Chapter 128 The Fox Fairy can’t be that stupid, right?

But he was so stupid, how could he be... a fox fairy...

The Fox Fairy can't be that stupid, right?

"Have you told Ah-Yang what I told you last time?"

Liang Jingxuan plucked a honeysuckle and said, "He cried for a long time..."

"I knew this idiot..."

Yu Zehui could already imagine Yu Zeying crying with a runny nose, "Forget it, just cry." Anyway, Mu Xiliang will comfort him.

Liang Jingxuan sniffed the honeysuckle, not smelling good, and plucked a handful. Yu Zehui said, "Tsk, why are you so nagging?" If he were Yu Zeying, he would have kicked him.

Liang Jingxuan threw away the honeysuckle, "It doesn't smell good, why doesn't it smell good?"

"This is from my grave, how can it smell good? Also, it's not called honeysuckle, it's called lonicera japonica!" Yu Zehui squatted down and picked up the honeysuckle he had thrown away one by one.

"Goblin? I've only heard of goblin pot. Have you ever tried it? It's delicious!"

The last time Liang Jingxuan had hotpot was in winter. Lu Sui swollen his penis and he cried all night. Lu Sui couldn't comfort him no matter what he did. He carried him around the room all night. Liang Jingxuan cried so much that he vomited. He said in a daze that he wanted to eat hotpot.

The next day, Lu Sui took him to eat hot pot. After that, whenever he wanted to eat hot pot, he would take off his pants and let Lu Sui beat him up*……

Yu Zehui raised his eyebrows and looked teasing, "Hot pot is very dirty. In order to reduce costs, many hot pot restaurants will filter the used hot pot base and reuse it."

Zhiyan also loves hot pot, especially spicy hot pot. Once he had diarrhea and vomited for a day and a night. He went to the hospital for a checkup and found that there was something wrong with the hot pot he ate. He led a group of police officers to the hot pot restaurant. Someone in the kitchen happened to be filtering the oil for the hot pot base, and there were cockroaches swarming under the oil barrel.

He violently drove away all the employees and poured the filtered hot pot oil into the boss's stomach spoon by spoon.

Liang Jingxuan was a little disgusted, "You are lying!"

Yu Zehui's tone became somewhat dangerous, "Why would I lie to you? My wife almost died after eating it once... Stupid, believe it or not!"

Liang Jingxuan looked at him with disdain and whispered, "A man like you has a wife?"

Yu Zehui's face darkened, and murderous intent burst out from his narrow eyes, "I'm just fucking dead, not deaf. If a fool like you can have a husband, why can't I have a wife?!"

Liang Jingxuan pouted, "I'm not stupid! You are stupid! If you continue like this, I won't talk to you, not a word to you..."

Yu Zehui suppressed his rage, his Adam's apple rolled, "You're talking as if I fucking want to talk to you... Don't fucking pull my honeysuckle!"

Liang Jingxuan snorted and threw away the honeysuckle. "Didn't you say this is the vine of the nightshade?"

Yu Zehui, "..."

He clenched his fists, unclenched them, and clenched them again. Forget it. Why should he bother with a little fool?

As soon as Liang Jingxuan stopped talking, he wanted to pull the honeysuckle, but now he couldn't go back, "Do you miss your wife here?"

The murderous aura surrounding Yu Zehui gradually faded away. "I miss him so much that I'm going crazy... I don't know how he is doing now."

Liang Jingxuan exclaimed, "You don't know? Aren't you Shuque? And you watch him every day, how could you not know?"

"How do you know I watch him every day?" Yu Zehui had no memory for a long time, especially when he turned into a dawn bird.

Liang Jingxuan tilted his head to think, and stammered, "I saw it... in my dream."

"If you can see me, can you also see him? What happened to him?" Yu Zehui's humble look made Liang Jingxuan a little scared.

"He led a big wolfhound to see Brother Ying off. The wolfhound was so naughty that it defecated on your grave. He scolded the wolfhound. The wolfhound ran away and came back after a while. Except for eating and sleeping, he spent almost all his time in front of your grave. He said a lot, but I don't remember it. I just remember that he said he couldn't hold on any longer..."

Yu Zehui stared at him in a daze, his eyes clearly showing fear, but finally returning to awe. He was very sure that the little fool was the fox fairy that the old people in the village talked about. If so, then he was the one enshrined in the ruined temple on Yaoyao Mountain!

No wonder Zhao Chongming died so strangely, his whole body was hollowed out, with only a skeleton supporting human skin.

There were more than a dozen armed detectives guarding the door of the ward. No one went in or out that night, but he still died. The foul smell of blood was not smelled until the next morning.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?" Liang Jingxuan wiped his face with his hands and opened his palms. There was no dirt.

"I finally understand why you are such a fool. Your husband knows you...you let him protect you well."

The dirtiest people in this world are humans. They fear the gods not because they are truly afraid of them, but because they want to get what they want from them. Once they get what they want, they dare to blaspheme the gods, or even kill them...

In the early years, the town next door was not called Tan Town, but Ant Tomb. The ground was full of coal, which was completely owned by a coal boss from Shanxi. He kept a mistress, who was also a vixen.

