The atmosphere in Green Water Pavilion tonight quickly reached a climax.
"Miss Xiyu!"
"Miss Xiyu!"
Many young masters and wealthy businessmen were cheering below.
Li Yanchu, who was on the second floor, suddenly felt like he was at a concert.
Everyone rewarded him one after another.
According to the usual practice, Miss Xiyu will select the most suitable person for in-depth communication tonight.
Of course, often the most suitable person is the big brother on the list.
Li Yanchu has treasures on him, which would be priceless in money.
Furthermore, he has a rich net worth, so it is not difficult to compete for the top spot tonight.
Or if you are a copycat, you can use poetry to impress the oiran.
But Li Yanchu did nothing.
He just looked at these fans with enthusiastic eyes indifferently,
There is also the oiran Xiyu on stage who attracts all the attention.
After a dance,
This girl Xiyu restrained her charm and looked extremely dignified.
The clothes she wore exposed her white and slender waist, which was in sharp contrast to the dignified expression on her face.
Standing there quietly, like a peaceful water lotus.
Obviously, the literati, wealthy businessmen and gentry in the scene all like this tone.
They became more and more crazy, sending all kinds of gifts, hoping to show their faces in front of Xiyu Oiran.
Of course, the most important thing is to have an in-depth exchange of ideas.
In the land south of the Yangtze River, there are many such things where people spend a lot of money just to get a smile from Bo Jiaren, and they are often cited as good stories.
These are not the three major courtesans in Jiangnan... Li Yanchu felt a little emotional.
It is unimaginable how enthusiastic the performances by the courtesan Yunyu Makoto and the most popular Zi Ling were.
"The Taoist Master's appearance is unparalleled in the world, and his temperament is outstanding. According to the poor monk, he doesn't need to do anything. I'm afraid he can win the favor of a beautiful woman just by showing his face.
It's better to get closer so that Oiran Xiyu can see clearly and ask questions when the time comes. "
Monk Tiexin smiled.
"Question?" Li Yanchu glanced at Monk Tiexin.
"Hey, the Taoist Priest has clear eyes, but he has been staring at the oiran for a long time. He must be looking for something to do with her." Monk Tiexin said with a smile.
Li Yanchu nodded.
"The Taoist priest went to show his face. The poor monk thought it was feasible."
Monk Tiexin advised.
"..." Li Yanchu.
How can a monk teach a Taoist priest how to win the favor of an oiran?
And the method taught seems to be free prostitution?
…………
That night, the highest spender in the audience was Mr. Zhao who had the highest reward amount.
Mr. Zhao himself is also a charming young man.
Although his appearance does not pose a threat to Li Yanchu,
But Li Yanchu just watched from a distance and did not get closer.
Mr. Zhao spent a lot of money to get on stage and gave gifts, and finally won the favor of the oiran Xiyu.
Be a guest tonight.
"Price gouging." Li Yanchu shook his head.
He did not listen to Monk Tiexin's bad idea, but watched the oiran Xiyu and Mr. Zhao leave.
…
The residence of Oiran Xiyu is a quiet courtyard.
The yard is full of sycamore trees, and the environment is quiet.
Not to mention the lack of aristocratic aura, even among all the ladies, she is still extremely elegant.
Wow!
Oiran Xiyu is taking a bath inside,
The steam coming out and the sound of rushing water made Mr. Zhao restless.
Tonight he spent a lot of money to win the beauty's smile,
Finally became Xiyu’s guest,
Even though Oiran Xiyu is taking a bath at this moment, she doesn't go through the process directly next.
According to the Jiangnan culture, the two of them still need to talk.
The so-called casual talk, in Li Yanchu's opinion, is just bragging.
Pretending to be elegant in the mist,
But it is very popular in Jiangnan.
What people play is just a tune, and they all follow the same rules.
Mr. Zhao felt like there were ants crawling in his heart.
He had just seen the oiran Xiyu's white and tender waist up close, and it was really fascinating.
Everyone has their favorites, including vegetables and radishes. He likes the oiran who is good at dancing the most.
The waist is slender and soft, allowing it to perform many difficult movements.
It can be seen from this that
Mr. Zhao himself is quite pragmatic.
Although I also like to talk,
But in the end it has to be implemented in actual operations.
Well, in other words, more emphasis is placed on drivability.
Mr. Zhao waited anxiously for a long time.
Finally, a gentle maid came over and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, Miss Zhao invites you."
Mr. Zhao stood up excitedly, trying to restrain his excitement.
finally come……
Sudden!
boom!
The door was violently kicked open.
Mr. Zhao was so frightened that he trembled!
He turned to look out the door,
Eyes narrowed.
But it wasn't because I saw something terrible,
But because I saw a huge bald head suddenly appeared in the room, with some reflections,
He was shaking so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
Of course, there is no need to mention the reflection of the bald head.
But the young Taoist priest next to him was handsome and elegant, with an outstanding temperament.
Standing next to the bald head, even the bald head’s bright and shiny head can reflect light.
They couldn't hide the brilliance of this young Taoist priest.
"You, you, you, who are you?"
Mr. Zhao asked tremblingly.
Li Yanchu smiled lightly,
When he came to Mr. Zhao, he slashed his neck with a knife.
Mr. Zhao's eyes darkened and he immediately collapsed.
The last thought before passing out was,
"Fuck! My oiran!"
The delicate-faced maid was so frightened that she was speechless.
She looked at the tall, bald man in horror.
The bald man frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you little girl? He kicked the door and beat the person. Why are you staring at me in such fear?"
When the bald man spoke, the little girl trembled and became even more frightened.
"..." Monk Tiexin.
When Li Yanchu saw this, he said with relief: "It's okay, little girl, don't be afraid, we are not good people."
