Wen Yinuo quickly took a step back, blinked and said, "Why are you glaring at me? I kindly reminded you that you don't appreciate it... Okay, okay, can't I shut up? Anyway, people didn't say I'm a waste..."

Wen Yinuo mumbled, as if he was "expressing weakness", but he was actually angry.

Mr. Zhuge sneered in his heart, but on the surface he looked furious and jumped up and said, "My magic weapon! My altar! My Qingci! You, you... Miss Tang! How could you do this?!"

He pounced on the altar that was pushed down, picked up the incense burner with trembling hands and held it in his arms, looked up at Miss Tang with tears in his face, and said angrily: "Double over the offerings Jingxiang has given to the ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty! You will cause retribution!"

As he said that, he stood up with the incense burner and suddenly blew a breath towards Miss Tang.

The remaining incense ash in the incense burner and the white smoke burning mixed with green vine paper sprayed on Miss Tang's face.

Miss Tang subconsciously closed her eyes, but she still didn't hold her breath. She inhaled a few puffs of ashes and immediately covered her chest and coughed a few times.

Wen Yinuo retreated without hesitation and put on the mask.

Mr. Zhuge also hid aside, held the incense burner, and looked timid, staring at Miss Tang with a timid look: "Miss Tang! Don't say I didn't warn you! You knocked over my altar and interrupted my temple. You can bear all the consequences yourself!"

"If you take the responsibility, take the responsibility! I haven't sued you for doing evil ways to hurt my personal safety!" Miss Tang put her hands on her hips and pointed at Mr. Zhuge and Mrs. Fang with the other hand, "Do I know where she went yesterday? Did she use my hair and blood to do it here?!"

"You're talking nonsense! I hit you because you stole my husband!" Mrs. Fang said from behind Mr. Zhuge.

Mr. Zhuge closed his eyes angrily, hugged the incense burner and made a move silently, showing Mrs. Fang behind him.

But Mrs. Fang's slightly fat body was particularly flexible at this time.

Mr. Zhuge hid for a while, and then she moved and kept hiding behind Mr. Zhuge's unwavering position.

Miss Tang rolled her eyes, "Ha! I think you don't understand people's words! I have nothing to do with your husband many times. Don't you listen! Do you want me to confirm your slander? - Tell you, as long as I want, your husband is the flesh in my plate, the knife in my hand, and when will he crawl over with his fingers!"

"You're talking nonsense! My husband is not that kind of person! It's all you, the vixen, tempted him!" Mrs. Fang was furious and finally rushed out from behind Mr. Zhuge and scolded Miss Tang.

Wen Yinuo looked a little embarrassed and said leisurely: "I think you are both quite reasonable, but what's the use of just talking and competing? Why not fight with you two? Whoever beats the other party to a hemiplegia will be the winner, and the prize is Mr. Yu, okay?"

Miss Tang and Mrs. Fang turned their heads together and glared at Wen Yinuo.

"I didn't expect that Master Wen is such a person! He treats other people's scars as interesting!" Mrs. Fang's anger poured on Wen Yinuo again.

Miss Tang also snorted: "Does Master Wen look down on us or Mr. Zhuge?"

Wen Yinuo raised his eyebrows.

Miss Tang is still a bit higher. Look at this understatement of building a bridge and making a big difference, and she easily brought a lot of hatred.

However, Mr. Zhuge did not follow Wen Yinuo this time, but walked to Wen Yinuo with the incense burner, stood up straight, and said in a long voice: "Fellow Daoist Wen is a master. How can he look down on you? Of course, he didn't look down on me either. Don't talk nonsense and destroy our friendship with Taoism."

Miss Tang pulled the corner of her mouth, "...The competitors are also friendly? Mr. Zhuge, I think you are just like this."

She glared at Mrs. Fang and left.

Mrs. Fang was stunned for a moment, and when Miss Tang left and couldn't see it, she asked Mr. Zhuge in a crying voice: "Master Zhuge, is this really effective?! Not only did she not show her true form, she beat us up! Is this too arrogant, right?"

Wen Yinuo coughed lightly next to him and said, "To be precise, Miss Tang didn't hit you, she just knocked over the altar..."

"I almost hit us. Do you want to pick words like this?" Mrs. Fang was very impatient with Wen Yinuo and she only burst into tears with Mr. Zhuge. "What should I do? It's not that she is too powerful, Mr. Zhuge, you can't conquer her, right?"

Mr. Zhuge looked at the live broadcast on the tablet next to him, and saw that Miss Tang had walked away and left the yard of the Yu family's mansion, and then whispered: "Don't worry, she has already entered the trap."

"...what does it mean?" Mrs. Fang wiped her tears with a tissue and asked in a question, "Aren't you coaxing me? Although I don't have to pay, if you are perfunctory, I will not only complain to the Taoist sect, but also hang you and Ge Pai on social media!"

Wen Yinuo: “…”

Good guy, he also knows the tricks of social media causing trouble.

Who says middle-aged people don’t play with the trick of having sex with others?

When they were playing tricks, the children in the fan circle had not yet been born...

Wen Yinuo sighed, and only heard Mr. Zhuge approaching Mrs. Fang's ear and said a few words in a very soft voice.

This kind of low voice is inaudible to ordinary people when standing in Wen Yinuo.

But Wen Yinuo is not an ordinary person. Her eyesight and hearing are sharper than ordinary people. Therefore, she heard Mr. Zhuge say to Mr. Zhuge without missing a word: "...She has already fallen into my 'Big Dream Three Life'... From now on, three days later, if she has any problems, she will definitely show her true form."

Mrs. Fang frowned, "What is the Three Life of Dreams? I have never heard of it... You just verbally deceive me, right? Anyway, it's not your final decision on whether there is any effect?"

