no soul

Feng Ruhui's blue eyes turned to Lin Hong,

The knife-like lips pursed into a line neither sad nor happy, he nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Boss Lin is reliable."

——This mixed-race giant almost monopolized the porcelain industry in the Jiangnan area.A lot of high-quality porcelain was transported to the capital and was loved by dignitaries.

He Machengquan has the reputation of "wind porcelain horse silk".

Feng Ruhui was born before his age, his father was from the Central Plains, and his mother was a bought Orchid.No one knows what kind of tricks this mixed-blood from millet used to inherit his father's mantle in a legitimate way.

At the beginning of the succession, there was a lot of sarcasm and abuse, but he used amazing methods to make the family-owned porcelain industry flourish and expand a lot of scale.Over time, doubts disappeared and voices of praise arose everywhere.

Feng Ruhui is taciturn, and is famous for only looking at benefits and not friendship.He can cooperate with Lin Hong, which shows that it is indeed profitable, which made many businessmen present silent about it, and they have their own ghosts.

Speaking of which, the cooperation between Lin Hong and Feng Ruhui started from the day when his Jiangnan Branch was built.

It was a rainy night when the new store was completed.The tall man watched Changying Escort Bureau stop for a long time in the rain, surrounded by servants holding umbrellas for him.

Lin Hong came out of the shop, raised his eyes and noticed him.Leaning against the door panel, he asked loudly, "Is the distinguished guest here to discuss business?"

The tall figure did not answer him, silent and still.

It took a long time before he came out of the rain, step by step, raising the rain on the ground.

Standing still in front of him, lowering a pair of blue eyes to look at him, the voice is as cool as this autumn rain, "Talk."

Finally, the deal was done.

Lin Hong made a deposit for him a few times, and casually mentioned the business in Qidu, but Feng Ruhui also agreed, and the business cooperation has continued to this day.

Feng's family also has some face in Qidu, which has dragged Feng Ruhui's blessing, and the business in Qidu is booming.Lin Hong dared to talk about it at this table today.

"Boss Youfeng's words are enough." Lin Hong smiled at him, stood up, and saluted him.

He looked at the other five people in the main seat, swept over dozens of pairs of eyes from the guests looking at him, and cupped his hands and said, "Pengmen is waiting for all the bosses at any time. At that time, I will definitely greet you."

"Ms. Lin will take my leave first, everyone Haihan." Lin Hong saluted and turned to leave.

I don't know when the sound of silk and bamboo will end, the banquet is too quiet at this moment.

The people at the banquet were flushed with drunkenness, staggered here and there, and their clothes were disheveled, but this jade-faced cunning businessman, with his snow-white fur smearing the floor, and long hair like ink, came straight and went straight, without any mess.

Zhuli Shuyu raised the teacup to his lips, chuckled, "Interesting."

"Boss, are you okay!" Zhao Ganglong shouted loudly.

Lin Hong tugged at the shawl that had slipped a little, and stood at the door of the Xueyinhan Building, feeling speechless.

"I said..." Lin Hong pursed his lips, "What are you a bunch of people doing to beat someone at the door..."

Standing in front of him were more than a dozen tall and thin people, all armed with knives and swords, staring angrily at the tall buildings in front of them.

It looks like a group of arhats are coming to kick the restaurant, standing in front of this building is really attracting everyone's attention.

"They didn't bully you, did they?" Zhao Ganglong pulled Lin Hong and looked hard, trying to show him a hole.With that posture, I'm afraid that if Lin Hong's clothes are a little torn, he will also kill him.

"It's all right for me to come alone." Lin Hong said so, but in fact he felt very warm in his heart.

"That's not going to work!" Zhao Ganglong shouted loudly, "The ghost knows what these clowns are going to do!"

The sound shook Jiuxiao.

Lin Hong suddenly had a headache.

"How's the situation?" Tu Hongxue looked at Lin Hong.

Lin Hong stretched, smiled and patted him on the shoulder and walked forward, "Get ready to pick up the guests."

"Why did you pick up the guests? You, Grandpa Zhao, I am selling my art but not my body!"

Cang Lang laughed unceremoniously, "Who will buy it?"

Lin Hong's appearance at the banquet made him known to many merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, but everyone kept silent on the matter almost tacitly, and no rumors spread in the city.

The Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce has curbed the vicious competition on the surface, but in fact the competition and comparison have never disappeared, and these merchants are secretly competing.

Now it is a fact that Lin Hong is at odds with the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, but it is also a fact that he has given a big deal. Everyone is thinking about it, calculating carefully, and weighing the pros and cons.

The best hunters are always the silentest lurkers.

Therefore, behind the silence are the invitation cards stacked on Lin Hong's desk.

Lin Hong cooperates with Feng Ruhui, but confronts Ma Chengquan and disagrees with Li Ridong. The attitudes of the other three big bosses are secretive. Now those businessmen can't measure the relationship between Lin Hong and Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, so it is too blatant to openly come to the door, but Businessmen with a keen sense of smell always flock to profits, so they chose a compromise method-invite Lin Hong to their residence.

If there is a business for Lin Hong, it is understandable to let him go there by himself.

As the sun sets, the streets of Jiangxiang become less crowded, and everyone is packing up their shops and preparing to go home.

Cooking smoke is curling up, and the aroma of rice is overflowing.

Lin Hong walked through the market alone with the invitation in his arms.

The merchants who closed the stalls greeted each other;

The old man selling candied haws gave the last bunch to the children who were playing with mud. The man yelled at him to thank the old man, and the old man waved away;

The girls who wash the gauze come back laughing;

The woman took back the quilt that was hung up in the morning...

Lin Hong was also a little sleepy infected by the lazy atmosphere at dusk.

For no reason, his eyes suddenly turned blood red!Numerous pictures flashed quickly - ancient houses, dozens of pairs of feet swaying in mid-air, running figures, blurred portraits, people curled up under the table, prying eyes in front of the windows...

Too fast, too much, too complicated...

Lin Hong stopped in his tracks.

Shouts and laughter echoed in his ears, causing a splitting headache!

The blood is still surging.

Fear swept over like a huge wave, overwhelming the sky.

Lin Hong was a little out of breath...

Suddenly, a force grabbed his upper arm, and the place where it met was scorching hot. The steady force almost made him feel pain, but inexplicably reduced his fear and bewilderment in half.

"Lin Qingquan!"

"Lin Hong!"

The blood red faded, and Lin Hong looked into a scorching abyss—it was as obscure as the night, it was as cold as a sword's light, and it was a wildfire in the mountains that was about to start a prairie fire.

It is the sharpest blade wrapped in the softest velvet.

It is ink-like eyebrows.

Handsome.

Lin Hong's mind suddenly went blank.

Seeing Lin Hong looking straight at him, Wan Guchuan looked away with lowered eyes, and let go of his hands.

After a while, he looked at him again, the emotions in his eyes were completely suppressed, "Have you recovered?"

After asking this question, Lin Hong really came back to his senses, his heart was flustered, his eyes suddenly moved away from his face, and fell on his chest, inexplicably remembered Duan Yu's "chest" sentence in the peak, and suddenly glanced away , my mind was a mess.

What's the situation... He said in a daze, "You... why are you here?"

Wan Guchuan's eyes were fixed on him, "It seems that he hasn't woken up yet."

Lin Hong reacted...

This... comes in again...

Although the surrounding area is still a bustling market, it is no longer the street market just now in the south of the Yangtze River.

"What happened just now?" Wan Guchuan asked him.

As soon as this was mentioned, Lin Hong remembered the feeling just now, and he felt terrified, "I don't know very well, some things flashed through my mind in a mess."

"Varied……"

"That..." A voice interrupted Wan Guchuan, "Does this master still look after the house?"

A fat and white man smiled awkwardly beside him.

This is the owner of a pawn shop.

The words should start from just now.It's getting late, he's about to close the stall, and today's income is good, and he's humming a tune to settle the accounts.A tall shadow suddenly enveloped him, and he looked up.

Ouch, he swears that he has never seen such a graceful figure since he was a child.

"What does the guest officer need?" The pawn shop owner laughed, his eyes became two slits, and dimples emerged.

"I want to see the old house in the east of the city." Wan Guchuan said.

He was delighted when he heard it, he bought this house at a low price from a customer when he didn't know how to buy it back then, but now it's doing well, he can't sell it no matter what.

Today, this hot potato has finally been taken care of by someone, "Let's go, let's take you to see it!"

