Bai Zhanji was the most manipulative among the monks. Seeing Chi Wenyan's appearance, he instantly felt that something was wrong.
From what he said, it was very possible that Li Jiujiu was killed.
He had tricked her with emotion and reason before she even knew about her treasure. How could he take advantage of others first?
Bai Zhanji's face instantly darkened: "You are looking for death!"
He raised his luck, and while his breath was rising and falling, he was about to take action to capture this ungrateful mortal.
But while his spiritual power was running smoothly, there was a dull pain in his chest for no reason.
Bai Zhanji's spirit froze, and he instantly guessed that he had fallen into this mortal's plot.
He did not dare to act rashly and was busy guarding the meridian spiritual platform, but the dull pain was like wildfire spreading, spreading rapidly with the blood in his limbs.
In an instant, he felt that most of his body had fallen into a strange numbness, and all the spiritual power in his body was like a cow sinking into the sea, and he could no longer lift any more.
thump! thump! thump!
The weaker disciples behind Bai Zhanji began to cry and fell down one after another, and all of them were actually hit.
His mind suddenly exploded!
That tea!
Chi Wenyan slowly let go of Hui Wuniang's neck. The crazy look on his face seemed to have calmed down, but the bloodshot eyes in his eyes had not faded at all.
In those dark and boundless eyes, there seemed to be a hint of fear and uneasiness, as if they were faintly afraid of something.
He didn't look at the people falling to the ground one after another. Chi Wenyan stumbled and walked to the eucalyptus in despair, poured a bowl of cold tea, and poured it on his head.
After a moment, he seemed to have calmed down a bit. He leaned on the table to catch his breath for a moment. He looked at Bai Zhanji deep in thought and murmured:
"It's not all a dead end... It's not all a dead end either."
Bai Zhanji barely managed to keep the spiritual platform from being eroded by the strange toxin. He gritted his teeth and looked at Chi Wenyan, as if he felt extremely ashamed that he had been successfully plotted by a mortal.
"Chi Wenyan! If you dare to plot against us, haven't you thought about the consequences?"
"Consequences?" Chi Wenyan sneered: "You cultivators have always been the most pretentious. No one could have imagined that a group of immortal cultivators who came in groups would eventually be plotted by a mortal.
Don't worry, the strange incident at Yundu Villa is my best cover. The masters behind you will only believe that you died in the hands of evil spirits, so what does it have to do with me? "
"It turns out that you directed and acted all of this yourself!"
Bai Zhanji was so angry that he wished he could be given a sword right now to chop this bumbling mortal to death!
Chi Wenyan turned a blind eye to his hateful eyes.
He took out a blue candle from his sleeve and lit it with a sneer. A strange fragrance also rose up and enveloped everyone.
Under the strange fragrance, everyone seemed to be in a dream, and their consciousness was completely dark.
"Cough...cough!
! "
Chi Wenyan's hand holding the candle trembled and became unstable due to coughing, and the fishy sweetness that shook his chest made his eyes look helpless.
Chi Wenyan opened his cuffs and looked at the signs of festering on the skin of his arms.
He gritted his teeth, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy and cold.
The one-year deadline agreed with that adult was approaching, but he had already lost the ingredients to make wine.
If he cannot hand over the spirit wine tonight, that adult will no longer provide him with next year's White Jade Chiyang Pill to purify the remaining resentment in his body.
Although he used the body of a human woman to transfer the demonic power of the Chaling Banshee, thus absorbing only its spiritual power and strengthening himself.
But Chi Wenyan didn't expect that the Chaling Banshee died miserably. Love gave birth to hatred, and all her resentment was dissolved into her flesh and blood when she died.
Although he prevented the banshee's demonic energy from entering his body, he could not prevent the resentment from entering his body.
If the White Jade Chiyang Pill does not purify his resentment in the next year, he will be assimilated and devoured by the Chaling Banshee's resentment.
Who knows what kind of monster he will become by then!
Chi Wenyan is not a person who gives up easily. The matter has come to this. For him, as long as he is useful to that person, there is no room for negotiation.
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The cold wind is blowing, and night falls quietly here.
A few rays of moonlight shone on the beams and pillars of the abandoned and dilapidated old house.
Ji Yinyin didn't drink much tea during the day and was the first one to wake up.
She opened her tired eyes and saw such a desolate scene. She couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. It was difficult to see things clearly in the dim environment.
