Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The so-called Jubao Pavilion is actually similar to a modern antique street.

It's just that the street of antiques is basically full of fakes, while most of the treasures in Jubao Pavilion are genuine treasures.

Yang Xing walked back and forth in the long and narrow street, looking through the things on every stall, full of interest.

Yan Yufeng has been patiently following behind him, explaining to him the origin and function of many magic tools.

"what is this?"

Yang Xing held up a jade piece the size of a bookmark, engraved with many gorgeous patterns.

Seeing this, the stall owner hurriedly smiled and said, "My lord, your vision is really good!"

Yang Xing also smiled: "You don't need to say such an opening statement, just tell me what it is."

The stall owner was stunned, then smiled again: "This is a treasure, it's called 'Thousand-mile Voice Transmission', with this, no matter how far apart, we can send messages to each other."

Only then did he discover that there was another piece of jade on the stall. It turned out that the two were a pair and should be used together.

"Thousand-mile sound transmission? Isn't that similar to a mobile phone?" Yang Xingqi said, "Is there such a thing in this day and age?"

Yan Yufeng said suddenly: "What is a mobile phone?"

Yang Xing was taken aback, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "It's just... a method of sending messages, which is unique to our side."

Yan Yufeng nodded: "I've never heard of it."

Yang Xing bowed his head guiltily, trying to change the subject: "Boss, how do you sell this 'Thousand Miles Transmission'?"

The stall owner stretched out his hand: "Not many, just ten middling panacea."

Spirit pills are a kind of transaction currency among spirit saviors. Most of them are taken from spirit monsters after succumbing to spirits. Eating them can boost their cultivation, and they can also be exchanged for money.

There are three types of spirit pills: high, middle, and low, depending on the strength of the spirit monster itself.

Speaking of this, Yang Xing couldn't help but think of the gourd in Qi Shu's hand. That gourd can directly turn spirit monsters into panacea. It's like a gourd-shaped money printing machine!

He calculated that the next time he saw Qi Shu, he would have to lie to him about some panacea first.

The stall owner looked at Yang Xing expectantly: "Master, do you want it? If you buy this, I can give you another item within ten lower elixir."

Yang Xing was silent for a while, Rou Rou has always paid the bill, he himself does not carry any money...

Yan Yufeng looked at him: "Do you want it?"

Yang Xing said slowly: "Actually, it's useless...I just think it's fun."

That's what you want.

Yan Yufeng took out a bead-shaped object from his pocket: "We want this."

The stall owner took it and saw that it was a high-quality panacea!

He was overjoyed immediately: "Hey! You two are really generous! Take a look at what else you can fancy at this stall, and take them all!"

Yang Xing didn't know how to convert between the superior panacea and the medium, but looking at the stall owner, he knew that it was definitely worth a lot of money, and he was a little embarrassed.

Based on the principle of not being at a disadvantage, he picked and picked several things before preparing to leave.

Holding a pile of things in his arms, before Yang Xing turned around, a slender and strong hand was put on his shoulder.

He looked back wonderingly, only to see a well-dressed young man looking at him with a smile, and said loudly: "Yang Xing!"

This overly familiar tone made him a little stunned, this young man...he had never seen it before.

But the young man went one step further, hugged him directly, and said carelessly: "I really didn't expect to see you here again! I thought you would go back to Baisanghai after finishing your business!"

Yan Yufeng's face suddenly darkened.

……

Yang Xing blinked twice, and said slowly: "My friend, this is a big audience, are you too enthusiastic?"

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked at him like a ghost: "What did you say?"

Yang Xing's mind suddenly flashed, and he carefully observed the young man in front of him.

He was dressed very smartly, the dark red clothes outlined a lean and powerful figure, with a long knife on his back, and there was an aura of aura in his actions.

This dress looks like...

He hesitated and said, "Bai Yesheng?"

Bai Yesheng looked at him strangely, with suspicion in his eyes: "Yang Xing, you went to the ancient tomb and your brain was eaten by the ghost king? You don't even recognize me?"

It's really Bai Yesheng!Yang Xing's heart was full of alarm bells, and he suddenly became nervous: Others are easy to deceive, but this is Bai Yesheng, Yang Xing's only close friend...

Yan Yufeng over there obviously didn't have much patience, he separated the two of them calmly, looked at Bai Yesheng with a bad expression: "Are you Bai Yesheng?"

Bai Yesheng stared at Yang Xing for a long time before turning his gaze: "Who are you?"

"Words meet the wind."

"Yan's family? Why are you with Yang Xing?"

"Come here to do business."

"……What's up?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yang Xing pulled Yan Yufeng back and said to the young man, "Bai Yesheng, I'll explain the specifics to you when I get back. There are too many people here, let's go first."

Bai Yesheng looked around at the people who had already attracted their attention, and reluctantly nodded.

Back at the inn, the three of them sat down in a relatively remote place in the lobby.

Yang Xing told Bai Yesheng everything about what happened, except that this body has changed into a soul, and there is nothing to hide.

Bai Yesheng frowned as he listened: "Have you lost your memory?"

"Uh...not all of them, but I can't remember some things clearly."

