Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Uncle Cheng knocked symbolically on the open door, and Feng Jiuyou said "Yo", "Your old news is really good."

Uncle Cheng smiled and came in with herbal tea: "Your favorite drink."

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng." After Feng Jiuyou took the herbal tea, Uncle Cheng walked out and closed the door for them by the way.

After Feng Jiuyou took a sip of the herbal tea, his expression became more serious: "I personally interrogated the tomb guard, and what do you think happened?"

Feng Yu didn't reply, but Fang Yun's interest was greatly aroused. The tomb robbery of Feng's family was full of many bizarre factors. Let alone how the tomb robbers broke into the cemetery, the tomb guard escaped too quickly after the accident. some.

"According to the cemetery keeper, he heard a strange movement that night, and when he rushed over, he found nothing but the dug-up cemetery."

Fang Yun frowned, "But there still seemed to be signs of fighting at the scene."

"That's the problem," Feng Jiuyou's eyes darkened, "the gravekeeper stood there for a while, the coffin board moved, and then a person crawled out of the coffin."

Fang Yun made up the scene, and couldn't help shivering.

Feng Yu: "The coffins are all sealed with nails, so it's not surprising to use internal force to open them."

Feng Jiuyou shook his head: "The tomb guard said it was more like a person with infinite strength pushed it away directly, and the coffin was not obviously damaged."

"What about after that?" Feng Yu asked.

"It is said that the man who climbed out was staggering and looked unconscious. The grave guard hit him with a stick, but the man seemed to be fine, and ran away with the coffin on his shoulders."

Feng Jiuyou took out a scroll of paintings, "According to his description, I have already drawn a portrait of this person."

Feng Jiuyou is very good at painting, and the people he draws can be said to be similar in spirit.

Just as he was about to slowly spread out the scroll, Feng Yu suddenly pressed his hand.

Feng Jiuyou looked at his abyss-like eyes, "Why?"

"Too much." Feng Yu let go of his hand, Feng Jiuyou maintained the original posture, but did not open the scroll.

Fang Yun who witnessed this scene was very puzzled, the behavior between the two was too abnormal, at this time Feng Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him, Fang Yun understood, and retreated out with curiosity.

As soon as he went out, Feng Jiuyou moved his hand away from the portrait and said, "It seems that you already know the identity of the person in the painting."

Feng Yu put one hand on the table, "Jiuyou, enough is enough."

Feng Jiuyou looked at him with folded arms: "At the beginning, my father got a secret report that the remnants of the rebels wanted to get Yu Zilin's bones, and used the Thousand Corpse Pit to refine them into a blood general. Father rushed to steal Yu Zilin's bones one step ahead of them. , and even set fire to all the remains of the dead soldiers at that time.”

His voice was low, but his words were extremely clear: "You and I both know that the coffin is Yu Zilin's bones, but why is there a big living person running out of it now?"

Feng Yu glanced at the teacup, "It seems that Uncle Cheng's herbal tea didn't quench your anger."

"I'm not losing my temper," Feng Jiuyou said, "This is a serious matter, brother, I'm not a three-year-old child, I just want to know the inside story."

Feng Yu stood up and walked aside with his hands behind his back: "Hu Yankun has been resurrected."

Feng Jiuyou was stunned, then frowned: "Thousand Corpse Pit?"

"It took the lives of more than 100 Jianghu people."

Feng Jiuyou: "The centipede is dead but not stiff, those beasts."

"Don't expect to be sympathetic to them," Feng Yu's tone was calm: "Since you're back, stay a little longer. As for the people in the painting..."

He turned around and said softly, "I have my own plans."

Feng Jiuyou frowned even tighter, "Brother seems to know the whereabouts of this person, and he can be settled once and for all by handing it over to me for interrogation. Why do you want to go around in circles?"

Feng Yu didn't answer, and sat down again, "Tell me about that matchmaker."

"what?"

Feng Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the topic to be brought up here, "Why are you interested in this?"

"It's not that I suffered a dark loss."

Feng Jiuyou's expression was a little unsightly, "As soon as I came back, I heard that a matchmaker appeared in the city to make trouble, and in just ten days, he collected a lot of money."

