The fairy aunts pampered and flirted, and the senior sister regretted it

Ying Jiannan smiled slightly, patted Manager Wen on the shoulder and stuffed some paper talismans into his hands.

"This is……?"

“This is a talisman to subdue ghosts.”

"We will each go to three schools in a while. Master Wen, keep the talisman. When the ghost appears, you take out the paper talisman and stick it on her forehead!"

Ying Jiannan narrowed his eyes slightly and explained the purpose of the ghost-subduing talisman to the old man in front of him.

"Ah this..."

"That's a ghost. How can a mortal like me subdue her with this paper talisman?"

Manager Wen still felt a little guilty, but Ying Jiannan still smiled and nodded.

"Come on, you are the best~"

"Master, you don't want this female ghost to run into your bed tomorrow night, do you?"

The young man with the halberd grinned, which frightened the old man so much that he snatched a few paper talismans from his hand.

"Then... then I will go to the Poetry Hall first."

"Please take care, young men..."

Manager Wen clasped his fists in salute, then turned and left.

Looking at the old man's receding back, Lin Huang frowned slightly...

"Ok?"

"Poetry Hall..."

Lin Huang murmured in his heart, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Ying Jiannan's eyes moved around, and seeing that Lin Huang was a little confused, he wisely cut off the spiritual connection with Manager Wen.

The two looked at each other, and Lin Huang stroked his chin in thought.

"Brother Ying, this is the first time for both you and me to come to Haoran Study."

"Just now you said that we were going to three different schools. How did you know that there were only three schools in this study?"

Lin Huang asked, and Ying Jiannan spread his hands and spoke naturally.

"The brain silkworm told me."

"Why else would I let it absorb so much ghost energy?"

After Ying Jiannan finished speaking, Lin Huang looked around and finally looked in the direction where Manager Wen was walking.

"Then how did he know?"

Hearing this, Ying Jiannan was confused and disagreed.

"Mr. Wen has lived in Jiangdu City for so many years, so it's not a big deal for him to know that there are several schools in the study, right?"

"Brother Lin, being too cautious is not a good thing. Don't scare yourself~"

Ying Jiannan and Lin Huang walked closer, thinking that his junior brother was scared.

"I am wondering why he chose the Poetry Hall?"

"And you are so decisive and calm?"

"When people are nervous, they should be at a loss..."

"He seemed to be mentally prepared."

Lin Huang shook his head and muttered. Ying Jiannan didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"I think Mr. Wen is a nice person..."

"Brother Lin, you are suspicious of everyone, so you won't be suspicious of me, your senior brother, right?"

Ying Jiannan's face was full of bitterness. Lin Huang withdrew his gaze and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Brother Ying, the coffin should not cost more than two thousand spirit stones."

"If you ask for more compensation, the cost of Mr. Wen's coffin may also increase."

Lin Huang chuckled gently, and Ying Jiannan was stunned!

At first he was a little confused. Why did Lin Huang say all this to him?

After thinking for a moment, the young man with the halberd suddenly realized!

It turns out that this old man is trying to gain my sympathy and give me very little reward, right?

I asked for five thousand and you said you only had two thousand left.

If I want ten thousand, then you will have four thousand for the coffin?

"Ginger is still spicy with age...!"

Ying Jiannan felt a little depressed, and suddenly he felt that Lin Huang beside him was very scary...

Although he is young, he can see people's hearts so clearly.

So terrifying.

……

The wind is blowing and the shadows of ghosts are everywhere.

Following Ying Jiannan's instructions, the three of them went to the three classrooms in the study respectively.

Lin Huang went west and searched the History School.

Ying Jiannan chose to go to Lixuetang, where the ghostly aura was the strongest, based on feng shui.

The Lixue Hall is located directly north of the study, facing the main gate, and the cold wind blows through the hall.

There is also a south-facing glass mirror inside the school, which can reflect people's faces in the moonlight even at night, which is quite unlucky.

As for Manager Wen, the old man went straight to the Poetry and Literature Hall, as if he was familiar with the route...

Late night

Haoran Study. Poetry Hall

Broken tables and chairs were scattered in the classroom, and there were even some books with students' names on them scattered on the ground.

