Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

He turned his head to look at Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng obviously noticed the mark, and looked at him at this moment, saying: "It seems that he has encountered some troubles."

Yang Xing said: "Let's go and have a look."

Bai Yesheng glanced at them, he was really too lazy to move, and said: "There is no malicious intention, it may be a curious little monster who plays with him, what do you care about it?"

The two of them had already gone down to the second floor and went to the backstage of the Liyuan.

The backstage was very lively, a few tables were full of people putting on makeup, some were about to appear, hurriedly arranging their costumes and hairstyles, some were handing props to the stage while shouting to hurry up, and some were Practice, the sound of babbling echoed in the small backstage.

Yang Xing stopped a person who was walking with a big knife and gun: "Excuse me, where is Boss Fang?"

The man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was dressed like a boy in the pear garden. He was a little impatient when he was blocked at the moment, but when he saw that the two people in front of him were both dressed and behaved like the sons of a rich family, he was shocked. With some respect, he said, "Boss Fang went back to his room to take off his makeup."

"Where is his room?"

The boy pointed to a corner: "It's over there."

After thanking him, the two went to Fang Jinhe's room.

The door of the room was half-closed, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting in front of the bronze mirror, seeming to be talking about something.

Yang Xing knocked on the door: "Boss Fang?"

The man turned around suddenly: "Who?!"

Yang Xing could see his face clearly. After removing makeup, Fang Jin and his facial features were handsome, with a very pure temperament and a bit of a bookish air. After taking off his costume, he changed into a blue robe, which made him extremely elegant.

"Boss Fang, excuse me, we are..." He was a little hesitant at this point, wouldn't it be nice to just say that he is a spirit descendant?

Yan Yufeng accepted his words: "We are friends of City Lord Song, and as per his entrustment, come here to greet the boss below."

Fang Jinhe was a little surprised, Song Xian had very little contact with him, why did he suddenly send someone here at this moment?

He came and opened the door: "Please come in."

This is a room with extremely simple furnishings, except for a dresser and some hangers.

As soon as Yang Xing entered the door, he noticed that there was a special smell in the room, which was somewhat similar to the smell of bluebells.

Fang Jinhe moved two chairs and apologized: "I'm sorry, I only come to this room when performing on stage. There is nothing, and the hospitality is not good enough."

Yan Yufeng said, "Boss Fang is being polite."

Fang Jinhe sat down and looked at the two of them: "Excuse me, is City Lord Song looking for me?"

Yang Xing sat down with Yan Yufeng, and when he heard this question, he also turned to look at Yan Yufeng, waiting for his answer.

Yan Yufeng didn't seem to feel uncomfortable lying at all, he looked as usual, and said: "A few days ago, City Lord Song heard that Boss Fang was going to perform on stage for the last time in Liyuan, so he invited us to come together."

"By the way, he asked me to ask, what's wrong with Boss Fang?"

Fang Jinhe's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Thanks to the love of City Lord Song, there is nothing difficult for Fang, but he has been singing for a long time and feels homesick."

This is not willing to say.

Yang Xing thought for a while and said, "Actually, we came to Huaiyu City to help City Lord Song solve the matter of Tonglefang."

The implied meaning of these words is obvious. It not only tells about his identity, but also expresses that he can help solve some things related to spirit monsters.

However, Fang Jinhe's expression tightened, he put away his smile, raised his eyes and glanced at them, and said softly: "Really? Then Fang is here to thank you two for the people of Huaiyu City, thank you for your righteousness. "

Yang Xing was a little puzzled at once, don't you want help delivered to your door?

When Yan Yufeng heard the rumors, he knew that Fang Jinhe didn't want them to get involved in this matter, so he stopped pushing, chatted about other things, and left his room with Yang Xing.

When he was leaving, Yang Xing looked back, and Fang Jinhe seemed to relax a bit.

When we returned to the second floor, the performance in the audience was almost over.

Bai Yesheng ate peanuts and melon seeds for a long time, and was staring at a table of melon and fruit shells in a daze. Seeing Yang Xing and Yan Yufeng coming in, he asked curiously, "How is it?"

Yang Xing shook his head: "I don't want to say it, and I don't want us to take care of it."

"Look," Bai Yesheng said with a look of knowing this, "I told you, don't worry about this kind of thing, if he really needs help, he will come to you."

"You are much more enthusiastic now. You never cared about these nosy things before."

Yang Xing sat down: "I don't have anything to do lately anyway... If you help me out, it's just doing good deeds."

"Do good deeds?" Bai Yesheng laughed, "Yang Xing, you are really, really cute now, hahahahaha..."

Yang Xing didn't want to pay attention to him, and saw that the food box was still on the table, so he rummaged through the lower floors, found a plate of Yunpian Cake, took it out and ate it slowly.

Song Xianzheng next door was chatting with Mo Sanniang, when he suddenly saw a servant from his own mansion hurrying over.

He frowned suddenly: "What's the matter, so flustered?"

