Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The two of them didn't get very far, Yan Yufeng received a message from Yan Shi's pigeon on the way, asking him to go back immediately.

After receiving the letter, he was silent for a long time, and took out the "Qianli Voice Transmission" from his arms and gave it to Yang Xing.

"I'll be back soon. When you get there, no matter whether you get any clues or not, wait for me to come before you act."

Yang Xing agreed.

Yan Yufeng seemed worried, and when he left, he looked at him seriously, his frost-soaked eyes were filled with deep worry. It would take at least half a month for him to come and go, so he could only hope You won't meet the person who wants to grab the magic weapon.

Yang Xing saw that he was obviously worried about him, so he said helplessly, "I'm fine, you can go now."

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After Yan Yufeng left, Yang Xing continued on the road. The Sikong family was located in the southeast, close to Baisanghai, and the Wushang City they were in before was located in the west. He was not traveling fast. It would take about ten days to go this way.

To the east of Wushang City is Huaiyang City, which is also the place where they passed by before but had no time to rest. Looking up at the stars to see that it was getting late, they rushed into the city before the city gate closed.

Huaiyang City was still bustling with bustle and bustle, merchants coming and going filled the streets, Yang Xing even had to turn sideways to avoid a caravan.

He looked back at the caravan, a little strange, those camels were covered with expensive silk fabrics, and they were driving on the street like this, wouldn't they be afraid of attracting coveted thieves?

A few young people were discussing next to him. He walked slowly and had excellent hearing, so all the discussions were heard in his ears.

"It's the Cao family's caravan again!"

"Their family is really powerful. I heard that they have dealt with a few Siamese recently and made several big deals!"

"Hey, is that right? Then I think our Huaiyang City will be surnamed Cao soon!"

"That's not necessarily true. I don't think the Zheng family is much worse than his Cao family."

"The Zheng family? You don't know that, right? The Zheng family is good, but a woman can't support the business!"

"Hey, I don't like to hear what you say. What's wrong with the girl? Zheng Meilan, the head of the Zheng family, is not as capable as one of the ten men!"

"I told you that you still don't understand. A woman comes out to show her face, won't people laugh at her? Those Siamese are so rich, why don't you see them doing business with Zheng Meilan?..."

After listening for a while, Yang Xing understood that the Cao family and Zheng family in Huaiyang City should be the two wealthiest merchants in the city.

It's just that the head of the Zheng family is a woman, which is a bit strange. After all, in this era, the status of men and women is separated by a gap. It is not easy for Zheng Meilan to support the Zheng family by herself.

However, none of this has anything to do with him, it's important to hurry.

Yang Xing found a small inn, asked for an ordinary guest room, and went back to the room under Xiao Er's guidance.

After sitting down, he impatiently tore off the golden mask on his face, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

The mask was not big, with some complicated patterns on it, which just covered the upper half of his face, revealing the delicate and straight bridge of the nose and the corners of the mouth that were always slightly raised. This mask was given to him by Yan Yufeng, and he was forced to leave when he left Putting it on, although the mask fit his face very well, and there was no foreign body sensation when wearing it, but there was always something covering his face, which made him feel uncomfortable. The only consolation was that Yan Yufeng applied a spell on the mask to make him feel uncomfortable. The sunlight cannot directly shine on his eyes, which protects his fragile eyes.

After leaving Biling Lake, he found that his eyes were not only uncomfortable at noon, as long as his eyes were exposed to the sun, he would feel a slight sting, especially after staying in the sun for a long time, only at night. It will be normal at this time, and the eyesight will be much more sensitive.

In fact, this mask brought him a lot of strange looks along the way, but fortunately, he kept a low profile, so no one took the initiative to provoke him.

The city of Huaiyang at night is quite different from the daytime. The empty streets only have the sound of cold wind blowing. Some spoiled meals that were not sold by the vendors during the daytime were dumped on the side of the road. A few mice shuttled among them. Several officers and soldiers on patrol at night walked by, and the sound of cursing disturbed the animals, and they quickly scattered.

The inn was also very quiet, and Yang Xing couldn't sleep due to the constant snoring, but he didn't use his spiritual power to block out these sounds, because the room was really too dark, only a low-quality candle was burning quietly, and the faint light could only go out He was ruthlessly swallowed by the darkness after emitting a little light, and only by keeping the breathing sound of those people in the inn could he feel a little popular and feel a little more at ease.

Yang Xing feels strange, he has been here for so long, he has slept in so many inns, why can't he sleep today?

He thought carefully about the past, Rourou was always with him when he first came, and after Rourou's accident, Yan Yufeng and Bai Yesheng were always by his side, but now, it was the first time he was alone in this strange world , facing a completely unknown front, and a Sikong family that has never set foot before.

He didn't even have time to worry about how to prevent those clansmen from seeing that he was not the deity, so he set off on the journey hastily.

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from the door, which immediately touched Yang Xing's already sensitive nerves.

He turned over and sat up in an instant, squinting at the door through the night.

