Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xun followed Feng Yu all the way to the door of the room, and was ruthlessly turned away after a "pop".

Fang Yun looked at this scene from behind and sneered, looking like "I knew it would be like this".

Lin Xun turned around: "This place is weird, are you afraid?"

Fang Yun: "Do you think everyone is like you, timid and afraid of getting into trouble?" After finishing speaking, he opened the door of his room, stood at the door and said to him: "Come, come in, let's sleep together."

Lin Xun: ...Sure enough, I'm still scared.

On the same floor, the layout of Fang Yun’s room is different from what he designed. There is no window in the room. The drowsiness has dissipated because of the farce just now. Lin Xun wanted to open the door to breathe, but his hand was suddenly held down. ——

“The inn is not safe at night.”

Lin Xun remembered that Fang Yun had chosen the room on purpose, and asked, "Did you choose a room that is airtight on purpose?"

Fang Yun nodded, his expression changed instantly, he realized something, and suddenly looked at Lin Xun: "You deliberately tricked me!"

Lin Xun stood up and wanted to pour a cup of hot tea, but the steam that came out was hard to dissipate in the room, so he stopped thinking: "If you know the layout of the inn room so well, you must have been here for the first time."

Fang Yun is straightforward, and the devious way of practicing Tai Chi is obviously not suitable for him: "Speaking bluntly, if you want to survive, don't walk around casually and follow the young master closely."

The room was stuffy, Fang Yun felt dry mouth after a while, and then Lin searched for unfinished business and filled up the tea.

As soon as the door was locked, the space, which could be called a secret room, was soon filled with the aroma of tea.

He is young and has no intention of harming others. Although he is not used to seeing Lin Xun, he will not stand by and watch him lose his life. After drinking tea to moisten his throat, he immediately introduced: "Don't underestimate this town. It is small in scale, but it was called a 'military town' a long time ago. Because it is surrounded by mountains, it is extremely concealed, and it is a good place to secretly train soldiers, and even a long time ago, arms were manufactured here."

"The military town is hundreds of miles ahead, and it is the famous military city Zhengfeng City. In the past, the town provided a large amount of resources to Zhengfeng City every year." Fang Yun's expression gradually became serious: "But just like the young master said, This town has been completely deserted—after that terrible battle." Speaking of this, he looked down at Lin Xun, "Have you ever heard of Yu Zilin?"

Suddenly, some broken pictures appeared in Lin Xun's mind. He vaguely saw many people talking in the market, and countless voices poured out around him——

"Yu Zilin, that is a great hero who stands up to heaven and earth." The master in the village took the trouble to tell the story of the legendary figure.

"I want to be a general like Yu Zilin when I grow up!" The child chirped, but you didn't say a word.

"Hanging the portrait of Yu Zilin at home will keep you safe," the peddler shouted.

"I heard that this Yu Zilin has saved the life of the current martial arts leader."

The last scene is a few gangsters talking about anecdotes in a tavern. The scene jumps to here. Lin Xun presses his temples hard and closes his eyes in pain. When the headache subsides, he opens his eyes and unconsciously spits out the word "Martial Arts Leader" 'Four words.

Fang Yun was startled when he heard these four words, and stood up straight away, "Where did you get the news?"

Lin Xun said calmly, "When I was in the land of sensuality, I heard someone say it by chance."

"No wonder," Fang Yun said to himself: "The brothel is the place where news circulates the fastest."

He sighed, and his eyes raised a bit of admiration: "If you want to say that this Yu Zilin was originally a well-known figure in the Jianghu, and he has a deep friendship with the current martial arts leader. Later, a rebellion broke out, and he took the initiative to join the army. The battlefield has the reputation of "the undefeated god of war", but unfortunately in the battle of Jintao later, he was outnumbered and finally died with the enemy... Now we are in the land where Jintao town used to be."

"Yu Zilin was killed, and Jintao Town lost its former glory. Later, rumors of ghosts gradually spread, and the former military town declined rapidly."

