Ning Ning swallowed a mouthful of mulberries picked from the forest, transformed into a mulberry eater in the human world, and carefully looked at the two people in front of her from head to toe, and widened her eyes in surprise: "Selecting a concubine? You?"
Although these two people are indeed born with red lips and white teeth, to say that a concubine is selected -
it's really, really wrong! Not to mention that the disciples of the immortal sect are willing to commit themselves to the devil, just from the perspective of gender, you and Xie Yu are all 24K pure masters! One of them is a monk, a monk! The Buddha is crying so loudly, did you hear it!
"I heard that Xie Yu doesn't care about gender in this selection of concubines, and the most capable ones will be promoted."
Bai Ye grinned and shook his long hair like a colorful rooster: "If you can stand out, you can enter the harem and stay with him forever."
Ning Ning: ...
Ning Ning: "Stay with him forever, and then what?"
"Then of course, keep a close eye on him and find a way to break this Buddha realm!"
The young Fu Xiu was full of confidence, and his eyes lit up while talking: "This place is remote and poor, except for him, who else can create such a realistic illusion? As long as you get close to Xie Yu-Hey, big brother, don't leave! We are wrong, wrong, you continue!"
The townspeople looked at him with disgust, Just as she was about to refuse, a few pieces of silver coins were suddenly stuffed into her hand, and her impatient expression instantly disappeared.
"We talked about the reason why the Demon Lord chose a concubine."
He looked around with a vigilant look, and deliberately lowered his voice: "By the way, since you are outsiders, don't call the Demon Lord by his name, just call him 'that one', otherwise--"
Ningning saw him make a gesture of wiping his neck.
"I've heard rumors from outside that he is a lewd man who has abducted many women from outside. The reason he held this imperial concubine selection is because he couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted to live the life of one of the three thousand concubines in the emperor's harem."
The man weighed the silver in his hand and whispered, "But don't you think it's strange? If he really wants to find a beauty, he can go to a prosperous place. Why does he stay in a small place like Chongling?"
Bai Ye The curiosity of Ning Ning was aroused, and she immediately responded: "Yes! Why is that?"
The man hooked his finger at them, and looked around like a thief: "It's because he wants revenge!"
Ning Ning was infected by him and spoke as if she was whispering: "Revenge?"
She had seen many people taking real swords and guns to take revenge, but this was the first time she heard that revenge could be taken by selecting concubines for fun. He is indeed an expert.
"You should all know his background. Because of this, he did not have a good life in the town."
The man said, "He was destined to be a slave since birth. He belongs to a wealthy family here, the Zhou family. There is a young lady in the Zhou family who is only two days younger than him."
The little monk named "Yonggui" suddenly realized, "So the two of them fell in love with each other, but there were too many twists and turns in the world, and after several struggles, they got nothing. They began to become confused, began to lose track, began to be busy and bustling, and when they wanted to see clearly, the drama had already ended."
This was the first time Ningning heard him speak.
Although he was a monk, he had no sense of the purity of Buddhist practice. When he spoke, it was like frying oil in a pan. The most terrifying thing was that every sentence rhymed, and it sounded a bit like rap, which sounded very weird.
Could it be that...
a thought popped up from the depths of her mind. Before Ning Ning could ask, she heard Yonggui continue to mutter: "Everyone has his own destiny in cultivation. It is my nature to enjoy my tongue. I only hope to cleanse the evil spirits through this."
It was really the music practitioner in Fanyin Temple who used his mouth as a musical instrument.
Ningning came to the world of cultivation and saw so many people and things. The solemn and solemn Fanyin Temple was the well-deserved first place in her heart.
Whether it was Mingkong Mingjing who created the human bell and pestle, or the young master Yonggui who spoke like a war, they were all unique and rare talents in the world of immortal cultivation. They could bring her new surprises every time and refresh her worldview over and over again.
"That's not the case."
The man was also taken aback by his way of speaking, and he scratched his head and continued, "I heard that it was just a one-sided admiration from that person, and the young lady didn't pay much attention to him at all. Later, he asked the young lady to elope in the middle of the night, but not only did he not wait for his sweetheart, he was blocked in the alley by a group of servants holding wooden sticks. After being beaten to death, he was thrown out of the Zhou family."
"That's not necessarily true."
Bai Ye chuckled, "According to the plot of the script, Miss Zhou must have fallen in love with him. The night escape was a conspiracy between the two of them, but they were discovered by the Zhou family by mistake, so they put her under house arrest and sent servants to chase and intercept Xie Yu, just waiting to cut off the love between the two and bring peace to the Zhou family."
