Riding the Pheonix Chapter 42: Trouble


Xinyuan is a separate courtyard of the Prince's Mansion. The first key point in site selection is quietness and good terrain.

Feng shui itself is naturally good, but quietness will inevitably lead to remoteness, and remoteness is prone to causing yin...

"Guard Lei, why don't you call your men to the scene?" Mr. Yang's voice brought back Mingwei's scattered thoughts. But I heard him say: "Is the lottery too small?"

Ming was slightly stunned.

A singer who sells herself should not be so disdainful of property.

She didn't want to attract the attention of these people, but she wanted to get past them, preferably invisible to everyone.

Just when I thought about it, I heard a young man say: "Hey, this half of the face is really beautiful. Take off the mask and have a look?"

Before Mingwei had time to think of a way to refuse, Lei Hong said: "She dresses up like this, naturally because it looks good. If she takes it off, it will be boring."

Mr. Yang laughed when he heard this: "Guard Lei understands it very well! I think if you come here a few more times in the future, you will know how fun it is."

Lei Hong was extremely embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question.

Mingwei knew that he had to go out, so he took a few steps forward and saluted Lei Hong: "Sir, may I?"

Lei Hong sighed slightly and said in a low voice: "If you want to, then go ahead." After a pause, he added, "It doesn't matter if you lose, I'll punish you with the wine."

Ming Wei is surprised, this Lei Guard is really a good person!

Master Yang over there heard this and said with a smile: "Guard Lei is really sympathetic to her. I really like her. Why don't I give her to you?"

"No..." Lei Hong refused.

"You don't like it anymore?" Mr. Yang glanced at Mingwei and tapped his chin with his fingers, as if thinking deeply, "Although it lacks charm, this half of the face is indeed beautiful. Since Lei Guard doesn't want it, then I will stay here."

"Master!" Lei Hong was anxious.

He didn’t know why the Ming family sent their young lady here, but if Mr. Yang really kept him, his future would be ruined!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang's face darkened, and he actually refused to give him face this time: "What does Lei Guard mean? You don't want to give it to you, but you don't want me to keep it? Do you even want me to keep a female actress, Mr. Jiang?" Do you want to take care of it too?"

Lei Hong calmed down, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master, please forgive me. I just feel that Young Master should not cause too many troubles when he is away from home."

"Humph! It's just a female actress, what trouble can happen?" Mr. Yang raised his chin, showing his arrogance, "I still insist on staying, how will you treat me?"

"Master..." Lei Hong was in a dilemma.

He didn't know the Ming family's plan, and he was worried that Ming Wei would lose his reputation, and he was also afraid that he would meddle in other people's affairs.

At this time, Mingwei smiled brightly, saluted Lei Hong again, and said: "Thank you for protecting me, sir. However, it is my duty to serve you when I am here. No matter whether you want to stay or not, I just obey your orders."

Lei Hong thought he had guessed correctly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Since it was done deliberately by the Ming family, it was not easy for him to take care of it.

After hearing this, Mr. Yang gave a high-five: "I like to hear this. Since you are so sensible, I will also pity and pity you. No matter you lose or win with your fighting skills, I will reward you in addition."

Mingwei lowered his head, pretending to be shy: "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy."

When she turned around, she had the wrong tooth.

I just wanted to get away with it, but Young Master Yang caused trouble.

Okay, since you won't let her go, do you think she won't make trouble?

Mingwei stepped aside to pick an instrument.

Because she had tried her hand on the piano before, the waiter had to bring it up.

Mingwei stretched out his hand and picked out a flute.

Touching the familiar blow hole, she felt a little emotional.

When she was practicing martial arts in her early years, her master asked her to choose a weapon, and she chose the flute.

The master personally struck a wooden flute with lightning and gave it to her.

The flute never left her body.

Until she stepped into Mang Mountain.

Mingwei wiped the flute carefully, tried the sound, and said to the waiter: "That's it."

She returned to the field and met the dancing girls who were fighting. Each said something to ask for advice, and then one played and the other danced.

The instinct left behind by the memory is so powerful. As soon as the blow hole is brought to the lips, music will naturally flow out.

In the familiar music, Mingwei seemed to have returned to the past.

The flute in her hand has passed through countless souls and suppressed countless evil spirits.

Wherever the sound of the flute passes, demons and ghosts obey orders, and evil spirits surrender.

……

Sujie paced back and forth, his heart in a state of confusion, and from time to time he stretched his neck to look inside.

The maid who was with her was so dizzy that she couldn't help but say: "Sister, please sit down and wait!"

Sujie realized that he had disturbed others and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

Tired of waiting, the maid spoke to her: "Why is sister so anxious? Mr. Yang is very generous. This is a good job!"

Sujie smiled stiffly and found an excuse: "My young lady came out for the first time..."

"So that's it." The maid kindly imparted her experience, "Sister, don't worry, it's not that fast. Mr. Yang loves to play, and he won't leave until the fourth watch! He doesn't torment people, he just plays games or something. Yes, it’s amazing that you were taken advantage of. It’s inevitable in our line of work..."

Sujie thought to herself that what she was worried about was that the young lady would be taken advantage of!

The sound of silk and bamboo came from far away, but I couldn’t hear it clearly, and I don’t know what the lady is doing now...

“The sound of the flute is really nice.” The maid said, “I don’t know why, but I feel peaceful when I listen to it.”

When Su Jie heard what she said, she paid attention and unexpectedly fell into confusion. ~IndoMTL.com~ The sound of the flute was quiet and quiet, as if it was taking her into another world, where there were pines and waves and the sound of the tide...

Sujie was lost in thought for a while, but her worry over Mingwei still took over, and she wanted to stretch her neck to look inside, but didn't want to raise her head...

"Ah!"

The maid was startled: "What's wrong?"

Sujie stared at her shoulder, wondering, is it an illusion? I seemed to have seen someone lying on her shoulder just now...

Before I could figure it out, there was another "ah" sound in my ears. I turned around and saw another maid.

She looked frightened and pointed at the curtain, her voice trembling: "There is, there is a shadow!"

The maids and maids looked as she pointed. Some looked confused and saw nothing, while others screamed and hugged the person next to them.

"I, I saw it too! What is it?"

The other maid turned pale with fright, "No feet! Ghost, ghost!"

Screams came and went, attracting the steward of Xinyuan.

The steward with a cold face came in and shouted loudly: "What is your name? You don't even look at where this place is, you are yelling..."

Before the second half of the sentence was uttered, several girls screamed at the same time.

The steward was frightened by them and became even more angry: "If you keep doing this, get out!"

"No!" A bold maid cried and pointed behind him tremblingly, "There is, there is something behind you..."

"Ahhh!" No matter how hard he scolded, it had no effect. The maids huddled together and hid far away.

The steward's back went cold when they shouted at her, and her heart pounded, and she couldn't help but turn around slowly.

"Ah!" This time he shouted it out himself.

A pale shadow was right behind him. Seeing him turn around, he tilted his Qinghui head.


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