Chapter 150 The Half-Human, Half-Ghost Man in Black Robe

The three of them stayed in the teahouse for more than an hour.

Fu Xuanheng thought of the poor health of the Empress Dowager in the capital, and was always worried about the kind old lady.

He looked around.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered:

"Jiang Chong, take Mu Yang and his family to Qingfeng Village to find Mr. Ke. Have him go to the capital with you and find a way to leak the news to Duke Tu.

Let’s say that the miracle doctor from Yaowang Valley has arrived in the capital.

According to Duke Tu's approach, he will definitely find a way to find Elder Ke and have him go to the palace to treat the Empress Dowager."

"Also, keep things with Mu Yang away from his family."

"Yes. Master."

Fu Xuanheng gave further detailed instructions.

Jiang Chongcai stood up and said goodbye.

Fu Xuanheng reached out and held Shen Yunyue's hand, whispering:

"Boring?"

Shen Yunyue shook her head gently. "It's not boring. Hearing about your things is also good for me.

This will save you from being deceived by someone making up a lie in the future."

Shen Yunyue tilted her head and looked at Fu Xuanheng, feeling surprised that this boy, who was only in his teens, was so thoughtful and steady.

His behavior seems to have lasted for several decades.

I can't help but sigh that the ancients were precocious. If they were any more naive, they would have been eaten alive by others.

Fu Xuanheng gently kneaded Shen Yunyue's fingers.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to go out and have some snacks." Shen Yunyue thought of the night market in her previous life. All kinds of snacks, food stalls, barbecue stalls. Paired with a small beer, life was like living in heaven.

That is the everyday life of the world.

Fu Xuanheng raised his eyes and looked at Shen Yunyue, and seemed to see a different scene in her eyes.

He knew Shen Yunyue was thinking about other things.

There was longing and fascination in her eyes. Fu Xuanheng couldn't help but wonder what Shen Yunyue was longing for?

"Yun Yue."

Shen Yunyue withdrew her thoughts and smiled indifferently at Fu Xuanheng.

"Let's go."

He called the waiter to come and pay the bill and gave him two extra copper coins.

Shen Yunyue pushed Fu Xuanheng's wheelchair out. There was no one on the street outside.

Maybe it’s because the Spring Festival is approaching.

Red lanterns were lit in front of the shops, and the red lanterns stretched out along both sides of the street, creating a particularly beautiful scene.

Shen Yunyue was stunned for a moment.

"Do you like it?"

"It looks good." I can't say I like it, but it does look good.

Shen Yunyue lowered her head and pushed the wheelchair down for half a mile. She saw a word "面" hanging on the door of a shop.

"Let's go eat noodles."

"Okay." Fu Xuanheng is not picky about the food sold outside.

A habit developed since childhood: no matter how much you like something, don’t use more than three chopsticks to eat it.

He only showed special interest in the things in Shen Yunyue's space.

The two of them went into the store together.

But he found Xiangling and a strange man sitting in the store eating.

The man was wearing a black robe and a black mask on half of his face. The other half of his face was burned, leaving only a hole for his eye.

Xiangling saw Shen Yunyue and the other person come in.

The hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his expression seemed a little nervous.

Shen Yunyue saw through her intention and just glanced at the man in black robe indifferently.

"Shopkeeper, give us two bowls of noodles and a plate of braised meat." Shen Yunyue sat opposite Fu Xuanheng, her table next to Xiangling and the others'.

She ended up sitting in the same row with Xiangling.

When he looked up, he caught a glimpse of the man in black robe.

The man's sunken eye sockets had shrunk, and his other eye glanced over faintly from the side.

Seeing that Shen Yunyue and the other two did not react at all.

He picked up the bowl of noodles and started eating, his movements were graceful, which was inconsistent with his appearance.

The shopkeeper quickly brought two bowls of plain noodles and a plate of braised pork. "Sir, would you like some wine?"

"No thanks." Shen Yunyue doesn't like drinking.

Fu Xuanheng rarely drinks alone and is not as fond of drinking as Peng Scarface.

Besides, the wine here is not tasty.

It tastes sweet and has no taste of alcohol at all.

Shen Yunyue chatted with Fu Xuanheng in a low voice, and both of them talked about irrelevant issues.

For example, what do you like to do during the Spring Festival?

He didn't avoid Xiangling and the others. There weren't many customers in the shop at the moment. Mostly because everyone had run away after seeing the man in black robes. Even the shopkeeper stood at the doorway, not daring to come in.

"Yunyue. What do you like to do during the Spring Festival?"

"Watch the fireworks." Shen Yunyue blurted out.

After she said it, she realized that there were no fireworks at that time. However, there seemed to be some in the space, and she was obviously disappointed.

"What kind of flower is fireworks?" Fu Xuanheng heard it.

"It's a flower made of fire. I'll tell you later."

