Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Banshee

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: BansheeChapter 143 of The Night Watchman of Dafeng, The Storm of the Imperial Examination, The Female Monster Xu Qian'an took a sip of wine, put down the wine glass, looked around at the beauties, and said in a free and easy tone: "I accompanied Princess Huaiqing to the banquet that day, and I was inspired and wrote this half of a seven-character poem."

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if it was just a trivial matter, but the courtesans were moved.

It was Aya who was confirmed by his guess. At this moment, he felt that it was a natural thing, as if it should be like this.

Dafeng still has no poetic talent. Princess Huaiqing had no good works circulated before, and suddenly there was one more good work, which was abnormal.

But when I heard the news, I really couldn't connect it with Xu Qian'an. When I heard what he said just now, I thought of his identity as a night watchman and his extraordinary poetic talent, so I boldly tried it, but I didn't expect that I really guessed it right.

Now who this poem came from, the Jiaofangsi still doesn't know, and there are countless curious people outside. This news alone is a topic of conversation.

"Xu Lang" Fuxiang gazed at him affectionately, with charming eyes. For her who loves poetry, this is more attractive than any sweet words.

Other courtesans, in addition to being amazed and surprised by Xu Qi'an's poetry, have another thing that makes them feel excited, which is beyond the poetry itself.

He can actually enter the imperial city and participate in the banquets of princes and princesses.

This means that Xu Qi'an is the confidant of a prince or princess, otherwise he would not be taken to the banquet. In this way, his value is not just poetry.

He is handsome, a night watchman, and has power. Of course, the courtesans are used to seeing dignitaries. The power of the night watchman is nothing, but what if this night watchman has a talent that looks down on the literati, and what if this night watchman is highly valued by a prince or princess.

These halos added together are much more attractive than being a concubine to those old men.

"We can't let Fuxiang get away with it. We have to snatch her away. Now Fuxiang is the top courtesan in the Jiaofang Division. If she gets another poem, the sisters will never be able to make a name for themselves."

Thinking of this, the courtesans' smiles became more sincere. Each of them wanted to say something but hesitated, and flirted with Xu Qian'an with affectionate eyes.

The atmosphere in the reception hall instantly became hot.

After the drinking game ended, under the influence of alcohol, the courtesans played finger- guessing games boldly, rolling up their sleeves, revealing their white and slender arms and delicate fists.

The main reason was that Xu Qian'an didn't mind, which gave them courage.

It was getting dark, and there were more guests in the Jiaofang Division, and then they noticed something very strange.

Today, many courtesans closed their doors and refused to have tea.

Some people went to the madam in anger, and the madam thought that these girls were going to rebel. How could they make money if they didn't open the business?

So he asked someone to find out, and found out that the courtesans who were thanking the guests had all gone to Qingchi Courtyard, a total of eight people, which means that there were nine courtesans in Qingchi Courtyard.

"What's going on?"

"From the sound, they seem very happy. Are they entertaining some important person?"

"How is it possible? During the Beijing inspection, which important person dared to play like this? Who would be stupid enough to hand the handle to the enemy with his own hands?"

"Maybe they just got together to play."

"What are you guessing? Just go and ask."

A guest knocked on the gate of Qingchi Courtyard. The little green-clothed guarding the gate opened the gate and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

At the gate of Qingchi Courtyard, there were more than a dozen guests.

"What are the ladies doing inside?" A young man in luxurious clothes looked into the courtyard and asked in a deep voice.

"They are entertaining guests." The little green-clothed said.

The courtyard gate was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, someone said with a strange look on his face: "Well, if it's inconvenient to reveal which lord is inside, forget it."

The young man in green thought about it. The guest in the courtyard was Mr. Xu, not the big shot that the guests thought. He didn't think there was anything to hide, so he said frankly: "It's not what you gentlemen think. The guest inside is Mr. Xu."

Mr. Xu?

Everyone looked at each other and searched in their minds for a while, but couldn't find the person who could be identified.

Is there a noble or high-ranking official with the surname Xu in this dynasty?

The young man who knocked on the door frowned and said, "That Mr. Xu?"

"Xu Qi'an, the Mr. Xu Qi'an who wrote to Fuxiang." The young man in green said that he was rewarded with three coins of silver and was in a good mood. This was all thanks to Mr. Xu, and he was happy to make him famous.

Is it him?

There were several scholars present with bright eyes.

"Let's wait here, maybe we can wait for a poem to be passed down through the ages."

As soon as these words came out, the people who were originally angry and jealous also suppressed their emotions. Everyone present was a person of status, even merchants, they also had a heart to pretend to be elegant.

"Nine courtesans serve, what a style, the previous top scholars have never been treated like

this."

"The top scholar dare not be so extravagant and ostentatious."

"Ding Ding Ding"

In the crisp sound, several arrows without arrowheads fell accurately into the pot three feet

away.

Blindfolded, Xu Qi'an turned his back and took off the cloth strip, laughed and hugged Xiaoya and Mingyan, the two courtesans, and bit them on the face.

After biting, Xu Qi'an patted their buttocks: "I am willing to accept the loss, drink, drink."

The two courtesans twisted their waists, cried coquettishly and shouted annoyingly, while raising their glasses to drink obediently.

