Traveling through the worlds, my husband comes here to smell the scent

Chapter 165: Damn it, the cannon fodder has become the group's favorite (41)

Chu Hanche and his companions arrived at the City Lord's Mansion. In the spacious hall, in addition to the servants, there were more than a dozen cultivators, Yao Xiao, and Anyi sitting there.

An Yi was sitting in the next position to Yao Xiao at this time. Wearing a cloak and deliberately concealing his face and identity, he was staring at Chu Hanche and the others.

Chu Hanche looked at An Yi, who was wearing a black cloak, expressionlessly, with no emotion changing in his eyes.

An Yi noticed Chu Hanche's gaze and his eyes flashed, but when he looked at the person who had no reaction, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Shen Youan, who was standing by, immediately spotted the demon wearing a black cloak. He pretended to be indifferent and said:

"What a cool cloak! Can you lend it to me? Who is this person in the mansion? He looks very mysterious."

When An Yi heard Shen Youan's words, his hoarse voice rang out: "No."

Shen Youan pretended not to hear, and flashed in front of An Yi, reaching out to grab An Yi's cloak.

A powerful pressure suddenly emanated from An Yi, which pushed Shen Youan back several steps, and even the people around him were not spared.

"It's just a cloak, why are you so stingy?" Shen Youan steadied himself and said with a pout.

"This is not an ordinary cloak, it is not available for loan." Dark Wing said coldly.

"I just like unusual things." Shen Youan said proudly and as a matter of course, and moved forward again, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Chu Hanche frowned, feeling a little worried. Although this demon would not take action in public and expose his identity, he looked at the naughty Shen Youan, and a hint of helplessness flashed in Chu Hanche's eyes.

"Stop, this is a guest from the City Lord's Mansion, my little Taoist friend, please stop messing around."

Yao Xiao looked at this beautiful, playful and cute child, and a hint of pity flashed across his eyes. He actually looked somewhat similar to Jialin, so he spoke up to stop him.

If Shen Youan really angered An Yi, An Yi would definitely not let him go tonight.

"All right"

Shen Youan obediently returned to his seat and stopped making a fuss. He lowered his head and said nothing.

The people standing by looked at his well-behaved and cute appearance and were silent. They almost thought that those unreasonable behaviors just now were not done by him.

At this time, according to Nuozi's suggestion, the progress value increased by another five points. Two points were provided by the surrounding monks who were implicated by An Yi's anger, and three points were taken from An Yi.

"Please sit down." Yao Xiao gestured for everyone to sit down.

"I've gathered you all together this time because of a series of strange incidents in the city. Women have disappeared, and even monks haven't been spared. So I hope you can cooperate and work together to eliminate the evil behind this."

The housekeeper of the mansion said righteously.

"That's right, we must find the evil and destroy it," the monk with a strong sense of justice said angrily with his fists clenched.

"Yes, we will cooperate with the city lord's actions."

An Yi looked at these monks who were ready to make a move and were full of righteousness, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. They were just small shrimps, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"The spirit stones we agreed upon beforehand still count."

Someone asked quietly. Despite everyone's dissatisfied gazes, he did not show any intention of backing down.

"Have"

Yao Xiao looked at the man and replied calmly

The cultivator smiled awkwardly, his joy hard to conceal. If it wasn't for the spirit stones, then what was it for? He came all the way to such a dangerous place, could it be to save mortals from dire straits?

It’s a pity that he is just an ordinary practitioner.

Oh, and he's still poor...

"Then all the monks who came today will go back first, and those who came later will stay for a while."

The steward said gently and humbly

"Why..." Some of them were dissatisfied. They didn't know the identities of these people. Not only did they have to invite them in person, but they also had to tell them about the remaining matters to be discussed.

As soon as the words came out, the person who came with him raised his hand to cover his mouth and signaled him with his eyes not to talk nonsense.

He didn't understand what "friend" meant, but he still gave his friend face.

After leaving the hall and following the servants to the residence, he asked his friend about what had just happened.

"You don't recognize them? They are from the Xuanhan Sect. There are marks of personal instruction on their clothes. Moreover, the Xuanhan Sect is recognized as the top of the four major sects."

