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 Xiao Ma Zheng E's true identity without any evidence and would not think that he was targeting nothing. The mystery of the Red King is obvious to all in the Secret Service. Even Yin Qingqing still doesn't know what path the Red King takes or what type of thaumaturgy he masters.
After squinting for a while, Zheng Xiu's unblinking eyes finally blinked.
"Huh~"
"Click!"
As Zheng Xiu exhaled 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 frozen 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. The excitement of sad autumn and streaking. The old man slowly pulled out the big sword from his waist 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 occupies the doorway and also has an ability similar to "inspiration". When Situ Yong asked, Zheng Xiu didn't hide it. It was not a bad idea to confess some of his characteristics that made several people ignore the age difference and value him more.
"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 Zhui is pregnant, many men have died one after another in the town, and the Wutong Temple...all kinds of weirdness indicate that a' has been created here. Ghost's conditions."
There was something 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 a hundred 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. .
After all, he was once the creator of the ghosts.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiu smiled instead of being surprised, grabbed Yin Qingqing's reins and rode forward with a loud laugh.
The young man's excitement made Ye, Snake, and Situ Yong behind him confused. Situ Yong pulled out the knife a few inches from his waist and pressed it back into the scabbard, wondering in his heart. Logically speaking, he should be excited because he could witness the spectacle of "a man's pregnancy" with his own eyes.
On horseback.
As the horse jolted, Yin Qingqing, the boy, and the orange cat sitting in the front, standing in 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 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 Lu Town.
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 of 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" created by the Red King has also gradually entered the eyes of the people.
Different from Ye Weiyang back then, the Disaster Prevention Bureau works in a high-profile manner, as if it has a detached status. It's just that in the minds of the people, the more impression they have of the "Disaster Prevention Bureau" is that it is an official case-handling agency similar to the "Six Doors". People don't know the weirdness of the dark side of the world, and naturally they don't know the real business of the Disaster Prevention Bureau. What is the scope.
In the city, there were only a few people walking on the road. The watchman held a lantern and beat the gong and sang the call of "Second Watch". The loud sound of the gong 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 several streets, they didn't notice anything wrong.
To the west of Yulu Town, a seven-story attic building was brightly lit, and a melancholy sound could be heard. The night music here seems so incompatible with the lights out and silence in other places.
"There seems to be a brothel there?"
Situ Yong raised his ears and listened for a moment, then said in surprise.
Ye Yushe 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 heroic graves are all inevitable for literati, poets, generals, doctors, and 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 after hearing this, and couldn't help but applaud and praise: "As expected of Mr. Situ, he is well-informed, experienced in many battles, old and strong, and old horses know the way. I admire you, I admire you!"
"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 said something cryptic, 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.
Snake hesitated and couldn't tell the reason. It seemed that the word "I heard" was just a casual comment. Finally, he stiffened his neck and glared at the young man: "Anyway, it's not a good place! Brother, don't follow the example of the Red King." !”
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. Brothels and brothels are not the same thing."
"Oh?" When Ye heard this, her eyes lit up and she became interested. She, who had not participated in the topic until now, couldn't help but ask the handsome young man, and 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. ”
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 boy laughed.
"That 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 spending money may not be enough. You also have to be handsome and funny, recite poems and write the right poems to please the flower girl. Only when the flower girl takes a liking to the flower girl and agrees to it, can she stand out among the many flower guests and stay overnight. Isn't this just "two lovers being happy"?
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 see each other, he asked eagerly: "Then Where is the kiln?"
"It's a brothel," Zheng Xiu sneered: "It's full of smoke, vulgarity, spending money to do things, and knowing how to play, play, and sing. It makes people fall into it and they can't extricate themselves. Naturally, they are selling their bodies instead of their art, unless..."
Situ Yong: "Unless?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "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 spoke half jokingly and half seriously, letting everyone understand the difference between a brothel and a brothel.
