"Guest, the drinks are here. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mao Jiji walked out of the back room with a glass of wine, walked to Jiukong Xun and gently put down the wine glass.

Jiukong Xun picked up the wine glass and looked in, and couldn't help laughing.

The ghost's golden eyes, which saw through the illusion, reflected the black hair that kept moving.

The death curse that can scare normal people into having no master, in the eyes of Jiukong Xun, is just a boring joke.

[The frequency of this movement, it seems that this hairy prostitute has not gone through the affairs of men and women since she became a demon. In his spare time, Jiukong Smoke still had the mind to look at the distorted evil thing in the cup.

[Judging from the resentment, there was great resentment before death. But the demonic spirit is very weak, and it can only be killed by such small means. 】

Jiukong Xun put down the wine glass, although the hair in the glass writhed extremely terrifyingly, but it obviously didn't look tough.

Judging from this situation, although this hairy prostitute has a big grudge. But he hated men and women very much, otherwise his hair would not look like it could only be tied to ordinary people.

When Jiukong Xun was thinking for a short time in his heart, Mao Jiaoji lowered her head and said to Jiukong Xun: "If the guest is fine, I will retire first......

"Stop."

Mao's footsteps stiffened.

"You wine ......" Jiukong Xun grabbed the wine glass and shook it a few times playfully.

From an angle that others can't see, the gloomy Mao Jiji clenched her fists stiffly, and the black veins on her fists loomed.

“…… It seems to be a little inferior, so let's get water. Jiukong Xun put down his wine glass, and his words were full of ridicule.

Mao Jiji let go of her fist, and her expression softened slightly. Then he turned around and asked Jiukong Xun with some displeasure: "Guest, you can't wronged the small shop for no reason, our wine is no worse than the inferior wine outside." ”

"Are you a geisha or a shopkeeper? How can you care about everything? Jiukong Xun slapped the table and whispered to Mao Ji: "You were the one who served the wine before, and you are the one who answers now." Could it be that your shop is black and black, and you sprinkled black medicine on the wine? ”

Although the sound of Jiukong Smoke was not loud, it was just enough for everyone present to hear it. Someone's face changed, and he put down the wine glass in his hand.

Mao Jiji endured her anger and forced herself to calm down and explained to Jiukong Xun: "Guest, our shopkeeper has temporarily gone out to buy goods, and now I am the acting shopkeeper. After speaking, he also showed the wooden sign pinned to his waist to Jiukong Xun.

As for the so-called shopkeeper in the past? It has long been "disposed of" by Mao Ji.

"Tsk, okay. The little girl who acted as the shopkeeper. I won't drink this wine anymore, I'll drink my own drink. Jiukong Smoke tore off the wine gourd pinned to his waist, gently peeled off the corner of the mask, and poured wine on the spot.

But Mao Jiji didn't care about this person's rude words at this time, but peeked into the exposed corner of the mask with a curious face.

I have to say that this newcomer has a mysterious aura all over his body, which makes Mao Jiji very interested. Especially the ghost mask on his face, which made Mao Jiji curious about his face.

What does this man look like? After all, it was a monster that had not been born long ago, and Mao Jiaoji still retained some girlish nature for the time being, and stood on tiptoe and looked very curiously into the corner of the mask lifted by the nine airs.

"Gollum ......" Jiukong smoked down the mask, tied the wine gourd back to his waist, and said to Mao Ji, who was constantly watching, "What are you looking at?" ”

"No, nothing." Mao Jiji lowered her head in a panic, just now because of the wrong angle, Jiukong Xun noticed her.

[This person seems to be very powerful...... Don't act rashly until necessary......] A drop of cold sweat silently flowed on Mao Jiji's forehead.

[Even if you add her age before her death, is this Mao Jiji really twenty years old? How can such an unworldly appearance? The corners of Jiukong Xun's mouth twisted.

Now it is basically impossible for Mao Ji, who is being watched by Jiukong Xun, to want to do the black hand, and if she gets close to Jiukong Xun, Mao Jiuji is very likely to lose her life.

But if you don't see the face under the ghost mask, Mao Ji's heart will be as uncomfortable as being bitten by a bug.

Every day, I see a scoundrel in the market, and today such a mysterious person suddenly came, which naturally aroused the curiosity of Mao Ji.

[What should I do...... Wait a minute. 】

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mao Jiji's mind.

[Maybe that's how it goes...... It works! 】

Thinking about it, Mao Jiji made up her mind and walked towards Jiukong Xun again.

"Guest, I'm very sorry that the wine doesn't taste good...... Mao Jiaoji lowered her head, tried her best to put down her posture and apologized to Jiukong Xun.

"So what." Nine Sky Smoke is still concise and to the point.

"As an attribution, we will serve the best drinks...... and a short performance of my own. Mao Jiji bowed deeply towards Jiukong Xun.

