Zheng Xiu turned on [Inspiration] and looked at the town at the foot of the mountain from a distance, curled up in Yin Qingqing's arms and motionless.
Yin Qingqing guessed the true identity of Xiao Ma Zheng E without any evidence, and would not think that he was targeting nothing. The mystery of the Red King was obvious to all in the Secret Service, and Yin Qingqing even did not even know what path the Red King took.
The type of thaumaturgy is unknown.
After squinting for a while, Zheng Xiu's unblinking eyes finally blinked.
"Huh~"
"Click!"
As the sound of Zheng Xiu exhaling a breath of air and the sound of the orange cat biting off a piece of fried fish cake sounded at the same time, the solid atmosphere suddenly softened a bit.
"Little Master, you..."
When the young man turned on [Inspiration] just now, Situ Yong accidentally caught a glimpse of those empty and lifeless eyes, as if he had been seen through from the inside out, and as if he was standing naked in the ice and snow, which made Situ Yong couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
Sad autumn, the thrill of running naked. The old man slowly pulled out the big sword from his waist a few inches, and said in a deep voice: "Did you 'see' something?"
"Well, I was born psychic."
"Psychic" seems to be a rare physique. [Suppressing Soul Man] Bi Shui has the doorway, and also has the ability similar to "inspiration". When Situ Yong asked, Zheng Xiu did not hide it, and confessed part of his characteristics to let
If a few people ignore the age difference and value themselves more, this is not a bad idea.
"Hiss... Brother, what did you see?"
She Tian shamelessly grabbed his younger brother and asked.
"There is something strange hidden in the town, but I can't see clearly." Zheng Xiu calmly said nonsense, and then said the conclusion he had observed: "The only thing I can be sure of now is that the town has not yet formed a
The 'dark tent' has not yet formed a closed 'ghost monster'. But it is well known that Mo Jie is pregnant, many men have died one after another in the town, and the Wutong Temple...all the weirdness shows that a 'ghost' has been created here.
Ghost's conditions."
There was one sentence that Zheng Xiu didn't say.
Guixiao is the interface between the eternal world and the eternal darkness.
Very close to the eternal darkness, but unable to enter the eternal darkness.
As Gongsun Mo, Zheng Xiu once spent hundreds of years absorbing the souls of tens of thousands of people, and used his supreme painting skills to draw a "ghost monster". This process not only benefited Zheng Xiu a lot, but also almost understood the principle of the generation of ghost monsters.
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After all, he was once the creator of ghosts.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu smiled instead of being surprised. He grabbed Yin Qingqing's reins and started riding forward with a loud laugh.
The young man's excitement made Ye, Snake and Situ Yong behind him look confused. Situ Yong pulled out a few inches of the knife from his waist and pressed it back into the scabbard, wondering in his heart. Logically speaking, he should be excited too. After all,
You can witness with your own eyes the wonder of "a man's pregnancy".
On horseback.
As the horse jolted, Yin Qingqing, the boy, and the orange cat sitting in the front, standing facing the wind, also bounced back and forth.
"Young Master, you..."
When Yin Qingqing called "Young Master", she paused inadvertently, causing Zheng Xiu in front of him to frown: "You can guess it, so why pretend to be stupid."
"...Yes, Your Majesty, what I want to ask you is, do you think that the strange things happening in this town are related to the Night Lord?"
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly: "I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist."
Yin Qingqing closed her mouth and tried to figure out Zheng Xiu's thoughts at the moment.
soon.
Several people finally arrived in Luzhen.
After a few days of busy work, Zheng Xiu was not in a hurry to handle the case, and planned to meet up with Xi'er and the others first.
After showing the official document from the "Disaster Prevention Bureau" with the "Red King's Seal" printed in front of the city gate, the town gatekeepers nodded and let the few people who were behaving strangely into the city.
This month, the name of the newly promoted "Red King" has spread throughout the country through various means, and the "Disaster Prevention Bureau" founded by the Red King has also gradually entered the eyes of the people.
