Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng and Fu Jinghong chatted in the room for a full hour. There was no light in the room and it was pitch black.

Only Sanzhier squatted faithfully in front of the door, like a green Wangcai, staring around.

It was almost the second watch when Fu Jinghong left Fenglingju.

Seeing that Ling'er and Xiaoman had not returned yet, Ye Feng held the loyal Sanzhier and flew towards Fenglingju at the foot of the mountain on his sword.

Although he was still a little worried that there would be more assassins coming to his door, he believed that the shadow in the dark would be able to protect him.

Today he told Fu Jinghong everything about himself, which relieved a lot of pressure in Ye Feng's heart.

When a person bears too much pressure, he always needs to find someone to share it with.

He couldn't tell these secrets to Fang Tong, Ben Lei and others.

The only young disciple who could speak was Fu Jinghong.

However, Fu Jinghong seemed to be smarter and more cautious than Ye Feng thought.

Fu Jinghong did not intend to use this matter to win the favor of the leader.

To put it bluntly, this matter is a grudge between the older generation, and it is also related to the fight for the throne in the past. This is a taboo among taboos in the Yunhai Sect.

It doesn't matter if these uncles and aunts of the older generation break their heads, but if Fu Jinghong gets involved, not only will he not please the master, he will also offend a large number of uncles and aunts of the older generation.

So Fu Jinghong chose to stay out of this matter.

Of course, it is impossible to stay out of it completely.

He believed that the eldest senior brother probably didn't know the secrets that Ye Feng had told him today. He knew the whole story in advance and knew that a violent storm would blow up the Yunhai Sect soon, so he could make some targeted deployments in advance.

You may not profit from this storm, but you must also avoid being involved in it. That's enough.

Xianling Valley was as bustling as ever, and most people went straight to the gambling house.

Recently, the biggest entertainment activity for the disciples of Yunhai Sect has been betting in several gambling houses in Xianling Valley.

Even the good girls from Mozhuxuan and Yunyuju used the money they had saved for buying bellybands in the next few years to bet on Ye Feng to win in the last round. This shows how popular the gambling industry in Xianling Valley is now.

Ye Feng landed directly at the door of the shop. There were still only four seasons girls in the shop.

After asking, I learned that an incense stick ago, Nangong Yan and a group of fairy girls passed by here and took Ling'er and others to Uncle Qu's Jinbaofang to place bets.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly.

The original owner was a guy who indulged in drinking, gambling, whoring and smoking. Ye Feng was not like that. He was a college student who had received higher education and was determined to fight against gambling and drugs.

In all the time I've been in this world, I've only been to the gambling house once, and that was to look for Fang Tong and Ben Lei.

He always felt that if he wanted to get rich, he could only rely on his hard-working hands and a smart brain, and gambling was something he absolutely could not touch.

In his previous life, he had seen too many people on the Internet who lost their fortunes, their wives and children, and even had to commit suicide because of gambling problems.

It was almost the second update, so Ye Feng asked Miss Siji to go home early.

But Miss Siji shook her head.

Axia, a girl with a round face, big eyes and a good figure, pointed to the second floor and said, "From today on, the four of us sisters will live on the second floor."

"Live on the second floor? Isn't the second floor a warehouse?" Ye Feng was suspicious.

Miss Achun said, "We have already cleaned up today and brought all our daily necessities here."

"Why? It's so inconvenient to live in this Fairy Valley."

"It's very convenient here, with food and drinks...it's inconvenient for us to go back in the middle of the night.

Besides, the shop is almost finished with renovations. There will be a lot of magical instruments and elixirs in the shop in the future. Someone has to watch over it at night, otherwise they will all be stolen!"

Ye Feng thought, with the skills of you four little girls, can you beat that thief?

He knew with his toes that it must be a bad idea of ​​Fang Tong and others.

I plan to find these guys and give them a good scolding.

As a businessman, you can't work your employees to death.

In fact, Ye Feng was wrong. This matter had nothing to do with Fang Tong and others. It was Miss Siji who took the initiative to request it.

The older the outer disciples are, the lower their status in the Yunhai Sect actually is.

You are young, and you might be noticed by an elder and enter the inner sect and soar to the sky.

They are considered to be the older outer disciples, and it is unlikely that they will be noticed by the inner sect elders, and it is unlikely that they can even become registered disciples.

Ye Feng paid them high salaries and provided them with good benefits.

The most important thing is that the shop owners of this shop are all young disciples with very important backgrounds.

The four seasons girls are not stupid. Naturally, they want to hold on to these backers. Maybe after they do well, they will be introduced to an elder.

So Miss Siji is very concerned about the business of the shop and spends all day in the shop trying her best to show herself.

Since the four girls had moved their daily necessities into the shop, Ye Feng had nothing more to say and asked them to go to bed early.

He left the shop and went to look for his junior sister and others.

As soon as I walked out of the shop, I saw a beautiful girl in a light green dress and with a rosy complexion walking past me, holding a candied haws in each hand.

Ye Feng rubbed his eyes as if he had seen a ghost...

Yes, I did see a ghost.

Because the little girl walking past the shop looked exactly like the Mozhu ghost girl!

Ye Feng had just left the ancestral hall in the back mountain a few hours ago, so it was naturally impossible for him to make a mistake.

However, something feels wrong.