The man said slowly and helplessly that he looked at the young man and thought he was probably the last disciple that Venerable Chang Ming had accepted, otherwise how could he dare to be so arrogant.

Moreover, the fellow disciples next to him must have doted on him and allowed him to act recklessly in the hall.

"What? Xuanhan Sect? No way, Xuanhan Sect also wants this money."

When this person heard this, his eyes darkened. What chance did he still have in competing? He was just an ordinary person, how could he be as powerful as others?

Seeing his strange focus, his friend was speechless for half a second, and resisted the urge to hit him and said, "Is that the point? Besides, how could he be short of these spirit stones? He has such a high status. What if you had offended him just now?"

He said angrily that he was really pissed off by this guy's greed for money.

"Oh," he nodded, as long as they didn't snatch the spirit stones.

In the hall

"Thank you for coming here, my master has specially prepared accommodations for you to express his gratitude. Please let me take you there."

The steward said respectfully.

Chu Hanche and the others nodded slightly and followed the others away.

An Yi looked at their backs, anger rising in his eyes. He must make them die miserably, especially the boy in red.

The butler walked in front first, leading the group.

Shen Youan looked in this direction, which was different from those monks. He slowly said, "Is our residence different from others?"

The butler's eyes darkened, and returned to normal before turning around. He smiled and said:

"Of course, you are the distinguished guests personally invited by the Lord, so we cannot neglect you. Your accommodation must be a little different."

After the butler finished speaking, he thought darkly in his heart, of course it’s different, there are good things there waiting for them.

"Oh"

Shen Youan nodded, without asking any more questions, and then continued: "As we are of such noble status, it is normal for us to be treated specially."

The housekeeper's body stiffened, he smiled awkwardly and nodded, wishing he could strangle this damn brat to death. How could this little guy not understand the ways of the world?

The butler did not answer Shen Youan's words, turned around and continued to lead the group.

When you arrive at the residence, if you ignore the somewhat weird atmosphere here, you will find that the design, construction and materials used are all top-notch.

"Sir, I won't bother you for now. Please choose your own room. If you need anything, let the servants outside the yard handle it."

The butler leaned over and said this, then left.

Chu Hanche and his companions randomly entered a room and faintly smelled a fragrance. It smelled very fragrant, but this fragrance made them instantly alert.

They looked around the room and found nothing particularly unusual.

Shen Youan's eyes fell on the screen in the room. The screen was embroidered with flowers in gold thread, which were numerous but not crowded.

They bloom on soft silk, and the shape of the flowers is like a seductive butterfly.

The center of the flower is deep and dark, like a bottomless black hole that can suck people in.

Shen Youan frowned. This screen...

He slowly raised his hand and touched it. Suddenly, the flower moved strangely, and thorns grew out of its petals, piercing his fingertips.

"hiss"

Shen Youan quickly withdrew his hand. The petals seemed to be poisonous, and the pierced fingertips made him feel excruciating pain. Shen Youan frowned.

When Chu Hanche heard his voice, he hurriedly pulled his hand over and carefully looked at the blood that was spilled. Fortunately, there was nothing abnormal.

Chu Hanche used his spiritual power to heal the wound, then let go and said softly, "Be careful."

"Um"

Shen Youan nodded, but he still felt strange in his heart. He didn't feel anything when he touched it.

Shen Youan looked at the screen, a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and the few of them continued to walk inside.

In the corner, a tiny white light flashed.

Lu Yuxuan suddenly exclaimed: "Come and see, the one that emits the smell is this flower, right?"

This pot of flowers is exactly the same as the one on the screen. If you look closely, you can see that there are indeed barbs on the petals.

"Excuse me, little fellow," the butler suddenly appeared at the door and spoke.

Chu Hanche and the others turned around, and the housekeeper smiled a little awkwardly and said, "This room was occupied by a previous guest. The fragrance is so strong that ordinary people can't adapt to it. Let's go and look at other rooms."

They looked at each other, nodded, and left.

"Thank you for your understanding. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me."

The butler watched the few people leave and go into another room, then he put away his smile and asked the servant behind him to come in quickly and take the screen away.