This delicate-faced maid saw Li Yanchu's unparalleled handsome face,
There was a strange feeling of trust in my heart for no reason.
She nodded involuntarily.
"..." Big bald iron-hearted monk!
What happened next made Monk Tiexin even more stunned.
After gently comforting the little girl, Li Yanchu knocked her unconscious with a knife.
Monk Tiexin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Li Yanchu turned to look at him: "Let's go, why are you standing there?"
Monk Tiexin nodded.
well,
The mood is a bit complicated...
The two of them came to the oiran Xiyu's room.
The oiran Xiyu, who was wearing a tulle, couldn't help but stare at the two of them with wide eyes.
He held his hands tightly against his chest.
In today's terms, this woman is very ambitious.
Now that we are closer, we can see more clearly.
You can completely feel her deep career line.
"You, who are you?"
Oiran Xiyu said in horror,
Biting her lip.
"I am a friend of Mr. Zhou Ding. Let me ask you how Zhou Ding died?"
The bald man glanced at Li Yanchu and said,
Li Yanchu motioned for the bald man to come forward first.
Oiran Xiyu's face turned pale, with tears in her eyes: "I, I don't know."
The bald Tiexin monk glared at her:
"you do not know?
He is clearly under the love-stealing curse of Southern Xinjiang. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? "
Oiran Xiyu bit her lips tightly, with a look of astonishment on her face: "The love-stealing curse? I don't know! I really didn't do it!"
Li Yanchu glanced at the bald man, and asked what would be the result?
A golden light flashed in the eyes of the bald monk Tiexin, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't lie!"
As soon as the words fell, the oiran Xiyu's body was bound by a golden light.
"The poor monk asked you, does the death of Mr. Zhou Ding have anything to do with you?!"
Monk Tiexin said solemnly.
"have."
Oiran Xiyu nodded.
Li Yanchu and Monk Tiexin looked at each other.
There's drama!
Monk Tiexin continued to ask: "How did Mr. Zhou Ding die?"
"I don't know." Oiran Xiyu shook her head.
"..." The bald and iron-hearted monk.
This monster is so rampant! ?
Wasn't she influenced by Buddhist precepts?
Li Yanchu glanced at Oiran Xiyu,
At this time, Oiran Xiyu's eyes were different from before, shining with a faint golden light.
This proves that Monk Tiexin’s Buddhist precepts are effective.
Li Yanchu suddenly said: "Who killed Mr. Zhou Ding? How do you know that his death was related to you?"
He put it another way.
The oiran Xiyu said slowly: "Master Zhou spent the night at my place that day. He came again the next day and told me that he was being targeted after he left my place. I'm afraid he will die soon."
Li Yanchu frowned.
After leaving here, were you targeted?
"You were targeted by someone, did you tell me?"
Li Yanchu asked.
Monk Tie Xin glanced at Li Yanchu,
I thought to myself, isn’t this the poor monk’s home court?
But Li Yanchu's words were extremely crucial, and he didn't say anything.
I sneered in my heart,
"Oh, I said before that I didn't want to care about this matter! The people in Dali Temple are so honest."
That's right, Monk Tiexin saw the Dali Temple waist badge that Li Yanchu took out earlier.
The boy at the Silk Satin Mansion didn't know him, but he knew.
Oiran Xiyu's eyes were a little dazed at this time, and her eyes were covered with a layer of Buddha's light. She said slowly: "I'm not sure, he only said it was a village."
"What?" Li Yanchu lost his voice.
At this time, the golden Buddha light in Oiran Xiyu's eyes slowly dissipated and became very unstable, and her eyes gradually returned to clarity.
"Master, come on!"
Li Yanchu said sternly to Monk Tiexin.
Monk Tiexin immediately said: "Don't lie!"
A golden Buddha light emerged again, adding another buff to Oiran Xiyu.
Oiran Xiyu can transform into a human form in this green water pavilion, and her cultivation level is not low.
Ordinarily, I won’t be affected by Buddhist precepts for too long.
But although this Tiexin monk had never heard his name before,
But the Buddhist magical powers this man mastered were indeed powerful.
The oiran Xiyu's eyes were blank and she was once again at the mercy of others.
"What village is Master Zhou Ding telling you about?"
Li Yanchu asked.
"have no idea."
Li Yanchu was silent for a moment, taking advantage of the bald man's spell not disappearing,
He continued to ask: "Shopkeeper Wang of Shaoyang County, do you remember him?"
"Shopkeeper Wang...remember."
Li Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the oiran Xiyu might not remember.
In that case, there is no way to ask anything in this state.
"Shopkeeper Wang, have you sucked the yang energy?"
Li Yanchu didn't ask about specific things, but asked directly.
Otherwise, he was afraid that Monk Tiexin wouldn't be able to hold on.
Furthermore, according to what Shopkeeper Wang said, it was only the first time for him to have an in-depth communication with the leader of Green Water Pavilion.
There will never be too much between the two of them.
"No." Oiran Xiyu shook her head.
"No? Shopkeeper Ye Wang stayed here overnight and didn't have sex with you?" Li Yanchu asked next.
Oiran Xiyu is not an ordinary woman, but a bitch that has become a spirit.
Now that he has become a spirit and is the leading courtesan in this romantic place,
If it's not to attract people's yang energy, is it to give warmth?
Oiran Xiyu shook her head: "No, it was Xiaotao who received him that day. He was under an illusion and didn't know it."
"Who is Xiaotao?" Li Yanchu frowned.
"My maid." Oiran Xiyu said.
Li Yanchu frowned slightly and rushed out immediately.
But he found that the pretty maid who had been knocked unconscious by him had disappeared.
"..." Li Yanchu.
This maid actually ran away under his nose?
Li Yanchu's face suddenly darkened.
