Since ancient times, the two words "wealth and sex" have been indistinguishable. People who have money will inevitably be tainted with the word sex.

The moment Fei Yao stepped onto the stairs, someone in the lobby noticed him, looked over with frivolous eyebrows, and whistled very dissolutely.

Someone praised her unabashedly: "What a beautiful little lady."

Fei Yao said nothing and continued to walk up the steps. If she took such rabble-rousing words to heart, it would be like feeding her thousands of years of practice to dogs.

Arriving upstairs, the furnishings were a bit more elegant than those in the hall. The doors of the partitions all had elegant names such as "Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, Feng Yue Flowers and Birds". Fei Yao was led by the waiter to a room called "Tingfeng".

As soon as I sat down in the elegant room of the "Tingfeng Pavilion", I felt that the "Wind Listening Pavilion" was really suitable for listening to the "wind sound".

A woman's cry came from the room next door. When Fei Yao calmed down, he heard someone say: "You stinky girl, don't be ignorant! How many noble girls in Yongzhou City have fought to marry my young master?

You're a singer, it's your blessing to fall in love with you!"

The woman continued to cry: "But, the little girl is already engaged."

"Why don't you just quit? Give your fiancé some money and ask him to marry a good one. You can also enjoy the glory and wealth with my young master."

"The little girl has a life-long commitment to her husband's husband. How can she repent at will? Besides, the little girl has an ordinary appearance and a poor fortune. How can she be worthy of Mr. Zhou?"

Mr. Zhou, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth and commented on an item, saying: "It's true that the appearance is mediocre, but these eyes are full of aura."

The young man who spoke before said flatteringly: "Master, maybe you can dig out her eyes."

When the woman heard this, she cried even more.

There was a "pop" and a slap in the face. Fei Yao thought that the woman's eyes were damaged, but when she was about to stand up, she heard the young master say: "Damn slave! What do you want her eyes to do?"

Are you stepping on blisters?"

The little boy who was beaten seemed to be particularly frightened. He knelt down with a thud and begged for mercy again and again: "Master, spare your life. I am the slave who misunderstood the master." As he said this, the servant slapped him.

It seemed like he was beating himself up.

The girl singing in the cubicle did not expect such a change to occur. She held her breath for a moment and did not dare to cry anymore or say a word.

Fei Yao chuckled lightly. For a moment, he was as unsure of the situation as the girl. He didn't know whether he should go over and rescue the beauty.

This laughter, accompanied by the constant slaps, seemed to be particularly obvious. Fei Yao only heard the slaps and suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of a chair moving, but within a few breaths, the footsteps had already arrived in front of the door.

The waiter was smart and had already anticipated something, so he loudly said to Fei Jue: "Dear guest, please don't laugh at the simple decoration here. The dishes prepared by our chefs are the best in Yongzhou City."

Fei Yao knew that the waiter in this store was trying to smooth things over for her. Although she was not afraid of the young man next door, Fei Yao still understood the waiter's kindness and nodded with a smile.

Just as she was about to serve some of her specialty dishes, she saw a young man standing in front of the door, looking at her arrogantly.

When their eyes met, Fei Yao's expression paused, and a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously. He opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"

The young master was also startled and asked Fei Yao, "Who are you?"

Fei Yao raised his eyebrows, not fussing over the child, "Passenger."

There was a hint of doubt in the young master's eyes, "Why do I look familiar to you?"

"There are many people who are similar to all living beings. It's possible that the young master is just blinded by this."

"Are you married?" The other party actually said this, quite convincingly.

Fei Yao raised his eyes and took a closer look at the young master. He felt a bit cordial for some reason. He felt a faint movement in his heart and had suspicions. However, Fei Yao soon denied his thoughts. If calculated according to time, Ying Zhaoyan

Even if his soul was reincarnated as a mortal, he is just a baby waiting to be fed. How could he become such a big boy in front of him?

"Haha." Fei Yao chuckled twice and nodded towards the young man.

The young master glanced at Fei Jue again, turned around and left, striding downstairs. The dog-legged boy behind him hurriedly followed. The singing girl was still twitching, as if she had been greatly wronged. For a moment,

It's hard to recover from the pain.

