When I opened my eyes, my fox became a sick villain

Chapter 105 It's All Fake
Qingwu only felt a heavy head, she had never imagined such a situation, and she didn't dare to think about it, even at this moment, with the matter in front of Qingwu, she just wanted to escape and retreat.

However, she took that step back, allowing Yan Chenjin to get the answer.

He sneered, "You are the liar, you said you would always like me, you said you would like you more than me, and you like me more. That's it, you are afraid, I still have a lot you don't know What about it?"

Qingwu was too unfamiliar with Yanchenjin like this, so strange that she felt that the person in front of her was not Yanchenjin at all, but... the crazy Yanchenjue.

Yanchen approached her until Qingwu's body was pressed against the bedpost, and he touched Qingwu's face, "Sister Qing, you said you like me, do you really like me? You only like that fox, it's just that fox The Yanchenjin you blessed. The ridiculous thing is, I am not Yanchenjin at all."

Qingwu frowned, his pupils trembled, and he was very frightened, "You... who are you?"

He smiled, but his eyes were full of sadness and pain, "You guessed it, I am Yan Chenjue, I... and my brother are the same person."

She never doubted, how could these two people who are so different from each other be the same person?

However, Qingwu can still distinguish Yanchenjin's current appearance even though he still has Yanchenjin's face on his face.

Qingwu scolded: "Madman, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? I want to make all the hated people pay the price, I want to avenge you and myself. Bai Mi, Xianmen, none of them can escape, I want to kill them one by one, one by one, Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, and avoid future troubles forever!" With his eyes bare, he growled almost insanely.

A sudden slap hit Yan Chenjin's face fiercely, completely killing his arrogance.

Qingwu looked at him with red eyes, the hand that hit him just now stopped in the air, trembling unceasingly, as if out of control.

The boy's head was turned to one side after being hit, and he turned his head slowly, with dead silence and despair in his eyes.

She had never hit him so angrily, and she had never been willing to do so, whether it was in her previous life or this life.

But now...

Yan Chenjin's eye sockets were completely wet, "You really don't want me anymore!"

Qingwu swayed and almost fainted.

She didn't know, really didn't know.

Yan Chenjin gave a helpless wry smile, pinched Qingwu's jaw, forcing her to raise her head, her eyes were shining red, she stared at Qingwu closely, and mechanically said: "Forget what I said, Sister Qing, forget Right. The person who attacked the female cultivator was not me, but Bai Mi, who did it."

Qingwu's eyes gradually became hollow, and he nodded slightly.

After the sun went down, Jiang Mingyun and the others came back, Qing Wu went up to meet him and asked, "How is it?"

Jiang Mingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, but said nothing.

Qingwu immediately understood what he meant.

That night, Qingwu met Jiang Mingyun again.

Jiang Mingyun: "We removed the skin of one of the mummified corpses. There was a wound on the abdomen, and the skin was cut open. In addition, a flame-shaped brand was found on the bone. I remember very clearly that it was the shape carved on the back of the hilt of Master's sword." The depth of the imprint, which penetrates into the bones, is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Qingwu was silent for a moment, "Could it be that he really did it? But everything seems to be prepared."

"What did you find?" Jiang Mingyun asked.

Qingwu told Jiang Mingyun who peeked at the scene from Liang Zhen's memory, "The last person Liang Zhen saw was Bai Mi, and I'm sure I didn't admit my mistake."

Although Qingwu was sure, Jiang Mingyun still couldn't believe it, "I have followed Master since I was a child, and I have seen everything Master says and does. Although he is rigid and strictly abides by dogma, he is very upright and does not seem to be able to use it." Such a man of insidious magic."

As a disciple, Jiang Mingyun had feelings for his master.

Although Qingwu has never experienced it, he can roughly understand, "Although Bai Mi and I have a grudge against me, I still don't think it was really him who did it. It's just that other things may be framed, but memories cannot be edited. Seeing it with my own eyes again, it is inevitable that my heart will be troubled.”

Jiang Mingyun pondered and said: "Don't rush to a conclusion, you will investigate the mummy with me tomorrow, and if you find anything else, communicate in time."

"Is it okay? My status is low." Qingwu's concerns are not unreasonable.

There are many things involved in this matter, and the monks participating today are all well-known and respected, and they are far away from the loose and unpopular disciples like Qingwu.

