Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 165: The Beauty Trap and Song Dingbo Catching Ghosts (Reviewing the Textbook)
Qin Shaoyou was sensible and arranged for Ye Xiaobei and Ye Beixuan to live in his own home, treating them like family, and the two happily accepted. It must be said that the Qin family was indeed magnificent and luxurious.

The house is as magnificent as a royal palace. It seems that this crazy girl Qin Ruoxi really has some business acumen and has inherited her father's true skills.

After enjoying a large amount of seafood, Ye Beixuan left alone. Tonight, he planned to use the beauty trap, which was considered the first of the thirty-six strategies in his military career.

midnight.

The night was as dark as ink, and the windows of Yihongyuan emitted charming pink lights, which illuminated the surroundings and formed pink mists. From a distance, they looked like pink lanterns.

On the pitch-black roof of the Yihong Courtyard building, a figure stood at the top of the red tiles. He folded his arms across his chest, his clothes fluttering slightly in the breeze, and his hair flew along with them.

In front of him, a woman wearing revealing pink clothes and with a hideous scar on her face was bowing to him.

"Sir? Do you have any other instructions?" Hu Meir said respectfully.

"Tell the governor Zhang tonight and ask him to arrange for me to enter Qin Beixi's military camp." Ye Beixuan said in a light tone.

This bold girl dared to go to the war before she had even mastered the swordsmanship. If anything happened to her, I would have already failed to live up to Master Qin's instructions. She might even blame the swordsmanship I taught her.

"Mei'er will definitely get it done for you, sir." Fox Mei'er said in a charming tone.

"Hmm?" Ye Beixuan looked at Hu Mei'er, who seemed to be hesitant and unable to speak, and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Hula! Hu Mei'er suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Sir, please enlighten me again. Do I have a husband?"

"I followed my master's request, but I didn't meet anyone who would give me bread. I had no choice but to commit myself to a brothel, but none of these men could please her."

Hiss. This vixen, she still hasn't changed her ways. What kind of husband do you want? You've already played with so many men, and it's not enough? Do you really have to play with them?
Ye Beixuan was speechless for a moment. How could I possibly offer you guidance? But then he thought, why not learn from Jiang Ziya and tell fortunes for the courtesan? It wouldn't hurt to try using the Divine Secret Technique on her. She'd helped him, too. If he didn't give her something in return, who would obey him in the future?

"Crash!" Ye Beixuan raised his hand, and suddenly ten copper coins appeared in the air. Accompanied by spiritual power, they spiraled in the air like petals without falling. It was the rain of flowers and gold coins falling from the sky.

"Pick one." He held out his hand for her to choose.

Hu Meir looked around, not knowing which one to choose. She was still choosing and hesitating until the first coin fell to the ground.

Ding Dong! The second coin fell to the ground, followed by the third, fourth, and ninth coins. When there was only one left, Hu Mei'er suddenly panicked and reached out to grab it, but the copper coin suddenly fell to the ground as if it had life.

Just as the copper coin was about to fall to the ground, she caught it with the instep of her foot in a hurry and then picked it up with her hand, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sir." Hu Mei'er handed over the copper coin with a frustrated look, "Why is this?"

Her face was full of anxiety, but also with a hint of anticipation, nervousness, and even a hint of fear. Her complex emotions alternated with each other, as if a knife was about to cut her but not yet, making her neck uncomfortable.

Ye Beixuan took the copper coin, frowned slightly, and said with a strange expression: "You have had many husbands in your life, but you have no husband."

"This hexagram indicates that you hesitated to choose, proving that you were too picky and ended up with no one to choose from." He then comforted her, "But fortunately, you finally caught the coin through your own efforts, so there is still hope."

"Sir, you know I've had more than a dozen husbands before." Hu Mei'er said dejectedly, "Mei'er wants to ask if you still have a husband now."

Ye Beixuan waved his hand, and all the copper coins on the ground returned to his sleeves, but the money could not be wasted.

So he slowed down his speech and said calmly, "I'm talking about you right now. Haven't you called others "husband" many times in this brothel? And have others also called you "little darling" many times?"