This room was where the Demon Prince once lived. Now that he is dead, the strange butterfly flower on the screen has become ownerless.

The strange butterfly flower appears to grow on branches, but it is actually a fake wood vine that is good at deceiving people.

The reason why Dark Wing brought this useless demon prince here was simply for this strange butterfly flower.

At night, in Shen Youan's room.

I saw the young man in red lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, sweat on his forehead and a slight frown on his face.

In a dream.

Shen Youan walked aimlessly in the thick white fog. He didn't know where he was and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Suddenly he heard some faint crying sounds. I sounded like a little girl of seven or eight years old, crying very aggrievedly.

Shen Youan followed the sound and passed through layers of fog.

Finally he saw a little girl in a purple dress with a beautiful butterfly hairstyle tied with a wooden hairpin.

She squatted on the ground, hugged her knees, buried her face in her legs, and cried softly.

Shen Youan looked at this scene. He should have been alert, but for some reason, he had the urge to comfort her.

So he thought so and did it.

Shen Youan reached out and patted her shoulder, and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

The little girl raised her head, and saw tears all over her face. She was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, looking so pitiful.

Her beautiful eyes were red and slightly swollen from crying, and her fine hair was stuck to her forehead.

next second.

She just said, "Master, you don't want me anymore..."

The little girl's aggrieved, pitiful and tender baby voice reached Shen Youan's ears. He widened his eyes in disbelief.

Master? Are you talking about him?

Shen Youan pursed his lips and slowly said, "Little friend, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not your master."

After that, he asked again: "Do you know where this place is?"

The little girl shook her head, refused to speak, and cried even harder.

Shen Youan looked at her, feeling somewhat bewildered. Panic flashed in his eyes. He anxiously reached out and touched her head, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. Your eyes are swollen from crying, and you're not pretty anymore."

The little girl pursed her lips when she heard this and tried hard not to cry. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt because her master said she was not pretty.

Xiaodie is the most beautiful. The patriarch said that Xiaodie is the most beautiful girl.

"I'm...beautiful..."

She tried hard to hold back her tears and retorted stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, what's your name?"

Seeing this, Shen Youan knew that he would not be able to get anything out of the question for a while, and he probably could not get out of this fog, so he asked in a soft voice.

"My name is Guidie... Gui means strange, Die means butterfly."

After hearing his words, the little girl was a little at a loss for a moment. She felt that her name was not nice and did not want to tell her master, but she had to tell it since her master asked.

After saying that, Guidie looked up at him timidly, praying that she wouldn't see any disgust or dislike in his eyes.

When Shen Youan heard it, he felt that this name was not suitable for a well-behaved and pretty little girl, but he didn't show it on his face.

The young man said happily, "So your name is Xiaodie. It's a nice name, and you are also very pretty and cute."

The little girl was stunned when she heard this. What was the master talking about? Was the master praising her? Xiaodie...was Xiaodie pretty and cute?

"Is what the master said true?"

Guidie looked at the person in front of her expectantly, hoping that he would say it again. In her memory, her previous master only beat and scolded her, saying that she was a little brat who could do nothing.

Xiaodie wanted to prove that she was useful, but her master always looked down on her and locked her behind a screen.

After a long time, Guidie felt very painful in her heart. What made her even more overwhelmed was that the connection between her and her master seemed to have disappeared.

That means the master might be dead...

Guidie burst into tears sadly. Until today, when several people entered this room, she thought her brother was so handsome and felt very close to him as soon as she saw him.

Finally, her brother actually reached out and touched her head. She couldn't help but reached out to touch it too, but she forgot to put the thorn away and accidentally stabbed her brother.

But because of this, they successfully made the contract, and the handsome brother became her master, and now he would squat in front of her and comfort her softly.

Guidie felt like all this was a dream. If it was a dream, she would rather never wake up. She didn't want to be disliked by her master. She could also help her master and do many things within her ability.

"Yeah, it's true."

Shen Youan nodded, looked at the somewhat self-deprecating little girl in front of him, and smiled in agreement.

He still didn't understand why she insisted on thinking that she was her master, so he asked:

"Why do you think I'm your master?"