After Xianjun lost his memory, Mozun just wanted to leave his husband

Early the next morning, Yin Wancan and Chu Shichao stood in front of the butcher's stall facing the morning fog.

There are not many pedestrians on the road, only a few hawkers are busy to and fro.

"Brother," Yin Wanshen tapped twice on the engraved signboard in front of the butcher shop, "what are you doing here so early?"

"Quiet."

Chu Shichao had one hand behind his back, holding the hilt of the sword in the other, with a tall and straight figure, and his slanted shadow was attached to his white boots. Yin Wanshen thought in a daze that he was stepping on the waves of the black water under Yuxiaotian Mountain.

There are other people around, so the butcher's temperament may not reveal the details.It's better to come earlier, so there are fewer people to talk to.

Yin Wanshen's eyes were sleepy, and she yawned lightly.After forming a contract with Chu Shichao, he didn't get up until noon every day, but he got up early today, which is really hard for others.

Chu Shichao heard him yawning and looked down at him. In the past, Chu Zong's disciples had already got up to practice at this time, and Yin Wancan had been slacking off following him these days, and he had to practice more after returning to the Zong.

Yin Wancan, who was so sleepy, didn't know that his number one Taoist companion secretly arranged a number of trials for him, for fear that he would be useless.

If you know...

It seems that there is nothing to do, who made Chu Shichao lose his memory.

Yin Wan leaned against the wooden door, and Chu Shichao stood upright, waiting for an hour.

"Didn't you say he would come early?" Yin Wanshen looked up at Chu Shichao, furious.The small vendors next to it have already opened, and they haven't even seen the shadow of the butcher.

When something happened unexpectedly, Chu Shichao clenched his fist with one hand and put it to his lips and coughed, his voice lowered a few degrees, "I'll ask."

The town is not big, and what happened to someone's family will spread throughout the meal.

After asking, I found out that the butcher's wife suffered from the cold yesterday, and he is taking care of her at home today.

Hearing this, Yin Wanshen straightened up, stretched, and patted Chu Shichao on the waist as he passed by, "Let's go."

"Where?"

"His house." Yin Wanshen threw a piece of silver into the hand of the peddler beside him, raised his chin, "Lead the way."

The peddler's whole day's business could not be worth this ingot of silver, so he put away his stall with great joy, responded happily, and led the two of them to the butcher's house.

"Don't open your mouth after you go in," Yin Wanshen recalled the scene of the butcher splashing pig's blood on Chu Shichao, and felt blocked, "I'll tell you."

It wasn't that Chu Shichao didn't believe him, but he knew how irritating Yin Wanshen's mouth was, so he refused, "I'll do it."

The two walked side by side, and the hawker who led the way walked obediently ahead, not daring to look back.

Seeing the situation, Yin Wan wanted to coax Chu Shichao with the tricks he used to coax Chu Shichao before.

I don't know if it works or not, I'll just try it.

"Senior brother," Yin Wansan pinched the cold white tassel on Chu Shichao's saber with his scallioned fingers, casually tugged at it, his brows were slightly frowned, and a look of worry appeared on his face as cold as the moon, "don't force it."

Chu Shichao was afraid of Yin Wan's good and bad temper.Seeing that his expression suddenly changed, and he was in a bad mood, he pressed two fingers against Yin Wanshen's wrist and pushed him away, "I won't force you."

Yin Wanshen was still pinching the sword tassel with her fingers, shaking it casually, and Chu Shi's waist was itchy softly.He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yin Wanshen's face, across the sharp jaw, and involuntarily stopped on Yin Wanshen's left earlobe.

The sunlight just happened to shine on Yin Wanshen, leaving a glowing pendant on his small and delicate earlobe.

Chu Shichao took a deep breath, turned his head quickly, and forcefully pushed Yin Wanshen away, his voice was cold: "No nonsense."

Seeing that he didn't like this, Yin Wanshen snorted, and resumed his cold and inaccessible posture.

In the past, Chu Shichao coaxed him to do nothing, but today he finally took the initiative, but Chu Shichao pretended to be reserved.

The more Yin Wansan thought about it, the more angry he became, what's the use of keeping this Taoist couple? !Stay in Yuxiaotian as a disaster talisman!

The peddler didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them at all, he still led the way with a smile, grinning to the back of his head.

"Two immortal masters, here we are." The peddler stopped in front of a wooden house, "The little one will leave first."

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Yin Wancan frowned undisguisedly.He stretched out his hand to make a fan, and slapped his nose twice.The bloody filth/filth is extremely unbearable.

Chu Shichao was one step ahead of him and knocked on the door.

After a while, someone answered the door, it was the butcher.

Through the door, Yin Wancan looked at the butcher again.He was tall and strong, and even stronger than Chu Shichao.The arms are as thick as two ordinary people, and Kong Wu's powerful hands can probably slap a person to death with one slap.

Yin Wancan calmly hooked the soft sword in his sleeve, to guard against the butcher's attack.

But the butcher only glanced at it lightly, as if he knew that the two of them would come, opened the door, turned sideways, "Come in."

Chu Shichao advanced, Yin Wanshen lowered his hands, and walked into the yard at a leisurely pace.

"You can ask." The butcher sat down on the stone table in the courtyard without letting the two of them into the house.

Chu Shi glanced at Yin Wanshen from the corner of his eye, and saw him staring away with a cold face.After being stunned for a moment, he turned to the butcher: "As far as we know, the only one you saw was a monk."

"I don't know about others." The butcher had a sullen face and clenched his big hands. "All I see are people."

"Is his face recognizable?"

"Nothing special," the butcher frowned, recalling carefully, "he was dressed in a black robe with a sword at his waist. If you say..."

