"Ferryman?"

Zheng Xiu silently filled in another doorway for the "Doorway Atlas" that he had made up in his brain, and asked:

"What is his power?"

Jun Buxiao and Situ Yong glanced at each other and were silent.

Zheng Xiu saw the two of them looking at each other, and waited for a while before he couldn't bear to interrupt: "Who of you knows?" ”

Jun Bu smiled and tilted his head, and asked, "You don't know?" ”

Situ Yong was stunned: "Why does the old man know?" ”

Jun Bu grinned, "I thought you knew." ”

Situ Yong blew his beard: "The old man knows a fart!" ”

"Coincidentally, I don't know." Jun didn't smile and spread his hands helplessly.

Zheng Xiu was angry in his heart, and calmly said two words: "Okay, deduct the money." ”

"Don't be impulsive, little young master!" Jun's unsmiling face is like a June day, and it changes when it is said. He blinked and put on a mask of "crying", hugged the waist of the little young master and pretended to cry: "I really don't know!" In the past, the Lord of the Night had hidden the upper winding two tightly, and since the third winding Sanfengbei joined the night Weiyang, that person was like retiring, and he never went to work again. The only thing his subordinates know is that some people in the old night were said to be haunted and seemed to have the ability to travel thousands of miles a day. ”

Jun didn't laugh and wanted to make a joke, but the joke was on the horse's butt. King Chi found a blank pamphlet out of nowhere, he lowered his head and wrote the name of "Jun Buxiao", and wrote the word "positive" at the back, noting down the "fault", which means that after deducting the money, Zheng Xiu put away the pamphlet and wondered: "But Ye Weiyang has long been disbanded, and the former Shangxian II has not joined the Disaster Prevention Bureau." In this case, he will appear, saying that it is a coincidence, which is too far-fetched. But if ......"

Zheng Xiu's eyes gradually lit up, revealing a drum washing machine-like expression, and he said to himself: "If according to what I originally thought, behind this matter, there is a 'candle' playing tricks, everything makes sense!" The second white autumn moon has always been the person on the other side of the candle! It's all connected! There is only one truth! ”

Situ Yong and Jun Buxiao were both stunned when they heard this, and their faces were puzzled: "Candle? ”

Regarding the origin of the candle, the disaster prevention bureau did not make a fuss to the point that everyone knew about it, and the more the two of them didn't know, the more relieved Zheng Xiu was. He nodded slightly, and the two of them reacted with a slight smile, and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door outside.

The orange cat looked unhappy, covered its mouth and nose, and lay on the table with a look of "Ben Meow is going to die". Zheng Xiu looked at Situ Yongnunu's mouth, and the old divine doctor Baba stepped forward to open the door. Standing behind the door was the old bustard's mother with gauze wrapped around her head, and she looked wooden and held a delicate tray in her hand, which was covered with bright red silk gauze.

Zheng Xiu looked at the old bustard's mother and asked knowingly, "Ahh How did you get hurt? ”

The old bustard's mother wandered her eyes, not daring to look directly at the young man's innocent gaze, her lips fluttered, and she said, "The slave family, the slave family, the slave family is careless, and I have no intention of bumping into it." ”

As she spoke, she carefully placed the tray on the table, and the orange cat's fur exploded, and it jumped to Jun Buxiao's feet in disgust.

Zheng Xiu silently passed a [reconnaissance] and couldn't help but be stunned. The pink mist is intensely dazzling, like the smell of substance. There was no need to reach out to probe, the rich "orchid fragrance" allowed Zheng Xiu to guess that the objects in the tray were Xianggu's personal belongings.

Situ Yong frowned, lifted the gauze, and saw a bright red gold silk carved phoenix belly pocket stacked inside. Situ Yong frowned, probed the back of his hand, and exclaimed, "It's warm!" ”

The old bustard's mother tried to squeeze out a smile: "Aunt Xiang said, she heard that a little young master came here from the big city tonight, and she pushed away tonight's distinguished guest, who let Xiang Gu meet the little young master who is more generous than that noble guest!" ”

Zheng Xiu pointed to the belly pocket that he had obviously just taken off, and smiled in surprise: "You mean this belly pocket ......?"

