Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 82
Autumn dew whitened into his throat, and Li Fan didn't want to listen to the story for a moment.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

He smacked his lips, and two red clouds flew out of his face.

Seeing that his eyes were full of confusion, Xiao Luo asked curiously: "Is this your first time drinking alcohol?"

"Of course not. The incense Taoist priest in Qianshan once gave me a drink, but the wine was spicy and bitter, unlike the wine here, which is fragrant and sweet."

Although Li Fan's words were touching, Fei Xuan didn't drink at all, and only ate vegetables with chopsticks.

"When the national teacher was bigu, he only drank one bowl of water a day."

Li Fan refused to let him go: "Then how did you gain weight?"

"How can I have!"

Xiao Luo smiled and said: "Feixuan, don't worry, when you are fifteen or sixteen years old, this baby fat will disappear, just like a tree spit."

"That will take a long time."

Just as Xiao Luo and Li Fan were feasting, there was a knock on the door of Liuyue Pavilion.

Fei Xuan opened the door.

A man in his late teens who was full of wealth and white and beardless walked in with a smile, bowing his fists in salute: "Old man Fu Qiufeng is the shopkeeper of Diaolou Xiaozhu. I have met Mr. Xiao and everyone."

Xiao Luo thought to himself, Xie Yuanfang was guarding Diaolou Xiaozhu, he must be the one who alarmed the Changmen.

He bowed slightly: "Shopkeeper Fu is polite."

Fu Qiufeng looked at Young Master Xiao in front of him, and saw that he was extremely beautiful, but his overall demeanor did not look like a Jianghu man, so he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Who is this master that Xie Yuanfang spoke of?
"I wonder if Mr. Xiao is satisfied with the food and drinks in our building?"

Without waiting for Xiao Luo to answer, Li Fan hurriedly said: "I am satisfied, but there are too few. Come to two more jars."

"Hehe, as long as Young Master Xiao and Lingyou agree, I will not only go to two more Autumn Dew Altars, but also send ten altars to you to take away."

"Thank you very much, but I heard that Qiulubai is very difficult to drink. The wealthy people in Tianzi City can only buy it once a month, and they have to make reservations in advance."

Fu Qiufeng smiled proudly: "Qiulubai only brews a hundred altars every month, not everyone can drink it."

"It's so precious, how much do we have to pay?"

"Young Master Xiao came to our building to give the old man great face, how can I take your money."

"what?"

Li Fan was very surprised.

Xiao Luo smiled slightly: "I don't know what kind of position Fu shopkeeper holds in Changmen?"

Fu Qiufeng's eyes froze, this Mr. Xiao is very sensitive.

He cupped his hands again: "The old man is a businessman, and he is just an idle offering in Changmen."

The Changmen organization is huge, with as many as [-] members.

Under the leadership of the sect master, there are left and right protectors, gold and silver offerings, and altar masters of the four districts.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qiufeng is a high-ranking enshrinement, and coming here to deliver wine at this moment can be regarded as giving face to the blood list.

"Thank you, shopkeeper Fu. When you have time in the future, I will invite friends from Changmen to gather together."

After the scene was finished, Fu Qiufeng resigned.

Naturally, he came under the order of the guild leader. The recent changes in Tianzi City had already alarmed the Changmen.

A secret order was issued, requiring Changmen to keep an eye on the blood list and a young man surnamed Xiao at all times.

Although the blood list is terrifying, ten blood lists are no match for the person who issued the secret order. The Changmen, which has ten thousand members, is just a dog in the hands of that person.

After drinking the wine of Diaolou Xiaozhu, it's time to meet the beauty of Qianjintai.

Li Fan staggered from drinking, with half of his body on Feixuan's shoulder.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"You can't."

Feixuan pouted: "What's so good about women? I don't want to go to Qianjin Terrace, I want to go to Baiyun Temple."

"Junior brother, you don't understand this. Only when you know all living beings can you become a Buddha."

Feixuan was shocked: "Brother, we are the Taoist sect, not the Shi family!"