The coal boss lied to the fox man that he had not married yet and was a bachelor. He lied for five years. In the spring of the sixth year, his wife and son came from Shanxi to find him. The fox man found out and killed everyone in the mine except the wife of the coal boss's son.

It was thrown into the mine, and no one reported it until more than a month later. He and Yu Qinghai led a team to dig it out, and when it was taken out, all the police officers present vomited. All the internal organs and flesh were shaved off and chopped up, and then wrapped in peeled human skin and hung on the mine wall.

Many people died, and the situation was very strange. The capital was alarmed, and leaders came one after another. The villagers nearby were panicked and spread rumors, which became more and more serious. In the end, the authorities could only cover up the incident by saying that the mine collapsed due to a coal dust explosion. And the fox man has not been found yet...

Even Yu Qinghai, who could catch the murderer with just one look at the crime scene, was helpless...

In order to keep Zhao Chongming under control, Yu Yaodong had sent him many foxes over the years. He had seen every one of them, but none of them had the same divinity as Liang Jingxuan...

"My husband protects me very well. He is the guardian angel I chose myself! Every day he helps me dress, put on my socks, put on my shoes, take off my clothes, and, uh... I can't tell you this!" Liang Jingxuan covered her mouth shyly.

Yu Zehui, "..."

She opened her mouth to curse him, but when she thought about who he was... she closed her mouth again. When he was beating Zhiyan to death, he was still wearing open-crotch pants.

"How did you meet your wife?"

Liang Jingxuan asked cautiously.

Yu Zehui's eyes were hazy, like a ball of gray mist, "I met him in the nursing home. He climbed over my wall every day and once even peeked at me taking a bath..."

Liang Jingxuan curled his lips in disdain, "You were the one who peeped at him taking a bath!"

Yu Zehui, "..."

"I may be a heinous criminal, but I'm not a pervert!"

Liang Jingxuan thought about him giving himself to Zhao Chongming, and plucked another honeysuckle, complaining in a low voice, "He is an unforgivable pervert..."

Yu Zehui was furious, "Fuck you, why are you so irritating?!!!"

If this little fool wasn't for... he would have beaten him black and blue!

Liang Jingxuan held his head with both hands, ready to escape at any time, "Don't be angry, you...you keep talking about your wife, I'm listening...when you mentioned that he peeked at you taking a bath..."

Yu Zehui was craving for a cigarette but had no cigarettes, so he said in a low voice, "Let me think about it, how to say it..."

Before Yu Zehui met Zhiyan, he lived a life worse than a dog. When his aunt was still alive, he had a little bit of a good life. After his aunt jumped off the building, he wanted to die every day, but they wouldn't let him. If it weren't for Yu Zeying, he would have died long ago.

"I had just turned 18 at the time. He was in the ward next door. We were both sick. He was a naughty kid who always liked to climb up the wall, trying to flip down and escape from the hospital. He always thought that if he escaped, his illness would be cured..."

There was a wall running down the middle of the ward, extending to the outside of the hospital, and the wall was covered with blood-red roses.

In the silent ward, Yu Zehui, wearing heavy handcuffs, watched Zhi Yan timidly climb the wall. He grinned and couldn't help laughing, "If you come back now, you might live longer. If you climb out, you might be torn to pieces."

Zhiyan was so frightened that her face turned pale. She clutched the wall tightly, not daring to move. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of shadow. "But I don't dare to go back..."

"Then stay up there. Don't you like climbing?" Yu Zehui ignored him and closed the window and drew the curtains. Without the light, the ward was lifeless, like a sealed living coffin.

"Brother...Brother, I'm scared...Brother...Brother..." Zhiyan's calls made Yu Zehui very annoyed and irritable. His voice was very similar to the little kitten that his aunt gave him on his birthday. But in the end, the little kitten stayed with him for less than three days before being stepped on to death by the drunk Yu Qinghai.

In July, a rain fell darkly, sweeping away countless broken leaves, but it still couldn't wash away the faint smell of blood on the roses.

"Brother... I'm afraid that you will ignore me..." Zhiyan's crying became louder and louder, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Yu Zehui opened the drawer and picked up the axe that still smelled of blood. He lowered his head and looked at the iron chains on his feet. He suddenly laughed. He was clearly a person on death row, but he still dreamed of saving others.

The iron chain was cut in two strokes. He had been restricted in his movements for too long and walked with a limp, but he never stopped. The ward was on the second floor, and there was a small courtyard on the first floor.

He wiped the blood off his face, walked to the wall, confirmed the location of the inkstone, opened his arms, and shouted impatiently, "Jump down!"

Zhi Yan looked down tremblingly, her long eyelashes were wet and stuck together in clumps, "I dare not...Brother, I'm afraid..."

"Then you will die on it!" Yu Zehui's face turned cold and he left without looking back.

Zhi Yan panicked, "Don't go, brother! I'll jump, I'll jump! Don't go..."

The light was dim, and it cast a dark and sinister light on Yu Zehui's angular face. He didn't know why he softened his heart. Was it because of the repeated "brother" or because... He tightened his arms and walked back angrily, "Come down here, I'll beat you to death, and I'll take your last name!"