Disciple's rebellion

Wang Zhen stroked his sleeves lightly, and Wanwan smiled: "Yes, it's me." He looked at Qin Huai with loose hair and pale face, and sighed softly: "I still figured out this seal." He jumped off the peach branch , raised his sleeve and caressed Qin Huai's face, and said with a stern smile: "Look at Ning Jie, she looks more like that bitch Jiang Li. She has the world in her heart and sacrificed for love."

Wang Zhen walked behind Qin Huai, grabbed Qin Huai's neck with his right hand, and his black nails forced Qin Huai to raise his face, facing Ning Jie and the others.

Wang Zhen smiled mischievously: "In the end when Qin Huai was killed by Wang Hui, I used the power of chaos to keep her soul in her body. Let her watch the whole stick of incense, and let her watch her in pain. The husband of her life took out the dead baby from her stomach with his own hands, and let her watch how Wang Fan collected so many male corpses and pressed her and the formed child under Shangdang Mountain."

Ning Jie clenched his hands tightly: "Yuan Xi died of dystocia. If you really love her and meet Qin Huai who is very similar to her, you shouldn't compare your heart to her! Why torture her like this!"

Wang Zhen's nails pierced into Qin Huai's face, and blood oozed out of her newly born facial muscles, just like Qin Huai's spiritual consciousness returned, thinking of the pain of dying, and shed tears of blood.

Wang Zhen roared angrily: "Qin Huai is not Xixi! It's a hypocritical Jiangli. She died, but the humiliation and pain were all left to Xixi!"

Wang Zhen's face convulsed, and he shouted loudly: "Xixi's belly is the child of that monster Jiang Yuan! If Jiang Li really has the world in his heart, then it's not her who is insulted by the miasma, but my Xixi!"

Ning Jie wanted to say something, but his mood fluctuated violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mi Chen frowned, and poured in more spiritual energy.

Ning Jie raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to stare at Wang Zhen, and said, "That's why you let the bride and groom in Rushan jump the tree hand in hand. The dog sacrificed in front of the tree symbolizes Jiang Yuanjiang's father and son, and the chicken represents Zhuo Yuanxi. That’s why you stabbed the chicken to death directly, and let the dog bleed to death with more knives, so as to vent your hatred for Jiang Yuan and his son.”

Wang Zhen let go of Qin Huai's hand, and said with a light smile, "I didn't expect you to know me quite well. What you said is right." Speaking of this, Wang Zhen suddenly showed doubts and asked: "But I'm really curious, are you How did you suspect me? You know, after I met you, every word I said was imitating that hypocrite Xixi and Jiang Li."

As Wang Zhen said, his every move is imitating Jiang Li and Yuan Xi, so the doubts he first met slowly dissipated in the words about taboos, some were guilt, and self-pity that he had seen through and persisted.

Ning Jie replied: "The chicken's death method is too special."

Before Ning Jie was accepted as a disciple by Mi Chen, he wandered in the human world for a long time.He has seen killing chickens, usually by cutting their throats and letting the blood out, but he has never seen a knife stabbing a chicken's abdomen.

After entering Liangling, although He Yin didn't like him, as a senior brother, he was very responsible.The first time Ning Jie went down the mountain to practice, it was He Yin who went with him.

It was a couple who died.

The flesh of the husband was tortured to death.Compared with the tragic situation of the husband, apart from the traces of dying struggle on the wife's body, there is only a fatal mark on the abdomen.

Both of them were filled with black chaotic energy. Although Ning Jie also found it strange, although he thought about whether it was a monk who borrowed a knife to kill someone, the wounds of the husband and wife were definitely injured by the unique weapons of the demons, and the energy of chaos Things, except for the demons, the monks couldn't control them at all, and finally locked their targets on the little demons and monsters near the village.

Coincidentally, there really is a little devil who likes to come to human homes at night to find something to eat.

Ning Jie catches Mo and puts him in front of He Yin.

He Yin didn't speak, but let Ning Jie figure it out.

Ning Jie asked Xiaomo to see the couple's corpses.

What's more coincidental is that the knife wounds on the couple's bodies are exactly the same as those cut by Xiaomo's weapon.

But Xiaomo refused to admit that he killed the person, and said that he went to a human's house to steal food a few days ago, lost his weapon, and just fished it out of the river today.

Ning Jie looked at He Yin, who sat aside without any hint.

Ning Jie pursed his lips, and said to Xiaomo, "What evidence do you have to prove that you lost the knife, and how do you prove that there is someone else who can use your knife besides you!"

Xiao Mo was terrified, and could only cry loudly: "I don't know how I can prove it! I can't prove it! But I'm telling the truth!"

Ning Jie was at a loss, not threatening or comforting, so he had to knock the demon unconscious, Qi Qi Ai Ai walked up to He Yin and asked, "Senior brother."

He Yin glanced at him lightly and said, "What do you think?"

Ning Jie pursed his lips and said firmly, "I think this demon is telling the truth."

He Yin sneered, and said: "The devil is used to showing people kindness and sincerity."

As soon as these words came out, He Yin's meaning was very obvious.

He thought the monster was lying.

He Yin looked at Ning Jie fixedly, and said, "I'll ask you again, what do you think?"

Ning Jie clenched his hands tightly.

After a long time, Ning Jie replied, "I believe him."

He Yin stood up and said, "Very well, you are right."

Although the couple's bodies were full of traces of demons, there was vomit in the room, meat and wild vegetables in the vomit, obviously these vomits were not from demons.

