Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The moment he stepped into Yan's house, Yang Xing felt that the atmosphere was not right.

And when he saw an extra coffin in the main hall, he suddenly remembered that Yan Yushui had passed away.

Looking at Cheng Yuexing who was sitting on the side in a daze, he sighed, losing her husband and daughter one after another, the blow must be great...

Yan Yufeng kept walking, walked to the middle of the main hall, and knelt down slowly: "Ma'am."

Cheng Yuexing stood up suddenly as if being shocked by an electric shock, stared at Yan Yufeng, and screamed, "Who is your mother!"

As soon as the sound came out, there was an instant silence in the main hall. Yang Xing was stunned for a moment, stopped in his footsteps, and looked at Cheng Yuexing blankly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qi Shu stepped forward and pulled Yang Xing aside.

Cheng Yuexing's eyes could not conceal the hatred. She thought of her innocent daughter who died tragically in such a wilderness, but this second son, this monster, stood in front of her safe and sound, and even pretended to kneel down for her , Make a look of guilt in your heart!

She yelled angrily: "How did you promise me when you left! Why didn't you protect Shui'er!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she pointed at Yan Yufeng with a trembling right hand: "You are such a disaster, why does the Yan family have someone like you!"

"You monster!"

Yang Xing was completely stunned. He looked at Cheng Yuexing who seemed to be going crazy, and then at Yan Yufeng who was silently kneeling on the ground without refuting or moving. For a moment, his heart was filled with shock and anger. No longer friendly.

Yan Yufeng risked his life and tried his best to subdue the ghost king and help the Yan family solve such a big problem. Cheng Yuexing was not only ungrateful, but even pushed Yan Yushui's death onto Yan Yufeng!

Anyone should see that without Yan Yufeng, the Yan family still doesn't know what the situation would be like!

Qi Shu saw that he was in a bad mood, so he tugged on his sleeve lightly, and said in a low voice, "The Yan family's affairs are very complicated, you don't understand, so don't get involved."

Yang Xing said in a cold voice: "How unreasonable is this, this aunt is not unreasonable!"

aunt?Qi Shu was a little dazed, but he still persuaded: "After all, it's Yan's family business, and it seems that it won't end for a while, so let's avoid it for now."

Cheng Yuexing was still cursing over there, cursing that Yufeng had killed his biological mother since birth, and that everyone who got close to him would be unlucky, all his usual self-cultivation and demeanor were gone at this moment, and he wished he could kill Yan Yufeng immediately to save her for her. His daughter was buried with him.

Yang Xing's expression completely sank. It was the first time he was really angry when he came here for so long, and it was towards a strange woman.

His palm moved slightly, and a little blue light appeared.

Yan Yufeng seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head slightly in surprise. From the corner of his eye, he saw the blood-stained young man's face sinking like water, and the light in his hand was aimed at Cheng Yuexing.

His expression moved slightly, but he didn't know how to describe his mood.

At this time, Yan Ziji, the eldest son of Yan who heard the news, ran over in a hurry. Seeing the situation in the main hall, he was very headache. He first stopped Cheng Yuexing to persuade him patiently, and then pulled Yan Yufeng up on the ground.

"Second brother, you go back first! Mother is still angry, she didn't say that on purpose!"

The successive deaths of two members of the Yan family had already caused him a lot of trouble, Cheng Yuexing's behavior at this moment undoubtedly added fuel to the flames, Yan Ziji's handsome face was wrinkled into a ball of worry.

Yan Yufeng still lowered his eyes, stood up slowly, turned around and walked to his room without saying a word.

Yang Xing looked at the chaotic crowd and the cold figure, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

……

Yan Yufeng saw Yang Xing's figure at the moment of closing the door, hesitated a little, and opened the door anyway: "Why are you here?"

Yang Xing looked at Yan Yufeng, no sadness or joy could be seen on his face, but his usual indifferent expression.

I didn't know how to speak for a while, so I had to turn to say: "I... Let me see your injury."

When Yan Yufeng heard the words, his expression seemed to loosen for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Thank you, no need, let's go back." After speaking, he wanted to close the door again.

Yang Xing stretched out his hand to stop him, but he didn't pay attention and stuck his hand directly in the crack of the door, and was pinched hard.

