The Demon Soul is Coming

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Inside the Tiancui Building, it is magnificent, because it is daytime, and the doors of Tiancui Building are usually not opened at this time, although there is a treat from the "little son", the people on the two floors combined are not too many.

The "little son" didn't show up, he was having fun at a high place through a bead curtain, and he could only hear the cheers and sex of a group of girls behind the curtain, as well as his various unbearable voices, the voice was slightly childish, obviously Young, but very indulgent.

Everyone didn't care about him, the so-called romantic celebrities come when they are happy, and leave when they are happy. You treat guests and I am a guest. As for why you treat guests, that is your business, and it is none of my business.

So everyone gathered together, those who knew each other and those who didn't, had a few glasses of wine, and the girls hugged each other, and it became lively all of a sudden.Liu Sang also hugged a girl in the building, and touched him a few times. The girl was so happy to see that he had a wicked heart and no courage, and in turn bullied him to death.

Looking at it again, Xie Xie and the others hugged left and right, letting loose, which was completely different from his impression of them in the past few days.Think about when they get along with each other on weekdays, they talk about those second-generation ancestors one by one, how those second-generation ancestors spend their days and nights, have no shame, ruin the family's reputation, and feel ashamed of their ancestors... It really is not because of how gentlemanly they are and how righteous they are. , but because of envy, jealousy and hatred?

When it was busy, the young master's laughter came from behind the curtain: "It's boring to drink and have fun. Why don't you write some pornographic poems and see who can do it well. If he can do it well, let the girls around him drink and have fun." You have to take off two clothes, and if you don’t do well, you will be punished with wine.”

The heads of the crowd were already on the rise, not to mention that in this kind of romantic place, nonsense is a common thing, so they followed suit.Someone shouted excitedly: "The master comes first."

He was originally a person to treat guests, not to mention that the erotic poem was really well written, which naturally aroused everyone's applause.Someone even shouted: "What a 'golden stalk when the dewdrops hang', the young master is indeed a seasoned veteran."

The little boy smiled and said: "Miss Tianxiang, everyone agrees, why don't you take it off?"

Tianxiang Zhuyue smiled coquettishly, "Young master is good at teasing people."

The little boy laughed: "You don't take it off, I will help you take it off." There was a sound of nonsense from behind the curtain.

Xie Xie and the others were envious and jealous. Xiang Zhuyue was a famous chicken in Yingdu, and she always put on an attitude of being a showman without selling herself, pretending to be aloof. , Sure enough, the so-called "selling art but not selling oneself" actually depends on whether others can afford the price?

At the same time, I am even more curious about the identity of this "little son". It is natural that it will not be an ordinary person who can take over Manfu Pavilion and Tiancui Tower, and let Tianxiang Mingyue, who has always put on a high profile, be so flattering.

The erotic poems continued one after another, although there were good and bad ones, but all the "celebrities" booed in groups, each with a charming smile, half pushed and half pushed, and immediately the floor was covered with flowery clothes, and the beautiful skin was dazzling.After all, what everyone wants to see are beautiful women undressing, and bad pornographic poems must be said to be good.

Liu Sang was very surprised. These people don't seem to be so good at composing serious poems on weekdays?How to do this kind of poem is clear and straightforward, seven steps into a poem, could it be that the stomach has already been suffocated?

Although I knew before that the brothel was a place of romance and many famous works came out of this kind of place, but I didn't expect it to be like this.He didn't know, whether it was his last life or this life, in this kind of place, such obscenities and obscenities are the norm. As for the occasional release of a few decent works that will last forever, that's purely accidental.

Turning half a circle and turning to Wang Baohe, the county-affiliated horse obviously had already prepared a draft, shaking his head and saying: "Fang trees spit out flowers and soak in the rain; catkins fly in the curtain without the wind. Green adds apricots, and Yingshu willows; The powder is fragrant and the snow is covered with pine. The melons are hard to discard when put into a vase; the lotus root stems and lotus shreds are chewy and fresh. The oblique bamboo shoots are pierced through the stone near the steps;

After a few sentences, a few who didn't understand thought about the explanation of this poem, and most of them applauded loudly. After all, in this kind of place, everyone's mind is full of that kind of thing, and they immediately associate it.

Liu Sangda was admiring. He clearly talked about the most shameful thing between men and women, but it was full of metaphors. It was obviously a strong metaphor, but it was immediately clear to people, and immediately associated with that kind of thing. Baohe brother Brother Baohe, if you have such a talent for writing poems, why worry about your county princess looking down on you?

The young master applauded vigorously: "Okay, the girl next to you must take off at least four pieces."

The girl was ashamed and wanted to escape, but was arrested by everyone. The women in the brothel originally wore less clothes, but when she took it off, she immediately became naked, and was hugged by Yu Baohe, who molested her in every possible way.

Xie Xie shouted: "Brother Sang, it's your turn."

"Ah? So fast?" Liu Sang groaned in his heart.Where can he compose such a poem all at once?At this time, although he has memorized many classics from Gu Yude, he has not yet digested them. Although he is a time traveler, he remembers many works handed down in his mind, but none of them are pornographic poems.

Liu Sangda was helpless. If it was a serious poetry meeting, he would randomly copy a poem in his stomach, an absolute "handed down work", but this is a brothel, and everyone compares it to pornographic poems. In his previous life, no matter how good it was It is impossible for pornographic poems to be "handed down", so he has a stomach full of ancient poems, and none of them can meet the occasion.

However, everyone was in a hurry, so they had no choice but to groan: "Two orioles sing in the green willows, a group of egrets go up to the blue sky..."

Xie Xie booed, "Brother Sang wrote pornographic poems?"

"Listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation," Liu Sang hurriedly said, "These two sentences are about two girls taking off their clothes under the willow tree and pretending to be a fake phoenix, and a boy hiding behind a rockery while peeking and solving himself. Finally couldn't hold back the light. Xie Xie shouted: "It's too obscure, drink, drink. "

The girl next to her said, "My lord, sister feed you." She took a sip of wine and wanted to feed Liu Sang.

Liu Sang quickly grabbed the wine glass: "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." The hall laughed even louder.

Liu Sang finished the wine and sighed in his heart. I used to read those time-travel novels, and they also copied poems. Others copied them into poets and poets. I copied two famous lines of poetry saint Du Fu, but in the end I still had to drink. It’s really time-traveling The shame of those who.

At this moment, an alertness suddenly arose in his heart, as if something shot at him like an arrow.He turned his head in astonishment, but he didn't see anything, but the feeling of being on his back couldn't be eliminated, as if someone was staring at him.

The hall was still lively, but this feeling of being watched could not be eliminated, and it made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.In addition, it would be bad for the lady to find out if the trouble continued like this, so he found an excuse to leave.

Forget it for the others, but the elder sister beside him refused to let him go no matter what.In the brothel, guests come and go, she naturally doesn't know who this boy is, and she won't ask, but she is sure, this boy is definitely still a virgin. There is a legend among the sisters that helping a young boy to lose his virginity will cause a lot of trouble throughout the year. If you are lucky, so if you are lucky enough to meet this kind of chick, not only will you not receive money, but you will also be given red envelopes.

Young master, don't run away, I will give you a red envelope...

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