Qi Rongsheng took out a map densely marked with locations. He pointed to a certain spot and said, "According to the calculations of the sect elders, the time when Zhou Qian and the others went missing highly coincides with the opening time of the Ghost Market. So it's very likely that they've been hidden there. This matter involves too many interests. After much thought, since you're the strongest among the younger generation in the Xuanmen, we'd like to ask for your help."
Yu Nian thought for a moment and then readily agreed.
Not to mention that Zhou Qian was her friend, even if Zhou Feiyu hadn't come to her, she would have gone to the Ghost Market because of what happened to Jiang Li and Liu Hele.
Seeing Yu Nian's quick agreement, Qi Rongsheng squinted at her and asked, "You agreed so easily? Do you know who the current master of the Ghost Market is?"
Yu Nian stared at him expressionlessly and replied, "No."
"It's the newly promoted demon king, Feng Lian."
Yu Nian frowned slightly. The Ghost Market was a mixed - up place where bad things like fights often happened. To facilitate management, a rule was established: the Ghost Market would be under the jurisdiction of a powerful ghost king who could also profit from it.
It was normal for the Ghost Market to be under the jurisdiction of a ghost king, but why was it now under the control of a demon king?
"Feng Lian? A demon?"
Zhou Feiyu nodded. "That's right. It's him. The demon world respects the strong. Feng Lian, this wolf demon, is extremely warlike. After defeating the old demon king, he was pursued by other demons and became the new demon king. After he became the demon king, he was either fighting with others or on his way to fight. He fought all the way to the ghost world, defeated the ghost king in one fell swoop, and drove him out of the territory. Since then, the demon king has gained control of the Ghost Market."
As Zhou Feiyu was speaking, he took out a dark - colored gilt invitation from his bosom and handed it to Yu Nian. "We've found out that the Ghost Market is holding an auction that only happens once every hundred years. This is the invitation we managed to get with great difficulty. You should keep it in case you need it."
Yu Nian nodded thoughtfully. Seeing that Zhou Feiyu had been frowning all the time, she patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.
"Don't worry. I'll definitely bring Zhou Qian back. You guys should prepare some necessary items first. We'll set off tomorrow night."
Qi Rongsheng was a bit confused. "Why tomorrow night? Can't we go tonight? Are you scared?"
Yu Nian was too lazy to explain and simply said, "I naturally have my own things to do."
Qi Rongsheng didn't understand, but Feng Chengyuan did. Yu Nian was going to fulfill the wish of the ghost who was hit by a car.
...............
In the dead of night, in the side room of the Qingxin Temple, Yu Nian was about to take a bath while still recalling what had happened that day.
Liu Hele detained in the Ghost Market, the Taoist priests who disappeared in the Ghost Market, Jiang Li and his son who had hidden in the Ghost Market...
Each of these things was related to the Ghost Market. What hidden connections were there behind them?
As Yu Nian was thinking, she began to unbutton her clothes. Vaguely, she felt something was wrong.
At first, that sense seemed very weak, as if it was trying its best to restrain itself. But when her finger touched the second button on her chest, her movement involuntarily paused. A complex emotion that didn't belong to her welled up in her heart, accompanied by a bit of dry mouth.
Yu Nian stopped and finally remembered that Feng Chengyuan's soul was still in her body!
Feng Chengyuan had been very quiet. Most of the time, he just gently watched her and never took the initiative to seize control of the body, which made Yu Nian almost forget his existence.
In her mind, Feng Chengyuan's voice was hoarse and low. He let out a soft sigh. [Sorry, Niannian...]
Although he understood the principle of not looking at others inappropriately, he was also a normal man.
When his sweetheart was undressing in front of him, Feng Chengyuan couldn't stay calm.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Chengyuan actually controlled the body to button up the clothes. Then, he somehow found an eye mask and covered his eyes tightly.
Yu Nian was a bit amused. "What are you doing?"
