Chen Yaoguang probably never thought that one day, at a certain moment, in a completely unexpected way, he would suffer such humiliation in public.

He is young, but he has endured too much.

Ningning looked at He Zhizhou in the room from a distance, and asked the eldest son of the Chen family very politely: "Mr. Chen, do you need each of us to repeat the action just now?"

Chen Yaoguang:...

Get out! Do you know whether it is necessary to repeat it again? Don't you know it in your heart!

But he was a gentle scholar after all. He tried his best to hold back the curse stuck in his throat and curled his lips: "No need."

Then he moved to the side to make way for the room. His eyes suddenly fell on the long swords that had not been unsheathed.

Very good, these people all have swords on their waists.

So these are the legendary swordsmen, they are really extraordinary and live up to their reputation.

Ningning thanked them and walked slowly into the house filled with the scent of herbs.

There was no light in the house, and it was inevitably a little dim in the misty weather. The mist that broke in was lingering with the white smoke from the incense burner. The cold air was thick, silent, and the dark color spread quietly, giving rise to a sense of unreality like a dream.

The carved wooden bed was covered with heavy black shadows. The bamboo shadows outside the window were swaying. Occasionally, a few faint lights fell through the gaps, gradually illuminating the scene on the bed.

She saw a pale woman.

At first, she only saw a profile from a distance. In the dark house, the woman's white skin looked like a beautiful jade.

The darkness outlined her long hair that spread like clouds and smoke, her straight and small nose bridge, and her lips that were as thin as paper. Even Ningning couldn't help but feel moved when she saw them, and secretly praised her as a beauty.

It was a pity that the beauty's complexion was as bad as her husband's. Unlike the latter, the face of the young lady of the Chen family was filled with a fever-like blush, as if the sunset in the evening had been stolen and dyed on her forehead and face.

Chen Lubai told them that the young lady was called "Zhao Yunluo", and she lived up to her name.

Noticing someone entering the room, Zhao Yunluo tiredly opened her eyes and tilted her head slightly from the pillow.

Her eyes were cloudy with pain and fatigue, and there was no trace of life, as if two pure black glass beads were randomly found and assembled on her face.

When she saw the stranger who suddenly broke in, she coughed lightly, and her emotion could not be heard: "Are you all here to exorcise demons?"

Zhao Yunluo behaved gently and politely, so He Zhizhou restrained his previous nonchalant look and smiled awkwardly: "Madam, you are mistaken. We just heard that strange things often happen in the mansion, so we wanted to come and investigate to see if there is any cat stuff."

"The cat stuff in the Chen Mansion, isn't it me?"

She was not angry at all, and lowered her long eyelashes with a little tiredness: "Sir, there is no need to hide it, I know it in my heart."

"This matter has not been concluded yet. We have not determined that the young lady is a monster."

Ning Ning hurried forward to smooth things over: "It's just that now rumors are everywhere. If the young lady wants to clear her suspicion, please cooperate."

Chen Yaoguang strode to the bedside and blocked Zhao Yunluo with his body, still in an impatient tone: "My wife is not feeling well today, I'm afraid I can't provide you with any clues."

"No problem, husband."

Unexpectedly, it was Zhao Yunluo himself who took over his words, barely propped himself up from the bed, and sat against the head of the bed. She coughed again, and the sickly red on her cheeks became more obvious: "It's better to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible. If you have anything you want to know, just ask it directly."

Zhao Yunluo's cooperation was beyond Ning Ning's expectations.

Chen Lubai beside her snorted and whispered to her: "This witch is pretending to be innocent again! Does she think that if she pretends to be harmless, no one will suspect her?"

He Zhizhou didn't hear these words. In his heart, he had already developed some good feelings for this gentle and polite young girl: "Madam, have you ever been to the well in the middle of the night?"

"I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child."

Zhao Yunluo covered his chest and frowned slightly, his tone seemed a little vague due to fatigue: "My husband also knows about this. I dare not even sleep alone at night, how could I go to the well alone as the rumors say?"

Chen Lubai snorted again: "It is my sister-in-law who is afraid of the dark, not you."

He Zhizhou thought for a moment, then said: "Then why did the lady fall seriously ill after the Taoist priest performed a ritual?"

This question led to a brief silence.

Zhao Yunluo looked embarrassed and was a little hesitant when he spoke again: "I don't know about this. After the ritual that day, everything was fine. Unexpectedly, I woke up in the middle of the night coughing up blood. Since then - cough! Since then, the condition has become more serious, and my husband has also suffered from the same disease, and his health is getting worse day by day."

