Puppet Gu.
These three words made Master Changli, who had closed his eyes to rest but spoke impatiently, open his eyes with all his might.
He was still banging the wooden fish in his hand and spinning the beads, but his eyes were staring straight at Qi Mingyue.
Qi Mingyue was so scared by his eyes, but she still straightened her back and looked away slightly, not daring to really look at him.
Master Changli’s eyes are evil.
At first, she saw with her own eyes how these eyes bewitched that person.
She was a little nervous unconsciously.
She was so nervous that she pinched her palms with her nails before she calmed down a little.
"Okay," Master Changli closed his eyes again.
Qi Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief, her body almost collapsed on the ground as if it had been fished out of water.
"Can I take him away now? I have an urgent need. I can't sit still and wait for death. There has been no news about the people I sent to Chongzhou to kill Liu Yingzhong. I suspect that His Majesty and Qing Hui have probably gone to Chongzhou." Qi Mingyue said anxiously. road.
"Amitabha," Master Changli stopped knocking on the wooden fish and clasped his hands together, "Your worldly affairs have nothing to do with this poor monk."
Qi Mingyue's expression changed.
She gritted her teeth and said: "But if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to do anything. You promised me that you can do anything for me in the past few years! If not, we will die. If I die, you will not be able to get me." good!"
Qi Mingyue's voice was slightly weak.
Didn't she know that she was also seeking skin from a tiger, but once embarked on some roads, there was no turning back.
There is only one way to get to the dark side.
She had given so much and she had to get everything she wanted.
"Threats are of no use to a poor monk, and you don't have the qualifications to do so." Chang Li responded to her calmly without even raising his eyelids.
Qi Mingyue tightened her cuffs.
"Late autumn." Changli read two words.
A man dressed in black, with a tall and slender figure, and a black mask that covered his entire face suddenly appeared in the room.
Qi Mingyue's eyes touched the figure of that person, and her heart stopped for a moment.
His eyes suddenly turned red.
She bit her lip, holding back the sobs that were about to break through her throat, so that she didn't make any sound.
"Codenamed Late Autumn, controlled by the poor monk's Fate Gu, the most perfect puppet Gu so far." Chang Li opened his eyes.
Qi Mingyue noticed that the puppet codenamed "Late Qiu" also opened his eyes at the same time as Chang Li opened his eyes.
His eyes were almost the same as Chang Li's.
It's just that this man's eyes are deeper than Chang Li.
The ink is thick ink, and the green is dark green.
It's not the kind of monster that is so eye-catching as Changli.
"This pair is a substitute Gu, which can help you temporarily deceive him. Remember, don't let anyone touch him. Once the substitute Gu dies, I will take it back immediately. If you suffer a backlash, please forgive me. There is nothing the monk can do." Changli threw a box to her.
Qi Mingyue caught the box, her hands shaking.
"He...can't possibly recover, is he?" Qi Mingyue asked in a lingering voice.
"Amitabha," Chang Li raised the corners of his lips, half-smiling, "Don't worry so much about the poisonous widow's heart."
Qi Mingyue's face turned red when he choked, she opened the box, and then cruelly made a mark on her palm.
As soon as the blood beads emerged, the Gu worms in the box smelled and penetrated into her skin along the blood lines.
After a while, the poisonous insect that seemed to have eaten its fill in her skin crawled out along the wound, becoming crystal clear as jade.
Qi Mingyue walked up to Wan Qiu, raised his finger, and finally made a mark on his palm.
Tears rolled down instantly.
The Gu worm that drank her blood burrowed into the wound on his palm. In the blink of an eye, the wound on his palm healed quickly and returned to its original state.
Qi Mingyue held that hand and didn't want to let go.
The hand was obviously still warm, but the person in front of him could no longer be warm.
"You can leave. In the short term, the poor monk doesn't want to see you again." Chang Li said, "The poor monk is afraid that he hates greedy people the most. Amitabha, please forgive the poor monk for speaking frankly. Sooner or later, you will die because of your greed. "
"Death?" Qi Mingyue sneered, "I will not die, I will only watch others die."
After saying that, she let go of Wan Qiu's hand, turned around and walked out of the wing.
When she arrived in the yard, she felt a pull in her heart. She did not look back, but she knew that late autumn was beside her, in a corner behind her.
"Madam, are you okay?" When the little maid saw Qi Mingyue coming out, she was startled by her eyes that were red from crying.
"It's okay, let's go down the mountain." Qi Mingyue said.
"Yes, please walk slowly." The little maid could see that Qi Mingyue was not in a high mood, so she did not dare to say anything and followed her cautiously.
When we got to the bottom of the mountain, there was a section of path that was not very spacious and was often empty of people.
"Stop," Qi Mingyue said.
The maid hurriedly called to the driver to stop.
The carriage stopped, and the little maid helped Qi Mingyue get out of the carriage.
The coachman stood aside respectfully.
"Late Qiu." Qi Mingyue shouted.
Late autumn appeared next to Qi Mingyue.
"Madam, he..." The little maid was startled.
The next second, Qi Mingyue suddenly pulled out the hairpin from her hair and plunged it into the little maid's neck. Blood spurted out and splashed on her face.
"Wan Qiu, it's time to eat." Qi Mingyue pushed the bloody little maid to Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu pressed his palm on the wound where blood was spurting out from the little maid. In just a moment, the blood was sucked out of the little maid.
It fell to the ground like rags.
"Ah, ah -" The coachman was so frightened that he couldn't control himself and collapsed on the ground, speechless.
"He's old and ugly. His blood must be rancid. Kill him in late autumn." Qi Mingyue ordered.
A dark light flashed across, and the coachman's neck was immediately cut open, and he didn't even have time to close his eyes.
Qi Mingyue walked to Wan Qiu, took out the handkerchief from her arms, raised his hand, wiped his hand carefully, then raised that hand, wiped her face, and cried,
"I don't want this, I really don't want this, I just want a healthy body and a healthy heart."
"I don't care if I am Chen Mingyue or Qi Mingyue. I don't care at all. I just want to be like others. I can run and jump, laugh loudly and cry loudly. I can chase you and I can climb to the peach blossom tree. Go up and take off that kite..."
"I just want to live like that."
"Do you understand? You understand, right? In this world, you are the only one who understands my feelings. Only you understand..."
Qi Mingyue's tears became more and more fierce. The tears streaked her cheeks and diluted the blood stains on her cheeks.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
Qi Mingyue let go of Wan Qiu's hand.
He closed his eyes lightly, then his body softened and fell next to the carriage.
(End of chapter)
