The grid boss fucks his old business

Walk out of the downtown area and stroll into the winding alleys of Luyang County.

The blue tiles are covered with snow, stretching out far along the alley, and someone's cat walks on the snow, bringing out a long series of footprints of plum blossoms.In a remote place, the nearby houses have not been cleaned in time, leaving clean fresh snow.In places with a lot of snow, there are many potholes smashed by naughty children.

Zhao Rong'an heard the voice of a beggar chanting jingles in the alley on the left. Turning his head to look, he saw a little beggar dressed in rags, holding a bowl, unkempt, bent over and begging for money from passers-by.

The beggar looked to be only seven or eight years old, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes rolled around, and he looked clever. He was wearing only a single shirt in the cold weather, his neck was shrunk, his waist was bowed, and he was shivering from the cold, but his face But always maintained a flattering smile.

And the object of his begging was a poor white-haired boy. Seeing that the boy had no money, the little beggar casually and habitually went about his business, and didn't expect him to give anything.

The white-haired young man was begged by the little beggar, and he stood there awkwardly, looked down at the little beggar in front of him, sighed, and unexpectedly took out a few copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the little beggar.

The little beggar saw that he really wanted to get money from this poverty, so he laughed even more obsequiously. He shook his bowl and sang "Good-hearted people, do well, little beggar, how pitiful."

The white-haired boy was held back by the little beggar, looked at him begging for mercy, hesitated for a while, and couldn't bear to say: "I really don't have any money, so I'll give you another set."

The young man pulled the dirty sleeve of the little beggar, which surprised the beggar. He thought the young man was bored and wanted to hit him, so he quickly waved the wooden stick in his hand, and while stepping back, he was about to hit the young man on the head. .

But he saw the young man quickly formed a formation on his torn sleeve, and let go of the little beggar.

The little beggar hadn't had time to knock it down with his stick. Seeing the miraculous formation, he froze in place, and then shouted in surprise: "God, god, it's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore!"

Seeing the little beggar yelling loudly, the young man was startled, afraid of attracting passers-by, he moved in a panic and ran away, carefully controlling when he walked, and flew away in the air without leaving behind in the snow. A trace of footprints.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chu secretly thought that it was funny, he could not eat enough these days, but he was afraid that not many others would be hungry.

Cangqi's Mu family has always had an orthodox family style, boasting of being noble and pure, studying and practicing swords and cultivating immortals. Few people are willing to enter the world to practice and suffer serious crimes. This monk from the Mu family is a special case.

He weighed it in his heart, thinking that this member of Mu's family is a loner, and he also practiced black arts. He didn't know what his background was, so he had to investigate this person carefully.

Glancing at him, he saw Mr. Zhao looking at the place where the young man disappeared, and immediately understood that Zhao Rong'an was out of love and worried that the young man would be penniless and would not know what to do with his next meal.

Wang Chu briefly thought about it and said: "Master Zhao, don't look, we have to find him later."

Zhao Rongan looked back at him suspiciously.

Wang Chu smiled and said, "Go buy something from that kind-hearted fellow immortal from the Mu family."

Zhao Rongan was puzzled and asked, "What to buy?"

Wang Chu said inscrutablely: "It comes from the Mu family, and it's what we need."

11. Imperial Sword Talisman

At the end of autumn, when the wind is most likely to blow, Wang Chu took out three yellow talismans, painted a formation pattern on them like flying birds, threw them in the air, and immediately turned into three paper swallows. The swallows flapped their wings twice in place, riding the wind Get up and fly around the city.

Swallow has a Qi-seeking array on his body, and Wang Chu uses the sword qi of Cangqi's swordsmanship as the search target, and asks Swallow to search all over the city to find the white-haired boy.

After a while, a paper swallow flew back. The swallow floated in the air and turned itself back into a piece of talisman paper with an arrow drawn on it, pointing in one direction.

Wang Chu and Zhao Rongan followed the arrows on the talisman paper and walked into the mixed streets and alleys. While walking, the other two swallows also flew back, and they also developed themselves into floating paper with arrows drawn on them.

Wang Chu looked at the three arrow papers leading the way in front of him, and felt that they were too high-profile, so he said, "One is enough, and it's ridiculous to arrange three in a row."

