Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The room was eerily quiet, Yang Xing looked at a pair of eyes that seemed to see through him, and some fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Bai Yesheng still maintained this posture and asked:

"But I haven't seen you for a month. How come your spiritual power has become so poor that you can't even feel that someone has entered the room."

"And...the way he talks and behaves has completely changed."

Bai Yesheng stared at him quietly: "Are you really... Sikong Yangxing?"

Yang Xing managed to calm down, and spoke with a slightly trembling voice: "...otherwise, who could I be?"

"Am I Sikong Yangxing, can't you see?"

Bai Yesheng's eyes were dim, and he made a sudden move, tearing away Yang Xing's already loose pajamas.

"What are you doing!" Yang Xing was startled, but was firmly held down, unable to move.

On his left chest was painted a small bosang flower, which was painted with special dye and spirit gu, which was the unique symbol of the Sikong family.

Bai Yesheng looked at the flower for a long time before finally letting go, and his tone returned to normal:

"Yang Xing, what happened to you, even I forgot."

Yang Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "...Sorry, my memory is temporarily damaged."

"Maybe it'll be fine after a while..."

Bai Yesheng lowered his eyes and looked a little helpless: "I hope so."

Yang Xing looked at Bai Yesheng who was still pressing on him, and felt that this appearance was really embarrassing, so he said, "Can you let me go first."

Bai Yesheng was taken aback, and then he realized that he laughed out loud, and was about to get up, when he heard the door was kicked open!

Yang Xing and Bai Yesheng turned their heads at the same time, and what they saw was Yan Yufeng standing at the door, and his face was so cold that it was freezing.

There seemed to be a hint of anger in his voice:

"What are you doing?"

……

Bai Yesheng stood up calmly: "Reminiscing about the past."

Yang Xing: "..."

Yan Yufeng saw Yang Xing's white chest exposed under half of his clothes at a glance, and his face became even uglier: "Have you talked enough?"

Bai Yesheng seemed a little dissatisfied, why does this person take care of so much?

He raised his eyebrows unconvinced: "No!"

Yan Yufeng's expression became even uglier, and he stared at Bai Yesheng coldly.

Yang Xing sat up, pulled up his clothes, looked at the two people, and his face darkened: "All go back to the house and sleep!"

……

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the three of them went to Tonglefang as planned.

The moment he walked to the door of Tonglefang, Yang Xing understood why both Yan Yufeng and Bai Yesheng had weird expressions when they mentioned Tonglefang.

This is a beautiful and gorgeous building with three floors. There are layers of colored balls hanging on the railings of each floor. It seems that you can imagine a bunch of beautiful women standing upstairs to invite guests at night.

Obviously, this is a...brothel.

Song Xian, the lord of Huaiyu City, has been waiting here for a long time. Seeing them now, his enthusiasm remains undiminished: "Everyone is here, come in and have a look."

The three of them stepped into the Tonglefang.

Yang Xing felt very uncomfortable when he entered the first day of junior high school, and seemed to have a strong sense of oppression.

He looked around and made sure that there were no ghosts here, so he was puzzled.

There are some people standing in the middle of the hall, they are the boss of Tonglefang and the flower cards inside.

At this moment, most of them are trembling, with people dying one after another in Tonglefang, and they can't go out, so they are all extremely scared.

Yan Yufeng glanced at the crowd and asked, "Is everyone here?"

Song Xian looked at an older woman in the crowd.

The woman reacted quickly, walked over and said, "It's all here."

Song Xian introduced: "This is the owner of Tonglefang. Her surname is Mo. Everyone usually calls her Mo Sanniang."

Namo Sanniang is extremely smart, seeing the attire of these three people, you can tell that they are definitely not ordinary people, and then looking at Song Xian's attitude towards them, so she explained the recent situation:

"In our Tonglefang, there are 33 flower cards in total, two of them are sick, and the rest are here."

"Seven days ago, a spiritual master named Sun He came to us. At that time, Mudan received him, but that night... an accident happened to him."

"Four days ago, another spiritual master died here..."

Bai Yesheng interrupted her: "You still open the door when someone is dead?"

Mo Sanniang's face turned pale immediately: "The door wasn't opened! The day the second savior died... we didn't open the door at all!"

