On board? Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong.
Jiang Jiang next to him also said suspiciously: "Would the Cursed Killer be hiding in a place like this?"
Even Qi Ling, whose social experience is as shallow as a piece of paper, has raised questions, which shows that it is indeed unexpected.
"Maybe it's to convey news and connect." Ji Ping'an analyzed:
“A place with many people and cluttered eyes is actually more suitable for message transmission because it is difficult to trace it back.”
Well, the two followed him all the way. Although they didn't come into contact, they felt that this young man was very different from the murderer hiding behind the scenes based on the perception of practitioners.
More like a mortal.
Therefore, Ji Ping'an guessed that this person was assigned to keep an eye on the situation nearby and pass the news to the murderer if there was any situation.
As for why we did not go to a remote street, but chose to go to the lively and prosperous Qinhuai River, it can be understood that it is convenient to deceive others:
You may not have noticed that in spy war dramas, spies meet in bustling restaurants, restaurants and other places.
However, even though he said this, Ji Ping'an also vaguely felt that there might be some minor problem somewhere.
On the other side, the young man abandoned the driver and took a boat towards a huge sailing boat on the river, hung with silk ribbons and brightly lit.
Qinhuai Fengyue is most lively after nightfall.
At this moment, the crowd was getting thicker, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was melodious. The young master walked along the lowered sloping board and walked onto the deck. Immediately, a boy eagerly greeted him:
"Master Sun came early today, please come in quickly."
Mr. Sun said calmly: "Is Miss Xiang Ning up?"
The boy smiled and said: "It's just getting dark now, so it's still early. But the girl has told me that if you come, please sit down in the hall first, and I will go and tell you."
Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction and followed the latter into the small hall on the first floor. Because it was still early, the crowd was not satisfied yet, but there were already many scholars who were looking forward to it and were ready to show off their talents.
There are eight beauties in Qinhuai, but these eight beauties are not fixed people, but only the positions of eight top courtesans.
Behind each one represents a force.
At the same time, every year, each family will bring out new people to compete for the "Eight Beauties" position.
The recently rising girl Xiang Ning is one of them. Her original name was not that and her status was not high.
But in the past few days, Xu Shi has been working hard, or has accumulated a lot of experience, and the passenger flow has increased a lot.
In order to increase the popularity of a famous prostitute in Shendu, it was changed to this - similar operations are not new.
It can probably be understood as changing his name and making a new debut.
Mr. Sun is a wealthy young master in the city. He stayed here for one night a few days ago and became obsessed with him. He became a repeat customer and frequently threw money around, just like the eldest brother on the list.
"Wait a moment, I'll go and tell the girl." The boy whispered, and then walked away quickly.
Mr. Sun nodded slightly, maybe because it was a hot day, he picked up the teacup and drank several bowls of it, wiping his mouth with obvious expectation on his face.
Then, something suddenly occurred to him, he slapped his head, stood up, and walked out of the rotunda in a familiar manner without anyone guiding him, and walked towards the toilet at the stern of the ship——
Release water before doing things to avoid delays later.
However, just as he stood in front of the toilet, unfastened his belt and shook himself, suddenly a palm knife came out of the air behind his head and hit him on the back of the neck.
He immediately groaned and was caught in Ji Ping'an's palm.
He casually took off his robe, carefully examined the man's appearance, and threw the unconscious young master into the cabin filled with debris.
Ji Ping'an put on his outer robe, rubbed his face, and simply changed his hairstyle, disguised as "Mr. Sun".
Then, he invited Jiang Jiang back to the Taoist Scriptures on the grounds that it was "not suitable for children", and then Shi Shiran returned to the round hall.
After a while, the boy came back and whispered, "Girl, please come."
Ji Ping'an looked happy, stood up and left in a hurry. When leaving, he glanced at a group of scholars who were gearing up and preparing to compare their literary talents in the evening, so as to become guests of the audience, with pitiful eyes.
"Sir, the girl is waiting inside."
The servant led him to the third floor, outside the door of a room, and smiled at him.
Ji Ping'an glanced at him, and proudly threw some loose money from the original owner's purse, sending the latter to leave happily, and then he opened the door.