"Hiccup~"

Li Fan burped: "It's all Xiao Luo's fault, he recites Buddhist scriptures in my ear every day."

When the three of them walked out of Diaolou Xiaozhu, the window on the corner of the fourth floor opened, revealing Yang Qi's face.

"I didn't expect him to appear here."

Bai Wang Xiaochong listened intently to the conversation and laughter of the three going away: "Are you accompanied by Zhao Yuzhen's two apprentices?"

"Yes, one sword cultivator and one Taoist cultivator."

"I didn't expect Changmen to give him face like this. Ten altars of autumn dew are given away in vain. Some nobles in Tianzi City will have a wine shortage this month."

"Heh, the old man once wanted to bring some jars of Qiulubai home, but shopkeeper Fu didn't give him any face."

"Elder Ge wanted to drink Qiulubai, so I asked shopkeeper Fu to bring all the rest."

"Hahaha, thank you Your Highness."

When the two drank again, they suddenly felt that the fine wine in the jade cup no longer had the same taste as before.

Qianjintai.

Tianzi's largest gambling house, the largest music hall, and the tallest building.

When the three of Xiao Luo arrived, it happened that red lanterns were being hung up on Qianjin Terrace.

In an instant, the night shines with thousands of lights.

At the beginning of Huayang, the Hongmen was popular, the sparse buildings were changed, and the dragons did not lose their style; the purple golden flute, the white jade qin, and the palace lanterns were in full bloom at night.

Walking into the building, eyes are full of red, and the fragrance is intoxicating.

"A lot of women."

"They are all beauties."

Li Fan and Fei Xuan stared blankly at the female prostitutes who rushed forward.

"Young master, Xiaohong from my slave family, let me serve you, okay?"

"My lord, let Xiaoyu serve you~"

"This handsome little gentleman, my sister doesn't want money tonight, so hurry up and go with my sister~"

"presumptuous!"

At some point, Xie Yuanfang stood in front of Xiao Luo, with a clang of the bone-breaking knife at his waist, suppressing the noise of several prostitutes.

"Oh, it turns out that a distinguished guest is here, please come to the second floor quickly."

The madam, who had been watching coldly, hurried up, pushed the prostitute away, and led the three of them up to the second floor, into a separate room.

This room is small and ornate, with the stage in the middle and a row of seats opposite.

At the moment, there is no one else.

When the three of Xiao Luo sat down, the bustard asked with a smile: "My lord, what kind of dance music do you want to watch?"

"What does Qianjintai have?"

The old bustard Qu pointed out: "That's a lot. In addition to the Yayue of our Beili, there are also nine pieces of Yanyue, Qingshang, Xiliang, Qiuci, Shule, Kangguo, Anguo, Funan, and Gaoli. It's from the local area."

"I heard that Qiuci Huwu is good."

"The old slave understands, please wait a moment, the young master, and the old slave will make arrangements."

Soon, seven or eight Hu people walked in and sat on the edge of the stage.

Xiao Luo carefully looked at the musical instruments in their hands, the bow-shaped harp, the quxiang pipa, the panpipe, the harp, the Jiegu, the bell, and the cymbals.

There are seven musical instruments.

In the middle is a dancer with bare breasts and arms. She wears a golden nose ring and covers her face with a white scarf, revealing a pair of huge eyes.

With a slender waist, pink and white feet, the gold silk kimono on her body only covered her breasts, and even her navel was exposed.

Fei Xuan couldn't bear to look directly at him, and hastily closed his eyes.

Li Fan's eyes became more blurred, and he didn't know if he was drunk or drunk again.

The dancer smiled and bowed to salute: "My servant Qiyan, I will dance for you."

Immediately, the drums beat, the pipa sounded, and Xiao Sheng swallowed.

Qiyan is like a golden flower, blooming in the middle of the stage.

Seeing her swirling silk wrapper, Xiao Luo suddenly thought of the Buddha's Wrath Tanglian.

Like, very similar.

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