Because of the difference in physiological structure and growth environment, even if a professional actor pretends to be a woman or a woman pretends to be a man, it cannot be vivid, and there will always be flaws in some behaviors or subtle expressions.

Ji Rouer grew up with Rong Fei since she was a child, and she will naturally be affected in some aspects. For example, a sense of crisis, vigilance, independent thinking and keen observation.

After a short period of doubt, Ji Rouer quickly found something wrong with these two beautiful sons.

Although the robe is wide, it is still difficult to hide the slender waist inside when walking, and the swing of the hips and hips is also greater than that of ordinary men. In addition, it can be seen that the two of them seem to have some difficulty breathing, and occasionally pinch the clothes near the two ribs and pull gently, as if they are strangled by something in their chest and abdomen, so it is very uncomfortable.

Although I don't know how to make my face look like a man, from the height comparison and various characteristics of the two, Ji Rouer still guessed the identity of the two.

It was Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan who had disappeared all day.

Seeing the outfits of the two, Ji Rouer couldn't help but smile in her heart, pursed her lips and laughed.

What the hell are these two guys doing!

Just as she was in doubt, Ji Rouer saw the two of them stop and raise their heads to look up.

"What is this place?"

Looking at the golden and brightly lit six-story building in front of him, Murong Qiushui asked suspiciously.

Although it was night, the long street where the two were still crowded with people was very lively. From time to time, there are shy and timid little girls and pretty daughters-in-law in colorful clothes who seem to rub against the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes are shining, which makes Murong Qiushui frown.

How can women in Kyoto be like this... Unrestrained!

"Isn't that written, Golden Wind Drizzle Building."

I don't know if Rong Lan is pretending to be stupid or really didn't understand the meaning of Murong Qiushui's words, so she replied with a smile.

"I'm asking what is in this building, why doesn't it look like a serious place."

"Hehehehe, does my sister know about Qinglou?"

"A brothel?"

Murong Qiushui's brows furrowed even tighter.

"It's different, brothels don't sell themselves."

Rong Lan explained.

"So... Is this a showmanship or a sell-out? ”

Murong Qiushui's tightly knit brows stretched a little.

"It's a place to sell your art, but also to sell your body. Hehehe, hurry up and go in, the aroma inside is chaotic, and I'm afraid I'll lose the surname Dou after a while. ”

Rong Lan, who was dressed as a handsome man, pulled up Murong Qiushui, who was dressed as a heroic man, and walked towards the gate of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

The two men walked hand in hand, but the pedestrians around them all looked strange, and even some women even admired them after seeing them.

Swim with your arms, so elegant!

Although Ji Rouer couldn't hear the conversation between the two, she could see the signboard of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building. Although I have not heard the name of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, I already know what kind of business this place is based on conjecture.

The woman went to the green building, it's ridiculous.

In the small courtyard of Xuanwu Hutong, Ji Rouer looked at the two Jinlan sisters who entered the Qinglou disguised as men, and they were angry and funny. At the same time, I was also a little hesitant and curious, should I follow the perspective of the two to see what the legendary Qinglou looks like?

While he was hesitating, two young and handsome men holding hands and swimming together appeared in the picture.

Hey~!

Ji Rou'er couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps appeared on her arms and neck.

Men in Kyoto are all ... That's right.

If Rong Fei did this kind of thing one day, he would definitely kill him.

Before the goosebumps receded, Ji Rouer suddenly felt that one of the two men holding hands and swimming together looked a little familiar.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Silver Light Princess Zhu Leyao!

A princess has a private meeting with a man?

A terrible thought welled up in Ji Rou'er's heart, but after taking a closer look at the man holding hands with Zhu Leyao, she found that it was also dressed as a woman.

The costumes of these two people are the same as those of Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan before, and they have reached the level of being fake, and it is extremely difficult to see the clues if they are not carefully distinguished.

Seeing Zhu Leyao and the man holding hands and walking into the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, Ji Rouer's worldview had some signs of collapse.

Right now... It's popular... Do women visit green houses?

What kind of world is this!

Fortunately, Rong Fei is not like this.

Rong Fei's figure flashed in his mind, allowing Ji Rouer's worldview to be restored.

