[Liao Zhai + Lu Xiaofeng] Gossip in Jianghu

After three or four days, the three of them finally came to the prosperous Jiangnan.

In the season when tigers are rampant in autumn, the air in the south of the Yangtze River is still fresh and humid, which makes people feel happy.Although Baolan has been in this world for more than a month, she spends most of her time walking in the mountains, and rarely even goes to the village market, let alone the rich Jiangnan.Walking on the street, I was attracted by some strange gadgets on the side of the road. I looked at this for a while, and looked at which one for a while, and I couldn't move my feet.A long street was forced to be walked by her for an hour.

It seems that it is not time for dinner to reach Huamanlou's place.She looked back in embarrassment and looked at the man who was standing beside her and had been waiting for her.

Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing saw that they were chatting leisurely, without any expression of impatience or urging.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, let me treat you to dinner." In order to make up for her mistake, Baolan suggested.They always treat them these days, and she is also a little embarrassed.

Lu Xiaofeng looked Baolan up and down with a smile, and said meaningfully, "Okay, I can finally have a good meal these days."

Sikong Zhaixing naturally agreed with both hands and feet.

"Since Baolan sincerely treats guests, we will naturally go to the best restaurant. I heard that Fengxian Pavilion is good, why don't we try it." Lu Xiaofeng's mouth was raised, and he smiled wickedly.

"Fengxian Pavilion? Are you talking about the Fengxian Pavilion that spends hundreds of taels of silver? Tsk tsk... Lu Xiaoji, your ass/eyes are really black!" Sikong Zaixing's face was full of contempt.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't mind at all, and fought back: "Sikong Zhaixing, don't you look down on Daoist Baolan? He can't afford a few hundred taels of silver! He said he would treat us to dinner, so he naturally prepared enough taels Yes, don’t you think so, Baolan?”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Baolan expectantly, so that Baolan explained a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I...I..." Baolan originally thought it was just a casual meal in a small shop, thinking that a tael of silver would be enough, so she decided to He took the initiative to ask for a meal, but Lu Xiaofeng did not expect Lu Xiaofeng to open his mouth. Even if he sold her, it would not be enough for them to have a meal in Fengxian Pavilion.

"Don't want me anymore, since we're here, let's go in." Saying that, Lu Xiaofeng dragged Baolan into the magnificent Fengxian Pavilion in front of him.

Baolan felt like crying, but she could only force herself to be calm and was dragged by Lu Xiaofeng to sit down at a table made of jade by the window on the second floor.Even the tables and stools are made of jade, no wonder the consumption here is so high, Baolan lowered her head with a feeling of embarrassment that she wanted to crash to death on this jade table.

"Give me all of your signature dishes!" Lu Xiaofeng instructed the waiter next to him as soon as he sat down.

Baolan's face couldn't help the cold sweat, she tugged at Lu Xiaofeng's sleeve, and said nonchalantly: "Lu Xiaoji, I..."

"Is it not enough? If not, I will order more."

Baolan shook her head in fright.

After a while, exquisite meals were served one after another, and there were several young beauties dancing beside them.

At this point, Baolan knew that it was useless to explain, so she simply picked up the chopsticks and started to eat, after all, when she was beaten up for eating the king's meal, it would be more bearable if she was full.

"I heard that a small building in the suburbs is haunted. There are many white shadows making noise in the building every night."

"The seventh son of the Hua family is also a bold man, he even bought that kind of house and moved in."

"Hehe, speaking of it, I always thought that Huamanlou was a gentleman who is pure-hearted, ascetic, and willing to do good. Although he is the son of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, he doesn't like gold, silver and treasure. Many young and beautiful girls are also romantic masters."

The topic at the next table aroused Lu Xiaofeng's interest, he stopped his chopsticks, smiled lightly and said, "This rumor is really interesting. Baolan, do ghosts really exist in this world?"

Baolan was eating seriously, she thought for a while, puffed her cheeks and nodded.

If it wasn't for the painting of the wall, Lu Xiaofeng would never believe that there are ghosts and ghosts in this world, but what happened two days ago is still vivid in his memory, and he can't help but start to doubt his life in the past 20 years.

After a while, he suddenly held Baolan's hand solemnly and said: "If there are really those things in this world, Daoist Baolan will protect me."

Baolan glanced at him, "You still have something to be afraid of."

"I'm terribly scared. I'm so handsome and unrestrained, how good it is to be entangled by some female monsters."

Baolan rolled her eyes, stood up, "Let me go to the latrine to vomit." After speaking, she turned and left.

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smirk on his face, "Lu Xiaoji, I thought you were only interested in beautiful women before."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled without saying a word.

