At the beginning, Yun Jian's strategy was: to get close to the old man who was full of beauty and fortune, and chat. With his status as a noble son, and his ability to talk to people like a spring breeze, the passers-by will never and dare not refuse to be thousands of miles away. When the conversation was deeper, he used various methods to test and understand the true intentions of the beauty. If the beauty is really miserable, and money plus a little power can solve the difficulty, Yun Jian will never mind helping her.

Everyone was optimistic about Cloud Sword's plan and his ability to put it into action.

There was only one problem with the project:

There are no beauties and old men in the restaurant at all.

According to the information of the shopkeeper, the old man did not eat in the restaurant at all, and directly booked a room and asked people to deliver the food to the room.

- Oh, by the way, this restaurant also doubles as an inn. At first, the boss thought that the guests who were drunk in the restaurant should have a room to sleep in, so they should open a few rooms by themselves, so as not to flow the fat water into the fields of outsiders; Or maybe he wanted to open an inn in the first place, thinking that all the guests in the hotel would have to eat, so it was better to open a place to eat by himself. Regardless of the motive, in short, since the opening of this restaurant, it has been all-inclusive for eating, drinking, and living.

The old man took the beauty and went straight into the room.

When everyone heard the news, the expression on their faces was: Damn? It's still dark, so I can't wait to take the beauty to the room? Aren't they, then, ......

I can't think about it anymore!

When I think about it, it is the men who have to be bloody, restless, and can't wait to kick the door open. He shouted, "Beast, let go of that beauty, let me come!" ”

The shopkeeper comforted them very well and told them one: It's okay, it's okay! At least it's okay for now! The little two sent food and drink and hand towels inside, and saw that the two of them were sitting upright, nothing like that!

But after eating...... It's hard to say......

After everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they remembered the problem after that, and their hearts hung again. A very clever person came up with an idea: "Little Er! Can you give him more spirits, so that he will get drunk after eating, and not tonight? ”

Xiao Er was dumbfounded: "You really dare to think about this guest officer...... This guest officer, aren't you afraid that the guest officer will be more promiscuous after drinking? ”

"So I want you to look for the martyrs! As soon as he took it, he immediately fell to the ground. I can't do anything......"

"This guest officer, you're talking about sweat medicine."

"Anything. Do you have one! ”

"Yes, yes...... It's not sweat medicine! It's a very strong mother. Find a dish with a strong flavor and mix it with this wine mother, I guess he won't be able to taste it. If you eat some, you'll get drunk...... But what if you bring him down? Xiao Er asked.

All eyes turned to Cloud Sword.

Yun Jian said, "I think you're all going crazy. ”

This sentence reflected that Yun Jian's sanity at that time was still very normal. But somehow, Xiao Er still sent that very powerful wine mother to the room. Everyone still took Yun Jian in to inquire about the beauty's life experience and intentions. Somehow...... Yun Jian still went.

The old man collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. The beauty is fine. He sat on the side. Just slightly drunk. The face is red and powdery, more like a concubine who is newly drunk and a begonia is sleepy, so a handful of warm jade and warm fragrance. Yun Jian was about to ask her. Her eyes were slow, her alcohol was deep, and she couldn't answer normally, so she had to wait for him. The old man next to him snorted, turned over, and seemed to be about to wake up again. Yun Jian had no choice but to say "offended", pulled up the sheet next to him, wrapped the beauty, carried it on his shoulder, and took it away directly.

In the Immortal Pavilion, the geisha have already spread out the mattress, suspended the brocade tent, burned the charcoal stove, and decorated the famous incense, waiting for the arrival of the beauty. Yun Jian put the quilt alone, opened it, and the bright color reflected in the room, and the sound of inhaling cold air in a circle.

The clear and beautiful is stunning, the nose is like Qiong Yao, the ears are like jade, the teeth are like braided shells, the lips are like painted Zhu, and the closed eyes are like butterfly wings under the closing, which is not enough to say the half-hidden and half-hidden beautiful scenery.

"What a living baby!" I don't know who sighed. Immediately, someone glared at him, thinking that he was abrupt and beautiful.

The beauty opened her eyes.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, just waiting for the beauty to speak first.

The beauty did not say a word, did not move, although her eyes were open, her gaze was stagnant. If I hadn't seen her open her eyelashes just now, I would have thought that she was not a living person, but a jade statue!

Yun Jian stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the beauty. The beauty's gaze did not change, and she was as if she was dead.

"Is this ......," someone asked, "poisoned?" ”

Xiao Er must have sent in the wine mother. For no reason, who poisoned her?

Yun Jian said again in disgust, trying to raise one of her hands. Her skin is delicate and soft in her grip. Yun Jian lifted two inches, her joints had no resistance, and she let Yun Jian move. As soon as Yun Jian let go of his hand again, that hand fell. This man is like a puppet doll with loose strings!

"This, this ......" everyone was dumbfounded. Turning over and over again, all sorts of mysterious stories emerged that I had heard in an attempt to explain the scene in front of me...... The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes!

