MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 174 Black Sea Town Coffin (13)

The girl held back for a while, then smiled shyly: "This, this is a bit difficult..."

Yan Wei was still smiling.

He was only a little helpless for a moment, then he smiled and put it in Yan Mingguang's ear, whispered in the noisy singing: "Mr. Yan - ah no, Miss Yan, you are jealous ?"

He put his hand on Yan Mingguang's shoulder, leaning as far as possible, his lips almost touching Yan Mingguang's earlobe. Even the girl who came up to meet them was stunned for a while, and her face turned red unconsciously.

During the speech, Yan Wei's breath was in Yan Mingguang's ears, warm.

Yan Mingguang's eyes darkened, he raised his hand to hold Yan Wei's arm and gently took him away. The man said, "No."

Yan Wei nodded and chuckled: "Sure enough, I'm jealous."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

It feels wrong again - what are people in that kind of relationship doing to visit Hualou together?

They hesitated and did not dare to move forward, Yan Mingguang just glanced at the brightly dressed girls, and his eyes fell back to Yan Wei.

It's not just a place like this. Even in other dungeons, in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, or in the rampage of hundreds of ghosts, Yan Mingguang is a completely different one. He looks aloof and cold, but he is not as arrogant as Song Chengan, but unique and independent.

The reason why people like Song Chengan make people feel proud is because he looks down on many people who are not as good as him.

Yan Mingguang's arrogance is entirely because the people in front of him always feel dwarfed. He looked too indifferent, but instead made the people he looked at feel that he was too narrow.

No matter how many people died in front of him, Yan Mingguang's principles and bottom lines will always exist.

…It’s just that there are some duplicities, obviously doing things is one set of aboveboard, but what they say is another set.

So Yan Wei likes to tease Yan Mingguang in this regard. It's just that Yan Mingguang didn't know if he was the same as him when he went upstairs this time. If he did it again, his thoughts were different in some places. In the past, Yan Mingguang's strength would be more obvious, instead of being so restrained and restrained, he just ate a little vinegar on the side.

If it was the previous Yan Mingguang, he would have dragged his hand into the room at this moment.

He thought about it and said: "...Why are you getting bored."

"Yan Wei," Yan Mingguang's eyes moved slightly, "Do you want me to do something in front of them?"

Yan Wei raised his eyes slightly, facing Yan Mingguang's line of sight, all the words he wanted to make fun of Yan Mingguang were choked back for a while, but all the embarrassment he tried so hard to hide was revealed.

Yan Mingguang's mouth seemed to tick, "I'm nervous."

Yan Wei: "..." cannot be refuted.

He shook off Yan Mingguang's hand, turned around, took out the balsam pear that was turned over from the remains of the deceased, and said, "I'll find her."

The girls in Wanhualou, there are many such brands, most of the guests who have been there will have a few for easy identification. As soon as he took it out, the girls showed disappointment, and one of them said, "I'll call for the son."

When it came, Yan Mingguang also took out the money on his body and gave the girls enough money to redeem himself.

"They're just NCs alive in the copy," Yan Wei said, "You can save this too."

"To them, this copy is everything."

Yan Wei smiled: "For them, we may be just passing by."

After a while, a girl dressed in the costumes of the maids in the flower building walked towards them. This woman does not look young - at least not young in the context of this era. She is about thirty years old. Although the makeup on her face slightly hides her age, her appearance is really ordinary, which is too unusual in this flower building. Eye-catching.

When she walked in front of Yan Wei and the two of them, the woman said her name was Ayu, and she was a chores in Wanhualou. Feng Xian is now in the room, and she will lead them there.

This impatiens card really corresponds to a girl from Wanhualou.

Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang followed Ayu up two floors, the more people went up, the fewer people there were, and there was a faint scent of flowers in the whole aisle. But the fragrance of the flowers is very mixed, like the rouge gouache used by all the girls in the building.

Ayu walked ahead and led them to Fengxian's room.

Yan Wei observed for a while, but felt that the girls living upstairs seemed to be quieter, a bit like…

A bit like the nervous people of Guanyin Town.

