Chapter 131: Two Colors Open Dyeing Workshop 2

Feng Shi once told him that this person should be Yinyu. Because of the priests who have been demoted over the years, there are only a few. So, thank you: "What's your name?"

The ghost-faced person said: "Don't dare, just a nameless soldier."

Entering the abandoned dyeing workshop, Xie Lian couldn't help but startled. saw all kinds of clothes hanging on wooden racks: wedding gowns, official robes, daughters' gauze, Zi clothes, children's clothes... There are also very simple and rude blood-stained linen clothes, as if they were afraid that others would not think about them. Clothes are weird. Layer upon layer, dark and evil, as if one by one living dead were standing there. Even if it is not Jin Yixian, it is definitely not a good thing.

Long and colorful fabrics hang high on wooden shelves, some pale, some dirty, and have not been taken care of for a long time. Quan Yizhen squatted on the edge of the dark dyeing vat, burying his head in studying the strange-colored and odorous liquid inside. Xie Lian was always worried that he would dip his fingers in the next moment and lick it, and quickly drag him down. Seeing the courtyard, a group of demons and monsters were strung together by an iron chain, squatting on the ground with their heads folded, and said, "This is...?"

The ghost-faced person said: "Recently, those who sell Jinyixian in the ghost market, as well as the demons and ghosts who use Jinyixian in various places, are all here. There are ninety-eight pieces in total."

There are actually ninety-eight pieces, and they should all be caught within a short period of time, thank you for being slightly moved. The ghost-faced man said again: "If there is another change, I will capture it for His Royal Highness as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Xie Lian couldn't help but said: "No need. Please tell the third... Flower City Lord, you really don't need to be so troublesome. I can do it myself." The result is the same, but it takes a little time and energy. . But he himself is a priest serving in the heavenly court. Even if there are few people worshipping him, serious errands are just doing these things.

The ghost-faced person said: "The city owner naturally understands that His Highness can do it easily. But because of this, I hope you don't have to spend your energy on such trivial things that anyone can do. Your Highness's time and energy should be used to do more. Important matter."

"..."

After deliberating for a moment, Xie Lian still said: "Excuse me, your city lord is now...?"

Lang Ying seemed to be dangling casually beside Xie Lian, and the ghost-faced person said: "The city owner is very busy now."

Thanks for the pity: "Oh. That's good, I hope everything goes well with him, everything goes well."

I have asked one by one in this group of monsters and ghosts, and all of them insisted that they were wholesale from mysterious people wearing masks. It was not like lying. But in a place like a ghost market, there are hundreds of mysterious people wearing masks in one day. ?

Unable to ask why, the ghost-faced man pulled the rope and took away the ghosts who were screaming and said goodbye. However, the ninety-eight ghost clothes remained. Xie pity only felt that I had never seen so many clothes when I was collecting tattered old clothes in the past. I turned over them one by one. I doubted that none of them were genuine, so I said to Quan Yizhen: "Qiying, look at it again. Bar."

Quan Yizhen scratched his fluffy curly hair, shook his head, and said, "Too many."

Too many ghost clothes. The evil spirits of each piece of clothing affect each other, making people lose their judgment.

This is like a person with a sensitive taste. Although he can distinguish between pear-flavored and apple-flavored candy fillings, if he mixes 98 different fruit fillings and lets him taste it, he will lose his sense of taste at all. Xie Lian was thinking of other ways, and when he looked back, he saw that Quan Yizhen took a piece of clothing and was about to put it on his body. Xie Lian quickly stopped him and hung the clothes back: "Stop, stop. Qiying, let's talk first. Good: First, don't eat indiscriminately. Second, don't dress indiscriminately. These are dangerous behaviors."

Quan Yizhen pointed behind him and said, "What about him?"

Xie pity suddenly smelled a slight burnt smell, and then looked back in the direction he pointed, saw that Lang Ying found a match from somewhere and lit it, and was holding it, calmly and skillfully burning a ghost hem of the garment.

Thanks for pity: "...also...don't play with fire???"

The ghost clothes seemed to be sore from being roasted by Lang Ying. The hem of the clothes curled up, twisted crazily, and kept dodging. It didn't look like a piece of clothing, but a live loach. This picture actually seemed a bit cruel. However, although there is a burning smell, there are no burn marks on the fabric. It seems that the Yin Qi of these ghost clothes has been abundant enough to protect them from the fire.

Listening to Xie Lian telling him not to play with fire, Lang Ying threw away the match, stepped on the ground with one foot and put it out, and looked very good again. Xie Lian couldn't help laughing and crying, and said in the past: "How are you today..."

Speaking of this, the expression on his face suddenly solidified.

Because he saw, not far across from him, a long white cloth hanging on a high wooden frame, slightly swayed by the night wind. On the fabric, a black figure was reflected, walking slowly. And this figure has no head.

Xie Lian pulled Lang Ying behind him, and the shot was a sword, saying: "Be careful!"

This sword cut the cloth and the figure into two pieces. However, when the cloth fell to the ground, there was no one behind, and the figure of the headless man disappeared without a trace. Xie Lian didn't have time to go forward to check, there was a slight chill behind him, he turned back suddenly, and his pupils suddenly closed. saw a gorgeously dressed woman standing silently behind him at some point.

No! Not a woman, just a dress!

What he had just cut into two pieces was also a piece of clothing, which fell to the ground and was covered with cloth. In all directions, Yingyingchaochuo crowds of human figures staggeringly gathered towards the three of them. It turned out that, before you knew it, all the ninety-eight ghost clothes hanging in the courtyard, corridor, and dyeing workshop broke free from the shelves!

Xie Lian was stunned: "How come everything is like this all of a sudden?"

A low voice came from beside him, saying, "Wan Gui is restless."

