rarely punished."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Zhao began to feel guilty again.

Seeing Sheng Zhao's silence, Qi Ren saw it, and sighed helplessly: "I didn't say this to make you feel guilty. The young master doesn't care about you, but to satisfy his own selfish desire."

"He got the fun of playing and wants to keep you private, so he should be punished." Qi Ren smiled warmly, but his eyes were indifferent, full of ridicule.

After Sheng Zhao heard this, he felt that Qi Ren was a man of temperament, and he thanked him sincerely: "Thank you for comforting me, I know it well."

Qi Ren: "My son's words are my birthright."

He sighed again in his heart, not to comfort, but to let you see clearly.

They didn't say much after that, Sheng Zhao was impatient, Qi Ren shrunk into an inch with him, and walked to the back mountain in a few quarters of an hour.

The ghost ancestral hall is located on the mountainside, surrounded by towering trees, so there is no sunlight.

The old wood is decorated with large white silk flowers, while yellow talismans are densely pasted all over the entire ancestral hall, and yellow paper is flying everywhere.

It's not like an ancestral hall, but more like a Yizhuang.

It was not the ancestors of the Qi family who were buried, but the lonely ghosts who died tragically.

Sheng Zhao hadn't entered yet, and with a sweep of his consciousness from a distance, he could see a thick black mist like mucus, and the overwhelming resentment and hatred, with so much malice.

Qi Ren shook off an umbrella of snow before handing the umbrella to Sheng Zhao: "The ghost ancestral hall is here."

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You guys don't know how painful this chapter is, I can't count how many times I have written Qi Ren as Qi Hua, hate it!