After adjusting her thoughts, Ji Rouer decided to take a look at what Rong Fei was busy with and clean her eyes that were stained by filth.

was about to control the large array to find Rong Fei's traces, but he was attracted by a figure that suddenly broke into the picture.

A moon-white robe, holding a folding fan, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white face, a dashing and handsome little Langjun.

This is a figure that can be recognized even if it turns into ashes.

Even if his appearance has changed slightly, even if he changes his vest, even if he pretends to be Sven, Ji Rouer can still see through his essence at a glance.

"Rong... Not! ”

Watching Rong Fei enter the Golden Wind Drizzle Building step by step, Ji Rouer finally couldn't control her emotions and gritted her teeth and roared.

Fortunately, the impulse was only temporary, and after taking a few deep breaths, Ji Rouer finally regained her sanity and calm.

First Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan, then the princess Zhu Leyao and an unknown woman, and at this time, plus Rong Fei, what is in this golden wind drizzle building that attracts them?

Furrowing her brows and staring at the gate of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building in the picture, Ji Rouer fell into deep thought.

After a moment, Ji Rou'er's tightly knit brows relaxed, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

She remembered a story Rong Fei had told before, a story about 'the monk can touch it, why I can't touch it'.

You can go, why can't I?

……

There is a poetry meeting in Jinfeng Drizzle Building tonight, Liu Yingrong took Zhu Leyao to see the excitement and relax, it is not once or twice that a woman dresses up as a man to mess around. Shoufu Liu Chuanfang and Emperor Yan Zhu Sheng heard about it, but they never made any trouble, so they were scared and tossed.

In order to facilitate the pursuit of the shopkeeper of Qiancaotang, Murong Qiushui and Rong Lan pretended to be men, and followed the pollen fragrance on Dou Qi's body all the way.

Nicknamed the 'Thirteen Vicious Dogs', the anti-immortal division was hunted upside down, and the trafficker gang in the four cities was turned upside down, and while looting a lot of money, he also grasped the movements of several big leaders. After Rong Fei sent Wei Lin back to the city, he learned from Gu Fengxiao and them that Xue Boss, the leader of the traffickers in Nancheng, and his second leader, Li Mi, had a secret meeting in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building. So according to the plan made with Gu Fengxiao and Li Xiang last night, Rong Fei also rushed here.

Jinfeng Drizzle Building is one of the most influential green buildings in Kyoto, which is jointly opened by the four major gentlemen, and Chang Huaien Chang Ya Nei has become the largest owner here because of the largest investment, the largest strength and the highest prestige.

Qinglou is different from a brothel.

As Rong Lan said, the biggest difference between the two is the word "art".

People who go to brothels are purely for the sake of venting their sensual desires, while people who go to brothels have a much more complex purpose.

There are those who simply come to appreciate talents, those who want to make a name for themselves here, and those who use this place to communicate and public relations, and so on.

The opening of the poetry club in the Qinglou was one of the shortcuts for the literati to make a name for themselves in Kyoto.

This kind of poetry meeting is usually held in a more intimate private room, but in a more noisy hall on the first floor, where there are more people waiting for people.

If you want to be famous, of course, the more people you have, the better.

Rong Fei entered the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, and immediately a neatly dressed young man greeted him.

"This son looks at the face, but it's the first time to visit our Golden Wind Drizzle Building."

Looking at this polite and smiling man, Rong Fei was a little surprised. Whether it is a costume drama I watched in my previous life or a brothel in Fencheng, it is usually an old bustard dressed up to welcome customers, but the Golden Wind Drizzle Building is ingenious to welcome guests by young men.

Thinking that this should be the turtle father, but seeing that the man was neatly dressed, and there was no trace of lewdness on his face, Rong Fei didn't dare to be sure of his guess.

"May I ask if Childe is alone or with friends?"

"Just me."

"May I ask what the son's preferences are, the little jasper or the talented girl of poetry and books."

"It's not necessary for the time being, just find a slightly cleaner place and serve some food and drinks."

Rong Fei's gaze swept over the edge of the first floor and said.

"Please move and come with Xiaode."

