What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

When Yinrong woke up, he found himself in a completely strange place.

It is very lively here, the street market is packed with crowds of people, and the cars and horses are noisy, but the folk customs are tough, and the spirit is full of monsters. Yinrong conservatively estimates that more than [-]% of the pedestrians on the entire street are monsters.

Can the Yaozu actually live in such a prosperous place?

Yinrong was surprised. After some inquiries, he found out that this place was very close to Luwu Mountain. Luwu Mountain was where the demon king's palace and cave were originally located, and it was far away from the place where the human monks lived. Most of the big monsters with good morals died, fled, lived in seclusion in the mountains, or lived in seclusion in the world. Some little monsters who couldn't make a fortune and didn't have much ambition survived and stayed here, separated by a deer. Wu Shan, and the human monks, have been multiplying and prospering until now, and they have quietly achieved the current scale.

It is also quite far from Pipa Town.

Yinrong's road to return home seems to be more difficult.

But it doesn't matter, this place is full of monsters, he also finds it novel, looking at the monsters on the road who are blatantly showing their horns, tails, or simply strutting around the street in their original form, Yin Rong also feels a little itchy, so he is also generous. The ears and tail of the fox were exposed freely, and I gained a lot of strike-ups along the way.

At this time, Yinrong couldn't help but think of her master's evaluation of the human race: "Human monks are hypocritical." Even in the unintentional area of ​​Pipa Town, many people still like to carry it, thinking that bed matters are shameful, even Admiration is also ashamed to express, let alone a big town managed by a fairy gate.

It's different here, I can't finish walking the whole street, and I can't count on one hand when I directly ask Yinrong if he wants to double repair, or boast that he has first-class skills.

There are men and women, there are monsters and there are people, the folk customs are really tough.

While Yinrong was frightened by the battle, he was also a little relieved—several people praised his fox ears and tail for looking good—and even had the urge to settle here directly.

But it's just thinking about it, he still wants to go back to Pipa Town after all, not for anything else, his gambler master is still waiting for his retirement.

However, you can also stay in Luwu City for a while.

Yinrong found an inn and decided to take a rest first, get a full stomach and sleep, and then make plans tomorrow.

When he was lying on the small bed in the inn room, Yinrong carefully sorted out the "adventures" of the past two days: he seemed to have had a dream, dreaming of Chengyang Muqiu's master, talking to him, it seemed that he had also It was a dream within a dream, dreaming that I had met Chengyang Muqiu when I was a child. At that time, my ancestor was still in full bloom... a murderer, like someone who just slaughtered someone's family, covered in blood, like crawling out of hell Shura.

But this dream is still unclear, and Yinrong doubts its authenticity.

In the end, the master promised to send him away, but I remember it very clearly. Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, he arrived at Luwu City, thousands of miles away. Since the master of the ancestor made the move, he was naturally better than the ancestor. Chengyang Muqiu should not have chased after him.

In other words, he is really free!

Thinking of this, Yinrong was still a little excited, but completely relieved of sleepiness, so she took out the carving knife and Nirvana Yusui from the storage bell, and prepared to try again.

Chengyang Muqiu is already on the way to catch up.

He broke through the maze that suddenly appeared in the mountains, but lost the silver velvet. He was so anxious that he almost used all his life's knowledge to find the approximate location of the silver velvet at the fastest speed, and came after him.

The most commonly used "Qi Xun Jue" by the monks is the most reliable and easy to use, but it has limitations. It can only cast a wide net from city to city. Fortunately, Chengyang Muqiu has been able to determine the approximate location, and at least narrowed the search range by ten. Eight or nine.

And the authority of the Taiweijing patriarch was also revealed at this time, and the head of Chengyang sent "requests"—or "orders"—to all the cultivation families and sects in the southeast and upwards—please (le) (Order) All fellow Taoists, help to find a little seductress named Yinrong.

Who dares to disobey the orders of the Taiweijing?

With such a big help, it is not difficult to find a needle in a haystack. It may take less than a day or two to find a little fox demon, but even so, Chengyang Muqiu still feels that life is like a year.

When he lost the silver velvet for the first time, he only felt that his home was empty, and he missed that cute and cunning fox-eared boy chasing after him so much, he couldn't help but go out to find him himself. He even vaguely suspected that he might 'like' him, and even proclaimed this 'like'.

The second time he lost the silver fleece, he completely panicked.This time, Yinrong disappeared right under his nose. He can't think of a few people with such abilities in this world, such as Fan Guhong of Wuliangzong, Renhuan, or those who have been involved in desire to hurt several times. Shifangsha, the former part of the Demon King of Silver Velvet...