She wanted to move her body, but found to her despair that her body from the waist down had become wooden and completely unconscious.
An unprecedented sense of fear hit her heart. Ji Yinyin, who had never faced such a terrifying and desperate thing, was about to collapse and cry.
Now all she could do was turn her neck with difficulty and look at her surroundings.
The young disciples and monks who went to Yundu Villa together basically ended up here, and the situation was roughly the same as hers.
Most of their bodies were strangely wooden. Although they were not bound by ropes, they looked like they had lost their mobility and could not escape.
Ji Yinyin's eyes moved rapidly until he saw the woman bound and hung by vines under the ancestral hall where the memorial tablets were enshrined. She finally couldn't help but cry out:
"Li Jiujiu?!"
Now that I think about it, Li Jiujiu disappeared in the morning, and he was afraid that it was because of Chi Wenyan's conspiracy that he met his murderer.
Fortunately, looking at her like this, there is no fear for her life.
Ji Yinyin tried calling twice more, but Li Jiujiu's body shook slightly and he woke up.
After Li Jiujiu woke up, he was obviously shocked to see everyone locked in this deserted house.
Unexpectedly, Chi Wenyan was so capable. The monks who were traveling with him this time were all wiped out and fell headlong in the hands of a mortal.
The abandoned house has obviously not been taken care of for a long time. The tiles above the head are full of holes, air leaks from everywhere, the surface is piled with rocks, weeds are thick, and mice occasionally squeak across, making it look dilapidated, desolate and eerie.
Li Jiujiu looked around the environment, only to find that under a pile of rocks and grass, the three people who had hit bamboo to seek shelter from the rain in the middle of the night last night were also lying there unconscious.
For some reason, in such a desperate environment, Li Jiujiu looked at the comatose Ji Xinian a few more times and felt calmer.
If Bai Zhan, Ji Ji Yinyin and others think highly of themselves and don't take mortals seriously, then it is normal for them to behave like this.
But last night, Ji Xinian was clearly so wary and suspicious of Chi Wenyan, and even warned her to be careful.
How could he be tied up and captured here?
Li Jiujiu vaguely felt that Ji Xinian was no simpler than Chi Wenyan.
Looking at Ji Yinyin, who looked like she was about to cry, without her usual proud and domineering look, Li Jiujiu was greatly amused:
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Why are you crying? There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it may not be a dead end for us."
"Is Miss Li Xianren still open-minded, or is it that people who cultivate immortality are really arrogant and think that they can always be invincible in front of mortals?"
Chi Wenyan sat on a stone pier with a bonfire burning in front of him, which dissipated the cold and dampness of the night.
Beside his legs lay an ancient black sword that Li Jiujiu had seen on him before.
There was an iron pot on the bonfire in front of him, and something was stewed in the pot, exuding the aroma of warm broth.
His wife Hui Wuniang crawled to the side of the bonfire, her skirt was stained with blood, her hair was disheveled, and her breath was weak.
Obviously if he couldn't get treatment tonight, he might not be able to survive.
Not far from him, there were two people with dull and stiff expressions standing. The two people's eyes emitted orange-red light, and they were watching an unconscious woman in white without blinking.
The woman in white's black hair spread out, covering her face, making it difficult to see clearly.
But looking at Li Jiujiu's clothes, he knew that he was not one of the practitioners who came with them.
I must have thought that Chi Wenyan had just cast a net, and someone who was unlucky enough to accept the commission from Yundu Villa knocked on the door.
"Gululu..."
Ji Yinyin hadn't eaten anything for a day, and when she smelled the aroma of broth wafting in the air, her stomach started to growl unsatisfactorily.
Li Jiujiu was not tempted by it at all. She remembered the taste, so she knew exactly where the ingredients for the meat soup stewed in the pot came from. Her stomach felt cold and nauseated.
"It seems that Miss Ji is hungry." Beside the bonfire, Chi Wenyan's face was softened and warmed by the light of the fire.
But Li Jiujiu knew that all this was an illusion designed to confuse the world.
Only a young master from an aristocratic family can have such a scholarly hand, holding a long spoon and gently scooping out the pot.
Chi Wenyan smiled brightly and gently, like a good husband who was carefully warming porridge for his wife at night.
"It's just that this meat soup is specially prepared for Miss Li Xianren. I'm afraid Miss Ji won't be able to bear it."
