moonlit night

Just as Jun Changye was about to nod his head in response, there was an ethereal flute sound suddenly rising above the flower platform in the distance.

Accompanied by the sound of the flute, there is also a graceful figure dancing in the thick white mist that rises on the stage at an unknown time.

Just as they didn't know when the white mist rose, everyone also didn't know where the woman came from, and when she stood on the flower platform.

However, the dancing posture is graceful, and there is really a state of heaven and man.

Ning Yuanmei Wenyin looked towards the direction from which the sound of the flute was coming from, her expression remained calm, the sparkling autumn water in her eyes did not make any waves, but there was a ray of green light in her hand, hidden in her sleeves, no one could see it.

She turned her head and glanced at her second senior brother, only to find that the delicate beauty in red was whispering something in his ear, and after she finished speaking, she smiled at him, as if they had reached a certain consensus.

His eyes fluttered and his posture was ambiguous.

Then, my senior brother, who has always been indifferent to others, nodded at Liang Xiao expressionlessly.

After looking at the moon outside the window and confirming that it did not come out from the east today, Ning Yuanmei decided to wait and see what happened.

Langxuan Pavilion has always produced extraordinary products, and those who can come to participate in this auction know that each and every production is extraordinary. Since the dancing girl appeared after the opening, she is by no means an ordinary happy dancer.

Ning Yuanmei was thinking like this, and when she looked back at the window from the bright moon outside the window, the white shadow had disappeared.

Of course, this kind of obscurity cannot block Ning Yixian's eyes. She shifted her gaze to the flower terrace, and as expected, she saw that her second senior brother had walked into the maze and gradually blurred into another clear shadow in the mist. Not very real.

The sound of the flute on the stage is getting faster and faster, and the dancing posture is getting faster and faster. All the guests in the audience stretched their necks to get a glimpse of what is going on in the fog.

As if to cater to the curiosity-seeking mentality of the audience, as the sound of the flute rose, the annoying fog began to gradually dissipate to both sides, and the strange scene in the middle of the stage was also exposed to everyone as the thick fog gradually dispersed.

The man in white clothes on the stage has a cool and elegant posture, his eyes are as indifferent as the frozen snow that never melts on a high mountain, his wrists are as clear as frost under the moon, and his plain white sleeves are slightly stretched forward, which makes the girl spinning in his palm even more petite. Beautiful, slim and moving.

It was a very beautiful girl, the moon white dance skirt outlined an amazing figure, and the swirling skirt was in full bloom, very much like a narcissus blooming to the extreme under the moon, her every move was as graceful and calm as natural.

It's just that the skin is too white.

It's not just white, it's like the color of that good rice paper.

Skin wins snow is not such a way to win.

"Five, six...eighty, 81...98, 99, one hundred..."

The audience, who are not too serious about watching the excitement, are enjoying the joy the girl brought them with fascination, while counting how many times the girl has turned around. The noise was counted, so loud that it almost punched a hole in the roof.

Everyone was counting vigorously, and the mist that had dissipated once again closed to the center of the flower platform. The sound of the flute gradually fell down, and the graceful figure that was spinning gradually slowed down, until it became silent.

The flute ends, the dance stops.

"Okay!" Someone shouted first, and the bosses who had clamored for this girl to come out to perform again all applauded, and the applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.

Some laughed, some cried, and some couldn't help muttering in their hearts: This girl dances so well that she has practiced this long-lost flying swallow palm dance. She is definitely the best among young dancers. I haven't seen it before, could it be the new generation of successors secretly cultivated by Miss Liangxiao?

However, the answer was soon revealed.

After the mist dispersed again, the two people who were originally up there were nowhere to be seen. The smiling beauty in red stood on the stage again, followed by four servants, working together to unfold an ink painting.

That painting is as tall as a person, and the material, brush and ink can be seen by a discerning eye to be excellent, and the materials used for the brushwork are all exquisite.

But that wasn't enough to catch the attention of these casino veterans.What really caught their attention was the content of the painting.

