Is the big brother's love brain saved today?

Chapter 88 Who is the oiran?

The four said in unison: "The drunkard I met this morning!"

After the four of them finished talking, they looked at each other and smiled, Yuerong said, "He told us to leave quickly in the morning, it seems that he already knew the weirdness of this mountain city."

Zhu Xingmian said, "You said in the morning, if there is really a problem here, why didn't he leave by himself, instead let us run away? Now I think of a possibility."

"Maybe, he can't escape."

"Every person who lives here at the beginning is like a citizen chosen by the devil. You can't refuse and you can't escape."

Yun Lan nodded frequently, "Junior Sister Zhu is very reasonable."

After getting along all the way, Zhu Xingmian has already understood Yun Lan's routines clearly.

"Brother, Bai Yu and I are responsible for finding the drunkard, and you and Junior Sister are responsible for visiting the city. No one is in the same situation as shopkeeper Li."

"Okay." Eldest brother looked at Zhu Xingmian appreciatively, this guy's arrangement was very suitable for him.

Once again, he was glad that Bai Yu was left behind, otherwise Zhu Xingmian would still be fighting for his junior sister.

Yuerong said, "Mianmian, be careful."

After the four of them finished eating the hot pot, they set off in two opposite directions.

Yue Rong followed Yun Lan to search around the city, looking for evidence of other people's weirdness.

But the townspeople here looked no different from usual. The two of them found dusk from noon, and the clouds in the sky were covered with a beautiful sunset glow.

Yue Rong was about to go to Zhu Xingmian and the others with Yun Lan, when a little girl walked up to her, probably because she and Yun Lan were well dressed, had an extraordinary temperament, and looked like rich people.

She ran up to Yun Lan and Yue Rong, and handed them a brochure, which said, "Qing Sheng Song and Dance Workshop, Hua Kui Yan Bai Hua is waiting for you."

"Is this a flyer for the song and dance studio?" Yun Lan glanced at it, and was about to set fire to it and burn it to powder.

"Yun Lan, don't burn it!"

"Perhaps there are other uses?" Yuerong snatched the flyer and held it in her hand for a closer look.

Yun Lan couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard the words, Yue Rong snatched the booklet like a lecherous brat.

He even wondered if his junior sister liked the same sex.

"Brother, shall we go here and have a look?" Yuerong said.

"What are you doing here?" Yun Lan asked, "Aren't we going to find Zhu Xingmian and the others?"

Yuerong shook her head, "Brother, we didn't find any clues, how could we go back like this, I have a hunch that there must be clues we want in Qingsheng Song and Dance Studio."

Yun Lan raised her hand and tapped Yuerong's head, "What clue? Junior sister, do you want to see beauties yourself, so you are making excuses?"

Yun Lan remembered that when Yuerong was in Qingyunzong, he finally went to these places. If he hadn't been strict, Yuerong must have become a veteran of Fengyuechang now.

"I didn't." Yuerong said dissatisfiedly, "Brother wronged me, I obviously really want to find clues."

Yun Lan: "Then let's go."

When the two arrived at Qingsheng Song and Dance Workshop, night had already fallen, and a tall beauty stood at the entrance of the dance workshop, dancing in front of the door, attracting customers.

The mother at the door saw that Yun Lan had brought a woman to visit their store, her eyes immediately became defensive, did this man bring this woman to catch rape?
But which nobleman's wife is she?Why can't she remember? !

Seeing this, Yun Lan put down a silver ingot in her mother's hand, "My friend is obsessed with singing and dancing, so I want to come here to see how your girls dance.

"Please, two guests."

Thanks to the blessing of money ability, mother took them to the private room on the second floor.

After they sat down, the oiran's show hadn't started yet. There was only a charming woman on the stage. She held up the painting in her hand and talked to the people below with a smile, "Have you seen this painting? It's a famous painter." Hei Jing was specially created for our girl Yan Baihua."

Heijing?Both Yuerong and Yunlan had never heard of this person.

After the woman finished speaking, she fully unfolded the painting in her hand, which attracted applause from the onlookers. Of course, some impatient guest officials said, "Don't show me any paintings! I want to see real people!"

Yuerong stretched her neck to look at the painting on the woman's hand, and had to say that it was indeed a master's work.

The woman in the painting is lifelike, as if alive, especially those half-closed eyes, which seem to be able to seduce people's souls.

"Wow, it's so pretty." Yuerong's compliment was sincere.

The appearance of this oiran is comparable to that of many young monks, but she is just a mortal.

How much God favored her, and gave her this beautiful face.

God is so cruel to her, only gave her this beautiful face.

A painting completely whetted the appetite of the audience and Yuerong, they all wanted to see Fangyan as soon as possible.

The woman on the stage smiled coquettishly, "Everyone, don't worry, she...isn't coming soon?"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, all the lights near the stage were blown out, and then accompanied by the melodious music, the lights in the center of the stage shone on Yan Baihua's slender and perfect figure, and she slowly descended from above the stage, like an avatar.

She sang and danced on stage with her own original dance steps.

With a big movement of looking back, the mask hanging by the ear was blown off in the wind, revealing a pure and charming face.

The audience below the stage became more and more frenzied, and their screams broke out, as if they were about to lift the roof off.

Yuerong is like falling into an ice cellar.

No, no!Yan Baihua is completely different from the painting shown in the woman's hand. It's not that Yan Baihua is not beautiful, but that the two of them are clearly two people with very different styles. Their faces are both beautiful, but their looks are completely different. It's two people.

Yue Rong looked at the crazy audience in the audience, as well as the dancers on the stage, none of them seemed to realize that Yan Baihua was different from the person in the picture!
"Senior brother, let's see." Yue Rong whispered, "There is a clue."

After Yuerong finished speaking, she said loudly to the people downstairs, "The portrait you showed earlier is clearly not the same person as Yan Baihua!"

"You're clearly using another one as a pretext. Is she really Yan Baihua?"

Yue Rong's words were not loud, but they were thunderous, and everyone below fell silent because of Yue Rong's words.

The more they looked at the face of the woman and Yan Baihua in the painting, their eyes were dull.

"That's really the case." Yuerong said softly, it seems that the people in this mountain city do have memory problems, and whenever they encounter problems that cannot be solved, they will instantly fall into their own strange thinking circle.

Their memories are completely different from what happened in reality.

The shopkeeper didn't understand why his shop was called Lao Zhang, and they didn't understand that the people in the painting were Yan Baihua, and the people on the stage were also Yan Baihua, but why did they look different?

"Brother, why do you say that the people behind it want to start with their memories and keep them trapped here?"

This place seems to be a large-scale script killing, everyone is playing their own roles, and there are memories in their minds that do not belong to them.

(End of this chapter)