Picking up a husband is a pit

Yunjian also convinced herself, why she always came back when the young couple had a quarrel, again and again, she was also very embarrassed, okay?

Without further ado, he put the whole pack of fish cakes on the table, turned around and left.

Once Yunjian left, there were only Liu Xixi and Fu Zhouzhi in the room.

Liu Xixi continued to chew the food in his mouth, gulping and drinking, expressionless, only hissing in pain when he lowered his head and pulled his scalp, and then cast a resentful glance at the person who was facing the wall thinking about his past.

Fu Zhouzhi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Every time Liu Xixi glanced at him, he could feel that his back was straight, the backs of his hands were equally straight, and he was so serious about facing the wall. .

It really made Liu Xixi unable to make any mistakes.

One day later, the earth dragon turning over in Wan Erniang's mouth did not happen, and there was no sign of the earthquake.

Liu Xixi even packed the valuables according to what Wan Erniang said, and Fu Zhouzhi also cooperated with him to help move things, making full preparations.

In the end, nothing happened, so I couldn't help but doubt the change described by Wan Erniang.

……

midnight.

Shoujian Guan, Lingtai.

Luo Sicheng was hung upside down on a square pillar for a night and a day, and his spiritual veins were sealed. He felt the pain of blood flooding his head like a disabled person.

If he hadn't cultivated since he was a child, and his physical fitness was stronger than that of ordinary people, he would be able to bear the blood alone.

Night and day passed, and it seemed that it was midnight again, and Luo Sicheng was on the verge of collapse even though his physique was strong enough.

And it's not that the people in the audience didn't want to let him go, it's that the surname Fu did too much, not only let go, but whoever dares to knock down the rope that hangs Luo Sicheng is equivalent to making an enemy of Fu Zhouzhi, waiting to be punished equal treatment.Not only did he let go, but he also made a magic circle under Luo Sicheng. The diameter of the magic circle was less than one meter, and it was facing Luo Sicheng accurately.Even if a bird flies over, it has to be dragged down by the magic circle and lie on the ground.

Even the temple master Song Weicang couldn't reach out, he had no choice but to wait for the surname Fu to do what he said, and when the time came, he would come and release him in person.

"Monastery Master, here we come, Mrs. Fu is here..." A disciple rushed to report.

Song Weicang raised his closed eyelids a little, and glanced at the disciple who was in a state of confusion, he was really unbearable, he frowned and couldn't bear to look any further, and closed his eyes again. "Come as soon as you come, why panic, as a disciple of this concept, how can you be so self-confident and contribute to the prestige of others."

The disciple who reported the letter was alerted and enlightened, and then he adjusted his breath and calmed down, "Yes, what the Master said is very true, and this disciple knows his mistake."

Song Weigang snorted, then asked again. "Where are the people?"

"Human, still on the way up the mountain, not yet at the mountain gate..."

"Haven't arrived at the mountain gate yet?" Song Weicang opened his eyes in a little surprise, and stared at the disciple who reported the letter earnestly, full of doubts, following Fu Zhouzhi's vigorous and resolute behavior in the past, it shouldn't be!

"My lord, when the disciples from below reported that Mrs. Fu went up the mountain on foot, stopping every five steps, resting every ten steps, it seemed that he was not in a hurry to come up..." Even he himself didn't quite believe what the disciple reported. .

Not to mention Song Weicang who knew a little about Fu Shi.

Song Weicang was even more confused, what kind of moth is going to happen to this orphan of the Fu family!

"You, go down and talk to Mrs. Fu, and say that the master of the temple is waiting at the Lingtai."

"This..." The disciple who sent the message hesitated and dared not answer.

"If you want to go, go, dawdle."

The disciple who sent the letter plopped down and knelt down, "The lord clearly observed... that Mrs. Fu came from the bottom of the mountain and brought a machete up the mountain, hacking and chopping all the way, destroying many bushes along the way... I'm afraid the disciple will not be able to reach it." If you come forward, you will be accidentally injured..."

"...a hatchet knife?"

"Exactly."

Strange!Most of the weapons are not used, so I specially brought a hatchet?

This, isn't it just to save their face on purpose, so that everyone in the world can see that Shoujian Temple is suppressed by a hatchet and dare not make a sound!

What an orphan of the Fu family, he is indeed insidious!

