Marry Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Zhuo Ran secretly scolded Li Hengshu for being an idiot. He was obviously an ancestor who lived for more than 100 years, but he was so stupid that he was tricked into being a grandson.At the same time, he was extremely regretful, why he didn't ask Liu Keke for help just now, but instead believed in Li Boxuan, a beast.

"I told you to stay in City X and not come, why didn't you listen to me?" Li Boxuan asked Wu Ji with a slightly reproachful tone while supporting Wu Ji.

Now, it seems that they don't worry about Zhuo Ran at all, and now in their eyes, Zhuo Ran is almost no different from a corpse.

"What are you doing here alone?" Wu Ji asked Li Boxuan weakly.

Li Boxuan looked away unnaturally, "It's nothing, just to take a look."

"You still want to be with Li Hengshu, don't you?" Wu Ji stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, forced Li Boxuan to look directly into his eyes, and asked coldly, "What are you hiding from me?"

"No." Li Boxuan's voice also obviously cooled down.

"No?!" Wu Ji sneered: "I heard what you said to him just now. You want to set up a formation and use a weapon to change your soul. Do you think that you can be with Li Hengshu?"

Wu Ji pushed him away fiercely. Li Boxuan stepped on a branch and almost slipped. He managed to hold on to one side of the tree trunk to stabilize his body, and his tone became cold: "What I want to do is my business."

Probably because of the extreme discomfort in his body, Wu Ji could no longer stand up straight in front of Li Boxuan, but sat down slowly leaning against the tree trunk next to him, panting for a few breaths before saying, "When will you wake up?" ? Li Hengshu never had you in his heart. I called you back to help me, but you—”

"Enough!" Li Boxuan suddenly stopped him loudly, and shouted in a sharp voice: "I was sold into an opera troupe when I was less than five years old, and my daily job was to practice and learn, just to make money for the troupe master. That year, something happened to the theater troupe, I escaped by chance and met you, you told me about your miserable life experience, and begged me to find a way to get close to the Li family to help you avenge." Li Boxuan stopped suddenly when he said this, ruthlessly Taking a deep breath, he turned his back to Wu Ji and sat on the floor.

"I was only 25 years old when I died, but I have never done anything I wanted to do in my life. I waited in line below to reincarnate. I thought I could start a new life, but you just recruited me back " Li Boxuan's voice was choked with sobs, "So just this time, can you leave me alone? Whether Li Hengshu can recognize me or not, I hope that at least one day, one hour, even one minute, I will do something something to do for yourself.”

Taking advantage of the two of them talking, Zhuo Ran groped for a small piece of iron on the ground, and was struggling to rub against the rope that bound his wrist. After hearing Li Boxuan's words, he suddenly paused and twisted his body forcefully, wanting to Turn around and look at him.

Zhuo Ran couldn't imagine the expression on the face of a person like Li Boxuan who has no feelings when he said these words.

Wu Ji obviously didn't expect Li Boxuan to say these words, he endured the pain and looked up at him, his lips twitched a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After that momentary pause, Zhuo Ran began to work hard again. The more intense the two of them quarreled, the better, so as to give him enough time to escape.

But who would have thought that Wu Ji would stagger up and walk towards Zhuoran dragging his painful body.

Zhuo Ran nervously held the iron piece in his palm and looked up at Wu Ji.At this moment, the sky was completely dark. In such an inaccessible mountain forest, there was no obvious light source. The faint starlight poured down from the top of his head, making Wu Ji's face pale.

"Why did you run that day?" Wu Ji asked him.

Seeing that he didn't doubt himself at all, Zhuo Ran took out the iron piece and continued to sharpen the rope. He laughed and replied, "You are standing here with Li Boxuan and you are almost wearing a pair of pants. Why do you think I ran?"

Wu Ji still had no expression on his face, and he didn't even frown. He didn't seem to be curious about why Zhuo Ran doubted him. He covered his chest and snorted, as if he was enduring great pain. He gritted his teeth and asked him: "Why did you take the compass away that day? Did Li Hengshu tell you something?"

Zhuo Ran thought to himself that the dog's mind is not bright at ordinary times, but it is still useful at critical moments. When he was thinking about how to deal with him, he did not cut the rope that bound his wrist, but he loosened it.

Zhuo Ran swallowed nervously, slowly pulled out his hand, and said at the same time, "Didn't I tell you? He bought that compass for 500 million yuan, and it's very valuable."

"I'll ask you again, what exactly did Li Hengshu tell you, and why did you come here!" Wu Ji didn't believe Zhuoran's words at all.

"Why the hell can't I find this?" Zhuo Ran hid half of his body next to a tree in the darkness, and sneakily pulled out his right hand, and while delicately untying other knots, he shifted Wu Ji's body. Pay attention, and shouted: "Liu Keke's hometown is Ming Taishan. Things have been wrong since he returned to his hometown inexplicably. No matter how stupid I am, I should know where to go to find the truth. You still need to ask about this kind of thing?"

Fortunately, Li Boxuan had probably never done this kind of work of tying rice dumplings, and the knots tied were easy to untie. Zhuo Ran was sweating all over while he was talking, and at least his legs were freed.

Even though he had exhausted most of his strength, Zhuo Ran knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, so he casually picked up a fist-sized stone from one side and threw it towards Wu Ji.

Wu Ji obviously didn't expect him to be able to move, and he was suffering from severe pain and his movements were not so sensitive. Zhuo Ran threw the stone and hit him on the forehead, his eyes went dark, and he squatted down covering his head.

