There is a reason why Fang Zhongjin got the errand in the Shuying Pavilion and would make the brothers in the gang jealous. Except for escorting the girls when they go out, he is usually idle. Fang Zhongjin knew that his martial arts were halfway to becoming a monk, so he could only deceive people who didn't know kung fu. Therefore, whenever he had free time, he practiced the Taizu Long Fist diligently in a remote place, hoping that diligence could make up for his clumsiness.

On this day, he finished beating a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard, and stood still, his back was already soaked, and he was secretly satisfied that he had just beaten smoothly. But suddenly he heard someone laughing at him: "I see that you are fighting back and forth with such a set of Taizu long fists, what is the use of practicing it well?"

Fang Zhongjin's face turned red, and he looked in the direction of the sound, but saw a Taoist riding on the courtyard wall at some point. This Taoist man was in his thirties, wearing a Taoist robe with three strands of beard floating on his chest. If it weren't for the fact that he was riding on the wall of the brothel at this time, he looked at the appearance of some fairy wind bones. This person didn't know how long he had been watching him on the wall, but Fang Zhongjin didn't realize it, he was obviously a master of the world.

Fang Zhongjin clenched his fists and saluted: "Please also ask Immortal Venerable for advice." ”

The Taoist man said, "I am from a Taoist background. You don't seem to have any background. I see that your fists and feet are vain, you have no internal strength, and you don't know martial arts at all. What can I tell you? Do I want to teach you how to meditate?" the man said harshly, but there was not the slightest look of disdain on his face. It seems that he is talking to Fang Zhongjin about things, and he hasn't considered how many people are slapped in the face by his words.

Fang Zhongjin was not annoyed, and only said: "Immortal Venerable pointed out. It's just that this is Fireworks Willow Lane in the end, and Xianzun's stay here may affect the reputation. I don't know what Immortal Venerable is doing here?"

The man said, "I see that you are not good at kung fu, and your speech is quite sour." You better stop learning martial arts, go to the top exam. ”

Seeing that Fang Zhongjin was never ashamed, he had some temper with himself, so he asked again: "Let me ask you, is there a Qinghuan girl in your Shuying Pavilion?

Fang Zhongjin suddenly understood in his heart, and said: "Miss Qinghuan is the top brand of Shuying Pavilion, and she is naturally beautiful. ”

"I've seen a lot of top names in Beijing, and there are few that I want. Can this Qinghuan girl really be better than them?"

Fang Zhongjin already regarded the other party as an old prostitute, so he didn't have the respect he had before, and said: "Miss Qinghuan's fame in Beijing seems to have been heard by this lord. It is indeed worthy of its name, and it is the best in the city. ”

"Then how can I meet her?" asked the priest again.

"Master, this is going in the wrong direction, you go to the front door and come in, and you can see Miss Qinghuan for only five hundred taels of silver. ”

"Nonsense. If I have five hundred taels of silver, why do I ask you? I've been painting in the house for a long time. The man's eyes rolled for a moment, and he asked Fang Zhongjin again: "Little brother, I think you are a good man with strong muscles and bones, why don't you help me introduce you." Let me meet Miss Qinghuan. ”

Fang Zhongjin smiled but didn't answer, it seems that although this person's martial arts are high, his brain is a little confused. If he really wants to see Miss Qinghuan, as long as he knocks himself to the ground and rushes all the way over, who in this garden can stop him?

