The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 60

Noon on May 21st in the fifth year of Mingde
Thank you teacher!
"Get me down!"

The golden light on the right fist flashed and turned golden.

For this punch, he used [-] levels of skill, so this punch has already appeared the golden bell phantom!
"Good come!"

The young man whispered, and the go-getter once again burst into flames, but this time he did not slash out, but converged the flames into the sword, turning it into a red sword light.

The general trembled slightly, and let out a sword cry.

Sword, thrust out.

The stairs shattered directly.

Just stab straight in the center of the fist.

The admiralty visibly deformed, dented, and then, broke.

Sword Qi pierced Master Xie's fist, and a trace of blood spurted out.

Master Xie was shocked.

At this time, a gun was shot from the side, and hit Xie Shi's fist, avoiding the boy's sword.

And the young man's sword stopped firmly in the air, without taking an inch, obviously controlling the distance to the extreme.

Sikong Changfeng flicked his spear, stood beside him, heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled.

"Junior Brother, Master Xie is a first-grade brewer of Diaolou Xiaozhu. If his hand is lost, there will be no Qiu Lubai after that day's revelation."

Mo Qianshang flicked back, sheathed the long sword, smiled slightly,
"I believe that brother, you will make a move."

Master Xie came back to his senses at this moment, with lingering fear in his heart, he cupped his hands towards Sikong Changfeng,

"Thank you Suzaku for your rescue"

"Master Xie, you're being polite. My junior brother came to Tianqi for the first time, and today he really came to drink, and he didn't mean to be provocative. But I also know the rules of Diaolou Xiaozhu, so I had to make such a bad plan. Please thank you, don't blame me."

Master Xie was ashamed and bowed his hands.

"Skills are not as good as others, please take it yourself"

After speaking, leave here.

Sikong Changfeng blinked at Mo Qianshang.

"Brother, what are you waiting for?"

Mo Qianshang was stunned for a moment, smiled helplessly, went straight upstairs, and took away the six-year-old Qiulubai from the attic.

This struggle started quickly and ended quickly.

It was seen by many people, and let those who didn't know know that Mo Qianshang from Xueyue City had come.

In the three boxes upstairs, everyone had different attitudes, but they all had some preliminary understanding of Mo Qianshang.

This man is strong, but not cold-blooded.

hall.

The three of them got together, the dishes were ready, the wine was ready, and the weather was cool, just suitable for two or two friends to drink together.

A jug of wine, poured three glasses.

"Dry"

The autumn dew was white in the throat, and the three of them all sighed.

Mo Qianshang shook the wine glass lightly, deeply moved,

"Wine is indeed good wine. Three flavors come out, which makes people not only lament the passage of time."

Xie Xuan laughed.

"Brother Mo, what three flavors have you tasted?"

Mo Qianshang closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Young Jianghu Zhihonghu, the first taste is youth. Fenghou pays homage to the world, the second taste is growth. Returning to the hometown in old age, the third taste is white head. Three flavors in life, one flavor and one spring and autumn, in the wine I have drunk Among them, this wine ranks third."

"Oh, what's number one and number two?"

"The wine made by my senior brother: Peach Blossom and Moonset! There are also seven starry night wine"

Xie Xuan laughed dumbly,

"No wonder. No wonder. The wine brewed by Baili Dongjun is indeed the best in the world."

Sikong Changfeng suddenly laughed.

"Junior brother, can you see the situation of Tianqi clearly?"

Mo Qianshang thought for a moment, nodded slightly,

"I understand."

"Now, are you confident?"

"[-]% more than before"

"Ten percent? That's not bad. With your strength, you only need to avoid these people, and they won't provoke you at will."

"Third senior brother, apart from these, are there any other things that need my attention?"

"Two-eyed Taoist master of the Zhenwu Temple in the south of the city. Uncle Taitu, the daughter of the largest gambling shop in the city. Miss Su, the master of the teaching workshop. As long as you don't mess with these people, they won't make a move."

The boy wondered.

"Then what will happen?"

"If you threaten that person, Qin Tianjian Guoshi Qi Tianchen will take action, Dali Siqing will take action, the five supervisors will take action. Shadow Sect will take action, and the four guardians of Tianqi will take action!"

"Understood. Where is senior brother going to take me next?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled slightly, a little bit shy, and still had some memories.

"Hundred Flower Pavilion!"

Langya Palace.

Quiet other courtyard.

The green bamboo enters the secluded path, and the green Luo brushes the clothes.

A pavilion, a pot of tea sets, and a man.

Gently touching the teapot, a cup of slightly white tea poured out.

One product.

Slightly bitter, a little bit bitter, very bitter.

This tea is called bitter tea, so it is named after bitterness, but after bitterness, it returns to sweetness, as sweet as honey.

"One person drinks bitterness alone, why not share sorrows."

The ghost-faced man suddenly appeared, picked up the empty teacup, and poured himself a cup.

After drinking it, his brows were frowned, and his mask was not angry and majestic.

"After so many years, the price of your waywardness at the beginning is slowly emerging. Now, even if you protect yourself wisely and ignore the government, everyone knows that that day will always come."

Xiao Ruofeng was silent, and sighed after a while.

"Too much nonsense, what about the information I want?"

Ji Ruofeng randomly threw a scroll from his arms,
"Here, these are people who had ideas on the day they entered the city, and they are now watching."

Xiao Ruofeng opened the scroll, took a closer look, and was relieved not to see a familiar name.

"These people are nothing to worry about, just warn them. With me here, at least I can guarantee that they will not be threatened in the apocalypse."

Ji Ruofeng said calmly.

"Then when do you plan to see him?"

"Tomorrow, it's time to meet. Where are they now?"

"Should go to Baihua Pavilion!"

