The sweet and rich fragrance of fat powder drifted in the cold wind, and even the nose was itchy.
Chen He promised Shi Feng that he would not look at it much. He really only looked at the flowers, trees and paths along the way. He lowered his head, and occasionally only glimpsed a few bright clothes by the window on the balcony.
It is not easy for these mortal women to dress like this in this weather.
Generally speaking, as long as it is a man, there is always a bit of curiosity about the land of fireworks.
Chen He wasn't very interested because he knew where this place was - the Daigo initiation was not given for nothing. Chen He not only had common sense, but also a very correct understanding.
For several dynasties, officials were not allowed to enter or leave the brothel.
Generally, the place to go is Jiaofang, which is run by the government. You can buy singers and dancers to take home. Those singers are all sinners and relatives. Some of their sins are unforgivable, and they are not even allowed to be redeemed. They can only spend their life in the church and die early.
The brothel Chu Pavilion has always been disdainful for anyone with a slightly strict family discipline to step into it.
It's not that they are clean, it's just that the aristocratic family keeps singers and entertains guests, and those scholars who pride themselves on being clean, do not dare to enter the fireworks field for the sake of face.
So the brothel is a place where mortals who have no status, no status, no face and only money come, and what they do is not a good thing - is this not enough? It's no wonder Chen He is interested.
Seeing that Shi Feng was a little hesitant, Chen He immediately stated that he also didn't want to be left to Changmei Laodao's care.
Perhaps to Shi Feng, they were separated for only a few days, but to Chen He it was a real forty years.
Day after day, year after year, there is only an endless beast tide, dust and dirt outside the Shuihuangu mountain wall. Everything can only be found from memory, and Chen He only has two blue jade balls, and the Wannian Mirage Bead that he got less than half a month.
The moment he saw Shi Feng, he didn't leave the small world fragment, he grabbed his senior brother and held on, and he tried his best to restrain the state of mind that he had been practicing for many years.
How could Chen He want Shi Feng to leave his sight.
- After promising to close his eyes when he sees something he shouldn't see, Chen He smoothly turned to his senior brother to lead him.
Shi Feng's palm was slightly cold, and he tightly wrapped his hand inside, Chen He's mind began to turn to the matter of how to grow taller.
After conjuring the pill, he officially entered the path of seeking immortals, and his appearance did not change.
However, when the cultivator re-forged the Baijing meridians, he had another chance to change his appearance.
Is he taller than his senior brother, or the same height... In short, he can no longer look like such a young man!
Chen He's eyes fell behind Shi Feng, and he secretly thought about his future appearance. The noise in his ears gradually grew louder. They had reached the backyard of Zuichunlou, and some drunken guys were supported by the women and walked out.
When the cold wind blew, these thinly dressed women turned pale and their lips were blue, but they could only force a smile, and together they dragged the gold masters in the building to prevent them from falling into the snowdrifts.
"It's inside." Venerable Huanjian stopped and said with certainty.
On the snow that the three of them walked, there was no trace left, and the blindfolding method was still functioning well, and everyone in Zuichunlou turned a blind eye to them.
Venerable Huanjian fumbled for a while in his sleeves, then took out two small blue gourds and handed them out.
"This is it?" Shi Feng keenly saw that after the gourd plug was pulled out, a faint white mist appeared.
Water vapor is mixed at the door of the noisy flower hall. Every time the thick felt curtain is opened, a lot of hot air will come out, and it is not conspicuous at all.
"Some mirages, to prevent people from seeing through the blindfold." Venerable Huanjian said.
After stopping for a while, they walked into the Zuichun Lou Hua Hall under the white smoke.
There were babbling tunes, and more people were drinking alcohol. In the crowd, except for drinking or sitting next to one another, there was nothing unsightly.
Chen He had never smelled such a strong smell of fat powder before and kept frowning.
Gamblers gathered on the right side of the flower hall, which was much better than the casino, with bright candles, delicious food and wine, and everyone dressed brightly. In a place like the brothel, if you don’t give enough rewards, you can’t even enter the gate, let alone the backyard.
Ji Hong has been staying in this town for four days with the boy who "acquainted occasionally".
