Way of the Devil

Downstairs, hundreds of round lanterns with dragon characters were painted, emitting bright golden light, forming hundreds of light spots, surrounded by a red-red dragon.

The long dragon left and right, rushing out of the lantern, surrounded by light and long dragons, forming an unusually beautiful and lively dragon.

The sky continued to rush up a group of golden red and yellow fireworks, and the three-color fireworks rendered the entire scene golden and brilliant.

When I watched the dragon dance, everyone looked at the dragon dance and went back to the table to drink and eat. All of them were businessmen, no family, and they showed their heads in the quality of cultivation. At this time, they were completely gone. Pretending to be elegant, one by one, letting go of the table.

"Which person can be put in this tenth floor?"

Suddenly an impatient voice came from the side of the table.

Everyone laughed and looked at them quickly.

On the adjacent table, three young and literary scholars are looking at it from a cold eye.

It is one of the white-faced scholars who are talking on the face.

"These elegant places can actually let these vulgar people go upstairs. It seems that this Xunyang Building is getting worse than before." The book said coldly.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhenguo, who has always been unreasonable, has seen no one after he has seen the person who speaks. He has no snoring, but he is quietly drinking and not speaking.

Most of the rest of the people bowed their heads, did not speak, and the voice quickly fell. Even Chen Yuxi bit his lip and still didn't say anything. Among her group, her family is the best. She didn't dare to talk back, obviously the three of them were not small.

"Isn't this a girl of Chen Xixi? It is not the daughter of a merchant. Even the people who make a good date are the people who don't know the number of gifts.

Last time, your brother said a lot of good words in front of me. I lost my smile and said that I would like to give you permission to do it. At that time, I still had some heartbeat. Now it seems that I didn’t agree to do it right. "The other son played a string of beads in his hand and shook his head and smiled.

When Chen Yuxi heard this, he quickly saw the eye and won the eye. He immediately bowed his head and the whole person rose red from face to neck. Her body is even shaking.

But even so, no one dares to rebel against the eight or nine people at the table.

Lu Sheng shook his head in his heart. Look at Song Zhenguo, he clenched his fists, the blood-filled blue veins on his neck, apparently already angry at the extreme.

"A group of cockroaches." The thin-faced scholar sighed softly.

"Did your mother have not taught you what is polite? Or do you want to teach you well, what is education?"

Suddenly a plain voice rang from Chen Yuxi.

The thin-faced scholar originally intended to take care of this group of people, and was about to pick up the glass to continue drinking. I did not expect to hear this sentence suddenly. He suddenly squinted and slammed toward Chen Yuxi.

The other two of the table also showed their surprise colors and looked at Chen Yuxi.

Song Zhenguo violently grabbed Lu Sheng’s hand and glared at him. He slowly stood up and bowed to the trio, and he apologized.

Lu Sheng smiled and stood up. "Noisy disturbs others, we are not right. But malicious words attack a girl, but still a young woman. It seems that the three are not good things."

And 笄(ji) means the age of marriage. The married woman here is at the age of sixteen. And Chen Yuxi is only sixteen. It’s three years younger than Lu Sheng.

"Cowardly!" The thin-faced book stood up and stared at Lu Sheng. "I didn't expect this along the mountain city, actually..."

"Okay, Sud." The only son of the three who did not speak, slowly opening his mouth.

As soon as he spoke, the rest of the two people were forced to endure their indignation, and there was a sense of gloating on their faces. It was obvious that the person who opened the mouth was bigger.

"It's just a small matter, just like this. When the time is up, we should also go." The son of the five senses is correct, the temperament is calm and calm, and the words give people a sense of calmness. It seems that several people’s disputes are in his eyes. And the children are in the house.

"Okay....Since it is the opening of the glory son! Hey!" The thin-faced bookman snorted and stunned.

Lu Sheng has made a direct plan to teach the three people directly. He also noticed that the three people are not far from each other and have a few sharp eyes to look at it, but they are only the level of KONE, just a few more for him. The difference.

The level of KONE also has a high score. For example, the culmination of KONE in the home, one person can deal with two ordinary KONE. Just like practicing a set of martial arts, different people practice it, and the depth of time is different.

What's more, he is now a master of the road, and he is a black-smelling man who is effective in dealing with the demon. He is playing on ordinary people and it is estimated that the power is even more terrible.

Although not really dealt with, but three or five KONE masters, in his eyes is nothing. Even if it is a higher level of generalism, it is equivalent to three KONE forces, not enough fear.

The three men got up and slowly left, and the conflict melted away. Song Zhenguo also sighed.

As soon as the three of them left, Chen Yuxi could no longer stay, and filled his eyes with tears and got up and said goodbye. Lu Sheng was going to send her, and he was rejected by him, and then he left in a hurry.

The rest of the people did not appreciate the interest of the dragon dance. Song Zhenguo sent his female companion and took Lu Sheng and Wang Ziquan to the river.