Lin Xun was not very interested in legends, so he grasped another point to inquire: "You said this place is haunted?"

Fang Yun nodded: "The rumors are not groundless. People in Jintao Town often disappear inexplicably."

"The people are missing, and the government didn't send anyone to check?"

Fang Yun stared straight at Lin Xun: "All those who disappear are dead."

Lin Xun frowned.

"In Jintao Town, I don't know how many people's bones were buried, including heroic spirits and rebels. After the war, a fire broke out in the town, and the charred corpses could not be distinguished at all. In the end, the people in the town could only bury The bones of these enemies and heroes were buried together, but since the past few years, corpses have continued to disappear."

Fang Yun shook his head: "To this day, there are still people who regret Yu Zilin's ending. He was originally a quack, but he chose to work for the imperial court. In the end, he ended up like this. Many people regret it, and many people ridicule him."

Lin Xun sneered: "The rebel army is in chaos, the country will not be the country, and there are still people who separate the court from the world."

Fang Yun: "Many people in the Jianghu look down on the government's style. For them..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Lin Xun understood the meaning.

"In Jintao Town now, there are a total of two forces, remember not to have anything to do with them," Fang Yun said for him one by one: "One is the corpse collectors, they will go to various places to 'clear', that is, the The body was carried away and taken to an unknown place."

Lin Xun: "How do they know where someone died?"

Fang Yun shook his head: "I don't know about that. The second is corpse chasers, but they chase corpses of living people."

Lin Xun became interested and listened to what he continued.

"Anyone who can't stand the temptation of the corpse hunters and makes a deal with them will have to abandon their identity, status, family and friends, and they don't know where they will be taken in the end."

"Then this deal..."

"It's all done voluntarily by the parties involved," Fang Yun said: "Martial arts secrets, new and old hatreds, when some too strong desires cannot be fulfilled by one's own strength, someone will ask the corpse exorcist for help."

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible that your master is here to investigate these smoky things?"

"We're here for the funeral."

Lin Xun: "...a funeral?"

"Tomorrow you will know."

Fang Yun was a bit talkative, but after talking too much, his energy dissipated quickly, and he fell asleep not long after.

The next day, when he woke up, he had a sore back and a sore back, and when he looked again, he found that he was lying on the ground with only a crumpled bed sheet under him.

Fang Yun's eyes were a little dazed. He clearly remembered that he fell asleep on the bed last night. When he was fully awake, he quickly got up, walked to the bed and woke Lin Xun, and said angrily: "You actually threw me on the ground and fell asleep by yourself. bed!"

Lin Xun said nonsense seriously: "You sleepwalked and ran to sleep on the ground."

Hearing this, Fang Yun was ready to reason with him with his fists, but Lin Xun showed his wrist first: "You don't think my strength can resist you?"

Fang Yun was at a loss for words, looking at the skinny man on the bed, he was a little terrified: "Could it be that I really have symptoms of sleepwalking?"

Lin Xun got up, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, I will keep this secret for you."

Walking out the door, he stretched himself. At the same time, the door of Feng Yu's room was opened. Fang Yun just ran over and grabbed Lin Xun's shoulder: "I still can't believe that I did what happened last night."

Stretching out his heel fingers and poking them on his shoulders, Fang Yun inexplicably felt his hands sore and slipped off his body.

Lin Xun looked sleepy: "You don't have to worry, I'm someone who can settle with money."

Fang Yun always felt that this sentence sounded a little strange. When he saw Feng Yu walking towards this side, he suddenly understood something, and said falteringly: "Young master, listen to my explanation, I didn't do anything to him. What, you know, how could I attack a man, I..."

Unexpectedly, Feng Yu walked past the two of them without even giving a glance.

Fang Yun felt that his character was being questioned, and he walked downstairs in a daze.

