Chapter 112: Reverse clichés, open in place
Standing in front of the door surrounded by the veil lanterns of the "Ethereal Pavilion", they hesitated.
It makes sense that it has it all: a wash-off tub and hot water, a soft and comfortable bedroom and bed, soothing incense and the soft sound of music.
Not only can you get a good night's sleep, but you also don't have a bit of a fluttering feeling.
If...... It would be better without these twenty or so beautiful women in the hall who are looking forward to it!
Now the eyes of all the kabuprostas are on the three of them, as if they are going to be eaten alive, even Yun Chu, who is dressed as an ugly girl!
"I said, why don't we sleep on the streets."
"No, it's okay, let's just order a few quiet ones and play a tune."
"It's not good, I'm a noble girl, you are also a serious monk, and it's really not decent to go to the mortal world to prostitute yourself."
Jiang Yingxin said: In the book, one is a vicious female partner, the other is the strongest junior who is rich and powerful, and the other is a demon cultivator who kills people without blinking.
The three of them can't make up a decent one, what kind of baggage do they have? That's it!
"Where's Mommy? Come to the best of the three fuqins and arrange a large room. As soon as Jiang Ying's words came out, everyone in the Ethereal Pavilion knew that it was a big deal!
Recently, the gang of sons and brothers who put on their pants and don't recognize people are pretending to be honest people at home, and the business is bleak.
"Oh, the guest officer is so grand and has a good eye! Arrange a bright suite, three ...... Hey? Who is this girl? ”
Jiang Ying turned his head to look at the flat-chested bucktooth version of Yun Chu's uncomfortable and cramped look, and turned around to explain: "He looks like a boy and a girl, and he is still a chick, don't scare him, mother!" ”
"Oh, okay, I promise that the three masters will not disturb each other when they are interested, but also communicate with each other~" This old bustard said that he was happy about perverted sexual fetish, which was really surprisingly professional.
"By the way, there's a backyard, right? Our room was going to have a terrace. Jiang Ying said frankly, but the old bustard became more and more narrow.
I saw her hook her finger to the placket of Jiang Ying's chest, and said with a look on her face:
"Beautiful beauty, today in our Ethereal Pavilion both, looking at the beautiful scenery to make a beauty...... Childe is young, so he will enjoy it! ”
Behind Jiang Ying, Ma Pan and Yun Chu's eyes changed when they looked at her.
Feeling that Rumang was on her back, Jiang Ying could only rush hard, and she smiled contemptuously at the old bustard: "As long as you talk a lot, lead the way!" ”
Ma Pan's face behind Jiang Ying was already red to the color of pig liver, and he didn't know what strange disease he thought was dying.
After trying to get rid of the images that shouldn't be in his mind, he walked inexplicably and began to have eight inside.
Tonight, the three prostitutes with the best piano skills all gritted their teeth and wanted to squeeze the other two down and get the opportunity to serve Jiang Ying.
Just look at it, an ugly young man, a stupid fat man, and a handsome white-faced brother, the choice is clear at a glance.
But they were supposed to sit in a row and ask someone to pick them first, but after they entered the house once, the three male guests sat in a row first—the three of them sat cross-legged on the terrace facing outward, so that they couldn't even look at their faces.
"Uncle, this is ......" The three girls looked at each other.
"Let's play each of them first, and we'll hear the strength."
In other books, the Qinglou woman inquired about the information, and the story had to be changed to Jiang Ying - from the Qinglou woman's mouth to find out the information!
It's easy to guess what the girls think - more handsome benefactors, more tips. If you ask for something, you can be attacked, and if you are attacked, you will have to answer all questions, and this "ethereal journey" may be full of harvest.
The sound of the piano is different in three sections and sections, the mournful "Palace Wall Willow", the romantic "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and the sad "Shocking Mandarin Ballad".
It's all love tunes, Jiang Ying tilted his head slightly: "The three of them are really good at the piano, I don't know if they can answer the next question." ”
"Childe, excuse me."
"Now in this Qiantang, who is the phoenix and who is the mandarin duck?"
Someone rushed to reply: "Jiao Niang knows! The king and queen of nature are phoenixes, sons...... And I am a mandarin duck. ”
This is fun for Jiang Ying, what about putting the whole work on hold? But it's good, she livens up the atmosphere!
"Oh, this girl has a good sense of humor, please sit forward and take a seat so that I can hear more clearly." Jiang Ying hooked his hand and divided the three girls into two parts at once.
Jiao Niang looked at the other two, and moved the piano forward.
Then Jiang Ying threw out the second question: "Phoenix, one phoenix and one phoenix." But now that the king's draft is imminent, what is the explanation? ”
Jiao Niang replied again: "This ...... A phoenix and a phoenix, there can also be countless larks and orioles. "But this time it was a bit rushed.
"Cut, do you think this Wu Yueguo is a birdcage?" Sure enough, another one named Spring Banquet ruthlessly rolled his eyes:
"It's clear that our king is looking for a girl with spiritual roots and qualifications, and Akari is a concubine beauty, but it's actually ...... What is it? But she doesn't seem to have a good memory.
Mortal monarchs gather immortal cultivators, this is a big taboo! This move will cause dissatisfaction in the immortal cultivation world, why did this King Wu Yue do this in a dignified manner?
Jiang Ying was only stunned for a moment, and then continued: "This girl is a Bai Xiaosheng's style, let's sit forward and have a good chat." ”
"Thank you, Childe!" Spring Banquet hurriedly moved forward, now only the new one is left.
"In this way, in the future, our Wu Yue Kingdom will be a place for cultivating immortals, and those three girls should also be fairies in the future." Jiang Ying planned to make small talk for a few words, find the conversation and listen to it again.
The spring banquet hurriedly answered: "How can we be fairies, the son has been promoted." ”
"Fairies are all made of money...... "The newcomer muttered with his head bowed. Although the voice was small, it couldn't escape Jiang Ying's ears.
"Why did the girl say that?"
The new girl looked at the other two, blushed and said, "I picked up the first benefactor the day before yesterday...... He and his daughter also came to Qiantang for the draft. After that, he complained to me that the top show girls were all equipped with talismans, swords, and fairy water used by the immortals!
But those things, ordinary people have no way to buy them at all, and there are crazy ways to coax them, one price a day! Isn't it just paper? One piece sells for 1,000 taels of silver! ”
At this, her face was no longer red, but strangely white.
Thirty-three taels of spirit stones are a bit expensive, and you can buy magic weapons with this money. Jiang Ying turned her back to them and thought in her heart, if she could know which master it was, her business would open on the spot!
"Cut, he wanted to tip you less! How much was given to you in the end? Is there a two-two? The spring banquet rolled her eyes again, she thought that there were too many words called Begonia.
"Eight...... Eight money. Begonia whispered.
Jiang Ying finally turned around and walked over, stood still in front of Haitang, and helped her chin: "Sister, do you remember which master he is?" ”
Sure enough, he was immature, but he played the piano well.
(End of chapter)