Chapter 67

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She hadn't seen this puppet for a long time since they parted in the capital.

Its appearance was still overflowing with evil energy.

Probably because it was preparing to kill someone, at this moment, its body was surrounded by a dense greenish-black fog — it was of the wood element, but its Mu Lingyun was significantly different from that of ordinary people.

Ordinary people's Mu Lingyun was full of vitality and was a transparent greenish color. But this puppet's Mu Lingyun was greenish-black, like wood that had been dead for a long time.

Gloomy and strange.

It wandered between Yin and Yang.

The puppet lifted the tile and went into the house.

A moment later, a small hand reached out and closed the tile.

Sang Yuanyuan looked around and didn't see You Wuming's figure — when this man wanted to hide, he was like a ghost's shadow. With her current strength, she couldn't find any trace of him.

Perhaps he had already escaped into the house to get Me.

Sang Yuanyuan thought for a moment and threw a big face flower into the gap between the side wall of the main house and the courtyard wall.

The Spirit Containing Vine climbed along the wall to the roof, climbed along the edge of the tile, and quietly sneaked into the house.

Behind the door stood a regular screen of mountains and rivers. The translucent screen faintly reflected a tall figure, who was standing at the door of the main house, Lu Lecheng.

Sang Yuanyuan looked around. Through the Spirit Containing Water Light, she didn't see Me or You Wuming's figure.

In front of the bed, there was a slightly smaller screen made of court ladies, which covered most of the bed behind it.

Sang Yuanyuan controlled the Spirit Containing Vine to hang down from the roof and hook onto a corner of the screen, sticking its tip out.

Looking carefully, Sang Yuanyuan was shocked, and secretly sighed that this Lu guy was really a good-for-nothing!

On the bed, there was another woman with disheveled clothes lying on the bed. At this moment, she was pouting her red lips and playing with her fingernails unhappily.

She heard the door creak closed, and a man's footsteps sounded in the house.

It was that Lu Lecheng, who had cheated his body, heart, and life, had returned.

He walked around the screen and casually threw the white robe on his body to the ground. He strode to the side of the bed and pounced on the woman on the bed. He hugged the woman on the bed and obediently kissed her non-stop.

"Why is she so annoying!" The woman pushed him away unhappily. "She came the day before yesterday, yesterday, and today again!

Didn't you promise that this Min Banxiang would definitely not pester you anymore!

If she comes again, you can just beat her up! "

"Who asked your man to be so charming?"

Lu Lecheng hugged her and held her wrist. He said meaningfully, "Rou Niang, aren't you worried at all that one day I'll be as heartless to you as I am to her?

Hmm?

If I hit her or scold her, would I still be a man?

If I were that kind of person, you wouldn't love me, would you? "

"Tsk." The woman's eyes were flirtatious as she said, "How can a woman like Min Banxiang compare to me?

Lu, you dumped her and chose me. That's because you have good taste! "

Lu Lecheng smirked. "That's right, my Rou Niang is the best in the world!

Rou Niang, if that Min Banxiang takes things too hard and does something stupid, and her family wants to make trouble for me, you have to testify for your good husband. It was her own wishful thinking and pestering me. It has nothing to do with me. "

The woman said, "Hmph, she overestimated herself. She didn't think that she was worthy of a man like Lu Lecheng!

She wanted to eat swan meat, so she deserved to die! "

Lu Lecheng laughed. "That's right, she deserved to die!"

After saying that, he started to move mercilessly.

An expressionless face slowly peeked out from the beam.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up.

She saw a pale little face peeking out from the dark beam. It was eerie and strange, and the string of amber prayer beads hanging around her neck gently knocked on the wooden beam.

"Knock, knock."

On the bed, the man was working hard. The woman squinted her misty eyes, and her blank gaze gradually followed the sound to the beam …

The puppet shrank back behind the wooden beam.

After a while, a small hand reached out and pulled back a small piece of cloth hanging by the side of the wooden beam.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Why does this action look a little cute?

