During the day, business in Yangxiaotang is still excellent.

Not to mention the cooks invited by An Qisheng, even the children who ran the hall were tired and their legs were sore.

What happened yesterday has become the talk of many people today.

The appearance of the people of the Demon Sect in Nanliang City, does it mean that the Spirit Snatching Demon Gong is very likely to be in Nanliang City?

Therefore, not only the martial arts people in Nanliang City, but also many people from several nearby counties rushed to hear the news.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and the three red suns fell in unison, and night was approaching.

An Qisheng, who had been carrying Tianli in the backyard for a day, went out at this time.

The street where Yangxiao Hall is located is the most prosperous place in Nanliang City, even if it is already evening, there are still a lot of people, and it is very lively.

An Qisheng paced unhurriedly.

After a while, I walked through a few streets, turned the alley, and there was an open space in front of me.

At this time, the sky has darkened, and the slightly remote street here has become the most lively place in Nanliang City.

It was a huge six-story building.

In the corner of the house where the loop stands, there are small red lanterns, and there are many ribbons and wind chimes hanging on them.

When the night breeze blows, wind chimes tinkle and streamers dance with the wind.

Between the mouth and nose, you can faintly smell a rouge fragrance.

At the main entrance of the gilded signboard, there were a few short men with wrapped hair nodding and ushering in.

Night has come, where can there be a more lively place in this Nanliang City?

"Drunken Moon Building......"

An Qisheng stroked his white beard and walked towards the drunken moon tower.

Drunken Moon Building, is the largest gold nest in Nanliang City.

Once I entered, I didn't say that I invited a girl, I just drank wine, and the money I needed was not something that ordinary people could afford.

On weekdays, Zuiyue Tower is not so lively.

Speaking of which, the arrival of these martial arts people has benefited the most, but it is this drunken moon building.

"Yo~ Old man, you are so old that you are still here?"

When a passerby saw An Qisheng, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Without him, An Qisheng, who is introverted and restrained, although his complexion is better than that of ordinary old people, he still looks drooping and old.

"Old man, you can take it easy."

Others laughed.

"Ahem!"

An Qisheng coughed lightly twice, ignored the few people, and came to the front of the Drunken Moon Tower.

Whether it was the earth or Xuanxing, he had never been to such a place in his two lives, and he was a little curious in his heart.

"Yo~ old man, what are you?"

The turtle man who ushered in front of the door was also taken aback, and it was the first time he had seen such an old guest.

Looking at this age, I'm afraid that the five generations of the same house can't be stopped, and they still have the heart to come to this place?

It can only be said that a man is a man?

"Is there anything else to do here?"

Anderson grimaced.

"Don't dare, don't dare, then, please?"

The turtle man's face froze, and he nodded his head again, and cautiously invited An Qisheng in.

On the other hand, he also glanced at a half-aged not far away.

The half-old floated over with a greasy fat powder.

According to the rules, she should have leaned on the guest, but An Qisheng looked too penetrating, and she was afraid that she would sit him to death on the ground, so she stopped in front of her.

"Old Daoist, it turned out to be you."

The half-old covered her mouth and chuckled.

But he recognized An Qisheng.

This is not surprising, there are only tens of thousands of people in Nanliang City, and entertainment is very scarce, and the news of An Qisheng killing those bandits has long been spread.

And this Qinglou is the same as the restaurant, the most well-informed place, and it is naturally not strange to know him.

"Aren't you welcome?"

An Qisheng looked at her deeply.

This woman's breath is very well hidden, even he can't find the breath of the internal force in her body, but she has not yet hidden the means of qi and blood, her body, pulse, breathing, heartbeat, all betray the fact that she has martial arts.

"What are you talking about?"

The half-old's smiling flowers and branches trembled: "The old tree is in spring, and it is also a beautiful talk in the world when it is passed out!" ”

Knowing An Qisheng, she naturally knew that this old Taoist priest seemed to be very rich, and naturally, she would not push the guests out.

I'm just going to warn those little hooves to be careful, but don't let this old guy sit on the bed........

Of course, the thought was only fleeting.

It is said that this old Taoist priest has practiced martial arts for decades, but I am afraid that he is not so drooping and old, otherwise, it is impossible to slaughter those bandits.

"Heh~"

An Qisheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, only to feel that his fingers were a little itchy.

"I heard that the drunken moon building is selling money, and I'm worried, I don't think it's fake, right?"

An Qisheng coughed lightly and said lightly.

"That's nature, that's nature."

The half-old observed the words, immediately stopped laughing, and asked in a low voice:

"Once your old man came, he must have no good match? Then I'll find a few for you, can you take a look? ”

While the two were talking, they had already walked into the Drunken Moon Building.

The decoration of Zuiyue Building is only pink, which is quite tempting, and the aroma of fat powder in the air makes people itch in their hearts.

"Hmm."

An Qisheng nodded.

"Then I don't know if you are old, do you like to be plumper, or slimmer?"

The old bustard asked.

"The plump and the slender, all call up, the more the merrier."

Anqi business has a point.

For a few months, he was also very familiar with Nanliang City, there were not many places he hadn't been to, and there weren't many people he hadn't seen.

If those people from the Demon Sect lurk in Nanliang City, then this Drunken Moon Tower is the most likely.