Of course, Fang Zhongjin wouldn't remind him of this, but said: "I can't do this, master, you really want to see her so much, let's find a way to raise some money." ”

The man rolled over and came down from the wall and said, "Don't be such a little brother, I see you have a good appetite for me." In this way, I have a strong Vajra pill here. Eating it can strengthen the body and prolong life. As he spoke, he took out a dirty wooden box from his sleeve, handed it to Fang Zhongjin, and said, "As soon as I hit you off, this pill will be given to you for nothing." You take me to meet Miss Qinghuan. I promise not to hurt a single hair. ”

Fang Zhongjin had already concluded that this Taoist was a charlatan at this time, and he no longer paid attention to him. The Taoist scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, took out another brush and said, "The young man doesn't know this precious pill, and I don't blame you. You see, I just want to draw a picture of Miss Qinghuan. I love to draw in my life, and recently I have become obsessed with drawing beautiful women. It's just that I'm from a Taoist background, and I've never seen a few women. When I came to Beijing, I wanted to see what a real beauty is. Where did I think that the big families in Beijing hid their daughters too well, I almost fell in love with Jinyiwei. And the women in the brothel are always a little worse. Qinghuan is my last hope, if she is not as beautiful as the legend, I will become useless when I sneak out this time, and I will have to be scolded by my senior brother when I go back. He said with a sad look on his face.

Fang Zhongjin couldn't tell whether the Taoist in front of him was a worldly master who loved to paint and was stupid or a flower thief who pretended to be crazy and stupid, so he looked him up and down without saying a word.

That Dao man knew that he couldn't delay any longer in the capital, and saw that this was the last way out. Gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said, "Young man, do you want to learn internal skills." Come on, come on, I have a book here, do you want to read it?" said and took out a thin book, turned a page, and handed it to Fang Zhongjin.

Fang Zhongjin couldn't help but take a look, he used to study the text, and he practiced the ability of ten lines at a glance. I saw a mantra written in the book: "Close your eyes and sit with your heart, hold it and meditate on God." Knock on the thirty-sixth, holding Kunlun with both hands. His heart moved slightly, and he secretly pondered the meaning of this sentence.

When he wanted to read it again, the Taoist took back the book and said, "This is the secret book of my sect's internal strength. If you want to read it again, I can give you the whole book. As long as you let me meet Miss Qinghuan, I promise that I just want to paint. If you move one of her cold hairs, you will ask the Sanqing Patriarch to send thunder to kill me!"

Fang Zhongjin saw that he was sincere, not as if he was false, and struggled like a drum in his heart. Finally he made up his mind and said, "Okay." If I help you meet Qinghuan, you will give me the whole book. A gentleman's word. ”

"It's hard to chase a horse!" the man hurriedly spoke, overjoyed.

Fang Zhongjin remembered that Qing Huan had said last time, if there was anything you needed help with, just tell her. Although this person is strong in martial arts, he doesn't do bullying actions, and he may indeed be just a master who loves to draw into idiots. He went to ask Qinghuan to help with this, and he could say goodbye to the dilemma of only having one set of fists and feet. It's not a lot of money, but it's a lot of money. He made up his mind to help this Taoist, so he said to him, "At this time tomorrow, you wait for me here, and I will bring her." ”

The man was so overjoyed that he turned a somersault and said, "See you tomorrow." Suddenly he climbed over the wall and disappeared.

Fang Zhongjin secretly calculated, although Qing Huan made him in trouble, he still couldn't ask for someone empty-handed. So he came to Lu'er's residence, found Lu'er and asked her, "Do you know what Miss Qinghuan usually likes?"

Lu'er squinted his eyes and stared at him suspiciously for a long time, only to blush, and asked, "What are you asking for?"

Fang Zhongjin knew that Lu'er was talented and couldn't deceive her, so he told her about today's adventure.

Lu'er asked carefully about a few places, and then after thinking for a while, he asked Fang Zhongjin: "This person has really never seen Sister Qinghuan?"

Fang Zhongjin nodded yes.

Lu'er asked again: "Does he really just want to paint beautiful women?

Fang Zhongjin said again.

"Have you seen the internal strength in his hand, will it be fake?"

Fang Zhongjin thought for a while and said: "I only saw the first page, and the mantra said above is indeed unique, and it doesn't seem to be false. ”

Lu'er nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll take the peerless beauty to the place you agreed tomorrow, you just have to wait." ”