A girl in a white dress with skin as thick as snow dances ecstatically by the gurgling stream, and an elegant young man playing the flute stands beside her like a green bamboo, with a smile in his eyes and a calm demeanor.

The picture is pleasing to the eye, fresh and elegant, the two people's demeanor and behavior are full of aura, they are no different from living people, it seems that as long as they blow on the ink, the boy and girl painted will walk out of the painting.

But when everyone took a closer look, they couldn't help being shocked. The girl dancing in the painting had exactly the same face as the girl dancing in the palm.

"Everyone may have discovered it," Liang Xiao smiled, and his appearance became more and more beautiful, "The title of this painting is Dan Qingkui."

"Is it the legend that the skilled craftsman from the Changbai Yu clan made the person in the painting become a real person with just a breath of air?" Someone from the audience echoed.

"Your Excellency has good eyesight, I admire Liangxiao." Liangxiao slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and his smile grew stronger, "Since you recognize this skill, you must also know something about its production process, right? But this involves the secrets of the Xian family. I won’t mention this much, but the saying that blowing air into reality is absolutely true, and the girl in this painting turned into a person is no different from a real person, and she is the youngest girl like Huaguduo. Needless to say, everyone should be very clear. Although before the buyer is confirmed, due to the protection of the painting, it cannot be demonstrated on the spot, but Liangxiao can guarantee it with everyone here with the reputation of Huajianjiu. If it is fake, ten times the amount will be refunded. What do you think? how?"

"What do you think, little friend?" Boss Qian on the opposite side looked at him earnestly, with a strong sense of exploration in his eyes.

"The skin is like fat, very good." Yue Qingchen commented after taking a sip of tea slowly.

"Old Qian, I see that there are two people in the painting. I don't know if I was in the fog just now, did you see the young man playing the flute?"

"Never."

Boss Qian smiled awkwardly and sat back in his seat.

The atmosphere at the gaming tables in this room was sluggish, and there were countless bidders for the painting in that room. After a while, a man who looked like a boss in a yellow shirt won the first prize and took the painting into his pocket.

But judging by his expression, it can't be considered very good, nor can it be considered too bad, so people can't guess whether he thinks he has made a profit or a loss.

But if you can't guess it, you can't guess it. There are countless exhibits in this Yuyan Spring Night. Dan Qingkui just opened the show for the night. Everyone quickly forgot this episode at the beginning and devoted themselves to the next auction. .

After a few sticks of incense, there was a pot of wine among the flowers at the door.

"Why stop me? I've already said that I don't want to watch the good night, I want to see your manager, oh no, boss, oh no, Pavilion Master, yes, Pavilion Master Ji. Let me tell you, Miss, I am If you know a lot of great people, don't look down on me just because I'm shabby."

"I'm sorry, Daoist, our building is closed today, and we won't let anyone in, even if the emperor comes, we still won't let you in, please come back today, please come early tomorrow." A girl in colorful clothes With a smile on his face, he persuaded the tattered Taoist on crutches in front of him.

"Closing? The nightclub is still closed at night? Are you kidding me? Don't lie to me, miss. You look so beautiful. When I see Pavilion Master Ji, I will definitely help you find a better position. You just let such a good-looking girl here to watch the gate. Oh, where did you come from, you fat boy, take it easy, take it easy."

"My sister was shocked, hmph, what a frivolous Menglang you are, you dare to play wild with sister Liangxiao, Baihu, arrest him and send him to the Ministry of Punishment."

"Yes, Liuhuang, Mr. Huang!" The elite guard named Baihu was ordered to turn the Taoist he had just captured to the government.

"Wait, let go, let go, I really didn't come here to mess things up." The Taoist struggled and finally took out a scroll from his arms, "Actually, I'm here to find someone, promise, there are portraits to prove it, Pindao and senior brother got separated a few days ago, and they wanted to come to Langxuan Pavilion to ask Pavilion Master Ji to send a missing person notice."