"Matchmakers are all about seniority," Feng Yu said slowly, "It's good to be a matchmaker. If a husband and wife are harmonious and have many children, they will naturally invite many people. If they distort the facts for their own self-interest and make random matches, it will soon go bad. If you lose your reputation, how can you have anything to do with making waves?"

"At first I just thought it was strange. I heard from the shopkeeper of Donglinfang that there was a matchmaker who earned 10 taels of silver in just three days, so I wanted to check it out." Together, that is not an ordinary matchmaker at all, he is not in the business of living people."

"Oh?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows.

"He's a shady medium." Feng Jiuyou said: "I thought to follow the clues to investigate, maybe a big conspiracy could be pulled out, and it would be logical to get promoted and get rich. I never wanted to be, be..."

"What happened?"

Feng Jiuyou said bitterly: "I was tricked and almost sold to a rich family for joy."

"..."

Feng Yu stared at his younger brother for a while, then sneered: "The number one catcher in the world?"

Feng Jiuyou's expression showed some grievance: "It's all because that man is too cunning."

"What does the matchmaker you're talking about look like?"

"Wearing a flower mask, wearing weird clothes," Feng Jiuyou recalled: "The breasts are still small."

Regarding the matchmaker he was talking about, Feng Yu already had a guess in his mind.

"By the way, I didn't come back alone this time." Feng Jiuyou said suddenly, "Yuchun is with me."

Feng Yu nodded: "I haven't seen him for several years."

The full name of Yuchun in Feng Jiuyou's mouth is Xiao Yuchun. Xiao Yuchun and Feng's family are family friends. Xiao Yuchun and Feng Jiuyou both named girls. They were very close when they were young. They happened to meet on the way home this time, so they became friends And return.

"He's still waiting in the hall now, do you want to meet him?"

……

There are precious plants growing on both sides, which complement each other with the mahogany chairs. A strange man is tasting tea. Hearing footsteps, he puts down the cup of tea, "Jiuyou, why have you been here for so long..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuchun's eyes lit up when he saw Feng Yu beside Feng Jiuyou: "Brother Yu."

Feng Jiuyou behind him raised his head and thought about it. Xiao Yuchun didn't smile so attentively at him. It seemed that Xiao Yuchun's attitude towards Feng Yu was very strange since a long time ago, and he would always find various excuses to get bored with his brother. together.

Seeing Feng Yu now, Xiao Yuchun's eyes did not leave for a moment.

After running around for a day, Lin Xun moved his shoulders, and when he was about to walk to the room, he suddenly heard someone's voice in the main room, so he stepped over to have a look.

This is not the person who was almost sold by him to be happy, why is he here?

He walked in calmly, wearing a mask when he was a matchmaker, so he should not be recognized.

Feng Jiuyou did not recognize him as the psychic, but when he saw him, he stood up straight away: "It's you?!"

Lin Xun frowned slightly, and was about to say something when Feng Yu's voice suddenly came, "This is my second brother, Feng Jiuyou."

Feng Jiuyou who is known as the 'No. [-] catcher in the world'?

According to the information that Fang Yun accidentally disclosed to him, Feng Jiuyou should have already asked his appearance from the tomb guards, sighing secretly that the road to enemies is really narrow.

Feng Jiuyou sat down slowly, staring at Lin Xun all the time, but didn't say much, just now Feng Yu introduced his identity to imply him, so the matter stopped here.

"Brother Yu, who is this?"

Brother Yu?

Lin Xun raised his eyes, and a man with good looks and temperament was sitting beside Feng Yu, with an intimate tone.

Feng Yu: "A guest from the house."

The corner of Xiao Yuchun's lips curled up, "So it's a guest."

I don't know if it was intentional, but Lin Xun always felt that he bit down the word 'guest' heavily.

"I still have something to do, let Jiuyou take you around." After Feng Yu finished speaking, he pulled Lin Xun out, Xiao Yuchun stared at Lin Xun's back, there was still a flower-like smile in his eyes just now, but now it is extremely dark .