The old bustard smiled and nodded: "It's a 'token', whoever Xianggu falls in love with, he will give a token, with this token, you can enter Xianggu's boudoir and enjoy a night of romance." ”

As she spoke, the old bustard's mother stopped talking and walked out tremblingly.

"Please stay."

Situ Yong took out a white porcelain jade bottle from his hand and pressed it on the table.

"This medicine is used to treat traumatic bruises, and it can be applied externally for three days, and it can be restored as before."

The old bustard's mother was shocked, Situ Yong stroked her long beard, and was triumphant: "The old man is not talented, the first miracle doctor in the world, Situ Yong!" ”

"Thank you, sir!" When the old bustard's mother turned around and reached out for the porcelain bottle, she stumbled, knocked over the wine bottle, and almost fell. After a moment, she staggered to her feet on the long table and bowed deeply three times across the table.

After the bustard left, Situ Yong patted his head and said angrily: "Oops! When you are sick, you will be soft-hearted for a while, and you will send out the elixir! Tsk, who makes the old man and the doctor benevolent. ”

"Hee-hee-hee!" Jun on the side didn't laugh and laughed, and was amused.

Zheng Xiu pointed to the long table: "It's not all bad, at least, good people have good rewards." ”

Situ Yong looked at it and was stunned. I saw that next to the tray with the golden silk hot belly pocket, when the old bustard pretended to fall just now, she spilled the wine, she covered it with long sleeves, and wrote two words on the table with the wine - "Escape".

Situ Yong didn't have time to sigh at the matter of "good people have good rewards", stared at the word "escape", and then looked at the hot belly pocket, grinning: "In this way, the other party seems to know our intentions." ”

"Perhaps." Zheng Xiu nodded, patted his clothes, and got up calmly. Jun Bu smiled and said "yo", Situ Yong was stunned again, and asked, "Little young master, do you want to ......?" ”

Zheng Xiu said with a smile: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." I'll go meet this orchid for a while. ”

Situ Yong: "What ...... into?" ”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." Zheng Xiu repeated his words and asked curiously: "This is a metaphor, what's wrong, didn't you understand?" ”

"Understood." The corners of Situ Yong's mouth twitched and nodded, and he was about to stop it, but Zheng Xiu pointed to the belly pocket with a disgusted expression: "Wrap it up for me." ”

Situ Yong smelled it from afar, the fragrance was fragrant, and his heart fluttered. After wrapping up the belly pocket that still had residual warmth, Zheng Xiu held the bag in one hand and told the orange cat: "I'll go back when I go, you are a cat pillar, keep an eye on me, if there is anything, just claw." ”

"Meow!"

[Hmph! 】

The orange cat clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked away, looking unhappy.

"After I go back, I'll let Fengbei cook again, and the fried fish cakes are enough!"

"Meow?"

[Really? 】

"The Red King said that the horse is difficult to chase!"

The orange cat stretched out its eight paws and stared at the boy.

"Meow!"

[Eight horses! 】

The orange cat haggles with Zheng Xiu in a strange place.

"Deal!"

Zheng Xiu readily agreed, walked out of the box, and went straight upstairs. Looking down through the carved railing, I saw that tonight's song and dance performance had already begun below. The geisha, who can sing and dance, are dressed in looming robes on the erected stage, and under the accompaniment of the glamorous sound, the twisting waist and fluttering cloud sleeves make people think about it, and the spectators are red and applauded.

Zheng Xiu walked upstairs with a light car, and the corridor was empty. The old bustard's mother is nowhere to be found. After passing the corner, before reaching the boudoir of the Oiran Xianggu, Zheng Xiu noticed from afar that the three-piece set of bamboo poles, robes, and hats that was still standing at the door not long ago had disappeared.

Zheng Xiu's face was solemn, and he immediately took off the Chang Shi painting from his waist and pulled a group chat.

Several figures were shadowed on the mirror, and they were all shown by their code names in the Disaster Prevention Bureau.

Without waiting for Zheng Xiu to speak, Chang Shi Eri suddenly swiped the screen, and everyone chattered and discussed:

[The Living Dead]: Little Young Master, this is the end of the matter? It seems to be a little faster, alas, after all, still too young!

[Shadow Play]: Hee-hee-hee-hee!

