Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

Yang Xing was startled when he heard the words, he knew his name?

And from his tone, it was clear that he had known himself for a long time.

Yang Xing lowered his eyes, searched for the figure of this person in Sikong Yangxing's memory, and soon got the answer.

He raised his head clearly: "It's you."

Yingla looked happy: "You really remember me."

Yang Xing walked into the main hall, found a place to sit down casually, and said in a relaxed tone, "Remember, the one I threw into the well."

Yingluck's expression froze instantly, and the other two people present were also taken aback.

Zheng Meilan reacted very quickly and quickly restrained her smile. Only Taya looked at Yingla in surprise: "Brother, there is such a thing? Why didn't you tell me?"

Yingla was so outstanding, she was easy to find in Sikong Yangxing's memory, but it was not a pleasant memory. At that time, Sikong Yangxing was only in his teens, but his eyebrows had already shown stunning looks. After a mission, she went out to practice and met Yingluck who came to do business with her father. Yingluck regarded him as a girl and pestered him to marry her when she grew up, but was caught by the angry Sikong Yangxing and thrown into the well. I drank a lot of water when I fished it out, and my stomach became round.

After that, he didn't dare to provoke Sikong Yangxing again, but he still sent several letters every year without giving up, even though Sikong Yangxing didn't read them once, they just burned them.

……

Yingla's expression froze for a long time before returning to normal. He glanced at his curious sister, and Taya, who was looking straight at him, stopped asking questions, and then looked at Yang Xing with a smile: "It seems that you still remember it quite clearly, but my I didn't know you were a man at the time, after all, you are so beautiful..."

A blue sword shadow hung over Yingla's head, forcing him to quickly change the subject: "But I'm glad to see you again."

Yang Xing looked at me unhappy, sat on the chair and didn't reply.

Zheng Meilan said: "Yingla, did you come here just to find Mr. Sikong?"

Yingla didn't seem to care about Zheng Meilan's concealment from him just now, and said: "Patriarch Zheng, in fact, our business is not due to the Cao family."

Zheng Meilan looked at him, feeling a faint premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Yingla smiled and said, "It's just that if you can get Sikong Yangxing to take off the mask, I will consider cooperating with your Zheng family."

Before Yang Xing could speak, Zheng Meilan had already laughed: "Then I'm afraid...you will be disappointed."

"Oh?" Yingla was slightly surprised that she refused so decisively?

Zheng Meilan was still laughing, but there was no trace of a smile in her voice: "Young Master Sikong is a distinguished guest of my Zheng family, I will not force him to do anything, and I am not willing to make him suffer any trouble for us."

"It's fine if we can't do this business. My Zheng family's goods are never worried about selling, and it's not because of you."

Yang Xing listened quietly, not knowing what to think for a while.

The picture of his mother in his memory was too vague, and it was the illusion in the forest of illusions that made him a lot more impressed. Zheng Meilan, who was protecting him wholeheartedly at this moment, was too similar to the mother who was holding him in the illusion. He watched silently. Looking at Zheng Meilan, she didn't say a word.

Seeing her resolute attitude and Yang Xing ignoring him all the time, Yingla sighed regretfully and got up to leave.

Taya hurriedly got up and followed him, wondering as she walked, "Brother, are we leaving like this?"

Yingla looked back at Yangxing, and said with a low smile, "We will meet again."

……

Seeing that the two of them had stepped out of the gate of Zheng's house, Zheng Meilan sent the guests back, hurried to the main hall, and saw Yang Xing was still sitting there in a daze.

Zheng Meilan's expression was a bit serious: "Yang Xing, have you ever had any enmity with them?"

Yang Xing thought about the well: "It's sort of."

Zheng Meilan frowned suddenly: "Be careful, they don't look easy to deal with."

Yang Xing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and took out two things from his arms, "You take this."

Zheng Meilan took it and found that it was two small paper packages.

"I made this to avoid spirits. With this, ordinary spirits will not approach you again."

Zheng Meilan held the paper bag carefully, with guilt on her face: "You have helped us so much, I really don't know how to thank you."

Yang Xing: "You don't need to thank me. It should be done. By the way, inform all the members of the Zheng family. Before coming to the ancestral hall tomorrow night, remember to be everyone."

Before Zheng Meilan had time to think about the meaning of his sentence "should be done", she was attracted by the latter sentence: "What did you ask them to do?"

Yang Xing smiled, with a playful arc on the corner of his mouth: "Look for the person behind the scenes."

Zheng Meilan's expression was shocked, and she began to think.

……

In the evening of the next day, several outhouses of the Zheng family appeared in the Zheng family one after another. Yang Xing asked Zheng Meilan to emphasize the importance of this family sacrifice, so almost all the members of the Zheng family came.

A young and gorgeous woman stood aside dissatisfied, and asked, "It's not a serious day today, why do you want to sacrifice suddenly?"

A woman next to him echoed: "Yes, the letter was sent early in the morning. My family was going to Huaiyu City to do business, but they were blocked, and the loss was quite a lot!"

Zheng Meilan was dressed in plain white with a solemn expression. She listened to the conversation of these people coldly. They clearly didn't take themselves seriously. They were wearing pink clothes, their makeup was only slightly lighter, and their words were all right. own doubts.

Just as she was about to speak, the door of the ancestral hall creaked behind her and was pulled open from inside.

Yang Xing, dressed in black and holding a long sword, walked out slowly.

Everyone fell silent, looking at the young man in black with a sword, even with a mask on his face, everyone could see the coldness in his light blue eyes, coupled with his demeanor, people couldn't help but surrender I didn't even dare to look directly at him.

Seeing that they were quiet, Yang Xing put away the spiritual energy that had been deliberately scattered, and glanced at Zheng Meilan, Zheng Meilan understood, and said, "I invite everyone to come today, but it's not actually for sacrifice."

