The sunset is dusk, the Mekong River under the sunset is sparkling and microwaved, and the squires and magnates on the bridge on the river, and the literati are all buying the Xi Shi Huan yarn picture made by Yang Huaiping......

At this time, a literati in a gold-threaded robe and an official wearing an official hat had some quarrels and scuffles because of the rush to buy Xi Shi Huan yarn map.

However, the people around them all turned a deaf ear to the scene in front of them, and they all focused their eyes on the Xi Shi Huan gauze diagram in Han Zhongli's hand.

After a while, Yang Huaiping's Xi Shi Huansha Tu was coaxed to five hundred ingots of red gold, at this time Han Zhongli immediately said: "Then five hundred ingots of red gold, those who can pay up to five hundred ingots of red gold stand aside, Xi Shi Huansha will be determined by lottery to determine the final owner, if unfortunately there is no Xi Shi Huanshatu, you can come to me to take away the deposit paid!"

Hearing this, the people who watched the excitement and the people who were tired of raising the price became silent, and the bustling crowd instantly left only a dozen people standing in front of Han Zhongli.

Since five hundred ingots of red gold is not a small amount, the remaining dozen or so people are all asked to go back to their servants to get it, and after a long time, Han Zhongli collected the red gold that the remaining dozen people sent back to the mansion, and he took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve and began to let the group who paid the deposit draw lots in turn.

In the end, Xi Shi Huanshatu asked a scholar in a gray cloth shirt, with a pair of narrow eyes, to draw a suave scholar, and he put the painting under his arm with a satisfied face and turned away.

At this time, most of the people around Han Zhongli left with a disappointed and depressed face, and those who were reluctant to give up Xi Shi Huanshatu took three steps and made two parts to catch up with the scholar in gray cloth and beg him to transfer the painting.

The people who left from Han Zhongli walked up to Yang Huaiping, who was leaning on the railing on the bridge of the Hengmei River to see the scenery, and asked him if he had any similar paintings.

Yang Huaiping looked at the crowd around him who were asking him trivial questions, he just smiled knowingly and didn't say a word.

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At this time, Han Zhongli wrapped five hundred ingots of red gold and handed it to Yang Huaiping, he looked at Yang Huaiping and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, I see that you have broken off seven emotions and six desires, and you have the appearance of a fairy, it's good to go with me!"

"Good!"

Yang Huaiping carried the package containing five hundred ingots of red gold behind his back and replied very cheerfully.

After Han Zhongli smiled indifferently at Yang Huaiping, he stepped on the surface of the Hengmei River and flew into a pavilion by the water in Luzhen, followed by Yang Huaiping.

At the moment when Yang Huaiping fell to the pavilion, Han Zhongli suddenly waved a banana fan and fanned Yang Huaiping for a burst of fragrant wind, but Yang Huaiping fainted in the pavilion in an instant.

Han Zhongli looked Yang Huaiping who was in a coma up and down, he shook the banana fan and muttered: "Zhenyuan Daxian said that I should help him find an apprentice in the Earth Immortal Realm, Xiaoyou, you cut off the seven emotions and six desires, you are really a good candidate, but under my closer look, there seems to be a trace of lingering green silk in your heart, so I have to try you again!"

As he spoke, Han Zhongli conjured up a spring worm in his hand that could disturb people's minds and make people lustful, and he cast a spell to make the Gu worm fly into Yang Huaiping's ears!

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In a trance, Yang Huaiping had a strange spring dream, in which he was in a mountain thatched hut with green steps on moss marks and green grass curtains, with the cold light of a bright white moon pouring down from the sky, holding a yellowed scroll in his hand and studying it intently.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of his house by a woman of about seventeen or eighteen years of age, with affectionate eyes, a graceful figure, a beautiful face, and a beautiful face.

When Yang Huaiping heard the knock on the door, he couldn't help but put down the scroll in his hand that he cherished and regarded as a treasure, and opened the door with a squeak.

The good-looking woman walked into the room, and she said very euphemistically that she was going back to her mother's house and got lost in foggy weather, and wanted to spend the night.

When Yang Huaiping heard that the good-looking woman in front of him was going to spend the night, he glanced at his humble room with only one quilt, and couldn't help but feel a little ripple in his heart.

Immediately, Yang Huaiping said to the good-looking woman who came into the house: "In that case, the girl will come in and sleep, and I will go out and spend the night!"

"Childe, the slave family is a poor body, a person of grass and trees, how can this be bearable, if the son does not dislike it, please also ask the son to sleep with the slave family!"

Yang Huaiping picked up the yellowed scroll on the side and hugged it in his arms, and he said to the beautiful woman: "The girl's kindness is in her heart, there are books, even if the night is long, Xie does not feel lonely and lonely!"

At this time, the good-looking woman suddenly hugged Yang Huaiping's waist with a pair of soft and boneless little hands, and she said softly: "Son, don't shirk anymore, the slave family is willing!"

Yang Huaiping suddenly felt his heart beat wildly, and after a long while, he came back to his senses, smiled flatly, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said, "You are very good, but you are not Ruoke, can you understand what I said?"

"Childe used to have a wife, but which man in this world is not pretentious and likes to spend time and drink, Childe doesn't have to be self-contained, the cold scroll in your hand, how can it be worthy of the merry and happy when we went to Wushan together, besides, we do things for men and women in this barren and remote place, and no outsiders know, it will not damage Childe's reputation and ruin Childe's career!"

The good-looking woman opened her mouth with a good face, and at the same time pulled the clothes she was wearing under her shoulders.

Yang Huaiping saw the snow-white fragrant shoulders exposed on the beautiful woman's body, and his heart that had just calmed down began to become restless again.

However, Yang Huaiping had not lost his mind, he reached out and grabbed the hand of the good-looking woman who continued to take off her clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, please respect yourself!"

The woman with a good face hugged Yang Huaiping and said: "Son, I don't mind if I am a woman, why are you a manly husband so twisted and pinched!"

Yang Huaiping felt a silky and delicate feeling coming from the woman with a good face, and he suddenly felt his brain clouded, and he took advantage of the situation to carry the woman with a good face to the bed of the thatched house, ready to do things for men and women.

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At this time, in the pavilion, the handsome and haired Han Zhongli walked to Yang Huaiping, who was a little drooling from the corner of his mouth, and he sighed and said: "It's still not good, this kid has obviously broken off his seven emotions and six desires, and now he has a lustful heart, no!"

After that, Han Zhongli patted Yang Huaiping's head with the banana fan in his hand, and he woke up immediately.

After Yang Huaiping opened his eyes, he couldn't help but look around in a daze, as if he was looking for the good-looking woman who was lingering with him.

At this time, Han Zhongli turned into two buns on the top of his head, the beard was too belly, big eyes, red face, holding a fan, and showing his breasts, he glanced at Yang Huaiping meaningfully, and then shook the banana fan, and drove away......