Brother, this showman

A large group of people in Tianquan City came out in a file, dressed in golden light, their hair was braided with thin ropes, and white feathers were inserted between their temples, making them look like Turkic princes.

The leading man was short and thin, and the feathers on his head fluttered in the wind like a feather duster.There are gold hoop earrings on the ears, and jade ring fingers of various colors on the hands, adding some colorfulness in this silver-clad season.

"My fellow immortals have come all the way across mountains and rivers, just for Ma to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." Ma Huateng stepped forward and said cheerfully to the disciples of various sects, "Today's New Year's Eve, Ma has set up a Good feast, and I invite all the immortal friends to go back with Ma, and have a good drink and chat!"

"Then thank you Ma Zongzhu." Everyone said in unison.

Ma Huateng waved his hand politely, and his heart was already full of joy. These people came here to inquire about news, and he could strengthen his relationship chain and make a lot of money, which is beautiful to think about.

Ma Huateng hummed a little tune leisurely, and triumphantly led everyone to her yard.

The crowd began to move forward, Feng Lianchen put his arms around Ye Wenqing's side, for fear that he would be squeezed.

Song Jihua was squeezed and swayed from side to side, and her shoes were almost knocked off. Looking up, she saw Ye Wenqing walking unimpeded like a normal person, and she felt envious in her heart.

"Hey!"

It hadn't been long before Song Jihua was envious, when his left shoulder was hit hard, his body fell to the right unconsciously, his wrist was grabbed, and then he fell to the ground with a plop, with a heavy... person on his body.

Ye Wenqing turned his head when he heard the sound, wondering: "Where are you two finished stacking Arhats?"

Su He hurriedly got up from Song Jihua's body and apologized repeatedly.

Song Jihua's back was directly attached to the snow-soaked ground, and his clothes were wet against his back. The cold swishing feeling spread all over his limbs, even the seams of his bones were not spared, and he couldn't help shivering.

Song Jihua stretched out his hand to signal Su He to pull him, but Su He breathed on his hand and said softly: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, just blow it and it will be fine."

Song Jihua: "..."

Song Jihua simply gave up communicating with this idiot, stood up on the ground, turned his head to look at the robe that was invaded by mud and water, and was speechless.

Su He knew that he had caused trouble, so he kept sticking to Song Jihua's side, apologizing and flattering him, chirping like a sparrow.

Song Jihua ignored him, and went straight to the silk shop to pick out clothes.

Ye Wenqing didn't go to Mahuateng's place either. A large group of unfamiliar people would not be able to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner together. It's better to choose a restaurant and eat quietly.

Tianquan City is very lively, decorated with lanterns and festoons, the streets are lined with stalls selling paper-cut couplets, and the eyes are full of red, making it hard to tell the way.

Ye Wen looked at the stalls one by one as if strolling in the courtyard, but finally stopped in front of a shop with a pink ribbon hanging on the beam and a faint fragrance.His eyes paused on the plaque, his thoughts turned a few times, and he glanced at Feng Lianchen standing beside him from the corner of his eye.

After a while, a festively dressed woman with a big red silk flower on her head came out from the room. When she met Ye Wenqing's gaze, she was taken aback for a moment, and then instantly burst into joy. She twisted her waist and walked in front of him.

"Young master, do you want to have smooth muscles?" The woman smiled mysteriously, "I promise you won't disappoint you."

Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then stared at the woman for a while, did he think this was Hualou?He thought it was some quiet tavern!

"Don't play." Feng Lianchen was a little displeased with the pungent fragrance emanating from this woman, pulled Ye Wenqing's sleeve back a few steps, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ye Wenqing pulled back his sleeve, hooked his lips, and said deliberately, "Is it a glider? Is it something very exciting? It's like flying in the sky?"

The woman's eyes turned a few times, and the two men looked dignified, they looked like serious people, but they were also slutty inside.Then he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled lowly: "Exactly, they are all alone, and a group of people can also play."

"Brother, want to play?" Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing suspiciously.

"I don't want to play, but I want you to play." Ye Wen said with a clear heart.

There are no female cultivators in Yanrantai, he just wants Feng Lianchen to get in touch with some girls, and see if he can correct his crooked thoughts about himself.

"Well, it sounds good, let's try it." Ye Wenqing nodded, walked in with strides, and did not forget to pull Feng Lianchen past him, for fear that the boy would slip away suddenly.

Feng Lianchen was still a little hesitant at first, but it was obvious that Ye Wenqing took the initiative to hold him back, and he immediately burst into joy. He didn't have the heart to care about the music, he only had eyes for his senior brother.

Until I entered the private room and sat down, there was a row of bright and charming women in gorgeous clothes.After seeing Feng Lianchen coming in, they all stood up, with shy eyes, and looked away.

"Junior brother, play first, my stomach hurts, I have to go to the latrine!"

Feng Lianchen's hands covering the door froze, and the arc of the corner of his mouth disappeared completely. When he turned his head, he saw the corner of Ye Wenqing's clothes disappearing at the end of the corridor.

"This young man is so handsome!"

"I don't know how the young master likes to play?"

"Should we come together, or one by one?"

"One by one, I'll come first!"

"Young master, come in and sit down, don't stand there, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold."

……

Feng Lianchen shook his drowsy head, his eyes darkened slightly, and there was a layer of anger at the end of his eyes, Ye Wenqing did it on purpose.

He knew from the very beginning that this was Hualou, and it was self-evident what his plan was.

Feng Lianchen was a little unhappy in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, he smiled gently at the girls: "I'm really sorry, I don't have any money."

