Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Because of the delicate atmosphere caused by the change of clothes, Feng Jiuyou's eyes focused on Lin Xun at first, but it didn't take long before his focus changed.

Facing the rapidly decreasing number of meals on the table, he looked at Feng Yu in surprise - when does eating at home depend on speed?

Feng Jiuyou's eyesight is excellent, and he only had time to see the afterimage left by Lin Xun moving his chopsticks too fast. The strange thing is that he eats very fast, and his sitting posture is quite regular in his movements. Feng Yu seems to have expected it a long time ago. In this situation, he ate in silence at the very beginning. He usually doesn't eat much, especially dinner, and he has almost eaten at the moment.

Feng Jiuyou was like this, let alone Xiao Yuchun, before he had time to take a few bites, the empty plate had already declared the end of the dinner.

After Lin Xun was full, seeing that they were not moving their chopsticks, he asked with a little concern: "Why don't you eat, is it not to your appetite?"

Xiao Yuchun smiled and said: "Young master has a big appetite."

Lin Xun suddenly realized that he ate too much. After all, Xiao Yuchun was a guest brought back by Feng Jiuyou. When owning a large amount of real estate, Lin Xun suddenly asked: "The Xiao family also has land in the north of the city?"

Xiao Yuchun wondered why he was interested in this, and said, "I used to have it, but it was sold later."

Lin Xun nodded without asking further questions.

The meal ended quickly. After all, there was no more food. There was only half a bowl of unfinished white rice left in front of Feng Jiuyou and Xiao Yuchun. Feng Jiuyou saw that he was not full, so he asked the kitchen to prepare some side dishes and wine, and sent them to him in the name of greeting.

Because of the clothes, Xiao Yuchun walked very fast, so he missed the opportunity to ask Lin Xun where he lives now.

At night, Lin Xun slept in Feng Yu's room as usual. The hole on the ground had been repaired by Uncle Cheng long ago. During the day, it was inconvenient for many people to talk and talk. At this moment, there were only the two of them in the room. Feng Yu glanced at him, "You can do it now." Talk about your matchmaking."

Lin Xun: "My professionalism does not allow me to discuss the privacy of customers."

"Professionalism?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows.

Hearing the suspicion in his tone, Lin Xun said: "Actually, at first I didn't think about doing this industry. I originally wanted to go to Hualou to do idle work..."

What responded to him was Feng Yu's sneer.

Lin Xun coughed, "But on the way, I found someone going to a funeral on the street." His voice faded from his dullness, and his eyes sank because of thinking about something, "At that time, I accidentally heard an old man passing by say, 'Create a crime, It’s already the seventh this month, and they’re still young.’”

"It's really strange." Feng Yu said.

It's normal for people to have funerals, but the deaths are all young people, and the frequency is too concentrated.

Lin Xun: "Afterwards, I turned into a shady man and went door-to-door to inquire. The result was even more interesting. All the families that had accidents went to the funeral first, and then died. The young people in the last family are still alive, but they are already dead. He is terminally ill, and when we continued to investigate, your brother got involved."

Having said that, he paused for a moment before saying: "After the startling, that family member is a bit weird. I even have a premonition that if I don't find a suitable excuse, I'm afraid he and I will have to explain it there."

"Is there any connection between these people?"

Lin Xun shook his head: "But one thing, they all live in the north of the city."

He got up, dipped some water and roughly drew the direction on the table, "The first family's surname is Liu, and they sold umbrellas at home, and the second family is a butcher..."

After describing them one by one, Feng Yu was silent for a while, and said: "The fathers of the families you mentioned were all soldiers in the past."

Lin Xun: "You know all about this?"

"A few years ago, the imperial court made a statistics on the wounded soldiers, and issued another pension. Qimufang has retained a copy of the data."

Lin Xun: "Could it be that in this city, you know what the three generations of ancestors did and who the family members are?"

"I'm not interested in remembering trivial things."

Lin Xun breathed a sigh of relief for the privacy of the people in the city.

"The people in the workshop will only ask for information when needed."

