Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

"...Yang Xing, how are you?"

Yang Xing couldn't hear his voice at all, only felt that the person in front of him was cold and comfortable, and had a pleasant smell, so he held Yan Yufeng's hand firmly, thinking that he was wearing too much clothes, and started Pick up Yan Yufeng's clothes.

Yan Yufeng was almost in a hurry, and his usually calm and indifferent face finally showed a bit of confusion.

"...You let go first, I'll see how to cure this poison..."

Yang Xing's hand had already reached into his arms, Yan Yufeng reacted almost instantly, he couldn't bear to grab Yang Xing's hands, a red rope flew out and wrapped around his hands.

"Hmm... let go..." Yang Xing struggled a few times without breaking free, and finally regained consciousness a little bit.

Staring at the person in front of him in a daze, he probably recognized Yan Yufeng. He frowned, weakly:

"... Yan Yufeng... I... feel bad..."

Yan Yufeng helped him up, checked behind his ears, and found that there were no symptoms of Gu insects.

It seems that it is just a poison that induces lust | lust. Most of the previous Yuerong used this kind of poison to make the spiritual masters helpless to fight back.

Knowing the reason would be a good solution, he helped Yang Xing to sit up, and sat behind him himself.

A heart-purifying mantra was slowly sent into Yang Xing's body.

Yang Xing only felt that there was a gentle and comfortable air circulation circulating in the dantian, and the hotness on his body was gradually suppressed, and his consciousness became much clearer.

Feeling that it was almost done, Yan Yufeng stopped his hands and caught Yang Xing's body that fell backwards.

Just as he was about to leave the bed, he heard a cough coming from the door.

Turning his head to look, Bai Yesheng was standing at the door with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

"Cough...Sorry to bother you."

After speaking, Bai Yesheng suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Yan Yufeng stood up calmly, laid Yang Xing flat on the bed, covered the quilt, and then turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"There is an important discovery."

Bai Yesheng held a fragment of a jade bracelet in his hand.

"Look what's on it."

Yan Yufeng took it, and his face immediately became serious.

"...Revival Grass."

"That's right." Bai Yesheng said in a low voice, "The Resurrection Grass and the Spirit Grass grow together by the Biling Lake. Where did that little monster in the Tongle Square come from?"

Yan Yufeng said: "So...the culprit of the chaos in Huaiyu City is still that man in black."

"And, he has been to Biling Lake."

"...Then it seems that we really need to go to Biling Lake."

……

When Yang Xing woke up the next day, it took him a long time to vaguely remember what happened the night before.

His face immediately turned pale, and the images that flashed through his mind were all very... shameful.

"...No...I last night..."

Yang Xing thumped his head, unable to believe it.

"Did I really pick off Yan Yufeng's clothes?!"

Recalling the situation when Yan Yufeng moved away immediately when he was close to Yan Yufeng, Yang Xing felt that there was a big word "death" written on his forehead.

For the next few days, he avoided Yan Yufeng, but soon he discovered that it was unnecessary.

Because Yan Yufeng didn't seem...to be abnormal at all, and he didn't seem to care about what happened that day.

That day, when Yan Yufeng and Yang Xing were walking in the city with the broken bracelet, trying to find the trace of the man in black according to the fluctuation of spiritual power, Bai Yesheng came suddenly: "Yang Xing! Why are you still here! "

He was taken aback: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's something, Song Xian invited us to the theater."

Yang Xing's eyelids twitched when he heard the word watching an opera.

"...Did something happen again?"

Bai Yesheng blinked: "Let's go."

……

The so-called watching a play turned out to be actually coming to the theater to listen to a play.

Yang Xing was sitting in the private room on the second floor of the Liyuan, watching the actors below who were babbling and singing, feeling very bored.

There are too many ways of entertainment in modern times, and he really rarely watches "drama".

Looking at Yan Yufeng, who was sitting upright, he just felt puzzled: How did he see it?

Yang Xing's wild thoughts were interrupted by Bai Yesheng who walked in through the curtain: "Yang Xing! Eat some snacks!"

He brought a food box over, and there were many snacks on each floor.

Yang Xing concentrated his attention in an instant, picked up a mandarin duck roll, and asked while eating:

"Where did you get it? There doesn't seem to be any of these in this garden."

Bai Yesheng winked at him: "Secret."

Song Xian was sitting in the private room next door, with Mo Sanniang sitting next to him.

Mo Sanniang looked at him with a smile, "City Master Song is in a good mood today."

Song Xian chuckled, and said, "Isn't this the solution to the Tonglefang matter, and the fulfillment of a wish, so I'm happy."

"By the way, how is that little girl in your workshop doing now? I remember her name is... Shaoyao?"

Mo Sanniang laughed out loud immediately: "She, she was frightened by what happened last time, but now she has behaved herself."

"And you must recognize Mudan as your older sister, saying that men are unreliable, only sisters have sincerity, hey, it really annoys Mudan to death."

