Way of the Devil

Downstairs, hundreds of round lanterns with dragon characters are drawn, and bright golden lights are emitted to form hundreds of light spots, surrounded by a long dragon of scarlet red.

The long dragon left and right, rushing out of the lantern, surrounded by light and long dragons, forming an unusually beautiful and lively dragon.

The sky continued to ignite a group of golden red yellow fireworks, and the three-color fireworks rendered the entire scene golden and brilliant.

When I watched the dragon dance, everyone looked at the dragon dance and went back to the table to drink and eat. All of them were businessmen, no family, and they showed their heads in the quality of cultivation. At this time, they were completely gone. Pretentiously, each and everyone swayed and laughed at the table.

“Which person can be put in this tenth floor?”

Suddenly an impatient voice came from the side of the table.

Everyone laughed and looked at them quickly.

On the neighboring table, three young and literary scholars are looking at the cold towards this side.

It is one of the white-faced scholars who are talking on the face.

“These elegant places can actually let these vulgar people go upstairs. It seems that this Xunyang Building is getting worse than before.” The book said coldly.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhenguo, who has always been unreasonable, after seeing the person who spoke, it is rare that 1 has no snoring, just bowing his head and drinking silently, no longer speaking.

Most of the rest of the people bowed their heads, did not speak, and the voice quickly fell. Even Chen Yunxi bit his lip and still didn’t say anything. Among her group, her family is the best. She didn’t dare to talk back, obviously the three of them were not small.

“Isn’t this Chen Yunxi girl? It’s a woman of merchants, and even the normally made is the people who don’t know how to do it.”

Last time, your brother said a lot of good words in front of me. I lost my smile and said that I would like to give you permission to do it. At that time, I still had some heartbeat. Now it seems that I didn’t agree to do it right. “The other Young Master is playing with a bunch of beads and shaking his head with a smile.”

Chen Yunxi heard this and quickly looked at Lu Sheng with a quick electric shock. He immediately lowered his head and the whole person rose red from face to neck. Her body is even shaking.

But even so, the whole table eight-nine personal, did not even dare to rebel.

Lu Sheng shook his head in his heart. Look at Song Zhenguo again, he clenched his fists, the blood-filled blue veins on his neck, apparently already angry.

“A group of cockroaches.” The thin-faced scholar sighed softly.

“Have your mother never taught you anything polite? Or do you want this Young Master to teach you well, what is education?”

Suddenly a dull voice rang from Chen Yunxi.

The face-faced scholar originally intended to disinclined to pay attention. This group of people was about to pick up the glass and continue to drink. I didn’t expect to hear this sentence suddenly. He suddenly looked round and slammed toward Chen Yunxi.

The other two of the table also showed amazement, looked towards Chen Yunxi.

Song Zhenguo slammed Lu Sheng’s hand and glared at him. He slowly stood up and bowed to the trio, apologizing.

Lu Sheng laughed, stood up. “Noisy disturbs others, we are not right. But malicious words attack a girl, but still a young woman. It seems that the three are not good things.”

And 笄(ji) means the age of marriage. The married woman here is at the age of sixteen. And Chen Yunxi is only sixteen. It is three years younger than Lu Sheng.

“Cowardly!” The thin-faced book stood up and stared at Lu Sheng. “I didn’t expect this Mountain-Edge City, actually…”

“Well, Sud.” The only young Master who didn’t talk, the one slowly opened.

As soon as he spoke, the expressions of the rest of the two people who had been indignant were forced to endure. The face showed a sense of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune. Obviously, this person was more open.

“It’s just a small thing, just like this. When the time is up, we should go.” The Young Master is full of correctness, calm and calm, and while speaking gives people an atmosphere of calmness. It seems that several people’s disputes are in his eyes. Just like a small child.

“Okay….Since it is Rong Young Master opening! hmph!” Face-lifted scholar coldly snorted, stunned Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng has done a direct start to teach the three people to stopped. He also noticed that the three people are not far from each other and have a few eyes to look at it, but they are only the level of Strength Proficiency, just a few more for him. The difference.

The Strength Proficiency level also has a high score. For example, the Strength Proficiency Peak like Uncle Zhao at home, one person can deal with two ordinary Strength Proficiency. Just like practicing a set of martial arts, different people practice it, and the depth of time is different.

What’s more, his Lu Sheng is now an internal expert, a black cultivation base is effective against the demon, playing on ordinary people, it is estimated that formidable power is more terrible.

Although not really dealt with, but three or five Strength Proficiency expert, in his eyes is nothing. Even the higher Intent Proficiency level is equivalent to three Strength Proficiency, which is not enough.

The three men got up and slowly left, and the conflict melted away. Song Zhenguo was also relaxed.

When the three of them left, Chen Yunxi couldn’t stay any longer, wrapped his eyes in tears and got up to leave. Lu Sheng was going to send her, and she was rejected by him, and then she left in a hurry.

The rest of the people did not appreciate the interest of the dragon dance. Song Zhenguo sent the female companion and took Lu Sheng and Wang Ziquan to move towards the river.

