After a stick of incense.
A tall figure walked out of the blood-clothed building.
The lipstick on the woman's lips was gone, her pretty face was fair and natural, and her dark eyebrows were spread out... her originally slightly cold eyes became much softer.
She wore a silk brocade robe with hibiscus flowers, a ruby red belt tied around her waist, and an exquisite jade pendant swaying gently.
Three thousand blue hairs are scattered like ink, occasionally lifted by the breeze.
If it weren't for her exquisite curves and just looking at her back, anyone would think she was a handsome young man.
Zhao Qing accompanied his wife to select silk and satin in the shop, and now his eyes glanced behind him.
This is... aunt! ?
For no reason, he panicked in his heart.
Zhou Xiaoyi had always given him the impression of a cold woman who kept away from strangers. He had never seen her dressed up like this before.
Although it can't be said that a woman is pretending to be a man, her original characteristics have been completely restrained.
The next moment, he smelled the faint depressive aura coming from the other person's body, which was the fragrant dew he had smelled that day...
Unknowingly, Zhao Qing's mind gradually became peaceful, as if he felt his consciousness breathing.
Doubt flashed in his eyes, a kind of fragrant dew that can affect spiritual consciousness?
So before you were born with spiritual consciousness, had you ever been affected by it?
Zhou Xiaoyi's bright eyes glanced at Zhao Qing, and then looked at Wang Shuyue who was carefully selecting silk and satin.
"Shu Yue!"
With a soft cry from her.
Wang Shuyue suddenly turned around, her black hair slightly rolled up.
The next moment, when she saw Zhou Xiaoyi's appearance clearly, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, and her pink lips opened slightly, revealing her white teeth.
Zhao Qing:......
It's over, it's all over.
Normally Shu Yue's expression would mean that she was stunned...
However, his wife's actions in the next moment gave him a new understanding of her. His beloved wife's fighting ability didn't seem that bad?
Wang Shuyue was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "It smells so good!"
"Xiaoyi, you smell so good." As she said this, she naturally took the other person's delicate hand and passed it through the silk noodles.
"Come and see this piece of material, it's perfect for you!"
…
Zhao Qing thought for a while and chose to wait in the outer hall of the store.
He originally planned to tease Zhou Xiaoyi and let her go shopping with Shu Yue.
After that, he put it aside and never mentioned the trip again.
Anyway, Zhou Xiaoyi still has to ask herself about the pill recipe, and she will always come to her.
Don't panic when trying to pick up a girl. If you have the chance to meet next time, you will be successful.
If you can make a woman's mood rise and fall, and she'll still be willing to meet him later... then it's a great success.
"A prescription to detoxify?"
Zhao Qing looked thoughtful. Among the knowledge brought by the panel, there were only basic elixir recipes required for various realms.
Things like bliss pills, oral pills, or specific poison recipes are not included.
After all, some alchemists who know enough about the properties of medicine can refine directional elixirs by themselves, and even cheats can't catch them all.
It took about two cups of tea.
The two beauties walked out of the shop hand in hand, chatting and laughing.
"Tianxiang Tower, haven't you been there?" Zhou Xiaoyi gently pressed the catkin of the woman next to her in her hand.
"The fragrant dew from that store is also effective on monks. I'll take you to see it."
Zhao Qing and his wife looked at each other, nodded silently and followed behind them.
He suddenly discovered that if he and his wife were shopping, it would be quite relaxing and enjoyable.
But if you go shopping with two women...
It's a bit redundant to be honest.
Shuyue and Zhou Xiaoyi were talking and laughing, but she couldn't talk to them at all.
Deep in Xifang, an elegant and simple pavilion stands in it.
Occasionally there are monks coming in and out, and they are all handsome young men, and there are very few female monks.
Zhao Qing couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the tall plaque.
Tianxiang Tower......
Tianxiang Tower! ?
He penetrated the storage ring with his spiritual power and searched silently.
