Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 93 Caihuan Pavilion
Liuxiang City is the capital city of Liuxiang Province. The city is huge and divided into nine districts.

The city center area is also the inner city, where the Provincial Martial Arts Academy, the State Shepherd's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion, and the other courtyards of the Martial Immortal Family are all located in the inner city.

Martial arts masters are free to enter and exit the inner city, but ordinary people need to hold certificates if they want to enter the inner city.

The location of ordinary people's activities can only be the remaining eight districts.

Among them, the North Third District is the place where high-ranking officials and family members of martial arts masters live. Some martial artists from small families also live here. Therefore, although the North Third District is a gathering place for mortals, there are quite a lot of martial arts masters.

The streets in Beisan District are clean and tidy, the roads are not picked up, and the doors are not closed at night.

Not to mention beggars on the streets, not even a jobber in gray sackcloth can be found, and every household has its own servants.

In the east and west districts, the common people live in disorder, there are many people, the market is prosperous, the alleys are densely covered, and the houses are extremely dense...

When Jiuji first arrived in Liuxiang City, the inn Huifeng Building where he rested for the first night was located in the West District.

The third southern district is a gathering place for lower Liba people such as bodyguards, chariot and horse shops, garment workshops, and cloth dyeing workshops. It is quite desolate, equivalent to the suburbs of the city. Even if someone is missing, no one reports the case. to check.

Although Liuxiang City is a city, it has a huge area. It will take at least half a day for Jiuji to walk from the west district to the north third district, and it will take more than half an hour if he takes a carriage.

About noon.

A black carriage from the West District drove into the busiest street in the Northwest District.

Yelan Street.

A large number of night orchids are planted on both sides of the streets of Yelan Street. Every night, the fragrance is fragrant and intoxicating.

There is a famous Goulan on Yelan Street, called Caihuan Pavilion.

And this black carriage drove straight into Caihuan Pavilion.

Caihuan Pavilion.

The morning is usually the time to go to bed, and noon is when the girls in each room get up.

at noon...

A group of girls without makeup gathered together for breakfast, yawning.

The girls eat very light breakfast, steamed buns, white rice porridge...

Exactly at this time.

A male tortoise shouted at the throat of the male duck: "Sisters... hurry up and eat, there is work to do."

"Early in the morning...which room's benefactor is in such a hurry?" A woman in a loose white dress with waterfall-like hair said with disgust on her face.

"Sister Xue misunderstood. Mom was looking for apprentices in the West District, but she picked up a blind man who came back. The blind man was quite talented in music and handsome. Mom asked if anyone would like to take an apprentice."

"Boy?"

"As long as he is handsome, I will accept this apprentice."

"Let me give him some pointers."

"Hey... If you want to learn it well, you have to sleep with the master."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A group of girls giggled and smiled, showing great interest.

After about a stick of incense.

Jiuji, dressed in white, was led into the spring boudoir by a Gui Gong.

A woman in white was sitting boldly on the show bed, looking at Jiuji with her eyes closed with interest.

Although the woman in white was not wearing makeup at this time, she could still be seen to be a peerless beauty.

"What's your name?" The woman in white asked.

"Ah Jiu." Jiuji replied.

"Why are you closing your eyes, are you really blind?"

"Ah Jiu couldn't open it since she was a child."

"Oh... you are really pitiful, my name is Xue Jing, and I am your quyi master."

"Hello, Master Xue." Jiuji clasped his fists honestly.

"Our Caihuan Pavilion is a place where men listen to Qu'er. There are often martial artists from the inner city who come to listen to Qu'er. The servants are all uncles. In our place, if you don't have first-hand skills, you can only be a servant girl. If you have excellent craftsmanship, your value will naturally double, and no one can wrong you..."

"Hehe...you are a man, so naturally it is impossible to do such a thing. Since my mother introduced you to the Caihuan Pavilion, she must have taken a fancy to your talent, so let me test you first." Xue Jing took Passed a pipa and played two strings lightly.

"Can you play the pipa?"

"I know some musical instruments, but I'm not familiar with pipa."

"It's okay if you're not familiar with it. This girl is most proficient in pipa. Of all the musical instruments in this world, pipa should be the first."

"I thought it was suona."

"How can anyone play suona in Fengyue place?" Xue Jing roared loudly.

"Forget it... I don't care about you, my girl. My "Warm Colors Float for the Rest of My Life" is a pipa piece. I will play it once. If I learn it, I will stay. If I can't learn it, I will go back to where it came from."

I saw Xue Jing plucking the strings, playing and singing with a crisp voice.

"The spring breeze blows all things, and the warm colors float for the rest of the year."

"The fragrance of flowers floats all over the wild, and the singing of birds intoxicates the three sides."

"The grass and trees are sprouting and green, and the mountains and rivers are in full bloom."

"There are so many beautiful things in the world, where is it not happy."

……

Xue Jing sang once, cleared her throat, and handed the pipa to Jiuji.

Jiuji took the pipa, plucked the strings lightly, and then waved his sleeves.

A clatter.

Pipa strings vibrate together.

It's still the same melody just now, but it's not at all unfamiliar. Apart from the hint of spring breeze and warm air, there's also the reckless clang of an iron-blooded man in the melody.

Jiuji only played but didn't sing, Xue Jing even faintly heard the chilling intention in it.

Warm colors float for the rest of your life... Can you play like this?There can also be such an artistic conception.

A pipa ends.

With a calm face, Jiuji began to comprehend...

After a moment.

Kuji bounced again.

Not only has the artistic conception changed, but even the tune of the music has changed.

Xue Jing looked horrified. The blind man was actually changing his own "Warm Colors Floating for the Rest of Life", and he only played it once.

The tune was slightly adjusted according to the mood, and soon a new tune appeared.

This new pipa piece seemed a little sad, but Ah Jiu didn't seem to be satisfied, he continued to adjust...

After just a stick of incense, "Warm Colors Float for the Rest of Life" has changed beyond recognition.

This new song is bleak and chilling, like a peerless swordsman hiding in the marketplace...

As the pipa music became more and more harmonious, the blind man named Ah Jiu even sang with a man's deep accent,

"Who's house in the city, in the desolate old city."

"There is no land to plow the white rocks, but there are sons to guard the green bushes."

"The night moon shines on the two trees, and the cold lamp shines on one."

"The old branches are bald, so I dare not complain about the autumn wind."

……

Following Jiuji's pipa music and singing, more and more brothel girls spontaneously gathered outside the door. Listening to this sad and soulful song, everyone's face was full of curiosity and astonishment.

Painting has a style of painting, writing has a style of writing, and music has a style of music.

Only by forming a school of one's own can we be good for everyone.

Jiuji has already established his own style of music, his style of music is suitable for a busy market; suitable for a desolate and lonely field;

These days.

Jiuji carried an erhu on his back in the market in the West District, playing the erhu with forgetfulness, intoxicated by the rhythm.

"A Pot of Drunken Moon" is running silently, and Jiuji's inner breath is getting stronger...

In just a few days, the reputation of the blind man playing the erhu in the West Market has spread...

This morning
A beautiful woman with heavy makeup finds Jiuji and invites him to work as a musician in Caihuan Pavilion.

Although Caihuan Pavilion is a brothel, there are also many martial artists from the inner city who come to listen to the music, and the business of flesh and blood has never been put on the bright side.

Although Jiuji stated that his music style is not suitable for Goulan, the woman didn't take it seriously, and Jiuji agreed after a little consideration.

Jiuji was invited to the brothel, maybe he could avoid Leng Yuzhen's sight and avoid getting involved in the struggle between the beaters and the Gu master organization...

(End of this chapter)