The east duty room naturally found nothing in the Shi family, and several Daolang returned to the Daolang Pavilion in disgrace.

"Thank you!" Weng Lie was happy to hear about the deflated East Duty Room, but he couldn't allow the Daolang Pavilion to be humiliated.

"Yes."

Xie Gou grabbed a chicken leg, was gnawing on his mouth full of oil, and replied without raising his head.

Weng Lie raised his leg and kicked him, and said, "Go, take a few white servants to Shi's house to keep an eye on them, and report any disturbances in time." ”

"Okay!" Xie Gou stuffed the unfinished chicken thigh into his mouth three or two times, wiped the chicken fat from the corner of his mouth a few times and ran out.

"This kid ......," Weng Lie shook his head and smiled.

"It's very positive." Hou Feibai gave Xie Gou an assist.

Weng Lie said with emotion: "If he has your brain, I am very pleased." ”

"That can't be." Hou Feibai smiled, looking at the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the ground through the window, he stretched his waist and said, "It's been a long day!" Weng Chuyi, can I be worth it? ”

Entered Yuegang City early in the morning, but went to the drunken flower building in the middle of the morning, and it was almost noon when I came back to complete the assessment in the Daolang Pavilion, and I didn't even eat lunch before I went to the small wine shop to pretend to be X, and then I arrested Xu Zhong to force a confession.

It wasn't until Kim Wuxi sank that the long day stopped.

Out of the west duty room, Hou Fei Baifei got on the back of the horse demon Ma Xiaoshan.

"I thought my master had forgotten me." Ma Xiaoshan said aggrievedly.

Hou Feibai was speechless, "It's only been a day, okay?" Let's go, go to Jingxing Lane to find an inn to live in. ”

Out of the Daolang Pavilion, Ma Xiaoshan's hooves were particularly crisp on the bluestone pavement.

"The master is now a red-clothed knife man, there must be a lot of Yulu, right? In the future, follow the master to eat and drink spicy, it is simply beautiful. ”

Ma Xiaoshan's words were like a ruthless knife piercing Hou Feibai's heart.

Yes, there should be a fortune, right?

Hou Feibai was stunned, it seems that no one has told him how many people in the red-clothed Daolang are?

"After following the master, in the morning I will eat Lujia buns, as well as Sun Haoshou's bamboo shoots and meat noodles, in the morning snacks to eat Li Ji's honey peach and sugar lychee, Grandma Xiong's fried chestnuts, simple at noon, the goose and duck steak steamed in the drunken Xianju, lotus duck stick, Sihulou's sheep four soft, five-flavor apricot cheese sheep on it, in the afternoon to some meat cake, sugar cake, milk cake, jujube cake, chestnut cake, meat and vegetarian salty and sweet are not the same, in the evening, at night...... Ay? Master, what do you say I should eat at night? ”

Ma Xiaoshan walked all the way, talking about a happy life in the future, causing Hou Feibai to secretly feel pain for his money bag, and at the same time curious.

Hou Feibai asked him, "I said, where did you get all this food?" ”

I entered Yuegang City at the same time as this horse, how do you know everything, but I don't know anything?

"When I was in the Flame Village before, I listened to what the masters in the village said." Ma Xiaoshan shook her sexy pony buttocks, "And then it's Zhu Xi, along the way, she introduced a lot of delicious food in Yuegang City." ”

Hehe...... You have a wide range of friends, Hou Feibai was speechless in his heart.

Ma Xiaoshan is worthy of the name of talking, and he has never stopped from Daolang Pavilion all the way to Jingxing Lane in the northwest of Yuegang City.

When he encounters a way that he doesn't know where to go, he will take the initiative to inquire, and when he encounters something delicious, he will say that the master will buy this food in the future, and even when he encounters a beautiful banshee passing by, he will also tell Hou Feibai that he will find such a housewife in the future.

All the way down, Hou Feibai didn't know how he endured it.

As soon as I entered Jingxing Alley, I heard someone shouting: "Brother Hou!" ”

Hou Feibai unconsciously turned his head, and saw Xie Gou dangling on the street with a paper bag in his hand.

"Thank you! Why are you here? You're not ......" Hou Feibai jumped off the horse and stepped forward.

"There's a white servant staring over there, what are you doing here?" Xie Gou didn't care about the authenticity, he handed the paper bag in his hand to Hou Feibai, "Grandma Xiong fried chestnuts, do you want to taste them?" ”

Grandma Bear's fried chestnuts?

