Today it was Mu Lang's turn to deliver the meal, she knew that the young master would be tortured to the point of not being a man, and the whole person was crying in distress.

However, she knew that the young master needed to undergo the most rigorous training in order to realize her dream, so she could only stand outside the training ground with her food in hand, and prayed to the sky with her hands folded, praying for peace.

The rain was heavy, someone fell to the ground and snored, and Mu Lang walked over with a bamboo umbrella.

The smell of the wooden barrel of rice aroused the gluttony, and she was sleepy-eyed, so she bred up and woke up, her body was still wet, and God was still raining heavily.

Mu Lang covered all his umbrellas on the young master's body, but he was drenched in heavy rain.

"Young master, you are too desperate! Every time you fight, you have to be strong, if you say less, they won't hit you so hard," Mu Lang said distressedly.

Xiangmian removed half of the umbrella, knocked her head with a smile and said, "You fool, whether you say something or not, they will still beat you, it's better to make yourself happy." ”

Mu Lang lowered his head, did not answer, and then helped Ying Xiangmian with both hands.

The two got up in the rain and went inside the cave.

The wooden barrel rice with the fragrant smell of white chopped chicken, the fragrant cotton picked up a chicken claw and put it in his mouth, and then said jokingly:

"What about Anzhi? she was supposed to be here to deliver food today, why didn't she come, because she was afraid of me. ”

Mu Lang replied hesitantly: "Young master, you are mistaken, it is my turn to deliver food today, but I know her... She's been weird lately. ”

"What's wrong with this little girl, you tell me!" Ying Xiangmian picked up the chicken wings on the side and asked curiously.

Mu Lang shook his head and said, "She has been walking softly lately, as if she is going to fall down at any time, and every day after dinner, I can't see her, and I don't know what to do." ”

After listening, the fragrant cotton with half a chicken neck in her mouth put down her chopsticks and asked with a serious expression: "Does she come back early the next morning every day, and when she comes back, she has some more beautiful jewelry on her body." ”

"Young master, you know everything!" Mu Lang filled a bowl of fish head soup and said with admiration in his eyes.

Xiangmian got up immediately, didn't care that there were still some injuries on his body, and he was still wet and embarrassed, and flew out with the trick of resisting the wind.

In the cave, only Mu Lang held a bowl of fish soup in his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Young master, it's raining too much, drink a bowl of hot soup and change clothes before leaving." ”

The rain was still pouring outside, but the inside of Jinxuan Teahouse was even more lively than usual.

During the day, it is a clean teahouse, with the fragrance of tea and the graceful song. At night, the beauties are like clouds, dancing together, attracting rich businessmen and wealthy sons, lingering here.

The nights are frequented by playboys, and there are also rich mercenaries who often lick knives and drink blood, and they all enjoy the happy days in this drunken dream field.

At this time, a tall and burly middle-aged man with a Pixiu tattoo on his right face shouted loudly: "Anzhi that little is smashing, is it here today?"

Wan Jinniang, the owner of the hall, immediately walked out of a small box and said with a smile: "Why won't An Zhi come back, she is dressing up, and she will come out to serve the master soon." ”

"Even if she knows each other, the girl here belongs to her and is still a little beautiful, and the others are like stewed cabbage in clear soup, without taste," the strong man replied with a smile as he drank a large bowl of wine.

Many of the men present also became happy after hearing this.

Wan Jinniang took the fan in her hand and fanned the uncle with tattoos on his face, and then said with a smile: "Although Miss Anzhi has been ransomed, she still does not forget the great kindness of all the masters, and comes back every day...... I also hope that all of you will have fun today and appreciate more kindness. ”

As soon as Wan Jinniang finished speaking, the entire teahouse was full of people, and it was even more lively than the restaurant opposite.

An Zhi wore a wisp of tulle and led the girls who were only wearing some belly pockets and trousers behind them and walked out, holding musical instruments such as pipa, guzheng, gonghou, and yueqin, and came slowly.

They were surrounded by all men, young, young, middle-aged, old...... They all stared at them with squinting eyes.

Their drunkards no longer drink, and on the beauties, there are not a few dishes on the table in front of them, and these young and beautiful girls are the staple food on their table.

Soon the music sounded, the beauties danced, and there was a foul laugh around them.

After the dance was finished, Wan Jinniang, the owner of the hall, walked onto the dance floor and slowly said to the surroundings: "Uncles, heroes, are you happy today?"

The intoxicated people replied, "Happy!

Wan Jinniang picked up the fan in her hand, pointed at these girls and squinted and laughed: "Look at these girls, they are the best new ones recently, which uncle has the highest bid tonight, and her Spring Festival will belong to the one with the highest price." ”

The surrounding guests looked at the girl they liked and listened carefully with a wine jug.

"There is only one chance, don't miss this auspicious time! The starting price is ten gold coins," Wan Jinniang shouted with a smile at the men sitting up and down.

As soon as her words fell, a skinny old rich merchant shouted: "I will give fifteen gold coins to accompany Miss Anzhi for the night." ”

"That girl is really good, I'll give you twenty gold coins," as soon as the old rich merchant's words fell, another leper with a face shouted at the bidder.

"Lao Tzu gave out thirty gold coins, and Miss Anzhi will belong to me tonight. ”

"I'm forty gold coins" A middle-aged man with a beard and a scruffy beard who was Wu Dalang tall held a coin bag and stood on the table and jumped and shouted, for fear that others would not see him.

Prices are rising, and the atmosphere is intense.

An Zhi, who had a graceful figure of tulle, held Yueqin in his arms, stood on the platform, looked at everyone with a smile, thinking that he would have more money to buy jewelry this month, and he could also add some clothes to Young Master Song Heng.

Her clothes were as rotten as a beggar's fragrant cotton, running wildly under the rainstorm, and no matter how strong the wind and rain were, she couldn't stop her current heroic figure and clear eyes.

Since ancient times, it has been easy to go from simplicity to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to simplicity, but didn't ancient women put chastity in the first place? Why did An Zhi go back to the fire pit.

Now she is really angry, she is going to be angry, she must go to smash the Jinxuan Teahouse, teach the stinky men in it a good lesson, and find a way out for the girls inside.

In the rain, on a small stall sheltered from the rain, Ji Nian was eating a bowl of hot dry noodles, and he found a figure flashing by, and he noticed that the figure was a little familiar, so he chased after him.

He was chasing with an umbrella, and he felt that the person in front of him was Song Heng, and he wanted to know why he was in such a hurry, but his light skills were still a big step behind, and before he got close, the person had already flown away.