Everyone owes me a favor

Feng Ruyu thought sadly, God, you are bullying me.

After matching the horoscope, it is time to agree on an auspicious date.

When talking about the wedding date, Jiang Shenxian thought of the precedents of those red things turning white, and it was inevitable that he was absent-minded.

This time, the result he calculated for the new couple was still auspicious, just like those couples of young men and women who were so beautiful at such a young age.

Now, Immortal Jiang could no longer believe in her own abilities.

He stared blankly at the two pieces of paper in hand, feeling sad.

The fate of a lone star, the fate of a lonely star, and keeping one's heart in a shadow are not good fates.

These two people are so fateful, I am afraid that they have suffered a lot since they were young, and now they have finally got a good marriage. If they marry elsewhere, they may still have a good life with their eyebrows raised and their children around their knees.

Even if he didn't tell the two of them, someone else would tell him about it, but he knew that his fortune-telling was inaccurate, so he concealed it and refused to report it. Even if he got this money, it would damage the way of heaven, destroy the morality, and ruin the good fortune.

Immortal Jiang glanced at the silver ingot reluctantly, looked away from the top, stroked his long beard, put down the half-turned Huang Li, sighed, and truthfully told Feng Rugu and others that newlyweds were frequently killed in Meihua Town one thing.

After hearing Jiang Shenxian's story about the whole incident, Feng Rugu raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a bad thing?"

Immortal Jiang sighed: "That monster is very powerful and cunning. Jiang is only familiar with Ziwei Doushu and Zhouyi gossip. On the way to subdue the monster, he is really short in skills and it is difficult to bind the monster. If the two of you want to get married, go to Let's go somewhere else. The world is so long, there is always a place where the landscape is clean. I may not be able to calculate this hexagram accurately, and I don't want your money. Go, go."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Shenxian pushed Yinzi to Feng Rugu.

Feng Ruyuan lowered his head, tapped the silver with his fingertips twice, picked up the corner of his mouth playfully, put aside the kit, took out another ingot of silver, placed it side by side with the previous ingot, and pushed it back to Immortal Jiang: "I am with you." Miss You is getting married, and she needs to choose a yard, Daoist Jiang is familiar with Meihua Town inside and out, I'm afraid I will trouble you to move out of the pavilion, and help us search for it."

Jiang Shenxian was a little annoyed: "Mr. Feng, everything Jiang said is true, not just talking nonsense!"

Feng Rugu smiled and said, "Children of the Jianghu, are you afraid of ghosts and monsters?"

As he said that, he turned to Ruyi, hooked his little finger under the table and shook it, and deliberately asked, "Miss You, are you afraid?"

Miss You, who was full of ghosts and ghosts, looked at him coldly, raised her little finger, and pressed down Feng Ruyu's evil hand: "What about you?"

Feng Rugu scratched his palm with his index finger without changing his face: "I will protect Miss You."

Ruyi put his index finger against his thumb: "I will also protect you."

Feng Rugu put his little finger and ring finger between Ru Zhang's open fingers, and continued to call him: "Miss You..."

Feng Ruyi really likes to call him "Miss You", and every time he calls him like that, Ruyi's face will darken accordingly, which is really interesting.

Over there, Ruyi frowned.

Even after seeing it many times, Ruyi still can't see Feng Ruyuan's frivolous and frivolous appearance.

He always thought that Feng Ruyu might do the same to others.

A lot of speculations about Feng Ruyu always disturbed his originally calm heart lake. Now that he sees Feng Ruyu committing the same old problem again, his heart lake suddenly became choppy, and he clenched his fingers hard In his hand, Feng Rugu's five fingers slipped into his fingers, forming an ambiguous gesture with him.

The next moment, Feng Rugu's body lost his balance. In addition, the tables and chairs in Immortal Jiang's house were all old things. The stool Feng Rugu was sitting on had its left and right legs one up and one down. inside.