The couple having an affair didn't know that they were being watched by the King of Hell. The two of them screamed and rolled into a pile on the bed.

Sang Yuanyuan controlled the Spirit Containment Vine to climb up the wooden beam. Her mind could only focus on the tip of the vine.

When it reached the intersection of the beam and the pillar, the snake-like vine quietly climbed up the beam and jumped up!

Coincidentally, the puppet was climbing over with all its hands and feet. The puppet and the vine suddenly looked at each other!

Both of them were shocked!

The Spirit Containment Vine suddenly shrank back and circled around twice.

The puppet opened its mouth wide, and its body leaned backward. Its pair of black and big eyes were as big as copper bells.

At this moment, it was kneeling on the beam with its two little hands supporting the beam. With this posture, it looked exactly like the other Spirit Containment Vine.

The two 'people' stared at each other and screamed silently.

Not far away, a soft sneer suddenly sounded.

The vine and the puppet slowly turned their heads together.

They saw a black figure squatting on the other beam like a bat.

You Wuming narrowed his eyes and looked at the puppet and the vine with a faint smile.

Momo was stunned for a moment. Then, its head full of soft and smooth black hair suddenly stood up behind its head. It used both its hands and legs to move backward, and with a whoosh, it fled outside.

Its movements were extremely fast. Its small hands and feet waved with all its might like a spider running for its life.

A cold smile hung on You Wuming's lips as he followed closely behind. Like a deadly shadow, he chased after Dolly and swept over the top of the beam. In the blink of an eye, the two figures, one big and one small, had already swept past the landscape screen in front of the door, leaving only the chasing and fleeing shadows on the translucent screen.

Sang Yuanyuan stretched out her vines and realized that she could not catch up with the two of them. She simply removed the flowers and vines and looked out from the treetops.

You Wuming stepped out of the main house and easily caught up with the puppet. He sneered and grabbed the puppet in his hand.

He lazily straightened his body and held the puppet's small wooden leg with one hand, allowing it to struggle in his hand like a fish.

The puppet's mouth curved downwards, revealing its small fangs. Its pair of black eyes were fierce and sad. It waved its two arms, and black fog was emitted from its body.

You Wuming sneered and raised his hand to remove the puppet's arm. Then, he casually swung it around.

The puppet with a broken arm was like a rattle-drum. Its two arms hit its chest and back, making it look extremely pitiful.

Sang Yuanyuan hugged the tree trunk and slid down. She landed in the courtyard and quickly walked to You Wuming's side.

"Don't bully it …"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the struggling puppet bend its waist and clench her hand with a howl.

It was excruciatingly painful.

The two of them and the puppet were stunned.

Sang Yuanyuan looked down and saw the puppet's two black eyes glowing fiercely. It looked pitiful, wronged, and angry.

Hatefully, it pulled again, but its strength was reduced by a lot.

Sang Yuanyuan immediately pouted and puffed up her cheeks. Her eyes quickly turned red.

It was more wronged, more pitiful, and angrier than her!

A hundred times!

You Wuming and I were both shocked.

It let go of its mouth and stuck out its small wooden tongue to lick her wound.

It looked up and saw that she was still feeling wronged. It stuck out its small wooden tongue and licked her again.

Its black eyes were unbelievably terrified.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

You Wuming slowly lowered his head. His gaze landed on the teeth marks on the back of Sang Yuanyuan's hand. His expression became extremely malicious. His knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.

"Don't, don't hurt it!" She held his hand. "You've already removed its arm. Of course it's angry."

Upon hearing this, the puppet's face turned into a crying face.

She took it and placed it on the ground.

The puppet knew that there was no way it could escape from You Wuming's hands. It obediently spread out its two slender legs and sat down with its back bent.

Sang Yuanyuan carefully removed the kasaya-like robe on its body. She saw that its arm had been cut off. There was only a greenish-black tendon connecting the body to the broken arm.

