Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

第206章 妖女修仙的3大障碍（35）2合1加更～

Song Yuesheng woke up slowly, and what came into his sight was a quaint and elegant room, with a strong scent of Chinese medicine in the air.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

"Sister Yue, you're finally awake!"

Jing Qiudie pushed open the door and saw Song Yuesheng sitting up, a very happy smile appeared on her face.

In a moment, her brows were furrowed and her face was full of worry.

"Sister Yue, your umbrella spirit and my brother have been fighting for the past two days. Xia Fangzhi is almost going crazy. Come out with me and help stop them..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman on the bed disappeared.

Jing Qiudie stamped her feet in regret.

If she had known that Sister Yue could cast spells, she would have asked her to teach her first.

Sister Yue just woke up and I don’t know where she has gone. I should go tell my brother and Xia Fangzhi first.

Fengyue Pavilion, half is wind and half is moon.

Wind is a male.

The moon represents a woman.

The owner of the inn, Miss Ping, is a butterfly demon with great magical powers. If the visiting guests do not want others to find out their whereabouts, they can pay some more silver and she will cover up for them.

"Which girl is so generous that she can hire these gentlemen?"

"The owner must have summoned them for something."

"No, no, I heard that a few men were causing trouble in Yue Pavilion, so the owner went to Yue Pavilion to seek justice."

"Who could that be?"

……

In the sea of ​​stars, Blue Sparrow looked at five or six men coming in with musical instruments, and was so shocked that his chin hit the virtual keyboard.

This is this...

Although the host can sleep with anyone except the male protagonist.

But these...are they too many?

It saw Song Yuesheng waving her hand, asking them to play some music, and told them to wake her up in two hours.

Then she lay down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and fell asleep.

The blue sparrow's little eyes blinked again and again.

Right here?

Although Blue Sparrow was shocked, these young masters did not think it was wrong and played the little tune according to Song Yuesheng's instructions.

Not only humans come to Fengyue Pavilion, but also monsters.

Many of them have strange tempers.

I have long been used to it.

Song Yuesheng took a nap and felt relaxed and energetic.

She dismissed everyone.

It's easy to get tired of listening to a song for a long time.

She touched the calf of her right leg, which was wrapped in a bandage. She guessed that it was Jing Qiudie who bandaged it for her.

Do your work first, then take a vacation.

Song Yuesheng left Fengyue Pavilion, asked the common people about Song Zhiyan's whereabouts, and then headed towards Jun Mansion.

She admires Song Zhiyan very much.

Since Jun Yu's approach didn't work, Song Zhiyan tried to please the prefect's wife and Mrs. Wang.

If it were her, if the other party didn’t like her, then that was it. She wouldn’t use the other party’s family as a bargaining chip.

Song Yuesheng arrived at the right time and ran into Song Zhiyan who was coming out of Jun Mansion. When the other party saw her, his face turned as black as a piece of charcoal.

She looked at the person approaching, with a playful smile on her lips: "Why? Are you surprised to see that I'm not dead?"

"Impossible!" Song Zhiyan's voice was trembling and unwilling, "The Spiritual Heart Drum is the nemesis of all monsters in the world. There is no way you can escape from Xuan Xiao's hands!"

There was no one here, so Song Zhiyan stopped pretending.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a hint of provocation and complacency in his smile.

She slowly walked in front of Song Zhiyan, with a hint of teasing in her voice: "Hey~ The fact is that I survived, don't you think it's infuriating?"

"You——" Song Zhiyan was speechless for a moment, burning with anger.

"Don't be angry, Song Zhiyan, I have another gift for you."

Song Zhiyan used her spiritual power to conjure up a heart and handed it to her. Her voice was gentle, but her steps were pressing.

"Xuan Xiao Xianjun admired you, a human. Before he died, he asked me to dig out his heart, saying that he would protect you even after his death."

When Song Zhiyan's eyes fell on the bloody, still slightly beating heart, her pupils suddenly shrank and her face instantly lost all color, as if even her breathing had stopped.

Her lips trembled and she wanted to scream but no sound came out. She could only stare back with eyes wide open and fear in her eyes.

But every time she took a few steps back, Song Yuesheng took a few steps forward.

Finally, Song Zhiyan's legs went limp, his eyes went dark, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly, completely losing consciousness, with a look of fear still hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yuesheng looked down at her.

Are you dizzy now?

If Song Zhiyan was packed up and taken to the secret room, wouldn't she be frightened to the point of cardiac arrest?

She laughed, then replaced the heart with an apple, walked to the door of the Jun Mansion, and stuffed the apple into the hand of a servant.

"Miss Song was frightened by the apple. Please take her back to the Song Mansion."

