Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

Yan Yufeng woke up suddenly, and let go of his hand like an electric shock.

Yang Xing didn't react, his arm dropped instantly, and hit the wooden board beside the bed hard.

"Well!"

"...Yan Yufeng, why are you so crazy in the morning!"

Yan Yufeng looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Yang Xing rubbed his arms, sat up, his long hair was disheveled, and his expression sullen: "I haven't offended you recently, why did you come to my room to be scary!"

Yan Yufeng took two steps back silently, and said: "...the carriage from Song Xian's mansion is here, we have to go there."

Yang Xing glanced out the window, only to realize that it was already bright outside, and said "Oh", "Got it, you go out first!"

He glared at Yufeng again: "In the future, when you enter my room, knock on the door first!"

"..."

……

Yang Xing quickly changed his clothes, pulled his long hair casually, and tied it into a neat ponytail. Without Rou Rou's help, his dress would be as simple as possible.

Both Yan Yufeng and Bai Yesheng were downstairs, and Bai Yesheng wondered, "What are you doing in the room, I seem to hear you guys arguing?"

"You heard wrong."

"...Really?" Bai Yesheng was still about to ask, when he saw Yang Xing walking out.

"Yang Xing! Why did you come out?"

Yang Xing glanced at the black figure and said, "Let's go."

The three got into the carriage and sat down separately.

Bai Yesheng felt that the quietness in the carriage was a bit strange. He glanced at Yang Xing next to him, and then at Yan Yufeng opposite him, and held back his desire to speak a few times.

This calm continued until they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Song Xian was still waiting at the door with a smile on his face, as if the man who was so worried that his face almost turned into an orange peel last night was not him, but he could still see a black circle under his eye sockets.

Bai Yesheng said in a low voice: "Then Mrs. Jia must have done something wrong when she woke up. Look at him, he obviously hasn't slept all night."

Yang Xing was getting off the carriage when he heard that he elbowed Bai Yesheng: "Hold down!"

Song Xian greeted him with a smile: "The three of you have worked hard. I have asked my servants to clean the warehouse. Come with me."

……

This is a slightly messy warehouse, and there are still traces of water splashing on the ground, which can be seen that it has just been cleaned.

There are rows of wooden shelves in the warehouse, about two meters high, which look very old, exuding a musty smell and the rotten smell of wood for a long time.

Song Xian walked to the innermost bookshelf: "It's been too long, it's hard to find, it should be on this shelf."

Yang Xing took a cursory glance, the books on this shelf had really been there for some years, and even the covers had turned yellow.

Bai Yesheng didn't dislike it, and started to search directly.

The three of them rummaged for a long time among a pile of antique books that would have fallen apart if they touched them, and finally found the transfer records of previous officials.

"Here, here," Bai Yesheng said excitedly, "I finally found Sun Chuanxi, it says that he was transferred from Huaiyu City..."

Bai Yesheng's eyes widened suddenly.

"No record."

Bai Yesheng was shocked for a long time, "Where did he go without writing the tune?"

Yang Xing read the passage again, although he didn't understand some words, but he could understand the general meaning, "...I didn't write it."

"……how can that be possible?"

Song Xian heard the movement and came over: "Found it?"

Seeing the records in the book, he was also taken aback, "Why didn't you write it? This is unreasonable."

Yang Xing had a headache: "This is really difficult, the clue I finally found is broken again."

Yan Yufeng answered calmly, "It's really strange, unless..."

Yang Xing was hooked by him and asked, "Unless what?"

A smile flashed in Yan Yufeng's eyes, and he said, "Unless he's not transferred."

Bai Yesheng wondered: "Isn't it a transfer? Then where did he go? It's a serious crime for an official to leave without a reason."

"Perhaps, there is something else hidden in this matter." Yan Yufeng paused for a while, and then said: "If he left 72 years ago, as far as I know, there was a turmoil that year."

Yang Xing looked at him: "What turmoil?"

Yan Yufeng looked at Yang Xing's face, his expression was serious, as if he had completely forgotten what happened in the morning.

Seemingly calmed down, Yan Yufeng felt relieved, and said in a low voice, "A few years ago, I passed Jinfo Mountain, and I heard the ghosts in the mountain say that 70 years ago, there was a big purge in the imperial court."

"Cleaning?" Bai Yesheng was a little puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Yang Xing suddenly understood.

Gang struggles, court turmoil, once two larger forces are formed, they will continue to fight until one side wins a complete victory, and then conduct a thorough reshuffle of the officials involved. This has been the case throughout the ages.

In this kind of struggle, if you stand in the right camp, you will be prosperous, but if you stand on the wrong side, you will be lost forever.

There are many talented people who have withdrawn from such cruel gang struggles, and their fate is dismal.

Perhaps, Sun Chuanxi was also the loser, so he left in a hurry.

He didn't take Yunxian away because he was afraid of hurting him, and the agreement with the local forces was also to ensure that even if he was not around, Yunxian could be protected to the maximum extent...

Thinking of this, Yang Xing felt that something was wrong. Sun Chuanxi didn't seem like the kind of person who was enthusiastic about fame. From the fact that the people in Huaiyu City still miss him, it can be seen that he is a good official who does things for the people.

