My Lady Is Not A Demon

Du Piwu is the chief executive of Dongzhou City.

In the past ten years in Dongzhou City, he has become the emperor of Fang Tu, and many officials in the DPRK have given refuge.

He is low-key and stable, and his administrative methods are quite high.

The city of Dongzhou, which was chaotic by bandits at the beginning, was well organized under his governance, and its prosperity was second only to that of the capital. Even if there were some impeachments in the middle of Korea that impeached him, most of them fell into the sea and couldn't splash any water.

This is undoubtedly a very capable official, but it also has the common problems of other officials.

Such as accepting bribes, perverting the law for personal gain, and so on.

But as long as it's not too much, the above will open one eye and close one eye. After all, sometimes the official is greedy to make people feel relieved and more worry-free.

Another advantage of Du Piwu is that he never clashes with Charon and Xichang.

Every year, these two great Korean and Chinese forces are regularly given precious gifts, but they will not have a deeper friendship with them, and will keep a certain distance.

I don't flatter you, but you guys don't come to me.

He is a smart man, so it seems strange to accuse Bai Xianyu face to face at this moment.

Especially discerning people know that he doesn't have much affection for this lady.

At this moment, because of the loss of the corpse, Bai Xianyu suddenly struggled, and it was obvious that there was a deeper meaning behind it.

"How does Master Du explain?"

Bai Xianyu's eyes were cold, and her heart was surprised at the other party's behavior.

Du Piwu said angrily: "The official has calculated the time to bury his wife three days later, and invited the high monks to chant the prayers of the official wife, but now my wife's body has disappeared, how is this funeral going on! You can't take a few clothes and put them in the coffin. What a decent way!"

"Then postpone the burial day."

Bai Xianyu, who is already aloof, didn't bother to pay attention to the anger of the other party, and said coldly casually.

Du Piwu laughed anxiously: "Master Vermillion Bird probably doesn't know, this time the official invited to chant the sutras is the Hongchen Master of Dawei Temple. If you miss this time, how can you invite it next time..."

As soon as this statement came out, Bai Xianyu's icy eyes cast over.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Master Hongchen of Dawei Temple." Du Piwu said.

Bai Xianyu squinted her beautiful phoenix eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said sarcastically: "What's wrong with you, I have to hire a donkey, it's disgusting! I'll find the body of your wife!"

After speaking, he left the morgue.

After all the Charons had left, the expression on Du Piwu's face, who was originally angry, gradually calmed down.

He supported the coffin with both hands, and looked at the empty coffin without speaking. Just looking at it, the empty eyes seemed to have lost their focus and became extraordinarily empty.

He didn't know how long he had passed before he let out a sneer.

Shaking his head and muttering a word, he walked out of the morgue.

As the door closed, the last ray of light in the room was cut off, and it fell into a dark and dead silence, only the gloomy breath circulated.

At this moment, the headless corpse in the other coffin suddenly moved.

That was Yu Chouchou's corpse.

——

On the noisy and bustling street, Chen Mu, who had taken off his disguise and put on a new mask, looked at the familiar monk in front of him, lost in thought.

He originally planned to discuss the latest case with Ambassador Vermillion Bird and Lu Tianqiong.

Who knows that I ran into an acquaintance halfway through.The Hongchen monk in front of him is still the same as before, with a burly physique, standing in front of him like a volcano full of amazing momentum.

If there is anyone among Chen Mu's most annoying people, then this monk definitely has a place.

The kind that is extremely annoying.

Last time the monk broke the heart of the Buddha with some words, causing the other side to appear Heart's Demon, and he has never appeared since.

I thought this monk would go offline, but he didn't want to come out again.

"Chen donor."

Monk Hongchen folded his hands together, his eyes were peaceful, and his smile seemed as kind as an old friend he had seen for many years. "We meet again."

Chen Mu pointed to the new disguise mask on his face: "You can recognize this?"

"There is only one form of being born, unique, no matter how disguised, his soul, his eyes, and his smell all mark his identity."

Hong Chen said with a smile.

After experiencing the last Heart's Demon incident, he seemed to have become more free and easy at this time.

