The night is dark and windy, the moon is dark and the stars are sparse, and everything is quiet. It's the perfect time to steal something... oh no, it's a great time to steal something!
Hong Xiuzhao, as the most prestigious brothel in Hangzhou, is also the location of the largest gold sales den, where people indulge in money and indulge in extravagance.
This gorgeous pavilion is four stories high, with colorful flags flying and lanterns hanging high. It is bright and magnificent. Before Yun Fan and Qiu Shi get close, they can hear the laughter of men and the laughter of girls. bursts of smiles.
In front of its door, there are already people coming and going, the flow is endless, and it is very lively.
Inside the Red Xiuzhao, there was singing and dancing everywhere, and the buildings were full of warblers and swallows playing with the guests, their white breasts and thighs shining so hard it hurt the eyes.
At this time, the red sleeves were moving, and in a luxurious first-class guest room, Sikong Zhenjiu was sitting upright, leaning on a stool.
The table in front of him was filled with all kinds of delicious and delicious dishes.
If an ordinary person saw such a table of delicacies, he would probably be like a hungry wolf pouncing on its food. No matter what, he pounced on it and ate it with great enthusiasm.
However, at this time, Sikong Yujiu had no appetite at all and didn't even look at it.
He was seen holding his chin with one hand, staring blankly ahead with his eyes blankly, without saying a word for a long time.
Even the beauties of all kinds and stunning looks sitting around him paid no attention to them.
"Master Sikong, come... have some sweet-scented osmanthus cake!"
"Master Sikong, come, our sisters will accompany you to drink! Come on!"
"Come on, young master, have some food, I'll pick it up for you!"
"Master Sikong, why don't you stay depressed all night?"
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Sikong Yujiu stretched out his hand to block the wine that the girl next to him brought to him: "I asked you here to make you happy, not to drink me."
A girl said: "If you drink a few more drinks, you will naturally feel happy."
Several other girls agreed: "Yes, drink a few more drinks!" Several beauties whispered softly, with a charming and bone-crushing tone in their voices that ordinary people could not resist. Seeing such a scene, most people would It is simply difficult to refuse, and I will not refuse.
But Sikong Zhenjiu is not among these, he is not an ordinary person.
Sikong Zhenjiu was not in a very good mood originally. Today, he came here specifically to have fun and have fun. He originally thought that he would be in a better mood when he came here, but he found that he was wrong. When I came here, my mood did not change at all, but instead became more depressed.
Sikong Yujiu said in a deep voice: "Drink..., drink enough for yourselves!" Then he suddenly waved his sleeve and knocked over a glass of wine in the hand of a beautiful woman, and all the wine in the glass was spilled there. On the face of the brothel woman, the wine glass also fell to the ground with a clang.
The woman suddenly seemed to have suffered a huge grievance, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she was about to cry: "Mr. Sikong, you made me wet." As she said this, she quickly wiped the wine on her face with the handkerchief in her hand.
"Why are you like this! You're all wet."
"I'm going to punish you by drinking this glass of wine."
"Hurry up, this drink is your punishment."
At this moment, Yun Fan and the death-seeking master walked in.
A girl didn't seem to give up yet and said softly: "I'm all wet..."
Sikong Yujiu glanced at the woman, still as indifferent as before.
Before Yun Fan arrived, his voice came first: "Didn't the wine and beauty make Mr. Sikong happy?" As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jiujiu raised his eyes and saw Yun Fan and the death-seeking master filing in one after another. But the expression on Sikong Zhenjiu's face did not change at all, it was still as calm as usual.
After inquiring, he knew the whereabouts of Sikong Zhenjiu, and he and the death-seeking master came to Sikong Zhenjiu's luxurious private room. When he saw Yun Fan, Sikong Zhenjiu instantly understood that in this special period, he came to see Sikong Zhenjiu. It must be because of that incident. It can only be that thing!
Sikong Zhenjiu was still sitting sideways on the chair and did not speak.
On the other hand, the girls with red sleeves on the side were attracted by the death-wishing master next to Yun Fan.
A girl stood up quickly and said, "I didn't expect that even a monk would come to support me."
Seeking death, he clasped his hands together and said, "I'm here to seek death."
"Everyone here says they are here to pray for death. They want to die!" A girl quickly pressed the death wish on the chair where she was sitting: "Come on, sit down quickly, I will serve you."
"..." Qiushi sat down half-heartedly.
A faint smile appeared on Sikong Yujiu's lips as he looked at Yun Fan: "You know I have [Three Unhealthy Conditions], and I feel bad when I see the people in Qiushui Villa. You don't have to help them to beg me."
Hearing this, Yun Fan smiled slightly: "I didn't say I wanted to help them. Of course I came to a place like this to drink wine and have fun. Why did you say such disappointing things?"
Sikong Yujiu laughed twice and continued: "Okay! Since Brother Yun is so elegant, let's not get drunk today or go home. I will accompany you to the end!"
Yun Fan smiled lightly: "It's hard to refuse such kindness, so I won't be polite!" After Yun Fan finished speaking, he sat down with Qiu Death.
Yun Fan said leisurely: "We will only play Fengyue today. We will not return until we are drunk!"
