Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

This person is Wang Er. When he entered the young man's room last night, he stumbled inexplicably and fell dizzy. His left leg still hurts so much. At this moment, he saw the young man alone, and the powerful man was not there. Beside him, the silk and satin village was his territory again, and suddenly felt that the opportunity for revenge had come, so he gave a vicious smile and called a few cronies over.

Yang Xing drank two cups of tea, but he didn't see the tailor coming out, so he was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that at this time, there were already people walking around outside, and a lot of businesses were open, so why didn't Tailor Zhao come after so long?

At this time, a figure flashed out from behind the screen, it was a boy about 17 years old.

The boy said respectfully: "Guest officer, I'm really sorry. Tailor Zhao is not in good health. We are calling the tailor from the cloth shop next door to come over. Please come with me to the back hall to pick out fabrics."

Yang Xing glanced at a pile of fabrics on the east side of the silk and satin village: "Aren't there any over there?"

The young man's attitude is sincere: "A batch of new materials have entered the back hall. You are the first customer today. The shopkeeper said that you can choose whatever you want and give you a discount."

Yang Xing didn't care about these things, but seeing the young man's stubborn attitude, he probably wanted to sell some new fabrics by himself, so he followed him to the back hall.

After walking for a while, Yang Xing stopped and said coldly, "Is this how Guizhuang treats guests?"

The boy turned around in confusion: "What?"

Yang Xing's smile disappeared, and although the corners of his mouth under the golden mask were still raised, it was full of sarcasm: "Or, do you think I can't see the people hiding around?"

As soon as these words came out, the respectful and obedient expression on the boy's face disappeared immediately, and turned into an excited and bloodthirsty expression, Yang Xing was amazed at the speed of his face change.

The sound of the wind rose, and four or five figures appeared from the hiding place, and gradually approached Yangxing. The leader was limping, and his eyes were shining with resentment.

Yang Xing glanced at him, suddenly said: "Oh, I thought who it was, it turned out to be you."

The tone was contemptuous, as if seeing a grasshopper that had just been trampled to death yesterday, the other people present couldn't help but looked at each other, and looked at Wang Er together and laughed.

Wang Er's face turned blue and white alternately. He looked at the young man on the verge of death but still spoke bitterly. He said bitterly, "That person is not by your side today. Let's see who can help you! Brothers, come on!"

Several people picked up the things in their hands and rushed towards Yang Xing.

"Wait." Yang Xing raised his hand to signal.

For some reason, those people actually stopped and looked at each other, as if they were waiting for the young man who was about to be beaten to have something to say.

Yang Xing said slowly: "I just want to ask, I haven't hit an ordinary person yet..."

Contemptuous smiles appeared on the faces of several people, and Wang Er, the leader, even sneered: He really is a good-for-nothing son.

Yang Xing slowly finished the remaining sentence: "If he is killed, should I be held responsible?"

Everyone paused for a second in astonishment, and then swung their weapons furiously, daring to laugh at them, go to hell!

……

The sound of the wind in the alley suddenly stopped, and everyone present seemed to be frozen suddenly, staring at the young man motionlessly, and the hands holding the weapons trembled uncontrollably.

The young man loosely held the long knife he snatched from the person next to him in his right hand, and weighed it a few times. He felt that this knife was quite like the big knife in the hands of the protagonists in the Hong Kong movie Young and Dangerous.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter made everyone tremble. As the young man threw away the long knife, everyone also threw away the weapons in their hands. It's about to face myself.

The young man who tricked the young man here just now is tense, and even his voice trembles a little: "Young master, young master... We are wrong! We don't know Taishan, you, you let Wang Er go!"

Yang Xing's left hand has always maintained a tight grip, and the end being held is Wang Er's neck. Just now, when no one saw clearly, Wang Er was suddenly sucked in front of the young man by a strong force. He was grabbed by the neck by the young man, and then lifted up, as easily as lifting a chick.

What was even more frightening was that on Wang Er's pinched neck, which was almost bruised, black lines spread out, and soon spread all over his body.

"Send you a little curse." Yang Xing said with a smile, and then casually threw Wang Er away like throwing the long knife just now.

Wang Er had passed out, lying quietly on the ground, the black lines all over his body were weird and penetrating, no one even dared to help him for a while, everyone looked at each other, and silently stepped back a few steps, seeing that the young man didn't respond, he immediately turned around and walked away. Run, and soon, only the young man was left in the alley.

Yang Xing stood in the same place with a cold face, and his mood still did not calm down. Since he came to this world, he has always been able to endure as long as he can. , he wanted to end all this early and leave.

But now, leaving has become far away, and what his gentle and forbearance brought him is the bullying of people like Wang Er.

Yang Xing couldn't help thinking of the words Yan Yufeng said when he left: "If anyone dares to touch you, kill him."

Did Yan Yufeng foresee that with his personality, he would be bullied when he went out?

Yang Xing quietly glanced at Wang Er who was struggling to wake up from the coma, his eyes were slightly cold, if he didn't know when to stop, he didn't mind making this curse permanent.

Fortunately, Wang Er knew a little about current affairs, and knew that the masked youth in front of him was unfathomable, so he got up quietly and ran away without a word. The black lines on his body scared many passers-by.

When Wang Er stumbled back to the gate of the silk and satin village, he just caught up with Cao Song, the head of the Cao family, coming in for inspection.He was startled when he saw Wang Er's appearance, and shouted sharply: "Wang Er! What's wrong with you? What's on your face!"

