Chapter 825 Antidote

This kind of talk is very greasy. It is the kind of talk that makes people happy if they like you and disgusted if they don’t. It is absolutely not allowed to be said if they are not related... Piaomiao doesn’t know whether Zhao Changhe really wants to say this or because he is possessed. If it is the latter, it is not easy to lose temper.

I was possessed and beat him so hard that his bones were broken and he almost died there in vain, but he didn’t complain at all... He was possessed and just said a few words...

The annoying thing is that he didn’t seem to feel disgusted.

Piaomiao angrily threw Zhao Changhe on the bed in the guest house and tied him up with a rope: "Just to be safe, don’t move."

Zhao Changhe couldn’t resist and had to let her tie him up. It was actually a bit funny. If he really wanted to do something, what could this ordinary rope limit him?

Until he was tied up tightly, Zhao Changhe sighed and said, "Don't mention that I am still injured now. Even if I am in my prime, I am not your opponent at all. What are you afraid of?"

Piaomiao: "..."

She didn't know what she was afraid of. After thinking for a while, she sneered, "Who said that I would be trained when it is safe? Let's see who is training whom now."

Zhao Changhe was really amused: "Okay, you can train, right? Show me a set."

Seeing that he was lying down and training, Piaomiao gritted his teeth, suddenly walked to the head of the bed and stood behind his head, and sealed his mind with another finger, clapping his hands: "Didn't you say that you can't help but look? Now you can't see it, you are so angry."

"Is this your training?" Zhao Changhe was silent.

Piaomiao stood for a few breaths, and suddenly felt as if she was being looked at by someone, and that kind of gaze became more unscrupulous, scanning up and down.

Where did this feeling come from, he has eyes on his head?

Piaomiao punched him on the head and said angrily: "Don't look at it! If you look at me again, I will..."

"Dig out my eyes?"

"I will go kill those monks outside!"

"Don't..." Zhao Changhe sighed: "You held back when you instinctively fought back against them just now, which shows that you are kind-hearted. If you really kill innocent people, you will regret it for the rest of your life when you wake up."

Piaomiao hesitated.

Zhao Changhe's expectations of her were indeed wrong expectations...Being possessed is being possessed, and it is impossible to be affected by good thoughts, then it is not called a demon. It's just that the monstrous anger when he first became a demon has been vented a lot because of the crazy beating of Po Xun. Now he is not as irritable as at the beginning, and is more rational...

The real reason for holding back is that he rationally knows that if he beats the monks to death, he can't help Zhao Changhe purify his evil thoughts.

Whether it is because Zhao Changhe needs to deal with Ye Wuming or there are other factors, the only reason is Zhao Changhe...This cannot be said. If you say it, Zhao Changhe will definitely be arrogant. Now he is not rational enough because of his desire, and every word is teasing.

As expected, Zhao Changhe started his next sentence: "Where is your training?"

Piaomiao's fists clenched and creaked.

"What do you want to do by bringing me to the guest house?" Zhao Changhe said: "The monks said that they suppressed my inner demon, and as long as I complete what I want, it can be released. Do you mean to let me complete my wish?"

What is the inner demon that was triggered this time?

It is the desire seduced by Po Xun's incarnation Piaomiao.

According to the monks' theory, as long as Zhao Changhe has sex with Piaomiao, it will be over. Is it really for this that he was brought into the guest house?

Piaomiao sneered: "You wish. Since they have suppressed your inner demon, I can naturally try to use some means to completely release it."

"How to do it?"

"Let go of the spirit platform and let me go in and take a look."

Zhao Changhe closed his eyes, meaning tacit consent.

Piaomiao pointed a finger at Zhao Changhe's brow, and his soul went straight into the spirit platform.

Unlike Zhao Changhe's wives who had experienced Zhao Changhe's sea of ​​consciousness many times through dual cultivation, this was the first time Piaomiao saw it. In the vast starry sky, someone was lying on the Milky Way with his head resting on the sun and the moon. The night sky was full of stars and surrounded by the four images. The shapes were clearly presented. Below were endless mountains and rivers, and the qi was ethereal.

Piaomiao stared blankly for a long time. She never thought that someone could collect all these meanings together, including herself.

She was not his at all... He relied on the true meaning of mountains and rivers, which complemented her and walked the same path.

Piaomiao was silent for a moment, and floated to the side of Zhao Changhe's soul. It can be seen that his soul was pink and trembling slightly. Obviously, his desires were very clear, but the surrounding was shrouded by the golden light of Buddhism, which suppressed the situation.

The golden scriptures surrounded him and looked like he was tied up. His soul was also bound and could not move. He was looking at her with his eyes open.

It can be felt that if there were no golden scriptures to suppress him, Zhao Changhe would definitely lose his mind and rush over to tear it apart frantically... But now his eyes are still clear, just a little cloudy, which means that the Buddhist method is very effective.

