"I'll go in and find someone, and you'll just wait here, don't move. The strong man commanded and went straight into the house.

Changfeng waited at the door stiffly, he looked at the people coming and going, and found that they were all women, and became more and more curious about what kind of place this was.

After waiting for a long time, the strong man came out of the house and led him in.

The two bypassed the noisy crowd and entered a room in the corner.

Pushing open the half-hidden door, I found that someone was already waiting for me inside the door.

There was a middle-aged man standing in the room, with black and vertical hair, slanted sword eyebrows, slender black eyes, a high nose, and closed lips. The face is as carved as the facial features are distinct, and the angular face is handsome and abnormal. Wearing a plain white long brocade robe, the sleeves of the robe are slightly rolled up, a jade pendant is hung around the waist, and the red tassel is windless. Holding a white porcelain tea cup in his hand, the mist obscured his sharp eyes.

Wei Changfeng was even more surprised that this middle-aged man was also a monk, and the fluctuations of his spiritual power were far above him, and he was definitely a master of the Ning Dan Realm!

"Master Wen, the person brought it. The strong man bowed.

Master Wen turned his head sideways when he heard this, and his sharp eyes carefully examined Wei Changfeng. Changfeng was looked at by him like a man's back, like falling into a cold pool, and he was awkward.

He stepped forward, lifted Wei Changfeng's chin, and stared at his face seriously, the heat from the tip of his nose blowing on Changfeng's cheeks. It was the first time that Wei Changfeng had been looked at so closely, his face was flushed with shame, and his eyes couldn't help glancing to the side.

"Yes, it's a good seedling, you can go down and get the reward. Master Wen withdrew his hand and said to the strong man.

The strong man looked happy and hurriedly retreated.

There were only two people left in the room, Wei Changfeng and Master Wen, the two of them were silent, the atmosphere was a little subtle, and a little embarrassing.

"Do you know what my place is?" said Lord Wen, breaking the silence.

Wei Changfeng shook his head honestly.

"This place is called Yashige, and I am the shopkeeper here, Wen Qianxiu. As for what kind of business this Yashige is, can you guess?" Wen Qianxiu seemed to be in a good mood, took a sip of tea and teased him.

Wei Changfeng grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and when he entered the city for the first time, he didn't understand the thoughts of the people in their city, and he didn't have a clue after thinking about it for a long time, so he had to speak: "I am stupid, and I ask the shopkeeper to make it clear." ”

"I heard that you owe Mingyue Restaurant fifteen gold coins?" Wen Qianxiu asked after diverting the topic.

Changfeng nodded.

"I see that the spiritual power fluctuations around you have reached the late stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and they can't stop you if you want to run away after eating the overlord meal, why are you honestly sold to me here?"

"Those who cultivate the truth must also be reasonable, and they must not do anything to deceive others. Changfeng replied.

A look of approval appeared on Wen Qianxiu's face: "You are rare to be honest." ”

Changfeng suddenly realized that there was more important news in Wen Qianxiu's sentence just now.

"Am I being sold here?" he was a little surprised. Didn't you just eat a bully meal, how could you even be sold?

"Do you know about brothels?" Wen Qianxiu diverted the topic again.

Changfeng nodded again.

"My Ascot is a duck shop. He squinted and looked at the wind.

The long wind stirred up goosebumps and cried bitterly.

"I bought you for thirty gold coins, and don't think about slipping away until you've paid off your debts, or you'll be miserable. His sword eyebrows flickered, his expression changed suddenly, and the spiritual power around his body gushed out, threatening the long wind of the guard.

Changfeng was in a cold sweat, resisting the urge to kneel, and stood unruly.

"But don't worry, our shop doesn't sell your body, and the people who come to us are all women with heads and faces in Falling Star City and the surrounding sects. His face was again, and he looked at Wei Changfeng with a smile.

"Do you know why I have a crush on you?" he explained to himself before Changfeng could reply. "Needless to say, your appearance is indeed the best choice, and your aura is heroic. What's even more commendable is your shyness as a young man who has just set foot in the world, and the innate simplicity and simplicity, which is a unique temperament. ”

Changfeng blushed a little when he was praised, and rubbed his hands shyly.

"But I don't have any talent?" he scratched his head at the thought of this, a little embarrassed.

"There's no hurry, you can learn. Wen Qianxiu took out a thick stack of books and handed them to him.

"Selected Poems", "Guzheng Express", "Brief Discussion on Calligraphy and Painting", "Chess Score". Changfeng's scalp tingled when he looked at the four books.

"You must be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you take it back to study with good students, I will assess you every day, I will take you around first. Wen Qian repaired the door of the house, and Changfeng followed closely behind him with a book in his arms.

The hall was shuttled back and forth with pairs of men and women, all smiling and contented.

Seeing Wen Qianxiu coming, there were many women walking over with wine cups. Wen Qianxiu greeted them one by one with a smile, and Changfeng saw the thick admiration between the women's eyebrows, and secretly praised this Wen Qianxiu really has some ability.

After Wen Qianxiu sent this batch, he sent another batch away, and the flowers were in the middle, and the leaves did not stick to his body.

Many of the women who came to talk noticed Wei Changfeng behind Wen Qianxiu, and saw that his dodging look was very interesting, so they teased him with words. Changfeng's face was flushed with shame, and he hung his head and didn't say a word.

Wen Qianxiu hurriedly helped Changfeng play the round, and after taking him around slightly, he took him to a quiet bedroom.

"This is your room, you can rest for a while, and start learning tomorrow morning. After Wen Qianxiu said this, he turned around and left.

He lay on the bed and sighed, how could he have encountered such a bad thing when he just entered the city, and now he doesn't know when those sects will open the mountain to accept disciples, if he can't catch up, it will be bad.

Changfeng was very remorseful, why didn't he inherit the cunning character of the old man Wei Qi, he was honest and honest, and suffered a dumb loss.

It's useless to regret it, for now I can only finish my art as soon as possible, pay off my debts, and leave here as soon as possible.

When Wei Changfeng thought of this, he immediately turned over and got out of bed, opened the book, and studied it seriously.

This look is a whole night.