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Fu Daozi nodded slightly to Lu Zhengkang, with a relaxed posture, and expressed the least reluctance to recognize the decoration methods of these mortals.

Crossing a small wooden bridge, there is a clear spring flowing at your feet, washing all kinds of pebbles, in the quiet daytime brothel, this is one of the few sounds.

Along the way, the old bustard just smiled and didn't speak much. He led them through a somewhat exaggerated artificial landscape, followed by a single room separated by a bead curtain, and a beautifully carved corridor with long and narrow sides. The beautiful black lacquered gold wire grille door, through the thin, dark yellow window paper, you can vaguely see the silhouettes of the elegant women, standing or sitting, or lying on their sides. With locked doors and unbearable papers, guests will know that there are people with low status at their disposal.

When ordinary men come here, their interest will inevitably swell. Just like their production tools, Lu Zhengkang just curled his lips at Fu Daozi, expressing his satisfaction with the environment.

From the stairs up to the second floor, the private rooms here are more spacious. After all, they did not go up to the third floor.

The old bustard led the people and then stepped back, leaving only two men to wander through the maze of complex corridor loops.

It’s more lively here than on the first floor. From time to time, the sound of musical instruments comes through the bead curtain and the partition door, and the ambiguous sky light comes from the end of the corridors, squishy on the floor creaked by countless people. A dry and blurred pool, the tip of the nose can smell the soft pear blossom scent, as if it can lift the soul of a person three inches out of thin air.People are walking on the ground, but the soul is on tiptoe.

At this time, Lu Zhengkang and Fu Daozi looked at each other and knew that this had to be separated for a while. In this kind of thing, there is always the ability to learn from each other, so the two tacitly went from a fork, each Going different ways, didn't even agree when to see you again.

Lu Zhengkang pushed a door casually, and closed the door intimately after entering the house.

Here, you can order food. There is a drawstring, hanging a bamboo tube that can be raised and lowered. Write the dishes you want to eat on the paper, stuff it into the tube, pull the drawstring, and it will fall to the counter. .

Lu Zhengkang was lying comfortably on the bed, and the wife was also lying beside him, with his arm resting on her. This was a well-behaved woman who was originally playing the pipa, but the pipa was already set aside.In this silent time, Lu Zhengkang was just quiet, and she was also quiet.

He grasped the woman's hand, held it in his palm, and looked around, staring at the human skin, the skin on the back of the hand, the fine creases, and the furrows of the skin hiding the pores, like a net, but more Like some water wave, Qingyi.

The dim interior makes people feel uncomfortable, but there is another secret sweetness brought by claustrophobia.

She seemed to be asleep, her head sideways, her eyes closed, her breath sprayed on Lu Zhengkang's well-formed auricle, and the airflow hit the soft skin and bone, vibrating with the deep eardrum.

Lu Zhengkang did not react particularly restlessly.

"Can you play the piano and sing lyrics?"

"Will do."

"I have always been curious about the appearance of some lyric names, I write, you sing to me."

"Ok."

This kind of politeness makes people comfortable, like a loyal old friend, meeting by the water, but maintaining a green attitude.No one depends on anyone, and no one really falls in love with anyone.If you can't find love in the brothel, you will only find yourself selfish, and the prostitute is just a vehicle for the clients to love themselves.

Chapter 794: White Whoring

"Can Xue Ninghui coldly draws the screen, Luomei Flute has been watched three times, and there is no one left.

"I'm a melancholy guest in the world, I know what happened to my lord, tears are running down, and the sound of heartbroken recalls my life."

When half asleep, Lu Zhengkang felt that his soul had finally drifted away.

Floating to where he didn't know, he was flying in the realm of the womb, which seemed to be dreamy and real. Lu Zhengkang was wearing a free and easy linen robe, and his lower body was a cloud of smoke.

He penetrated into the world through the heart seal, and drifted into the universe again, watching the demon's spirit blood filled with demon spirit blood in the demon pool with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Yes, there are imprisoned souls undergoing evil torture and depravity. Slowly, the essence of the blood soul bone will precipitate, and it will fall in the quiet pool under the blood pool, a cloud of blue aerosol, disciple Pour Lu Zhengkang's blood into it, and the blood floated, condensing a thin human-shaped silhouette.

That is his outer demons.

Tired of seeing him, he flew straight to the sky, heading to the southwest of Zhonglu, to an aura of heaven and blessing, and following a secret thought, he landed beside Qing Ningzi, and she was sitting silently and adjusting her breath. , The complexion is much better than the day of separation.

Lu Zhengkang didn't like the feeling of voyeurism. He left silently. On this mountain, there are disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, as well as mortal servants. The one who dominates this place is a gorgeous sword, which is tied to a cliff. The waist of a woman of the day.

Fu Daozi was in another room. He stared at the plump whore in front of him. Of course, his expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with unspeakable pain and shame.Everyone has secrets, and everyone has unspeakable secrets.