Ruyi didn't expect things to turn out like this, so his body froze for a while, and he wanted to ask him if he hurt from the fall, but he was afraid that he would be exposed in front of outsiders by talking too much, so he could only look down at him with a little worry.

When Feng Rugu raised his eyes to look at him, he bumped into the slightly rippling spring water at the corner of his eyes.

He suddenly felt that the touch on his hand became very clear, numb and hot, and the fingertips had the hard calluses that people who practice swords often have, but the joints were not particularly hard.

In short, holding Ruyi's hand made Feng Ruzhi feel very happy.

Feng Ruyi felt a little playful, and approached Ruyi's ear.

Ruyi thought he was going to complain about herself, so she lowered her head, accommodating his movements, and prepared to listen to his coquettishness.

Unexpectedly, Feng Rugu commented on him in a low voice with a smile: "...Little prostitute thief."

These three words made Ruyi confused.

After reflecting on the meaning of these three characters, he almost exploded immediately, angry and ashamed, within a few moments, the tips of his ears were red as if they were about to bleed.

he?He said he was naughty...

It is clear that he is the same as before——

Feng Rugu, whose chest was heaving with anger, showed a little color with three words successfully, straightened up, closed the fan held in the other hand with a smile, and pressed it to his lips, thinking, this time he It's time to hate me.

As everyone knows, his playful and complacent look is even more called Ru Yi's Qi and blood retrograde.

A strange impulse surged back and forth in Ruyi's heart, almost wanting to push this guy down to the ground, and make a good theory.

Why do you want to use your name in vain?

People like Feng Ruyuan who don't know...don't know what shame is, should—

Behind him, Chang Boning's cough woke him up from the abnormal dream.

Jiang Shenxian's ears were warmed up, and he secretly thought that he had never seen such a shameless disciple as Feng Rugu.

In the public, not only flirting with girls who have not left the court, but also saying some obscene and shameless words, embarrassing Miss You into such a pink-faced and spring-like appearance, it is really outrageous.

Feng Rugu turned around, faced Immortal Jiang, and brought the topic back to the right track: "If you meet a ghost, we will catch the ghost. Daoist Jiang only needs to do things for us. If everything goes well, we will thank you afterwards."

Jiang Shenxian thought, isn't this stupid and bold?

However, if you say something that doesn't please you, good words are hard to persuade, damn ghosts, if they refuse to listen, then life and death will be left to chance.

In the end, the auspicious date was set on July [-]th and after the [-]th.

Feng Rugu left two ingots of silver, agreed to give Jiang Shenxian a day to look for a house with good Fengshui in the town, and after agreeing to inspect the house tomorrow, he left the divination hall with a group of people.

However, he walked less than ten steps and turned back again.

Because he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found two or three pairs of clean new insoles hanging by the window of this ancient "guide library".

After making a visual inspection, he poked his head in from the window and asked Immortal Jiang, who was happily putting money into his sleeve, and said, "Daoist Jiang, besides asking you to tell good and bad luck and determine Feng Shui, I can ask for some other things." Do you want to add a head?"

Hearing the sound, Immortal Jiang quickly pressed the smelly copper thing under his sleeve, instantly regained his sense of immortality, and nodded reservedly: "Mr. Feng, please tell me."

Feng Rugu asked: "Do these insoles have owners?"

Immortal Jiang didn't understand why Feng Rugu asked this question: "These belong to my apprentice. I just bought them yesterday, washed them once, and plan to dry them before using them."

"...It seems that the difference is not much." Feng Rugu looked at it for a while, picked up the two pairs of insoles, and shook them at Immortal Jiang, "I took them away. Daoist Jiang, see you later."

Before Daoist Jiang blinked, Feng Rugu disappeared together with the insole.

Immortal Jiang: "..."

...Who is it!

After leaving the hall, Feng Rugu found a tea drinking hall in the town, and used it as a resting place.

For so many years, he could not change his habit of being a delicate young master from a merchant family.