"..."

The next day Lin Xun got up early again. When he went out, he went around to the inn and changed his clothes with ease. When he came out again, the handsome and frail scholar disappeared, replaced by an exaggerated mask and bright clothes, wrapped all over his body. The hair is very tight, and passers-by look like a strange-looking matchmaker.

As soon as he walked out, he saw paper copper coins on the street, so he walked over to the peddler and asked, "Where did you get the paper copper coins?"

Vendor: "Don't mention it, I've been unlucky recently, and I caught up with a family attending a funeral again."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Xun's colorful clothes with a little disgust: "I said, do you buy anything?"

Lin Xun shook his head, and quickly left to keep up with the funeral procession. When he reached the outskirts of Kuaicheng, he would stand in a hidden place and wait for the funeral procession to turn back for fear of attracting attention.It wasn't until late in the afternoon that people were seen again, all of them were dressed in sackcloth and sobbed with their heads bowed. Lin Xun walked to the side of the team, bowed his head and began to howl.

Soon, someone noticed him, and an older man waved at him, "Go, go, why are you crying like a matchmaker?"

Lin Xun intentionally spoke to him in a hoarse voice: "I feel bad for your family, the person who happened to be unmarried."

Just as the older man was about to scold, he saw Lin Xun coming over, "To be honest, I specialize in making yin relatives for people. I was buried at a young age before getting married. There must be resentment in my heart. The resentment cannot Dispersed, the house is not safe."

The older man stared at his mask for a long time, walked up to the old lady at the front, lowered his head and muttered a few words, and after a while, he returned to Tong Lin Xundao: "I'm married to my young master." The person you love must be suitable."

Lin Xun nodded: "This is natural."

Following the team along the way, gradually walking from the spacious avenue to the sparsely populated place, Lin Xun saw the layout of the surrounding...it turned out to be the north of the city again.The door was slowly pushed open, and two young servants wearing white belts stood on both sides, bowing their bodies and waiting for someone to enter.

Ordinary people's outer doors are painted with vermilion, but the color of this door is darker, close to azalea red. Lin Xun sniffed it, and could smell a faint smell of blood.

He was led to the side hall. Not long after, an old lady walked in. Judging from her clothes and the attitude of the people around her, she had a high status in the mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, the old lady was helped to sit down on the main seat. The old man was old, and his eyes were full of majesty, "You mean you want to marry my family's Huang'er?"

Lin Xun nodded, grasping the matchmaker's tone very well: "A few days ago, the Liu family's and Zhang Butcher's were all married by me."

He paused, half covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was about to say something very secret: "To tell you the truth, before I went, some strange things happened to those families, and people were panicked, but since they got married Dear, this strange thing will disappear immediately."

Lin Xun clapped his hands, "This means that the resentment in my heart has been pacified."

When he was speaking, the old lady's gaze was erratic for a moment, but she quickly returned to the original majesty, "The Qian family will not treat you badly, but I must see the effect."

"Naturally," Lin Xun said, "you have to trouble the old lady to give me your son's birth date."

"Yes," the old lady's eyes darkened, "but you have to live in the house for a few days."

The few families he went to before did not make similar requests. Lin Xun tried a little: "I have to find another family who is willing to marry according to the birth date."

"You don't have to worry about this. When the time comes, I will hand over the candidates to Laosang, and I will send someone to tell you."

Lin Xun thought for a while, and then gave out a strange smile: "Receive people's money, and everything is under your arrangement."

Seeing his greedy appearance, the old lady dispelled some of her doubts, and said to the girl who was serving beside her, "You go and ask Steward Zhang to tidy up a room."

The girl obediently responded, and when she walked past Lin Xun, she hesitated to speak, her lips moved slightly——

Be careful.

Lin Xun pretended to admire the blue and white porcelain vase in the corner, but did not respond.

His house is in a very remote corner, and at night meals are delivered directly to the room. Lin Xun didn't eat any meals, so he walked out the door after a while, and two servants immediately came up to block his way: "Excuse me, the house at night Don't let people move around."

