I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 11 Clues (1)

Feng Yuan pondered for a moment: "What a coincidence, Feng Yu never mentioned it."

Mu Wanwan quickly turned over: "In that case, this is a new plot."

Feng Yuan lowered his head and blew the foam in the teacup.

"Shouldn't I ask you this?"

Mu Wanwan used her hands as a pillow and looked at the endless night above her head.

"I don't know why the world has turned into what it is now. It is no longer a story written by me, and only a part of what I wrote has been retained. But that's it, you have never experienced this.

What does it mean?"

Mu Wanwan didn't hear Feng Yuan's reply and fell asleep unconsciously, wrapped in the warmth of the quilt.

Feng Yuan raised the tea cup and put it down again.

He thought for a long time and finally found clues in some details.

Perhaps, this is no accident.

He rolled his sleeves and returned to his house.

The bright moon hung high outside the window, illuminating the small town in the dark night, making it look pale.

Something was moving quickly under the pale moonlight.

"Osmanthus cake ~ fragrant and sweet osmanthus cake!"

"Apricots! Big, round apricots."

The sounds of hawking came and went, and Mu Wanwan opened her eyes.

The birds outside the window were chirping clearly, and the early morning light illuminated the house brightly through the window, and you could still see flying dust in the light beams.

It's been a long time since I've seen an early morning like this.

"woke up?"

Mu Wanwan suppressed a half-yawn and looked at the source of the sound.

"Why are you here?" He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears caused by suppressing a yawn.

"Everyone has gone out to investigate. I thought you were not awake, so I asked you to stay with you."

"Thank you. Master Feng, please knock on the door next time and don't come in without saying hello."

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"good."

Ignoring it, Mu Wanwan quickly packed up and walked to the front hall with Feng Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yuan just ordered a pot of tea and a plate of pastries and sat down in the inn.

"Didn't you say you went out to investigate?"

"This inn is a mixed bag of good and bad, so we can't get any information?"

Mu Wanwan didn't say much. Since she could get the information while sitting down, she didn't bother to leave.

He reached out to pick up the cake and put it into his mouth.

"Pear cake? How do you know I like this?"

Feng Yuan did not reply.

"Brother Song, when did you come to Su Yuan?"

"It turns out to be Brother Ma, long time no see. My brother also just arrived a few days ago."

"Brother Song, could it be that he is also here for the evil spirits?"

"That's natural. If this evil spirit can be put to death with the sword, you, Brother Song, and I can also become famous all over the world."

"What did Brother Song say? Now Brother Song's name is also well-known. Why do you need this monster to prove it?"

"Everyone, please see, this is Brother Ma whom I often talk about. I, Old Song, like my Brother Ma to talk the most! It doesn't matter if every word is nice to listen to, but if nothing is the same, it makes people want to put his mouth shut.

Come to me."

"hahahahahahahaha."

Even if the people in the circle were talking loudly, Mu Wanwan felt that it was a little too noisy when they started laughing.

"What? It's so noisy in the market, why can't you stand it so much?"

"I don't like it very much, but I won't say anything. I can't interfere with other people's freedom."

After hearing this, Feng Yuan tilted his head slightly and took another sip of tea.

"Huh? Waiter, what kind of evil is the guest at the next table talking about? Is it so evil?"

Feng Yuan conveniently grabbed the waiter who was passing by.

"You don't know, Su Yuan has not been peaceful in the past six months. Every time late at night, someone's energy is sucked dry. If you don't say one thousand in six months, there are eight hundred. No, we don't dare to say anything at night, no

You dare to light a fire, but you dare not go out. But sir, please stop meddling in other people's business. Three or four monks as thin as you have died in the last month."

Feng Yuan waved his hand and asked the waiter to leave.

"What does the waiter in this store look like?"

Seeing Mu Wanwan's lack of interest, Feng Yuan said again: "Let's go! Go out and find out the news."

"Let's go."

Not long after I left the house, I heard a wailing sound in front of me.

"Master, it has nothing to do with me!"

"You bitch, who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

"I entrusted my child to your care. Is this how you take care of me?"

"Master, listen to me! It's really not me."

Mu Wanwan turned around to leave, but was taken back by the people around her.

What followed was a smell of alcohol.

"Miss Mu, I really don't understand you. You don't even look at the excitement."

Mu Wanwan fanned away the alcohol smell around her and looked at the drunk Su Hu and said:

"What are you doing here? You just smell like alcohol, why are you smelling like makeup?"

"Nothing! I just took my Buddhist brothers to have a drink of flower wine."

"Are they willing to go with you?"

"I tied it in with a fairy rope."

Mu Wanwan looked back and saw several Buddhist cultivators who were blushing with anger and struggling to pat their clothes.

"Amitabha, Mr. Su is really too much! We and other Buddhists are not touched by the world of mortals, wine, sex or wealth. He is really..."

"What did you find?"

Mu Wanwan heard Feng Yuan ask.

"There is an evil spirit in Suyuan, and it has killed many people. The girl in the flower house said that the old man who died at first turned into a strong man, and now he has started to die like a young man. This is not surprising.

, what’s strange is that there are girls who say that not only men but also women are killed, and they are even starting to die now.”

"You bitch, I gave you a pair of sons and daughters born by Shuang'er. Now they are well, both of them are dead. Who else could it be if it weren't you? You must be a poisonous woman who is jealous that Shuang'er has a concubine who is better than you.

He killed my two sons and daughters after giving birth to a son."

Before Su Hu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a suddenly louder voice in front of him.

".The child is here. This drama is really wonderful! It's enough to dote on a concubine and destroy your wife in public, but the child is still dead."

Su Hu finished what he had left unfinished.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."

Mu Wanwan looked at the Buddhist cultivators who wanted to kill Su Hu just now. When she heard that the child was dead, she quickly started chanting mantras for salvation.

"Let's go! Mind your own business."

While talking, Mu Wanwan was pulled to the door of that house by Feng Yuan.

"There seems to be evil spirits surrounding this place. Junior sister is protecting me. Please allow me to take a closer look."

Mu Wanwan was a little helpless, but she didn't expose Feng Yuan's trick. She just cooperated and said: "Yes! Senior brother." After saying that, he put on a full posture.

Being suddenly disturbed by Feng Yuan, the couple actually forgot about their quarrel.

"Oh! What a disaster! What a disaster!"

After hearing this, the man did not believe it gullibly.

"Although I don't know where the immortal came from, I can't talk nonsense."

"I have little knowledge, but we are the talisman cultivators of Dao Dao Sect. It is a blessing for you to meet us today."

"It's a coincidence that the Immortal said that. There happens to be an Immortal from the Dao Sect in my lower house. Why don't we ask the Immortal to come out and recognize him?"

Feng Yuan raised his head a little higher.

"also may."

Mu Wanwan felt that Feng Yuan was ill. The name of Taiyan Palace was not suitable and she had to use the Daodao Sect. This was not retribution.

(End of chapter)