On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing became more and more angry. As a mushroom, she shouldn't have empathy for human emotions, but I don't know why. Seeing Wu Xiaqi's loss of herself, she was also so angry that she was so angry.

With her arms akimbo, she made two rounds in place.

She angrily said: "I have experience, if a guy I don't like is talking in my ears, trying to suppress and degrade myself, then no one will only treat this guy as a fool, and he will be cruel if he has a bad temper. Beat him hard! Just like that demon, if I can take it out, I will beat it to make you fatter than before!"

Futuzi: "..."

Ning Qingqing frowned: "Does he still like him because of her? Only when he likes him will he put his **** into his heart and start to doubt himself! He doesn't cherish her heart, and uses it unscrupulously. It's really evil to hurt her with all my heart!"

The Buddha swallowed quietly, and calmly waved his fat hand to the hidden guard squatting on the treetop, indicating that the other party did not need to convey to the Taoist word by word.

Regrettably, each of the hidden guards are ruthless machines that only faithfully execute Daojun's orders.

Looking at the shimmering sound-transmitting mirror in Hidden Guard's hand, Futuzi sadly covered his broad forehead.

"If she doesn't like him, then he isn't even a fart!" Ning Qingqing was absolutely determined.

"Husband, madam!" With a thought, the Futuzi put on a look thirsty for knowledge, interrupting Ning Qingqing's criticism of the bad man. "The madam said for a long time, but the subordinates still don't know who this wicked man is. ?"

"Yin Chaofeng!" Ning Qingqing lowered his head and pulled it for a while, then took out the foot of the bed with the words in blood.

"Look!" She pointed to the crooked character'Zhang', and carefully explained to the lower creatures in front of her, "In fact, it is not a chapter, but a sound. The crooked cross below is meant to write'Zhao ', as soon as I wrote a small part on the upper left, people were dragged away. Do you understand?"

Futuzi nodded: "Understood."

Ning Qingqing looked at him suspiciously: "Do you really understand?"

The corner of Futuzi's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "I really understand. I wanted to write Yin Chaofeng, but when I finished writing the sound, I opened the head and broke off. It's a coincidence that I see it here. The word'Zhang' happened to have a feast between Zhang Tianbao and Huang Yunzong, so he misled others, thinking that the victim wanted to write Zhang Tianbao's name. But Madam, even if the person Wu Xiaqi likes is Yin Chaofeng, that doesn't prove it. Yin Chaofeng is the murderer. After all, whether the blood word is a'chapter' or the unfinished'Yin Chao', it can't be regarded as direct evidence."

It's just like Daojun didn't recognize the character "Zhang".

Ning Qingqing looked at him strangely: "Why did I call him a murderer? I just told you that he is a bad person."

Futuzi: "..."

She bent her eyes and smiled slyly: "Bad people, of course they will do bad things! Look at this!"

She pulled for a while, and put the broken hairpin and a flower arrangement engraved on a small piece of wood, as well as the investigation record of Huang Xiaoyun's suicide, into Futuzi's fat hand.

She said: "Is it true that the flower arrangement that Yin Chaofeng gave to Wu Xiaqi, and the hairpin given to her by the adulterer who caused Huang Xiaoyun to become pregnant and suicide, were made by the same person. So Huang Xiaoyun's lover is exactly this. Yin Chaofeng. Huang Xiaoyun ran to Qingcheng Mountain to see Yin Chaofeng half a month ago. After returning home, he committed suicide. Xi Junru and Wu Xiaqi are witnesses to this matter. Any questions?"

Futuzi shook his head: "There is no doubt. Then, is the matter of being enchanted, is it also related to him?"

Ning Qingqing drooped the corner of her eyes, and sighed in despair: "Huang Xiaoyun had a big quarrel with her father because of Yin Chaofeng's affairs, and then her father went into trouble, killed his wife and children and committed suicide. Wu Xiaqi About Yin Chaofeng, he had a big quarrel with Big Brother, and then Big Brother went crazy and wanted to kill his master. Isn't this the same thing!"

Futuzi touched his chin and nodded slowly.

"Do you understand now?" Ning Qingqing glanced at the Futuzi with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

Why can't the lower creatures understand such a simple thing?

"I understand, I really understand." Futuzi was dumbfounded, "Yin Chaofeng is now the biggest suspect, but how can I further confirm it?"

Ning Qingqing despaired of human intelligence: "Look for his tool of crime!"

