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Chapter 113 [Sexual Ghost]

 Cheng Yufei was flying high in the sky, and saw that the shore where the river turned ahead were densely arranged.

There are thatched houses in it, but more of them are black tiled roofs.

Various boats coming and going on the river are large and small, sailing and rowing.

Several streets paved with bluestone in the town are similar to those arranged in tic toes, and the streets are crowded with people.

There were actually two piers by the river. The one near the town was next to the town, which was significantly smaller. At this time, there were many people around the pier, accompanied by gongs and drums. It turned out that a troupe was singing opera on the pier.

The larger pier in the distance mostly stopped by cargo ships. Not far from the pier, there were also dense crowds of people, and there was constant fragrance and mist swaying in the sky.

It must be Jiang Bo Temple.

Cheng Yu lowered his height and landed on a tall locust tree on the side of the road. He turned around and saw Jiafei and Hou Siniang coming.

In Jiangkou Town, Cheng Yu did not rashly summon human form souls, but instead conveyed his own thoughts to the cat demon through the connection with Jiafei's qi.

The cat demon walked behind Hou Siniang, looked at the little sparrow high on the branch, nodded secretly, and asked Hou Siniang:

"Let's just stop, can you accurately sense your handsome breath?"

"Reporting to the fairy, I can only sense that he is currently in the town, as if he is near the small pier."

"Near the small dock?"

Upon hearing this, Jiafei jumped to the top of a tall locust tree beside her, and her toes were lit with branches as thin as chopsticks, and she looked into the distance with her head.

"But next to the town, there are two large weeping willows?"

She stood on the top of the tree and asked at Si Niang.

Hou Siniang nodded and said yes.

At this time, Cheng Yu fell on Jiafei's shoulder, and the two fell back to the ground together. Jiafei asked Hou Siniang:

"There is a opera troupe on the dock, singing a ghost-catching show. Do you still dare to go?"

"Ah? My Dalang is there too. Could it be that something happened, right?"

"Oh! You care about him very much. Don't worry, I've seen him just now, floating in the backstage of the opera troupe. I don't know what to watch. I guess I was fascinated by watching the opera."

"Oh, that's great, fairy."

After Si Niang finished speaking, she turned toward the small wharf at the entrance of the town.

As I walked along the way, I saw that the people in the town were dressed as well as those in Qingchuan County. I thought that I would take advantage of the full-town traffic here and it was a wealthy town.

Soon, I saw the crowds of people in front of me, and the gongs and drums "bang bang" sounded densely. Cheers came from time to time from time to time, which made Jiafei and Cheng Yu both remember the two scenes I watched in the county town on the night of the New Year.

At this time, a man with a red face came up from the stage, wearing a scorched python robe, holding a copper hammer in one hand and a book in the other, and walked up to the stage with his head shaking his head. Two clowns who were obviously dressed as little ghosts were followed by him. It turned out that it was a scene of a judge catching a ghost.

It must have been a big fuss in the town during this period. Although Jiang Bo Temple was in the middle of the city, everyone was still scared. So a wealthy family invited a opera troupe to perform a drama to fight ghosts, which was also good to drive away evil spirits.

Jia Fei, who was in the audience, recognized at first glance that the blushing man was the one who was beaten out of his body by the judge of the Wujun Palace who was too deeply involved in the play on the night of the Summer Festival.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the opera troupe ran from the county town to Jiangkou Town.

At that time, the man was a general with a face, and then he became a judge with a face red face. From this point of view, the actors in this team are more interesting than me, a giant monster.

There is a face below the stage, and there are thousands of faces on the stage.

It's extremely interesting, but I don't know how it's like to pretend to be someone else on stage.

After looking closer, the soul fire became even more intense after this man was beaten out of his soul. It must be because he tasted the drunkenness of the Sparrow Immortal. In this way, he was a blessing in disguise.

At this time, Hou Siniang had no intention of watching the show because there was a tiger-headed sword that was one person high in each corner of the stage.

The cold light shone on the blade, which made her dead soul uneasy.

With her heart's sense, she slowly floated to the backstage of the opera troupe, but she saw the Qian family Dalang standing in the backstage, wearing a black veil and wearing a black scarf to protect her head and face. She was motionless, not knowing what she was watching.

Hou Siniang walked around the four tiger-headed knives on the stage and floated to Qian Rujian's side. However, he still didn't notice that Siniang had floated to him.

