My Lady Is Not A Demon

How to distinguish whether a reader is handsome or not depends on whether you vote for bean sprouts.

—— Zhou Shuren

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The cabin room was stuffy and hot.

Even floating on the cold river water, the irritability and anger that intertwined with dullness and loneliness cannot be calmed by one or two women.

It's a pity that there is no picture of the lady, otherwise it would be nice to hone her craft.

Chen Mu sat up, looked at the woman in red who was still staying in his room and said, "Let's talk about it, who are you going to kill again this time."

What kind of gold forty thousand taels come to sleep with is simply nonsense.

He didn't understand the woman Hong Zhuer.

But judging from the other party's principles of action, this woman is more indifferent than Manjiaye.

It's a killer of unreasonable feelings.

As long as it is related to your own interests, you will not distinguish between right and wrong. Unless you are completely conquered, don't expect this woman to help you.

Of course, Chen Mu is not interested.

No matter how empty and lonely the other party is, he is not interested in giving each other fullness and warmth.

Unless and Kasaba threesome...

Hong Zhu'er was entwined with a small translucent silk thread between her fingers, slowly fiddled with her, her throat sound seemed to be fascinating: "Kill Su boss, didn't Kassapa tell you about it."

"But killing Boss Su, what does it have to do with you mixing into the world?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

Hong Zhuer giggled, "Master Chen is still in short supply of information. Two months ago, Boss Su went to find Master Murong Rudder of the Tiandihui Nanfeng Ruo, and stayed with him for three days, so Master Murong Rudder is sure There are clues to Boss Su."

"How did you find out this?" Chen Mu stared at the woman in surprise.

Acting with the boss of Su, he would be very cautious, but he didn't expect to be found out by this red bamboo.

This woman is better than imagined.

Hong Zhu'er did not respond, but changed the subject: "The Murong girl was named Murong Ping just now. She is the daughter of Master Murong Ruo."

"The daughter of Nan Feng Ruo Ruo Zhu." Chen Mu shook his tongue.

"Half a month ago she learned that Ji Wuming was arrested, so she wanted to rescue her, but her father refused. This girl went on a hunger strike for three days before Lord Murong Ruo reluctantly agreed."

"It seems that this big Miss really likes Shang Ji Wuming."

Chen Mu laughed.

This Ji Wuming is still quite attractive, and he did not expect to seduce the daughter of a big brother of heaven and earth invisibly.

The next thing is much easier.

Laoji ah Laoji, it's time for you to betray your hue.

However, Chen Mu was still very curious, how did Boss Su have something to do with Master Murong Ruo.

According to the previous information given by Ji Dachun, Tiandi will have four sub-rudders, among which the Murong Rudder of Nanfeng Rudder is the most powerful among the four sub-rudders.

And it is also a popular candidate for the next chief rudder.

Could it be that Boss Su did the task for him?

But the problem is that Boss Su went to Hong Zhifan before, so how did he go around to the Tiandihui.

Chen Mu had a headache.

If it weren't for Qiao'er's father, he wouldn't bother to take care of it.

Qiao'er ah Qiao'er, if I save your father this time, you will have to repay me well by that time, your tongue must be forked and get involved.

"Are you not going to kill me?"

Hong Zhu'er pursed her red lips slightly, "If I find Boss Su one step ahead of you, you definitely won't have a chance to save him."

Seeing Chen Mu frowning and thinking, she sneered: "Men have this kind of virtue, and they are clearly threatened in front of them, because the other person is so beautiful that he can't bear to be cruel, but instead he wants to give herself a good name of'Lian Xiang Xi Yu'. , It's so disgusting to make people nauseous!"

She leaned down and looked at Chen Mu with extremely cold eyes:

"Do you know? I once met many men who were stronger than me during an assassination mission, but they didn't kill me. Why?Because they always thought they would have some affair with me one day in the future, and then they would accept me.

Haha, don't you know that they have dung in their heads? The most hypocritical of these years are the defenders and gentlemen, and they are also the ones who die the fastest! "

"What you said makes me feel ashamed." Chen Mu looked blank.

Hong Zhu Eryu pointed Chen Mu's cheeks: "If it weren't for Kasuga, you would have died in my hands a hundred times. But I still advise you, not all women will be around you, if you continue to wave like this , You will eventually die in the hands of a woman!"

After speaking, Hong Zhuer got up and left the house.

The corner of Chen Mu's lips curled up: "I look forward to dying on a woman's belly one day, but conditions don't allow it."

What's more, there is the BUFF of Meng Meifu.

