Yang Fang has been trying to make up for the loss of the ghost head. Speaking of that ghost head, he couldn't help but feel distressed, he had used various secret techniques to cultivate it for many years, hoping that one day he could refine it to the realm of demon souls, so that he could straighten his waist and say a few hard words in the gang. It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and they actually capsized on Gongsun Shengyan, a milky kid. Although he took a piece of Jiyin Mountain from Gongsun Shengqiu, but with the key points in his hands, it was a matter of time. Cultivation is all about resources, natural resources, and valuable utensils. Jiyin Mountain has a dead yin land, trapped between two cliffs, is a valley dozens of zhang deep, no sunlight all day long, even in dog days, normal people go down to the bottom of the valley also feel the biting cold. Occasionally, a wild beast that slips down from the mountain will die violently due to the disturbance of cold and yin qi after not taking two steps in the valley. Yang Fang took a fancy to this, this kind of environment that normal life could not bear, but it was an excellent place for violent ghosts to cultivate, just like the appropriate stimulation of a fighter would make him more bloodthirsty and more resistant to blows. He also listed a lot of things to absorb yin qi in the first list he handed over to Gongsun Shengqiu, according to the plan, he wanted to build a refining pool here that outsiders didn't know, and set up a array, the reason why he wanted to buy such a large place was because the resentment in the refining process was too heavy, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches because of some unexpected things, so it had to be expanded, so big that it was difficult for normal people to walk in with their feet without guidance.

In the past few days, Yang Fang has not returned to Huludong, where the sect is located, he used the money given by Gongsun Shengyan to buy a small house in the city, which was not cleaned up, but only used as a place to stay. He first dressed himself up as a wealthy businessman, wearing silk and satin to run to the coffin shop, when he saw the boss, he politely gave a reward, and after putting it on, he lied that he was specialized in underworld marriage, and recently there were more guests under him, and there was a situation where the family could not complete the marriage and did not want to be buried, so he could only make this decision, and ran to the coffin shop to inquire, not that he was disrespectful, but also asked the boss Haihan. The owners of the coffin shop originally earned dead people's money, although they put on an uncomfortable expression when they saw the guests coming on weekdays, but who didn't love the silver of the white flowers, and there were not so many taboos in their hearts as the days went by. Yang Fang showed an embarrassed expression again and said that some guests were urging urgently, if there is no suitable source of single men and women, they are not afraid of being married and old, anyway, as soon as people die, they will restart reincarnation, and it is not strange for old wives and young husbands to be in this line. Since the owner of the coffin shop had nodded and agreed, he accepted the supplementary requirements later.

It is said that money can make ghosts grind, and Yang Fang suddenly became busy for a few days. Some poor families are willing to give away their dead relatives as a secret marriage, in addition to a gift money, their relatives also have a partner underground, Yang Fang easily asked for the other party's information. But some wealthy families are not willing, they just want to be buried in the ground. In this case, Yang Fang didn't talk to the coffin boss and ask more, but just found the location of the main house, and after nightfall, he specially selected the relatives of the deceased to start, and released the little ghost to disturb the other party. As soon as the morning dawned, he wore a decent robe and set up a stall in front of the other party's house, claiming that he specialized in interpreting dreams and requiems for the sad family members who had just lost their loved ones. The family members who were about to collapse after a night of frightening were powerless under Yang Fang's tricks, and a few simple words were like meeting a powerful true god, and they respectfully invited Yang Fang into the door. Yang Fang pretended to be comforted, and took the opportunity to ask the deceased's birthday, time of death, and the method of death.

Even if he did all the tricks, he didn't find the soul he could use, and there was a match for the eight characters of his birthday, but the time of death was not right, which made Yang Fang more and more angry, and when he helped people, he knocked on the table and hit the bowl and blew his beard and stared, although the master complained, he didn't dare to attack.

It was already noon the next day when Gongsun Shenghua and his subordinates returned home, and this experience almost frightened him, but Gongsun Jia's family has always kept their mouths shut about ghosts and gods, so they can only admit that they are unlucky, and repeatedly told their subordinates not to spread the word around, so as not to be punished again.

But there was no way to give money to Gongsun Shengqiu when he came back empty-handed, and the purchase details of the money and Jiyin Mountain were not known where they were lost in a panic, and when they woke up, there were only two horses left that could not speak. He almost broke his head, and he couldn't get a countermeasure. Speaking of his head, he couldn't say it, and he and his subordinates didn't know why they had a big bag bulging up behind their heads, and they probed carefully with their hands, as if there were still dried blood stains. I guess it was knocked when he fell off the horse, and he gave himself this explanation.

Gongsun Shengqiu learned that the two of them were returning covered in mud, and it was estimated that something had happened on the way, but he was not in a hurry to ask. This kind of thing is simply a flame that can't be wrapped in paper, just pretend that you don't know anything, Gongsun Shenghua can't hold back and will naturally come over to reply, and besides, there is not much loss in itself, it is not worth making yourself look flustered and inaccurate. Sure enough, not long after dinner, Gongsun Shenghua knocked on the door outside, tremblingly calling Gongsun Shengqiu's name.

Gongsun Shengqiu made a pot of tea, and after posing and sitting down, he put Gongsun Shenghua in. Gongsun Shenghua poured himself a pot of tea, said nothing with a depressed expression, lowered his head and sighed, and occasionally took a sip of tea. Gongsun Shengqiu also cooperated with him, resolutely not opening his mouth to ask the first question.

After drinking the third cup, Gongsun Shenghua finally opened his mouth and began to tell what happened on the road the night before. After listening to this, Gongsun Shengqiu felt that there might be a thief pretending to be a ghost, but after dealing with Yang Fang a few times, he was a little secretive in front of outsiders, and it was very contradictory.

