Qin Feng was quite annoyed when his thoughts were interrupted, and he spat in his heart. The shopkeeper kept saying that the sound insulation effect in the restaurant was good, but this is the result?
He could even hear the heavy breathing of the man next door!
Fortunately, there is nothing wrong between him and Miss Cang, otherwise, wouldn't other people know about it?
While thinking like this, Qin Feng quietly turned his head and looked at Miss Cang behind him. The latter had obviously heard the sound, and her eyes were a little evasive and unnatural.
Qin Feng coughed dryly: "The wind is very noisy tonight, I'd better close the window."
"Yes." Under the black scarf, Cang Feilan responded lightly.
After closing the window, the lingering sound was much quieter, like mosquitoes and flies. It seemed that the shopkeeper was not lying. The sound insulation effect of the restaurant was indeed good.
It's just that the two people next door most likely forgot to close the window when they were doing something.
While Qin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a plan came into his mind.
The two people next door did provide him with a solution. Who would have thought that there was only one man in the room after making such a big noise?
He stood up and wanted to express his thoughts, but when he saw Miss Cang, he hesitated.
After all, Miss Cang is a yellow-flowered girl. Although she is just showing off, if word spreads, it will inevitably affect her reputation.
After struggling again and again, Qin Feng took a deep breath and said it truthfully.
Hearing this, Cang Feilan's light blue eyes widened and the tips of her ears turned a bright red.
Under the black scarf, she pursed her lips and thought of the unbearable melodious sound just now.
After a long time, she let out a breath and said, "I understand, what do I need to do?"
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "You don't need to do anything, as long as you don't mind that your reputation may be affected, leave the rest to me."
Cang Feilan: "???"
...
On the eaves of the restaurant, two black shadows blended into the night.
One person said angrily: "The noisy couple in the next room are making me feel itchy. I really want to find a girl in a brothel to vent my anger."
The other person was obviously much calmer: "There has been no movement inside for a long time. It's best for someone to take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the candle in the guest room where Qin Feng and the two were sitting was extinguished.
Two black shadows instantly dodge and cling to the window. Just as they were about to break the window and get in, they heard someone in the room laughing and saying, "I'm big, please bear with me."
Then there was a scream and the sound of clothes being torn.
After a while, the sound of the rocking bed reached my ears, as well as the man's heavy breathing.
The two black figures looked at each other with strange looks on their faces.
They stormed back to the roof, and one person mocked: "At this time, you are still in the mood to do this."
"Let them go, they won't live long." There was a touch of contempt and murderous intent in his tone.
Under the faint moonlight, Qin Feng, who was shaking the bed with both hands, clearly saw the black shadow flashing past the window.
At this moment, Miss Cang was no longer in the house. The squeaking sound just now was made by him while holding his throat, and now his throat was still a little uncomfortable.
"The matter is already half successful, the next thing to do is to keep shaking the bed." Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was grateful that he had rich theoretical knowledge in his previous life, otherwise he would not be able to play two roles!
Perhaps the bed was shaking a little loudly, which aroused the desire to win in the man next door.
Not long after, the sound of the wall being collided was also heard next door.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. He had been holding back for a long time, but he still dared to hit the muzzle of the gun without knowing whether he was alive or dead?
He wanted to see whether it was the opponent's waist that lasted longer, or his hands that lasted longer!
A vocal contest ensued.
...
The next day, at dawn, Qin Feng rubbed his sore arms and pushed open the door with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
Just at this moment, the door of the next room was pushed open, and a fat man walked out. He glanced at Qin Feng in shock and jealousy, then rolled up his sleeves and left.
At this moment, Qin Feng's vanity was greatly satisfied.
After a while, another girl in a gorgeous dress walked out of the next room. She glanced at Qin Feng and couldn't help but be surprised by his handsome appearance. Coupled with the movements last night...
She licked her lips, cast a flirtatious look at Qin Feng, then twisted her waist and her perky butt, and walked away.
At this moment, an unfamiliar waiter broke into the house under the pretense of serving tea.
Qin Feng couldn't stop it in time, and then heard a clang.
A silver-white dagger was inserted into the wooden door, less than three inches away from the waiter's nose.
In the guest room, Cang Feilan was sitting on the bed, holding the quilt to cover her figure. A cold voice came from under the black scarf: "Get out."
"Hug...I'm sorry, I don't know, I'm leaving now!" The waiter left in a hurry.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, re-entered the house, and closed the door. He looked at the beauty in black scarf on the bed, feeling a little distracted.
He coughed dryly and said, "The performance was quite good. Did you gain anything from last night?"
Cang Feilan opened the quilt, and her black hair slipped down. She was naturally wearing clothes underneath, and then she told the scene she saw last night.
"Two men carried a prisoner into the ancestral hall?" Qin Feng's eyes widened.
This scene was exactly the same as what he saw in his dream.
He thought of the dark environment, the entangled black chains, the deep cave, and the stretched out arms.
The source behind the ghouls in Shuliang City is likely to come from that ancestral hall!
"What's the name of the ancestral hall?" Qin Feng asked.
"Eternal Life Temple."
...
In the Demon Slaying Department, Mr. Sizheng Li was pacing back and forth in the lobby with a cold expression.
The person sent to intercept Amu has not returned all day and night. Logically speaking, with that person's strength, killing Amu would be effortless and would not take that long at all.
Not coming back for so long can only mean that there was an accident.
He thought for a long time and decided to report the situation to the magistrate king.
After all, whether he can achieve great success in the future and enter the imperial capital Fengtian City depends on that one person.
This is also the main reason why he is willing to conceal the disaster of the corpse ghost and follow Wang Yi's lead!
After arriving at the magistrate's office and explaining the situation, crisp applause immediately sounded.
Wang Yi said in a serious tone: "Can't you do this little thing well?"
The bright red palm print was revealed, and the man named Li did not dare to complain at all: "Master Wang, I did not expect that there would be an accident in intercepting and killing him. After all, Amu's strength is only seventh level."
"Hmph, those two people must have given Amu something to save his life. It seems that they are not stupid.
Staying in Shuliang City is just to paralyze us and let Amu go out to ask for help, which is the real purpose. "
Mr. Sizheng Li turned pale with fright: "If this happens, the corpses in the city will be exposed, won't we be liquidated by the Demon Slayer Division?"
Wang Yi didn't take it seriously, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "You immediately send someone to the Huarong Road Station to report the disaster of the corpse ghost in Shuliang City."
"Master Wang, what do you want?"
"Earlier we mistakenly thought that there was a plague in the city. Now that we have seen a corpse, how can we hide it?"
The man named Li understood instantly and said excitedly: "Your Excellency is right!"
"Also, so that the Hundred Ghost Taoists no longer need to suppress the Yin Qi, we can also add a few more people to feed the things in the cave."
When Si Zheng, surnamed Li, heard this, his face turned pale and his whole body trembled: "I...I understand."