When everyone heard this, they all looked up at Zheng Meilan.

She didn't rush: "Everyone knows that two months ago, after the Zheng family sacrificed, my husband suddenly became seriously ill, and he hasn't recovered yet."

"I thought it was because the heavens didn't want to pity me, but I didn't know until this young master came yesterday..." Zheng Meilan's tone turned cold, "It turned out that someone wanted to harm me!"

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, everyone's expression was incredulous, their gazes flicked between Yang Xing and Zheng Meilan, not sure if what they said was true or not.

"Sister Mei Lan," a younger girl said, "I hear what you mean... so some of us cast some kind of sorcery?"

A tall, thin middle-aged man frowned and said, "This kind of magic is something we can easily come into contact with. Mei Lan, did you make a mistake?"

"That's right," said the gorgeous woman who was serving just now, "We don't have that ability, nor do we have the intention to harm others."

Zheng Meilan didn't look at her, but her voice gradually became colder: "Don't doubt it, whether it's true or not, you'll find out later, I called everyone here today, just to let everyone come to be a witness, to see what it is, dare to be here My Zheng family is causing trouble, let's see who it is, who has such vicious intentions and wants to put my husband to death!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Meilan looked at Yang Xing and bowed respectfully: "My lord, please start."

She deliberately did not call Yang Xing's name, and only called him son, in order not to let everyone know Yang Xing's true identity.

Yang Xing nodded, did not draw his sword, and raised the sword with his right hand, but everyone consciously took a few steps back.

A blue ray of light suddenly came out from the scabbard, turned around, and hit the ancestral hall directly. A sharp scream suddenly came from the ancestral hall, and the sound made everyone present feel their scalps go numb.

A black shadow suddenly sprang out from the ancestral hall and rushed towards the crowd.

Everyone screamed and avoided, but gradually realized that the black shadow was not coming towards them, but had been chasing a middle-aged man.The middle-aged man turned pale with fright, and ran away while screaming, for fear of being chased by that black shadow.

"Help! Help! Help me!"

Yang Xing watched for a long time with his sword in his arms. He felt that he had seen enough, so he quickly stepped forward, and with a kick, he suddenly jumped behind the middle-aged man. The sword was unsheathed, and a very bright light flashed. The black shadow was split in two and disappeared screaming in the air.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt that the pressure behind him was greatly reduced, and he took a breath and turned around, but was froze in place by the scene behind him: the masked youth just jumped behind him, but he didn't land on the ground, just stood there in the air, with the tip of his sword pointed at him Between the eyebrows!

With a "plop", the middle-aged man fell to the ground. The long-term psychological pressure and the impact of the youth gave him a complete breakdown, and he shouted: "Yes... I did it! Great Immortal, Immortal, please forgive me!" !"

Yang Xing retracted his sword indifferently, landed lightly, turned and left the ancestral hall without looking at the person lying on the ground.

Everyone didn't react. The figure of the young man standing in the air just now gave them a great shock. At this moment, the figure of the young man suddenly disappeared, and everyone came back to their senses, and they all exclaimed:

"Just now... who was that just now!"

"No! It's not a human! It's a fairy!"

"It's really a fairy! I can see clearly, he can fly!"

Everyone knelt down in the direction Yang Xing left, and the women who had just laughed at Zheng Meilan turned blue with regret, and looked at Zheng Meilan with a little more fear in their eyes.

……

Yang Xing walked to the back door of Zheng's house, took the package from the servant, and was about to leave. At this moment, a figure rushed over: "Yang Xing!"

He turned his head and saw Zheng Xiansheng walking slightly panting, he frowned immediately: "You are not fully recovered yet, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Zheng Xiansheng calmed down his breath, and said with a smile: "You didn't tell me you were leaving. Fortunately, Lan'er reminded me so that I could catch up with you. It's just that she still has to deal with those things in the ancestral hall. The way to come here in person."

Yang Xing shook her head: "You don't need to give it to me, I have seen these clothes, they are very beautiful, thank her for me."

Zheng Xiansheng shook his head: "It's just clothes. If it wasn't for the fear that it won't fit, she would like to make you all the clothes for all seasons of the year."

After saying this with a smile, his voice lowered, and his eyes were a bit sad: "In the future...if you have time, come back and have a look, the door of the Zheng family will always be reserved for you."

Yang Xing looked at him seriously and said, "...OK."

……

After persuading Zheng Xiansheng away, Yang Xing got into the carriage and left the city all the way. He told the coachman to drive southeast, and leaned tiredly on the carriage, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

In fact, it didn't need to be so troublesome just now, but he wanted to impress those Zheng family members, so he used the Wind Control Technique very artificially. The good thing is that those people probably won't dare to underestimate Zheng Meilan anymore. Tian already consumed too much spiritual power, if he didn't cultivate himself, he might become the first spiritual master in history who exhausted his spiritual power just to pretend.

Just as he was thinking, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Yang Xing became irritable in an instant, there was no end to it, why did it happen one after another!

He raised his eyes to look at the cloth curtain in front of the carriage, a slender hand stretched in, gently raised the curtain, revealing the deep face of the person outside the carriage.

Yingla stared at him with a smile: "Sikong Yangxing, what a coincidence, we meet again."

A long sword quickly flew out of the carriage and stabbed straight at Yingla!

The author has something to say:

No, such intermittent codewords are completely inconsistent with the plot, stop for a while, now I am away from home, and I will change it when I come back.

I didn’t procrastinate without changing qwq, I brought my computer out, but I only have one hour of coding time every day, plus reading the outline and the previous article, the progress is really too slow, I only wrote a chapter today and yesterday, and the writing is also very bad... Doubt about life...