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 one who came with the news was Xi'er who was impatient. Before arriving in Luzhen, Zheng Xiu called Chang Shihui and asked about safety.
Xi'er, Jun Buxiao, and the pregnant man stayed at the most upscale inn in town, called "Xilai Deng Inn". The name seemed beaming. The two doors of the inn were half-covered. When you pushed the door open, you saw a young waiter 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 lone lamp. The flickering candlelight woke the waiter up, and he rubbed his eyes to see who was coming.
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 hilt of the knife made the waiter suddenly tremble. His lingering gaze was so frightened that he stopped looking at it. He lowered his head and asked, "You guys have come from afar. I'm not sure if you are welcome at a distance!" Are you two gentlemen, three aunts, and distinguished guests here to stay at the hotel or to ask for directions?"
"Meow!"
Standing on Zheng Xiu's head, the orange cat shook its tail dissatisfied. The waiter ignored it.
Zheng Xiu explained his purpose with a smile. The waiter looked at the young man suspiciously. He had seen many customers. It was not difficult to see that among this strange group, the young man was actually the backbone of the old, weak, women, children and cats. But the waiter didn't ask much. The three guests who lived 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 felt secretly upset. These three people looked glamorous, and 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 others go upstairs, and casually asked if he wanted to open a few more rooms or something.
"How many rooms are left?"
The boy 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'll take care of the rest of the room. You can keep the money first and settle the bill together when we leave."
After the waiter waited for a few people to go up, he secretly opened the bag and took a look. The bright silver light stung his eyes. He took out a piece of it and put it in his mouth without belief. Click! He grinned, narrowed his eyes, then looked around, ran back to the counter like a thief, took out two pieces of broken silver from the bag, weighed them, and hid them in his arms.
As they walked up the stairs, Snake scolded the young man bitterly, saying that he had learned nothing but learned the Red King's skill of using money to pressure people. As he spoke, a thin sound came from the snake's feet, which seemed to be the sound of a thin wire being snapped.
Arriving in front of the door, a long snoring sound could be heard faintly inside.
Snake came to the door first, looked down and was shocked: "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 at the snake's eyebrows.
"Hey, this girl, I'm afraid she's in 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 seeing 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? Master Qingzhu, is this 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 fingers spread out and her middle finger hooked inward. The silk thread that was broken on the stairs was retracted into her sleeve silently. When Xi'er saw the boy, she breathed a long sigh of relief: "Chi... ahem, Master, you are finally here!"
When Yin Qingqing heard it, she understood instantly and sighed secretly in her heart. Most of the people who dare to fall in love with Zheng are just pretending to be stupid, right? Could it be that King Chi likes to play this weird trick?
Then how many years younger should I be...?
Yin Qingqing, a "35-year-old but eighteen years old" who has just arrived and plans to integrate into the new family, 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 Pillar" and not "Cat Pillar". It has a sense of presence and turns its tail crazily. 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 flipped its paws and took out a piece of fried fish cake from somewhere. He put it under his chin and fell asleep smelling the smell of fried fish cake, looking like he was enjoying it 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 animals that are good at hiding, like hunters in the dark. She could walk without making any noise, hold her breath, and suppress her heartbeat. She didn't know how she was discovered, and she muttered and reviewed herself 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."
Zheng Xiu heard the snake's muttering with his sharp ears 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 others and cultivate his character. Zheng Xiuyuan calls this subtle influence "training". The road is long and long, so take your time. You can't 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 was tossing and turning with his big belly, unable to sleep peacefully, and making strange moaning sounds. Situ Yong's eyes were bright, like a hungry beast, and he pressed both hands on the short knife at his waist.
"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 buttocks like a raging fire and woke him up. Mo Jiao was startled. He opened his eyes and saw the room full of people. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the doctor sharpening his knife and walking towards him.
"ah--"
Mo Zhuo's stomach lurched, and his screams echoed through the inn.
(End of chapter)