After hearing this, the three talisman papers were flatteringly merged into one, forming a shape of a big arrow, floating in front of Wang Chu.

Wang Chu: "...That's all, as long as you are happy."

Wang and Zhao followed the guide talisman to explore, and when they approached the southeast suburbs of the county, they saw the wind blowing ginkgo leaves to meet them.

When the two found the white-haired boy, the other party was really behind a huge ginkgo tree.

Wang Chu immediately put away the three silly guide signs, so as not to be ashamed by fellow cultivators.

This ginkgo tree is huge and has grown for more than a hundred years. It takes root in this rare place, far away from residential areas and commercial areas.

After a night of snowfall, there are few remaining leaves on the tall treetops, and the golden leaves are spread all over the ground, like a thin cold blanket with the unmelted white snow.

Around the ginkgo tree with fallen leaves, a piece of land has been cleared out. There is still sword energy left on the vacated ground. It is the boy in white who has just performed a spell here. Judging from the residual lines of the formation, it is a search formation. .

The white-haired boy stood among the fallen leaves, with his head down, looking extremely disappointed. Judging by the situation, he didn't find what he wanted.

Zhao Rongan bent down and picked up a golden leaf with missing corners. The leaf was delicate and slightly cold to the touch, covered with fresh frost and dew, giving it a cool and beautiful feeling.

Looking carefully, there was a slight aura gradually disappearing from the leaves. Zhao Rongan noticed it and was slightly startled. He realized that this might be the sword aura belonging to the white-haired boy.

Zhao Rongan vaguely thought of something about sword qi in his mind, before Zhao Rongan could tell Wang Chu what he had discovered.The young man heard footsteps and looked up vigilantly.

These are the two travelers who dined at the next table in the inn in the morning!The boy recognized them and took a hurried step back.

Seeing the young man as a frightened bird, Wang Chu guessed that he might not have much contact with people, so he clasped his fists from a distance and said, "This is Wang Chu, an outer disciple of the Wang family in Linxu Mountain. This is my employer, from Guanghan City. Master Zhao."

Zhao Rong'an also followed Wang Chu, bowed his hands and said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my friend!"

The white-haired boy heard that he was a member of the five sects, his expression was not relaxed, but he still bowed politely, and replied: "I am Mu Qi."

As soon as Wang Chu heard it, he felt that Mu Xianyou was very interesting, and he neither reported his master nor his family.Like nothing.

Wang Chu put on a friendly smiling face, and said loudly: "Mu Xianyou, I have accepted a single mission to escort this Master Zhao. But I am a beginner, and I can only learn a little bit of formation. I saw Xianyou this morning. Carrying a long sword, I must be proficient in the way of the sword, I hope that the immortal friends will lend a helping hand and give me a few sword-controlling talismans, and I will definitely be rewarded."

When Mu Qi heard that he just came here to ask for a few sword-controlling talismans, he seemed relieved, and enthusiastically said: "Sword-controlling talismans are common to me who practice swords, I'll do it right now, you two don't have to be polite."

The sword control talisman is to use sword energy to make a flying formation on the talisman paper. In this way, even monks who do not know how to control the sword can travel thousands of miles with the sword, which is much more convenient. will draw this.

Mu Qi didn't have a talisman paper on him, so he picked up a bright yellow ginkgo leaf, used the leaf as a talisman, and drew the sword formation.

I saw Mu Qi chanting a mantra, and the ginkgo leaves floated out of thin air. He drew his sword with his backhand and concentrated his attention on it. The tip of the sword walked on the leaves.

Just as Mu Qi was about to draw a talisman, Wang Chu interrupted, "Wait a minute, my friend."

Mu Qi and Zhao Rongan looked at Wang Chu in doubt.

However, Wang Chu frowned, staring at Mu Qi's long sword vigilantly and said: "Friend Immortal, your sword has been tracked and scattered."

Mu Qi was taken aback when he heard this, and looked carefully at his sword.

It looked like an ordinary iron sword. The wooden hilt was old and worn, but the blade was extremely sharp. It could be seen that the owner often polished and wiped it. OK.

"Xianyou, you can't see it like this." Wang Chuyi raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, took out the exquisite bag in a showy manner, pulled out a talisman, and stuck it on the tip of Mu Qi's long sword with a snap.

