Nishima Kyoto.

Chu Han, who didn't want to wear a hat anymore and only wore a transparent veil, fluttered his folding fan while walking towards the street of Qinglou: "Big shrimp, how beautiful are you little guys in Xizhen Qinglou?" How is it better than our phoenix? ”

The sheep who followed closely behind scratched his head: "This ...... I really don't know. ”

"Huh?" Chu Han paused and looked back at her, "Haven't been?" ”

"Yes."

"Haven't been there once?"

"I went to pour it once, but I didn't go in."

"Sheep," Chu Han smiled and aimed at her lower abdomen, "You won't still be here, will you?" ”

Yang Yu's face flushed slightly: "Also, no." ”

"That's okay," Chu Han turned around and continued to walk, "Otherwise, if such a big and good-looking woman hasn't touched Xiaolang yet, she will be embarrassed by the women of the whole world." ”

Sheep hey hey smile.

When he arrived at the street where the lights were more bright, Chu Han looked at the buildings on both sides of the wide street, one after another, and exclaimed: "Don't say it, after your Xizhen Qinglou is gathered together, the scale is really big, good guy, this is endless, you can't see the end!" ”

"Guest, come in and have fun!" The lanterns were hung high in front of the gates, waving handkerchiefs, and some even showed their shoulders and chests, openly seducing, seeing that although Chu Han's eyes were tied with white yarn, he walked freely, and the clothes were of the highest quality, and the waist was equipped with beautiful jade, and the closest to her immediately swarmed up, pulling and dragging.

"This guest officer is so handsome! Come and come to our Desire Immortal Building! ”

"What kind of desire immortal building, the name is so cheesy, how can it be worthy of a handsome high-roller full of luxury? Girl, you go to our mermaid shop to sit down~~"

"Phew, we want the fairy building to be cheesy, you mermaid shop is good? Not to mention that there are no mermaids, even if there are, they will be killed by you on the shore......"

The two parties who disagree with each other are arguing while grabbing people, and they are making a lot of noise. Chu Han flicked his sleeves lightly, and swept everyone to the sheep behind him without a trace: "Looking for her, she hasn't seen the wonderful kung fu of the Qinglou Xiaoqi yet." ”

After finishing speaking, the people had moved far away, and the sheep were surrounded, pulled and pulled, unable to get out for a long time, and were so anxious that their foreheads were sweating.

Chu Han ignored her and continued to walk inside, every time a flirtatious man stepped forward to solicit a guest, he was easily avoided by her side of her body, her footsteps slipped.

After walking more than half the way, the style of the Qinglou Fangfang behind is very different, the most obvious is that although there is also the sound of laughter in all the buildings, there is the sound of the piano, but there is no one to pick up customers in front of the door, and the thick fat and bright powder in front of it, the incense is full of streets, and it is completely two worlds.

"Luochenfang ......" strolled all the way to Chu Han at the end of the long street, looked at the elegant decoration building without a little red and green in front of him, gently patted the fan in the palm of his hand twice, read out the words on the plaque, and then said to himself, "The location is so remote, is anyone coming?" ”

"Why didn't anyone come?" A somewhat obscene figure suddenly appeared in the second floor, "Aren't you here?" ”

Chu Han looked up and saw a man with a shrugged forehead and a strange ugly appearance looking at her with a grin while throwing the fruit into his mouth.

Although he had already seen all the inside and outside of the building, Chu Han still pretended to be surprised: "Don't talk about the place, the people are also ...... Ahem, so distinctive. ”

The little boy heard the meaning of her words, but he pursed his lips and said indifferently: "The little slave is ugly, but our family is beautiful!" ”

Chu Han quipped: "It's because of your face, right?" ”

The little boy snorted: "It's not blowing, whoever sees our son-in-law will no longer be tempted by others." ”

Chu Han tilted his head and said with interest: "Is it really so beautiful?" ”

The little boy threw a Portuguese fruit into his mouth again: "If the slave lies to you, he will curse the slave to grow uglier and uglier in the future." ”

"Then you should take a look," Chu Han raised his steps to walk inside, but suddenly stopped and raised his face and said, "You know how to eat, why don't you come down to welcome guests and lead the way?" ”

