I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 49: Family harmony and everything is prosperous

"Deputy Gang Leader Yun asked you to buy it? What is it?"

Li Qingyun was just curious at first, but when he saw Song Ke's awkward look with flickering eyes, he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Song Ke did not dare to hide anything from him and said honestly:
“This is a medicinal powder developed by a sorcerer. It is said to be very helpful for…certain aspects of… that… performance.

"Deputy Gang Leader Yun just married a young wife, and he was a little overwhelmed, so he asked me to use my connections to buy it for him."

At the end of his speech, his voice was almost inaudible and his face was as red as fresh pig liver.

This... He is quite old, and he is still messing around. Do you think his life is too long... Li Qingyun rolled his eyes helplessly and asked unhappily:
"Is this thing reliable? Will it make me sick?"

Song Ke shook his head:

“This is a method of witchcraft. Many dignitaries in our Bianliang City are rushing to buy it. It is almost impossible to get a dose.

"I also used a lot of personal connections to find out that the witch practitioner would be attending the trade fair here tonight. I begged him for a long time before I got two bags."

Even if an old cow eats young grass, there is no need to work so hard... Well, it’s actually better this way. If they can give birth to a boy or a girl, there is no need to always urge me to do those ridiculous things... Li Qingyun wanted to find an opportunity to persuade Yun Zhaozhong, but when he thought of the awkward conversation when he was a guest at his house last night and the fiery look Su Yue'e gave him, he immediately lost the idea.

Forget it, this is someone else’s private matter. I’d better pretend I don’t know and stay out of it.

He nodded, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Song Ke whispered again:
"Boss, I saw Wei Xiuwen during the free trade just now."

Wei Xiuwen? He should be very worried right now, how could he have the time to come here... Li Qingyun glanced at Song Ke:
"They are all wearing masks. Did you see it wrong?"

Song Ke shook his head:
"It shouldn't be wrong. I remember the voices of people very clearly, and Deputy Gang Leader Wei's voice is very distinctive..."

Li Qingyun was puzzled and asked:
"Did you hear what he said?"

Song Ke shook his head:
"I, I was holding something for Deputy Gang Leader Yun at the time, and I didn't want him to recognize me, so I didn't get close. I only vaguely heard him talking to another person about praying, blessing, and so on."

To whom should we pray for protection? To the Mother of Heaven?
Buddy, you treat the church rules as toilet paper. It's good enough that the Mother of Heaven doesn't punish you, and you even ask her for shelter... Li Qingyun sighed, wrote this matter down, and planned to use divination to confirm the situation of the Wei family father and son after returning home later.

……

At the same time, Yun Mansion.

Deep in the boudoir, the candlelight flickered, the curtains were lightly drawn, and a pink scent filled the entire room.

Yun Zhaozhong was lying on the bed with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a thick quilt, breathing heavily, and doing all kinds of indescribable movements.

Not far from the bed, Su Yue'e, dressed in gauze, was lying comfortably in a rocking chair, rocking gently. Although she was a girl, she inexplicably had a kind of lazy masculine beauty.

From time to time, she looked at Yun Zhaozhong who was twisting his body, and occasionally she stretched out her hand to grab him casually. Imperceptible auras flew out from him, entwined around her fingers, and disappeared in a few breaths.

Soon, Yun Zhaozhong stroked the quilt in his arms with a dazed look in his eyes, muttering with satisfaction:

"My dear wife, do you think we have a chance to have our own child today?"

Su Yue'e lay in the rocking chair and said lazily:
"That's very well said. You must remember that we need a child to continue your family line. But you are getting old and your health is getting worse. No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to have a child."

Yun Zhaozhong said in a daze:

"Then what should we do?"

Su Yue'e's voice echoed softly in the room, gentle and firm, full of bewitching magic:

"...There is strength in numbers. You need to call more people to help you with this kind of thing. Your leader, Li Qingyun, is a very good one. He is young and strong and likes women. You can go find him tomorrow. I want to see him again..."

Yun Zhaozhong opened his empty eyes and nodded in agreement:

"My wife is right. Many hands make light work. I will go find Li Qingyun... I will go find Li Qingyun..."

He kept murmuring, and soon fell into a deep sleep, snoring softly.

