——It’s true that there is a cold-repelling talisman missing.
If Shen Beizhu can stick it so neatly behind his back, he is the only one around him.
It's just that one talisman is missing. Indeed, they should have given Shen Beizhu one after they arrived at Shuixie.
Yan Yan didn't know who she was, but when he saw that she was still wearing the same dress in winter and there was no redness on her face, he knew that she was not afraid of the cold winter.
And it was common for him to meditate naked under icy water in the winter, not to mention the fact that the capital was so cold.
Only Shen Beizhu, although he has internal strength, is still mortal and will freeze to death.
Speaking of the mortal body, Qingyu glanced at Shen Beizhu's back from the corner of her eye.
——He always felt that this person had an unusual aura.
When he continued to look through the bag, he was stunned when he saw the extra things inside.
Yan Yan lay on the window sill and stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes outside.
A snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, but it did not melt. Yan Yan could feel the coldness on it.
——But not as cold as when she died.
The three of them were doing their own things, and the footsteps on the veranda were getting closer and closer.
The boy who was scared by Yan Yan just now was pushing a wooden wheelchair. On the wooden wheelchair was Xu Yiyuan, who was already conscious.
Yan Yan sat still while Shen Beizhu and Qing Yu stepped forward to greet him.
"Thank you a lot." Xu Yiyuan's eyes fell on Yan Yu for a longer time.
Knowing that Xu Yiyuan was a passionate person, Shen Beizhu moved his feet to cover his sight of Yan Yan.
"Brother Shen."
Prince Shen's Mansion and Prime Minister's Mansion were both powerful and the other was powerful. As the emperor's faction, there was almost no communication between Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Shen's Mansion.
Shen Beizhu and Xu Yiyuan are not the same person, and this is the first time that the two of them are looking at each other.
"Is this girl wearing too thin clothes?" Xu Yiyuan was feebly concerned.
Shen Beizhu picked up the cloak he put aside and covered Yan Yan tightly.
Qingyu, who was really wearing the least, looked at the others in silence.
"Why don't you, girl, stay in the lower courtyard? This waterside pavilion..."
"No need." Shen Beizhu said decisively.
Yan Yan poked his head out of his cloak, looked at Shen Beizhu's back and curled his lips.
"This girl hasn't spoken yet. Brother Shen, is it..."
"No, I brought her here, but what is Brother Xu thinking about when he says this? Besides, your current body... who wouldn't be unlucky to see it?"
Xu Yiyuan: "..."
Seeing Xu Yiyuan's unhappy face, Shen Beizhu burst into tears.
——He is thinking about Xu Yiyuan! As for Yan Zi’s bad temperament of playing pranks on strangers, why don’t you play him to death?!
When the time comes, Yan Yu disappears without saying a word, and the big trouble of the Prime Minister and Young Master will definitely fall on their palace.
"Tell me, Brother Xu, how did you become such a virtuous person?" Shen Beizhu sat close to Yan Yan.
The three people in front of him were all Xu Yiyuan's saviors, and he stopped teasing and joking.
"I don't know either."
"Then what do you know?"
As soon as Yan Yan opened his mouth, the words came out of Shen Beizhu's mouth, and even the tone was very similar.
——As expected of her good grandson.
Xu Yiyuan choked and started talking from the beginning.
On the day he went to Taohong's room, he knew that Taohong was not in Manchun Building.
Taohong hides nothing from him. Even if he breaks his promise and does not redeem Taohong's life, Taohong will not betray him.
Taohong was not here, and he didn't like the other flower girls in Manchun Tower. He wanted to drink a pot of wine and go to other flower houses.
I saw an extremely beautiful figure.
He followed the figure away obsessively, and then entered Taohong's room to spend time with the woman in the clouds and rain.
Xu Yiyuan was so obsessed with the woman's body that he took her back to his house without even asking the Prime Minister's wife.
After that, he was obsessed with the woman in a daze until he finally regained consciousness.
Later, I heard from the boy that he was seriously ill and almost died.
The prime minister's wife even fell ill because of him and asked the master to help him.
"Where is that woman? Who is she?"
"I also want to ask." Xu Yiyuan looked at the young man, "If you didn't say you were always guarding the yard, why did you let the woman leave?"
The boy looked frightened and looked at Qingyu helplessly.
Yan Yan curled his lips and said loudly, "I know! Qingyu is that woman!"
Qingyu, Xu Yiyuan, servant: "..."
Shen Beizhu took a sip of hot tea with a calm expression. He was used to Yan Yan's bad temper.
