Chapter 70
On the other side, Yan Ning'an, Ye Yun and four night guards were walking together, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.
The guy who had just chatted up Su Xuan turned around and started trying to chat up Ye Yun. Ye Yun's face was covered in cold sweat and full of questions. Although they used witchcraft to change their shapes, their bones didn't change, right? Could it be that they were so unrecognizable?
"... When did our Wei Tong get to know such a beautiful girl? It seems like we're actually quite close! By the way, are you really monsters? Hey, little lady, why don't we find a place to sit down——"
"Let's do business, Qi!" His companions could no longer bear it.
At this moment, a graceful figure floated by in front of them, and with a gentle voice of "My dear", Ye Yun and Yan Ning'an stopped first - after all, they were disguised as "insiders" of Chunyue Pavilion, so it would be better to be cautious if they met the same insider.
However, when Ye Yun looked closely at the figure in front of him, he was stunned.
The girl was standing in front of a man, looking up at him with a faint smile. The man was tall and slender, dressed in black, as cold and hard as the night, and his handsome profile was also extremely cold.
He listened to the girl casually, his eyes lightly glancing around.
In an instant, Yan Ning'an and Night Guard Aqi on Ye Yun's left and right heard a "click" sound. They subconsciously lowered their heads and saw that Ye Yun's fists were clenched tightly.
The two of them shuddered, and Yan Ning'an reacted.
——Zong Ning actually showed up! Zong Ning really showed up at the brothel! Zong Ning was even hit on!
Yan Ning'an twitched his lips and said, "Comrade Xiaoye, cold—"
How can you be calm about this?!
Ye Yun took a deep breath, stared at Zong Ning and walked over with big strides.
The girl in front of Zong Ning asked with a look of affection, "Would you like a drink, my dear?"
Zong Ning frowned slightly impatiently. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, a pretentious voice of "My dear" rang out beside him!
The next second, his arm was like being pounced on by a tiger and was tightly clamped in the latter's claws!
Zong Ning was dragged so hard that he was swayed, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face. The girl in front of him looked at the pink figure that suddenly rushed over with a confused look on her face.
Ye Yun grabbed Zong Ning's arm and said coquettishly, "My dear, let's go drink together! I'll sing a little song for you!"
The girl shuddered, goosebumps appeared on her skin, and she asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
Zong Ning turned his head and squinted at Ye Yun.
Ye Yun had a smile on his face, but his eyes were glaring, and looking very fierce.
"......?" Zong Ning glanced at his Adam's apple and frame, "You are a man—"
Ye Yun pinched her throat and said, "My dear, please come on, I can dance for you!"
Girl: "Wait, I was here first!"
Ye Yun: "Hey, when it comes to love, there's no such thing as first come first served!"
girl:"????"
Zong Ning: "You are a man——"
Ye Yun: "Dancing isn't enough, my dear?"
Zong Ning: "You are a man——"
Ye Yun: "My dear, you are so horny! If you think it's not enough, I will give you a striptease!"
Yan Ningan and the four Night Walkers who were not far away said: Help! Someone here has gone crazy!
Zong Ning looked puzzled and his patience had completely run out. He frowned and tried to pull his hand away. Ye Yun was furious!
He gritted his teeth, hugged Zong Ning's arms tightly in his arms, and said through gritted teeth: "My dear, you really won't come with me?!"
The voice was lowered a little when speaking this, with a hint of annoyance, grievance and threat.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Ning subconsciously froze and stopped moving.
It was not controlled by his brain, but like a conditioned reflex. The moment he heard these words, his body automatically stopped moving. It was a purely physiological reaction.
...Just like that night five years ago.
——
At this moment, Zong Ning's dark eyes suddenly looked at Ye Yun!
The person in front of me could tell her true gender at a glance, but she was wearing a skirt and makeup, and looked suspicious.
He really has a handsome face, which is probably why he can create a strange sense of harmony even though he is dressed in a weird way.
This face bore no resemblance to the little beggar that morning five years ago, yet the ability to control Zong Ning's body with just one sentence...
Zong Ning narrowed his eyes.
Ye Yun was indeed a little excited when he saw Zong Ning being harassed. To be honest, ever since he realized that Zong Ning might be frequenting the brothel, Ye Yun wanted to beat this bastard up.
If this stinky phoenix insists on following that girl, then he, then he——
Ye Yun's chest was heaving violently, and his mind was filled with a hundred ways to murder the stinking phoenix.
But Zong Ning stared at him for a long time, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
This expression was somewhat similar to the Zong Ning that Ye Yun met more than a thousand years later. Ye Yun was slightly stunned when he saw it. For a moment, he had the illusion that the Zong Ning standing in front of him was the Zong Ning he was most familiar with.
Then he heard Zong Ning say slowly: "Okay, then it's your turn."
Ye Yun: “…Ah?”
The change happened too quickly, and Ye Yun couldn't react in time. He just imagined a fried stinky phoenix in his head.