At night, the Songbai River was calm, and a ship with a red light on the boat slowly slid on the upper reaches of the river.

Song Zhenguo took the two people on a light painting road and took a large painting boat. The boatman who still has the charm is welcoming.

"Song Gongzi, for a long time no see, Juner can always recite you in the ears of slaves."

The ship's mother talked and talked completely without a bit of dust, but it made Lu Sheng look amazing.

"Jun children are free now?" Song Zhenguo smiled and took the lead to go inside.

"Nature, just wait for Song Gongzi to come over." The shipman smiled. "The other two sons, if they have a favorite girl, can also tell the slaves."

The three were led into a separate small room and the room was very elegant.

Then came a row of about ten women in the tulle, all of them are beautiful and charming, and the temperament is elegant, just like everyone. The appearance is also different.

"Three sons Wanfu." A group of women have politely bowed.

"The two brothers pick one, I will ask you today." Song Zhenguo stunned a woman who came in behind and said something.

Wang Ziquan’s eyes were straightened at this time, and his face was so red that he didn’t know which one to pick.

Lu Sheng is calm and casual, pointing at a quiet look, let him sit around.

When the three people got better, they came up with some nourishing herbal teas that could help, and the girls with **** dresses came up to dance.

"Today's business.... Really....." Song Zhenguo mentioned the matter of looking for Yangyang Building today, and his face turned red, and his heart could not breathe.

"Song brother, beautiful girl is next to me, saying that these dejected words, come, drink!" Wang Ziquan began to feel uneasy at this time, and constantly touched and touched the girls around, and some could not wait.

The three girls smirked and comforted Song Zhenguo, and Lu Sheng also Chen Xing persuaded him. Song Zhenguo’s mood was slightly better.

"If I am not mistaken, the three people who sneered at us today, one of them, is the son of the deputy general soldier along the mountain city, Wang Shunyong. If other people are okay, but this Wang Shunyong is different....."

"There is still that Rong Gongzi....The head must be bigger." Wang Ziquan added a sentence.

Lu Sheng shook his head and did not speak. After seeing the bigger world, these characters, such as the son, could hardly enter his eyes.

"What are you doing about these disappointments? Continue to drink! Don't get drunk tonight!" Wang Ziquan said loudly.

Song Zhenguo also threw a happy worry and sipped.

Lu Sheng didn't really like this kind of occasion, but when he looked at Song Zhenguo's mood, he stayed with him until late at night.

Painting a boat to accompany the wine and selling art, not selling the body, when the three people finished drinking, it was already a ugly midnight. It is the appearance of two to three in the morning.

After Lu Sheng and the two separated, I felt quite a bit in my heart. Miss Qian Gongguo, such as Chen Zhenhui, was a rich man. When he met the bureaucrats, he didn’t even dare to say a word. It seems that the status of the merchants in this world is still not high.

He drank more wine, although he was not drunk, but his mind was sober and not sleepy. Leaving the Songbai River, he rushed to the place where he lived, stopped the carriage several times in the middle, and there was no space.

It was too late, not even the coaches, and went back to rest. Then I have to go back one step at a time.

The streets in the middle of the night were cold and clear, and only a few sparse drunks were gibberish.

The houses on both sides are dark, only the occasional big house lanterns in front of the house, shaking with the wind, giving off a faint red light.

The wind is blowing, it is a little cold.

Lu Sheng speeded up. When he reached halfway, he suddenly found that his waist pocket did not know when he was missing.

He touched his body up and down and found no pockets everywhere.

"It must have landed on the painting boat." Lu Sheng remembered that there was a note in the lumbar pocket with the end of the raft, and the key to the door was inside, and could not be lost. Then he turned and rushed toward the painting.

All the way, the road wins back to the original road and returns to the Songbai River. At this time, most of the riverside painting boats were closed, and the hanging practice was put down. The riverside is also a bit deserted.

He returned all the way and quickly found the painting that had come down before.

The paintings have already been docked, the boat is cold and clear, and no one can be seen. The yellow lanterns on the deck are slightly shaking with the river wind.

"It's time for work, the girls are going home to rest, it should be clean time now." Lu Sheng thought, and stepped on the pier.

"Someone?" Lu Sheng called twice. Walk along the deck to the boat.

The paintings were empty, the ground was very clean, and some of the old boards were covered with fine varnish.

Lu Sheng walked in along the entrance of the building, and there was a narrow intestine. When he walked out of the intestines, it was a hall. There were rows of three-story boats on both sides of the hall.

There is a rickety lantern hanging from the door of each wing. The faint red light is reflected from the lantern. The color of the red fire is becoming colder in the middle of the night.

"Someone?" Lu Sheng looked at it, but there was no one in the entire building.

"I remember when I came here, there weren't so many red lanterns here..." His eyes narrowed slightly and his heart tightened.

There are three floors on the floor, five rooms on each floor, a total of fifteen rooms, and red lanterns are hung at the door. The faint red light dyed the entire building in red and was silent.