Su Er had just taken a piece of pie from a cake shop, and three unkempt beggars also ran over, took out a broken bowl and begged, and the owner of the cake shop did not hesitate at all, handed them the cakes one by one, and they held them in their hands and nibbled on them. After eating, they hurried to the next house to beg for food, and one of them was short and limped up, but he did not fall behind in the slightest.

The general of the National Party did not seem to be half happy when he saw this pie in the sky. "It's a great temptation to live forever because you don't get enough food in this place, and you can stay here forever, so much so that many people who strayed here lose themselves and don't want to go out again."

"So those of you who are still sane must have unique signs to easily identify each other?" Zuo Dao Chang asked.

The general nodded, and then stretched out his arm to stare at the petal tattoo in his hand for a moment. "If we can't tell the difference between friend and foe, we will be snitched by those who are lost, and then we will inevitably usher in the cruelest punishment of the great evildoers."

"It's so unusual here, first of all, you don't need money for food." I turned to Zuo Dao Chang and said. "And when there is no money for food, there are still beggars, which is simply contradictory."

"So this is the setting of the man in the painting with high mana, he has changed the realm in the painting, and his daily behavior is out of the law of reality, I don't think Zhang Zeduan deliberately designed these bridges when he painted this painting." Governor Zuo replied. "It's totally the whimstake of that person."

"I can't imagine that the person in the painting can change the realm of the painting that has been set up a long time ago."

"Boss Liu, you forgot the first time you entered the middle of the painting, that "Traveling in Streams and Mountains", didn't you also change the direction of the story? It's just that one is easy and the other is difficult, and being able to change the realm of the painting of "Qingming Riverside Picture" can only show that this person's understanding of the creation of illusions has been perfected, and it is far from being comparable to ordinary famous artists. Zuo Daochang explained.

"This person should be a first-class painter, we should be familiar with him, otherwise we would not have such attainments." I peeled back the cocoon and began to think about which painters of the Song Dynasty could meet such conditions. "We can try to deduce the identity of that person."

Daoist Zuo also fell into deep thought, and he pinched his fingers and calculated. "What you said is not unreasonable, but there are really a lot of famous painters in that era, Guo Xi, Li Cheng, Fan Kuan, Mi Fu, Zhao Mengfu, the Northern Song Dynasty is a prosperous era of art, and there are many people who meet the conditions."

"These people are indeed famous painters, but if you think about it carefully, they don't match, because there are no such characters in the Qingming Riverside Picture, and the era in which they lived is not the Huizong period, if according to our previous understanding, the people painted by this painter should belong to the same person as the thinking people in the painting, such as Cao Zhi and Han Xizai." I almost agree with what Daoist Zuo said, but when I think about it, I feel that we have invisibly ignored a lot of things. "But not in this painting."

We both fell silent, and the fog ahead seemed to grow so thick that we almost forgot what we had come here for.

We were originally here to save people, but Chen Fuming is not the only one here who needs to be rescued. How many victims are there in this bustling alley?

Before he could reach a hotel with heavy steps, the Nakakutan general suddenly stopped.

"I'll see you tonight. Cheeks are burgundy. Outside the half-roll micro lamp of the sparse curtain, the splendor is exposed, and the smoke is cool. The hairpin is thrown around, and no one can afford it, and he sings new words with tears. "Suddenly, a flirtatious voice interrupted us, and I turned my head to see a personable scholar standing at the door of a liquor store next to us, reciting poetry and making music to himself." I'm such a good word, she'll definitely see me. ”

"I still want to see her with such bad words, and watch me improvise a poem." One of his companions poured cold water on him mercilessly. "Listen to me, ahem! The eyebrows are full of spring and mountain shows, pitiful and wrinkled. Don't wet the flowers with tears, and the flowers are as thin as people.

Qingrun jade flute has been idle for a long time, and bosom friends are rare. If you want to know the day by day, you will be sad, but ask for the willow in front of the pavilion. With my exquisite work, I must be able to ask her to play a song for me. ”

The poems made by these two scholars in front of the tavern are really not bad, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and they all openly pour out their love for a sweetheart, it seems that the poetry of the Northern Song Dynasty is really unprecedentedly prosperous, and the two scholars I met by chance actually have such a literacy.