Unlimited energy!

...

The next day, the weather was fine.

After a brief wash, Chen Mu came to the deck.

Ji Wuming is having breakfast with his wife and daughter.

The infatuated Murong Miss sat on the other side and talked to the master of the high altar, but from time to time he looked towards Ji Wuming, and his loss could not be concealed in his eyes.

The black and fat little face was also somewhat sad.

"Master Chen Tan."

After seeing Chen Mu, the lord of the high altar took the initiative to say hello.

Chen Mu stretched his waist and walked over and asked, "Where are you now?"

"Just passed Xinzhou."

The high altar master pointed to a steep mountain in the distance and said. "That's Tianhua Mountain, walk around, and walk for about five more hours and you will almost reach the territory of Dongzhou."

Chen Mu nodded, then looked at Murongping suddenly: "Murong girl, sometimes girls don't need to be too reserved."

"what?"

Murongping blinked her bright eyes, not knowing why.

Chen Mu smiled and said: "A man chasing a girl, a mountain away, a woman chasing a man, a layered yarn, see what I mean, be bolder, and you won't lose anything."

Murongping flushed her cheeks and remained silent.

The lord of the high altar smiled bitterly and shook his head, but his eyes were a little worried.

The rescue of Ji Wuming this time was entirely the Miss’s will. If Ji Wuming was willing to join the world, it would be great, but if he didn’t want to...

It is estimated that when the time comes, it will be difficult to let the other party leave freely.

At present, we can only hope that everything will develop in a good direction.

At noon, while no one was paying attention, Chen Mu signaled Ji Wuming to come to the rear compartment.

Some cargo was piled up in the rear compartment.

Chen Mu waved his hand to fan the dust, and said to the coming Ji Wuming: "The plan we discussed before can be changed. It doesn't need to be too complicated. Now there is an opportunity in front of you."

Ji Wuming frowned: "What opportunity?"

A mysterious smile hung on Chen Mu's face: "Lao Ji, what do you think of that Murong Miss? Although he looks average, he is still very kind in his heart."

Ji Wuming understood, and his brows became tighter.

He shook his head and said sternly: "My lord, I am married, and have a wife and daughter."

Chen Mu nodded: "I know, but it's okay to have one more. I think my sister-in-law is also an open-minded person, so I shouldn't mind if you have an extra wife."

But Ji Wuming looked serious: "If you like someone, you should treat her well. If you are in trouble, you will be extremely irresponsible to your wife, and will also betray the sincere trust between your husband and wife, and also to other women. It is also extremely unfair and will inevitably hurt feelings!"

"..."

Chen Mu slowly clenched his fists.

Dage, you can just read my ID card.

He patted Ji Wuming's shoulder and said, "Very well, the society needs people like you. Then you can continue to make Murong girl sad, I am optimistic about you. In addition, you don't need to be loyal to me, I don't deserve it. Your boss."

"My lord, I didn't mean that..."

Ji Wuming suddenly realized that the new master in front of him was a sea king, and quickly wanted to explain, but Chen Mu had already left.

He looked tangled and sighed heavily.

How can my boss force my subordinates to play beautiful men's games? Isn't this embarrassing my lifelessness?

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, the big ship entered the territory of Dongzhou.

The sky was getting darker.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the corners of the sky red, and the colors of the sky and the river were touching, shining brightly, like a soft halo.

The ship was not far away and encountered a painting boat docked on the shore.

The Huafang was wrapped in red silk, and a large "囍" was attached to the hull. There were many people around the shore shouting and watching the excitement.

"It seems to be a happy event for a certain family."

The lord of the high altar smiled.

Chen Mu was a little puzzled: "How did this marry run to the surface of the river."

"This is a water marriage."

"Water marriage?"

Chen Mu was speechless for a while.

Being ignorant, he has only heard of water burial, and this is the first time he has heard of water marriage.

Gao Tanzhu explained: "This is the custom of the Yiyuan people. They worship the god of water. Every couple must be blessed by the god of water to be considered as a true marriage."

Chen Mu was stunned.

It turned out to be such a thing.

But at this moment he thought of his wife, they were married every night.

A couple of newcomers walked out of the painting boat.

The bride wore a red wedding gown with a red hijab on her head. With the help of the matchmaker, she walked out of the cabin, and then onto a bamboo raft.

The boatman propped up the long pole and slowly pushed the bamboo row far away.

Layers of ripples appeared on the surface of the water.

The bride knelt and sat on the bamboo row, alone with the bamboo row slowly drifting about five feet away, the bright red wedding dress looked very dazzling on the surface of the river.

