Although Fengyao was just a wisp of soul at that time, because she was covering him, he had form, flesh, touch, and perception. Although Hanying couldn't detect his heartbeat, she could feel his slightly warm body temperature.
But the little Taoist priest beside him counted his fingers and cursed secretly: "The marriage between you two is actually tied together, oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my."
"You're Lily! Get out of here!" Fengyao was really angry, and his voice suddenly changed from a soft whisper to a sullen roar. The little Taoist priest really didn't expect that the girl's serious voice would be so powerful, and he was so scared that he even peed his pants. All the divination signs were abandoned and they ran away, making Han Ying laugh out loud.
Fengyao scolded him coldly: "Xiaoxiaoxiao, what's so funny?" Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that the girl's paw was still in his arms. He hurriedly threw it away and looked away in embarrassment, feeling at a loss what to do. Ji looked at the flower building and asked Han Ying angrily: "Then why don't we go and play?"
"Go... go..." Han Ying was completely immersed in the chaotic state of her heart, so she instinctively replied without reacting. She followed Feng Yao into the flower house eagerly, only to regret it later.
The madam of the brothel was waving a vulgar pink-scented handkerchief. She couldn't wave it back and forth, but she summoned two girls. Naturally, she was not happy: "Hey, you two must have chosen the wrong door. We are surrounded by flowers." We only accept green leaves, not red flowers. If you two want to be free, you can go to the 'Fang Cao Jian' opened by my official family in the next street!"
"What about red flowers and green leaves? My cousin's name is Cao Cao. Now that I use the name of my family Cao Cao, she is green leaves. Why aren't you allowed in?" Feng Yao complained and cursed.
"Ah? Nowadays, the human world is really becoming more and more open! There are not only female prostitutes' shops, but also male prostitutes' shops! Oops, your family is open to the public? Oops, you guys are really good at making money!" Han Ying was surprised, Drenched in cold sweat.
The madam in the flowers was really speechless. These two seemingly beautiful girls seemed to have some abnormal brains. One was talking nonsense and could not understand it at all, and the other had never seen much of the world. , thinking of this, an evil thought suddenly came into his mind, and his dry smile turned into a flattering smile: "You two are here today. You can see that I have a lot of flowers. If you appreciate me, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea and talk slowly?"
"No need, let's go to Fangcaojian to have a look!" Han Ying declined. She had no intention of lingering on Fireworks Willow Alley, but happened to have a male prostitute's shop, so she really wanted to see it. She was about to take Fengyao with her. When she left, the madam moved her fat body and blocked the way for the two of them to retreat: "Oh, I just remembered that my official is currently ill and has not come out to open the shop, so you two are still taking a rest here. Come on?"
"Why are you feeling ill?" Han Ying sneered slyly, narrowing her peach blossom eyes, "Is it because you have taken in too many customers, indulged too much, or have done too many immoral things and contracted an incurable disease?" Although Han Ying is not considered wise, she still She could still see through the thoughts of these mortals. Wasn't it because she and Fengyao were beautiful but indifferent to the world, and wanted to include them and become red flowers among the flowers
His ruse was exposed with just one word, and the madam couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but still refused to admit it: "Where did the girl go? I just... just want to earn some tea money from you!"
"She wants to give us some tea money, so let's go in and have a cup of tea as a favor, right?" Fengyao, who was nearby, didn't understand the situation at all, so she just wanted to follow the push of the madam and go in.
Han Ying had nothing to do with him, but she couldn't hold him back: "Oh, where did she give us the money? We gave her money when we drank tea, and we have no money... "
"It's okay if you don't have money. If you don't have money, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea and listen to a little song to cheer yourself up!" Seeing that Fengyao had fallen into his own trap, he vaguely saw another big red flower blooming among the flowers. The madam hurriedly turned around and pulled Han Ying. Han Ying rolled her eyes, secretly thinking that the two of us are definitely not here to flatter you. We are just as good as a ghost!
While she was hesitating like this, Fengyao, who walked away, had already left the invisible spiritual barrier she had set up, and the accident happened—
Because the bustard of the flower bush had done so many evil things, he was very afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, so he spent a lot of money to hang up the walls around the hall with spiritual objects. It is said that these broken mirrors were cast by strangers in the world and could reflect them. It is true that demons and demons with high magical power cannot reveal their true colors under such small tricks. However, Fengyao was just a weak ghost at that time, so when he walked to the middle of the hall, he was surrounded by a group of orioles. While surrounded by Ying Yanyan, she was also illuminated by the mirror light reflected from all around. The so-called "incomplete body" means that the body that was originally made of flesh and blood suddenly became transparent, and a white light faintly emitted like a ghost. Everyone present was shocked. , looked back in the mirror and found that this person was not there at all. Someone suddenly exclaimed: "Ghost - he is a ghost!"
So the flowers suddenly fell into a state of chaos.
Fengyao could see her body but couldn't see herself in the mirror. She vaguely felt that her body was as light as falling into the clouds. Even if her feet were off the ground, they could drift with the wind and her phantoms followed. Her skin gradually became transparent under the erosion of luster. Penetrating through any obstacle, the screams one after another around him were mixed with all kinds of sharp eyes, frightened, timid, hateful, disgusting... It made Fengyao suddenly afraid, and he was stuck in place not knowing what to do. The natural and unrestrained self-confidence just now disappeared without a trace, leaving only a hesitant look in his eyes and an uneasy look on his face, like a child who had been abandoned but still had to bear the reviling of the world.
Suddenly, a wine bottle was smashed from somewhere in the crowd, followed by an extremely hateful curse: "Evil devil! I'll beat you to death!"
The wine bottle hit Fengyao firmly, but penetrated his body and fell to the ground. He felt no pain, but his heart was spinning inexplicably. He wanted to say: "I am not...", but "Ghost" Before the words came out of his mouth, more bottles, cans, and leftovers were poured over him.
As long as one person is afraid, everyone will be afraid, as long as one person rises up, everyone will follow suit. This is the power of the masses! At that time, people in the hall saw that this ghost did not take the initiative to scare or harm anyone, so they began to actively scare him and harm him. Regardless of whether the hit penetrated his body or caused him to feel pain, they all swung around him to use it as a weapon. The throwing weapons were all thrown in the direction of Feng Yao.
Fengyao just stood in the middle of the people spitting and throwing dirt. Her white clothes were not stained with any stains, but her face was branded with deep scars. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted and her lips were light and flat. The eyes were spinning but could not fall down for a long time. (To be continued)