Rebellious Contract Beast

"Xuan Li, you are such a bastard!"

"No, why are you going crazy for no reason?"

"I'm too lazy to care about you!"

"Huh~"

Shen Yi twisted his mouth and let out a long sigh. Women are like this, their moods are unpredictable. In the past, he would definitely teach this old witch a lesson.

But forget it now, after all, I will take advantage of her later.

What does the old witch's soft and fragrant body look like?

Hehehehehe~
Although the dressing room was full of women, fortunately they changed their clothes quite quickly. After waiting in line for about five or six minutes, it was soon Tsurumi Hatsuyun's turn.

After Shen Yi confirmed the size of the changing room, he became even more excited. With such an area, there was no place to put a screen. It would be better for him to stay in the consciousness space than to let himself out.

Just as he was thinking about this, He Jian Chu Yun suddenly asked: "Xuan Li, do you want to peek at me changing clothes?"

"No, who wants to peek at you?"

"Oh, so you are a gentleman."

"It would be nice if you really believed that, but it's a pity that you don't trust me. Well, you can be on guard against me, but you can't let me stay out, right? There's no room for me in such a small space. If I stay outside, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?"

"Yeah, I trust you very much, you can watch it if you want."

He Jian Chuyun said to Shen Yi with a smile, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The tone is wrong. Shouldn't this old witch find a way to prevent herself from seeing her changing clothes?

How come you let me see it so readily?

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong!

Not knowing what he was thinking about, Shen Yi's heart tightened.

He now suspected that the old witch was planning something evil.

But he couldn't think of any bad tricks he could use at this moment.

Just as he was thinking, He Jian Chu Yun had already started to undress. Seeing this, Shen Yi had to put the matter aside and stop thinking about it for the time being, concentrating on looking at her perspective.

But after watching for a while, he withdrew his attention and continued to circle around the altar.

What's so good about taking off the outer layer of clothes without taking off the inner layer?

The evaluation is not as good as the maid costume.

boring.

She found that her mind suddenly became quiet. Tsurumi Chuyun, who was changing into her dance costume, couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She could already imagine the depressed expression of Shen Yi in her consciousness.

"Pfft~"

"Change quickly, don't waste time."

"Why are you rushing me? Don't you want to see me change clothes?"

"Let me make one thing clear first. I have never had that thought. Don't spit blood on me and slander a good person!"

"How can you be called a human? You are clearly a contracted beast!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I am not a human being, only you are a human being, okay, old witch, stop bothering me, change quickly!"

"Hee hee~"

He Jian Chuyun suppressed her laughter, but hearing the impatience in Shen Yi's words, she still quickened the pace of changing clothes.

Two minutes later.

She successfully changed into the colorful feathered dress, opened the door, and walked out of the dressing room. At that moment, her figure was like a super magnet, attracting the attention of everyone around her. All the various sounds floating in the dressing room also disappeared in an instant.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"Sister, why are you so beautiful?"

"Let me see, the material of this dress is really great!"

"Your name is Zhuang Luan. I feel like you will definitely be noticed by the gentleman in front today. I'm so envious!"

"..."

As soon as Tsurumi Hatsuyun walked out of the crowd and sat down in her original place, the three people who came with her before immediately surrounded her. The expressions in their eyes were different, some were amazed, some were envious, and even a little jealous.

It was not known whether Tsurumi Hatsuyun saw it or not, but facing the three people, she had a polite smile on her face and responded to each of them one by one.

"Sister, were you really sold by your family? You are so beautiful. If it were my parents, they would definitely not be willing to sell you." said the short girl, but while she said this, her eyes kept glancing at He Jianchuyun's fair and slender left hand, and she clearly saw some clues.

There's no way, her skin is too white and she doesn't look like a girl from a poor family.

He Jian Chu Yun glanced at her without changing his expression. He explained the "reason" to her very naturally, saying that after he was sold to Jiangzhou, he had been living with a certain lady and had never done any heavy work, so his skin was good.

This reason sounded convincing, and the short girl said nothing more after hearing it. Like the other two girls, she kept touching the material of her clothes and couldn't let go.