A faint figure was reflected on the door. He felt that the other party had no spiritual power, so he didn't call out Luo Xing, took out the mask and put it on again, and quietly moved to the door, waiting for that person's next move.

A thin dagger protruded in through the gap in the door, and the door bolt was lifted a little bit by the dagger. Yang Xing complained about the simple door bolt, and set up a spirit circle at the door to isolate the sound in the room. Make sure no one else can hear it.

The thief acted very carefully and was familiar with the road, prying and opening the door without making a sound. Soon, a black figure crept in.

The moment he entered the door, the man let out a scream!

Yang Xing quickly closed the door, and threw a spell with his hand. The spell exploded in the air, instantly lighting up all the candles in the room, and there were a lot of people in the room.

He walked to the chair and sat down leisurely, watching the man hugging his left foot and howling in pain.

It was a young man about 20 years old, with wicked eyes, and a hostile look on his face. Yang Xing frowned when he saw his face clearly.

The man howled for a while, looked up at Yang Xing bitterly, and rushed over with a dagger in his hand.

With a sound of "clang", the dagger snapped, Yang Xing's face remained unchanged, standing in front of him was a person who was almost exactly like himself, holding the broken half of the dagger with a cold face.

Separation | body technique is quite easy to use.

Yang Xing sighed silently, and saw that person crying and begging for mercy to his avatar: "Hero, two heroes! I was wrong!"

"I just want to steal something, I don't want to provoke you two! I beg you two to let me go!"

Yang Xing's avatar didn't wear a mask, so Wang Er didn't see that the two people in front of him looked the same, and just begged for mercy to the more powerful young man in front of him.

He just saw that this person was dressed luxuriously during the day, and he didn't speak a local accent. He thought he was a young man who went out to play, so he wanted to sneak in at night to save some money. Who knew there was another powerful one in the room, which was really unlucky. Even if he didn't want to, he had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Yang Xing said indifferently: "What's your name, when did you follow me?"

The man shrank his neck, and his tone flinched: "The little one, the little one is called Wang Er, and the little one didn't dare to follow the two heroes! The little one just wanted to..."

Yang Xing answered with a smile: "I just want to steal some money, and kill someone to silence me?"

Wang Er's face turned pale immediately: "You little one didn't want to kill anyone! That knife is just for scaring people! The edge of the knife is not even sharpened!"

Yang Xing glanced at the dagger glowing with cold light, the bloody smell left on it made him frown, not wanting to entangle with this person too much, he said coldly: "Get out."

The man scrambled and ran out, and when he left, he quickly looked back at Yang Xing, as if to remember his appearance.

Yang Xing rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, he couldn't fall asleep after such a fuss, so he sat down for a while, and when the sky became slightly brighter, he packed his things and left the inn.

There is a silk and satin shop in the east of the city. When Yang Xing passed by here yesterday, he planned to buy some clothes the next day. He didn’t bring much change of clothes. The swamp of Biling Lake was ruined. Another ruined body, now he only has two sets of clothes left on his body, and the weather is getting colder when he goes to Baisanghai, it is really inconvenient not to prepare some clothes.

He came early, the silk and satin shop had just opened, and there was only one servant who was yawning and sweeping the floor.

Seeing that Yang Xing was all dressed up, the man knew that he was a distinguished guest. He held back his yawn and greeted him enthusiastically: "Guest officer, what do you need? Our Cao's silk and satin shop has all kinds of fabrics." , keep it safe, you bought it and want to buy it!"

Yang Xing glanced at his half-opened eyes and the eloquent introduction speechlessly, admiring the other party's professionalism, and then interrupted him decisively: "Measure me, I need to be thicker clothes."

The servant hurriedly replied: "Okay! Sit down and have a sip of tea first, and I'll find someone to call Tailor Zhao!"

Yang Xing knew that it was still early, and most of them were not ready to open the door to welcome guests, so he nodded, sat on the old man's chair beside him, and waited patiently.

The silk and satin village is oriented east-west, with all kinds of cloth and samples on the east, and a compartment for receiving guests on the west, separated by a large screen.

A young man limped out from behind the counter, and was about to call Tailor Zhao, cursing in a low voice as he walked, "Damn, who doesn't have eyes to buy clothes so early, grandpa, my leg still hurts!"

Walking to the cubicle, he glanced casually, and after seeing clearly the appearance of the young man sitting in the cubicle, he quickly stepped back a few steps, his face paled: "It turned out to be him!"

However, when he saw clearly that the young man was alone, he immediately showed a malicious smile: "How did you say that sentence, what kind of enemy is what way, since you took the initiative to send it to your door, then don't blame me for being rude." Already!"

The author has something to say:

Kneeling to ask for leave...

A sudden exam is still very important qwq, if you don't prepare for the exam, you will die...

By visual inspection, I squatted in the library to read and saw that it was the end of March. After the exam, I will come back and update!

I'm sorry, especially the (married and white) little angel orz feels like I can see you every day, and suddenly I'm so sorry orz...

This book is not long, it is estimated to be about 20 words, after the restoration and update, we will try our best to finish it as soon as possible!

Bow again, sorry!