"I want to visit the mourning hall." Lin Xundao: "Since the marriage is a yin relationship, we must communicate with the person involved."

"You haven't died yet, how can you hand over..." Before one of the servants finished speaking, he was kicked violently by the other. He reacted on the spot, looked around in fear, and hurriedly went to see Lin Xun. The caller didn't seem to understand what he was saying, and asked in confusion: "What happened to the mourning hall you just said?"

The servant let out a sigh of relief, and simply said: "You can only stay for a while, not for a long time."

Lin Xun nodded: "Of course."

On the way, he inquired a few words casually, but the servant was very cautious, faltering, but he still couldn't bear his detours, and finally revealed some intermittently.After bringing Lin Xun to the mourning hall, they just guarded outside the door, as if unwilling to go in, for fear of getting some bad luck.

Lin Xun bowed first, but his eyes turned around. No one even put up the incense sticks. Looking at the tributes, they were all placed randomly without any particularity.

He was about to study further, when he suddenly heard a voice from far and near behind him: "Master, please come inside."

Lin Xun turned around and was stunned on the spot.

The person walking towards him was wearing a Taoist robe, coupled with his icy aura, he felt like a fairy at first glance.

Steward Zhang, who welcomed him in, saw Lin Xun and frowned: "Why is he here?"

The servant hurriedly said: "It is said that I want to communicate with the young master personally."

Although Steward Zhang looked displeased, he didn't say much, and led the man in Taoist robes in, "Master Zhang, this is the mourning hall."

"Master Zhang?" The servant looked at the Taoist robed man suspiciously.

"Don't be rude," Steward Zhang scolded, "This is Zhang Tianshi's descendant, please be more respectful to me."

The two servants quickly bowed their heads in response.

The Taoist robed man took out his mahogany sword, drew a half-arc in the air, and sprinkled a little yellow powder. The powder ignited spontaneously in the wind and ignited into a ring of fire in the air. Steward Zhang and the servant watched in amazement, but Lin Xun It's the corner of the mouth twitching... Isn't this a trick that all charlatans can do?

"There are evil spirits here. I need to cast a spell. If you are here, you may be possessed by evil spirits." The man in the Taoist robe said in a dignified manner: "Don't stay too far away, just wait at the door."

Butler Zhang retreated with his servants, Lin Xun crossed his arms and said with great interest: "The descendant of Zhang Tianshi?"

Feng Yu approached him, "It's just an identity."

Lin Xun looked at his strange Taoist robe, "Young master of Fengtang, they didn't recognize him?"

"It's not surprising," Feng Yu said lightly, "I spend most of my weekdays in Qimufang, and I don't often go out when I return home."

Lin Xun looked at him quietly for a while, "You make me feel very embarrassed when you dress like this."

The blue and white Taoist robe called him a gentleman like jade, but his colorful clothes can only be said to have folk characteristics.

Feng Yu glanced at his clothes, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Lin Xun shook his head, turned around and muttered in his mouth, as if he was really communicating with the tablet, Feng Yu said behind him: "Tell me about the situation of this family."

"The surname of the family is Cao, and he made his fortune by buying and selling antiques." While talking, he continued to communicate with the spirit tablet in a decent manner, and then talked with Feng Yu about the birth date of the worshiper here, and the trivial things that he learned from the family. Gossip: "There is one more thing. The family member said that he slipped his mouth. This son should not be dead yet."

Lin Xun, "I'm surprised. How did you get the housekeeper to lead you in? Could it be that you relied on those unrefined rivers and lakes?"

"If you have a ghost in your heart, it will naturally give others an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Lin Xun glanced at him: "I think it is to create some strange incidents around the butler first, and then you show up at the right time to solve the 'problem' and win trust."

However, Feng Yu sneaked in here pretending to be a Taoist priest, which was beyond his expectation.

Feng Yu didn't deny it, and said, "Someone is here."

Lin Xun hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to communicate with the spirit card, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Feng Yuchu was still in place, and immediately said: "At least pretend."

