Overwhelmed with luck: I am frantically exploring on the verge of death

Xu Yueguang mourned silently for the city lord in her heart, hoping that he would survive tomorrow.

"Okay, take the money and go to other places, we have something to talk about."

Xu Yueguang asked Fan Jian to take another piece of silver and drove the woman away.

The woman smiled even more happily when she had money, and hurriedly left the room.

"Yuanfang, what do you think about this?" Xu Yueguang was finally able to say this.

Fan Jian glared at Xu Yueguang, and then his face became serious: "Someone is uniting with demons."

This is no small matter.

Demons have always been incompatible with humans, meeting each other is life and death, and now there are demons and humans united!

"Aren't demons brainless? They can still cooperate with humans?" Xu Yueguang was a little surprised.

"Ordinary demons have no brains, but high-level demons can think like ordinary people. It seems that this is not easy." Fan Jian thought.

"It's better if it's not easy. It would be better if the hidden task reward is triggered tomorrow." Xu Yueguang looked forward to it.

"It will be even more difficult that way, and it's not something we can handle." Fan Jian's face was a little grim.

In the game of death, the lower the difficulty, the better. Although the higher the difficulty, the better the reward, but you have to have that life to get it!

"Hey, sword~ You're still too young. Sometimes, just give it a go and turn your bike into a motorcycle." Xu Yueguang took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and it tasted pretty good.

Ancient wine is not as strong as modern ones, so it is very friendly to people like him who don't drink.

"Then we have to be ordered to get it~" Fan Jian looked bitter.

"Forget it, Moonlight, what you said is right. Isn't that what death games are like? Give it a try, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, maybe you will die tomorrow!

It is right to live in the moment!Moonlight, let's go into the room! "Fan Jian looked at Xu Yueguang seriously.

Xu Yueguang: "...".

"Why don't you go and find some pretty faces for you?"

"No, I want you."

"...".

In the end, Xu Yueguang strongly expressed that he was really straight, so he gave up.

Xu Yueguang felt a little emotional in his heart, there really are everyone in this game of death~

After a while, the tea circle began.

The main purpose of Dachawei's work is to win the favor of the oiran.

Recite poetry, or have a piece of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you can even do a striptease when you are happy.

Of course, the premise is that dancing can attract the attention of the courtesan.

After winning the favor of the oiran, he will be invited into the oiran's boudoir in private. Of course, this is not the end.

After you enter the boudoir, doesn't it mean that the oiran is yours.

You have to have a heart-to-heart chat with the oiran, if you can talk, that is your person.

If you can't talk, go out and turn right to the next one.

Some oirans only look for one person, a bit like throwing a hydrangea, and wait until the man has money, and then redeem her,

After that, I only sold my art, not my body.

However, there are also oirans who will choose a few more outstanding men. After all, they cannot be hanged on a tree.

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, what kind of man they have never seen before, these oirans.

It sounded good at the time, maybe you wouldn’t recognize someone if you put on your pants.

So keep everything in your hands.

"I don't know if Qingfeng Huakui is still a baby." Xu Yueguang said.

"If you go in and have a look, you will know. Playing Chawei is nothing more than reciting poems and painting. We modern people are not as good as these ancient people?" Fan Jian looked at the scholars who thought they were romantic and romantic, and looked at them with folding fans.

Modern people have inherent advantages. There are a lot of Tang poetry and Song poetry, all of which are kept in their heads.

"Miss Qingfeng is out!"

"Look, Miss Qingfeng!"

someone exclaimed.

Xu Yueguang looked over and saw the most central stage,

Wearing a veil on one side, a slender young woman stepped out and slowly stepped onto the stage, where the zither was already prepared.

"My lords, the little girl didn't prepare anything today, so she made a fool of herself and played a song for everyone."

Her voice was as crisp and joyful as an oriole. Although she couldn't see the face under the veil clearly, she was comparable to Ye Xiaoyu with her figure.

"This figure is pretty good, but I don't know what the face looks like under the veil." Even Fan Jian, who doesn't like women, couldn't help but praise the other party's figure.

"Being an oiran is naturally not an ordinary woman." Xu Yueguang looked down at the center of the stage with her hands in her arms.

This guzheng is really good, melodious and melodious, it sounds like mountains and flowing water, and the drizzle is long.

One song finished.

A lot of people below are booing and playing another song.

But Qingfeng didn't continue, but said: "It's not too early today, the little girl just wants to find a big man to drink and compose poems with, so I won't play."

