Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

Fang Jinhe's face tightened: "Then the Zhao family... suffered retribution later."

"The family was destroyed, and no one was left alive."

Yang Xing nodded, that's right.

That Yunxian is by no means a weak actor, with his strength, I am afraid that even ten Zhao families can't match him.

But such a powerful person actually became a demon after death?

There must be many things they don't know, but unfortunately the costumes have been taken away by the men in black, and the possibility of getting them back is very small.

Then the only breakthrough...is Sun Chuanxi.

He asked again: "Boss Fang, do you know where Sun Chuanxi is now?"

Fang Jinhe shook his head: "I can't find it, and... 70 years have passed, how can he still be alive?"

……

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Bai Yesheng scratched his head irritably: "This is completely clueless!"

Yan Yufeng remained silent all this time, but now he said quietly, "Perhaps, we can find him."

Both Yang Xing and Bai Yesheng looked at him: "What?"

Yan Yufeng said: "Since ancient times, when officials change, there will be two transfer orders, one for the official, and one for the place where he worked before, as a local record."

Yang Xing's eyes brightened: "Look for Song Xian!"

……

The banquet in the City Lord's Mansion had already ended, and Song Xian was still wearing the maroon clothes in the instantly deserted hall, sitting wearily in the hall.

Seeing three people coming in, he got up and said:

"Everyone, did you find Zheng Yu?"

Yan Yufeng said: "Found it, everything is safe."

Song Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"City Lord Song, can we have a look at the dossiers of the officials of Huaiyu City?"

He was stunned for a moment: "This... it is reasonable to say that this is a confidential document, but if it can help, it is not impossible to read it."

"It's just that it's too late, why don't you all stay at my house for one night and watch it tomorrow? It's good to have a rest."

After Song Xian said this, the three realized that it was almost late at night.

Yan Yufeng nodded: "Alright."

……

Song Xian was about to lead several people to the guest room in person, but suddenly heard arguing in the yard.

A servant ran over in a panic: "Master! Ma'am!"

Looking up and seeing someone beside the master, the servant immediately shut up.

As soon as Song Xian saw him, he knew what was wrong, and immediately said, "Forgive me, everyone, I have to deal with some housework, and I will come later."

As he spoke, he hurried to the backyard.

The three of them looked at each other, and Bai Yesheng's eyes were full of gossip: "His wife and Mo Sanniang got into a fight."

Yang Xing was suddenly surprised: "You can hear this?"

"I heard it a long time ago, and I have been arguing for a long time."

Bai Yesheng tugged on Yang Xing's sleeve: "Let's go, let's watch the fun."

Yang Xing couldn't help being dragged to one side by him, "Are you so curious about other people's family affairs?"

"Go and have a look."

Yan Yufeng looked at them helplessly, and followed them silently.

The yard was in chaos, Mo Sanniang's face was flushed red, she wanted to go out but was stopped by a few servant girls.

Mrs. Jia glared at her angrily, and shouted, "You really don't know what to do, woman! As I said, you are not welcome in the City Lord's Mansion, and you still have to come here with shame!"

Mo Sanniang was also angry, and replied: "I only came here after receiving the invitation! I didn't sneak in here!"

Mrs. Jia sneered: "Invitation card? Why don't I remember that there is another invitation card for you? Can you show it for me to see?"

"The invitations have already been given to the servants at the door when they entered the door. If you don't believe me, go and look through the pile of invitations!"

"I'll turn it over? Oh, I won't turn it upside down! Don't think I don't know your little thoughts, let me tell you, even if the master marries a foot-washing maid, he won't marry someone like you!"

Song Xian just rushed over when he heard these words, and his face sank instantly.

He drank: "What nonsense!"

When Mrs. Jia saw Song Xian coming, she restrained herself a little and stopped scolding.

Mo Sanniang's eyes were red, seeing Song Xian at this moment, she sneered coldly and said: "Master Song, I can't afford to climb up to your house, and I won't come here again from now on, I hope you can do it yourself!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around resolutely, pushed away the maid beside her, and walked outside.

Song Xian was in a hurry: "San Niang stay a step!"

Mrs. Jia hurriedly grabbed him: "What are you doing! You still want to keep her?!"

……

Bai Yesheng, who was watching from the side, gave a "tsk" sound: "It's the first time I've seen such a pungent woman."

Yang Xing squinted at him: "Is your heart moving?"

Bai Yesheng followed Mrs. Jia's example and glared at him: "What are you talking about! I'm absolutely loyal to you!"

Yang Xing pushed his face away in disgust: "Get lost."

Bai Yesheng laughed twice, and said again: "But this Mo Sanniang is indeed pitiful. She came to celebrate her birthday with good intentions and was scolded by this shrew."

Yan Yufeng said suddenly, "No."

Bai Yesheng paused: "It's not what?"

Yang Xing also looked at him in surprise.

Yan Yufeng motioned everyone to look behind Mrs. Jia, and said, "Look carefully."

Yang Xing stared at Mrs. Jia for a long time, and his expression changed: "Go to the talisman?"

