She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 287 Broth
This brothel is right in the middle of the bustling street. When you walk in, you can see that the building is resplendent and extremely luxurious. It is a veritable "gold selling cave".

He Miao helped Murong Lan into the brothel, before entering the door, a smell of women's makeup and powder came over her face, and the fragrance hit her face.

He Miao sniffed it greedily, and Murong Lan wrinkled her nose and asked suspiciously, "What is this place?"

He Miao smiled and explained without any concealment: "It's a brothel."

"Qinglou?"

Murong Lan froze, nodded and said: "No wonder the poem says 'Yangzhou dream once every ten years, win the fame of the brothel', I think the brothel is an elegant place to recite poems."

He Miao was dumbfounded for a moment, it seems that the people of Yaowanggu didn't dare to teach Murong Lan something extra.

As soon as the two stepped into the brothel, a woman dressed like a veil floated over lightly, pushed He Miao away, and supported Murong Lan from left to right with only smiles, saying:
"Young master, you are here, but the slave family has been waiting for you for too long." As he said that, he wanted to walk forward with Murong Lan in his arms.

The smell of sweet and greasy powder of various colors from the woman next to her rushed towards her face, and the woman clung to her body like a snake and intimately.No matter how dull Murong Lan was, she still felt something was wrong.

"Miss He~" Murong Lan couldn't get used to this appearance, so she greeted He Miao softly and anxiously.

He Miao saw Murong Lan's embarrassment, and only told the girls:

"This young master is blind, so the girls have to be careful in serving them. Find someone who can play musical instruments, and they must play well. Serve me well, and the money will be indispensable to you."

After all, Yaowang Valley has plenty of money.

"Okay." The girls responded Qingnuo with some teasing.Busy and eager to greet Murong Lan.

He Miao followed behind, watching the show, seeing a woman feeding Murong Lan wine, Murong Lan's expression was quite flustered, embarrassed, and embarrassed to refuse.

He Miao hurriedly refused and said:
"This young master doesn't drink alcohol, you can just sing ditties and play some musical instruments."

After a while, a woman walked over holding a pipa-like musical instrument with a round bottom.

The woman was dressed in a plain long gown, she looked quite young, she didn't dare to look at people directly, and flicked her fingers clumsily.

After playing a few times just now, Murong Lan frowned unconsciously. Even He Miao, who didn't know how to play, could hear it. It didn't seem to be considered first-class, not even middle-class?After all, where someone is playing, it will become a noise and not a tune.

At that moment, he only took out an ingot of 50 taels of silver from his sleeve, patted it on the table generously, and asked, "Girls, you look down on us and think we have no money."

Don't blame her for being poor and generous, anyway, you can ask the people in Yaowang Valley to double the money back.

Seeing this, the playing woman blushed and lowered her head in shame.The other woman on the side saw Yinzi, her eyes lit up, and she responded with a smile:
"Forgive me, girl. It's not that we deliberately neglected it. It's just that in the past few days, a few sisters who played better were redeemed by a rich man and went to live a better life. So there are temporarily few pillars in the building."

He Miao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Forget it, play whatever you want, don't be nervous."

Only then did the woman play clumsily again.It was still played intermittently at the beginning, but it gradually became more and more popular later on.

He Miao was listening intently, and felt a scrutinizing gaze coming towards him.But when He Miao looked again, this gaze disappeared without a trace.

He Miao didn't take it seriously at first, but after a while, she felt this gaze again.

This time, He Miao didn't look directly, but closed his eyes pretending to be intoxicated. At the same time, he carefully released his divine sense, asking where the gaze came from and who it belonged to.

When the girl's song was over, Murong Lan hurriedly said: "Miss He, I'm listening." There was a little bit of pleading in the words.It seems that he is not used to being so intimate with women.

He Miao heard this, opened his eyes, nodded and said, "If that's the case, forget it, let's go."

When He Miao supported Murong Lan away, that familiar gaze reappeared, scanning back and forth on He Miao's back.He Miao just straightened her back and pretended not to notice.

When I left the brothel, the sky was already dark.

He Miao saw Uncle Wei waiting outside the door. Uncle Wei's eyes were like icy blades, and he wanted to poke a few more holes in He Miao's body.

Anyway, He Miao is very thick-skinned, it was Murong Lan who suggested to go to the brothel on her own initiative, and it was not her idea.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, they had no choice but to find an inn here to stay.

"Mr. Murong feels so?" Seeing that Murong Lan was silent all the way, He Miao asked naturally.

Murong Lan's dull eyes blinked, two strange blushes flew on her fair face, her ears turned red, and she murmured softly: "En's music is very nice."

When He Miao heard Murong Lan's words against his will, he smiled and said: "Since you think it sounds good, we will go again tomorrow."

Before the words finished, Murong Lan shook her head and said: "Miss He, there is no need, there is no need."

He Miao chuckled, pretending to be disappointed and said, "Okay then." Sometimes, she really likes to tease a simple person like Murong Lan.

After returning to the room, the lights in the room were like beans, and He Miao sat on the bed and started his own practice.

With the improvement of cultivation, the spiritual power in the body became more and more abundant, and He Miao could be keenly aware that the devilish energy lingering around him was also gradually becoming stronger.

Is it true that the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high in the legend?
I don't know how long it took, I saw that the lights of thousands of houses in the distance were extinguished one after another, and there was silence in the inn, only the chirping of insects in summer.

He Miao heard a slight sound of footsteps stepping on the tiles, which seemed to come from the roof.It doesn't sound like people from the world of cultivating immortals, they belong to the Lian family on the rivers and lakes, and they are coming in their direction.

He Miao opened his eyes, looked at a lamp on the table, stretched out his hand and popped out a stone, which directly extinguished the wick, and the room suddenly became dark.

He Miao laid down on the bed carefully, pulled the quilt on, calmed down her breathing, and pretended to be in a deep sleep.

She wanted to see what the purpose of this person was, and where she was worth being coveted.

Also, this person was obviously coming for her, but Uncle Wei in the room next to him didn't respond at all. It seemed that he was annoyed at her way of pulling Murong Lan into the brothel just now, and he didn't plan to help her anymore.

He Miao closed her eyes, feeling that the man was already by the window.She smelled a strange smell from the tip of her nose, and immediately held her breath.

From the looks of it, it was using the ecstasy of the Jianghu, some kind of indiscriminate trick.

Seeing that He Miao hadn't moved, the man quietly opened the window and came in.

He Miao clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, and he had already thought of no less than ten ways to beat people.

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