I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

What is Meng Chen thinking?
Li Zixi really wanted to know!
Poor him, he had been recuperating in the other courtyard for a few days. Without the trouble of the young ghost master Yun Chuxiu by his side, Yaoyao was always caring and concerned about him. In addition, knowing his special status, the servants in the other courtyard flattered him with great respect. He had a very happy and proud life during this period!
Who knew that excessive joy would lead to sorrow? Within a few days, he was captured, his acupuncture points were pressed, and he was thrown into a remote wooden house. He was so depressed that he could not describe it in words.

However, he was always flexible and could easily bend down. When he found out that he was no match for Meng Chen, he immediately bowed down and said, "Master! Master! You only need a word to ask me to do something. Why waste so much energy on me and make an enemy of my master and displease the master?"

His words were extremely flattering. Even though Meng Chen had never seen him before, he couldn't help but look at him sideways: "What a cowardly, opportunistic servant you are. I was worried that if I caught you, my junior brother would not let me off easily. Now it seems that I was worrying for nothing."

"Hehe, I am a servant after all. I cannot expect the master to save my life. I only have one life, so I have to save myself first." Li Zixi raised his head and smiled at him, then said seriously: "I don't know what the young master wants me to do? Of course I will do it without hesitation, but you have to make preparations in advance. Otherwise, I will be fine, but it will be bad if I ruin your business."

"It's very simple." Meng Chen's eyes had already passed him and looked into the inexplicable void. His reaction made Li Zixi move his feet a little uncomfortably, feeling that his answer would bring him great trouble!

——In fact, his intuition has rarely been wrong.

Meng Chen said: "I want you to revive someone."

Li Zixi: “…” God wants to kill me, he really can’t do this!
But of course he couldn't say that he was useless. The person on the other side was not Yun Chuxiu, so how could he listen to his arguments? He might even be killed on the spot by the other side in a fit of rage! He just pretended to be very embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, and then said hesitantly: "Master, since you said so, I have no choice but to do it, but... this matter is far from being accomplished just by my words. As for the young master, firstly, his life span has not ended, and there is no ghost messenger to take his soul, so his body and soul are both there, so I can do something with him. Secondly, I have made a lot of preparations, and it is not something that can be done overnight..."

"Just tell me what you need." Meng Chen interrupted him. "That's why you've already succeeded once. It should be easy to do it again, right? Or do you want to tell me that after such a short time... you've already forgotten the method?"

His eyes looked at Li Zixi lightly, which made him shudder and laugh. But he was the professional and was not worried about not being able to delay the time, so he asked respectfully: "Excuse me, young master, where is the body?"

Hearing this, Meng Chen raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a faint smile: "There is no body. You summon his soul first, and I will give you a body."

Li Zixi: "..."

Li Zixi forced himself to remain calm and said, "To summon the soul... To summon the soul, I need the name, date of birth, and time and place of death of this person. I hope the young master can tell me."

He knew that what he needed to do most at the moment was to stabilize Meng Chen, so he asked sincerely, thinking that after summoning the ghost, he could also control it in his hand, at least making the other party afraid to act rashly -

"His name is Meng Chen." He heard the other party answer. "He is my twin brother..."

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Yun Chuxiu got off the horse and threw the reins to the servant beside him. Ding Feng had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing that his handsome face was dripping with water, he swallowed his greeting words with great tact. When Yuan Suiyun, who was following behind him, arrived, he said directly: "We have found out where they are staying. I left a brother to watch over there. We are just waiting for your order to act."

"Who are there?" Yuan Suiyun asked.

"Only Mr. Yun's senior brother and Li Zixi are here." Ding Feng's tone was very firm. "No one else is here."

"Oh?" Yuan Suiyun raised his eyebrows, somewhat reluctantly, and turned to Yun Chuxiu and said, "Let's go, let's go back and have something to eat first."

They had been traveling for several days in a row in the past few days, so they rested in the villa today, changed the attendants who were accompanying them, and exchanged the two Ferghana horses for carriages. Early the next morning, Ding Feng drove the horse and rushed towards where Meng Chen was.

——However, halfway through the journey, Yuan Suiyun suddenly stopped the carriage, stroked Yun Chuxiu's hair and said, "This time, you will definitely fight with Meng Chen. Now, you should not show mercy, right?"

Yun Chuxiu leaned on his shoulder listlessly and said, "That being said, for Master's sake, I can't kill him... Hmm? What a nice smell."

He stood up, opened the car door and looked out. He saw a breakfast stall on the side of the avenue. A young girl in plain clothes and a headscarf was busy cooking soup in front of a boiler. The big pot was steaming and bubbling, and the aroma was spreading in the air.