"This..." Hu Meir's heart sank, it seemed to be true, those stinky men were not good at kung fu, but they were good at coaxing people with their mouths.

"So, none of them are sincere. If you return to your original appearance, your fate will be the same as before." Ye Beixuan hit him mercilessly: "But..."

Ye Beixuan glanced at the embroidered shoes on Hu Mei'er's feet that were accidentally damaged when she went upstairs and said, "However, if you meet someone who gives you embroidered shoes, that person may be the one you are looking for. If you miss the opportunity, then you will never have a husband in your life."

"Oh! And don't throw away these shoes just yet."

Ye Beixuan had only a partial understanding of what the hexagrams in the art of divination were, and could only calculate that her fate might be in the north. Just now, Ye Beixuan thought about it carefully, and according to his experience in his previous life, the first person who noticed that her shoes were broken and sent them to her in time should be someone who was good to her. This combination of unorthodox fortune-telling and poisonous chicken soup for the soul pua should work!
"Hmm." Ye Beixuan said softly again, and continued, "When you go back this time, find a way to go on the expedition with Jiedushi Zhang. I just calculated that your husband might be from the north and might be in danger on the battlefield."

First, imitate Gou Jian's beauty trap to corrupt King Fu Chai.

Anyway, the future is the future. If I don't allow it, will this little demon dare to find me? Not only that, I will also make Beiliang a victim of the Thirty-Six Stratagems.

Hu Mei'er's face lit up when she heard this and said, "Really? Then Mei'er will come on behalf of her husband. Thank you in advance, sir."

"Well, I'll go first." After saying that, Ye Beixuan slipped away.

"Ah," Hu Mei'er sighed and muttered to herself, "Who was the person who gave me the shoes? Is he handsome?"

Thinking of this, she looked at her boudoir with disgust again, shook her head, and jumped downstairs in a flash.

Back in the room, Hu Meir opened the door with a worried look on her face.

As soon as you look, you will see a celadon vase on the table with a few plum blossoms in it, emitting a faint fragrance. A landscape painting with elegant brushwork hangs on the wall.

The carved window lattice was half-closed, letting in a few rays of soft light, which were reflected on the brocade screen embroidered with peonies.

Behind the screen was an exquisite bed with pink embroidered curtains, and on the bed was a person lying there snoring like a dead dog. It was the Jiedushi.

Hu Mei'er walked to the bed that was emitting a faint fragrance, gently nudged Zhang Jiedushi and said, "Sir."

Zhang Jiedushi turned over and muttered to himself in a dreamlike voice, "Mei'er, I really can't do it anymore. Please forgive me! I really have no more."

"Oh my!" Hu Mei'er said in a greasy voice, "Sir, I just want to tell you what's in my heart!"

"My Lord, you are so strong, but after playing with me, you will ignore me, right?"

When Jiedushi Zhang heard this, he turned over and sat up, and said, "I want more!" I was scared to death.

"Oh! Miss Mei'er, what are you talking about?" Zhang Jiedushi said in a gentle voice, "How could I bear to part with you!"

Your kung fu is so good that I would not want to kill you.

Hu Mei'er leaned lightly on Zhang Jiedushi's shoulder, looking at him with her large, charming eyes. Her voice was as sweet as honey and she said, "Sir, please take me away! I really can't bear the days in this brothel any longer."

"You are so wise and brave, and you are the only one in my heart. If I could always follow you and serve you, and live and die with you, I would be willing to do so!"

As she spoke, she gently tugged at Jiedushi Zhang's sleeve, her eyes full of anticipation and tenderness.

Zhang Jiedushi frowned slightly, his expression hesitant. He squeezed her soft little hand and coaxed her softly, "Mei'er! War is no joke. Besides, the soldiers are all rough men. It's not suitable for a girl like you."

"Just wait for my triumphant return, I will definitely marry you as my concubine in a grand sedan chair carried by eight people."