Through Rong Fei's clothing and temperament, Gui Gong guessed that it should be a scholar who came to participate in the poetry meeting, so it was not surprising that he respectfully led Rong Fei to an empty table in the corner to take a seat, and then went to beckon the maid to serve wine and food.

It is the woman who welcomes the guests in the Fencheng brothel, and it is the man who runs the hall, but this golden wind drizzle building is completely reversed.

The people who served the food and wine were all young and beautiful women.

In addition to sighing, Rong Fei set his sights on the poetry meeting that had just begun.

In the middle of the hall, more than a dozen round tables are arranged in a circle, and in the open space in the middle, there are several bookcases, and the four treasures of the bookcase room are readily available. In addition, there are game props such as pitchers and wine chips on the ground.

More than a dozen round tables were already full of scholars and Confucian scholars at this time, all of them in long shirts and scarves, gentle and elegant.

At this time, the scholars were playing a poetry game called the Flying Flower Order.

The Golden Wind Drizzle Building has six floors, and in the center of the first floor is a huge circular patio, where the poetry meeting is being held at this time. The courtyard is surrounded by screens to divide the semi-open private rooms, and the second to sixth floors are all fully enclosed private rooms, and outside the private rooms are verandahs that surround the courtyard.

At this time, along the verandah from the second floor to the sixth floor, there were many guests who leaned on the railing to enjoy the poetry meeting below, accompanied by singers and dancers. Whenever a scholar came up with a more ingenious verse, the onlookers would not hesitate to applaud. The sound is amplified by the patio, and it has the impression of moving the sky, which is why many organizers are willing to hold the poetry meeting in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

Rong Fei knew how to play the Flying Flower Order, but he didn't have much research on poetry, but after reading it for a while, he felt a little bored, so he squinted his eyes slightly and pretended to be appreciative and intoxicated, but in fact, he was ready to use his spiritual powers to find out the location of Boss Xue and Li Mi.

In the Qinglou, Rong Fei's psychological pressure is still very great. But there is no way to do this, Gu Fengxiao and they only found out that Boss Xue and Li Mi will have a secret meeting in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building tonight, but they don't know which room they are in.

There are about 100 rooms on six floors in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, and Rong Fei has no reason to find them from room to room.

After a period of training, Rong Fei has been able to adapt to most of the effects on his eardrums and brain when he activates spiritual hearing, plus the medicinal effect of the Xuanbing Creation Pill can quickly repair the damage, so even if there is a lot of noise in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building at this time, it is still within Rong Fei's tolerance.

What really scares Rong Fei is the special service project here.

The woman who works here naturally has to make a sound when serving the guests, and this sound will make the guests feel happy, but for Rong Fei, who is still a virgin in this life, the lethality is a little too great.

But... No way, it's all for the sake of investigating the case!

Rong Fei was about to activate his divine powers to listen to the target location, but a figure staggered to Rong Fei and said in a slightly drunk voice.

"This... Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, can I borrow your desk... Share a table. ”

Rong Fei was about to refuse, but the man raised his hand and gestured towards the hall on the first floor.

"The entire first floor is full, only brother, there are three empty seats here, and I can't help it. In order to show my sincerity, I will treat this table of wine and food, and I will also give my brother a bottle of good wine. ”

After speaking, the man shook out a wine bottle from his sleeve and put it in front of Rong Fei.

Rong Fei raised his eyes to look at this person, dressed as a scholar and scholar, in his early twenties, his appearance was quite regular, but he didn't know if it was a slightly drunk relationship or his temperament, and the smile on his face revealed a hint of cynicism.

Weighing the wine bottle in his hand a few times, it weighed about a pound, and then looked at the loose and wide sleeves of this person, Rong Fei still had a guess in his heart.

"It's better to meet by chance, please take a seat."

Rong Fei put down the wine bottle and got up to invite.

"Hahaha, it's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance, I am at ease in Xiabai, and I didn't ask my brother Taizun's surname."

"Don't dare to be a brother, in Xia Cui Ying."

Rong Fei made up a name to deal with it.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then sat down.

Bai Zizai opened the bottle of wine he brought, and suddenly a strange fragrance spread, causing the guests at several tables around to turn their heads and keep twitching their noses, greedily sniffing the wine.