"Hiss!" Yang Xing felt the pain, and withdrew his hand, frowning.

Startled, Yan Yufeng took his hand to check, only to see a red mark had been squeezed out in the middle of the back of the hand.

He looked complicated, as if he had been conflicted for a while, but he dragged Yan Yufeng into the room and searched for the wound medicine in the cabinet.

Yang Xing sat on a chair and looked around. He found that Yan Yufeng's room was very tidy, everything was neatly arranged, there were not many furnishings in the room, and the whole room gave off a deserted feeling, almost... It's not like a room for long term people.

Yan Yufeng walked over, holding a blue porcelain bottle in his hand.

He looked at Yang Xing and handed him the bottle.

"The wound medicine is very useful, you can take it back."

Yang Xing took it over and saw "Growing Muscle Ointment" written on the porcelain bottle, and then remembered the previous topic, and stared at Yan Yufeng again: "You hurt more than me, are you really okay? Let me see."

As he spoke, he leaned on Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng dodged a few times and wanted to avoid it, but now Yang Xing's figure was much nimbler than before, and his movements were also fast, and he grabbed his sleeve with one hand.

Yang Xing pushed his sleeve up, and was surprised to find that there was a wound on it, but now there was nothing but blood.

Yang Xing's hand was very cold, Yan Yufeng even felt that the touched skin trembled slightly, he gently withdrew his hand, with a calm expression: "Okay, let's go back."

"...Oh, then I'll go back first." Yang Xing walked back wonderingly, wondering if he remembered it wrong.

Yan Yufeng stood silently at the door, watched Yang Xing leave, and watched the white figure go further and further away, his expression finally softened a little, and the excitement brought by Cheng Yuexing's words seemed to have disappeared.

It might not be exciting, after all, after being scolded for more than 20 years, he seems to be used to it, and with the death of Yan Yushui, he is indeed responsible.

After returning to the room and sitting down, Yan Yufeng felt that something was missing, and then he remembered Yang Xing's injuries and several damaged clothes. He called his servants and said, "Prepare some hot water and clothes for Mr. Sikong Send it."

"Yes."

……

After Yang Xing took a bath, she changed into loose pajamas, sat cross-legged on the bed, and was in a daze.

The biggest advantage of mastering the formulas of Sikong's family is that it only takes a short time to dry the hair.

Although if the members of the Sikong family knew that he used the fire-making formula in this way, they would probably vomit blood in anger.

He was still holding the white gauze in his hand, but it had been washed, and the soft fabric hung down gently and spread out on the quilt.

"Biling Lake... Sending Spirit Grass..."

Yang Xing lowered his eyes and thought, there are still two months, and his top priority in these two months is to hurry up and practice, to be stronger, to be more powerful, at least...to be able to enter Biling Lake smoothly.

But many practical problems were in front of him, and he had to think about them. For example, he didn't know the way, and he didn't know much about the world.

Leaving aside whether he could find Biling Lake, he really went in, how to identify the Jiling grass, and how to use the Jiling grass to repair Rou Rou's remnant soul, these are all things he has no clue at the moment.

A thought suddenly popped up in my heart: It would be great if someone could go with him.

Once this idea popped up, he couldn't help thinking about who could go with him.

After thinking for a while, Bai Yesheng was the first thing that popped up in his mind, but he quickly rejected it. Bai Yesheng is a good friend of Sikong Yangxing, so he should be able to recognize him as a counterfeit...

Qi Shu?No way, this time he was seriously damaged in Yan's ancient tomb, and he was already going back to Qi's family to recuperate.

Xu Renli and Zhao Qingyu, whom they met halfway, also bid farewell to them when they returned to Huainan.

Then only...

Yang Xing looked at the small blue porcelain bottle beside the bed, and remembered the man's slightly gentler expression when he handed him the wound medicine.

"I don't know if I can get him to agree...I'm afraid it will be difficult."

……

Early the next morning, Yang Xing stood in front of Yan Yufeng's room door.

He was about to knock on the door, but was surprised to see Yan Yufeng walking over from the courtyard next to him.

Seeing him surprised, Yan Yufeng stopped and said, "What do you want from me?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, the tone is affirmative.

