Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 93 The Secret of the Goulan Courtesan

Chun Shui Ji, whose stage name is also Yu Chunfeng.

In recent days, this person can be said to be very famous, especially on the reward list of Wangjiang Cave Mansion, someone actually posted a post about exploring the secret of Chunshui Ji, offering a reward of [-] Yuanzhu!

Whether Chun Shui Ji really has any secrets is unknown, but the number of bonuses on the reward list of Wangjiang Cave Mansion undoubtedly added a bit of mystery to this beauty.

Song Ciwan and Xie Yunxiang were sitting at a table next to the railing on the second floor. When they looked down, they saw a small stream meandering from the depths of the garden in the courtyard below.

Strange rocks are piled up on both sides of the creek, and flowers and trees are sparse.There is no one in sight yet, but there is a singing voice, light and ethereal, curling up.

The singing sound was like a light mist in the setting sun, and like a mist in a dense forest, gentle and cool, entangled in the ears of every listener and floating in people's hearts through the clouds.

The woman sang: "Send your husband to Wulidun, and then send him to another five miles. It's supposed to be a journey of thirty miles. It's hard to walk with small steps in shoes, bows and socks..."

"Hey, hello, the heartbreaker sends the heartbreaker..."

During the libretto, the sound of "heartbreaker" is really like weeping and complaining, making the apex of the heart tremble.

Finally, with the sound of the water, a graceful figure stood on the boat, holding a green bamboo pole, and emerged from the deep flowers and trees, and slowly came to everyone along the small stream in the courtyard.

I saw that the person on the boat had lotus-like flour noodles and a slender waist like a wicker.

She frowned with a pair of slender eyebrows like smoke and mist, whispered softly, and her eyes flickered.

Just this one appearance, one look up, suddenly made all the disputes caused by her seem to have a reason.

Song Ciwan heard someone at the next table say "Ah yo": "Chun Shui Ji is such a character. If she is such a beauty, what's so strange about causing more disputes? What kind of reward is it worth? Hundreds of yuan beads, how come no one earns them?"

Xie Yunxiang, who was at the same table with Song Ciwan, also fixed his eyes on Chun Shuiji, muttering in his mouth: "This trip is worthwhile, this trip is worthwhile. Brother Xin, as expected, no matter how many rumors there are, I can't see it with my own eyes." See. It would be weird for a character like Chunshui Ji not to make a few dandies jealous?"

Song Ciwan glanced at Xie Yunxiang in surprise, only feeling that his look of giving souls seemed a little too much.

Looking at the people around, everyone seemed to have a similar demeanor to Xie Yunxiang. Compared with them, Xie Yunxiang seemed to be a relatively restrained one.

As for Song Ciwan, although he also thinks Chunshuiji is extremely beautiful, there are very few people who still have the upper hand with reason and clarity.

In short, Song Ciwan glanced over, as if he didn't see any of them.

Chun Shui Ji came by pontooning a boat, and after singing, she put her hands by her side, bowed her knees and bowed to everyone, and then without saying a word, she held the penny and propped up the boat, and the boat went smoothly again. He headed back in the direction she had come from.

People didn't react, they only saw her slender back, disappearing into the depths of the setting sun tenderly and melancholy.

After a while, the spectators on both sides sighed in unison.

Someone shouted: "Why did you just leave?"

This cry seemed to press some wonderful switch. People woke up from a dream in a trance, and immediately more people shouted.

Amidst the noisy discourse, a steward from the flower and tree courtyard below came out with a group of maids holding flowers. He tapped the jade drum in his hand and said in a low voice: "Everyone, make friends with flowers. Give flowers today The gentleman with the most number will be able to spend an hour alone with Chun Shui Ji..."

Before he finished speaking, someone could not wait to say loudly: "Me! I will give you ten flowers!"

"Xiaosheng presents twenty flowers!"

"I will give you fifty flowers!"

"I will give you a hundred flowers!"

"..."

Flowers with dewdrops still condensed were brought up by the maids, and people donated generously one after another, and the flowers were projected down from the second floor by people, and the flowers above the courtyard stream were like rain. .

Infected by the warm atmosphere, Xie Yunxiang couldn't help standing up, took out a hundred taels of gold from the Nawu Talisman that he carried with him, and bought a hundred flowers in one go.

Song Ciwan saw him holding a flower basket, his face full of excitement.He leaned against the railing and tipped the flower basket facing forward, and the basket full of colorful flowers seemed to be a cascade of scattered flowers, rushing down towards the bottom.

Someone below sang: "C character No. 20, guests at table three, count a hundred flowers!"

"T-No.70, guests at table one, fifty flowers in total!"

"Guests at table No. [-], number C, [-], [-], [-] flowers..."

"Five hundred!"

"..."

Xie Yunxiang was C Zi No. 20 No. [-]. When he saw that someone gave far more flowers than himself, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately shouted: "Another hundred, not three hundred, four hundred! Six hundred..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand stretched out from the side, and gently patted Xie Yunxiang on the shoulder.

It's Song Ciwan!

She reached out and patted Xie Yunxiang's shoulder, intending to prevent him from getting deeper and deeper.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when her palm touched Xie Yunxiang's shoulder, the scale of heaven and earth moved again.

[The voice of the heavenly demon, the heart-beating energy of a cultivator in the transformation period, can be traded for three cents of a penny. 】

It turned out to be the voice of a demon!
Song Ciwan was surprised for a moment.

There are several situations in which Tiandi Scale actively collects, the most common one is when the other party is in a strong mood - and this emotion is caused by Song Ciwan. After the emotional mass reaches a certain amount, Tiandi Scale will take the initiative to collect ;

But although Xie Yunxiang's emotions are very agitated right now, it is obviously not because of Song Ciwan.

Another situation is that there is qi dissipating from the other party's body. When Song Ciwan had physical contact with the other party, the escaping qi would be collected by the Tian Di Scale.

For example, the "eight-point hermit morale" once collected by Tiandi Scale came from this.

It's just that the qi that can be collected by Song Ciwan through contact often just floats on the surface of the body, and even if no one touches it after a period of time, it will dissipate automatically.

Even if the Tian Di Scale is collected, it will not have any impact on the other party itself.

Therefore, although Song Ciwan's shot took away part of the other party's "heartbeat", Xie Yunxiang just turned his head and looked at Song Ciwan, and soon he opened his mouth as if he was dizzy from drinking again. Shouted: "Six, six hundred... hiccup!"

Song Ciwan slapped again, the thunder in the palm of his hand circulated, and a very small ray of lightning power was transmitted silently. This time Xie Yunxiang shook his body and hiccupped on the spot.

He opened his mouth and turned to look at Song Ciwan in surprise.

Song Ciwan said: "Thank you fellow Taoist, you and I made an appointment earlier to go to Qibao Tower in Xushi, have you forgotten?"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out.

She quickly walked through the lively and excited crowd, like a drop of water, passing through countless lotus leaves swaying in the wind and making noise.

Xie Yunxiang woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed.

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