It is not difficult to see that the name "Xiu Lou" is in line with Li Mi's Confucian style. Deep down in his heart, all cultivators want to be superior to others, so the word "Xiu" does not seem tacky.
It is said to be a beautiful building, but in fact it is not really a loft.
It is more like a fairy garden. Its door is not wide. There is a stone tablet more than ten feet high outside the door. There are two large characters engraved on the tablet and filled with cinnabar.
Another row of small letters reads:
"If you don't get started in the secular world, the beautiful scenery will bring beauty."
Fan Yi and Liu Qingqing came to the door.
They saw five monks wearing green shirts and swords hanging from their waists, guarding the courtyard gate.
One of them stopped the two and said:
"You two want to go inside, please show me your show order."
How can Fan Yi show off?
Fortunately, Liu Qingqing took out a red wooden sign from the storage belt and handed it to the man.
After carefully examining it, the man looked at Fan Yi again and said:
"You two, please!"
The two of them walked inside, and Fan Yi smiled and said:
"It seems that Director Wang is right. Without Deacon Liu accompanying me, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter this beautiful building today."
Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes at Fan Yi and replied:
"If you don't change into the martial robe of an inner disciple of the Wuzong, no one will dare to stop you when you go in and out. Moreover, the jade plaques given to you by the Wang family and the Ding family will also allow you to go in and out without hindrance."
"I'm just superfluous."
Fan Yi glanced at Liu Qingqing mysteriously and said:
"Since we need to conduct a detailed investigation, I can't reveal my identity as soon as I arrive. I just have to trouble Deacon Liu in this month."
Liu Qingqing looked at Fan Yi who was a head taller than him.
She always felt that Fan Yi really didn't look like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he seemed like an old fox who had learned the truth.
She asked angrily:
"Sister is very curious, how noble is Mr. Fan?"
Fan Yi replied seriously:
"Do you still remember that night at Shilou? I happened to be eighteen that day, and according to Qingyun Prefecture's custom, I could get married."
"Do you really think I'm a child?"
When Fan Yi mentioned the word "getting a wife", he deliberately looked more at Liu Qingqing.
Suddenly, Liu Qingqing looked at Fan Yi with widened eyes.
There was actually some rosiness on her cheeks, and she reproached:
"If you dare to look around again, be careful of my sister digging out your eyeballs."
Fan Yi chuckled.
He stopped teasing Liu Qingqing and walked straight ahead again.
The main courtyard has two floors and is very lavishly built with a hollow structure. There are aisles and boxes at the left, right, rear and front.
There were waiters and maids walking through it carrying wine and delicacies, and a stage was built in the hollow space.
There is a woman in a colorful dress dancing on top. It is obvious that this woman is also a monk. Her dancing movements reveal martial arts skills, which is very attractive.
The sounds of people drinking and drinking could be heard in the box, and there were many monks beside the surrounding railings, holding wine bottles and looking down at the women dancing.
As soon as Fan Yi and Liu Qingqing entered, a middle-aged woman came forward and said:
"You two are also here to participate in the auction?"
Liu Qingqing smiled and said:
"By chance, there's an auction today?"
The middle-aged woman replied:
"Yes, and the items being auctioned today are all good ones. There are many immortal magic weapons and sect martial arts."
Liu Qingqing took out ten spirit stones from her storage belt, handed them to the middle-aged woman and said:
"Prepare a first-class private room, and you can decide on the food and drinks yourself."
Seeing Liu Qingqing's generosity, the middle-aged woman hurriedly held the small pile of spiritual stones with both hands and said:
"Please come upstairs, you two!"
After saying that, he put the spirit stones into his bag and took Fan Yi and the two of them up to the second floor.
While walking on the corridor, Fan Yi looked around casually.
I saw several young men and women wearing white robes with enchanting flowers embroidered on them, sitting in the box drinking tea and chatting.
Liu Qingqing leaned close to Fan Yi's ear and whispered:
"Those are all disciples of the Huazong. I think they passed by Huben City and came to join in the fun."
Fan Yi was curious and took a few more glances.
I saw one person looking over, and when that person's eyes fell on Fan Yi, he looked at him a few more times.
Fan Yi nodded to him as a greeting.
Walking further past two private rooms, I saw five or six young men and women drinking and eating.
The color of their clothing is all black, with men wearing black robes and women wearing black skirts, and various long swords hanging from their waists.
It can be seen from the scabbard that there are both willow-leaf thin swords and broad swords four fingers wide.
Fan Yi turned his head and asked Liu Qingqing.
"Are these people from the Sword Sect?"
Liu Qingqing nodded slightly.
She then reminded in a low voice:
"The Sword Sect and our Martial Sect don't get along very well. The trouble started from a sect fighting twenty years ago."
"The genius of Wuzong killed the genius of Jianzong with one punch."
"Don't mention this matter to the outside world under any circumstances. These two talented people are both direct disciples of their respective sect masters."
Fan Yi snorted and asked:
"Who is the genius of Wuzong?"
Liu Qingqing replied mysteriously:
"Elder Zhou Tong."
Fan Yi was a little stunned when he heard this.
At this time, the middle-aged woman walking in front of the two people stopped, pushed open the wooden window door of a private room, and said with a smile:
"Please come inside, you two. When the auction starts later, there will be a maid outside the door. You two can tell the maid how much you bid, and they will complete the auction for you."
After Fan Yi and the two entered, they saw a floor-to-ceiling stone as smooth as a mirror on one side of the door.
The strange thing is that the scene on the stage can be clearly seen on the stone mirror.
Seeing Fan Yi's confusion, Liu Qingqing explained:
"This is a lucid mirror, polished with spirit storage stones. It is blessed by the runes of a powerful painter. It can reflect scenes a hundred meters away."
"It doesn't work beyond 100 meters, and you can switch scenes. Do you think it's magical or not?"
Fan Yi had never heard of such an object.
Although he was given the opportunity by a powerful painter, he could only use it to control the monster-catching painting, and he was not able to grasp the true meaning of painting.
I think I still need to spend more time studying painting.
Fan Yi smiled, but did not answer Liu Qingqing's question.
Not long after.
Several waiters came in one after another carrying wine and food.
After they put down their things, they went out and closed the wooden window and door.
Right now, there were only two people sitting across from each other in this small space.
Fan Yi reached out and touched the transparent stone. It was freezing cold when he took it. He just felt curious and poured a ray of spiritual power into it.
Suddenly, the mirror scene on the transparent stone vibrated like ripples, and gradually another scene appeared in front of him.
It was a scene of someone drinking in one of the boxes.
I didn't expect that turquoise stone could have such an effect.
Liu Qingqing saw this and said hurriedly:
"Don't move around. If you change the scene here, others can see you. It's very rude."
Sure enough, the words just fell.
A fat face appeared in the stone and shouted:
"Boy, you're a voyeur! Are you looking for death?"
Fan Yi was too lazy to pay attention to that person, so he injected a ray of spiritual power again, and the scene was cut back to the hollow stage.
Liu Qingqing burst out laughing when she saw Fan Yi's embarrassed look.
Fan Yi sat upright, with an expression on his face that seemed to be thinking.
for a long time.
He asked for no reason:
"Deacon Liu, can I buy this?"
Liu Qingqing seemed to be used to the strangeness and replied:
"If you have a chance, just find a skilled painter to carve a piece for you. If you buy this thing, it won't be of much use unless..."
"You're such a peeping tom."
Fan Yi: "...!"