Concubine? I don't want one. When Hu Mei'er heard this, she pouted. "Useless man!" But tears welled up in her eyes. She pretended to be angry and lightly hit his bare chest. Her expression was like a wronged baby. She said, "Sir, these words are clearly expedient! If you really care about me, how could you bear to let me be hypocritical with those stinky men in this place of fireworks?"

"If you don't take me with you, and my mother forces me to entertain customers...what shall I do?"

She even pretended to cry after saying this, but a light flashed in her eyes, "See if you still won't fall for my trick? If you still can't do it, I'll use my charm."

Upon hearing this, Jiedushi Zhang's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "How dare they! If they dare to use force against you, I will definitely demolish this place."

Hu Mei'er turned slightly! A burst of pink light with sandalwood smoke made Hu Mei'er's carefully prepared angles and painted eyebrows and eyes look extremely hazy, like a fairy in heaven. She was indeed worthy of being a seductive fox demon. She was really good at it.

She gently scratched Zhang Jiedushi's chin with her fingertips, then slowly moved her finger down and said, "General, you always say you want to tear apart my bones, why do you want to tear down the building today?"

She paused, then suddenly leaned close to Zhang Jiedushi's ear and whispered, her breath as sweet as orchid, "Sir, I am willing to live and die with you. If you are worried about the inconvenience of bringing me along, I can disguise myself as a man and accompany the army without being discovered. Moreover... I can also be by your side at any time to relieve your worries and fatigue. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

After hearing this, Zhang Jiedushi was shaken. Looking at her pitiful and angry appearance, he couldn't help but feel itchy. After all, I am the highest official there. Even if someone finds out, it's okay. It can also relieve boredom. This girl's kung fu is really good.
He pretended to sigh, hugged Hu Mei'er in his arms, gently stroked her hair, and said helplessly: "Okay! But don't cause any trouble on the way. You must obey me in everything."

"Thank you, sir." Hu Mei'er heard this, and a smile of success flashed in her eyes. However, she still pretended to be crying with joy. She gently scratched his chest with her fingers and said in a sweet voice: "Have you always been the one who listens to me, sir?"

Then she suddenly left Jiedushi Zhang's side, which made him feel empty both physically and mentally, and he felt itchy and unbearable.

"I will change into men's clothes right away and disguise myself so that no one can find any flaws." She walked barefoot across the mess on the ground, and the jewelry on her body jingled as if they were cheering, which made Zhang Jiedushi swallow his saliva and even react.

As she changed her clothes, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she thought to herself, "My husband will definitely praise me this time. I just don't know how my poor husband is doing now. You must hold on. Please don't die, otherwise I will be a widow." Three days later, in the morning.

"Today is the last day I will teach you storytelling. How much you can understand depends on your luck." Ye Beixuan looked at the two little kids, one big and one small, and said in a flat tone.

"Master, don't worry." Ye Xiaobei patted his chest and said, "How can you not trust me?"

"That's right." Qin Shaoyou also said confidently: "Brother Ye, if you don't believe Xiaobei, can you still not believe me?"

"You two each have your strengths. Xiaobei is hardworking and good at imitating, but he's not very flexible. Shaoyou, while flexible and adaptable, is a bit too erratic. You need to be moderate." As they walked towards the inn, Ye Beixuan said, "You two must remember: never fight when you can rely on your mouth, never waste words when you can kill with one blow, and villains are often killed by their excessive talk. Remember this last story I'm going to tell you today."

Today is Ye Beixuan's last day in Lost Town, and he will soon join the army.

After a while, they arrived at the inn. Ye Xiaobei went forward to work quickly, and Qin Shaoyou immediately showed a professional smile. The two cooperated seamlessly.

Ye Beixuan, holding a folding fan in his hand and with a calm expression, walked slowly to the platform and began to tidy up his clothes. The audience below unconsciously slowed down the pace of their breakfast, and their eyes showed a sense of anticipation.

Bang! As usual, Ye Beixuan slapped the wake-up stick, and everyone automatically stopped eating and started today's new story, because they all knew that the stories Mr. Ye told were all very novel.