As soon as the talisman was pasted on, traces of powder staining appeared on the edge of the sword. Those powders were colorless and very small in quantity.

When Mu Xi saw it, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered that after he broke the ghost formation the night before, the master of the formation appeared.Mu Qi was already exhausted at that time, he was really at the end of his strength, so he drew his sword to defend in despair.

Unexpectedly, the young man in black just walked over, gently pushed aside Mu Xi's sword point, and unexpectedly wanted to recruit Mu Xi into his command.

The young man's movements were not fast, but standing in front of him, Mu Xi was like a white mouse being held down by a cat's paw, being suppressed by the momentum, unable to move at all.

Although Mu Qi is young, his cultivation is quite high, and he has a little success in swordsmanship. He has traveled alone in the world of immortality for several years, but this is the first time he has met such a powerful person.

But Mu Xi knew that this person spread ghostly magic, and what he did was definitely not the right way, so he forcibly restrained his inner fear and refused to surrender.

The young man didn't force him and let Mu Xi go.At that time, Mu Xi didn't think much about it, only the sense of relief of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. Now that he thinks about chasing after him, he got it at that time. Perhaps the young man has also followed him here, so he doesn't know what deeper purpose he has.

Mu Qi had never heard of this kind of tracer. In the past two days, he had wiped the blade and flew all the way with the sword, but the tracer was still like a tarsal gangrene, and it hadn't fallen in the slightest. If Wang Chu hadn't discovered it at this moment, he wouldn't even have known When will we find out the clues.

Mu Qi was so terrified that he gritted his teeth and wanted to shatter the tip of his saber to break the traces of tracking.

Seeing this, Wang Chu hurriedly stopped and said: "My dear friend, wait a minute, I have a solution."

Mu Qi stopped when he heard the sound, and turned to look at Wang Chu.

Wang Chu squinted his eyes, touched his sword and said, "Zhou Zou San is indeed difficult to deal with, but it's not impossible, it's just that the method is a bit simple and rough. I don't know if your saber can withstand it."

Mu Xi said: "It's okay, please let the fairy cast a spell."

Wang Chupi smiled and said: "That's fine, but if I become one, Xianyou, you can sell me more Yujian Talisman later."

Mu Qi didn't notice that what Wang Chu said was to sell him a talisman, not to draw a talisman as a gift, so he immediately nodded his thanks first.

Wang Chu took the sword from Mu Qi, took a closer look, took out a black bottle, and poured a few drops of light purple potion onto the blade.

As soon as the potion touched the surface of the iron sword, there was a piercing sound. The sound was like pouring water into a frying pan, and it was extremely hot.

After the sound subsided, the front part of the iron sword was covered with a layer of black glaze spots. Wang Chu picked up the fallen leaves on the ground and wiped them off. He saw that the iron sword was as clean as new without traces of trace powder.

Seeing this, Wang Chu sighed and said, "Your iron sword is of much better quality than ordinary ironware. If it was made casually in a blacksmith's shop, my dust washing water will definitely rust a layer."

Mu Xi nodded and said: "This is the entry-level saber of Cangqi Villa. The villa bought it from Dujian Pavilion Cheng's family. I have used it for many years."

When Zhao Rong'an heard it, he couldn't help being puzzled. Along the way, Wang Chu also chatted with him about the anecdotes of the various sects of cultivating immortals.In Zhao Rongan's impression, each of the immortal sects will equip their disciples with magic weapons, either inherited from the master's sect, or specially crafted.This Mu Qi's skill is not uncommon, why has he still used a beginner's iron sword for many years.

Wang Chu didn't seem to be surprised, he smiled knowingly, and returned the iron sword with both hands.

Mu Qi took back his sword, picked up five more ginkgo leaves, urged the sword to make talismans, and handed over five talismans to Wang Chu.

Wang Chu took it with a smile, and handed Mu Qi a copper bead.

Gold, silver and copper beads are generally covered with silver merchants' array, which is injected by a special person and embedded when the currency is formed, so it cannot be faked.One silver bead is one hundred copper beads, and one copper bead is one hundred copper coins. Copper coins are not blessed in formation, so they are the most common base currency.

Mu Qi has been living in the rivers and lakes all year round, and he often has nothing to eat. It was the first time he got such a huge sum of money in his hand, he was immediately puzzled, and hurriedly handed it back: "Wang Xianyou, your copper bead."