"Langxuan Pavilion, what's that?" The luxuriously dressed young man next to the white tiger bodyguard Qidao, took the scroll from the Taoist and unfolded it, frowning: "Who painted this? Why so, so,"

He thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of a suitable adjective.

"Realism." The Taoist replied on behalf of the boy, "This is the painting method of the poor Taoist hometown. You can call it sketching, which is different from fine brushwork. It's just that I haven't found a suitable brush here, so the painting is a bit weird. It's okay." Let's take a look, anyway, if my brother saw it, he would know that it was him.

"Okay," the boy nodded, "I believe for the time being that you are not here to mess things up, but why don't I know what this Langxuan Pavilion is? Also, if you say you are a Taoist priest, then where did you come from?" ah?"

The Taoist muttered inwardly, for he forgot that not everyone knew about Langxuan Pavilion.

However, the fat boy in front of him was well dressed, and the guard said he was called the Sixth Prince. Could it be the Sixth Prince Xiao Ziyuan who, despite his bad background, was later enthroned as emperor with the help of the male lord Changye?

Although he is not the emperor yet, he should have some power anyway, so it's okay to help issue a notice, right?

"Why don't you speak? Could it be that you are still lying?" Xiao Ziyuan asked suspiciously.

"No no no, I was confused, haha, what Langxuan Pavilion, just kidding." The Taoist struggled for a long time and finally broke free from the restraints of the guards. He gave a formal Taoist salute to the young man, and said seriously:

"Actually, Master Pindao comes from the most orthodox and unified line of Maoshan sect. He is the fifth disciple of Bodhi Patriarch Gui Yuanzi, whose Taoist name is Wanqing; Brother Pindao is the fourth disciple of Master Bodhi, whose Taoist name is Yunwei. This time, Pindao and his senior brothers went down the mountain to practice, and happened to encounter an extremely difficult evil spirit, and fought with it for three days and three nights before defeating it, that scene was truly earth-shattering."

"Teacher Wanqing, please tell me the important point. How did you and Brother Ling get separated?" Xiao Ziyuan felt that if he was allowed to continue talking, he might not be able to finish talking until dawn, so he immediately brought the topic back, and at the same time thought about it secretly in his heart. Wan Qing, who had a strange Taoist name, looked at the Taoist's rough face and tattered Taoist robe, and felt that the two could not be connected no matter what.

"Oh, it's not fighting skills. The world knows that our Taoist talismans are very powerful, but they can't be drawn easily, so they are very precious. As for my brother, you can tell by looking at the portrait. He specializes in drawing talismans, and he is a treasure of our sect, Nuo, let me show you the talismans he draws, they are red and straight, and the strokes are not broken."

As he said that, the Taoist took out another yellow talisman from his bosom. The talisman was marked with cinnabar, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake. On the top, the five vermilion words "Sanqing Town Shafu" were clearly drawn, "It's a pity that I It was useless, and was injured by one of the ghosts, and it ran away. My senior brother has a higher cultivation than me, so he left me the talisman, and went to catch the fish that slipped through the net. But I waited in place I didn’t see him back all day, so I had to find him all the way with a cane.”

"The Taoist chief means that this ghost who slipped through the net may be in the imperial capital?" Xiao Ziyuan's hand trembled as he took the talisman, and his voice trembled a little.

"It's very possible," the Taoist nodded solemnly, "That ghost is not an ordinary ghost, he can disguise himself with human skin, so we still have to find my senior brother as soon as possible."

This little fat man is really easy to deceive, he was secretly proud of himself, and he calmed him down with a serious nonsense combined with common sense.Are you afraid?Are you afraid?If you are afraid, please send me a missing person notice, hahaha, when I find you, my family and my life will be guaranteed, so there is no need to be deceived here.

"Let's go, young master, I have never seen a real ghost when I grow up, so I will follow the Taoist priest to open my eyes today!" Xiao Ziyuan swept away the shock expression before, and suddenly became extremely excited, "But don't give my sister a ghost. Sorry for the trouble, I know a secret back door, although it is a bit far away, it can lead directly to the lobby of Huajian Wine."