Fu Mingrui didn't know that this world really consisted of more than just the yin and yang worlds.
In the hall, Mr. Yao Guang and Fat Buddha were already holding hands and slowly moving from behind Lian Youyou towards the backyard. They wanted to chat with the handsome man, so the two of us fat guys shouldn't be here like oil lamps. Besides, Fat Buddha's bald head was as bright as the moon at night.
Lian Youyou stood under the eaves, and found it funny to see Fu Mingrui who wanted to come in behind the rain but didn't dare to. The boy was scared, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. His persistence in finding the truth destined him to become a detective.
She turned around and sat back on the bench, snapping her fingers: "Snap."
"Fat Buddha, welcome Fu Mingrui in." In the end, no one answered. Lian Youyou was stunned for a moment, blinked, and looked into the hall. It was empty. This was intentionally leaving the space for her and Fu Mingrui to be alone~~~
As for this... Lian Youyou doesn’t care, but will Fu Mingrui blush
Lian Youyou smiled mischievously. Just as she was thinking about how to tease Fu Mingrui, she saw the familiar slender jade hand lifting the blue and white curtain in the backyard.
"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be so sticky." Lian raised her hand and casually lifted her bangs and whispered. She smiled silently, her eyes were already cunning.
Lin Tingjun walked out with an umbrella and looked at Lian Youyou expressionlessly: "The old man said that Fu Mingrui is here?"
"Well, he's at the door, you go and greet him." Lian Youyou pointed at the door, picked up a clean wine glass and placed it in He Shiqi's place, with a smile on her lips.
Lin Tingjun glanced at her, then quietly walked to the door of the hall. With a "swish", the oil-paper umbrella opened, creating a rain curtain.
The rain was pouring down, hitting the oil-paper umbrella with a "crackling" sound, just like a group of naughty children throwing stones at Lin Tingjun's oil-paper umbrella, each one carrying power.
Fu Mingrui stood at the gate, not knowing whether to go in or back. While hesitating, he saw a white figure vaguely walking towards him in the rain.
His heart suddenly started beating faster and his face started to turn red uncontrollably. He was a man, but he needed a woman to greet him with an umbrella.
He also turned his head away in shame, and when the white figure approached, he bowed shyly: "I am so ashamed. Miss Lao Lian is here to pick me up."
“Hua—Hua—”
“Crackle, crackle—”
Lin Tingjun stood under the oil-paper umbrella, staring coldly at Fu Mingrui's depressed and blushing face, and opened his thin lips: "She won't come to pick you up." Lian Dahuoyou is so lazy, how could he possibly pick someone up himself
When Fu Mingrui heard a male voice, he was startled. He raised his head and saw Lin Tingjun. At that moment, he was so embarrassed that he just wanted to bang his head against the door.
Lin Tingjun looked at him coldly: "Hey."
Fu Mingrui was stunned, and her beautiful face froze for a moment in front of Lin Tingjun.
Lin Tingjun frowned: "Are you going to come in or not? I don't want to keep talking to you here with an umbrella." Lin Tingjun's black eyes were darker than the rainy night at this moment, as if a blazing dark flame was burning inside, instantly giving people a strong and tight feeling of oppression, as if the Dark Emperor of the Night had suddenly descended, and even demons and monsters did not dare to breathe in front of him.
Fu Mingrui felt the pressure from Lin Tingjun. Instead of being afraid, he suddenly woke up and became calm. He stepped into Lin Tingjun's three steps, and looked at him with a gloomy face: "Thank you." The two low words brought out the majesty of the leader of the Banshanmen.
Lin Tingjun glanced at him with disdain, turned around and led him into the Nine Gates.
The candlelight flickered in the hall, giving the rain curtain under the eaves a layer of golden light.
Fu Mingrui looked at the white figure behind the golden rain curtain three times. She was pouring wine into an empty glass beside her. Her posture was particularly unrestrained and tranquil, just like a hermit in the mountains who was indifferent to the wind and clouds. Just by looking at her, the heart that was restless because of the mundane world would slowly calm down.
Lin Tingjun and Fu Mingrui stood together under the eaves. Lin Tingjun closed his umbrella, shook it gently, and leaned against the door. Then he went inside, picked up his robe and sat in his original position, holding up the wine glass, which was already filled with sake.
The small wine pot is full of wine. This is the wonderful use of the medicine bottle left by Taishang Laojun. The wine in Laojun's medicine bottle has a special clear and mellow fragrance. When you drink it, the fragrance lingers on your teeth and cheeks, and your whole body feels comfortable.
Lian Youyou stretched out her hand and gently patted the table on the left, where He Shiqi had sat before: "Sit down, have a drink of wine, and build up your courage." There was a glass of wine in front of her bare hand.
Fu Mingrui's heart, which had finally calmed down, was gripped by Lian Youyou's words. He lifted his robe and sat beside Lian Youyou. Not sure if it was because of that sentence or because Lian Youyou was beside him, his heart beat faster again. He hurriedly grabbed the white porcelain wine glass in front of him and drank the wine in it.
I don't know whether this glass of wine boosted his courage or his heart.
As the sake went down his throat, he instantly felt as if a stream of clear spring water ran through his entire body, making Fu Mingrui feel as cool and comfortable as if he were soaking in a bathtub at home...
As he was immersed in this special feeling, Lian Youyou slowly spoke: "That night... Ma Yun went to Saixian Pavilion..."
Eight days ago…
The bustling Kyoto never sleeps at night.
The nightlife begins just after the You hour.
In the southern part of Kyoto, there are rows of red lights and people coming and going.
Restaurants, teahouses, casinos, and brothels were all bustling with people.
For those who are busy during the day, this is the time to truly release their true nature.
People say that a hundred ghosts roam at night. In fact, they don't mean that a hundred ghosts really come out at night to scare people, and the Hades won't allow it. Rather, they mean that there are a hundred ghosts hidden in people's hearts.
People who hide their true nature under a decent appearance during the day, reveal all kinds of demonic and spooky appearances at night and indulge themselves.
There are gluttons in the restaurant here.
In the teahouse over there is the talkative ghost.
The people in the casino here are gamblers, and the people in the brothel over there are naturally perverts.
This is called: One Hundred Demons Parade at Night.
Ma Yun was the son of a great minister, and was naturally one of the most darlings in the capital. He usually associated with the sons of high-ranking officials. Although he did not do anything evil, he often flirted with decent girls. Fortunately, he was timid by nature and had not done anything too outrageous.
Ma Guanqun and his wife doted on Ma Yun because he was their only son. Seeing that he did not like studying, they had given up on him. Ma Guanqun also prepared money for Ma Yun early on, ready to buy him a leisurely official position when he had enough fun, so that he could live a carefree life until old age.
There were many titles for officials in the capital, and the emperor would not study them all carefully. Therefore, under the emperor's nose, some officials arranged some idle positions for their family members, so that they did not have to do any work, would not cause any trouble, and could still receive official salaries and live comfortably.
Every night, Ma Yun would call his friends to go to the top brothel in the capital: Saixian Pavilion. He had heard that Saixian Pavilion had a new batch of young girls waiting to be married, so he wanted to try some of them and see these beautiful young ladies. (To be continued)