Drunken Spring Building. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The drunken spring building carries the dreams of too many people.

In the entire Luoyang City, more than half of the sons and daughters have deposited their souls here.

It doesn't matter if they are poor or not. Even if they go up to the officials and nobles, or down to the peddlers and pawns, when they are fine, they like to come here to find their feelings and cultivate their temperament.

Because for them, although the prostitutes can be divided into spring and autumn, the service is the same, and the money is in place, and they are all uncles.

The current drunken spring building is crowded with people, and it is very lively. Many good-looking girls stood in front of the building to welcome guests, and the knights walked upstairs with a smile. How many young men in brocade clothes are carnivaling in this move. There is a plan to try to get drunk and dream of death. Perhaps, life is so unbearable.

There are drunkenness in the present day, and there are not many days in the present day.

When you are young, you should be frivolous, and don't let the memories of old age and twilight go to one less link.

On the Zuichun Tower, an old man in a red coat looked coldly at the Silver Hook Gambling House, his gloomy eyes were small but as sharp as a needle.

He looked at the back of the old man who swept out of the Silver Hook Gambling House, and then gradually moved away, his expression was slightly stunned, and it took a long time before muttering to himself.

"Even Huo Qiudui's men and horses have been defeated, what kind of disciples did the three old men of Yusan train?"

He finished speaking. He let out a long sigh. Then he turned around and said to the woman who was playing the piano by the window: "Let's all withdraw, Hua Xiaojian and the others will not come,"

After the old man in the red robe finished speaking, he subconsciously tightened the big coat on his body, he didn't know why, he felt that this winter was particularly cold, maybe he was really old. The old ones are no longer adapted to the rivers and lakes.

The sound of rustling came from the girder, and there were five black shadow figures, who jumped down from the girder. Then he followed the old man in red and slowly walked downstairs.

The woman playing the piano by the window stopped fluctuating the strings, he flipped the pipa, removed a dozen plum blossom needles from it, slowly inserted them into the sachet, and carefully put them into his arms. Then the long jade stood up.

In front of the woman on the left side was a big man with a hunchback, and at this time, he swept away the drunkenness just now, and also stood up and walked downstairs. When the big man walked to the door of the second floor, he sneered at a boy in brocade, but the boy in brocade didn't even blink his eyelids, his hands were still kneading the waists of the two beauties. There is no intention of stopping.

At this moment, two sharp short swords suddenly pressed against his throat.

"Take your dog's paws away"

In his arms, the two beauties who were originally full of smell suddenly became as cold as frost, and their bright beautiful eyes revealed expressions of disgust, and they looked at the boy in brocade coldly.

The brocade boy smiled awkwardly and withdrew his hands. Then he watched them go downstairs. Only then did he drink all the wine in front of him.