Wulin Mysteries

In the scorching heat, the countryside is filled with the singing of cicadas, and the world is like a huge steamer. Being in it, one's mind is completely confused and restless.Summer is the most suitable season to torture human nature, and it is easy to cause chaos.The young Taoist priest's hair was coiled up by a hairpin. It was not long, only two or three loops. The top of the hair formed a bun-like bun. Sweat dripped from the hairline and fell into the soil.When he raised his head, his eyes were still bright and full of energy, as if the bad weather had no effect on him, and he was even at home in it.He picked up the fox, hugged its fat body, and walked to the river in two or three steps: "Wash it first, I really can't stand it anymore."

The red fox was covered in mud, probably a little afraid of water, and kept grabbing the Taoist priest's lapel, refusing to let go.The Taoist threw it into the river, the little guy choked twice in the water, sank into the water, and gradually a pair of ears appeared on the surface of the water, and then a sharp nose and mouth. The Taoist smiled happily, took off his outer shirt, plunged into the water, stretched his arms, swam around the fox unknowingly, and grabbed it: "Wash it and dry it in the sun, and then you can eat."

The red fox squinted his eyes, enjoying the just right force from the fingertips of the young Taoist priest, with a little white on the tip of its tail, it gently swept across the Taoist priest's arm, fluffy and soft, and the Taoist priest immediately pinched the big tail: "Don't be complacent, don't Tail up."

The fox finally calmed down a bit, and was sent ashore by the Taoist priest, where he pouted his buttocks in the shade of a tree to dry his heavy hair, smelling the smell of fish, but obediently did not dare to move.

In such hot weather, the young Taoist himself took a bath in the river, sometimes dived to the bottom of the river, and sometimes surfaced, carefree like a fish.When stepping out of the water, the birds startled and the fish floated away. His upper body was naked, his neck was long and fair, crystal water dripped from his strong chest, his waist was still narrow, but he looked strong and powerful, and his hips were charming. The zigzag lines make people unable to move their eyes away.

On the way again, the fox got the tacit consent of the Taoist priest and followed him all the way, playing with butterflies and rolling grass for a while, seeing the Taoist priest walking away, he immediately followed him.When it was so tired and dazed, it would jump into the Taoist's arms and sleep for a long time, shrunk into a ball of hair, only the tail was hanging down, swaying gently, and the hair was blown extra fluffy by the wind.

With the red fox in his arms, the young Taoist walked from the countryside to the edge of the city, and rushed into the city before dark.

This town is located at the junction of three provinces, extending in all directions, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians. Even when the moon is on the branches and night falls, it is still as prosperous as daytime.The teahouses and inns are full of people, talking about everything from all over the world; fairy music flutters in the Goulan tiles, and the melodious sounds can be heard endlessly.

The Taoist stroked the fox's ears and said in a low voice:

"I don't have any money on me, there is a post station ahead, let's just stay overnight."

The fox was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, curled up on the Taoist's shoulders, his eyes were squinted, his stomach was rumbling, his ears had collapsed, and he was listless.

"It's late at night, just be careful."

"You don't have to be so cautious, everyone acts collectively, what are you afraid of?"

"That's not the way to say it. It has been 49 days in a row. Every night, masters have been dug out of the inner alchemy. That bitch's martial arts must be unfathomable. We are only three or five people, so how can we be opponents?" It was Chang Yuanfeng, the head of the Linfeng Escort Bureau. Among those who forced Li Su to hand over the organization map around Lefang Town, the head of the Qingcheng School and Le Wuya had both died.For some reason, Chang Yuanfeng always had the illusion of borrowing his life from the sky. This life is no longer his own, and he will give it with both hands at some point.

The Taoist hid himself in the deep alley where he couldn't see his fingers, and continued to listen.

"Speaking of which, that bitch's eyes are really beautiful, but his face is covered by a veil, so I don't know what it looks like?"

"When you say this, I think of it. The famous Nanfeng Pavilion in this town seems to cover its face with a veil all day long. It will open tonight, and we have to find a good price. Who is interested in going to see it together? what exactly?"

Everyone immediately laughed and joked:

"You're not afraid of death this time, but it's a pity we're not very masculine. If it's that demon, wouldn't it be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?"

As they talked, these people walked away, and the Taoist priest walked out of the dark alley, with some light in his eyes.

