Without waiting for me to answer, she continued, "I forgot." Girl, you're not here to see the paintings, but to tell me stories. The back under the candlelight in the corner is not real, and the woman in red laughs again and again, "Say, what does your sweetheart look like, and what kind of story do you want to tell me?"

She's Red Dust. I let out a "chuckle" in my heart, a cold sweat broke down my back, and I steadied my feet and said: "Lord of the Red Mansion, actually, I am actually here to ......"

Before he finished speaking, the red shadow flickered for a moment, "You won't tell me that you're not here to tell me a story, right?"

The already dim candlelight dimmed a few inches, and the picture scroll on the wall also became blurred, and the cold sweat on my back rushed to my head, and I hurriedly said: "The landlord has misunderstood, and you should abide by the rules when you come here." Just before that, I have a few questions I'd like to ask first......"

"That's right, since you come here, you should follow the rules. In an instant she turned to joy, and the room was bright again.

Red Fengchen still had his back to me, crouching in front of the desk, not knowing what he was doing. She seemed to be in a good mood and laughed with me, "The girl is a man of etiquette, unlike the two boys who came in before. One did not abide by the rules of the intercession conference and said something I did not understand, and the other said that he could make me cry bitterly if he said something casually, although he was a master of the wind and moon, but there was no sincerity at all. ”

She flickered and sunny, and my heart was beating when I heard it.

"Oh yes, there's a girl the same size as you, and she's very clever, and as soon as she came in, she shyly asked me what kind of man-making skills I had, and it was really ...... It's lovely. Hong Fengchen sneered, "It's just that the rules are the rules, if you want to know anything, you have to exchange your affair with the moon, it moved me, everything is easy to say." Little girl, you say, yes and no?"

"As it should be. I scratched my bun and tilted my head to figure out how to tell her the rest of the story.

Hong Fengchen maintained his original posture, but his words were full of interest, "Then let's start." ”

I wonder if a gust of wind blew in through the gap in the red curtain in the middle of the pool. The paper paintings hanging on the wall roll up with ripples, and the people and scenes still on the scrolls seem to be given life and come alive.

In an instant, a lot of past events came to my lips, and I blurted out and asked her: "Lord of the Red Mansion, do you know that there is an inn in Jinling called Ten Miles through the Alley?"

"Huh?"

"That's right, that place is as famous as the Fengyue Pavilion in Jiangnan Suyangfang. The owner behind the scenes has come and gone without a trace, and no one knows his true identity, only that he left a light and dark list in the inn. I slowly said to her, "The killer list that runs through the alleys is a clear list, and the killers who can be on the list must have good martial arts, and if you have money, you can invite them to work for you." Although the news list is not public, there is anything you want to know. The mysterious proprietor also set up a rule, saying that no matter how chaotic Hongchen is, as long as he walks through the alleys for ten miles, regardless of black and white, and there is no killing, high-ranking officials can eat at the same table with beggars, and they can break the barrier of identity without being coerced by the powerful. In this way, the owner avoided many people, which can be described as very chivalrous. ”

"You're rambling on and on, and it's funny. Hong Fengchen's back straightened slightly, "It's just that I haven't seen your sweetheart appear after listening to it for a long time, that owner is really chivalrous, could it be that he is your sweetheart?"

I immediately shook my head in denial, but when I thought that she couldn't see her back to me, I said, "Not really." Suffice it to say that this move has also attracted a lot of people with lofty ideals. Among them, there is a scholar who makes a living as a storyteller, who stopped in the alley for ten miles and told a group of drinkers about books for ten years. I don't know who fulfilled whom, the scholar's mouth attracted more and more guests to the inn, and he preferred the unique wine in the inn, and whenever he came to the inn to tell stories, he never lacked wine to drink. Over time, the scholar stopped telling stories elsewhere. I've known him for ten years, and when I see him back, it's all in the alley. Old and new guests came and went, but he never left. So I wondered, could he be trying to live and die with the Ten Miles Alley, and if the inn collapsed one day, would he become a wisp of dead soul under the ruins?"