Wang Chu took it for granted and said, "Mu Xianyou, didn't you just say that I bought your Imperial Sword Talisman, and I won't take advantage of others when I'm away from home."

Mu Qi was at a loss for words, but he still insisted on not accepting it. He shook his head slowly, raised his hand persistently, and kept handing it out: "I use ginkgo leaves as talismans. It's a free business. How dare I accept your money, besides, you still don't want to accept it." Do me a great favor so I won't be tracked and used."

When Wang Chu heard this, his face immediately showed anger: "I, Wang Chu, have always said something. If you don't accept it, you won't give me face. I don't want this talisman either. I will escort Mr. Zhao to Guanghan City with my feet!"

Seeing that Wang Chu was angry, Mu Qi blurted out in a moment of urgency: "Immortal friends are not allowed!"

Zhao Rong'an glanced at Wang Chu, saw that he was angry on the face, but not aggressive, he was blessed in his heart for a moment, and immediately smoothed things over and said: "Mu Xianyou, Wang Shaoxia has this character, just accept it, your Yujianfu is real!" We are also grateful for sending charcoal in a timely manner, if you insist on declining, it will be disrespectful."

Mu Qi heard what Zhao Rong'an said, and it seemed to be reasonable, but seeing that Wang Chu was still looking unhappy, he could only take a step back and agree, and drew fifty sword-guarding charms to match him, before he saluted and left.

Wang Chu looked up at the afterimage of Mu Qi's Yujian piercing through the air, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Rong'an, holding a thick stack of Yujian Talismans, blinked frivolously, and said cynically: "This friend Mu Xian is really a fool." You are a sincere person. Hey~ I have the Yujian Talisman, and I have plenty of time, let me take Mr. Zhao to have a good time."

Seeing Wang Chu's ruffian look, Zhao Rong'an burst out laughing: "Then it will be troublesome."

12. Qianshan Snow

Luyang City is very noisy, the people passing by on the street and shopkeepers in the shops are all talking about the oiran at night.

In Luyang City, however, there is an extremely quiet private house, so quiet that even autumn geese and lonely birds would not come near it. This house is not big, with only one yard and a main house. in silence.

The light in the main house was very dim, only one candlestick was lit, and all the curtains were pulled down to isolate the outside world from the hustle and bustle.

The interior furnishings are very simple, with a table, a chair and a long couch, it looks a bit empty.A tiger-skin blanket was spread on the couch, and a person rested on the blanket.

This person was dressed in a long black dress, and breathed out, even though he closed his eyes tightly at this moment, there was still a cold and sharp feeling between his brows.If Zhao Rong'an was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize that this is the young man in black who appeared in the ghost gate formation in Suishiping that day.

Someone knocked on the door three times, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the door quietly, with a cold expression, neither happy nor angry.

The visitor knocked twice more, the young man floated up, waved his left hand, and the door bolt fell down, and the visitor saw the door opened, so Fang cautiously opened the door and entered.

It was a man in brown-gray clothes. His attire was no different from that of ordinary people, but his actions were clean and well-trained.

As soon as the brown-clothed spy entered the door, he knelt down in front of the black-clothed youth, lowered his head and reported nervously: "Master Xue, our tracking has failed."

Qian Shanxue silently looked at the subordinate who was kneeling in front of him, and didn't punish him. The spy was kneeling, feeling anxious and tormented, and dared not speak.

After a long time, I heard Qian Shanxue's faint order: "Go down."

The spy stood up as if he had been pardoned, and quickly retreated from the room. When he retreated to the door, he was about to close the door for the master, but he heard a loud and long-lasting bird song from the sky.

Before the spies could react, Qian Shanxue walked out the door and landed in the yard.

Qian Shanxue watched intently the falcon circling down from the sky, raised her left arm high, and let Hai Dongqing rest on her body.

Although this proud and beautiful bird landed, it still held its head up, looking at the strangers in the yard with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

The spies were so terrified by the sight of the bird, they quickly retreated with a set of light skills.

Qian Shanxue touched the head of the white falcon, and called out, "Chasing the cloud."

Falcon yelled in response, and obediently stretched out its claws, asking Qian Shanxue to remove the letterhead from the claws.