Jiang Mingyun nodded, "We need manpower now, and with Elder Lan Yu's assurance to you, you can naturally participate."

"Ye Lanqian?"

Jiang Mingyun hummed.

Qing Wu said: "You are so troublesome that you don't even let a person who is in retreat go unnoticed."

Since returning from Xiling Ghost Valley, Ye Lanyu's health has not been well. Qingwu also wanted to visit him, but he was in retreat, so it was not easy to disturb him.

Jiang Mingyun said indifferently: "That's not true. It's just that Elder Lanyu came out of the customs today. He asked me about you, and later asked about what happened today. I didn't ask. He brought it up by himself. I hope you can help. See Look, there are quite a few people who know your identity, so I'm also curious, what kind of relationship do you have with Elder Lan Yu?"

As far as Yan Chenjin was concerned, Jiang Mingyun knew that he had been involved with the one on Langya Mountain.

But Elder Lanyu is indeed the only son of the former sect master. What kind of relationship does such a person have with the devil on Langya Mountain?
Qing Wu squinted at him, "Master Jiang, don't you care too much?"

"It's just curiosity. It's okay if you don't say it. Next time I meet Elder Lan Que, I'll just ask him in person." Jiang Mingyun folded his hands and smiled maliciously.

Qing Wu raised his forehead, "Are you all bored?"

"It's okay, are you going to say it or not?"

"Gossip!"

"Nowhere near you."

Qingwu had no choice but to say: "We got along for a while when we were young, are you satisfied?"

The smile on the corners of Jiang Mingyun's lips grew stronger, "My childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart? Got it."

You know what a fart!Qingwu cursed inwardly.

Qingwu hurriedly changed the subject, "Don't talk about anything, let me ask you, if I don't meet with the soul digger, will I not be manipulated?"

Jiang Mingyun was silent for a long time, and said: "It should be so. Speaking of it this way, it makes people even more suspicious of Master. The puppet must stay by his side. It is not without reason that the soul picker chose Lu Yaoqing."

"..."

Leaving from Jiang Mingyun's place, Qingwu was even more confused.

She looked up at the vast starry sky, all she could think about was how to leave this place of right and wrong with Yan Chenjin.

But if he was taken away for no reason, he would definitely be puzzled.

But if you tell him the truth, it will make him worry.

Qingwu sighed deeply, no matter which way, Qingwu only wants to protect Yan Chenjin, as long as he can prevent him from suffering, she must take him away.

Today Yanchenjin left the door for her, Qingwu entered the room, and saw the young man lying on the side of the couch with his back to her, not sure if he was asleep or not.

Qingwu thought, it's too late, let's talk to him about it tomorrow morning!

After warming up and lying down, Qingwu hugged Yanchenjin's waist from behind.

The boy's body visibly trembled, but he didn't turn around.

Qing Wu asked him, "Haven't slept yet?"

The boy didn't answer, and hid away, as if he was angry.

But Qingwu thought that he hadn't done anything to make Yan Chenjin unhappy these few days, so he was quite confident, "Baby, are you angry?"

Yan Chenjin snorted, but still ignored her.

Qingwu could only patiently turn him over and look at him face to face.

Even in the dark, Qingwu can still see Yanchenjin's cheek bulge according to the outline.

She couldn't help stroking it, and confirmed that it was really bulging, "What's wrong with your face? Did you get hit?"

Qingwu suddenly got up nervously and looked at him.

Yan Chenjin patted her hand away, and said angrily, "I'm fine."

"..." Qingwu was helpless, "What's going on, tell me, and I'll help you vent your anger. What are you doing for losing your temper with me for no reason? I didn't hit you."

Yan Chenjin stared at her for a moment, hummed softly, turned his head away, and said, "I bumped into it myself."

How did it happen?Where did it hit?Can hit the cheek?
Qingwu only felt that he was making trouble out of no reason, that the previous problems had been more or less corrected, but now it is better, and he went back again.

"Inkstone dust!"

Qingwu just called him, and before he had time to say a word or two, he exploded first.

The boy sat up with a bang, and shouted, "Why are you angry at me?"

Although Qingwu did admit that he had bitten those three words a little bit harder, but he just wanted to remind him, and it wasn't considered angry.
Qingwu endured and didn't get angry, just admitted his mistake to him, "It's my fault, what are you doing sitting up, don't catch the cold, lie down quickly, and cover yourself with the quilt."