Xiao Ruofeng was a little surprised,

"Baihua Pavilion? I remember it wasn't a brothel? Who took them there?"

"Who else is there, not the coquettish Sikong Changfeng, who goes to the Baihua Pavilion every day to listen to the girl Feng playing the piano. By the way, in the words of the girl there, this guy's behavior is called whoring."

Baihua Pavilion.

Yingying, Yanyan, red willows and green, flowers and plants are fragrant.

Stunning beauties, coquettish women, geisha with superb piano skills, and wealthy customers who spend a lot of money.

The light gauze covers the jade arms, and the white clothes cover the red lips.

There is a constant flow of women in the building, and all kinds of obscene sounds are endless.

This is a place that makes young men blush, want to enter but dare not enter, curious but dare not be curious.

Which boy, when passing by, has never had such a trace of imagination?

now.

Doorway.

The man with the sword on his back and the man with the spear looked at the attic in front of him, swallowed, his face was reddish, and he was at a loss.

The man with the sword on his back said awkwardly.

"This is a brothel, right?"

The man with the spear shook his head with a straight face.

"Wrong! This is Baihua Pavilion, we are here to listen to music!"

"Then why are we standing at the door?"

"Because I have no money!"

These two people were naturally Mo Qianshang and Sikong Changfeng after eating and drinking in the Diaolou Xiaozhu.

As soon as Master Qing Xie Xuan heard that he was going to the Baihua Pavilion, he immediately found an excuse and ran away, leaving Mo Qianshang with a dazed face, who was abducted here by Sikong Changfeng.

The wind blew, but it didn't blow away the embarrassment on Mo Qianshang's face, but made him even more embarrassed.

But Sikong Changfeng put on a look of not being aware of it, stood quietly on the spot, closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the piano in the attic.

Because, the girls upstairs are talking.

"That guy is at it again"

"Come here, it's been so long, haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

"Miss Feng is kind-hearted, she plays the piano for him every time."

"No! Look, why did he organize a group to come whoring for nothing today?"

"Don't tell me, the young man next to him is quite good-looking!"

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Not loud, but extremely insulting.

Mo Qianshang couldn't bear it anymore and whispered.

"Brother, if you really want to hear it, let's go in, there is no need to stand here."

Sikong Changfeng opened his eyes, a little embarrassed, and whispered.

"Junior brother, it's not that senior brother is reluctant to invite you, but it's too expensive here. One day is enough for my salary for a month."

"Huh? Then just stand there?"

"This song will end soon, and we will leave when it is over."

On the Baihua Pavilion.

Inside the room.

A maidservant in a green shirt with a pretty face came behind a woman in a white dress and a white veil.

The woman's eyes are sharp and beautiful, like a clear spring under the moon.

Sitting in front of the guqin, the ten fingers are like flowing water, and the elegant sound of the piano emerges.

At this time, the sound of the piano stopped, and the maid said softly.

"Miss, that man is here again."

The woman said calmly.

"Come when you come. There's nothing special about it."

The servant girl's face was slightly angry,
"It's fine for him to come to listen alone. This time, he even brought other people. Miss, why don't you ask someone to drive him away next time."

The woman thought for a while, her voice was like the sound of falling leaves.

"Go get them up. I'll play them another song."

The maid suddenly exclaimed,
"Hey! Miss, what are you doing?"

The woman is slightly angry,
"Yu'er, don't hurry up,"

The maid was a little aggrieved, and pursed her lips.

"Ok."

The maid then left the room.

The woman sighed slightly,
"It seems that it should be his friend."

The entrance of Baihua Pavilion.

The sound of the piano stopped, Sikong Changfeng smiled handsomely, rolled up the spear, put it on his shoulder, and turned around.

"I'm done listening to today, let's go!"

Mo Qianshang was stunned,
"Brother, why are you so proficient in your movements?"

"Because I come every day!"

Mo Qianshang's mouth twitched, completely speechless.

"Wait a minute, gentlemen, my lady is here to invite you"

But Yu'er, a woman in green shirt, just arrived at this time, and when she saw that the two were about to leave, she hurriedly called to stop.

Mo Qianshang was stunned for a moment, then pointed to himself,
"Are you calling us?"

Yu'er glanced at Mo Qianshang, saw that his face was handsome, with a chivalrous demeanor, his face was slightly blushing,

"Yes, son."

Sikong Changfeng turned his head and was a little surprised to see Yu'er,

"It's you? Why are you here?"

Yu'er pointed at Sikong Changfeng angrily, her voice was like a low-pitched oriole.

"Young Master Sikong, you have the nerve to say that you brought others downstairs to listen to my lady's zither, do you know how much trouble it has caused my lady?"

Sikong Changfeng froze for a moment, a little embarrassed, a little embarrassed,
"Sorry, I didn't expect this to cause trouble to Miss Feng, I will go further next time."

Yu'er rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

"My lady asked you to go up, and I will play another song for you while listening to the bamboo pavilion"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned.

Yu'er turned around, saw that she was still in place, and shouted.

"Young Master Sikong, what are you waiting for? Do you want me to carry you in eight sedan chairs?"

"oh oh"

Sikong Changfeng glanced at Mo Qianshang, the two looked confused, but they still followed closely behind.

When I came to the Baihua Pavilion, there was a lot of people's voices, and all kinds of skin and shirts came into view.

Mo Qianshang blushed.

Sikong Changfeng is not much better.

Suddenly, a bare hand reached out to Mo Qianshang's face, and the jade finger brushed past Mo Qianshang vaguely.

"Where is the young man, so handsome!"

Mo Qianshang immediately froze in place, motionless.

When he came back to his senses, he jumped back, his face was on fire, and he exclaimed.

"You, what are you going to do?"

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)