Ma Xiaoshan's saliva is about to flow down.

"Looking for an inn, I just arrived in Yuegang City today, and I don't have a place to stay." Hou Feibai grabbed a handful of fried chestnuts, peeled one and stuffed it into his mouth, and his mouth was immediately full of sweetness.

Ma Xiaoshan hurriedly came over, and the horse's head kept rubbing Hou Feibai's arm.

"If you want to eat, you can talk, and your saliva is almost rubbing on your clothes." Hou Feibai peeled one off in disgust and threw it into Ma Xiaoshan's mouth.

Ma Xiaoshan bared his big teeth and chewed it twice and swallowed it, looking at Hou Feibai with blank eyes, "Master, I still want ......"

Xie Gou directly grabbed a handful of fried chestnuts and stuffed them into Ma Xiaoshan's mouth, "A mount that can talk is really rare." ”

In the Great Wilderness Demon Realm, most of the monsters that act as mounts are monsters in the Awakening Realm or below, and they will never have a chance to advance to the Nine-Rank Realm, let alone transform into a Shape, and a horse demon like Ma Xiaoshan, who is already a Nine-Rank Horse Demon, is indeed rare.

After feeding Ma Xiaoshan, Xie Gou peeled another one to eat by himself, and said vaguely: "What inn are you looking for, you can stay with me." I live on my own. ”

Hou Feibai was about to refuse, but Xie Gou continued, "I rented a yard, and the place is very big. Let's go, take you to the drunken flower building to drink and listen to music, and the drunken flower building at night is the real free cave. ”

Xie Gou forcibly pulled Hou Feibai and walked to Shanhua Lane next to him, where Zuihualou was in Shanhua Lane.

At this time, it was not the beginning of the night, and Shanhua Lane was completely different from the day, so that Hou Fei, who had seen this scene for the first time, didn't know where to look.

The hook railings on both sides are lit up with red lanterns, illuminating the entire Shanhua Alley brightly, and the monsters on the street are in groups, all dressed as scholars.

In front of each hook fence, they set up a high platform, and some of them are a banshee sitting on it to play the piano and music, not to say, this hook bar must be the most capable of instrumental music. On some of the stage, there are several banshees dancing in light gauze and thin clothes, presumably the girls of this hook fence are very good at dancing.

As for the bad ones, there are also banshees playing and singing on the high platform, and the tunes are tactful and flirtatious, making it difficult for the demons in the past to help themselves.

"It's so lively here." Ma Xiaoshan's eyes were straight.

Zuihualou is in the middle of Shanhua Lane.

Tonight's drunken flower building is particularly lively, because in the morning, a talented man wrote a famous poem for Qiaoyun that can be passed down through the ages, and the old bustard specially arranged a venue for Qiaoyun in the hall and asked her to sing that song here.

So much so that now Hou Feibai and Xie Gou can only be at the door, and they can't enter the gate.

In the hall, a richly dressed male demon was not convinced, "Who can make a new word to press this song "One Cut Plum" one end, ten times drunk Hualou, I please!" ”

The rest of the monsters: "......"

"Speak!" The banshee was furious.

Another scholar who looked at his extraordinary identity said: "This poem can be called a famous article, Lin Shide, do you know the meaning of the famous article?" ”

Lin Shide shook his head, and the scholar sighed: "In other words, that red-clothed sword man can leave history with this name." ”

The author turned out to be a red-clothed knife man?

The scholars were stunned, and then depressed, when did the Daolang Pavilion have a red-clothed Daolang who can be famous?

Lin Shide asked without giving up: "Is there nothing that can surpass him?" ”

The scholar shook his head, "It's difficult, it's difficult, it's just a frown, but it's in my heart." Only the national teacher's "Acacia" can stabilize the head. ”

Lin Shide: "......"

In front of the door of the Drunken Flower Building, Xie Gou shook his head and sighed: "Look, who made this sin, you can't enter the door after listening to a song." ”

"If you change the family, it's over, why do you have to worry about the drunken flower building?" Hou Feibai was puzzled.

"You don't understand." Xie Gou shook his head, "Forget it, let's go, go to Baihualou." ”

A second ago, he was obsessed with Drunken Flower Building, and he turned his head to go to Baihua Building.

Fickle man...... No, Banshee.

Hou Feibai sighed.

Shanhua Lane is five miles long, between Baihualou and Zuihualou, separated by a short distance, passing Shanhua Spring on the way, the spring water has been accumulated for many years, gradually becomes a small lake, there are demons here to build a pavilion and pavilion, swing flower path, but it has become a leisure place where the banshees often come to the nearby Goolan fence, so it is also called Baihua.

