Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 423 Qunfang Garden, a good place

In the second year of Shengyuan, the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Before we knew it, another year came to an end.

Lin Ji walked on the official road in Jingzhou, facing the strong wind and snow, it was quite difficult to walk.

It's not how the wind and snow are, no matter how strong the wind and snow are, it is nothing in the eyes of the Japanese monks.

With a bit of confusion on his face, he walked forward slowly.

It has been more than half a month since he left Fanyun City and even left Yunzhou all the way.

After returning to Jingzhou, although the sacred fire was still in his body, it was almost impossible for Feiyunzong to chase him out of Yunzhou, so this matter could be temporarily put aside.

But Lin Ji was still preoccupied.

"When did it start?"

What Lin Ji was thinking about was the sentence he casually said to Beishuang in the inn in Fanyun City that day.

For Lei Yunzhu, three primordial spirits and dozens of third-level and fourth-level monks died in Fanyun City.

But this matter fell into Lin Ji's mouth, but it turned into a small character who just died beyond his control.

"Since when did I become so indifferent to life?" Lin Ji frowned slightly. In half a month, this matter has become a knot in his heart.

Nearly a hundred lives, even if they have nothing to do with him, he can sympathize or ignore them.

But it shouldn't be ridiculed.

But before, when he heard about this incident, Lin Ji really felt that it was just a bunch of trash who died.

"It has been six or seven years since I practiced. Is it because I have been working as an officer in Tiansi for a long time, so I have a hard heart?"

"Not at all."

Lin Ji shook his head secretly.

In fact, this knot is not a big deal, what Lin Ji is afraid of is that his temper will intensify.

Could it be true that the higher the cultivation base, the more indifferent the temperament?

If Lin Jiben was a native of this world, he would never have thought about it.

But he wasn't, and that's why he was confused.

This is also the first time after coming to this world for a long time, his cognition has conflicted in the completely different concepts of the two worlds.

"My heart is restless."

With this in mind, Lin Ji didn't know how to deal with this knot, so he could only let it go temporarily.

Scanning his surroundings, he didn't find anything amiss.

So Lin Ji took out the Thunder Cloud Pearl again.

These days, other than digging into his own horns, he wasted most of his time on this Thunder Cloud Orb.

He didn't find anything wrong before, but it wasn't until he tried to refine the Thunder Cloud Pearl that Lin Ji finally discovered that the Thunder Cloud Pearl had long been owned.

The owner is naturally Qi Ducheng, the lord of Fanyun City.

It was also after discovering this that Lin Ji finally understood how the Qi family found out that Lei Yunzhu was planned to go away by members of the Feiyun Sect.

"It turns out that an innate treasure is not like an acquired treasure. You can use it by inputting spiritual energy, and you have to recognize the owner."

"I don't know how to break the treasure and identify its owner. I still have to go back to Beijing to find it."

Thinking of this, Lin Ji shook off the snow on his body, and the speed of his feet became a little faster. The whole person turned into an afterimage and went straight to the direction of the capital.

In the second year of Shengyuan, the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

The New Year is not far away.

Beijing.

As the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, as the New Year approached, the city became a little more noisy.

It seems to be to show that Emperor Qin Pei was able to govern the country well. It is not clear what other places are, but in the capital, there are already lights and festoons everywhere.

A notice was posted at the gate of the city that on New Year's Eve, the royal family would worship their ancestors and heaven on Panlong Mountain outside the city, saying that all the people in the city were required to bathe and burn incense on New Year's Eve to show their respect for the royal family.

Of course, similar things have happened in previous years, but in fact, not many people do it.

Burning incense and bathing sounds extravagant, not something ordinary people can afford.

In addition, at the end of the year, there are several other lively places in central Beijing.

Just half a month ago, an unknown local rich man took over a piece of land in central Beijing to recruit low-level monks. In just ten days, he built an attic garden and named it Qunfang Garden.

The name is good, but what they do is a trick.

But even if it is a hook bar, there is a distinction between upper and lower.

In the past, if the dignitaries in the capital wanted to find pleasure, they would go to Jiaofangsi.

Although there are four or five brothels in the city, most of the girls in the Jiaofang Division are from rich families, and they only live in smoke and dust when their families are poor.

Compared with girls in ordinary brothels, this kind of prostitution is naturally more interesting.

As for men, what I like most is to persuade good families to go into the water, and to persuade prostitutes to be good.

But since this group of fragrant gardens came into being, even if it was another brothel in the city, even if it was Jiaofangsi, there would be vacancies at night.

[-]% of the brothel business in the whole city belonged to this sudden appearance of Qunfang Garden, which also aroused the amazement of many prostitutes.

At this time, it is above the main road on the central axis of the capital.

The servants carried the sedan chair and moved forward slowly. The sedan chair was inconspicuous from the outside, but inside it was full of wonders.

The seats in the sedan chair are covered with high-quality monster furs, but they feel fluffy just by looking at them.

There is a small table in the middle, with incense burning on the table, and the green smoke is floating slowly, making people feel refreshed and happy.

As for the dazzling array of things hanging from the top of the sedan chair, there is no need to mention it.

At this moment, sitting in the middle of the sedan chair is a young man in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt, holding a paper fan in his hand, just looking at his attire, he looks like a scholar Mo Ke.

But the one sitting next to him was Mu Kai, the son of the right prime minister of the dynasty, Mu Hanfei.

At this moment, there was no trace of the domineering look on Mu Kai's face in the past. There was a bit of awe in his speech and demeanor, and he was cautious. Even the good fur pads under his buttocks were not so soft.

"Second Brother Yuyu, that group of Fangyuan has been bragging about his family's oiran for several months, and everyone in the city has lost their appetites. If you say that the oiran's appearance tonight is not as satisfactory, this group of Fangyuan will still Can it go on?"

There was a flattering tone in Mu Kai's words, he said it was a joke, but his demeanor was not relaxed enough.

Brother Yu, who was sitting at the main seat, waved his hand.

"The girls in Qunfang Garden have their own characteristics. Even if tonight's oiran is really not satisfactory, it should be the best in the world to be able to overwhelm the others in Qunfang Garden."

"What Second Brother Yu said is true." Mu Kai quickly agreed.

"I haven't finished yet." Second Brother Yu narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Even if someone is really dissatisfied, it should not be with that Huakui girl whom he has never met, but with the group of Fangyuan's tantalizing actions. "

"Right." Mu Kai nodded.

While speaking, the sedan chair stopped.

As soon as Second Brother Yu stood up, Mu Kai had already opened the sedan chair curtain for him.

"Thank you."

Brother Yu thanked him and got out of the sedan chair.

In front of him was a deep house, but behind the closed gate, some Yingyingyanyan could be vaguely heard.

"Qunfang Garden, what a wonderful place."

(End of this chapter)