The rest he couldn't see anything, so he regained his senses and pretended to ask Ayu in front of him casually, "Is Fengxian busy these two days?"

A Yu turned around and said, "The girl is not in a good mood these days. Except for the guests who came to her specially, she basically doesn't go out, so she is not busy."

"Not in a good mood?"

Ayu paused. They had just walked up to the third floor when A Yu stopped at the top of the steps with a worried expression: "Mr. Shen said a few days ago that he would pick up the girl, and since that day, the girl has not been very happy."

Yan Wei frowned.

Member Shen?

He thought of the carriage that came to visit at the gate of Guanyin Academy before, claiming to be from the Shen residence. This member Shen can pick up a girl from Hualou casually, and he is not an ordinary person. Could it be that he is the owner of the Shen residence?

Yan Wei glanced at Yan Mingguang.

Yan Mingguang already knew what he wanted to ask, and said in a low voice, "I have a very good family background, and I live in only a few prominent families, and the Shen residence is one of them. Shen Yuanwai is indeed the owner of Shen's house. But these houses cover a vast area, and the neighboring houses are far apart. I haven't visited the Shen's house. "

"There is something wrong with this Shen mansion." Yan Wei said.

It doesn't matter if it appears at the entrance of Guanyin Academy, now it has something to do with this Wanhua Building. And judging from Ayu's expression and Fengxian's unhappiness, Shen Yuanwai was obviously not a good friend.

He followed three steps and two steps, looking anxious, and then asked: "When did Mr. Shen say that? I... I also want to redeem Feng Xian, but I didn't come two days ago, why? Now Shen Yuanwai says he wants to pick her up?"

Ayu did not doubt that he was there, and replied: "Young master is a step late, the day after tomorrow, Mr. Shen will come to pick up a few girls from the building. If you really have plans..."

It’s been a day or two, and no one wants to go, but Shen Yuan’s family has a big business, who can’t really go? Miss Feng Xian doesn’t want to go, but she’s soft-spoken, what can I do?”

Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang looked at each other and understood the information hidden in these words.

This member of Shen often buys a woman from the past to go back to abuse, and sometimes the abuse leads to death, that is, the body is carried away and buried. And the Fengxian they are looking for now is one of the girls whom Shen Yuan took a fancy to.

As they said, they walked around a corridor.

There is no skylight in these winding places upstairs, even in broad daylight, it is dark and can only be illuminated by candles on both sides. There were candle lights on both sides of the aisle, but they shone brighter.

Yan Wei lowered her head when she saw A Yu, and deliberately avoided the shadow of the candlelight, lowered her head, and buried her face in the shadow.

Thinking of this woman's appearance and where they are now, Yan Wei's heart is clear. His tone was easy-going, and his voice was clear: "Sometimes, it's a disaster to look good."

Although this woman has an ordinary appearance, she is much inferior to those girls in this Wanhualou. .

A Yu listened to him, still lowered her head, just said: "Thank you. Miss Fengxian's room is in front-"

A sharp shout interrupted her words suddenly.

On the aisle, a woman with disheveled hair and a colorful dress suddenly ran over. Her face was full of horror, she walked in a hurry, and she was still shouting: "Help! Don't come here!"

She just ran forward desperately, not seeing anyone in front of her at all. Yan Wei turned around and saw that the woman was about to hit him.

Yan Mingguang pulled him, Yan Wei took advantage of the situation and stepped aside, and A Yu who was in front immediately pushed aside.

Behind the woman, there were also some brothel servants.

The woman struggled, her loose hair became more and more messy, and she muttered to herself, "She, she... don't, don't come here..."

The servants seemed to be accustomed to seeing them, their faces did not change, they pressed the woman and walked back, one of them came to Yan Wei and said, "Sorry for disturbing the two of you, She's used to being crazy, and we let her run out of the room today without noticing."

After apologizing, this man and a few others hurriedly dragged the crazy woman away.

Before Yan Wei asked, Ayu said: "She is also a girl in our Wanhualou, before... just like some other people in the town, she said that she was hit by evil spirits and lost her soul. disease."

