The land in the far north is most favored by water. It has rained three times just after noon. The Thunder City, which lies on the border of Huangshui River, stands proudly in the light dust of the sun with its dark and sturdy body, giving it a faint brilliance. Draped on it, it feels like the glory of a warrior when he is decorated.
People from outside the country can't help but raise their heads, squint at the city wall that is almost as high as the sky, and then think of the proverb that has been passed down orally for a long time.
Frightened, he actually said that as long as the Thunder City is not destroyed, no one can be called the God of War. After tens of thousands of years of hard work, it has become a rock-solid barrier and deterrent for Huangshui to face the barbaric tribes.
When Zhan Changfeng thought that he had arrived at this place inexplicably, an unfathomable coldness surged in his heart, and he drank the liquor handed to him by the beauty next to him.
If Thunder City is a black rock that remains unchanged despite being exposed to thousands of changes in nature, then Wuyou Pavilion is a flower that accidentally bloomed on the black rock at a certain moment. Its charm and intoxication can make people feel lonely. Travelers walking in the desert are generally grateful when they see an oasis.
Oh, I forgot to mention, Wuyou Pavilion is a singing and dancing studio.
The people who came to Wuyou Pavilion today were very depressed. What happened? After waiting for a long time, no one came to dance. They wanted to find someone to accompany them, but they said they were unavailable. Do you still want to do business?
Lady Gongsun, the steward, had her hair tied up in a bun and her smile was as bright as a spring flower. The person who wanted to cause trouble immediately fell silent and stared straight at this elegant woman. Hey, he even forgot to breathe.
"Wait." Lady Gongsun said those two words and turned around. Those girls are really willful, aren't they just a magician, what's there to watch?
Wuyou Pavilion is built on the Cuiyu Lake where the thunder is the loudest. The distant mountains outside the lake are dark and green, and the pavilions and pavilions on the lake are winding. When the wind is gentle, the light gauze curtains are as ethereal as butterflies.
In a waterside pavilion, beauties are like clouds, some are leaning or sitting, some are tiptoeing with their heads raised, some are covering their lips coyly. They are included in this painting with landscape as the medium, and it is really beautiful.
When Mrs. Gongsun came along the vermilion corridor, she saw a jade-like young master holding the catkin of the leader of her family among the thousands of flowers. His flawless face was extremely handsome, and he was dressed in a large white robe. He was magnanimous and free. He is a straightforward person, but his polite and courteous gesture when holding his hand and his focused expression when speaking are a little tender and considerate.
I don’t know what this man said. Lady Gongsun could feel the rippling hearts of her girls. Hey, um, stop biting the handkerchief.
Isn't it embarrassing? I haven't seen any men before. Have you fed your reserve to the sharks in the sea of giant gods?
She didn't believe that it was true that these girls had abandoned their business to come here to tell fortunes and just watch and molest the beautiful young people.
As she got closer, Lady Gongsun heard that the man seemed to be saying that he was going to stay tonight.
Oh, what a jade-like person, what magnanimity and forthrightness, isn't he just a prodigal son who pretends to be serious, and also uses fortune-telling methods to eat people's tofu? Lady Gongsun's steps were like lotus, and the girls who saw her stepped out of the way. "Guest, Wuyou Pavilion has no habit of keeping people overnight."
The beauties were more or less regretful and coquettish, which made Lady Gongsun secretly angry. They were like a bunch of white-eyed wolves.
"Who said you can just sleep with me?" A charming woman lying on the beauty's couch said with a smile, and cast a wink at Zhan Changfeng.
She is one of the few prostitutes in Wuyou Pavilion, and she likes to sleep with young and good-looking men.
Lady Gongsun felt sorry for the money she was losing, and urged: "Just do whatever you have to do, don't be stuck here."
It was a pity for Zhan Changfeng that the people here were very wary. When he saw that she was not a local, he wouldn't even look at her, so he had no choice but to disguise himself and entered this song and dance studio. He originally wanted to stay one night and have a good condom. information.
It's a pity for the beauties that they can't let this gentleman tell their fortunes and talk about poetry and philosophy of life.
The young master with an elegant demeanor rubbed the fan bone with his thumb, and the slight loneliness between his brows was heart-wrenching. However, when Lady Gongsun came into contact with her at a close distance, she realized that this man had a restrained aura, like a person on a high platform giving guidance to the country. Either rich or noble.
Hearing her speak again, surprisingly made people feel comfortable and gentle, "I've been bothering you for a long time, and I'll make a fortune for you as an apology."
Before Lady Gongsun agreed, the leader of her family nodded happily, with the glimmer of water still in her beautiful eyes, "Thank you sir."
Then he turned to her and said, "Sir, you are so amazing. He just touched my hand bones and discovered my past, which has enlightened me a lot."
The others nodded one after another, with slightly happy expressions on their faces, but sincere expressions, definitely not the usual expressions used to fool guests.
Seeing this, Mrs. Gongsun stopped being indifferent, tied up her hair, and said, "Then consider my recent good and bad luck."
Changsheng took a look at this beautiful woman, picked up three copper coins and made a divination, Huo Zeyi, from the top to the bottom, changed the divination to the top nine, "You will encounter a war, but a false alarm will be safe and profitable."
Lady Gongsun was heartbroken when she heard about the war, and then she covered her lips and smiled, "I'll lend you some good words."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion coming from the main pavilion, and then two teams of black warriors straddling swords trotted over neatly and powerfully, stationed on both sides of the corridor, and blocked all the guards of Wuyou Pavilion. In a manner that was quite disruptive, Lady Gongsun's expression changed.
At this time, one of the leaders made an invitation gesture to Zhan Changfeng: "Master, please invite me."
Zhan Changfeng, who was chatting and laughing among the beauties just now, his eyes darkened. She had only been here for a day, who would come to look for her?
Lady Gongsun suppressed her cold face, Lan Hua pointed at her shoulder, and smiled brightly, "It was indeed a false alarm."
Zhan Changfeng straightened his sleeves good-naturedly and left with the black-clothed warrior.
The main pavilion was surrounded by a group of black warriors, and the people inside were naturally cleared out. Only a person was dancing on the jade-stacked platform in the center, and smoke filled the air.
Under the stage, there is a table, chairs, and one person.
He is wearing a large ink orchid robe, has a handsome face, half-squinted eyes, and is as silent as an ink painting.
Zhan Changfeng stepped into the main pavilion, saw the figure from behind, and felt a little bit.
"If you are dependent on each other, don't separate. The spring flowers in the garden will easily hurt your feelings." The dancer opened her sleeves and danced to a sad tune, covering up the sound of tea being poured into the pottery cup.
"My name is Huaijin, and it has been three years since I fell into this world when I was purging evil spirits in a second-level world." He held the pottery cup with two fingers, held it in one hand, and handed it to Zhan Changfeng.
Zhan Changfeng knocked on the table twice, but he was not angry and gently put the pottery cup in her hand.
Three years?
This world is fake, and the time when everyone enters may be different. To listen to the meaning, more than one world has been set up with entrances to enter here.
But how could it be so real, so real that she could read the faces of the people here and see their good and bad fortunes.
The atmosphere fell into silence, and neither of them spoke.
After enjoying a song and dance, Zhan Changfeng got up and left.
Huaijin looked at the clouds and smoke on the stage, and his eyes gradually fell on the pottery cup in his hand. The light tea soup reflected his appearance and expression.
"Don't you want to know my common name?"
