The night passed quickly.

The next day, Xuan Qing woke up very early.

Although Xiao Wu saw his friend who he hadn't seen for many years and found temporary joy, he was burdened with a heavy responsibility, and his sleep was extremely unstable this night.

They must work day and night to quickly find the next witch.

A few people left the inn and continued to walk down the street, passing by a flower shop. Xiao Wu suddenly stopped.

His eyes turned to the extraordinarily richly decorated doorway, where a middle-aged woman stood.

"You kid still have the heart to go to a place like this?"

Bai Susu didn't know what the place was in Huafang, and his eyes looked at the door a little ignorantly.

"What is this place?"

Xuan Qing glanced coldly, Bai Susu was about to step forward, but was pulled by Xuan Qing.

"You're a girl, is this the place you can go?"

Bai Susu pouted and retreated behind Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but be annoyed.

Huafang is a place of fireworks, and people like Bai Susu, who are not familiar with the world, naturally do not know this kind of place.

At this time, Xiao Wu's footsteps stepped forward again.

"I have a feeling, it's in this flower shop. ”

Xiao Wu was about to rush forward excitedly, but was stopped by Xuan Qing.

"I'd better go. After all, the two of you are still being hunted, and there are many people here, so it's better to show up as little as possible. “

Xiao Wu felt that what the master said was very reasonable, so he nodded:

"Okay, the three of us are waiting here. ”

Xiao Wu's wrist pierced his fingers, and a drop of blood was lowered in Xuan Qing's hand. A circle of red ripples immediately appeared in Xuan Qing's hand, and the ripples moved slowly, making a buzzing sound, forming a red line that guided the direction of the flower shop.

"Take this, Wuluan's blood, can know the direction of the spirit witch. ”

Xuanqing's wrist strode out and walked delicately towards the flower shop.

There is a middle-aged woman standing at the door of the flower shop, although she is a half-old, she still has charm.

When the man saw Xuanqing, the silk handkerchief in his hand was raised: "I said, this son, please come in, we have all the girls here, you are satisfied~!"

Xuan Qing's face was very calm, but the proprietress looked a little puzzled.

He listened to the words of the proprietress, Xuan Qing's expression did not change much, and he raised his steps and walked inside.

Seeing that he looked like an old uncle, the proprietress shook the handkerchief towards Xuanqing's back and scolded:

"Cold-faced ghost!"

Then he turned his face and beckoned to the next guest who came over.

The interior of the flower shop is a spacious hall, the length and width are more than ten zhang, and there is a circle of delicate wooden tables on the periphery, and the tables are full at this time, and they are drinking wine and teasing the girls.

A red blanket was laid on the floor, stretching from the outer door to the upper floor.

In the center of the hall, a huge high platform was built, and on top of the high platform, a row of musicians had already prepared.

"Why hasn't it come out yet, when will the peony come out?"

One of the spectators slammed the teacup hard.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"That's it!"

The people next to him also began to heckle. Everyone began to talk about it.

"I'm a businessman, and I came here thousands of miles away just to gamble on the demeanor of the peony girl. Why don't you see each other?"

Everyone was complaining, and the proprietress outside the door couldn't stay still, so she didn't care about greeting the new guests, so she hurried over.

"Everyone, rest your anger, rest your anger!"

He shouted upstairs as he spoke:

"Peony, are you okay?

"Our girl is ready soon. ”

From upstairs came the voice of a maid.

After a while, the drums were beating, and flowers from nowhere fell from the sky.

The eyes of the guests widened, those who were drinking put down their wine cups, and those who were eating meat couldn't help but stop their movements, and even the rest of the girls couldn't help but look towards the center of the stage.

After a flute sound, a woman sat on a swing and slowly fell from the sky.

The corners of her clothes rose slowly in the air, and the tulle covering her face also disappeared from time to time, slowly floating in the wind.

"Ah, Peony girl!"

A woman in red, floating from a high altitude, her figure and bearing, had already hooked away the souls of all men.

The willow leaves bent their eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as stars, and a white ravine on their chests, which is very eye-catching.

She didn't seem to care about everyone's gaze, her feet constantly swinging on the swing, and a few coquettish laughs from time to time.

"Sure enough, it's a country and a city!"

There was a sudden sound of praise around him, and Xuan Qing's eyes couldn't help but look at the woman, who was wearing a red gauze dress, covered with a layer of red yarn, and a green silk fluttering in the wind, revealing only a pair of eyes outside, looking forward to the circulation, which was breathtaking.

Xuan Qing didn't care to look at her, his eyes fell on the palm of his hand, and the blood droplets in his palm at this time were sensed and pointed to the center of the stage.

Strange, could it be her?

However, Xuan Qing is not sure, and will only wait for the end of the performance.

Peony's singing and dancing did not last long, and soon dispersed.

When the peony curtain calls, the smock on the face is never taken off, giving people a mysterious feeling.

He bowed and bowed, and then walked upstairs without looking back.