She picked up the small arm and reattached it to the wound.

She loosened her grip and the arm fell off.

The puppet's mouth was flat into a curved line. The corners of its eyes were lowered. It didn't even look at You Wuming.

"What should we do?" She looked up and asked You Wuming.

You Wuming sneered. "It deserves it."

Sang Yuanyuan heard some movement from the house.

It seemed that the couple who were having an affair had heard the noise in the courtyard and were preparing to get dressed and come out to investigate.

"Shall we leave first?" She asked.

You Wuming waved his hand and slowly walked towards the main house.

The puppet snuck a glance at his back.

Sang Yuanyuan felt that this was a very good opportunity to raise a child. She put on a serious face and said to the puppet, "The people of You Zhou are all his people. If he wants to kill them, only he can kill them.

If you find a bad person, you should tell him and let him deal with it. He's the boss here!

Do you understand? "

The puppet looked up blankly. It looked at her for a moment and nodded obediently.

She picked up the puppet's small wooden arm again and put it back in place.

The arm fell off again.

The puppet looked down at its broken arm with its large eyes. It looked as if it had been wronged.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the crying baby and felt a strange pain in her heart. It was as if some kind of power was stirring.

After thinking for a moment, she gathered all her energy and stared at the broken arm. "Butterfly flower!"

The strange impulse in her heart seemed to have found an outlet. Her spiritual energy gathered and gathered towards the puppet.

A small purple butterfly flower suddenly appeared on the puppet's small shoulder. One of its wings clasped the puppet's arm, and the other wing clasped the puppet's shoulder.

The butterfly flower closed its wings, and the puppet's arm was nailed back to its body.

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes lit up.

After concentrating for a moment, she continued to summon the next butterfly flower.

Soon, a circle of small purple butterflies connected the puppet's left arm. It was seamless.

The puppet moved its arm in surprise. It tilted its head and looked at the beautiful butterfly flowers. Its black eyes gradually lit up with joy.

"There's another side."

She had just picked up the puppet's right arm when she suddenly heard the door creak. Lu Lecheng's deep and magnetic male voice sounded.

"Who are you!

How dare you trespass on private property! "

Sang Yuanyuan and the puppet turned to look.

They saw that You Wuming had already walked under the roof and was standing face to face with Lu Lecheng.

The originally tall and handsome Lu Lecheng stood next to You Wuming. He immediately exuded a strong aura of a wretched man.

Sure enough, comparisons were odious.

"You don't recognize me?" You Wuming tilted his head.

Lu Lecheng really didn't recognize him.

You Wuming spent most of his time away from home, so ordinary people didn't have many opportunities to catch a glimpse of his true appearance. However, Lu Lecheng was somewhat different from ordinary people. Ever since he learned about the ways of the world, he had indulged himself in the pursuit of women, his mind and eyes only focused on how to trick the girls into his hands. He was indifferent to everything else.

It was normal that he didn't recognize You Wuming.

"Why should I recognize you?" Lu Lecheng narrowed his eyes. "Unless … you're here to look for Rou Niang?"

A man came to his courtyard. The only thing he could think of was jealousy.

"Who is it?"

The woman in the room poked her head out. When she saw You Wuming's appearance, she was immediately stunned.

"This, this Langjun, I seem to have seen you in a dream … You, are you here to look for me?"

Every time the Lord returned in triumph, there would always be many women who were dreaming of love squeezing into the streets to look at him from afar and dream.

This woman had once seen You Wuming's true appearance from afar. Now that she saw him, she felt that he looked very familiar. Unfortunately, she couldn't imagine that the man in front of her was the Lord of Youzhou.

Although she didn't know his identity, she knew that he wasn't an ordinary person with his appearance and temperament.

The woman didn't care about her untidy clothes and squeezed out from Lu Lecheng's side. "Langjun, why are you looking for me? Let's talk slowly in my house."

You Wuming was so scared that his shoulders trembled.