The breakfast prepared by the inn is very ordinary, a stack of side dishes, a bowl of white rice porridge, even a grown man can't say he is completely full, let alone Lin Xun, who goes out with Feng Yu after the meal, he feels that he still has to stay in the fasted state.

Feng Yu didn't ride a horse, but carried a cloth-wrapped box in his hand, and finally stopped in a field full of weeds. Lin Xun stood not far from him, looking up, the scorching sun was shining on the dilapidated tombstone , it feels a little warm.Feng Yu was wearing white clothes today, her hair was tied up meticulously, her eyes were like cold stars, in stark contrast to the scorching sun.

He walked to an open place, opened the box, and inside was a clay pot, the gray powder was sprinkled on the ground, and it was crystal clear by the sun.

When he raised his head again, Feng Yu turned around directly, his lips moved slightly, he didn't stop for a moment, turned and left.But even for a short moment, Lin Xun still heard those words clearly——

Father, let's go.

Lin Xun was taken aback, since the ashes were beside him, why did Feng Yu make a big fuss to find the coffin stolen by the original body?

Fang Yun touched him: "Don't look, let's go."

Before leaving, Lin Xun inadvertently spotted those deserted tombs. Many of them had empty tombstones, but the tombs had been destroyed by external forces. Many of them had only a deep pit with nothing buried inside.

When he went back, although Feng Yu's expression was still cold, Lin Xun could feel that his footsteps were a little heavy. Feng Yu didn't come down when he was eating lunch. After thinking about it, he still took the dinner plate to Feng Yu's door, knocked knocked on the door.

"Come in."

There was a sound from inside, and Lin Xun pushed his hand, only to find that the door was not locked.Feng Yu's hair had been loosened, and his eyes were half closed, as if he was extremely tired.

Put the food on the plate on the table, finally took out the wine, and poured two glasses——

"Respect the heroic souls on this land, respect those who are still alive."

Feng Yu lowered his head to look at the wine glass, held the wine glass with his overly pretty fingers, and took a sip without clinking with him.

Lin Xun didn't mind either, he raised his head and drank it all by himself, and when he put down the glass, he suddenly heard "thank you".

He shook his head: "It's okay, I bought the wine in your name."

It hinted that Feng Yu remembered to settle the bill in a while.

Feng Yu said abruptly: "If one day you die, where do you want to be buried?"

"Under the locust tree." Lin Xun said without thinking.

Feng Yu was startled, it was the first time he heard such an answer: "Why?"

"The locust tree attracts ghosts, maybe I can still cultivate to become a master in a hundred years."

Feng Yu looked at him for a while, and there was a slight smile in his eyes: "My father wanted to stay away from his homeland and leave his ashes in Jintao forever."

The ancients paid attention to the peace of the earth, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. Lin Xun asked, "What's the reason?"

"He has also been on the battlefield, probably because he couldn't bear the soldiers who died here. However, my father often said that he wanted to have no chance to know Yu Zilin in his lifetime, but he could find a chance to communicate with him after he died."

Lin Xun laughed: "My father is a funny person." After thinking for a while, he said: "What kind of person is this Yu Zilin?"

"I haven't seen it before, I'm not familiar with it."

The answer was surprisingly simple and direct.

Lin Xun got up, opened the window, and the street was depressed: "It's a pity that the old military town is now dying of life, and there are people talking about it everywhere."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Fortunately, it's just that rumors are easy to make people fearful, but it may not be really haunted."

Facts have proved that some conclusions cannot be drawn casually. Before today is over, Lin Xun was severely slapped in the face by what he said during the day.

During dinner, Fang Yun saw Feng Yu appearing unexpectedly, and was going downstairs, so he quickly said to Lin Xun: "I want to add points to your image in my heart." At that time, what did you say in the young master's room?"

Before Lin Xun could answer, Feng Yu had already approached. When he sat down, he glanced at Fang Yun. The latter quickly put away his curiosity and tried to stuff food into his mouth, trying to prove that he had been eating seriously.

"Help!" Without warning, a piercing howl came.

