"Uncle Fan." Caught red-handed, Liang Si wanted to escape and looked at Fan Zifan sheepishly. "It was your nephew who instigated Master to do it, and besides..."
"Besides what? Don't think that just because it hasn't happened yet I can pretend it doesn't exist." Fan Zifan glared at him, then seriously criticized Wen Jinge, "Every few days, what do you take my Xuanyun Sect for?"
Look at your senior sister Bai Teng! Learn from her, act like a proper young lady!
"No," Wen Jingge shook her head. "Really, no. Look at me, do you notice anything different?"
Fan Zifan stared at her intently for a long time, then remained silent for a while before saying, "I think you seem to be sick."
"..."
"And he was quite ill."
"..."
"Tell me quickly what's wrong with you, so I can have some fun with you. You've even brought out the Heavenly Punishment."
Wen Jingge waved her hand, and Liang Si closed the doors and windows and went out.
"Uncle Bai, Master is alright, he's fine! Now? Uncle Fan is taking Master's pulse right now. Yes, let's keep our voices down and wait a bit."
Fan Zifan: ...
He couldn't help but wonder, how did Liang Si, who seemed the most upright, also get led astray by Wen Jingge?
"Interested in demons?" Wen Jingge whispered in his ear, "I have one on my mountain, you know?"
Fan Zifan felt a tickle in his ear. He shrugged and patted Wen Jinge's hand that was covering his mouth. "Speak properly!"
"Qiao Yu, you know there's a demon inside him, right?"
“I saw it, how could I not know?” Fan Zifan raised an eyebrow, his intuition telling him that Wen Jinge was trying to drag him onto a sinking ship.
He really wants to get on Wen Jingge's pirate ship, what should he do!
He felt a surge of curiosity: "You wouldn't be thinking of having me kill your second disciple to unleash that demon, would you?"
In the illusion, Wen Jingge's feelings for Qiao Yu are complex, as she is one of those who have experienced such complex emotions before.
Fan Zifan knew that Qiao Yu was someone Wen Jingge wanted to kill, but didn't want to do it herself.
In the past, Wen Jingge would never have allowed him to participate in such a matter, because he was on that list. Although he didn't know what had changed, he knew that he had now been removed from the assassination list.
"No, no, no, just tell me you're a medicine cultivator and interested in demon blood. If you are, we'll split it."
"Qiao Yu doesn't have that much blood. My peak has five or six hundred disciples, not including my personal disciples. If each of them took a drop, would your disciple even survive?"
Wen Jingge looked at him in disbelief and gave him a thumbs up in admiration.
When she woke up, although she knew that Fan Zifan had some past grievances with her, he seemed like a decent person. She never expected that this person's thoughts could be so insidious.
She never imagined it could be like this until he told her.
"I think I know why I wanted to kill you before."
"Why?" Fan Zifan laughed wildly, still not understanding the meaning.
"You're a medical lunatic. If I weren't chasing after you, who knows what bizarre things you might have done with living people's lives."
"..." Fan Zifan seemed thoughtful. "It seems that's true. Then tell me quickly, if we don't use Qiao Yu's blood, whose blood can we use?"
"Have you seen the spirit pool pit I dug?"
"That didn't work. Oh, by the way, wasn't it your fourth disciple a few days ago? He said a demon had come to the mountain? Then your third disciple went over and said there wasn't one, and even helped me with the work. You wouldn't be harboring a demon, would you?"
Wen Jingge nodded, and under Fan Zifan's disappointed gaze, said, "They were originally hidden, but they disappeared later. If you had come a little earlier, you could have seen the seven of them, but... they died in my place."
Fan Zifan: ...
What nonsense was she spouting?!
"However, Qiao Yu has a special constitution, so there will definitely be a constant stream of demons coming to her door. I can catch a few for you to play with then."
Fan Zifan rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming. This is interesting!
"bloodletting?"
"Do whatever you want, as long as your soul remains intact."
“But you need a magic artifact to hold it in place! Right, you and Junior Brother Ai are close, you can ask him for one. But where is the location?” Fan Zifan nudged Wen Jinge with his elbow and lowered his voice. “You know, we are a prestigious sect. If we do these things and are discovered, we will have to give an explanation to the world.”
"Then confess! Say you're looking for a way to exterminate the demon race. If you don't understand, how do you exterminate them?" Wen Jingge beckoned to him, and Fan Zifan immediately lowered his head. "That's right, you know, I really spent a lot of spirit stones on that spirit pool. How about you help me out with some?"
Fan Zifan gritted her teeth, about to scold Wen Jinge, when she saw Wen Jinge's sincere little eyes blinking at her, her eyes wet like a wronged puppy.
His heart softened, and he nodded. "Just this once. I'll sign and put my fingerprint on it. Forget it, I can't sign these kinds of things. Just consider it my bad luck to have run into you!"
"Oh! Senior brother is the best." Wen Jingge hugged his arm and shook it.
[OOC Warning! OOC Warning! OOC Warning!]
This behavior is completely inconsistent with the host's usual behavior!
"Again?" Wen Jingge was stunned for a moment, then rushed out the door under Fan Zifan's surprised gaze.
"Door, door, take the door down!" Fan Zifan shouted anxiously from behind.
Wen Jingge couldn't hear any of that; in her eyes, time was life itself!
She rushed to the edge of the pool. Bai Teng had wanted to talk to her, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye. "What were you talking about?"
"How should I know?" Fan Zifan sighed helplessly and had no choice but to chase after them with Liang Si, complaining as they ran, "Was the gate on your mountain something your master couldn't afford to build? How did it just fly away?"
Qiao Yu was soaking in the pool, feeling a bit lost, when suddenly, with a "plop," Wen Jingge jumped into the water, and the camera shutter also slammed into the water.
"Go in!" She took out her golden bowl, scooped out the water from the pool, and hurriedly said to Qiao Yu, "No matter who you are! Run!"
Lu Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was almost knocked down by Wen Jinge's door.
"Are you going to get struck by lightning again?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just hide!" Wen Jingge shouted, but luckily she had already reached the top of the coffin by relying on her memory. "Good friend, I'm here to feed you thunderclouds again."
She said, panting, "I saw you enjoyed your meal last time. If you like, let those seven places shine a bit."
The seven cloud-shaped nails did indeed light up for a moment, and upon seeing this, a charming smile appeared on her face. "Alright! You wait! As long as you don't explode, I'll feed you well today."
"Sigh! Qiao Yu has been an obedient child since he was little, and I like his personality. I've hit him, scolded him, and even kicked him. I shouldn't have been so strict with him before."
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