The spring breeze washes the rain building, the third floor of the valley pavilion, the lit incense rises, making the pavilion with a blurry fragrance.

Feng Shisanniang pushed open the wooden door of the attic and took graceful steps to lead a group of players in, slowly turned around, the hem of the skirt swayed with the wind, and looked at the players with a smile:

"Are you still satisfied with the environment here?"

Deng Xian looked at the layout and decoration around him and nodded. This was much higher than the layout and decoration of Yuelai Inn.

But...this is not the point they want to criticize.

I can't seriously criticize you if you do this.

Deng Xian looked at two packs of spicy strips, hoping that he could urge him. The two packs of spicy strips responded to his look of "criticizing reality and keeping serious".

And at this moment, the voice of Azu in Dongcheng sounded.

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Let's quickly enter the official stage, there is no need to be so sufficient foreplay." Dongcheng Azu almost wrote his eagerness on his face.

This lsp is too embarrassing to criticize artists.

A group of players revealed their disdain to join them. They were here to criticize the dirty lives of ancient scholars. How could they be so unstylish?

Feng Shisanniang laughed and said, "So anxious, do you have any singers you like?"

"The singer in love? That... do you have a menu here? This is the first time I have come to the ancient brothel in the game world and I have no experience." Dongcheng Azu rubbed his hands and said.

"Experience? Is the guest official Chu brother? There is a menu. I will find someone to deliver it to you. The guest official wants to order wine and food and ask the maid at that time, but Brother Chu is not something that can be saved by wine and food." Feng Shisanniang looked at Azu Dongcheng with a teasing look.

Azu of Dongcheng was furious in an instant: "How could I be Brother Chu? I was known as the Eighteen Lang Lang in one night, and I was in one step. The descendant of the ancient tomb sect, the descendant of Xu Xian, Ning Caichen, Sun Dasheng Zhenfu, what I have never seen before? How dare you underestimate me? I..."

He was halfway through his words, and Deng Xian covered his mouth. If this guy is so awesome, they will criticize whether he criticizes reality or not. A bunch of brothers are still waiting. Do you care if you are a fierce ghost knight?

When Azu of Dongcheng threw Azu to the man with twelve abdominal muscles aside, Deng Xian looked at Feng Shisanniang and said, "You can just make arrangements, but we have a higher vision."

"The price will be a bit high, after all, you get what you pay for, right?" Feng Shisanniang said in a very charming way.

"No problem." Deng Xian agreed decisively, and exchanged some gold when he went down the mountain, and this time they were no longer poor.

Feng Shisanniang nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll let the girl come over after a while, and the guest officer will sit for a while."

After saying that, Feng Shisanniang turned around and left, and brought the door with her.

At this time, the man with twelve abdominal muscles let go of Azu Dongcheng, looked at the tooth marks on his hand and said, "Damn, are you still biting?"

"Who told you not to let me speak? I was going to have a fight with the boss lady alone, but I was interrupted by you before I could speak." Dongcheng Azu said with regret.

"Who asked you to say so much nonsense? Let's just talk about the key points next time." The man with twelve pack abs shrugged.

Deng Xian ignored the conversation between Shi Er and Azu, found a place to sit down, and criticized reality and had to pay attention to style. These two guys had no style at all.

Two packs of spicy strips and others sat down immediately, but compared to the curious expressions of others, the two packs of spicy strips seemed to be thinking about something.

Deng Xian looked at two packs of spicy strips. What are you still thinking about at this time? Are you thinking about how to criticize reality then?

"What are you thinking?" Deng Xian couldn't help but ask.

Two packs of spicy strips waved their hands and said, "I'm thinking about this opportunity to criticize reality. I don't charge games? I always feel uneasy if I don't charge them."

Deng Xian paused after hearing this and said, "Maybe the closed test has not been accepted yet?"

Two packs of spicy strips shook their heads and said, "I always feel that it's not simple. Will something happen suddenly?"

"No way?" Deng Xian shook his head and said.

At this time, Azu of Dongcheng also surrounded him and said, "Damn, don't talk nonsense at this time. Don't you know Murphy's Law? Don't want to think about any unlucky things, otherwise this will happen to you."

"Azu, if it makes sense, you shouldn't say it out of your mouth." said the man with twelve abs.

Dongcheng Azu said in shock: "Don't I look like a wise person?"

"Like, I have seen your wise eyes." The man with twelve abdominal muscles nodded cautiously.

And at this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came downstairs, and there were vague sounds of fighting.

The place where the fight seemed to be a little far away from them. Deng Xian just vaguely heard words such as "Green Forest in the North and South", "Leng Forest Leader", and "Unfortunate Monk", and did not hear clearly why these people fought for.

However, he also vaguely felt something was wrong. He glanced at two packs of spicy strips and said, "I feel something was wrong, either."

"squeak………"

At this moment, the door of the guest room was pushed open and Feng Shisanniang walked in.

Behind her were four ancient beauties who looked like a lady from a noble family, and after the four beauties, there were six maids in their prime.

Its skin and appearance are extremely beautiful, and under the dignity, it feels like a weak willow to support the wind.

However, Deng Xian just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and said, "Boss, what's wrong with the downstairs?"

"It's normal for people in the martial arts world to start fighting. There will always be a time in a month. Almost all the time is over. The guest officials accidentally caught up. There will be no sound after a while. I will handle it. Just listen to the song here with peace of mind."

Feng Shisanniang waved her hand and smiled, as if she had become accustomed to such things. After she said that, she slowly turned around and pointed to the four singers behind her and said:

"Come on, let me introduce it to you. This is the spring breeze, this is June, this is the lotus, this is the colorful clothes, and they are all skilled in piano skills and good at small music. You can listen to it first. I will lose my companion here first."

