After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 11 Daoist?

Sudden back pain, Ye Zhaoling opened his eyes.

There was still a snow-white curtain in front of him.

Without those old men with white hair and childlike faces, she didn't lie on the ground like a dead dog.

That was... ten years ago.

It was my personal experience after waking up on the top of Mount Qingcheng ten years ago.

In the past, these pictures appeared repeatedly in her night dreams, but later, they gradually appeared less and less.

Because she deliberately forgot how humble she was in her first memory.

She felt that she was too ridiculous, and she wanted to deceive herself that she had never been miserable by deliberately covering up the past.

Self-deception.

Just to be worthy of the title of Miss Ye Family.

Just to... be worthy of Zhang Yu.

She reached out to touch her back, and sure enough, she reached into the collar of her back, and pulled out a jadeite wishful gourd.

This thing was worn around her neck well, but it was twisted to the back at some point, that is to say, this thing hurt her back.

She took it off.

This is what Zhang Yu gave her.

According to common sense, she should deny everything about this person without hesitation, smash, destroy, and discard this thing.

But isn't this just another form of self-deception?
After negation, can everything in the past be gone?

After negation, can the ignorant lie be nothing?
After negation, can ridiculous suffering be deceiving?

She, Ye Zhaoling, has been deceiving herself for ten years.

From now on, she will not deny her past in this way.

She doesn't need to.

Moreover, she will firmly remember the bits and pieces of the past ten years.

She wants to carry these things back on track, and she will regain her faith!

This chicken feather can't stop her from marching bravely towards her real life!
Zhang Yu, heh.

Ye Zhaoling thought of the classic line "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine".

The male version of Pan Jinlian, the female version of Wu Dalang!
This is too bloody!
Two people in one house for ten years, one pillow, half a nightmare.

She covered her head.

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Boss Tang opened the curtain to look out fearfully from time to time, and glanced at the white sedan chair from time to time.

He is terribly scared now, in case he runs into someone he shouldn't meet...

The Ye family on Mount Qingcheng, if they find Ye Zhaoling.

Then she must die!

This is also one of the doubts he just figured out.

It has to be said that Ye Zhaoling is very smart, she should have figured this out a long time ago.

Ye Zhaoling is the first adopted daughter of the Ye family, and also the most valued adopted daughter by Ye Gong among the ten adopted daughters.

Being put on the bright side by the Ye family, her status is respected, no matter what Qingcheng people think of her own value and social value.

There is no doubt that she symbolizes the dominance at the top of the Ye Family Pyramid

A woman of unknown origin picked up from a corner, even locked in a sacrificial cage, ready to be stoned to death.

However, as long as Mr. Ye is willing, he will release the word to the outside world, saying that he will adopt such a woman as a foster daughter.

Therefore, Ye Zhaoling wanted to live because Mr. Ye wanted her to live.

As for Ye Zhaoling, she will die, probably because——

Mr. Ye wants her to die!

Thinking of this conclusion, Tang Boyu broke out in a cold sweat.

Even if it wasn't Mr. Ye's original intention, it still has something to do with the Ye family.

Originally, Tang Boyu had thought in his mind that Zhang Yu was the instigator.

He couldn't see this person's face clearly, so he couldn't ask questions for him, but after thinking about it, he dismissed this idea.

The reason why he thought it was not Zhang Yu was because of Zhang Yu's decency.

Unlike a certain person, that guy has always talked about "the best kindness is like water" and "the best virtue is like a valley", but what he does is not flattering.

Zhang Yu really possesses the aura of "superior kindness"!
Such a person will not easily create evil!

Once the precept of killing is set, the retribution will be entangled with you, and you will not die well.

Tang Boyu smiled, if he didn't know that Zhang Yu was a good person.He is a short-lived ghost, so he doesn't always want to get close to this person, get some blessings, luck or something.

Zhang Yu's identity is not simple, and he is afraid that he will use his tricks. Taking advantage of this incident, the golden cicada came out of his shell.

Probably tomorrow's news will say that both the hero and heroine of No. 66 disappeared strangely.

After thinking about it wildly, Boss Tang suddenly tensed up.

Because the sedan chair stopped.