"So it is."

Yan Wei remembered the girl he saw on the first day he loaded the dungeon. At that time, it was at the house of the deceased's neighbor. It was a widow's house. The grandparents and grandchildren had been dependent on each other for three generations. As a result, the old woman's daughter said that she had hit a ghost and went crazy. They also saw the crazy woman running away in a panic. The girl I see now is exactly the same.

It's all crazy.

The woman bumped into that thing, and she was probably crazy.

It's like she's lost her soul.

Ayu said to him: "Young master, don't be frightened, she's just crazy and won't hurt anyone."

Yan Wei shook his head: "No."

A Yu had already led them to a boudoir with lights on, and on the door was a balsam pear that was exactly the same as the one Yan Wei got.

"Girl," Ayu knocked on the door, "there are guests."

Yan Wei turned back and glanced at Yan Mingguang.

Feng Xian needs to ask about the situation, but the girl who has just lost her mind needs to see what is going on.

The man nodded to him and said softly to him, "Call me immediately if something goes wrong."

"Hmm."

Yan Mingguang turned around and followed quietly along the way the servants took the woman away.

Ayu knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered, turned to look at him, only to find that Yan Mingguang was gone, and said in surprise, "Where's the son?"

Yan Wei said: "He has something to do temporarily, so he will leave first."

Hualou is not a very clean place, there will always be a variety of guests. Yan Wei's reason was casual, but Ayu didn't ask much, and said to him, "Usually when I knock these few times, the girl will open the door. I don't know what happened today, maybe the girl is in a bad mood these days and has slept to death. .Young master, can you wait here for a while, and I will shout again?"

Yan Wei had let go of her senses after hearing what she said, and probed the surroundings and the room a little.

It was terribly quiet inside, but there was no dangerous aura.

Ayu was still knocking on the door, Yan Wei reminded: "Will something happen?"

A Yu was taken aback: "No way..."

She thought about it for a while, and felt that Feng Xian was really in a bad mood these days because of the things Shen Yuan took a fancy to, so she hurriedly went to the servant in the building.

Yan Wei stood by and waited, there was no movement in Feng Xian's room.

After a while, Ayu came over with a few men. Several men slammed **** the door a few times, and finally broke the latch.

Ayu exclaimed: "Girl!!"

Yan Wei followed Ayu's gaze and looked in, only to see Fengxian lying on the table, one hand drooping, the blood on the wrist was slowly flowing down, and it was almost solidified. There was a small blood-stained dagger on the table, and most of the ground and table were smeared with blood.

Several people rushed in immediately, pulled up Feng Xian's body, and saw that she had lost her breath.

Ayu's face turned pale.

Hualou, a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, doesn't have much reaction to this kind of thing. Those few people immediately went to the steward to deal with the matter. For a while, Yan Wei and Ayu stood on the side of the aisle. The steward of Hualou and a few servants came in and out, and there were still a few girls around quietly from time to time. Take a look, then run away in fear.

This kind of scene was too mild for Yan Wei. He calmly looked at Feng Xian's body, and then looked at the environment in the room, and roughly understood that the girl had indeed committed suicide . Combined with what A Yu said, Feng Xian was not in a good mood these few days, because she was attracted by Shen Yuan. Obviously, Feng Xian used suicide to avoid being bought by Shen Yuan.

How terrible is the reputation of this member of Shen Wai for abusing women, so that a girl in a flower building is afraid to commit suicide?

Mr. Bai, a gentle and gentle teacher like Mr. Bai, actually avoided seeing this member Shen, and Mr. Bai was the one who invited players from their camp to suppress the female ghost , Could it be that... this Shen residence is another place?

Seeing that the people in Hualou handled Fengxian's affairs neatly, Yan Wei glanced at Ayu, who was left by the steward waiting for questioning, and asked in a very sad voice: " Miss Ayu, why did Miss Fengxian suddenly... can’t think about it? If it was bought by Shen Wai, it may not necessarily die, but right now, there is no one left.”