[Book Copying Maniac]: Woo woo! My stomach hurts!

[Gold Medal Middleman]: What's going on inside? What's over? Who's done? Where's the end? Where is it over?

Snake: What are you doing over there?

[Ye]: You don't have to worry about snakes. Little master, you have to be careful, Ye heard a lot of movement inside.

[Book Copying Maniac]: My stomach hurts!

[Beautiful Cat]: Meow

[Gold Medal Middleman]: ...... Who gave Lord Maozhu such a strange code name?

[Book Copying Maniac]: Anyway, can you ignore that broken cat! My baby is about to be born, and you don't have anyone to take care of me! Woooooooooooooooo

[Qingqing]: Huh.

[Beautiful Cat]: Meow?

['Book Copying Maniac' was invited out of the group chat by 'Red King'. 】

[All members have been banned by the 'Red King'. 】

, that's why Ben Wang didn't set up a "Disaster Prevention Bureau" group chat.

The group was blown up in minutes.

Tease is much happier than netizens.

But at this moment, Zheng Xiu needs to have his ears clean.

After the group chat fell silent, Zheng Xiu began to speak.

"Ye, Qingqing, Xi'er, pay attention to whether there is a boatman wearing a cloak and a hat and carrying a bamboo pole outside the door."

"In the same way, the old miracle doctor, who sings, go out of the box to find out where Bai Qiuyue is!"

"His three-piece suit is gone!"

"Snake, watch out over there, I suspect that they already know that the pregnant one is in the inn."

Under the order of the Red King, the anti-pornography squad of the Disaster Prevention Bureau suddenly became operational.

Zheng Xiu turned off the communication.

He walked quickly to the Oiran door and kicked it open.

The moment he opened the door, Zheng Xiu was suddenly stunned.

A woman with a seductive face and half-ragged clothes was leaning lazily against the window. Bai Huahua's legs peeked out from under her long skirt, and she was now bowing her head, concentrating on painting bright red nails on her toes.

In Zheng Xiu's eyes, Xianggu's face and figure began to distort.

The surroundings seemed to have become a beautiful fairyland on earth, and a crisp warbler cry sounded in Zheng Xiu's ears, and bursts of flower fragrance fluttered. For a while, Zheng Xiu's eyes were swirling with strange lights and shadows. In a blink of an eye, the woman and herself actually floated up to the clouds, and the woman posed in various seductive postures in the swirling clouds, beckoning to Zheng Xiu, and said in her mouth: Come on, come on, come on.

And at this moment, Aunt Xiang is in the boudoir.

The young man who stepped in the door suddenly lost his eyes and stood at the door like a puppet.

Xianggu walked towards the boy step by step.

If there are outsiders here, they can see Xianggu's gait and settle their doubts. At this moment, Xianggu did not have half of a woman's enchantment when she walked, but strutted with her head held high, with a faint sense of calmness and atmosphere unique to the elderly.

"Who are you?"

Xianggu made a hoarse and old voice from her mouth, only to see her long skirt lifted silently, and translucent tentacles stretched out towards the young man.

At the end of the tentacles, there are small wriggling openings.

The small mouth has two plump petals, which look like two fat sausages.

The bloody mouths on the tentacles opened open, and the wriggling folds resembled a row of sharp teeth.

……

The words are divided into two ends.

After the call ended.

Everyone's hearts sank, and from the young man's hasty call, they understood the seriousness of the matter.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A dark cloud pressed down and obscured the moon.

The moonlight seeped down, making the clouds in the night inexplicably stained with a strange layer of lilac.

Outside the Yanchun Building.

Xi'er stood high out of thin air, and countless silk threads that could not be seen by the naked eye twisted into a knot under her feet.

Under the instruction of Zheng Xiu, she laid a net outside Yanchun Building, as long as someone touched her thread, she sensed it, and no one could escape the "net" woven by the tailor.

Yin Qingqing, as a "time demon", once she finds something wrong, she can sacrifice her human skin and put it into her time demon space.

"Boatman?"