But the aggressive momentum of these two people really contradicts the meaning of this poem. The meaning of flattery is also overflowing, how can there be such a divine woman in this world as they praise?

"Who could be the person to whom these two words are addressed?" I muttered to myself.

"Could it be her?" Zuo Daochang looked at this antique and fragrant tavern, and was inexplicably worried. "The Northern Song Dynasty can deserve such praise, I'm afraid there will be no one else......"

I looked at this mysterious restaurant, which is a two-story attic, and the plaque on the first floor is engraved with the four big characters of Sun Yangzhengdian, and under the plaque, several brightly dressed girls are saying all kinds of rhetoric to attract customers. It turns out that this is the main store corresponding to the foot shop, it is a large hotel where you can make your own wine, and there are red lanterns hanging on the eaves on the second floor, which is the red gardenia lamp in Su'er's mouth, and the corridor on the second floor is very transparent, and you can see a few drunks pushing cups and changing lamps when you stand on the side of the street.

"Is the woman these two poets looking for in this noisy hotel?" To be honest, although this tavern is very eye-catching on the street and the business is also very prosperous, it always gives people an inexplicable sense of vulgarity, how can such beautiful poetry belong to such a worldly place.

"This is no ordinary hotel." The left chief pointed to the red gardenia lamp swaying in the wind. "Boss Liu, it seems that you are not familiar with this lantern, there was a record in the book "The Victory of the Capital", saying that there are prostitutes, you can have fun, and you are secretly bedridden in the wine pavilion. On the red gardenia lamp at the head of the door, it will not be sunny or rainy, but it will be covered with a basket to be recognized. ”

"What? This...... Could it be that this is a ...... Qinglou? I said timidly.

Both the Governor Zuo and the Kuomintang general nodded.

"Then I think we should get out of here quickly, didn't you say that you were going to take us to meet important people?" The thought of this hotel doing such a special service makes me a little nervous.

"Both, this is the place I'm going to take you to." The general made a welcoming gesture and led us to the Sun Yang store. "Miss Xianyin lives here."

"What! This ......" I was a little dumbfounded. "Then this fairy girl won't be a dusty woman."

As soon as these words came out, the general looked quite angry. "Don't talk nonsense, Miss Xianyin just stays here and never does the kind of thing you say, and Princess Xianyin is our lifesaver, you don't have any right to slander her."

"I'm sorry, big brother, it's me who wants to be crooked." This man's attitude really scared me.

At this time, Zuo Dao Chang suddenly pulled the corner of my clothes and whispered in my ear. "I think you guessed right, the fairy girl in her mouth should be a famous prostitute, and I have already guessed who it is."

"Who is it? I don't have a clue. ”

"Think about it, in the Northern Song Dynasty Huizong period, there was a woman with a beautiful name called 3,000 Fandai and 800 Yanjiao, who was a very famous singer in China, and she can be found in many novels of this era." The left Taoist began to guide me step by step.

"Could it be Li ......" I suddenly didn't understand, and I was surprised and a little annoyed, annoyed why I was willing to think of such a peerless woman so late.

Daoist Zuo hurriedly covered my mouth, and then quipped. "Boss Liu actually guessed it, don't be in a hurry to say it, let's see if we can guess it accurately."

"Okay, but I'm going to do one thing before I do that." I glanced down at Su'er, who was enjoying her meal, and then bent down to say to her gently. "Su'er, big brother is going to come into this hotel and stay for a while. Can you walk around the street on your own first. ”

When Su Er heard this, she was a little skeptical at first, but then she thought that she still had a lot of things to eat, so she readily agreed. "Big brother, what we talk counts, you must come to me."

I gently stroked her head. "Of course, big brother is going to send you home."

Su'er smiled and nodded, then turned around and ran towards a few vendors farther away. She was born and raised here, and although it is a world in the painting, and the interception is only a small fragment of the real world, it is really no different from returning to her hometown, and she seems to be more familiar with this place than any of us.