The Red House is divided into three floors.

The first floor is a talent show, the second floor is a double talent show, and the third floor is where Oiran and the old bustard Jiang Hong'e live, usually where men stop.

The Oiran here is different from other places, and there is no such thing as a chaperone or a first night.

The purpose of existence, in addition to performing talents, is to simply find a wishful husband for himself, and then let Jiang Hong'e pull the strings, and the lovers will eventually become married.

This approach was naturally criticized at first.

It's been a long time.

And get used to it.

Therefore, the people who enter and exit the Red Mansion Garden are not only for pure fun, but also many people fantasize about finding an Oiran to be a lady.

At this time.

On the first floor of the Red Mansion Garden, there are many people.

"I heard that there is a little Taoist priest who wants to go up to the third floor?"

"I don't agree, uncle, I resolutely disagree, a Taoist priest is not clear-minded, Xiuxian asked, why do you compete with the uncle for Yiyi girl."

"Dare.... Dare to come, fight .... Shoot him! ”

......

Vermilion lacquered red wall.

Eaves flying corners.

Beautiful and picturesque, antique.

The flow of people in the Red Mansion Garden was endless, Lu Shen stepped on the twenty-nine stone steps in front of the door, walked into the gate step by step, and stepped in, and saw a little girl who was more than ten years old and had a pretty face was pacing anxiously, and when she saw the Taoist robe on Lu Shen's body, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly greeted her.

Nor do they speak.

took Lu Shen's hand and walked quickly towards the corner gate on the side.

Lu Shen was surprised:

"Girl, what are you??"

"The slave maid is the mother's maid, the son can be called the slave and the maid Qinghe, the son is late, the mother is waiting upstairs, and she has been urged several times."

"That's right."

As soon as Lu Shen put his mind at ease, he saw Qinghe reaching out to pick up the Taoist robe on his body, and a pair of small hands touched him around, tickling.

Lu Shen was startled:

"Miss Qinghe, also... Please respect yourself! ”

"Puff~"

The little girl smiled playfully and explained: "Don't misunderstand, the guests on the first floor learned that someone went up to the third floor tonight, thinking that someone had fallen into the eyes of Sister Yiyi, and my mother was afraid that you would be beaten to death, so she specially told the slave maid to help you change out of your clothes." ”

"Oh~~"

Lu Shen was inexplicably a little lost, and muttered:

"That's... You don't have to change your underwear. ”

“......”

The little girl rolled her eyes, went up and down, quickly took off Lu Shen's robe, and changed it into a light cyan robe, she smoothed out the folds on Lu Shen's body, looked around Lu Shen a few times, blinked her beautiful big eyes, covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Not bad~"

Not to mention that Lu Shen has just turned sixteen, and his stature is already similar to that of an adult.

And because of the cultivation of immortal Changchun Gong, the muscles are well-proportioned, the limbs are slender and powerful, and he suddenly changed into decent new clothes, and even, there is a hint of amazement, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beautiful man.

Qinghe didn't delay any longer, and led Lu Shen into the hall on the first floor.

In the center of the hall, there is a round platform, there are beauties dancing on it, the sound of silk and bamboo is accompanied by the sound of dancing, all around is full of three religions and nine streams, some push the cup and change the lamp, some loudly coax, there are big men with sideburns, there are weak scholars.

There are also shameless old men.

Holding the wine, his eyes are obscene, and he has been stopping at the full chest of the beauty.

Even stranger.

There were even a few bald-headed monks, reciting scriptures in their mouths, their eyes aimed at the beauties, and chanting:

"Emptiness is color, color is emptiness......"

There are also many people looking at the entrance from time to time, as if as long as they see a person wearing a Taoist robe appear, they will burst into trouble.

Lu Shen sighed:

"The red dust is rolling, the world is noisy, you and I... All on the path of cultivation. ”

"Childe is gone."

Qinghe saw Lu Shen stop, worried about causing trouble, so he hurriedly grabbed Lu Shen's big hand and walked quickly along the aisle, from the first floor to the second floor, the sound of extravagance faintly came.