Most of these books are old and moldy, with pages falling off and the ink on them becoming increasingly faint with the passage of time.

Looking around, the mottled walls were covered with spider webs.

The portraits hanging on both sides of the classroom are clearly expressionless, but they seem to be staring into your eyes at any time...

No matter where they stand, they are watching silently...

Perhaps the moment you turn your back, that face will reveal a strange smile.

Manager Wen brushed off the dust on the cuffs of his brocade robe.

The old man stepped over the broken wood on the ground and slowly came to the center of the school.

He stood there silently, his eyes fixed ahead...

At that moment, it seemed as if all the memories of the past came into view, and the sound of reading in the classroom reappeared...

"Jingxi..."

"Uncle Wen is here to see you..."

……

Jiangdu City. Tianbao Jade Palace

Inside the huge mansion, the bright lights gradually went out.

Only the candlelight in the young lady's bedroom was still flickering...

In the boudoir filled with a faint fragrance, a man and a woman were sitting at the table.

The woman was wearing a colorful dress and fragrant shoes.

She has delicate skin and lightly tied hair, and is quite beautiful.

The man was dressed in a black robe and had a resolute expression.

"Brother Yan, as long as we present the Sheng and Xiao swords, can we really escape?"

"Do we have to run away..."

A trace of sadness appeared on the woman's pretty face. She didn't look like a young girl. She was about thirty years old.

The man sitting opposite her was Yan Jianglou, who came to Jiangdu with Lin Huang and others.

"Ah."

"The Southern Heaven Kingdom is now in danger, and the various sects of the Western Desert Demonic Path have already begun to take action."

"If we don't leave now, when the demons invade Lingzhou and it falls, I'm afraid we won't have another chance..."

Yan Jianglou gently placed his hand on the back of the woman sitting opposite him, his eyes determined.

"Ugh……"

"How could Xiaolan not know?"

"But Xiaolan still can't let go of her mother..."

Chapter 114: Old Stories in Jiangdu

The woman in the colorful dress is called "Wen Lan"

She is the eldest daughter of Tianbao Jade Mansion and the daughter of Madam Wen Xueming.

Ever since Wen Xueming chose to retreat to break through to the Jindan realm twenty years ago, Wen Lan was forced to step forward and take care of all the affairs of the huge mansion.

Although Manager Wen was there to help, it was still a heavy burden for the young Wen Lan...

She, who had always been taciturn, had no choice but to learn the art of hospitality.

She didn't want to be contaminated by worldly things, but she had to accompany those greasy guests to drink wine and tea.

Even if she would definitely get drunk if she drank one more glass, Wen Lan would force herself to drink it without hesitation...

For the sake of the family business and to prevent her mother's efforts from going to waste, Wen Lan gradually drifted away from herself.

Slowly, when she looked back, Wen Lan had become the person she hated the most...

It was not until later, when Wen Lan was twenty years old, that she met Yan Jianglou, who was about the same age as her.

……

Tianbao Jade Mansion. Wenlan's Bedroom

The flickering candlelight illuminated the profiles of the two people, and their shadows fell on the closed windows...

"Xiao Lan, with the blessing of the Five Elements Pill, Madam will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties."

"Once she advances to the Jindan stage, Madam will be able to protect herself. There is no need for us to worry about her."

Yan Jianglou stroked the back of Wen Lan's hand, comforting the lover in front of him.

But Wen Lan just smiled bitterly, she knew very well that the Five Elements Pill was not easy to come by...

I also know how much blood of innocent people is condensed in that Five Elements Pill.

I colluded with the Western Desert Demon Sect just to obtain an elixir. This is an unforgivable crime...

"Brother Yan, you have to be careful too."

"Especially that man Yan Zheng... Senior Brother, please don't trust him so easily."

"Xiaolan knows that this is not pleasant to hear, but Xiaolan still hopes that Senior Brother Yan can listen to Xiaolan for once..."

Wen Lan's beautiful eyes were filled with worry, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

Sitting opposite him, Yan Jianglou showed no dissatisfaction when he heard this, but instead chuckled slightly.

"Senior Brother will naturally listen to Xiaolan."