Another carriage was quietly parked beside the stall, and the driver covered his face with his hat, as if taking a nap. Yun Chuxiu sniffed, his eyes rolled, and he immediately understood everything. He turned around and smiled at Yuan Suiyun, "Busy man, I made this premium beef soup especially for you, why don't you go down and have a bowl?"

Yuan Suiyun sighed: "Take Ding Feng with you. If you encounter any trouble, he will naturally know how to tell me."

Yun Chuxiu teased, "Don't make me sound so useless. At least let me taste the beef soup first to see if it tastes good."

The beef soup was thick and filled a large bowl. The girl who cooked the soup put the bowl in front of him, looked at his pretty face with a smile, and brought him a pot of wine: "The best daughter's red wine, it's just right for you, sir." Her smile was sweet and her cooking skills were not bad. The beef was stewed very well, and the seasoning was just right. The daughter's red wine must have been buried underground for at least twenty years. Yun Chuxiu finished the soup, patted Yuan Suiyun's shoulder with satisfaction and said: "I'm leaving first. If everything goes well tonight, I'll make you beef noodles tomorrow morning."

Yuan Suiyun pulled his hand and said gently, "If I have to wait for you to get up, I'm afraid it won't be breakfast, but lunch."

Yun Chuxiu smiled, did not answer, and went straight back to the carriage. Ding Feng whipped the whip, and the carriage carried him away, taking his subordinates behind the carriage with him. The girl in plain clothes looked at Yuan Suiyun's expression, put another bowl of beef soup in front of him, and said sweetly: "Have a bowl of soup, my friend, even your friends say it's delicious."

Yuan Suiyun raised his eyes and looked at her. He still had a gentle smile on his face, but his temperament suddenly became distant. He did not drink the soup, but took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and slowly wiped his fingers: "Sir, why don't you show up for a while?"

Niu Rou Tang stopped talking. She took the beef soup and the daughter's red wine like a virtuous wife, and then took out a set of fine purple clay tea sets from under the stall like a magic trick, and poured two cups of tea - a young man in gorgeous clothes got off the carriage next to the stall and sat next to Yuan Suiyun.

"I don't drink tea." He first said to the girl. "Change it to wine."

The girl answered meekly, took out a white jade wine glass and a white porcelain wine bottle from under the stall, and poured him a glass of wine. The man drank the wine in one gulp and praised, "Good wine!"

Then he asked Yuan Suiyun, "You don't drink?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled gently: "I don't drink often. After all, drinking is harmful to the body."

He said this, coupled with his young and frail appearance, which often made people think that he couldn't drink much. In fact, although he couldn't be said to be able to drink a thousand cups, he couldn't be drunk with just three or two cups of wine. I don't know if the man opposite knew his background, but he suddenly put away his smile and said seriously: "This is the best Fenqing wine, and the former young master of the manor is unwilling to drink a glass?"

Fenqing wine is a famous wine in Shanxi.

"It has nothing to do with alcohol. If I say I won't drink, then I won't touch it." Yuan Suiyun said calmly.

"You won't even drink a sip of wine. It seems like you won't join us." The man said, and waved to the girl to pour him another glass of wine.

Yuan Suiyun asked: "Are you Gong Jiu?"

There was a hint of interest in his eyes, and the other party frankly admitted his identity: "Yes, you are Mr. Bat?"

He thought Yuan Suiyun would deny this identity, but the person opposite him just smiled faintly; that smile looked so humble and elegant, but Gong Jiu would never mistake the arrogance and disdain in it.

He felt his body suddenly getting hot. The contempt in Yuan Suiyun's eyes aroused his desire to challenge. Gong Jiu said, "I heard that you know a lot of martial arts. The old man didn't want me to come to you."

Yuan Suiyun said calmly: "Then you still came. However, Prince Taiping should not obey other people's orders so easily."

At this moment, the girl standing quietly beside the stall couldn't help but widen her eyes. This should have been a secret, but Yuan Suiyun spoke of it as if it was a fact known to everyone.

Gong Jiu was not too surprised. Since they could find out other people's secrets, others could naturally find out their secrets. This only proved that Mr. Bat was indeed confident enough to be won over. He held the wine glass and invited Yuan Suiyun again, saying, "The old man is in the business of killing people, and you are also in the business of killing people. Why don't we do this business together?"

——Yes, this is the purpose of the old man Wu Ming sending a letter to Yuan Suiyun. He wants to merge his Invisible Island with Yuan Suiyun’s Bat Island to have more guests, more business, and more wealth!

Hearing this, Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but laugh. A smile can always have many meanings, and at this moment, he has completely failed to conceal his arrogance and contempt!

"May I ask, Prince, are you the owner of that island? If you ask me, even you are not qualified to say such things to me." He said softly. "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone two living people. I am different from you. I don't have the hobby of working for others."

(End of this chapter)