Chapter Six Leaving Shucheng

  The ghost stared intently all night, with a worried look on his face. On the other hand, Guieye was at ease and even asked Zhao to move a chair over for him to sit on, where he leisurely drank tea without any signs of worry.

  "Master!" Qī Shēng rushed in front of Guǐ Yǎn and cried out discontentedly.

  "What's wrong?" The ghost-eyed man stared at Ghost Birth with a strange and innocent expression.

  "You're not worried about your junior sister at all." Guisheng said helplessly.

  "You think you're the soul, but I trust the soul's abilities, and..." The ghost eye suddenly smiled and stopped talking.

  This is getting out of hand, what does this sentence even mean? "Master, I..."

  "It's done." Ghost Eye interrupted Ghost Sheng's question and stood up directly facing Zhao Yuanwai, saying: "It's over, Zhao Yuanwai, what do you think?"

  "Oh, yes, yes, please wait a moment." Zhao also felt the obvious change in the courtyard and hastily said with a smile. He turned around and immediately ordered his servants to go to the accounting room to fetch money.

  "Master." The ghost came to Guiyan's side and called out, with a somewhat strange expression.

  "Soul, didn't someone snatch your stuff?" Ghost Eye asked immediately.

  "Who's so bold," Guī Shēng said, his eyes full of incredulity and deep sympathy for the hapless person.

  "A low-ranking underworld messenger." The ghost said faintly.

  "Alas!"

  "Alas!"

  The two masters and disciples simultaneously bowed to the man with a sympathetic tear, just as the little servant also returned. Qī Shēng and Mù Yá both stepped forward and took one copy each, Mù Yá's copy was kept by himself, the young master's family didn't bother with this point, so every time it arrived at his place. While Qī Shēng obediently handed over to the ghost. Then looked at the ghost expectantly. The ghost's eyes were also staring at the ghost eagerly.

  "Alright." The ghost said helplessly.

  The two of them immediately beamed with joy, almost dancing for joy.

  "Zhao Yuanwai, we'll take our leave first." Guiyan said with a smile, looking at Zhao Yuanwai.

  "Alright, alright, Master Guiyan, take your time. Wu Guanjia, come, see the master off." Zhao Yuanwai said with a smile all over his face.

  Guī Yǎn bowed and turned around, leaving with Guǐ Hún and Guǐ Shēng.

  "Your Highness?" asked Mugen, stepping forward.

  "We'll go too." He said and turned around to leave directly.

  "Zhao Yuanwai, our young master has an urgent matter, we need to leave first." Mu Ya said with a slight apology.

  "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing." Zhao Wai hastily said, this Bai Yu Gongzi has a mysterious background, not something he can...

  Mù yá wēi wēi yī xiào, zhuǎn shēn lí kāi.

  Translation:

  He smiled slightly and turned away.

  Even this little book boy is extraordinary, at the age of 12 or 13, he speaks like a young master of a noble family. Zhao's husband smiled and didn't think about it anymore. The second lady made ginseng soup for him, and just now someone was calling her to go over. Staying up all night to do these things for him, she is truly virtuous and talented, and her appearance is much more beautiful than the original wife. Hehe, I'd better hurry over...

  On the official road outside Shucheng, a horse-drawn carriage was moving slowly forward. The driver would occasionally look at the curtain-covered carriage with a strange gaze, then shake his head strangely. Forget it, just focus on driving to the next destination...

  "What!" Guisheng shouted again! The driver couldn't help but turn his head and take another look... "And now, Zhao Yuanwai, where is he?"

  "This is no longer our business, we have completed the entrusted task and received the commission. Zhao Yuanwai has nothing to do with us anymore." Gui Yan said with a smile, then turned to look at the ghost soul and said: "Soul, how long has it been since we last went to Zui Xian Lou?"

  "Master, Zui Xian Lou is in the capital." The ghost's head didn't even lift, still focused on the book spread out on his knees.

  "Then let's go to the capital!" Qī Shēng suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

  "Yes, yes, and the capital city will probably have deaths too, and the price might be even higher." Guiyan smiled slyly as he gazed at the ghost, his tone carrying a hint of enticement.

  The ghost raised its head, narrowed its eyes and sized up the two of them, then let out a helpless sigh and nodded slightly. "Alright."

  "Coachman, let's go to the capital!" Guisheng lifted the curtain and said with a big laugh.

  The coachman trembled all over, and nodded his head in fear. Alas, when can I get rid of these three pests? Along the way, my heart was frightened by the ghostly affairs spoken by these people, and it was finally sent to the next town to end, but... alas, it seems that going out still needs to check the almanac.

  ……

  "Prince?" Muyao looked at Changqingzi and called out softly.

  Chang Qingzi remained silent, her eyes tightly closed, her body swaying back and forth with the motion of the horse carriage. When she heard Mu Ya's voice, she opened her eyes slightly, narrowing them as she looked at him: "En?"

  "Sir, aren't we following Miss Ghost and them?" Mugen asked.

  Chang Qing's mouth slightly hooked, looking at Mu Ya and asked: "Why say that?"

  "I know, young master has been searching for someone who can be considered an opponent, and now that person has been found, are you just going to let Miss Ghost off..."

  "Not necessarily." The corners of Zhang Qingzi's mouth curved even more, and he lightly opened his lips to say: "We will meet again, and it doesn't need me to make an effort. The time when we meet again won't be too long either."

  "Well, young master, where are we going now?" Mu Ya asked.

  "The capital." Chang Qingzi replied softly and closed his eyes again.

  The wooden awning was lifted and the car curtain was opened, and he instructed the driver in a low voice, then slowly closed his eyes.

  ……

  "Master, what's wrong with you?" a gentle female voice asked, slightly choked with tears.

  "It's nothing, just a pain for the past month." The handsome man said nonchalantly, but the beads of sweat on his face and his pale complexion didn't quite put people at ease. "By the way, what brings you here?"

  "Young master, the host has asked you to return home once, but didn't say what specific matter it is." The woman hastily said.

  "Got it." The man said with a frown.

  "Master, why don't we set off now? Your body is just right for the master of the house to see, perhaps..."

  "Shut up!" The man suddenly turned cold and stopped looking at the beauty beside him with tears on her face, but instead walked hard to the bed. "The order has been delivered, you can leave now."

  The woman was about to speak up, but seeing the man's unpleasant expression, she hesitated for a long time and left instead.

  As soon as the woman left, the man sneered twice. "Go home? Ha ha, I'm afraid something has happened to her, how ridiculous."

  Ah! The man couldn't help but cry out, this pain was truly bone-deep. It wasn't the kind of pain that would numb with time, but rather it pulled on every nerve, and his body could clearly feel this suffering. That woman, he had deeply remembered her! And those eyes that seemed to see right through him!