"Oh, here it is!" The ugly little boy hurriedly turned around and ran inside, "It's coming, it's coming!" ”

Chu Han shook his head, pretending not to know about the few people who were secretly following and hiding in the distance, and deliberately smiled: "What a stupid and stupid foodie!" ”

The little boy went downstairs, and the bustard's father, who was full of fat and pink and had big red lips, also greeted him and said with a sneer: "This girl is very raw, but don't worry, the girl doesn't deceive customers here, on the contrary, the slaves will be more attentive to the newcomers, so as to last a long time, so as not to have only one business." If the girl comes once and never comes again, won't the slave give up the guest to another house? Girl, are you taking a roll call or are you chosen? ”

Chu Han, who had been smiling and listening patiently until he finished his words, pointed at the little young man: "This little guy just praised his son-in-law as beautiful as a fairy, which really aroused my curiosity." ”

The bustard's father immediately laughed so much that the thick puff on his face fell straight down: "The young man is indeed very beautiful, but the other sons are not inferior, but since the girl is named, the slave family will not recommend it for the time being, but the value of the young man is the highest in our workshop, I don't know ...... girl."

Chu Han took out a whole ingot of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand: "As long as people go my way, money is not a problem." ”

"Thank you, girl!" The bustard's father did not verify the authenticity of the silver in person, "Girl, please!" Songguo, show the way for your guests! ”

"It turns out that your name is Pine Cone," Chu Han glanced at the thin clown man, "Look at your little body, where does it look like a pine cone?" Poured like dried pine cone slices. ”

Songguo lowered his face bitterly: "Nobleman, can you change the adjective?" ”

Chu Han walked towards the wooden staircase: "Dry firewood." ”

Songguo hurriedly followed and overtook her, leading the way in front, but his face continued to be bitter: "It's not as good as the one just now." ”

"Well, bamboo poles."

“……”

"Slices."

“……”

"Paper~~"

"Don't," Songguo was dejected, "Thank you, your love, our young man's dust-washing pavilion has arrived, please come in!" ”

Chu Han stepped in, only to see that the furnishings in the house were simple and plain, and there were no bells and whistles. The windows are ajar, and the evening breeze blows, and the veils flutter.

Behind the double sheer, there is a faintly young man, adjusting the strings.

Songguo hurriedly said: "Childe, the distinguished guest has arrived." ”

The man nodded, but just got up and stood in place with a salute, and his tone was indifferent: "I've seen the girl." ”

Songguo led Chu Han to the table, waited for her to sit down, turned around and went out, and quickly brought tea and snacks neatly, and then stood behind the door without moving.

After a while, probably tired of standing, he switched between his left and right feet.

Probably tired from standing on different feet, he looked at the veil again, and saw that his son-in-law did not have any instructions, so he tiptoed back a few steps, and then quietly and slowly squatted down, shrinking into a ball. If someone comes in at once, I am afraid that I will not be able to see that there is a person in the corner.

"This girl thinks the pine cone is very interesting," Chu Han held the teacup in his hand, and said the pine cone in his mouth, but his eyes didn't look at him, only stared at the rim of the cup, "Could it be that the son of the dust workshop is really the fairy who accidentally fell into the dust, and he doesn't look down on the world's ordinary women at all?" ”

"The girl is angry," the man behind the curtain stopped a short audition, and his fingertips slid gently over the strings like flowing water, "It is precisely because of the great cherishing of the distinguished guest that he bothered to retune the strings, hoping that the distinguished guest would be tempted by a song." ”

"No need," Chu Han waved his hand, "This girl is not a gentleman who can write poetry and books, she is just a rude Jianghu person, she plays the piano to me, no matter how well she plays, I can only say a dry and good word at most, and in addition, there will be no words of praise that make people meet a bosom friend." ”

A low chuckle came from behind the curtain: "It is an honor to be able to get a good word from your distinguished guest." ”

After all, the fingertips are a faint string, which is fascinating.

Chu Han closed his eyes and did not move, but he looked at Yuwen Yan who had just arrived and was sitting in the next room in the speculum mirror method, and saw that after Yuwen Xun of Tianxing Mansion got the news, he sent more than a dozen people to disguise themselves as prostitutes and enter the dust workshop, and Yang Yu was deliberately entangled and had not yet escaped.