Xie pity looked back, and it was Lang Ying who spoke. Although he didn't show any uneasiness, the veins on the back of his pale hand were already slightly raised, and he was obviously affected in some way.

Another riot of ghosts! The closer it is to the opening date of Tonglu Mountain, the more deafening it reminds the ghosts. The first thing Xie Lian thought of was: "How is Saburo now???"

However, the situation did not give him time to think about it, and his thoughts turned sharply, and more than 20 ghost clothes had already been posted. Without hesitation, Quan Yizhen threw a punch. If this punch hit the wall or the ground, it would definitely cause the earth to shake and the earth to crack, but the punch hit a few pieces of clothing. Just imagine, even children's play knows "rock, scissors, cloth", cloth wrapped hammer. That fluffy, soft fabric just happens to be good for the boxing! No matter how heavy his fist is, the fabric will be so softly wrapped for you, unscathed, you can only thank the pity for the sword. But the evasion of the ghost clothes is extremely light, and they can be pulled out four or five feet with a swipe, and because they have almost no weight, they hardly make any sound. It is much more difficult to catch their movements and guard against their sneak attacks than to guard against people. .

Usually people choose clothes, but at this time, clothes choose people, ninety-eight ghost clothes, and they can't wait to find someone who fits their body and their eyes. Among people, women are the most picky clothes; among ghost clothes, women's clothes are the most picky people. Dozens of women's long skirts of different colors and styles were madly attached to Xie Lian's body, and the sword could not be forced to go. The battle situation was even fiercer than a group of women who saw beautiful clothes that suit their hearts. For a while, Xie Lian seemed to be surrounded by flowers. , being squeezed and pulled by a circle of women's clothes. Quan Yizhen pulled off some of the children's clothes that he was persistently putting on his head, and threw them aside, wondering, "Why do these women's clothes like you so much?"

Thanks for the pity: "Maybe because I look more friendly???"

However, there was no ghost clothes to entangle Lang Ying, perhaps because he was a ghost, so he didn't approach him if he knew that he couldn't get any benefits from him. Xie Lian cut off several female skirts with a sword, and the cut off ghost clothes were divided into upper and lower parts, still moving freely, and dodging faster and more erratic. In the corner of Xie Lian's eyes, he saw a few ghost clothes sneakily groping for the window, and shouted: "Close the door, pull the array! Don't let them go out!"

They can cope with two gods and one ghost, but if these ghost clothes slip out to find others, it will be troublesome. However, it was still too late. The courtyard of the dye house is open-air, and there is already a long robe fluttering its wide sleeves a few times, rising into the sky, and flying into the night sky like a huge bat. Thanks for the pity, he said: "Qiying! I will give you the one in the dyeing workshop!" After speaking, he stepped out of the wall and grabbed the hem of the ghost robe.

With the addition of personal weight, the robe couldn't fly even if it fluttered its sleeves, and it fell to the ground and was grabbed by the placket. But it was very cunning. "Chi La" ripped off one of his clothes. The strong man broke his wrist and hurriedly slipped out of Xie Lian's hands. A passerby happened to go home after drinking a little wine. He saw a headless monster running towards him, screaming in fright: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, headless ghost! Headless!"

Xie Lian rushed up to grab the dress, showed it to the man, and reassured him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Look! It's not that there is no head, it's that there is nothing."

When the man saw it, his collar was empty, nothing! This was more terrifying than a headless ghost. He rolled his eyes and fainted. Xie Lian quickly caught him and gently put it on the ground, saying: "I'm sorry! I'll deal with it immediately, deal with it immediately."

After this turmoil passed, Xie Lian managed to catch all the ghost clothes that flew out of the dyeing workshop back, and after a round of clicks, it was confirmed that there was no shortage of one, and then he was relieved.

At this point, Xie Lian said: "I had no choice but to use Qiying's simplest and crudest method. Let's try it on one by one."

He is willing to wear it by himself, but it is difficult to tell the other two partners at the moment. I am afraid that if he happens to be wearing Jinyixian later, if something happens, he can't deal with it, so he decides to let him control and stare at the other two wearing it. .

So, Lang Ying and Quan Yizhen both took off their jackets and tried them one by one. Every time they wore one, Xie Lian issued simple instructions like "jump twice" or "turn around" to see if they would follow.

However, after trying all ninety-eight pieces for one round, the two of them each wore forty or fifty pieces without any inappropriate reaction. It seems that none of these ghost clothes is Jin Yixian. Bai was busy with work for most of the night.

Lang Ying and Quan Yizhen were wearing single clothes, squatting on the ground, and Xie Lian sat in the messy clothes on the ground, holding their foreheads and said: "Selling fakes is really not advisable..."

After helping him for a while, he went to Lingwen and said, "Lingwen, I have collected some ghost clothes here. Although there are probably no genuine Jin Yixian in them, they are all evil and a little tricky. Send someone down to take it away?"

Lingwen said: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away. How many did you receive?"

Thanks for the pity: "Ninety-eight pieces."

"..." Lingwen said, "His Royal Highness is really capable, and he actually received more than what I reported to you."

Xie Lian coughed and said, "It's not me..."

Before the words fell, there was another familiar feeling of chills on the back. Xie Lian was slightly startled and looked up.

In front of me, a black silhouette of a human figure was reflected on the swaying strips of pale cloth.

This time, neither headless nor erratic. Standing behind the curtain-like strip of cloth was indeed a person. It can be seen that it is a tall young man, and even the extremely scattered hair can be clearly seen on the edge of the figure.

The author has something to say: the intuition of the female ghosts (clothes) is very accurate, and they can smell the kindness from Xie Lian keenly: "This person! There must be experience!!! OK, it's him, no one wants it. Grab me!!!"