After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

Chapter 4 Go ghost hunting

Bai Yougui changed his name and his attitude became much more friendly: "Little sister, please tell me, what's going on?"

He felt a sense of shame, as if he had been stripped naked and had no secret at all.

Although the kid spoke eloquently, fortunately, the kid didn't understand anything, so he just pretended to be stupid.

He took out another ingot of silver from the purse at his waist and threw it over, and said with a smile: "If you can help me solve this problem, my brother will have more silver for you."

Yuan Qi looked at the fifty-tael big silver ingot, his eyes were shining, the corners of his smiling lips were curved, and his eyes were narrowed into crescents.

Yuan Qi hooked his fingers at him, opened and closed his little mouth, and whispered in an extremely mysterious voice: "You have met a ghost, and it is a female ghost. If you go there again tonight, you will die."

Doesn't this mean that he has been sleeping with a female ghost? Although he was scared, he still felt it was too bizarre to believe.

"How could Miss Yue be a ghost? Little sister, you don't want to be deceptive. Children can't tell lies."

Yuan Qi stood up, pulled out the bamboo pole stuck in the bluestone with a slight lift of his little hand, and put it into a small cloth bag.

This time Bai Youhui was even more surprised than seeing a ghost. He put a long bamboo pole into a small cloth bag!
  Bai Youhui picked up Yuan Qi's small cloth bag and looked at it. Although the bag was small, it seemed bottomless with no end in sight. He felt that he was dreaming and pinched himself hard. It hurt!
  Yuan Qi grabbed his hair and pulled him away: "What are you doing?"

Bai Youhui felt that he had met an expert. Maybe the little girl was a fairy from the sky who came down to earth and turned into a little girl to save him: "Little girl, no, fairy sister, is there a solution?"

Yuan Qi put away the Eight Diagrams on the ground with a squeak. She thought this was a stupid man with a lot of money, so she stretched out three fingers.

Bai Youhui said proudly: "Three thousand taels, no problem. But Miss Yue is so kind, she must not be a ghost."

However, he still felt that Miss Yue was not a ghost, and it must be someone else around him who was a ghost.

Yuan Qi's smile froze on her face, but actually what she wanted to say was three hundred taels. Then she smiled even wider.

"But..." Bai Youhui looked at Yuan Qi very suspiciously. He was too young to be able to catch ghosts. "Who are you planning to go ghost hunting with?"

Yuan Qi knew that people couldn't trust her. She had encountered this situation too many times, and she had already had countermeasures. She took out a bronze mirror from a small cloth bag and said, "I have the Bagua Mirror, a magic weapon given by the master."

She shined the Bagua mirror at Bai Youhui: "Just one photo, and she won't be able to run away."

Bai Youhui took it dubiously and looked at himself in the mirror. The sunlight reflected on the mirror, which refracted the light onto a passing carriage.

He could see clearly that a cloud of black gas floated out from the carriage behind him, and disappeared with a swish.

With a "clang", the Bagua Mirror fell to the ground. He was so frightened that his face turned even whiter. He turned around and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy sticking his head out of the carriage and looking this way.

Bai Youhui shouted: "Ghost!"

Yuan Qi also saw it. She put away the Bagua Mirror and put it in her small cloth bag, then walked towards the carriage.

That black energy came from inside. Now it seems that this young man has spiritual power fluctuations in his body, and he should be a practitioner, but I don't know why he is surrounded by black energy.

The young man was very handsome, with eyes that seemed to be bottomless. His slightly melancholy face was sickly white, and even his lips were white. He put one hand on the edge of the car window and was staring at Yuan Qi.

With his dull eyes and bloodless face, he looked exactly like a ghost. Yuan Qi took out a talisman from the cloth bag and said, "Evil evil talisman, one hundred taels each, do you want it?"

The young man's voice was cold: "Are you Daojun Guangcheng's disciple?"

Yuan Qi suddenly nodded with big eyes: "I am."

Yesterday before dawn, he went to Fusang Temple to seek medical treatment, and learned that the little Taoist priest who could cure him had gone down the mountain.

He signaled to his entourage, who immediately presented him with a silver note worth one hundred taels.

Yuan Qi happily took it and the other party took away the evil amulet. But she felt that it was less, and the other party was too happy to bargain.

Definitely order more next time.

"Yes, if you want to find me, come here." She pointed to the big locust tree behind her.

"Okay." The young man left a word, put down the car curtain, and left.

Yuan Qi turned around and saw Bai Youhui's very surprised eyes: "Little girl, do you know who that person is?"

"I don't know." Yuan Qi didn't even raise his head, and gave a faint smile as if he was a money-lover. He put the silver ingots into a small cloth bag and patted the small cloth bag with satisfaction. Finally, he didn't get it for nothing today.

"He is Xiangli Youming, the youngest ninth master of the Xiangli family. He is the most promising junior of the Xiangli family today. Unfortunately, he was plotted against the younger generation of the family the year before last and turned into a sick man. After seeing many famous doctors, he has not been seen. Okay, but I heard that he became ferocious and violent after becoming a sick man and killed many people. Compared with him, I am nothing. But if you can cure him, he can give you a hundred Wanliang!"

Yuan Qi tilted his head and widened his eyes, asking, "Really? Isn't this too much?"

Feng Zhaolin said with certainty: "Of course it is true. The Xiangli family is rich in the world. Even the royal family cannot compare with his family. If you cure him, it is equivalent to curing the lord of the world."

Bai Yougui brought the topic back to himself: "Can you sell me one of the talisman you sold him just now?"

Yuan Qi pouted and shook his head like a rattle: "No, this is of no use to you."

Bai Youhui took out a banknote and shook it vigorously: "I have a lot of money!"

Yuan Qi stared at the banknote: I like your inhumane look. She silently took out an evil charm from the cloth bag and handed it to him.

"Let's go ghost hunting. Tell me how many women you have slept with recently and which one you are most obsessed with..."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Bai Youhui choked on his own saliva. A little kid asked such a question with a straight face, and there was no room for his old face.

He stretched out a finger in embarrassment: "Just one."

Bai Youhui let Yuan Qi get on the carriage, and on the way he told Yuan Qi about the process of getting acquainted with the female ghost.

"My grandmother celebrated her birthday a few days ago, and my mother wanted to embroider a hundred-year-old picture to give to her as a gift. I happened to know an embroiderer who was very good at embroidery, so I took the initiative to take over the job and went directly to Yueji Embroidery Shop. The proprietress of this embroidery shop is a young girl named Yue Ya. She has been running an embroidery shop there for seven or eight years and has an excellent reputation. I showed her the pattern of a hundred longevity pictures and she invited me to tea and accidentally hit her. Turning over the tea cup made my clothes wet.”

"Yueya asked me to go to the back and take off my wet clothes, and she helped me dry them. As we went back and forth, I felt like I couldn't live without her, and I wanted to pester her every day..."

(End of this chapter)