She was sure now, all around her were barbarians who had not yet opened their minds. Although all of them ran fast and had great energy, they were far worse than mushrooms in terms of knowledge and brain power.

"Madam, front right envoy." A gray-clothed hidden guard rushed in front of him like a ghost. "The main voice of Yaowanggu Shaogu Chaofeng has left Qingcheng Mountain a few days ago and returned to Yaowanggu."

After thinking about it, he added: "It was after the Taoist went to Huang Yunzong to see Huang Xiaoyun's body, Yin Chaofeng left. The subordinates thought that the Taoist had a clever calculation and was able to observe the autumn leaves. There is nothing to hide from this world. Jun's eyes, I'm afraid to come to Yin Chaofeng."

Hidden Wei fought the heart of his old father and mother, and spoke nicely to the king.

Ning Qingqing quietly pouted. Count on Xie Wuwang, who has no common sense, to investigate the case? Save it.

In this matter, they have to rely on clever mushrooms to help them.

"Leave two people to search for the places where Yin Chaofeng often haunts, and the others follow me to Yaowanggu." Ning Qingqing naturally gave orders.

Her tone was natural pride and superiority, but her appearance was really charming and lovely, and it was not offensive.

"Yes."

Before leaving, Ning Tianxi brought a not-so-good news.

The magic pattern has penetrated into the eyes of the big brother Xi Junru. Once the eyes are completely replaced by the black magic pattern, it means that the magic poison attacks the heart and becomes a monster that only knows to kill.

"How long can it last?" Futuzi frowned a meaty ditch.

"Three days." Ning Tianxi touched the wine gourd on his waist, "If he can find the sword-making materials he has been thinking about for a long time...maybe it will be delayed for two days. It can be as long as five days when it is full, and it can't be more."

Futuzi thought for a moment, then hesitated and slowly took out a token and handed it to Ning Tianxi.

"Take my token to borrow!" The fat hand grabbed the token's tail, reluctantly, "Say okay first, I have to pay it back after borrowing it. Fatty, I don't have the money to fill the hole in the sword."

On the way, Futuzi gave a general introduction to Ning Qingqing about Yaowanggu.

The name of the master of Medicine King Valley Valley is Yin Zhi Su.

This person's xinxing is different from that of ordinary people. He is a true medical obsession, drug obsessiveness, enthusiasm for research, and he doesn't ask about world affairs.

Nowadays, more than 90% of all kinds of pills used in Xianyu come from Yaowanggu, all of which are made by Gu Zhuyin Zhi Su's own creation or improvement of predecessors' formulas.

This person has an immature temperament, makes friends according to his heart rate, does not cling to the nobles, and does not look at the ordinary men and women. He is a slightly crazy temperament.

The people in the world who have been favored by him are countless like crucian carp who crossed the river. When it comes to the trace of the main voice of the Medicine King Valley, even the unruly kid will respectfully say "the magical doctor" and "the king of medicine".

Ning Qingqing thoughtfully turned her head and asked, "He didn't teach Yin Chaofeng to be a man?"

Futuzi was dumbfounded by this slightly weird question, but he couldn't tell what's wrong. The corner of his eyes jumped, and he replied, "Master Yingu started to think about the path of medicine, and he didn't even care about it. What a mistake. Taking medicine and lighting up clothes too close to the medicine furnace are common things. Naturally, they will not teach them with their children. Most of the life affairs of the Yin family father and son are taken care of by Mrs. Gu's wife Lian Xuejiao..."

Speaking of this, Futuzi's expression was obviously flickering, and his face appeared embarrassed and hesitant to speak.

Ning Qingqing looked at him dissatisfied: "Don't hesitate to speak."

"Ah." Futuzi stared at her expression, "There is an old secret here that the world does not know. More than a thousand years ago, cough, when Daojun was investigating the affairs of the goddess of Xiyin, he accidentally found it. "

He looked at Ning Qingqing with a little worry.

She blinked and urged him to continue.

Futuzi said: "Su, the main voice of the Medicine King Valley, had a short affair with the goddess of Xiyin. Does the lady know about the goddess of Xiyin?"

He looks quite cautious.

Ning Qingqing shook his head.

Futuzi let out a sigh of relief and said, "The Xiyin clan are the remnants of the ancient immortals and gods. They have average talents for cultivation, but they are extremely proficient in prophecy and divination. Whenever there will be great chaos in the world, the goddess of Xiyin will reincarnate. Guide the world through disasters. The world has successfully experienced the disaster, but the goddess of Xiyin will die in response to the disaster, and she can be regarded as the immortal bodhisattva who can help all living beings."