There was another howl of wolves below, everyone wanted to go to Qingfeng Huakui's boudoir to talk about life.

"I'll be good, Oiran, I haven't tried it yet." Mo Taichong and the three of them were in a private room, watching Qingfeng's saliva almost flow out.

"Hey!" Song Rentou pointed at the two, "Fair competition!"

"Tch, it's fair, you must have bought poems in the mall, right?" Mo Taichong disdainfully.

The death game mall has everything, including poetry and the like, and the price is not high. You can buy this knowledge at around ten o'clock and never forget it.

"Hehe~"

Mo Taichong and Liu Rende chuckled, obviously acquiescing.

"You guys are really willing, that's ten game points, isn't it good for him to buy props?"

"Don't say that, the so-called death under the peony flower is also romantic!

This is the oiran, it's all here, why don't you go and see if it's not in vain! "Liu Rende caressed the non-existent beard on his chin.

"Brother Liu is right. After today is over, whether you can open your eyes tomorrow is a problem. If you don't enjoy yourself, you will have no chance." Song Rentou also said.

"Cut, is it useful to buy poems? I'm still a little hard on myself. No matter how good the poems are, she won't like me, so don't waste game points. Just find a few cute little girls at night."

Mo Tai was in a hurry and knew himself well, so he didn't think about the oiran at all.

Spend the money and find a few decent fit ones.

"Brother Liu, it's just the two of us, please show mercy later~" Song Rentou looked at Liu Rende with a smile.

"Brother Song, please be merciful, haha, fair competition, fair competition!" Liu Rende laughed.

Speaking of appearance advantages, the two are on par.

Liu Rende is even taller.

"But let's forget it for the two of us, don't take advantage of others."

"Impossible, we all spent game points, so it is impossible to lose poetry and songs to others."

"That's right. If I lose, my game points will be wasted. That's ten game points, and I can buy a small grenade." Song Rentou felt distressed.

No one can have too many game points, and the best way to use them is to ensure your survival in this game.

Use the game points to enjoy, even if they participated in ten games, it is a little distressed.

"here we go!"

"Today, let's use the green character in the little girl's name as the question, and the slave family will start first.

White, white, red and red bloom alternately, and come out in threes, threes, fives and fives. "

"it is good!"

There was applause.

"There is a bird in the green hills, it flies between the heaven and the earth."

"I have a green branch, I use it to poke the bird's nest!"

It was the turn of others to take the questions, but the quality was uneven.

"Cut, what rubbish!"

Some people have heard the poems of these people mockingly, "Look at mine!"

Everyone looked over,

"There is a grass on the ground, which is green and yellow." (You may not think, I wrote these two sentences with brains)

Qingfeng: "...".

What are these things.

Chapter 36 I Haven't Started Yet

"it is good!"

"Nice poem!"

"Brother, go home and farm! Haha!"

"Pfft, stop being ugly!"

"Keep going!"

"Green leaves are green, flowers and leaves are red..."

Watching the group of demons dance wildly, the voices of people are loud,

Song Ren cast a contemptuous look, is this poetry?This is shit!

Worse than shit!

Without even thinking about it, he answered: "The shadows of the green mountains are empty and the rocks are cold, and the autumn colors of Haimen are beautiful."

These verses are all engraved in his mind, and he comes at his fingertips.

"Good poetry."

The scene was silent for a moment,

This poem is really good and has attracted the attention of many people.

The other Goulan women also looked over with hopeful eyes,

After hearing this, Qingfeng looked at Song Rentou who was sitting on the third floor, his sharp-edged face was passable.

Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing Qingfeng nodding to him with a smile, Song Ren felt the excitement in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and responded with a smile.

Calm down, basic exercises, all basic exercises.

"The path of the green mountain is connected with flowers and bamboos, and the Qiongguan in the Yao Palace is at the foot of the forest."

Just as Song Ren smiled, another voice sounded beside him.

Liu Rende stood up, showing his tall figure of more than two meters.

Qingfeng looked at Liu Rende who was next to Song Rentou, and his eyes lit up again. The person who was eight feet tall was Liu Rende.

The appearance is not bad, and the poem is not bad.

"Yun wants to look like clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold to reveal Hualong. If it hadn't been seen on the top of Qunyu Mountain, I would have met Yaotai under the moon."

"Ok?"

As soon as the poem came out, everyone fell silent and looked towards the source.