What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The young man with fox ears in red was sitting reclined on the imperial concubine's couch, barefoot, with a snow-white jade foot catching the fallen veil.

Red clothes, snow skin, plain hands, black hair, boundless beauty.

Qing Minglang got up, glanced at Chengyang Muqiu, saw his eyes looking straight at his own oiran clearly, he couldn't help but feel elated, patted the dirt on his body, snorted triumphantly, twisted his body and moved The crowd cheered and shouted: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient! Now that you have seen the real face of Mr. Hongxiu, today's bidding will officially begin!"

"However, there is still a rule. Those who are close to the eye can participate in the bidding, and the rest of the princes can also stay to watch the ceremony, or sit in the side hall for a while, and have other princes to serve them. This is the first time for Hongxiu, so I hope everyone will take care of it!"

Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for famous prostitutes to have certain requirements for their patrons, but most of them are based on talent, appearance, etc. as specific requirements. What is "eye-catching fate"?This is too subjective.

Some people protested, and some people showed off their "insider information": "It's not easy to say what this young man with red sleeves wants, so I have to say 'close eyesight'."

"What exactly are the requirements?"

"You must be able to serve people."

Chengyang Muqiu heard a burst of meaningful laughter from around him, and his complexion became even uglier. He was about to rush up and take him away, but someone said: "It's another seductive monster to make such a request. I don't believe him." It's the first time."

"Whatever, are you a young chicken?"

"I heard that if it's really a boy chicken, people don't want it. Maybe Mr. Hongxiu has suffered from the boy chicken before making such a request. He wants to find a good one!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

"I haven't seen such an alluring beauty. I don't care if it's my first time. Besides, I can't afford it for the first time. It's just to watch the fun. When he is officially listed, I have to try it."

"Who doesn't think so, that figure, those feet, those legs, are so white! I heard that Hu Meizi's ears and tail are sensitive, and she can't bear to touch them when she's doing business—"

The man stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, covering his throat with both hands in pain, as if being strangled by invisible hands, and foamed at the mouth after a while, causing a panic, but there were too many people at the scene, a little bit of commotion Does not affect "business".

"5000 yuan high-grade spirit stone!"

"5000 yuan for high-grade spirit stones, plus 500 yuan for middle-grade spirit stones!"

"8000 yuan!"

"Ten thousand, I will offer 1 high-grade spirit stones!"

"My lord, if you want to bid, please move over here! I'm sorry, we need a nod from our son!"

After the silver velvet appeared, she was helped by the servants into the inner room, and sat behind the bead curtain, listening to the increasingly expensive bids, and couldn't help being speechless.

Oh my god, it's so expensive, why don't you just sleep with yourself?

When I was in Hongxiulou, the most popular girl would spend the whole night with her benefactor, at most dozens of high-grade spirit stones. If the guest was happy, she would reward her with a few treasures. Is this the big brothel famous in the cultivation world? ?His price has gone up, is it so easy to earn!

Hey, not only that, the old bustard also kept his promise, and really helped him stop many "crooked melons and cracked dates" guests. Yin Rong hid behind the bead curtain, flicked the tip of his tail, and looked over quietly, as expected, Qing Ming Lang is at work again.

It seems that he is trying his best to dissuade a tall man, and he is opening his arms to stop him. Wait, why does that man's figure look familiar?

"Master Hongxiu, do you want to take a break? Shopkeeper Qing has ordered that the bidding will continue until the lighting of the lamps. If you are tired, go and rest. You still have to stay up at night. Don't get tired!"

Thinking of what happened at night, Yinrong was still a little excited, and he followed the boy's advice graciously, "Okay, okay, then help me to rest for a while, eat something, I'm hungry after sitting all afternoon."

On the other side, Qing Minglang failed to stop someone for the first time tonight.

"It's not that you don't want to pay the spirit stone, why don't you let me in?" Chengyang Muqiu asked politely, but Qing Minglang didn't reply for a long time, until his face turned purple from suffocation, showing scales—it was actually He was easily forced to show his demon body——and finally managed to take a breath, he sucked in a few mouthfuls like a survivor, then knelt down with a plop, bowed his head to Chengyang Muqiu: "Immortal Elder! The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, please spare my life!"

Chengyang Muqiu pulled him up, his movements were strong and could not be refused, and his face was still decent and polite: "Why do you say that, I came here to comb the courtesan, what do you want to do with your life?"

"Xian, Xianchang, it's not that villains don't want to welcome you, it's because our red-sleeve sons are hot-tempered. If you are offended, and there is an accident, everyone will not look good, and the golden signboard of our Xiuchun Tower will be smashed! How about this -"

Chengyang Muqiu interrupted him: "You said I don't know how to 'serve people'?"

Qing Minglang swallowed saliva, and smiled apologetically: "The villain has spent half his life in the land of fireworks, and he can tell who the guests are at a glance... Your own conditions are quite good, and you are also full of yang, which is excellent, but You... don't look like you have experience, after all, it's the first time for us Hongxiu..."

Chengyang Muqiu: "Experience can be learned. Haven't you been in the Qin Lou and Chu House all your life? You can teach me. If you don't teach well, you and your little house will no longer have to exist."

"That son of the Fox clan, I've decided to comb it." Chengyang Muqiu said, "It's just that he has conditions, and so do I."

Yinrong ate a sweet supper, rinsed her mouth with salt water, took a bath with flower petals, washed herself deliciously, and then went into the bedroom to wait.

Hey, it's a bit like a newlywed, even the bed is bright red, this Qing Minglang is quite thoughtful.

"Young Master! The client has settled down. You should hurry up and get ready." The servant knocked on the door and came in, excitedly tidying up the sheets that were wrinkled by silver velvet, and said, "What do you think will be the final price?"

Yinrong thought for a while: "Fifteen thousand?"

"Go higher and guess!"

"Twenty thousand?"

"Be bolder!"

"Thirty thousand high-grade spirit stones?"

"Eighty thousand!" said the boy, "A total of eighty thousand! You have set a record since the establishment of Xiuchun Building! My son, you are popular! After tonight, your name will be spread throughout Luwu City, no, the entire world of self-cultivation You became famous in one battle, if nothing goes wrong, relying on this time, you can be famous for a lifetime!"

"A lot of benefactors who failed to bid are beating their chests and feet, and they are going to buy you for the second or third time...!"

Yinrong opened his mouth for a long time, but forgot to close it: "Really? Eighty thousand high-grade spirit stones... That cheater, no, what kind of guest is that?"

Servant: "He is imposing, tall and handsome. Standing in the crowd, he is the kind that can be seen at a glance. He is a monk of the human race, and he does not want to give his name - this is normal, there are many hypocrites in the human race - by the way ,this is for you."

Silver Velvet: "This is it?" Does this guest have any strange special hobbies?

Boy: "The guest ordered it, I hope you put it on before he comes in."

Yinrong thought for a moment, and soon felt relieved. He grew up in a brothel, and he was also a well-informed fox. Yinrong analyzed it this way: if he can play tricks, at least it means he has experience and should be able to serve others.

Boy: "Have you put it on? The little one has stepped back, and the guests will come in after a cup of tea."