The woman in the white skirt slowly walked up, her skirt sleeves moving in the wind, fluttering like a cinnamon fairy in the moon. She took another step to create a lotus. With light steps, she stood in the center of the ring with nets on three sides. She stretched out her arms and her long water sleeves shook out two crisp sounds. He made a sound, cleared his throat and sang softly: "Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see bald heads in the world!"
As she finished speaking, the arena suddenly darkened, as if dark clouds were gathering and a thunderstorm was approaching, but it had not rained in this area for thirty years.
Li Xiao was startled, and looked up, but the huge white gauze in the sky turned black as if dyed with ink. The light naturally dimmed, and the high wall behind the ring seemed to be illuminated by light, becoming brighter and whiter. In contrast, it looks like day on stage and night off stage. This is the rhythm of the beginning of a good show.
Strangely enough, the nets surrounding three sides of the arena seemed to disappear out of thin air as the light dimmed, leaving the spectators with a better view, unobstructed and unobstructed.
The woman in the white dress who became the center of the audience gently raised her hands, sliding her sleeves to her elbows, revealing a pair of green and jade-white arms. She held the edge of the curtain and took it off gracefully, making a sound of gong at the right time...
All the spectators held their breath, including Dawn.
But in the background of the white wall, the woman's lush hair is like a black waterfall draped over her shoulders. It reflects with the elegant white skirt. The black and white are clear, revealing an indescribable and peerless face. At first glance, it looks like A 28-year-old girl, if you take a closer look, she looks young and beautiful, but you can't tell her actual age.
This woman looks like the person in the painting, with snow-like skin, a little red lips, crescent eyebrows, and slender eyes, without any trace of human smoke, she looks like a demon, but also like a celestial being.
Li Xiao was dumbfounded and thirsty at the sight. He never thought that a woman could be so beautiful and seductive!
Maybe it's because over the years, I've seen only a handful of beauties in Dawn, that I feel this way.
After all, most of the escapees were disheveled and usually covered their faces, while the ladies were hidden in the boudoir, and with their status as Li Xiao, they were definitely not visible.
But he believes that even if he has never seen any beautiful women, this woman's beauty is alluring. In the ghost market, there is only one such woman...
"Lin Qing'er, Lin Qing'er..." After a brief silence, the spectators suddenly became excited and shouted out the girl's name. Sure enough, it was Lan Kwai Fong who "listened to the music in the hook and played the flute under the moon, Lin Qing'er". The owner of Guifang - Lin Qing'er.
Lin Qing'er is not only famous in the ghost market, but also famous in several nearby big cities, because she is not only the boss of Lan Kwai Fong, but also the recognized court lady in this brothel.
Li Xiao suddenly felt that this copper plate was well spent. It was said that the price of tea with Lin Qing'er was fifty taels of snowflake silver. He could only meet her once, and it was even more difficult for ordinary people to become her guest. The sky-high price you can imagine depends on whether she is willing to accompany the guests.
Since Lin Qing'er is the Guan Lei today, it means that Shui Xingshou is in charge this time.
"Everyone, ladies and gentlemen, I'm in the office, I'm outside the office, and I'm young lady, rejoice!" Lin Qing'er bent down and gathered her crotch, blessing each of the three sides of the stage. Although her voice was soft and delicate, her voice filled the whole room, as if she was practicing. She is an expert in martial arts. She continued with a high tone and said clearly and neatly, "The slave family is in charge of the competition today. Stop gossiping and invite the No. 1 fighter to the stage!"
As the drum beat loudly, a shirtless man ran onto the ring from the other side, and the spectators responded with a burst of warm cheers.
The beater was of course not masked. He was probably in his early twenties and looked very capable. He waved his fists and greeted the spectators on all sides.
Lin Qing'er stepped forward, her voluptuous manner in stark contrast to the challenger's majestic appearance: "No. A, are you confident in winning?"
The man blushed, as if he didn't dare to look at Lin Qing'er's face that confounded all living beings, and just nodded vigorously.
"Haha, I'm still very shy." Lin Qing'er smiled sweetly, turned to the spectators in front of her, and pointed behind her with her right hand in a dance-like movement, "Fellow spectators, you can now choose your favorite opponent for No. A. Already..."
After Lin Qing'er finished speaking, she stepped off the stage gracefully, leaving only Contestant No. A standing motionless.
But the white wall behind the arena is like a shadow puppet show, reflecting the twelve numbers "Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai", each number corresponds to a column The text shows three items: male and female, length, and weight.
As for age, the age of a corpse demon remains at the time of its first transformation, and it will not grow older until it dies.
The spectators in the seating area were all busy. It was hard to tell what they were busy with at dawn. Intensive piano music suddenly sounded in the venue. Each piano sound was different in pitch and only sounded once. It was noisy, not melodious, and hard to hear. Fortunately, it was time. Extremely short.
After a moment, the text on the white wall disappeared, and Lin Qing'er's charming voice sounded from the side of the stage: "According to the twelve earthly branches corresponding to the twelve tones, Shiba No. 1 has the most melodies, and he became the opponent of Contestant No. Judge, let us wait and see the first round of today..."
The drums sounded again, as if a battle horn had been blown. Contestant A nervously retreated to a corner of the ring, while a black figure slowly rose in the center of the ring, facing the spectators in the center. It was suddenly a ragged corpse. , with a face as pale as ink, a skeleton wrapped in leather, his eyes closed tightly, and a yellow talisman stuck to his forehead.
Li Xiao knew that the yellow talisman was a ghost-drawing talisman that could immobilize corpse demons, but he didn’t know where it came from. He only heard that this kind of ghost-drawing talisman appeared at the beginning of Drought Demon’s birth and when corpse demons first became popular. They appeared in every big city and where refugees lived. They are available in towns and cities, but unfortunately the prices are so high that only the rich and powerful can afford them.
It is said that drawing talismans is the specialty of Taoism, and since ancient times, there has been a saying that "in times of trouble, Taoist priests go down the mountain to save the people from fire and water." However, those who make such a fortune when the country is in distress are definitely not good people, so Li Xiao doesn't have a good impression of Taoist priests.
With the sound of another gong, the yellow talisman on Corpse Demon's forehead burned without fire and turned into ashes. He roared, a pair of blood-stained eyes opened, and the timer drum beat followed, and the battle officially began.
Amidst the noise of the spectators around him, Li Xiao unknowingly squeezed into the front of the standing area. After all, the agility he had developed through scavenging was not in vain. He held on to the solid guardrail with his hands and stared at the ring across the seating area. Why? We must also pay back the cost of a copper penny.
Of course, he saw Lin Qing'er, which was enough, but the more the merrier.
Challenger A may be a little nervous and eager to prove himself. When he heard the sound of the gong, he rushed forward, intending to strike first while Corpse Demon was just waking up. With the help of his body's momentum, he punched Hit the corpse demon in the head.
Li Xiao watched the attack moves of the No. 1 fighter and the on-the-spot reaction of the corpse demon intently. This was a rare opportunity to observe on the spot and provide practical lessons for his future encounters with the corpse demon.
He knew very well that there would always be a day when he could not hide or escape. Sooner or later, his hands would be stained with the blood of the corpse demons, or he would become a feast in their mouths.
Just as Contestant No. A's fist was about to come, Corpse Demon flicked his hair and dodged to the side in a rather weird posture. Then he quickly counterattacked toward Contestant No. A, opened his big black mouth, and revealed a mouthful of white blood. The cruel teeth bit into his neck...
