Cold Clouds

Chapter 369 Deserve to be killed

Lin Xiaoxiao sank her soul into the memories of the three young masters. She landed on the ground, shook her head, and looked around. She was now a bystander and no one noticed her.

Hmm...it should be Thunder City, but it seems to be two hundred years away from the current timeline.

After all, the restaurant she had eaten at not long ago had a plaque that read "Three Hundred Years Old Shop", but the plaque here reads "Hundred Years Old Shop", and the big tree at the city gate is also much smaller.

"Brother Zheng! You are actually in such a small city," Lin Xiaoxiao looked over and saw one of the three young men she had just seen floating in front of a young man who looked elegant. "What's so good about this city? If you ask me, you should go to the Imperial City for tourism! It's so magnificent... Tsk tsk."

"Alas, Brother Qi, you are just not well-informed," the man called Brother Zheng said with a faint smile, "Normally, I would not come to such a shabby place even if invited, but... there is a small village nearby. Although there are only ordinary people and one cultivator in it, there is a beautiful woman as pretty as a flower."

"I came here especially for her. This beauty is not only beautiful, but also hardworking, kind and honest..."

“It’s the best way to kill time!”

When Lin Xiaoxiao heard this, she raised one eyebrow and realized that something was wrong.

The remaining two young men also came to the man named Zheng. After listening for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao gradually understood the current situation.

First of all, the "husband" that the female ghost was waiting for was this man named Zheng, named Zheng Luan. He seemed to be the young master of a second-rate top sect, but I don’t know much about him.

The remaining three are named Qi Liu, Guo He, and Zhou Guan. They are the young masters of small sects affiliated with the second-rate top sect where Zheng Luan is. The four of them all have some background and know each other. They can be called... bad friends.

And that woman should be the female ghost that Lin Xiaoxiao saw, named Feng Yu.

The "killing time" mentioned by Zheng Luan actually means to win the hearts of women. They will not win over those who are average-looking or not very good-looking, nor will they win over those who are highly skilled, scheming, and have a strong background. They don't want to do such risky things. If they are going to win, they will win over those who are outstanding-looking, simple-minded, and get along well with the neighbors.

He tricked a woman into falling in love with him, then promised to marry her, then dragged his feet and didn't go back until the appointed time. He then sent people to spread rumors about the woman, and finally took pleasure in observing how the originally friendly neighbors changed their attitudes toward her.

After all, the one who said this was a "master who cultivates immortality". How dare these common people refute him? Do they not believe him? Zheng Luan, Qi Liu and the other two talked and laughed as they walked towards the village.

Lin Xiaoxiao followed the four people and soon arrived at the village, where she saw the woman at a glance.

"Feng Yu, you will definitely marry into a good family in the future." An old man spoke to the girl happily.

"Grandpa Li is really good at talking~" The woman pursed her lips and smiled, chatting and laughing with the old man.

At this time, Zheng Luan walked up, and this was the beginning.

As an old hand in the love field, Zheng Luan coaxed Feng Yu into willingly agreeing to the marriage within a month. Feng Yu was an orphan without parents, so it was indeed easy to persuade him.

Tsk... As Lin Xiaoxiao looked at it, she suddenly began to miss the map of mountains, rivers, and the country that could travel through time and space to a certain extent. If she had that thing... she would have been killed by that Feng guy long ago. Why would there be so much trouble?

I can't stand it anymore, can you fast forward? I want to get out and beat this BYD to death.

"Zheng Lang, will you really come to marry me next spring?" Feng Yu held Zheng Luan's hand on the day he was leaving.

I've been in this village for so long and acting for so long that I've already gotten sick of it. Now this country girl dares to hold my hand so lightly? Zheng Luan's brows slightly frowned, then relaxed.

Never mind, it’s almost done anyway.

"Of course," Zheng Luan smiled, "I swear to God, I will definitely come in the spring."

"Really? That's great." Feng Yu let go of his hand with a smile on his face.

In this world, swearing to the sky is very serious, and God is really watching.

Zheng Luan did not break his promise.

In the spring of the following year, he did return to this small village. Outside Feng Yu's house, which was decorated with a red wedding sign, he brought his three cronies, chanted a concealment spell, and laughed silently and wildly as they watched Feng Yu, who was wearing a wedding dress and waiting for him, the so-called "groom."

Wow, so cheap. Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head, already thinking about how to fight.

In the first spring, Feng Yu did not wait for Zheng Luan. In the second spring, Feng Yu waited for gossip. Before the third spring, he began to be disliked by everyone.

Finally, he became more and more haggard and died more than four years later.

Feng Yu's own resentment was not that strong, but the resentment of hundreds of women who had been harmed by Zheng Luan added together was quite significant. Since the causes of death, objects of resentment, and resentment were all very similar, these women formed a special ghost with Feng Yu as the main body.

It's not that the broken souls caused the lack of emotions, but the time they were with Zheng Luan and their marriage left such a deep impression on them that the obsession and resentment about these things after his death suppressed other emotions.

It's no wonder. The women who had been harmed by Zheng Luan before were all ordinary people. After staying in the world for three hundred years, the wandering ghosts will begin to lose their intelligence and only have a wisp of obsession. This kind of ghost is different from the wandering ghost. This kind of ghost is just a simple wronged ghost, and the soul is still intact. The reason why they survive only by obsession is the erosion of time rather than the destruction of the soul.

In the end, when all these obsessions were added together, the remaining emotions were naturally washed away and tattered.

She made a wrong judgment. Feng Yu was not a wandering ghost, but a wronged soul.

Lin Xiaoxiao pulled her soul away from the memories of Qi Liu and the other two. She looked at these three guys for a while, but instead of slapping them, she snorted coldly.

Wait, I'll go deal with that big BYD first, and then come back to beat you three little BYDs.

"Goddess, do you know the whereabouts of my husband?" Feng Yu still had a smile on her face, which was a longing for marriage and love for Zheng Luan's disguised appearance...

But what's underneath? Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Yu and smiled.

"He has been found. Let me go find him."

"Thank you, Immortal!" Feng Yu bowed with a smile.

……

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" When Song Hanyun saw Lin Xiaoxiao coming out, he quickly took two steps to meet her.

"Except for feeling a little dizzy, there's nothing wrong with me," Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head. "Let's go and find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Song Hanyun tilted his head and asked in confusion.

Lin Xiaoxiao told Song Hanyun what she had seen, then tilted her head to look at him: "What do you think?"

"He deserves to die." Song Hanyun nodded.