"But," seeing the woman on the bed coughing up blood again, He Zhizhou's tone softened a lot, "Madam, have you noticed anything wrong around you recently? Maybe--"

"Enough!"

Chen Yaoguang gently wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, stared at He Zhizhou and said in a deep voice: "Madam is seriously ill and can't stand the blow. But you have hurt her again and again. What is your intention!"

"Why are you so cruel to me?"

He Zhizhou stiffened his neck and sternly said the most frightening words in the most righteous tone: "Even if I really hurt your wife, you should also hurt my wife, so that we can both be even. Every wrong has its perpetrator, understand?"

God damn, every wrong has its perpetrator.

Where did this logical genius come from?

Chen Yaoguang was furious and really didn't want to have any more entanglements with this person. He immediately ordered them to leave: "My wife is not in good health. Since you have seen her as you wish, please go back."

He said it in a decisive tone. The beauty in his arms was so fragile that even a thick-skinned person like He Zhizhou could not find any excuse to stay.

Amid the silence in the room, a clear girl's voice suddenly rang out from the corner.

-- Ning Ning took a few steps forward, with an ambiguous smile on her face, and took out a small bottle from her storage bag: "Brother He, you have finished asking questions. I have another magic weapon. Before I went down the mountain, my master gave me this bottle of demon-transforming water, saying that if you apply it on the skin, it will be no different from cool water for humans, but if demons and ghosts touch it, they will feel as if they are burned by fire and suffer unbearable pain."

Except for Pei Ji, the other two people who entered the pagoda together showed a look of confusion.

They had never heard of this "demon-transforming water". If there really was such a treasure, I'm afraid all the demon hunters in the world would have to go to hell.

After all, if you encounter something strange, just sprinkle a bottle of it like a fairy scattering flowers, and there's no worry that the demons won't show up.

Chen Yaoguang also showed a somewhat confused look, and looked at his wife calmly. Ningning's leisurely voice came to his ears: "The demon-transforming water is very precious. I'll drop a drop on the back of the young lady's hand to see her various reactions. How about it?"

Zhao Yunluo looked at her husband, as if she had made some kind of determination, pursed her lips and nodded.

So Ningning walked forward with the bottle.

She walked very fast, and the smell of medicine on the tip of her nose became stronger and stronger. White smoke rose a little beside her, covering the long black eyelashes of the crow.

Chen Yaoguang, who was sitting beside the bed, suddenly stretched out his right hand and said in a deep voice: "It is inconvenient for my wife to have contact with outsiders. Let me do the application of the medicine."

Ningning nodded and handed the bottle to him.

At the moment when the two hands touched.

Perhaps because the hazy smoke blocked their vision, there was a brief misalignment in their movements. A slight error can lead to a great difference. When Ningning loosened her hand, Chen Yaoguang had not yet held the bottle tightly. The small white round bottle rolled down, and a grayish-white liquid gushed out of the bottle mouth, and a few drops of it splashed on the back of Chen Yaoguang's hand.

There was a loud and crisp sound.

The round bottle containing the demon-transforming water suddenly shattered.

"Master Chen!"

Ning Ning was shocked: "Are you okay?"

"This water is only effective against demons, so it's no problem for me."

Chen Yaoguang wiped the water stains away calmly and looked at the mess on the ground: "Sorry, I'm afraid the demon water is..."

"It doesn't matter. Master said that this is a shortcut that is useless for cultivation. It's broken now. Maybe God wants me to study hard and not always think about being clever."

Ning Ning didn't care much. She leaned over to pick up the broken bottle, and suddenly another slender arm appeared in front of her.

Pei Ji came up at some point and helped her pick up the round bottle from the demon water with an expressionless face.

The appearance of the demon water was very strange. It was a pool of light gray and nearly white liquid, but it seemed to be boiling like boiling water, with round bubbles bulging out one after another.

It was indeed a secret treasure of the immortals, and it was completely different from the ordinary water in the mortal world.

Just as Ning Ning said, even if the black-clothed boy touched the liquid, his expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he had touched only ordinary cool water, nothing special about it.

"The demon-transforming water is useless. It seems we have to take a long-term view."

Ning Ning raised her eyes and glanced at Pei Ji: "Then we will take our leave first. I hope you two take care of yourselves."

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"I'm so angry

, I'm so angry!" After leaving Chen Yaoguang's courtyard and sitting down in the reception hall, Chen Lubai started yelling non-stop: "She is worthy of being a demon girl who has become a monster. She actually fooled my brother around!"

After a pause, she stared at Ning Ning with wide eyes: "Miss Ning, in my opinion, your brother must have deliberately broken your demon-transforming water - maybe he knew it was a monster, but he has been protecting her all the time!"