Zong Ning looked at him steadily, raised an eyebrow and said, "Why, you're not leaving? Take me inside?"
Ye Yun: "Uh, ah, oh... um?"
He was in a daze, his face full of confusion.
The girl in front of Zong Ning's face also changed slightly, and she hesitated and said, "My dear, this person..."
Doesn't seem to be from Chunyue Pavilion? Is there such a person here? Or did she forget?
Zong Ning extended his long arms and directly embraced the even more bewildered Ye Yun into his arms, saying, "No need to look for anyone else, and don't bother me anymore."
After saying that, he pushed open an empty room next to him, pulled Ye Yun in, and closed the door with a bang.
It was quiet outside the door.
Night Guard Ah Qi: "Ah, this."
With one more beauty missing from the team, he placed his last hope on Yan Ning'an.
Yan Ningan... Yan Ningan lifted her skirt and ran away. He didn't want to continue chatting awkwardly with a straight man! !
Ah Qi: “…………”
He watched Yan Ning'an run away quickly with his own eyes, and felt that he had suffered a severe mental trauma in his pursuit of the young lady!
In the room, Ye Yun always felt that something was wrong after entering. He looked up at Zong Ning blankly.
Zong Ning placed both hands on his waist, lifted him up like a doll, and placed him in front of him. Then he stared at his face, his sharp and subtle gaze sweeping over Ye Yun's eyebrows, nose, lips, chin...
Ye Yun swallowed hard, suddenly feeling insecure under such naked gazes, and whispered, "What are you looking at?"
...Why are you suddenly looking at me like this? It's creepy.
Zong Ning had just finished reading, and his dark eyes glanced back, with a half-smile: "What's your name?"
Ye Yun's eyes rolled: "...Chunxiang?"
Zong Ning smiled even more strangely: "Chunxiang?"
He chewed the name between his lips and teeth, and Ye Yun shuddered violently.
Then, Zong Ning let go of Ye Yun, turned around, walked behind the table and sat down, bending one leg.
Ye Yun looked at him in confusion, and he sat lazily, then curled his lips and said, "Then Chunxiang, dance."
Ye Yun: "...What are you dancing for?"
Zong Ning said word by word: "Striptease."
Ye Yun: “…”
Zong Ning jokingly said, "It sounds very interesting."
Ye Yun: “…………”
After frying the stinky phoenix, the next step is to add rice wine, light soy sauce and dark soy sauce.
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After getting rid of the four Night Guards, Yan Ning'an finally took on the heavy responsibility alone.
It is indeed a surprise to meet Gu Shuo and Zong Ning here again, but what about Ran Yi?
He walked around the second floor and searched every corner. He also paid attention to the entire Chunyue Pavilion from top to bottom, but he didn't notice any suspicious movements, nor did he detect any unusual spiritual energy.
It is impossible for Ran Yi to be so presumptuous...
Yan Ning'an touched his chin, frowning as he thought.
But they did meet Zong Ning here, so they must have come to the right place.
Is it the wrong time?
The night Zong Ning lost his memory didn't happen tonight, but tomorrow night? Or the night after tomorrow?
Yan Ningan walked and walked until he returned to the original room -
Xian Mo had arrived in the corridor at some point, and was holding his chin with one hand, looking downstairs.
That casual posture really doesn't seem like the behavior of an elegant ancient person.
Suddenly, Xian Mo's eyes swept over gently, and he raised his lips and said frivolously: "Hasn't the little beauty found her ideal husband?"
Yan Ningan: “…”
He turned around with a dark face and wanted to leave, but after turning around, he stopped.
After a moment, he stood beside Xian Mo, and together they looked downstairs, and asked, "Should we follow the plan of the caster of the time-travel spell, or resist his plan?"
Ever since the conversation in the teahouse that afternoon, Yan Ning'an has been thinking about this question.
What exactly does the caster of the time-travel spell want to do?
Is he their enemy or their comrade?
Should they follow the curser's plan or resist and change?
All the problems are mixed together like a thick fog.
Can't see clearly, can't touch.
Yan Ning'an didn't know why he wanted to ask Xian Mo. This careless man gave him a very bad first impression.
But perhaps it was because the other party was a powerful sorcerer of this era, or perhaps it was because, beneath Ji Mo's unruly appearance, he had a more keen insight into the field of witchcraft, so Yan Ning'an subconsciously asked this question.
Hearing his question, Xian Mo smiled and said, "That person didn't tell you anything and set up so many puzzles for you. Maybe it was just to make you give up thinking?"
Yan Ningan frowned.
"If he really wanted to kill the phoenix named Zong Ning, he could have just cast the most absolute punishment spell on him - the end of the spell would have been death."
Yan Ningan immediately said: "But only the past we intervene in is the real past, right? If he hadn't set up the time-space shuttle spell, we wouldn't be able to travel to the past, then everything might not have developed that way, and maybe he wouldn't have to kill-"
Speaking of this, Yan Ningan himself discovered the logical problem.