"But the next morning, he was found dead in our guest room..."

Yang Xing was suddenly surprised, and said, "How did he get in when the door was closed?"

"This...we don't know..."

Mo Sanniang looked at Song Xian again: "City Lord Song, you also know that our Tonglefang has always been innocent and never engaged in such murderous activities... You can help us..."

Mo Sanniang's tone sounded as if Song Xian came here often.

Song Xian's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and comforted him: "Let's listen to what the three of you have to say."

Yan Yufeng looked around, and found that most of the flower cards did not dare to play out, and stood on the side obediently.

There was only a woman with extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes, standing calmly, showing no fear at all.

He looked at the woman: "This is?"

Mo Sanniang hurriedly replied: "She is Peony, the number one card in our Tongle Workshop, and also...the flower card that received the first spirit descendant."

Peony has a slender figure, a pair of eyes full of affection, and is wearing a water-red brocade dress. Even in the face of such a scene, she is not stage frightened.

Bai Yesheng couldn't help admiring: "It is indeed worthy of the name Peony."

Mudan smiled slightly when she heard the words, looked at Bai Yesheng with her eyes, and said in a soft and charming voice, "Thank you for your compliment, young master."

Yan Yufeng walked up to Mudan and asked, "Do you still remember that Sun He?"

Mudan nodded: "Remember, she looks average, but she is generous, and she can take out hundreds of taels of silver casually."

This description made Bai Yesheng laugh, and then he asked, "Then do you remember what happened that night?"

Mudan frowned: "That night... I waited for Sun Gongzi to sleep... everything was as usual, but when he woke up the next day, he died on the floor of the room."

After imagining that scene, Yang Xing trembled: "Then you... did you hear any strange sounds?"

Peony shook her head: "No, but..."

"But what?"

Peony rolled her eyes, as if she was thinking about whether she should say it or not. She smiled lightly and said, "But Mr. Sun didn't come to see me, but Shaoyao. I don't know why, but sister Shaoyao rejected him."

As soon as these words came out, the face of a handsome woman next to her suddenly turned pale.

Mo Sanniang looked at the woman: "Shaoyao?"

Shao Yao was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly: "No...it's not me! I just...I just didn't feel well that day, so I didn't receive Mr. Sun..."

Yang Xing said softly: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, you stand up and talk about it, what happened that day?"

Shao Yao was helped up by the people around her, her expression was still ugly: "That day, that day I was really uncomfortable, so I told San Niang not to pick up guests."

"Who knows Mr. Sun, he asked me to go by name."

"I really couldn't shirk it, so I... quarreled with him."

Yan Yufeng's expression moved slightly.

Flower cards are absolutely impossible to quarrel with guests, unless the relationship is special.

Bai Yesheng also thought of this: "How dare you argue with the guests?"

Shao Yao tremblingly said: "I, I..."

Yang Xing sighed, these two people didn't know it, but ordinary people couldn't get used to the coercion released from them, Shao Yao was so frightened that she couldn't speak at the moment.

He patted Bai Yesheng on the shoulder, and said to Shao Yaoyou: "It's okay, this guy doesn't eat people."

Bai Yesheng glared at him, and he returned a very friendly smile.

The pressure in the room suddenly decreased a lot, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Shaoyao looked at Yang Xing gratefully, and then slowly said: "To tell the truth... I, Mr. Sun and I... have been friends for a long time, and he promised me to redeem me..."

"But then... Mr. Sun's family had some troubles... I was really powerless..."

"I was... a little angry, and ignored him for a while."

Mudan sneered: "Sister Shaoyao really makes people sad. When she has money, she gets close to her. If she has no money, she stays far away and ignores her."

These words made Shao Yao's face paler, she bit her lower lip, and did not speak for a long time.

Yan Yufeng looked at Shaoyao: "Did you hear any noise that night?"

Shao Yao showed a trace of hesitation, but quickly covered it up: "No, no..."

This subtle movement did not escape Yan Yufeng's eyes.

He squinted slightly: "Really?"

Shao Yao suddenly felt a burst of fear, as if countless sharp knives were aimed at her suddenly, she almost lost her footing.