Especially the eyes with wisdom filled with Star, seeming to see all of the world inside and see through.

The pedestrians passing by in a hurry subconsciously avoided, but did not feel inconsistent.

"Pretend to have a good hand."

Chen Mu hugged the monk's shoulders and said lightly. "The good monastery is not waiting, why come here again, and there is some bad water in my stomach."

Monk Hongchen said: "It's here to save a deceased person."

"Awesome, I can invite a big boss of your level, the other party's status is not low, right?" Chen Mu mocked.

Monk Hongchen did not deny: "It's not low, and... he also gave a lot."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a different color flashed in his pupils.

The weather was a bit hot, and the food and meat stalls on both sides attracted a lot of flies, buzzing on the street. The strange thing was that when Chen Mu and Hong Chen were two meters away, there was not a single fly. The flies approached.

This is not because of Chen Mu, but a strange and holy breath exuding from the monk.

As if the whole body was plated with a layer of white awning Buddha light.

"Okay, then I won't bother you. Go ahead and don't let people spend the money in vain."

Chen Muzhong patted the opponent on the back again.

"You are very anxious."

The monk said suddenly.

Chen Mu fished out his ears, then slapped the monk's bald head with a ‘pop’, and said every word: “Don’t show up in front of daddy in the future. It’s really disgusting to see you, okay?”

The Hongchen monk who was slapped in the face was not angry.

He smiled and said, "What is Donor Chen anxious about? I'm afraid I will talk about your wife again, or... Donor is scared."

Chen Mu's expression turned cold.

A burning flame suddenly emerged from the moist and dark eyes.

"What's going on with the monks now? Can't you give up beauty one by one? If you can't give up, then I will send you to the Xichang factory and you will always give up."

The monk puts his hands together: "Everything is Dharma, and ten thousand are Buddhas. The poor monk still pursues Dharma."

Chen Mu sneered: "Bowen loves Tao, and Tao is hard to know; it is very big to keep aspirations and to follow Tao. You don't even understand such a simple truth. Cultivate your uncle's Buddha!"

Listening to Chen Mu's words, monk Hong Chen's eyes bloomed with complex colors.

He sighed lightly and said: "The donor really has the roots of the Buddha's mind, but it is a pity that he is willing to fall in the dust, which is a great loss for Buddhism."

Good guy, start to persuade daddy to become a monk.

Chen Mu glanced at the noisy crowd around him, and said lightly: "Find a place where no one is there. How about a fight? I couldn't beat you last time. Try this time?"

"What can I do if I win?"

Hong Chen said with a smile. "If the donor can vent his anger, the poor monk is willing to be beaten."

Chen Mu was silent.

After a few seconds, he hit the monk's nose with a punch.

boom!

The fist hit the monk's face firmly.

The monk made no screams, and no blood splashed out, and Chen Mu felt like he was hitting a ball of cotton.

For a moment, he had the illusion that the other party’s face was a ball of cotton.

"Is the donor out of breath?"

Hong Chen asked with a smile, with a bit of concern in his tone.

Chen Mu slowly retracted his fist and squinted his eyes, "I have improved my strength again? Although I haven't fought with you last time, it doesn't seem to be that strong?"

"Thanks to the Heart's Demon that Chen Donor gave to the poor monk, the little monk was able to temper."

Monk Hongchen is sincerely grateful.

Chen Mu stared at the opponent's cheeks that were not disgusting, but very disgusting, and said lightly: "Similar to the protective Cultivation Technique of a golden bell."

Monk Hongchen smiled and did not answer.

"Forget it, I won't waste time with you, I really can't beat it."

Chen Mu waved his hand weakly.

However, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly slammed into the opponent's face, and his fist still seemed to be stuck in cotton.

But while swinging his fist, Chen Mu stepped secretly.

Stepped firmly on the opponent's toe.

Monk Hongchen shook his head and sighed lightly: "If Donor Chen really hates the little monk, he might as well be a puppet of a little monk and beat him every day."

"Good idea, I will consider it."

Chen Mu nodded seriously, then turned and left.

This time I really left.

