From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

Chen Xi and Hua Manlou entered the largest Yuelai Inn.

"Guest officer, please, there is a private room on the second floor."

After entering the private room, Hua Manlou took out a piece of silver and ordered in a low voice: "Pick up four of the special dishes, and cut a catty of stewed beef. Don't want wine, but a pot of good tea."

Xiao Er took the money, and responded enthusiastically to help close the door and go out.

Hua Manlou poured hot water to wash the cup, and said, "Master, you can take off your hat and let the air flow."

"Not in a hurry." Chen Xi smiled, and the storyteller downstairs told the story with a sonorous and forceful voice, and when the tea was served in the building, the audience was startled, wishing they could have that fairy fate .

"Nonsense!" Someone slapped the table in dissatisfaction: "That's clearly advanced martial arts. I have been picking dudes for more than ten years, and I have picked more than one hundred red pills. How many people say that I am a bad guy who strikes lightning during the day? If there is a god, then come and strike me with lightning!"

Chen Xi looked at Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou whispered: "He's a flower picker with good lightness skills. He only corrupts girls who are not as good as ordinary people. He doesn't provoke people in the martial arts. Although he is criticized by others, no one specifically troubles him."

Chen Xi stood up and pushed open the window to look down. The lobby downstairs was filled with all kinds of people from the martial arts world. A rather handsome young man in a red silk dress was stepping on a stool and pointing at the sky.

'The aura is quite dark, even junior high school students under the age of 15 can do it, this kind of person can't be let go. '

Young Master Caihua pointed to the sky: "Come on! If there is a god, come and hack me!"

I have never seen such a begging to die.

Chen Xi snorted, Longjiao Fuchen pointed at Young Master Caihua, and replied softly: "As you wish, Lei Jiang."

"Boom-crack!"

A finger-thick lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere three feet above Caihuaboy's head, and fell swiftly.

"what!"

Caihuazi let out a scream, and his whole body convulsed from the electric shock.

The people around hurriedly dodged, and the storyteller on the stage became hoarse.

Chen Xi closed the window, went back to the table and sat down, listening to the noisy voices downstairs, he was in a good mood.

Everyone worshiped the god everywhere, but they couldn't find anyone who seemed to be the god, so they thought that there was a god standing three feet above their heads, and the young man who picked flowers was too arrogant, so he was struck by lightning in the house.

"I'm angry, I'm not dead yet."

"How to do?"

Everyone was afraid of bad luck, and no one dared to say to send Mr. Caihua to the medical clinic.

When the shopkeeper came out, two waiters moved the scorched and trembling flower-picker to the door: "Gods obey the laws of the world, so you send him to the yamen and tell the officials that this is the result of hundreds of crimes." The flower picker, disrespecting the gods, was punished by the heavens, please let the government investigate and deal with it."

The storyteller asked for some paper, and he buried himself in his pen and wrote quickly, with inspiration flowing like a spring, and in a blink of an eye it became a fairy tale of "the god punishes the flower picker".

Xiao Er briskly knocked on the door with a tea tray under his feet, poured two cups of tea, put one cup in front of Huamanlou, and handed the cup to Chen Xi with both hands, with manicured and rounded nails, clean inside, and a pleasant smile and voice.

"Hero, this is the Mingqian Longjing this year. Most people would not dare to go to the small shop. Try it and see if it is authentic or not?"

"Leave it alone." Chen Xi stroked the whisk in his sleeve, raised his eyes and smiled at Xiao Er.

Xiao Er put it down embarrassingly, but refused to leave.

Hua Manlou suddenly said: "Sikong Zhaixing."

Xiao Er was startled, touched his face suddenly, and found that the disguise was intact, and waved his hand in front of Hua Manlou: "How did you recognize Hua Manlou? You can really see it?"

"I guessed it." Hua Manlou nodded slightly, shaking his folding fan: "Master also recognized it."

"Congratulations, congratulations." Sikong Zaixing simply smashed the jar, picked up the tea and continued to respect: "Master, do you want tea? This tea is definitely not inferior to the one in Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion. I got it from the palace."

"So this tea is still stolen?" Chen Xi's voice was low.

Sikong Zhaixing immediately put down his teacup and raised his hand: "Except for the occasional robbing from the rich and giving to the poor, I have never committed any crimes. In the palace, I even took away poisonous snacks for the little emperor, and ordered tea as a reward..."

"Boom, boom, boom."

When the knock on the door sounded, Sikong Zhaixing instantly silenced the sound, bowed his head and made a small second appearance.

"Guest officer, do you want to listen to the song?" The voice was delicate.

Sikong Zhaixing whispered: "The Joy Lai Inn does not sell singing girls."

People in the Jianghu love to drink a lot, and it is easy to go crazy after drinking alcohol. The shopkeeper generally does not allow singers to enter the shop to sing, but it is not ruled out that customers bring prostitutes from outside the brothel.

Chen Xi smiled and said, "Sing a song and listen."

Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes, licked his face and smiled, and ran to open the door.

If you want to be pretty and filial.

Outside the door is a woman in white clothes, with only a pearl hairpin on her head, no makeup on her face, unpainted eyebrows, unpainted lips and vermilion lips, slightly drooping eyelashes, holding a pipa and bowing in salute, slender The waist appears more graceful.

She was a beauty, she didn't look like a romantic lady, but the smell around her was so pink that it almost made Chen Xi sneeze.

"Qing'er pays homage to the two young masters." The woman raised her head slightly, her eyes flickering, showing a smile that made me feel pitiful. He closed his eyes and raised his head, two tears rolled down his face.