Not far away is the west door of Ye's house!
Is God trying to confront him on purpose?

He didn't want to come, but he just came!
"Shh!"

He and the old man who lifted the car curtain looked at each other, and they both saw shock in the other's eyes.

"Master Zodiac." He stepped out of the sedan chair and called out in a low voice.

The reason why he kept his voice so low was that he was a little afraid that Ye Zhaoling would hear it.

It is said that she followed the advice of the "savior" who "saved" her from the fire and water.

She really repays each other as a mentor and friend.

Huang Laodao laughed twice, stroked his beard, and glanced at the black sedan chair behind him meaningfully.

"Old Daoist, I just went for a walk for a few laps, and I ran into Tang Xiaoyou unexpectedly. What a fate."

Boss Tang hehe smiled apologetically. He looked at Huang Laodao's face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and he couldn't help but say the word "fate" against his will.

He himself has been defiled, so he can't let two innocent characters suffer the same disaster, right?

"I don't know where to go? But the top of Qingcheng Mountain?"

Boss Tang hurriedly complimented him, it was just right, the Taoist priest had a clever plan.

Then he cursed himself in the bottom of his heart, what a dog's face!

"Hehe, the night is dark and the wind is high, there may be evil spirits hiding. If Xiaoyou Tang wants to die, it's better to avoid these heretical ways. Otherwise, I'm afraid your life will be short."

Boss Tang responded with a smile.

So, Huang Laodao lifted his robe, turned and left.

Boss Tang here just breathed a sigh of relief.

But Huang Laodao turned his face halfway, staring at the other white sedan chair strangely.

The Ye Family's Huoshuyin Garden was brightly lit, illuminating half of his face.

And the face he turned around was completely plunged into darkness.And at that moment, Boss Tang seemed to see a somewhat hideous ghost on his face.

Huang Laodao said gently: "I haven't seen a white sedan chair for nearly ten years. Tang Xiaoyou, do you know who is sitting in this white sedan chair?"

Boss Tang's back was sweating coldly.

Fortunately, he didn't hesitate to make Huang Laodao suspicious.

A wishful gourd flew out of the white sedan chair.

Boss Tang quickly ran over to pick it up, then handed it in with a respectful face, then nodded and bowed and talked to the people in the sedan chair for a while before tidying up the curtain.

He looked at Huang Laodao with a complicated face.

The tone seemed surprised: "Master Dao, don't you know?"

Huang Laodao also frowned this time, and poked his eyes straight into the white sedan chair.

However, this white sedan chair is not like the black sedan chair or the red sedan chair, he dared to lift it up and look at it at will, in case there are some big things sitting in it...

Losing his old life would not calm the anger of these things.

Therefore, for a while, he really couldn't remember whether he should remember or not.

Who is sitting in the white sedan chair?

To put it bluntly, Qingcheng Mountain is used to being king and hegemony, and the people who ride on his head are almost dead.

The rest are ghosts and gods.

He was not afraid of the sky or the earth in his life, but he was afraid of some strange powers and chaos.

Who told him to see more?
Huang Laodao stroked his beard kindly.

"Hehe, little friend, ten years ago in this Qingcheng Mountain, there were only the highly respected mountain gods and the envoys and mothers. There is no other spirit king who can sit in a white sedan chair! Aren't you trying to deceive me again?"

Huang Laodao was really cunning, after thinking about it, he was not easily bluffed by Boss Tang, and he believed in his own judgment even more.

Boss Tang sighed now: "Master Dao is really a noble person who forgets things! Isn't the person sitting in this sedan chair an acquaintance of yours?"

When Huang Laodao heard this, he frowned even more, and now the two points of hesitation in his heart turned into eight points.

acquaintance?What acquaintance?
Shimen brothers?

impossible!Absolutely impossible!
This small Qingcheng Mountain is clearly the only Taoist priest like him, where did he get any acquaintances?
Seeing that Huang Laodao didn't answer, Boss Tang bowed to the sedan chair again.

Raising her eyes slightly, her brows were sharp: "The person sitting in this sedan chair is not the best friend of Mammy!—"

"300 years ago, I made today's appointment with my mother."

"I was specially invited to come here to congratulate you—Ms. Ruyi!"

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