Su Yue'e looked at Yun Zhaozhong with pity, stood up, walked slowly to the table on one side of the room, took out a pen and paper and wrote:

"The second child infected by the evil spirit has appeared. What should we do next? Reply as soon as possible, otherwise I can't wait and will take action." After writing, she picked up the written paper with her index and middle fingers, shook it gently, and ignited the paper with her spiritual power. In a moment, it burned into a ball of gray smoke and disappeared.

After doing all this, Su Yue'e returned to the rocking chair and lay down again, gently stroking the bright red ruby ​​pendant on her chest, muttering to herself:
"Xiao Jie, Dad has worked hard for so many years and finally got a clue. We can finally take revenge..."

As her fair and slender hands caressed it, the light flowing in the red gem flickered between breaths, flickering as if it had a heartbeat, but soon returned to calm.

Su Yue'e closed her eyes contentedly, blew out the candles with a gust of wind, and let the crimson moonlight sprinkle on her delicate face, which was as smooth as jade, and gradually fell asleep...

……

She didn't know how long it had been, but she suddenly felt her spirit being touched. She woke up abruptly, opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table.

I saw a faint black mist on the mirror, forming a few crooked small words:
"Wait a little longer, don't alert the enemy."

Seeing these words, Su Yue'e suddenly became furious, her pretty face instantly became ferocious and terrifying, she stood up and cursed:
"Always waiting, waiting, waiting like a motherfucker! I'm waiting here like a whore, relying on seducing men to stay alive every day. Is that fun?"

As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves, threw the bronze mirror hard to the ground, and screamed hysterically:

"what!"

The hoarse and shrill howl was trapped in the dark room. Not a single sound could be heard. The sound echoed between the walls for a long time.

In the bronze mirror lying on the ground, her gradually distorted face was reflected. Her originally fair skin was now covered with brown-red lines, and countless granulations began to appear on it, densely packed and sticky.

The violent and crazy emotions were infinitely magnified. When Su Yue'e was about to lose her mind, a line of small words composed of black mist appeared on the bronze mirror:
"We only have one life, and there is hope only when we are alive. Think about Xiaojie, he doesn't even have a body..."

Xiaojie, Xiaojie...

These few words instantly touched the softest part of her heart, as if the person on the other end of the phone had guessed what she was thinking and had added this sentence specifically to prevent her from losing control.

Chanting the names of her loved ones, Su Yue'e's manic and cruel expression finally calmed down slowly. She rearranged the messy table bit by bit, lay back in her rocking chair, closed her eyes and meditated, controlling her complicated emotions to avoid going to the brink of losing control again.

On the other side of the room, Yun Zhaozhong was still sleeping soundly with a happy and satisfied smile on his face.

In his dream, he had a beautiful and charming wife and two lovely twin boys and girls. They lived a peaceful and happy life together...

……

late at night.

After Song Ke separated from Li Qingyun, he went straight to his home.

As he walked, he took out a small wooden box from his arms and a smile appeared on his face.

This was the rouge and powder he bought for his sister at the trade fair for five taels of silver. According to the Taoist priest who sold it to him, applying it on the face could moisturize the skin, making girls look radiant and younger.

Five taels of silver was not a small amount of money for Song Ke, but he had no hesitation in spending money on his sister who had depended on him since childhood.

Xiaoshu will probably be very happy when she sees this thing... Song Ke was thinking excitedly when suddenly his eyes blurred and several dark shadows stood in front of him, blocking his way.

"Are you Song Ke, the head of the Luohan Hall of the Changle Gang?"

The leading man in black asked coldly. His face was covered, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, shining with a gleam.

Song Ke had been in the underworld since he was a child, so he naturally couldn't be frightened by such a scene. He put the rouge box in his arms and sneered:
"It's your Grandpa Song. You guys are hiding your head and showing your tail. Do you dare to tell me your name?"

The leading man in black still spoke in a cold tone:

"It's OK if you're Song Ke. Were you there when the leader of Changle Gang killed Situ Haiguang yesterday?"

Song Ke's eyes rolled, and he immediately reacted, and shouted:
"Are you from the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower?"

The man in black snorted coldly:
"What is the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower? Come with us..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a pair of judge's pens from his waist and pointed them at Song Ke...

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(End of this chapter)