The waiter in the shop saw this happening and advised Fei Yao: "Dear guest, you may be in trouble. This young master is a person who is not easy to mess with in Yongzhou."

Fei Yao was quite interested in the young man, "Why is he so hard to mess with?"

"It sounds like your accent doesn't sound like a local, so I quietly reminded the distinguished guest that the young master just now is the only son of the prefect of Zhouzhou in Yongzhou City. He comes from a noble family and is a talented person. What has happened to Yongzhou City?

If something doesn't go well with Mr. Zhou, the prefect will find a way to make him happy. Although you, my dear guest, have not offended Mr. Zhou, if you want to stay in Yongzhou City for a long time, you'd better pay a little attention."

Fei Yao nodded and said to himself: "It feels very familiar, but it's only been a short year."

The waiter at the side store heard what Fei Yao said and said in surprise: "The distinguished guest also knows about that matter. Counting it, it must have been a year."

The preface did not match the postscript, and Fei Yao was puzzled, "What happened?"

"There are rumors that Mr. Zhou died in vain."

Feiyao became interested and couldn't help but ask a few more questions, "What's the point of dying in vain? Just tell me." As he spoke, he had a few more coins on hand and pushed them in front of the waiter.

The waiter chuckled and hid the money in his sleeves, lowered his voice a little, and then said: "About a year ago, some people in the city made an appointment with Mr. Zhou to go hunting in the mountains. However, they were frightened when they encountered a pack of wolves during the hunting.

The horses and several people dispersed. Mr. Zhou was pulled off his horse by a pack of wolves and dragged into a mountain canal. The remaining few people could not defeat the wolves, so they had to flee for their own lives. They came back and reported the matter to the prefect, saying that Zhou

The young master has been cut into pieces by a pack of wolves, and he died in vain at such a young age."

Fei Yao pointed her finger on the table and listened quietly. Seeing the waiter raise his eyes to look at her face, he said, "Go on."

"After learning the news, the prefect and his wife were heartbroken. When they took people to collect Mr. Zhou's body, they saw Mr. Zhou lying in the mountain canal and still breathing. The prefect and his family hurriedly took Mr. Zhou back.

After the doctor diagnosed him, he found that there was not a single fatal wound on Mr. Zhou’s body. The pack of wolves evacuated for unknown reasons and did not injure Mr. Zhou’s life.”

Fei Yao nodded, feeling that this story was not very strange, "It is also a kind of good fortune to have great fortune and great destiny."

The waiter nodded in the same way, with a little more emotion, "A rich man is destined to be rich. Mr. Zhou suffered such a disaster. In addition to not being able to remember what happened before, he also didn't have any missing arms or legs. I heard that the prefect

That night I went to worship the gods, and today I worshiped at the statues of the two gods of Feng Shui. It is said that the gods appeared and told the prefect in a dream that Mr. Zhou will one day become the top scholar in high school and make great achievements."

Fei Yao heard some key points in it and interjected: "Can't you remember what happened before?"

"Yes! After I woke up from a coma, I forgot what happened before, and my personality was slightly different from before." As he said that, the waiter looked around and saw that no one was around, and whispered: "I used to bully good people and rob people's girls.

Although his temper is still domineering now, he suddenly seems to have gained some control and no longer harms the people. Privately, the people in Yongzhou City rumored that the disaster was a lesson given to him by the gods. Secretly, many people also began to worship Feng Shui.

Two gods.”

After saying that, the waiter reminded again: "Although I say that, distinguished guests still need to pay more attention. If you can, don't provoke them. It's better to do less than to do more."

Fei Yao had a slight idea, and he couldn't suppress his joy. He smiled at the waiter in the shop, thinking of finding an opportunity to get close to the young master Zhou to see if he was the soul of Ying Zhaoyan.

Seeing Fei Yao, the waiter had no doubts anymore. He took two steps back and was about to leave when he heard another question in his ear, "Why do you worship the two gods of Feng Shui instead of other immortal officials?"

Lowering his voice, the waiter looked around again and whispered: "It is said that when the magistrate heard the news of Mr. Zhou's death, he was so frightened that he peed his pants. He was able to dry up after being blown by the wind. Afterwards, everyone he met said that it was the water god appearing and the wind god helping him.

Only then can his son have such great fortune."
Chapter completed!