The silk handkerchief that fell next to it has traces of wiping, and this village does not open the door to strangers at night and welcome them into the room, so this person and the couple must know each other.

More importantly, the wife has traces of being violated.

Although this demon has opened his mind, like Ning Jie, he doesn't know much about the relationship between men and women.

Ning Jie raised his hand to cover the wound and continued: "It was only then that I realized that piercing a woman's body with a sharp object has the meaning of invasion."

Speaking of this, Ning Jie sneered, "But what you said touched the bottom of my heart, so even if I saw the mandarin duck roof in your residence, I never doubted you."

Wang Zhen is really interested now, "Then why did you doubt me in the end?"

Ning Jie's brows and eyes drew sarcasm: "You don't keep the rules, but you are polite when my master wants to move the river. Also, when crossing the river, you deliberately threw the oars at us to confuse us , to cover up the fact that the river is not dynamic."

Wang Zhen patted and praised: "Not bad, not bad at all."

Ning Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I've said so much, but I still have one thing I don't understand."

Wang Zhen was in a happy mood, and he said cheerfully, "You can ask."

Ning Jie's eyes moved slightly: "Yuan Xi once said that you also received the favor of breaking the ban, what kind of favor have you received?"

Wang Zhen was a little disappointed: "I thought you would ask me how I fell in love with Xixi, but I didn't expect you to ask this question." After speaking, Wang Zhen smiled again: "However, today is a good day. Days, I will simply tell you all, and let you be a sensible ghost."

Wang Zhen jumped up the peach tree again, but compared to standing before, this time he leaned on it and said arrogantly: "Ning Jie, do you still remember what I told you about the taboo of the groom not seeing off guests? Is the mountain filled?"

Ning Jie's heart beat a few times, and he stabilized his voice and said: "It has something to do with Jiang Yuan sending two strange monks."

Wang Zhen's eyes stern again: "That's right, it's related to those two people."

Jiang Li grew up with Jiang Que since he was a child, but Jiang's family kept secrets, but Jiang had that kind of thought for Jiang Li, so Jiang Li's cultivation naturally didn't make any progress.

After standing still for many years, Jiang Li naturally thought of retreating.

But just when Jiang Li was about to give up, two people with extremely high cultivation came to Rushan.

There was a woman among them who did not know what she said to Jiang Li. Although Jiang Li continued to suffer setbacks in the following years, she formed a school of her own, gradually surpassing Jiang Que in cultivation, and became the number one monk in Rushan.

"As for me..." There was a warm curtain of water in Wang Zhen's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Jie with a smile: "Did you also see it in Jiang Que's illusion? I am the floating bridge." Son of a boatman."

Rushan lived by the river, and the people built houses on both sides of the river.

When there were no boats before, people on both sides of the strait would communicate with each other by shouting. When the dry season came, the other party would go to the river and throw the melons and fruits here across the river.

Because of this, Rushan also developed a custom - the fruit throwing contest.

In the fruit-throwing contest, no matter men or women, as long as they wrap up the melons and fruits in their hands and throw them over, whoever throws the farthest will be the champion.

At this time, men and women who are facing each other will take advantage of this meeting to hide their affectionate letters, handkerchiefs or sachets in the melons and fruits, and throw their hearts over.

Later, people discovered that driftwood could be used to pass by, but when the river was turbulent, they would die.

With the slow development of time, the ship really appeared in front of people's eyes.

The fruit throwing competition still exists, but it is only started by driving a boat.

But I don't know when it started, some people propagated that people wantonly used boats to attract the resentment of the undead who drowned before.

Seeing people having fun on the river, these undead become jealous and cause trouble, causing people to fall into the river and die.

Over time, a nursery rhyme spread wildly on both sides of the strait

——The river wind blows, thousands of ghosts howl, and people die.Dust deposits, thousands of ghosts lie down, and human life is saved.

Since then, people have used a concept engraved in their souls: people on board are unclean and bloody.

The most indispensable thing in the world is careerists.

For example, the Jiang family.

In order to occupy the opposite side, the Jiang family spread the word that the people on the boat were unclean and that it was easy to get sneaky things on their bodies.

But this also has a prerequisite - jealousy.

Who is the most jealous?

is poor.

As a result, people from the north and south shores pushed the poor people out.

Let them stay permanently in the ship, live in the ship, do not let them go ashore, and do not let them intermarry with people on the shore.

Even if it is a child, it will bear unknown and bad luck from generation to generation.

They cannot study, let alone practice.

For these people, there is only one thing they want to do, and that is to bear the curse and become a bridge.

Bloodshot eyes floated in Wang Zhen's eyes: "Is this very similar to mothers giving birth? When these mothers give birth, when those poor people are believed to have the most poisonous jealousy and bad luck, no one will think of the past. Their kindness and gentleness. In their eyes, these people are just representatives of bad luck and taboos."

Mi Chen, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly: "Since you have suffered from the taboo and become a person who has broken the taboo, shouldn't you be able to better understand what Jiang Li and Yuan Xi did?"

Wang Zhen sneered: "It is because I have tasted the bitterness of the taboo and the sweetness of breaking the taboo that I know that there is only one way to completely break the taboo and not suffer from the taboo." Wang Zhen stood He got up, jumped down from the tree, and poured all the chaotic energy in his body into the peach tree.

Wang Zhen said with a surly smile, "That means they will all die to me."

Suddenly, the ten thousand zhang river rushes out of the waterway.

"Blood River Confession!"