Ye Beixuan slowly opened his folding fan, and just like the story unfolded, he began to speak: "Everyone, today I bring you a supernatural story, which may also provide some inspiration for your future endeavors. The name of this story is - Song Dingbo Catches Ghosts." ("Song Dingbo Catches Ghosts" comes from "Soushen Ji", and the earlier "Lie Yi Zhuan" also contains a similar book with the protagonist Song Dingbo. I will add some details to the story, but it will not stray far from the original.)
"Ghost hunting?"

The audience has already started talking.

With a bang! Ye Beixuan said in a clear voice, "There was a handsome young man named Song Dingbo. He was drunk at a friend's house at night and came home. He met a pale man who walked in a daze."

"This guy, nicknamed Song Dare, was shocked to see someone could actually levitate and immediately asked who he was."

When the people in the audience heard this, they teased their companions and asked them if they dared to be as bold as him.

Some timid and delicate young women were so frightened by their lovers that they hugged them in their arms.

After seeing the young women frightened by the ghost, Ye Beixuan continued aloud, "The ghost told Song Dingbo bluntly, 'I am a tent ghost, who are you?'"

"When Song Dingbo heard this, he was immediately startled and wanted to turn around and run away, but then he thought, how could a mortal like him possibly escape from a ghost?"

Someone in the audience slapped their thigh and said, "That's right! We are mortals, how can we escape the ghost? What should we do?"

Seeing Qin Shaoyou concentrating, Ye Xiaobei quickly reminded him, "Hurry up and write this down. Master, you see, has lost his composure at the crucial moment. He's trying to stir up the audience's emotions and deliver a wealth of valuable information. Qin Shaoyou, what are you doing? Why are you so lost in thought?"

"Oh oh oh!"

Seeing the two funny guys getting along so well, Ye Beixuan smiled with satisfaction and continued in a loud voice, "Song Dingbo, pretending to be calm, replied to the ghost in the same way: I am also a ghost."

"When the ghost heard this, he was like, 'Hey! I've met someone traveling with me!' So he asked Song Dingbo, 'Where are you going so late at night?'"

The mistresses in the audience began to scare their wives again, saying to them in a sinister voice, "Where are you going? Brother will take you!"

"No, I want to go to the Emperor's Suite at Beixi Inn." The little woman said blushingly, covering her face.

"It's just a coincidence, brother, I'm also going to the Emperor's Suite at the Beixi Inn."

"." Ye Beixuan was speechless for a while, ha! Men, only when picking up girls and coaxing people to open a room, their IQ is close to Einstein, even at the critical moment, they can think of me
"Hmm!" Ye Beixuan cursed himself for becoming increasingly unruly after straying off track. He quickly slapped the wake-up stick and continued loudly, "When Song Dingbo heard this, he quickly said that he wanted to go to the market in Wan County to get rid of this ghost."

"Who knew." Ye Beixuan interrupted the text again, attracting the attention of the men who had just been teasing the young woman.

"Write this down quickly," Ye Xiaobei said anxiously, "at what critical moment did the master interrupt the passage?"

Qin Shaoyou took notes quickly while Ye Xiaobei munched on the delicious food.

"But the ghost actually said he wanted to go to the market in Wan County and even invited him to go with him. What should Song Dingbo do when he heard this? But now this handsome young man knew there was no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to agree to it."

After Qin Shaoyou finished taking notes, he looked up and said, "Brother Ye is teaching us how to catch ghosts cleverly."

"When you meet this kind of little ghost, you still have the wit to catch it? One punch and one sword to kill each kid." Ye Xiaobei said with disdain. My master kills hundreds of ghosts with one sword, so it's reasonable for me to kill one with one sword!
Qin Shaoyou was stunned. He thought that the young man was so arrogant, so he ignored him immediately, thinking that he was young and didn't understand how scary ghosts were.

"On the way, they walked slowly, and the ghost suddenly said, 'We are walking too slowly, why don't we take turns carrying each other?' Seeing that there was no escape, Song Dingbo had no choice but to agree." Ye Beixuan said with an ups and downs in his tone.

"Oh no, we're about to be exposed. They say ghosts have no weight and no body temperature." Someone in the audience said.