Feng Yu still stood in the same place coldly, it seemed that he didn't know how Taoist priests exorcised ghosts on weekdays.

Lin Xun sighed, "Hold up the sword so that the blade is parallel to the center of the eyebrows."

Feng Yu slowly raised his sword.

Lin Xun: "Read to me: I am the Celestial Eye, chasing the sky. My eyes are like thunder and lightning, shining to the eight poles..."

After a long while, he didn't hear a sound, and looked at Feng Yu again, there was still a smile in his eyes that didn't go away.

Lin Xun: "...it's fun to watch me perform?"

Feng Yu really nodded, Lin Xun read the words solemnly, it was very interesting to watch.

The footsteps were getting closer, followed by the voice of Butler Zhang being reprimanded——

"Without my permission, who told you to bring outsiders into your house at will?"

"Madam, listen to my explanation..."

Just as the old lady stepped into the mourning hall, Feng Yu flicked his fingertips casually, and the candle went out. His mahogany sword was frozen into frost by internal force, and the cold forced the old lady to take a step back.

Withdrawing his sword, he said: "The ghosts in the mansion have been exorcised, but there is no way to eradicate the evil spirit in this mourning hall." Feng Yu's eyes fell on the old lady, and his tone was a bit stern, "It's not that, when I cast spells No outsiders should come near."

Feng Yu himself felt very cold. The old lady was shocked by his aura at first, but she came back to her senses after a while, and said with a straight face: "Kick him out."

Housekeeper Zhang glanced at Feng Yu, then at the old lady, and when he was in trouble, he chose a compromise method and asked, "Master Zhang, what do you mean by the evil spirit in the mourning hall?"

"Set up a memorial tablet if there is a trace left, disrespecting the living, making the young master born in the seventh month and a half, the horoscope is light, and it is very easy to become evil."

As soon as this remark came out, Steward Zhang and the old lady changed their expressions immediately, and the old lady said to Steward Zhang, "Tell them to go down first."

Butler Zhang waved his hand, and the two servants hurried away.

Feng Yu said to the old lady: "The moment you enter the room, most of the evil spirit has already attached to your body."

Thinking of the cold air that entered her body when she came in just now, the old lady couldn't help trembling her fingers.

Feng Yu made a calculation, and actually told some things about the house, and frankly said that it was caused by evil spirits.

The old lady and Steward Zhang became more and more panicked as they listened. Lin Xun stood aside and opened his eyes to see him talking nonsense. What he said was clearly the news he had just received from himself, so he added more details.

Recalling the Star Luomeng, Feng Yu fabricated himself a Buddha's identity out of thin air under the eyes of everyone, Lin Xun was thoughtful, and it seemed that his understanding of him in the past seemed to be a little off.

"Is there a way to crack it?" The old lady asked with an attitude of preferring to believe what is there or not to believe what is not.

Feng Yu: "Get married."

The old lady: "We have hired someone to be a medium."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lin Xun who was standing in the corner.

"This relationship cannot be married to a dead person." Feng Yu said coldly: "You still have a breath, a dark marriage will only be counterproductive."

While speaking, he looked at Lin Xun, who understood, stepped forward and said, "What does this master mean by looking for someone to celebrate?"

Feng Yu nodded.

Lin Xun sang together with him: "Apart from considering the horoscope, do you have any other requirements for the object of the wedding?"

The old lady said the same way: "If it's an unmarried girl, it's not hard to find."

"The person on this spirit card has already stepped half a step into the gate of hell, and has a heavy yin energy. If he finds a woman again, not only will he not be able to suppress it, but it will also encourage the growth of evil energy."

Zhang Guanjia said: "If you're not looking for a woman, what else can you look for?"

He was still a little confused, so the old lady had already reacted, and the creases on her face were almost wrinkled: "Could it be possible to find a man?"

"Not only do you want a man, but you also have to be unmarried. Those who have a strong character."

The old lady fell silent for a moment, "It's not polite."

