Xuan Yi hesitated for a moment, and watched Shen Qingjun turn into the restaurant, but the figure was not there, but he still chased after him.

In this nightless day, the silk and bamboo are happy, the neon clothes and feather clothes are burned, the incense and candles are burned, and the bean lamps are bright. As soon as the wind blows, the golden veil dances with the woman, I don't know which is more delicate?

On the screen and on the paper window, the woman's waist is soft like a snake, her neck is slender, and her hands and feet dance like a thin wave. As they swirled, their waist-length hair hung like wicker, and the silver bells on their feet kept swinging, adding a bit of ecstasy to Yale, which was beautiful and moving, like the finishing touch.

From each room, there was the sound of Brother Gongzi getting drunk and messing around, and occasionally the sound of a woman being drunk and laughing in her bones.

"Childe, have another drink. ”

"Mingming, please dance. Your posture is like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth, coming for me alone. Dance for me. ”

"Childe, is this true? How should my posture compare to the famous prostitute 'Yun Niang' in the Red Mansion?"

"Yun Niang is gorgeous, her gestures are seducing, and there is no need to say that the dance, the small waist is soft, and the beautiful eyes are stunning. Brother Gongzi's tone was greasy, as if he was deliberately provoking the beauty, seeing her little face drooping, pretending to be coquettish.

The beautiful woman snorted, but her words were not angry at all, "I know that you men don't have a good thing, since you like that 'Yun Niang' so much, why do you want to come to my nightless sky?

"Eh, you are angry, but your little face is like a budding flower bone, delicate and bright, Chu Chu moving, hahahaha-Ming, Mo Qi," Brother Gongzi looked at the beauty slightly angry, and laughed, "Compared to that Yun Niang's hard and soft, I like your fake seriousness more." ”

Next, there was another round of laughter.

Xuanyi lowered his eyes, it was the first time he had set foot in such a place, and he was at a loss. He felt that in his ears, in his eyes, and what he felt, were all demons and monsters.

Tsing Yi flashed, and Shen Qingjun rushed up to the next floor.

Xuanyi had no choice but to chase along the road and climb the stairs.

From the stairs, several women walked down, about to pass him.

They wore heavy makeup and red lips like blood. Painted with half-curved willow eyebrows, not angry has been lightly raised. The eyebrows and eyes are pink like peach blossoms, and the red on the forehead is swaggering.

The lights are shining, and the little face is as bright as a firefly. If you look closely, it was pasted with mica sheets and colored paper.

In addition, they also wear all kinds of beads and flowers on their heads, just like a blooming bonsai, which can be said to be vulgar or gorgeous.

"Oh, look, there's a monk who has come to eat flower wine!" There was a round-faced woman, with a plump figure, her long eyes narrowed, and her smile suddenly appeared, "This is really rare!"

"Yo, this monk looks so handsome, why can't you think about it so much, you have to escape into the empty door!" Another woman was wearing a pink gauze dress, her white body loomed, she glanced lazily, her body softened, and climbed up Xuanyi's arm, "Follow my sister, I promise to let you 'see through the red dust', hahahaha-"

The round-faced woman also laughed when she heard this, she twisted her body, revealing her white chest, "Little monk, we are much more interesting than that Buddha, are you interested in finding out?"

Xuan Yi closed his eyes, waved vigorously, shook off the entangled arm of the pink coat, and steadily stepped up the stairs.

It stinks, the cheesy smell, it's almost suffocating.

Behind them, the two were still "showing their teeth and claws", as if they were showing their "fangs".

"Fake and serious fake monk, if you miss this village, you won't have this shop, are you really not interested?"

"Go, go, you two people from the 'Sigh Red Mansion' come to us and do nothing at night, don't tarnish our reputation. A rugged male voice shouted at the two.

"It's all open to do business, and you still dislike us, what's the matter, don't you want to boast of being elegant and clean even when you don't stay awake?"

"It's none of your business, where to fight, where to fight!"

Xuan Yi went up one floor, but he didn't see any running figures. He turned a few corners, anxious.

"Is that you? You're back?" a voice came from behind, softly voiced in a tone not quite like the seductive voice that never sleeps.

Xuanyi turned around and saw a woman in a red dress, her eyebrows were clear, her eyes were a little powdered, she seemed to be a certain age, and there were a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but she was bright and moving. Red lips have been dotted.

She looked at Xuanyi, a little surprised, and then chuckled, "Sure enough, it's not...... Sorry, I recognized the wrong person......"

"This girl, have you seen a woman in green clothes?" asked Xuan Yi with his eyes lowered. He felt that this woman was different from what he had seen before, so he couldn't help but ask.

Hongyi seemed to think Xuanyi's words were funny, so he laughed a few times, his eyebrows and eyes crooked, "You call me a girl? At my age, it is more than enough to be your mother." Little monk, you are so interesting. ”

Xuanyi was a little at a loss and restrained. He lowered his head and looked at the ground.

"Eh, you look like I bullied you. Little monk, forget it, I won't tease you, the Tsing Yi you are referring to is Shen Qingjun, the daughter of the Shen family?"

Xuan nodded, "Exactly." ”

"Come with me, she's in my room," Redcoat pointed to the endless corridor, "and the next corner is." ”

Xuanyi followed behind the red clothes and listened to her.

"Don't call me girl, my name is Red Sleeves, you can call me Red Sleeves, or you can call me Sister Red Sleeves. I know you, are you the monk named Xuanyi?"

Xuan Yi was stunned, but there was still no expression on his face.

"Aren't you surprised, where did I find out?" As if she could hear what people were thinking, Red Sleeves had insight into Xuanyi's heart, she turned her face sideways, and glanced at the white-clothed monk behind her, "Don't think about it." I know you, but she's drunk and keeps calling your name. ”

Xuanyi's body paused and did not respond.

"Hey—it's a feeling that can't be reciprocated, Xuanyi, you say, isn't she stupid?" Red Sleeves said, but he didn't wait for Xuanyi to answer, and said to himself, "What a stupid girl, knowing that there is no result, but not believing it, and sincerely paying the wrong person, it will only increase sadness." ”

No.

"Xuanyi, you belong here, you are the child chosen by the Buddha......"

"Xuanyi, you have a wisdom root, and you will eventually achieve positive results......"

The words of interpretation and argumentation were repeated in his ear again and again at this time.

Xuanyi frowned. In the end, nothing was said.

"I thought she was the same as me......" Red Sleeves whispered for a moment, and suddenly raised her voice, "Ke Xuanyi, why are you chasing after you?"

“...... I can't rest assured. ”

"What the hell are you worried about?"

“...... Her safety. ”

"That's all?" Red Sleeves stopped at the door of a room, she turned around and stared at Xuanyi's figure, imposing, "If that's the case, don't do it next time." If you do this, you will only make her sink deeper and deeper. Go in, tap, she's asleep. ”

Red Sleeves nudged open the door and pointed at Genichi.

Shen Qingjun was lying on a soft cushion, holding a wine jug in his hand, his posture was wide and a little indecent.