The girl who came over was completely confused by Yan Mingguang's answer, but even if Yan Mingguang said such words, he still looked lonely and arrogant. The girl held back for a while, then smiled embarrassingly: "This, this is a bit difficult..."
Yan Wei still had a smile on his face.
He was just a little helpless in his heart for a moment, then smiled and stuck it to Yan Mingguang's ear, and whispered in the noisy singing: "Teacher Yan—ah no, Miss Yan, are you jealous?"
He put his hands on Yan Mingguang's shoulders, leaning as far as possible, and his lips almost touched Yan Mingguang's earlobes. Even the girl who came up to meet them was stunned, and blushed unconsciously.
While speaking, Yan Wei's breath fell into Yan Mingguang's ears, it was very warm.
Yan Mingguang's eyes dimmed, he raised his hand to hold Yan Wei's arm, and gently led him away. The man said, "No."
Yan Wei nodded, and chuckled lightly: "Sure enough, I'm jealous."
Yan Mingguang: "..."
A few girls who came forward to snatch Yan Wei as a guest gathered around and looked at each other. They could vaguely see that there seemed to be some friends between the two who didn't want to go shopping together normally, but they felt something was wrong—that kind of relationship. People, what are you doing here to visit the Flower House together
They hesitated to move forward, Yan Mingguang just glanced at the brightly dressed girls, and his eyes fell back on Yan Wei.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Wei, the clear outline was particularly three-dimensional under the bright light and shadow of the flower building, which was incompatible with the world of flowers and flowers around him.
In fact, it's not just in this kind of place. Even in other dungeons, in Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood, or in Hundred Ghosts, Yan Mingguang is completely different. He looks lonely and cold, but he is not as arrogant as Song Chengan, but unique as if he is independent from the world.
The reason why people like Song Chengan 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 by comparison. He looked at it too indifferently, and made the people he looked at feel that he was too narrow-minded.
No matter how many people have died in front of him, Yan Mingguang's principles and bottom line will always exist. He will never show ill will towards others, but treat others with kindness.
... It's just that there are some duplicity, it is clear that doing things is one way of being aboveboard, but what you say is another way.
So Yan Wei likes to tease Yan Mingguang in this aspect. It's just that this time when he went upstairs, Yan Mingguang didn't know if he was the same as him, and when he did it again, he thought differently in some places. At times like this in the past, Yan Mingguang's strength would be more obvious, instead of restrained and restrained like this, he just got a little jealous on the sidelines.
If it was the former Yan Mingguang, he would have already dragged him by the hand and walked into the room.
He thought about it and said, "... why are you getting more and more 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, and met Yan Mingguang's gaze. For a moment, those words that wanted to make fun of Yan Mingguang were choked back, but all the embarrassment he tried so hard to hide was revealed.
The corner of Yan Mingguang's mouth seems to be hooked, "I'm nervous."
Yan Wei: "..." Can't refute.
He shook off Yan Mingguang's hand, turned around, took out the Phoenix Immortal card from the deceased's belongings, and said, "I'm looking for her."
The girls in Wanhualou have many brands of this kind, and most of the guests who have been here will have a few to identify them. As soon as he took it out, the girls showed disappointed expressions, and one of them said, "I'll help you to call."
They looked at Yan Mingguang again, seeing that Yan Mingguang didn't say a word, they gave up completely and went to help Yan Wei call the owner of the Phoenix Fairy card.
At the end, Yan Mingguang also took out the money on his body, and gave each of the girls enough money to redeem themselves.
Those people hurriedly took it away, thanked them one after another, ran errands for Yan Wei more diligently, and disappeared in an instant.
"They are just NCs who are alive in the dungeon," Yan Wei said, "You can save this too."
"For them, this copy is everything."
Yan Wei smiled: "To them, we may just be passing by."
But after a while, a girl wearing the costumes of the maids in the flower building walked towards them. This woman does not look young—at least in this era, she is about thirty years old. Although the makeup on her face conceals her age a little, her appearance is really ordinary, and she is not very good in this flower building. conspicuous.
After walking in front of Yan and Wei, the woman said that her name was Ayu, and she was a handyman in Wanhualou. Fengxian is in the room now, let her take them there.
This Impatiens flower card really corresponds to a girl from Wanhualou.
Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang followed Ayu up to the second floor, and as they went up, there were fewer and fewer people, and the whole aisle was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers. But this floral fragrance is very mixed, like the smell of rouge and water powder used by all the girls in the building are piled up together, Yan Wei smelled it carefully, and could no longer smell what was in these fragrances.
Ayu walked ahead and led them to Fengxian's room.
Yan Wei observed for a while, only felt that the girls living upstairs seemed to be relatively quiet, a bit like...
It's a bit like the neurotic people in Guanyin Town.
He couldn't see anything else, so he regained his senses and asked Ayu in front of him pretending to be casual: "Is Fengxian busy these two days?"
Ayu turned her head and said: "The girl is not in a good mood these few days. Except for the guests who came to see her specially, she basically doesn't go out, so it can't be considered busy."
"Not in a good mood?"
Ayu paused. They had just walked up the third floor, when Ayu stopped at the top of the steps, with a rather sad expression on his face: "Mr. Shen said a few days ago that he would pick up the girl. Since then, the girl has not been very happy."
Yan Wei frowned.
Shen Yuanwai
He thought of the carriage that came to visit at the gate of Guanyin Academy, claiming that he came from Shen's house. This Shen Yuanwai can pick up a girl from a flower house casually, and he is not an ordinary person after all. Could it be that he is the owner of the Shen mansion
Yan Wei glanced at Yan Mingguang.
Yan Mingguang already knew what he wanted to ask, and said in a low voice: "The identity and family background of the dungeon I uploaded are very good, and there are only a few prominent families in the place where I live, and that Shen's house is one of them. Yuanwai Shen is indeed the owner of the Shen's house." But these houses occupy a vast area, and the adjacent houses are far away, so I haven't visited Shen's house."
"There is a problem with this Shen residence." Yan Wei said.
It's okay to show up at the gate of Guanyin Academy, but now it has something to do with this Wanhua Building. And judging from Ayu's expression and Fengxian's displeasure, Yuanwai Shen is obviously not a good friend.
He followed up in three steps and two steps, making an anxious look, and then asked: "When did Yuanwai Shen say that? I... I also want to redeem Fengxian, but I didn't come two days ago. Why is Yuanwai Shen saying that he wants to pick her up now?" gone?"
Ayu didn't doubt him, and replied: "Young master is a step late, the day after tomorrow Mr. Shen will come to the building to pick up some girls. If you really have plans..."
She sighed, "Let's forget it. I've been working here for so long. The girl Shen Yuanwai wants to buy has never been successful. It's not a day or two for his family to take away the girl's body. Who I don't want to go either, but Mr. Shen's family has a great career, who can really not go? Fengxian girl doesn't want to go either, but she's a soft-spoken person, what can I do?"
Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang glanced at each other, and both understood the information hidden in these words.
Shen Yuanwai often bought prostitutes back to torture them, and sometimes tortured them to death, that is, they just carried away the corpses and buried them. And the Fengxian they are looking for now is one of the girls whom Yuanwai Shen has taken a fancy to.
As they spoke, they had already walked around a long 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 lamps standing on both sides of the aisle, but they lit up even brighter.
Seeing Ayu, Yan Wei lowered her head instead, purposely avoiding the shadow of the candlelight, lowered her head, and buried her face in the shadow.
Thinking of the woman's appearance and where they are now, Yan Wei understood. His tone was easy-going, and his voice was clear: "Sometimes, being good-looking can be a disaster instead."
Although this woman has an ordinary appearance, she is much inferior to those girls in this Ten Thousand Flowers Building, and her facial features are inconspicuous among the crowd, but in this kind of place, it may not be a bad thing.
After hearing what he said, Ayu still lowered her head, and just said: "Thank you. Miss Fengxian's room is right in front—"
A sharp cry cut her off abruptly.
In the aisle, a woman with disheveled hair and a gorgeous 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, as if she didn't see anyone in front of her. When Yan Wei turned his head, he saw that the woman was about to bump into him.
Yan Mingguang pulled him, Yan Wei stepped aside, and Ayu in front immediately pushed aside.
Behind the woman were some brothel servants.
She ran chaotically, but after a while, as soon as she ran in front of Yan Wei and the others, those sturdy servants chased after them, firmly pressing them down from left and right. The woman struggled, her loose hair became more and more messy, and she muttered to herself: "She, she... don't, don't come here..."