"Cough—" Hearing this voice suddenly, Fang Yun almost choked to death.He grabbed Lin Xun's wrist, "Quick, give me a pat."

Lin Xun patted him on the back twice symbolically, then said to Feng Yu, "Upstairs."

Feng Yu stepped a little, and the next moment, he was already standing on the second floor. Lin Xun ran up the stairs, and many people came up using lightness kung fu. When he came up, there were a lot of people at the entrance of the corridor.

There are many rooms on the second floor, at least twenty or thirty.

Someone was about to rush into a room, and immediately someone else yelled: "Go away, that's my room!"

The sound can only roughly determine a direction, but the specific room is unknown.

Lin Xun squeezed to Feng Yu's side and pointed to the room at the corner. The latter flicked his fingers in the direction of the room, and the door was rushed open with a force. Inside lay a man with blood on his face and hands in his hands. Holding up the sword and waving it around, he kept muttering and repeating: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

A strong man walked over and kicked him on the arm. When the sword fell to the ground, the man was still not awake, and his fingers were scratching everywhere. He shouted: "Quickly find a way!"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, someone hesitated and said, "This looks like a madman, what can I do?"

Just as everyone was looking at each other, Lin Xun walked over, and the strong man was overjoyed, "Little brother, do you have a solution?"

Lin Xun nodded, "Don't worry, my family has been practicing medicine for generations."

Fang Yun, who was in the crowd, froze, and said to Feng Yu: "Master, this kid is lying again."

However, except for Feng Yu and Fang Yun, no one present knew about Lin Xun's past history of misdeeds. Hearing that he was a medical practitioner, they were secretly relieved.

The strong man saw Lin Xun coming empty-handed, and said, "Do you want someone to go to your room and bring the medicine box?"

Although he didn't understand medical skills, doctors still need silver needles and other aids to treat illnesses.

Lin Xun raised a hand and said indifferently, "No need."

There is a sense of superiority in his speech and demeanor.

The next moment, I saw that he couldn't lift the struggling man's chin, and when he went up, he slapped him twice.

"Awake?"

The man froze, but stopped struggling.

Lin Xun gave another two slaps with his backhand: "Are you awake?"

"Qing, awake."

Lin Xun nodded and stretched out his hand: "Since the sanity has recovered, first pay the consultation fee."

The man was also stunned by the beating, and he was so stupid that he took out the bank note.

Lin Xun folded it quickly, stuffed it all into his sleeves with a clatter, and stood up, "If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

The room is not big, but people are crowded here, "Please let me go."

Everyone silently made way for him, and the moment he walked out of the room, Lin Xun said loudly, "Boss, ten cages of buns."

He walked gracefully, but the atmosphere he left behind was rather awkward. Someone broke the deadlock and asked, "Where did this character come from?"

Many eyes focused on Feng Yu and Fang Yun, "It seems that I came with them."

Fang Yun laughed twice, but Feng Yu was unaffected, and walked up to the man who was still sitting on the ground: "What did you see?"

Everyone thought that this was the real business, and they were all confused and forgotten just now.

downstairs

"Seven percent full." Satisfied, he put the empty drawer aside.

After finishing another cage, Lin Xun added some vinegar to the plate, "Eight full."

Just when he was in the ninth cage, Fang Yun came down from upstairs, sat beside him, and said dumbfounded, "Are you a reincarnation of a starved ghost?"

Lin Xun gracefully wiped the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief on the table: "What did you ask?"

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Oh. You said that man...was overly frightened, so he must have seen a ghost." He looked around, and whispered in Lin Xun's ear, "But the one we came from In the evening, the dead man who was carried away by the corpse collector originally lived next door to this man, maybe it was him who did it, and he will be suspicious because of his conscience."

Lin Xun thought about it, and continued to eat steamed stuffed buns, and swallowed a steamed stuffed bun: "You are questioning the psychological quality of the murderer."

Fang Yun inexplicably heard some irony from this sentence.

