Chapter 37 Xun, Wind of the Eight Trigrams

  The boss yawned and continued: "To make a long story short. You also saw that... uh, wooden door."

  The wooden door suddenly became displeased, "This young master has a name, even if this young master is just a house spirit, this young master still has a name!!"

  Fang Xiaoling's eyes turned cold as she shot a glance at the noisy wooden door, which finally subsided. In a weak voice, she said: "As Fang Ling of the Xun Manor, I should also have an 'Xun' character in my name. Last time, that Chen something came here and divined a hexagram for me, giving me this name."

  "Chen Ah Si." Fang Xiao Ling added coldly.

  Mu Tie Men has learned his lesson this time and replied, "Right, Chen Ah Si. He gave me a name, called Feng Xuan."

  "Hmm, that's quite convenient." Fang Xiaoling glanced at it and felt that it had been brushed by someone. "Xun is the wind position in the Qiankun Bagua, so it's Feng Xun. I wonder if what I said is correct?"

  The wooden door was humming and buzzing there, also hard to refute.

  "It's just a name, I really don't know what you're fussing about!" Ah Zi said impatiently. His afternoon nap was ruined like this!! He didn't get angry enough to kick them out already being considerate of the boss's face.

  "So, the wooden... no, the wind. The boss chuckled and continued, "Since I said it's a house spirit, there must be some basis for it. The old mansion of the Wen family is located in the direction of the wind character, belonging to the southeast position... The heavenly way has an effect on monsters as well. Monsters nourish themselves with spiritual energy..."

  Fang Xiaoling finally couldn't bear it after he had been talking for nearly an incense stick's worth of time, "Would you please speak plainly."

  That's what you call getting straight to the point, are you sure you're not here to tease me?! Grandpa, I know I was wrong, can't you just let it go?! Fang Xiaoling is secretly wailing in her heart, unfortunately no one hears.

  "That is to say, on the lower left side of Fang Ling's body, there is a seal mark. Fang Xiaoling, you can take a look at your left waist and abdomen." The boss yawned, his eyes lazily swept over Fang Xiaoling, who had turned around, but didn't know where he was looking again.

  Fang Xiaoling felt a bit awkward, after all, she was a female, and it was embarrassing to check her own body in front of this room full of non-human males.

  She stomped her foot, gritted her teeth and hid behind the screen, shouting loudly: "Who dares to come in and peek, I, I'll..." What could she do... Besides that wooden door trash with a combat power of 5, she was the one who would be slaughtered. Realizing this, she suddenly wanted to just crash into the wall until she fainted.

  A Zi suppressed her smile, looking up at the dark wooden beam with her big round eyes, seemingly lost in thought. The boss was even more calm and continued to walk away, not even bothering to change his expression, still wearing that innocent face. The wooden door had obviously not yet reached home, as its body was here, it couldn't avoid it, so it kept muttering "Little lady, old ancestor, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything... A gentleman has words, don't look if it's not polite, don't speak if it's not polite, don't listen if it's not polite..." Fortunately, the wooden door it possessed was originally made of red wood, so you couldn't tell how red its face was, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

  Fang Xiaoling took a deep breath and decided to temporarily ignore the idiots outside. Her clothes were still the ones her boss had helped her prepare at the time, with some minor modifications made by her own spiritual power. However, it was difficult to deal with the interconnected parts, and she couldn't just tear off that one piece to check, let alone take them off directly - her nerves weren't that numb yet.

  She bit her lip and thought for a moment, then poked out a small head from behind the screen, "Can I have a robe?"

  “……”

  In an instant, all the male creatures in the house stared straight at her, but the meaning in their eyes was much more complicated. The boss coughed lightly and glanced out of the window with a vacant expression, apparently not intending to intervene. Ah Zi let out a resigned sigh and took out a plain long gown from a nearby cabinet.

  "Trouble is, women are just trouble," Ah Zi said with a sigh, still handing the folded robe to Fang Xiaoling. Fang Xiaoling smiled gratefully at him, while Xiao Hai turned his head and hummed again, lifting his leg to walk back to his small stool, his little face slightly flushed.

  Fang Xiao rubbed his nose awkwardly and withdrew his small head.

  After a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, what followed was an eerie silence. Ah Zi almost thought she had fallen asleep inside, but then...

  "Bang!"

  The screen was kicked away with one foot, and Fang Xiaoling's face was full of anger, obviously extremely emotionally unstable.

  "Am I interesting?"

  "No." The boss leaned against his head with one hand, apparently not surprised by this situation at all. "I don't have the leisure to play with you. If you don't believe me, you can take a look at Feng Xun's department. Still don't believe it? I can also catch another house spirit for you to see."

  "You..." Fang Xiaoling glared at him, her tightly clenched fist slowly bleeding from the sharp fingernails, but she didn't care. Her attention wasn't on that, she urgently wanted an answer from his mouth... "Who am I? Or what exactly am I?"