What is different from Ye Weiyang back then is that the Disaster Prevention Bureau works in a high-profile manner, as if it has a detached status. However, in the minds of the people, the impression of the "Disaster Prevention Bureau" is probably that it is as official as the "Six Doors"
It is a case-handling agency. People do not know the weirdness of the dark side of the world, and naturally they do not know what the real business scope of the Disaster Prevention Bureau is.
In the city, there were only a few people walking on the road. The watchmen held lanterns and beat gongs and sang the call of "Second Watch". The loud sound of gongs alerted the vicious dogs in the city. The barking of dogs and the subsequent scoldings added to the charm of this small town.
A bit of human fireworks.
When they first arrived, She, Ye, Situ Yong, and Yin Qingqing were cautious, but after entering the city and passing through a few streets, they didn't notice anything wrong.
To the west of Yulu Town, a seven-story attic is brightly lit, and there is a melodious sound. The night singing here seems so incompatible with the lights out and silence in other places.
"There seems to be a brothel there?"
Situ Yong pricked up his ears and listened for a moment, then said in surprise.
Ye and She asked curiously: "What is a brothel?"
Situ Yong chuckled, but soon he realized that such a chuckle was not appropriate, so he straightened his mind and said calmly: "The so-called brothels, gentle towns, and hero's graves are all inevitable, regardless of whether they are literati, poets, generals, doctors, or painters.
As is customary, when you pass by, you can't help but go in to take a look and stroll around. Drink a glass of warm wine, lift up your Luo shirt, listen to the breeze, and seek peace of mind for a while!"
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but applaud and praise: "As expected of Mr. Situ, he is well-informed, has experienced hundreds of battles, is old and strong, and knows the way, I admire him, I admire him!"
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! That's great, that's great!" Situ Yong responded with a smile while twirling his beard.
Ye and Snake looked at each other in confusion. Although the old driver spoke in a cryptic way, Ye and Snake were not fools and they heard it.
Snake said bluntly: "Isn't this just a brothel? Huh, I've heard before that the Red King is not a good person. The disaster prevention bureau where we handle the case was formerly a brothel."
When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was unhappy. He frowned and said, "Who are you listening to?"
If you have the ability, just say it and I will write it down in my notebook immediately.
The snake hesitated and couldn't tell the reason. It seemed that the word "I heard" was just a casual comment. Finally, it stiffened its neck and glared at the young man: "Anyway, it's not a good place! Brother, don't follow the example of the Red King."
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Yin Qingqing looked at Zheng Xiu who was being scolded in front of him with a strange expression. Zheng Xiu's expression was not as embarrassing as she expected. His brows relaxed. He obviously didn't care about it like a snake and smiled.
"You are wrong again. A brothel and a brothel are not the same thing."
"Oh?" When Ye heard this, her eyes lit up and she became interested. She had not participated in the topic until now and couldn't help but ask the handsome young man. She said softly: "Tell your sister, what's the difference?"
"It's very different!" Regarding the majestic image of the Red King, Zheng Xiu did not hesitate to spend three or two minutes saying: "Most of the women in the brothel have unspeakable secrets. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the singing, drinking and dancing in the building have their own tastes.
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Situ Yong closed his eyes and hummed softly. When he heard the young man gasping for air, he asked: "Unless what?"
"Unless the two are in love."
The young man laughs.
"It makes sense!" Situ Yong nodded, thinking to himself that it was really the case. In order to win the favor of the flower girl in a brothel, just throwing money may not be enough. You also have to be handsome and funny, recite poems and write the right poems, and please the flower girl. Only the flower girl can be favored.
My sister took a fancy to her and agreed. Only then did she stand out from the crowd and stay overnight. Isn't this what "two people are in love with each other"?
Zheng Xiu didn't know that his casual explanation had narrowed the distance between him and Situ Yong. Situ Yong secretly regarded the young man as a kindred spirit, rode his horse and took a few steps closer, as if he was sorry to meet him at such a late date, and asked eagerly: "Then
Where is the kiln?"