"Interesting, funny! This one is more interesting than the innkeeper. If it's really a good mouth, it's really interesting for you to get along with him day and night. The red shadow clapped his hands happily, and his back straightened a little, "Little girl, what does your sweetheart look like?"

As soon as the words "he is not ......" fell on my lips, I remembered the reaction of Hong Fengchen before, and I couldn't help but swallow it all in a daze. The green shadow in my mind slowly emerged again, and I went down the road, "He, it's even stranger, his face hasn't changed for ten years." A pair of sword eyebrows, a green coat, three thousand long hair, holding a hundred-fold fan, with a smile on his face, as if he has been this faint and gentle all year round. ”

As if in a memory, the vague green shadow in his mind gradually became clear. The wind outside the curtain seemed to be a little stronger, and it kept rushing in, making the scrolls on the walls rustle, and the tables in the corners also made the sound of scrolls of paper. It was only then that I realized that Red Wind was painting.

The dim candlelight reflected her silhouette on the wall, and she said: "I am a little familiar with the person you are talking about, and most of the storytellers in the world are inseparable." ”

Hong Fengchen seemed to put down the pen and finally straightened up, "I've finished drawing, little girl." ”

Her tone was light and soft, but it gave people infinite reverie, "Come and see if this is what it looks like?"

I slowly walked towards the red shadow in the corner. To me, it sounded like some kind of strange chirp in the night, stirring up curiosity and surprise.

"You see, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, three thousand long hair, Tsing Yi folding fan ......"

Red Fengchen muttered to himself, and turned slightly sideways with some notice, and then little by little, he revealed half of his face in the dark hair on the brocade red satin. The woman's hand showed a painting, and the side of the face was crimson with red lips, phoenix eyes like silk, and an excessively thin jaw and bloodless skin.

Among the beauties I have seen, Shigu is the beauty of the beautiful hibiscus with bright eyes and bright teeth that comes out of the boudoir, and the smoky girl is the beauty of the bright moon that is raised in the wind and moon but washes away the lead and shakes the dust upside down.

And the red wind and dust is charming.

This kind of charm reminds me inexplicably of the book called "The Book of Mountains and Seas", which says that there is a kind of nine-tailed fox in the world, which often turns into beautiful women after cultivating into essence, they are used to wearing red clothes, and they like to stay overnight in the deserted temples in the deep mountains and old forests, so as to lure those passing male guests......

"What are you thinking?"

There seemed to be a kind of magic in that voice, and I immediately blurted out what was in my heart, "I'm thinking, fortunately I'm not one of those men, and you're not ......"

The long sword I carried with me suddenly trembled, and when I came to my senses and said something, there was a burst of "giggle" laughter next to me, "I was right, what an interesting little girl." ”

I covered my mouth and blushed as I watched her smile and bow down. When she finished laughing, the two red sleeves handed the scroll in my direction, "Okay, I won't tease you." There was some banter in the red wind dust's eyes, "Take a look, is he your sweetheart?"

I blushed and was about to argue with her, but the next moment, I saw a person standing alone on the snow-white paper in front of me, a folding fan in green clothes, as before, he smiled at me like that, and jumped on the paper vividly......

"You ......"

I looked up and exclaimed, seeing that Hong Fengchen was looking at me with an eyebrow raised. Then there was a "snap", and the scroll fell from her hand, and she was unmoved, just half of her face to me, and a gust of wind was displayed with a flick of her red sleeves.

All the candle leaves swayed, the red curtain flickered and dimmed, and a strange feeling rose in my heart, as if I had fallen into an illusion in the hall of Fengyue Tower that day. Layers of white mist were lifted around me, and the red tents, desks, and dim candlelight were wrapped in the fog and gradually faded in color, and finally everything I could see was white.

The heart in my chest began to beat wildly again, and I was a little dizzy as I saw a few figures appear in the white mist.

The long sword in the scabbard clanged. The woman who was as delicate as a fox said:

"Little girl, you secretly said that this big dream will last for a lifetime, so you might as well go and see what it is. ”

In the end, even this meaningful voice receded like a tidal wave, and a dark blue robe slowly stepped out of the shadowy figures......