MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 75 black lotus

  Chapter 75 Black Lotus

   "Meet the two bad guys."

  As soon as Chen Yuan and Wang Ping entered the Yanyu Building, the young servant who was waiting at the side greeted them with a very winking look.

  The well-organized arresting yamen servants can be regarded as having some status in this huge Ping'an County, at least, they are much better than some small merchants, so the servants naturally dare not neglect.

   "Two jugs of good wine," Wang Ping skillfully threw a piece of silver.

   "Come on, sir, you can find a place to sit, and I will serve you wine. Later, Miss Xiaoyue will perform a dance. You came at the right time."

  The boy took the money and smiled.

  Wang Ping nodded slightly, looked at each other with Chen Yuan, and sat down in a remote corner at random.

  He looked left and right, feeling impatient, as if he was looking forward to Miss Xiaoyue's appearance.

"Haven't you been in contact with that Xiaoyue girl before? Why are you still so impatient." Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping. In his impression, although Wang Ping was lustful, it was definitely not that he couldn't walk when he saw a woman. Brother Pig on the road.

   Is the old oiran eliminated from Fucheng really so attractive?

  Chen Yuan instinctively felt that something was wrong. If it was really so attractive, it would be impossible for him to come to such a small county as Pingan County from Fucheng.

  Wang Ping smiled awkwardly:

   "I, I have only seen her dance from a distance, and I have never touched her."

   "Then you still say she is very gentle?" Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows.

   "I feel she is very gentle."

   "Wang Ping."

"Um?"

   "Licking a dog will kill you!"

   "???"

  Although he didn't understand what Brother Yuan meant by licking the dog, it definitely wouldn't be a good word. Wang Ping was very sure of this, but he didn't refute it, because he also thought it was right.

  But for some reason, as soon as he entered the Misty Rain Building, he felt an inexplicable impulse.

  Chen Yuan and Wang Ping entered the Yanyu Tower without causing any disturbance, at most only a few people nearby noticed them, and the rest of them were whispering, why Miss Xiaoyue didn't come out yet.

  Chen Yuan opened his sky eyes calmly, a blue light flashed, and looked up and down the Yanyu building, but to his surprise, there was nothing unusual.

   There is no trace of luck at all.

  He was a little puzzled, could it be that he was thinking too much?

  According to the old-fashioned plots in novels and TV dramas, either someone deliberately provoked them, or they might find something abnormal.

  Chen Yuan remained silent, thinking that he must have some paranoia of persecution.

  In fact, since the beginning of time travel, Chen Yuan has always had a deep feeling of uneasiness besides his yearning for martial arts in this world. After all, this is not a harmonious society.

   It's a terrifying world where martial arts are paramount and life is like nothing.

   Soon, the servant who had received the silver brought a jug of wine, Wang Ping filled a glass for Chen Yuan, and said softly:

   "Brother Yuan, try it, this wine is not bad, there is a reason why it is expensive."

  Chen Yuan picked up the wine glass, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly. There was indeed a sweet smell rushing to his face, and then he took a sip lightly.

"good."

  Wang Ping grinned and drank the wine in his glass.

  As time passed, more and more people entered the Yanyu Building, and some couldn't find a vacant seat, so they simply stood aside, their eyes filled with anticipation.

   "Why is Miss Xiaoyue still not coming out?"

   "Yes, yes."

   "I'm waiting impatiently"

  Slowly, some people began to shout impatiently.

  Chen Yuan watched coldly, like an outsider.

   "Zheng"

  Suddenly, a low and melodious guzheng sounded from the second floor of Yanyu Building.

   "Brother Yuan, Miss Xiaoyue is coming out."

  Wang Ping stared firmly in one direction, without blinking, and even held his breath.

  He is not an exception. At this moment, most of the people sitting in the audience, whether they are dignitaries or businessmen, have such expressions.

   Immediately afterwards, another sound of flute and guzheng merged together.

   "唰"

   "唰"

   "唰"

  Three streaks of red silk shot out from the second floor, wrapping around the two pillars in the lobby.

  The next moment, a long-haired woman in red jumped up from the second floor, and the sky filled with petals. The woman's jade feet twirled lightly, stepping on the red silk and dancing gracefully.

  The melodious voice and the floating petals seemed to merge with the woman.

  The graceful figure is spinning in the void, with red silk supporting her feet, like a fairy.

  Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, but focused on the woman's body skills, tossing and moving, extremely light, this woman definitely has martial arts cultivation.

   After a lot of training, this effect can be achieved.

   It's no wonder that the group of people in Ping'an County shocked her as a heavenly being, but the attraction to Chen Yuan is not so great.

"it is good."

   "Miss Xiaoyue is so beautiful."

   There was a shouting sound from below.

  Afterwards, a picture scroll fell from the sky, and the woman in red pulled the red silk from her hand, and the picture scroll opened, and a handsome woman above it poured down a pot of ink.

  Then, the woman in red danced with her long sleeves, stained with ink, and gently flung them on top of the white paper scroll, and her skirt danced like lotus flowers blooming at the bottom of her feet.

  The willow waist swayed gently, seducing people's souls, and secretly sending glances, which can be described as a dance of silk and bamboo.

   Not long after, the sound of the flute stopped, and the woman in red finished the last stroke.

  It was a pair of ink lotus, vivid.

  The woman in red looked back, glanced at everyone in the field, and slowly pulled the red silk and fell to the ground.

  Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, this Xiaoyue girl is indeed extraordinary, with fair skin, oval face, a pair of eyes full of charm, and two thin lines at the corners of the eyes.

   It is indeed older, but it also has another charm.

   "Young masters, it's still the old rules. Whoever can compose a poem that satisfies Miss Xiaoyue will be able to have a good time."

   A gorgeous bustard twisted her body and said loudly.

   "I don't know what the title of the poem is?"

  A young man in a plain blue shirt closed his folding fan and asked with a light smile.

   "Rotten Confucianism."

  Wang Ping snorted lightly.

  Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and said in a low voice:

   "What if you can't make a satisfactory poem?"

   "The one with the highest price wins. It is said that someone paid thirty taels of silver the day before yesterday to get a chance to have a spring night with Miss Xiaoyue." Wang Ping's eyes flashed envy.

  Chen Yuan shook his head, this is completely driving up the price of b, what is the concept of thirty taels of silver?

  A two-year salary for a fast-moving yamen servant.

   Can be exchanged for three Tiger Bone Pills.

  Of course, it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not when the interest comes up.

   "Just take the lotus flower in this painting as the theme."

  The old bustard pointed to the picture scroll hanging on it.

   "Yanyu Lou, Lou Yuyan.

  Miss Xiaoyue looks like Hei Lian.

   To ask what is inside the lotus.

   Break it open and have a look! "

   A big man with a beard on his face suddenly said loudly.

  ——

  Thanks to the support of 1500 point coins from book friends who wandered in the cold night at midnight!

  (end of this chapter)