Ji Yinyin took a loud sip and expressed disdain: "Whoever wants to eat your meat soup, get away from me!"
But I felt very wronged in my heart.
Why do both of them like Li Jiujiu? Even such a sinister villain treats Li Jiujiu so favorably.
Li Jiujiu noticed Ji Yinyin's disgusting mood and couldn't help but said: "Miss Yinyin, don't think that he is showing favoritism to me. Do you know what is boiling in that meat soup?"
Chi Wenyan laughed out loud. He used the branch in his hand to lift up a section of Hui Wuniang's skirt:
"My wife is so disobedient today, I always have to give her a little pain, so as not to lose her memory."
Ji Yinyin's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the hideous scar on Hui Wuniang's calf in disbelief, and then looked at Li Jiujiu.
Li Jiujiu's eyes showed some sympathy and he nodded to Ji Yinyin.
Suddenly, a surge of sourness surged from Ji Yinyin's stomach, and it took great endurance to hold back from vomiting it out.
She was trembling all over, whether because of anger or fear: "You devil, you are simply not human..."
The young disciples who had fallen into a coma also woke up one after another, and all of them were confused, angry, and frightened by the current situation.
Some people threatened, some people righteously despised Chi Wenyan's behavior, and some people scolded him for being crazy.
There were also a few calm monks who realized what they were about to face, and turned pale and silent.
Li Jiujiu saw that the two women and one man under the pile of rocks had also woken up. There were no traces of wood on their bodies, but they looked weak and weak. They must have been given ordinary poison.
It seems that the strange fragrance and strange poison are very precious to Chi Wenyan. For such a mortal with no cultivation, he is reluctant to use that kind of poison to numb them.
Thinking of this, Li Jiujiu couldn't help but look at the three people a few more times, and the strange thoughts in his heart became stronger.
When ordinary people wake up, they find themselves imprisoned. Most of them are frightened, angry and angry like those monks.
But the three people acted too calmly, as if they woke up in their own homes, calmly and silently watching everything in front of them.
For some reason, seeing this scene, Li Jiujiu felt more confident.
She asked Ji Yinyin: "How come you were arrested too, and Hui Wuniang's child, you..."
Ji Yinyin sighed: "I finally understand that Chi Wenyan didn't want to get rid of the child at all, and the child was not a monster at all. All of this was directed and performed by him!
If I guessed correctly, the failure of the child to be born was not caused by evil spirits at all, but because Hui Wuniang wanted to protect her child and tried her best to delay the birth of the child.
Chi Wenyan seemed to want to use the child to make wine to please the big shot behind him.
Hui Wuniang knew that her arms could not twist her thighs, so she chose to die together and aborted the child, which made Chi Wenyan furious.
Chi Wenyan poisoned the tea, and I ended up in this situation without checking for a while. "
Hui Wuniang actually aborted her child with her own hands.
Hearing these words, Li Jiujiu was filled with emotion, and he became even more disgusted with Chi Wenyan.
At this time, the sound of beating bamboo sounded outside the door.
Sitting in front of the bonfire, Chi Wenyan's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't even maintain a fake smile. His face turned into a respectful and solemn look, and he hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Since a grown-up is here, how dare I bother you to abide by the rules of bamboo shooting in this villa? It's a villain who deserves to die."
There was a strong wind, and the two dilapidated doors of the deserted house were blown open.
A tall man in black clothes walked in. The man's face was unremarkable, but there was a deep charm between his eyebrows.
He glanced at the captive people in the deserted house.
As if he was not very interested in these people, the man withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Master Chi, are you going to break your appointment with me this year?"
Chi Wenyan's heart skipped a beat when he saw his unmotivated look. Suddenly, he felt alarmed that things were starting to exceed his expectations.
He didn't care at all about this group of immortal cultivators?
Chi Wenyan could only bite the bullet and answer: "This year... something happened this year. This woman's temperament is extremely strong. I didn't expect that she would kill her own child."
The man said: "Isn't this because you are too conceited?"
Chi Wenyan hurriedly lowered his head.
The man glanced at him and said: "You only know the six desires and underestimate the seven emotions. It is normal for you to be misled by the seven emotions.
Forget it, since you can't provide the medicinal materials for brewing spiritual wine this year, can I come back next year to get it? "
After saying that, he actually planned to turn around and leave.
Chi Wenyan suddenly panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Sir, wait! If you leave like this today, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until next year."