At the entrance, there is a side hall, elegantly decorated, with a carpet on the floor, a small table, a folding screen in the front, and a hexagonal lantern above the head.
Inside a bead curtain door on the side is the bedroom.
At this moment, a graceful woman wearing a gauze with painted eyebrows and temples was sitting sideways at the small table, lazily holding an emerald-colored wine flask in her hands, slowly drinking wine.
Amid the sound of "ding dong" water, a dark green hairpin stood out in his black hair.
If the "black fox" in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Divine Capital was here, he would recognize it at a glance. The "Xiang Ning" in front of him has a slightly inferior appearance, but his temperament is still as charming as before. He is the "Xiang Ning" who once lived in the Divine Capital City. The dark son of the demon clan.
It just changed its appearance and came to Yuhang from the capital of God.
At this moment, the former Xiang Ning Oiran heard the voice, raised her head slightly, glanced at "Mr. Sun" who came in with a smile, and said in a soft voice:
"Why are you here in such a hurry today? Could it be that the matter entrusted to the young master has changed?"
Ji Ping'an stared at the other party with interest, and a strong sense of disharmony surged into his heart. His eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the hairpin on the woman's head, and his expression became "ambiguous" and he said:
"I don't dare to neglect the girl's trust."
As he said that, he walked over anxiously, pretending to catch him:
"Let's talk about it later..."
Eh... Covered in light gauze, with the looming presence of Xiang Ning on her smooth shoulders, she raised her silky and white wrist dexterously, gently blocking his hand, holding a glass of wine with a few fingers, and said with a smile:
"Master, please have a drink first."
Ji Ping'an pretended to be displeased and was about to speak when he suddenly saw the latter's red lips lightly opening and spitting out a ball of mist, completely spraying it on his face.
The hosta on Xiang Ning's head flickered slightly, a strange light came out of her eyes, and her voice was ethereal:
"sit down."
"Master Sun" was sprayed on her face, as if her soul had been controlled, her expression was lost, and she was as confused as if she was hypnotized. She sat down cross-legged obediently, with a small table between them.
Xiang Ning let out a "ha" sound, her face was filled with disgust, and her face was filled with disgust, and she muttered:
"Stupid and lustful humans."
Then, she stretched her waist with a cold face and said in a commanding tone:
"Whatever I ask you next must not be concealed."
"Master Sun" nodded vaguely.
Xiang Ning picked up the wine cup with satisfaction, sat cross-legged with her long white python-like legs, handed it to her lips, and asked lightly:
"What happened to make you come to find me?"
"Master Sun" said: "The people from the Demon Slayer Division appeared over there."
Xiang Ning was not surprised and sneered:
"The imperial court moved faster than I expected this time. It seems that the head of the night department is not completely reckless."
Ji Ping'an nodded and expressed deep agreement:
"Although Ye Hongling's talent in martial arts is good, he is not as smart and astute as An Zilai from the demon clan."
"Crack!"
When Xiang Ning heard this, she flicked her wrist, and the cup fell and hit the ground. It rolled, and the hot wine was spilled on her body, sliding down the white goose neck.
She raised her head in astonishment, her pupils shrank, her body stiffened instinctively, a numbness shot up from her spine, and she stared at "Mr. Sun" across from her in disbelief.
But she saw this stupid man controlled by her, looking at him with a smile, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of being charmed? !
"Who are you?!"
…
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If you look down from the air, when night falls, the entire city of Yuhang is extinguished little by little, and only the two sides of the winding Qinhuai River that runs through the city from east to west are brightly lit.
Like a strip of satin.
Among these many lively places, Fengyuechang is only the core area, along which there are a large number of "normal" projects radiating east and west.
The areas around the Confucian Temple and the Martial Arts Temple were crowded with pedestrians.
The night market with stalls can be visited for an hour along the river bank. A large number of merchants will also bring goods sold from all over Kyushu and sell them here.
When Xu Yuanyun led the housekeepers, old women, maids and other confidants brought from Zhongzhou to walk among the crowd, his ears were filled with shouts, the aroma of local snacks, and the chatter and laughter of wealthy male and female tourists.