  "It's not the time to say that yet, and even if you knew now, it wouldn't be of much use. The boss switched hands to continue propping up his head, "Xun Qing is more important than yourself, isn't he?"

  Fang Xiaolong took a deep breath and restrained himself from punching him. "What exactly do you want to say?"

  "Zhang Zuoyan, cannot be killed."

  Fang Xiaoling's hair stood on end, but the anger that followed made her blurt out: "He designed to harm Xun Qing, this reason is enough for me to move against him. But he's just a human being, why can't I kill? It was you who told me to pay attention to Zhang Zuoyan, how come now it's backfiring?"

  The boss slowly shook his head, and the pitiful look in his eyes made Fang Xiaoling's heart skip a beat. "I thought you'd be smarter than that, but you've got involved with Xun Qing... tsk, what an IQ."

  "Get to the point." Fang Xiaoling's words were squeezed out one by one, she was desperately suppressing her restless emotions, afraid that a single mistake would lead to direct action against her boss.

  "I didn't mention that I had you pay attention to Zhang Suoyan, and you wasted a lot of time. For now, let's just praise you for being on the right track with Liu Yuanyuan. The boss was still leisurely, but his deep eyes couldn't reveal any emotions. "If Zhang Suoyan really wanted to deal with Xun Qing, would he go around in such a big circle? His speed of directly taking action is the fastest, after all, he's been a 'good brother' for many years. This opportunity is available as much as you want, and there's no need to cover people's ears, after all, 'dead people' won't speak."

  Fang Xiao Ling lowered her eyelids, and the tightly clenched fist slowly loosened. The initial anger had passed, and doubts began to surface. "That Zhang Zhaoyan...?"

  The boss yawned again, but this time he directly gave the order to ask them to leave. "I'm sleepy, whatever it is, let's talk about it next time."

  "If looks could kill, the boss would probably be sliced into pieces by her. What if I had to ask?"

  "Alright then, what else can you give me?" The boss's eyes sparkled with interest, his black pupils shining brightly under slightly raised eyebrows.

  She shouldn't have asked... This vampire...

  "I'm leaving." Fang Xiaoling uttered two words stiffly, then expressionlessly floated away, not forgetting to slam the poor wooden door shut with a bang.

  "Ow... this old body of mine will eventually be ruined by this little lady's hands." The wooden door gritted its teeth and said, clearly in pain.

  A Zi looked at the boss with a questioning gaze and said: "Is that it? If we let things go on like this, she'll end up owing a debt of blood sooner or later, and then..."

  The boss smiled lightly and said with absolute certainty: "She won't."

  "But she just obviously wanted to kill Zhang Zuoyan. The demon with a blood debt will inevitably disturb Yan Jun, if it's just sending Hei Bai Wu Chang, it's okay, but if the old man comes in person, it won't be easy to fool him."

  "Originally, I thought that even if Xun Qing was involved, she wouldn't go so far as to kill Zhang Zuoyan, but just give him a hard time and make him behave. I've already said this much, if she still can't see the hidden danger in it, then... The narrowed eyes seemed even more deep-set, with a flash of murderous intent in their depths, "Don't blame me for taking some extreme measures."

  "Oh, right! The things Zhang Suoyan gave you are all in the box." Ah Zi suddenly remembered the trunk he had carried in earlier and curiously asked, "What's inside that's so heavy? It almost crushed me!"

  "If you want to watch, then watch, I didn't stop you." The boss yawned countless times tonight, shifted his whole body down and slipped into the quilt. "Sleep, don't make a fuss for nothing."

  A Zi obtained the pardon, and began to pry open the box. The box had two strips of tape on it, no hidden lock, and there were no strange symbols on the tape. A Zi chuckled and grabbed a dagger handle, and with a few quick movements, she opened the tape.

  "I still think it's better not to look." The wooden door said in a low voice, unwilling to be ignored again.

  A Zi didn't care about it and directly waved her hand saying: "Don't want to see, go away."

  "I'd like to, but I'm stuck." said the wooden door with its neck jammed.

  "Who made you move? If you don't want to see, close your eyes!" Ah Zi hummed, just about to brush aside the troublesome paper scraps, "Uh..."

  "What's what?"

  A Zi covered the box again and rolled her eyes at the wooden door: "You didn't want to see it, did you?"

  The wooden door still stubbornly said: "Not wanting to see doesn't mean not wanting to know."

  She stared at it for half a moment, then suddenly let out a strange laugh. "You want to see, huh? Well, as you wish." Then, in front of the wooden door, she opened the box again and even dutifully brushed away the paper scraps.

  After waiting for the wooden door to see what was inside, it directly disappeared for a cup of tea's time. Then, a sharp voice soared to an unprecedented height.

  "Ahhh!!!!!!"

  The boss was laughing uncontrollably under the quilt, and Ah Zi couldn't help but burst out laughing too.

  "Haha... Oh my! Hahahaha..."