Unlucky Talisman, as the name suggests, is a kind of immoral charm that can remove people's luck and make people unlucky.

This spell will not hurt people, but it will make people more irritable, and eventually see everything goes wrong, irritable and provocative.

"How can there be such a thing? Doesn't this city lord's mansion have any protection?"

Bai Yesheng also became puzzled: "Yes, the protection is quite tight. If you haven't seen the formation at the main entrance, I almost couldn't come in."

Yang Xing looked at Mo Sanniang who was furious in the yard and Song Xian who was apologizing to her, and then looked at Mrs. Jia who was sneering and scolding from time to time, and said in a low voice: "Why do I think this spell is not specially given to her? of."

"What did you say?"

Yang Xing pondered and said: "I saw the magic circle that entered the door. It's very strange. It doesn't look like what ordinary spiritual masters can do, or in other words, it doesn't look like what current spiritual masters can do at all."

"It's more like...it was set up decades ago."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of a person.

Yan Yufeng understood: "You mean that the person who set up the formation also placed a lucky charm in the formation?"

"Yes, and only for... the lady of the city lord."

Speaking of which, Yang Xing was almost certain that it was that person.

But... why did he know these things?

……

Bai Yesheng had had enough of the excitement, and asked, "Why don't you help Song Xian take that talisman away? It's poor to see him in a dilemma."

Yang Xing came back to his senses, and said: "Of course I'm going, is it possible that she keeps making such noise?"

Speaking of making seals with both hands, a blue formula was gradually formed.

Yan Yufeng suddenly stretched out his hand to interrupt him, saying, "You rest, I'll come."

Yang Xing was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Yan Yufeng, and stopped moving according to Yan.

Yan Yufeng drew a few quick strokes on the air, and a red formula flew towards Mrs. Jia in an instant, melting away the fortune talisman on her body silently.

Mrs. Jia was still arguing, but suddenly she was taken aback, and then simply... fell down.

The yard suddenly became more chaotic.

Bai Yesheng wondered, "What did you do?"

Yan Yufeng: "Let her rest for a while, it's giving me a headache."

"..."

Song Xian settled Mrs. Jia well, and talked nonsense, which made Mo Sanniang calm down a little. After sending someone back to Tonglefang, he finally remembered that there were still three big Buddhas left alone.

He hurriedly ran to the hall, but found that the three of them had disappeared.

The boy at the side trembled: "They...they said to go back to the inn..."

Song Xian: "Didn't I tell you to keep them!"

The boy looked terrified: "I, I... Before I could speak, they disappeared..."

"...Forget it, let's go down."

……

The three of them went back to the inn and went back to their rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, the carriage from Song Xian's mansion arrived at the downstairs of the inn, waiting to pick them up.

Yang Xing was physically and mentally exhausted every time he finished watching the plot, he fell asleep almost half dead, and couldn't wake up at dawn.

Yan Yufeng pushed open the door and saw that he was still sleeping on the bed, with half of the quilt falling onto the blanket beside the bed.

Yang Xing was very quiet when she fell asleep, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eye sockets, her breathing was shallow, and she looked defenseless.

The weather has gradually turned cold, but Yang Xing's pajamas are still very thin, and at this moment, with the wind gushing in from the door, he is shivering a little.

Yan Yufeng immediately took a few steps forward, turned around and closed the door, walked over and picked up the quilt on the ground and covered him with gentle movements.

Wang Yangxing hangs one arm on the side of the bed, and lifts it up again, ready to stuff it back under the quilt.

When holding Yang Xing's wrist, he was slightly taken aback.

I am... what are you doing?

There was a trace of astonishment in his eyes.

When did I start acting like an old mother, delivering snacks, covering quilts, and hugging people sleeping at the table to bed?

Since when... have I cared so much about this person's every move?

Was it from the first time we met, this person tried every means to escape, or in Yan's ancient tomb, from his initial timidity to his final attack with all his strength, or when Yan's family was scolded by Cheng Yuexing and everyone chose to avoid it , this person's unexpected concern?

He has always considered himself ruthless, and never cared what the people around him thought, because no one cared about himself.

But this person broke into his life so inexplicably and unreasonably, even if he didn't know him well, he dared to ask him to accompany him to Biling Lake.

Is this person... so easy to trust anyone?

Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed, and then turned into doubts:

So...what kind of thoughts do I have...for him?

Yan Yufeng maintained the posture of holding Yang Xing's wrist, his eyes were filled with disbelief and inexplicable fear, and he was stunned just like that.

Yang Xing vaguely felt that someone was holding his hand to prevent him from turning over, he was a little dissatisfied, and slowly opened his eyes.

It is a very horrifying picture:

Yan Yufeng actually pulled his wrist and looked at him with extremely strange eyes!

Yang Xing woke up instantly: "What are you doing?"

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Author: [-] words before you realized that you like looking up to the stars?Are you being too dull? ?

Yan Yufeng: ...

Yang Xing: (smiling) Disturbed my sleep, blacked out.

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I’m so flustered, I don’t have enough manuscripts to save qwq my hand speed is too slow, and if I drag on like this, I’ll have to update it naked, in the anxious code words...