My wife is a sword god

But in an instant, Cang Feilan had already placed the dagger in front of Shi Ziming: "If you can't speak, do you want me to help you cut out your tongue?"

Shi Ziming hurriedly raised his hands to express surrender: "Xiao Cang, I was just kidding, there is no need to react so big."

Cang Feilan didn't respond, she just took back the dagger, turned a knife flower in her hand, and stuffed it back into her waist.

Shi Ziming also suppressed the smile on his face and asked lightly: "Tell me, what is going on."

The three of them were walking on the street together. During this period, Shi Ziming also learned the ins and outs of the matter from Qin Feng's mouth: "Boy, it's amazing that you were able to find the treasured weapon, the Life Gate, unexpectedly. But I didn't expect that the ghost cultivator It's actually coming for you.

By the way, you really don’t know why the ghost cultivator wants to kill you? "

Qin Feng pondered for a moment: "I usually help old ladies cross the road, feed beggars, be kind to others, and never make enemies, so the possibility of vendetta is relatively small.

After thinking about it, maybe it was like the ghost cultivator said, it was jealous that I was too handsome, so it killed me. "

Cang Feilan glanced sideways, but Shi Ziming ignored it and changed the topic: "By the way, you said your surname is Qin. In Jinyang City, I only know one family with the surname Qin, and that is the third-class auxiliary country General Qin Jianan, when he moved his family to Jinyang City, he brought several jars of wine to visit me. What is your relationship with him? "

Although this cheap old man has no business acumen, he is quite good at interpersonal relationships. Not bad. Qin Feng agreed in his heart.

"I am his son Qin Feng. I wonder if those bottles of wine are in line with Lord Sizheng's taste? If you still want it, I can talk to dad when I go back." The key to doing business is connections, Qin Feng Know this well!

"No need, I don't want those jars of wine. I can tell as soon as I smell them, they are all mixed with water."

"Actually, Lord Si Zheng, my father and I have always had a bad relationship." This stingy bastard! How much money can a few jars of wine cost, and it’s even mixed with water! In this small Jinyang City, apart from the city lord, Demon Slayer Sizheng is the top official in charge of Tian'er. He doesn't know how to take good care of the relationship!

"Really?" Shi Ziming looked sideways, his eyes intriguing.

"Well, Sir Sizheng has worked hard day and night for the people of Jinyang City. Now that the ghost cultivator has been eliminated, why don't you go home and have a good rest?" Qin Feng stiffly changed the subject.

"I was just looking for a place to rest. Look, I'm almost there."

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then heard the familiar sound of a chicken crowing.

Looking up, in the elegant attic, red clothes are fluttering, colorful silks are fluttering, and the voices of gorgeous girls flow into my ears: "Uncle, come in and have fun~"

"Coming, coming." Shi Ziming on the side responded loudly, speeding up his pace excitedly.

In front of Fengya Pavilion, the madam on the platform saw Shi Ziming. The moment he saw Shi Ziming, he immediately smiled and greeted him: "Master Shi, I haven't seen you for several days. The girls are thinking about you day and night."

"Didn't I come here? I won't go back tonight!" Shi Ziming waved his hand.

"Don't go back? Isn't there a curfew in Jinyang City recently?" The old bustard looked embarrassed. Isn't it because they are opening so early every day because they can't open at night?

"What's the curfew? I haven't slept for the past few days just to kill the ghost cultivator who couldn't open his eyes. Starting today, the curfew will be lifted!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole brothel was boiling, and the old bustard was laughing so hard: "Oh, what a good thing, Lord Shi is here in Jinyang City, and the evil spirits are not a problem at all.

What are the girls upstairs waiting for? They bring out the best wine, dance the best dance, and come over to entertain Mr. Shi! "

"Coming~"

Not long after, a group of wild bees and butterflies surrounded Shi Ziming and brought him into the attic.

Qin Feng stared at this scene, opened his mouth and said, "Is that guy always like this?"

Cang Feilan seemed to have long been accustomed to it: "For him, this kind of romantic place is his resting place. If it wasn't for the brothel to open normally as soon as possible, how could he pursue the ghost cultivator so desperately."

"Sir Sizheng, you are really a man of good temperament." Qin Feng said sincerely. He doesn't care about worldly opinions and only pursues his ideals. A real man should be like this!

Outside the entrance to the attic, there were several girls wearing gauze, showing their shiny thighs, looking at the passers-by with smiles.

It's not easy for them to wear so little in such a cold weather. Qin Feng felt pity. If he wasn't short of money, he would really like to take care of these people's business.

And when these girls saw Qin Feng, their eyes shone unconsciously, and they immediately smiled sweetly and said: "This young master, it's better..."

Before the words were spoken, the girls felt as if something was stuck in their throats. The words they originally wanted to say clearly reached their lips, but they could not come out.

At the same time, Cang Feilan just glanced casually, and these people felt that their body temperature dropped a lot instantly. They did not care about soliciting business at the moment, put their hands on their shoulders, and hurried into the attic to keep warm.

Seeing this, Qin Feng had no choice but to look away reluctantly.

"What, you can't bear it?" A cold voice sounded.

"Of course I can't bear to say it. What did Miss Cang say? As a scholar, what I hate to see the most is this kind of immoral phenomenon.

How could they dress so scantily and solicit business on the street in broad daylight?

If they hadn't run so fast, I would have scolded them face to face! "

Cang Feilan sneered and walked forward.

Qin Feng scratched his cheek and hurried to catch up.

The two of them came to the outside of Tingyu Pavilion with ease. Old Man Baili was still lying on the rattan chair leisurely and waving his fan as he did yesterday.

He heard the noise, opened his eyes a little, and then said impatiently: "Why are you two here again?"

Cang Feilan ignored him and went straight to the point: "The rules are still the same as before? Come up with the first couplet."

"Hey, you are too shameless, girl. You came here alone some time ago, and you couldn't come up with the second couplet every time. You always had red eyes and cried. Yesterday, with the help of this kid, it was a rare opportunity to enter the pavilion. Are you addicted?"

This old man is as poisonous as ever, but the red eyes and crying nose he is talking about are Miss Cang?

Qin Feng glanced at Cang Feilan and thought of yesterday. The latter's aggrieved look when she couldn't come up with the second couplet formed a sharp contrast with her heroic appearance in the battle just now.

"What are you looking at!" Cang Feilan said with a hint of shame and anger.

"Just look around here and there, just look around." Qin Feng responded in a low voice.

Cang Feilan glared at the old man: "You set the rules of Tingyuxuan, but there's nothing in the rules that says you can't ask someone to answer for you."

The old man was so angry that he laughed.