Next to the swing in the Hundred Gardens.

A banshee who looked like a maidservant gently swayed the swing, "Girl, Qiaoyun is beautiful today." The whole Shanhua Alley has lit up red lanterns for her, and I heard that there will be fireworks to celebrate later. ”

On the swing, there sat a banshee about twenty-eight years old, with the swing undulating, as if there was no weight, and her voice was soft, "You, you're nosy again." She Qiaoyun has such a good life, what can she say? ”

"Girl, don't you also come to this hundred gardens to hide and be quiet, you must naturally dislike it." The servant girl continued.

"Oh, what don't I like. Sang Sanniang has long been dissatisfied with my guarding, now it's okay, when the fireworks go off, everyone knows that there is a new head card in Zuihualou, isn't it good? ”

The banshee on the swing doesn't care about the tunnel.

"Girl, don't you know, even the lotus fragrance around Qiaoyun has become angry, when she saw me, she was called Sister Siqin Sister Siqin, but now her eyes are above the top, and she loves to ignore me when she sees me."

The maidservant Siqin twisted her waist to learn the way Lotus Xiang walked, making the banshee on the swing giggle.

Hou Feibai and Xie Gou passed by the Hundred Gardens, and when they heard the giggling laughter over there, they couldn't help but look over.

At this time, with the sound of firecrackers, fireworks rained down in the sky, like thousands of flowers and trees blooming in the sky.

Suddenly, Hou Feibai froze, and his heart seemed to skip several beats.

I saw that the banshee on the swing was under the light of the lights and fireworks, her nose was exquisite, her skin was like snow, and her lips were more like a plum in the snow, but she was faintly frowning and beautiful, as if she had a natural sense of alienation from the world.

Seeing Hou Feibai staring straight at her, the banshee was quite displeased, jumped off the swing, turned into the small door of the pavilion, looked back and shouted, "Siqin, don't go quickly." ”

The maidservant Siqin didn't know why, so she hurriedly followed.

"Huh? It seemed to be Linnuer and her maidservant just now. Xie Gou said excitedly, "Did you see it?" ”

Hou Feibai was still immersed in the shock of the banshee on the swing, and asked casually, "Who is Lin Nuer?" ”

"You are really old-fashioned, the real number one Oiran Lin Nuer in the drunken flower building, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and she is known as the "talented woman among women", but it's a pity that ......"

In the end, Xie Gou kept shaking his head.

"What a pity?"

Hou Feibai is a good man.

Xie Gou let out a long breath and said, "It's a pity, no one can kiss Fang Ze." ”

"Why?"

Hou Feibai is indeed the essence of praise.

Lin Nuer has always been above the top, saying that she needs to be far superior to her in talent and learning before she has the opportunity to be her guest in the curtain. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Xie Gou sighed again and again.

"Let's go, go back to the Drunken Flower Building."

Hou Feibai turned around suddenly.

"Huh? Ay? There are so many monsters in the drunken flower building, let's go to the lively place, the summer girl in the Baihua Building is also very good! Xie Gou shouted from behind, and when he saw Hou Feibai ignoring him, he shouted again, "You wait for me!" ”

Return to the Drunken Flower Building.

All the monsters gathered in front of the building, looking up at the fireworks that kept exploding in the sky, which meant that there was another top-brand red girl on Goolan Street in Moon Port City.

Qiaoyun stood at the front in full costume, her face was red as if she was drunk, and she was surrounded by the same brightly dressed lotus fragrance.

While all the monsters were watching the fireworks, Hou Feibai and Xie Gou quietly ran into the Drunken Flower Building, but they collided with a banshee dressed as a maidservant.

"You...... Who are you? The banshee asked, surprised.

"I'm here to visit Miss Lin." Hou Feibai smiled slightly.

Xie Gou was stunned, you didn't know who Lin Nu'er was just now, and you rushed to visit someone in a blink of an eye? This sincerity is inevitably too worthless for spirit stones, right?

Hearing Hou Feibai say this, the banshee suddenly raised her face and said, "The slave girl is not a guest, you can go." ”

Hou Feibai didn't care either, and said: "Bring pen and ink, I have a few small words here, and I want to ask Miss Lin to comment on it." ”

As long as the national teacher is not a modern Kyushu person, Hou Feibai is sure to create another world in the matter of copying poems.