Mistakenly Saving the Villain - Chapter 91

The bird demon wiped clean the golden chair in the main hall, and respectfully invited the gods to take a seat.

Shenjun glanced in disgust, shook his head gently, raised his hand and burned the dirty-touched seat, and then invited several red vines, woven into a fire-like gorgeous throne, with the butterfly of Nirvana. Sit down slowly.

Most of the face-faced monks in Jinfeng Villa were dead, and the rest were slaves and servants who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, and there were a few more lucky monks who saved their lives.

The gods killed the remaining monks at will. Only one monk surnamed Ma escaped the massacre, and was taken to the dungeon together with his wife and children, saying that he was released from the Golden Phoenix Villa after the matter was over.

Brother Ma only has a foundation for repairing. He is short in stature and ugly. He is the cook of Jinfeng Villa. He likes to drink. He often speaks ridiculously after drinking. He acts ridiculously. He occasionally takes advantage of his colleagues and uses Lingshi to drag him. Nothing back…so everyone didn’t like him, but the few spirit beast dishes he made won Jin Feiyi’s heart, and they were tolerated. His wife is a bitch, bitter and mean, quarreling with foul language, and even mortal peasant women are willing to bow down to the wind…

This is a little man of no use value.

Not to mention Bai Zihao and the demon cultivator of the immortal summit, even Brother Ma didn’t understand why the gods would be open to the Internet. He thankfully took his wife and children out of the main hall.

Shenjun glanced at the remaining hundred or so slaves, and stretched out countless threads of divine thoughts in his palms, and plunged into their sea of ​​consciousness. Then, one after another slaves were strangled by divine thoughts at the sea of ​​consciousness, and fell silently. On the ground. There were about 30 remaining slaves. They woke up and saw the tragic situation, their minds were confused, they were all limp on the ground, and they forgot to cry.

“For the dead, you can go.”

“The evildoer can be killed.”

“The innocent can be forgiven.”

Shenjun finished the sentence, then looked at Bai Zihao, and asked coldly: “How about you?”

“Me?” Bai Zihao glanced blankly at the slaves lying on the ground around him, and found that the new slaves accounted for nearly half of them. He slightly understood the reason why some of the slaves were killed. Being weak does not mean not guilty. In Jinfeng Villa, the slaves are divided into several classes. A house owner like him is the best. Apart from asking for Jin Fei’s heart, life is almost the same as that of a noble son. Or become a steward in every yard. Not only can you discipline ordinary slaves, but you also have the opportunity to become a major steward for training new slaves when you are old. There are many levels of such differences, and occasionally you are lucky to meet good guests and get out of slavery. , The story of one step up to the sky.

The slaves were trapped in animal cages, fighting and framing each other for the small fleshy bones. When Bai Zihao first came to Jinfeng Villa, he didn’t understand these methods. They succeeded several times. He and Jin Feiyu gave birth to grievances and suffered a lot of grievances. Fortunately, they were all cleared of their grievances in the end.

However, there are some people who disdain to associate with dirty things and would rather jump into the trap and be practiced to the end…

The proud red figure appeared in Bai Zihao’s mind for some reason. That year, Yao Wang Xianzun suddenly retreated, and the more Wuhuan disappeared without a trace. He secretly inquired about Yeyu Pavilion without telling Jin Feiyu. Ye Yuge said that someone had seen Yue Wuhuan with white hair and blood in a dying state, expecting to be dead.

The bird that leaves the cage will not survive after all…

Bai Zihao was secretly sad for a long time, but Jin Feizhen noticed that he suspected that he was wrong with other men, so he severely punished him.

Seeing him in a daze, Shenjun asked patiently again: “Do you think you deserve to die?”

“Damn it,” Bai Zihao stomped on the ground, numbly, “I and Jin Feiji are Taoists, and I have never persuaded him for what he did. I watched my husband and friends use their lives for fun, and I only thought that it was not myself. That’s it. I’m indifferent to everything, and I’m not going to save him…” He has never killed people personally, nor does he want to kill people, but Jin Feiyu killed more than one or two people to protect him. He enjoyed it. With the abundant resources of Jinfeng Villa, accepting Jin Feiyu’s feelings, he should also bear the corresponding crimes. He raised his head and asked with a smile, “God, am I a killable evildoer?”

Shenjun looked at him solemnly, as if thinking about something.