Song Weicang couldn't sit still anymore, he raised his foot and wanted to go over to have a look in person, but after turning around a few times, he fell back to the original place.

Even if he passed, so what, Fu Zhouzhi would listen to him and take away the hatchet?I'm afraid that after listening to him put away the machete, the magic weapon in his hand is no longer an ordinary sword!
I heard that Mrs. Fu has "borrowed" a lot of treasures recently...

That night, none of the disciples in the Guanli dared to relax, and the news spread quickly. They were all guessing the meaning attached to the "chopping knife", and all of them were worried about the survival of Shoujian Temple.

A haze was generated in everyone's heart and influenced each other, forming a huge pressure invisibly, pressing down on everyone in the audience.

The longer the time dragged on, the pressure gradually increased.

The person who invisibly put pressure on everyone is still slowly going up the mountain, not caring about the fear and anxiety of the people on the mountain during the long wait. A few steps up, the people on the mountain can also feel less anxious.

Until the western dawn star lit up, I finally saw the shadow of the hatchet.

Before Fu Zhouzhi could show up, the firewood knife flew over first, passed everyone's sight, flew up to the Lingtai, and circled around the suspended Luo Sicheng a few times in a strange way, just when everyone thought Luo's house When the young master was about to separate his head from his body, he cut the rope with a machete.

The rope broke, and Luo Sicheng, who had been hung upside down for a day and two nights, finally fell to the ground. The moment he touched the ground, the magic circle disintegrated, and his journey of enclosing the land as a prison was over.

Ji Wei, who had been guarding below, hurriedly ran to hug his young master, untied the rope, patted his face, patted his chest, pinched him, and didn't feel relieved until Luo Sicheng breathed out slowly.

In the eyes of everyone, Fu Zhouzhi strolled over from the courtyard, walking in a very undisciplined manner. It didn't seem like he was here to make trouble at all, but more like a boring night outing.

Go to the bottom of the Lingtai, jump up, and land in the center.

Looking around, everyone was terrified. Seeing this scene, Fu Zhouzhi couldn't help but chuckled, and turned his gaze to Song Weicang on the edge of the Lingtai.

"Song Guanzhu, this is your fault. Isn't this Cheng Gongzi your friend's nephew? His face is purple when he hangs on it, and Song Guanzhu doesn't know how to be put down. Tsk tsk, look at this face is almost swollen into a pig's head. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if Guanzhu Song's friends knew about this."

Provoked by Fu Zhouzhi casually, Song Weicang's already ugly face almost turned into a liver-colored one, but he held back, a little intolerance would lead to a big plan, and he must not alert the prey before the plan is implemented.

"Thieves dare to be proud."

"Song Guanzhu said this, how dare the boy be proud in front of you! The boy is just, used to being arrogant."

"...You, Fu Zhouzhi, how long do you think you can continue to be arrogant? You really think that no one can cure you. You betrayed the sect, deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors, destroyed the Song family and slaughtered Baicheng. You are insane. The Xuantianmen can't clean you up. , someone else will always stand up."

"Okay, I finally heard a decent sentence. The boy has been waiting, and if Guanzhu Song knows which master is interested in this, please pass it on for him. The boy is really tired of waiting, so please hurry up. "

"Don't worry, the master will tell you the truth."

"Thank you!" Fu Zhouzhi seemed satisfied with Song Weicang's reply, and nodded.

Song Weicang was filled with righteous indignation, but he only spoke but didn't move.

Fu Zhouzhi also knew that the other party came here most of the time, so he stopped the verbal dispute and turned his gaze to Luo Sicheng who was leaning on Ji Wei.

Luo Sicheng's Lingmai was sealed and he couldn't use any strength, even if he recovered, he didn't have the extra strength to compete with Fu Zhouzhi.He could only stare fiercely with a pair of eyes, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.

Ji Wei hugged him tightly and reminded in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, the future will be long."

"That's right, the future will be long." Luo Sicheng listened, and closed his eyes tightly to avoid looking at Fu Zhouzhi.

Seeing this, Fu Zhouzhi was also a little surprised, he didn't expect this guy to bear it so much after being humiliated by him. "Young Master Cheng is not bad. You have gained wisdom from eating a sting, and you know how to restrain yourself. It seems that I have found the right way. It is worthwhile to communicate with Young Master Cheng."