Lin Xun laughed inwardly when he heard this, he had an early funeral before he died, and he kept talking about etiquette.Even though he thought so, he could already see that the old lady was a little shaken, and said immediately: "It's not like I haven't made such a kiss before."

The old lady's pupils shrank, and her thin fingers grabbed his wrist, "Are you serious?"

Lin Xun coughed and lowered his voice: "To ward off evil spirits, some people even asked their daughter to worship with a rooster. A few days ago, Zhang Butcher's house also had a wedding with a man. I found him."

Hearing the words 'Zhang Butcher', the old lady seemed to be cruel, "Can you really find someone?"

Lin Xun intentionally made a fool of himself, "I've been in this business for so many years, of course I have my own connections, but after all, it's something outrageous, the price..."

"Double." The old lady said.

Lin Xun nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, I'll go out to find someone tonight, and I promise to bring him within two days."

The old lady asked Steward Zhang to take some silver and handed it to him: "This is the deposit."

Even with a mask to cover it up, the greed in his eyes couldn't be concealed. The old lady was completely at ease seeing him like this, so that people who are open to money like this will do their best for the final payment.

"Also, what you saw and heard in the mansion..."

Lin Xun interrupted her directly, and collected the money: "You're joking, I'm here to talk about shady mediation, as for the rest, I don't know anything about it."

The old lady nodded in satisfaction and asked someone to send him away. Before leaving, Lin Xun saw her asking Feng Yu about her evil spirit.

Another month will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon outside is more than half full. Lin Xun walked past a house, and heard a girl's charming smile coming from inside, and a voice faintly coming from the door——

"Don't be in a hurry to paint your nails, the moonlight is good now, come and say goodbye."

Accompanied by the moonlight, you can see the bright lights in front of you from a long distance, several red lanterns are hung high, and there are many Kongming lanterns in the mid-air. It was late and gloomy, but there was a constant flow of people everywhere.There are also many girls who cover their faces with white gauze or bamboo hats and walk together with smiles.

Just when he was confused by the commotion, a deep voice came from behind, "Today is Qixi Festival."

Lin Xun suddenly realized, turned around, and saw Feng Yu, even in the market, his demeanor was still quite out of the ordinary, "Then the old lady didn't keep you?"

Feng Yu nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Lin Xun didn't ask any further questions. He stopped and looked at the place where the lanterns were hung very high in front of him. On the plaque, the words 'Joint Building' were written very domineeringly.

"It's expensive?"

Feng Yu asked back: "Didn't you just make some ill-gotten gains?"

Lin Xun looked at the Polymer Building and fell into long thoughts.

"Several of the cooks in the Polymer Building are imperial cooks who retired from the palace."

Lin Xun's eyes lit up.

"Today is Qixi Festival, there should be a lot of them."

Lin Xun walked a few steps in that direction, and when he was about to arrive, he saw not only dignitaries but also ordinary people walking in.

"From the source of customers, their prices should be quite close to the people."

Feng Yu: "The most expensive dishes in Juju Building are worth a year's food for ordinary people. Only on special days will there be a few cheap dishes."

"The boss is quite good at doing business," Lin Xun said, "Is there any special event?"

Feng Yu nodded: "On Qixi Festival, couples or men and women who are in love with each other will have a special place to eat, and the price will be discounted."

Lin Xun and he walked into the Juhe Building. The environment inside is quite good, the decoration layout is very particular, and you can see many guests chatting and laughing. On the second floor, they are sitting together in pairs, and on the third floor, there are boxes.Lin Xun was about to go up the stairs on the left when he was stopped by Xiao Er, "Excuse me, guest officer, only couples or couples are allowed to enter here."

Lin Xun pointed to Feng Yu, "Me and him too."

Seeing the two of them, a matchmaker and a Taoist priest, Xiaoer smiled a little stiffly: "Don't make fun of me."

Lin Xun: "Do you discriminate against matchmakers or free love?"

Leaving aside their occupations, the two of them don't seem to be from the same world in terms of their clothes, words and deeds. The Taoist looks like a lonesome wild crane, while this matchmaker...