Bai Zihao asked again: “The Taoist companion should be the same forest bird, the husband is dead, and I am tired too…”

He hopes to die cleanly.

Shenjun slowly said: “Jin Feiyu is not dead yet, I will lock him in the dungeon of the immortal pinnacle.”

Bai Zihao looked up in amazement, couldn’t believe his ears, and didn’t know whether to be surprised or happy.

“I will keep his life for ten years.” Shenjun walked down from the throne and changed a pair of clean gloves. He watched Bai Zihao’s expression change with interest, and then let out a mocking chuckle, “You You can wait for him, don’t do stupid things, ten years later, I hope you can bring me the real answer…”

Bai Zihao didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence, he had a lot of questions, but was oppressed by the powerful aura of the gods, he didn’t dare to ask.

After hesitating, blood-red vines stretched out, he felt something pricked in the back of his neck, and then fainted.

…

Bai Zihao slept drowsy for many days, occasionally opening his eyes in a daze, feeling the surrounding shaking, the scenery and the light were different, it seemed to be moving, he didn’t have the energy to think more, and soon went back to sleep.

The sound of rooster crowing awakened him from his deep sleep.

He found himself lying in a simple brick house, the blue quilt covered on his body did not have strong incense, only a faint smell of sunshine, and he was wearing the most usual Tsing Yi, and all the valuable jewellery on his body was removed. There was a blue cloth package on the table. There were dozens of spiritual stones and a few hundred taels of silver in it. It was not enough for a meal in Jinfeng Villa, but it was enough to live a relatively affluent ordinary life in the mortal world, which seemed to be reserved for him. Cost of Living?

There was a noise outside the window. There was the noise of early-rising farmers rushing to farm cattle and going to the fields, the noise of villagers carrying a burden to drive to the morning market, and the noise of neighboring women knocking on the pot to feed the chickens. The cries of naughty children after falling down, the chaotic sounds with familiar smell of fireworks in the world…

What exactly does Shenjun want to do to him?

Bai Zihao was terrified. He quietly opened the window and looked into the gap. He found that it was a lively small village with brick yards everywhere, with peach, pear and apricot trees planted in the yard. There are willows hanging down the river, many ducks and white geese are swimming, and there is a good smell of buns next door. Everywhere is comfortable and peaceful…

He vaguely remembered that he lived in such a small village with his mother before being sold into Jinfeng Villa. He grew a few acres of thin fields, and his mother weaving and raising chickens taught him how to read and teach him the truth. Poor, but very happy. Later, the life was not good, the village was ransacked by bandits, and his mother was killed. When he was crying on the roadside, he met Xie Que. Xie Que killed the bandit. He was so grateful that he voluntarily returned to the world of immortality with Xie Que and became a disciple. Unexpectedly, after being briefly taught for a few days, he was sold into Jinfeng Villa.

Many years later, he learned from Jin Feizhen that it was Xie Que who had fallen in love with his appearance and aptitude and deliberately attracted the bandits…

At that time Xie Que was dead, and he didn’t even have the strength to resent.

Bai Zihao hid in the quilt and cried quietly. He understood the warning from the gods and didn’t dare to seek life and death. He had to survive for ten years.

However, he was so scared that he dared not leave this house, let alone touch the outside world, what should he do?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and there was a clear voice asking: “Do you have scissors in your house? Let me use them.”

Bai Zihao looked through the crack of the door secretly and found that it was a little girl about twelve years old, very beautiful, wearing a floral skirt, wearing two long braids, and a pink begonia flower obliquely inserted on the sideburns. , The whole body is full of vigor.

Seeing that there was no response from the door, the girl knocked twice again: “New neighbor, are you at home?”

Bai Zihao immediately retracted, and then touched the Daolu seal burned on the collarbone, feeling flustered, a little confused about what to do.

He is a man with a husband. He must abide by the etiquette. Without the company of an attendant, he cannot meet outsiders casually, especially such a cute girl… He was once asked by a girl for help and did something for him, and then the girl sent him off. Embroidered with the mandarin duck purse, Jin Feizhen was very upset when he saw it. He scolded him for shamelessness, sent Qiubo indiscriminately, screamed under the man with a mean and wavy body, and had a face to seduce women…

He was so scolded that he could not lift his head, obediently kneeled down and admitted his mistake.