The soft and slow sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, as if pushing people into the midst of a thousand armies, surrounded by no way to advance, no way to retreat, only a way to die.

However, after the song was over, when he looked up with a slight sweat on his forehead, he could see through the light veil that Chu Han was still drinking tea leisurely, without the slightest abnormality, and sighed when the piano stopped: "Alas, it's finally over." Singing and dancing is something that rude people like us can't appreciate. ”

Seeing that she was in a clear mind, she was amazed, but her face was calm: "The girl is too modest." ”

Chu Han looked ignorant: "Although I don't understand the rhythm, it seems to be nice to listen to you play." ”

Behind the veil, Yu Fan stood up and bowed slightly: "If the girl likes it, how about inviting a few musicians to come and play a piece together?" ”

Chu Han waved his hand indifferently: "Whatever." ”

Yu Fan raised his hand and clapped his hands three times, and soon eight men rushed in from outside the door, and after they bowed slightly to Chu Han, they sat in eight directions.

"The formation is good, and the piano has been prepared a long time ago," Chu Han only glanced at it and said lightly, "The deity is lucky, and it will bump into it as soon as it hits." ”

"The girl laughed," said the girl, who had already taken advantage of the time to breathe quietly, "We often practice ensemble here, not for anyone. ”

Chu Han didn't say anything more, only waved his hand.

The sound of the piano resumes, still starting from the first sound of calm and calm, gradually bringing a hint of Jin Ge in the change, and then becoming more and more high-pitched.

However, it was disappointing that even though it had been played to the most agitated point, the woman with her light white veil eyes still sat still and was not affected in the slightest.

Seeing this, Yu Fan secretly gritted his teeth, lightly hooked a string, and joined, and the sound of the eight pianos was immediately brought to a low tone, and then high-pitched, then low-pitched, and then high-pitched, so constantly undulating and fluctuating violently.

But they never expected that Chu Han was not only unaffected by the sound of the piano, but vomited blood on the spot, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, because: The giant in his brain has finally appeared!

However, unlike in the past, this time, the giant did not open his eyes, but closed his eyes and spat out the scriptures.

And the golden words she spit out are neither Buddhist scriptures nor Taoist scriptures, but ~~ magic scriptures!

Chu Han was regretful and depressed: these golden Demon Sutra scriptures are simply ancient heavenly books, and she doesn't recognize a word!

As the scriptures continued to spit out from the giant's mouth, the strange aura in her body also worked wildly, faster and faster, like jade water droplets forming one after another, and when the water droplets hanging above the heart converged into a super large one and crumbled, it suddenly exploded violently, and scattered in an instant.

Chu Han was amazed, because the exploded water droplets were neither hidden in the acupuncture points nor scattered in the meridians, but in a kind of body space that was difficult for the world to recognize.

Could it be that the generation and existence of the strange aura is to resist the sound killing technique of today's Yu Fan and others?

Chu Han shook his head secretly: It doesn't feel like it.

Although Yu Fan's sound killing technique is powerful, and no one can escape the sound killing combined attack, but as the Emperor of God, she is not unable to resist.

Thinking about it this way, she understood a little: it was probably the sound killing technique that activated the hidden and silent giants, which had been silent for a long time, and stimulated the rapid operation of the strange true qi, causing them to speed up their cultivation on their own.

Thinking of this, Chu Han couldn't help but feel a little depressed for a moment, feeling like a Ding Furnace that was being used by others, once her cultivation was completed one day, her body would become a waste Ding Ding.

Seeing that Chu Han's face was as usual, he pressed the strings with his hand, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

When the sound of the piano full of killing aura suddenly stopped, the giant in Chu Han's brain immediately disappeared, and the strange true qi that was running wildly formed new water droplets hanging above his heart, waiting for more to converge.

Eight dignified men withdrawing lightly, and a secret door in the inner room quietly opened, and they stood up and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness!" ”

Chu Han looked at the clown man who was huddled in the corner and napping, and was not affected by the sound of the piano like her, and smiled faintly: "The main lord is finally here." ”