Anyway, it's far away and the servant can't see clearly.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Song Yuesheng prepared to return to Fengyue Pavilion.

She originally wanted to stab Song Zhiyan twice, but was afraid that she would not be able to control her strength and actually kill her, so she wanted to scare her to vent her anger.

"Sheng Sheng!"

An anxious voice came from behind.

Song Yuesheng turned her head and saw Jun Yu running towards her.

There was anxiety and anticipation on his face that could not be ignored.

Song Yuesheng gently moved to the side and avoided his hug.

"Sheng... Sheng?"

There was a hint of confusion and sadness in Jun Yu's voice, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his deep eyes, which was complex and difficult to discern.

Song Yuesheng opened her red lips and said in a gentle voice: "This is not the place to talk. If you want to say something, come to the Huizi room in Fengyue Pavilion to find me."

Fengyue Pavilion, the place of fireworks.

Jun Yu's eyes were deep, his nails seemed to dig into the flesh, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

Every step he took towards Fengyue Pavilion would scare away some people.

The people were wondering whether Young Master Jun had encountered some particularly difficult trouble.

However, Jun Yu's anger over Song Yuesheng's going to Fengyue Pavilion disappeared after a few hours, and he indulged in the land of pleasure for seven days and refused to return home.

**

It's late at night and the stars are bright.

"Shengsheng, drinking is harmful to your health."

Seeing that Song Yuesheng was drinking again, Jun Yu quickly put on his clothes, got up from the bed, walked over and took the wine glass from her hand.

"Haven't you heard the saying: A little drink after love, the joy will last long?"

Song Yuesheng chuckled, picked up the crystal clear jade cup beside him, and slowly poured the amber wine into it.

In fact, she wanted to say "Have a glass of wine afterwards, and live happily ever after", but this sentence did not seem to be from this world, so she simply changed the way she said it.

As the wine went down her throat, she looked so charming that even the air seemed intoxicated by it.

“Sheng, Shengsheng, you…what are you doing…”

There was a slight tremor in Jun Yu's voice and a barely perceptible blush appeared on her cheeks.

He glanced and saw the kiss marks on her neck. Even her ears were stained red. His heart was beating like a drum, almost bursting through his chest.

"Young Master, you weren't so shy just now~"

Song Yuesheng grabbed his hand, his voice tinged with teasing.

She placed his hand on her neck, then moved it down to her heart, waist, and legs.

Song Yuesheng sighed, raised his eyes to look at him, and pretended to be embarrassed: "These places all have traces left by you, young master, do you want me to take off my clothes and let you take a look at your masterpiece?"

"Squeak!"

With a loud bang, Jun Yu quickly pulled back his hand, got up from the stool, and took several steps back.

Song Yuesheng found Jun Yu very interesting.

Obviously, he is not a pure lover, but he acts like this.

forget about it.

Anyway, her seven-day holiday ends today.

Song Yuesheng stretched out his arms, took off his bracelet, and transformed it into an umbrella.

She looked at Jun Yu and said, "Jun Yu, I'm leaving first. If you want to stay here any longer, this room will be taken back by Miss Ping in two hours."

"Go? Where?"

Jun Yu seemed confused.

"Of course it's the Liang Yi Inn. I've been staying in Feng Yue Inn for seven days, and I don't know how Fatty Orange will eat."

Song Yuesheng smiled at him, and with a thought, he returned to the inn.

She heard from people in the museum that Song Zhiyan seemed to be bedridden. If she didn't take this opportunity to ask about the soul-guiding candle, it would be a waste of the right time and place.

"Song Yuesheng, you are really stubborn. I was kind enough to save you, but as soon as you woke up, you ran off to hang out with Jun Yu until today."

Luo Chuan waved his hand, and several ice spikes appeared out of thin air and surrounded Song Yuesheng.

He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the marks on Song Yuesheng's neck and quickly looked away.

To look at it any longer would be to pollute his eyes.

"You make it sound like I've spent the last seven days in bed."

Song Yuesheng glanced at Luo Chuan who was standing by the window, then walked through the ice ridges unhindered and came to the bed.

As she took off her shoes, she said, "Even if I'm a fox demon, it's impossible for me to have sex with humans all the time. What's more, I'm just a little bamboo demon who's only three hundred years old."

In the sea of ​​stars, the blue sparrow drew circles with a dead heart.

Tell it that it is tired from doing the task and needs to take a few days off...

Excuses are all excuses!

Although she only sleeps with the male protagonist at night, what about during the day?

They totally treated the male protagonist as one of those young prostitutes!

Not only did she flirt with him verbally, she also made him play the piano and dance, and told him some strange stories and legends while she was taking a nap.

Oh yo!