Qian Shanxue carefully unfolded the three-inch paper, only to see three large characters written on it flying like a flying phoenix - you come back.

There is also a signature in the lower right corner, and it is also stamped with teeth and claws-the world is endless.

Qian Shanxue looked at it and smiled, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc, like a spring breeze blowing over the threshold, melting the ice and snow all over the courtyard.

Seeing that Qian Shanxue ignored him, Zhuiyun only looked at the letter and smiled, and flapped his wings dissatisfied.

Haidongqing was so strong that he brought up two swishing cool winds, but Qianshanxue was not affected at all, and he didn't even shake his arms.

"Hungry?" Qian Shanxue asked the bird.

Chasing Cloud nodded.

Qian Shanxue took it into the house, took the meat, tore it into strips and fed it to it. After the bird was full, it finally stopped making noise, and obediently flopped and played in the yard by itself.

The dead branches in winter are always very fragile. They are pressed by the snow, and some are broken, and they fall to the ground with a click.Chasing the cloud looked interesting, so he would go over and step on it.

Qian Shanxue was sitting in front of the table, holding a brush, thinking about writing notes to the world, he picked up the pen, with thousands of words in his mind, almost wanted to write, but stopped, and finally decided to simply reply The date of return, let the world continue to feel at ease, if there is anything else, it is better to go back and say it face to face.

I was about to write that I would return tomorrow, and then stopped again.

He thought of the Mu family monks who had disappeared, and the very familiar breath he sensed last night.

Qian Shanxue put down her pen and began to think.

Think about the details he left out.

This trip has been out for more than a month, and his mission has been completed nine out of ten, and some aftermath matters have also been arranged. It stands to reason that everything went well, and he should have returned to Tianshan yesterday.

But just the day before yesterday, there was an abnormality in the ghost gate formation buried in the gravel plain. He was thousands of miles away, and through the imprint left by the formation, he sensed that the formation was loose, so he immediately changed his itinerary and set off probing.

After half a day of traveling, the formation stabilized again. Qian Shanxue guessed that the subordinates who stayed at the gravel plain had already dealt with the matter, so they stopped rushing there.

And when Qian Shanxue reviewed the layout along the way, and arrived near the gravel flat all the way, he found that there was the Wang family's transfer of interest formation in the Wu family village.

At first, Qian Shanxue thought it was a disciple of the Wang family who was passing by doing chivalry and doing justice for the villagers, but found that the person trapped in the gravel was actually a sword repairer from the Mu family. Big surprise.

The Mu family guards Cangqi Mountain, far away from the Wang family's territory, the family style is noble and isolated, and it is rare to see the disciples who are willing to enter the world. Let's try Mu Qi's swordsmanship.

After trying it out, to Qian Shanxue's surprise, the sword cultivator of the Mu family had also practiced Yin art.

He never knew that apart from his own sect studying in secret, there are other sects who have also created this kind of practice method, which made Qian Shanxue very curious.

So he followed Mu Qi's sword up and down, trying to find out.

Qian Shanxue likes to do things by himself, he followed Mu Qi, watching him leave the gravel plain, and then go to many places with a lot of life, or where there are many people.

What is puzzling is that every time Mu Qi goes, he will deploy a search array to search for something in the widest range.

Qian Shanxue followed for a day until Mu Qiqian stayed overnight in a ruined temple on the outskirts of Luyang County, where he lived with a few desolate wanderers and exiled beggars, but still found nothing. In the end, Qian Shanxue judged that there was no need to continue Spend a lot of energy on him.

So he kept the spies and went into the city by himself.

But just today, the tracer was erased, completely cutting off the clues.

Qian Shanxue narrowed his eyes, he felt that with Mu Qi's knowledge of poisons, it might be difficult to even find out, so who is it?

Qian Shanxue took out a white jade pendant from her bosom, the jade pendant was moist and flawless, and felt very good.

This was given to him by the world when he came out this time. This jade was born in a place where the aura is extremely abundant, so it has a strong ability to sense the breath.

Fearing that Qian Shanxue would encounter a difficult opponent, Shi Bong had to refine the jade pendant again. Once someone nearby used a very high-grade breathing technique, the jade pendant would flood with light as a warning.If the technique is too powerful, the jade pendant can still capture one or two breaths as much as possible, so that the master can judge who it is.