Dark kilns, casinos, and finally they finally got into the highest-end sales cave.
Ji Hong gambled very attentively, and someone was very happy to steal—
Just when Venerable Splitting Heaven had his seventh thought and wanted to abduct Master's subordinates away, he suddenly sniffed, turned his head in doubt and looked around in the flower hall.
Of course, Ji Hong was not a gambler who was addicted to dice. He noticed Venerable Splitting Sky's movements and was a little surprised, but he could only pretend he didn't see it and continued to watch the dealer shake the gambling cup.
Venerable Split Sky closed his eyes and sensed the location of the magic weapon.
If he didn't move, Master should still be in retreat. Strange, where did this mirage come from
- It is difficult for others to distinguish this smell, but Venerable Splitting Heaven is no longer familiar. He was a small town ruffian back then. He saw a foreigner who was performing arts, and the coins he paid had a strong smell of sea fish. The weird smell that people can't help but feel happy about, he excitedly ran to pick up his purse, but in the end he picked it up for the rest of his life.
When Ji Hong saw that the young man suddenly squeezed out and looked into the flower hall, he could no longer pretend to be indifferent, and raised his head to follow his gaze and looked around quickly.
People who are drunk in Gentle Township, make unbridled teasing, and have the same smog.
"It's him." Venerable Huanjian said slowly.
In fact, with Chen He's ability to see through the blindfold, it was the boy who first discovered it.
"No, that's my stupid apprentice." Venerable Huanjian coughed dryly, and Shi Feng immediately turned his attention to Ji Hong.
It's easy to tell, because Ji Hong has already walked up to the boy and started talking.
"Fellow Daoist forgive me, I'm in a hurry and want to leave first." The young man's expression was a little ugly.
Ji Hong couldn't follow up, and besides, he just wanted to get acquainted with Venerable Splitting Heaven. By the way, he brushed his presence and favorability. It was a good record to be able to drag on for four days.
"It turns out that my name is Ji Hong. If you come to the capital next time, you can come and visit." Ji Hong said simply, he didn't even plan to send people out. The illusion of laborious disguise.
The young man was obviously absent-minded, nodded, and then hurried out.
"Let's go too." Venerable Huanjian whispered.
Shi Feng didn't want to stay here any longer, and immediately followed.
Chen He stared at Ji Hong, who seemed to be aware, raised his head and glanced at him in confusion.
To Chen He, it was a completely unfamiliar face, but whether he knew this kind of thing or not, Chen He's pitiful memory was inaccurate.
When leaving the flower hall, a fat and shiny guy, drunk and confused, abruptly tore open the clothes of the woman beside him, causing a burst of exclamations. After Che Chenhe was stunned for a moment, he immediately lowered his head. What Shi Feng saw was the appearance of his own junior and junior brother, and he felt a mixed feeling of happiness or sadness in his heart.
Such a straight-forward Chen He, of course, is very good.
Even if there is no such fate, for monks, love calamity is also hurtful.
However, Chen He had no interest in these things, his face did not change, and his breathing was not disturbed at all. Even if he embarked on the path of self-cultivation at a young age, he was not at all like a teenager of this age.
—By the way, he forgot that, due to some misunderstandings, Chen He was trapped in the fragments of the small world for decades. How could those endless killings have no effect on Chen He
Feeling Shi Feng's anger, Chen He was a little stunned, so he had to keep silent.
When I came out of Zuichunlou, the cold and fresh wind immediately dispelled the odor of fat powder and shavings oil that could make my head dizzy.
The vague mirage, of course, became more and more obvious.
Venerable Splitting Sky walked for a while on the street, discerning that the mirage was indeed following him, and ran wildly outside the town with a black face. His speed was extremely fast, almost turning into a stream of light.
It's a pity that Venerable Huanjian didn't catch up, and only followed slowly.
"It's okay, I have a magic weapon to determine the location, I can't lose it!" Venerable Huanjian comforted him, and he stopped Shi Feng with words, "Such a fast speed makes the junior brother overwhelmed, so let's go slowly."
As he spoke, he took out a handful of shelled peanuts from his sleeve.
"Eat?"