He smiled sinisterly and looked at Lu Lecheng. "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me.

Weren't you very happy just now?

Then, be happy until you die. "

His voice was strange and ethereal.

After throwing out these words lightly, You Wuming jumped down from the stairs as if avoiding the plague.

The woman named 'Rou Niang' couldn't help but lift her skirt, wanting to chase after You Wuming.

Her arm was suddenly grabbed by Lu Lecheng.

She looked back and saw that Lu Lecheng looked like he was possessed. His two eyeballs were spinning rapidly in his eye sockets, and a few dark stars were flickering crazily in the depths of his pupils. His expression was completely out of control.

"Happy until you die … Happy until you die …"

His lips twitched as he grabbed her arm tightly and dragged her into the house as if he was dragging a dead object.

Rou Niang was shocked and knew that something was wrong. She began to twist and struggle, but Lu Lecheng's big palm was like an iron clamp. Unless she had the ability to break her wrist, she couldn't break free.

No matter how she hit, scolded, or pinched, he was unmoved. He dragged her straight into the house and slammed the door.

Lu Lecheng was a witch.

After he got tired of those women, he activated the power of the witch's bloodline and induced them to commit suicide.

You Wuming had a bloodline suppression on the witch's.

Once the order was given, Lu Lecheng would unconditionally obey until he died.

As for whether this woman named Rou Niang would live or die, that was completely out of You Wuming's consideration.

He walked back lazily.

His gaze paused at the broken arm of the puppet, and then slightly raised.

He saw that his fruit and his puppet's head were close together, and were reconnecting the right arm.

The man and the puppet looked at each other, and then looked at the newly planted purple butterfly flower on the broken arm. They looked at each other again, and smiled at each other. Both of their faces were emitting a faint light.

You Wuming narrowed his eyes.

"What are you doing?" He grabbed the man and the puppet with each hand.

"Butterfly flower!" Sang Yuanyuan quickly labeled her new flower.

You Wuming grabbed the puppet with one hand and brought it in front of him to take a look.

Then, he chuckled and said, "What, it's clearly a moth flower."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

Her intuition told her that this dog of a man was shooting himself in the foot.

"Is it settled?"

She glanced at him, "Do you want to save Min Banxiang, who was induced to commit suicide by Lu Lecheng?"

You Wuming raised his chin towards the room, "Once Lu Lecheng dies, the control will be removed."

"Will it be too late?" Sang Yuanyuan thought to herself. It would probably take a long time for her to die.

You Wuming put one hand on her shoulder and the other hand on the puppet, and walked out with large strides, "Yesterday's Min Banxiang might be today's Rou Niang.

Life and death will depend on fate. "

Sang Yuanyuan thought for a moment, and nodded lightly.

In just half a year, Lu Lecheng had already killed three women.

Today, Min Banxiang looked pitiful. Who knew if she was as smug as Rou Niang when the last woman died?

As the ruler of a country, You Wuming couldn't investigate every case and every suspicious point in his territory clearly. He could only set a set of rules, and then from top to bottom, act according to this set of rules.

In You Zhou, he was the boss, and he could make his own decisions.

She quietly stretched out her arm and wrapped it around his waist.

Unexpectedly, a small hand also quietly reached over and grabbed one of her fingers.

She slowly turned her head to look, and saw the puppet also slowly tilting its head and blinking at her.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

You Wuming stopped in his tracks, and his gaze darkened as he looked behind him.

Sang Yuanyuan and the puppet tacitly retracted their hands.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Why should I feel guilty?!

…

You Wuming wrapped the puppet with a piece of cloth and hung it under Shang Ming's belly.

"Little Sang Guo." He gritted his teeth. "Stay away from it, it's not a good thing."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… You Wuming, are you jealous of it?"

He laughed disdainfully, turned his head, and muttered to Shang Ming: "Me?

Jealous of a blockhead?

Shang Ming, tell me, is Little Sang Guo crazy?!