"The Three Lifes of the Great Dream is my secret method of the Taoist sect. She uses her birth date, horoscope and hair, and blood to pray to the Sanqing ancestor. Within these three days, she will have different degrees of hallucination, so if she is really not a human, it will take a minute to realize her true form."

Mr. Zhuge's tone was lowered, and his last sentence was almost spoken in a qi sound. He also reminded Mrs. Fang: "...Don't tell anyone. If Miss Tang finds out, she will go to another celestial master to do it..."

Mr. Zhuge's eyes deliberately floated towards Wen Yinuo.

Wen Yinuo frowned slightly, "Mr. Zhuge, what do you think of me? I did nothing."

She deliberately spread her hands, looking ignorant that she didn't know what you were doing.

Mr. Zhuge, Mrs. Fang and her stood on the east and west edges of the backyard respectively, ten meters away from the entire backyard. Mr. Zhuge firmly believed what he had just said, but Wen Yinuo didn't hear it at all.

Of course, even if he heard it, he didn't care.

Because his "Big Dream Three Life" has no solution at all.

Whoever wins, there is never an exception.

But as he said just now, this thing is only effective for aliens.

If Miss Tang is indeed a human being, then this thing can only make her have nightmares for three days.

After three days, everything will return to normal and there will be no side effects.

Mr. Zhuge had two ideas.

If Miss Tang is really an "outlier", then he will naturally not have to do anything in three days and just win.

If Miss Tang was not an alien, but a human, then in three days, he would convince Miss Tang to leave the city.

Anyway, Mrs. Fang’s purpose is to drive away the third party who ruined her marriage. No matter what she does, she will just drive away.

After hearing this, Wen Yinuo did not reveal any clues.

She glanced at the host who was trembling in the farthest part of the backyard, called him over, and packed the altar with him and put it back into Mr. Zhuge's suitcase.

The three of them said goodbye together and left. Mrs. Fang was still worried and kept asking: "Will it work? Will it really work?"

Mr. Zhuge was confident, "Don't worry, it won't work anyway, I'll know in three days."

Wen Yinuo looked curious, "What's the point? Does Mr. Zhuge have any other tricks?"

"Yes, I will prepare for the next move in these three days." Mr. Zhuge said with a smile, as if his second move had not been used yet.

Wen Yinuo was even more interested, "When will Mr. Zhuge give a move? Can you let me see it too?"

"Sorry, Fellow Daoist Wen, this is the secret of our Ge Sect's failure to pass on. Only the elite disciples of the Ge Sect can watch. If Fellow Daoist Wen is willing to join our Ge Sect's disciples, I will give them all my gifts and never hide my own personal information!" Mr. Zhuge slapped his chest with a thump.

Wen Yinuo pulled the corner of his mouth and said contemptuously: "Fellow Daoist Zhuge, it's okay if you fool others, but you're also fooling me. Is this discriminating against my IQ? Or is it a common sense to humiliate me?"

"I kindly give you a road to the sky. Why do I discriminate against your IQ and humiliate your common sense?" Mr. Zhuge opened the door of the car driven by the host and looked back at Wen Yinuo with a smile.

Wen Yinuo shrugged, walked towards his Porsche sports car, and said lightly: "I have a high seniority in the Zhangpai, and I am the only successor, and my junior. I have joined you Gepai. Can you let me be your junior? If you can't, why are you trying to compete?"

Mr. Zhuge obviously circled her.

If she wants to join the Ge Sect, she will have to "give all her gifts and never hide her personal power", then wouldn't she be her apprentice for him?

It's so beautiful that he...

She opened the car door and smiled at Mr. Zhuge, "Mr. Zhuge, you are ugly, but you think beautifully. Do you think I am that stupid?"

As he said that, he got into the car and stepped on the accelerator, the Porsche sports car rushed forward with a roar.

Mr. Zhuge shook his head and said with a smile: "Young people nowadays don't know how to respect teachers and respect their teachings. Any word explodes like firecrackers. Besides, everyone has different ideas. As for personal attacks?"

After he got into the car, he pulled out the mirror in the car and looked at it, and asked the host: "... Am I ugly?"

In fact, Mr. Zhuge was indeed ugly when he was young, but later he made his first money as a Tianshi master. Not only did he marry a beautiful wife, but he also went to a plastic surgery country who was particularly good at plastic surgery to have plastic surgery.

So he is not only not ugly now, but also has the scent of fairy spirit.

He suspected that Wen Yinuo knew what he looked like before plastic surgery, and felt very uncomfortable.

Wen Yinuo is quite good at speaking. When she speaks nice things, she makes people feel comfortable wandering in a few days.

But if you want to have a sharp effect, it is at the level of killing people and stabbing others in the least confident place.

Therefore, Wen Yinuo's words made Mr. Zhuge dream back at midnight and saw that he had no plastic surgery when he was young, almost "seeking the tears of heroes"...

That night, Mrs. Fang didn't sleep well.

Mr. Yu told her that he would work overtime and would come back late tonight, so he told her not to wait for him.

How could Mrs. Fang not wait?

She checked Mr. Yu's location with her phone almost every few minutes, until almost midnight, when she finally saw Mr. Yu on her way back.

Mrs. Fang was busy preparing supper candy water for him.

While preparing the supper candy water, I also left a message on a phone call.

Mr. Yu finally finished his work and called someone before going home.

He drove halfway and received a text message from Miss Tang.

[Tang Zhili]: Mr. Yu, are you free? I have something to talk to you. I haven’t slept yet, so I’m waiting for you at home.

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This is the first update, and I still have the third update today to ask for monthly tickets!

The second update is 1:00 pm, and the third update is 7:30 pm.

Is there any monthly ticket?^_^
Chapter completed!