"It's not impossible!"

He Zhizhou suddenly realized and took a big gulp of tea: "Look, even if he knew that his wife might be a monster, he has been protecting her against all odds, not letting anyone get close to her, and not allowing Taoist priests to perform rituals. Doesn't this, this, this, this clearly tell everyone, 'Although I think she has problems, I just won't let you mess up and hurt her'!" The

storytelling seller Zheng Weiqi agreed with him: "So that's it! This is definitely a love story between a human and a monster! Maybe from the beginning, The one who fell in love with the young master was not Miss Zhao, but the painted girl who was wearing her painted skin. The two of them were different in their lives, but they finally became a couple after going through hardships and dangers. Unexpectedly, one day when the painted girl went to the well to wash, the servant accidentally discovered the truth that had been hidden for a long time. "

It was just a cultivation version of meat silk and jacket, except that Master Chen coldly handed her a check from a bank and said expressionlessly: "Five million spirit stones, leave my son."

The two of them talked back and forth, and Chen Lubai's face changed when she heard it, and she slammed the table hard with the attitude of a spoiled daughter.

"No! Even if they really love each other, the woman cannot stay! You don't know that, in addition to my brother, my father and I are also getting worse and worse. Not only are we weak, but we are also very sleepy. If this continues, the entire Chen family will be finished!"

This is something that no one knows.

Humans and demons have different paths, and are destined to be unacceptable to the world. How pitiful.

After hearing this, Zheng Weiqi frowned and looked at her junior sister with some curiosity: "Ning Ning, what exactly is your demon-transforming water? Why have I never heard of it?"

Ning Ning was rummaging through something in her storage bag. She gently raised her eyes and looked at her. Although she responded, her answer was irrelevant: "Senior sister, have you ever thought about this, if Chen Yaoguang really knew the true identity of Hua Mei, how could it sneak to the well to clean the painted skin?"

Just a simple sentence overturned their previous long speech.

The beautiful love story seemed to have become an unreliable bubble. Zheng Weiqi wanted to listen to her further analysis, but she saw Ningning took out a bottle of medicine from the storage bag and hooked her finger at Pei Ji beside her: "Stretch out your hand."

Pei Ji held the sword, and his fingertips moved slightly when he heard the words. He stretched out his arm stiffly with a little hesitation.

Seeing the shape of his palm, Zheng Weiqi couldn't help but gasp.

Pei Ji's hands were slender, white, and with distinct joints. Although they were covered with old knots formed by sword practice, they were still good-looking.

It was a pity that his right hand seemed to be burned now, with a striking red and slightly bulging blisters, which showed a bit of viciousness on the white jade palm of the young man.

"When I saw the demon-transforming water, I felt like I had seen it before."

He Zhizhou seemed to have thought of something, and his mouth opened wide: "It can't be what I think, right?"

"It's just what you think."

Ning Ning held the medicine bottle in one hand, and applied the medicine on the index finger of the other hand, and gently placed it on the palm of Pei Ji's hand: "CaO+H2O=Ca(OH)2. Lime forms calcium hydroxide when it meets water, and continues to release intense heat."

She paused after she finished speaking, and her fingertips brushed across Pei Ji's palm and fingertips in turn, her voice lowered: "You guessed it too?"

The girl's fingertips were incredibly soft, falling on the skin like cotton, carrying the cool ointment, which greatly relieved the burning pain of the wound. Pei Ji looked down at the back of her fair hand, not knowing whether it was itchy or painful, his fingers moved subconsciously.

Then he shifted his gaze and looked at the table on the other side: "Hmm."

"If it's just lime and water, everyone will get burned."

He Zhizhou touched his chin, thoughtfully: "But Chen Yaoguang acted so relaxed, doesn't this prove that he is deliberately deceiving people?"

"There are three main suspicious points about the strange things in the Chen Mansion."

After Ning Ning finished applying the medicine, she habitually blew a breath of cold air into Pei Ji's hand, causing the latter's ears to heat up, and he retracted his arm stiffly. Chengying was so disappointed that he could not make it

