high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 427

"It was such a happy night, and I became happy too."

Looking at the figure turning out from behind the screen, the owner staggered and clapped his hands, laughing inexplicably:

"That's really good, the feast of bliss should have no taboos... Come, uncover your veil, let the new customers take a good look at your faces!"

The black figures stood in front of the desk, wrapped in thick gold-rimmed black silk from head to toe, like well-dressed gifts.There was a louder groaning sound among the guests, and Wuming saw pairs of fiery eyeballs turning back and forth between himself and the figure, jealousy, greed, longing, envy... all kinds of emotions flowed out, all naked and undisguised.

"Forgive me, newcomer, for my abruptness."

The master bowed and prostrated, he walked up to the first figure and uncovered a corner of the black silk.

Bang!

Taoist Feixuan stood up abruptly, as if he had been greatly frightened, he knocked the woman serving behind him staggeringly, the golden bottle in his hand knocked on the ground with a crisp sound, and spilled wine all over the floor.Under the black silk is a beautiful woman with white hair like frost, with a bright face, graceful eyebrows, and a woman's long bun, she seems to be no longer a girl.

She was indeed a beauty, but even a peerless beauty would not be so shocked, not to mention Taoist Feixuan's face was not full of vitality when he saw a beauty, but more like bumping into a living ghost during the day!

"He... damn..."

Before Wuming and the others could react, Taoist Feixuan took the compass fiercely in the palm of his hand, trembling all over his body: "Who the hell are you, how do you know these things!"

"This is a feast of bliss, so naturally we want to entertain guests with bliss." The host smiled lightly: "I don't know anything about you, but I just couldn't bear to see the sadness in the heart of the new guest, so I used some small means to satisfy you." your wishes."

"Why...how could such a shit..." Taoist Feixuan shook his head slowly, and stepped back a few steps in a vain manner: "She is dead, no...it's not her..."

"When the false is true, the true is also false, and when there is no action, there is sometimes nothing." The host sighed: "The true and the false seem to be clear, but who can bear to distinguish?"

He waved his wide sleeves lightly, and the beautiful white-haired woman stepped forward lightly and took Taoist Feixuan's hand.

Taoist Feixuan trembled as if struck by lightning, and finally he clenched his fingertips of the compass and hung it down, unable to refuse.

"Could it be Mrs. Zun?" the master asked.

"It's the teacher's wife, who taught me geography and dragon-finding." Taoist Feixuan turned his head stiffly, with a dazed expression: "After I was expelled from Zhenwu Mountain by the teacher, she died, and it is said that she died in a dark tomb in the West Plain .”

"It's obvious that you want to share the fragrance, but because of the great defense of human relations, can you only force yourself to be patient?"

The host clapped his hands lightly: "Please have fun. This is Yuanqiao and Baiyujing. There is no etiquette or restraint here. It's a place where you can do whatever you want... The feast of bliss should be There is no taboo."

The middle door opened, and the moonlight flooded in like a cool tide. Taoist Feixuan followed the woman out of Baiyujing, ignoring the repeated gestures of his companions, like a woodcutter whose soul was taken away by a ghost in the mountains.

"...Who are you?" Finally, he turned around hoarsely and asked.

"Royal clothes."

"Royal clothes?"

"I was born in the boundary of Kutianren, and I studied under my master. I am Pang Ziran's senior brother and the owner of Yuanqiaoxian Island." The master smiled and glanced at Wuming: "Are there any doubts?"

"Ridiculous! You..."

"If it's fake, it's true and it's false. Inaction sometimes has nothing. Has the new guest forgotten my preface?" The host reminded lightly: "The spring is short and the night is long, and the night is bitter and silent. Please stop."

Taoist Feixuan's lips twitched for a moment, but he still lowered his head silently, avoiding ignorant eyes, and was supported by the woman to go down.

"Please."

After the first person left Bai Yujing, the master set off the black silk again. This time, someone among the knights burst into exclamation.

"mother!"

"Great Commander? Are you still alive?!"

"Alian!"

"Fourth...Is the fourth brother you?"

……

Under the continuous exclamation, ghostly scenes emerged one after another, so weird that the few remaining people shuddered.It seems that there are ghosts and gods hanging upside down from the eaves in the middle of the night, staring at every inch of human skin with their green eyes.

There is no more luxurious palace than this, every inch of bricks and stones are as clear and clean as jade, and the fragrance is as precious as the fragrance only found in the furnace of gods and men. , and the beauty seems to be nothing more than this.

But all this.

Inexplicable, weird, like a group feast of monsters and cannibals...

"Xu Qing..."

Zhang Yan stood up in a daze, and watched the master remove the black silk, and the tall and elegant scholar in Confucian shirts appeared, the circles of his eyes instantly turned red.

Words lose all power.

Obscenity, heat, grief, ugliness, sourness, pain... All kinds of desires are nakedly uncovered, and the clothes that cover up are taken off, and they are all displayed in front of people without reservation.

The figure gradually dissipated, and the master looked around with a smile, like a monster smiling at a person's depravity, and then gently lifted another black silk.

bang——

Mr. Gongyang's pupils constricted, the old man got up in a panic, his lips trembled and moved, he stared at the small figure under the black silk, and let out a sob deep in his throat.

Under the black silk was an eight or nine-year-old boy, wearing tiger-toed shoes, with an old blue scar on his forehead.

"Sir!" Wuming shouted suddenly, "Don't go!"

This cry startled the stunned boy, he turned his eyes in a daze, and when his eyes moved to the trembling old man, he was stunned for a long time, and then he smirked:

"grandfather……"

In the silence where everything seemed to be, Mr. Gongyang's figure also disappeared in Bai Yujing. The master let out a long breath, and the corners of his lips curled up.

now.

In the entire Baiyujing, apart from those strange guests, only Wuming and Xie Fanjing were left.

"Is the feast of bliss tonight coming to an end?"

The master sighed with a smile, looked at Xie Fanjing, bowed and bowed: "Please."

puff--

His hands froze in place.

The thin black silk seemed to possess boundless weight at this moment, as heavy as a mountain.

The master turned his face and looked at Wuming, with a puzzled expression on his face for the first time.

After a short silence, he nodded slightly at Wuming, and then pointed at another black silk, but unexpectedly, the movements of his hands were also frozen.

With these two stiff movements.

Outside Baiyujing, the surging tide and moonlight pounding against the cliff were slightly rippling like dizziness, and instantly blurred.

There are large blank spaces in the sky and earth, and nothing exists. After a long time, it is slowly filled by the gradually emerging moonlight and tide, and returns to the original scene.

"It's really interesting..."

After the astonishment passed, the master happily clapped his hands and laughed, his expression was a little puzzled, but he didn't show any surprise:

"Two new customers, it's really interesting."

(End of this chapter)