As soon as these words came out, the group below immediately began to whisper.

"Do you hear that...... That legendary geisha actually said she was going to play for that person herself? "Such a beautiful girl must be ...... by that guy"

Listening to the words of the crowd, Jiukong Xun touched his mask and began to think.

[Hmph...... I'm still a little confident in my face. As long as it's not a guy who likes men, even a woman can't help but look at me a few times......] Mao Jiji secretly glanced at Jiukong Xun, who seemed to hesitate, with a slight smugness: [When you agree, I will take you to a separate room and kill you at the right time......]

As everyone knows, what Jiukong Xun thinks is very different from what Mao Jiji expected.

[This hairy prostitute is not sick in the brain, right? ] Jiukong Xun thought carefully for a while, and finally determined that maybe this Mao Jiji was really a little lacking in heart.

Although this Mao prostitute is very good-looking, it is different in the eyes of Jiukong Xun, who sees through all the vanity.

It's impossible for anyone to be tempted by a demon girl with flying black hair and a demonic aura, right? No matter how good-looking the face is, the momentum alone will scare and paralyze a pile of waste materials.

[However, maybe some people just take this bite and maybe? Jiukong Xun thought very seriously: [This Mao Jiji wants to calculate me, then I will calculate it. 】

"Playing alone? Sounds good. Jiukong Xun leaned back slightly, took out a large stack of money tickets from the black robe and slapped it on the table: "But I have a better suggestion."

Everyone on the field stared at the large stack of money tickets, including Mao Ji.

Not to mention those mortals who are a little interested in getting rich, even Mao Jiji herself has never seen so much money. The money tickets stacked here alone could buy twenty or thirty such shabby taverns.

Mao Ji, who was disrupted by Jiukong Xun's plan, secretly gritted her teeth, she really couldn't think of what Jiukong Xun was doing here with so much money.

"As you can see, I bought you." Jiukong Xun pointed at Mao Ji, and pushed a large stack of money tickets to Mao Ji.

"Huh?" The stunned Mao Jiaoji could only make such a voice of unknown meaning.

Jiukong Xun looked at Mao Ji, whose brain was smoking, shook his head and said, "I know the rules here, you can buy the geisha here for twice the price of the ransom." I don't know how much your ransom is, but it's probably enough here. ”

Mao Ji, who had just reacted, felt a strong sense of shame that made her face flush red, realizing that she was forced to hold back tears of humiliation by Mao Ji, who was fighting against the first army, and glared at Jiukong Xun through gritted teeth.

[Damn...... Damn it! This guy ...... Actually...... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to tear you to pieces! 】

Looking at Mao Ji, who was constantly trembling and about to cry, Jiukong Xun said lukewarmly: "You can decide for yourself, willing or unwilling?" ”

The Mao prostitute, who felt that she had reached the limit of shame, trembled even more violently, and finally replied with difficulty in a voice as thin as a mosquito towards the nine airs.

"I ...... I...... I would like to ......"

"Huh?" Nine Sky Smoke snorted.

"I ...... Willing to ......"

After saying these three words with all her strength, Mao Jiji's tears of humiliation could no longer be held back, and tears continued to pour down from her delicate face.

[This shameless man...... I'm going to kill you later...... Certain! 】

Looking at the crying Mao Ji, Jiukong Xun touched the nose of the ghost mask with some weakness. Because at this time, even if the ghost golden pupil looked over, he only saw a crying weak girl...... and long black hair that flutters.

[Could it be that it has gone too far...... Looking at Mao Ji, who was bent over, but still trembling, Jiukong Xun was a little embarrassed.

The face seems to be really crying, and the golden eyes of the ghost have the ability to sense emotions.

Now this situation is like Jiukong Xun's continuous oppression of the helpless girl, and the scum scoundrels who were originally sitting there drinking can't help but point at Jiukong Xun.

Jiukong Xun was also quite embarrassed, but when he thought of the shopkeeper who had just died without even a corpse, and so many people who were killed by Mao Ji's own hands. The little embarrassment of Jiukong Xun couldn't help but disappear without a trace, and he turned back into that emotionless ghost.

[This guy in front of me is a monster, and his mind is full of thinking about how to harm me. Jiukong Xun looked at the crying girl indifferently, and his hand involuntarily rested on the hilt of the black knife.

"If you want a room, come with me, I really want to be called 'See, See' and 'Legendary Geisha'." Jiukong Xun added an extra accent to the word 'insight and knowledge', and was instead considered to be a lewd () evil womanizer.

Jiukong Xun didn't bother to pay attention to the scoundrels who pointed at him, anyway, these guys drank the "wine" of the monsters, and all of them wouldn't survive tonight.

On the contrary, it was the Mao prostitute in front of her who was covered by the shadow of bangs, but Jiukong Xun made a difficulty.

What to do?