From the lotus view, the sky is almost dark. The sunset brought the last touch of red to the sunset, and the red was connected to the snow of the city wall, making the continuous snow frozen into ice like a red light, as if it were piled up with irregular rubies.

The sunset faded quickly. From the time Wang Chuan entered the city gate to the time he walked to the Qinglong District, the sky had completely darkened.

Wang Chuan did not go home, but went to Cuiliu Tower. There were fewer guests in the snowy sky tower than in the past, and the stage was a textbook written by the Qinglong Academy. This sentence was originally interpreted by the theater, and was favored by Wang Chuan, and was thrown to Lu Xuan to re-compile it according to the new drama routine.

Lu Xuan is also a very smart woman, knowing that this is not easy to adapt at will, so Sister Han in the building contacted the original author of the Qinglong Academy. When the teacher heard that his words could have been staged in Cuiliu Building, why was he not happy? immediately hit it off with Lu Xuan and compiled a new play together, so there is this one on stage.

Therefore, for this play in the building, there are many people from Qinglong Academy to cheer for it.

"What about Sister Han? Trouble my sister to call her. ”

Wang Chuan went to the corner compartment on the second floor. This place has become his exclusive treasure, and the building generally does not arrange guests for this compartment, and it will only be opened when Wang Chuan comes.

"Wang Zhu, wait a minute, I'll go and call her."

The sister who served Wang Chuan and sat down poured tea for Wang Chuan, and then smiled. After a while, Sister Han came with a soft waist.

"What's going on in the past two days? I don't see you so much on weekdays? ”

Sister Han said with a smile, sat down next to Wang Chuan, picked up the cup against Wang Chuan, handed it to Wang Chuan's mouth, and said in a greasy voice: "It's a cold day, so catch it and drink tea while it's hot." Do you need a slave leather cup for you? ”

Wang Chuan took the cup and took a sip, the warm and bitter water ran down his throat, and said, "Good sister, don't make trouble, I have something to ask you." ”

"I know that I won't come here in a good way. Since the matter of Yicui Building, I don't come here often. ”

Sister Han'er's tone was like Chen Lian, faint and resentful.

Wang Chuan asked, "Do you know the real person of Puxiang in the Lotus Temple outside the capital?" ”

Sister Han'er's eyes narrowed and asked, "Why don't the slave families know about the famous place in the capital to ask for a child?" Na Puxiang Zhenren has also come to our building and watched a few plays, so he must have seen him soon, and he is also familiar. Why, what did Wang Zhu ask him to do? ”

"Nothing, just curiosity."

Wang Chuan asked again, "What did that Puxiang real person do in the building?" ”

Sister Han replied: "That real person is a Taoist immortal, and when he came to our building, he never came by himself, but was mostly invited by others." When he returned, he sat in a separate room with those who invited him, and he did not ask his sister to accompany him. He came to the building a few times, but he just watched the play, watched it and left, never did anything else, what is not a fairy? It's really better than catching it. ”

"Why are you better than me?"

Wang Chuan took another sip of tea and asked.

Sister Han glanced at Wang Chuan and said, "People from Puxiang really came to our building, but half of them didn't touch them." The capture is coming, but it is a slave. It can be seen that the fast and fixed strength of catching is not as good as that of the living immortals. Didn't the slave family say it? What she said seemed to be complaining about what Wang Chuan had done, but the movements in her hands were complaining that Wang Chuan had not done anything, and the two pairs of warm and tender tenderness had already been pushed towards Wang Chuan.

"Good sister, don't make trouble. I have other things to do, so I will not leave them today. ”

Wang Chuan couldn't resist it and fled from Cuiliu Tower, leaving Sister Han to sigh with resentment.

When he was about to go out, Wang Chuan suddenly heard the voice of a teenager: "Don't want this." If you want Liang Shanbo, I wish Yingtai to come together. ”

The boy must have been in the middle of a voice changer, with a male duck voice, and his voice was extremely ugly. But for some reason, Wang Chuan always felt that his tone was commanding, a little majestic, as if he was sitting upright, and he was used to supporting others.

Wang Chuan looked up, and the voice came from the compartment on the second floor.

Since Miss Fang Yun and Sister Yang, there are also some sisters in the building who have followed suit and gradually given up making a living. Sister Han is happy to see it, anyway, there is a new drama to make a living, and there is no shortage of income in the building, but when a sister proposes it, Sister Han will allow it all. There was an example of the two Qiu Ba in the Xuanwei Camp, and basically no one in the building dared to make a mistake.

After the second play, Liang Shanbo, Zhu Yingtai, and even Ma Wencai became famous, and the three sisters also turned into Qingqi and sang in the building. It is really rare for someone to behave like this today, and even propose to be accompanied by "Liang Shanbo" and "Zhu Yingtai".

Wang Chuan did not stay. It's not just yourself here, you don't have to do everything yourself. He went out of the building, and sure enough, after a while, someone had already carried a tall boy and threw him directly into the snow.

The people in the building left the boy behind and went back to the building. The young man stood up, patted the snow on his body, pointed to the door of the Qinglou and said angrily: "You dare to treat me like this, it's really ...... Is...... Niang Xipi! ”

Wang Chuan opened his mouth in astonishment. Where did this kid come from, and where did he learn this mantra?

Thinking about it, I only said this in the door, and after Mr. Yang was arrested and banned, he rarely said it again. Could it be that this kid is a relative of a colleague in the door, who heard it from his colleague and learned it blindly?

He was about to step forward and ask, but when he saw the young man swearing, he suddenly felt funny, and he actually covered his stomach and laughed. I couldn't laugh like this, so I didn't laugh twice, and I fell to the ground and rolled again. Two white-faced men ran out of the building, and when they saw the young man, they were shocked, ran over and dragged the young man up, and said in a trembling voice: "Little ancestor, don't make a fuss." ”

Wang Chuan suddenly stopped, sighed, and sighed: "Young, ......" turned around and left.

After all, this young man is an unrelated person. What is important now is the real person of Puxiang.

There are too many mysteries in Puxiang, Wang Chuan needs to think a lot, and he doesn't have the heart to entangle with Sister Han for the time being.

This real person seems to be a sanctimonious person, and his level is much higher than that of Liang Zhutou, which is really powerful. His performance in Cuiliu Building, Wang Chuan can understand. After all, how can you be able to operate the "Lotus View of Seeking Children and Spiritual Experience", with a huge reputation, and not pretending to be reserved to the outside world? Being able to pretend to be so successful can be regarded as a kind of ability, and Wang Chuan also admires it.

But what Wang Chuan doesn't understand is the business model of the Lotus View.

Why is the door closed at all times in such a Taoist temple, and only when female guests come, will they open the door and put it in. And why are people in such a hurry when they come in and out? There are people who have left, and young Taoist priests are taking them, what are they doing? Could it be that if you want a child, you still have to go down the mountain to do it? What skills do those young Taoist priests have?

Vague thoughts appeared in Wang Chuan's mind, but they never took shape.

When she got home, Chen Lian was cooking dinner. Wang Chuan once again reiterated his opinion and told Chen Lian not to go to the Lotus Temple.

"The slave family knows, Xianggong."

Chen Lian smiled and said while cooking, "Don't worry, without the permission of the minister, the slave family will never run to ask for a child by himself." This afternoon, Mrs. Liang came to the slave family and wanted to ask the slave family to accompany her tomorrow to meet Puxiang Zhenren, but the slave family also refused. ”

"That's good."

Wang Chuan nodded.