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he slapped his thigh suddenly, "Yes, that makes sense! Xie Yu mistakenly thought that his lover had betrayed him, so he returned to Chongling Town and announced the selection of a concubine with great fanfare - wasn't this just to tell her that I'm a big shot now, and there are countless men and women who admire me, so who do you think you are?" It's
so bloody and full of sadomasochism, it can be called an epic Renaissance, and even thousand-year-old corpses can be resurrected after listening to it.
"There is also a supporting actress who keeps messing up the relationship between the two of them. The three of them love each other, and misunderstandings come and go. All the good things Miss Zhou did were taken away by that woman. She knew she was misunderstood, but she didn't say a word to explain."
Ning Ning joked: "In the end, when Xie Yu finally saw the truth and tried to save the relationship, he found that Miss Zhou was either dead or had given up on him."
Bai Ye was very excited: "That's it! And he had to tremble all over, with red eyes, and whispered in a very humble way: Don't go, forgive me, okay?"
Confirming the look in his eyes, he was also a person who was addicted to the old storybooks.
The two looked at each other, and through a few words, they established an extremely deep revolutionary friendship.
"My two donors, dog blood is used to drive away ghosts, please do not feed it to others."
Yonggui got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, and even forgot to rhyme. He looked up and said to the man seriously: "My two donors, I wonder what the real situation is?"
The man was stunned for a moment.
Then he smiled awkwardly: "Actually, it's exactly what you two said."
Yonggui's eyes twitched.
"I also think that the one who chose the concubine was to humiliate Miss Zhou, otherwise why stay in this remote place?"
The man seemed a little embarrassed, and twirled the money in his hand with his index finger and thumb: "As an outsider, I can't speak highly of the relationship between the two of them. But if you think about it carefully, the one who has a low status since he was a child, but has achieved success at a young age - who taught him the method of cultivation?"
With Xie Yu's identity and interpersonal relationships, it seems that only Miss Zhou has this ability.
"That's all I have to say. I can't reveal more."
The man turned around and seemed to remember something. He continued, "By the way, after that person came back, he massacred all the members of the Zhou family, leaving only Zhou Yimei under house arrest in his mansion. Oh, by the way, Zhou Yimei is the name of the young lady of the Zhou family."
Ning Ning was suffocated by this sadomasochistic plot. After thinking for a long time, she realized, "It should have taken Xie Yu a long time to cultivate to the level of Demon Lord. How could Miss Zhou still be alive?"
"Chongling is a place where humans and monsters mix together. The Zhou family are all transformed from tree monsters and have extremely long lifespans."
Bai Ye had already found out the information clearly and said proudly, "In addition to these, before you came, I got another piece of news - Xie Yu was having affairs with other women outside. I don't know how many innocent men and women he had provoked. What's interesting is that those people have one very subtle thing in common."
"What thing in common?"
Ning Ning was listening intently and didn't notice that Pei Ji's expression beside her darkened and a hint of hostility appeared in his eyes.
"Everyone who has a relationship with him, without exception, has tear moles, just like Miss Zhou - this is love that cannot be obtained, so he looks for a substitute!"
Bai Ye moved closer to Pei Ji while speaking, his eyes lit up, grinning: "You know what, just like Junior Brother Pei."
This is a joke without any malicious intent, but the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. When it falls into the ears of the person concerned, it inevitably leads to many complicated thoughts.
Ning Ning was also shocked by this sentence.
As everyone knows, the stronger the power of the magic cultivator, the thicker the magic energy in the body. Pei Ji, as a half-human and demon, has had an uncontrollable magic breath since birth. It seems that his biological father is extraordinary.
Combined with Xie Yu's merciful nature and the tear mole under his eyes...
Ning Ning felt that it was not good.
For her, Pei Ji's past was always a mystery.
The original book only mentioned that his mother was abandoned by his biological father, and in grief, she vented all her anger on the son she left behind.
But what kind of story happened between the two of them? As a mother, how could that woman be so cruel to torture her own flesh and blood in every way? Ning Ning knew nothing about these past events.
No wonder when Meng Ju mentioned the word "Xie Yu" in the cave, Pei Ji remained silent for a long time.
Although he had never seen his biological father, he could always occasionally hear the name of the evil cultivator from his mother.
