"Since you are fleeing, why bother sending Qinglian to this Qinglou, don't you know what it means here?" asked Yinniang.

"Of course I do. It's just that we have reasons why we can't do it. After opening the bag, my brother and sister did not immediately flee as they were told, but went back to their home in disguise. Do you know what we saw?" At this, Ziyu's expression became a little hideous, which was very different from his original clear and quiet appearance.

"It's... What...?" said the silver lady's voice, which was a little frozen.

"The originally prosperous people are only left with a piece of smoke. It is said that the fire burned for two days and two nights! Regardless of the kindness of the parents, this revenge for killing relatives alone must be avenged!" A trace of murderous intent appeared on Ziyu's face.

"This—" Silver Lady was a little frightened.

"We came to this Qinglou, one is to survive, and the other is to find out the news and clues of the enemy. Yinniang, you should also know that the distinguished guests of this Chunyuan are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there must be masterminds in it who know the disasters of the year. Ziyu's tone slowly softened.

"Of course. It is indeed our fault to conceal our background! Yinniang also said before that she is unwilling to take in innocent people, so today's calmness means the resignation of the three of us. Ziyu took a step back and made a farewell salute. Then he pulled Mao Qing with one hand, and pushed Mo Yi with the other hand to go to the entrance of the hall.

"One... Two..."Ziyu whispered silently, looking at him in confusion, I really didn't understand what he was calculating.

"Wait!!" Ginniang's voice suddenly came.

When Ziyu heard this, a smile instantly pursed on her lips: "I knew that before I counted to three, she would keep us..."

Mao Qingzhi looked at him stunned, thinking, this is really a scheming thousand-year-old snake spirit!

"Is there anything else Yinniang would like to instruct?" Ziyu asked without replying.

"Ahem~" Yinniang cleared her throat, "I actually like to do some good deeds, as long as you promise not to startle the snake to find out the news, I will also allow you to be here." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked over first and pulled back to Maoqing.

"Now that you have the favor of your parents and have such a good skin, if you use it to find your enemies, I'm afraid it is also what you hope for?" asked Yinniang.

"Yes. Mao Qing pretended to answer with low eyebrows.

"Come, I'll see how soft your body is. The silver lady wrenched her wrist, "Can you be a horse?"

"It's easy!" replied lightly, and with a sliding step, he spread his legs out and sat on the ground.

"How much can you do to stand up and bend back?"

Mao Qing nodded, and did it one by one, and the corners of Yinniang's mouth smiled bigger and bigger.

"I didn't think that this basic skill was passed, who taught you?" asked Yinniang.

Mao Qing thought to himself, isn't it more than enough for me to practice swordsmanship to deal with your requirements?

But he still pretended to be innocent with a smile on his face: "Doesn't I have to do farm work?

"Then the next thing is to learn some dance moves, and I'll let the dancer teach you. Once you have completed your studies, you will be the 'Oiran' of this Hundred Flowers Banquet!" said Yinniang with a smile.

"What is an Oiran?"

"This Oiran, of course, is the highlight of the Hundred Flowers Feast. I don't know how many sons and daughters will spend money to buy your Spring Festival!"

"A moment of Spring Festival..."Hao Qing felt that this word had been heard in the mortal world, thought about it carefully, and suddenly reacted, "Didn't you say that you don't sell your body when you sell your art?"

"Then what are your own skills that you can already sell?" asked the silver lady playfully.

“....”

Mao Qing was speechless, and I didn't know if eating and sleeping counted...

"Besides, I don't know anyone else. It's just that among the distinguished guests I referred to before was 'Fang Jinyu', the son of the owner of the gambling house in this town. If you want to find out the news, it is a good idea to wait for him. Yinniang continued.

Mao Qing's mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, and being in the center of the Qinglou can see the gambling house, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?

Seeing that the three of them had no intention of refutating, Yinniang clapped her hands and summoned Xiaoju and told her the follow-up matters, and then left the middle hall to check the procurement of the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

Mo Yi also left with Ziyu first and began to prepare for the rehearsal of the music.

"It really turned into a betrayal this time, it seems that something is not good!" Mo Yi said lightly, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"As long as you come in this kind of place, don't think about the false lie of 'selling your art but not selling your body'. It's just that who is she? Can mere mortals help her? At that time, if she is asked to use some tricks, she will definitely be able to get away with it. Ziyu still chuckled and replied.

Mo Yi thought about it carefully, and it was indeed the case, and he was relieved.

Mao Qing was arranged with four dancers to teach in turn.

It was another whole day of bombardment, and she thought to herself that she was still an elf, and if she was a mortal, she would have died of 'overwork' long ago.

It's just three days in a row, and there seems to be no progress in the dance skills. Mao Qing became more and more worried, and almost in his dreams was the voice of the silver lady.

