What is wrong with raising snakes?

Listening to Yun Yingmo's words, Xuan Qingci had more and more problems in his heart, and leaned against the tree trunk without saying a word.

Yun Yingmo spoke dryly, saw the dew on the leaves, and was startled to realize that daylight was approaching. After drinking the dew, she looked at Yan Fenglang, who was also silent at the side.

"Master, why don't you ask me?" Yun Yingmo looked at him and asked.

Yan Fenglang stroked his chin and replied, "Why do you know what happened before you met Jiang Fucheng?"

Yun Yingmo showed a sighing expression, and said: "Bai Qingyu, I can see the past from Bai Qingyu's consciousness."

When Yan Fenglang heard this, he immediately became vigilant. Not everyone can see the spiritual consciousness, especially souls. It is absolutely impossible for a soul to touch the spiritual consciousness of a living person unless...

Yun Yingmo stared at Yan Fenglang's face, seeing a flash of surprise in his expression, sighed and said, "You already know."

Hearing what he said, Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang, thinking how could he know something?

"How did she die?" Yan Fenglang asked.

Yun Yingmo looked at the white sky and the soft rising sun, and replied, "Death by suicide."

Bai Qingyu was hanged to death, she was hanging in her room with a piece of scarlet silk that Jiang Fucheng gave her, facing the gate, and hanged to death.

The first time Jiang Fucheng entered the door was his complexion pale, staring at his own Bai Qingyu with a pair of disappointed eyes.

Because to be precise, Bai Qingyu was forced to death by Jiang Fucheng.

After Jiang Fucheng gained Yun Yingmo's trust, in order to attract people's attention, he often talked with him through the secret passage in Yun Yingmo's bedroom.

He wanted to ask Yunyingmo countless times if there was a girl named "Bai Qingyu" in Changyun Village, but every time when he was about to ask, he suddenly stopped, swallowed his thoughts forcefully, and continued He told himself that he wanted to bring Bai Qingyu back in an open and honest manner, so that when Bai Qingyu saw him again, he would never think of leaving again.

Yun Yingmo faintly felt that Jiang Fucheng was always hiding something from himself, but he didn't have a city like Yun Jianshu, so he couldn't figure out what Jiang Fucheng's real plans were.

And Jiang Fucheng's suggestion later really made Yun Yingmo dizzy.

After the defeat of the Nanzhao Kingdom, the territory was ceded. Changyunzhuang was located on the border of the Nanzhao Kingdom and was ceded to Daman. Yunzhu was angry and defeated, but he could only obey, so he sent food to the Nanzhao Kingdom for the last time, which was his last wish .

This time, Yun Jianshu and Yun Yingmo traveled together.

The two acted separately, and Jiang Fucheng lay in ambush on Yun Jianshu's return journey, a rugged and dangerous road, watching him pass by unsuspectingly, and using a spell to rain down heavy rain, the heavy rain washed away the mountain mud, and for a while, stones mixed with muddy water rushed towards him. Yun Jianshu's chariots and horses were rushed into the river together with their horses, and they were never seen again.

And only Jiang Fucheng knew that Yun Jianshu was rescued by him in advance.

When Yun Jianshu saw this person, he was a little happy, because he remembered Jiang Fucheng, and remembered that he had saved him in the past, so he should have come to save himself.

"I remember you, that day when my father and I met a group of refugees when we met at the villa, you were still surrounded by them because of Qingyu..." Yun Jianshu said while wiping the mud off his face.

"What did you say!" Jiang Fucheng quickly grabbed Yun Jianshu's collar, saw his puzzled expression, and let him go quickly, the anger on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yun Jianshu tilted his head, thinking that he had made a mistake, and looked at Jiang Fucheng carefully again. After confirming that it was him, he became even more puzzled.

"Why are you here? And... I just watched your skills, but I don't know where your master came from?" Yun Jianshu asked.

Jiang Fucheng didn't reply to his words, but asked, "You know Bai Qingyu."

Seeing him admitting himself, Yun Jianshu quickly said: "I know! When she came to Changyun Village, she didn't wear anything on her body, and she looked so pitiful in tatters... So I took her in and became a maid. , There is no heavy work on weekdays, I know she still has someone she knows, that is you, but I don’t know how to separate from you, I asked her, but she didn’t say anything. "

Yun Jianshu chose to conceal the fact that Bai Qingyu wanted to marry him wholeheartedly. He felt that it would not be a pleasant thing for the two to separate.

Sure enough, he saw Yun Jianshu's expression change.

"Maid? You asked her to be a maid? Why not a wife?" Jiang Fucheng asked sharply.

Yun Jianshu replied: "I know that the person in her heart is not me. When I saw her that day, although I really didn't have anything on her body, I kept holding something in my hand. It was a fragment of a jade bracelet. I guess ...that's what she cares about..."

Jiang Fucheng felt even more ridiculous when he heard about it. What kind of jade bracelet was obviously picked up by Bai Qingyu herself when she was a child. According to this, she also pawned the clothes he gave her, and replaced the expensive clothes with The tattered ones, just to pretend to be pitiful, entered Changyun Manor, what a despicable one!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was not worth it. He grabbed Yun Jianshu's neck with one hand and repeated the sentence viciously: "Why didn't you accept her as your wife? Why didn't you accept her as your wife? She always wanted to be rich and famous Why can't you satisfy her? Why don't you want her to be a maid? Aren't you very good? Aren't you the young owner of Changyun Village! Why can't you show kindness and satisfy her? A poor wish!?"

Yun Jianshu had been hit to the waist by the mud and rocks, but at this moment he couldn't exert any strength and could only do some useless struggles.