Xian Mo smiled and said, "If we don't have to kill Zong Ning, then that means there's no more hatred, right? Isn't that the best development?"
Yan Ningan was speechless.
Yes, assuming that the caster of the time-space shuttle spell was hostile to Zong Ning, that is why he cast the punishment spell on him, then something must have happened that caused him to hate Zong Ning.
Only by changing the past can he eliminate the events that caused him to hate Zong Ning. This is the way to solve the fundamental problem, isn't it?
So he shouldn't have allowed them to travel back in time.
But if the caster of the spell had no hostility towards Zong Ning, then what was his ultimate purpose in setting up all this, leading them to this era, and gluing the past together seamlessly?
It was too difficult and too complicated to think about. Yan Ning'an was almost about to give up thinking, just as Xian Mo said.
This feeling of being forced to give up thinking was really uncomfortable. Yan Ningan could even imagine the person standing in the fog, smiling at them and scratching his head, while he looked so relaxed. That feeling was very similar to -
He turned his head and looked at the man with silver hair beside him.
The man suddenly said, "Is that the Oiran?"
At the other end of the second floor, diagonally opposite them, a woman in gorgeous attire, supported by her maids on both sides, walked slowly to the corridor.
In an instant, everyone upstairs and downstairs stopped and looked at him, with surprise or greed in their eyes.
Xian Mo touched his chin and said, "Little Brother Ning An is still more handsome. As expected, the one that suits my taste the most is——"
Yan Ningan clenched his fists and whispered, "You've teased me several times today. If you do it again, I'm going to hit you!"
Xian Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Tease? Is teasing also a term that appeared in later generations? Later generations are really interesting."
He looked into the void and said with a smile, "If I still had the energy to spare, I would definitely try to travel through that time tunnel to see what the world has become. Unfortunately..."
The tail end of his voice dissipated in the noise of the entire Chunyue Pavilion.
He lazily looked at the world in front of him. Although the words he said were so frivolous, he seemed to be isolated from his surroundings for a moment, appearing particularly unapproachable.
Yan Ning'an suddenly remembered the conversation he heard when he met Xian Mo and his disciples on the roadside during the day.
He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with your body?"
Although there was a hint of illness on his face, he looked energetic and did not seem to be in any physical condition. Why were his disciples so careful with him?
Why that silver hair?
At this moment, Yan Ning'an felt that this man seemed to be full of questions.
He is not the kind of person who likes to keep doubts in his mind. If there is a problem, he will solve it, day and night.
However, today is obviously not the right time to resolve the question.
Xian Mo did not answer his question. Instead, he stood up straight, looked directly at the courtesan sitting diagonally across from him, and said, "Something's wrong."
As soon as the words fell, a strange aura of spiritual energy spread out.
With three "bang," "bang," and "bang," the door behind them opened, and Lu Tao and Xian Mo's disciples rushed out. Xian Mo's disciples had just been savoring the imported snacks Yuan Que had stuffed into Lu Tao's bag as if they had found a treasure, licking the pieces of chocolate with ecstasy. But as soon as they smelled the spiritual energy, they quickly gobbled the food into their mouths and rushed out, mouths full of dark chocolate, mumbling, "What's wrong? What happened?"
On the other side, Su Xuan and Gu Shuo were tidying their clothes and walking quickly to the corridor. Su Xuan's hair was messy and he was busy tying his belt. After the two came out, he looked at them.
Zong Ning also walked out quickly with disheveled clothes. Before Ye Yun could beat anyone up, Zong Ning escaped. Ye Yun hurriedly followed him out. When he saw Zong Ning's cold expression and noticed that Su Xuan, Lu Tao and others had gathered in the corridor, his expression froze.
However, before he could take any action, Zong Ning pulled him behind him.
The protective meaning of this action was too obvious. Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, and at this moment he finally realized something. His face changed and he said, "You..."
"Don't run around," Zong Ning said slowly without looking back, "If you run away again, I won't let you go, little beggar."
With a "thump", Ye Yun's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes wide.
Zong Ning... discovered his identity?
Zong Ning's eyes swept lightly over the smiling courtesan and then looked straight down.
Not only Zong Ning, but also Su Xuan, Gu Shuo, Yan Ning'an, Xian Mo, his disciples, and the four Night Guards who had already circled to the other end of the corridor, were all looking straight down at this moment.
The disciples holding ink and the four Night Guards were all horrified.
The people below were wearing all kinds of clothes, including the skirts of the girls in Chunyue Pavilion, the coarse clothes of the servants, and the brocade robes and cloth clothes of the guests.
Either tall or short, either fat or thin.
At this moment, they all raised their heads and looked straight at Zong Ning.
Silently.
And they have the same face.
A wrinkled, rough-skinned, woman's face.
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