Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Then she treats you the first way, and I treat you the second way, right?"

"Isn't it?" Fang Xiwen suddenly felt like laughing. The contrast between this majestic senior sister and the little sister who was lying in bed discussing what love is was really great.

"Why?" Fang Qingxiao suddenly came closer and breathed lightly on his face.

"what?"

"Must both of them be of the same kind? Can't I be the first kind to you as well?"

"?"

"What's the difference between the two? Is it lips touching lips? I have seen my parents touch lips, but dad didn't touch him." As she spoke, Fang Qingxiao's gaze dropped downwards, fixed directly on a certain place, and her pink lips pouted subconsciously.

"Ah???" Fang Xiwen was completely confused. Sister, you are twenty years old, right? Don't you understand this?

Yes, this person has no friends. Apart from practicing swordplay all day, she doesn't even have any fellow disciples who dare to come to her to discuss swordplay. The gap in level is too big.

The person who has been with her the longest is the sword master Lingyue Fairy, and I don't think she would teach this kind of thing.

"Wait a moment, wait a moment, wait a moment," Fang Xiwen quickly moved to the edge of the bed, pushed with both palms, then smiled kindly, and persuaded, "This is a difference, but it's not the only difference."

"What's the difference?" Fang Qingxiao was a little excited, mainly because her brother's expression was funny. His face was a little red, and he was a little flustered, something she had never seen before.

“There will be a special feeling, something that no one else has.”

"Well, no one else has."

"I want to stay with her for a while longer. I'll be happy even if I don't do anything."

"Well, I'm very happy."

"When I can't see her, I miss her and worry about whether she has been bullied. Sometimes I even dream about her."

"Yeah, I'll miss you."

"When I see her, I want to hug her and do things to make her happy."

"I see." Fang Qingxiao nodded vigorously and concluded, "Then I am the first type to you."

"???"

Did I not explain it clearly?

"Stop, stop, stop. There's something wrong with my explanation," Fang Xiwen surrendered. "Let's talk about which one it is tomorrow, okay? It's so late now, we should go to bed, okay?"

"I'll agree if you let me touch your lips. I don't want to lose to Jiang Xingchu."

"Don't even think about it. Why do you have to compete with her?"

The man really wanted to shake Jiang Xingchu over and let these two big Buddhas compete in the imperial city. He couldn't stand it anymore!

God have mercy on him, he really was just here for a mission and was just worried about his sister's safety!

"It's okay if you don't touch me, but you have to hold me while I sleep. The weather is very cold." Fang Qingxiao had already learned the theory of opening the window, so she made the next best thing and even thought of an excuse for him, and opened her arms.

Unlike Fang Xiwen who was dressed warmly, she was only wearing a single piece of clothing, showing off her curvy figure.

"Okay, okay." He leaned over and comforted himself that ordinary siblings might sleep in each other's arms, which is normal.

Although he is a person with a very calm personality, his embrace is very warm... During the physical contact, Fang Xiwen no longer had any romantic thoughts in her heart, but only a sense of security.

This was the first person who gave him shelter and a home since he came to this world.

Fate has woven a false bond between the two, but under the constant flow of time, this bond has long become real and cannot be separated.

In fact, to be honest, Fang Qingxiao is even younger than him. This guy is about to graduate from college, but he is too thick-skinned and has no psychological barrier to shouting.

"elder sister…"

"So good, so good."

With someone mysteriously spying outside, Fang Xiwen actually fell asleep.

He looked very uneasy while sleeping, with his eyelashes trembling... Fang Qingxiao hugged him gently, with her pretty face pressed tenderly against his cheek.

She could tell that her brother was a very insecure person, and she was happy to have him fall asleep in her arms.

"No matter what happens, we will always be a family, right..."

The words that sounded like dream talk were uttered. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Fang Qingxiao couldn't help shaking him, "What's right about that?"

Chapter 120 The Road is Cut Off

The next day.

Early in the morning, Fang Xiwen woke up from a warm embrace. She looked up and saw that her sister was still sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed.

He gently put down the arm that was around his neck and rolled out of bed.

It's almost five o'clock now.

He has a very powerful special ability, which is to give himself a mental hint before going to bed, specifying the time and minute, and as long as he repeats it several times, he will automatically wake up at that time the next day. He used it every day when he was rushing to get up early.

At this point, there was still no sign of Aunt Sun's family getting up. Fang Xiwen pretended to stretch his body in the yard, but in fact he was secretly observing the residents next door.

The mysterious woman in black robes rarely shows up, and her room is always dark. I don't know what she is doing in there. I'll ask Aunt Sun and the others later.

After practicing for a while, Fang Xiwen couldn't see anything. Seeing Fang Qingxiao getting up in the room, he felt relieved and ran out.

It was freezing cold in Xingping City, and only a few shops were open that day, with most of them still carrying hot water and preparing for business.

I finally found a small shop selling wontons, but discovered that it was already full of people with frosted faces who had to go to work after eating.

Fang Xiwen also went over and ordered a bowl, then ate while standing at the door, listening to their conversation.

"Lao Wang, how is your son Shunzi now? Is he still crying all day?" The person who spoke was a dark-faced man with a simple and honest look, but his eyes were too small, making him look a little shrewd.

Hearing this, an old farmer wearing a turban drank up the soup, put down the bowl, and nodded: "I used the medicine you gave me, and now I feel much better! But sometimes I vomit some purple blood, which is really scary..."

Fang Xiwen on the side narrowed his eyes.