Dongcheng Azu took the lead and said, "Thirteenth Lady just goes, I'll leave it here to me. I'll put it to the venue, it's very stable."

"Then please, young master." Feng Shisanniang waved her hand with a smile.

"It should be, it should be." Dongcheng Azu said unswervingly.

Feng Shisanniang then took the door and turned away. The moment the door closed, the spring in Feng Shisanniang's eyes instantly converged, leaving only a chill.

It seems that this group of people don’t want to live if they dare to make trouble in her Thirteenth Lady’s place.

Turning around and walking towards the troubled place, Feng Shisanniang's steps were no longer as swaying as she was, but instead she felt a sense of capable and decisive killing.

Walking down the stairs and coming to the first floor, the noise in Feng Shisanniang's ear became clearer, but there was no sound of fighting, only wailing sounds.

Feng Shisanniang pushed open the door and walked in alone. Then she saw a bald monk wearing a red cassock, bright as blood, and a charming feeling in the red.

Anyone wearing this kind of cassock will look weird, but when worn by this bald monk, there is no sense of incongruity, and even makes people feel a sense of extraordinary Zen shadow.

The monk in red was sitting there at this time, gently crossing the rosary in his hand, and at his feet were all people in the martial arts world who had their hands and feet broken.

Feng Shisanniang recognized the monk in front of her at a glance, and a serious expression appeared in her eyes.

"Xiong'er Mountain, Blood Bodhi?"

"The people in the Nine Demonic Sects have extraordinary knowledge and can recognize the monk at a glance. However, the monk Bodhi has hardly killed anyone, so how could he become the blood Bodhi?"

The young monk in red had a smile on his lips, which was extremely kind and authentic.

Feng Shisanniang's expression changed instantly and she said, "How do you know that I am from the Nine Demonic Sect?"

"I can feel the aura of the great magic of the girl you practiced across three floors. It is really difficult to pretend that you don't know." The monk in red still fiddled with the rosary in his hand and said with a smile.

But this answer made Feng Shisanniang feel frightened. The magical art she practiced was best at hiding her breath, otherwise the Nine Dao of the Demon Sect would not let her lurk here.

But this blood Bodhi could feel her internal breath flowing from so far away. The monk's cultivation level had obviously reached an extremely profound state.

No wonder this Blood Bodhi dared to stay in the territory of Henan Prefecture after leaving Shaolin Rebellion Temple, and was completely unafraid of the capture of Shaolin monks.

"It seems that the little girl has not yet practiced Kung Fu. I wonder why the master came to Mianchi Town? Instead of staying in Xionger Mountain?" Feng Shisanniang said respectfully.

"I am a monk who enters the world to practice. The practice is the same everywhere. This time I come to Mianchi County, but there are only two things to do." Bodhi still kept the rosary in his hand.

"Do you dare to ask the master what he is going to do? Is it related to my Demon Sect?" Feng Shisanniang said carefully.

The magic technique of the girl around her had been completely unfolded, covering the monk in red, but the threads of true energy remained ten feet of the monk in red, and could not move forward at all.

"This matter has nothing to do with the Demon Sect. It's just coming to see someone and then finding someone." The monk in red seemed to be not concerned about Feng Shisanniang's little movements and said calmly.

"Who do you see?" Feng Shisanniang said slowly while increasing her skills.

The monk in red smiled and said, "A interesting Taoist priest, but I have seen him. He told me that I was going to be in great trouble recently, so he had to stay away from me so as not to be affected by the fish in the pond, so he left."

Speaking of the Taoist Bodhi, he seemed very satisfied with this meeting. Feng Shisanniang couldn't help but quickly think about which Taoist Bodhi was talking about, but he got nothing.

"Who else is the master looking for? Do you need my Demon Sect's help?" After Feng Shisanniang discovered that she could not approach ten feet no matter what, she slowly restrained the true energy of the Cainu Dafa and said seriously.

"Look for Lin Bixie, if you can find it, I will thank you very much." The monk in red said with a gentle and compassionate smile.

"Lin Pixie? The young master of the Shanhe Escort Agency who was destroyed? I wonder why the master was looking for him?" Feng Shisanniang said in surprise.

The Mountain and River Escort Agency's "Twenty-Year Cicada Sword" is extraordinary, but it is only extraordinary. Before the Blood Bodhi went down the mountain, it was hailed as the number one young man in Shaolin, and the future Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra and even the Shaolin Abbot.

Shaolin has the foundation of Buddhist teachings for hundreds of years, so such people are not as fond of the so-called "Twenty-Year Cicada Sword".

"As it is rumored that the Lin family's "Twenty-Year Cicada Sword" is related to the Buddhist "Nirvana Sutra", and I want to read it." The monk in red smiled.

“Nirvana Sutra?”

Feng Shisanniang was shocked. This "Nirvana Sutra" is a Buddhist masterpiece that has been lost in the White Horse Temple. Unexpectedly, the "Twenty-Year Cicada Sword" is related to the "Nirvana Sutra".

Just when Feng Shisanniang was surprised, the rosary in the red-clothed monk Bodhi suddenly stopped. He seemed to feel something, and said:

"That interesting Taoist priest is really accurate. The monk is really in trouble. He can even get divine gunpowder. It's interesting, interesting."

Feng Shisanniang looked at the monk in red in surprise when she heard this, and at this moment, she only heard a "boom" explosion.

A terrifying firelight rose from the monk in red sitting down, instantly exploding the entire room, and even the entire earth was shaking.

Feng Shisanniang lost consciousness in just a moment, but she vaguely felt that the monk seemed to reach out to protect her, and then she knew nothing.

………
To be continued...