"Ok?"

"He looks young, but he speaks like an old man." This is the only characteristic that the butcher can think of.

Yin Wanshen listened quietly, a person who cultivates the Tao with a heart maintains his appearance according to the strength of his skills/laws.People with higher mana last longer, and vice versa.What the butcher said was clearly an old monk who had nothing but skin.

"Has there ever been something he used?"

Whatever Yin Wancan could think of, Chu Shichao would definitely be able to.Now that he is clear, he will not waste any more time, and he can pursue the murderer only after confirmation.

The butcher shook his head, showing disdain in his words, "You cultivators don't touch our mortal things."

He patted the stone table, and the stone table trembled twice, "He has only sat on the stone chair."

Chu Shi nodded clearly, his joints were clear, his fingers full of strength rested on the stone table, his eyes closed, a white light flashed between his brows, rose to the air and exploded like fireworks, and then scattered to Quartet.

This trick is called "Ching the Wind", and Chu Zong's school is a low-level skill/method to detect spiritual power, and all Chu Zong's disciples know it.

"Singing the wind" has the same effect as spreading spiritual consciousness, but it can protect the caster's spiritual consciousness from being harmed.

And Yin Wancan, who is a fake disciple of the Chu sect, can only watch the fun and investigate the Chu Shichao Guardian/Dharma with all his heart.

"He..." The butcher seldom stuttered, his fingers clenched together uneasily.

Yin Wanshen put her finger in front of her lips, signaling him to keep silent.

After a few breaths, Chu Shichao opened his eyes.The disappearing whiteness reappeared and disappeared between his brows.

"Found it?" Yin Wan asked.

"Yes." Chu Shichao stood up, "I found it."

The two looked at each other, and Yin Wan realized that the place was in the west forest mentioned earlier.

"where?!"

The butcher suddenly opened his eyes wide and grabbed Chu Shichao's arm.His eyes widened angrily, his veins bulged, and he roared like a wild beast in the mountains.

No matter how much he tugged, Chu Shichao remained motionless and easily broke free from the butcher's grip.

Yin Wan was dissatisfied, pinched the butcher's wrist with two fingers and stretched it towards Chu Shichao again, "Sorry we can't tell, you can just wait for the news at home."

"Fart!" The butcher pushed Yin Wanshen away, his eyes were bloodshot, "That's the one who killed my daughter! I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

Hearing this, Yin Wanshen's eyes flickered.

"Perhaps at the expense of life?"

"Life is worth a few taels of silver, and I'll tear him into pieces!" The butcher and Yin Wanshen looked at each other with hatred in their eyes.

As a Demon Lord, Yin Wancan is not surprised by such things.Now that the butcher has figured it out, there's no harm in going.Revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice, he has always judged cases like this.

He smiled, his brows and eyes were cold.Just as he was about to speak, the hand hanging by his side was suddenly grabbed by Chu Shichao.

"You can't go." Chu Shichao interrupted forcefully like a bewitched butcher.

"I think it's okay." Yin Wancan let Chu Shichao hold it, and looked at him with provocative eyes, "Why not avenge my daughter."

"Nonsense." Chu Shichao's eyes darkened, and he lost the smile that tolerated Yin Wanshen before, and he was really angry.

But the butcher became more and more angry and almost lost control.He stood up abruptly, looking for butcher knives all over the yard, muttering, "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!!"

He couldn't find the butcher's knife, so he stared at the sword at Chu Shichao's waist.

When he rushed over, Chu Shichao dodged and easily restrained his thick wrist.

Chu Shichao's calm and shocking voice exploded in the butcher's ears, "Think about your wife!"

The voice was accompanied by a few weak coughs.

The butcher was pressed down on the stone table by Chu Shichao, his rough face turned red, but the scarletness in his eyes gradually faded.He trembled slightly, and after a while, only his suppressed crying could be heard in the yard.

Knowing that he was awake, Chu Shichao let go of his hand, "Sorry."

The butcher struggled to get up, and his strong body fell to the ground.Looking up at Yin Wanshen and the two, despite his unwillingness, he gritted his teeth amid his wife's cough and said, "We must kill him!"

"Don't worry." Yin Wanshen knelt down on one knee, staring straight at the butcher with eyes without a trace of emotion, "I will never let you down."

The butcher closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of tears flowed down.

Before leaving, Yin Wanshen took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and put it on the stone table, "Give it to your wife once every three days."

Before the butcher could respond, Yin Wanshen had disappeared.

Chu Shichao's heart skipped a beat, but Yin Wanshen disappeared right where he was.He hastily opened up his spiritual sense to look for someone, but fortunately he was able to find the trace.

But in an instant, Yin Wanshen was blocked by Chu Shichao on his way to the forest to the west.

Chu Shichao became impatient, "If you act without authorization, you should be punished."

"Instigating murder should be punished."

"If you don't obey orders, you should be punished."

Yin Wanshen was annoyed by the series of punishments that should be punished by Chu Shichao. He is not a disciple of Chu Zong, so it has nothing to do with whether he is punished or not!

The rules of Cangbi Peak can't cure those who want to know the sky!

He was angry, and now he just wanted to kill people and put out the fire.

Seeing that Yin Wancan insisted on going his own way, he did not repent at all.Chu Shichao's face sank completely, and he said without hesitation, "You should be punished for overreaching yourself!"

Yin Wanshen raised her eyes fiercely, almost laughing angrily. He took a step forward without fear, and Chu Shichao's sword, Shimian, stabbed straight at his waist.

"Senior Brother Chu," he said sarcastically, with the corners of his lips curled up, but the corners of his eyes were uncurved, "Do you want to punish yourself, or do I punish myself, eh?"

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