Shi Feng: …
Chen He:…
After wandering like this for half an hour, when I vaguely saw the shadow of the station, and the man in the golden robe with his hands behind his back and his eyes full of anger, in the ten-mile pavilion, it made sense.
The first Venerable of the Demon Dao, born very tall, with a majestic face, his eyebrows almost stood upright.
Because the eyebrows are too thick, there are a few strands in the middle, which seem to be split, all sticking to the full forehead. His eyes were sharp and cold, and his body was full of anger that strangers should not approach.
The boy's face before was just an illusion he had changed.
"Master, how are you, old man!" Venerable Splitting Heaven sensed the mirage, turned around accurately, and gritted his teeth.
Withdrawing the blindfold, he put the mirage into the gourd, and Venerable Huanjian nodded at his apprentice in a relaxed manner.
Unexpectedly, there would be someone else's Venerable Sky Splitting, who was choked in the throat. He demonstrated to Chen He what it means to have a blue face and a blue face and fangs.
Chen He wanted to laugh, but could only bear it.
He had seen Venerable Splitting Sky look like this. When the old man with long eyebrows accidentally destroyed his virtuous and respected image in front of his disciples and grandchildren, it was this expression that he wanted to eat people, or kill people.
"This is fellow Daoist Shi Feng." Venerable Huanjian took advantage of the situation and sat down in a sheltered place.
"… "
Gorefiend? It is rumored that the Gorefiend who came to fight with Venerable Huanjian for Beixuan Mibao!
Venerable Splitting Sky sternly ignored Shi Feng, lowered his head and shouted at his master: "What's going on? How did you get involved with this guy? If you can't beat him, you can't beat him and come to me!"
Venerable Huanjian unceremoniously gave his apprentice a kick:
"Are you looking for a funeral for the teacher?"
Riftian also wanted to question why Venerable Huanjian left the magic weapon at home, pretending to be in retreat for the New Year, and gave him a closed door, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stuffed with shelled peanuts.
He was so angry that he couldn't dig the peanuts out of his mouth in front of outsiders (that would be too unimpressive), so he had to shake the shells to shreds with real essence and swallow them together with the fragrant peanuts.
The bitterness and hatred on his face when chewing can scare children to tears, and even if he immediately says that he will start a war between righteous and evil, some people will believe it.
"How, do you two know that person?" Venerable Huanjian directly ignored his apprentice, along with his knife-like gaze.
Shi Feng slowly shook his head.
"That person's name is Ji Hong, and he is the suspicious person I said." Venerable Huanjian said coldly, "That's it, but a person with a foundation-building cultivation base was able to accurately find Riftian and befriend him! "
"… "
Venerable Split Sky's movements instantly stiffened, and he moved his neck with difficulty. He thought that Venerable Huanjian was secretly planning something with Shi Feng, and at best it had something to do with the Beixuan Secret Treasure, but he didn't expect the problem to lie with Ji Hong, who he had recently met.
"Ji Hong knows too many things that he shouldn't know. This person is simply a fog." Venerable Huanjian stroked his sleeves and wrote a few lines on the stone table in the pavilion with snow.
Bei Xuan Secret Treasure.
Eight-tailed fox.
Split Sky Venerable.
"There are very few people in this world who know the habit of splitting the sky, and there are even fewer people who know that splitting the sky will come to me on the second day of the first lunar month! This Ji Hong, who is the force sent here, and why is he right? Is there a deep hostility between your friend and your junior brother?"
Venerable Splitting Heaven's face changed, and when he said this, even if he didn't understand the specific situation, he knew that Ji Hong was deliberately playing tricks on him.
"What else are you asking, if you catch him, I can crush him to death with one hand- uh!"
Venerable Huanjian disliked it and filled his apprentice's mouth with a handful of peanuts.
Shi Feng thought for a while, then slowed down his tone: "Then he might as well pretend he didn't discover it and do what he wanted, so as not to startle the snake."
Venerable Huanjian touched the mask: "Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, please take a look at the tripod that records the whereabouts of the Beixuan secret treasure. It was Ji Hongxin who opened the mouth and knew the location of the treasure earlier. Fabrication, or everything else has a mystery!"