As soon as Qian Shanxue entered Luyang last night, Yu Pei began to restless, and it took a while to calm down.

Qian Shanxue extracted the aura captured by the jade pendant and felt it delicately with his fingertips. The aura was tiny, but it was real and very familiar. It reminded him of a person who should have died 20 years ago.

What is that person's name?

Qian Shanxue raised her hand, rubbed her forehead and tried hard to remember.Too much time has passed, so long that he has somewhat forgotten it.

After pondering for a while, Qian Shanxue finally remembered that this person was called Ling Zezhi.

In fact, this name may not be his real name, because in the following ten years, Shi Bianxun has not found any clues about this name. He gave himself a conclusion - the name was made up.

However, Shi Bu did his best to know everything related to this name, which was only related to one person, and that was the current head of the Ling family——Ling Chu.

Ling Chu was born of the marriage between the former heads of the two families of King Ling, and he was responsible for the two families' unique learning.

But this person has a strange nature, he doesn't like rich clothes and fine food, but prefers to pretend to be in the world, and the outer disciple of the Wang family is one of his usual identities.

It is very easy to learn the formation of the Wang family, so the number of people who practice it is the largest. In a slightly larger county, there can be hundreds of them, and in Guanghan, the main city of the Wang family, everyone knows the formation.

Therefore, every time he deliberately hides, within the sphere of influence of the Ling family, he only needs to use the low-level formations of the Wang family instead of the Ling family's techniques, which is enough to obliterate everyone and make it difficult to find traces.

Thinking of this, Qian Shanxue suddenly realized.

He made a bold assumption: this man named Ling Zezhi, who has been suffering from a serious heartache for a long time, has been reborn again through some unknown means, and he is currently in Luyang County together with the Patriarch of the Ling family.

Qian Shanxue half closed her eyes, her eyelashes drooping, covering her sharp eagle eyes.

The candle in the room was embers, the wick jumped twice, and suddenly went out.Tired of playing outside, Zhuiyun flew to the door and landed, and jumped onto the threshold in two or three, flapping his wings.

The cold winter wind poured in through the open door, lifting Qian Shanxue's long hair and his long black coat.

Qian Shanxue looked outside the door, the setting sun had already begun to sink, and the setting sun was blocked by layers of clouds and mist, and only half of it could be seen, hanging miserably on the horizon, looking gloomy.

Light snow fell from the blue-gray sky again, fluttering and falling into the world, and then fell to the ground.

He thought of the Tianmen Mountains, which are severely cold all the year round, with snow falling on thousands of mountains, which will last forever, and the scenery makes people willing to dedicate their lives to follow them.

Re-dipping the ink, he picked up a pen and wrote on the pad: Return in ten days——Qianshanxue

The word is cold and sharp, just like his people.

Then he called Zhuiyun, sealed the note, and asked Hai Dongqing to take the reply and fly to Tianmen Mountain, where the snow never stopped.

Qian Shanxue put on a black robe full of formations and poisonous techniques, tied up her long hair, quickly summoned several nearby spies, and issued several orders in succession.

Seeing the spies scattered into the crowd in Luyang County, Qian Shanxue then left the small courtyard where she was temporarily resting.

The sun had finally sunk completely, and night had come.

13. Puppet Golden Branch

Hongxiu Street is on the west side of Luyang City, adjacent to the Qingshui River. Evening chrysanthemums are planted by the riverside. There are many varieties of chrysanthemums, which bloom proudly in the autumn and winter, exuding a delicate fragrance and competing for beauty.

At night, light up the lamps, and in the wind, flowers, snow and moon, it will be quite poetic and picturesque.

There is a painted boat swimming by, and the singers in the boat are playing Yaoqin and singing, which attracts the literati and scholars on the shore to stop and watch.

Zhao Rong'an was wearing a jacket and a big hat, which was tightly wrapped, and he was inconspicuous among the crowd. Under the jacket, he was wearing his white robe. Wang Chu said that there are many people, don't carry a bag, it is inconvenient to hold it in your hand.

The new jacket is big enough to cover it, so I simply put it inside. As long as the owner does not lose consciousness and no one intends to attack, it will not touch any formations.

So Zhao Rong'an carefully tucked in the collar and sleeve corners, hid the hem of the robe, folded his hands, and squeezed along with Mr. Hu Wangchu, and finally arrived at the entrance of the Xiange Tower.

