Chapter 52: The Flowers Are Falling
At present, in the former site of the Yaozhou Divine Medicine Valley, the Bright Sun Immortal Light must not be ignored, but no one has entered this canyon, even around the Baizhang of the three mountains, there is no human figure.
Everyone had a tacit understanding and was waiting on the periphery, even the big forces of the Hidden Sect were not in a hurry to set up camp in the canyon in order to take the lead.
Therefore, other forces did not dare to enter rashly, and occasionally bold people wanted to sneak in, but there was nothing to hide under the fairy light, and if they wanted to enter the canyon, they would inevitably be exposed to everyone's eyes, and then there were delusional people, they would always be dealt with by the people guarding outside, and even the corpses would not appear around.
Over time, no one dared to enter, but the boundaries here were always limited, and as more and more people came, there would inevitably be conflicts, and conflicts would mean deaths.
Before the arrival of the immortal light, the friction between the major forces in the dark night would also be a little more restrained, and nothing happened on the second day.
But at this time, it seemed a little cruel, naked swords and soldiers, and the people of the big factions in various parts of the force strictly restrained the disciples under their disciples, and they would choose to ignore the deaths and injuries of other people's battles.
Even the Yin Sect did not mediate openly, because there were so many forces, in the face of an immortal mansion, how could a crazy person be restrained by him.
Almost all the sects in the eighteen states have gathered here, even the farthest Tianhai sect is here, it seems that after the three sects, they have not left, and the location of their village is also very low-key.
In this way, everyone was quietly waiting for the day when the immortal mansion would open, and now they were bathed in the fairy light here, and they all felt that they were about to ascend.
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The days passed, and Qiu Xin was still close to the realm of the Divine Doctor Valley, but unconsciously arrived at Yaozhou Huadu.
Qiu Xin remembered that he had been poisoned by Xuangang's corpse, so Jingmo proposed to spend his life in the Qinglou of Huadu in order to escape the encirclement and suppression of everyone, but he was worried about Lu Yun, so he naturally did not agree.
Now to come here, it is in response to the sentence that there is a providence in the dark, no intention to think more, the autumn heart into the city, once here, there is a feeling of indulging in the world, the layout of the whole city seems to be extravagant and hedonistic, it is difficult to see the poor people in coarse clothes on the street, it seems that they are some noble people.
At this point, Qiu Xin has some understanding, at that time, Jingmo wanted to persuade himself to come to Huadu to spend his life, but it took a lot of tongue, and Huadu can be regarded as the largest Fengyue place in the world.
Even if all of the other 17 states combined, they are not as good as here, and since Yaozhou has no sect or faction, it will be a little chaotic without the intervention of such forces.
These Fengyue Lands are controlled by various forces in the city, and these forces are inseparable from the various major sects, so that the famous flower capital has been formed.
I have to say, this is really a good hiding place, no one will pay attention to what you are, where you are going, what you want to do, the only thing you care about is money.
Even if the situation in Yaozhou is complicated now, and all the forces under the whole world come here, they have not broken the inherent order of the flower capital, and the monthly Oiran competition is also held as usual.
The opening of the fairy mansion did not affect everyone's pleasure, but the day and night did not distinguish between day and night, which exacerbated this madness, and today, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the time of the Oiran in August.
Although this is the place of the wind and the moon, but the Oiran competition for beauty seems a little elegant, divided into two steps, one is to select the singers with good faces from the major green buildings in the city, all of whom have reached the age of receiving guests.
After that, there were literati and writers from all over the world who wrote lyrics and poems, and when they chose the best of them, they could choose one of the women to spend the night with, and then choose them in turn until all the singers were selected.
The ranking of the Oiran is determined according to the order in which it is chosen, so it has become a monthly event in the flower capital, and at this time, people come from all over the world.
Although Qiu Xin himself had no intention of participating, but thinking about this kind of thing, it couldn't be better for Jingmo, thinking about it, Qiu Xin chose a private seat in a restaurant in the city.
This restaurant has no plaque, but it is the restaurant with the most houses in Qiu Xin's sight, because this restaurant is not one, but three, and the three are connected by wooden beams, and there are gaps between the beams.
There is a layer of beams between each floor of the restaurant, and there are thick wooden boards in the middle of the beams, plus spiraling up the stairs, it is hard to build an empty platform between the three restaurants, the view is excellent, you can see almost all the rooms of the three restaurants, and similarly, in every room of the restaurant, you can see the platform, because this is where the Oiran stands.
The nine-story staircase under their feet is the place where rich sons from all over the world, literati and ink writers write poems and inscriptions, and every time they win a layer, they will go up to the next level, so as to choose the best.
After ordering the wine and food, Qiu Xin told himself in his heart that I was just here to taste literature and poetry, drink and rest, and have no second thoughts, but he smiled self-deprecatingly, and he didn't eat much wine and food on the table, so he was ready to leave.
