bayedsolid Chapter 487: Tears
Chapter 487: Tears
Meng Huwan rolled up her sleeves slowly, revealing her slender arms. She grabbed a jar of wine, pressed down with her thumb, and threw away the cork.
After completing this series of actions, she picked up the wine jar, stood up and walked towards Zhu Jiu, smiling: "Come on, this is also my first time to accompany you drinking, I hope you will be satisfied."
She pinched Zhu Jiu's cheeks and pretended to pour the wine into his mouth.
Zhu Jiu: “……!”
Is she serving wine? She is clearly feeding pigs, no, murder!
"Wait, that's not what I mean!" As her face was pinched, Zhu Jiu couldn't speak clearly. It was difficult for her to break through the immobilization spell directly. How could she expose herself so completely without even probing anything?
Meng Huwan paused and pointed the jar towards Zhu Jiu, so the latter could smell the rich and pure aroma of wine.
It's not poisonous, but the smell is shocking to the nose. Yue Shangshuang's physique is not tolerant to stimulation, so Zhu Jiu, who was thinking about how to make Meng Huwan stop forcing him to drink, felt an itch in his nose and couldn't help sneezing.
Much more comfortable.
Zhu Jiu opened his eyes and saw Meng Huwan’s dark face. The surroundings were so cold that it seemed like ice.
What’s the matter? Are you not allowed to sneeze?
Looking again, there was a touch of unknown moist liquid above the palm of the other person's hand.
Oh, drool.
Xingjun: “…”
I feel like this won’t end well if no one dies.
"I'm writing the test paper. Let's talk after you're done." Xingjun pretended to be busy with his hands and the test paper disappeared.
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Is this fifty thousand years of friendship that went through life and death together? My eyes are filled with tears.
Fortunately, Meng Huwan was going to perform a cleansing spell, so he let go.
Zhu Jiu's face regained its freedom.
The scene was quite awkward and depressing. Zhu Jiu thought for a moment and explained, "In fact, in my hometown, we exchange saliva when we meet. It usually symbolizes a deep friendship and is very beautiful. People in my hometown are very used to it. You don't have to mind it, Mr. Meng."
Meng Huwan: "..."
"Since it's an exchange, shouldn't I also..."
Zhu Jiu was not panicked. She was sure that the other party would not do such a thing, so she smiled and said, "Yes, you can kiss me now."
As he said this, he closed his eyes.
Meng Huwan: "..."
Perhaps because she had never seen such a shameless person, she remained silent.
Zhu Jiu smiled inwardly and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Master Meng? Are you afraid that Master Jian Shou will know?"
Meng Huwan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Jiu sharply.
Zhu Jiu puffed out his chest, looking like a braggart who was not afraid of death, and said with a pout: "What's the matter, aren't you afraid of this? What you are afraid of is that Lord Jian Shou knows that the Shuai Guo you sent over has a different identity~"
Meng Huwan stared at Zhu Jiu without blinking, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "How did you know?"
"I watched it."
Meng Huwan curled his lips, as gentle as a smiling tiger, "What did you see?"
Did you see the sleep talking?
Wen Chaoxi couldn’t see it, so how could Zhen Youqian see it?
This sentence is a reverse test.
Zhu Jiu's expression remained unchanged: "I saw him kill someone. His heart was ripped out. It was very scary."
"Mr. Meng, you know, I was so scared that my hands were shaking!"
There was fear in her eyes, like a frightened little rabbit.
"Later, some dream energy emanated from his body. I saw that this person must be the one who dreamed of you."
Meng Huwan looked coldly at Zhu Jiu's pretentious expression.
To be honest, this was the first time she had seen such a pretentious and hypocritical young man.
"Don't be afraid, my friend. My subordinates never bite difficult people without permission." Meng Huwan smiled comfortingly.
Very good, it’s confirmed.
Zhu Jiu was still terrified. He looked at Meng Huwan with admiration and said, "Meng Lao is really amazing. Even the evil cultivators are under your control."
Xingjun: “!!!???”
After Zhu Jiu said this, Meng Huwan's eyes suddenly became gloomy, but soon returned to normal, so fast that no one could notice.
Zhu Jiu, who was always paying attention to her, caught this strange look.
"What? Shuai Guo is an evil cultivator, how did you know that?" Xing Jun felt that he had not missed any link.
Zhu Jiu: "I don't know, I guessed."
"Shuai Guo regards human life as worthless, and is very happy when he rips out the heart and kills people. This state is very similar to the evil cultivators I have seen. I just said it out to deceive you."
"Now it seems that my guess was correct."
That’s right. There are spiritual practitioners and demonic practitioners on the chessboard that opens the Demonic Abyss. How can there be no evil practitioners?
It's funny. I had previously told Yue Shangxian that I wanted to find an evil cultivator to investigate the Yue clan tragedy. It was just to stabilize his story. Who would have thought that the first person I met in Jiuqu Shuozhou would be?
Zhu Jiu was not happy about this correctness, she felt a little heavy.