In her eyes, there was strong nostalgia.
"Miss, it's so lively. It's just as rumored. You should go out and hang out earlier."
The personal maid's eyes were exhausted and she was so excited.
Although the Qinhuai River is lively at night, it does not happen every day.
It will be more prosperous when there is a gathering on an agreed date. At that time, some cargo ships will arrive at the dock and be allowed to sail into the river to form a "ship gathering".
People in the city can board the ship to select goods to buy, which is a unique scenery here.
After Mr. Pei summoned the divination masters yesterday, Xu Yuanyun somehow found it increasingly difficult to calm down after returning.
She vaguely guessed that more and more anomalies in the city recently might be related to people like herself who had "resurrected from the dead", which made her even more restless.
But during these days, her research into the Beast Control Sect was not going well. She never thought of a good opportunity to contact and talk to the contemporary Master.
Distraught, it happened to be a gathering, so she took her cronies to the night market tonight.
However...it is unclear how much it is to relieve boredom, how much it is to commemorate, and how much to hide expectations...
"Girl, why do you seem so familiar with this place?" The old woman looked at Xu Yuanyun's profile and asked curiously.
After all, he is a person with rich experience and is keenly aware of the strangeness.
Xu Yuanyun didn't panic at all and said with a slight smile:
"Although I haven't arrived in person yet, I have been here too many times in the book."
Reading... The old woman with a low level of education was filled with envy and admiration. People of this era have a foolish belief in culture. Once the girl read it in a book, she didn't feel the difference.
But who knew that Xu Yuanyun had stayed on the bank of the Qinhuai River for a long time in the past. Although two or three hundred years had passed, things and people had changed, but he still returned to his old place after all.
only……
Where are the people who visited the lake back then?
I have returned, where are you?
Xu Yuanyun thought resentfully, and suddenly, the maid said excitedly:
"Miss, there are river lanterns ahead."
Xu Yuanyun looked around and saw many people buying river lanterns, drawing or writing on them with pens, and then putting them into the river, where they floated like stars.
Scenes of memories suddenly emerged in front of her eyes. She turned to look across the river lantern and saw a renovated inn still at that location.
Just like back then.
Xu Yuanyun pursed her lips and suddenly felt an impulse. She walked to a stall and bought a big river lantern.
Then I came to the pen and ink. In my memory, the Taoist priest once stood here and set off the river lantern with me.
What was he drawing at that time?
…
…
"Who...are you?!" Inside the Huafanglou ship.
The would-be courtesan who had painted her eyebrows and hair on her temples was shocked. A sharp voice subconsciously rolled out of her throat and was immediately suppressed, but her face was no longer calm and composed.
Ji Ping'an smiled half-smilingly, admiring the other person's change of expression, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he lowered his head to pick up the wine cup that had fallen by his feet, put it back on the table, then picked up the wine pot and drank lightly. Youyou said:
"Does it matter?"
Xiang Ningsu's chest rose and fell, her eyes narrowed, and the hands hanging on her waist clenched and unclenched. After all, she did not choose to take action - she was just an Anzi.
They are not monsters who are good at fighting.
As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. She is good at controlling souls and hypnotic illusions, but the person in front of her is obviously not affected.
"Pfft." With just a breath, she laughed again, as if the fear and panic just now didn't exist, and said in a charming voice:
"It's the slave family who lost their composure, but just now I thought it was an official from the imperial demon-slaying department who came to arrest the killer."
She didn't try to defend herself, but admitted it openly.
When Ji Ping'an saw this, he was slightly surprised and asked:
"Are you so sure that I am not a demon slayer?"
Xiang Ning said "ha", her breath was like orchid, and her eyes were as charming as silk:
"Those reckless men only like to go straight, so they won't be like you."
Ji Ping'an smiled: "Interesting. It seems that the fake couple has cultivated over the years not only a bunch of idiots, but also smart ones."
Xiang Ning's heart trembled, and panic flashed in her eyes. Of course she knew that the "fake couple" the other party mentioned was referring to the current leader and mother of the Demon Clan...