Walking to the garden, Feng Yu let go of his hand, Lin Xun said: "Thank you, I'm not used to being looked at by your brother like a prisoner."

The flower branches on the side of the road were pruned just right, and one flower fell on Lin Xun's shoulder. When he pulled it off, he heard Feng Yu ask:

"I heard that you sold him for joy?"

Lin Xun froze his hand.

Feng Yu understood Lin Xun's temperament to some extent. Although he loves money, he can't say that he is harmful.

"That's why stupid people have stupid blessings." Lin Xun let go of his hand, "Your precious brother has passed through the gate of hell, and you don't even know about it."

"Speaking of which, you owe me a favor." Without explaining the cause and effect, he suddenly approached Feng Yu, stood on tiptoe and whispered sweetly in his ear, "Brother Yu."

Feng Yu was stunned by his shout.

Lin Xun couldn't help laughing out loud, "Why, is my yelling louder than the one in the main room?"

Feng Yu frowned: "Why did you mention him?"

Lin Xun continued to walk forward: "It seems that you are very familiar, childhood sweethearts, and have a good relationship."

"I don't have a childhood sweetheart." Feng Yu reminded him: "Also, don't provoke Jiuyou, he won't have any worries about you."

Lin Xun: "As a guest of your mansion, I will keep your warning in mind."

Feng Yu's footsteps slowed down, was she... angry?

……

Feng Jiuyou led Xiao Yuchun around the Feng mansion, and politely asked him if he wanted to stay for a few more days, but Xiao Yuchun nodded without hesitation.

"My father accompanied my mother to go to the temple to burn incense and come back the day after tomorrow. If you don't mind, I would like to bother you for a few more days."

Feng Jiuyou felt that it had been a long time since we had seen each other, so it was good to catch up on the old days, so he arranged a room for him neatly.

The dinner was well prepared, and Xiao Yuchun chatted about childhood topics from time to time during the dinner.

Feng Jiuyou said: "It's a pity that the time is short, there are only monotonous dishes, and there is no time to prepare for singing and dancing, so let's have a good time."

Xiao Yuchun untied the flute on his waist, blinked, "There is a tune."

As he said, he looked at Lin Xun: "Guan, this young master is also a person who knows how to be happy, do you want to go together?"

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows, could he still see his talent in music?

"can."

Hearing this, even Feng Yu, who was drinking silently, glanced at Lin Xun, as if he didn't expect him to respond, Lin Xun took out the Youzen flute that was bought from the system in Xiefeng Pagoda, and put it to his lips , Obviously the two played together, but the sound of his bamboo flute was very high-pitched and distant, and Xiao Yuchun's flute sound was actually suppressed a lot.

After finishing playing, Xiao Yuchun moved a little faster when he sat down. The flute unintentionally swept the cup, and the wine in it splashed on Lin Xun. He apologized repeatedly. Lin Xun gave him a meaningful look and got up to change his clothes.

Fang Yun who was standing on the side was surprised. As a young and veteran Huajian, he could naturally see Xiao Yuchun's hostility towards Lin Xun. It was strange that Lin Xun had suffered from being dumb.

Not long after, Lin Xun returned to the banquet. Feng Jiuyou, who had just picked up a mouthful of vegetables, shook his hand, and the vegetables fell. Seeing his gaffe, Feng Yu also looked towards the door. When he saw Lin Xun , couldn't help laughing.

I saw that the clothes Lin Xun was wearing were exactly the same as Xiao Yuchun's from color to style.

It's interesting to say that the clothes are exactly the same, and they look very good on Lin Xun's body. He has fair skin and good-looking facial features. Wearing this clothes has an indescribable dignity.

Lin Xun sat down calmly, but Xiao Yuchun couldn't even laugh.

Even Feng Jiuyou had to admit that Xiao Yuchun's effect on the same piece of clothing was far worse than Lin Xun's.

[System: Is this why you bought the same clothes from me? 】

Lin Xun ate as if no one else was around, and answered him casually: "Make him embarrassingly ugly."

The author has something to say: Feng Jiuyou: ... I am not wronged to be betrayed by such a deep routine.