Chapter Eighty-Two: A Different Kind of Woman

Drunken Immortal Building!!Three bright and bright characters are outlined with golden paint. This is a well-known green house located in one of the nearby towns.

Lin Que thought that these people would take him to some restaurant, but he didn't expect to come to a green building! Since ancient times, the green building has been a favorite place for literati and ink writers, and when it comes to the territory of immortal cultivators, there are also some immortal cultivators who come here, but there are many fewer literati and ink writers, and it is more like a place for immortal cultivators to have fun.

"Brother Lin, this is a well-known Qinglou nearby! Drunken Immortal Building, even if you are a fairy, you can get drunk hahaha. Lu Huairen licked his tongue and said excitedly. Lin Que didn't go to the station to drink with them, he filled his stomach casually inside and prepared to leave.

After entering the Drunken Immortal Building, the decoration here is really no different from the Qinglou in the mortal world. As soon as he entered, an old bustard greeted him.

"Oops!!A few objective people are invited!!Girls, come out to pick up guests!!"

The pungent smell of rouge on the bustard's body made Lin Que frown, and then a group of flowery girls walked out, and a red and green blurred Lin Que's eyes. But how could these mortal women enter Lin Que's eyes? He has seen too many beauties, and he has already cultivated a pair of discerning eyes, and it is really difficult for ordinary women to attract him.

"Brother Lin, you pick first! Pick whatever you want! I'll cover all the expenses today!" Lu Huairen said with a proud face.

Lin Que waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need it. His expression was not visible under the cyan mask.

Lu Huairen's expression stiffened slightly, and then he turned his head and said to everyone: "Brother Lin is running around today, let's enjoy these beauties!haha!!"

Everyone who heard Lu Huairen's greeting burst out laughing, and each dragged a woman past him to accompany him for a drink.

And Lu Huairen already had a goal, Lin Que didn't choose, which was exactly what he wanted, so that no one would rob him!

Lu Huairen pointed to the girl standing at the end of the crowd, although she deliberately stood at the back, she was still seen by the sharp-eyed Lu Huairen!

The woman he pointed out slowly moved out, the woman was beautiful, and she was dressed in a pale pink half-arm skirt that set off her proud figure. Her half-raised eyes seemed to be full of sorrow, and a looming tear mole at the corner of her right eye added a bit of charm to her face.

This woman doesn't look like a woman who has fallen into the dust, but like a lady who stays at home.

When everyone saw this woman, they beat their chests and feet, and they were cruel to why they hadn't found such a stunning person just now.

Lin Que, who was watching from the sidelines, was also a little stunned, he didn't expect that there could be a girl with such a temperament in this kind of place.

"Uncle!!You really have a good eye, Dye Er is our top brand here! So...... This ......," the bustard said, "There is some confusion here.

"I understand what you mean, uncle, I'm not short of money! just let her come over and accompany me!" Lu Huairen said with an impatient face.

"Hey!!Yes, yes!!Dye!Why don't you hurry up and come over and drink with your uncle?!"

"Yes. ”

Hearing the bustard's greeting, Dyer only opened her lips lightly, and responded, and there was no joy or sorrow on her face.

The layout in the building is very large, and after settling this table of people, the bustard went to settle the next wave of people. Almost all of the people who came were immortal cultivators who were assessed today. Except for a few people like Lin Que who just came to eat, most of them had this woman around their arms, and they still groped around the woman's body from time to time, and most of the women did not resist, but looked like they wanted to refuse and welcome.

It didn't take long for Lu Huairen and the others who were with Lin Que to get drunk, and they didn't seem to worry about the next day's assessment at all, but continued to indulge in wine.

Are all immortal cultivators this virtuous deed? Lin Que secretly slandered in his heart. In the past, I didn't have much contact with monks, but now that I really set foot on the road to the sect, I have seen more of the monk's unbearableness, and even inferior to an ordinary person who is motivated.

"What are you doing??!! don't want to live anymore, don't you ??!?"

Just as Lin was tasting the food, there was an angry roar from the monk opposite. Lin Que took a closer look and found that it turned out that the woman who accompanied the wine accidentally spilled the wine on the person's body, and the thief eyebrows and rat eyes of this life did not look like a generous person.

The woman who heard the monk's reprimand kept bowing and apologizing in fear, but it was not her fault, but the thief-eyed monk who was drunk shook his arm and knocked over the wine glass, and then played drunkenness, and blamed the drinking woman instead.

Hearing the shouting, the old bustard hurriedly ran over and reprimanded the woman: "What's the matter with you? You can even spill a drink? Go down!! Don't be embarrassed here!"

When the woman heard the bustard's words, she quickly retreated.

After driving the woman away, the bustard poured another glass of wine for the monk with a smile on his face, but the monk seemed to be still making trouble, and still did not give up.

"This ......" The old bustard had a headache with the wine glass, and she saw that Ran'er, who was sitting next to Lu Huairen, suddenly had her eyes lit up, and said: "Uncle, do you think this is good? I will let Ran'er play a tune to help the fun! The tune we play is well-known in this city! Ordinary people can't hear it! This tune should be regarded as our apology. ”

The monk who heard the old bustard's words nodded reluctantly and sat back in his seat. A pair of triangular eyes kept sweeping over Dye'er's body.

"Someone, bring the piano up!!"

As the bustard spoke, two shopkeepers carried a flat lyre. The appearance of the piano is ordinary, but it looks very different with the dye who just sat in front of the piano.

Dye Er sat in front of the piano, the green silk hung down in front of her chest, and the moment her fingertips touched the strings, the resentful temperament on Dye Er seemed to be more obvious. Then, the monotonous syllables spit out like a baby who has just spoken, which at first glance seems to have no pattern, but if you taste it carefully, it is more like telling a story, a poignant and graceful story.

"Day and night, Lang Lang does not return, and the rooster crows at five or three o'clock.

Allow me to live up to my red makeup and pretend to be a fake heart

A pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a red lip for ten thousand people

ushered in the delivery to know how much, accustomed to lovesick tears

Wake up to a big dream ......"

Accompanied by the gentle and bleak notes, Dye Er sang the story depicted in the song with a light voice. When it comes to *, the rhythm becomes even more ups and downs, and it seems that this poignant love story is unfolding in front of people's eyes.

"A lifetime of sorrows, joys, hatreds, and resentments, treat ...... for his wife Ding!"

When the love arose, I only heard a ding! The strings were broken......

Only then did Dye raise her eyes and look at the strings in disbelief.

The old bustard shouted in his heart that it was not good, and this time it was even more troublesome!