To be able to say the word "fake" is enough to show that the opponent has a lot of power behind him, and to be able to comment on the Demon Country's Mistress in such a frivolous tone...
Or, the other party doesn't know the heights of the world.
Or, the other party has enough confidence.
And with her ability to recognize people, she could easily rule out the first possibility.
Xiang Ning's heart became heavier and heavier, and she said with a smile on her face: "Your visit this time is definitely not to scare the slave family."
Ji Pingan's eyes were strange and he said:
"I originally just noticed the person who was cursed to kill from the air, but unexpectedly, I found the head of the demon clan."
Feeling the old-fashioned tone of the person in front of her, Xiang Ning blinked and explained:
"Since you know the secret, you should know that the Nu family is only ordered to collect intelligence and pay attention to the major and minor events in Yuhang City."
The implication:
She also noticed the murder case and grasped the relevant information earlier, so she hypnotized Mr. Sun to be "offline" and ordered him to report.
As a result, Ji Pingan chased him by chance and failed to find the caster of the killing curse, but accidentally picked up the fish.
Ji Ping'an said calmly: "Oh? Then what did you pay attention to?"
Xiang Ning's beautiful eyes flickered and she said with a smile: "The slave family has been here not long ago, and I haven't had time yet..."
Halfway through the words, Ji Ping'an drank the wine, then just pressed the wine cup on the table, gently twisted it with his hand, and it turned into fine sand and fell.
"...It's too late...to report to your Excellency," Xiang Ning said sincerely:
"As far as I know, the curse killer stopped his attack yesterday and left the main city of Yuhang."
"Left? Where did he go?" Ji Ping'an asked.
Xiang Ning puffed up her cheeks, shamelessly being cute, and hummed:
"The slave family only knows that the man ran to the Banyue Villa outside the city, but there is a faint danger there, and the slave family dare not continue to investigate."
Half Moon Villa? Ji Ping'an searched for the map of Yuhang and related information in his mind, and his heart moved.
If he remembered correctly, this was a farm property owned by the Pei family, which was not too inconspicuous.
Going around in a circle, so the enemy is right under Pei's nose?
Is this considered dark under the light?
Ji Ping'an's thoughts fluctuated and he used magic techniques to deduce and confirmed that what Anzi said was true, he unexpectedly said:
"Are you so obedient? You still think you are strong and strong."
Xiang Ning cried:
"The slave is just a weak woman, and she can't do anything harmful to the world. She just silently gathers information. She is just a part-time worker. Why should she sacrifice her life for the three melons and two dates given by her superiors?"
As she spoke, she held her neck and shed tears:
"It's just that the human monster has a different path. Today I fall into your hands. You can kill or behead me as you please."
Ji Ping'an watched in admiration, thinking that if there was a chance, she should sneak Yu Yuti over and let her learn her acting skills.
Cry as much as you want, killing most of the entertainment industry in an instant...
He shook his head, stared at the hosta above the other person's head with a half-smile, and said:
"I am not interested in killing a corpse, but I am more curious about your hairpin."
Xiang Ning stiffened, a chill running down her spine, and real fear appeared in her eyes.
However, the next second, Ji Pingan laughed, stood up and left the table, opened the window and drifted away, leaving only one sentence:
"If I don't think of you in this lineage and have an old relationship with me, I will never keep you so that I can take care of myself."
Xiang Ning was stunned.
…
Under night.
Ji Ping'an jumped into the river and flew towards the shore with water escape. He was thinking of the words "Half Moon Villa" in his heart and was ready to take action immediately.
As the saying goes, changes will come if it's too late. We can't let the person who cursed to kill escape.
However, just as he was flying along the Qinhuai River, Ji Ping'an suddenly felt something and jumped out of the water, stepping on the river.
I took a picture of a square river lantern with my right hand, and saw that the river lantern's candlelight was shaking and reflected on the colorful lantern paper.
There is a very simple and weird painting drawn with ink on the lantern that should not belong to this era.
That's a Doraemon.
Ji Ping'an felt like he was struck by lightning, with only one thought in his mind:
Xu Yuanyun, is it...you? !
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