The Nanfeng Pavilion in the town is called "Chu Tower". Today, there are lights and festoons in front of the building, and the first and second floors are full of guests.

People kept rushing to this legendary fireworks field. The Taoist priest stood in front of the Chu Tower, waiting for a long time, and finally waited for a rich family.

This man came in a sedan chair, and when he reached the door, he ordered the bearer to stop and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. The Taoist saw that he was wearing accessories, and he carried no less than 1000 taels of money for whoring.

The young Taoist priest followed him into the Chu Pavilion, did a little mischief, put medicine in the food and drinks, and waited for him safely outside the pit when the aristocratic family was rushing between the hut and the hall.

The aristocratic family once again withdrew from the singing and dancing, went around the building, and rushed into the toilet in a hurry, but saw a shabby Taoist priest blocking the outside, so he pushed him away, and was about to step in, but he heard the Taoist priest reminded him gently: "Brother, your purse..." Then he lost consciousness.

Half an hour was enough to heat up the atmosphere. During the period, there was a beautiful young lady standing in the center of the hall, performing unique skills for the clients, with first-rate tongue skills, which attracted the rough men to stick their hips to try.Before the main event came, another young man and two strong men went up and played wantonly. Suddenly, the whole Chu Pavilion was full of obscene chatter, heavy breathing mixed with all kinds of jokes, as if the roof was about to be overturned.

"Guest officers, let's stop here for fun. Lian kept everyone waiting for a long time." A bustard who looked a little older said these words in a thin voice, and then asked people to sell the top card for tonight Bring it up.

Everyone waited and waited, their necks stiffened and their eyes widened. They didn't wait for Mr. Lian, who was said to look like a banished fairy, but his eyes went dark and all the lights went out.

Bursts of fragrance spread in the hall with the sound of the piano, and at some point, people began to see light. In the center of the hall sat a man covering his face with a veil, bowing his head and playing the piano. His eyes were so beautiful that it took people's breath away.Because he was sitting, everyone only knew that this young man was tall, but they didn't know how tall he was.Even though he is a young lady, there is no trace of kitsch, the noise in the hall disappears, and everyone is staring at him without saying a word.

When the sound of the zither stopped, the bustard smiled again and said:

"Young Master, the red card in the hall taught the secret arts in the room since he was a child. Don't worry, no matter whether you are in a high position or willing to be a subordinate, you will get the best service." After all, let someone bring something to the stage. A well-informed person like a Taoist almost fainted.

It was actually a dildo, with full-bodied double pills on the root. Although it was carved from pine wood, it was extremely realistic in size and color. The veins on the shaft and the folds on the double pills were clearly visible, which was amazing. Red in the face.

The young Taoist thought to himself:

"This size is rare in the world. It will scare the benefactor to death, right? Who can have such interest?"

As if no one was around, the old bustard said proudly:

"Whether it's size or details, there's nothing wrong with it."

"If you can shoot someone who owns such an object, it's a skill." Someone in the crowd sighed.

"Hahaha, interesting." Another person hugged the weak young man beside him and kissed, "In this way, wouldn't the three of you be happier together?"

The old bustard looked around the field with sharp eyes, and then smiled apologetically:

"Even though it's the masters bidding today, you still need to nod your head. Everyone depends on their own abilities, so don't hurt your friendship."

As soon as the voice fell, someone yelled:

"500 taels."

"800 taels."

The young Taoist priest was dumbfounded. At this moment, someone had already raised the price to 500 taels. He felt miserable. He looked down at the bank note in his arms and said to himself, "It turns out that I have little knowledge. This amount of money is simply not on the table.”

"800 taels." The Taoist priest spoke, and everyone looked at him.

"It's really new. In this world, even Taoists come out to visit kilns and order flower cards!"

"The Taoist priest is really handsome, but where did he come from? If the patriarch knew that you came out to find flowers and ask willows today, would he be so angry that he would jump out of the coffin?"

The bustard cleared his throat, interrupted everyone's comments, and motioned for the bidding to continue.

"Two thousand, two hundred taels." Someone quoted the sky-high price without hesitation, and someone immediately added: "200 taels."

"Three thousand and four hundred taels."

"..." The sky-high bidding continued, but everyone saw tonight's protagonist waving to the old bustard.

After a while, the people had already left, and the bustard announced to everyone:

"Young master, tonight, belongs to this little Taoist master!"