Bai Yesheng was immediately dissatisfied: "Why can't I remember everything about me?"

"Uh...this..."

Yan Yufeng interrupted them: "We came to Huaiyu City this time to track down the whereabouts of the man in black."

Bai Yesheng glanced at him, seemed to have just remembered something serious, and continued: "Coincidentally, I am too."

"About a month ago, I saw a person who died in the same manner as you mentioned, but that person was not a spirit descendant."

Yang Xing looked at him: "What? That man in black didn't just attack the spiritualist?"

Bai Yesheng nodded: "Before that, yes, after that, he seemed to pick on the spirit master."

"……what is this?"

Yan Yufeng asked, "Did he get something?"

Bai Yesheng nodded: "Yes, he took a file that the man hid in the secret room, but I haven't found out what it says on it."

Yang Xing asked again: "Then why did you come to Huaiyu City?"

Bai Yesheng looked at him: "Originally, I wanted to go to Bosanghai to find you first, but I heard that the man in black appeared in Huaiyu City, so I came after you."

"So, we are all here for the man in black."

Yang Xing suddenly remembered what Yan Yufeng said about Tonglefang: "We were going to Tonglefang today, but since you are here, let's go together tomorrow."

Hearing the words "Tonglefang", Bai Yesheng's expression changed slightly.

After a long time, he replied: "...OK."

"Huh?" As if suddenly remembering something, Bai Yesheng looked around: "Where's my sweetheart Xiao Rourou?"

Yang Xing was silent for a moment.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Bai Yesheng's expression also became serious: "... What happened?"

Yan Yufeng explained for him.

……

Bai Yesheng opened his eyes wide: "Send spirit grass? Is it really useful?"

Yang Xing shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, but I have to try."

Bai Yesheng pondered for a while, and then smiled heartily: "Don't worry! I'll accompany you!"

Yang Xing was overjoyed immediately: "Is it possible?"

Bai Yesheng waved his hand: "Why are you being polite to me? How many times have we gone through life and death?"

Yang Xing still wanted to talk, but Yan Yufeng suddenly said, "It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

Bai Yesheng nodded: "Alright, I'm tired from running these days, where do you live?"

Yang Xing pointed upstairs.

Bai Yesheng raised his eyebrows: "I haven't had time to decide on a place to live. It just so happens that I'll share a room with you, which will save trouble."

"No."

"no!"

Two denials came at the same time, and he was taken aback: "Why?"

Yan Yufeng was the first to speak: "I've booked a room next to you for you, you go there."

Bai Yesheng wondered: "Why should I live next door? Yang Xing, it's not like we haven't lived together before, why do you suddenly dislike me?"

"It's not that I dislike you..." Yang Xing frowned in confusion, "It's just a little..."

Bai Yesheng stared at him.

Yang Xing didn't know what to say for a while, and his complexion gradually turned pale.

Yan Yufeng had already stood up: "Go back to your room."

As he said that, he ignored Bai Yesheng and dragged Yang Xing upstairs.

Pulling Yang Xing into the room, he said in a deep voice, "Lock the door at night."

……

After Yan Yufeng left, Yang Xing sat in the room for a long time before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Yan Yufeng really helped him a lot this time. Although he could temporarily say that he lost his memory, one's behavior and habits cannot deceive others. Time can be troublesome.

So before that, quickly find the whereabouts of the man in black and get rid of Bai Yesheng.

……

At night, Yang Xing recalled what happened during the day, and couldn't fall asleep.

After coming to this world, too many things have happened. Compared with his ordinary 20 years, every day he lives now is like a false illusion, but the reality makes him feel terrified.

This feeling is very strange, a world created casually has come true, and he feels like Ma Liang, the magic brush in the myth.

But it is a bit special than Ma Liang, he came to this world by himself.

Thinking of this, he recalled Qin Hao's phrase "it wants an ending".

The ending of a book is nothing more than happy and tragic.

From the current point of view, it is obvious that the protagonist, he, and the man in black are two opposite relationships.

If the man in black is killed, it will be a happy ending.

If the protagonist dies, it is a tragedy.

Thinking of this, he thought again: Is he really the protagonist?

If I were the main character, would I be too weak?

If I am not... then who is?

Bai Yesheng?Words meet the wind?

Both of them are top-notch masters, and they are both tracking down the whereabouts of the man in black...

But when he thought of the man in black, he felt at a loss again:

It seems to be a serious villain who appeared inexplicably and murdered inexplicably.

But it was such a person who transcended his settings.

The mess of thoughts made him unable to close his eyes, wanting to be quiet for a while.

At this time, he suddenly heard a slight wind sound in his ears.

Yang Xing instantly felt that something was wrong, the doors and windows of the house were closed tightly, where did the wind come from, it was clearly someone!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and before he could move, he was held down by a pair of strong hands.

With the help of the faint moonlight, he saw clearly that the person who came was actually Bai Yesheng!

Bai Yesheng stared at him with a pair of extremely black pupils, bent down, his face almost touched Yang Xing.

He looked at the person below him, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Yang Xing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The author has something to say:

There are still some details that I feel are not good to change, so I will change them later.

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