"My father-in-law told you."

Shen Yunyue quickly made a shushing gesture, "Even Yunfeng and the others don't know. Daddy is more partial to me, so I know more than them."

Fu Xuanheng had no doubt about this.

The two people's words fell into the ears of the man in black robe next door.

He looked up at Xiangling, who was in a trance, with a cold look on his face. Suddenly, he reached out and shook Xiangling's hand. His hand was like a century-old tree root.

Dry and with spots on it.

The bulging blue veins are like the roots of an old tree.

Shen Yunyue looked away and ate the noodles in her bowl calmly. She thought this person was very strange, and Xiangling was also very strange today.

Xiangling, who has always been flamboyant, now looks like a wilted flower.

After finishing the noodles, Shen Yunyue asked the shopkeeper for the price and took out 30 copper coins and put them on the table.

"Let's go."

Fu Xuanheng slid his wheelchair, and the man in black robe next to him turned around and looked over.

He grinned at Shen Yunyue and said, "You two are acquaintances of Xiangling, why are you leaving without saying hello?"

The black-robed man's exposed face had a piece of flesh missing from the nostril on the upper half, and a flesh hole stood above his mouth.

When she laughed, the hole trembled.

"What acquaintance? He's just someone who was exiled together, not a relative or close friend." Shen Yunyue glanced at him indifferently.

A sneer flashed across her lips. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't play tricks on me. I love catching ghosts."

Her words made Xiangling raise her head, and the red at the corners of her eyes rose again.

The man in black robe didn't seem to expect that Shen Yunyue was not afraid.

"Hehe, hahaha. Interesting, little girl. See you later." The man in black robe grinned and glanced at Fu Xuanheng.

"Little girl, you don't know whether the person next to you is a human or a ghost, right?"

Fu Xuanheng's face turned cold and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Shen Yunyue stepped forward and shook Fu Xuanheng's hand. "No matter who he is, he is mine."

After saying that, Shen Yunyue glanced over indifferently.

Push Fu Xuanheng's wheelchair away from here.

The black-robed man, with a changed expression, carefully touched Xiangling's hand. "Useless thing, how do you want me to punish you?"

Xiangling bit her lips and sweat broke out on her face.

"Messenger. No, please give me a chance."

Xiangling lay on the table and wailed in pain, scaring the shop owner couple so much that they ran away.

The black-robed man gently touched Xiangling's face, his dry hands caressing her delicate skin. His voice was gentle, yet carried a chilling chill, like something from hell.

"Your skin is really nice. That little girl just now was very nice too. Why can't you pull her over here?"

He grabbed Xiangling and let her sit on his lap.

Xiangling's trembling body was controlled by him.

"Messenger. I can't move her." Xiangling lay on the table in pain.

"Why? It would be better to start with the people around her... Sister Wen said that you are very good to that girl." The man in black robe stuck out his tongue and gently licked Xiangling's face.

There was poison in Xiangling's eyes, and she knew that it was Sister Wen who was behind this.

She tried hard to endure the bone-gnawing pain.

"Bring the little girl to me." The man in black robe said seductively while licking her face.

Xiangling felt as if her heart was being gnawed by thousands of ants, and the sweat on her face looked like it had been fished out of the water.

"No, no."

"Xiangling, wouldn't you rather endure this pain yourself?"

Xiangling used up her last bit of strength to shake her head. "You and I are living like ghosts, neither human nor spirit. It's fine if she lives as she pleases. I won't die."

The black-robed man sneered:

"If you refuse, I'll let Sister Wen take action."

"Sister Wen will die miserably." Xiangling wailed, "Do you think a little girl like her can do that?"

"You're such a naughty boy, yet I still cherish you so much." The black-robed man placed his hand on Xiangling's heart. "Where else can you find someone who cherishes you as much as I do?"

It only takes half a cup of tea.

Xiangling returned to normal, she lost her strength and fell on the table.

The man in black robe picked up Xiangling with one hand, took out a piece of silver from his pocket and put it on the table.

The two left here.

Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng returned to the inn.

In the evening, He Luxue did not come back.

What is surprising is that Qian Daru and his group actually stayed in the big inn.

Logically speaking, they should have passed Xiaohegou Town long ago.

Wanxin was scolding a passing laborer with her orchid finger raised. She heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling and looked up to see Shen Yunyue and the others there.

His face suddenly changed.

"Unlucky thing."

Shen Yunyue snorted coldly, "Humph, unlucky things can't deceive people. Ran to the coach inn?

Unfortunately, people here won’t be fooled.”

"What do you mean?" Wanxin was horrified when she heard what Shen Yunyue said.

Shen Yunyue stood still, with an indifferent sneer on her face.

"Didn't you understand what I meant? Why are you still pretending to be confused?" She let out a light breath.

"I'm telling you, if you're more self-aware, I won't bother to expose you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."