But at this time, on the wooden platform between the three restaurants, there was a sudden crisp gong sound, which pulled back Qiu Xin's thoughts, and the person on it had a white face and a clean beard, and his voice was shrill and piercing, "The meeting to win the championship, take a short breath, please come to the stage, and the winner of each will enter, and the winner of the flower will get ten taels of gold." ”
At this time, three spiral stairs stretched out from the ten floors of the restaurant, and they were set up on the wooden platform, and then there were three more, together with the previous three, every two together, to form a passage from the restaurant to the wooden platform.
When the gong sounded again, I saw a woman dressed in silk clothes and pink and silver makeup from the ten floors down the stairs, graceful and graceful, which can be described as a thousand styles.
At the same time, the exit of the restaurant under the wooden platform was already crowded with people, and at the same time, looking up, the delicate bodies made them restless.
Qiu Xin was really about to leave, but when the women in the three restaurants lined up and walked out, he saw the last person in the other restaurant, and he actually knew it.
Unlike the others, he looked charming, his pale face still carried a little despair, and his eyes were extremely reluctant, this person was Ling Zhiyu.
Qiu Xin took a deep breath, he couldn't imagine seeing her here, no matter what, he couldn't believe that even if his father Ling Yue was working under Yin Shiyun, the Yin Sect, as the head of the righteous path, would never do such a thing.
At least Yin Lingzi still has some face, even if he acquiesces, Miyue will never agree, a series of thoughts flashed, Qiu Xin still couldn't believe it, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, he was not mistaken.
At this time, he thought that the two sisters of the Ling family have always been inseparable, since Ling Zhiyu is here, then Ling Zhiqin will naturally not be happy, so he looked to the other side, all the Oiran had already walked out, but he did not find Ling Zhiqin.
Qiu Xin took a few steps forward, approached the window, looked down, and found that Ling Zhiqin was among the Oiran in the restaurant where she was, and she was also walking forward with Ling Zhiyu with great reluctance.
This time Qiu Xin is really determined, if it is a person with a similar face, it is still possible, but it is impossible for both to be similar, a total of twenty-one people are standing on the wooden platform, with flowers and green, and there is a feeling of beauty.
Standing quietly like that, they didn't resist, but according to Qiu Xin's understanding of Ling Zhiqin, it was a blessing not to raise their swords to kill at this moment, and they would never be so quiet.
Thinking of this, Qiu Xin frowned slightly, he kept looking at the two women, but he didn't attract the attention of the two of them, they were like puppets, and they almost didn't even turn their heads much.
The messenger who struck the gong saw these people standing still, and said in a loud voice, "The oirans of the twenty-one green buildings in the city are all in order, and now they are composing poems, one sentence per person, and the people of each building decide the superiority, do not steal the text, do not do it randomly, otherwise you will cut off your limbs and expel you from the flower capital!"
As soon as the words were finished, the three restaurants took back the six wooden bridges, and everyone looked up together, at the highest place of the three restaurants, there were seven people in each restaurant, and it seemed that they were the people in charge of the Qinglou in their mouths.
Along with the wooden bridge, as well as Qiu Xin's footsteps leaving, he returned to his seat, and now that he has seen these two people, there is no reason not to save him.
Qiu Xin beckoned, and a silver ingot was placed on the table, and someone immediately greeted him, glanced at the silver on the table, and said flatteringly, "Is the guest officer dissatisfied?"
"Tell me, what is the background of these green buildings?"
The waiter paused for a moment and said, "The guest officer must not be from this city, these twenty-one restaurants are divided into three major forces, and the number of Oiran sent by each force is the same.
As long as these oirans are ranked higher, this green building will get the best façade of the month, and this month alone, there will be countless money pouring in, so every green building will not give up this opportunity.
It seems to be just an Oiran competition, but in fact, it is a conflict of interests between the major forces......"
The waiter must have asked him this question more than once, "The Oiran here has no one to redeem himself after being won away by the people in the audience?"
His eyes widened suddenly, his gaze left the silver ingot for the first time, and he looked at Qiu Xin, "Guest officer, don't be kidding, these oirans are extremely expensive in the following month, and countless people are vying to spend the night with them, which Qinglou will sell them?"
Without a mountain of gold and silver, no one would have such a plan. ”
Speaking of this, the waiter suddenly paused, "Could it be that the guest officer has taken a fancy to which Oiran?"
Qiu Xin didn't deny it, but nodded, and the waiter smiled when he saw this, "Then you should go to the wooden platform, only if you compose poems and win the crown, you can choose, otherwise even if you have more money, it will be difficult to kiss Fangze." ”
Qiu Xin frowned, pushed the silver to the waiter, looked at the second daughter of the Ling family on the wooden platform, and suddenly said when the waiter was about to leave, "What if I rob it?"
The waiter's feet suddenly seemed to be nailed to the floor, his upper body leaned forward, and the silver in his hand fell to the ground before it could be warmed, and he turned to look at Qiu Xin with difficulty. (To be continued.) )