The sixth day of March in the year 209 of the Gregorian Calendar·Beidou Route·The Land of Elysium
In the early morning of the next day, this blissful state of singing and dancing every night ushered in a brief period of tranquility. Yun Musheng turned over and stretched before getting up from the bed.
Although Lu Qingjiu made such a fuss yesterday, he slept surprisingly sweetly. In his dream, he seemed to have come to a fairyland, and he became the fairy in the painting. This was probably the same as when he went to the island. It has something to do with the elegant and strange fragrance that I smelled.
Yun Musheng opened the door and saw Mo Yuqing in front of him, waving a folding fan with his back to her, sitting on the balcony, then walked behind him and asked:
"Those warblers are gone?"
"Just left."
"Then Momo, you..."
Before Yun Musheng could say anything, the way Mo Yuqing turned her head startled her.
"You, you, you, why are you so haggard? Those dark circles under your eyes... Could it be that this is what people say... that all the vitality is gone?! Mo Mo! A gentleman is lustful but not lewd. He starts with emotion and stops with etiquette. , you, you, you are depraved!”
After hearing this, Mo Yuqing immediately poked Yun Musheng's acupuncture point with the fan handle, and said angrily: "Brother Yun, what kind of person do you think Mo is? Mo looks so haggard today only because he didn't sleep all night."
Yun Musheng covered the part where Mo Yuqing had just poked her, coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, cough, you haven't slept all night? Then what are you doing!"
"Of course I have to stay awake to prevent someone from destroying my ten years of virginity while I'm sleeping. Does this mean that I need to explain it to Mo?! Stupid!"
At this time, Yun Musheng was both surprised and happy. She was happy that Mo Yuqing was as protective as herself, but she was surprised that Mo Yuqing, who had always been gentle and easy-going, could also be angry sometimes.
At this time, Shopkeeper Du walked up with brisk steps and hummed a tune, as if he wanted to discuss something with the three of them. Yun Musheng looked at Lao Du's appearance up and down, and couldn't help but mutter:
"Looking at his cheerful and cheerful look, he must have enjoyed a lot of happiness last night. It seems that he must talk to his wife."
After the three of them confirmed the tasks they had discussed yesterday, they went their separate ways. It was still early at this time and the taverns and brothels had not yet opened. Mo Yuqing found a tall building deep in Fengyi Street next to Hua Street. Although the building was tall, there were only a few people inside.
Seeing that the location was very good, he walked in. A waiter immediately ran up and asked, "This guest, do you want to have tea or watch a show?"
Mo Yuqing suddenly felt strange. From the time they came to this paradise, they had seen either casinos where gamblers caroused, or brothels and hotels attracting bees and butterflies. He had never imagined that there could be something so elegant.
The waiter saw the confusion on his face, and then explained: "Sir, I know what you are curious about. There will always be people who get tired of the orioles singing and dancing on our island every day. Our opera restaurant is just for those people. It's greasy, so there aren't many people there on weekdays, so please don't be offended."
Mo Yuqing was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "This place is very nice. Please find me a place with a great view on the top floor. Just refreshments will be enough."
"Okay!"
When he reached the top floor, Mo Yuqing looked around. Although it was not enough to see the entire island clearly, this was the huge smoke-filled fortress located on a hill in the center of the outlying island.
When I came to the island, I didn't notice it from a distance. Now I took a closer look and realized how majestic the fortress was, especially the strange fragrance that came from inside from time to time. It seemed to be stronger than when I first entered the island.
Mo Yuqing was using charcoal to draw the surrounding environment of the fortress on the long cloth around his waist. Suddenly, a drum beat sounded, and a woman came onto the stage with a gun. She looked heroic.
As various musical instruments such as bangu, erhu, and pipa played in turn, the spear in the woman's hand also followed the rhythm, performing various upward thrusts, thrusts, interceptions, and chops in one go, which was a feast for the eyes.
