Almost as soon as he entered the door, Lin Xiaolu saw Shangguan Shiliu and Shuaishuai Ya fighting together, while Jiang Ning, Wu Gu, and Liu Yuniang, who had a slightly wrong expression, looked on in shock.
"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaolu asked while eating roasted sweet potatoes.
"Boss, this woman, hit me!" The handsome duck screamed when he saw Lin Xiaolu coming, and when he saw his appearance, the face of the charming Liu Yuniang at the side suddenly became even weirder.
The Demonic Confucian Great Sage...why are you afraid of this little girl? As soon as he opens his mouth, all the monsters in the world will crawl over to pay their respects, right?
Lin Xiaolu remained silent, taking in Liu Yuniang's reaction, and then watched Shuaishuai Ya and Shangguan Shiliu accusing each other. One said that the other party ate the sweet-scented osmanthus duck in front of him, and the other said that the other party refused to let him eat the sweet-scented osmanthus duck. Point your butt towards yourself.
Well, fighting over a dish is what they do.
Lin Xiaolu was too lazy to talk to these two people. He came to the table and ate roasted sweet potatoes by himself. At the same time, he said to Jiang Ning and Wujia:
"I went outside to exercise and met a disciple from Shushan."
"Oh?" Jiang Ning and Wu Gu looked at Lin Xiaolu curiously after hearing this.
"You didn't start a fight with me, did you?" Jiang Ning took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweet potato residue hanging from the corner of his mouth, and asked with a smile.
"No, I got into a fight with another warrior without eyes. I killed him instantly with one move. Then the two Shushan disciples were shocked. They cried and shouted that they wanted to recognize me as their eldest brother. They said they wanted to abandon Shu and follow me. But I thought their cultivation level was too low and their appearance was average, so I didn’t agree." Lin Xiaolu said very naturally, and it was not obvious that he was bragging at all.
After saying that, he continued to say to Wugou: "Wugou, you can bring me some gold ingots later. I want to spar with that Shushan disciple again in the evening."
"You don't want to go to the brothel again, do you?" Jiang Ning instantly became alert.
"Of course not, I'm that kind of person." Lin Xiaolu retorted righteously: "That Shushan disciple said that he would also participate in the Yellow Sky Mirage in three years. I guess I will also go, so I wanted to discuss it in advance. Let’s take a look and learn about Shushan’s methods.”
"Then the discussion doesn't require gold ingots, right?" Jiang Ning continued to look at him suspiciously.
"Of course it is necessary." Lin Xiaolu said: "Swords have no eyes, and besides, I am so brave, I will definitely beat that guy half to death. When the time comes, I will give him some money to apologize. This is what I should do."
Wugou always obeyed Lin Xiaolu's words, but Jiang Ning was not so easy to fool. She stopped Wugou's hand that was about to take out the money, and then frowned slightly: "If that's the case, then I will go with you. I watched you compete with others."
Lin Xiaolu:……(◦`~´◦)
Behind him, Shuai Shuaiya was still dueling with Shangguan Shiliu. One man and one duck were fighting each other, and the sky was dark, and the sound of killing was loud. Lin Xiaolu was depressed for a while, and then he puffed up his face and said to Jiang Ning angrily:
"When we go out to hang out, we all care about face. When we go out to compare notes, what does it look like for a girl like you to follow me? You will make me laugh at others."
"How could I make you laugh?" Jiang Ning asked in confusion: "Am I ugly?"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned when he heard this, and then said in shock: "So Aning, you don't know that you are ugly."
Jiang Ning:……
Hearing this, Jiang Ning suddenly glared with anger, then angrily threw herself down on the table, turned her face away, thinking that she would never have to deal with this annoying guy again.
"Oh, Jiang Ning, don't be sad. Although you are not as good-looking as me, Wu Gu, and handsome, you are actually very ugly even though you are ugly."
For a rare moment of gentleness, Lin Xiaolu persuaded with a smile: "Look at your eyelashes, they are so long, as long as noodles.
And you are so white, as white as death, you are already much prettier than Sister Huadie and Shegeng. "
Liu Yuniang, who has always kept a low profile:? ? ?
Shangguan Shiliu, who was beating up Shuai Shuaiya:? ? ?
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That night, night fell in this city of the Ming Dynasty. The bright moon hung high and the night wind blew gently. Lin Xiaolu successfully obtained two gold ingots and ran out of the inn without even eating dinner. He was very happy along the way.
When you get to the brothel, you must have a big meal, and then let the prostitutes there perform their talents for you.
He ran all the way and soon came to a small bluestone bridge. Tan Songlei, who had already arrived, was standing on the bridge.
At this moment, Tan Songlei was not wearing the conspicuous Shushan clothes, but an ordinary young man's gown.
"Brother Tan!" Lin Xiaolu shouted, cupping his fists and smiling at him.
"Brother Lin!" Tan Songlei also greeted him with a smile.
"Brother Tan, your junior sister didn't come with you, did she?"
"No, Brother Lin's friends didn't come with him either, did they?"
"Hehe." Lin Xiaolu laughed mischievously and said, "No."
"Brother Lin, where did you say real men go this afternoon?" Tan Songlei asked curiously.
In the afternoon, when he and his junior sister said goodbye to Lin Xiaolu, Lin Xiaolu secretly asked him if he wanted to go out to play in the evening, saying that he would show him places where real men go to play, and also specifically emphasized that he should not take his junior sister with him.
Although Tan Songlei is already fifteen years old this year, he is still a boy and he is very curious, so he started looking forward to it early after agreeing.
At this moment, two and a half-year-old children were on the Qingshi Bridge, calling each other "Brother Tan" and "Brother Lin", which looked quite funny.
Lin Xiaolu asked mysteriously: "Brother Tan, have you ever heard of a brothel?"
Tan Songlei thought for a moment, and then said with shame: "Brother Lin is laughing at me. I have been practicing in Shushan since I was a child. I rarely go down the mountain on weekdays, so I don't know where this brothel is."
"Hehe, this is a place where only men are allowed to enter, not women." Lin Xiaolu said with a smile: "In this place, there will be many big sisters with special skills, showing off their talents for us. It's very fun for us. We are all Taoist friends from the Zhengdao Sect, and we feel like old friends at first sight. Today I am treating you to a guest, inviting Brother Tan to come and get to know you better."
"Thank you so much to Brother Lin." Tan Songlei was very moved and bowed his hands, patting his chest and saying that Brother Lin was his friend.
I don’t know if it’s because of the absence of his junior sister. At this time, Tan Songlei is no longer as mature as when he first met in the afternoon. On the contrary, his every move has a bit more innocence of a young man. Maybe this is what it’s like to stay with teenagers of the same generation.
It's understandable, after all, most people in this world look different in front of everyone, and everyone plays a different role, except of course, Lin Xiaolu.
At night, when the lanterns were on, the streets were bustling with activity, and Lin Xiaolu took this curious baby-like Shushan disciple to a restaurant called Huixian Yaxu.
Looking at the beautiful girls in front of the restaurant, Lin Xiaolu and Tan Songlei stood side by side with stern faces.
"Brother Tan, are you ready?"
"Brother Lin, I'm ready!"
"Okay! Today I will show Brother Tan what a brothel is!"
The two people's voices were loud, attracting the attention of passers-by on the roadside.
Not long after, the two young men entered the restaurant with a brave look on their faces, taking steps like a dragon and a tiger.
Lin Xiaolu, who had already been to the brothel once, was very familiar with the business. He looked like an old prostitute, ah, no, an old gangster. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted angrily to the mother who greeted him:
"Sauce elbow! I want to eat eighty!"