: "Are you still capable, Pei Ji? It's just a breath, is it necessary to have such a big reaction?" Pei Ji didn't want to pay attention to it, and replied in his heart without changing his expression: "It's necessary." "The first doubt is that the rumor that 'the young lady is a demon' spread because a servant went to the well late at night and witnessed her putting the painted skin into the well to wash it." Ningning said: "But this is too much of a coincidence, right? Putting aside why the two of them happened to meet by chance, as a demon who had carefully considered wanting to replace her original body, would the painted demon really make such a low-level mistake as 'swaggering to the well to take off her painted skin and being accidentally seen by others'?" "That's right." Zheng Weiqi nodded as if she understood, "If I were Hua Mei, I would definitely not use such a dangerous method. Isn't it easy to clean the painted skin? After Chen Yaoguang goes out, I can get a basin of water and solve it myself in the room." "Not bad. If we change our thinking, abandon the previous speculation, and look at the problem from another angle--" Ningning paused, a bright color appeared in her almond eyes, "What if Hua Mei was discovered by the servant not by accident, but intentionally?" This time it was He Zhizhou's turn to sit still, "Intentionally? What's the purpose? Are you afraid that others don't know that she is a monster?" Unexpectedly, Ningning squinted and smiled, "If the 'she' you are talking about is the young lady, then it is indeed the case." ... Want others to know that the young lady is a monster? "You mean," he was stunned, "someone wants to frame you?" "Assuming what the servant said is true, there must be a demon living in that house. As for who that demon is, we have to talk about the second doubt." Ning Ning said and glanced at Pei Ji. Unexpectedly, the other party was also looking at her indifferently, so she curled her lips and smiled, and continued: "According to Pei Ji, the painted skin worn by Hua Mei was painted according to the original body. If the young lady was not replaced, then in what identity did Hua Mei come into contact with her to be so familiar with her appearance and paint her so vividly?" "No, it can't be." He Zhizhou finally showed a shocked look: "You mean... the person next to you?" - Isn't that Chen Yaoguang? ! "The third suspicious point." Ning Ning made a "three" gesture and spoke slowly: "Although we have little contact with Chen Yaoguang himself, we can still find many things wrong in his sister Chen Lubai's words." Since Ning Ning started talking, Chen Lubai's face has been pale. At this time, her lips trembled up and down, and when she heard her own name, she subconsciously shrank back a step. "Yes! There is something I have been wondering about for a long time. Miss Chen said that although her brother loves his sister-in-law very much, he has refused to make it public after this incident, and even cut off all contact between outsiders and Zhao Yunluo." Zheng Weiqi didn't think much about it, and blurted out: "Isn't he worried at all that Zhao Yunluo is really a monster now, and the real lady is in danger?" "That's right!" He Zhizhou nodded in agreement: "If you like someone, even if you trust her unconditionally, once you know that she may be in danger, you will still find ways to investigate everything." The two veritable single dogs, when it comes to talking about love and not love, are quick-thinking and steady like old dogs. "It is because he has something to hide that he and his wife have stayed indoors. Why did he refuse to allow any family members to visit, and was unwilling to let the monks enter the house to investigate?" Ning Ning pursed her lips and smiled: "On the surface, it seems that he does not want his wife's meditation to be disturbed. But once this fig leaf is lifted, if someone accidentally finds out that the problem is with him instead of Zhao Yunluo, then everything will be over." She paused and took a sip of the Longjing tea on the table: "There are more clues than these. Remember what Miss Chen said? 'Dad took advantage of brother's absence to invite the Taoist priest to perform a ritual, but no trace of demons was found in the mansion.'" This is definitely the most important hammer, and it is simply an obvious hint. Since there is indeed a monster in the house, and the Taoist priest has not noticed any clues - He Zhizhou was shocked: "It is because he is not here... that we can't find the monster's whereabouts!" Zheng Weiqi's face darkened: "Also, when Senior Brother He asked the young lady, 'Has there been any strange things around you recently?', Chen Yaoguang interrupted the conversation in a hurry. Maybe... it was because he was afraid that the young lady would mention his recent abnormality and expose his identity." "In other words, the one replaced by the painting spirit was not Zhao Yunluo, but the eldest young master Chen Yaoguang in the Chen mansion." Ning Ning glanced at Chen Lubai's decadent face and continued, "The painting spirit brings harm to others and often causes the original family to be broken up. He first transformed into the appearance of Chen Yaoguang, and then painted a face that was exactly the same as the young lady's, putting all the suspicion on her. By then, Zhao Yunluo would be unable to defend himself, and together with Old Man Chen and Miss Chen, his yang energy would be sucked away by it and they would die of exhaustion..." "By then, he would be the only one left in the Chen family. How could anyone tell that he was not the real eldest young master Chen Yaoguang?" The words fell slowly, and everyone present felt a chill on their backs. The monster that they had been trying so hard to find had actually been lurking around them all along, and they had had a close conversation with it not long ago. As for Zhao Yunluo, who was lying on the sickbed, the loving man beside her was actually harboring evil thoughts. He seemed to be taking good care of her, but in fact, every move he made was pushing her to death. When one thought that under the thin skin so close at hand, there was actually such a scheming and murderous skeleton, it was hard to suppress the tingling of the scalp. "I originally just had a suspicion but had no definite evidence. So I took advantage of the time when He Zhizhou attracted Chen Yaoguang's attention, took out lime and mixed it with water from the storage bag, and made up the lie of the so-called 'demon-transforming water'." Ning Ning took another sip of water: "As a painted spirit, Chen Yaoguang would definitely not let me use the demon-transforming water on Zhao Yunluo - after all, once it is proved that she is not a demon, the spearhead will turn to other people in the mansion, which will be very disadvantageous to him." "So you guessed that he would deliberately break the bottle! You fucking -"

