salted fish soaring

"Ah Choo!" Song Qianji tilted his head and touched his nose.

The maids leading the way laughed together.

The youngest and lively among them couldn't help but said: "It seems that Mr. Song is here for the first time, and he is not used to the taste of 'Red Dust Wine', just drink a few more glasses in the future."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is still long.After the auction is over, the banquet really begins.

When Song Qianji walked to the third floor, he just caught up with a group of strong servants carrying jars of spirits and pouring them over the railing into the lotus platform in the arena.

The waterfall of wine flowing down filled the lotus platform, turning it into a pool of crimson wine.

Male and female dancers are dressed in tulle and colored silk, flying in the air like a swing.All the guests drank and sang wildly, laughed and got drunk.

The aroma of the wine is strong and pungent, mixed with various floral scents, oils and powders, making Song Qianji feel a little short of breath.

"I'm kidding, Song Mousu ​​doesn't drink alcohol." He said.

Another maid said: "Hongchen Wine is specially made by the Golden Palace. How many alcoholics have traveled all the way to the West Sea for this drink. You might as well try it, Mr. Song. I didn't like it when I was at home. Now I drink it every day. .”

"At home?" Song Qianji frowned slightly.

After a few chats, he re-examined the girls, and found that they had different accents and habits, which showed that they were not people raised by Jin Gong since childhood, and they spoke generously without showing timidity, unlike maidservants.

Song Qianji asked them what exercises they had practiced and where they came from, and the more they asked, the more angry they became.

——These girls are all from famous families and practice the righteous way.Although not as prominent as Huawei Sect and others, it is still a well-known family sect.

Is it Meng Heze who robbed girls by force and took these female disciples as concubines?Or those small and medium-sized forces, forced by the power of the evil master, have to donate?

How about you, Meng Heze, when you were a big brother in Qianqu, you abducted an outer disciple of the Huawei Sect.

To be a big devil in Xihai, and then abduct another family's lady?

While speaking, more than a dozen prisoners who were chained and invisible to human form were escorted into the arena and knelt beside the lotus platform.

Wearing a black robe, a man with an elegant posture and a relaxed expression, slowly cut off their limbs with a boning knife, admiring the miserable state of the latter.

The drunken banquet was covered with blood, but the drunken people became more excited because of this bloody stimulation, and burst into cheers.

Song Qianji looked at him coldly: "Is Jin Lu the one who executes the sentence?"

The maid smiled and said, "That's right, it's Mr. Jin Lu, the Right Protector."

"Most of the assassins who were killed died in the execution hall, and they only left a few banquets to add to the fun."

"Let everyone see that this is what happens if you dare to invade my Golden Palace."

The host shouted: "Long live the evil Buddha."

Everyone in the evil way responded in unison, and even the maid who led the way beside Song Qian's fuselage stopped and said solemnly: "Long live the evil Buddha."

During the carnival in the wine pool and meat forest, a chill ran down Song Qianji's back.

These beautiful female cultivators are young and innocent, it is true to treat guests warmly, and it is also true to be cruel and frivolous.

Looking around, everyone under the seat of the evil Buddha is like this.I am afraid that as long as Meng Heze gives an order, the girls who are kind and gentle to him now will immediately rush to push him to the guillotine.

Finally stepped into the top floor, suddenly a gust of wind blows, the air instantly becomes fresh.

Because of the formation, the noise seems to be separated by a long distance, and only the faint sound of silk and bamboo music can be heard.

It seems to be completely separated from the downstairs into two worlds. There is no smell of blood or alcohol, only a touch of smoke and sandalwood.

Quiet and even solemn, like an ancient temple hidden deep in the mountains.

The leading maid pushed open the door and said softly, "Young Master Song has arrived."

Song Qianji stepped on the snow-white plush carpet, like stepping on clouds.

Downstairs is resplendent with resplendent lights, feasting and feasting, but this room is extremely clean.White carpets, white walls, and white veils hanging in the air, like ice caves in the Blood River Valley.

A frail, boneless hand lifted the veil and pulled him in.

"You are the most valuable man in the entire cultivation world now, but let me take a closer look." Mrs. Jintao walked around Song Qianji, shaking the peacock fan lightly, "Hey, it really looks good, and the money is not worth spending." Injustice."

The maids laughed.

Song Qianji took two steps back: "Where is the evil Buddha?"

"You are smart, stand up on the stage by yourself, otherwise you will be tied up with a golden knife and you will suffer." Mrs. Jintao said.

Song Qianji ignored it, and used the hilt of his sword to push aside layers of floating white veils, and went deep.

He has a bad reputation, how could Meng Heze not defend himself.

Mrs. Jinchai is acting, and it will be convenient for him to take the bait.If you don't take the bait, there will be an ambush in the house.

Unexpectedly, he was too cooperative, and he went on stage to be the finale of tonight's auction.

The room was surprisingly large, like a labyrinth because of the veils.