Watching Chen Mu disappear into the crowd, the expression on Monk Hongchen's face became slightly distorted, he bared his teeth, took off his monk shoes, looked down at the swollen toes, and muttered: "Little child I stepped on my toes."

——

Arriving at the Brothel of'Xiangyuan', as last time, Chen Mu entered the secret joint box under the leadership of the old bustard.

"Master Chen, would you like to call you two girls first?"

The old bustard asked intimately.

Chen Mu waved his hand: "No, a cup of tea is enough for me."

With the experience of the last time, Chen Mu didn't dare to yell at girls anymore, and he didn't have much energy to vent on other girls now.

A lot of surplus food was also given to Qiao'er, and the girl was well fed.

About half of the time, a Vermillion Bird envoy in a black robe appeared in the room, watching Chen Mu drinking tea alone, the corners of his lips slightly cocked under the mask.

Bastard husband, finally be honest.

"The lower official has seen Envoy Vermillion Bird." Chen Mu got up and saluted.

"no."

Vermillion Bird sat at the table and teased deliberately. "Why Master Chen is so honest today? Doesn't he look down on the girl here?"

Chen Mu's tone was sincere: "Master Vermillion Bird still has misunderstandings about Xiaguan. Xiaguan has no interest in fireworks women. Last time, it was just a show. Besides, there was only one person in Xiaguan's heart, and he was not interested in other women. "

Upon hearing this, Vermillion Bird made her heart sweet.

Today's husband is not annoying.

She said indifferently: "Since you are the only one in your mind, you won't mess around with flowers in the future."

"Master Vermillion Bird said yes, but..."

Chen Mu paused, then suddenly raised his head and looked at her with gentle eyes. "The person who is sincerely mentioned by the lower official is not my wife, but—"

Chen Mu didn't continue, but a sad look appeared on his face.

"Never mind, don't mention it."

The helpless and bitter expression condensed a faint sadness on Chen Mu Junlang's face, as if he could foresee the man's inner distress.

Boom!

The fist in the woman's sleeve was squeezed again.

You can't have a little hope for this bastard husband!

Why is my old lady blind and watching this.

I stopped immediately after I went back!

Vermillion Bird couldn't help but coldly said, "Do you have ideas for this officer?"

Chen Mucheng was frightened: "Master Vermillion Bird shouldn't think about it. In Xiaguan's mind, Master Vermillion Bird is like that Nine Heavens mysterious girl. No man in this world is qualified to have it. Xiaguan... can only have some thoughts in his dreams. think."

Chen Mu's words became more and more bold and presumptuous, step by step testing the opponent's bottom line.

To deal with this kind of woman, directly attack it.

On the contrary, grind and chirping can't be a major event, so that the other party will look down upon and hate it.

Vermillion Bird moved his eyes, hesitated and asked, "Chen Mu, I will give you a choice. Since your wife has no weight in your heart, it is better to give up her and I will consider accepting you, how about?"

"This... please forgive the subordinates for having difficulty agreeing."

Chen Mu smiled bitterly.

Vermillion Bird was relieved,

Chen Mu said, "My lady really likes me so much. If I really divorced, I would inevitably cry, make trouble, and hang herself. Last time, I just said casually to divorce her. Guess what, she begged hard. I still kneel on the washboard all day and night..."

Bai Xianyu opened her small mouth slightly while listening to Chen Mu talking about the incident.

When did my old lady be so humble!

For a moment, she really wanted to take off the mask, making the husband ashamed to death on the spot, but she held it back.

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The more outrageous it is now, the more embarrassing it will be you at that time, my mother will see what your expression looks like.

"Never stop, then the officer will not consider you."

Bai Xianyu deliberately forced it.

Chen Mu licked his face and smiled and said, "Actually... it doesn't matter if you have a wife. You can play games or something when you are free, and the house is also lively."

Shameless to the extreme!

Bai Xianyu sneered anxiously: "If the officer remembers correctly, besides your wife, you have several lovers out there. Will you be able to eat it by then? You can't be with this bridal chamber today, or with that bridal chamber tomorrow. "

Chen Mu coughed and uttered a sentence: "The ladies can take turns to sit on the stakes."

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