There are many doubts in the Buddha Realm, and now such a thing popped up without any warning, making Ning Ning feel overwhelmed.
Her sight moved silently to the side, and when it fell on Pei Ji's face, she could only see the boy's indifferent and gloomy dark eyes.
He didn't know what he was thinking. His messy hair on his forehead draped over his long eyelashes, covering his entire eyes with a layer of gloomy shadow. His expression showed obvious impatience and panic-stricken and hidden pain.
His parents and childhood were both untouchable forbidden areas in his heart, but now he had to face the past, just like tearing the healed scar in an instant, revealing the scarlet and terrifying flesh inside. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable.
"By the way, the selection of concubines is about to begin."
Bai Ye did not notice anything wrong, rolled up his sleeves and laughed loudly, "Let's go and try together, shall we?"
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The so-called "selection of concubines ceremony" was held in the center of the town, on the arena that the Zhou family used to compete in.
Since the bloodbath by Xie Yu, the Zhou family's property has completely become his possession - although for the now high and mighty Demon Lord, these properties are no longer treasures.
According to Bai Ye, Xie Yu is bloodthirsty, and the residents of Chongling dare not speak out. Although they are afraid, many families still send their girls of appropriate age to the selection of concubines in order to get close to him.
Oh, and boys, this Demon Lord has no scruples about sex.
Ning Ning sensed the low pressure around Pei Ji, and had no intention of joining them in their nonsense. She rejected the proposal to go on stage without hesitation, and stood with him in the bustling audience seats, looking up to the front.
In the seat of the head of the family in front of the arena, sat a young man in a black robe, who must be the Demon Lord Xie Yu.
He was as handsome as the legend said, with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and he was actually three points similar to Pei Ji. It's just that the latter has a bit more of the softness and slenderness of a young man, and is closer to a gloomy beauty than "handsome".
Ning Ning secretly made a little calculation in her heart.
If Xie Yu disappeared in the wildfire not long after, then at this moment, he should have met Pei Ji's mother and abandoned her like a worn-out shoe.
This is the Demon Lord, and the woman sitting not far from him should be the Miss Zhou in the story.
Zhou Yimei has the standard appearance of a little white flower of the heroine in abusive literature, with a pale face, a long neck, and willow eyebrows that seem to be wrinkled all the time, making her almond eyes look like ripples in spring water, which makes people feel pity.
Under her right eye, there is indeed a tear mole, which is like a teardrop, making her look even more sad.
No matter what happened in the past, this girl can be called pitiful.
The family was annihilated, and she was imprisoned in a high pavilion. Although she was sitting next to Xie Yu, she was not the mistress of the family. Not only did she have no status, but she had to watch him select concubines.
It was undoubtedly a huge humiliation to be in public.
Many years ago, the world of cultivation seemed to be very popular with sadomasochistic love and unreasonable domineering literature, which can be seen from Jiang Si.
Ning Ning really didn't understand what Miss Zhou was thinking. If it were her, she might have fought to the death with Xie Yu. At most, she would die, which was also a sacrifice for justice.
It can't be like what's written in the clichéd storybook, where after being humiliated in every way, she still loves the scumbag, and finally waits for her to die of depression, and Xie Yu finally wakes up and is in agony.
—— Although Zhou Yimei lost his family and his life, he also lost the most precious love in his life. This is undoubtedly the most profound punishment, enough to make up for all the injuries she had suffered before.
No way.
If you have a little self-respect and a sense of responsibility for your dead family, you will just want to tear this bastard into pieces. Where does the romance come from? In the end, it only moves yourself, and the other person will not appreciate it at all.
Ningning thought of this and couldn't help but sigh.
Even so, considering the cause and effect, Zhou Yimei is most likely dead.
In this Chongling, the only person who can create the Buddha Realm is Xie Yu.
If he has any obsession, it is probably only after Miss Zhou passed away that he finally faced his feelings and was sealed in the Demon Refining Tower and fell into seclusion.
This plot is just like buying instant noodles without seasoning packets, which makes people speechless.
——No.
Ningning's eyebrows suddenly jumped.
Since Chongling was destroyed by the wildfire, no one survived, and the Demon Lord Xie Yu was no longer seen, who was the person who sent him to the Demon Refining Tower? What caused the wildfire and who caused it?
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. When she looked at the host seat, she found that there was a strange woman in the mistress seat next to Xie Yu.
