Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 211 Feeling scared

Before Lu Ziqing had time to ask Xiaoliu what was going on, Su Chengyi and the others had just arrived at the main hall, and Chen Ji said happily.

"Brother Shenxian is back. I tell you, the emperor sent a reward this morning, along with two beauties who want to sleep with Brother Shenxian and have children."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Ji glanced at the pale faces around him, restrained his smile, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong? Am I wrong?"

Su Chengyi glanced at Lu Ziqing's embarrassment and patted Chen Ji, "What do you mean by giving birth while sleeping? Where did you learn that? Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Ji looked at Xiao Wu with an innocent look on his face, completely unaware.

"That... Xiaowu said that. He said that when a man and a woman lie together, they are going to have children. I asked him how, but he refused to tell me. What a stingy guy."

These words were poisonous. Xiao Wu's heart tightened, and he was suddenly met with several pairs of eyes that could pierce through him. He smiled awkwardly.

"... Prince Su insisted on asking me, so I told him. Oh, no, no, let's not talk about it. Let's eat quickly, it's getting cold."

Lu Ziqing pulled his clothes in place, sighed helplessly, and sat at the table, saying, "I don't want those two women. I'll have them sent back tomorrow."

Xiao Liu paused as he heard this, "That won't do. We can't return the Emperor's gift. It would be fine if we declined it right then and there, but now that the gift has been delivered, we can't return it. That would be like refusing His Majesty's grace and slapping the Emperor in the face."

"Yes, sir." Xiao Wu said lightly while chewing the meat.

"Since the Emperor has offered it, just accept it. Besides, those two women were tributes from foreign envoys when all nations came to pay tribute. They are both extremely beautiful. Judging from their appearance, one of them is a foreigner, and the other looks similar to our Central Plains women. They are said to be from Goryeo."

Lu Ziqing was eating tofu soup and felt annoyed after listening to it. Just when he was wondering what to do, he saw Chen Ji talking as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, you guys, you're just going to sleep. You wash up, lie down on the bed, roll up the quilt and go to sleep. Why are you still hesitating and worrying? You might not even start a fight, right?"

When Su Chengyi heard the words "fighting while sleeping", the scene of his second brother and the two women in bed flashed through his mind, and the soup in his mouth suddenly sprayed back into the bowl. The others followed suit and choked and coughed repeatedly.

Lu Ziqing immediately understood what they were thinking, and his face turned shy and angry. Before he could finish his anger, he saw everyone looking up at the same time, their eyes wide open.

He looked back and his heart skipped a beat. The two women had already walked up to him. Xiaoliu and Wuji beside them subconsciously stood up and made way.

Then, the others clattered their stools around and huddled together to sit. From a distance, they watched the two women sitting on either side of Lu Ziqing with expressions as if they were enjoying a show.

The scent of cosmetics lingered in the air. Lu Ziqing sat stiffly in the middle, like a piece of wood, looking so embarrassed that she wished she could crawl into the ground.

There seemed to be anger in his eyes as he stared at the group of unreliable people in front of him.

The foreign beauty had an impressive figure. She picked up the chopsticks and put some meat into Lu Ziqing's bowl, speaking in a poor Central Plains dialect.

"Sir...eat some food, my name is...Kazar."

On the other side, the Korean beauty was agile and sexy. She picked a grape from the plate and put it to Lu Ziqing's mouth. Her breasts were already pressed against him. He shuddered suddenly and listened to the beauty's delicate words.

"My dear, you are so handsome. My name is Park Youzhen."

Lu Ziqing was not very good at dealing with women, especially in this way. He couldn't hide from it, so he looked to the group of onlookers in front of him for help.

Unexpectedly, the group of people tacitly withdrew their gazes, glanced to the side and pretended not to see it, and ran away, saying that they were full.

Lu Ziqing stared at the group of ungrateful people and ran out as if he had seen a ghost. The two beauties smiled at each other without knowing why and continued to eat.

It was almost midnight when Xiao Yan finished his social engagements. It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Only a few yellow lanterns remained along the street, and the sound of horse hooves filled the dark night.

Mo Kun slowed down at the street corner on his way back to the Marquis' Mansion. Xiao Yan looked ahead at the street in a drunken state, hesitated for a while, and finally rode his horse towards Chongbeifang.

It rained during the day and the cold wind blew at night, making it still chilly.

He rode his horse quickly across the street, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly felt something strange. The chill he had just felt gradually turned into a gloomy chill, like a gust of cold wind blowing from the Netherworld.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shiver, feeling the chill air pressing towards him, and the drunkenness was suddenly half dispelled.

He glanced at the dark corner of the street, alerted his back, and sped up his horse. However, no matter how fast he rode, that chilling aura always followed him like a shadow, tightly entwining him.

The feeling was exactly the same as the experience at the Shuzhou mass grave. Just as Xiao Yang was thinking of this, suddenly, a few sharp "hehehe" laughs were heard behind him. The voice was a little more childish than a woman's, but also revealed a fierceness.

Mo Kun seemed to have heard it as well. He suddenly slowed down from his wild gallop, raised his horse's hooves and neighed loudly, then turned around restlessly in place.

He gripped the reins tightly and looked around. The streets and alleys were empty. Only the fierce laughter could be heard, ethereal and distant, lingering in the air.

After passing through Shuzhou, Xiao Yan seemed to have lost his courage. This moment he was no longer afraid, but shouted angrily at Lingkong.

"Who are you, monster? Come out."

The sound floated from far away and got closer. After a while, it really appeared. It was a ball of green light that slowly brightened up. The halo gradually dissipated, and a half-translucent face of a girl emerged.

The girl was about seven or eight years old. Her face was deathly pale, her eyeballs were pitch black, and there was no blood from the middle of her mouth to her entire chin. Only a row of teeth remained on her upper lip, and black blood was still flowing out.

When it saw Xiao Yan, the half of its face grinned and the black blood flowed faster.

Before, the female ghost in Shuzhou had always been covered with a veil, so it didn't matter that he couldn't see her face. However, this time, Xiao Yan actually saw the ghost's true face, and he was really scared.

He immediately drew out his knife and chopped at it. The blade went straight through the little ghost's face, as if it was chopped at the air. The little ghost was unharmed, still grinning cruelly, and slowly approached him.

Xiao Yan chopped at the little ghost repeatedly, but to no avail. Mo Kun became restless, pacing back and forth and whimpering softly.

It seemed to be extremely afraid of the little ghost's voice, and the next moment, it suddenly rushed out.

Xiao Yan looked back from time to time as he faced the strong wind. The little ghost with a ferocious face was still following him. No matter how he ran, the little ghost was always laughing wildly a few steps away from him and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

In the dim night, Mo Kun was galloping on the street. It was unknown how long he had been running. When Xiao Yan looked back, the little ghost was gone.

He was puzzled and just turned his head to look for it when half a ghost face suddenly appeared two steps away from him and met his eyes.

Xiao Yan was startled and before he could react, he was thrown to the ground by Mo Kun. The yellow dog lying on the corner of the street kept barking wildly.

The little ghost turned his head to look at the yellow dog. The dog's legs instantly went weak and it fell to the ground. It whimpered and lay on its back with its four legs in the air. Blood slowly flowed from its eyes and it died on the spot.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened and he swallowed hard. He grabbed Mo Kun and was about to climb over him when the little ghost suddenly turned around, grinning with a dark and rotten face, and suddenly flashed in front of him.