Those servants seemed to be used to it, without changing their expressions, they pushed the woman back and walked back, one of them came to Yan Wei and the two and said, "Sorry for disturbing you two, she is used to being crazy, today we have a short time I didn't pay attention and let her run out of the room."
After apologizing, this talent and several others hurriedly dragged the crazy woman away.
Before Yan Wei asked, Ayu said: "She is also a girl from our Wanhua Building. Before... just like some other people in the town, she said that she had run into an evil spirit and suffered from soul-loss disease."
"I see."
Yan Wei thought of the girl he met the first day he loaded the dungeon. At that time, it was at the deceased’s neighbor’s house, which was a widow’s house. The grandparents and grandchildren lived together for three generations, but the old woman’s daughter said that she had run into a ghost and went crazy. They also saw the crazy woman running away in a panic, so they talked with her. The girl I see now is exactly the same.
They were all frightened by ghosts.
The evil thing in Guanyin Town didn't seem to have any interest in the lives of young women. Most of the dead were men in their prime. Although there were some old and weak women and children, they were only a minority. When the woman ran into that thing, she was probably crazy.
It's like losing a soul.
Ayu said to him: "My lord, don't be scared, she's just a little crazy, she won't hurt anyone."
Yan Wei shook his head: "No."
Ayu has already led them to a boudoir with lights on. On the door of the room is an impatiens flower card that is exactly the same as the wooden card that Yan Wei got.
"Girl," Ayu knocked on the door, "we have guests."
Yan Wei turned around and glanced at Yan Mingguang.
Fengxian needs to ask about the situation, but the girl who just suffered from soul-loss disease also needs to see what's going on.
The man nodded to him, and said to him softly, "Call me immediately if something goes wrong."
"Um."
Yan Mingguang turned around, and silently followed along the road where the servants pulled the woman away just now.
Ayu knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered, turned around to look at him, only to find that Yan Mingguang had disappeared, and asked in surprise, "Where is that young master?"
Yan Wei said, "He has something to do, so he's leaving first."
Hualou is not a clean place, and there will always be all kinds of guests. Yan Wei's reason was random, but Ayu didn't ask too much, and said to him: "Usually I knock a few times, and the girl will open the door. I don't know what happened today. Maybe the girl has been in a bad mood these days, and she died of sleep." .Young master, can you wait here for a while, and I will shout again?"
Listening to what she said, Yan Wei let go of his perception, and explored the surroundings and this room a little.
There didn't seem to be any living breathing sounds in the room, and the scent of flowers around seemed to be mixed with a very faint smell of blood, but the door was locked from the inside. It was eerily quiet inside, but there was no danger aura.
Ayu was still knocking on the door, Yan Wei reminded: "Is something wrong?"
Ayu was stunned: "No way..."
She thought for a while, and felt that Fengxian was really in a bad mood these days because of what Shen Yuanwai had taken a fancy to, so she hurried to find the servants in the building.
Yan Wei stood aside and waited, but there was no movement in Fengxian's room.
After a while, Ayu brought a few men over. Several men banged hard on the door several 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 with one hand drooping, the blood on the wrist was slowly flowing down, almost solidified. There was a small blood-stained dagger on the table, and most of the ground and table had been smeared with blood.
A few people rushed in immediately, pulled up Fengxian's body to see, and sure enough, he was out of breath.
Ayu suddenly turned pale.
A place like Hualou, where dragons and snakes are mixed, doesn't have much reaction to this kind of thing. Those people immediately went to the steward to deal with the matter. For a while, Yan Wei and Ayu stood beside the aisle, while the steward of Hualou and a few servants came in and out, and there were a few girls around quietly from time to time. He took a look, then ran away in fear.
This kind of scene was really too gentle for Yan Wei. He looked at Fengxian's body calmly, and then looked at the environment in the room, and roughly understood that the girl had indeed committed suicide. Combined with what Ayu said, Fengxian was not in a good mood these few days, because she was spotted by Yuanwai Shen, obviously Fengxian committed suicide directly to avoid being bought by Yuanwai Shen.
How terrible is Shen Yuanwai's reputation for abusing women, so that a girl in Hualou is so scared that she commits suicide
The female ghost in the long red dress probably has something to do with this Wanhualou, and member Shen of this Shen residence often buys girls in Wanhualou, and often tortures people to death...