"When you woke up, the horse was still there, and the money and letterhead were lost, are you sure you lost them?" asked Gongsun Shengqiu.

"I'm sure I lost it, but I don't know where I lost it, I'm scared, and I don't dare to look for it carefully. ”

"How can there be a ghost who doesn't take people's lives and takes money?" Gongsun Shengqiu asked in a firm tone.

"This ......" Gongsun Shenghua was stuck for a while.

"Forget it, if you lose it, you lose it. ”

Gongsun Shengqiu asked Gongsun Shenghua about the price of buying the mountain, although he ate a slap in the back of his head, Gongsun Shenghua still remembered the details in the letter. Gongsun Shengqiu calculated in his heart after hearing this, and began to secretly scold his mother, it was obviously a barren mountain and a wild mountain, and he almost had to sell it at the price of fertile land for farming, if he hadn't been coerced by Yang Fang and had to do this, how would he pay so much attention to him.

"Push the price down by 20%, and you'll go again in a few days. Remember to bring a few more people, and you won't be in a hurry at night. Gongsun Shengqiu calculated that the other party must have no objection to the low price, and he didn't want to come back and forth to entangle, so he simply bit it to death. After finishing speaking, he put away the teacup on the table and sent off the guests behind closed doors, Gongsun Shenghua is now no different from his subordinates in his eyes.

Three days later, Bingliang and the coachman saw that Gongsun Shengyan was living comfortably in Yunnan, and that Mr. Bai had taken good care of him, so they prepared to get up and return to Jiangnan. When Gongsun Shengyan heard Bingliang say that he was leaving, his heart sank, and he felt as if he had lost something again, and he couldn't express it. Bingliang and the coachman are also reluctant in their hearts, but they can't always accompany Gongsun Shengyan and leave Mr. Zhou's medicinal herb business alone. After the three of them experienced twists and turns, their feelings at this time were as deep as brothers with different surnames, Gongsun Shengyan pulled Bingliang's hand, and held the hand of the coachman, the corners of his mouth trembled, but a thousand words were hidden in his stomach.

"The boy doesn't flick when he has tears. Bingliang patted Gongsun Shengyan on the shoulder, and sniffed first.

Gongsun Shengyan couldn't help crying, and sent Bingliang and the others to the gate, and a short walk outside was the downtown area, and he was not sure of showing his face, so he had to stop in front of the door.

"When I go back, remember to tell me about Zhou Xue's recent situation. Gongsun Shengyan looked at the smaller and smaller figures of the two on horseback and shouted.

Bingliang didn't look back, just waved on the horseback, meaning he heard it.

On the way back to the room, Gongsun Shengyan looked listless, and the layout and furnishings of Mr. Bai's home made him miss Jiangnan and Zhou Xue even more. How long will it be a good idea to stay here, will Wang Zhutou be able to solve the case, and will it never be possible for him to return to Jiangnan? Some uncontrollable inexplicable thoughts came out of his mind, and he felt that he was alone and alone, although Mr. Bai was hospitable, he was an outsider after all, his surname was Gongsun, and Jiangnan was his home. But how can I go back, carrying such an indescribable thing on my back, according to Nu Xiong, a person who has cultivated to a certain level can pull himself out of the pile of people at a glance with the soul power released. He is now an ordinary person, a mortal with the naked eye, a cultivator, and the world of a cultivator is too far away from him.

The more Gongsun Shengyan thought about it, the more depressed his mood became, and the more he thought about it, the more confused his head became. He stopped halfway through, walked around to the opposite backyard, sat down on the wisteria-covered promenade, and couldn't help but hold his head and start choking in a low voice.

"A big man, looking in the mirror again, crying again, disgraced the dead. A crisp girl rang in his ears.

Gongsun Shengyan himself noticed the gaffe, quickly put away his crying, simply wiped two handfuls on his face, and looked up from the direction where the voice came from, it turned out to be the girl who blamed him for the sandbag last time. He had learned this girl's sharp teeth, and he was not in the mood to quarrel with her, so he lowered his head and wanted to go back to the house.

"I'm not done yet, what are you going to do?" the girl chased after her.

"What's the matter?" Gongsun Shengyan stopped.

"You're the one. ”

"In the Lower Su year. "Gongsun Shengyan sent people under the fence, and it was inevitable that he would have to swallow his anger. Although he knew that if he had a seizure, this personal maid would not be able to eat and walk around, but there was really no need to worry about a little girl.

"Did those two people go back to Jiangnan?"

"Well......" This sentence made Gongsun Shengyan sad again.

"I heard that you are some rich boy in Jiangnan. ”

"There's no money in the bottom, there's really no money. "Gongsun Shengyan started to have a headache.

"My lord has lived in Jiangnan for more than ten years, and he likes Jiangnan very much, so look at this yard ......" The maid named Xia Qiu stretched out her hand and gestured, her face full of pride, "How does it compare with your rich family's yard?"

This maid took a bite of Jiangnan, and Gongsun Shengyan was about to be a little overwhelmed, so he had to stabilize his voice and ask, "May I ask what you are looking for me?"

"Nothing, my young lady is learning to paint, learning Jiangnan painting, but she has never spoken to a living Jiangnan person, so I called you to take a look. Xia Qiu heard Gongsun Shengyan's tone, and immediately rebounded.

"Look at the painting?" Gongsun Shengyan was inexplicable.

"Yes, look at the painting, and remember to praise our young lady when you finish reading. Xia Qiu glared at him, "What are you doing standing stupidly, let's go?"