I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 2212: ? Hongmofang

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While everyone was laughing, they were actually reminding An Lin.

An Lin smiled and nodded at those passers-by.

It seems that these people are quite kind-hearted.

Of course, except for Miss Hong in front of her.

Sister Hong wasn't annoyed when she saw that she was exposed by passers-by, as if she wasn't doing anything shameful, she continued to woo An Lin enthusiastically.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, what we do there is a serious business." Sister Hong looked at An Lin's face, although she had seen countless people, she was still a little absent-minded.

Although An Lin was not extremely handsome, there was an unspeakable aura beneath his handsome face, that inexplicable aura made people feel calm and refreshed, very comfortable.

What is most important in this era

Temperament is the most important!

With An Lin's conditions, it is absolutely no problem to be a small head card.

In Hongmofang, good men are as popular as good women.

"Sister, these passers-by told me, what are you doing there? Why are you still dragging me? I don't sell myself." An Lin refused solemnly.

"Oh, how can that be considered prostitution?" The pretty woman waved her fan, blowing a burst of fragrance, and said with a smile, "You just fell in love with some female customers at first sight, and they had a good conversation. I paid you a breakup fee, that's all."

An Lin immediately became angry when he heard this: "Are you speaking human words?!"

"Speak respectfully!"

Sister Hong smiled even more when she heard the words: "Oh, there is no evidence, so please come to my Red Ink Workshop to find your fate and prove yourself."

"So this is also a routine?" An Lin grinned angrily, "Unfortunately, the aggressive method is useless to me..."

In this world, only the system can threaten him.

No one else can!

"Brother, don't you really think about it? Come to our Red Ink Workshop to get the best treatment and development, and we don't just have sex, we are all artists there, do artists understand?"

"Moreover, you also need to know that Red Ink Square also has a library and literature library that are well-known throughout the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, where you can also gain valuable knowledge and experience and learn the top culture and art."

"The girls and boys inside are all well-educated, and they speak nicely and do things nicely. It's definitely a paradise on earth..." Sister Hong continued in a persuasive way.

An Lin was very angry at first, but when he heard that there was a library inside, he nodded and agreed.

This is what the Holy Land of the Beginning wants to talk about. Guang Tianshen is confused about what to do and how he will do it. He only knows that the other party has a high probability of causing trouble in this area. In this way, if you understand this place well, you may be able to find some clues.

"Oh, I knew that little brother is a wise and yearning person!" Sister Hong was very happy, she put her arms on An Lin's hand, and led him towards Hongmofang.

"By the way, little brother, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Just call me Liu Dabao."

"Oh, so it's Brother Dabao, what a lovely name."

"That's what others have said."

Hongmofang is located in the center of the eighth district. It is a giant mahogany pavilion with a height of 99 floors. It is very magnificent and magnificent, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. The perfect harmony and integration can be said to be the ultimate in architectural art.

An Lin originally thought that Red Ink Square was a vulgar place where people would talk about love and then give money, but after seeing the building in front of him, he immediately changed his mind.

This building clearly reveals something extraordinary!

Walking to the gate of the Red Ink Workshop, he saw not only human beings coming in and out, but also creatures of other races are very keen on this place, it seems that it should be a treasure land for all races.

An Lin also discovered an interesting thing. Most of the creatures who entered were a little tired and depressed, but after they came out, they almost all became happy, as if they had ushered in the pinnacle of life.

Is there something in it that is particularly beneficial to these creatures

An Lin walked into the bustling Red Ink Workshop.

Immediately, he heard a burst of extremely pleasant singing.

That singing sound seemed to have the effect of purifying the soul, sublimating the whole person.

Countless creatures who entered the Red Ink Workshop showed expressions of extreme enjoyment. Anlin listened to Xianyin Xianmusic a lot, but he didn't think there was anything surprising, but he still forcibly showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Isn't it nice? This is one of the top names in our Hongmofang. It's sung by the top singer Liuqin. She is the best singer in the Baiyu clan, but she doesn't sell herself."

Saying that, Sister Hong moved her winking eyes, looked at An Lin, and said charmingly:

"It's not impossible for you to think like her, but you have to have a skill."

An Lin smiled and said nothing, let alone one skill, he is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and after he reaches the level, everything is easy.

"Sister Hong, I have a skill." An Lin smiled.

"Oh? Let's hear it." Sister Hong became interested.

Based on temperament alone, the man in front of him is enough to be the top card.

If there is still a skill, it is not a problem to train him as the top brand of Hongmofang.

"I can cook." An Lin said proudly.

Miss Hong: "???"

"Our kitchen is full of chefs..." Sister Hong held back for a long time before she could say a word.

"So, do you look down on cooking? I'm..."

"Okay, okay, Sister Hong will take you for a physical examination first."

Before An Lin finished speaking, she was dragged by Sister Hong for an examination.

This is also the rule of Hongmofang. It is a kind of identity investigation. Newcomers must have this procedure.

An Lin concealed it from the sky, so it was no problem to deal with such a trivial matter. He pretended to be an ordinary person who had lost part of his memory, and successfully got away with it.

Immediately after that, I mingle with my brothers and sisters within half an hour.

"Next, let Yingbao take you to visit and learn about the Red Ink Workshop, and then continue to learn how to receive guests." Sister Hong said with a smile.

"Brother Dabao, let's go." Yingbao was a petite girl with fair skin, she took An Lin's hand and walked happily through the Red Ink Workshop.

The Red Ink Square has ninety-nine floors, of which sixty-six floors are open to the outside world, providing fun for creatures of all races, but there are also thirty-three floors that are closed to the outside world, where brothers and sisters live, and A place where various books and works of art are placed.

An Lin can be regarded as a member of the Red Ink Workshop, so he can naturally go to the area above the sixty-sixth floor to carry out activities. Yingbao has dutifully introduced everything to An Lin.

She always felt that An Lin had an aura that she liked and longed for, which made her involuntarily choose to get close to An Lin.

Not long after, An Lin finally came to the Library Pavilion in Hongmofang.

From ninety-one to ninety-nine is the territory of Zangshuge.

It's called the Pavilion of the Book of Heaven!

(end of this chapter)