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The anger in Murong Yong's heart was rising steadily, blue veins burst out on his forehead, his breathing was heavy, his teeth were biting so hard that the muscles on both sides of his cheeks were tense, as if a volcano that was about to erupt at any time spewed out scorching magma.

Murong Yong clenched his fist tightly, but calmed down after being extremely angry.

He had been in the army for many years, and he was no longer the boy who rushed forward with fists in his head after being provoked a few times by some veterans when he first entered the barracks at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

The blood and carnage on the battlefield taught him many things.

Murong Yong tried his best to calm down, at this moment, a yellow shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes, and Master Shangqing walked slowly to his side.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun." Shangqing Daoist continued to approach Gu Yuan, saluted, and asked slowly, "Dingyuan Houfu really wants to regret the marriage?"

When he flicked the silver-white whisk in his hand, it lightly brushed against Gu Yuan's left chest.

The whisk swayed and danced with the cold wind, shimmering in the sun, floating beside him like a cloud like smoke.

"Your family regrets the marriage temporarily because of unbelief, but it will cause Mrs. Murong to go west. Not only will Murong's family lose their loved ones, but your family will be involved in this karma and affect future generations."

The expression and voice of Shangqing Daoist are still as usual calm and unwavering, making people unable to understand his emotions and anger, and his indifferent and misty eyes seem to ignore all sentient beings.

Everyone in the Hou's mansion present was well aware of the prestige of Shangqing Daoist. Hearing what he said, it was unavoidable that they were a little panic-stricken, and several people gasped.

"Are you sure you want to regret the marriage?!" The voice of the real person Shangqing, who seemed to be sighing and asked, echoed in the air.

As the voice fell, the continuous cloud covered the warm sun in the sky, as if there was a slight wind blowing in the face, and the courtyard became darker, casting a faint shadow on everyone's hearts.

It's like a bad omen.

The servants of the Hou's mansion looked at Master Shangqing with even more awe, and thought to themselves: This Master Shangqing is indeed a god-man!

According to Master Shangqing, if Mrs. Murong died, someone in the Gu family would pay the price, would she be seriously ill, or would she die with her life? !

This is not just a marriage, nor is it just whether the two families are enmity, but it involves the lives of the Gu family and the Murong family.

An uneasy atmosphere permeated in the bleak cold wind, spreading rapidly, and there was some turbid fishy smell in the air, lingering at the tip of everyone's nose.

"That's right." A clear female voice pierced the dead air, like a stream of ice flowing gently, "If you don't succeed, you will be infected with this karma."

"but……"

The female voice paused meaningfully, causing everyone's eyes to look at her.

Gu Yanfei, who was dressed in a water-green dress, came out of the main hall, walking vigorously and lightly.

A pair of eyes are brighter and more radiant than the red gold cat's eyes and earrings beside her ears. Even the dark clouds in the sky can't suppress her brilliance, which makes people feel bright.

The stale and smelly air around seemed to become fresh with her appearance.

Gu Yanfei continued with a half-smile, "However, it's not the Gu family who is affected by karma, but you, the Taoist priest."

When others mentioned Shangqing Master, their expression and tone were full of respect, either respect or awe, but in Gu Yanfei's mouth, there was only contempt.

Gu Yunzhen was a step behind Gu Yanfei, and also walked out of the room, with the same gentle demeanor.

Although in just two days she experienced a thrilling experience that she had not experienced in the past many years, and although she did not have a good rest last night, she was still full of energy, like plum blossoms after frost.

The moment he saw Gu Yunzhen, Murong Yong's long and narrow eyes lit up slightly, and he stared at her fiercely.

But when he noticed that she was still wearing yesterday's dress, his eyes changed again, and he couldn't help thinking about what happened in the Hou's mansion yesterday.

Gu Yanfei strolled to Gu Yuan's side, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him without blinking.

She said in a gentle but sharp tone: "The Taoist priest insists on keeping the dead in the world."

"This karma naturally belongs to you, Daoist."

Following these two words, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker, as if they were about to fall down.

"..." Shangqing's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a moment, his eyes became slightly gloomy, which formed a sharp contrast with his indifferent face.

He never expected that Gu Yanfei would know this, how did the second girl Gu know? !

Shangqing's eyes flickered, and all kinds of speculations flashed in his mind. Someone in Murong's family leaked the secret, or...

Murong Yong slightly raised his sword eyebrows, looked away from Gu Yunzhen, and turned to look at Gu Yanfei and Master Shangqing, scanning the two of them back and forth, his eyes were as dark as night.

Although he didn't understand Gu Yanfei's words, he could see Shangqing's expression at this moment.

Shangqing lightly flicked the whisk, the long silver threads of the whisk fluttered and fell, and he also recovered his composure, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said: "Pindao doesn't understand what a good woman means. It is just at the request of Murong's family to try to treat Mrs. Murong who is seriously ill."

"There is a way, the way of immortality is precious, and there is no measure for people."

He has a compassionate attitude, his face is like the Sanqing Daoist in the portrait, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his hair and beard are fluttering.

