Chapter Ninety-Seven: Drunken Immortal Pavilion

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And Lu Yu walked alone to these bookshelves with a little dust.

I don't know what kind of material these bookshelves are made of, although the dust has accumulated on them for a long time, but there is no trace of time, after the dust is wiped off, it actually emits a slight light, and there is not the slightest trace of being eaten by insects and ants.

The same goes for the books on the shelves.

picked up a book at random, but saw that the word Tianbang was written on it, and the golden handwriting was strong and elegant, occupying most of the cover.

Turn the first page -

Ask the sky, what is Tianjiao?

On the left is a picture with a stone tablet engraved with some words and pictures on it, which is not real, while on the right is just a short seven words.

Flip back again-

Yue Qinghan, born in the city of worshipping the moon, practiced martial arts at the age of six, was born at the age of eight, was the king at the age of fifteen, was the emperor at the age of thirty-five, respected at the age of sixty, and became a saint at the age of 100.

There is also a picture attached below, in which there is only the back of a woman, standing in the clouds, her hair in a high bun, and all around her, there is a world of ice, and there are snowflakes floating in the sky.

Flip back again-

Nangong Ao, born in Nandu, practiced martial arts at the age of six, was born at the age of eight, was a king at the age of fourteen, was an emperor at the age of thirty-four, was respected at the age of fifty-eight, entered the saint at ninety-nine, called himself an ethereal saint, built an ethereal palace, and stood in the northern region of the Tianwu Continent.

There is also a picture attached below, but there is only this palace in the painting, which is beautiful, and this palace is actually floating in the air, and there are white clouds floating around it.

Flip back again-

Xuanyuan Zhan, the first generation of the god of war, died in the God of War Mountain!

The picture is a golden sword.

……

"Hey, boss......" Lu Yuzheng was fascinated by the talent of the people in the heavenly list, but he was woken up and looked at Xuanyuan Lang suspiciously.

Looking at the sky again, I didn't think that it was completely dark.

"What's so nice about this thing, it's just a record of some Tianjiao biographies, I'll take you to an interesting place." Xuanyuan Lang said mysteriously, and then explored the surroundings first, and saw that there was no one around, so he couldn't help but say, pulled Lu Yu and left.

"Hey, where are you taking me?" Lu Yu asked, he really couldn't understand why this guy was so energetic all of a sudden.

Xuanyuan Lang smiled lewdly, "I'll take you to a good place, you're satisfied, and there is a special event tonight......"

"Hey, since you are a matter of the God of War family, you should know about the first generation of God of War, right?" Lu Yu asked, the description of the first generation of the God of War in the Heavenly List just now was too simplistic.

Who knew that Xuanyuan Lang was slammed, and then pretended to be indifferent and said: "There's nothing to say, so be it, it's better for you to read less of those books, so as not to be hit." ”

Seeing Xuanyuan Lang's reaction, Lu Yu knew that he didn't want to say anything, so he didn't say anything more and let him pull it.

The two of them kept walking along the center of the imperial capital and made several turns.

"It's here, look ahead."

Lu Yu looked up, but saw a large restaurant standing on the shore of the lake across the imperial capital, now the sky has become dark, but this restaurant is still brightly lit, and the lights are pink and a little red, there is a sign standing above the restaurant, Lu Yu can vaguely see the three big characters of Drunken Immortal Pavilion written on it.

You can vaguely hear the sound of talking and laughing from the restaurant, mixed with the laughter of women.

Damn, isn't this the red light district, I didn't expect that there was such a thing in the imperial capital, Lu Yu wanted to turn around and leave, but driven by his huge curiosity, he still walked towards the Drunken Immortal Tower.

[Anchor, don't pretend to be stupid, we can all see it, can't you see it? ] 】

[Yes, donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore. 】

[Anchor, don't look back, or I despise you!] Stride forward! 】

[The upstairs are full of old drivers, and a simple person like me can't see that this is a brothel. 】

……

Walking to the door of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, it was not the same as Lu Yu imagined, there was no woman at the door to welcome guests, and there was no bustard to come out to receive him, but there were two banners on both sides of the doorpost, and one side read, "Women are inferior to maids, and women can be called slaves!" On the other side was a blank banner.

Is this a couplet? Lu Yu looked at this and chuckled.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go in quickly." Xuanyuan Lang was impatient and urged Lu Yu.

Entering the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the hall was already full of people, this hall was already huge, but it still seemed a little crowded, and there were many tables in the hall, but each table was already sitting on it, the identity was obviously not rich or expensive, and there were several women sitting around each table, dressed very enchantingly, but the posture was good.

A mother, Sang, was enthusiastically walking around the guests sitting at each table, looking quite courteous.

This drunken fairy pavilion is divided into three floors, the first floor is extremely hall, a place to drink and eat, the second floor is the room, each room is connected together, around the hall on the first floor in a circle, in addition to the room, there is a specially vacant stage, there are eight women on the stage are playing with different musical instruments, their posture is called superior, plus the level of performance is really good, with a unique temperament, giving people an ethereal feeling, any person can be called the top brand.

"Hey, Xuanyuan Lang, aren't you from the God of War family, can't you sit at a table?" Lu Yu said.

"Low profile! Low-key understand? Xuanyuan Lang said solemnly, "I will never show that I am from the God of War family everywhere. ”

Lu Yu glanced at him with disdain, quietly waiting for the so-called main event.

"Everyone knows the purpose of our coming here, when will the smoke girl come out?" At this time, a seated young man asked, he was about twenty years old, with a jade face and red lips, and he was not bad-looking.

His voice was loud, and the questions he asked were obviously what everyone wanted to know, so the whole hall fell silent in an instant, quietly waiting for the bustard's answer.

"Hehe, it's coming, it's coming." The old bustard smiled and snorted.

"Who's the Smoke Girl?" Lu Yu asked, so many people, many of them are powerful, they are actually waiting for her.

"She is the number one brand who has just arrived here, and I heard that she only appeared once last time, and everyone was shocked, so many powerful people asked to see her, so there is today's play." Xuanyuan Lang explained.

"Have you seen that?" Lu Yu said curiously.

"No, I also heard from people, and I just brought you to open your eyes." Xuanyuan Lang said.

You kid have such a good heart? Lu Yu didn't think that Xuanyuan Lang was really for his own good, it was all about pulling himself into the water, he smiled, and before he could speak, he heard a clear sound of "dong ......", crisp and pleasant, like a fairy sound blowing through his ears, and all the sounds in the building were still.

"The girl is out!" I heard someone burst into cheers, and countless people stood there as if they had been tried to fix themselves.

The door of a room in the middle of the third floor opened quietly, a beaded curtain hung down quietly, and faintly looked at a wonderful figure sitting behind the curtain.