How could such a person not choose to remain neutral, but to participate in that kind of struggle?

Yan Yufeng obviously thought of this too, he and Yang Xing looked at each other and said, "There must be something hidden in it that we don't know about."

"And I'm just guessing, it may not be true."

That's what they said, but they also understand that there is no news for 70 years, which means it is not auspicious.

"Then what should we do now?" Bai Yesheng squatted down in distress, with his chin resting on his hand, his eyes showed a rare bit of confusion, "I can't find it after looking for it, there is no way for us to wait like this."

"Biling Lake will open in 20 days."

These words made Yang Xing suddenly realize that they had stayed in Huaiyu City for more than a month.

"How long does it take to get to Biling Lake from here?"

Yan Yufeng: "Starting from Huaiyu City, passing through Huaiyang and Wushang, the Misty Forest is [-] miles west of Wushang City. Calculated by the fastest speed, it will take us about [-] days to reach the Misty Forest."

Sixteen days, the halfway may not be smooth, the Biling Lake is only after walking through the misty forest, and the misty forest itself is full of obstacles, making it extremely difficult to cross.

In other words, if they don't start again, maybe they won't be able to catch up with the day when Biling Lake is open.

Yang Xing sighed slightly annoyed: "...we can't delay anymore, we have to go."

Bai Yesheng comforted: "Thinking about the good, the man in black may not want to hurt Yunxian. When he snatched the clothes, I tried to snatch them several times, but he avoided them very carefully."

Yang Xing was taken aback: "You mean he is very protective of that dress?"

"Yes."

Yang Xing fell into deep thought, and there were many doubts in his mind. He even had an intuition that everything that happened since he came here was connected.

But what is this connection, what is the relationship between the man in black and the Yan family, and Yunxian, but he has no idea at all. He feels like a puppet being led away. .

Song Xian listened quietly for a long time, and finally asked: "Are you going to Biling Lake? It's dangerous there."

"Some reasons to have to go."

"...Forget it," Song Xian took out a jade token from his pocket, and handed it to Yan Yufeng, "There is no feast that lasts forever, if you need my help, Song will definitely help me."

"Thank you, City Lord Song."

Yan Yufeng accepted the jade token and said to Yang Xing, "I'll go to Liyuan and explain the situation to Fang Jinhe in a while, and we'll set off for Huaiyang early tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Fang Jinhe didn't show any disappointment in their reply. Maybe he knew that there was little hope of getting them back, but he decided not to leave and stayed in Huaiyu City to continue running the troupe.

……

The three of them packed their luggage that night and were ready to leave early the next morning.

As soon as they walked to the door of the inn, they saw two people standing side by side, it was Song Xian and Mo Sanniang.

The three of them looked at each other, wondering in the same way: They made up so quickly after making such an ugly mess the day before?

Mo Sanniang smiled brightly: "I heard that you are leaving, so I'm here to see you off."

After all, Bai Yesheng was straightforward and asked directly: "San Niang, you and Song City Lord..."

Mo Sanniang lowered her head and smiled, but the smile was a little shy.

Song Xian laughed very happily: "It's strange to say that Madam woke up at noon yesterday, as if she was a different person, and came to the door with a gift to apologize to Mo Sanniang..."

Yang Xing was slightly taken aback, it turned out that there was no talisman, and Mrs. Jia was also a reasonable person.Now it seems that the matter between Song Xian and Mo Sanniang should be interesting.

He chuckled and said, "Congratulations."

Song Xian thanked, and said again: "I have prepared the carriage for you, take care of you three."

Yan Yufeng: "Take care."

……

The three of them got into the carriage, Bai Yesheng and Yan Yufeng took turns sitting in the front to drive the horses, while Yang Xing fought against the damn motion sickness all the way.

He almost collapsed: "I must study how to fly!"

……

It only took the three of them five days to arrive at Huaiyang City. This capital is more prosperous than Huaiyu City, and the gates of the city are almost filled with businessmen coming and going.

Without time to stay, they quickly passed Huaiyang City and continued westward.

After Huaiyang City is Wushang City, the three of them need to pass through the city first, and then go out through the south gate.

The street planning of Wushang City is very regular. A city is divided into squares of the same size by countless streets, and the market is also demarcated in different squares.

Looking at this pattern, Yang Xing thought that the people who built the city at the beginning must have had a relatively serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

……

This trip should not be too ostentatious, the three of them stopped the carriage and found a remote inn to rest.

Yang Xing felt something was wrong all the way, now that he entered the inn, he finally knew what was wrong.

Too many people.

In other words, there are too many spiritual masters.

Since entering the city, I have met countless spiritual masters. These people are holding various magic weapons and scattered in every corner of the city. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice them.

Why are there so many spiritual masters in the small Wushang City, are they all here for Biling Lake?

And now, in the lobby on the first floor of the inn, there are also a group of people sitting full, all dressed as guards, with knives at their waists, looking very alert.

Seeing the three people stepping in at this moment, they immediately focused on the three of them.

Yang Xing felt that he was being watched with unprecedented enthusiasm, as if he walked a few steps forward, and these people were about to draw their swords.