[Thunderbolt] Don't give up treatment

On the western frontier of the majestic and majestic Xihuang Buddhist boundary, there is a place that has been famous for a long time, named Youxiantai.

Recently, Youxiantai is celebrating the Huaxi Festival held every three years. It is rumored that the oirans elected in Youxiantai will perform dances on the stage.It is rumored that this year's oiran has the reputation of "nine tins among flowers, monopolizing the spring breeze", and he is good at singing and dancing. The exam failed, so there are many people who come here attracted by the name.

Youxiantai occupies a huge area, not only the inner pavilions, pavilions and rockery corridors are well arranged, but the outer hall is even more resplendent and magnificent.

At this moment, guests gathered in the hall, ninety-nine percent of the visitors from all over the world were young talents of various shapes and types, only a few women were mixed among them.Among them, chivalrous merchants, aristocrats, and everyone have different identities, but their purpose is the same, they are all for the current oiran in Xiantai, to monopolize the Spring Breeze Liu Mudan.

"Zhihuai, why did you change me into such a set of clothes?" In Youxiantai, next to a table on the second floor next to the guardrail, Sui Wuyuan tugged at his cuffs a little out of habit.

At this time, he was wearing a light blue long gown, the fabric was silky and delicate, with dark green green bamboo from the side of his chest to his waist, the embroidered feet were smooth, and the bamboo leaves were beautiful, while his wide and flowing cuffs were embroidered with gold trim, There is a touch of nobility in the elegance.

His saber Mingyi Zhengsheng has also been put away by Lu Zhihuai according to Lu Zhihuai's request. At this time, he only has a moyu folding fan in his hand.

His purple pupils are crystal clear, and his face is handsome and gentle. At this moment, he looks like an ignorant young man who came out of a wealthy family. Such an innocent and pure temperament makes him stand out among the many young talents here. is very eye-catching.

"This is also to hide our identities." Lu Zhihuai, who was dressed as a pretty maid, stood behind him and leaned over to refill a cup of tea for him, "You don't want Shengsi to know that you come to the flower bar?"

Unprovoked: "Flower... flower wine?!"

Isn't Youxiantai a simple inn? !

His movements froze for a moment, and he looked at Lu Zhihuai in disbelief. His clear purple pupils trembled slightly, obviously greatly stimulated.

"We... Aren't we here to investigate the eight tribes of Tianxie? Why, why do we come to drink, drink flower wine?"

Facing the unreasonably shocked and condemning eyes, Lu Zhihuai said bluntly and confidently: "The brothel is one of the places with the most news, and Huaxijin in Youxiantai is so famous, it's not too much not to take a look." Is it a pity? Besides, as long as you have no desires, what is the difference between a brothel and a restaurant?"

"You, this, this...me!" Sui couldn't talk to her for no reason, so he blushed and stopped talking.

His emotions were too exposed, and he didn't hide it at all. There was a layer of embarrassing blush on his fair face, which made people want to bully him even more.

"Oh, this young master is coming to our Youxiantai for the first time, right? I'm the bustard of Youxiantai, Mang Susu." The plump woman with heavy make-up waving her fan and sitting next to him said in a tired voice, She reached out to hug his arm, "Look at you, your face is flushed with nervousness."

Sui was so shocked that his face changed, he stood up abruptly avoiding Mang Susu's hand, and stammered, "Girl, girl, please respect yourself!"

"You call me a girl?" Mang Susu froze for a moment, then laughed so hard that her plump breasts trembled even more, making the man beside her swallow her saliva, "Come to Xiantai and let the girl respect herself, sir. It's so cute."

It had been a long time since she had seen such an innocent young man, especially one with such a clean temperament and thin skin, it really made her feel a little itchy.

"Presumptuous!" Lu Zhihuai blushed, stood up in front of Sui Wudu, and played a loyal maid vividly, "Don't tease my son, if it weren't for the son's curiosity about your oiran, Who, who would come to such a place!"

Unprovoked: "..."

He opened his mouth behind her, but he still didn't say anything after all, but with his appearance, he also inadvertently portrayed the image of the little son of the family who is ignorant of the world.

"Oh, little girl, our Youxiantai is not ordinary, don't associate us with the place of ordinary fireworks." Mang Susu covered her lips with a delicate smile, and then as if she had discovered something, she suddenly reached out and pinched Lu Zhihuai's Chin looked carefully, "Hey, take a closer look, you look very delicate, but unfortunately you are dressed a bit plainly, do you want to join us in Youxiantai? Mom, I can train you to be the next oiran."

"Impossible." Lu Zhihuai hadn't spoken yet, but when he heard the words for no reason, he blew his hair first. He pulled Lu Zhihuai behind him like a calf, and said in a deep voice to Mang Susu, "You are not allowed to fight." her idea."

"Pfft." Looking at the handsome young man who suddenly became hardened, Mang Susu couldn't help laughing and said, "Young master, don't be so nervous, we at Youxiantai will not force girls."

While speaking, the people below became restless.

"Why haven't you started yet!"

"Where's the oiran?!"

"We want to see the oiran!"

"Oh, everyone, don't worry, our peonies will come out soon!" Mang Susu shouted loudly, and then cast a wink at Sui Wuyuan, "Young Master, you will come to Xiantai often in the future."

Sui Wuyuan: "..." No, there will be no next time.

"Oh, don't be angry for no reason." Lu Zhihuai tugged at his sleeve to make him sit down, and poured him another cup of tea flatteringly, "May I discuss it with you next time?"