When Wang Er saw Cao Song, his legs softened, and his voice trembled: "Da, Da Dao! I, I...ah!" Wang Er suddenly saw Yang Xing walking slowly not far away from the corner of his eyes, and screamed in fright .

Cao Song frowned: "You must be fooling around outside again and offending people you shouldn't. If the second brother spoils you like this, I think you and your sister will have trouble sooner or later!"

Wang Er tremblingly looked at Yang Xing who was about to enter the door, and knelt down next to Cao Song, weeping: "The master, the master! I was wrong, please save me! He, he wants to kill me! "

Cao Song followed his hand and looked towards the door. A masked, luxurious young man was slowly stepping into the door. The young man had an extraordinary demeanor, and a light blue ring on his left hand was very eye-catching.

It's a spirit descendant, Cao Song judged after taking a look.

When Yang Xing entered the door, he saw Wang Er hugging someone's thigh and crying. He was a little surprised. He thought that Wang Er would not go back to the silk and satin shop, and wanted to come back to buy some clothes. After all, there was a silk and satin shop near the east of the city. Hurrying, no time to turn back.

Cao Song threw off Wang Er, walked towards Yang Xing, and saluted him sincerely: "Your Excellency must have come to look for Wang Er. My name is Cao Song, and I am the owner of this silk and satin village. Wang Er disturbed Your Excellency. My lord." I apologize on behalf of you, and I hope that Your Excellency will be happy."

Yang Xing raised his eyebrows, the owner of this silk and satin village is very polite.

He waved his hand casually: "I'm not here to look for him, I want to buy some clothes."

Cao Song was taken aback for a moment, a bit of astonishment appeared on his delicate face, and he quickly returned to normal: "Okay, Zhao Ling!"

A middle-aged man with a slightly fat body ran over in small steps: "What's your order, master?"

"Measure this customer, make some clothes, and tell them to use the best fabric, and I will pay for it."

Yang Xing was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No, I will pay the money myself."

Cao Song said slowly: "I hope you forgive me, Wang Er is the elder brother of my younger brother Cao Ze's concubine, and because Cao Ze usually dotes on him, he has done a lot of bad things. Although I have disturbed Your Excellency this time, I should be punished. But in the final analysis, it is my Cao family's ineffective discipline, and this dress should be regarded as an apology to Your Excellency."

These words are thoughtful, not only explaining that the Cao family is not an unreasonable family who blindly protect the inside, but also giving Yang Xing an explanation and compensation, which he really didn't know how to refuse at the moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cao Song kicked Wang Er and shouted, "Go and apologize!"

Wang Er crawled over tremblingly: "Thank you, hero! I'm sorry, hero!"

Yang Xing frowned, and was about to speak, when a person came in suddenly at the door, his voice was soft and pleasant: "I mean, who is making noise here in broad daylight, it turns out to be Cao Ze's in-laws——Wang Er .”

Everyone looked at the door, only to see a woman wearing a hazy pleated gauze dress slowly walking in, her steps were brisk, her face was pretty, her eyebrows and eyes had a style of her own, although she was talking with a smile, her tone was With a bit of sarcasm.

Yang Xing raised his eyes to look at the woman, but his face turned pale instantly, and he took two steps back slightly.

Seeing the person coming, Cao Song repelled Wang Er, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Patriarch Zheng? Why are you here?"

This person is Zheng Meilan, the Patriarch of the Zheng Family. Seeing Wang Eryi's strange black lines, she was not afraid at all. She found a chair and sat down. She picked up a cup of tea very leisurely, lifted the lid, and said with a smile: " The tea is cold."

A servant immediately ran up and offered her a new cup of tea.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling, a tailor who had been standing beside him, walked up to Yang Xing and whispered, "My lord, please come to the inner room with me."

Yang Xing stood motionless, staring fixedly at Zheng Meilan.

Zheng Meilan had noticed this young man wearing a golden mask since entering the door, and seeing the young man looking at her without hesitation, she also looked back frankly.

The moment she met the young man's eyes, she was slightly stunned: the young man looked at him very strangely, it was neither the amazement and admiration of ordinary people, nor the apprehension and fear of those people in the business field, but a kind of... It seemed as if he had seen a loved one whom he had not seen for many years.

Zheng Meilan thought about it, although the young man was wearing a mask, but his body and demeanor were very good, if she had come into contact with such a person, it was impossible not to forget him.

So... It's true that I haven't seen it before, Zheng Meilan smiled lightly and said, "Who is this young master?"

It took Yang Xing a long time to recover, and he spoke with difficulty: "...I am Yang Xing."

"Master Yang," Zheng Meilan nodded, "Hello."

Yang Xing looked away, his heart was surging, and his mind was in a mess.

Cao Song said: "I still don't know what Patriarch Zheng is doing?"

Zheng Meilan suddenly put away her smile, and raised her eyes to Cao Song. Although she was sitting, her demeanor was not inferior to Cao Song's at all. Looking at it like this at this moment, there was a bit of coercion:

"I just want to see what charm Cao's silk and satin shop has. It can make those two people in Siam want all of your goods, even [-]% of what I promised before."

"Patriarch Cao," she said in a cold voice, "Business is about one person coming and going, each leaving a three-point retreat, which is good to you and me, but you are blocking other people's roads, which is deceiving. Is it too much?"

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