At night, the Cypress Pine Lake was calm, and a ship with a red light on the boat slowly slid on the upper reaches of the river.

Song Zhenguo took the two people on a light painting road and took a large painting boat. The boatman who still has the charm is welcoming.

“Song Young Master, I haven’t seen you for a long time. Juner can always recite you in the ears of slaves.”

The ship’s mother talked and talked completely without a bit of dust, but let Lu Sheng see clicking one’s tongue in wonder.

“Jun is now free?” Song Zhenguo said with a smile, taking the lead and walking in.

“Nature, just wait for Song Young Master to come over.” The boat lady smiled. “The other two Young Masters, if they have a favorite girl, can also tell the slaves.”

The three were led into a separate small room and the room was very elegant.

Then came a row of about ten women in the tulle, all of them are beautiful and charming, and the temperament is elegant, just like everyone. The appearance is also different.

“Three Young Master Wanfu.” A group of women have politely bowed.

“Two brothers pick one, I am asking for it today.” Song Zhenguo passed through a woman who came in behind and said something.

Wang Ziquan’s eyes were straightened at this time, and his face was so red that he didn’t know which one to pick.

Lu Sheng is complexion calm, casually pointing to a seemingly quiet, let it sit around.

When the three people got better, they came up with some nourishing herbal teas that could help, and the girls with sexy dresses came up to dance.

“Today’s business…. Really…..” Song Zhenguo, when he mentioned the quest for the Yangyang Building today, his face turned red and his heart could not breathe.

“Song brother, beautiful girl is next to me, saying that these dejected words, come, drink!” Wang Ziquan began to feel uneasy at this time, and constantly touched and touched the girls around, and some could not wait.

The three girls smiled and comforted Song Zhenguo, and Lu Sheng also persuaded him. Song Zhenguo is a little better.

“If I am not mistaken, the three people who sneered at us today, one of them, is the son of the Vice-General of Mountain-Edge City, Wang Shunyong. If other people are okay, but this Wang Shunyong is different…..”

“There is also the Rong Young Master …. The head must be bigger.” Wang Ziquan added a sentence.

Lu Sheng shook his head and didn’t talk. After seeing the bigger World, these characters like Young Master are hard to come into his eyes.

“What are you doing about these disappointments? Continue Hah! Don’t get drunk tonight!” Wang Ziquan loudly said.

Song Zhenguo also threw a happy worry and sipped.

Lu Sheng didn’t really like this kind of occasion, but when he watched Song Zhenguo feel uncomfortable, he stayed with him until late at night.

Painting a boat to accompany the wine and selling art, not selling the body, when the three people finished drinking, it was already a ugly midnight. It is the appearance of two to three in the morning.

After Lu Sheng and the two separated, I felt quite a bit in my heart. Miss Young Master, a rich man like Song Zhenguo Chen Yunxi, met the bureaucrats and didn’t even dare to say a word. It seems that the status of this world’s merchants is still not high.

He drank more wine, although he was not drunk, but his mind was sober and not sleepy. Leaving Cypress Pine Lake, he rushed to the place where he lived, stopped for several times in the middle of the carriage, and there was no space.

It’s too late, not even more carriage drivers, and go back to rest. Then I have to go back one step at a time.

The streets in the middle of the night were cold and clear, and only a few sparse drunks were gibberish.

The houses on both sides are dark, only the occasional big house lanterns in front of the house, shaking with the wind, let out a light red light.

The wind wu wu is blowing, it is a little cold.

Lu Sheng speeded up, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly found that his waist pocket did not know when he was missing.

He touched his body up and down, and did not find the waist pocket in everything.

“It must have fallen on the painting boat.” Lu Sheng remembered that there was a note in the pocket of the raft, and the key to the door was inside, and it could not be lost. Then he turned and rushed toward the painting.

All the way, Lu Sheng returned and returned to Cypress Pine Lake. At this time, most of the riverside painting boats were closed, and the hanging practice was put down. The riverside is also a bit deserted.

He returned all the way and quickly found the painting that had come down before.

The paintings have already been docked, the boat is cold and clear, and no one can be seen. The yellow lantern on the deck is slightly shaken with the river wind.

“It’s time for work, the girls are going home to rest, and it’s time to clean up now.” Lu Sheng thought, stepping on the pier.

“Someone?” Lu Sheng called twice. Walk along the deck to the boat.

The paintings were empty, the ground was very clean, and some of the old boards were covered with fine varnish.

Lu Sheng walked in along the entrance of the building, which was a narrow intestine. Out of the intestines, it was a hall with a row of 3-Layer boats on both sides of the hall.

There was a rickety lantern hanging from the door of each wing. The faint red light was reflected from the lantern. The color of the red fire became colder in the middle of the night.

“Someone?” Lu Sheng looked at it, but there was no one in the entire building.

“I remember when I came here, there weren’t so many red lanterns here…” His eyes narrowed slightly and his heart tightened.

3-Layer on the building, five rooms on each floor, a total of fifteen rooms, all with red lanterns hanging at the door. The faint red light dyed the entire building into red, a silence.