Ha, a man like me can easily charm Little Sang Guo to death, do I need to be jealous? "

Shang Ming: "…" I'm just a dog that doesn't understand human language.

The two people, the puppet, and the dog quickly returned to Wang City.

The You Ying Guards had already carefully searched, but they didn't find anything unusual in the residence of the two dead You Ying Guards.

"Did you see Little Sang Guo?" You Wuming leaned over and whispered into her ear. "It's still a suspect. Stay away from it, do you hear me?"

"Yes, yes, yes." She nodded.

She felt that his expression was a little indescribable.

Actually, anyone could have guessed that as the elites of the elites, the You Ying Guards, even if they had committed a capital crime, they wouldn't be easily found.

But if these two You Ying Guards had really done something, I definitely know where the evidence is, so …

You Wuming raised his head arrogantly. "Little Sang Guo, go back and wash up and wait for me. I'm going out to do something irrelevant, I'll be back soon."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" If he didn't bring the puppet to get the evidence, she would write the word 'Sang' upside down!

You Wuming pretended to turn Shang Ming's belly for a while, and then took the puppet away.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She was a hundred percent sure that even if he found the evidence, he wouldn't tell her, and would keep the puppet as a 'suspect'.

Ha, this man had already seen through it.

After solving the puppet's matter, it was as if a thick cloud had been lifted from her heart.

She strolled to his study room.

She wanted to take a look at Qin Yuchi's testimony first.

Her intuition told her that Qin Yuchi's testimony might contain the truth about her soul transmigrating to another world!

Along the way, the guards and attendants she met were all kind and respectful to her. Their attitude was no different from when they met You Wuming. No matter where she went, no one would stop her.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart warmed once again. This was obviously You Wuming's arrangement.

He was really a very meticulous person, he would handle everything very well.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly arrived at the study room.

There were two You Ying Guards guarding the door.

Seeing her come over, the two of them pushed open the door to the study for her with a smile, as if they were waiting for a customer to come to their shop.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

When she entered the study room, she saw a gold-edged document placed neatly on the desk. At the bottom of the document on the right side, the word 'Huangfu' was printed.

It should be the document of Huangfu Xiong redeeming the thousands of cavalrymen.

Sang Yuanyuan picked it up with interest.

She remembered that the price You Wuming offered was one bushel of gold per person. The elite soldiers of the state were only worth the starting price of the Clam Fairy's prostitute. You Wuming felt that the price he offered was already very, very low. He felt that he was letting down the captured soldiers of the Eastern State. He was still a little unwilling, but he was persuaded by Sang Yuanyuan.

If he asked for more, it would be too much, and the deal would definitely not go through.

Sure enough, she was wiser.

She asked for the right price and did not need to haggle. See, in just a few days, the deal was done, wasn't it?

She sat down on the huge black wooden armchair and leisurely flipped through the document.

As she read, her expression gradually changed.

After a while, she blankly closed the document in her hand and laughed while holding her forehead.

Huangfu Xiong was actually convinced by You Wuming!

Huang Wuming didn't even try to haggle over the price. Instead, he offered gold to You Wuming according to the entire army of 8,000 people. In the document, he asked whether You Wuming looked down on him, Huangfu Xiong, and thought that his life wasn't worth anything. He added another 2,000 sets of the best spiritual armor in Qin Province, claiming that they were his, Huangfu Xiong's, worth.

At the end, he added that Huangfu Xiong had paid for his life, so he and You Wuming were even. The next time You Wuming fell into his hands, he would not spare his life!

After reading the heavy golden document, Sang Yuanyuan's mood became even better.

She looked left and right.

This big black wooden armchair was just right for You Wuming to sit on. When she sat on it, it was like a young emperor sitting on the dragon throne, empty and empty.

He looked thin, but he was actually so much older than her!

"You Wuming …"

She muttered in a low voice, bowed her head and smiled. Then she picked up Qin Yuchi's testimony.

It was a few light pages.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and slowly opened it.