Sui held back for a long time for no reason, and finally could only choke out a sentence: "You are not allowed to come to this kind of place in the future."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say." Lu Zhihuai nodded.

Sui Wuyuan frowned and said: "Why do I feel that you are perfunctory to me?"

"Where is it, I'm serious!" Lu Zhihuai said, then pointed to the bottom and changed the subject, "Hey, look for no reason, that's the oiran!"

On the big high platform below, the colors are flying together, the flowers and rain are startled, and the music is fluttering, just like the mountain of Miaogushe, and there are goddesses who are about to come out.

Amid the melodious music, two women holding flower umbrellas dance lightly from both sides of the high platform, with red curtains behind them.And among the soft red silk, through the seemingly real and illusory red yarn, you can see the woman's slender and delicate skirt with large groups of peonies, dark green branches and leaves, and gorgeous layers of flowers.

Her figure is full of movement, and the glimpse between the red veils is full of beauty, but there is a pair of eyes covered by flowers and mist, shrouded like a tulle, rippling with translucent water color, dignified But it's hard to hide the soul-stirring beauty between them.

Everyone watched mesmerized, with blazing flames in their eyes.

After the music stopped and the dance was over, the beautiful lady stood behind the red veil with her back to everyone, and Mang Susu walked up to the high platform with a smile and said to everyone: "Everyone, you have all seen it, this year's oiran is not my exaggeration." , can be said to be the crown of flowers, unprecedented, let alone the west, even if you look at the whole world, you can be called the Empress of Flowers, otherwise, how can you be called the exclusive spring breeze Liu Peony?"

"Only the peony is truly beautiful, and it moves the capital when the flowers bloom." Lu Zhihuai praised, "This oiran is indeed worthy of the name of peony, don't you think so, my lord?"

Sui was stunned for no reason before realizing that the "Young Master" was calling him: "Well, although this girl can't see the whole picture, it's not difficult to imagine that she is a beautiful woman who can overwhelm the country and the city."

His eyes were still clear when he spoke, but like him, he was just a person who simply admired the oiran, and there were no more than ten people in the arena.

"We, Peony, have both talent and appearance. Whether it is the Four Books and Five Classics, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, we are all proficient in everything." Mang Susu smiled.

Someone questioned: "Is it really so talented?"

Mang Susu shook the round fan in her hand: "If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself. As long as there is a distinguished guest who can beat her in the exam, you can be her guest of honor tonight!"

Hearing this, someone immediately said: "Really? Then let me try."

The oiran Liu Mudan said softly, "My lord, please write a question."

Lu Zhihuai was upstairs listening to the witty remarks of the oiran below and everyone, but when his divine sense swept over the oiran, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

The aura of this oiran seems a bit strange.

"That's... Qingfeng Bihe · Xixueyi?" Sui Wuyuan who was beside him suddenly asked in surprise, "Why is he here?"

"A snow suit?" Lu Zhihuai followed his eyes and saw a young man in a goose-yellow Confucian robe with feather decorations on his shoulders. Although he carried a long sword, he had a calm and elegant demeanor and long brown hair. It is properly bundled in a high crown, and there is a bird ornament on the top of the head. The clothes on the body are also embroidered with cranes in different postures. No wonder it is called "pen crane".

"Yeah." The unreasonable expression was a little puzzled, "He is a man of age, and he was also one of the contestants when he ran for the position of Fa Confucianism before, but why is he here now?"

"Probably the same reason as ours, they all came to see the oiran."

"But I don't want to see the oiran."

"...Well, I want to see it." The wronged Lu Zhihuai was silent for a moment, and then he was surprised, "Hey, that person is Hate Wufeng? Who is the woman next to him? Doesn't he love his wife the most? "

Hey, there was news from King Asura before that King Jingxie had successfully placed his body on Hate Wu Peak after being killed by Hate Wu Peak and Jian Feidao, and now he has used the body of Hate Wu Peak to revive the king, but what does she think? He made her feel very awkward, although he undoubtedly carried the evil spirit of King Jingxie, but...she now seriously suspected that King Jingxie had not been successfully resurrected, and Hate Wufeng was just acting.

So, his target should be King Asura?With the wisdom of harvesting thousands of kalpas, is it really unaware?

I saw a woman sitting next to the rough-dressed Henwufeng below. Although her facial features were delicate and lovely, her long hair that was too fluffy and loose really made her lose a lot. At this moment, she was staring angrily. He hated Wufeng, from time to time, he glanced fiercely at the oiran on the stage.

"I don't know." After Hate Wufeng was willing to spend the rest of his life to atone for his sins, Sui Wuyuan gave up the idea of ​​killing him to avenge his mother, but he also didn't want to see this mother-killing enemy again.

The words were divided into two parts. When Qimengren returned to Defeng Ancient Road, he didn't expect to be in vain.

"You just said, where did they go?"

Yuli Sutra is helpless: "The boundary of the Buddha in the West Huang, travel to Xiantai in the West."

"Youxiantai?" Dreamman frowned slightly, as if he had vaguely heard of this place.

"I heard that the triennial Huaxi Festival is being held there, and there will be oirans performing dances on stage." Yu Lijing coughed lightly and reminded.

Dreamman: "..."

He thought of Lu Zhihuai's look like a fish in water when he was Li Xiaoye among Yingying and Yanyan, and his expression suddenly changed.