A Yu was suddenly terrified by his question, and then she said nervously: "I heard that Mr. Shen is playing tricks with others... it's better to just die neatly."

Yan Wei has an easy-going temperament, and at such a panic-stricken moment, he still stood aside with a gentle expression, which eased a lot of gloomy atmosphere. Ah Yu didn't seem to be too wary, and then said to him: "Over the years, Mr. Shen came to our building to buy a lot of girls, and only two came back. After returning, everyone was useless. The girls were soft-spoken and came and went. Not many people cared about it, that is, the young master just came to look for it today... Hey, I just came across it. The girls don't want to be attracted by Shen Yuanwai, and Miss Fengxian also said two days ago that it would be better to die. , I didn't expect that she really..."

Yan Wei saw that she was more and more afraid.

He tentatively said: "Those girls, are you not willing to die..."

Ayu's face was pale, and he hesitated: "This, who will die willingly..."

Yan Wei said a few more words, but Ayu didn't say more - but he already had some understanding in his heart. In the copy of the world in the building, most of the ghosts and ghosts are rooted in the unavailability of people's hearts, or they are greedy, anger, ignorance and disgusting. The core of the copy is these dirty things, and the root of these dirty things or evil is resentment.

The grievance and unwillingness are basically the problem of the copy.

The girl who died quietly in the Shen residence in Wanhualou in recent years is enough to have such a big resentment and unwillingness.

He thought, Yan Mingguang also sent him a message: [Where are you? 】

Yan Wei: [I’m still in Fengxian’s room. Feng Xian committed suicide. I guess that the student's death has something to do with this flower building, but he should be just a guest of Feng Xian and has little to do with Feng Xian. The real clues should be those women who were tortured to death by Shen Yuanwai. . 】

[I found a clue about a woman in Wanhualou, and I will come back to you now. 】

[Good. 】

For a moment, the people in Hualou quietly cleaned up Fengxian's body, and the girls in the surrounding rooms who hadn't received guests came out to take a look, like Ayu, and returned to the room with a panicked expression. The few people who came to deal with the matter from Wanhualou didn't look very good. In their words, they didn't care about Feng Xian's life, but worried about how to represent Mr. Shen in two days.

The manager was also worried that it would affect the business downstairs, so he came to make amends with Yan Wei, hoping that Yan Wei could hide this matter. Yan Wei's original intention was just to look for clues, and naturally he didn't care if these businesses were not in business. He nodded in agreement, but he didn't know if he agreed too casually, and the person in charge was not at ease.

The other party thought that Yan Wei was a guest who came to visit the flower building, and wanted to give Yan Wei some sweetness to seal his mouth. In Yan Wei's perfunctory agreement, the steward greeted the servant next to him to do something What's up. Yan Wei was waiting for Yan Mingguang anyway, so he said a few words to the other party absentmindedly, and when the servant came back, he was holding a lot of wooden signs.

Yan Wei: "?"

"I'm really sorry to startle the guests. This is the first time we have encountered such a situation. I hope you don't spread it out." The steward smiled and carved these into various The wooden plaque with the flower pattern was handed to Yan Wei at once, "These rights should be an apology. As long as we have the girl's wooden plaque, we can enter the girl's room. These are the wooden plaques of all the girls in the building..."

The steward smiled meaningfully: "I promise to make the son satisfied next time."

Yan Wei: “…”

These wooden signs are actually considered as limited items in the dungeon by this **** dungeon and cannot be stored in the black ring.

Yan Wei: "..."

When Yan Mingguang came back, Yan Wei was standing on the side of the aisle, buried in the flickering candlelight, holding a large pile of wood carved with various flower patterns in his hand Card. There were some girls around who always peeked over, and their eyes fell on the wooden sign in Yan Wei's hand, looking forward to which one of them he would choose.

Yan Weiquan regarded those girls who were deliberately dangling in front of his eyes as air.

He watched the man approach step by step, his clear eyes flashed, preemptive, and whispered: "The girl I want is not here - I like quiet, a little taller than me , strong, can protect me."