Li Boxuan, who was leaning to the side, heard the sound and ran over, but Zhuo Ran didn't give them another chance to catch himself, and when Li Boxuan went to check Wu Ji's injury, he used his sharp weapon to run fast.

Zhuo Ran ran towards the direction where he saw Liu Keke in the daytime based on his memory. In order to speed up, he also took off his backpack and only kept the compass on his body.

Probably because Wu Ji was seriously injured, they didn't catch up. Zhuo Ran ran for about 5 minutes and slowed down when he found that there was no one behind him.

He doesn't know who to trust now, but if what Li Boxuan said is true, at least Liu Keke can save him.

While walking, Zhuo Ran tried to sort out the ins and outs of the matter, and finally realized that the identities of Wu Ji and Li Boxuan had always been confused.So Li Hengshu's younger brother who was sent to worship his ancestors was not Li Boxuan but Wu Ji, and Liu Keke said that Li Hengshu's good actor was Li Boxuan's real identity.

Zhuo Ran thought to himself that Li Hengshu was really a scourge, and the romantic debts incurred during his lifetime could be kept until now. Over a hundred years have passed, and there are still people who are jealous of him.

Zhuo Ran was thinking about these messy things, and he never stopped, looking at the compass from time to time to prevent getting lost, but for some reason, he never saw Liu Keke's shadow.

Zhuo Ran's phone for the elderly still has 70.00% of the battery left, but there is no signal at all. In such an environment, it is completely useless.

Even though he was exhausted, Zhuo Ran still didn't dare to stop for a moment. After walking for about 10 minutes, Zhuo Ran finally felt that something was wrong.

Even though the moon was black, the surrounding environment could barely be discerned through the starlight. Zhuo Ran stopped and walked around in a circle, and found that the scenery in front of him felt familiar.

"It hurts!!!" At this moment, a painful roar came from not far in front, and at the same time, accompanied by Li Boxuan's whisper, it reached Zhuo Ran's ears.

Zhuo Ran took a few steps forward in disbelief, stretched out his hand to push aside the sparse bushes, and was horrified to find that he had returned to the same place again.

Hearing the voice, Li Boxuan raised his head to look at him, with hatred in his eyes, "What are you doing running back again?"

If I could fucking run out, would I come back?Zhuo Ran yelled in his heart, but he couldn't show his timidity in front of Li Boxuan at this time, but walked up to him step by step, and said hypocritically: "I'm afraid I've hit too hard just now, so don't worry and want to come back and have a look."

Wu Jiban was lying in Li Boxuan's arms, groaning in pain all the time, with obvious bloodstains on his forehead, obviously injured by Zhuoran's stone.

"He's so sick, I think we have to take him to the hospital, or I can help if we go down the mountain now." Zhuo Ran tried to persuade Li Boxuan to take him out.

"It's useless. This year is another 120-year period. The ancestor worship day is coming. If you can't find a way to escape, you can only replace him with another person to worship the ancestors." Li Boxuan said in a daze.

Who?Zhuo Ran didn't need to think about it, there would be no other candidate except Li Hengshu, that unlucky guy.It turns out that these two thieves have always had their own thoughts. Li Boxuan wanted to protect Li Hengshu, so he made up an identity and asked Li Hengshu for the solution.

"It seems to be right, so why don't we go to Li Hengshu now?" Zhuo Ran had only one purpose, no matter what, he had to let Li Boxuan take him out first.

But Li Boxuan smiled coldly, put Wu Ji down gently, raised his hand and quickly grabbed Zhuo Ran's neck, and said calmly: "That's right, let me occupy your body first, and then lure Li Hengshu into the battle .”

"Fuck, you love Li Hengshu to death, why did you suddenly change your mind?" Zhuo Ran struggled to speak when he pinched him.

Li Boxuan didn't say a word, his fingers gradually tightened, but at this moment Zhuo Ran and Wu Ji spoke at the same time.

"I know where the missing page is!"

"Li Hengshu cast a soul-dividing technique on him!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them were all stunned.

Zhuo Ran had heard Wu Ji mention the idea of ​​soul division before. It is said that Li Hengshu tied one soul and one soul to himself to protect him. He didn't know what it was for.

What shocked him was that Li Boxuan's face turned pale the moment he heard these words, and he let go tremblingly.

"You said you know where the things are?" Wu Ji didn't have the heart to care about Li Boxuan after hearing Zhuoran's words, but managed to get up from the ground, grabbed Zhuoran's pants and asked eagerly.

"Yes." Zhuo Ran nodded, "Take me down the mountain, and I'll fetch the things for you."

"Brother..." Wu Ji looked at Li Boxuan asking for help.

Zhuo then took a step back as much as possible to stay away from Li Boxuan, the god of plague, but the moment he raised his head, he seemed to see a glint of water on his face.

Li Boxuan didn't say a word, he just got up and carried Wu Ji on his back, and walked forward with his head down in silence.

Although Zhuo Ran felt strange in his heart, he couldn't care much about it. The most important thing was that someone could take him down the mountain.

It's just that he didn't expect that not long after the three of them walked out, they actually walked back to the original point of origin.

"Ghost, ghost hits the wall, binds the ghost array." Wu Ji said tremblingly: "Liu Keke's best spell."

"What?" Zhuo Ran didn't understand.

"Liu Keke wants to trap us here."

The author has something to say: I haven't written the ending yet _(:з」∠)_The next chapter is probably about to be messed with, and you can still guess the last time in this chapter!