Guanghan City is the second largest city in the Central Plains, and the city's oiran, Zhu Mengxi, is a world-renowned beauty. It is rumored that she is a romantic woman with excellent sex skills.

But the more famous a person is, the more people want to see her, and the harder it is to see her.

Let's not talk about the distance, let's talk about the Hualou Song Hall in the boundary of Lingwang's two families. Who doesn't post posts every year asking the girl to visit and perform.And this Zhu Mengxi lives in Guanghan City, and has never accepted any invitation.

How can I imagine that this year, Miss Zhu actually accepted the post from Xiangelou and traveled thousands of miles to come to this small Luyang County.This made the owner of the Xiange Building very happy, so he made preparations more than half a month in advance and publicized it everywhere, hoping that the whole world would know that the oiran was coming to him.

So on this day, people from several nearby counties, whether they were arty literati or wealthy businessmen who spent a lot of money, heard the news, and most of them came here just to see this world-famous beauty.

Zhao Rongan suffered only because he was squeezed into the crowd and rushed into the Xiange Tower.

Fortunately, the place inside the building is very spacious, and the boss has already made preparations and prepared a viewing platform. When Wang Chu and Zhao Rongan followed the guidance of the maids to disperse to the surrounding viewing platforms, it will not be so crowded.

Zhao Rong'an noticed that the table they were at was surrounded by the ground floor, and the view was not particularly good, but there were chairs placed between the second floor and the first floor, and those who sat there were accompanied by gentle and beautiful girls.

I think the main thing to come tonight is to entertain these Gods of Wealth.

If you are rich, you are a master. This is true everywhere, Zhao Rongan thought jokingly, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with being crowded in the crowd, so he concentrated on waiting for the opening.

Tonight's program is special, and the building has been specially decorated. Ribbons are hung on the beams on the second floor, and floating gauze is tied on the gauze. Simple formations that can emit soft light are painted on the gauze. The formations have different shapes. Most of them are all kinds of flowers, colorful and beautiful.

The inner field of the main building is hung with palace lanterns with unique shapes. The palace lanterns are hung with long ribbons, and on the lanterns are long-tailed butterflies folded from bright blue talisman paper. This venue adds a different style.

And on the dome on the second floor, there is even a bright topaz stone hanging. The crystal stone exudes crystal light, bright but not dazzling. The bright light penetrates the layers of tulle arranged around the field, creating a dreamlike It seems unreal, just like the fairyland of Yaotai.

Zhao Rong'an turned sideways and asked Wang Chu: "Is that stone hanging on the roof a magic weapon?"

Wang Chu looked at it and said: "Ordinary spar, it's nothing more than asking an immortal cultivator to draw a lighting formation, which is very common in Guanghan City."

Zhao Rongan understood, and secretly sighed that Wang Chu had seen so many things.

After another half an hour, the number of people entering the venue gradually decreased, and the guard maids of the Xiangelou were all in place, and they stopped walking around.

After a while, the good seats in the middle of the first floor and the private seats on the second floor slowly filled with people, and they were fully seated.

At the third quarter of the unitary hour, the owner of Xiangelou came on stage, quoted a few words, and the performance officially began.

After setting up the stage scene, first a singer sang loudly, and the sound of the piano echoed accordingly. A group of dancers in water blue wide-sleeved long skirts turned their sleeves from the backstage and entered, occupying the entire venue.

I could only hear the melodious voice of the singer in the background, singing like a bird singing in a creek:

The chords and songs on the towers are flying in the snow

The old man came from thousands of miles

Alcoholic wine accompanied by mountains and rivers

The haze is all over the city waiting for the ruler

The libretto is elegant and the timbre is extremely beautiful, and all the guests are fascinated by it.

The dancers in the arena toss and turn, jumping alternately, like spirit beasts leaping in the forest. As the singing slows down, the qin also softens, and the dancers' movements become soft, and the steps turn lightly, before leaving the stage gracefully.

But at this time, the sound of the piano did not stop, and the flute entered again. The sound of the flute was clear, like the light of the dawn, and like the rainbow after the rain.

The light from the spar in the building dimmed, and the halo was scattered among the shadows. I saw a woman perched on the light gauze in the building.

