In a new hotel, Lin Zitong's assistants, Lin Yu and Lin Yin, two little sisters, packed Lin Zitong's luggage with lingering fear.
“When we sent our luggage to the hotel in the afternoon, I was really scared to death!”
"Yeah, luckily I didn't spend the night in that hotel in the end, otherwise I would have had nightmares tonight."
"I heard that the person who booked the hotel was my uncle's friend. Later, he was severely criticized by everyone."
"My uncle's friends are playing really perverted ways..."
As Yan Shouyi and the others who had experienced ghost dens and ancient tombs, they all had lingering fears about the previous hotel, let alone these two assistants.
After Yan Shouyi and the others educated Long Feicheng, everyone changed hotels overnight and finally had a rest.
In the suite of Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, Lin Zitong was doing things on her mobile phone.
After asking, I found out that Lin Zitong was preparing to visit the ghost market tomorrow night.
The ghost market is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and the water is very deep, but there is one thing that has the most say, and that is money.
What Lin Zitong lacks most is money.
So she arranged for Ye Chengfu to prepare a large sum of cash, hoping that it would come in handy tomorrow night. If the problem could be solved with money, it would not be a problem at all.
This is money power!
Having such a wealthy wife saved Yan Shouyi a lot of trouble.
He lay on the sofa and took out a letter, hesitantly wondering whether he should open it.
"What is this?" Lin Zitong put down her phone and asked curiously.
"This is a letter of recommendation from the senior storyteller in Qiantang. He revealed my whereabouts to the Ghost King Yu Jinhong. As compensation, this letter of recommendation will allow us to gain many allies in Chang'an." Yan Shouyi explained.
"Then why don't you use it?" Lin Zitong asked doubtfully, "I will probably run into a lot of trouble when I go to Chang'an Ghost Market tomorrow. It will be much safer if I have local friends to help me."
Yan Shouyi shook his head: "After I arrived in Qiantang, although I destroyed three ghost king families, the crematorium also lost a lot of manpower, especially the exorcist Zhong Yan. I still can't believe that he has already died."
Dead."
Lin Zitong looked at Yan Shouyi blankly. This was the first time she saw Yan Shouyi showing such a confused look.
Because too many people died in Qiantang, Yan Shouyi was also thinking about whether he should continue to be this "hero".
From the current point of view, Chang'an does not have any major problems. Maybe Chang'an does not need Yan Shouyi at all.
"Big fool."
Lin Zitong sat directly next to Yan Shouyi, leaned into his arms, and said softly:
"If Yu Luming, Chang Shan, Zhao Chengxiang and others were here, I'm afraid they would advise you to persist, but I'm different. I'm your wife and I'm a little selfish. If you don't want to do it, don't do it."
Lin Zitong is very smart, but towards Yan Shouyi, she is very simple-minded.
She only hoped that Yan Shouyi would be well.
Yan Shouyi sighed, stuffed the letter of recommendation back into his bag, hugged Lin Zitong from behind, and kissed her on the head.
He suddenly discovered that when he was in Hangzhou Art School, he and Lin Zitong were always quarreling, and sometimes they were even so angry that Lin Zitong ignored him for several days.
But since the two got married, it seems that they have never quarreled again. Both parties can't help but consider each other, and they are more considerate in everything they say and do.
Is this the difference between before marriage and after marriage?
Just when the two were planning to be sweet for a while, Lin Zitong suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shouyi asked doubtfully, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Zitong sighed: "My mind is full of Terracotta Warriors and Horses."
"..."
…
In the evening of the next day, Yan Shouyi and the others went into battle lightly and went to Xiaodongmen to join the others.
It's just that when we go out, everyone's situation is a little different.
Everyone has changed their appearance thanks to Weng Qianxiang’s skin painting skills!
This was arranged by Yan Shouyi last night. In order to prevent Yu Jinhong from recognizing him and being targeted by the Ghost King of Chang'an, everyone who goes to Chang'an Ghost Market tonight must change their faces.
Weng Qianxiang's skin painting skills are truly superb. In just a few minutes, everyone's appearance changed drastically. Even the closest friends, Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, could not recognize each other.
.
At this time, Yan Shouyi was just an ordinary man with a short haircut, and Lin Zitong's appearance was also greatly reduced.
Wei Changqing and Wang Jixiang became father and son immediately after they passed the painting.
Weng Qianxiang just painted himself as a handsome man. What is incomprehensible is that Long Feicheng also turned into a handsome boy.
Everyone has reason to suspect that Long Feicheng, who shared a room with Weng Qianxiang last night, had a dirty deal with Weng Qianxiang!
"It would be great if I could always have this face!" Long Feicheng looked at his face in the rearview mirror of the car and said happily.
Yan Shouyi said quietly: "Skin painting has its drawbacks. I advise you not to be too immersed in your face."
"Why?" Long Feicheng was puzzled.
"The faces the old man drew are all people who have existed in reality, and may even be those of dead people. If you wear the face of a dead person and want to become that dead person, you may end up losing your mind and develop a dual personality, or even
If you are controlled by your dead face, it will be difficult for you to change back."
Long Feicheng took a breath of air: "Is it that weird?"
Weng Qianxiang deliberately showed a strange smile: "Xiaolong, how do you know that this face of mine really belongs to me, or that the Weng Qianxiang sitting next to you now is the original Weng Qianxiang?"
Long Feicheng looked at Weng Qianxiang with no fear on his face.
Weng Qianxiang was stunned. Logically speaking, his performance should scare Long Feicheng!
Long Feicheng scratched the back of his head and said, "Old man, please say what you just said again. I can't quite understand it."
Weng Qianxiang: "..."
It was because he overestimated Long Feicheng's courage and IQ. It wasn't that he wasn't afraid, he just didn't understand.
After the sun goes down, the nightlife in Chang'an begins. Tourists all go to places with rich nightlife like the Evernight City of the Tang Dynasty. On the contrary, the streets around Xiaodongmen become extremely quiet. Except for the occasional bus passing by, there are no people on the road.
Only a solitary wild dog remained.
Yan Shouyi and the others met with Master Qin Liu, Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi. They were a little surprised to see Yan Shouyi and others' appearance changed drastically.
Master Qin Liu had long known how powerful the successors of folk sects were, so he didn't say anything. Zhu Huansi, who had little experience, was so surprised that he could not speak.
I saw Zhu Ling and Zhu Huansi each holding a small lantern in their hands.
Master Qin Liu also ordered his men to give one to each of Yan Shouyi and the others.
Yan Shouyi, who got the small lantern, quickly sensed the difference in this thing.
This thing is probably the passport to enter the ghost market.