Ye Feng soon understood that Miss Mozhu was the spirit in the painting and was still a ghost. Although she could be used, her skin was slightly pale and she could not eat human food. She could only be fed with the essence and blood of her master.

The girl passing by at this moment had a rosy complexion and was eating candied haws with relish.

"What's going on?! How could someone who looks so similar to Miss Mozhu appear? Could they be cousins ​​again?

That's not right. The Mozhu ghost girl is a fairy from heaven. Even if she has cousins, they should be in heaven. Could it be... could it be that the gate of heaven has opened again? Are the immortals from heaven attacking again? "

Ye Feng was lost in thought.

Seeing the little girl in green walking away, he quietly followed her to see where this little girl came from.

The girl in green didn't walk far before she arrived at Qin Luo's noodle stall.

Qin Luo was cooking noodles for the guests. He seemed to have sensed something and looked up.

He saw a beautiful girl whom he had never seen before, staring at him with her big watery eyes blinking.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Miss, would you like some noodles?"

The girl in green didn't answer. She looked at Qin Luo's expression and then at the sign of the noodle stall.

That’s right, it’s Qin’s noodle stall.

Qin Luo asked again: "Miss, do you want to eat noodles?"

The girl in green asked, "Is this Qin Luo's noodle stall?"

Qin Luo was startled, then nodded and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

The girl in green looked around and said, "Is Qin Luo here? I have something to talk to him about."

Qin Luo said: "I am Qin Luo, what do you want to see me for?"

Ye Feng was not mistaken, the girl in green was indeed the Mozhu ghost.

She came to find Qin Luo on Dugu Chan's orders.

Mo Zhu chewed a candied haws and said, "Stop joking. Are you Qin Luo? I heard that Qin Luo is an extremely handsome man."

Qin Luo smiled bitterly, shook his head and said nothing.

I thought it was another female disciple sent abroad who had heard the story of the handsome Qin Luo and came here because of his admiration.

Qin Luo continued to cook noodles for the guests.

Ye Feng hid on the stall south of Qin Luo's noodle stall. Chen Xiaodi was really clever and skillful. Ye Feng had just sold out dozens of her handicrafts yesterday, and she was setting up a stall here again tonight.

The items sold are still handmade bamboo and wooden products.

Now Chen Xiaodi is no longer as afraid of Ye Feng as before. When she saw Ye Feng squatting in front of her stall, an expression of surprise appeared on her small and delicate face.

"Senior Brother Ye Feng! Why are you here?!"

Ye Feng quickly shushed him and whispered, "Don't call my name."

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"I'm following a girl."

Chen Xiaodi was stunned.

Late at night, this Ye Daba was following a girl, which sounded very obscene no matter how you looked at it.

Chen Xiaodi said, "If you want a girl, go to the Yihong Courtyard in the south. It won't cost much money. You've helped me so much, I can pay you to find a girl. Can you please stop following other girls?"

Ye Feng was speechless.

This is the first time in my life that a young girl has asked me to go to her for prostitution.

Just when he didn't know how to explain, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Ye Feng, are you following me?"

Miss Mozhu stood behind Ye Feng at some point and spoke slowly.

Ye Feng shuddered and looked back, only to see Mo Zhu, with a rosy face, chewing a candied haws and looking at him curiously.

Ye Feng stood up and said, "I thought I was seeing things. You...you are really the Mozhu ghost girl? How did you get here? And, how come you've changed so much in two hours? Your face is rosy and you can even eat candied haws. Are you a resurrectionist?"

Mo Zhu said: "You are not my master, nor my husband, why should I tell you?"

Qin Luo, who had just served a large bowl of noodles to the guests, looked over here and said, "Mr. Ye, do you know this girl?"

"Yes, of course I know her. Uncle Qin, I haven't eaten yet. Give me a bowl of beef noodles and cut me a roast duck..."

Qin Luo nodded and said, "Okay, wait a minute."

Mo Zhu asked in surprise: "Ye Feng, is that greasy uncle really Qin Luo?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

“No, no, no, I heard from my ancestors that Qin Luo is a handsome man.”

"Yes, Uncle Qin was indeed the most handsome man in our Yunhai Sect. But that's all in the past. As the saying goes, the new generation replaces the old! Now I am the most handsome man in Yunhai Sect!"

Ye Feng was very curious why Mo Zhu appeared in Xianling Valley and why her body had changed so much.

But he didn't care too much.

With the help of a master like the ancestor, any bizarre and strange things will not shock Ye Feng too much.

Mo Zhu glanced at Qin Luo who was busy again, frowned slightly, and said, "Is it my taste that has changed, or is it people's taste that has changed? Even this... can he be called the most handsome man? The quality is a bit too poor."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Time is a butcher's knife. In another three hundred years, this beautiful young man of mine will probably become like this...Mo Zhu, are you hungry? How about I treat you to some noodles?"

Mo Zhu nodded immediately.

Ye Feng turned to Chen Xiaodi and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Chen Xiaodi said, "I'm not hungry."

Her answer was not that I ate, but that I wasn’t hungry…

This made Ye Feng laugh, and he said, "Uncle Qin, two more bowls of noodles, with more meat..."

"Squeak..."

Sanzhier on my shoulder screamed.

What's going on? I was watching the door for this guy for a long time. Did he forget about me? What a pervert!

Ye Feng then remembered San Zhier and said with a wry smile, "Of course I won't forget you, Uncle Qin. Add five more bowls... er, eight bowls of noodles and three roast ducks."