Mr. Bai, such a gentle and gentle teacher, actually avoids this Shen member directly. In addition, Mr. Bai is the one who invited players from their camp to suppress the female ghost. another place
Seeing that the people in Hualou handled Fengxian's affairs neatly, Yan Wei glanced at Ayu who was left here by the steward waiting to be questioned, and asked in a very sad tone: "Miss Ayu, why did Fengxian miss suddenly Just... Can't think about it? If you are bought by Shen Yuanwai, you may not die, but right now, there are no people."
Suddenly, Ayu was shocked by his question, and then said nervously: "I heard that Shen Yuanwai's playing tricks... It's better to die cleanly."
Yan Wei had an easy-going temperament. At this moment of panic, he still stood aside with a gentle expression, which eased the gloomy atmosphere a lot. Ayu didn't seem to be too wary, and then said to him: "For so many years, Officer Shen came to our building to buy a lot of girls, and only two came back. After returning, they were all useless. The girls are soft-spoken and come and go. Few people care about it, that is, the young master just came to look for it today... Hey, it just happened. No one of the girls wants to be liked by Yuanwai Shen, and the girl Fengxian also said two days ago that it would be better to die , I didn't expect that she really..."
Yan Wei saw that the more she talked, the more afraid she became, and it didn't seem like regret at all, but panic.
He tentatively said: "Those girls, don't they die reconciled..."
Ayu's face was pale, and he faltered and said: "Who would die willingly..."
Yan Wei mentioned a few more words, but Ayu didn't say any more—but he already understood a little bit in his heart. In the copy of the world inside the building, most of the ghosts are rooted in people's unattainable minds, or they are greed, hatred, ignorance, nausea and unwillingness. The core of dungeon is these dirty things, and the root of these dirty things or evil is resentment.
The resentment and unwillingness are basically the problem of the dungeon.
Wanhualou's girl who died quietly in Shen's mansion in the past few years is already enough to have such a big resentment and unwillingness.
As he was thinking, Yan Mingguang also sent him a message: [Where are you?]
Yan Wei: [I'm still at Fengxian's room. Fengxian committed suicide. I guess that student's death has something to do with this Hualou, but he should be just a guest of Fengxian, and has little to do with Fengxian. The clues that really have something to do with it should be those women who were tortured to death by Shen Yuanwai .]
[I found a clue about a woman from Wanhualou, and I'm coming back to you now.]
[it is good.]
After a while, 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, and then went back to the room with a panicked expression like Ah Yu. The few people from Wanhualou who came to deal with the matter looked unhappy, and in their words, what they cared about was not Fengxian's life, but worried about how to explain to Shen Yuan in two days.
The manager was also worried about affecting the livelihood downstairs, so he came here to apologize to Yan Wei, hoping that Yan Wei could hide this matter. Yan Wei's original intention was to search for clues, so naturally he didn't care if these businesses were not 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 felt that Yan Wei was a guest who came to visit the flower building, and wanted to give Yan Wei some sweetness to keep Yan Wei silent. In Yan Wei's perfunctory agreement, the steward asked the servant next to him to do something. Yan Wei was waiting for Yan Mingguang anyway, so he said a few words to him absent-mindedly, but when the servant came back, he was holding a lot of wooden signs in his hand.
Yan Wei: "?"
"I'm really sorry to scare the guests. This is really the first time we have encountered such a situation. I hope you don't spread the word." The steward smiled, and handed over the wooden plaques carved with various flower patterns. Yan Wei said, "These rights are an apology. As long as we have the girl's wooden sign, we can enter the girl's room. These are the wooden signs of all the girls in the building..."
The steward smiled meaningfully: "Guaranteed to let the young master be satisfied next time."
Yan Wei: "..."
These wooden cards are actually considered by the damn dungeon as limited items in the dungeon, and cannot be stored in the black ring.
Yan Wei: "..."
When Yan Mingguang came back, Yan Wei was standing by the side of the aisle, buried in the flickering candlelight, holding a large pile of wooden plaques carved with various patterns of flowers in his hands. Some girls around always sneaked over, their eyes fell on the wooden cards in Yan Wei's hands, expecting which one he would choose from among them.
Yan Weiquan thought those girls who deliberately dangled in front of his eyes were air.
He watched the man approaching step by step, his bright eyes flashed, and he preemptively said in a low voice: "The girl I want is not here—I like quiet ones, taller than me, strong, and able to protect me." .”