The woman was wearing red silk, draped with gauze, and a gold branch in her hairpin.The wind blows the gauze, revealing a pair of soft and charming autumn eyes, endowed with an enchanting and peerless beauty.

There was a sound of gasping in the arena, everyone was amazed by the beauty of the woman, there was no one talking for a while, only the sound of the piano and flute turned high again.

The qin composes the harmony, and the flute plays the main theme, like the singing of birds in the empty mountains, and like the flying waterfalls of the high streams.The bright light of the crystal stone is soaring, and the light and shadow are flickering. I saw the woman with a soft and beautiful figure.

The sound of the zither followed the flute and became more intense. The woman moved with the music, leaning her waist into the shape of flying into the sky, turning over and dancing, her posture changed several times, infinitely soft and beautiful, like a fairy falling into the mortal world, or like a bright moon rising.

This dance is graceful and changeable, and people can't take their eyes off it. They are impressed by it. Zhao Rongan saw it on the first floor.

Drunk like a dream, my heart is full of admiration.

The red silk of the dancer moves along with the shape, and the gauze dances with it, until the end of the song, the flute is silent, the woman is half lying on the ground, her eyes are half open, her mind is half awake, half angry and half smiling, the silk gauze is completely rested, and she returns to the dancer. present world.

After the dance, the woman jumped up and bowed half sideways.

I could only hear her lightly parting her vermilion lips, and said with infinite tenderness: "Guanghan, Zhu Mengxi, I have met you all."

There was silence for a while, and then there was thunderous applause. Countless literati admired, and even chanted Zhu Mengxi's name like crazy, already fascinated.

Zhao Rong'an was also shocked by this woman, he couldn't say anything, but he thought that with such a foundation, he would definitely be the world's most amazing dancer.

In this noisy moment, Zhu Mengxi remained calm and saluted to the four directions calmly, softly and comprehensively.

After she left the stage, the owner of Xiangelou came up with a smile, and everyone was still immersed in the beautiful dance just now, clamoring for Zhu Mengxi to come on stage again.

Zhao Rong'an is also unfinished.

But at this moment, Wang Chu leaned over and whispered in Zhao Rongan's ear: "Master Zhao, go to the toilet, I'll see you at the door later."

Zhao Rong'an nodded in a dazed way, still thinking in his heart, this dance is really beautiful, everyone is so enthusiastic, I don't know if the oiran can come back and do another one.

Seeing Zhao Rongan's happy look, Wang Chu couldn't help but smiled softly. After leaving a location-finding talisman on Zhao Rongan's body, Wang Chu squeezed out behind the crowd and silently exited the building.

At this moment, the moon reaches mid-heaven, and the river is covered with snow. Today is not only the day when Zhu Mengxi takes the stage, but also the day of Lidong. The night market in the center of Luyang City is licensed to open, and the street lights are reflected, which can be heard faintly There were still people chatting happily in the alley.

The people who are still staying in Hongxiu Street are mostly in the Xiange Tower to see the oiran, and a few of them, like Wang Chu, come out of the building at this time, but they are looking for their own lovers to spend the night.

Facing the river and looking at the crescent moon, Wang Chu stretched his waist greatly, closed his eyes, and paused for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his breath was subdued, his killing was decisive, he was still that cynical old hooligan.

Wang Chu tightened his cuffs, and quickly walked around to the side of the Xiange Tower, submerged in the shadows where the lights couldn't reach.

Xiange Building is at the end of Hongxiu Street, and it is also the largest flower building in Luyang. Together with the small building in the backyard, it occupies an area of ​​one hectare. It occupies a large area. This is the largest flower building in Luyang County. I dare not think about it.

Behind the Xiange Tower, there is a small piece of bamboo forest planted for Fufengya. The bamboo forest is still dense, but it is a little wilted by the snow all day long. If you want to wait for the next spring, it will grow vigorously again, and a new bamboo shoot will come out. .

When Wang Chu came here, he saw several men hiding in the woods, sneaking around, not knowing what to do, Wang Chu raised his eyebrows, pasted a hidden breath talisman on himself, and walked over.

Those guys were dressed in gray clothes, they were street gangsters, and they didn't practice any immortal techniques, so they didn't find anything unusual at all.

Wang Chu walked up to him, leaned on a bamboo, and listened to them openly.