"Hairpin~~"

Just when Chen Yang was about to walk out, preparing to knock out the maid, and then make a scene and walk in openly, Feng Siniang's hoarse voice came out from inside:

"Hairpin, where is the person?"

"Come in and give the young master a hand."

The next second Chen Yang saw a maid who was still dozing, she woke up after a quick drink of ice cream, responded, turned around and opened the door.

She was suddenly woken up because she was dozing off. She hurriedly, with a heavy hand, made a creaking sound from the heavy wooden door.

The sound was not loud, and even though it was deep behind the curtain, against the background of the roar of water, it did not seem so harsh.

But for Chen Yang, it was enough.

"Chance!"

Chen Yang didn't hesitate anymore, he ducked out of the way and appeared in front of another maid who didn't turn around but was still standing by the door.

The maid's pupils shrank suddenly and she opened her mouth to scream.

The next second, her vision went dark, and the last thing she saw was a hand that seemed slender and delicate to a man quickly enlarged and lightly pushed on her forehead.

After her vision went dark, the maid's mind was buzzing, as if she had opened a water and land dojo, and then she knew nothing.

She didn't know that when she was spinning and falling, Chen Yang even had the strength to reach out and help her, and gently put her down against the wall.

During the whole process, Chen Yang didn't even make a sound as loud as a mosquito buzzing.

The maid named Hairpin had just opened the door and was still rubbing her face with her hands, fearing that she would be scolded if she went in bleary-eyed.

After rubbing my face with the hairpin, I put down my hand and was shocked to see a young and handsome face appear in front of me, so close that they were almost touching each other.

Because it was so close, Hairpin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was the special envoy of the Yin Demon Sect, wasn't it?

During the day, she was waiting outside the courtyard for the young master to come in to pay his respects, and she once caught a glimpse of him through the open courtyard door.

"wrong."

"Why did the special envoy appear here?"

Hairpin's mind slowed down for a moment before he realized something was wrong.

Her reaction was exactly the same as the one against the wall outside, her little mouth opened wide and she was about to scream.

This time Chen Yang stretched out his hand and brushed his sleeves like a handkerchief, brushing the hairpin's face.

The soft-looking sleeves brushed against Hairpin's face, and they were like bricks, knocking her out instantly.

At that moment, only one thought flashed through my mind: "You are so young, you seem to be younger than me..."

Then I don't know anything anymore.

Chen Yang followed suit and placed the hairpin against the wall. He walked lightly towards the direction where the urging sound came from.

The sound of footsteps was very easy, similar to the sound made by hairpins and other maids when they walked.

In fact, even without Feng Siniang's voice to guide him, Chen Yang could still find his destination clearly.

The place where he was before was an extremely spacious space without any partitions, which was half the size of a football field.

From the outside, Taohuayuan does not look like it has such a big room.

In such a large room, there was only one place where the light of candlelight was emitting.

Chen Yang gradually approached and looked at the light in the darkness. The first thing he saw was a screen.

The screen is like a wall, and it is covered with paintings called Baiyao Pu.

Chen Yang couldn't help but glance at it twice.

It was not because of the sound of water coming from behind the screen that Yu Qiufeng and Feng Siniang were bathing together there, but because of the drawing of the Hundred Demon Spectrum itself.

Chen Yang once saw something similar in Tengshefang City.

The waiter at the shop that specialized in atlas at that time introduced it.

The Book of Hundred Demons is produced by a small sect in the world of immortality that specializes in painting and is the main source of income for that sect.

There are many similar small sects in the world of immortality cultivation. They are not strong enough to convince others or protect themselves, so they can only rely on their own skills to continue their inheritance.

The robes similar to Xianyun Pavilion, the fairy shoes similar to Barefoot Immortal Sect, the musical instruments similar to Wuyin Pavilion, etc. are all famous.

This Hundred Demons Book is the flagship product of the small Hua Dao sect that sells it to all major markets in the world of immortality in exchange for a large number of spiritual stones.

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