"Bihe, can you please come and dance for me?"

Bai Zhi shook the money bag in his hand and asked, he planned to see the startled salamander.

Rumors in the past life: the iron-beaten startled salamander, the words of the hundred family names.

But Bai Zhi is only a teenager, and he has no interest in being someone else's stepfather.

In history, the story of Dolgon and Da Yu'er Shunzhi's mother and son tells men a truth: widows who want to play with children can't eat meat and are easy to get into trouble.

But Bai Zhi did not discriminate against the startled salamander, nor did he intend to avoid her.

A beautiful killer with strong strength but obvious weaknesses is worth his effort.

As a former member of the killer group, he knows that these dead soldiers who have been cultivated since childhood have been brainwashed and controlled all year round, and have almost no independent personality.

Her dedication to Wei Wuji, and her ruthless killing in the end, is just the inevitable fate of being a killer.

For the startling salamander, her fate in the first half of her life is to kill people, and the only thing she wants in the second half of her life is to grow up safely.

For this goal, she can commit herself to the peasant family and be tortured, or she can put down the sword in her hand and be willing to be a courtyard woman.

Bai Zhi admired the greatness of her mother's love, but he didn't dare to easily give his back to such a person before he convinced her heart.

But Bai Zhi wants to see her after all.

The meeting with the salamander is not only a dialogue with the memories of the past life, but also a sense of entering history.

What's more, beauty itself is a pleasurable stimulant.

"The appearance fee of the girl is not low, the slave family will inform the mother in charge, and then go back and forth to the son." When the little girl saw Bai Zhi's bulging money bag, she jumped out to contact the boss with a bang.

Bai Zhi looked at the childlike innocence that the little girl inadvertently revealed, and felt a little warm in his heart.

In a trance, I thought of Xinzheng and the lively and bright little red flower in the palace of King Han.

"Little Red Lotus, are you okay? Without me, I wouldn't be angry with a bun face every day, right? ”

Bai Zhi was leisurely, thinking about the little red flower and her puffing little face.

"Pounding, pounding, pounding",

A knock on the door interrupted Bai Zhi's thoughts.

"Childe, I'm in."

At first, a little girl with a ball head and a blue cloud view short skirt poked her head at the door and looked in, and saw Bai Zhi responding to her, and walked in with a da.

Another person came in behind her, but she saw someone with golden silk and eight treasures and cloud temples, and a blue sea soap and red pearl hairpin; Dressed in a big red cloud brocade dress.

Heavy makeup, eyes with affection, the corners of the mouth are naturally curved upward, and there is a smile that wants to say shyly.

Without waiting for Bai Zhi to speak, the person who came opened his mouth and smiled:

"Bihe, this little hoof is ignorant, and he delayed the son's dance, and the slave family compensated the son."

She bowed and apologized.

Without waiting for Bai Zhi to respond, Fu took two quick steps and knelt beside Bai Zhi, stretching out his slender jade hand to pour him a glass of wine.

"Childe, the slave family has asked someone to invite Miss Wanyan to come over, it will be there in a moment, and please ask Childe to drink this cup and wait for a while."

Bai Zhi raised his eyes and looked carefully. Seeing that although this woman wore heavy makeup and painted eyebrows, she was only twenty-four or five years old, and in her previous life, she was a girl who graduated from college.

But she has extraordinary eyesight, good manners, and enthusiasm with a three-point distance, which not only pleases the guests, but also does not annoy people.

Compared with the two, the little girl who was sitting on the side in a daze looked very young and immature.

Bai Zhi secretly praised in his heart: "What a powerful girl."

He sat in front of the desk, took the wine glass, took a sip, and said softly: "It's just wishful thinking in the next place, why bother the proprietress to entertain you personally." But I haven't thanked the proprietress for her adult beauty."

"Giggle,"

The beauty covered her mouth and chuckled, she looked at Bai Zhi's handsome and extraordinary face with a little childishness, and felt very happy in her heart.

"Little boy, the slave is just a dusty woman, where is the son to say thank you. It's just that the son pays for it, and the slave family arranges for someone to perform, but he just wants the son to be satisfied and happy."

This woman speaks and acts with a down-to-earth and generous attitude, not at all like a delicate and delicate woman, Bai Zhi can't help but feel a little good in his heart.

He smiled lightly, took a jade hand from the beauty and put it in the palm of his hand, stuffed a handful of gold coins into her hand, and squeezed it gently.

"In that case, I'm bothering my sister to accompany me today, and I don't know my sister's name"?

"The son calls the slave Qinghe."

Seeing that she couldn't break free of the little hand that was clenched by Bai Zhi, the jade face of the proprietress Qinghe was shy.

She smacked a few "little perverts" in her heart, but she still had a smile on her face.

Quietly handed over a glass of wine again, took the opportunity to withdraw the jade hand, she clapped her palms, and called in Wanyan, who was already waiting outside the door.

"Little boy, the beautiful girl is beautiful and fragrant, and she is perfect for dancing and music, I don't know if you want to watch the dance first, or listen to the music first?"

Qinghe bit the word "small" heavily.

Bai Zhiqingjun's face suddenly turned black.

This woman is really short-sighted.

Don't you know that I have only a lot more experience than you in my past and present lives?

However, he couldn't open his mouth to argue, so he set his eyes on the startled salamander standing on one side.

No matter how many times he watched it, Bai Zhi couldn't help but marvel: although the woman in front of him was a killer, she was really beautiful.

Her skin is snow-white, her pretty face is delicate, her palm-sized little face is sipping a delicate and lovely nose, her red lips are soft and shiny, and her eyes are purple like the most precious cat's eye jade, and her eyes are flowing and charming.

looked down, but saw that her collarbones were exquisite, her breasts were full, there was no trace of fat on her flat lower abdomen, and her small waist seemed to be a gift from God.

The round and slender thighs loom in the half-hidden skirt, and the boundless spring light is set off between the movements of the steps.

A pair of small and delicate jade feet are also delicate and smooth, white and translucent, and the jade toes are like pearls.

After a closer look, Bai Zhi withdrew his gaze.

Although the beauty is good, if it is too vulgar and straightforward to watch, it will make people feel uncomfortable.

He looked back at the proprietress Qinghe and said with a light smile: "I have already seen the dance of the beautiful girl, it is indeed graceful and wonderful." Now I want to listen to the sound of Miss Yunrou's piano, I don't know if she may be able to play "Mountains and Flowing Water"?

In this era, mountains and rivers are a classic piece of music that all musicians must learn.

It's not a difficult piece to play, but it requires a deep emotional commitment.

Whether or not you can play well is the key difference between ordinary musicians and piano masters.

Bai Zhi opened his mouth to be a mountain and flowing water, obviously a person who knew music theory, the proprietress did not dare to respond easily, and moved her eyes to Wanyan.

But I saw her head lightly, her mouth slightly open, her voice was like a clear spring, and she was pleasant: "This song is not difficult, the slave family is willing to give it a try for the son."

Hearing this, Bai Zhi raised his glass from afar, took a sip, and signaled that she could play on her own.

On his side, Qing He sat aside, his snow-white jade face as smooth as fat.

Bai Zhi's heart moved slightly, grabbed Qinghe's little hand, and gently held it in the palm of his hand.

Ignoring the beauty's delicate eyes, he closed his eyes slightly and listened to the piano music of the startled salamander.

"Ding, knock",

There was a sudden explosion in my ears, and the sound was like a thunderbolt......