"What are you looking at?" Piaomiao looked at him for a long time, and still said this.

Zhao Changhe said: "This is your previous appearance, it looks a bit strange, not like the fierce and fierce look when you used Yangyang's appearance... Look more and deepen your memory."

"Are you sick?"

"Yes, the inner demon has not faded, of course it is a disease, and it is a serious disease." Zhao Changhe smiled: "In fact, you look different from what I saw in ancient times. In the past, you were indifferent and vague, as if the goddess in the water was looming. Now your expression is very fierce, and you don't look easy to mess with."

"Just remember the water!" Piaomiao blurted out this sentence subconsciously, and regretted it after saying it.

As a result, Zhao Changhe did not take up the topic of bathing as she expected. Instead, he said: "Actually, it looks good like this now."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, what I said is something that I would never say nonsense for the sake of grace. But whether you say it or not, it is the truth."

"..." Piao Miao simply couldn't describe the feeling of being teased with every word, let alone the feeling of a lunatic confessing his love to a devil.

When I was indifferent and kind-hearted, you threatened me with a harsh tone, but now that you are possessed, you are confessing your love. Are you a bitch?

But Zhao Changhe said: "Sometimes I feel that this semi-obsessed state is not without its benefits. It seems that it can make people less hypocritical... The inner feelings that I usually dare not admit are now dared to be exposed openly."

Piaomiao finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "So you think a ferocious and twisted demon looks good, but you're a female and you're not picky about food, right?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? At the beginning, she was a bit ferocious, but now she is no longer. When she uses Yangyang's face, it only makes people feel fierce, but in her own form, she is a royal sister with evil eyes... See you later When you get to Suzaku, you can ask her if I particularly like this."

Piaomiao was furious, a whip appeared in her hand, and she whipped it fiercely: "Full of lies! And you like her so much? She said she wanted to train me while treating Yangyang tenderly. Do you need to say which one you like the most! You hate her the most. Such a liar!"

Zhao Changhe snorted, but actually smiled: "You... are actually... really jealous."

Piao Miao was so angry that her hair turned into smoke, and she whipped her again: "Don't think that if I don't kill you, I have no other way to teach you a lesson. Can't I beat you!"

Zhao Changhe's soul curled up in pain and was speechless.

Piaomiao held up the whip, but the third whip could not be used.

The process of escaping for his life while carrying him on his back flashed through his mind again. He turned around countless times to protect the person on his back and took the attack with his own chest.

He had such a majestic body, a tough guy who could cut his own flesh and heal his wounds without saying a word, he shouldn't be curled up like this.

Perhaps the reason for not killing him was not just because he needed to deal with Ye Wuming... but because he really couldn't do it.

Maybe he wanted to kill him not just out of hatred for being seen out, but maybe out of jealousy? In some novels, there are still stories of humans killing each other out of jealousy. Now that demonization has highlighted cruelty, it is really possible to do such a thing.

But Piaomiao couldn't tell.

"Bo Xun and you yourself feel that my expectations for you are wrong...but I always feel that they are not." Zhao Changhe whispered: "Your demonization is just that hatred dominates your temperament, and you will turn hatred into a demon." It may be considered evil to affect other lives, but the reason is still there, and he has not become a madman who cannot communicate, nor has Bo Xun dominated his thoughts and become his incarnation."

Piao Miao said: "That's natural. With the strength of my soul, how can I become a madman? How can Bo Xun be qualified to dominate my thoughts?"

Zhao Changhe said slowly: "Since you are still rational, why do you think that a person who can hate cannot love? I even think that you who have hatred are more likely to be sentimental than Piao Miao, who has no desires and desires in ancient times."

It means it’s actually better to soak now.

Piaomiao simply couldn't imagine that someone would dare to think like this, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the logic.

She didn't even dare to continue the conversation. She didn't know how her mind would get messed up if she continued talking.

Piaomiao, who claimed to enter the spiritual platform to find a solution, left Zhao Changhe's sea of ​​consciousness as if fleeing for his life. When he returned to Cui Yuanyang's body, he found that Cui Yuanyang was awake and looking at her with big eyes.

Piaomiao was confused for a while: "Look at what I'm doing, are you really afraid that I will swallow you up now?"

Cui Yuanyang looked at her intently for a while, then smiled brilliantly: "Now you can swallow me and it will be fine."

"Why?"

"Because then I would just follow Brother Zhao in a different form."

"Are you both sick?" Piaomiao said angrily, her chest heaving with anger, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll let you take over my body."

Cui Yuanyang asked curiously: "Why?"

"When Bo Xun aroused his desire, although it was caused by mist, the image used was that of you Cui Yuanyang. You and your wife can probably solve it by consummating it yourself!"

Cui Yuanyang's eyes widened: "Is this the solution that the third-level master of Yujing came up with? Hey, hey, don't sleep!"