But as he was walking, this tall and tall man couldn't move his legs when he saw the handsome guy standing by the roadside. He frowned in disgust, looking very painful.

Hey, the yelling and yelling worked, and the two started eyeing each other!

The owner of the pawn shop was looking at this and that, and he didn't dare to show his atmosphere. What's the matter?

Hey, he looked at it and felt something was wrong, the relationship between these two people had completely forgotten him!Then his house can't be sold again? ?That won't work!

So he summoned up the courage to speak out.

Lin Hong glanced at him, "Who is this?"

Well, Wan Guchuan really forgot about him, "Master of the pawnshop, show us the house, and I will explain it to you in detail later."

"Oh…"

Wan Guchuan looked at the owner of the pawnshop, "Please lead the way."

"Okay!" The boss was happy.

Lin Hong raised his eyes from behind Wan Guchuan, and glanced at his back with his eyeballs hanging.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and straight, behind the waist is still the steady "drunken ancient", with black hair and lacquer, and dust on the clothes.

It's been a long time since I've seen you, but the sense of familiarity and inexplicable ethereal feeling made him feel as if we met yesterday, and tomorrow...we'll leave again.

His heart was sour and heavy, with too much emotion, Lin Hong couldn't figure it out again.

Wan Guchuan looked back at him, "Let's go."

"Ah."

This is a former city, very prosperous, the streets are as bustling as a city, and it is almost dusk, but there are still people coming and going.

"Brother Qingquan! Brother Sufeng!"

A familiar voice came through the lively crowd.

Lin Hong looked over, his eyes lit up, "Duan Ruili!"

The little boy looked up, and pulled away the crowd to squeeze towards this side.

Compared with the last time we met, Duan Yu has grown a lot taller, his brows have also grown a little, and he looks even more clear.

"Do you have a clue? Where are you going?" Duan Yu looked at the two of them.

"I don't know, I'll listen to his explanation later." Lin Hong pointed to Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan nodded, "I'll talk about it later." He signaled the owner of the pawnshop to continue leading the way.

"Okay!" The owner of the pawn shop replied, thinking about why he was picking up people all the way...

The four walked through the street.

Lin Hong patted Duan Yu's shoulder with a smile, "I went down to the south of the Yangtze River and passed the ancient flag city. I went in to look for you, but you were not at home. Where did you go?"

"I... and my father went to study in the mountains." Duan Yu scratched his head embarrassedly.

"You are finally going to inherit your family's business of catching ghosts and Fengshui?" Lin Hong raised his eyebrows.

Duan Yu looked helpless, "I've come in too many times, I'm afraid, I have to have a skill."

"Well, you are finally useful."

"? I was offended."

The two walked all the way and chatted about the things they met in recent months. They were thrilled and sighed, while Wan Guchuan listened quietly.

We chatted and walked to the eastern border of the city. There were many people around, and the place was quiet, but it was too quiet, and it was a bit chilly...

The pawn shop owner stopped, "This is it."

In front of them stood a towering mansion.The lacquered wooden gate is closed tightly, and the word "Chen's Mansion" is written on the plaque in a flying and dancing manner, and two big red lanterns hang high, swaying in the wind.The house is so majestic that you can see the lacquered wooden pavilions with flying eaves and brackets in the inner courtyard at a glance. Without golden glaze, it also brings indescribable luxury.

Lin Hong was stunned when he saw the house—it coincided with the blood-red scene he saw just now. "right here."

Wan Guchuan looked at him.

"It's exactly the same as the scene that flashed before my eyes just now." Lin Hong explained.

Duan Yu has been in many ghost worlds, and he is also a sensible person, so he didn't ask carefully, but looked at him with a worried expression.

It is estimated that this house is the problem.

"This house is not bad, right? If you two want to buy it, I'll find someone to replace the plaque at the door." The owner of the pawn shop didn't understand. It was the young man in black who wanted to buy it, so why did he just open his mouth? "You two want to buy it." ".

I don't know if I said something wrong, but I looked at the two of them with a pair of eyes, but the expressions of the two of them were as usual, they were still expressing affection, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

It seems that I was right, um...

"It's three." Duan Yu objected.

"Three, three..." The owner of the pawn shop smiled awkwardly, forgetting about the kid, and took out a bunch of jingling keys, "I'll take two...three inside to have a look."