The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

In addition, the evil spirit is a dark gray line, which is a bit weird and difficult to explain in words, but can be recognized just by seeing it with the eyes.

Yu Mian looked around the entire place, spreading his spiritual awareness, and finally discovered something unusual.

If it were in the mountains and forests, it would be easy to capture a trace of evil spirit. After all, the spirits of plants and trees only have a faint green vitality, but in this complex environment.

Each person will become a variable, disrupting the original balance. Once the number of people exceeds ten, countless intertwined lines of aura will be formed, making it difficult to distinguish.

This is Qiyin.

As the saying goes, great hermits hide in the city. Unlike what ordinary people think, great demons and evil spirits often do not like those remote mountain places, but rather rich and prosperous places, disguising themselves as nobles and wealthy people and wearing human skins.

Drink blood and eat flesh openly.

Occasionally, they would have relationships with some monks, and a relative balance would be maintained between them.

This strength shouldn't be a big demon...

Yu Mian followed the evil spirit and searched upwards little by little. The evil spirit's aura went all the way up along Qingfeng Pavilion. Two more floors would bring him to the top of the building, where the courtesan's residence was located, divided into four elegant rooms: plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

Each room is a place for the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, each with its own merits, for talented men and beautiful women to enjoy and discuss.

Yu Mian approached the rooms one by one. Inside the gatehouse, the faint scent of plum blossoms wafted into the air, like admiring the snow while leaning against plum blossoms in winter.

She slipped directly into it and wanted to sense it a little, but Sheng Qing covered her eyes with his hands.

She asked in a voice transmission: "What's wrong?"

"This is not the place, let's get out." Shengqing didn't explain, he just pulled the person out, Xinyin's tone was slightly cold.

Yu Mian frowned. What was there not to see? She pulled Sheng Qing's hand away and looked. The girl sitting in the private room waiting for someone was as beautiful as peach and plum blossoms in March, soft and elegant. She was wearing a seemingly formal dress, but it was actually made of gauze. Looking closely, her eyes were slightly blossoming and swaying.

She instantly wanted to gouge out her eyes and her face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

'You are right, I will listen to you next time...'

She tugged at the sleeve of the cold and angry Sheng Qing, who was held by the neck and gently pressed against the door, then she kissed him twice tenderly with dark eyes on both sides.

"If Mian'er's eyes..." Sheng Qing wanted to threaten, but got stuck halfway through. Her young mistress admitted her mistake with a good attitude. She didn't struggle at all and just looked at him obediently.

'What if?'

Shengqing's jealousy was abated a little, and he stroked her neck gently, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "If you like to see it, I will wear it in the future for you to see carefully..."

In an instant.

Yu Mian's mind was suddenly filled with the image of putting the gauze dress on the woman on Sheng Qing. His mind exploded and it seemed as if a whistle was ringing in his ears, with white smoke coming out.

Huh? When my mind went blank, I was just stunned.

After Sheng Qing whispered, he raised his head and stared at her, blinked his eyes slightly, raised his chin slightly towards Yu Mian, and asked in a low voice: "Okay~"

He didn't even make any sound, but just gestured the shapes of the two words with his tone.

tick...

Two drops of warm scarlet blood fell on the back of Sheng Qing's cold hand. She suddenly smiled, and her original annoyance disappeared completely. She quickly reached out to stop the bleeding for the shy little girl who was too embarrassed to see anyone.

"Mian'er, are you really embarrassed?" He leaned in and hugged her, coaxing her, "Then why don't you wear it and not look at it?"

Yu Mian's mind was boiling with anger, and it took a long time for him to calm down. Finally, he said in a depressed tone, "Not good..."

She is just very shy, but she still wants to watch. Shyness is something that can be overcome.

The worst that can happen is that I can watch it while having a nosebleed!

"What else does Mian'er want to see?"

“I won’t tell you…” Yu Mian turned away from her arms and walked quickly towards another room to cool down his brain.

No! Training with Sheng Qing was simply a journey of being teased. Yu Mian covered his face and patted himself.

Don’t get too carried away, don’t get too carried away, things are important!

"You, follow three steps behind me, but don't follow too closely..." She turned her head and gestured towards a distance of ten feet on the ground, then continued her investigation without looking back.

Until she followed the faint and indifferent demonic aura and the mixed human atmosphere and looked at the room numbered Ju in front of her, she was much calmer this time and did not choose to go in directly.

Instead, he sent a trace of his spiritual sense into the room, and only after making sure that everyone inside was well-behaved and not communicating at a negative distance did he slip into the room.

They seemed to be playing Feihualing here. Including the courtesan, five talented men sat around a round table, ordering wine, writing poems, singing and drinking.

The one controlling the situation at the main seat was the oiran of the Chrysanthemum Room. She was wearing a warm-colored Confucian dress and was shaking a silver cup in her hand. The drink in the cup was light white milk wine.

"Everyone, this order is the word 'Qing' in Qingfeng Pavilion! If you can't answer it, I will punish you with this glass of sweet wine~" Her eyes were like blades, passing between the four people, like a hook to hook people away.

Several people's faces were slightly red, obviously they had already gone through the discussion. According to the order of their positions, the first person continued: "Clear! In August, the lake is calm, and the sky is clear!"

"Brother Meng, I! I take it! I don't want people to praise my beauty, I just want to keep my pure spirit filling the universe!"

……

Yu Mian circled around the five people, with the aroma of wine, flowers, people, demons, and officials mixed together.

She first came behind the courtesan, cast a spell with her fingertips, and burned her hair. After burning off a strand of her hair, she unexpectedly discovered that this was actually a human.

The Oiran is not a demon, the guests are!

Standing behind the courtesan, Yu Mian glanced at the four men. They looked like gentlemen, but in fact their eyes were darting around, always around the courtesan's neck and arms, like hypocritical men.

These four people not only have ordinary luck, but also official aura, that is, the aura of the dynasty, which means that they are people in the court.

She approached them one by one, using her spiritual power to take things from their bodies and check them. She actually sensed a hint of resistance from the last person.

You have to know that her cultivation has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. As long as it is not a big monster, the difficulty for her is no different from killing a chicken.

There was actually something on the other party that could resist for a moment. This breath seemed familiar to her. When he grabbed Zhao Yunfei just now, he also struggled for a moment.

Yu Mian used his fingertips to hook a small bag from his neck. When he opened it, he saw a talisman that had lost its effect and turned into ashes.

She pieced together the cinnabar patterns on the ashes, creating the outline of a simple talisman.

There really are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world. Are there any casual cultivators who can use the talisman to ward off evil?

However... the pattern on this thing is a bit strange, and she hasn't mastered it well enough. Her gaze turns to Sheng Qing, who is leaning against the doorpost and staring at her resentfully.

She walked over and smiled ingratiatingly, showing what she had in her hand, "Hey, ma'am, take a look and see if there's anything wrong."

"You don't want me to interfere?"

"Who said that you and I are one?"