Sikong Zhenjiu: "..."
At this time, the girls with red sleeves and hair next to them looked at Master Qiu Death and said quickly: "Come and have a drink! You are so interesting." After saying that, they picked up the wine glass and handed it to Qiu Death, and they were still on his fat body. It took a while to fumble up and down.
Qiushi also noticed something strange. He stood up in a hurry and was about to ask the girl to stop her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, the girl said: "Don't leave!" Then he followed closely, chasing after her. It's as if he has been confirmed.
"No... no way!" Qiushi danced and swung his fat body as he trotted all the way, trying to get rid of her.
The two of them just walked in tandem, chasing each other, and just circled around the table where they were sitting. It looked so interesting.
Sikong Zhenjiu glanced at Qiu Qiu, smiled, and turned around and said, "I thought Brother Yun was a boring person who didn't understand taste. But today I found out that you know how to enjoy life better than my little brother."
When Yun Fan heard this, he chuckled: "As the saying goes, to be successful in life, you must have all the fun...!"
"Don't let the golden bottle stand against the moon!" Before Yun Fan could finish his words, Sikong Zhenjiu opened his mouth to take it.
Yun Fan raised his wine glass, smiled and said, "Here you go!" and then drank it.
"Do it!" Sikong Zhenjiu also raised his wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp.
The two of them exchanged cups with each other, drinking and drinking, it was so lively!
Then the death-seeking master on the side also joined in.
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the three of them couldn't help but feel a little tipsy.
Sikong Yujiu suddenly remembered something, glanced at Yun Fan, and said casually, "Speaking of which, how is Ye Yanran, the disciple of Qiushui Villa?"
Hearing this, Yun Fan said calmly: "She is still in a coma, but she should be fine now. Strangely enough, it may be that she was destined not to die. After being possessed by the soul-stirring technique of the 'Inner Demon', Safe and sound.”
After hearing this, Sikong Zhenjiu had a look of surprise in his eyes: "But the soul-stirring technique is so powerful, she actually survived. I have to say, this is a miracle!" In his understanding, the soul-stirring technique is so evil. The one who succeeds must die, but she is safe and sound. This is beyond the scope of luck. It is not an exaggeration to sum it up with the word "miracle".
Maybe she really didn’t deserve to die!
"That's true. Now that she is fine, she may be the only person in the past or in the future who has escaped from the soul-obsessing technique of the 'Inner Demon'." At this point, Yun Fan paused deliberately, and his eyes seemed to scan inadvertently. She glanced at Sikong Zhenjiu beside her, and then continued: "Maybe, I can learn from her mouth how to decipher the mystery of the Soul Capturing Technique."
Time passed silently and unknowingly, and it was late at night in the blink of an eye. The song ended and everyone dispersed. After a short period of joy, Yun Fan, Qiu Sheng and Sikong Zhenjiu said goodbye, and the two of them walked out of the Red Sleeve Move swayingly.
As soon as he stepped out of the red sleeve move, Qiu Shi said vaguely: "I'm not drunk."
Yun Fan smiled slightly and said, "How could you get drunk so easily?"
Yun Fan's hand holding Qiu Death suddenly let go, and he heard a "plop" sound from Qiu Death before he fell to the ground.
"Why are you so vicious that you actually let me go?" Qiushi complained with his mouth wide open.
Yun Fan knelt down, glanced at the girls behind him who were standing at the door of Hong Xiu Zhao, and whispered: "You are not really so drunk, are you? Get up!" With that, Yun Fan will die. Pull up.
Qiu Shi whispered: "Acting is all about acting. Otherwise, how could we make that Sikong Zhenjiu happy?"
Obviously, Qiu Shi deliberately pretended to be drunk and was cooperating with Yun Fan's acting.
Qiu Shi said: "Speaking of which, your move of retreating in order to advance has achieved results."
Yun Fan said: "Believe me, I can see that he is not a ruthless person."
At this time, a man also walked out of the red sleeves and shouted to them: "Brother Yun!"
When Yun Fan and Qiu Sheng heard this, they knew who it was. Yes, it was Sikong Zhenjiu who came. Yun Fan immediately winked at Qiu Death, and Qiu Death immediately understood and deliberately let out a long wine burp.
Yun Fan smiled slightly and said, "Brother Sikong, there is no need to send it away, we are not drunk."
Sikong Zhenjiu said: "I'm not here to see you off, but I want to go to Qiushui Villa with you."
"I want to know the secret of the inner demon's soul-capturing technique, so I thought for a moment. I can help you deal with the inner demon. What are you waiting for? You spend the whole night with me, isn't that what you want?"
"..." Yun Fan pursed his lips and looked at Qiu Death.
Yun Fan paused and said slowly: "If Brother Sikong insists on thinking this way, then just take it as such."
"Wait a minute, what conditions do you have this time?" Qiushi asked.
"No." Sikong Zhenjiu said: "There are rumors in the world that Mrs. Lin Haoran is a peerless beauty with the appearance of a fish out of place. I want to see her and see if this rumor is true."
"The word "sex" has a knife on your head, be careful with women!" Yun Fan teased.
Sikong Zhenjiu laughed when he heard this and didn't take it seriously at all.