Yan Chenjin pushed her hand away and said, "Let me ask you, do you really like my skin, or me?"

This inexplicable question made Qing Wu's eyes go blank. She was already messed up enough, and he added chaos to her.

Qingwu got up, closed his eyes, speechless and helpless, "I like everything, as long as it's you, I like everything, it's late, stop making trouble, go to sleep!"

Her perfunctory answer made Yan Chen even more furious, and he forced him to ask: "If I were a villain with countless books, would you like me too?"

Qingwu really didn't understand, where did he come from so many assumptions, and he really lost his patience, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

The boy's eyes were red, and he pushed her angrily, "Go, get out, I don't want to see you."

"You..." Qingwu took a deep breath, unable to say any words of accusation.

After finally swallowing the breath stuck in his throat, Qing Wu said: "I'll come see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she turned over and got on the bed, picked up her coat, and went out.

Just as the door closed, there was a muffled sound of pillows hitting the door frame behind him.

Qingwu frowned, wishing he could rush in and question him, but he didn't want to see him cry because he was too fierce.

She didn't understand what Yan Chenjin was making a fuss about and why.

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow, let's talk about it!
Qingwu had an uneasy sleep, at first he was angry, then annoyed.

Anger is naturally angry at the sudden anger of Yan Chenchen, and annoyance is also annoyance that he shouldn't have left him alone.

I clearly know what kind of temperament he is, but still...

Qingwu sighed, and went to knock on Yanchenjin's door early the next morning.

Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well last night, he still hasn't woken up yet, and no one responded.

So, Qingwu had no choice but to give up and followed Jiang Mingyun to investigate the mummy.

At dusk, Qingwu specially brought a jug of sweet milk from the kitchen to apologize to Yan Chenjin.

Still knocking on the door, still no response.

Are you not in the house at this hour?

Qingwu simply put the milk on the ground and left.

When she came again at night, the door was locked, and the pot of milk by the door was still on the ground, untouched.

Not only that, but even the windows were locked.

It was only then that Qingwu realized that the man deliberately didn't want to talk to her.

She was so angry that she wanted to kick the door, and worried that Yan Chenjin would fall asleep at this time and wake him up, so she could only leave silently.

For three days in a row, Qingwu came in the morning, noon and evening, and was shut out every time.

Rao Qingwu no matter how good-tempered he is, he can't bear Yan Chenjin being so polished.

Ever since, from the fourth day, Qing Wu simply ignored him.

Thinking about letting this kid suffer a little bit, he can live in peace for a few days.

But this is good, Qingwu is busy working outside during the day, and Yanchenjin stays behind closed doors when he comes back at night, and the two of them never even see each other once.

If it wasn't for the slight movement of Yanchenjin from the same door, Qingwu couldn't help wondering if he was seriously ill and passed away.

However, Qingwu was annoyed by Yan Chenjin's side, but there was new progress in the investigation.

For half a month, everyone worked together to skin all the mummified corpses. After opening the skins, it was found that only Huaguangmen disciples had been used on the female corpses.

The skins of the remaining female corpses whose identities cannot be distinguished are all intact.

Most of these female corpses that have been used to dig out souls were found after Qingwu was reborn, and this is where the problem lies.

Jiang Mingyun sat in front of the oil lamp, staring at the flickering flames in a daze, "It's so strange, since you have already cultivated a puppet, it's fine if you never use it, but you want to do it again. Could it be that there are other people who need to be resurrected?"

Qingwu boldly guessed, "Is it possible that I am just a test subject, and that person is testing the feasibility of this method by replacing my soul. But there is someone else who really wants to replace it?"

It is possible.

Jiang Mingyun looked at her with cold eyes, "Who do you think it could be?"

Qingwu spread his hands helplessly, "Should I ask you this question? I have only met Bai Mi once. He might want to resurrect someone. You, a proud disciple, should know better than anyone else."

Jiang Mingyun's eyes darkened. He did think of someone, but he immediately shook his head to dismiss the thought, because it was impossible.

Seeing that he was silent, Qingwu couldn't help frowning, and pressed his palm on his shoulder, "Jiang Mingyun, we are on the same boat now, don't hide anything from me."

(End of this chapter)