Zheng Weiqi swallowed the next words and considered her words: "You are really talented, Junior Sister! If he had nothing to hide, he would have told us immediately after being burned, but if he had something to hide from us, he would deliberately act as if nothing happened!"

Ning Ning nodded: "He thought he escaped with his acting skills, but he actually stepped into the trap himself. In order to make Chen Yaoguang believe that the water would not cause harm to mortals, I was going to pick up the bottle, but Pei Ji..."

She paused and said, feeling a little amused: "Thank you. It must be painful, right?"

"Junior brother, did you actually understand Ning Ning's intention?"

Zheng Weiqi exclaimed, "You can think of the same thing, you two are quite destined to be together."

Cheng Ying was very proud, "Keep on bragging, I love to hear it."

"But Hua Mei's trick is too bad!"

He Zhizhou was very angry, "He caused a good family to be suspicious of each other and hate each other, but he has been hypocritically playing the role of the victim. If he is not exposed, maybe one day the Chen family will be destroyed, and others will still think he is the most pitiful one."

"These demons who eat human blood rarely have any conscience."

Zheng Weiqi said with a smile, raising her voice: "Don't you think so? Master Chen. You have been eavesdropping outside the door for so long, isn't it time to come in and take a rest?"

The shock on Chen Lubai's face had not faded yet. Hearing this, he quickly raised his head and looked towards the door.

Zheng Weiqi urged the spiritual power to push the wooden door open. Standing outside the door, Chen Yaoguang's face was ashen and his eyes were bloodshot. There was no trace of his elegant and easy-going temperament.

"So what if I see through it?"

Chen Yaoguang smiled coldly, and his body actually made a dry sound of bones rubbing against each other. The mask was like a piece of paper soaked in water, and wrinkles began to appear. The wrinkles became longer and longer, and more and more, and finally fell off completely, revealing the skeleton wrapped in layers of painted skin.

His voice also became neither male nor female, and it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female. Rather than a human voice, it was more like the harsh noise of gold, silver and iron colliding with each other: "A bunch of rats! Now that you have seen my true body, don't even think about leaving!"

[I didn't expect the painted ghost to show his true form directly, and everyone was shocked!

The demon looked ferocious and murderous, as cruel as the Shura in purgatory. The same thought crossed the minds of several people present at the same time: If we can't defeat him, we will surely die without a burial today——］

The last word "earth" has not been finished yet, and the narration has once again fallen into an awkward freeze state.

It's really angry.

Can you guys let it finish the lines smoothly? !

——The young man in black who was originally sitting at the table suddenly stood up, drew his sword and raised his hand, and the cold light pierced through the misty rain.

Pei Ji was very fast, and compared with the crazy laughing Hua Mei, the cold aggression around him was even more intense.

The long sword was unsheathed, pointing directly at the vital point of the demon outside the door, bringing up a sharp sword wind as sharp as a blade. Hua Mei never expected that this man's murderous intent was more terrifying than her own, and her face changed color for a moment. Since she had no time to dodge, she could only dodge to the side in panic.

But Pei Ji seemed to have anticipated his move. He stretched out his other hand and strangled the skeleton's throat fiercely, and pressed it against the long pillar beside the corridor without any explanation.

Hua Mei was so confused.

According to Chen Lubai's words, this group of people were just from small sects. You can tell at a glance that they have no ability, but they came down the mountain to make a living.

But what is the situation now?

Who is he, where is he, and what should he do.

"Speak."

Pei Ji's brows were filled with murderous intent and coldness, and his voice was equally cold, just like a real villain boss. As long as he is not satisfied, he will take his head with a sword: "Where is the real Chen Yaoguang."

The narration was silent for a long time.

As if to save his remaining face, the familiar male voice sounded again.

[I didn't expect Pei Ji to draw his sword directly, Hua Mei was terrified!

Seeing that swordsman's ferocious expression, murderous aura, cruel as hell. Hua Mei couldn't help but cross a thought in her mind: If I can't satisfy him, I will die today! ]