After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"This is the Zhou family, but I advise you not to go in at this time, otherwise..."

"Thanks to the kindness, I appreciate it."

The man in the white coat walked leisurely.

The man in the Du family didn't want to disturb the affairs inside and cause trouble, so he raised his hand.

But he didn't want the branch in his hand to suddenly pull out many vines and twigs to wrap around his arms. As the green mist became thicker, he felt his knees go limp, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The body of the man in black from the Chen family who was pierced through his heart with an arrow just now was not far in front of him, and he fell into that pool of blood by coincidence.

The blood was warm, not cold and viscous.

And he also clearly saw that the person who should have been stabbed to death by his sword was still breathing with his chest rising and falling.

Even his eyes were still rolling, looking towards him.

Chapter 68 Hades Walk, Hades Walk

Step into the gate and move forward slowly.

A cloud of green mist wrapped around the body of the middle-aged man in the white coat.

He looked up at the towering black giant tree in the yard.

It is said that it is the only Zijin wood left in the world.

The sound of fighting coming from the atrium made Qi Zijin frowned.

This wood that can be seen everywhere is now causing fights.

Ugh……

Raising his hand slowly, Qi Zijin narrowed his eyes.

This place... seems to be a thousand years behind the world I am familiar with.

And it is different from the world full of big trees.

Which one is the place where "Zijin Daoist" used to exist? 1

Familiar, the feeling of warm current coming from Dantian.The surrounding aura was sucked into the body, and then turned into a warm current full of vitality, overflowing.

The Zijin wood in the courtyard shakes its leaves and makes a rustling sound.

This strange tree, which grows by absorbing the corpses of the dead, is now welcoming the arrival of its master who gave him a new name.

Push away the atrium and follow Qi Zijin's steps.

The corpses that should have been squeezed dry by Zijinmu filled up again.

Sporadicly, a few corpses had convulsions in their hands and feet, trembling slightly, got up from the ground, and stared blankly at everything around them.

Such a reaction was like the disciple of the Chen family who had just had his heart pierced at the door.

They "live".

But the domestic servants who came back to life reacted differently.

Some screamed and escaped from Zhou's house, while some just stood there and covered their heads in a daze, a little dazed.

Some, as usual, went to look for their own brooms, as if they couldn't see the puddles of blood on the ground, and carried out the unfinished work during their lifetime.

Sweep, clean up.

In a sea of ​​corpses and blood, chaos and order coexist, survivors and lunatics coexist.

This is an imperfect resurrection, an artificial miracle.

It is the crystallization of Zijin Zhenren's lifelong pursuit.

Pushing open the door of the atrium, Qi Zijin slowly walked under the tree.

The sight that caught his eyes made him dumbfounded.

A woman in purple clenched her hands with a cold expression.

There are golden lotus flowers growing on the ground, the whole body is as bright as gold, clear and transparent, but the edges are as sharp as blades.

A monster whose body was made up of black tree trunks was covered with golden lotus flowers, and the sharp blades cut and scraped his body inch by inch.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Qi Zijin raised his hand and greeted the two inside the door.

"You two, can you take a break for a while?"

A gentle green breeze slowly blows away, and the aroma of bitter medicine reverberates in the space.

When the golden lotus met the emerald green wind, they bloomed vigorously one after another, turning red from the edge, and then turned pink and white, delicate, and grew green stems and leaves, which penetrated into the ground.

The creations made of aura are endowed with a tangible form after being exposed to the emerald green wind. The lotus that should have been born in the water is now rooted in the earth, exuding fragrance in patches.

Click, click.

The monster's body made of trees began to crack and peel off.

After the protection of the pitch-black wooden shell fell off, Zhou Zimu stood up from the lotus, staring blankly at the middle-aged man standing in front of the door.

Zi Shui stared at the lotus under his feet, suddenly smiled, turned sideways slightly, bent down and picked up a lotus.

There was a rustling sound in the air.

A silent wind blew up, and the lotus flowers all over the ground were swept up by the wind and floated into the air, re-transformed into aura dust from the entity.

"I should have expected it. You left without saying a word. It is impossible to find a place where there is no one to die. One day, you will come back."

Qi Zijin's eyes widened silently, looking at the woman who was holding a lotus flower in her hand, standing among the fading lotus flowers.

"Shui'er...how is it you?"

"Ah, it's me, Master."

Zi Shui blinked, smiled and nodded slightly.

Zhou Zimu was overjoyed and shouted: "Master! You are back!! Really, it's exactly as that woman said—Zimu reopened, old friends reunited, I, I finally see you again!!!"

He forgot the danger, forgot that he was still repeating the process of being cut into fragments and being reassembled just now. He smiled in fear, widened his eyes, and walked towards his master step by step shaking his body.

Qi Zijin looked at the man in surprise, and asked in a low voice: "Zimu...how did you become like this..."

"A lot of things will change in 1000 years, Master." Zishui smiled and raised the lotus in his hand: "Of course, Zimu is the one who has changed the least among us. In front of you - he will always look like a child who never grows up."