When the song ended, the woman put away her gun at the moment when the music stopped suddenly. Mo Yuqing immediately clapped her hands. The woman holding the gun smiled at Mo Yuqing and returned to the backstage.
Seeing that there was nothing to watch, Mo Yuqing continued to pick up the long cloth around his waist and started painting. Less than half an hour later, a woman took the initiative to sit opposite him.
"Young Master loves painting?"
Mo Yuqing raised her head, frowned and took a closer look. Isn't this woman the same woman who was singing with a gun just now? After changing her clothes and makeup, she turned out to be so pretty.
He then bowed his hands and said: "It's just some hobbies in life. It's not surprising. But the girl's gun dance just now was amazing. Looking at the girl's posture of holding the gun just now, it should not be as simple as Wu Dan, but more like, The art of fighting.”
The woman covered her face and said with a smile: "Young master, I have been born on this island since I was a child. My father was a military lieutenant. When I was young, I learned some spear skills from him, and I used what I learned to integrate into this opera." among.”
Mo Yuqing heard the words and asked curiously: "Oh? Your father? Since he is a resident of the island, he must be a distinguished resident. Why does it need a girl to be reduced to singing for rewards."
As soon as Mo Yuqing said these words, the woman's face instantly dimmed a lot, and she sighed: "Ten years ago, my father disappeared for no reason, and my mother was just a prostitute on the island. The year she gave birth to me I died of bleeding in my stool and lost the protection of my parents. As a woman, I am playing with a gun in this teahouse, which is the best outcome."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman took a deep breath and regained her energy. She grabbed Mo Yuqing's sleeve and walked towards a room in the backstage.
Mo Yuqing was shocked and said, "What are you doing, girl?"
The woman was a little surprised when she heard this. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly gave Mo Yuqing a flirtatious look, and without waiting for Mo Yuqing to ask any more questions, she half-pushed her into the room.
As soon as he entered the door, the girl immediately took off her clothes and threw herself on Mo Yuqing. Mo Yuqing quickly pushed her away, stood up and said, "Young lady misunderstood, I didn't have such intention."
There was a look of disappointment in the woman's eyes, and then she said softly: "How can you know if you have such an intention if you don't try it~"
But no matter how the woman tried to tease and seduce, Mo Yuqing always acted like she was rejecting others. The woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly her eyes burst into tears and she said: "I beg you, sir, to take over my family. If my family doesn't have any business today, , the slave family and my brother will be driven out by them."
Mo Yuqing looked puzzled and said: "Isn't this a teahouse? You, a Wudan, want to please the guests like this?"
The woman gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and choked up: "How can there be such a simple teahouse on this rotten and degenerate island? It is said to be a teahouse, but it is just selling dog meat on the head of a sheep. Some customers are tired of the flowery branches and prefer to Come to this seemingly serious place to find a different kind of happiness.”
Although Mo Yuqing had been well-read since he was a child and had seen a lot of things with the sect master Miaochenglan, the level of depravity in this place still opened his eyes.
Carefully recalling the scene he saw when he was drawing the picture just now, the residents walking back and forth on the street were all fat-headed, big-eared, and greasy-faced. Although they looked potbellied and had beautiful women in groups, all of them had empty eyes and walked as if their limbs had degenerated. Coupled with the smoky fortress, everyone on the road seemed to have been sucked out of their spirits.
Mo Yuqing took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on the woman's face, and asked with concern: "Who can I ask the girl's name?"
The woman's mood gradually improved after receiving such care, and she replied: "My family's surname is Chu. My father, a warrior, couldn't find a good name, so he named his family after a former comrade-in-arms."
Mo Yuqing looked back and saw a large window next to the room. From the window, she could also see the huge fortress. Then she smiled at General Chu and said, "If Miss Chu doesn't dislike it, the time in this room will be better." How about helping me drag the scroll?"
When General Chu heard this, he burst into tears of gratitude. Tears slid down the pretty face of the beauty. The dark, pure wood-colored room seemed to suddenly have color.
