Master sees my hairy

Pretending to be angry, "What good is it for me to collude with the demons? What do those mortals have to do with me? It's not that my brother doesn't know that the person I want to kill the most is you."

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Poyue said again: "Brother, these two people are plotting against you, let me solve it."

After all, the Haoran sword has been unsheathed.

"Poyue, they are my friends!" Jiang Lanyue hurried to stop him, but was a step too late.

The painting environment was quickly reorganized under the urging of powerful spiritual power, and in an instant, the places where Xi Feng and Bai Zang were located had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Xi Feng looked around, looking at the layers of paper walls overwhelming the sky and sighing: "How did Jiang Poyue control the painting environment?"

"I don't know, maybe some magic weapon was used." Bai Zang pinched out a burning bone fire and threw it on the paper wall, but it couldn't be ignited.

"The level of this painting environment is too high, and it cannot be forcibly broken through."

Then you can only complete the task of breaking the border normally.

Xi Feng walked forward along the only road: "What kind of place is this? Why are everything made of paper?"

The roof, walls, and ground are all made of paper, as are the tables, chairs, and benches, and even the dishes on the plate are shredded paper cut into strips.

"This is a book." Baizang explained the secret.

"Hahaha... Elder Baiyao is very smart." Jiang Poyue's voice came from the top of his head, "There is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book. Please enjoy it."

After he finished speaking, the white paper walls were pulled away layer by layer like a curtain, and a bustling street came into view.

Similarly, these rows of shops and bustling pedestrians are all made of paper.

It's not interesting at all.

Bai Zang tugged at Xi Feng's sleeve: "Let's go, let's see what he's up to."

Now Xi Feng has become calm and at ease with all kinds of painting scenes, walking side by side with Bai Zang naturally, looking at the surrounding shops from time to time.

Passing by a steamed bun seller, he also went over with great interest to study the paper buns in the paper steamer.

White, odorless, and still hollow.

"It looks terrible." After reading it, Xi Feng said to Bai Zang.

Bai Zang laughed at him: "Then you have to hurry up and break through. You can't eat paper buns, I'm afraid you will starve to death."

"Hmm..." Xi Feng thought about it seriously, "I've already formed an alchemy, so I should be able to fast?"

"Yes, but it's not necessary." Baizang suddenly took a breath, "Did you smell the fragrance?"

Xi Feng also took a deep breath when he heard the words, and sure enough, he could smell the faint scent of rice wafting over.

They followed the source of the fragrance to find it, and suddenly a gorgeous and exquisite paper building burst into sight, with three gold-plated characters written on the plaque: Jinghuayuan.

A few pretty little paper figurines stood at the door to attract guests, waving colorful paper handkerchiefs in their hands.

Xi Feng: "This seems to be..."

Bai Zang: "The brothel."

Xi Feng took a sneak peek at Bai Zang, as if he planned to go in and have a look.

Do they want master and apprentice to visit the brothel together?

Baizang cleared his throat, and said righteously, "The food in this painting is made of paper and has no taste, but there is a smell of rice in the Beijing Garden. It's so abnormal, of course we can't let it go."

Xi Feng hurriedly nodded: "Master is right."

So they were led into the Beijing Garden by a paper figurine in light yellow clothes.

The fragrance in the Beijing Garden is stronger, and the water table is filled with delicious delicacies, and there is an endless stream of guests during the table, laughing and laughing everywhere, and the cups are clinking.

"Why is it so lively?" Xi Feng asked curiously, "Is everyone here to eat?"

His words were overheard by a paper man next to him, and he kindly explained: "It is Mr. Yue who is going to perform on stage, and everyone is here to see Mr. Yue."

Mr. Yue?

Xi Feng looked at the high platform on the other side, and sure enough, he saw a paper figurine in red, covering his face with a light gauze, sitting reclined on a drum, holding a four-stringed pipa in his arms.

Compared with other paper figurines, this Yue Gongzi is indeed more delicate, it can be called vivid.

Just when Xi Feng was watching it vigorously, Bai Zang suddenly said, "Jiang Lanyue."

"Ok?"

"Master Yue is Jiang Lanyue."

Xi Feng looked over in surprise: "How do you know?"

In his opinion, it was just a good-looking paper man, with gauze covering his face, how could he tell who it was.

Bai Zang pointed to the end of his right eye: "Jiang Lanyue has a red mole, but his brother doesn't."

Xi Feng then looked intently at the high platform again, and sure enough, he saw a red dot drawn on the right end of the right eye of Young Master Yue.

"So," Xi Feng suddenly realized, "'the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu', so this is what it means?"

Jiang Poyue made a paper painting environment, and then put his brother in it to be humiliated... What a complete lunatic.

30. Yan Ruyu (eight)

Bai Zang next to him stared at Young Master Yue for a while, then suddenly grabbed Xi Feng's wrist, and led him through the crowds to the side of the stand.