"The people who came here must not be good people," Lin Xun said, "Except for you, the others have more or less other goals. In my opinion, many of them are from the Jianghu."

Fang Yun lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said, "That's right, who hasn't had blood on their hands."

The matter during the day has not been resolved, the next morning, the door of the man who shouted for help yesterday opened wide, with a wooden sword stuck in his chest, his eyes were wide open, as if he saw something extremely horrifying before he died.

There were some changes in the room from when everyone entered yesterday. Yellow talismans were pasted everywhere on the wall, and even the dead man's wrist was wearing prayer beads.

There was blood everywhere, which made people feel a little disgusted.

Someone wanted to go up and draw out the sword to study the murder weapon, but found that he couldn't pull it out with force. He moved the corpse, and suddenly his face turned pale, and he shouted: "The sword penetrated the entire chest, and the point of the sword penetrated at least five or six inches into the ground."

Feng Yu didn't know when he stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and easily pulled out the sword, "Peachwood Sword."

The mahogany has been stained red with blood, and the tip of the sword is arc-shaped, which is not lethal at all.

Lin Xun took a look: "It is rumored that the mahogany sword can slay ghosts." He tore off a piece of talisman paper on the wall: "This sword is more like the dead used to defend against so-called ghosts."

"Could it be that there are ghosts," said the waiter's legs a little softly.

The burly man at the side gave him a vicious look; "Stop talking nonsense."

The shop waiter countered: "Does anyone among you dare to say that you can kill someone with this mahogany sword?"

The scene suddenly fell silent, even the strong man didn't speak, he is considered a master, if he used internal force, he could penetrate a person's chest, but the wound could never be so smooth, let alone the sword can still die embedded in the ground.

"The corpse collector hasn't arrived yet." The boss's words made many people's faces look ugly. In the past, no matter where a murder case occurred, the corpse collector was the first to arrive at the scene. Some corpses were even found before they were found. The body collector took it away.

The room remained as it was, and there was no trace of the body collector until the afternoon.

In the evening, there were a lot of people eating on the first floor, and no one talked about the murder case. It was the same as the scene that Lin Xun saw on the first day. Everyone ate quietly, but their movements were very slow.There are always more people at ease. For them, the later they return to the room, the better.

Fang Yun said to Lin Xun: "Tomorrow happens to be the 49th day that the old man will be gone, and we will leave when we burn incense sticks."

Lin Xun raised his eyes, Feng Yu just ate peacefully, without denying it.

Fang Yun took a sip of water: "I hope nothing will happen tonight."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Lin Xun asked: "Is it true that peach wood swords can't put people to death?"

"No," Fang Yun frowned, "but to achieve that level, there are no more than ten people in the world today, and none of these ten people would do such a thing."

Lin Xun automatically ignored the last half sentence: "Which ten?"

"There are only four who are still alive, the old eunuch Qiu Ruhai next to the emperor, Shi Tianshi's wife in Beiwen Nunnery, and of course my son is also one," Fang Yun said: "The last one is even more impossible, the martial arts leader Ran Mingjiang. "

After finishing speaking, he shook his body and said uncomfortably: "Is there really any monster?"

Lin Xun took out a peach-pit bracelet with a red string, "Heirloom, it can ward off evil spirits and protect the body."

Fang Yun sneered: "Just you, if you were really valuable, you would have been fooled."

Lin Xunzhuang seemed to be putting the bracelet back on: "If you don't believe me, forget it."

"Wait." Fang Yun hesitated: "How much?"

Lin Xun raised his index finger.

"Twelve?"

"100 taels."

Fang Yun: "100 taels! The most on the market is only a few pennies."

Lin Xun: "As long as I wear this string, it will keep you safe."

Fang Yun asked suspiciously: "If you are so amazing, would you sell it to me?"

Lin Xun said sincerely: "A young man like you is the most likely to attract sperm suckers. Which ghost do you think will be interested in me?"