The woman was a beautiful girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Compared with the depressed Zhou Yimei, she seemed to have returned to the world from the dead. At this moment, she raised her right hand with a smile and fed Xie Yu cakes.
Well, it's a sadomasochistic relationship as expected, and it didn't disappoint her and Bai Ye, the vicious female supporting role is here.
The iron triangle is the most stable shape after all.
Ning Ning had a very bad impression of Xie Yu, and thought maliciously that the posture of these two people was like feeding monkeys in a zoo, in front of all the tourists around them.
More and more onlookers were waiting around, and she turned her eyes away from the faces of the three people, only to find that Pei Ji had moved behind her at some point, silently blocking the surging crowd for her.
He has always been taciturn, and he hasn't said a word for a long time since he heard about Xie Yu's deeds.
Ning Ning only knew that Pei Ji had a weird personality, couldn't guess what he was thinking, and didn't know how to comfort him at this time.
It would be impolite to talk too much, so she just poked Pei Ji's arm and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
He let out a low "hmm" from his chest, and the hot air he exhaled landed on her head, swirling slowly.
Ning Ning pursed her lips and stretched out her right hand to hold his sleeve.
This is a gesture that represents acceptance and comfort. Pei Ji's palm moved slightly, as if he wanted to hold her wrist.
However, this action soon stopped in mid-air. The boy hid his right hand in his sleeve, hesitated for a while, and finally retracted it.
He remembered the words his mother shouted hysterically: "You are the same as him, what kind of person are you?"
Pei Ji raised his dark eyes and looked at the handsome young man on the stage.
The bloodthirstiness and brutality of the demons are inherited.
If he also has such dirty blood... then who on earth is he?
At this moment, a soft warmth suddenly enveloped his palm.
Ning Ning was standing right in front of him, and because she was standing with her back to him, Pei Ji could not see her expression.
The only thing he knew was that she might have seen his giving up and hesitation, and the fingers that were originally pulling the cuffs were raised and held on his palm.
First, a soft and boneless knuckle, the fingertips slowly pressed down, and then the whole skin adhered to it.
Like water, it brought a hint of coolness and had no real feeling.
Obviously, she was the active one, but because her palm was too small, when it was completely attached, it seemed as if she was trapped in Pei Ji's shackles.
He wondered at a loss, would Ning Ning and other people also do this?
When she was chatting and laughing with He Zhizhou, when she was chatting and laughing with Meng Ju, when she was asked for the communication address with a blushing face by disciples from other sects -
even if he just saw such a scene, he couldn't help but feel irritated.
He didn't want her to be too close to other men. He
didn't want her... to touch the hands of others except him.
The chaotic thoughts in his heart were like vines growing wildly, and his long eyelashes drooped, hiding the dark clouds surging in his eyes.
Pei Ji let her hold his right hand and slowly took a step forward.
The two of them were very close, and when he stepped forward, he almost held Ningning in his arms, with only a very small distance between them.
The girl was stunned for a moment, but did not avoid him. When she looked up at him, she could smell the fragrance of flowers in her hair.
"Sorry."
Pei Ji's expression did not change, and his voice was light: "It's too crowded in the back."
The implication was that this action was not his intention.
The crowd was a good excuse.
Ning Ning showed a look of "I know" and at the same time, there was a noisy sound from the stage and the audience. Someone shouted: "It's started!"
She also smiled and whispered: "Pei Ji, it's started."
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Most of the girls who came here did not come willingly. After all, if you ask yourself, no one wants to be with the moody and murderous demon tyrant.
What's more, there is Miss Zhou as a precedent, clearly placed there.
But they had to come. Xie Yu gave an order that if they disobeyed, their whole family would die.
The demons were not welcome, and he acted so crazy, which naturally aroused the rebellious psychology of many girls.
The scene of the selection of concubines was covered with dark clouds. Some people were just going through the motions and some were just doing
things perfunctorily. Those who didn't know thought it was a large group of funeral parlors gathered together to mourn. Another beautiful sister who looked like a mollusk finished dancing and left the stage. Xie Yu was so angry that he almost bounced on the chair: "Everyone, be serious! If the next one can't satisfy you, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ningning whispered to Pei Ji: "The next one will hit the muzzle of the gun, it will be a bit difficult."
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression froze and she stayed where she was.
On the silent stage, a golden light suddenly shone.
A figure flying in the air came gracefully, with an extremely eye-catching round bald head emitting goose-yellow luster, spinning and spinning in the air, with flying robes and golden light, like a beautiful egg just out of the bath.