Meng Huwan colluded with the evil cultivators. Given her influence in Jiuqu Shuozhou, it would be a disaster.
"After such a long time, you are the first person to discover 'Shuai Guo' except for that girl Bu Jinglian."
"For a person who has been here for less than three days, is it that Shuai Guo is too careless, or that you are too perceptive?"
Meng Huwan murmured a few words, his tone was a little ghostly.
"So, you're not afraid of death and come here to make trouble just because you have this handle?" Meng Huwan sat back opposite Zhu Jiu calmly, but there was a cold light in his smile.
It seems that he is already evaluating whether to kill Zhu Jiu.
Zhu Jiu sneered: "Kill me, after you kill me, the whole world will know that the First Building is the base of evil cultivators!"
She successfully learned this trick from Yue Shangxian.
Meng Huwan's expression slightly changed and he put down his hand. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Zhu Jiu thought that the other party would deny it outright, but he didn't expect her to admit it so easily.
Now it's hush money.
Zhu Jiu: "Before answering this question, I have another question."
Meng Huwan looked at Zhu Jiu, his smile becoming more and more dangerous, but full of nostalgia, "You are the second person I have ever seen who is so courageous."
"I know. The first one is Wen Jianshou." Zhu Jiu answered without hesitation, asking himself, "Why do I know? Because your love is as deep as the sea. Only when you see her will you show human emotions."
Meng Huwan: "..."
This young man is a little too annoying.
The strong are all dignified, how can they tolerate Zhu Jiu’s repeated provocations?
To be honest, if Zhu Jiu was facing Wen Chaoxi, she might not have spoken like this, because the other party was really angry and would stab her. But it was different with Meng Huwan. This person had a lot of shady thoughts in his mind. If he thought Zhu Jiu still had value, he would not kill her.
Zhu Jiu satisfied his craving confidently, and then he saw Meng Huwan cast a spell, and a jar of wine moved to Zhu Jiu's head and poured over him.
Feeling cool and excited! Snowflakes, brave the world!
Zhu Jiu opened her eyes again and vaguely saw Meng Huwan's hazy smile. She blinked and her vision finally became clear.
"Since you love to stab people, I will punish you in other ways. You seem to be very resistant to alcohol."
Zhu Jiu, who was immobilized by the spell and couldn't move, was soaked like a drowned chicken: "..."
This destiny period is a bit too dark and has no master-like demeanor.
Zhu Jiu smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and the spicy wine that she accidentally sipped into her mouth stimulated her lips, tongue and mouth. She couldn't help but sneeze several times in succession, and it took her a long time to breathe before she recovered.
His nose, eyes, and cheeks were all red, and his hair and clothes were wet and stuck to his body, making him look miserable and pitiful.
Zhu Jiu stopped laughing.
Xingjun grimaced and scolded Meng Huwan, then suddenly asked, "By the way, how much can Yueshangshuang drink?"
"..." What hope can be had from a delicate body that coughs non-stop at the mere smell of something?
"You can ask now. Remember, there is only one question." Meng Huwan was very generous after admiring Zhu Jiu's embarrassed performance.
Zhu Jiu cursed several times in his heart and said, "Can I ask two questions?"
Greedy!
"Okay." Meng Huwan took a sip of wine calmly, "But I can only answer yes or no, and the answers to these two questions must be one true and one false."
Zhu Jiu thought for a moment, "If it is a question, will you tell the truth?"
"uncertain."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Meng Huwan raised two fingers, and you had two breaths to think.
Xingjun frowned: "So what's the difference between these two methods? Still being suspicious after asking is the same as not asking at all."
Zhu Jiu's eyes flickered, and when Meng Huwan closed his second finger, he said, "I want to ask two questions."
"Ah."
Zhu Jiu smiled, and a drop of wine slid down his face from the tip of his eyebrow.
"First question, is the person pretending to be Lou Yeyu here?"
When he said this, Meng Huwan just glanced at Zhu Jiu in confusion, and other than that, there was nothing unusual.
"Yes." A word of extreme indifference.
Zhu Jiu curled his lips and said, "Second question, does the sun in the Nine Netherworld rise from the east?"
The air froze instantly, and the room became extremely gloomy.
Zhu Jiu and Meng Huwan stared at each other in silence. Drops of wine seeped into the corners of Zhu Jiu's eyes, causing burning and astringent pain, and bloodshot appeared in the whites of his eyes.
She didn't even blink.
"No." Meng Huwan threw out two words coldly.
lie.
So the first answer is the truth.
Zhu Jiu's speculation was proven to be correct. The fake Lou Yeyu was played by Meng Huwan. The extermination of the Yue clan was closely related to Lou Yeyu and the evil cultivators. Shuai Guo was also specially arranged by her, and her target was Zhu Jiu.
Meng Huwan is the container.
Everything became clear - in the dream, of course.
In front of Zhu Jiu's eyes, the cold-faced Meng Huwan, the luxurious house, and the hundreds of jars of wine were all shattered like a mirror broken into a spider web.