Fang Yun looked at his frail body, and at first glance, he was deficient in Qi and blood.Looking at Feng Yu again with questioning eyes, the latter seemed to have isolated a space independently, completely ignoring the communication between the two of them.

"Master, do you think it's worth it?"

100 taels is not a small amount, Fang Yun still had the courage to ask.

Feng Yu didn't answer, but glanced at Lin Xun lightly, who smiled at him.

"up to you."

Thinking of the sperm sucker Lin Xun was talking about, Fang Yun shuddered suddenly, gritted his teeth, and took out 100 taels: "I bought it."

Lin Xun put the peach pit bracelet in front of him.

Fang Yun grabbed it in his hand and was about to put it on. Feeling something was wrong, he put it under his nose and smelled it: "Why is the peach smell so strong?"

"I finished eating the peaches in the afternoon," Lin Xun said with a vague voice, biting the steamed bun.

Fang Yun's fingers trembled, "What did you say?"

"Don't worry, I gnawed very clean, there is no flesh on it."

Fang Yun sat up stiffly, and said to Feng Yu seriously: "Can I hit him?"

The kind you beat to death.

Unable to wait for an answer, Fang Yun tied it around his wrist, thinking that it was bought for 100 taels of silver after all.

Can't sleep at night.

Immersed in the pain of being defrauded of money, Fang Yun almost bit the corner of the quilt to pieces. In the middle of the night, he still felt that this matter was intolerable, so he got up and ran to knock on the door of Lin Xun's room. No one responded, and he was about to slam the door hard. A gust of wind blew, and the door slowly opened automatically.

There was no one on the bed, Fang Yun touched the sheet, without the slightest heat, immediately ran outside Feng Yu's door, "Master, Zheng Cai is gone!"

His voice woke up almost all the guests on this floor.Originally, the strange murder case made people panic, but now another person disappeared, so everyone naturally didn't think in a good direction.

"The door is unlocked, and the window is open." Fang Yun frowned: "Could it be that the bastard was robbed?"

"It's not just him who is missing." The strong man interjected, "Didn't you see that there are still several rooms where people haven't come out?"

With such a big commotion, it was almost impossible to leave the room to check the situation.

Fang Yun tried to push the door of the room where no one came out. Sure enough, the situation was the same. In one of the rooms, a strange copper coin dropped not far from the bed. Fang Yun picked it up, and his expression changed: people."

The exorcists in Jintao Town only exorcise the living. No matter what you want to achieve, they can help you achieve it. Where did people end up going.

Feng Yu didn't say anything, and walked out the door with a cold face. Of course Fang Yun followed, and someone behind him could still hear the voice of discussion: "Could it be that he is going to chase the corpse man... do you want to die?"

Even though it was summer, the streets at night were extremely cool, surrounded by mountains, and the moonlight was not very bright.

There were a lot of strange copper coins scattered on the ground, and everyone who knew it knew that they were paving the way for corpses, warning strangers not to enter.

The copper bell could be faintly heard in the distance, and Fang Yun's eyes lit up, "It seems that we haven't gone far yet."

Feng Yu's qinggong is very good, and has probably reached the legendary realm of stepping on the snow without a trace. Fang Yun tried his best, but he could only see a white phantom in front of him. Fortunately, Feng Yu stopped not long after, and the road ahead There were seven people in total, one walked in the front, four behind him rang the bell, and two threw money to pave the way.

The other people in the team are naturally not the corpse chasers, but the guests in the inn who left with them, some with a look of resignation to death, and some with joy and determination in their eyes.

Fang Yun followed closely, observed for a while, and said to Feng Yu in a low voice: "Master, do you think the last one who gnawed on the chicken leg looks like Zheng Cai?"

Speaking of a strange thought came from the bottom of his heart, Fang Yun's body trembled suddenly, and he blurted out: "Could it be that he ran away with the corpse chaser because of a chicken leg?"

Feng Yu didn't speak, but his face became colder and colder.