Baolan walked to the stairs and saw that Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaoxing didn't pay attention to her, so she sneakily said to Xiao Er who came to serve the food, "I want to see your boss."

Xiao Er looked at her calmly, "Eat the overlord's meal, right? Come with me."

Could it be that he really has a face that looks like a king's meal?Baolan looked down at the slightly shabby Taoist robe on her body, and instantly understood.

Xiaoer took her to the third floor. The third floor is not as magnificent as the downstairs, but it is also very elegantly decorated. When you open the door, the first thing you see is a screen painted with peonies. Behind the screen is a sandalwood table. There is incense next to it.

"Miss Boss, someone has brought it here." Xiaoer bowed and stepped back.

Boss?

Baolan continued to walk in, and she saw a woman in a yellow thin shirt. The woman had large breasts and a thin waist, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, silky smooth hair hanging on one side, and her every move interpreted what is called amorous feelings.

"I didn't expect Taoist priests to eat Bawang's meal." The proprietress smiled and looked at Baolan.

Baolan lowered her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong to eat the king's meal, and I'm willing to take responsibility for my mistakes."

"Oh," the proprietress raised her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly, "800 taels of silver, how are you going to be responsible?"

"I can stay and be a buddy to pay off my debts, I'm not bad at arithmetic."

The proprietress chuckled softly, "Our Fengxian Pavilion has no shortage of buddies, do you know what kind of compensation is usually used for eating the overlord meal in our Fengxian Pavilion?"

Baolan shook her head.

The proprietress suddenly withdrew her smile, and looked at Baolan sharply, "A hand, or a foot."

Baolan turned pale with fright, "Is there no other way?"

The proprietress suddenly returned to her smile, and she smiled brightly, but Baolan felt that this smile was more terrifying than not smiling.

"There is another way. You run away. If you run away, I can only ask your friend to pay off the debt. Anyway, we only need to collect one hand and one leg. There are three of you, which is always more than enough."

Baolan looked at her hands and legs, seriously thought about what the proprietress said, and after thinking about it for a while, she seemed to have finally made up her mind. She clenched her fists tightly, looked at the proprietress firmly and said, "If you really want to chop it off, cut me down." hand, anyway, I can subdue monsters with one hand."

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the proprietress, "Are you really willing to sacrifice one of your hands for your friend?"

Baolan sighed, "To be honest, I don't want to. But after my rational analysis, I have to admit that I am indeed the most suitable candidate. Both of them are in the arena, and what one of them did was not legitimate. To make a living, if he lacks arms or legs, it will affect his ability to run, and it will be miserable if he is caught. The other person has a bad mouth and loves to tease people, but his curiosity is still so strong, and many things he provokes are bizarre and dangerous. Moreover, he is greedy for enjoyment and likes to hook up with beautiful women, so his martial arts should not be very good, and the one who lost his arms and legs did not kill him. And I..." Baolan didn't continue talking.

The proprietress asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Baolan smiled wryly and shook her head, and I... I'm just a passer-by in this world, at worst, I'll install a robot arm when I go back. The brothers and sisters in the Institute of Science and Technology have made great progress in mechanical organs recently, and it might be cool to use .And if he loses too much blood and dies, will he be able to return to the original world?

"It's nothing, cut off my hand anyway." Baolan's heart swayed, she raised her left hand, and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt a light tap on the back of her head, and a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"What a fool!"

"Lu Xiaoji?!" Baolan looked at the person in a daze.

Lu Xiaofeng ignored her, but looked directly at the proprietress and said, "Madam proprietress, have you had enough fun?"

The proprietress was taken aback for a moment, but then she laughed out loud, "Good job, Lu Xiaofeng, maybe you are the only one to play tricks on others, and I am not allowed to play tricks on you."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, took Baolan by his side, and responded domineeringly: "He is my Lu Xiaofeng's friend, so naturally I can only be bullied by Lu Xiaofeng."

The proprietress smiled like a fox, came over and leaned on Lu Xiaofeng, pretending to be wronged and said: "When I was bullied, I never saw you say that."

Lu Xiaofeng gently pushed her away, "This should be said by your uncle Zhu Ting."

"Oh?" The proprietress covered her mouth and smiled, "If this little Taoist priest is not a man, I would think you are his husband."

The eloquent Lu Xiaofeng was at a loss for words.

Baolan, who was a few beats behind, realized that she had been teased again.

The proprietress waved her hand, "Forget it, I won't play around with you anymore, I have to go home and cook for my husband."

After finishing speaking, the two left silently and quickly left.