Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 201: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

"Please give the invitation to Madam, and tell her that it is my sister from Wei County who is here to pay her respects."

In front of the Jun Mansion, Mrs. Wang took out a visiting card from her package and handed it to the servant at the door.

The servant did not dare to be careless. He took the visiting card respectfully and quickly ran into the mansion.

"Madam is actually from the prefect's family?"

Song Zhiyan's surprised expression was just right.

Mrs. Wang smiled, which was considered as her agreement.

"Miss Song, today I am grateful to you and...this young master for your warm farewell." Mrs. Wang paused, her eyes moving around Yan Limo, as if looking for a suitable address.

After saying this, she enthusiastically pulled Song Zhiyan's arm with a satisfied smile on her face: "Miss Song, if Xue Ting has nothing to do, how about coming to Jun Mansion as a guest? I can also thank you."

Song Zhiyan shook her head and politely declined: "I appreciate your kindness, but how can I ask for a reward for helping others? However, if you want to find someone to accompany you to visit Qianzhou, I am willing to accompany you to enjoy the scenery of Qianzhou."

She was vigilant all the way and confirmed that Song Yuesheng really did not follow her.

However, even if Song Yuesheng didn't follow her, she wouldn't be able to jump around for a few days.

After all, today is the fifteenth day of the winter month.

"OK then."

Seeing how determined she was, Mrs. Wang felt a little regretful but had to put her original invitation on hold for the time being.

Song Zhiyan nodded at her: "Madam, you'd better go in as soon as possible. The snowstorm is getting intense again. Yan Limo and I will take our leave first."

Mrs. Wang smiled and watched the two of them leave.

She turned around and suddenly saw a figure slowly approaching from a distance.

Mrs. Wang looked at the person getting closer and closer, then took a closer look at his appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect that Xiaoyu has grown up so much. I am your aunt. I held you in my arms when you were a child. Remember?"

Jun Yu had been immersed in his own thoughts when suddenly a person appeared in front of him and spoke in a loud voice. He was startled and subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't move." Jun Yu frowned.

Mrs. Wang thought something had happened to Jun Yu. She took a step forward and said with concern and confusion in her voice, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, a crisp "click" sound came from her feet.

Mrs. Wang quickly raised her foot.

I saw an ebony hairpin appeared on the bluestone slab at some point, with an exquisite tree branch shape carved on the top.

There are two red beans and three transparent green leaves on the three branches.

And around the hairpin, several red beans were jumping on the bluestone slabs like seeds blown by the wind.

"This is……"

Mrs. Wang looked at the hairpin on the ground in confusion.

Just as she was about to reach out to pick it up, Jun Yu had already taken the lead and picked up the ebony hairpin.

Then, he carefully picked up the red beans scattered on the ground one by one, as if they were rare treasures.

Red beans express lovesickness, and nine red beans represent long-lasting meaning.

Has Xiaoyu already exchanged engagement invitations with another girl?

"Mother must be getting impatient."

Jun Yu's extremely cold voice fell into Mrs. Wang's ears. She came back to her senses and wanted to ask, but saw him leaving in the wind and snow.

Mrs. Wang suddenly felt that something bad had happened. What if something unexpected happened in such a windy and snowy day?

She spoke anxiously to the seemingly dull servant at the door: "Your master has left home, but you are still standing here. If something unexpected happens to you, you will have more heads than you can chop off!"

The servant calmly explained to Madam Wang, "Madam, you don't know that our young master is a disciple of Xuanwu Mountain. Taoist Wuchen knows magic, so the young master must know it too. He will be fine. Besides, the young master doesn't like people following him."

Mrs. Wang's eyes widened in shock.

Her nephew had been away from home for more than ten years, and he actually went to learn magic?

**

After Song Yuesheng watched the few people leave, he turned back and entered Yuhuchun.

On the one hand, she came here to observe whether Song Zhiyan followed the original plot. On the other hand, she wanted to find out the location of the soul-guiding candle from Feng Zhi.

The Soul-Guiding Candle is not only a treasure of the demon clan, but also one of the three precious artifacts for resurrecting Song Zhiyan.

If he hadn't known the plot, Song Yuesheng wouldn't have known that the soul-guiding candle had always been kept secretly by the cat demon clan.

If she takes it first, it will definitely reduce Song Zhiyan's wild aura a lot.

I just don't know if Song Zhiyan took the magic weapon away first when she went to the Ice Plateau to find it.

There are also the Sky Hook and the Spiritual Heart Drum...

If it had been guessed earlier that Song Zhiyan was a reborn person, she would not have stayed on the plateau for so long.

Song Yuesheng walked to the counter and asked Uncle Wang for the same room he had stayed in last time.

With the room as cover, she could use the Qingai Umbrella to take Feng Zhi to other places without being noticed by others.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang looked around mysteriously, then put his hands to his mouth and whispered, "Miss Sheng, you don't know, that room... is haunted..."

"Maybe someone was playing tricks at night. Uncle Wang, it's that room." Song Yuesheng didn't believe it and smiled at Uncle Wang.

The plot says that evil ghosts roam the human world and there are special ghost catchers to catch them. Once caught, they will be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and will never be able to come back to the human world again.

Those ghosts who can travel between the human world are all good ghosts. If they kill people, they will also fall into hell.