'Phew! I didn't see that this old guy is still a big-hearted king! ’

The old bustard took a sip in his heart, and a smile on his face: "Then this money is a lot." ”

"Money?"

An Qisheng didn't have the ability to read minds, but he probably knew what the old bustard was thinking, and with a flip of his wrist, a silver ticket had already been revealed.

"Five hundred taels?"

The old bustard's eyes lit up.

As the saying goes, five taels of silver can be spent a year, and five hundred taels of silver can save enough food and clothing for 100 families for a year.

This is not a small amount of money.

"Oh, old Daoist, you are really generous."

The old bustard's heart was crispy, and with these five hundred taels, she wanted to go on it herself.

"If you are satisfied, there is no shortage of silver, and if you are not satisfied, there is no tael."

An Qisheng made a wrist and put away the silver ticket.

"Just take a look."

The old bustard gritted his teeth and led An Qisheng to a room.

Let him go out to find the girl later.

........

On the sixth floor of the Drunken Moon Building, a figure flashed by, pushed open a window, and got in.

The room is decorated quietly, and there is rarely no trace of red powder and dust, and a trace of musk wafts in the room.

"Poof!"

As soon as the figure landed, he pulled down his mask and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered on the floor, the smell of musk could not be concealed.

"Yundongliu!"

The hoarse voice was full of hatred.

"Senior brother, you don't seem to be lightly injured."

Behind the screen of carving dragons and phoenixes, a soft and gentle voice sounded.

"Yundongliu's chivalrous demon slaying knife practice is average, but the waves of the waves are extraordinary, you might as well ....... suffer for a while."

The man in black said and coughed up another mouthful of fishy blood, and the vulture's face was pale at this time.

Behind the screen, in front of the bronze mirror, a petite girl wearing a white soft Luo skirt with beautiful lips and teeth is lightly brushing red paper, and her red lips are more moisturized:

"The sixteen disciples of the dignified Red Sun Dharma King actually lost to Yun Haitian's disciple of the old horseman, if the master knew, he might have peeled your skin alive!"

"White Fairy!"

The black-clothed man trembled, and his face was ugly: "If you didn't have to eat that Yangxiao Hall's food, where would that Yun Dongliu find traces of us?" Lao Liu won't die either! Now, you're taunting me again? ”

"It is said that the food in Yangxiaotang is first-class, and if you don't taste it, people are always a little unwilling."

As soon as the screen turned, Bai Xian'er walked out with a smile.

Her body seems to be very soft, and her body sways as she walks, which is quite beautiful.

Her long eyelashes lightly covered her clear eyes, and she said softly:

"So, not only did you lose to Yun Dongliu, but you also failed to bring the food back?"

Bian You's face twitched, he reached out and untied the bag around his waist and put it on the table, gritting his teeth:

"You want food!"

The man in black was very jealous of this girl, and he was clearly extremely angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything else when he faced her.

"Doesn't seem to be too bad."

The girl sniffed it, flicked her hand slightly, and the bag on the table had been torn open as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade.

"It's a pity, it's all rotten."

Looking at a few slightly mixed meals, the girl's appetite was completely gone:

"Senior brother, how many times have I told you, no matter what kind of food, as long as it is mixed together, there is only one name, Shui Shui!"

"Do you like to eat or not?"

Bian You's cheeks twitched even more.

"What's the sound, so noisy?"

Bai Xian'er frowned slightly, paced a few steps, came to the window, and looked down through the gap.

The movement seems to be coming from the second floor.

........

"There is a lot of meat on the cheeks, the nose is big and the lips are fat, it's okay to make a snack for the appetizers, and drink with others, no, no!"

"With big shoulders and a round waist, it's a good material to be a wet nurse, and it's not okay to drink with me!"

"The buttocks are as fat as a tank, the door is especially narrow, and the stool is afraid that I can't sit down!"

"Four feet tall, waist circumference is also up and down four feet, this meat is horizontally long, but it is also unusual, street performers, but you can earn more than this!"

"The bottom is thin and the top is thick, so strange, but it's rare......."

.......

"Hahaha!"

"Haha! Old Daoist, do you have to find a heavenly immortal here? ”

"It doesn't matter what she looks like, isn't it all the same when the quilt is covered?"

"It's all the same, why are you still here to Zuiyue Tower? It's better to sneak into the horse farm in the dark and windy, and after a year, I'm afraid you can save a lot of money! ”

Outside an open box on the second floor, many guests gathered around, laughing every time they heard a comment from the old voice inside.

I just think this old Taoist priest is quite interesting.

And a few turtle fathers on the side, the girls who were commented on, their faces were as black as the bottom of the pot, and they trembled with anger.

"No! Again, no! ”

The old bustard led a few girls out, only to feel that his head was as big as a fight.

Before, she was still thinking about earning the five hundred taels of silver, but at this time, she just wanted to slap the poisonous tongue of the old bastard to death with one palm.

Four feet tall and four feet waistline, is that a human being?

"There are forty-seven people who possess inner strength....... This moon worship tower is really a demon cave......."

In front of the screen, behind the round table, An Qisheng took a wine glass and drank it all:

"It's time to go, I'll leave this deal to Yun Dongliu tomorrow, I'm so old, don't fight and kill........ Hey? ”

"Master?"

As his mind turned, An Qisheng quietly put down his wine glass and looked out of the door.