After such things happened several times, he learned to stay on his own, stay by Jin Feiyu’s side obediently, and be a beautiful puppet, without squinting and talking nonsense, so as not to attract bees and butterflies and cause unnecessary trouble… …

Now, should he open the door or shouldn’t he open the door?

Bai Zihao hesitated for a long time.

The girl outside the door knocked for a long time, but when she saw no response, she left.

Bai Zihao breathed a sigh of relief, and then discovered something more difficult. His cultivation has not yet reached the golden core, and he can’t completely fasten. He usually takes bigu and Linggu fairy fruits… Now, the gods will naturally not imprison him at this level. To prepare something good, he has to cook himself, but the kitchen is in the yard, and the firewood and food are also in the yard. If he doesn’t leave the house, he will be hungry…

After searching the room for a long time, he finally found a box of unknown sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the cabinet. After smelling it, it seemed very fresh.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is beautifully made, dyed colorfully, and carved with exquisite patterns. It looks very appetizing, but the taste is weird and hard to say…

Bai Zihao cried while eating, his tears mixed with the unpalatable sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and it became even more unpalatable…

Outside the window came the sound of reading. It was a school. Five or six children followed the old man with white beard and hair. They read the Tao Te Ching very seriously. Bai Zihao leaned against the window and listened for a long time, and gradually stopped tears.

At dusk, the schoolchildren were out of class, and there was noisy outside the house again. The neighbor’s man seemed to be back, and the woman stepped forward to greet him, chattering, and the neighbors were interspersed in the middle. Everyone’s voice was very loud, penetrating the wall and directly into the white In Hao’s ears, Bai Zihao really had nothing to do. After listening for a while, he probably understood that there were two siblings living next door. The brother and sister-in-law were both taciturn and honest people. The family was quite wealthy, with dozens of acres of land. His brother often went to the city. In business, my sister-in-law was pregnant for seven months, with a gentle personality and rarely went out. My sister is a little girl who came to borrow scissors yesterday. She has a lively personality. She likes the parents of the East, and the West is short. She keeps on twittering, including a few Begonia flowers blooming in the yard, and the golden silk cloth of the embroidery village is very beautiful. His dog gave birth to a baby, and Chen’s chicken did not lay an egg…

The ordinary and trivial farm life reminded Bai Zihao of the most carefree childhood.

At night, the cool evening breeze blew across the window, bringing the fragrance of pear blossoms. The frog screamed by the river. Bai Zihao tried to open the window. He saw the sky full of stars. It was more beautiful than any night pearl…

Bai Zihao lay on the windowsill and looked at the stars for a long time, then went out to fix the firewood and the water tank, tidy up the kitchen, and simply made some food. When he was about to go back to the room, he suddenly heard someone calling him from the tree.

He looked back and found that it was the little girl from the house next door sitting on the pear tree, wearing a simple double bun, wearing a five-color embroidered skirt, smilingly holding her cheeks and feet, and waving at him cutely: ” Hey–“

Bai Zihao thought for a while, and found himself ridiculous. This is not Jinfeng Villa. There are not so many messy things. The little girl is thin-skinned, and it would be rude to always refuse. What’s more, when people are young and innocent, it is because they are not right in their minds and think about things that shouldn’t be thought of.

So he plucked up the courage and responded politely.

The girl immediately jumped down from the tree with a smile, and asked familiarly: “My name is Kong Muhua, you can call me Huaer. Beautiful big brother, what is your name?”

Bai Zihao answered his name politely.

Kong Muhua smiled crookedly: “I called you Brother Zihao.”

Bai Zihao didn’t know how to refuse such enthusiasm.

“We are neighbors, we must help each other,” Kong Muhua acquiesced and prayed, “Brother Zihao, can I often play with you? Everyone thinks I have a strange personality, thinks I am pretentious, and jealous of my beauty, they are all Ignore me and bully me. I’m so lonely, Brother Zihao, can you be friends with me? If you have any needs, I can help you…”

When he said that he was disgusted, his expression was very pitiful, as if he would cry when he was rejected.

Bai Zihao could not hold back his pleading, so he agreed.

In the night, Kong Muhua smiled happily, her beautiful skirt wagging and shaking, like a little peacock who wanted to open her tail and spin twice.

Many years later…Bai Zihao was lying on the bed all over, recalling the first encounter this night.

Can’t wait to slap yourself twice, why would you feel soft on the cheeky? !