Feng Chengyuan didn't say a word and even consciously restrained his five senses.
But when Yu Nian was applying shower gel, her hands inevitably brushed across her chest and thighs.
Feng Chengyuan's breathing immediately became heavier, and some inappropriate thoughts arose uncontrollably.
If Yu Nian could see Feng Chengyuan at this moment, she would find that he was completely blushing.
Yu Nian naturally also noticed Feng Chengyuan's abnormality and felt a bit embarrassed. In the strange silence, she quickly finished taking a bath.
Just as Yu Nian was about to go to bed, she heard Feng Chengyuan gently remind her: [Dry your hair before going to sleep. Be careful not to catch a cold.]
Yu Nian was a bit sleepy. She casually grabbed a towel to wipe her hair and said perfunctorily, "It's dry."
Feng Chengyuan seemed to be amused by Yu Nian's reaction. He controlled Yu Nian's body to get out of bed, rummaged out a hair dryer, and then sat in front of the mirror to dry Yu Nian's hair himself.
First, he placed the big and soft towel on Yu Nian's shoulders, and then gently combed her hair with a wooden comb.
Feng Chengyuan treated every strand of Yu Nian's hair extremely carefully, as if it were a precious handicraft.
Yu Nian stared at the mirror. Vaguely, she saw the man standing beside her. She slowly lowered her eyes, her heart filled with warmth.
................
Early the next morning, everyone in the Qingxin Temple sat around having breakfast.
Feng Chengyuan had checked according to the address provided by the ghost who was hit by a car. The ghost's home wasn't far from Kyoto. If they were quick, they could go in the morning and come back in the afternoon, which wouldn't delay their plan to go to the Ghost Market at night.
Yu Nian originally wanted to take a bus, but Feng Chengyuan stopped her. "Let's drive. We can get there in two hours. I have a car parked behind the temple."
The room was silent for a while. Then Yu Nian replied wooden - faced, "I can't drive."
Hearing this, Ming Mingzhong put down his chopsticks and stared at Yu Nian curiously. He had a strong filter for Yu Nian. In his eyes, Yu Nian was omnipotent. So he sighed, "It turns out there's something the boss can't do in the world."
He Zhiping was stunned. Scratching his head, he wondered, "Yu Nian, I remember you have a driver's license, don't you?"
Yu Nian was silent. It was true that the original owner had a driver's license.
But she was the Elder Xuande. She had died a long time ago, so of course she couldn't drive.
Feng Chengyuan seemed to be amused by Yu Nian's reaction. He said softly, "Don't I exist?"
Just like this, Yu Nian and Feng Chengyuan set off on the journey back to the ghost's hometown with the ghost who was hit by a car.
As soon as they got in the car, it started to rain. A white mist splashed on the rooftops and streets, like a floating white veil.
Every now and then, a few fresh breezes blew, and the white veil drifted away gently. The rain slanted onto the puddles on the street, creating small water splashes.
Yu Nian sat in the driver's seat and gave the control of the body to Feng Chengyuan.
Most of the time before, it was Chen Xian who drove. Although Feng Chengyuan had driven occasionally, Yu Nian had never observed him carefully.
Observing closely, Yu Nian found that Feng Chengyuan drove very steadily.
There was a randomly parked SUV in front of their car, blocking the way out completely.
Yu Nian originally thought that Feng Chengyuan would have to move the car several times to get out, but Feng Chengyuan was very calm.
He put one hand on the passenger seat and turned back, while the other hand turned the steering wheel. He didn't even need to look at the reversing camera. With just two maneuvers, he drove the car out quickly and steadily.
When turning back, Yu Nian accidentally raised her eyes and was attracted by the calm "herself" in the rear - view mirror.
Feeling Yu Nian's gaze, Feng Chengyuan gave a soft laugh.
Yu Nian quietly shifted her gaze, feeling a little flustered.
This guy was quite handsome.