The Xiaoer who came to deliver the food looked dumbfounded, Sikong Zhaixing clicked his tongue twice, put the dishes away, and sent Xiaoer away.

Chen Xi's eyes fell on Qing'er's feet hidden behind the skirt, and suddenly asked: "Ouyang Qing?"

The lute strings suddenly broke.

Qing'er closed her voice, her affectionate eyes turned cold, and her whole body tensed up.

"The fourth sister in red shoes wants to avenge Grandma Xiong?"

"As expected of a Banished Immortal, she has clever calculations, and the little girl's vulgar fans can't catch your eyes." Ouyang Qing said coldly: "But you are wrong, the little girl is not avenging her sister, but wants to see what the Banished Immortal has done." How powerful."

Chen Xi was a little curious. Although Ouyang Qing in the TV series is in a brothel, she still maintains a virgin body. As long as money does not talk about love, Ouyang Qing in front of her eyes will be full of lust and lust, and even phantoms of intercourse will appear, entangled The evil power of blood and light is not shallow, obviously there are many lives in his hands.

"Then you're going to be disappointed, I don't get thunderous when I see everyone."

Ouyang Qing sneered, and suddenly opened her mouth and sprayed out a faint red mist: "Illusion-desire Dafa!"

"The tone is so heavy?" Sikong Zhaixing jumped up!

Chen Xi frowned, the dragon-horned whisk slipped into his hand, flung it towards Ouyang Qing, locked the ball of red mist and stuffed it back into Ouyang Qing's mouth.

Ouyang Qing fell to the ground, rolled her eyes from choking, and blushed more and more.

"You...uh...uh..."

Sikong Zhaixing said "Oh Yo", afraid of getting dirty, he rubbed against the back of Huamanlou, Huamanlou shyly put down his teacup, got up and opened the window facing the street to breathe.

Chen Xi stepped forward, squatted in front of Ouyang Qing, and pulled down the silk scarf tucked around Ouyang Qing's waist to cover her face, but Ouyang Qing clamped her legs and curled up, the silk scarf couldn't cover her, so Chen Xi beckoned Sikong Zhaoxing to come over and cover her face. The person suppressed and checked the situation in Ouyang Qing's body.

"Practice the internal force into an aphrodisiac, with spiritual hypnosis, the screenwriter is not as creative as you." Chen Xi withdrew his hand and washed it with tea. "Pity."

Sikong Zaixing let go of Ouyang Qing, jumped to the table and poured tea wildly.

Hua Manlou turned around: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng has to lose another confidante." Chen Xi waved the whisk with the dragon's horn, breaking through the air in Ouyang Qing's dantian.

The poisonous internal force dissipated, Ouyang Qing slowly woke up, and found that her kung fu was crippled, she didn't cry or make trouble, she struggled to stand up with the stool, straightened her messy clothes, brushed her wet hair behind her ears, and chuckled: "As expected of a banished immortal, the little girl has learned the lesson." Ouyang finished speaking weakly, coughed twice, mist appeared in his eyes, and asked stubbornly: "Do you need the little girl to surrender to the government office?"

Sikong Zhaixing looked up at Liangzhu, while Huamanlou turned his head to look out the window.

Chen Xi pondered, and after Ouyang Qing showed a hopeful look, he changed the subject: "Sikong Zhaixing, it is true that you can become a fairy if you practice the fairy art to the extreme, but the real situation varies from person to person. It can strengthen the body and prolong life. The spiritual energy in the human world is thin, and Qi Tong has me to guide him into the door. According to his progress, he can only reach two hundred years of practice in ten years."

"Practice for ten years to reach 160 years, practice for another 960 years, at least you can live for [-] years, and then practice for [-], [-] years... As long as you persist, how long will you live forever?!" Sikong Zhaixing broke his fingers with joy Jumping up, like a monkey spirit: "Understood, master leads the door to practice on one's own."

The math is pretty good, and practice can also make a lot of money.

But the problem is that there will be bottlenecks in practice.

Chen Xi nodded to Ouyang Qing, and said: "Send her to the government, find out who has been harmed, deal with it according to the law, come to me when you are done with work, if you can't find it, go to Jiangnan and wait."

Ouyang Qing murmured: "Don't immortals have to cut off love and love without restraint? You are not a true immortal..."

Sikong Zhaixing didn't care about fragrance and jade, he tapped Ouyang Qing's acupoints, and threw the person on his shoulder like a cloth bag, and jumped out of the window nimbly.

"boom."

"Ouch."

I don't know when there was a person nestled outside the window, hiding it from Hua Manlou's hearing, but for some reason, he was stunned, stepped on by Sikong Zhaixing, turned over in mid-air, flew back under the guise of a bullet, squatted at the window, He cupped his hands towards Huamanlou, but looked at Chen Xi when he was talking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I passed by your place and heard something wrong, so I couldn't help but stop and savor it carefully."

"You go." Chen Xi waved his hand at Sikong Zaixing, and then looked at the visitor.

The inner strength is profound, higher than Dugu Yihe, but the vitality in the body has begun to decline. It should be above the age of 50. The light in the heart is not clear, but it can't be said to be dirty. .

The most important thing is that this person is surrounded by fog, and only with spiritual vision can he see clearly.

With such an obvious sign, Huamanlou exposed his name.

"The Jade Raksha Jade Leader of the Western Demon Cult?!"

Yu Luocha withdrew his gaze from Chen Xi, and looked at Huamanlou: "Huamanlou from Baihualou, your eyes are already healed?"

Hua Manlou smiled: "Although it's still a little blurry, I can already see Master Yu."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1616:23:52~2020-03-1715:52:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Fengxi Fengxi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I don’t know what to write, 2 bottles; Yuan 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!