At night, she lay alone on the small table by the window, rubbing her thighs that were a little sore, and looking at the full moon in the air that was missing a small horn, her brows furrowed tightly.

He pursed his lips and pointed at the moon, "Can't you slow down a little longer?

"Heh~ The old man in the same village once said that when you point to the moon at night, when you are asleep, it will come and cut off your ears. ”

A tall figure blocked her view of the moon, Mao Qing squinted slightly, and looked at the past with her back to the light, and it was Mo Yi who came.

"Is there any progress?"

"Don't mention it, don't mention it! I always feel that this body can't match the music! Also, even if I try to imitate the dancers' demonstration posture, the movement is still very stiff, and I think I should give up!" said Mao Qing, dragging his cheeks, listlessly.

"If that's the case, then don't listen to the dancers, and don't listen to the music. Mo Yi replied sideways.

"That will make the silver lady angry to death..."Hao Qing thought he was whimsical.

"I mean, you create the dance yourself, and you can do the trick with the music, won't you?" he said in a deep voice.

"Do you think I still have that talent for choreography?" said Muqing self-deprecatingly.

"Aren't you good at swordsmanship? I've seen you dance with a sword, if you make it softer and do some choreography, you will definitely not lose to a skilled dancer." Mo Yi asserted with great certainty.

"But I can't take a sword on stage, can I? I will scare half of the people away before I even start jumping. Mao Qing said with a frown.

Mo Yi smiled at Mao Qing: "So, what about holding a bouquet of flower branches?"

"This... You can also think about it, at least it's better than my current situation!" Haoqing nodded, recovering some of his spirits.

"Alright. You don't have to worry anymore! The worst is to roll up and leave, the clues can't be found here, and there are still opportunities in the future, so don't be too reluctant. Rest early!" Mo Yi finished and placed a white pear blossom on the lattice through the window, and then turned to leave.

Mao Qingtan stepped forward and spread the small white flower in the palm of his hand, and the faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

I don't know if it's the insects chirping tonight, the moonlight is hazy, I always feel that Mo Yi is particularly gentle tonight, just like the breeze that just blows, she thought.

On the second day, Mao Qing held back for a long time, and finally made up his mind to tell Yinniang his idea.

I thought I would be preached immediately, but when I saw the silver lady and her pleasant appearance, I was not used to it.

"Do you agree?" asked Mao Qing tentatively.

"Being surrounded by the three of you brothers and sisters all day long, my brain is becoming more and more abnormal. But I like new ideas, and with your previous performance, I have no choice but to use dead horses as a live horse doctor. Yinniang sat down at the table with Erlang's legs crossed.

Mao Qing was happy in his heart, thinking that he would no longer have to be preached and directed by those dancers.

A little fluttering, turned around and walked out.

"It's just..."Yin Niang paused, and Mao Qing immediately stood aside and listened solemnly.

"It's just that it's a little difficult for this music to follow your dance, isn't it?" asked the silver lady with a frown.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mao Qing immediately waved his hand, "This kind of thing will be handed over to Xiaoshi, oh no, it's handed over to my brother!"

"Then give you two days, and let me take a rough look at it!" commanded the silver lady.

In fact, don't talk about cooperation, because the three of them rehearsed separately, and Mao Qing basically didn't listen to Mo Yi and Ziyu's performance, so this tacit understanding is not half a point.

But time was running out, and when she got out of the middle hall, she immediately found Mo Yi and Ziyu to discuss choreographing dances and dance music.

Mo Yi and Ziyu sat on the side unhurriedly, wanting to see her dance first.

Mao Qing was not in a hurry, walked to the peach blossom tree nearby, and broke a peach blossom in front of him.

The toes are on the ground, the left shoulder is lowered, and a few light jumps and spins are still meaningful.

After the dance, Ziyu slapped her hand lightly: "Not bad! You have to think that this is dancing, not killing. ”

"In other words, I don't have a big problem here, can you cooperate?"

"Try it and you'll see. Mo Yi was still in a vigorous and resolute state, and after speaking, he put the flute to his lips and blew out an extremely beautiful and graceful tone.

Ziyu followed, with a flick of the yaoqin, and the music tide was like a spring water.

Mao Qing's heart was stunned, and this prelude really matched the rhythm of her dance.

So I chose a weak note point and began to intersperse it with my own dance.

This Mo Yi and Ziyu are also strange, obviously they were strangers before, but the coordination of this music is really seamless. After the whole dance, it can only be described by the words 'complementing each other'.

Wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, smiled, and shouted with a little excitement: "I always feel that we are the people we are destined to meet!"

The bamboo flute left his mouth, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Yaoqin was messed up, and Rui Mei jumped.

As soon as these two people heard Mao Qing's words, their hearts were in turmoil...