Immortal Venerable, he showed his fish tail

How did she know that he followed her all the way?

As if hearing the doubts in Jing Qishu's heart, Madam Qian smiled slightly, and said: "I have been more sensitive to my five senses since I was a child, and I can often see things that others cannot. showed up."

Jing Qishu: "..."

Emotions themselves are cheated out.

This Mrs. Qian had a mean appearance, but her words were very gentle. Jing Qishu softened his tone a little: "I saw your transaction with Yingge, do you know what the medicine pill you take is used for?"

Madam Qian's face turned pale immediately.

Jing Qishu said: "It seems that you know, then you know that this elixir can only last for two years. After two years, both you and Yingge's faces will be ruined. Not only that, after your death, your souls will not be reincarnated. His soul will be devoured by Yanhua Yao as food."

"This..." Madam Qian's face turned even paler, her body was on the verge of falling, and after a while, she supported the pillar next to her to stand firm.

"I...I don't know." Madam Qian whispered.

She really didn't know, Jing Qishu frowned: "You come with me, I can help you undo the effect of this pill."

Unexpectedly, Madam Qian took a step back: "No, no."

Jing Qishu frowned even deeper: "Even if you lose your soul after death, do you want to change your appearance with Yingge for the past two years? Just two years, is more important than your future thousands of lives?"

Madam Qian was so shocked by the news that she was speechless. Before she came back to her senses, she just shook her head vigorously, opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound, but tears fell first.

Tears flowed down the wrinkles on her face, whether she was good-looking or not, she was just a poor person who couldn't help herself.

Madam Qian raised her head and closed her eyes slightly: "No...I...I want to change, even if it's two years...I will..."

"Are you willing to do it in two years?" Jing Qishu stepped forward and said, "Two years later, will you still be able to say this calmly in front of your festering face in the mirror?"

"I..." Madam Qian froze. She cried more and more. She shook her head desperately, but could no longer utter a sound.

Jing Qishu didn't understand, she didn't look happy, why did she have to make such a deal with a guaranteed loss?

Madam Qian finally made up her mind, closed her eyes, and said cruelly: "Prince Immortal, you came with me just to tell me about this matter, you are a good person, but I... you go, this deal, is it right?" The two of us voluntarily! Even if we know the result, we are willing."

After saying this, she turned around and went into the next room, shutting Jing Qishu out.

The result was far beyond Jing Qishu's expectation, he stood at the door for a long time, but he still didn't recover.

Suddenly, Jing Qishu caught a glimpse of a hem of clothes appearing in the corner, turned his head to look, but saw Hengrong standing there, looking at him quietly.

There was no smile on Heng Rong's face, Jing Qishu felt even more uncomfortable being watched by him indifferently.

I always feel that Heng Rong is here to see me having fun.

He didn't know who he was angry with, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked out of Qian's mansion.

Mrs. Qian did reject him, but there was Yingge. Is Yingge willing to continue this deal that is doomed to lose?

……

Jing Qishu went directly to Yingge's room, and he entered through the wall without disturbing anyone.

Yingge opened the door and entered the room, and saw Jing Qishu standing in the room, she was surprised, but not too surprised.

Jing Qishu said: "You seem to have already guessed that someone will come looking for you."

Yingge nodded, closed the door softly, and said softly: "Yesterday, a young man in black came to listen to me playing the piano. He said he wanted to redeem me and asked me if I was willing. I knew he was here to test me. , My mother also told me just now that there are two sons waiting for me in the room, and when I came back, they were not there."

Counting the time, when the two young masters were waiting for her in the room, it happened to be the time when she brought Mrs. Qian back to the room, and their conversation might have been overheard.

After listening to Yingge's words, Jing Qishu let out a long sigh: "You are all smart people, each of you is smarter than the other, why do you have to make such a loss-making deal."

But Yingge said: "How can it be considered a loss? How can it be considered a loss? Madam Qian wants to be beautiful and beautiful, and I want money. We exchange things we don't need for what we want. How can this be considered a loss?"

Jing Qishu told about the saliva, Yingge was taken aback, but did not show a panic expression, but said slowly: "You also said that after death, the soul is swallowed by monsters. For me, the moment of death , my life is over, what happens after death has anything to do with me now?"

Jing Qishu frowned: "But the time for you to exchange is only two years. After two years, both of your faces will fester."

Yingge smiled: "That's Madam Qian's loss, after all, my appearance has been changed, and the money will not disappear."

What Yingge said actually made sense, Jing Qishu was speechless for a moment.

Yingge laughed again: "Master is a good person, he doesn't underestimate my identity as a firework girl, and told me about this matter, Yingge appreciates the kindness."

Jing Qishu thought, I'm not here to get a good person card, what's the use of you just giving me a good person card?

As Heng Rong said, neither of them would change the deal, and it was really boring to make money by themselves.

Maybe he shouldn't be angry with Heng Rong, Heng Rong is right.

Jing Qishu was extremely depressed, and was about to bid farewell to Yingge, when there was a knock on the door, Yingge suddenly became vigilant: "Who?"

An all-too-familiar voice came from outside the door: "Miss Yingge, it's me."

It's Hengrong.

