The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

The imperial city of the Tang Dynasty was a large city, so large that millions of people were crowded into one city, and this city was also the most prosperous city in the world.

The imperial city is divided into fifty-six markets, each of which is separated by high walls. The bustling scene of the city can only be seen in the two huge markets on the east and west.

People were coming and going in the East Market, including candy makers, jugglers, and toys sellers, as well as all kinds of noises of hawking and bargaining.

The happiest person was naturally Hu Tu. The little girl jumped into the crowd shouting and enjoying the liveliness she had never felt before.

This is the first time even Ouyang has seen such a large city. When he was five years old in Maple Leaf City, Ouyang, who only wanted to survive, had no time to see what the human world was like.

Now that I can walk here leisurely, I really feel like I have been separated for many years.

"Huh huh huh, senior brother, what is that!" Hu Tutu asked curiously, holding a candy man in one hand and a candied haws in another hand, sitting on Ouyang's shoulder looking at the food shop.

"That's a shop that sells grain." Ouyang took a look and replied.

"What's there for?"

"That's a restaurant, a place to eat."

"Where is it? Where is it?"

"That's where cloth is sold to make clothes."

"Oh, there, there! Those ladies in beautiful clothes are waving to me!" Tu Tu shook the candy man in his hand and waved to the posing woman on the second floor with a smile.

Ouyang glanced at the three characters "Yihongyuan" and said with some embarrassment: "That's not a place for children to watch!"

"Why, I want to wear beautiful clothes too!" Hu Tutu said with some covetous eyes at the scantily clad woman in the brothel.

"Those are places where only bad girls go. A girl as cute as Tu Tu can't go to that kind of place!" Ouyang Yu said earnestly.

Then he turned his head and looked expectantly in the direction of the brothel. He had never visited a brothel after traveling through time. He really failed as a time traveler!

"Brother, there are practitioners!" Leng Qingsong suddenly said.

"Practitioner?" Ouyang raised his eyebrows and looked around.

But he didn't find anything. After all, he was only in the Qi training period and could not sense the practitioner's abilities.

It sounds like bad luck.

It doesn't matter if I'm not very talented, I only know some of the most basic Five Elements techniques.

The second child in his family is extremely talented, but he disdains learning anything other than kendo.

As a result, although the two of them came to the imperial city, they could not find where Xuan'er and the others, who were brought to the imperial city by the old emperor, were.

If Lao San or Xiao Bai were here, it would definitely not be that troublesome.

These two people are masters of everything.

Ouyang checked Western Zhou Dynasty and found nothing that made him feel threatened. Then he asked Leng Qingsong, "Are you very strong?"

"Very strong!" Leng Qingsong replied honestly.

The person who can make Leng Qingsong say that he is very strong should be at least a great monk who is above the out-of-body stage!

There is such a great monk in such an imperial city. Could it be that he is a monk who is greedy for the mortal world and has no pursuit of immortality?

While Ouyang was thinking, a red ribbon suddenly fell in front of his eyes.

Reaching out to catch Hong Ling, a familiar scent hit her face.

"This smell! What a fool! It's Senior Sister Xiaoyue!" Ouyang was shocked and turned to look at Leng Qingsong with complicated eyes.

Is my second son so unlucky?

But a clear female voice sounded in my mind: "What are you doing? Bring Xiao Songsong up here!"

Ouyang, who turned around to run away, turned around awkwardly, looked at Yihonglou in front of him, and said to Leng Qingsong awkwardly: "Second brother, have you ever visited a brothel?"

Leng Qingsong shook his head. He didn't know what kind of brothel Ouyang was talking about, not to mention that he was now a little annoyed because of Xuan'er's marriage.

Hu Tu Tu on Ouyang's shoulder immediately said excitedly: "Tu Tu has never been to a kiln, so Tu Tu wants to go to a kiln!"

The innocent voice made the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty look sideways. When they saw two boys in their 17s and 18s and a five-year-old girl talking loudly about visiting the brothel.

When he looked at Ouyang, his eyes became a little dirty. He didn't know whose son was so shameless.

Ouyang bravely walked towards Yihong Building with Hu Tutu and Leng Qingsong.

As soon as I entered the door, a strange fragrance hit my face, and the bright red decoration made this place a gentle place where people indulged in wealth and wealth.

Dozens of young ladies in cool clothes were posing in front of the three of them.

This made Leng Qingsong, who was ignorant about men and women, blush suddenly. He looked at Ouyang hesitantly and asked, "Brother, what are we doing here?"

"I'll give you a big surprise when I meet an acquaintance!" Ouyang warned carefully.

"What kind of acquaintance would be in a place like this? Could it be Master's friend?" Leng Qingsong looked at the falling sounds of Western Zhou Dynasty, and the unsightly scene impacted his young mind.

Only my master would come to a place like this. If there is any elder, he must be his master's old friend!

As soon as the three of them entered, they also attracted many curious eyes.

After all, two teenagers and a child didn't look like they were here to spend money.

An old madam wearing a red satin skirt staggered over, held her handkerchief and looked at Ouyang and asked, "Is the young master an old acquaintance of Miss Xiaoyue?"

Leng Qingsong's eyes suddenly widened and he said to Ouyang: "Let's go!"

Leng Qingsong was just about to run when suddenly the air in Western Zhou became thicker and everything in the building slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually coming to a complete standstill.

Ouyang could even see the saliva spouting from the madam's mouth stopped in mid-air.

"What does Xiao Songsong want to do outside?" A charming voice came from upstairs.

The always cold Leng Qingsong's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He stiffly bowed to the woman upstairs and said, "Hello, senior sister!"

At the stairway of the second floor, a girl in a bright red dress stood there quietly, holding a round fan to slightly cover half of her face. Her fox eyes under light makeup were full of seductive charm.

The body is plump and swaying, like a perfectly ripe peach.

But when Ouyang and Leng Qingsong saw the charming girl in front of them, it was as if they were seeing a ghost. Ouyang took a step back without leaving any trace, and Leng Qingsong began to tremble all over.

"What's wrong? We haven't seen each other for such a long time, are we all unfamiliar?" A somewhat resentful whisper seemed to scratch people's hearts, making them feel pity.

Leng Qingsong looked at the woman across from him and said dryly: "Senior Sister, you are doing well lately!"

"Ah!"

The woman let out a soft cry and fanned the circular fan in her hand. A stream of red gauze flew towards Ouyang and Leng Qingsong from all directions in the west.

There was only a sky full of red gauze left in front of the two people. Suddenly a jade hand was placed in front of Leng Qingsong's neck, and he said softly: "I took a bath with Xiao Songsong, and now you want to run away after seeing me? Do you want to be... Are you as heartless as Uncle Hu Yun?"