"No more playing, no more playing, being invincible is too lonely." Xu Qi'an pushed the two courtesans away: "Wait here, ladies, I'll go out for a while, and when I come back, you can fight for three hundred rounds."

He touched his stomach, indicating that he was going to the toilet.

A group of courtesans shouted from behind: Sir, go quickly and come back soon.

After leaving the house, the door was closed, and the cold wind blew in his face. Xu Qi'an restrained his exaggerated expression and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Looking around, seeing that no one noticed him, he lightly jumped onto the wall, tore off a page of the Qi-watching technique, and ignited it with the Qi.

Swish~

He looked up at the sky, and two clear lights in his eyes cut through the night sky, and then restrained, and the clear light was contained in his pupils.

Xu Qi'an came to the Jiaofangsi for another purpose, which was to observe the fate here at close range and search for evil spirits.

Henghui has already appeared and killed twice in the inner city. He doesn't believe that there

are no demons lurking in the city.

"Henghui is obviously the demon's knife. They are using him to achieve a certain purpose.

The demons have taken great pains to release the seal. They will never let Henghui do whatever he wants. If it were me, I would definitely keep an eye on Henghui. Last time I observed the demon in the Jiaofangsi, if it was just a coincidence, it would be fine. If not, then the Jiaofangsi is very likely one of the bases where the demons lurk."

Xu Qian'an's eyes were filled with clear air, and he slowly swept through every corner of the Jiaofangsi, seeing all kinds of auras, and found nothing unusual.

Finally, he cast his gaze on the Qingchi Courtyard in front of him, and on the wine house

where the courtesans were.

A wisp of green demonic aura, curling and wafting, like green smoke.

Fuck, Xu Qian'an almost couldn't help but swear, his heart suddenly felt cold, and cold sweat

broke out on his back.

The demon is in the house?

You just accompanied me to drink?

He felt like in a horror story, where the protagonist stayed in the mountains and was warmly entertained, but woke up the next day to find himself in a deserted mountain cemetery. "Is the demon from one of the courtesans, or a maid? It can't be Fuxiang, I slept with her so many times, she can't be a demon, and I saw her when I observed the demon aura that day."

Xu Qian'an jumped down the wall silently and tiptoed to the wine house. The door of the wine house was not closed tightly, and he looked inside through the crack in the door.

He saw the woman with green demon aura, not one of the courtesans, but Mingyan's personal

maid.

It was her. Xu Qian'an immediately started to associate, why didn't he notice it when he observed the demon aura last time when she led Song Tingfeng and others to play group sex?

Did she use any method to block the demonic aura at that time? What was her purpose in lurking around Ming Yan? Well, Ming Yan might not be innocent. Maybe she is an accomplice of the demon clan. So, she sent someone to invite me as soon as I entered the Jiaofangsi. It was not just to curry favor with me.

Xu Qian'an made a decision immediately. He left Qingchi Courtyard again and went straight to the small courtyard where Song Tingfeng was.

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He jumped onto the wall, ignored the surprised questions of the maids, broke in all the way,

and heard the sound of Lao Song wearing a channel to give fluid at the door of the master

bedroom.

The sound in the room suddenly stopped, followed by Song Tingfeng's vigilant voice: "Who." "It's me." Xu Qian'an knocked on the door: "Come out, there's something urgent."

Song Tingfeng cursed, followed by the sound of "rustling" dressing, and soon, he opened the

door in dishevel.

"Old Song, go back to the yamen now and notify Jin Luo on duty, and ask him to come to the Jiaofangsi in person and tell him that there are demons in Qingchi Courtyard."

Xu Qian'an said in short, "Remember, you must let Jin Luo come. I don't know much about the

art of looking at qi, and I can't tell the other party's strength. There are nine courtesans in Qingchi Courtyard, all of them are sheep and have no ability to protect themselves. By the way, if the one on duty is surnamed Zhu, you can go to the Sitianjian to find Song Qing

instead."

He didn't say anything extra. He believed that as long as Song Tingfeng explained the situation truthfully, Jin Luo would know what to do with his rich experience.

Song Tingfeng's face became more and more solemn, and the dissatisfaction and annoyance

just now disappeared. He went back to the house to get his sword and bronze gong, and rushed out of the yard while tying the magic tools.

Xu Qiyan quickly returned to Qingchi Courtyard, with a frivolous smile on his lips, a look of

having fun, he pushed open the door and said with a smile:

"Beauties, I'm back."

He just glanced at the enchantress who was pouring wine for his wife with his peripheral

vision, and then immediately looked away.

Unable to figure out the opponent's strength, Xu Qiyan did not dare to act without

authorization. Letting the opponent run away was secondary, and hurting the innocent courtesan was what he did not want to see.

Next, it was time to eat, drink, and touch.

Xu Qiyan and the courtesans played drinking games, drinking games, and throwing dice, and

they had a lot of fun.

Whose buttocks were rounder, whose breasts were softer, whose waists were the thinnest,

and who was made of water were all clear.

But Xu Qiyan was not happy, but a little anxious. He waited and waited, and an hour passed,

and Song Tingfeng had not returned.

At this time, the demon girl raised her head, glanced at Xu Qian'an, and said softly, "It's late

at night, ladies, please go back early. Mr. Xu, would you like to stay at my lady's place

tonight?"