"fine!"

Unexpectedly, the girls answered these two words without hesitation. They finally met such a handsome man. It doesn't matter if they don't pay, they are willing to pay.

Feng Lianchen was at a loss, he didn't expect these girls to be so... easy to talk to.

"I already have a family." Feng Lianchen found another excuse.

"This shows that the one in your family can't attract you." The woman in red was the first to speak, "You don't have to feel guilty, it's just a dewy marriage."

Feng Lianchen's ears were slightly red. He had never seen such a bold woman before, and subconsciously wanted to leave with a wave of his sleeves.

But after thinking about it, with Ye Wenqing's temperament, if it doesn't work once, there will be a second time, and a third time, so he has to find a way to completely cut off his thoughts.

Feng Lianchen clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and gave it all up. He was going to teach Ye Wenqing a lesson later.

Feng Lianchen collected his miscellaneous thoughts, walked to the table and sat down, with melancholy in his brows and eyes, he said in a low voice: "I really don't have that kind of thought in my heart, I just worry in my heart, and I have no one to talk to. , I just want to talk to some people here.”

Every move of the melancholy handsome man makes people feel distressed.

The girls expressed their regret when they heard this. It seemed that such a handsome man would not be able to sleep, but it would be great to have a few more glances and talk to him.

"It doesn't matter, we are willing to listen to the young master."

A trace of excitement flashed across Feng Lianchen's eyes, and it was fleeting, but it was still captured by the girls.

The girls didn't have any grievances left in their hearts, and waved their hands: "Young master, it's okay to talk, we are the best listeners for you, and maybe we can make moves for you."

"Then I would like to thank the girls."

Feng Lianchen smiled gratefully at them, poured another cup of tea for each of them, took a sip, and said quietly: "I have known my guy since we were young. He has a good appearance, a good temper, and a good temper. Well, I'm just shy. Touching and kissing makes him so shy that he can ignore people for a few days. I kissed him a while ago, but he turned around and became angry. There was no other way, so I gave him a bouquet of flowers to make him He was happy, but he got even angrier, scolded me, and took all my money."

"To be honest, I don't have any money on me right now." Feng Lianchen sighed, with a faint line between his brows.

"I don't even look at me right now, but I still think about finding a concubine for me. I swore when we were married that he had to be the one who didn't want me in this life, or I would die a terrible death."

"Hey!"

Feng Lianchen hesitated to speak, heaved a long sigh, and took a sip of tea.

"What a man! I can't find him even with a lantern!" The woman in red said indignantly, "You're so shy after just a kiss? What about the bridal chamber? Why didn't the bridal chamber see her shy? She just won't admit it after having sex. people?"

Feng Lianchen lowered his head, while drinking tea to hide the smile in his eyes.

"Well, to tell you the truth, he hasn't bridal with me yet." Feng Lianchen put down the teacup and said embarrassingly, "He won't let me touch him, and he will beat me if I touch him."

"what?!"

A woman in yellow clothes next to her couldn't sit still: "How did this become a wife? Are you still not allowed to touch it?"

"That's right, it's too outrageous." Others echoed.

"But I like him." Feng Lianchen lowered his eyes powerlessly, his whole body was coated with an indelible sadness, like a pearl covered in dust, "Because of what happened a while ago, he went shopping with me, but left me alone I ran away. I don’t know where to find him, he’s avoiding me on purpose now, how can I live without him. But he’s gone without me, and now I don’t know where to go to be happy.”

After finishing speaking, Feng Lianchen got up and staggered to the window, put his hands on the window sill, stood on tiptoe to weigh it, his appearance of committing suicide hurt by love scared the people behind him into panic.

Seeing this, the girls immediately stepped forward to dissuade him: "My lord, don't be overthinking it. People can find it, and we can help you find it."

"Yes, yes, we have a special speaker here, as long as you shout, the whole Tianquan City can hear it."

"That's right, young master, shall we take you there? We'll help you find someone."

"What are you talking about, Haitang, take this young master to the loudspeaker room, and we sisters will watch over you."

The one in red was Haitang, Haitang didn't say much, and led Feng Lianchen to the loudspeaker room.

In the speaker room was an iron speaker that was three times bigger than the cooking iron pot. Feng Lianchen was stunned and wondered if this time it was too much trouble?

Haitang is righteous and jealous of evil. After hearing Feng Lianchen's story, she was even more aggrieved for him. She first asked Feng Lianchen the name of his family, then stood by the loudspeaker and cursed, "Ye Wenqing! You Isn't this wolf-hearted thing just a kiss? Isn't it just a touch? How embarrassing! As for leaving your husband behind? He swears that you don't want to, and you still want to give him a woman Concubine, don't you want him to die!"

After Haitang yelled, she still felt that it wasn't enough, and continued: "Are you still human? Don't you have any self-consciousness about being a wife? You can't find such a good man even with a lantern. Don't waste your sincerity in vain. Hurry up to bridal chamber with him, give birth to a big fat boy early, and try to hold them for three years! Hurry up to Qingmengxuan to take him home!"

A voice mixed with anger scattered from the roof of Qingmengxuan and floated over Tianquan City, frightening the birds that happened to pass by flapping their wings and fleeing.

After Haitang finished speaking, she helped her hair on the sideburns, and turned sideways to leave a place for Feng Lianchen: "Young master, come here."

Feng Lianchen held back his laughter, coughed lightly, deliberately lowered his voice, and said slowly, "Ye Wenqing, come and pick me up."

The chopsticks in Ye Wenqing's hand in the opposite restaurant fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes widened.