Chapter 935: Falling into the trap
Bai Zhanji was the most scheming among the monks. Seeing Chi Wenyan's appearance, he instantly felt that something was wrong.
According to what he said, Li Jiujiu might even have been killed.
He didn't even know about her treasure, but he used emotion and reason to trick her into it. How could he take advantage of others first?
Bai Zhanji's face instantly darkened: "You are looking for death!"
He was trying to improve 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 still running, a dull pain surged in his chest for no reason.
Bai Zhanji's spirit trembled, 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 with his luck, 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 energy 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 they were all 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 did not fade away 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 did not look at the people falling to the ground one after another. Chi Wenyan stumbled to the table in despair and poured a bowl of cold tea, pouring it on his head.
After a moment, he seemed to have calmed down a little. He leaned on the table and took a breath. Looking at Bai Zhanji lost in thought, he murmured:
"It's not all a dead end... It's not all a dead end... It's a dead end."
Bai Zhanji barely managed to keep the spiritual platform from being eroded by the strange poison. 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! You dare to plot against us, haven't you thought about the consequences you will bear?"
"The consequences?" Chi Wenyan sneered: "You cultivators have always been the most pretentious, no one Unexpectedly, a group of immortal cultivators who came in groups would eventually be plotted by a mortal
Don’t worry, Yundu Villa is so cunning. Strange events are 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 are responsible for all this? Direct and act!"
Bai Zhanji was so angry that he wished he could give him a sword right now and chop this bumbling mortal to death with random arrows!
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... cough!!!”
Chi Wenyan’s hand holding the candle trembled unsteadily due to coughing, and the fishy sweetness in his chest made him look helpless. Come.
Chi Wenyan opened his cuffs and looked at the signs of ulceration starting to form 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 is approaching, but he has lost the materials 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 dispel and 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 is falling 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 too 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 in 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 can do is 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 tablets were enshrined. She finally couldn't help but screamed out:
" Li Jiujiu? "
Now that I think about it, Li Jiujiu disappeared in the morning, and he was probably killed because he broke Chi Wenyan's conspiracy.
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.
I didn’t expect that 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, the sound of weeds is growing, and the occasional rat squeaks and crawls across, making it look dilapidated, desolate and eerie.
Li Jiujiu looked around the environment and found that under a pile of rocks and grass, the three people who had hit the bamboo to seek shelter from the rain at midnight last night also fell unconscious there.
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 have high self-esteem and do not take mortals into consideration, it is normal for them to be plotted to behave like this.
But last night, Ji Xinian was clearly so wary of suspicion about 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 appearance, Li Jiujiu was greatly amused:
"Why are you crying? There must be a road to the mountain before the car, and we may not be the same. A dead end. ”
“ Is Miss Li Xianren just 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 in front of him, lighting up the night. The cold and dampness dissipated somewhat.
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 simmering 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 can't get treatment tonight, he may not be able to survive.
Not far from him, there were two people with dull and stiff expressions. The two people's eyes emitted orange-red light, and their gazes were constantly guarding an unconscious woman in white. .
The black hair of the woman in white spread out, covering her face, making her appearance unclear.
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 the net, and someone who was unlucky enough to accept the commission from Yundu Villa knocked on the door.
"Gululu..."
Ji Yinyin hadn't eaten for a day, and smelling the aroma of broth wafting in the air, her stomach started to growl unexpectedly.
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 ladle 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 strong sip and expressed her disdain: "Whoever wants to eat your meat soup, get away from me!"
But he felt very aggrieved.
Why do both of them like Li Jiujiu? Even such a sinister villain treats Li Jiujiu so favorably.
Li Jiujiu noticed Ji Yinyin's disgusted mood and couldn't help but said: "Miss Yinyin, don't think that he is showing favoritism to me. Do you know what's going on in that meat soup?" What is it?”
Chi Wenyan laughed out loud and 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 to prevent her from losing her memory."
Ji Yinyin's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Hui Wuniang's calf in disbelief. He looked at the hideous scar on his belly, 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 lifted up the Tianling Cap. It took great endurance to hold back and not spit 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 justly despised Chi Wenyan's behavior, and some people scolded him for being crazy.
There are also a small number of calm monks who realize what they are about to face, and their faces are pale and silent.
Li Jiujiu saw that the two women and one man under the stone pile had also woken up. There were no signs of woodiness on their bodies, but they looked weak and weak. They should 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 most people wake up, they find that they are 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, Li Jiujiu felt more confident after seeing this scene.
She asked Ji Yinyin: "Why were you arrested, 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 guess correctly, the failure of the child to be born is not caused by evil at all, but because Hui Wuniang wanted to protect her child and desperately delayed 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 arm could not twist the thigh, so she chose to die together and aborted the child herself. , which made Chi Wenyan furious.
Chi Wenyan poisoned the tea, and we ended up in this situation without checking it for a while. "
Hui Wuniang actually aborted her child with her own hands.
Hearing this, 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 the adults are here, how dare you bother the adults to abide by the rules of bamboo shooting in this villa? It's the 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 saw his mood. With a faint look on his face, his heart skipped a beat, and suddenly there was a feeling of panic 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 has an extremely strong temperament. I didn't expect that she would kill her own child."
< br>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 a minute! If the adults leave like this today, the villain may not be able to wait until next year at all. ”
(End of this chapter)