Cultivation villain disguised as a master of metaphysics

"Tell me, are you still human?" "Ding Erya" said coldly, then looked at Wang Yongzhuang who was standing not far away, "And you."

Under the gaze of "Ding Erya", Wang Yongzhuang couldn't help taking a step back in horror, "Ding Erya" continued: "You and Wang Yongqiang, when you came over and saw Wang Chunjuan beating Ding Erya, instead of stopping them, you even helped the tyrant to abuse her." , saying that Ding Erya can't even do small things well, it's useless and unlucky, are you all still human?"

Shen Yueze's eyes flickered. The reason why he didn't stop "Ding Erya" before "Ding Erya" was about to kill Wang Chunjuan was because he saw a layer of "Ding Erya" in the soul of "Ding Erya". Very faint golden light of merit.A ghost with golden merit, not to mention how many good deeds he has done in his lifetime, but it is certainly impossible to do evil for no reason.

And knowing the relationship between this upper body ghost and Ding Erya is because Ding Erya called him brother when he was about to kill Wang Chunjuan.Shen Yueze glanced at Ding Erya again, the girl who was holding both wrists by him was thin, with a sallow complexion and little flesh.On the other hand, Wang Chunjuan, who was sitting on the ground, was big and round, greasy and disgusting.

When the onlookers heard what "Ding Erya" said, they couldn't help but started talking in low voices. They looked at the Wang family with admiration, but now they all turned into disgust.How dark the heart must be for a person who abuses a six-year-old girl like this!

"This ghost who is in the body of Ding Erya is talking nonsense! How can you believe what a ghost said?!" After "Ding Erya" spoke, Wang Chunjuan's face turned blue and white, just because her face It's swollen, so I can't see it.But she faintly heard the voices of the villagers not far away discussing that she was a poisonous woman, and she immediately became unwilling again.

Shen Yueze heard the woman's shouting in his ears, and seemed to find it too harsh, and finally took out his hand from his pocket.His fingers were slender and fair, with well-defined joints, as if they were carved out of jade.I saw him flicking his fingers, and quickly typed a tactic, facing Wang Chunjuan, slightly parting his pale thin lips: "Hey."

Wang Chunjuan originally wanted to say something to convince the shaky villagers to believe her, but she was horrified to find that she couldn't control her mouth suddenly, and then she said words that she didn't want to say at all, "Ding Erya this Why didn't she die in a wild cemetery, a money-loser? She couldn't cook a pot of water every day, she was just as useless as her father Ding Daquan..."

Wang Chunjuan wanted to cover her uncontrollable mouth with her hands, but found that she couldn't move her body now, so she could only listen to herself as if she was confessing her crimes, telling her what she had done to Ding Erya one by one. They all said it.She almost wanted to roll her eyes and pass out. One can imagine what her reputation in the ten miles and eight towns will be like in the future.

Standing aside, Ding Daquan, who had heard all Wang Chunjuan said, clenched his palms tightly. His complexion turned dark, and he never thought that Wang Chunjuan would treat his daughter like this when he was working outside.He originally thought that Wang Chunjuan was just a little domineering and fierce, and his daughter was a little quiet at first, but he got up early every day and fell asleep when he got home, so he didn't pay much attention.Moreover, it turned out that it was Wang Chunjuan who left Ding Erya in the wild cemetery, but told him that Ding Erya ran out to play mischievously.

Ding Daquan felt as guilty of his daughter as he hated Wang Chunjuan. He walked up to Wang Chunjuan, who was still madly revealing the bloody truth to him, and said with a livid face: " Wang, Chun, Juan, I want to divorce you!"

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Ding Daquan held a thin wrist, seeing his daughter who had finally returned to normal, not as crazy as when she faced Wang Chunjuan just now, but seemed to be dodging her daughter who didn't dare to look at him, her eyes were sore, and she almost shed tears.He didn't speak much at first, and the sentence he offered to divorce Wang Chunjuan before was the most important sentence he said.

Ding Daquan could only touch Ding Erya's withered hair over and over again, expressing his care and guilt for his daughter.He originally thought that having a mother would be better for Ding Erya's growth, but now it seems that he might as well raise his daughter by himself, after all, whoever remarries will not be close to his daughter.

Ding Dashun looked at his younger brother and niece, and almost had a sore nose. He turned his head and looked at Shen Yueze, who was leaning against the wall of the room as if he had no bones. He was about to kneel down towards Shen Yueze, "Thank you, Master, for this help."

Shen Yueze avoided Ding Dashun's movements calmly, took a look at Ding Erya and Ding Daquan's transparent souls shrouded in a faint golden light, and said, "If you really want to thank me, how about Do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Ding Dashun asked.

"Help me dig a grave."

"Ah?" Ding Dashun was dumbfounded, digging a grave?Did he hear correctly?

Until standing in front of the wild cemetery, Ding Dashun finally realized that he had heard correctly.But this is to dig a grave for the ghost who took the body of his own niece, and let him have his own residence and tombstone. Ding Dashun is still willing, and the master also said that if it wasn't for this ghost to help his niece, he would leave The soulless niece may have been eaten by the lonely ghosts in this wild cemetery.

Thinking of this, Ding Dashun worked even harder.He is not afraid to look at the exposed human bones. This is the ghost who saved his niece, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The phantom surrounded by the golden light was beside Ding Dashun, looking at Ding Dashun who was digging his own grave, and made a gesture of gratitude in one direction.The reason why it is difficult for lonely ghosts to reincarnate is because they have no fixed place to live, and they don't even have their own tombs, so they can only compete with other reincarnated ghosts for the reincarnation quota.Now that he has his own residence, the chances of being able to reincarnate in the future must also increase.

On the mountain road facing this direction, Shen Yueze still walked halfway up the mountain with Chen Zhenshan at a somewhat lazy pace.

Chen Zhenshan was carrying two baskets of eggs and vegetables. He didn't look like a 80-[-]-year-old man at all. Instead, he walked forward with brisk steps and a red face, without panting at all.Even so, he still did not forget to educate Shen Yueze, "Sovereign, look at an old man like me holding two heavy baskets of things, and if you don't help me, won't your conscience hurt?"

"It won't hurt, and I'm even a little happy." Shen Yueze looked at his nose and his heart, feeling that he had no such thing as a conscience.After all, when he was in the cultivation world, he was a villain who was beaten and killed by everyone in the cultivation world.According to rumors in the cultivation world, he is still a devil who wants to kill his master and slaughter his master.

How could a madman like him have a conscience?So Shen Yueze didn't feel guilty at all when he answered.

What's more, Chen Zhenshan didn't need his help at all. To him, carrying that little thing was like not carrying anything at all.

The author has something to say: ask for flowers and collect them~