"It's a brothel," Zheng Xiu sneered: "It's full of smoke, vulgarity, and spending money to do things. They know how to play, play, and sing. It makes people fall into it and they can't extricate themselves. Naturally, they are selling themselves instead of performing arts, unless..."
Situ Yong: "Unless?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "Add more money."
"Wonderful!" Situ Yong slapped his thigh.
The snake was confused and seemed to understand, but not completely.
The smile on Ye's face did not diminish, but a blush quietly appeared on her face. She spat secretly, as if she understood the deeper meaning, and added some money to add some skills. The young man said it half-jokingly and half-seriously, letting everyone understand the difference between a brothel and a brothel.
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At this time, Yin Qingqing calmly pointed to the red light flashing around the young man's waist: "Young Master, we are here to contact you."
The news came from Xi'er who was impatient. Before arriving in Luzhen, Zheng Xiu called Chang Shihui and asked about his safety.
Xi'er, don't you laugh, the pregnant man is staying at the most upscale inn in the town, called "Xilai Deng Inn". The name makes you look happy. The two doors of the inn are half-hidden, and when you push the door open, a person walks in.
The young waiter was lying on the counter, with a dim lamp lit beside it. When he opened the door, a gust of cold night wind blew in, almost blowing out the lamp. The flickering candle flame woke up the waiter, and he rubbed his eyes to see clearly.
Someone comes.
The strange combination made the waiter look straight at it.
A handsome young man, with a dressed orange cat standing on his head, two masked women wearing bold and exotic clothes, and a murderous white-haired old man with six large scimitars on his waist
Before it was unsheathed, the ferocious handle of the knife made the waiter suddenly tremble. His lingering eyes were so frightened that he stopped looking. He lowered his head and asked, "You guys have come from afar. I'm not sure if you're welcome at a distance! I don't know."
Are the two gentlemen, the three aunts, and the distinguished guests here to stay at the hotel or to ask for directions?"
"Meow!"
Standing above Zheng Xiu, the orange cat wagged its tail dissatisfied. The waiter ignored it.
Zheng Xiu smiled and explained his purpose. The waiter looked at the boy suspiciously. He had seen many customers. It was not difficult to see that among this strange group of people, the boy was the backbone of the old, weak, women, children and cats group. But the waiter did not ask any more questions.
, the three guests living in that room early this morning said hello in advance, saying that friends would visit late at night.
Speaking of the three guests in that room, the waiter was secretly worried. These three people looked so glamorous, but they had to squeeze into one room, two men and one woman, without fear of being gossiped about from behind.
With this thought in his mind, the waiter didn't show any impatience on his face. He nodded and pointed the way, letting Zheng Xiu and the others go upstairs, and casually asked if he wanted to open a few more rooms or something.
"How many rooms are left?"
The young man suddenly asked.
"There are plenty of rooms, there are plenty of them," the waiter replied.
Zheng Xiu opened his palms towards Yin Qingqing.
Yin Qingqing put a bag of silver in Zheng Xiu's hand.
"I've fully booked the rest of the room. You can keep the money first and settle the bill together when we leave."
The waiter waited for a few people to come up, then secretly opened the bag and took a look. The bright silver light stung his eyes. He took out a piece without belief and put it in his mouth to bite. Click! He grinned, narrowed his eyes, and then looked around.
Looking around, he ran back to the counter like a thief, took out two broken pieces of silver from the bag, weighed them, and hid them in his arms.
As they walked up the stairs, the snake scolded the young man bitterly, saying that he had learned nothing but learned the Red King's trick of using money to pressure people. As he said this, a thin sound came from the snake's feet, as if it was a thin thread being stretched.
broken sound.
Arriving in front of the door, a long snoring sound could be heard faintly inside.
Snake came to the door first, lowered his head and looked surprised: "The door is not closed tightly."
Zheng Xiu nodded and motioned for the snake to enter.
The snake opened the door silently, and a pair of sharp scissors was pointed directly between the snake's eyebrows.