Ning Qingqing nodded without understanding.

Futuzi continued: "The last born goddess of Xiyin had a relationship with Yaowanggu, the main voice of Suan. It is a pity that the goddess is different from ordinary people after all. The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water can't be grasped. After being accompanied for a short time, the goddess of Xiyin left Yinzhisu unfeelingly. After she left Yinzhisu was very depressed. Fortunately, her wife, Lian Xuejiao, was beside her to comfort her, and then she gradually came out of her emotional hurt."

"Yin Zhi Su and Lian Xuejiao have been married for many years, and finally got a son, that is Yin Chaofeng. Yin Chaofeng is born inadequate, and his body is abnormally weak. Lian Xuejiao has spoiled a little bit, but for so many years, I only heard about Shao Gu. He has devoted himself to studying medicine and is quite accomplished in medicine, and he has no bad reputation."

"The lady of the valley owner is kind and kind, if it is verified that Yin Chaofeng has done evil, the worst is this kind mother, alas..."

Ning Qingqing nodded silently.

The Futuzi thief glanced at her again with mung bean eyes, and said, "Look, madam, this Xiyin goddess is not an unattainable figure, and she can talk about love. Now the valley owner Mrs. Lian Xuejiao is actually quite ordinary, and hasn't she succeeded in replacing the goddess' position in the heart of the valley master?"

Ning Qingqing didn't understand what he meant to express, she tilted her head slightly, looking at the floating tuzi.

"When the prince of Dao knew about the relationship between the goddess of Xiyin and the main sound of Yaowanggu, he only knew it." Futuzi said cautiously. "Although our princes are happy and angry, they have followed Dao after all. For many years, he hasn't taken care of him, and his subordinates still have a certain degree of certainty—even if the monarch does not care about the past of the goddess of Xiyin and the master of Yingu, how can he please her?

Xie Wuwang doesn't like the goddess of Xiyin?

Ning Qingqing tilted her head strangely. She felt as if she had heard this sentence before.

I just don’t know when, where, who said it.

It has nothing to do with her anyway.

Futuzi said with emotion: "In fact, Madam really doesn't need to care too much."

Ning Qingqing shook her head subconsciously: "I don't care."

In the flames raging in the fighting road, the last fellow monk in Loulan City spewed blood, his body flew upside down, and hit the end of the white jade road wall heavily.

His pupils trembled and tightened, his eyes fixed on the wild flames in front of him, as if an Asura evil spirit would come out of him.

The mottled and deep blood stains on the walls indicate that more than one battle has been fought here. Those who died did not even survive the bones.

"Xie Wuwang! You can't die!" The monk Loulan City's voice was hoarse and broken, and the vague voice came out of his mouth and the charred chest cavity at the same time.

He clung to the blood-soaked white jade stele in his arms, and a few words faintly flashed on the stele-the only Taoist monarch.

A very low chuckle came from the raging flames.

Gentle, cool and thin.

In the next instant, a tall and slender body emerged from the flames. Xie Wuwang was wearing a black robe, and the flames confined behind him, like an abyss that could swallow everything.

The palm with Yan strangled the monk Loulan City's throat.

When he was dying, the monk heard the sound of hidden guards wafting from the sound-transmitting mirror in Xie Wuwang's sleeves: "...Madame said, she doesn't care."

Xie Wuwang moved his eyelashes, and the shadow covered his eyes.

The hand movement paused for a moment.

Brother Loulan flashed a light in his eyes, ignored the throat that burned into black embers, and injected all the remaining spiritual power of his body into the stone stele in his arms!

"boom-"

The white jade stele that was supposed to be sent out as ‘evidence’ suddenly turned into thousands of fine rays of light, blasting to every corner of the Doudao indiscriminately.

Xie Wuwang's reaction can be called inhuman.

With wide sleeves flicking, he has retreated into the sky full of flames. In the blink of an eye, everything in the Doudao turned into flames, the air was burned, the waves of flames resisted thousands of needles, and even the light was ignited densely!

"Hahahaha—" Behind the flames, there was the melting voice of Brother Loulan, "Unexpectedly! This is the token left by the Bai Daojun, here to kill the descendants of the Baihuai quasi Daojun, prepare to meet the wrath of the ancestors! "

Xie Wuwang's eyes were cold, and when he looked down, he saw a drop of blood oozing from the tip of his middle finger.