Chengyang Muqiu didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help himself not to think about it.As long as he thinks of the tragic death of his own little fox, he shudders. If other close people die, such as more than a thousand fellow disciples from the Taiwei Realm including the master, he can bear the dormancy and avenge them. Putting it aside, if it was replaced by the direct disciples he cultivated by himself, it would be the same, revenge must be avenged, and life must be lived.

But Silver Fleece was different, he couldn't accept his disappearance at all.

At this time, Chengyang Muqiu suddenly realized that maybe he was not "maybe like him", but "must be him".

After a long wait, the big and small sects and aristocratic families responded to him one after another. Two days later, the last small sect also gave the same reply: "I haven't found it, and there is no trace."

The ancestor of Chengyang was furious, and all the sects in the cultivation world who were "unfavorable in doing things" were silent, but there was only one person who not only did not hide, but also had the audacity to come to the door to ask the teacher Xingshi for his crimes.

It was the first time that Chen Xiangwan had such a fierce quarrel with Chengyang Muqiu.

Amidst the accusation of "it's okay for you to bully him repeatedly, but you even lost him", Chengyang Muqiu suddenly quieted down and rushed out of the door.

Chen Xiangwan only thought that Cheng Yangheng had been poked at a pain point, and had nothing to say, so he simply ignored him, and personally led Wan Jianfeng's people to search again.

Chengyang Muqiu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. As the saying goes, geese leave traces, and there are no traces in the territory protected by the aristocratic cultivation family. What about other places?What about those unintentional areas, barren mountains, or...the farthest place, on the other side of Luwu Mountain?

Yinrong was completely unaware of the fact that the cultivation world was looking for him crazy. After the fifth carving failure, he decided to put away Nirvana Yusui and go out for a stroll.

Luwu City is really lively and interesting, and the price is much cheaper than Taiweijing, but the meat is all big pieces, and the wine is all big bowls.Yinrong ate a fat chicken happily, and after drinking two bowls of yellow soup, the whole fox was a little bit flustered.

He walked vainly to the place where there are the most demons and the busiest place, and during this time, he quietly frostbited a deer demon who was about to take advantage of him while he was drunk.

Yinrong feels more and more that she now needs to be cultivated and cultivated, and she needs spirit stones to have spirit stones.

Mr. Hu, who was proud of the spring breeze, plunged into the Xiuchun Building dizzily based on his intuition.

Xiuchun Tower is the largest small hall in Luwu City. Yin Rong has just been here for two days, and she is full of Xiuchun Tower, saying that this small hall is full of fat, swallows and thin people, from delicate and handsome boy molesters to mighty men, and then to animals. The original shape has everything, and there is nothing that cannot satisfy the requirements or hobbies of the guests. It combines leisure and entertainment with cultivating sentiments. Even the monks of the human race on the other side of Luwu Mountain couldn't hold back, and sneaked here for a spring breeze.

In short, it is famous.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Yinrong rushed over and decided to see and see.

Qing Minglang, the old bustard of Xiuchun Tower, is well-informed, because the business is too big, he doesn't need to do everything by himself, so he only greets the big customers in person.

Today is purely a coincidence, the reason is that a big demon has owned the top card in their building for a few months, sending high-grade spirit stones in like water, and finally decided to spend a large sum of money to directly redeem the top card.

The head card has been in the limelight for the past two years, and the bustard still expects him to be a cash cow for a while, so naturally he is unwilling to let him go. Unfortunately, Enke is a big monster in the golden age, he can't afford to offend him, and he just sent him away today, feeling depressed , so sit down in the lobby.

Unexpectedly, after sitting for a while, he saw a very beautiful young man in red at a glance.

how prettyWhen the young man walked in, the whole lobby was silent for a moment, not only the customers, but even the young men stared at him.

Qing Minglang has seen a lot, and he recognized at a glance that this is the ultimate seductive monster who only cultivates by absorbing the yang energy of men. He slapped the tortoise who greeted the guests away with a ball of fans, and greeted him personally. Shouting: "Call out all the beauties who work in your building, Master Hu will reserve the room!"

Qing Minglang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed so hard that his flowers trembled: "Who is Mr. Hu? Could it be you? Hahahaha, my son, don't be kidding me!"

Yin Rong stared at Qing Minglang for a moment, then suddenly said: "Why do you feel so familiar... Your temperament is a bit like my master."

His master Dongliu Daojun is both male and female, but this old bustard in front of him is neither male nor female.