Xiao Er's eyes wandered a little, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a market, the kind who was unreasonable and unforgiving.

A lot of eyes were focused here, Feng Yu signaled Lin Xun, "Go over there."

Lin Xun shook his head and said solemnly, "You can get a discount if you eat here."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and he heard the urge to beat his feet and chest. It's not like he didn't pretend to be a loving couple to come over for dinner in previous years, but everyone turned a blind eye, not wanting to spoil the festive atmosphere. Just let it go, and look at this Taoist matchmaker, unless he destroys his eyes, or even if he has no conscience, he can't find a reason to let the two go.

"Why are you stuck at the intersection?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the waiter hurriedly turned around and said, "Boss, look..."

The man he called the boss looked to be in his early thirties, well-dressed, and his hair tied neatly with a hairpin.

The man looked past the waiter, and when he saw Feng Yu, he was obviously taken aback.

The waiter in the shop explained in a low voice: "These two people insist on going to a specific dining area, and they can't stop them."

The man coughed a few times, "Go ahead and leave it to me."

The waiter didn't want to stay any longer, so he hurried downstairs to entertain other guests.

After he left, the man circled around Feng Yu and sighed, "I said Young Master Feng, why did you change your career to become a Taoist priest? As for this..."

A big painted face wearing a mask suddenly approached him, and the man almost rolled down the stairs in fright. After stabilizing his body, he regained his steady look, "There are a lot of people here, you two follow me to the third floor."

The third floor is basically another world. As soon as they stepped on the last step, they heard a nice little song. Compared with the bottom floor, I don’t know how much cleaner it is. The man took them to the innermost box, which is about three or four times the size of an ordinary box. Next to it, there is a distribution map of the river made of bamboo poles. The rare wine flows in the cross section of the bamboo poles.

The man pressed down on one end of the bamboo pole, turned the valve, and the wine automatically collected in the cup. He poured three cups in total, and when the last cup was placed in front of Lin Xun, he said, "My surname is Jin."

Lin Xun smelled the aroma of the wine, "Thank you, Young Master Jin."

Jin Ang stared at his outfit and pondered for a while, and finally said: "Young Master Feng is becoming more and more casual in making friends."

Lin Xun took a sip of wine and asked Feng Yu, "Is he praising you, or me?"

Feng Yu glanced at him lightly: "What do you think?"

Lin Xun laughed twice.

Jin Ang no longer joked with him: "What can you do for me?"

Feng Yu: "Inquire about something."

Lin Xun put down his wine glass: "Shouldn't you go to the brothel to inquire about the news?"

That is the place where news from all walks of life circulated the most since ancient times.

Under Feng Yu's 'death stare', he wisely stopped talking, but Jin Ang said with a smile: "The brothel is indeed a good place to inquire about news, the difficulty is to distinguish the true from the false, it's different here."

Lin Xun played with the wine glass, and guessed that this Juju Building was probably not just a restaurant business. When Feng Yu took out an ingot of gold, his idea was realized.

Jin Ang didn't immediately reach out to pick it up, but pretended to be wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "Your hand is so generous, I'm afraid your question will cause me trouble."

Instead of playing charades with him, Feng Yu threw out a note and only said two words: "Inside."

The moment Jin Ang opened the note, his eyes changed. He quickly kneaded the paper into a small ball, and directly shook it into slag with internal force, "If it was someone else, I would not do this business no matter what, but I just came here. You are the one who asked me."

Feng Yu tapped the table slowly with his fingertips, obviously not having much patience to listen to his long prelude.

Jin Ang sighed, and said: "I don't need to tell you about the family background of the people mentioned above. There should be records in Qimufang. Most of them have been killed in battle since their fathers joined the army."

Feng Yu: "What else is there?"

Jin Ang said: "Among these people, only the last Young Master Cao is alive now. He was imprisoned in the other courtyard of the Cao Mansion, and his life will not be long. His biological mother was a concubine and died of illness a few years ago. The other people on the paper are more or less in a similar situation, in a word, even if they die, they will not attract too much attention."