"Hmm...cough cough! I have been married since I was a child...it is impossible to marry again...cough cough!"

Jiang Fucheng stared at him with red eyes, "giggled" and grinned, "Yes...but it was because of you that she left me... that day when Yu'er saw you, she felt as if she lost her soul ...I have been with her for 20 years, and I was...by you!"

Yun Jianshu finally understood, grabbed Jiang Fucheng with one hand and strangled his hand, intending to break free from him, but never wanted to be so frightened by the scene in front of him, his body softened, and Jiang Fucheng threw him on the altar.

He saw that Jiang Fucheng's eyes were blue, emitting a gloomy breath, like a ghost.

Jiang Fucheng noticed that he had discovered his true appearance, and pulled out a mahogany sword from his side. This mahogany sword was unusual, and its blade was a sharp knife. It is peach wood, and there are hideous figures of human faces and beasts engraved on it.

Yun Jianshu knew that danger was coming, no matter his strength had not yet recovered, he stood up and fled from the altar. Jiang Fucheng grabbed his arm and stabbed the mahogany sword into Yun Jianshu's chest. He took out the mahogany sword, and his hand was instantly covered with blood.

Jiang Fucheng stabbed Yun Jianshu's chest forcefully, and Yun Jianshu resisted Jiang Fucheng's mahogany sword with all his strength. Finally, Jiang Fucheng's hand holding Yun Jianshu's arm suddenly forced it, breaking it abruptly and dislocating it. Yun Jianshu couldn't bear the sudden heavy blow, and as soon as he loosened his hand holding the mahogany sword, the sharp sword pierced straight into his chest.

"Well!"

Seeing Yun Jianshu, Jiang Fucheng's face paled instantly, and he was already handsome, so he was reluctant to kill him for a while, so he turned the Taomu sword and pulled it out in one fell swoop.

Yun Jianshu looked at the blood hole on his body, and the severe pain spread all over his body. Holding on to the altar, he couldn't help but think of the sacrificial offerings on the altar, and sneered secretly, isn't he a sacrificial offering with his current appearance?

Jiang Fucheng secretly gestured to the figures of the two, with an indifferent and perverted smile on the corner of his mouth, pointing the mahogany sword at Yun Jianshu's neck.

"Revenge for your kindness, really... really opened my eyes..." Yun Jianshu said weakly, and Jiang Fucheng in front of him gradually became blurred.

Seeing that his sense of resistance was getting lower and lower, Jiang Fucheng gritted his teeth and pierced the mahogany sword into his waist and abdomen. Yun Jianshu wailed, twisted his neck and lost his breath.

Jiang Fucheng put his right index finger under his breath, and finally showed a frightened look after making sure that he was completely dead...

This was his first real kill, and it was the beginning.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Yun Jianshu staring at himself with death in peace, his body seemed to have been taken away from the temperature, and it was extremely cold.

Anyway, people are dead, and I can't turn back.

Jiang Fucheng said this to himself.

However, he still stayed in this ruined temple for three whole days, and Shan and Sanxi didn't do anything. It wasn't until Yun Jianshu's corpse smelled sour that he realized that he had really killed someone.

Jiang Fucheng was originally an indifferent person. After staying with a dead person for three days, he had long since lost the feeling of panic he felt three days ago. He calmly got up from the ground and looked at Yun Jianshu's sour and smelly corpse calmly. Calmly peel off Yun Jianshu's skin bit by bit with a mahogany sword.

Holding the bloody human face, he sighed in his heart, a good skin can really captivate people's hearts.

But how do you fit the skin onto your own face?

Jiang Fucheng looked at the facial skin in his hand in a daze, and at this moment, he saw a hand appearing on his wrist holding the facial skin, a young, powerful and familiar hand.

That belongs to Yun Jianshu.

Jiang Fucheng was so frightened that his whole body froze all of a sudden, his eyes that could only see the soul stinged, and he suddenly realized that Yun Jianshu was really dead, this hand... probably his soul.

He took a deep breath, fumbled out a spell from his arms, and patted it on the hand with a "snap", and the hand retracted all of a sudden, replaced by a strange hurricane.

All of a sudden, dust was everywhere in the ruined temple, and Jiang Fucheng saw Yun Jianshu again, and he floated in the temple, staring at the thing in his hand, his face.

This time, Jiang Fucheng didn't panic anymore, instead he was extremely calm, took out the charm from his bosom again, and pointed at Yun Jianshu.

Yun Jianshu had just escaped from his physical body, so he didn't know how to deal with Jiang Fucheng's spell. Before he could adapt to his light body, he was beaten into two souls by him.

Jiang Fucheng was startled, thinking that he couldn't stand up to those old Taoist priests, and the spells he made were only half as strong as theirs. As a last resort, he had to cut his blood with a mahogany sword, and stab again with the mahogany sword with his own blood. Write to Yunjian.

Yun Jianshu, who had been beaten once, learned to be obedient. Seeing that Jiang Fucheng was going to deal with him again, he had to escape from the ruined temple. Another soul saw him fleeing, and wanted to flee too. How could Jiang Fucheng spare them? A mahogany sword was thrown away He went out and nailed the lonely soul to the door frame of the ruined temple.

Yun Jianshu knew that his soul would definitely not end well, so he fled around without looking back.

"He broke up that soul?" Xuan Qingci couldn't help asking when he heard this, "Also, why did Yun Jianshu become a faceless ghost?"

Yan Fenglang thought for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "If Jiang Fucheng didn't disperse Yun Jianshu's spirit, it means that Yun Jianshu's escaped spirit... used Jiang Fucheng's body as a medium. As for why it became a faceless The ghost... probably has something to do with Jiang Fucheng's collection of soul power."