Qing Minglang, who was neither male nor female, smiled even more cheerfully, and while greeting the tortoises to serve tea, he affectionately walked upstairs with the silver velvet on his arm: "Young master, follow me upstairs, and go to the private room to discuss in detail. "

Silver Velvet let him drag him, but his eyes were not idle. He only felt that Xiuchun Building was more than ten times bigger than Hongxiu Building in his hometown, and more than a hundred times more luxurious. His eyes were not enough, and he was half sober from the wine, "You guys here Is it expensive? How many spirit stones are there for playing tea?"

The impoverished little country demon suddenly lost his self-confidence. He realized that if he called so many beauties to sleep with him in one breath, he might bleed a lot. Disgraceful.

Sure enough, Qing Minglang quoted a price that made the fox speechless, but he immediately said: "Since I am like your master, I have a destiny with the young master, and it is vulgar to mention the spirit stone! Let's make friends, and I invite you to come here." People! Serve the best food and drink! Brew this year's new tea!"

Yinrong was carried into the room involuntarily like this, Qing Minglang twirled the orchid, pointed and smiled: "Try our specialty dishes here, you're welcome! Mr. Hu, right? Mr. Guigeng? The accent doesn't sound like a local demon, Did you come to our Luwu City to visit relatives, to find friends, or just to play? Have you heard of our Xiuchun Building before?"

Yin Rong was asked a lot of questions, although she was dizzy from drinking, she still kept vigilant instinctively, prevaricating with half-truths, and didn't even dare to tell her her real name.

Qingming Lang didn't mind either, and ordered the boys to pour wine and add food. He was so enthusiastic that he got into the subject after being polite: "Mr. In the world, Ming people don't speak dark words, they like to go straight to the point, if there is any offense, the young master will forgive you."

Yinrong hurriedly said it was all right, but said it was all right.

Qing Minglang: "It's like this. If I'm not mistaken, the young master should practice the technique of harvesting and nourishing, and it's the kind that only harvests and nourishes Yuanyang, that is, the one below?"

Yinrong didn't feel offended, but admired: "It's amazing, you can tell it at a glance."

Qing Minglang covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smug smile: "Young Master, you are absurd, what's so difficult about it, it's just that you have seen more people."

"Young master just said that you want all the beauties to serve you? Do you want to work specifically?"

Yinrong rubbed his nose, his confidence was long gone: "I'm talking nonsense after drinking some wine, but I don't really need to..." Because I might not be able to afford it.

"Young master, you don't have to be shy!" Qing Minglang observed the words and expressions, and he already had an idea in his heart, but he didn't point it out. He saved enough face for Yinrong, and didn't mention money, and said, "Actually, with your conditions, young master, why bother?" Wasting spirit stones to spend here? As long as you beckon and be willing to be a minister under your skirt, you can be ranked from our Luwu City to the Taiwei Realm!"

Hearing the words "Taiweijing", Yinrong almost choked on the tea, coughed and coughed for a long time, and said, "No, no, no! It's not difficult to just pick one up on the road, but I must find someone with experience. Good job!"

Qing Minglang didn't expect this white and tender little fox demon to be so persistent in his work, and he didn't know what he had experienced, so he couldn't help but feel a little more love in his heart, he pinched his handkerchief and patted his chest: "If you want to find a job, it's better." It’s not easy? It’s hard to find a three-legged toad, and men who can serve people are everywhere!”

"Young master, I mean why spend money to find a man. With your looks, you should make money to find a man!"

"To be honest, Xiuchunlou has just passed the top card, and I am worried. If you are willing to come to my place to work, the price is easy to negotiate, and you are a seductive monster. Isn't it a privilege to practice in the small hall? Let's take what we need! "

"But..." Yinrong hesitated, "I'm afraid I'll meet a customer who isn't very good at it." If he meets an old boy chicken like Chengyang Muqiu again, who has been holding him back for hundreds of years, he might give up the mending technique , I have the intention to change to practice Buddhism.

"Don't worry about this!" Qing Minglang said, "With the young master's stunning appearance, how can I be willing to let you pick up guests casually? Naturally, we must first build momentum, simmer slowly, and build a reputation, and then...you don't have to worry about these things. You only need to show up once in a while, when the time comes, there will be as many men as there are crucian carp in the river for a kiss, and then we will pick the guests, not the guests pick us!"

"Don't worry, I, Qingming, have spent half my life in the land of fireworks. I have trained my eyes long ago. I can tell who is good at a job at a glance. I guarantee that all the benefactors I pick for you will serve others and be suave!"

In other words, double cultivation, beauties, demon pills, spirit stones... everything is available!

"Little son, how are you doing?"

Yinrong was moved by Qing Minglang's clever mouth in this chapter, and moved the fluffy fox ears on the top of his head reservedly: "Then you will also cover all the board and lodging?"