"Stop talking nonsense and keep listening."

"Hmm!" Ye Beixuan coughed lightly, signaling everyone in the room to be quiet. After seeing the complete silence, he continued, "So the ghost carried Song Dingbo for a few miles."

Everyone's heart suddenly rose to their throat. Ye Beixuan suddenly said in a deep voice: "The ghost suddenly emitted black air all over his body, and asked in a low and gloomy tone, You are so heavy that you must not be a ghost! I want to eat you."

"It's revealed." Everyone nodded and began to speculate how Song Dingbo caught the ghost.

Ye Beixuan smiled slightly, but his tone turned teasing as he said, "When Song Dingbo heard this, his heart suddenly beat faster, but he said calmly that he was a new ghost and had just died, so he was heavy. The ghost actually believed him and began to carry Song Dingbo on his back."

"After this went on and on, Song Dingbo suddenly asked the ghost, 'I'm a new ghost, and I don't know what ghosts are afraid of. Can you tell me?'"

"Young man, can I tell you?" the audience in the audience continued.

But Ye Beixuan immediately slapped his face and said, "We ghosts hate people's spit the most."

"Really?" The audience was in uproar, and the good brother began to tease the young woman again, saying: "Let me vomit and see if you are a ghost. If not, you are a ghost, and a annoying little ghost at that."

"Hateful. Haven't you vomited enough? You are the man-eating pervert!" the little woman replied shyly.

Then Ye Beixuan began to narrate that the ghost and Song Dingbo crossed the river together. The ghost made no sound while Song Dingbo made a loud noise when crossing the river, which aroused the ghost's suspicion again.

"Song Dingbo then said that he was a recently deceased ghost and was unfamiliar with ghosts crossing the river, which dispelled the ghost's suspicions."

Someone shook his head and sighed, saying, "This ghost is so easy to fool! This ghost must have been tricked to death in his previous life!"

"This is fake! This ghost, kill the stupid ghost?"

Who knows? Ye Beixuan also thought this ghost was too easy to fool, but when he thought about the fraud in his previous life, he felt relieved. If the money in his pocket could be swindled away, what else was impossible? So to prevent being swindled, Ye Beixuan never kept much money in his pocket. Apart from his lust, there was nothing on his body that could be swindled.

"When they were almost at the bustling market place, the ghost was weakened. Song Dingbo quickly grabbed the ghost and carried it on his shoulders. The ghost yelled at him to let go."

Then he began to narrate that the ghost was brought to the market, and Song Dingbo put him down. The ghost turned into a sheep and tried to hide. In order to prevent the ghost from escaping, Song Dingbo spat at him.

"That was the end! The sheep was sold, and Song Dingbo received 1,500 coins. He made a fortune, and then he quietly left, hiding his achievements and fame."

"As the saying goes, you should always keep a back-up plan. This ghost was caught because he had played all his cards. That's the end of the story. Enjoy your meal, everyone."

After he finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Can this thing be sold for money?" a rough-faced man said, "We don't have much of anything, but we have a lot of spit."

Ye Beixuan ignored everyone and walked straight towards Qin Shaoyou and Ye Xiaobei and said, "This is all I can teach you."

"From now on you can only rely on yourselves."

Qin Shaoyou said with a look of reluctance, "Brother Ye, are you leaving? For me, why are you so nice to me?"

By the way, really by the way, I'm helping you solve this problem, it's definitely not for your sister. Ye Beixuan was speechless for a while and said, "Just think of it as a reward for taking care of my silly apprentice!"

Then he said to Ye Xiaobei, "Remember, never fight if you can talk. If you have to fight, fight to the death. No nonsense is allowed. If you can beat them, fight. If you can't beat them, run. If you can't run, play dead. If playing dead is useless, use the sign that Master left for you to call for help."

"Yes, master."

Ye Xiaobei and Qin Shaoyou glanced at the book in each other's hands, nodded deeply, and looked at the gradually receding figure. They felt infinite sadness in their hearts, but they also secretly clenched their fists. After all, they had to walk their own path and could not always be under the protection of the master.

(End of this chapter)