Yun Jian was bold and asked, "Dare to ask the girl, do you know your name and surname, where do you come from?" ”

This question made the beauty's eyes blank.

Blank is not blank.

She had been completely blank before, without a trace of life, like an inanimate object. Now, she is at least a little closer to human, and her eyes have changed, not outwardly, but inwardly. One can seem to see her struggling in her own mind for answers. The process was so difficult and moving, everyone wanted to help her, but they couldn't help her.

The beauty finally fished up a thread of memory in the vast sea: "Oh, I ......"

The line was pulled out, and the seaweed and shellfish in the back were brought out, and the content in the beauty's eyes was more: "Hongu-"

The scene was clear, and she said gracefully: "This palace is the mother who was canonized by the saint himself, and he commands the six palaces—"

Everyone present had the urge to kneel down and pay homage to her!

I don't see what she is putting up, in short, it makes people feel that she is really high and soaring in the sky, and it is most appropriate to kneel down to worship.

Yun Jian looked at her and asked slowly, "Then whose daughter are you, and what year did you enter the palace?" ”

The beauty straightened her sleeves in the luxurious posture of a mother, and replied while thinking: "The ...... of this palace"

His eyes changed again.

Her whole person has become clearer and brighter: "This seat was originally a guest on the clouds, forgetting love and forgetting the master." It is not because the elevation is different from the world, but it is really a danger and wants to sacrifice oneself. ”

The four sentences are like chanting and singing, and their sound is winding around the beam, which makes people not know the taste of meat in March. Everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with her, and she is spotless.

"Then why did you come to the mortal world?" Yun Jian asked again.

"Huh!" The beauty's eyes lit up, "It's just for the heroes in the world, and it's hard to get a good head." I knew that everything was not in the middle of nowhere, so what about the beginning? The saint is immortal and the thief is not stopped, kill kill! ”

But when I saw the beauty, she stood up and posed. She didn't kill seriously, but it made people feel that from her, the cold was terrifying. This small warm pavilion seemed to have become a Rakshasa battlefield, and the red light of the charcoal furnace was cowering and trembling.

The musicians were even more affected.

Just because the pace of the beauty's walking and the speed of the finger tapping make them feel very familiar...... What is it exactly?

It wasn't until the beauty leaned over the drum held by one of them, took the drumstick, and struck it to a rhythm that they reacted.

They have all undergone rigorous instrumental training, and they are all familiar with the popular songs and rhythms. The rhythm of the beauty should be "Breaking the Array".

Moved by the atmosphere, they raised their hands to play music like this. But before they could actually play, the beauty changed again.

When they fell down, they still broke the formation, but they were like a fluttering tent blown in the wind, without a little heroism, blowing and blowing, and simply became Jiangnan Chunshui "Three Charming".

The beauty is like the moon, the wrist is condensed, everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists are only old in Jiangnan.

The musician who picked his head and played the tune that he had never heard of in Jincheng and Jincheng for hundreds of miles, attracting the people next to him.

The voice of the beauty may not be much louder, but it is far away. Those who live in this building and those who live next to it can hear it, just like the music of the fairy falling on the moon.

Legend has it that the emperor of the previous dynasty heard the beautiful music falling from the moon in the middle of the night, and he followed the sound to the courtyard, and saw a fairy hanging down a ribbon on the moon, and invited him to go up and have a look. He went up to participate in a night of reunion, and when he returned, he let his favorite concubine rehearse "The Dance of the Neon Clothes and Feathers".

The dance steps have been handed down. The voice of the moon could not be heard.

Maybe it's just left here.

Among the people who were fascinated and appreciative, a middle-aged and elderly man appeared, full of alcohol, so anxious that his head was full of sweat, and when he saw the beauty, he complained: "Boss Die, you let me find it!" ”

The music is playing just when it stops.

The beautiful butterfly also happened to finish singing a section, and the room was so hot that it was half open, revealing half of its chest.

Crisp like a snowfield, flat like a snowfield.

At the end of the song, he was sitting. As soon as Jiangnan is good, it all fades from him. He was silent.

Then the heavens and the earth were still.

The middle-aged and elderly man called out his identity. He leaned gently over one of the most stunning rakikos. Leki is like a drunken flower in the wind, and her eyes are like silk.

The beauty pointed to her qin and said, "Sanlu." ”

That's the most basic dramatic tune. On the ground, there is hardly any brilliance to speak of.

Rakki kicks up.

The beauty cried and sang: "Skinny and yellow, Nong Die; Clothes for a month and a half, who is more part-time. ”

He's not a woman, he's not even a man. He is just the footsteps of the gods and demons in the world, and he is a legend beyond people's hearts.

Yun Jian let out a long breath and sighed: "Dare to ask the boss's full name?" ”

"It's just a joke." Butterfly smiled and returned the salute and said calmly.

From that moment on, the reputation of Butterfly Xiaohua resounded all over Jincheng and the surrounding cities. (To be continued......)