Song Xian also laughed after hearing the words: "It's really interesting."

Mo Sanniang said again: "I heard that Fang Jinhe, who is in the pear garden today, is also going to be on stage in person?"

Song Xiandao: "That's right, that's why I invited three spiritual masters to come together. Boss Fang is a famous actor. Today's show is his curtain call performance."

"Oh? According to you, Boss Fang will be..."

"That's right, he said that after singing this song, he will go back to his hometown."

Mo Sanniang seemed a little surprised: "But I never heard him talk about it?"

Song Xian was startled: "San Niang also knows Boss Fang?"

Mo Sanniang frowned slightly, and said: "I have known that Fang Jinhe for eight years, and it can be regarded as some friendship, but for some reason, since the beginning of the year, he has seldom had contact with me."

"I just heard you say that, and I realized that he is going back to his hometown. It's strange..."

"What's wrong?"

"...Fang Jin and this person are obsessed with opera, and their lifelong dream is to develop Kunqu opera."

"He once said that the day when Kunqu opera was introduced to ordinary troupes was when he left the stage."

"But now, Kunqu opera has just become popular, so why is he leaving?"

"Isn't this... unreasonable?"

Song Xian nodded when he heard the words: "It's a bit unreasonable, but everyone has his own ambitions. Maybe he's tired of the stage, but I don't know."

Mo Sanniang shook her head: "This...isn't like his style of handling things, probably because of some difficulties."

"It's just that if he doesn't open his mouth, it's not easy for me to ask."

While speaking, the audience has already played music again.

Song Xian looked down the stage and said with a smile, "Here we come."

Yang Xing was devoting himself to eating, when he suddenly heard a very mellow and long tone, he paused, and looked down the stage with everyone, only to find that the person on stage had been replaced by a Huadan in pink.

Look carefully at Hua Dan's demeanor, the phoenix eyes are full of affection, the willow eyebrows are slightly raised, and there is a romantic charm in every frown and smile.

And her figure is graceful, her sleeves are waving freely, she is full of charms, and her singing is even more mellow and sentimental, which makes the listeners mesmerized.

Yang Xing praised: "The singing is really good."

Bai Yesheng came over: "Don't you know? This is the most famous actor in Huaiyu City, named Fang Jinhe, everyone calls him Boss Fang."

It was only then that Yang Xing remembered that the actors in ancient times were all men, and this beautiful Huadan in the audience was also a man.

He sighed: "It's really good. No wonder some people like to listen to operas. It turns out that there are people who can sing so well."

Bai Yesheng smiled and said, "Yang Xing, you've caught up with the excitement. When I went to buy some dim sum, I heard people say that this is Boss Fang's last show!"

Yang Xing was surprised immediately, but what surprised him was another content, "Did you go out to buy this snack?"

Bai Yesheng was taken aback, looked at Yan Yufeng, a little embarrassed: "This...is not what I want to buy..."

Yan Yufeng's hand on the table moved suddenly, and Bai Yesheng changed his words immediately: "It's not because you like sweets, I went to buy them for you! This store has a very long queue, and I'm exhausted from waiting." !"

Yang Xing was immediately moved: "Bai Yesheng, thank you so much!"

……

While Yang Xing wasn't paying attention, he looked at Yan Yufeng, rolled his eyes, and mouthed: "Don't forget to give me what you promised!"

Yan Yufeng glanced at him, then turned to look at Yang Xing: "Do you like his song?"

Yang Xing nodded: "It sounds good, but I can't understand the content clearly."

Yan Yufeng listened carefully, and said slowly: "Cuckoos are singing red all over the green hills, and the shredded tobacco outside the tea is drunk and soft."

"Although the peony is good, how can he take advantage of the spring return..."

Bai Yesheng was a little puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Yang Xing thought about it, and felt that the content was very familiar. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "It's "The Peony Pavilion."

Yan Yufeng seemed a little surprised: "You know?"

Know, not only know, but also memorized in class.

Yang Xing apologized in his heart to the old professor who taught him this text, and then said with a smile: "I heard it before, I remember someone told me that the most classic part of this drama is the part of 'Zao Luo Robe' .”

Yan Yufeng nodded: "That paragraph is really well written."

……

Bai Yesheng scratched his head aside, looked to the left and then to the right, feeling that he really couldn't get into this conversation.

……

The performance on the stage was coming to an end. Fang Jinhe lowered his waist and threw his hands to the sides. The water sleeves followed his movements and drew an extremely elegant arc on the stage.

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Fang Jinhe made a bow to Wei Wei, turned around and walked backstage.

The moment he turned around, Yang Xing's expression moved slightly.

On Fang Jinhe Xuebai's neck, there was a crescent-shaped mark that was as red as a drop of blood. It was hidden by the costume and could not be seen normally. It happened that Yangxing was on the second floor, and with excellent eyesight, they could see it at a glance.

That was the mark left behind after being entangled by monsters.

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fixed the typo