Xi'er was condescending, only to see Yan Chunlou entering and exiting more, if someone in strange clothes walked out of the gate, he would not be able to escape her eyes, where did he come from a boatman. Remembering that after being banned just now, Zheng Xiu hurriedly mentioned "Bai Qiuyue", Xi'er searched for the memory of the dead Ye Weiyang, and the more she thought about it, the more familiar she felt this name.

"Bai Qiuyue? Bai Qiuyue? Bai Qiuyue? Which White Autumn Moon? ”

Yin Qingqing's face was calm, and she reminded: "I used to be the number one master in the middle school of the night, the second wind, the 'ferryman', Bai Qiuyue." ”

When the Chinese New Year's Eve Weiyang still existed, the old emperor could not let the Yeweiyang family dominate. The "secret department" he cultivated was a means to counter Ye Weiyang. Yin Qingqing used to be a member of the secret department, and he could be said to be a treasure for every thaumaturgist or alien in Yeweiyang.

"It's him!"

Xi'er was shocked when she heard this, and said in her heart how could this case involve the retired alien.

When Xi'er and Yin Qingqing were discussing the person "Bai Qiuyue".

The melodious sound of the piano came from inside.

The sound of the piano is long, like mountains and flowing water, and it is refreshing to smell.

Ye listened attentively, listened and listened, Ye frowned: "The sound of the song is not right." ”

Xi'er asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ye's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper: "It has no form, not its god!" It's like playing an empty sheet according to a musical score, and even ordinary geisha are far inferior, and it's weird! I'm going to give her a try. ”

As he spoke, Ye Fei fell, standing on the flying arch prettyly, two fingers pinched out the reed leaves from his chest, puffed on his lips, and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, Ye's eyes were awe-inspiring, like a sharp knife.

With the reed as the flute, opposite to the sound of the piano in the building, another completely different song pierces through the night like a sharp arrow, and drills into it in wisps.

Yanchun Building.

After Situ Yong and Jun didn't laugh, they hurriedly turned over and went outside, looking around. After looking around, I didn't find the iconic boatman three-piece suit.

Just as he was about to inform Pony Zheng Xiu, there was a sudden dead silence in the lobby, and a girl with a silk scarf and a bumpy figure walked up to the singing stage and sat sideways on a small stool.

Bite!

The crisp sound of the piano popped out, and the beautiful music spread all over Yanchun Tower in an instant. All the onlookers shook their heads and listened, seemingly intoxicated.

Call~

At this moment, there was an even more beautiful flute sound outside the building, and the flute seemed to carry a strange pressure, and the candle flame in the building frantically swayed in an instant, almost extinguished!

At first, the sound of the flute was like the murmuring of a stream, soft and beautiful, and the sound of the flute faintly accompanied by the artistic conception of mountains and flowing water. But in the blink of an ear, the flute music style changes abruptly, ringing loudly, murderous, like thousands of troops galloping on the battlefield, and like a torrential rain pouring, rushing up to the sky and flying straight down.

On the stage, the masked woman looked flustered, and the piano involuntarily plucked faster and faster, even Situ Yong and Jun Buxiao, who didn't understand the rhythm, clearly heard the rhythm of the woman on the stage, and was affected by the sound of music outside.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the flute are-for-tat, like knives and swords. But the sound of the piano did not last long, and it was completely defeated, and the masked woman on the singing stage had no eyes in her eyes, and her movements had long since lost their initial agility, and she mechanically plucked the strings under the influence of the flute.

Suddenly!

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the masked singer plucked one hand on the sharp strings, and two fingers were broken, dripping with blood. But she still didn't know the pain, and she went down to the ground and pulled it with her severed finger.

The audience has long noticed that the singer on the stage is a little weird. After the singer broke off two fingers, a prostitute saw the blood, woke up in horror, and escaped from Yanchun Tower screaming in the chaos.

A drunken middle-aged prostitute climbed onto the stage with a curse.

"What bullshit!"

He was seven minutes drunk, and with the help of alcohol, he pushed the girl with the severed finger to the ground. The girl's face was pale, and even if she fell to the ground, she still flicked her severed fingers, and pieces of minced flesh flew out, and the scene was very terrifying.

The drunken guest angrily lifted the girl's veil, and behind the veil was an unremarkable face.

"She's not Xianggu!"

Someone in the audience pointed at the face in horror.

It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass! Please!

(End of chapter)