Chapter 66: Painting the Ground as a Dungeon

Jiang Li nodded silently, it seemed that he really wanted to have a good experience.

Coming to this kind of place, the person who is most familiar with the operation is naturally Zhao Ting, there is no need for him to shout, the old bustard has sharp eyes, and he can see at a glance that he is rich.

"Yo, where did you come from so many handsome sons, I said that the magpie was calling on the branch today, it turned out that there was a noble person coming. Three sons, how many girls are they called today, an ordinary room or a VIP room?"

The old bustard is in his thirties, his face is coated with a thick layer of fat powder, and he has a little wrinkles when he laughs, and the fat powder has a furrow on his face, and Zhao Ting looks disgusted, and he took several steps back.

"Okay, okay, you move a little, call three girls to accompany the master, the appearance should be superior, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting or something must be understood, a first-class room, and the brothers are going to chat. Zhao Ting looked like a nouveau riche, took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, and stuffed it in the old bustard's hand, "The master is not short of money, you must arrange it for me, if it is arranged properly, the consumption cost of the Spring Breeze Ruyi Building tonight will be counted on the head of this son." ”

Hearing this, the old bustard's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the silver ticket, sent someone to do it as required, and personally led Jiang Li and his party upstairs.

Just as Jiang Li stepped on the stairs, the monk in the lobby raised his wine glass, glanced at Jiang Li and them thoughtfully, and then drank the wine in his hand.

However, this action was still discovered by Jiang Li, and he frowned slightly, thinking that he should not know this monk. I hope he didn't come to trouble himself, otherwise I'm afraid he won't be able to be quiet, and the monk's cultivation is not weak.

Soon, Jiang Li didn't have any extra thoughts about the monk downstairs, but had to concentrate on dealing with the girl who came in.

"Xiaodao Chief, your skin is so good, how do you take care of it, tell me about it?" A girl approached Jiang Li and exhaled like an orchid.

Jiang Li swallowed his saliva, I'll go for it, no wonder these two people like to come to this kind of place.

What a great place!

"I've lived in the mountains since I was a child, what, the mountains have enough aura, and my skin is so good. Jiang Li replied awkwardly.

Song Shuyang looked at Jiang Li's small appearance, glanced at Zhao Ting, and almost laughed.

The two secretly poured Jiang Li a full glass of wine, and then made a look at the girl who accompanied Jiang Li and asked Jiang Li to drink.

It didn't take long for Jiang Li to be dazed.

His mind is still quite clear, but his body is a lot bolder to the girl, at least he dares to hug his shoulders, which is much better than just now.

"Nice girl. Jiang Li hiccuped, "It's time for us to go, don't drink, don't drink." ”

"It seems that the hour is almost up, let's go, let's go back." Song Shuyang also spoke in a daze.

Zhao Ting has no opinion, he has a good amount of alcohol, and he is the most sober person.

"Cheng, I'll send you two back. ”

He didn't give the two of them a girl to accompany him, mainly because Jiang Li and Song Shuyang were both Taoist priests, and he was a little unsure if these two people had scruples.

Simply, Zhao Ting took Jiang Li and Song Shuyang to leave the Spring Breeze Ruyi Building, and then went to the inn they had set.

In fact, the inn where they lived and the Chunfeng Ruyi Building were only two streets apart, and they could be reached in a quarter of an hour.

But I don't know what's going on, Zhao Ting clearly remembers that he has been walking for half an hour, and he hasn't arrived yet, as if he has been turning.

"Gross!"

Song Shuyang vomited, and Zhao Ting hurriedly asked him to finish vomiting before continuing to walk.

But not long after leaving, they returned to the place where Song Shuyang vomited before, and Zhao Ting had already noticed that something was wrong.

"Jiang Li, Daochang Song, you two wake up, we don't know why, we can't get out, we keep turning around the street. Moreover, there is no one on the street now, and I am a little afraid. Zhao Ting's face was ugly, and he quickly shook Jiang Li and Song Shuyang.

Jiang Li frowned and squinted one eye, "Don't shake it, if you shake it again, I'm going to vomit." ”

In fact, Jiang Li's stomach is not very comfortable now, and he didn't hear what Zhao Ting was saying at all, if he was usual, he would have found out that something was wrong.

Fortunately, Song Shuyang vomited before, so he was more comfortable, and he was shaken by Zhao Ting like this, and he sobered up a lot.

"Really, wait, I'll see. Song Shuyang touched a piece of rune paper and threw it out.

The rune paper spontaneously combusted in mid-air, then dissipated.

"How is it?" Zhao Ting helped Jiang Li, a little worried.

Song Shuyang also became serious, he looked around, "We are already trapped in the formation, this formation has the effect of imprisonment, just like the class where the ghost hits the wall, we can't go there." He still has to wake up Lao Jiang, the formation is very simple for him. ”

Hearing that it was artificial, Zhao Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of ghosts, especially Ba Tao this time, which really scared him enough.

Zhao Ting hurriedly helped Jiang Li to the side of the stairs and sat down, "Jiang Li, Jiang Li." ”

"Oh, can you call people like that, look at my brother. ”

Song Shuyang simply laughed angrily, drunk people, you just stand beside him and shout at him, there is a fart, you still have to be hard.

He took out a piece of rune paper, stood in the middle of Jiang Li's face, sandwiched between his index and middle fingers, and stomped on the ground with his right foot.

"The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the water god is manifested, Song Shuyang, a disciple of Maoshan, please give the water god a pure water talisman to manifest the spirit, and it is as urgent as the law!"

After Song Shuyang finished reciting the incantation, the spell on his fingertips turned into a water arrow and flew straight towards Jiang Li.

"Whoa!"

Jiang Li was drenched, and instantly became a chicken in the soup, and his hair was hung with water.

It's good to arrive, and the person is awake.

"Old Song, what are you doing, aren't we going back to the inn? What are you doing here with me, and you are still drenching me in water. Jiang Li frowned.

If it weren't for his brother, he would have educated him well and let him know why the flowers were so red.

Song Shuyang looked at Jiang Li angrily and pointed around, "You can take a look, is there something wrong around?"

Seeing this, Jiang Li stiffly turned his head and looked around, and his cloudy eyes became clear little by little.

"Draw the ground as a prison, what's the matter with you, you have come to this formation?" Jiang Li wondered, "I'm still dizzy." ”

Zhao Ting looked embarrassed, "That, I don't know, it's just the way we came, but I don't know why, I just can't go out, so I woke up Daoist Song." ”

Jiang Li patted his brain, and then remembered that he and Song Shuyang were both drunk.

After thinking about it, he was a little apologetic, and looked at Zhao Ting a little embarrassed, "Ah, we drank too much, sorry." ”

"Oh, don't fix these useless things, hurry up and talk about it, can we break the formation, what kind of painting is a prison, we can't be trapped here, right?"

Song Shuyang was very irritable, he vomited on the ground just now, and his body smelled sour, and he was uncomfortable to death.