At this time, people were constantly coming in and out of the entrance door of the dressing room. They were either female servants from Zuimeng Garden or female thugs hired by the Zhendao Society. From time to time, a few men could be seen coming in and taking a look around, but they soon left.

Every time the waitresses came into the dressing room, they would take some girls out and remind others to put away what needed to be put away because they were about to go on stage.

After waiting for a while, the door of the dressing room was pushed open again. This time, four female servants came in. They looked at He Jian Chu Yun and shouted, "Zhuang Luan, Feng Shuangshuang, Bai Xing...are you all dressed up? Go to the front and wait. It will be your turn soon!"

"Oh! Got it!"

"right away!"

The girls who were originally chatting to kill time, when they heard the waitress calling their names, some of them immediately stood up, while others turned to the dressing table and hurriedly checked their disguises.

There were nine people on stage with Tsurumi Hatsuun. They followed the waitresses out of the dressing room and walked along the corridor outside. Soon, they heard a lively instrumental music that made them want to dance to the rhythm. In addition to the music, there were also cheers and whistles. It was obvious that this was the noise made by the audience.

Walking through the corridor, Tsurumi Hatsuyun and the others were taken to the backstage. Three of the four female attendants from Zuimeng Garden left at once. The last one left frowned at Tsurumi Hatsuyun and asked with some distrust, "You are the leader? Can you do it?"

Among the nine people present, only Tsurumi Hatsuyun had not rehearsed. Among the other five girls, two knew the short girl. Tsurumi Hatsuyun had heard before that the five girls had originally practiced dancing with the three of the short girl, but since they had a good foundation, the five of them came early. The remaining three were not ready yet and stayed until now.

It's no wonder that the female waitress didn't believe He Jian Chu Yun. Not to mention the identity of the guests that the Zhen Dao Society would entertain, Zuimeng Garden itself was a famous entertainment venue in Jiangzhou City. If the dancers there made a mistake during the performance, it would be too embarrassing.

And Tsurumi Hatsuun is the one standing in the C position.

The one who originally stood in the C position was the woman named Feng Shuangshuang, but the old witch was so beautiful that it would be a pity if she was ignored when she performed on stage. In addition, due to the unreasonable recommendation of Tang Wanyu, the head of Beitang, the Zhendao Society had to give the C position to He Jianchuyun under pressure.

When he saw the waitress asking him this, He Jianchuyun's expression did not change. He nodded slightly and said a short "hmm".

"Remember, you must do what the music school taught you. Don't act on your own. There are so many people on the stage watching you. It would be bad if you make a fool of yourself."

"Yes."

"That's good. Wait."

"..."

Seeing this, the female waitress said no more, walked forward a few steps, pulled open the curtain and looked outside.

After about six or seven minutes, the music at the front desk gradually came to an end, and accompanied by cheers, the curtain fell at the front desk.

The curtain on the other side of the backstage was drawn open, and the girls who had finished their performances walked in one after another. However, they did not return to the dressing room. Instead, they were taken upstairs by two members of the Pillow Sword Society.

"It's your turn, hurry up!" The waitress called out. Hearing this, the few people did not dare to stay any longer and quickly lined up and trotted towards the stage.

At this time, the cheers in front of the stage had not completely disappeared, but were slowly weakening. People watched as a group of dancers walked out from the left side of the stage. At first, people didn't care much and were drinking tea by themselves. But as Tsurumi Hatsuun walked out, her unique outfit and her exquisite, enchanting and charming face immediately attracted the attention of all the spectators.

"Oooh!"

"This is good! This is good!"

"I never thought there would be such a beauty in Zuimeng Garden!"

The singing hadn't started yet, but the audience in the audience was already excited. Countless eyes were focused on Tsurumi Hatsuyun, which made her nervous.

There were hardly any good looks among these. Most of them were as greedy as wolves, as if they couldn't wait to rush onto the stage and eat He Jian Chu Yun cleanly.

Shen Yi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, he was seeing this from a first-person perspective. If he were a woman, he would also be scared when seeing this scene.