Gu Yanfei sneered as if he had heard some joke, stroked his sleeves, and said leisurely with a clear and lazy voice:

"You also know about the 'immeasurable people', which saves the living, not the dead."

"There's no need to be happy. The old lady has passed away for three years. To die is to die. I can't live."

"Resurrecting from death is against the destiny and will of God."

"It's for evil ways."

When she said the last four words, the laziness in her tone was no longer as cold as if she had been soaked in cold water.

"..." The faint smile on the corner of Shangqing's lips froze completely, and he stared deeply at the daughter of the Marquis Mansion in front of him.

Miss Gu Er actually said that her grandmother was dead! Murong Yong's brows tightened, and a storm of hostility appeared in his eyes, and his eyes fell on Gu Yanfei's face like nails.

"Ridiculous!" Murong Yong reprimanded unhappily, and sneered shortly, his deep voice could not conceal his anger, "Miss Gu, your family first regretted the marriage for no reason, and now they are cursing their grandmother to die, it is too deceitful. "

"My grandmother is seriously ill, but she is alive and well."

Murong Yong ruthlessly punched a towering cypress tree next to him, the thick tree shook unceasingly, and cypress leaves fell to the ground.

Murong Yong didn't believe in Gu Yanfei, but Gu Yunzhen firmly believed in it. Her heart skipped a few times, and she couldn't help but think of what Gu Yanfei told her at Murong's house yesterday: "Murong's house is not a good place to go. This marriage is not good."

"Okay?" Gu Yanfei clapped his hands and smiled, but there was a mockery in his smile, "How often do you go to see Grandma Ling?"

"As long as I'm in the capital, I will go there every three to five days." Murong Yong replied.

In front of the grandmother's bed, his parents and uncles waited on him. As a grandson, he went there once every three to five days, which was done out of courtesy.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yanfei asked the second and third questions: "Have you ever smelled her body?"

"Have you ever looked at her face carefully?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Gu Yanfei continued on his own: "Second Master Murong, you are also someone who has been on the battlefield, you have seen dead people, smelled the smell of dead people, and touched dead people's corpses, right? "

Gu Yanfei spoke quite directly, discussing the matter on the facts, unlike most people in this world who often keep secrets about the dead.

Murong Yong stared at Gu Yanfei firmly, his eyes were full of surprise, and his whole body exuded a dangerous and fierce aura.

"Don't lie to yourself!" Gu Yanfei met his eyes without moving, and her tone became more and more sharp, and she pointedly exposed the self-deceiving lie that was intended to be concealed, "People are already dead!"

Murong Yong's complexion changed drastically, under the shadow of the cypress tree, his sharp brows became more and more sharp.

As for Shangqing Daoist, his face was expressionless, as motionless as a mountain, only the whisk was fluttering in the wind.

"Impossible!" Murong Yong squeezed out these three words from between his gritted teeth, his tone was low, and there was another wrinkle between his frowning brows.

He said it was impossible, but his thoughts were involuntarily drawn by Gu Yanfei's few words.

Murong Yong's mind flashed through the details of what he saw, smelled, and touched every time he went to his grandmother in the past two months... It was as if a layer of gauze covering his eyes was forcefully lifted opened.

His brows twitched violently, and his panting became heavier and heavier.

With Gu Yanfei's eyesight, of course he could see the wavering in Murong Yong's heart.

She pursed her lower lip knowingly, her thoughts turned quickly, and she asked step by step: "Before going out today, did you go to see Grandma Ling? Do you have corpse spots on her face and neck?" ?”

"Is the smell of corpses on her body heavier?"

Gu Yanfei was asking, but judging from her expression and tone, she clearly already had the answer.

Those black eyes that were as clear as water had already seen through everything, and had already grasped all the truth in their hands.

"..." Murong Yong's eyebrows trembled again, his pupils contracted.

He got married to celebrate his grandmother. Before going out to greet his relatives, he naturally went to his grandmother's residence, but his father stopped him and didn't let him come closer. At that time, his parents urged him to come to greet his relatives, and he only thought they were in a hurry .

But now...

Now that Murong Yong recalled from another angle, he remembered some clues that he had overlooked just now.

When he entered the grandmother's inner room, the bed curtain was hanging down, and he seemed to vaguely see the purple scars on the grandmother's face and neck through the gauze curtain...

Murong Yong hardly dared to think deeply, his slender and strong body was tense, and there was a turbulent sea in his heart.

Gu Yanfei raised his hand to cover his nose, and sighed mockingly again: "You have the smell of corpses all over your body, but you don't know it."

Murong Yong's hooked nose couldn't help but move, his eyes were dark and thick, and the veins on his fists were bulging.

He didn't lower his head to smell his clothes, but there was a faint smell of corpses lingering at the tip of his nose... Or, this was the smell he just smelled at his grandmother's place.

"Really!"

The third young master Murong who came with him to welcome the bride couldn't help but leaned over and sniffed, and blurted out with a pale face.