Zhu Jiu's head felt swollen, as if she had just woken up from a hangover. She lifted her heavy eyelids and saw Meng Huwan standing by the window with his back to her, holding a wine glass. The air was shrouded in smoke and she seemed to be in another imaginary world.
Xingjun had been holding his breath in shock the entire time, but due to the tense atmosphere, he covered his mouth and didn't make a sound. Now he finally couldn't help but scream, "Fuck! I thought we had found the truth in one go, but it turned out to be a dream!"
"It's over. This time I went from testing her to being tested by her!"
"Meng Huwan didn't say anything, but we were exposed!"
Xingjun trembled.
Zhu Jiu raised an eyebrow, "How else do you think you could ask so smoothly?"
Seeing her so calm, Xingjun was surprised and asked, "You know? When did we fall into the dream?"
Zhu Jiu recalled the details of what happened after he came in, and said, "When the wine was poured on me, it was specially for monks to drink. People who can't drink well will get drunk. It should also be mixed with a medium that induces dreams."
Zhu Jiu was not in a hurry. She had expected this when she came. After all, the other party was from Mengdie Sect. It was normal to let someone have a big dream for no reason.
Xingjun thought about it carefully and realized that at that moment he was flipping through the test papers and just didn't see it.
He asked doubtfully, "Then why did you ask the first question? Doesn't that clearly show that you doubt her?"
Before Zhu Jiu could answer, Meng Huwan, who was standing by the window, turned around and smiled at her with interest in his eyes.
"Interesting, you actually think that I am the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect? What gives you such a naive illusion?"
Zhu Jiu sighed, looking helpless as if you had seen through him. "It's just the rumor I heard that night. I'm a person who believes in superstitions. The more outrageous the rumor, the more I believe it."
"Ever since I discovered that Shuai Guo was a fake, I have become more and more suspicious that the leader of the Demon Sect is also a fake."
"Ah." Zhu Jiu sighed again and said angrily, "How can you bully a child like this? If this gets out, it will affect your image as a hermit."
Meng Huwan smiled without changing, "The child refers to the one around Gu Xiaoyou who has a bone age of thirteen, not someone like you who is a hundred years old."
Zhu Jiu: "That's true, but Wen Jianshou said that people like me who are less than a hundred years old are the best. They are neither reckless and ignorant like a teenager, nor like a few hundred years old old man who smells like a coffin."
"People like me, who are strong, lively and full of vitality, are the ones that Wen Jianshou likes the most."
Meng Huwan, who was filled with the smell of a coffin, said: "..."
She stopped smiling and said coldly, "So I stabbed you, right?"
Zhu Jiu lowered her eyebrows shyly, "Yes, she is not even willing to kiss your heart with her sword."
Meng Huwan realized that she was indeed at a disadvantage in terms of being shameless and talking nonsense.
Let’s get started.
So Zhu Jiu took another bath in a jar of wine, and this time he was not dragged into the dream.
Zhu Jiu licked the spicy wine on his lips and secretly swore to himself that in half a month he would make Meng Huwan and Wen Chaoxi cry and beg for mercy, but they would not forgive him and would only nail them, one to the extreme north and the other to Qiannan.
It seems like I have a strange disease and I will die if I don’t talk nonsense.
Meng Huwan sat down leisurely, and the question returned to the original one, "The true and false game is over. Now we can talk about the deal. Tell me, what do you want?"
Oh, it’s the hush money that the other party wants to pay because Zhu Jiu discovered that Shuai Guo is an evil cultivator.
Zhu Jiu felt a little dizzy, and Xing Jun was nervous, "What? Did she pull you into the dream again?"
Zhu Jiu's face was a little red, but she was very sober. "No, my body is sensitive, and the few sips of wine that I licked into my stomach took effect."
Xingjun: “…”
Yue Shangshuang must have been extremely unlucky to have such a bad physique that can cause so much harm to others as Chun Yin Mei Gu.
No wonder she was so jealous of the waxing moon. The contrast was too great, so it was normal for her to feel a little dark in her heart.
Zhu Jiu closed her eyes. The smell of alcohol made the corners of her eyes red, and she looked drunk and charming. She said to Meng Huwan, "Qing Guijia, I want all the Qing Guijia in the First Name Building."
Meng Huwan was a little surprised because she thought that according to the other party's habits, he would put forward more stringent conditions.
"It seems someone has introduced you to someone. If you like anyone in there, I can give you the one that stores the image."
There is no need for Zhu Jiu to have them all.
"Or, do you also want to do this business? First Floor is happy to cooperate with you..."
"No." Zhu Jiu frowned and interrupted her. Her eyes were full of sparkling light, bright and trance-like. She spoke with a bit of hesitation, "I said, I want them all! Give them all to me!"
Meng Huwan: "..."
It was rare to see someone who dared to act so recklessly in front of her, perhaps because the other person was drunk and didn't look sober.
No, she was like this even when she was sober.