Ningning just wanted to applaud, the young master Yonggui made the posture of Dunhuang flying fairy when he came on stage, and the next performance will definitely not disappoint.
Dedicated, really dedicated.
His eyes met Xie Yu's from a distance, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, and his affection was more heartless than his feelings, forcing the latter to spit out a mouthful of cake from his mouth. He rolled his eyes and coughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "What the hell is this?"
"I, the humble monk Yonggui, would like to sing a song for the Demon Lord."
Yonggui clasped his hands together, raised his lips and smiled, "Please don't dislike it, Demon Lord."
The corner of Xie Yu's mouth twitched obviously: "Okay."
However, Ningning in the audience changed her expression slightly.
With Master Yonggui’s habit, what else could the “song” he mentioned be?
However, it was too late to stop him.
Yonggui frowned, let out a low roar from his throat, and then spoke tenderly.
“Om Mani Padme Hum, Om Mani Padme Hum.”
“From the beginning to now, it has never changed. Xie Yu is the brightest star in my heart. Om Mani Padme Hum, the pretty face of the demon king is so graceful, Om Mani Padme Hum, your status will always be the most important - oh! Om Mani, I only care about you, Padme Hum, when will you understand!”
Ningning was stunned.
Beyond the current ten versions of music understanding, what kind of genius is this to create a Buddhist mantra version of electronic music rap! The world of cultivation has found a ghost!
The people in the audience were also stunned.
The monk looked crazy, his mouth was crackling as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. While he was reciting, his eyebrows and eyes gradually became fierce, and white foam and flames flew out of his mouth. That's right, flames.
- Help, it's so scary! He was reciting with a crooked mouth and eyes, and his lips were puffing and emitting sparks! How, how could it be like this!
Yonggui's speech speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that his lips rubbed against each other and caught fire. The sparks in the air connected into a piece and condensed into a small heart, just in front of Xie Yu.
The picture was so funny that Ning Ning was stunned and couldn't think of a word.
Don't ask, the answer is that the high-level disciples of Buddhism are not bound by the worldly laws.
The flames and white smoke blurred all the other scenery. In the misty white fog, only two lips could be seen flapping up and down, like two jumping fish coming to the shore, blooming the most simple beauty at the end of life.
The song ended, and there was silence.
Yonggui smiled and blinked, looking at Xie Yu shyly.
Xie Yu looked cold and heartless, as if he had experienced a baptism of life, and stared at him dimly.
Xie Yu: "Come on, fork it out for me."
Yonggui's face was full of disbelief.
In his estimation, if this carefully composed song is sung, not only will the Demon King cry and beg him to be the emperor, but he will definitely take the first seat in the harem.
As expected of a monster, his aesthetics are very different from those of ordinary people, and cannot be measured by ordinary eyes. Seeing that the plan was about to fail, the little monk hurriedly exchanged a glance with Bai Ye who was waiting in the wings.
Bai Ye gestured to him, "two", meaning to start the backup plan.
So all the audience at the scene witnessed another shocking scene at the same time.
The monk who was possessed by the evil spirit suddenly jumped up, his whole body trembling, his eyes soaked with blood like a mad bull, and as he bent down, he uttered a crazy soliloquy: "You won't keep me? You won't keep me? You actually won't keep me?"
The guards drew their swords and Xie Yu gathered his strength to wait. Ning Ning's scalp tingled, and she asked Bai Ye via voice transmission: "What do you want to do?"
"Our second plan is to play the emotional card and ask him to take us into his harem."
Bai Ye was speechless and choked, he looked up to stop his tears: "This is what is written in the storybooks. As long as you 'tremble all over, your eyes turn slightly red, and you murmur in an extremely humble manner', the other party will change his mind."
Ning Ning:...
Oh, then it's okay.
The young master acted quite realistically, although his whole body was twitching, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was questioning in a frenzy.
Perhaps it was because Yonggui's humble whispering looked like a psychopath who was mad at killing himself, or perhaps it was because Xie Yu's remaining patience had come to an end.
With a muffled sound, the young monk's thin body flew into the air and was knocked down to the stage by the demon's spiritual energy, with sparks and blood in his mouth.
Bai Ye was shocked: "Young master!"
"I am doomed to fail. It all depends on my efforts. Look at the colorful scenery around me. It is my encouragement to you."
Yonggui took a deep breath and clapped his right hand: "Next... I'll leave it to you."