Soon, a trophy was found at the bottom of a pile of books.
"Tianxianglou Flower List"...
Zhao Qing, who was taking steps, suddenly felt stagnant.
Isn’t Tianxiang Tower a romantic place?
And sell perfume?
Is that what I understand?
He thought silently for a moment and decided to ask about the situation first.
Zhao Qing took two quick steps and walked side by side with the two women.
"Xiaoyi, Tianxiang Tower... still sells fragrant dew?"
Zhou Xiaoyi glanced at him lightly and said angrily: "The female cultivators in Tianxiang Tower are not prostitutes. Do you have any misunderstandings?"
"Secondary training on fragrant dew, protective jade, and divine knowledge are all available in Tianxiang Tower."
Minor in fragrance?
Zhao Qing nodded silently, glanced at his wife with a natural expression, and said no more.
With his eyes flashing, he followed the two women to the pavilion.
The smell on Zhou Xiaoyi's body can calm her consciousness, and it should be the fragrant dew that can assist her practice.
Protective Jade... Divine Consciousness Technique.
Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
It seemed that he had really underestimated the peerless swordsman from the Four Elephants Sect.
I thought he was the oiran who dreamed of marrying Tianxianglou one day, but I didn’t expect that he was actually giving it for free!
If you don’t sell yourself, then what will you sell?
The next moment, the three of them entered Tianxiang Tower.
Zhao Qing felt relaxed for no reason, and felt that all his worries disappeared without a trace while standing under this carved and painted building.
There is a faint and refreshing fragrance floating in it.
Three or five women gathered in front of the cabinet, talking in low voices.
Between a frown and a smile, hope shines brightly.
His eyes scanned the layout deep on the second floor, and there were many compartments...
At this moment, two male cultivators were walking down the wooden steps, their brows filled with joy.
Zhao Qing was stunned, a higher-end ascetic brothel! ?
At this moment, a female cultivator in front of the cabinet came up to greet them. She was not surprised at all when she saw the two women coming here.
"Miss Zhou."
Zhou Xiaoyi nodded slightly and introduced sideways: "Xiaoyi's two friends, Wang Shuyue and Zhao Qing."
The female cultivator stepped forward to greet me and said, "Miss Wang, Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It turns out... is my surname Zhao?
He looked at the female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining in front of him, smiled and nodded gently.
Zhou Xiaoyi asked: "Is Xiu'er here?"
"Miss Xiu hasn't seen anyone for a long time."
Zhou Xiaoyi nodded slightly and pulled Wang Shuyue towards the second floor. Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment and followed behind.
He suddenly realized that his understanding of Zhou Xiaoyi was so shallow.
This familiar guy... a regular customer!
We had always met in a small cubicle before, and I thought she was a reclusive and aloof sister...
Why did he suddenly become a prostitute?
Zhao Qing followed the two of them silently. Before that, he would never have thought of——
He actually took his wife to visit a brothel, and he was brought here by a woman.
He glanced at his wife's firm steps again...
It is estimated that Shuyue is also panicking now.
Soon, Zhou Xiaoyi led the two of them to a stop in front of a door.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door gently, calling softly: "Miss Xiu."
Not long after, there was movement in the room.
A fresh breath hits your nose, with a depressive greenness. When you smell it, you feel like you are in a muddy mountain forest after the rain.
The wooden door slowly opened a gap, and Zhou Xiaoyi and Wang Shuyue pushed the door open and entered.
Zhao Qing reached out to stop the door and stepped inside.
The scene in the room was completely different from what he imagined...
What comes into view are several wicker chairs and a wicker table.
There is a tea set on the table and several paper packages leaning on the floor.
On the other side, it was isolated by layers of gauze curtains, and one could only vaguely see the figure of a woman sitting upright.
Zhou Xiaoyi asked the two of them to sit down, walked through the gauze curtain alone, and came to the woman named Xiu'er.
