Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 343 The Oiran of Pingkangfang Dances, The Little White Snake Hears the Qi and Chases the Demon

Chang'an East City, Pingkang Square.

It is beautifully decorated, with carved beams and jade buildings, resplendent and resplendent, with bead curtains and emerald curtains everywhere, and the sound of qin playing, sometimes like mountains and flowing water, sometimes like gold and jade singing together.

But it's not surprising, after all, those who often come to Pingkangfang are those literati and bureaucrats, so naturally they have to conform to their favorite tone.

Wang Bo served the banquet very tactfully, and said, "Call Cuicui, Liulu, Huahong, and Yingyue over!"

The old bustard was a little confused: "My lord, Cuicui, Liulu and Huahong are all fine, but Yingyue is the top card, and she never takes customers easily!"

In fact, she didn't want Yingyue to receive bad people.

Unscrupulous people are high-ranking and powerful, but they have been dealing with monsters all year round, and they are feared by people. They think that they have an ominous aura and should not be exposed to too much.

This is the same as those workers in the funeral industry in later generations. Even if they are relatives, some will think that they are unlucky, which is a kind of prejudice.

Yingyue is one of the oirans of Pingkangfang, and she is an out-and-out cash cow. If she suffers from bad luck, the loss will be huge!
But Wang Bo stared, and a fierce beast-like aura rushed towards his face, so fierce that the old bustard turned pale with fright.

"Wait a minute, right now... right now!"

The old bustard still gave in. Wang Bo is not an ordinary villain. He is one of the four major lieutenants among the villains. If you get angry, I'm afraid the other party will even dare to smash Pingkangfang.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said, "Brother Wang, it doesn't matter whoever you listen to, why choose the oiran?"

Wang Bo said with a smile: "Brother, you don't know that Yingyue's ability to sing and dance is the best in Pingkangfang. If you entertain others today, it's fine. Since it's for you to clean up the dust, naturally you must serve the best!"

Moments later, four young women walked in.

Cuicui, Liulu and Huahong are all plump and charming women. They sat next to Wang Bo as soon as they came in, and they were very acquainted.

But when they saw Li Daoxuan, they were obviously taken aback.

I saw a handsome young man in brocade clothes sitting behind the table, with a vague smile on his mouth, handsome and handsome, with a face like a crown of jade, with an air of dust, which makes people see him Forget about customs.

They greeted and sent off, and saw many princes and grandchildren, celebrities and romantics, but they had never seen such a handsome young man with such an appearance and temperament.

It is expected that the so-called Pan An's appearance and Song Yu's appearance are nothing more than this.

A figure sat beside Li Daoxuan.

His long hair hangs down his waist, like the ink of Mount Hui.

Yingyue was dressed in white, with an elegant demeanor and snow-white skin, she had the feeling of a lady from a great family, without the slightest air of dust.

Li Daoxuan nodded to him. Compared with Wang Bo's behavior of hugging the three girls and drinking wine as soon as they met, he seemed very calm and calm, and he didn't even take a second look at Yingyue because of her beauty.

For Li Daoxuan, no matter how beautiful the moon is, it is just a color in the world. Compared with Niangniang and Sister Yu, it is undoubtedly that a horse is better than a unicorn, and a jackdaw is better than a phoenix.

The reason why he came to Pingkangfang was because he had heard about the famous name for a long time and was curious, so he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

But as a cultivator, he would never indulge in sensuality. After all, not everyone is Lu Dongbin.

Jigong has a famous saying, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart."However, there are two more sentences in the back, telling the world that if people learn from me, it is like falling into the way of a demon.

Li Daoxuan didn't think that his cultivation could catch up with Jigong.

Push the cup to change the cup, and drink to three rounds.

All the girls sang and danced, especially Yingyue. She seemed to be aroused by Li Daoxuan's indifferent and calm appearance. She, who has always been proud, tried her best to sing softly, the tune was mellow, and the dance was even more graceful. .