The stands are private seats, the best place to watch the performance, of course not everyone can go there if they want.The paper figurines guarding the stairs stopped them, and put on a smile that couldn't be more fake: "My lord, do you have a reserved ticket?"

reserve?The master and apprentice looked at each other, obviously not.

Baizang thought for a while, and tentatively stuffed a handful of soy seeds: "I have them, but I forgot to bring them. Brother, can you accommodate me?"

Unexpectedly, the paper man glanced at those Suzis, and immediately pushed them back impatiently: "Go away, go away, I want to see Mr. Yue without an appointment, and the toad wants to eat swan meat!"

Bai Zang: "..."

Is it because there is too little money?

"No." Xi Feng pulled Bai Zang aside, and motioned him to look at the two paper figurines who were trading in the lobby, "They used silver taels from the human world."

After a little thought, Bai Zang understood: "This is the painting environment created by Jiang Poyue, which is different from that of the painting demon."

Xi Feng took a piece of silver from his purse: "I'll try it."

Sure enough, money can turn ghosts, this time the paper figurines accepted the money with a happy smile, and found them a seat closest to the stage.Sitting here, even the details of the clothes worn by Young Master Yue can be seen at a glance.

Sitting on the chair, Xi Feng had enough time to look over, the performance was about to start.

Seven paper figurines in white skirts fluttering like celestial beings came out one after another, and the stars surrounded Young Master Yue in the center of the stage like stars.

The deep prelude of the guqin sounded, and the paper people danced to the rhythm, graceful and light, with various gestures.

Then, the much-anticipated Young Master Yue raised his wrist and plucked the strings with his bare hands——

A string of harsh and funny melodies ran out.

The dancing paper people froze for a moment, lost their rhythm immediately, and frantically stabilized their pace, trying their best to complete the performance.

But the audience was already in chaos.

"what happened?"

"really!"

"This is the number one card? Get lost!"

"Hahahaha, I died from laughing... Is this the only place for your Beijing Garden?"

……

The paper people of Jinghuayuan rushed out to save the scene and appease the guests. The scene was very chaotic for a while, and no one paid any attention to Mr. Yue who was making fun of him on the stage.

He was accidentally pushed off the big drum by an accompanying dancer paper figurine, and when he landed, he was hit by the pipa just in time, and blood gurgled from the wound in the palm of his hand.

Xi Feng tutted, "The paper figurine can still bleed."

"Go and have a look." Bai Zang stretched out his hand to wrap around Xi Feng's waist, leading him over the railing, and flew from the stand to Young Master Yue.

The injured Yue Gongzi sat on the ground blankly, didn't react, and let the blood flow everywhere.

Xi Feng felt strange, so he called him: "Young Master Yue?"

Young Master Yue: "..."

"What's the matter with him?" Xi Feng wondered, reaching out his hand to help Young Master Yue up.

It didn't matter that he helped, only heard a dull "creak", Young Master Yue's shoulder was pulled and dislocated by him.

"..." Xi Feng looked at Baizang in dismay, "Master, I didn't try hard!"

Bai Zang pulled Xi Feng's hand back: "There is something wrong with this paper figurine."

It's hard for him to say exactly where the problem is.And there are too many people here, so it's not a good place to check carefully.Bai Zang thought for a while, picked up Mr. Yue by the back collar, and stuffed him into Xi Feng's hand: "Take it."

The paper figurine was indeed a paper figurine, although it was the size of a real person, it was almost weightless.

Bai Zang looked around and led Xi Feng into the curtain of the stage.

Behind the curtain is the back of Jinghua Garden, the residence of actors and actresses.

Compared with the extravagance and chaos in the front hall, this place can be called a paradise.The large and small courtyards and pavilions are arranged in a very quiet and elegant manner, and some snow-white pear trees are planted occasionally, all blooming in full bloom and exuding fragrance.

The strong fragrance of flowers burrowed into his nose in all directions, Xi Feng was so itchy that he sneezed, and suddenly remembered that Bai Zang said he didn't like pear fragrance, so he turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Master wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"Pear fragrance does not smell very good." Xi Feng said with a smile.

"Well."

Bai Zang didn't express any further opinions on Li Xiang, but walked forward.Not far away, there was a yard full of wet clothes to dry. Inside, a boy made of paper was sitting in front of a big wooden barrel and washing himself.

It's really strange that these paper people are not afraid of fire or water, and they can bleed.

There was no one else around, so Bai Zang went over and asked, "Excuse me, which courtyard does Mr. Yue live in?"

Following the voice, the young man raised his head and saw Young Master Yue in Xi Feng's hand, immediately dropped his clothes and ran over: "Young Master Yue! What's wrong with him?"

"Fall off the stage."

The young man seemed very anxious and wanted to take Mr. Yue over, but he was too thin to hold Mr. Yue, so he had to ask Xi Feng for help: "Can you help me take Mr. Yue back to the room?"

"of course can."

After thanking them again and again, the paper man boy led them