"We have to be careful, those shameless bullnoses will definitely sneak up and follow!"

Zhao Yunqing glanced back at the thief twice, and there were indeed two sneaky figures in cyan clothes on the corner of the street, he casually picked up two large yellow duck pears from the stall on the side of the street, threw one to Chang Xiaoliu, and clicked the other in his mouth, he took out a few small coins from his pocket, and said to the vendor, "Pick up half a bag for me." ”

The two of them wandered around the street, Chang Xiaoliu had more and more things on his body, fruits, pastries, and halva were all placed in a big basket from nowhere, Chang Xiaoliu carried the basket behind him, and there was a package hanging around his neck, which was slightly open, he was jumping behind the master, and from time to time he took out a piece of emerald green sugar from the package and put it in his mouth, the sweet taste made him squint his eyes and smile happily.

"Master, how can we fool those bull noses?" Chang Xiaoliu was a little worried, they had been walking on the street for more than an hour, but those Taoist priests were still following behind, and they were becoming more and more arrogant, not afraid of being seen by Zhao Yunqing at all, and began to blatantly stalk.

"Your wise master, I have my own plan. ”

Zhao Yunqing gnawed on the big pear, looked at the red-walled and green-tiled building across the street, smiled, threw the kernel on the ground casually, said "keep up", and strode over.

Chang Xiaoliu looked down at the kernel, thought about it, or reached out to pick it up, and when he looked up again, he found that the master was walking into a ......

Qinglou?

Chang Xiaoliu opened his mouth wide, looking at the three big characters of Lingyin Pavilion on the signboard and the woman wearing thin clothes upstairs who was walking by, dumbfounded.

It's over, if the master's visit to the Qinglou is known by the master, he will definitely be hung on the cliff to smoke, the last time he was hung for three days, this time I am afraid that he will have to hang for seven days......

Chang Xiaoliu was entangled in whether his innocent self should go in and wade into this troubled water, and when he turned his head, he saw two Taoist priests from Huangting Mountain standing outside the Qinglou, who were also full of confusion, and looked extremely happy when they were messy and overwhelmed in the wind, and the smart Chang Xiaoliu instantly understood the master's thoughts.

Huangting Mountain is a Taoist holy land, there are many rules in the door, although it is not as strict as the Western Desert Buddhism to abstain from alcohol and meat, but in order to be a Taoist example, it is never allowed to enter and leave the brothel Qinglou and other places, and in their Changliu Mountain, although there is no such regulation, but as an elder in and out of the Qinglou, it is not very good, and it will not make people look down on Changliu Mountain, and it will attract a lot of sarcasm from Huangting Mountain, so no one in the door will go to this kind of place.

It seems that the master is fighting.

Chang Xiaoliu sighed silently, thought for a while, or chased after him, he ran past the two Taoist priests in small steps, and easily pinched the pits of the master and his leftover fruit into crumbs, and threw them over, one by one, and smashed them on his clothes.

Suddenly a large yellow stain was splashed.

"Damn!"

"The big ones who stay in the mountains are bastards! The small ones are also bastards!"

The two Taoist priests were stunned for a long time, watching the little ghost get into the green building, looking down at the miserable clothes, and suddenly jumping to their feet and scolding.

"Guarding this green building!"

"I don't believe they won't come out!"

The two of them were furious, standing opposite the Qinglou, as if they were going to consume it with them.

And Chang Xiaoliu, who had just entered the Qinglou, was already flushed at this time, the sound of silk and bamboo in the building was pleasant, and there were girls walking upstairs and downstairs, and there was a strong smell of fat powder on his face, and the laughter was endless, where had Chang Xiaoliu seen this kind of scene? Although there were many female monks on the mountain, and the senior sisters were also very beautiful, most of them were either practicing swords, or on the way to practice swords.

Chang Xiaoliu, who was dumbfounded, sniffed the intoxicating fragrance lightly, but suddenly remembered the sister he had seen in the teahouse, Chen Muqi, he remembered the name, and he still had the jade pendant on his body.

Chang Xiaoliu watched it in the building for a while, Yingying Yanyan, thousands of colors, all of them are beautiful in the world, but he still thinks that that sister is better-looking.

"Hey, little ghost, this isn't the place for you!"

A middle-aged woman finally noticed him, she walked over quickly, waving her hands to pick up people, "Hurry up, go quickly, don't make trouble." ”

Chang Xiaoliu slipped past the woman's side, "I'm here to find someone." ”

The woman crossed her hands on her hips, "Looking for your father?"

"Find my master!" Chang Xiaoliu thought for a moment and added, "The one who just came in, wearing gray clothes and carrying a sword on his back." ”

"That immortal master?" The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, looked up and down suspiciously, Xu is Chang Xiaoliu's sincere expression played a role, she pointed upstairs casually, and said, "Turn left on the second floor!"

Chang Xiaoliu ran up quickly.

Pushing the door in, Chang Xiaoliu suddenly relieved his heart, the master didn't have a girl.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

Zhao Yunqing sat by the window and glared at his apprentice, very dissatisfied.

"Master..... If you go back, you're going to be beaten by the master. Chang Xiaoliu sat down, very sad, Master won't affect himself, right?

“......”

This apprentice loves which pot he doesn't open and which pot he doesn't mention.

Zhao Yunqing ignored him, and secretly poked out two eyes from the window frame, "Those two bull noses are still waiting at the door!"

He thought for a moment and smiled evilly, "Gotta add some spice to them." ”

Chang Xiaoliu blinked, "Master, what do you want to do?"

"You'll find out in a moment. Zhao Yunqing felt in his pocket, took out the money, and walked out of the door quickly.

Not long after, Chang Xiaoliu heard a few flattering shouts from downstairs, he walked to the window and looked down.

At some point, a few scantily clad women walked out of the downstairs, stretching out their hands to pull the two Taoist priests, while shouting loudly, "Daoist Master of Huangting Mountain, you two haven't been here for a long time", "Yuan Yuan misses the two of them very much" and so on, which frightened the two Taoist priests to get rid of their entanglement in a hurry and fled in shock.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Chang Xiaoliu looked back, and the master was walking in with satisfaction, his face was full of pride, he was silent for a long time, but still said, "Master, you are really damaged." ”

Zhao Yunqing was not ashamed at all, but said proudly, "Isn't it a matter of course to pit those cow noses!"

After speaking, he hooked his fingers and said to Chang Xiaoliu, "Okay, the guy who is in the way is gone, and we have to go to the main master." ”。

"Where to look?"

"An inn called Yunhailou. Zhao Yunqing whispered, "Descendant of the Sword Gate...... I haven't seen it in years. ”