"My lord, spare me! I...I heard..."

Everyone looked at her.

Shao Yao's voice was trembling: "When I was about to fall asleep... I heard a woman... laughing..."

"What kind of laughter?"

"...It's sharp, it's scary..."

Bai Yesheng said, "What about after that?"

"After that... I fell asleep after that and never heard from it again."

Everyone felt a little strange in their hearts. Hearing such a voice, they could still fall asleep peacefully?

Mo Sanniang's expression was already very ugly: "Shaoyao, you have to be honest, you can't even tell a lie!"

Shao Yao threw herself on the ground, almost crying: "Sanniang, I don't have one! I, what I'm telling is the truth..."

Seeing that the scene was in chaos, Song Xian, a big man and two big men, hurried out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, don't worry, Sanniang, and don't cry on the one on the ground, everyone should ask Mr. Yan what to do." .”

All eyes were on Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "Tonight, open the door and welcome guests."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Mo Sanniang was very shocked: "What, what?! The door is still open!"

Song Xian was also a little surprised: "This... I'm afraid it's not right? Besides, if something like this happened, why would someone come..."

Yan Yufeng's tone was still indifferent: "Who asked you to receive ordinary guests, there must be one ready-made here."

This "one" definitely does not refer to herself, Mo Sanniang looked at Yang Xing and Bai Yesheng.

Before Yang Xing understood it, Bai Yesheng's face turned dark: "What do you want?"

Yan Yufeng looked indifferent: "Lead him out."

Bai Yesheng was suddenly annoyed: "Why don't you go up yourself!"

Yan Yufeng looked at him: "Did I tell you to come?"

"..."

Yang Xing listened for a long time before realizing: "You can't be talking about me, are you?"

Yan Yufeng blinked, "Yes" was written on his face.

Yang Xing: "..."

……

into the night.

The outside of the Tongle Square is brightly lit, and it reopens for the first time after seven days of closing. The gorgeous lights and colorful balls remind people who come and go, what a happy place it is.

Many people gathered outside the square gate, most of them heard that Tongle Square had reopened to watch the excitement, but they all just stood at the door and did not dare to go in.

Two people died one after another in Tonglefang. Although Song Xian kept suppressing the news, it still spread like wildfire. The rumors were well known in the streets and alleys, and after being processed by the eight women in the neighborhood, it became even more mysterious and terrifying.

Yang Xing changed into a luxurious white dress, he looked like an ordinary son who came here to have fun, standing behind the crowd at the moment, thinking about how to let the group of people give way.

A young man looked excited, looked at the faintly visible flower cards inside, and said in a low voice: "This Tonglefang really has a lot of beauties."

Someone glanced at him: "Want a beauty? Go in and try!"

He took a few steps back immediately: "There, there is a female monster that eats people inside, so I won't go there!"

Someone laughed and said: "If you go, maybe people will look down on you. You haven't heard that that female monster only eats spirit masters!"

"Hey! Really! It's terrible!"

"Well, it's quite scary." A warm and somewhat lazy voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and found a young man in white clothes standing behind him. The young man's face was like jade, his eyes were as pale as glass, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a bit of a smile, but it was inexplicably unsettling. Dare to approach.

For a while, everyone was silent.

Yang Xing smiled politely: "So can you open up a bit? I want to go in."

As soon as these words came out, many people gasped in an instant.

Under such circumstances, there are still people who dare to enter Tonglefang!

Yang Xing's smile deepened: "Please give way."

Someone consciously gave way.

He walked in with brisk steps, and closed the door of the Tongle Square to keep out those curious prying eyes.

After everyone was silent for a while, an extremely heated discussion broke out in an instant:

"Oh my god! Who is that person who just went in?"

"It's so powerful, I'm not afraid at all!"

"I... I don't think he is human at all. You look at him, he looks like a fairy!"

"Fairy! There are gods here to help!"

Immortal Yangxing couldn't hear the sound outside the door, he just looked at the people in the room with a little surprise.

There was silence in the Tongle Square, all the flower cards were dressed up as required, sitting in the hall, quietly looking at Yang Xing at the door, with a nervous expression.

This picture is extremely beautiful, but it also looks extremely strange.