"..." Yang Xing nodded.

No one would wake up so early and wait at the door of someone else's room.

Yan Yufeng came over to open the door, and Yang Xing suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed to be mixed with sandalwood and cedar, and it seemed to come from Yan Yufeng.

He raised his eyebrows lightly: "What's this smell?"

Yan Yufeng paused and said, "It's nothing, the incense on the clothes."

He pushed open the door: "Come in and talk."

Yang Xing followed and walked in, very consciously found a chair and sat down.

Yan Yufeng poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

He thanked him, took it with both hands, and glanced at the teacup curiously.

Seeing that he seemed to want to drink, Yan Yufeng reminded him, "It's hot."

"Oh, I know." Yang Xing put down his teacup, he simply wanted to see what people in this era used.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yufeng sat down and looked at him quietly.

Yang Xing suddenly didn't know how to speak.

……

After hesitating for a moment, he said intermittently:

"Well... After the matter of the Yan family is resolved, logically speaking, I should leave."

It was only then that Yan Yufeng suddenly remembered that Yang Xing had come here to help with the spirit seance in the first place, and when the matter was over, he should go back.

Thinking of this, he gently stroked the tea cover with his hand, and was silent for a while.

Yang Xing organized the words: "But now something happened to Rou Rou, I thought I wouldn't go back, and go get the spirit-sending grass first."

Hearing this, Yan Yufeng stopped what he was doing, and before Yang Xing could speak again, he had already said, "Since that's the case, let's stay for another two months. Biling Lake will open after two months, and you can go there again." Not too late."

Yang Xing didn't expect him to invite so simply, and he couldn't react for a while, so he just nodded blankly: "That's troublesome."

Yan Yufeng gave a rare smile: "No trouble."

If this rhythm goes further down, it's time to see off the guests.

Yang Xing was a little impatient. After deliberating for a long time, he finally said straight to the point: "Well, I, I want to ask you..."

"Can you...can you go to Biling Lake with me?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yufeng's expression was briefly stunned, and then returned to normal.

Yang Xing was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I don't know the way very well, and I don't know what's going on with that Biling Lake, and I don't know many people in this world. Qi Shu came back home again. went……"

"Or, if you don't want to go, can you help me collect relevant information over there?"

When Yan Yufeng heard Qi Shu's name, he frowned in dissatisfaction, and then pondered for a while.

His deep voice sounded: "If I do this favor, how will you repay me?"

"Ah?" Yang Xing, who was ready to be rejected, suddenly raised his head, looking at Yan Yufeng's smiling eyes, a little puzzled.

repay?How can I repay...

He thought for a while, then said hesitantly:

"Look... everyone is a spirit descendant, helping each other, Sikong's family helped Yan Shi, so you should help me as well, and treat it as charity..." Yang Xing's voice became lower and lower, and his confidence became weaker. Very inadequate.

"Or if you see what you want, as long as I can get it, I will give it to you..."

"Give it all to me?" Yan Yufeng's tone increased, "Really?"

Yang Xing nodded: "Really!"

Respond first and then talk, anyway, he will give what he wants if he can, and change it if he can't.

And maybe by that time it would have been replaced by Sikong Yangxing himself, so it's none of his business what the two of them do.

Here the small abacus was ringing, while Yan Yufeng thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded slowly: "I can take you there."

"but……"

Yang Xing took a deep breath, waiting for his next words.

"Before that, you need to help me find out and kill the people behind the Yan family."

The man in black suddenly appeared in front of Yang Xing again, this is the person he needs to find, maybe only by solving this problem, he can leave this world.

Yang Xing agreed almost without hesitation: "Okay!"

The corner of Yan Yufeng's mouth seemed to rise for a short moment, and then it disappeared again: "Then pack up, we'll be leaving in two days."

Yang Xing's smile froze: "Where are you going?"

"Huaiyu City, I received news last night that that person appeared in Huaiyu City again."

"Where is that?"

Yan Yufeng was a little confused when he heard the words: "You don't know?"

"……do not know."

Yan Yufeng shook his head slightly: "That is the old capital of the former dynasty. There are many historical sites in it, and there is also the world's largest fair for the magic weapon trade. I suspect that person... is looking for something."