Amidst the roar of the relatives and friends, the bridegroom officer jumped onto another bamboo raft.

He took the long pole and stroked it towards the bride.

There was a happy smile on that not handsome but honest cheek, and the eyes towards the bride were full of love.

The high altar master continued to explain: "The bride enters the water first, drifts out of five feet, and then the bridegroom chases after him. The sooner he catches up, the more blessings he will receive from the God of Water. If there is a husband who can’t row, he will ask Come to relatives and friends to help, but the price is that the groom can only jump into the water and grab the bamboo raft."

"Very interesting."

Chen Mu stared at the bridegroom who was skilled in supporting poles, "It seems that this kid is good."

The bamboo rafts are getting closer and closer.

The bride still quietly knelt down on the bamboo row, drifting slowly with the waves, waiting for her lover to chase her.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

The red hijab on the bride's head was lifted by the sudden appearance of the wind, and then rolled into the air.

Everyone was stunned.

The smile on the bridegroom who was rowing the bamboo row froze.

It was Chen Mu and the host of the high altar on the boat, their expressions were also dumbfounded, a piercing chill rushed to the soles of their feet, and cold sweat came out of their backs.

The bride still quietly knelt down on the bamboo row, like a beautiful red lotus.

The surface of the water is rippling with blue waves, and the ripples are cascading.

But her head is gone!

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw the red Gabriel, which was rolled up by the wind, with a head faintly wrapped around it.

I don't know who uttered a harsh scream first, and everyone else woke up, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Wow!

The river surface suddenly exploded.The violent waterfall rolled over, directly drawing the headless bride into it, and the bamboo raft burst into pieces.

Soon the river surface was calm again.

The red cover and the head in the sky were gone, and the bride's body was gone, except for a pool of blood that was smeared on the surface of the river.

"The God of Water is angry!"

"Run! The God of Water is angry!"

"..."

Those people all screamed and ran away, no one paid attention to the bridegroom officer on the other bamboo raft.

The latter slumped on the ground, as if stupid.

Seeing everyone fleeing, after shouting a few times, they jumped directly into the water and swam to the shore.

"This...what's going on." The dumb-eyed Murong girl said with her red lips and a pale face. "Does the water god really get angry?"

Chen Mu subconsciously wanted to investigate, but thinking of his current identity, he could only look at it.

This scene indeed did not even he expected.

I thought it was a festive wedding, but I never thought it would turn into a funeral. It was unlucky enough.

But is there really a god of water?

Why did a gust of wind blow away the red cover and the head.

The high altar master came back to his senses, and hurriedly said to the sailor in a solemn voice: "Stay away from the waters just now, try to get around!"

His worry is not unreasonable.

Regardless of whether the water god is angry or not, it is best not to get close, lest it cause trouble.

Fortunately, apart from the abrupt situation just now, the river surface was completely restored to its previous calm at this moment, and no abnormality occurred.

Everyone gradually relieved their minds.

Another hour later, the ship docked at a pier.

Under the leadership of the lord of the high altar, Chen Mu turned several alleys and finally came to a secluded courtyard halfway up the mountain.

In front of the yard, there are several old trees with flowers and leaves, and the environment is elegant.

There are several master guards patrolling around.

"This is the yard of Lord Murong Rudder. He usually lives here and likes to be quiet." Lord Gaotan said with a smile, "I don't like being disturbed."

Chen Mu nodded and looked around silently, becoming vigilant in his heart.

Although Ji Dachun said before that Lord Murong Rudder had not seen his true face, it did not prevent the rudder master from having other channels to know his identity.

In short, you still have to deal with it carefully.

Chen Mu glanced at Hong Zhu'er.

After the woman talked to him last night, she has never paid attention to him.

"father!"

Murongping opened the courtyard door with a crisp voice.

The courtyard is quiet and elegant. The ground is clean and tidy. There are stone tables and stools under a cypress tree, and a chess board is placed on it.

"Father, we are back!"

Murong Ping rushed into the room happily, "We rescued Ji Dage back, you—"

Murongping's voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone entered the room one by one, and stood there in a daze, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, unable to believe what was in front of them.

I saw a man sitting on the rattan wooden chair above.

But there was nothing on the neck!

Head is gone!

On the table next to him, there was a bulging object, which was wrapped in a sad red cloth.

Take a closer look, isn't this the head of the previous bride?

Chen Mu swallowed and spit out secretly: "Please call me Conan, where do I go, where do people die, I'm so unlucky!"

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