"Master, there is no one else in the master's room." The boy said timidly.
"Impossible, if there is no one, then who is happy with me?" Xu Yiyuan looked at the young man sternly.
The boy shrank his neck.
I didn't dare to say that at all, and even more so after being scolded by Xu Yiyuan.
"That's right, how come there's no one there?" Yan Yan agreed, and then spoke again, "But maybe it's someone he can't see."
The invisible person...
who?
Only ghosts cannot be seen.
Xu Yiyuan and the boy's faces both turned the color of pig liver.
"When you woke up and saw that your savior was a Taoist priest, you should have figured it out, right?" Yan Yan asked the boy again, "You too, you think your young master is crazy, but in fact he is just trying to be friendly with others. "
The boy opened his eyes wide and recalled what he had seen outside the window.
Since Xu Yiyuan disappeared in Manchun Tower and reappeared in the house, he stayed alone in the bedroom and did not let anyone else get close.
As a personal servant, he could only stay outside the bedroom.
One night, I suddenly heard a noise coming from the bedroom.
It was Xu Yiyuan's breathing and the sound of the bed shaking.
At that time, he felt that if Xu Yiyuan didn't go to a brothel, he would have such a habit to vent out.
Adhering to the principle of "don't look at anything inappropriate", the boy glanced at the window paper and looked away.
Looking at the shadow left by the moon on the ground, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
That glance just now made his hair stand on end.
Swallowing, the boy slowly turned his head and looked at the window paper again.
The window paper reflected Xu Yiyuan's undulating figure, and the curtains on the bed swayed.
He knew something was wrong.
Xu Yiyuan's figure looked like there was someone underneath him.
At this time, the only shadow under him was the flat bed.
The boy's eyes fell on the bed.
——At that glance, the bed was not flat.
He saw it.
I saw something that didn’t exist——
The boy came back to his senses, lowered his head, and saw Xu Yiyuan's face in front of him.
This face overlaps with the figure in the window paper that night.
With a "thud", the boy fell to the ground, looked at Xu Yiyuan in horror, and crawled back on all fours.
"You!" Xu Yiyuan frowned. Before he said a word, the boy showed an even more horrified expression.
Qingyu stood up and came to the young man's side, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder.
The boy came to his senses instantly.
"I'm scared of hysteria." Qingyu said, "You don't have enough yang energy in your body. It's best to get more sunshine."
The boy kowtowed quickly and shrank back behind Xu Yiyuan.
What the boy thought of, how could Xu Yiyuan not think of it.
But when he recalled the scene of having fun with that woman, he didn't feel frightened. Instead, he was proud of this terrifying experience.
That woman is really a wonderful person.
Seeing the aftertaste expression on Xu Yiyuan's face, Shen Beizhu and the young man felt a chill in their hearts.
"Evil ghosts that enjoy sexual intercourse are adulterous ghosts." Yan Yan said eloquently, "These kind of ghosts were fond of sexual intercourse during their lives, but no one was happy with them. They will only complain about it after they die. What kind of person would do that?" No one wants to have sex with them? And they’re also very promiscuous.”
Yan Yu asked Shen Beizhu, and he asked the question confidently and confidently.
Xu Yiyuan's expression after reminiscing turned into the color of pig liver again, and this time he looked like he was about to vomit blood.
"Those who fail to make progress and end up sleeping in a pig's nest, those who don't clean up the sores on their faces, those whose teeth are yellow and fall off and there are not many left." Yan Yan added fuel to the fire, "How come no one cares about anyone who cleans up neatly? Woolen cloth?"
Yan Yan still had a lot of words left to say, and Xu Yiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and started to vomit.
His body, which was already in good condition, seemed to be aggravated by Yan Yan's anger.
The boy looked at Qingyu in panic.
Qingyu shrugged, "It's the doctor's business now, so there's no point in looking at me."
"Can't the Taoist master take your pulse?"
When Qingyu took Xu Yiyuan's pulse earlier, the servant was also watching in the bedroom.
"You can only find out whether a person is dead or not."
Boy: "..." Anyone can tell whether someone is dead or not.
After the unconscious Xu Yiyuan was pushed away, Shen Beizhu asked, "Is that really the ghost in the painting?"
"Probably." Yan Yan raised his eyes and said, "Qingyu, before you did Xu Yiyuan's practice, I turned the painting over and hung it up, but I didn't turn it over after that."
"It's okay, Xu Yiyuan probably doesn't want to see that painting either." Shen Beizhu said, "I'll go and turn it over in a while."
"No need." Yan Yan said quietly, "The painting will turn around on its own."