The latter didn't say it directly, but slowly wrote the words 'thousand corpses pit' on the table while dipping in his drink.

"I heard that the remnants of the rebel army used a hundred corpses to resurrect one person a few days ago, but the effect is far worse than that of a thousand corpses. I think they want to collect new corpses to continue the experiment, so they pretend to have a funeral first, and then transport the corpse secretly As for why these people were chosen, one is that they are young, and the other is that they are all descendants of soldiers, which can be regarded as indirect revenge."

Lin Xun's eyes turned cold, "These people agree?"

Jin Ang put the gold in his hand to admire, "If someone exchanged a box of gold for the life of a person you hate, would you be willing?"

"...Take this Mr. Cao as an example. The old lady's own son is over 40 years old and has not accomplished anything. Her husband was expelled from the house when he was alive. Once this Mr. Cao dies, her useless son will die. Can be called back and inherit the family business justifiably."

Lin Xun shook his head.

Jin Ang smiled and said, "Don't understand?"

"I have no brothers or sisters," he asked Feng Yu, "You should understand."

Feng Yu said coldly: "We are siblings from the same mother."

Jin Ang was about to say something when someone knocked on the door and whispered something in his ear, Jin Ang fixed his eyes and said to Feng Yu: "Jiu You is here, do you want to invite him in?"

Feng Yu nodded.

Lin Xun said in a low voice, "I'll go change my clothes first."

"It's too late," Jin Ang opened the side window, Feng Jiuyou had already walked up from the second floor.

Soon, the door was pushed open, accompanied by a slightly complaining voice: "Brother, why didn't you tell me when you came?"

Still thinking about saying a few more words, seeing the eye-catching matchmaker's attire, his eyes were fixed on Lin Xun, and he rolled up his sleeves and rushed up: "You bastard, I finally found you!"

At any rate, it was on his own territory, Jin Ang grabbed him first, and repeated: "Harmony makes money, and harmony makes money."

Hearing the word 'making money', Feng Jiuyou felt furious, "Do you know, he gave me, gave me to..."

Jin Ang's hands trembled, and his eyes circled suspiciously at Feng Jiuyou's buttocks.

Feng Jiuyou, "Jin Ang, let go, if you don't take revenge, you're not a gentleman."

"Have you had enough trouble?" Feng Yu said.

Feng Jiuyou sat down like a deflated ball, "Didn't you come here specifically to vent my anger, brother?"

Lin Xun took off the mask slowly, "Obviously not."

Seeing the true face under the mask, Feng Jiuyou tasted the feeling of anger for the first time in his life.

He looked at Feng Yu with painful eyes, meaning that it's better not to be clear.

Jin Ang also took a glass of wine for him, "Calm down your anger, just now your brother was still emphasizing your brotherhood."

Feng Jiuyou's anger dissipated a lot, "Really?"

Jin Ang nodded, "It is said that it is a compatriot from the same mother, and it does not involve the issue of family inheritance."

Feng Jiuyou gave an 'en', "Naturally." After he calmed down, he asked, "Brother, what's the matter with your clothes?"

Feng Yu didn't answer, and just told him the news he just got.

At first Feng Jiuyou listened casually, but later, his expression became more and more serious, and there was even real anger in his eyes, "What a human being is inherently evil, if those veterans who have shed blood on the battlefield know that their descendants will fall At this level, I am afraid that I will die in peace."

Feng Yu: "I need you to go to a family to collect information."

Feng Jiuyou, "It's not difficult, I will immediately find a way to fabricate an identity to get closer."

"No need," Feng Yu said: "Tomorrow you go directly to the Cao family in the north of the city, and your identity has been prepared for you."

Feng Jiuyou: "Small servant or guard?"

Lin Xun said quietly, "I'm happy to marry you."

"..." Feng Jiuyou's lips moved several times, and it took a long time before he could speak: "Brother, he was joking, right?"

Feng Yu: "This identity will not cause too much suspicion."

Feng Jiuyou grabbed his sleeve, "We are siblings from the same mother, and you are my brother."