"It's not my medicine, it's the old immortal's medicine!" The dark-faced man emphasized, his eyebrows dancing with joy, "The old immortal only asked about my birth date and didn't ask anything else, and it worked! Don't worry, the old immortal said that vomiting blood is normal, it's just to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, it will be fine in two days."

"Yes, yes," the old farmer said with a smile, "Do you still have this medicine? The two tablets at home are almost gone, I wonder..."

"Hey, you've invited me the right person today! The old immortal is giving a lecture in the bamboo forest east of the city today. It's free to go and you can buy from him after you finish listening."

"That's great, that's great." Although he was smiling, the old farmer looked a little embarrassed. It was obvious that the so-called medicine was not a cheap commodity.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen quietly took out the Blood God Stone, flicked his finger, and dropped two extremely thin blood evil spirits on them. Even though he had only come into contact with the Emperor's residual image, his ability to control the blood evil spirit had now reached a higher level, and he could accurately detect such a subtle blood energy and use it as a mark.

It is difficult for ordinary people to detect it. Even if they are discovered by someone with a keen eye, they will only think that they have come across a slaughterhouse on the way.

"The bamboo forest in the east of the city is consistent with the information from the Six Gates..." After thinking for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​calling Shang Fang Qingxiao, settled the bill and went to the east of the city.

The two of them are too big a target, so it would be more appropriate for him to go and investigate the situation.

...

...

East of the city, bamboo forest.

“…Human beings are the leaders of all spirits, possessing the spirit of heaven and earth, and taking the creation of all things. However, many events in ancient and modern times have proved that even ‘human beings’ have inherent inferiority.

Resentment and hatred, love and separation, the seven emotions and six desires... Because of the desire for power, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty fought against each other. One side used the divine weapon Emperor's Sword, which led to the destruction of half of the capital and the suffering of all people. This was the fault of this person;

Because of lust, the Blood Robe Cult, in order to refine the blood evil and build the Blood Lotus Ark, slaughtered all the living creatures in the city, leaving no one alive. This is the misfortune of this person."

In a grove of bamboos, there was a circle of open space surrounded by various people sitting cross-legged around it. In the center stood an old Taoist with an immortal look. He was dressed in a blue-grey robe and his voice had a peculiar rhythm when he spoke.

The cold wind blew the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound, and along with his voice, it flowed into the hearts of the listeners like a spring breeze and rain.

Many people listened attentively, with looks of reverence on their faces; many others shook their heads and murmured in agreement from time to time.

The whole space seemed harmonious and peaceful, but there were also people with expressionless faces, occasionally sneering.

The Taoist priest is still giving a speech.

"If such a disaster were to be borne by an entire country, it would still last for a hundred years. If such a disaster were to befall a family or a single person, what would we do? The consequences would be unimaginable!

And my holy teachings have appeared in the world precisely to avoid similar things - we must abandon the part of ourselves that is "human" and keep the part that is about to become "immortal". This is the great way to eliminate human desires.

Without desire, there will be no source of trouble. As the Buddhists say, when the six senses are pure, wisdom will arise naturally…”

Okay, you don’t need to listen to the rest.

Fang Xiwen put his hands in his sleeves, patted his butt upon hearing that, stood up, turned around and walked outside.

No wonder the part about “eliminating human desires” has been discussed all the time, it turns out that it is targeting the common people’s money… You can guess with your toes that what I’m going to talk about next must be the method of eliminating desires.

For example, pornographic materials arouse greed, beautiful women arouse desire, etc.... They use the same excuses over and over again to cheat people of their money and sex.

His attire today doesn't make it convenient for him to blend in. He will change his gear and come back tomorrow to see if he can get a few names - there is no point in just getting a few people from outside to blow up the place, because as soon as the people from outside leave, they will come back to life and continue to harm people.

He made up his mind, and just as he walked out of the bamboo forest, a young man came up to him and asked sternly, "Sir, do you not agree with the words of my holy teaching?"

"How could that be? I have benefited greatly from it, but I'm still cooking at home." Fang Xiwen smiled gently.

"In that case, just hand over all your belongings to us." The young man stretched out his hand indifferently, his eyes fierce.

Seeing this, he was startled.

No wonder no one came out halfway, it turned out they were going to be robbed... Most of those who could finish listening would be brainwashed to some extent, these were fat sheep that could be slowly exploited;

For someone like him who leaves halfway after hearing something, that's a different story, so should he try his best to grab a piece of it?

"Well, I don't have much money on me. How about I go back and get it for you?" He seemed very reasonable.

"If you don't want to leave behind the source of trouble, then your greed will be insatiable and you can't bear to leave!" After saying that, black energy surged in the young man's hand, and he slapped his palm forward like an overwhelming force, straight to his face!

If you don't pay the money, you'll lose your life?

Fang Xiwen's heart trembled, but he also realized that this man was just a man who had accumulated great energy. He slid back and casually pinched his wrist.

"Hey, Soul-stealing Demonic Palm...are you a disciple of Mie Tian Sect?" He seemed a little confused and asked the question even though he knew the answer.

The young man knew something was wrong when his palm was snatched away. Now that his "identity has been exposed", he once again summoned his magic power and shouted angrily, "Everything for the Holy Religion!"

Originally, Fang Xiwen was planning to use his true qi to directly destroy his Dantian along the meridians. Upon hearing this, he was moved and did not dodge. He took the palm strike on his shoulder, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was furious:

"Fuck the Tianmen Extermination Sect, remember this for me!!"

Then, he drew out a small amount of bloody evil energy and slapped the young man on the chest, knocking him flying backwards: "You don't know how to live or die!"

After saying this, he walked away quickly without even looking back.