Before he finished speaking, Cui Yuanyang realized that he had taken control of his body, and Piaomiao took the initiative to fall asleep.

Cui Yuanyang scratched his head and found that the possessed Piaomiao was getting closer to the normal Piaomiao except for his temper.

Perhaps Zhao Changhe's judgment is the most correct... Piaomiao's cultivation is too strong, far beyond Bo Xun. The inner demons caused by Bo Xun cannot cover her temperament, but only make the original hatred worse. It became more prominent, more extreme, and then faded a lot after the catharsis, and it couldn't dominate her at all. On the contrary, the more hatred is triggered in her, the easier it may be for love to arise. The seven emotions and six desires go together.

In fact, the normal Piaomiao was no longer willing to deceive herself after being tricked in her sleep last time, but the demonic Piaomiao was still willing... Cui Yuanyang was almost certain that this sister was in love with Brother Zhao, but it was just not deep enough. After all, it was deep enough. There is no need to hide from Shen Mian, just go up by yourself...

Cui Yuanyang was too lazy to think too much. Since he was in love, it was only a matter of time before he fell in love. What needs to be more concerned about now is Brother Zhao's condition. What's the matter with Po Piaomiao? Brother Zhao has so many injuries that he doesn't even think about taking care of them and treats them. He only cares about the murderer.

Cui Yuanyang sniffed, sat on the edge of the bed and untied Zhao Changhe's rope, took out the Cui family's wound medicine from the ring and applied it on him: "I get hurt every time. Didn't I tell you that I won't work so hard in the future..."

When Zhao Changhe saw it was Cui Yuanyang, he was delighted: "Are you awake?"

"Well...Sister Piaomiao turned into a demon. The pressure of the demonic energy was too great and she couldn't bear it. She passed out not long after."

"I know, I went in and looked at it before... I can't do anything about this situation, I still have to try to separate it." Zhao Changhe sighed: "When did you wake up?"

"I've been awake for a while, and I heard you confessing your feelings to sister Piaomiao." Cui Yuanyang said with a smile: "My sister's evil intentions are much weaker now. Does it seem that love is the antidote to hatred?"

It was equivalent to being caught cheating by his wife. Zhao Changhe was very embarrassed: "I was aroused by my inner demons. I shouldn't have spoken like that, but I couldn't help it when facing her. All the nonsense came out... If it weren't for the masters Help me suppress it, I might do something very embarrassing."

"Actually, it's a good thing... I think this is much better than when you tried to kill her earlier. This way, even if we can't be separated in the future, it won't be so awkward for us to share the same body." Cui Yuanyang smiled and said, "You know, when you see me She admired you very much before she came to Sister Piaomiao. From the time you entered Han Chi Bingyuan, I was stunned several times when I saw her looking at your image."

Zhao Changhe was startled: "Isn't that the case?"

"Maybe because she shares a lot of my memories, she is naturally special to you... Moreover, what she represents completely corresponds to you, and she naturally cares for you. That is not love for gods, but as long as there is love, then It will only be you." Cui Yuanyang blinked: "So even if your inner demon is removed, you can continue to talk like that. In fact, she likes to hear it."

"If you like listening to it, you'll whip me..."

"Hehe... in the future, when you use your whip to whip me back, you can whip me as much as you like."

"Little goblin, is she sleeping again? How dare you talk like this..."

"Yeah, she asked me to be your antidote to eliminate your inner demons..." Cui Yuanyang leaned over and kissed her: "I don't think it's going to work, but at least I have to try... Anyway, you're already holding it back, so you have to Release it..."

Zhao Changhe really couldn't hold it in any longer. Facing Piao Miao, he was holding it back to death, but it didn't matter if his wife was there. It was only natural. Without saying a word, they hugged her and rolled over together.

Facts have proved that doing something loving with your wife can indeed relieve the aroused desire, but it cannot be a real antidote.

After all, it was Piaomiao who caused the inner demons. According to what the ancient Buddha said, "Let him get the woman he wants" refers to Piaomiao, not Cui Yuanyang, who is an old couple.

Even if they have exactly the same appearance and know in their hearts that they are not, the inner demons will be hard to get rid of.

Cui Yuanyang hugged her husband's neck and endured the storm for a while. Seeing that his eyes were still red, he bit his lower lip lightly, thinking about it.

The inner demon lies only in the mind, not in reality. As long as he thinks that he has got it, is that okay?

Zhao Changhe suddenly discovered that Yang Yang's expression, which was originally polite and flattering, suddenly changed and became extremely angry. He pushed his shoulders with his delicate hands: "Zhao Changhe! What are you doing!"

Zhao Changhe was so frightened that he almost didn't confess directly.

So when we were halfway through the process, Piaomiao suddenly appeared?

Does this mean that you are going to Piaomiao now? Do you want to stop?