However, Li Daoxuan just admired it quietly, his eyes were clear, without any evil thoughts or desires.

This hit Yingyue's self-esteem. It is said that a hero is sad about a beauty, but in fact, a beauty is also sad about a hero. When she saw Li Daoxuan, her reluctance immediately dissipated, and she even felt a little bit moved.

For such a handsome young master, even if he doesn't get a penny, it's worth it if he can have a good night's sleep.

But it's a pity that no matter how much she secretly flirts, Li Daoxuan remains calm and unmoved.

Sometimes she even feels that although the other party is in the banquet, he is like a passer-by, watching the singing of warblers and swallows, the lingering love of children, but detached from the world, as if watching the clouds roll and the clouds relax, and the flowers bloom and fall.

She couldn't help but be more fascinated by that kind of dusty air, just like the bright moon in the sky, although it can be seen, it is elusive.

Of course, for a moment, she even wondered if the other party was an eunuch in the palace, but the other party had an obvious Adam's apple, and not only did he not have the eunuch's stench on his body, but instead had a faint fragrance.

"Could it be that the dance of the concubine cannot enter the eyes of the gentleman?"

Yingyue's eyes were fiery, and her breath was like a randao, which formed a great contrast with her coldness and arrogance when she first entered.

Li Daoxuan said frankly: "Young lady's graceful dancing posture is a must."

"then you--"

Yingyue stepped forward, ready to put down her face and launch a strong offensive.

However, the next moment, a scream suddenly sounded from downstairs.

"It's bad, someone...someone's eyes were gouged out!"

"Come on, there's a lot of blood!"

There was a flash of lightning in Li Daoxuan's eyes, his long hair was windless and automatic, and traces of electric light circulated around him, majestic like the sea, Yingyue was so scared that his whole body went cold, and his lust immediately receded.

"How dare you commit crimes here, just in time for me to take it down!"

Wang Bo slapped the table and said angrily.

Li Daoxuan said categorically: "Brother Wang, you are going to save people, and I am going to chase the murderer."

Wang Bo clasped his fists and said, "Obey!"

The next moment, there was only a thunder and a flash of lightning, and Li Daoxuan's figure had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yingyue and other girls almost dropped their jaws.

Changed... into Thunder?

How can a person suddenly become a thunderbolt? Could it be that this person is the god of thunder in the sky and descended to earth?

It's no wonder they were surprised, because even Wang Bo, who is a monk, was also taken aback when he saw Li Daoxuan's thunder escape supernatural power.

Turning into a thunderbolt, he fled without a trace. The speed was so fast that even with his eyesight, he could only see a faint afterimage.

At this moment, he finally knew why Brother Li didn't let him follow, because he couldn't keep up...

"My lord, who was that... just now? Could you tell me his name?"

Yingyue came back to her senses, her eyes sparkled, she stared closely at Wang Bo and asked.

Wang Bo glanced at her, and said lightly: "You shouldn't inquire about things, don't inquire about them, remember, everything you saw today, assuming it didn't happen, otherwise I am a prison for bad people, and welcome you all to come."

……

Li Daoxuan's body turned into lightning, and he came to the place where the voice sounded just now.

I saw a woman with blood on her hands, and a scholar lying beside her, but at this moment, her eyes had been dug out by life.

"Have you ever seen where the murderer went?"

The woman was trembling, and said: "No, I didn't see it, I just turned around, son, he is like this!"

Li Daoxuan frowned, then opened his eyes and looked around, but found no monsters.

He took a deep breath, wanting to smell the evil spirit.

Pooh!They all smell of rouge and gouache, even if there is a demonic smell, you can't smell it anymore.

But at this moment, the little white snake on his sleeve suddenly moved.

Whoosh!
The little white snake rushed out and nodded to him, as if to indicate that it could smell evil spirits.

Li Daoxuan showed a smile, and immediately followed.

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(End of this chapter)