"Hey, this girl, I'm afraid she went to the wrong place, huh? Situ Yong?"
The one who held up the scissors to greet the guests was Jun Buxiao, who was wearing a "cold" mask. The first half of his words were addressed to the snake, and the second half of his words clearly came to his senses after he saw Situ Yong in a smart suit and put away the scissors.
, suddenly changed his face and changed into a festive smiling face: "Ah! So it's you guys who have arrived! Huh? Lord Qingzhu, this is what you said in your letter... the nephew of the Red Prince?"
Xi'er was sitting on the window sill with her legs crossed, her ten fingers spread out, and her middle finger hooked inward. The silk thread that was broken on the stairs was silently retracted into her sleeve. When Xi'er saw the boy, she let out a long sigh of relief:
"Chi...ahem, Master, you are finally here!"
When Yin Qingqing heard this, she understood instantly and sighed in her heart. Most people who dare to fall in love with the Zheng family are just pretending to be stupid, right? Could it be that the Red King likes to play such strange tricks?
Then should I be...how younger?
Yin Qingqing, who has just arrived and plans to integrate into the new family, is "in her mid-thirties but eighteen years old", and she secretly speculates on the interests and preferences of the Red King from time to time.
"Meow!"
Seeing that you are not smiling, the orange cat talks only about "green pillars" and not about "cat pillars". It is furiously aware of its presence, turning its tail crazily, and its emerald-like eyes light up with a faint green light in the dim room.
, extremely weird.
"Jun Buxiao has met Mr. Cat Zhu." Jun Buxiao bowed his hands towards the orange cat above Zheng Xiu's head seriously.
"Ahem, Xi'er has met Master Maozhu."
The orange cat felt comfortable now, jumped to the side, and found a comfortable position to lie down. The orange cat turned over its paws, took out a piece of fried fish cake from somewhere, put it under its chin, and smelled the fragrance of the fried fish cake.
He looked sleepy and enjoying himself very much.
When Zheng Xiu saw it, he became angry. When did this greedy cat steal the fried fish cakes?
"How did I get discovered?"
She was greeted by the scissors as soon as the snake came in. She wondered in her mind that snakes are good at hiding, like hunters in the dark. She could walk without making any sound, hold her breath, and suppress her heartbeat. She didn't know how she could be caught.
I found out and muttered and reviewed myself behind the door.
"It's Xi'er's 'silk thread'. She is the 'tailor' in the 'Skilled Hand' branch. She can completely control the sutures she releases. You accidentally broke one when you went upstairs, and she noticed it."
With his sharp ears, Zheng Xiu heard the snake's muttering and explained with a smile.
Snake suddenly realized that there was something else in his eyes when he looked at Xi'er.
This was also done intentionally by Zheng Xiu. Along the way, Snake boasted that he was invincible and had countless talented people. There just happened to be a small opportunity for Snake to see the abilities of other people and cultivate his character. Zheng Xiu was willing to use this subtle influence
Call it "training", the road is long and long, take your time, you won't be able to eat the big white snake in one bite.
This was already the most spacious room in the "Xilai Deng Inn", but with so many people entering at once, it suddenly seemed extremely crowded. Ye pulled the snake to the corner, raised a white finger to his lips and said "Shh", signaling
Snake, don't make any noise in front of so many people.
"嘤嘤嘤——"
The slight movement woke up the poor man Mo Jiu on the bed. He tossed and turned with a big belly, unable to sleep, and made strange moaning sounds. Situ Yong's eyes were bright, like a hungry beast, and he pressed the dagger at his waist with both hands at the same time.
superior.
"Let me come!"
He walked towards Mo Lie, wondering if he could sense the surging fighting spirit emanating from Situ Yong. This fighting spirit burned Mo Lie's butt like a raging fire and woke him up. Mo Lie jumped up and opened his eyes to see the whole room.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the doctor sharpening his knife in full swing.
"ah--"
Mo Zhuo's stomach lurched, and his screams echoed through the inn.