"It smells so good!"

Rong Fei is not a good drinker, but he still can't help but praise when he smells this peculiar aroma of wine.

"Hey, hey, it's naturally good wine to almost put half a life in."

Bai Zizai said quite complacently while carefully pouring wine into the wine glass.

"Oh, why did Brother Bai say this?"

Rong Fei is a very wary person, except for the need to be false and wronged with strangers because of the need to investigate the case, he usually does not take the initiative to talk to people.

However, this Bai Zizi makes Rong Fei look very pleasing to the eye, perhaps because he is as his name suggests, he is called Free, and his speech, expression, movements, etc. are also very comfortable, without pretentiousness.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Bai Zizai carefully filled the two small wine glasses, first picked up a glass with both hands and sent it to Rong Fei, then picked up the glass in front of him and put it under his nose and sniffed it deeply, revealing an intoxicated expression, and then picked up a chopstick and knocked it on the edge of the wine glass, making a jingling sound, shaking his head and singing softly.

"There is Danzhou in the east, there is a mountain in Danzhou, there are spirit monkeys in the mountains, spirit monkeys are good at making wine, the wine name is monkey wine, Baiguo Ganoderma lucidum is brewed, and the body of drinking is great, hey, body, body, great!"

Rong Fei's face was confused, and he said in his heart, this Bai Zizi can't be a fool, right? Why did you sing it without warning, aren't you ashamed?

"Brother Cui, how am I singing?"

Bai Zizai stopped his chopsticks and asked expectantly.

"Hmm... It's good, it's good. Drinking, drinking. ”

Rong Fei nodded awkwardly, and then raised his glass to persuade him to drink, in case this guy started singing again.

In the mouth of the wine, the rich mixed fruit aroma spread and instantly filled the entire mouth, and Rong Fei's spirit was immediately shocked.

"Delicious!"

"Hey, hey, yes. The mountain in Danzhou is called Lingqi Mountain, the mountain is full of spiritual energy, and the grass and trees are far more lush than those grown elsewhere, especially the fruits that bear fruit, which are not only extremely sweet, but also contain aura. The spirit monkeys in the mountains will collect some of the fruits when they are ripe in autumn and store them in the tree cavities, and then add them to the elixirs such as Ganoderma lucidum and old ginseng to seal and ferment, and this monkey wine will be brewed after January.

Usually this monkey wine is only available to the Monkey King, and the cave in the tree where the wine is made is also closely guarded by the monkeys. Brother Cui doesn't want to underestimate those monkeys, although they have not been able to turn into demons, they are also cultivated. There are not a few eight grades and nine grades, and the Monkey King has seven grades of cultivation. Even if he is a great master of the realm, it is estimated that he is not the opponent of the monkey group. ”

Hearing Bai Zizi's explanation, Rong Fei blinked and did not answer.

Bai Zizai's words contain words such as aura and cultivation, and ordinary people are afraid that they can't understand it at all.

"Hey, hey, don't pretend, Brother Cui, as I said, this monkey wine is full of aura, and ordinary people, no matter how much they drink, they will get drunk and unconscious with just a small sip. Only a monk can feel unaffected, but feel comfortable. So, you're a monk too, aren't you? ”

Rong Fei smiled slightly and did not answer, picked up the wine glass and took a small sip of monkey wine before diverting the topic.

"Since the monkey group is so difficult, how did Brother Bai get this monkey wine?"

"Hey, that's a long story."

Bai Zizi, who was asked about the itch, slapped his thigh, and his eyebrows fluttered and told the story of getting monkey wine.

"After sealing the collected hundred fruits and elixir spirit grass into the tree hole, the monkey king will lead the monkey group to strictly defend it, without the help of three or two realm masters, it is difficult to obtain this monkey wine. But this is difficult for others, but it is difficult for me. Hey, hey, hey, I just..."

Speaking of the key point, Bai Zizi stopped talking, and smiled slyly at Rong Fei.

"Brother Cui, you might as well guess what method I used to get the monkey wine."

Bang!

Before Rong Fei could answer, a woman's scream suddenly sounded on the verandah on the second floor.

"Blood... Blood... Blood..."