Shen Yun followed behind the Right Envoy, through a long aisle, and reached the corner at the other end.

There, there is a small door.

A leather-armored warrior and a yacha, like two door gods, stood guard on both sides of the door.

Seeing the right envoy, the leather-armored warrior stood as if he had poked a javelin into the ground.

And Yacha's gaze fell on Shen Yun behind him, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he nodded: "Mr. Luo!"

Shen Yun saw that the right envoy didn't pay attention to the two of them, just led the way in front, and in addition, he was told that Luo Ziqing was "cold" before, so he also took out a look of ignorance, held his head high, his two nostrils were facing the sky, and his feet didn't stop, and he went directly into the side door.

Behind him, Yacha was still smiling like a flower, turned around, and nodded at his back again: "Mr. Luo, go slowly." ”

Shen Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: It seems that there is no mistake. Luo Ziqing is this virtue!

So, I decided to hold the money like this for the rest of the year.

After the side door, there is a heavy stacked floor-to-ceiling brocade curtain, luxurious and atmospheric. The melodious sound of the guqin, like a stream under the moon, flowed out of the brocade tent.

The right envoy lifted a corner of the tent in front of him, made a gesture of please, and said softly, "Sir, please." Then, he quickly smacked at him to his right.

Shen Yun understood, walked in, and was suddenly dazzled by the bright lights inside.

Dozens of cases are still enclosed in a large rectangle. The guests sat behind a few cases, and many of them were already a little drunk on their faces. In the middle of the clearing, a beautiful woman in a red dress is stroking the harp. Next to them, there are four slender waist beauties waving their wide sleeves more than two feet long and dancing.

No one noticed this side.

Shen Yun followed the hint of the right envoy, walked generously to the back of the table on the right, and sat down cross-legged on the round futon like most of the guests.

Immediately, the young woman in pink who was kneeling on the right back side of the case leaned forward, revealing her beautiful thin neck and back. Her eyes drooped slightly, her scallop-like eyelashes fluttering. First, he stretched out a pair of jade hands, lifted the long-necked green jade wine jug, and poured the empty wine cup in front of him full of wine. Then, put down the flask and prepare to serve the glass.

Shen Yun gently brushed her hand away and held it up by herself - during the banquet, a few guests drank from the hands of the young woman next to them as if they didn't have long hands. They look so ugly. He didn't want that.

When the woman in pink saw it, she retracted her hand, put it on her lap, and knelt down with her eyebrows lowered.

Very good. Shen Yun secretly let out a long breath. He was really afraid that this woman would stick to her.

Holding the bull's-eye wine cup, he took a sip gently.

Soft in the mouth and sweet in the aftertaste. I don't know what kind of wine it is. Anyway, he had never drunk such a good taste in Fuzixing's restaurant.

He once heard Fu Zixing say that some wines, soft and sweet at first, but they have a lot of stamina, and a few glasses of stomach can make people drunk, but they will not get drunk. So, after drinking, I spit out the truth, and the words that I usually hide in my heart will be poured out like pouring beans.

I'm afraid that the wine here is also the kind that Fu Zixing said. He didn't dare to drink anymore, so he pretended to be lazy and played with the wine cup. I wondered in my heart: What about the circle of screens that surrounded the back? There were hundreds of ambush soldiers, why didn't I see any of them? Could it be that they had withdrawn?

At the same time, he glanced around quickly. Qian Shizun was not among the guests, but his companion Lao Li was. As if sensing his voyeurism, Lao Li picked up the wine cup and pretended to drink. Under his hands, a pair of sharp eyes swept over.

Shen Yun traced all the way to this point, which lasted for several months, which is equivalent to crawling and rolling on the rivers and lakes for several months, and he has also practiced some skills in the rivers and lakes. Before Lao Li looked over, he had already squinted his eyes, looked at the dancer next to him, and took a sip of wine.

Lao Li saw that he looked squinting, obviously a drunken man, and withdrew his gaze with disdain.

Soon, the song was played. The dancers formed four rows and also happened to finish the dance.

The red-clothed beauty got up, picked up the long piano, and together with the dancers, saluted the lord's blessing.

"The little song is soft, and it doesn't mean anything at all. The middle-aged fat man sitting behind the long case at the right end of the main seat held his oily belly with both hands and hummed impatiently, "It's better to watch the sword dance made up by the little girls in our house." ”

When Shen Yun heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyelids, glanced at him, and said in his heart: 'In the station'? Could it be that this is the head of the cantonment station?

Sure enough, the little old man sitting in the middle of the main seat carried a few sparse short whiskers, and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the female dolls in your cantonment are heroic and sassy, and all of them can sing and dance. The official always thought it was a rumor, but it turned out to be true. ”

"There are a few little girls in the institute who have never seen the world, and they have to come with me tonight. Since the eldest lord wanted to see them dance with swords, he asked them to come and dance. The middle-aged man laughed, turned around, and said to the black-robed man who was kneeling in the deputy seat behind him, "Go outside and call them in to come in and dance a sword dance." Tell them to dance well, don't disappoint the old man. ”

"Yes. The black-robed man responded, bowed his head and withdrew.

And the beauty in red and the bunch of dancers with bare arms and legs were quietly led down by a housekeeper.

Whispers rang out from the table.

"What does it mean to dance with a sword?"

"Hmph, Lao Tzu has used a sword for decades, is it possible that he will be afraid of a few little girls dancing with swords?"

"Brother Tie's sword, I don't know that it takes dozens of little girls to be able to lift it!"

"Hehehe......" Those people all looked at the middle-aged fat man on the throne and chuckled.

"Knock! knock!"

Three drums rang out outside the tent, interrupting their laughter.

Immediately, the curtains on both sides were lifted. Girls dressed in fiery red costumes walked in from outside the tent. In contrast to the delicate dancers who preceded them, they wrapped their hair in a high bun with triangular red scarves, with a pink face and a mighty face, a green willow waist, and a long sword in their hands. It is indeed worthy of the big man's "heroic posture".

"The little girl has seen the big man, my lords. After bowing to the Lord with their swords, they opened the open space in the middle of the feast and stood in four rows and five columns.

"Boom!" the drum sounded again.

"Kill!"

The girls all stood upside down with their eyebrows and slashed with their swords.

In an instant, dozens of sword lights swept up, shattering the comfortable aura in the banquet.

These women are all practitioners, and their kung fu is not weak! Shen Yun couldn't help but sit up straight.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway. The guests present are not fake, and from the simple and capable first sword, it has been seen that the girls' swordsmanship is good. Stunned, they finally put away the jokes on their faces and looked at each other.

"Boom!" the drums outside the tent sounded again.

"Kill!" The girls instantly changed formations and divided into three teams, each facing three sides other than the main seat, and shouted in unison. The long sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, and the cold sword light flew towards the heads of the guests.

Murderous!

What do you mean!

The guests below all changed color, twisting their eyebrows and staring at each other.

Shen Yun was stunned: Provocation! Definitely a provocation!

"Boom!" the drum beat three times.

"Kill!"

This time it was even more excessive, the girls held their swords, stepped forward with arrows, and stabbed straight with their swords. It was as if the guests sitting a few steps away were wooden targets for them.