Fortunately, there were members of the Pillow Sword Society watching around, and the blades on their waists were not just for decoration, so no one lost their mind and rushed forward.

Ding ding! Dong dong!

Soon, the musician played the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano floated away like the flow of a clear spring, as if it had a kind of magical power that wiped out most of the various miscellaneous sounds from the audience.

The spectators fell silent, as if they had just woken up from a dream. Looking at He Jian Chu Yun, they couldn't help but start shaking their heads.

Since Zuimeng Garden has been holding banquets from time to time, many people come here almost every day. The reason is that the women here all have their own characteristics and you can always find one you like. Moreover, as an invited guest, you don’t have to pay, unlike Zuianlou, where if you want to go in and have fun, you have to spend a large sum of money first.

However, after coming here many times, the guests all know a rule here: some of the women who look stunning and have unique looks are often out of their reach, and they are all the real guests of Zuimeng Garden.

And Tsurumi Hatsuun in the middle is obviously among them.

Seeing too much of something that you want but know you have no chance of getting will only make you feel uneasy and upset. That was why many guests in the audience poured themselves wine and drank it in big gulps.

The sound of the piano became progressive and up and down. Eight young women on the stage started dancing to the sound. Their smooth gauze fluttered in the air, almost moving with their dance steps.

After a few breaths, the sound of the flute rose from the ground, like a spring breeze blowing over green willows, long and powerful. The girl in the middle also danced gracefully to the sound of the flute. Her luxurious cloud-feathered dress fluttered and her faint fragrance wafted away, intoxicating the spectators sitting in the front row below.

The candlelight on the large pillars on both sides of the stage was disturbed into chaos. The girl's movements were light and soft, her dance was graceful, her sleeves were flying, her silk was fluttering, like flowing clouds and running water. Under the flickering light, she gradually began to become distorted, like a phantom in a dream, exuding an untouchable beauty, or like a willow swaying in the air, close at hand, but making people worry that she will drift away with the wind in the next second.

Shen Yi in the consciousness space didn't know how the old witch danced, but seeing the obsessed eyes of the people below, it can be seen how much attention the old witch is now, attracting everyone's admiration.

It seems like this is not bad, being a different audience on the stage and watching the expressions of the guests below.

However, after watching for a while, He Jianchuyun's perspective went dark, which made him feel nervous.

"What's wrong with you, old witch!"

"..." He Jianchuyun did not respond to her. In order not to be affected by the gazes of the audience, she simply closed her eyes, locked herself in her inner world, ignored others, and danced alone.

At this time, the sound of drums sounded, like a drizzle, falling on the willow leaves and on the ground, ticking, as if telling something. Before people could react, the sound of the flute suddenly rose, like a willow flying far away and disappearing into the clouds, with its feathers fluttering, adding a touch of mystery and fairy air.

The rhythm of the piano and drums gradually quickened, the women's dancing became more intense, the ornaments on Tsurumi Hatsuyun's head swayed and collided with each other, making tinkling sounds that blended with the vocal music, and the atmosphere on and off the stage was instantly pushed to a climax.

The guests sat motionless in their chairs, as if their bodies were frozen in place, their eyes fixed on every move of the girl in the middle, unwilling to move away for even a second.

The high-pitched flute sound began to slowly die down, and the sounds of drums, piano and other instruments also slowly slowed down as they had started.

The wind died down, the rain stopped, the clouds and mist dispersed, the trees became still, and the willows slowly fell to the ground.

This dance took half an incense stick of time. As the girls on the stage finished their performance, thunderous applause and heart-wrenching cheers rang out from the audience!
"Okay! Not bad!"

"What a beautiful dance..."

"Look at me! Look at me! Look here! Hush~"

"What's your name, beauty!"

"do it again!"

"Yes! Do it again! This isn't enough!"

"..."

Tsurumi Hatsuyun finally opened her eyes and looked around casually. She did not respond to anyone and followed the others back to the backstage.

While Shen Yi was watching the excited scene of the audience below the stage, he couldn't help but wonder: Should I form a girl group or something?

...(End of chapter)