Inside, sandalwood is lingering, green tents are flying, and the girl serving tea stands Tingting. There is an elegant woman who demonstrates tea art in front of everyone. She chooses Shuangjing tea from red and green yarn, and grinds it Fragrance, and then poured into it with a piece of fragrant spring, and tossed in several small cups.

In the end, everyone only got a small cup of tea.

Luo Fuchun, who had long been thirsty, held the tea bowl and sighed sincerely: "It's too little to feed a cat."

The waitress making tea: "..."

Sang Luojiu smiled slightly, nudged him with his knee, motioned him not to be rude, and handed him his own cup to quench his thirst.

Because of Chang Boning's gentle and elegant appearance, surrounded by two Yingyans, they asked him how the tea tasted and whether he liked it.

Chang Boning responded with a cute smile to their overtures, but in his heart he was still thinking about the way Feng Rugu and Ruyi were holding hands back and forth under the table just now.

The two girls thought they were outstanding in appearance, and they were not low-minded. They found that Chang Boning was not interested in them at all, and secretly felt bored, so they turned around and left the private room.

Because Ruyi was wearing a woman's make-up, she became very clean in the clean hall surrounded by incense, she just sat quietly, not saying a word.

Feng Rugu turned his back to the crowd and lowered his body, wondering what was going on under the table.

After a long while, Feng Ruyuan straightened up and said, "Although Immortal Jiang loves money, his nature is not bad, and he has some morals and deeds. He is not an ignorant idiot."

Chang Boning nodded: "Yes, there is a natural freshness in the guide hall, which shows that he has a good relationship, and he is not completely in vain."

Luo Fuchun doubted: "But didn't he make many mistakes in divination of good and bad luck before?"

"That's the problem. Those people's lives should have had this catastrophe." Feng Rugu said, "The matter of death and life is related to the way of heaven. This is a number of days that cannot be calculated with the ability of Immortal Jiang. Only after death , so that he can know later, and predict good or bad."

Since Ruyi put on women's clothes, he talked very little. Now that there are no outsiders, he talked a little more: "Yes, it seems that something is wrong. According to common sense, that female puppet should have escaped long ago."

"That's right, that's exactly the case." Feng Rugu said, "Jiangnan is Fengling Immortal Lord, and ordinary monsters would not dare to confront her head-on. She came to Plum Blossom Town to investigate the case, and knew about many villains in the town. If the female puppet just wants to kill people for fun, where can she not kill them? Seeing the arrival of the fairy king, she should know how to restrain herself and take advantage of the opportunity to escape. Why did she murder the people in the town once Jiangnan left? ?”

What is the relationship between that female puppet and this Plum Blossom Town?

Chang Boning leaned his body a little towards him: "Then it's the same, where do you plan to start the investigation?"

Feng Rugu said: "The female puppets started killing people a few months ago. So, when it comes to asking women, of course we have to go to places where there are many women."

Feng Ruyuan supported the table, stood up, and said, "I'm going to investigate, you guys wait here for a while."

Ruyi also got up: "I will go too."

If he doesn't go, who knows what outrageous things Feng Rugu will do to those girls?

However, the next moment, he felt something was wrong.

Others present also noticed it one after another, and looked at Feng Ruyu in unison.

Chang Boning understood what happened just by looking at it, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed.

Sang Luojiu also laughed, holding his chin and thinking, Master is so cute.

Only Luo Fuchun asked straightforwardly: "...Master, are you a little taller?"

Feng Ruyuan stomped his feet, turned around and walked out: "Nonsense, I was originally this tall."

...With two layers of insoles and the thickness of the soles, he is finally about the same height as Ruyi.

Feng Ruyuan thought aggrievedly, the son was actually taller than his father, it was outrageous.

Ruyi looked at his slightly unsteady back because of raising his feet, his heart suddenly softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It wasn't until the corners of his mouth became slightly sour that Ruyi realized something, and covered his mouth with a gauze in surprise.

...I...was actually laughing?