The little girl's pretty face was slightly red, and she pulled Lu Shen in a hurry.

Climbing up three floors from a hidden staircase, he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Lu Shen's palm.

Red glass lamps hang high.

Lu Shen saw a white-haired little fox rushing over, and just wanted to squat down and pick it up, the little fox suddenly braked, with a fierce momentum, and snorted his mouth:

"Yo Yo Yo~"

Not only did he not let him hug him, but he also blocked Lu Shen's way.

Qinghe on the side hurriedly said:

"Yingying, don't make trouble, my mother asked him to come up."

"Yoyo~"

The little fox croaked twice more and ran back angrily.

Seeing Lu Shen's inexplicable face, the little girl explained: "Yingying is very sensitive to the smell of people, and men are usually not allowed to come up on this third floor." ”

"Oh."

Lu Shen thought about it, thinking in his heart whether this Jiang Hong'e should be really a fox spirit, and he didn't know why the other party wanted to build this Red Mansion Garden, and it was also built near the Zhenbing Mansion.

Obviously.

This was with the tacit approval of the town soldiers' government.

In this case, it should not be possible to commit murderous acts, but it is better to be careful.

The little girl of Qinghe led Lu Shen through the third floor, and soon came to a spacious room, the little girl smiled playfully and quietly retreated, leaving Lu Shen to look around alone.

This room is large and warmly furnished.

Carved beams and painted buildings.

Bronze mirror silver comb.

Smoke curls.

The curtain is heavy.

Lu Shen took a few steps forward, and saw a screen placed in the depths, on which was a translucent ink painting, with a woman drinking to the moon, carrying a few lines of poetry.

Through the screen, you can faintly see a show bed behind you, and a figure lying on the show bed.

Curvy.

Convex and concave.

“......”

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows and boldly took a few steps forward.

"Yoyo ......"

A few warnings from the little fox sounded in the screen, and Lu Shen hurriedly stopped, and finally saw the verses on the screen:

"Linglu car, Xiaoyao Gui~"

"Luan Feng match, Mandarin Duck Grave~"

"Under the laurel tree, the Tao is ruthless and the most affectionate~"

"The red dust is gone, the lover is robbed~"

"Butterflies fly, broken mirror~"

"Joys and sorrows, the red line is in hand~"

.......

Send paintings, poems and words.

"Red line in hand!"

Lu silently read the poems on the painting, and then thought that he had already saved people, and vaguely felt the true purpose of Jiang Hong'e to establish the Red Mansion Garden, and muttered:

"Mo Fei, it's also for cultivation."

"You've got a bit of knowledge."

Zhao Hong'e got up on the bed, lazily stretched her graceful curves, put on a red gauze dress, showed off her bare feet, bypassed the screen, and appeared in front of Lu Shen, with a pair of hooking eyes, looking Lu Shen up and down, slightly surprised.

Beads and jade......

Lordosis and posterior warp... Jiang Hong'e.

As soon as Lu Shen saw the other party, he remembered the ripples last night, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, especially the outfit in front of him, which could make people squirt blood, so he hurriedly looked away.

"Giggle~~"

Jiang Hong'e looked at the embarrassed little Taoist priest in front of her, laughed and trembled, charming and moving, her smiling face suddenly changed, and reprimanded: "Vulgar husband, dark than something else!" ”

"Don't curse!"

"Hmph~"

Jiang Hong'e hugged her chest, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "It's hard to love a woman, it's ordinary, why bother to twist!" ”

Lu Shen was embarrassed, knowing in his heart that the negotiations between the two sides had begun, and if he couldn't suppress the other party, it would be difficult to take the initiative in the next negotiations, so he boldly retorted:

"Anyone can say big things, if it is really as Your Excellency said, the dignified Jiang Hong'e, the old mother of the Red Mansion Garden, why.... Still perfect? ”

"You... You ......"

Jiang Hong'e was ashamed and annoyed, but she couldn't refute it.

The chest trembled with anger.

Lu Shen was sure in his heart, the pair of dog eyes he practiced in his previous life really did not disappoint him.