Jing Qishu adjusted his stance uncomfortably, Yingge went to the door to open it, and after a while, Hengrong came in, he took a look at Jing Qishu first, and Jing Qishu turned his head away.

Shark is really angry.

Hengrong smiled, then turned to Yingge and said, "I want to take Miss Yingge to meet someone. After meeting this person, maybe you will change your mind."

Yingge hesitated, looked at Hengrong, then at Jing Qishu, and finally nodded in agreement.

When going out, Yingge walked in front and Jing Qishu followed Yingge.

When he reached the door, Heng Rong followed. He seemed to be waiting for Jing Qishu on purpose. Jing Qishu originally planned to ignore him, but when he saw him approaching, he couldn't hold back: "Didn't you leave? Why are you coming back?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that his tone was not right, so he frowned, and before Heng Rong could answer, he took two quick steps, staggering away from Heng Rong.

Heng Rong laughed, and followed quickly.

Hengrong prepared well, and greeted the mother in the building in advance, asking Yingge to send a note, and her mother thoughtfully prepared the carriage.

After getting into the car, Yingge asked, "Where are we going?"

Heng Rong said: "Hengwen Academy."

Hearing this name, Yingge fell silent, Jing Qishu glanced at Heng Rong, and Heng Rong smiled at him.

Jing Qishu quickly turned his head away.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of Hengwen Academy, Heng Rong did not let Yingge get out of the car, but lifted the curtain to let her look out. He probably missed the time on purpose. When Yingge looked out, the back door of the academy happened to be blocked. Push it away, and a scholar came out from inside.

Beside him was a petite woman, and the two were close to each other with an intimate posture.

Seeing this scene, Yingge froze, and the blood on her face faded instantly.

Hengrong said: "I know that you traded money with Mrs. Qian to help him go to Beijing for the exam, but is such a person really worth your beauty and future life for him?"

Yingge's hand holding the car curtain trembled slightly, she watched the two people leave the alley with their arms, and then she closed the car curtain.

The car was terribly quiet. Jing Qishu didn't expect that there was such a secret behind the transaction between Yingge and Madam Qian. He thought of Madam Qian's pale face with tears streaming down her cheeks. Did she, like Yingge, have to do something? Difficulties?

I don't know anything.

The silence in the car engulfed everyone, except for Heng Rong who looked at ease, Jing Qishu wanted to be angry but had no position to be angry, he suffocated himself half to death.

At this time, Yingge finally spoke, she didn't cry, but her voice became hoarse: "This matter...let me think about it carefully."

Hengrong said: "Forgive me, the yaohuayao is an evil thing. You and Mrs. Qian are ordinary mortals, and you will never have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of thing. Someone must be tempted to trade with you. This place is still in the way of heaven." Within the jurisdiction of the League, this fairy elder and I are both members of the Heavenly Dao League, so if you see it, you can’t ignore it, whether you like it or not.”

Yingge was silent for a while, then smiled like crying: "Yes, I know."

She turned to look at Jing Qishu: "This fairy is a good man, he doesn't want to force me, I accept this favor."

She turned to Jing Qishu, then turned to Heng Rong and said: "Yesterday you said that you live in the inn next door, I've made up my mind, and I will send someone to deliver a letter to you."

"Okay." Hengrong got up: "This carriage is as beautiful as a brocade, you can go back right away, I have other things to do with the immortal chief."

Jing Qishu didn't speak the whole time, Heng Rong made arrangements for him clearly.

The two said goodbye to Yingge, got out of the car, and found that there was fine snow falling outside, and the snowflakes fell on Jing Qishu's shoulders, blending with his white clothes.

Hang Rong stood by and looked at him, with a faint smile on his face, and whispered: "Isn't Venerable still angry?"

Jing Qishu was choked, and said bluntly, "No."

"Really?" There was a smile in his tone.

Jing Qishu paused, turned his head to look at Hengrong: "If you want to laugh at me, just laugh."

Heng Rong said: "How could that be?"

Jing Qishu has already given up on himself: "Anyway, I just did some useless things, stupid and stupid to make people laugh..."

He didn't know anything about Yingge and Madam Qian, but he got a fever and thought he could stop it.

If Heng Rong hadn't come to the rescue, he didn't know what would happen afterwards.

Maybe it's too early to scare the snake, but it hasn't achieved its goal yet.

Heng Rong interrupted him: "It's not a useless thing."

"What?" The words were said so quickly and softly that Jing Qishu couldn't hear them clearly.

Heng Rong coughed lightly: "If you didn't insist, I wouldn't care."

Jing Qishu heard this sentence, but didn't understand it, so he asked again: "What do you mean?"

Heng Rong shook her head: "It's nothing, do you want to visit Madam Qian again? She seems to be more eager to make a deal with Yingge."

Heng Rong walked forward, but Jing Qishu stared at his back in a daze.

What did the servant mean by that sentence just now?

Does that mean that he has his own credit for changing Yingge's mind?

Without his insistence, Hengrong would not have inquired about Yingge's affairs. After seven days, the two people's faces were exchanged, and their fate could no longer be rewritten.

The author has something to say: When I write the article, I actually have a small theater and a small joke, and I want to show it to you in the composition.

But because it was in the manuscript box when the article was posted, several days have passed.

Then I forgot... forgot... forgot...