Listening to the harsh laughter coming from the window, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Ling Wei, who was eating melon seeds, saw his appearance and immediately understood what he was thinking, and said excitedly:
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, do you need me to act bravely? I like to bully bad people the most."
Lin Xiaolu shook his head:
"The people making noise downstairs are in the Foundation Establishment realm just like you. You can't bully them."
Ling Wei was stunned when she heard this. Are there other immortal cultivators here?
She is still in the foundation-building realm, and her consciousness has not yet been opened. If the other party does not actively mobilize her spiritual power, she will not be able to find her, and the other party will not be able to find her.
But Lin Xiaolu is different. Now he can feel the air flow fluctuations of things around him anytime and anywhere. The spiritual energy in his perception is the same as the energy of the five elements and all things, and the true energy of his life. There is no difference, even if the monk below does not mobilize the spiritual energy in his body. , he can also feel the existence of his unique aura, which is another ability after he breaks through the realm, a sixth kind of perception that exists in addition to sight, hearing, touch, taste and smell, he said It's the sense of Qi.
"I guess I came here for the Centipede Spirit. Are there any other sects besides your Beiyao in the Jiangnan area?" Lin Xiaolu asked.
"Of course there is." Ling Wei nodded and said:
"Our Bei Yao Sect is the most powerful sect in the entire Jiuzhou, but there are many other sects, and there are countless immortal cultivating families. As far as I know, there are three immortal cultivating families in the Jiangnan area, and there is another one named " The sect of "Moon Shadow Valley", there is a valley, so named because the shape of the valley looks like the bright moon, and it is called the shadow of the moon."
After saying that, she leaned forward, poked her little head and said excitedly: "Don't worry, shopkeeper Xiao Lin, I'm from the North Yao Sect. If the guy below is from the Moon Shadow Valley, he wouldn't dare to talk to me. After all, the Moon Shadow Valley is no match for me." Bei Yao Sect is far behind, I can pretend to be powerful."
Looking at the smug girl in front of him, Lin Xiaolu smiled angrily, but he did not get up in a hurry, nor did he really let Ling Wei teach him a lesson, but continued to drink and listen to music unhurriedly.
Ling Wei didn't understand when she saw Lin Xiaolu didn't move, but she stopped talking and continued to eat her own.
Outside the window, the yelling and cursing became louder and louder, and the vulgar words became more and more unpleasant. It seemed that they knew that the person who was yelling had an extraordinary background. None of the guests in the brothel dared to speak out to stop them. Only the mother in charge could be vaguely heard. Apologize.
And soon, the mother in charge couldn't bear it anymore, and finally relaxed, and helplessly said to the sisters beside her: "Go and call Yingge to come out."
Upstairs at this moment, Ling Wei was looking at Lin Xiaolu with a smirk on her face, and asked coquettishly:
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, do you want to wait for Sister Yingge to come out before you come to the rescue? I've read in novels that this is called a hero saving a beauty. Eh~ I didn't expect you to be quite arrogant, Shopkeeper Xiao Lin."
Seeing that he was being teased, Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes at the little brat angrily, muttered "No big, no small" and then said to Ling Wei:
"The reason why I am not in a hurry to take action is mainly because I don't want to spoil my mood because of a trivial matter. If the people below just temporarily disturb my interest in listening to music, there is no need to resort to my tricks. If they continue to be ignorant, I will Take action to punish.”
After saying that, he happily picked up a pear, took a bite, and continued:
"People can't do evil things, but even if it's a good thing, you have to think twice before doing it. It's true that Yingge is my friend here, but unless she takes the initiative and she really can't solve it by herself, I won't take action at will. Help is a way to win favor, but it is hard to repay love debts, and inner demons are easy to arise. Kindness is never cheap."
After hearing these words, the sixteen-year-old Ling Wei was a little confused, but this girl was quite smart. After thinking about it for a while, she roughly understood it. She looked at Lin Xiaolu curiously and asked:
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, you mean that if you take the initiative to help sister Yingge, it will be easy for sister Yingge to misunderstand and think you are interested in her?
But you actually have no interest in sister Yingge, you just treat her as a friend, so it will be very troublesome if she misunderstands her. When the time comes, you give her hope but reject her, she will be very painful, and you will become very miserable. Guilty, in the end neither of you will benefit, and the good deeds you did may be twisted into a love debt? If you do a nice thing, your friendship with her may disappear and turn into enemies in the end? "
Amidst the exquisite wine table, bright lights, and gentle music, Lin Xiaolu looked at the girl in front of him and nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes:
"I didn't expect that even though you are a clumsy girl, you still have some sense."
"Hehe, it's okay. I mainly follow my mother." The girl was eating melon seeds and crossing her legs with a stinking look on her face.
The two continued to listen to the music, and not long after, noisy sounds came from downstairs again. Then, Lin Xiaolu heard Yingge deliberately lowering her cry and apologizing with a smile.
He listened silently in the side room, eating melon seeds and peeling peanuts. Soon after, he heard some sounds that made him feel dissatisfied, so he finally got up and took his coat and the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the table.
These people have bothered me for long enough, and now I have enough reason to take action not for Yingge, but for myself.
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, are you finally going to take action?" Ling Wei, who was eating melon seeds, was immediately excited when she saw this scene. She patted the dust on her hands and her big eyes were filled with little stars:
"I'm going to watch the battle, is that okay, Shopkeeper Xiaolin?"
"Watching the battle?" Lin Xiaolu smiled: "Then you have to watch carefully for a while. I'm afraid it will be over in the blink of an eye."
After saying that, he looked at the two servants playing the piano and strings in the side room, and said with a smile:
"You two girls are tired, please rest for a while, and we will sing again when we come back next time."
In the room, the two gentry men bowed slightly and nodded obediently: "I will do whatever the shopkeeper Xiao Lin says."
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"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? I'm here to check you out!"
In the brightly decorated brothel hall, Yingge trembled all over and stood silently, with her head lowered, not daring to say a word. The mother in charge and other people in the brothel on the side also did not dare to talk at all, and only let the people in front of her speak. The young people shouted and cursed.
The young man was in his late thirties, wearing a Taoist robe, and was followed by a group of people. When he was speaking, the people behind him shouted:
"Master Lu is an immortal from Moon Shadow Valley. Even our Zhang family must respect him respectfully. Bitch, don't tell me that you are not feeling well. Even if your own father dies today, you still have to smile. We, Mr. Lu, can serve you comfortably!"
At this time, Lin Xiaolu had just brought Ling Wei down the stairs. When he heard these words, his eyebrows furrowed even more.
Yingge's father died when she was young because he had typhoid fever and had no money for treatment. She and her mother were left alone to depend on each other. He knew this.
He glanced at the people behind "Mr. Lu" and found that they were all immortal cultivators on the first or second level of Qi Condensation. He estimated that this so-called "Zhang Family" should be an immortal cultivating family.
In the bustling hall, Lin Xiaolu walked into the crowd holding a bundled oil-paper umbrella. No one noticed him yet, so he walked all the way to the prostitutes and saw Yingying, who had red and swollen eye circles and lowered her head, not daring to say a word. Song.