Si Niang was confused. Usually, they could be able to interact with each other if they were far apart. What happened to Dalang today?

She followed Qian Rujian's eyes, but saw a curtain surrounded by a cloth in the corner of the backstage. Through the curtain, the little lady dressed in green clothes was untied and changing costumes.

"Da Lang! You!"

Hou Siniang was shocked and angry, and shouted to Qian Rujian.

Qian Rujian, who was just seeing the sensation, suddenly heard someone calling him behind him. He was so scared that he shivered. He turned his head and saw that it was Hou Siniang. He then recovered. His face turned red and he smiled embarrassedly:

"Si Niang, when will you come back?"

"I'll ask you, what are you looking at?"

"I...I didn't see much. I'm watching the show, but I'm watching the show."

Hou Siniang pointed at the direction of the stage and asked sternly:

"Where is the play?"

"This... I haven't seen the backstage of the opera troupe, I just want to take a look. I'm not upset, I really only took a look for my husband."

"Bah! I've been watching you since the moment, and it turns out that I'm staring at the actor changing his clothes. I've been watching the full cup of tea, and I haven't even looked back once.

You are also a scholar, don’t you understand the principle of not being polite? No wonder you rushed to go to any errands that disturbed the house of a wealthy wife…”

"Enough! What scholar? Are you still human beings now? I just saw it, how?

To tell you the truth, not only did I see it, but I even floated up the kang of the rich lady."

"You! I... My Siniang Hou is really blind. Why is life so miserable? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Hearing the two dead souls quarreled in the background, Cheng Yu shook his head in his heart.

Even if you do something with a man or a woman, it is still so complicated...

There are all kinds of things in the world, each with its own warmth and coldness.

Cheng Yu, who was feeling moved, suddenly felt a cold around him, and his heart moved. After placing the bird's body far away in a proper eaves, he slowly summoned his soul, but unexpectedly saw that it was Wu Junzhuang Dakuan who personally brought a group of gangster generals Wu Jue to Jiangkou Town.

"Mr. Cheng, I haven't seen each other for many days, and I'm getting more and more energetic."

Wu Junzhuang Dakuan glanced at Cheng Yu's soul, then clasped his fists and bowed and said with a smile.

Cheng Yu bowed and bowed, turned to look at the pair of quarreling black souls in the background.

Wu Jun followed Cheng Yu's gaze and frowned and said:

"This is the soul you are talking about invisible? Well, the black veil is indeed isolated from the breath. If it does not float into the air, it will be difficult to identify. Did the black veils of the two of them come from the black dragon?"

Cheng Yu nodded and said:

"Yes, that woman's soul is indeed saying this. They are now considered to be the accomplices raised by the black dragon. They help him pretend to be a god and deceive the incense."

"This black dragon is really hateful. It actually bullied me from the head of the Wujun Palace, hum..."

Wu Jun let out a fierce anger, but he was unable to deal with the black dragon at the moment.

While the two of them were chatting in the air, a pair of dead souls who were arguing not far away also noticed this place, and suddenly a group of Yinjun Hall wearing Yin helmets and Yin armor came.

Hou Siniang was better, but Qian Rujian was so scared that she was shocked, as if she was back to the time she was caught and raped under the bed that night.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but feel panic. He left Hou Siniang and quickly turned around and floated quickly to the other side of the town.

"Da Lang! You..."

Hou Siniang subconsciously wanted to protect him, but she remembered the way he looked just now, looked at the panicked expression of running away alone, and then remembered that night that he left himself and escaped from the door.

So she paused, stood in the air in a weak position, staring at Qian Rujian's back with her eyes blank, and had already floated out of the backstage of the troupe and walked under the shade of willow trees more than ten feet away.

Cheng Yu looked up and saw that Qian Rujian was in the direction where Jiang Bo Temple was located.

"The evil man still wants to run away?"

Zhuang Dakuan shouted angrily, pulled out the sword from his waist with a "swish" and rushed to the tip of the sword, and Cheng Yu's soul looked at him, and a breath of a martial king shot at the dead soul like a bullet.

Qian Rujian was instantly stationed under the shade of the willow trees and could not move at all.

The black veil on his body was tightly pressed against his body, and a burst of black gas overflowed, turning into black scales, wrapping it tightly.

"When I'll take off your black skin!"
Chapter completed!
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