Huanxi Pavilion never forced good people to become prostitutes, and the girls in it were all voluntary. Selling art or selling herself according to the girl's own wishes, Yao Huang can hardly imagine that there will be a girl in his own pavilion who commits suicide because she doesn't want to be a female branch girl. Nima, you don't want to be a bitch, why do you sell yourself? After getting the money, he ran to the cabinet to commit suicide, which was too unauthentic. Yao Huang is really angry!

Kicked open the door and walked into the room, only to see a tall woman lying on the big bed in the room, with very delicate facial features, black hair as smooth as brocade, although wearing shabby clothes that did not fit, it was difficult to hide her beauty. But—

Yao Huang turned around and asked the turtle who followed up: "This is the person you bought in?" ”

Gui Gong was aggrieved: "She is the daughter of a criminal official who sold her, and she is already a lowly person." It's just that I didn't expect this girl to be so violent, and as soon as she relaxed her guard, she committed suicide. ”

Yao Huang covered his forehead: Oh my God! What a look these people have! Even if the person on the bed is beautiful, he is still a man, how can other people treat him as a woman?

Yao Huang twitched the corners of his mouth: "You come out with me, I have something to ask you!" ”

Yao Huang learned from the ghost father that the person who bought it was the "daughter" of Lord Nakapu of the first household department. Mr. Park was imprisoned and died on charges of embezzlement, and his wife and children were all flattened and sold publicly. Turtle Gong fell in love with the beauty of this "Miss Park" and bought her back at a great price. Who knew that "Miss Park" was going to commit suicide, and if he really let him die, Gui Gong would lose a lot.

"Find someone to watch him and don't let him die. Put the rest first. Yao Huang instructed Gu Gong.

"Yes!" Seeing Gui Gong withdraw from the room, Yao Huang picked up his pen and wrote a few lines and released the carrier pigeon.

Three days later. The intelligence peddler's investment Sikong Xin's reply letter reached Yao Huang's hands.

Park Qingyang. The youngest son of Lord Park. At the age of eighteen, she looks more beautiful than a woman and has outstanding literary talents. Because he has been studying abroad, many people don't know the true appearance of the youngest son of Lord Lu Daopu. The embezzlement case of Lord Park was framed by Prince Sui, and the emperor wanted to protect people, but there was no evidence to prove that Lord Park was innocent. Lord Park was killed by Prince Sui's people in prison, and Mrs. Park couldn't stand the blow and died. The male of the Park family was sentenced to death, and the woman was sold into the Qinglou, in order to preserve a little blood of the Park family. The eldest lady of the Park family forced her younger brother to change clothes with her and went to the execution ground instead of herself. And Park Qingyang was bought by the turtle as a woman to the Huanxi Pavilion......

Yao Huang pushed open the door, and Park Qingyang sat on the bed in a daze, and the food on the table was no longer hot.

"Bring down the food and bring it up hot." Yao Huang instructed the maid to wait for the maid to walk out of the door, and only Yao Huang and Pu Qingyang were left in the room. Yao Huang walked up to Park Qingyang and looked down at him: "Hunger strike? Die? If you die, how can you be worthy of your parents and siblings? Don't you want to avenge them? ”

The word "revenge" stimulated Pu Qingyang, he raised his head, and his blood-red eyes burst into a strong light of hatred: "Can you help me take revenge?" As long as you can help me get revenge. Whatever you want me to do, I promise you! ”

"I'm not going to avenge you!" Yao Huang's words made Park Qingyang's eyes dim. But then the turn in Yao Huang's words made the young man's eyes rejuvenate, "I can teach you martial arts, and you can take revenge in person!" ”

"You're going to teach me martial arts?" Park Qingyang asked expectantly.

"Not bad!" Yao Huang nodded.

"And what do you want me to do?" Park Qingyang asked.

"You worship me as a teacher, I won't let you pick up customers like other girls in the building, but you have to obey my arrangement, and you can do whatever I want you to do!" Yao Huangdao.

Pu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, what he was most afraid of was that Yao Huang forced him to pick up customers, and he couldn't reveal his identity as a man yet.

The maid brought the hot meal into the door, Yao Huang straightened up, and said to Pu Qingyang, "Eat the meal." Then take a shower, change your clothes and come back to me. ”

After more than half an hour, Park Qingyang came to Yao Huang's room to look for her. After washing, Park Qingyang is even more beautiful, and his fair skin is lightly powdered because of the heat, which makes people feel very delicious. Park Qingyang is still wearing women's clothes, and it seems that he has decided to hide his identity. However, Yao Huang didn't care about Park Qingyang's concealment, but thought it was very interesting for him to do this, because Yao Huang already felt that he had taught Pu Qingyang some kung fu - I was really looking forward to it! Yao Huang rubbed his chin and smiled wickedly.

"Master!" Pu Qingyang respectfully kowtowed to Yao Huang three times, determined the master-apprentice relationship, and then looked at Yao Huang with a blank eye.

Yao Huang coughed lightly and took out a secret book from the space and handed it to his apprentice: "You can take this book of "Heavenly Demon Secrets" to practice, if you don't understand something, just come and ask me." ”

"Yes!" Park Qingyang took the cheats with excitement.

"The Secret of the Heavenly Demon is a profound technique in the Heavenly Demon Strategy. Legend has it that "Heavenly Demon Policy" was left by the ancient Chiyou, after Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty implemented the policy of exclusive respect for Confucianism, the first Demon Gate Holy Monarch Heavenly Demon Cangxuan collected all kinds of strange classics, and the most Lu went to the turnip and kept the essence, which was summarized as ten volumes of "Heavenly Demon Policy", and later added two volumes. These twelve tired "Heavenly Demon Strategies" are all extraordinary, except for the most profound and supreme "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa", it is the most powerful "Heavenly Demon Secret". You have to work hard to cultivate, and don't let down your master and mine. Yao Huang's face was serious.

The more Pu Qingyang listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he said solemnly: "Master rest assured, the apprentice will definitely cultivate hard and never let down this Heavenly Demon Secret!" ”

"Well, I'm relieved that you have such determination. Now come with me. ”

"Where is the master?" Park Qingyang followed behind Yao Huang suspiciously.

"Go to Yuxian and let her teach you the basics."

"Is Miss Feather Fairy another apprentice of the master?"

"It's not! She is the dancer of the Joy Pavilion and dances the best! ”

"Then what I want to learn from her is ......" Pu Qingyang had a bad premonition.

"Yes, you're going to learn to dance with her!"

The premonition came true, Park Qingyang only felt that a big stone had fallen down and asked him to learn how to dance as a woman, which was too embarrassing.

"What? Don't want to learn? Yao Huang looked at Park Qingyang's bitter face and laughed in his heart, but he had a straight face on the surface.

"Master, why do I want to practice dancing?"

"Because the Heavenly Demon Dance must be danced by people with a dance foundation to be more lethal." Yao Huang said nonsense, "Do you just want to learn a showmanship, and you can't hurt people?" ”

Park Qingyang hurriedly shook his head.

Yao Huang snickered: "You and Yuxian study the basic skills well, and when your muscles and bones are opened, I will teach you another basic skill, so that you can learn the "Heavenly Demon Secret" to get twice the result with half the effort." ”

"Master, you won't dance again, will you?"

"It's not! That kind of kung fu is called 'yoga'! (To be continued......)