Feng Yu nodded, "So I trust you."

Jin Ang looked at the sky silently, pretending he didn't hear anything.

For the next time, Feng Jiuyou was silent, Feng Yu was silent, Lin Xun was also silent, Jin Ang rubbed his hands, "Why don't you order first and I'll treat you?"

At any rate, he also collected a heavy ingot of gold, so it's not a loss to have a meal.

Feng Yu nodded, as if to speak.

"I'll get someone to get the menu." Jin Ang stood up.

Lin Xun: "Don't bother, just serve all the dishes one by one."

Jin Ang said with a stiff smile, "You really know how to joke."

With Lin Xun's perseverance, although he didn't serve all of them, none of the most famous dishes were missing. Feng Jiuyou was still immersed in the huge blow and didn't recover. Lin Xun felt pitiful looking at him Yes, "Actually, you don't necessarily have to go tomorrow."

The light of hope rekindled in Feng Jiuyou's eyes: "Really?"

Lin Xun nodded: "The agreement is that people will arrive within two days, and you can go the day after tomorrow."

Feng Jiuyou moved his hands twice, exuding black energy all over his body, turned his face to Jin Ang and said, "Don't stop me."

Jin Ang firmly pressed his hand on the scabbard: "You are a fast arrester. If you know the law and break the law, the crime will be aggravated."

Probably because the word 'catch fast' awakened his consciousness, Feng Jiuyou slipped his hand from the scabbard, picked up the chopsticks very mechanically, and picked up the white rice.

When he left the Juju Building, Feng Jiuyou still remained in a daze. From now on, besides 'the best catcher in the world', he felt that he could have another title..." In just a few days, the man who was sold twice . '

Lin Xun felt that he was quite sympathetic, he really gave up for a day, and planned to take Feng Jiuyou to visit Cao's mansion the day after tomorrow.

On Qixi Festival, every family was more or less lively, and the closure of the mansion was still as usual, except for Fang Yun, who was sitting under a tree and talking about his old friends, holding a jug, the others were doing their work step by step.

He and Feng Yu entered the room one after the other. Feng Yu stopped in one place just after lighting the lamp, frowning and looking at the thin hairs on the ground, "Why are your hairs everywhere?"

Lin Xun was startled, "How can you be sure it's mine?"

Feng Yu pointed to the crumpled sheets on the bed: "Also, a few days ago, I wanted to say, don't throw clothes into the quilt indiscriminately."

Lin Xun, "Why didn't you say it then?"

Feng Yu: "You haven't come back yet."

Lin Xun: "To be honest, you are nagging like Mrs. Sun in the kitchen teaching her children."

This time it was Feng Yu's turn to be startled, "What did you say?"

Lin Xun: "Say you worry about being a mother."

"..."

Both of them were frightened by this terrible metaphor, and fell asleep immediately after washing in a hurry.

The day of taking Feng Jiuyou to Cao's Mansion was postponed by one day. The next day, Lin Xun enjoyed the rare peace for many days. When he woke up, it was already afternoon. When he was basking in the sun and pacing lazily in the garden, he saw Fang Yun Leaning on the empty wine jar, he said sadly, "Ask me what love is in this world, and call me..."

Lin Xun stood in front of him and saw that he was very decadent, "Where's the little girl from the Wuxiang Sword Sect?"

"I received a letter from Fei Ge yesterday, telling me that she has accepted the pursuit of her second senior brother."

Lin Xun: "It's really not kind to tell you on Qixi."

"The homing pigeon was released two days ago," Fang Yun sighed, "It's just that it happened to be Qixi Festival when it flew here."

Lin Xun sat down beside him and became a brief listener for a while.

"Yesterday on Chinese Valentine's Day, I had to sleep in a room alone," Fang Yun said, "Do you understand this feeling?"

Lin Xun: "It's better than arguing with others about who lost the hair on the ground on the night of Qixi Festival."

Fang Yun: "Only the young master has this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Indeed." Lin Xun said.

After speaking, both of them were stunned.

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