The servant took a quick look at Mo Sanniang, then lowered his head and said, "Yes... it's Madam who sent a message to ask Master to go back earlier."

Song Xian was a little impatient: "Understood, you go down."

The servant hasn't left yet, Song Xian looked at him: "What else is there?"

The servant was a little trembling, and said: "Madam... Madam also said that the city is not peaceful today, so please don't go to some... chaotic places..."

Song Xian's face immediately sank.

Mo Sanniang's face was also a little embarrassed, but she still calmed down and said with a smile: "City Master Song, it's getting late, you go back."

Song Xian glanced at her, and his expression softened a little.

He got up slowly and said: "Then I'll go first, the carriage is downstairs, when you want to leave, tell them."

Mo Sanniang nodded, watched him go to the next door, said goodbye to Yang Xing and the other three, and went back downstairs.

She sat quietly for a long time before sighing slightly, looking at the servants in the room, with a hint of sarcasm in her smile, she said softly:

"Tell me, what does the lady have to say?"

The servant stood up, with a calm tone, and said: "Madam said, I told you not to hook up with Song Xian in the future, don't think it's because of..."

"Okay, I see," Mo Sanniang frowned slightly, interrupting him, "I've heard enough of this, you go out."

The servant glanced at her, turned and backed out.

……

Mo Sanniang rubbed the center of her brows, a little tiredness appeared on her still youthful face.

……

The three of them stayed in Huaiyu City for half a month, but they still didn't see the man in black again. They planned to leave in a few days, and it happened to be Song Xian's birthday. I had to go to the banquet before leaving.

Song Xian's birthday banquet was extremely grand, and almost half of the famous people in Huaiyu City came. Outside the city lord's mansion, the servants were busy at the gate to greet guests, lead horses, and receive birthday gifts. All people coming and going in the mansion were very lively. up.

Yang Xing tugged at his clothes uncomfortably, and saw that he was wearing an ivory white robe, which perfectly complemented his figure, and a black belt was wrapped around his waist, which made his waist extremely thin, and his hair was too thin. Bound and fixed with a white jade crown, with a folding fan in his hand, the whole person looks like a son of a family, luxurious and bright.

The clothes were brought back by Yan Yufeng yesterday, and I don't know how Yan Yufeng knew his size, the clothes fit him perfectly.

It's just that there are too many people coming and going in the city lord's mansion now, which makes him a little irritable, and fanning himself with a folding fan from time to time.

Yan Yufeng was wearing a dark blue brocade robe, his hair was all tied up, the golden dark lines on the clothes showed that the clothes were of great value, the demon carp around his waist exuded a mysterious luster, coupled with his usual indifferent expression, let People dare not look directly.

Compared with the two of them, Bai Yesheng is much more casual, with his hair tied into a high ponytail, dark purple robe, white lining, no belt, and his long knife still on his back. Simple, following the owner's arbitrary temperament.

Bai Yesheng looked at the two people in front of him as he walked, and said with a smile, "You two, one black and one white, don't seem to be here to celebrate your birthday, but rather..."

Yang Xing glared at him, and knocked on his head with a folding fan: "Say something auspicious!"

……

When the three of them walked to the hall, everyone's eyes lit up: three handsome people!

Song Xian, the protagonist of the birthday party, was wearing a maroon uniform and looked very festive. Seeing the three of them now, he walked up cheerfully, introduced the identities of the next three to everyone, and praised the three by the way. How people fight wits and bravery to subdue spirit monsters, arouses everyone's amazement.

Yang Xing felt like a monkey in a zoo, being stared at by a group of people, his smile froze.

Seeing this, Yan Yufeng sent out the congratulatory gift to Song Xian, then dragged him to sit in a relatively secluded corner.

The people around still wanted to strike up a conversation, but seeing Yan Yufeng's expression, few of them dared to step forward.

Bai Yesheng came over and said, "Why are you walking so fast?"

Yang Xing complained: "What kind of birthday party is this? It's too boring."

Bai Yesheng smiled and said, "Otherwise, what else do you want to see? After dinner, let's find a chance to sneak out, and I'll take you to a fun place."

Yang Xing smiled knowingly: "It's the best."

The banquet started soon, and a middle-aged woman dressed in extremely rich came over and stood beside Song Xian.

Bai Yesheng suddenly whispered: "This lady's surname is Jia. She is from the Jia family in the south of the city. Her family background is rich, but she has a very bad temper."

"Irritable?" Yang Xing glanced at the lady, graceful and luxurious, but a little fatter, "It looks normal."

"It was in front of the guests. You don't know. I've been wandering around for the past few days, and I've heard from others that the Jia family relied on their own wealth and never put that Song Xian in their eyes, and that Mrs. Jia's status in the family is also higher than him. .”

Bai Yesheng raised his chin towards Song Xian: "Didn't you see him go to a Tongle Square, so he didn't dare to stay overnight?"

The legendary wife is strict?Yang Xing looked at Song Xian, then at Mrs. Jia, and felt that this family was really interesting.

At this time, he swept his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

"Why is Mo Sanniang here?"