The two little maids hurriedly supported her on her left and right.

"Peony, Peony girl!"

"Who's lucky enough to enter your boudoir tonight?!"

The voices behind him came and went, but the girl who paid the rent peony never looked back.

After a short time, a little boy came down and bowed to the guests and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's still the old rule, the peony girl never stays with guests, if you want to witness her beautiful face, please bid on the side, the winner of the highest silver, you can go to the boudoir tonight. ”

As soon as the words fell, some people became agitated.

"I'll give fifty taels!"

A reckless man stood up, his fat waist swaying, holding a gold ingot in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"Sixty taels!" next to him, a richly dressed boy, glanced at the fat man with disdain.

"Peony girl is such an elegant person, how can she be with someone like you?"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeve fiercely.

"Lao Tzu has money, you can manage it!" The fat man did not show weakness.

"I'll give three hundred taels!"

Someone in the crowd spoke again, and that person's voice was not high, but it shocked the whole audience!

"Three hundred taels! Three hundred taels are out just to see the beauty, it's too big!"

In the crowd, no one suddenly stood up, three hundred taels of gold, equivalent to the salary of an ordinary person who has worked hard for ten years. But the boss did not hesitate, just to see the peony.

"It's no fun. ”

No one can afford to pay more than that.

At this moment, the proprietress came over with a smile:

"Oh, this lord, you are really rich. I'll beckon Peony to accompany you!"

But later, it was much more tactful, the proprietress must have to pay the silver first, and the proprietress immediately took the guest to the bookkeeper and handed over the silver.

The rest of the people looked at the man's back and couldn't help but feel a wave of envy.

The blood drop in Xuan Qing's hand moved again, and he followed the guidance of the blood droplet, took a few steps forward, and found a screen near the staircase.

The screen was one person high, and it was embroidered by hand, and it was a portrait of a woman.

The woman was dressed in red, standing among the peonies, her face was captivating, and she had a peerless beauty.

He looked at the woman's face, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But for a moment, I can't seem to remember it.

While they were pondering, the spectators began to laugh.

"Boy, you want to see the Peony girl too!"

Xuan Qing slowly turned around and looked at the man who had just spoken.

"It's ...... Portrait of the Peony Girl?"

"yes. But she is more than a hundred times more beautiful than this. ”

Xuan Qing was stunned and asked:

"Please help me pass the word down and say ......" Xuan Qing was only halfway through his words before he was interrupted by the other party.

"Hahaha!"

The man suddenly burst out laughing, pointed at Xuan Qing and said to the person behind him:

"You kid also want to see the peony girl! There are more people who want to see the peony girl, and if you really send a team, you would have blocked this street dozens of floors. ”

"It's you, forget it!"

The man laughed again, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

The people next to him also began to point fingers at Xuan Qing:

"Look at you, you are dressed in coarse cloth clothes, I'm afraid you can't even take out ten taels of silver, right?

How can I make the Peony girl tempted?"

Xuan Qing didn't make a fuss when he heard this, and chased after him:

"Do you have to need money to see Miss Peony?"

"Peony has a strange temperament, if she likes it, maybe she won't take a penny, and she will accompany you for an hour. If he doesn't like it, he has to bid, whoever is the owner, she will accompany whomever she is, but she never sells her art. ”

At this moment, the water droplets in the palm of the palm reacted again.

The drop of blood pointed upstairs, and that direction was Peony's boudoir.

Xuan Qing's eyes looked at the portrait again, and suddenly remembered, this is not the girl who was abused by Mu Baifeng in public when he slaughtered Mu Bai's family?

He looked at it again, and it couldn't be wrong with such a face.

After paying attention, Xuan Qing was about to walk upstairs, but was caught by a maid.

"Inform your young lady quickly, and say that the old man is here. ”

"The deceased?"

The little maid also glanced at Xuan Qing inexplicably, "There are many people who want to see the girl, and they really have all the tricks." ”

She muttered like this, and went upstairs with great reluctance.

In the eyes of the little maid. This kid must have gone crazy, it's the first time I've heard of such a lame appointment.

Despite what she thought to herself, she had to convey the words to the girl.

This is the girl's order.

"What's the matter?"

A figure swayed behind the bead curtain, and Peony was grooming in the mirror.

The little maid sighed:

"Now the girl's reputation is growing, and a poor boy downstairs says that he is your old friend. ”

"The deceased?"

Peony's bare hand that was grooming suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Where is he?"

The maid pointed downstairs, "Still waiting downstairs." ”

Peony hurriedly put down the comb, lifted the bead curtain, and glanced downstairs through the crack in the door.

I saw Xuan Qing dressed in a gray robe, and his face was cold. Standing straight, in sharp contrast to the rest of the people in the workshop, he paced back and forth, his clothes carrying wisps of wind as he stride.

Peony's eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out:

"Benefactor!"

ps (The mood is suddenly terrible, and I suddenly feel that there is nothing to love.) ）