Evil ghosts specialize in killing people. If it was done by an evil ghost, there would be rumors in Qianzhou that "someone died suddenly in Yuhuchun."

Good ghosts are even less to be feared.

Seeing that Song Yuesheng was so persistent, Wang Bo relented and only accepted one or two taels of silver from her. He also asked her to promise not to tell anyone if she encountered anything strange.

But Song Yuesheng still wanted a pot of wine, but Uncle Wang was afraid to go upstairs, so he asked her to wait at the counter for a while and he went to the kitchen to get it for her.

When he met Feng Zhi on the road, Uncle Wang told him without hesitation that Song Yuesheng had moved into the haunted room.

Feng Zhi tapped his head a few times with a black folding fan and said with a smile, "Uncle Wang, go back first. I'll go get the wine for the little demon girl."

"……Yes."

Uncle Wang had heard various names and nicknames from Feng Zhi, but "little witch" really surprised him.

Whether she is a charming woman or a smart but almost charming woman, Miss Sheng does not look like that.

I can't figure it out.

When Song Yuesheng saw Feng Zhi walking behind Uncle Wang, she understood why Uncle Wang came back empty-handed.

"Little witch, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you mind having a drink with me?"

Feng Zhi shook the wine jug in his hand, still looking as if he was ready to tease a pretty woman.

"If you're not afraid of ghosts..." Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, opened the fan with a "swish", and half-hid his face, "I couldn't ask for more."

Feng Zhi showed an expression that said, "As expected."

He has been wearing the orchid jade pendant bought from the ghost market.

The fox charm of the little witch girl no longer worked on him.

I must regain my face today and avenge the humiliation I suffered that day.

However, when the two went upstairs and closed the door, Feng Zhi was grabbed by Song Yuesheng's arm.

His voice was as frivolous and provocative as always: "Little witch, you are so impatient...A-choo!"

However, he was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly sneezed involuntarily.

Take another look.

The room, which should have been warm and comfortable, was now covered with wind and snow.

The wind and snow were stronger than in Qianzhou, and the temperature was also incredibly cold.

However, what surprised him the most was that the little demon girl, who had only practiced for three hundred years, actually knew the magic of teleportation.

"Little witch, where is this strange place you brought me to with your teleportation magic?"

"puff--"

Feng Zhi broke free from Song Yuesheng's restraints and wanted to observe for a while, but a powerful magical power attacked him. He suddenly knelt on the snow and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Ice Plateau." Song Yuesheng touched his chin.

When Feng Zhi heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted and he looked at Song Yuesheng again.

She had a smile on her face and nothing happened.

How can it be!

His eight hundred years of cultivation were not enough to resist the remaining magic power, so how could a little demon like her be unharmed!

Moreover, the teleportation distance of the demon race varies depending on the strength of their cultivation.

It would take at least 1,800 years of cultivation to get from Qianzhou to the Ice Region Plateau.

By the way, did she bring an umbrella when she came?

Song Yuesheng walked towards him, shielding their figures with an umbrella, and said calmly: "To be precise, it is at one-third of the Ice Region Plateau."

This is also the highest point she can reach with the Qingai umbrella.

The uncomfortable feeling disappeared instantly. Feng Zhi looked up in surprise, only to see Song Yuesheng leaning down and looking at him at eye level.

"Feng Zhi, I'm going to ask you a question. Think about it before you answer. If you answer well, I'll take you away. If you don't answer well, I'll take you to the foot of the mountain and you can go back to Qianzhou by yourself."

If she wasn't worried that she would be punished if Feng Zhi was left here and died immediately, she wouldn't have taken any unnecessary steps.

Tsk.

Damn memory.

Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes and asked: "Have you mentioned the soul-guiding candle to other people?"

Feng Zhi thought for a moment, a confused expression flashed across his face: "What kind of candles? Did the incense and candle shop just order them from Kyoto?"

"As a fellow demon, Feng Zhi, are you sure you don't know the Soul-Guiding Candle?" Song Yuesheng's eyes narrowed, and she glanced at Feng Zhi indifferently, with a hint of coldness in her tone.

"Ah? The demon race knows this kind of thing? Little demon girl, how about you tell me about it?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in Feng Zhi's voice.

Song Yuesheng understood.

He intends to play dumb to the end.

Then she grabbed Feng Zhi's clothes and sent him to the foot of the mountain.

"Okay, go back by yourself."

Feng Zhi looked at the scenery that suddenly changed again, then looked at Song Yuesheng who was distancing himself from him... and the green paper umbrella in his hand.

There is no snow here, but she is still holding an umbrella.

Could it be that this umbrella is the weapon that the little witch picked up from the Ice Plateau?

Feng Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pounced towards Song Yuesheng as swiftly as a cheetah.

They both fell to the ground in the snow.

The Qingai umbrella slipped from Song Yuesheng's hand and rolled to the side.

Feng Zhi reacted quickly, grabbed the falling Qingai umbrella with nimble hands, and stood up steadily.

With a playful smile on his face, he looked at Song Yuesheng in front of him and said softly, "Little witch, if you are willing to say a few good words, maybe I will consider taking you back with me."

"If you can make me happy, I will consider taking you back."

Song Yuesheng brushed off the fallen snow on her skirt and called back the Qingai umbrella.

The Qingai Umbrella can be summoned at will, but the umbrella spirit of Luochuan cannot.

Ha ha.