Chapter 192: I'm a bad woman

Chapter 192 I'm a Bad Woman

"Ah!" A vigor, like a whip, hit the woman directly.

The guzheng, incense burner, and vase in front of the woman all turned into a few wisps of blue smoke. The woman stepped back a few steps, her face was pale, and her whole body faded a bit, showing almost transparent state.

"Little illusionist dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, and break it!" Zhuo Bufan's right hand was a little bit empty.

The surrounding bamboo forests turned into blue smoke and disappeared like mirror flowers, water and moon, and a bed appeared in an instant. It was an extraordinary bedroom. The woman appeared in the room in a translucent state just now, with her legs kneeling on the ground, "Master, forgive me, Master for my life. ..."

"So it was you?" Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly. Everything just now was just an illusion. The woman in front of him was actually a female ghost with a willow-leaf tattoo on his arm.

"Master is forgiving, the little girl will never dare anymore."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Caiwei."

After listening to the woman’s narration, Zhuo Bufan realized that this woman was originally an oiran in a brothel in the Qing Dynasty. Later, she was forcibly abducted by a mountain bandit who came to drink. The two were chased by officials on the way, and the bandit pushed her off the cliff. Falling to death on a cliff, Plucking Wei's resentful soul remained condensed. Finally, by chance, she was caught by the ghost king and refined into a censer evil spirit.

Zhuo Bufan nodded faintly and said, "It turns out that it is like this. I want to come to you as a poor person. You were robbed and pushed off the cliff alive. Even if you died, you were sacrificed and refined into a ghost in a magic weapon."

"I beg the master to take my life around me, I will repay the master... As long as I can condense my true soul, I can serve the master." The woman said, with a layer of crimson on her face. As an oiran of the Qing Dynasty, she knows best What is the man's needs for her.

Zhuo Bufan sneered and said: "Who do you think of me Zhuo Bufan? A man with a filthy brain and obsessed with sensuality? I will kill you now."

After all, Zhuo Bufan's palm flickered with thunder and lightning, and a thunderball instantly gathered, carrying huge pressure.

Plucking's scared Hua Rong turned pale, and quickly kowtowed her head for mercy: "The master is forgiving. The little girl never meant to underestimate the master. It's just that I was sold as a brothel since I was a child. Later, I was forcibly taken away. After a hundred years of resentment, unable to reincarnate in reincarnation, the master showed compassion, don't destroy me."

"Give me a reason not to kill you?" Zhuo Bufan is not a vicious person, but the woman just wanted to use illusion techniques to kill himself, he would naturally not leave such a person, unless the other party can come up with something in exchange for life.

Caiwei hesitated for a while, and said in deep thought: "Master, I can take you to the cliff of my death and find the one who robbed me, he still has a baby!"

"Baby, should all the treasures on his body be taken away by the ghost king?" Zhuo Bufan is naturally not stupid. The ghost king can grasp Plucking's soul, and will naturally bring the treasures from that monk.

"The little girl never dared to deceive the master. If the little girl deceives the master, the master will kill me. The little girl is awakened." Cai Wei said quickly.

"Okay, I will stay with you for a few more days, you still possess my body, nourished by my spiritual energy, and your injury will soon be restored." Zhuo Bufan muttered, anyway, with his current foundation-building cultivation base, A little ghost can't escape her palm.

Caiwei bit her thin lip, took a deep look at Zhuo Bufan, and instantly turned into a white glow and plunged into Zhuo Bufan's arm again, condensing into a willow branch.

night.

The flow of traffic is like a splendid drinking water shuttle from the overpass, and below is a bar street.

A light music bar called "Summer Aroma" is different from those smoky bars. This is a clear water bar. Most of the people who come are college students and some couple company white-collar workers.

Sitting on the bar is a woman wearing a long strapless dress. Her long hair like a cloud and ink is draped straight on top of Sydney's shaved shoulders, and her two thin arms are exuding the luster of snow lotus root. Glossy, with a cocktail in front of her, the most eye-catching thing is that she has a furry, snow-white little animal in her arms, which is very cute.

The cute animal raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman, then wiped his paw again, as if to persuade her to drink less.

The woman lowered her head and looked at the animal in her arms and smiled lightly. There are two red **** on her cheeks. She rarely drinks alcohol and rarely visits places like bars. She doesn't like the excitement.

"Hey, do you think Sister Yan is unlucky, she was slapped by Zhuo Shao's face and she is still lying in the hospital now."

"I knew I wouldn't make any money from Wang Shao, and now I'm disfigured."

The woman holding Xiaobai heard a few women talking at the next table, and turned her head in a daze. Only a few enchanting women were chatting with their legs crossed. The talking woman held Ms. Moore’s cigarette and put it into the ashtray. He dusted the soot and sneered: "We can't do anything, Wang Shao said let us go to Zhuo Bufan, let Ye Ziqin make a misunderstanding with him, and gave him more than 100,000 yuan. If you have money, you are a fool. If you blame it, you will blame the smoke. It's bad luck."

The women who were talking did not pay attention to the women sitting on the bar. When they heard their conversation, the women's eyes suddenly became hot and red, and then she shed two clear tears.

"It turns out that I have been misunderstanding Zhuo Bufan. In the past half a month, she has never looked for Zhuo Bufan, nor contacted him, and even scolded him for not changing his life before leaving."

"Zhuo Bufan, why don't you explain, what kind of bad woman am I in your heart?"

Suddenly, the bartender who was wiping the glass saw the woman who had drunk for an hour dropped two red banknotes and ran out of the bar with the little animal in her arms.

This woman is Ye Ziqin. She is in a very bad mood these days. She came to the bar to drink alone. She did not expect to meet the women who suddenly appeared in Zhuo Bufan’s villa half a month ago. After listening to their conversation, Ye Ziqin instantly After understanding, everything is caused by Wang Kulu to make a misunderstanding about Zhuo Bufan.

The night wind blew the tears on her face, but it made her face a little cold. She took out the phone, bit her thin and moist lips, and dialed Zhuo Bufan's phone.

"Well, Ye Zi, is something wrong?"

"I... I want to ask when you will report to the university."

"The ticket at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"I have time to see you off."

After a brief conversation, Ye Ziqin listened to the beeping busy tone on the phone, sighed, and smiled bitterly at the medicine in her arms: "Yao Yu, what is the relationship between me and Zhuo Bufan? Yes? Do I want to explain to him that I misunderstood him, but he and I are just ordinary friends. Explain why these things are as if he would not explain to me.

"Haw." Yaozhen stretched out his furry paws and looked at Ye Ziqin with two sullen eyes.

"Forget it, you don't know what to tell you."