When Zhou Zimu passed in front of him, Zishui opened his fingers lightly, and the lotus flower fell to the ground and burst into bloom suddenly.

For a split second, gorgeous light covered Zhou Zimu's eyes.

He stared eagerly at the master who hadn't seen him for a thousand years and reunited again.

There are many things in my stomach that I want to tell him, and I have many experiences in the past thousand years, and I want to go to the most reliable master to complain.

These obstructive golden lotuses made him irritated, but this irritability only lasted for two seconds, and his world fell into darkness.

A transparent beam of light annihilated his body, his existence.

The body of the ancestor of the Zhou family completely disappeared from this world in an instant.

Only a few pitch-black scorched pieces fell to the ground, crushed by the soles of the purple water that stepped away.

"It's a pity - people who are over a thousand years old, it's impossible to be so willful like a child forever."

Qi Zijin looked at everything in front of him silently.

Purple water, purple wood.

That hot-tempered little beggar, that young master who kept his face.

It seems that the scene of the two quarreling and bickering when they were young can still emerge before my eyes.

But now, just now.

The two of them killed each other in front of them.

Can we fight each other...

"Shui'er, why did you do this?"

Qi Zijin asked calmly: "What did Zimu do to make you so angry?"

"He has done a lot of immoral things over the years, but they are all his own. I can't be angry, I just came to clean up the end."

"I've known you for so many years, although you are different from the original appearance, but I can still see whether you are angry or not."

Qi Zijin shook his head, looking at the mature woman who was already about the same height as him.

Zi Shui laughed twice: "Don't, I don't want to be over a thousand years old and be seen through at a glance in front of you... I'm not that kid."

"So, why do you do this?"

The green wind bound a wisp of black smoke in the air, Qi Zijin raised his arm and shook it lightly, and the wisp of black smoke from Zhou Zimu's original position settled on the Zijin wood beside him.

In the air, resounding the accusation of the innocent soul.

"Master, you shouldn't have let her live forever!"

"She ruined your inheritance!"

"She killed many of those patients! Most of the prescriptions were also destroyed!"

"Let her burn all the purple gold trees left in the world!"

"She's not ashamed of tarnishing your name!"

"She has slaughtered a village and an entire family! There have been countless blood stains in the past thousand years!"

"Master, be careful, this woman is already crazy!!"

It was as if thousands of mouths were talking at the same time, but the voice was not loud, just rambling full of resentment.

Qi Zijin listened to everything, and then looked at his apprentice.

"Shui'er, why are you here?"

Years of companionship, natural character.

Qi Zijin believed in his apprentice.

Just like when he decided to pass on the law of longevity to her and let her inherit his mantle.

Qi Zijin believed that Zhou Zimu did not lie with embellishments.

I also believe that Zishui will not do those things for no reason.

"Why is this, why is this..."

Zi Shui pinched her waist and scratched her hair: "You just seemed to ask me why I was so angry, right?"

"Ah."

"The first answer is because I feel disgusted and nauseated when I see things related to Zijinmu. The second is...now you look at me, this expression seems to understand that I must have difficulties. I even I can guess what you are thinking." Zi Shui knocked on the head, and said helplessly: "You must be thinking, 'Is Zi Shui this kid on the edge again, as long as you speak well, there must be a way to make her change back to the original candid look', right?"

"Yes."

Qi Zijin nodded frankly: "You are the child I watched growing up. You may have suffered a lot in the past 1000 years, but at least you can tell me about it, so that you can feel better."

"Thousands of years ago, he took my hand as if he was about to die, and told me about my funeral, and then disappeared mysteriously. My whereabouts are unknown. Thousands of years later, he came to see me again with a face that has hardly changed... To be honest, I I have always wanted to complain, Master, you seem to have no brains."

Zi Shui used the most casual tone when the two got along, and walked gently to the side of Zijinmu, leaning against Zijinmu.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. I came back suddenly. I want to ask you what your plan is for this trip? After all, you don't miss your apprentices. Come and have a look?"

"I heard that there will be no purple gold wood in the world after a thousand years, so I came back to find out why."

"Ah, in that case, the 'reason' stands before you now."

Zishui said indifferently: "That boy Zimu is not just talking empty words, I destroyed all the traces you left in this world. Including coming here today, I also want to get this Zijinmu and Zhou Zimu, who saved him, from Erase the world."

"What's the reason?"

"Because you left me with a great ideal born from nowhere, the lofty ambition to save the common people in this world, and the beautiful vision that monks and mortals can enjoy the same happiness, and I have completely wiped out it in the millennium."

Zi Shui shook his head: "All the things I have experienced over the years have made me believe more and more that this world is not suitable for you at all. After all, you are not a doctor who can save this world. You who think that there is something wrong with this world I'm the odd one out."

"...All these years, you have worked hard."

Qi Zijin didn't say much, he just sighed and comforted his apprentice temporarily.