Song Yuesheng was lying on the couch. After touching the dagger under the pillow, he smiled and said to Luochuan: "The music in Fengyue Pavilion is good, the food and wine are also good, and there are many people who know strange stories. Luochuan, don't always think about those things. In this world, I have only seen one umbrella spirit, and I can't find a female umbrella spirit for you."

"Song Yuesheng, you... humph, next time you are hunted by a hypocrite, I will watch you die!"

Before Luo Chuan left, he pointed at Song Yuesheng angrily, and an icy spike flew towards her from his fingertips in an instant.

Half a foot away from her, the ice crystal turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

Song Yuesheng sighed helplessly.

He always does things himself. Does he have a bad memory?

**

Song Zhiyan was indeed sick.

To be precise, I was so scared after seeing the heart seven days ago that I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep well.

That night, she learned that Song Yuesheng and Jun Yu were hanging out in a brothel, and planned to expose Song Yuesheng for seducing Jun Yu.

But the shadow of the heart could not be dispelled in Song Zhiyan's mind, so she sat alone with the window open all night, thinking of exposing it the next day.

What she didn't expect was that poor sleep at night would lead to lack of energy during the day.

Before leaving the Song Mansion, Song Zhiyan fainted.

After that, she fell ill and was in a coma for three days. She lay in bed for two days and was under the supervision of Mr. and Mrs. Yan. She was not allowed to leave the house for three days, so she missed the opportunity.

However, this illness also allowed Song Zhiyan to let go of the fear in her heart.

Song Yuesheng is a demon, and it is easy to deceive her with magic.

In addition, Song Yuesheng was a reborn person, so he must have used other methods to trick Xuan Xiao's Lingxin Drum.

While the maids were away for a rest, Song Zhiyan took out an exquisite sandalwood box from under the bed.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to hide all the magical instruments in the house.

She opened it, took out a dark blue ring from the box, put it on her finger, and chanted a spell.

However, Xuan Xiao, who was supposed to appear, did not show up.

How is this going?

Didn’t Xuan Xiao say that as long as she cast a spell, he would come to find her?

Song Zhiyan did not give up and recited the mantra again.

The situation is the same as before.

No one showed up.

Could it be that he sneaked down to the mortal world and was discovered by the Emperor of Heaven, and was punished by being sent to the Heavenly Prison?

Song Zhiyan took off the ring angrily and cursed in a low voice: "Useless thing, can't you be smarter!"

She took a deep breath of the cool air, and the anger in her chest seemed to slowly settle with this long breath, replaced by a resolute calm.

She looked at the dagger in the box, its cold light flickering in the darkness, contrasting with the determination burning in her eyes.

In that case, don't blame her for being ruthless.

But she had to find the right time.

……

The next day at 11:00 a.m., we arrived at Liangyi Inn.

An inexplicable chill quietly invaded Song Yuesheng's consciousness, causing him to suddenly break free from the deep nightmare.

As soon as Song Yuesheng opened her eyes, she saw Jun Yu sitting beside her bed, staring at her.

However, as she woke up, Jun Yu's eagle-like eyes gradually softened.

Seeing Song Yuesheng trying to sit up, he gently raised his hand, wanting to help her, but was dodged.

Jun Yu's movements slowed down slightly, then he returned to his usual calmness.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, and he naturally moved his hand to the corner of the quilt, carefully tucked it in for her, and whispered softly: "Shengsheng, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I'm not used to people barging in on me while I'm sleeping."

Song Yuesheng held his hand as he was tidying up her bedding. Her fingertips inadvertently brushed across his wrist. An almost invisible black mark quietly disappeared under her touch, as if it had never existed.

Little Orange Fatty let out an inopportune meow.

Song Yuesheng and Jun Yu looked over instantly.

The former is curious, the latter is hostile.

Little Fatty Orange was so scared that he curled himself into a ball.

This man is terrible.

Can't see meow.

Song Yuesheng was silent for a moment, then he turned his gaze away from Ju Xiaopang and continued, "Even you are no exception."

Jun Yu continued her words and said with a smile: "Then I will try my best to become that exception."

Song Yuesheng didn't say anything.

Although Jun Yu was smiling, there seemed to be something hidden in his eyes.

It was still dark, and the flickering candlelight in the house illuminated the two people's profiles, each with their own thoughts. An indescribable atmosphere filled the air.

In the end, it was Jun Yu who spoke first.

"Shengsheng, I'm leaving now. You should get some more sleep."

Song Yuesheng nodded and watched him leave the room, but she couldn't fall asleep.

It seems that she has to go to the Netherworld where the ghosts are first.

She quickly put on her clothes, opened her umbrella, and left the room.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open again.

Jun Yu, who had already left, walked in. He looked at the empty bed and said in a low voice.

"Shengsheng, liars often don't have a good ending."