Song Qianji stopped and said loudly: "I didn't come to kill you, do you remember me? Meng Heze!"

As soon as Meng Heze uttered the words, the lights in the hall suddenly went out.

The moonlight is clear and cold, and I don't know which window to shine in.The shadow of the curtain fell on the white wall, like algae intertwined, ghosts and ghosts walking at night.

"The name of the evil Buddha is Meng Zhengxian. Who is Meng Heze?" Mrs. Jintao shouted, "The more you can endure, the bigger your plans will be. You endured the humiliation of being called out tonight. What do you want to do?"

She waved her sleeves, and ten veils shot out quickly, like iron chains bound Song Qianji's whole body.

Song Qianji was about to draw his sword when he heard a voice from deep in the room: "Let him in."

The voice is extremely calm, like a god or Buddha who does not touch fireworks.

Mrs. Jintao stopped and said nothing more.

Layers of curtains were parted to make way for Song Qianji to move forward alone. After walking more than ten feet, he first saw a window.

This window was as high as three people, and it was fully opened, facing the full moon in the western sky.

One person was wearing a red dress, meditating under the moonlight, with lowered eyelids, slowly pinching Buddhist beads.

Her long snow-white hair fell down to her knees, and was rolled up by the gushing night wind like layers of snow waves.

He bathed in the moonlight, wearing a dark red robe loosely, revealing a white jade-like chest.

It was supposed to be a clean jade Buddha statue, but from the back of his hand to his chest, there were strange dark red tattoo patterns, like some kind of living and terrifying living things growing in his body.

The spirit of evil spirits blows towards the face.

This is Meng Zhengxian, the master of evil ways.Rao Song Qianji had seen it in his previous life, and now he was mentally prepared, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.

"You..." Song Qianji asked, "Do you still remember me?"

"Don't dare to forget." Meng Zhengxian stopped pinching the Buddha beads, and suddenly raised his eyes, "Thank you, my lord. It's been a long time since we left Huaweizong."

Blood-red pupils, snow-white hair.

Song Qianji was startled.Repaying grievances with virtue?Is the evil Buddha so sweet?

Meng Zheng first put the Buddha beads back into his wrist, stood up and waved his sleeves: "If you hadn't pushed me back then, I would still be digging Lingshi mines in Huawei Sect, waiting for the opportunity. Even if I entered the inner sect, I would still be the lowest in the inner sect. Ordinary disciples, when will I be able to make it through? Without you, I would not be where I am today. So not only do I not hate you, but I want to thank you. You have given me the grace of regeneration!"

"You, thank me?" Song Qianji felt ridiculous.

"With you, there is the Lord of the Evil Way who sits in the West Sea today! No matter why you came, please have a drink with me." Meng Heze raised his hand, and the wine cup flew into his hand.

He handed Song Qianji one.

"No." Song Qianji thought for a while, but still felt that there was something wrong with this logic, "You shouldn't thank me, because you are not living well and not happy now."

Meng Zhengxian seemed to have heard the biggest joke, and the corners of his lips curled up: "What do you think this is?"

"The top of the golden palace, the red dust fasting place."

"Listen to the voice outside, what do you hear?"

"Noise."

"It's laughter." The evil Buddha held up the wine cup and drank a cup. "This is the place where the most laughter is in the world."

Song Qianji listened carefully.

A woman's silvery smile, a man's rough laugh, a gambler's crazy laugh, a big laugh, a coquettish smile, he was almost overwhelmed by the laughter.

If young monks who are new to Taoism are blinded by the prosperity, they will only think that after attaining Taoism, ascension is nothing more than that.

"Here, you can enjoy bliss by throwing away a pious human skin." The evil Buddha approached step by step, his voice seemed to be bewitching, "You can stay by my side."

Song Qianji suddenly realized.

The evil Buddha is using the illusion of gentleness in the cruelty to lure those girls to rush to the flame one after another.

He shook his head: "If this is really the place with the most laughter in the world, why can't you laugh?"

Why are you indifferent and gloomy, killing people at the slightest disagreement?

Why are you still in so much pain?

"You said I can't laugh?" the evil Buddha chuckled lightly.

Song Qianji continued: "You didn't smile like this when you were in Huaweizong, I've seen it before. Meng Heze, I'm here to save you."

The evil Buddha stared at him: "I have nothing, you are the one who pushed me to hell, and you are the one who said I would come to save me while sitting on the west sea. Song Qianji, do you really think I don't want to kill you?"

Song Qianji felt a burst of invisible pressure.The surrounding temperature plummeted.

The evil Buddha moved to kill.

"You trust me." Song Qianji felt that these words were extremely unconvincing, "As long as you can trust me, I can do anything."

"Really?" The evil Buddha's murderous intent faded slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Drink this glass of wine."

He sent someone to investigate, and in some respects, Song Qianji, a casual cultivator, was more self-suffering and boring than a well-known orthodox practitioner.

Don't drink, don't gamble, don't like sex, and put an end to all pleasures in the world.