He stared at the prostitute, and it took a long time to pick her out, because Fu Daozi wanted to see someone's shadow.

Lu Zhengkang stared at Sheng Yan, this woman had a kind of generous childishness, but when she was quiet and silent, she looked like a palace willow, noble and immortal.

Sheng Yan turned her head and saw a strange spirit floating behind her, she showed a surprised expression, "Are you a ghost? Door god? Kitchen god?"

Lu Zhengkang did not respond, he thought he was dreaming.

"I don't think you're like an unreasonable person. You can break into my sword intent. You are also very good."

Lu Zhengkang stared at the real person Sheng Yan, she smiled naively, and it was a great comfort for a beautiful woman to show such an undefended smile in front of you.

Fu Daozi stared at the slender white pig in front of him. He could feel the despicable flame in his lumbar spine, but he was heartbroken by it.So he just stared, knelt down, watching the piggy back to him, the bloated whiteness made him nauseous, and he couldn't help but want to lick it, just like a goat would lick the white salt. Serious dogs will also show great affection for the secret lard oil from the owner.

Sheng Yan asked, "Can you make a wish here? Shinto monks have such methods."

Lu Zhengkang was dull and speechless. What appeared in front of him were many blurred illusions, a woman who looked like Qing Ningzi, but not Qing Ningzi, a cold woman standing in front of him, looking at Gong Liu's appearance, she was undoubtedly Sheng Yan Now, she was also a very serious person.

Serious, but lively, she is a jade-colored ice wrapped in flames.

Sheng Yan said: "I don’t ask you anything else, it’s too difficult for you. I ask my two disciples to be safe, one is called Fu Daozi and the other is Qingningzi. Fu Daozi is a senior brother. Some, my age, Qing Ningzi is a junior sister, she is a child."

Fu Daozi circled around the feast. For a few moments, Fu Daozi felt great pain. Now he finally calmed down, slowly admired, and got rid of his despicable and low-level fantasies. He smiled and ordered the female cousin to go. Playing the piano aside.

Lu Zhengkang murmured, "I was sixteen years old that year, and she was sixteen years old."

Sheng Yan frowned, "Don't you agree? Then you can go, I won't keep you as a guest."

When Lu Zhengkang heard the clear sword sound, he recovered.

Unconsciously fell asleep.The poem was over, and the female wife lay down in his arms again, her eyes full of admiration and tenderness.

Everything was the same as the guess when he just crossed, Lu Zhengkang copied a good word, and then he successfully prostituted.

The fact is like this. A good word is Ruisby among Fengyue practitioners. A good word can make a prostitute's worth soaring.Siyang is a romantic place, where there are many literati and poker people wandering around, and there are often various romantic affairs. The least of which is the mutual achievement of scholars and famous prostitutes.

Lu Zhengkang is not a scholar, and he is not looking for a famous prostitute. She only has this word and will not become a famous prostitute in the future, but it is okay. The key is that Lu Zhengkang can be a prostitute for nothing, so that a man with only six or two pieces of silver can do it. Go out of this door with your head high.

It was at night that he and Fu Daozi met again. At this time, the sky was still dark, but the brothel was already lively, and the crowd became unclean. The most important thing was that the day-time workers should go back to rest.

The two laughed at each other, and they didn’t say anything. Knowing a person too much will degrade his cute image, so they both maintain a unique and unified silence. This is the Ruisby of the clients. After all, not all the time. Suitable for being a fellow.

They ate in a restaurant nearby. Lu Zhengkang didn't bring money, but Fu Daozi didn't lack money, but Fu Daozi thought Lu Zhengkang was a rich man.After all, a monk who secretly controls a human dynasty, how could he have no money?

With the trust in each other, the two of them eat with confidence.

After all, Fu Daozi is a well-developed old river and lake. He ate halfway through the meal, pretending to make it easier, but actually went to the counter to check out.

Speaking of convenience, Lu Zhengkang is already quite confident in his research on automatic flushing, and he has the opportunity to share it with his good brothers.

After the meal, with a refreshing and comfortable evening breeze, the two unscrupulous monks rushed back to Xinyue Town at night.The moon is fine today.

Sure enough, they slept on their feet at night. The two of them lay on a roof, staring at the starry sky together, confirming the previous conjecture about the karma of the stars and the heavens. They talked a little, and Fu Daozi and Lu Zhengkang agreed that one day, one of them Whoever has cultivated into a living real immortal must go to the sky to see, or both of them have cultivated into a real immortal, and go to the starry sky together.

Lu Zhengkang began to tell the story, of course he was about some martial arts novels. Fu Daozi was very interested in the grievances of mortals, so Lu Zhengkang talked about Gulong, and he was very interested in judges.

After talking about Gulong for a while, Lu Zhengkang felt tired, so he said, "If you want to know what is going on, let's listen to the decomposition next time!"

The two laughed.