divination

"Yilang..." Ding Yi lost his voice, and when he was about to say something, he saw Long Er's pitiful begging face again, so he had to bear it and give up.After a while, Ding Yi asked Mei Qianjiao: "The Charming King..." Mei Qianjiao frowned, as if saying that she should change her mind, Ding Yi took a deep breath and said again: "Jiaojiao, you can tell us now There is a way!"

Looking at this scene, Mei Qianjiao felt even more elated, and nodded repeatedly: "Of course! As long as I write a letter to Feiying and send it to the person I was going to ask, I believe there will be further news soon. "

"Then write quickly..." Long Er said impatiently.

After a few days, still no news was received, Ding Yi leaned on a dead wooden crutch, and was about to go to Tianzi No. [-] room, but saw Long Er just came out after closing the door, so he came forward and said: " Longer, do you have any news?"

Long Er shook his head in disappointment and said: "Young Master, there is still no news." After a long silence, Long Er seemed to have thought of something and said: "Young Master, you told me many things that happened during this period of time, Didn't you say that Banmian Luocha has a lot to do with Zixuan, and you're going to Wenqu City to inquire about news? Jumen Town is very close to Wenqu City, and now I'm just waiting for news anyway, and it's exhausting, why not I am waiting here, you go to Wenqu City to find out the news!"

Ding Yi put away the dead wooden crutches, pondered for a few moments, and then said: "Long Er, I have been there several times, but except for the fact that ** Ji Ji was killed by the half-faced Raksha in Wenqu City, no Can't find any other news about Banmian Luosha!"

Suddenly, Long'er raised his right hand to three inches in front of his shoulder blade, raised his index finger, and said in a loud voice: "Young master, I remembered, sister Qianjiao asked me about you these few days, so I mentioned it to you." When it came time for you to look for Banmian Luosha, she looked very strange at the time. Later, she gave a suggestion, saying that Banmian Luosha's whereabouts are secretive and hard to find, so you can't find it everywhere. Dress up as a prostitute and lure her out!"

"Mei Qianjiao suggested that I pretend to be a prostitute?" The dead wood crutch was slightly horizontal, and Ding looked a little troubled, thinking to himself: "I am Tianji, and I am famous all over the world. If I pretend to be a prostitute, it will not damage my reputation." ...It doesn't matter, Xuan'er sacrificed her life to save me two years ago, if I can really find a half-faced Rakshasa and learn of Xuan'er's whereabouts, it will be nothing if I lose a little reputation..."

"Long'er, thank Jiaojiao for me! I'm going to Wenqu City right away!" With a slight tap of the dead wood crutches, Xuan Yiqiong's hexagram force rushed at the touch, and Ding Yi's whole body was like riding a cloud, and in an instant Disappeared in Penglai Inn.

Wenqu City.Confucian scholars and elegant people with feather fans and towels walked on the road paved with bluestones in an endless stream. When acquaintances met, they bowed their hands to each other politely and said from time to time, "Brother, long time no see." 'or'Brother, how are you doing these days. ' and so on, and then I will ask the last sentence: "I heard that Hong Ling Xiaoxiaosheng, a famous gentleman in Yunjing, wrote a pillow book "Fengyue Baojian" that has been circulated in Cangyun. I wonder if you can read it?"

"The writing in "Treasure of the Wind and Moon" is really wonderful, especially the section in the book "the beauty of the day is beautiful, but the sky is beautiful, and the moon is beautiful." The description is detailed and vivid, and people can't help but want to practice it. It caused my wives and concubines to be so addicted, I almost died of collapse..." At this time, Lu Renjia among the passers-by gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Brother Lu, it's really extraordinary. He also uses the theory in the book "Fengyue Baojian" into practice, which really impresses Long! By the way, I heard that Hongling Xiaoxiaosheng recently published another book. The name seems to be "" "Yin Ping Mei"..." Long Tao 6 next to him said thoughtfully.

"Yin Ping Mei? I've heard of this book. It contains a charming description of Pan Yinlian and Nanmen Qing's affair with Wen Dalang behind their backs. It is said to be better than "Fengyue Baojian". It's just that this book has just been written. There are a lot of bookstores that haven’t had time to typeset and print it, so it may take a while to see it!” Lu Renjia sighed regretfully.

Long Tao slapped his folding fan and said: "No...no...no...our Wenqu City has always been famous for its poems, songs, music, music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Cangyun, Feimeng, Loulan , every time a new book is written, the poets and writers in the city will rush to copy it in order to have a sneak peek. Now the owner of the Wushan Pavilion has obtained the book from a special channel, and there is an order to seize the book. As long as someone can safely enter the Wushan Pavilion In the inner layer, you can accept this book, and enjoy the best fish and water joy in the world!"

"Wushan Pavilion? Brother Long, I heard correctly! Wushan Pavilion houses all kinds of beauties from various cities and places. It is a place where any man dreams of returning, but most of these beauties come from wrong sources. The half-faced Rakshasa who stepped into Wenqu City was identified as an adulterer, and was killed by him. A few days ago, Ji Ji, one of the four great villains, entered this hall and died the next day. Go..." Lu Renjia felt itchy in his heart, but he was afraid of death and dared not go, so he stood hesitantly.

Long Tao 2 sneered and said: "Brother Lu, there is a knife on the head of the color character. If you have a lustful heart, you must have a lustful guts. If you are afraid, then don't go! I will go with the brothers in front!"

"So many people are flocking to the Wushan Pavilion?" Lu Ren looked up, only to see a sea of ​​people, and thought to himself: "As the saying goes, the law does not punish the crowd. Since so many people have gone, even if half-faced Rakshasa really wants to kill him, he can't." Won't kill us all! Go..."

"Wushan Pavilion? A letter from Bellingtone said that Ji Ji was killed here by Banmian Luocha. It's just that I went to the pavilion a few days ago. The museum was closed when Sha appeared, so it opened again today? Anyway, I was trying to pretend to be a woman to lure out the half-faced Luosha to find Zixuan's whereabouts. I just heard what Long Lu and the other two said. Rakshasa's pursuit, if that's the case, kill two birds with one stone. I'll go and see..." Ding Yi, who was dressed as a Confucian scholar, was very flamboyant, shaking a tribute paper folding fan drawn by a faint green bamboo in the deep mountains, and walked heroically Wushan Pavilion.

Wushan Pavilion.The courtyard layout is progressive. There is an open space similar to a small courtyard between the front and the back. The high wall next to it is covered with golden glazed rubble, and the grass and vines climbing up from the bottom are like Winding around the tree like a snake, some grass and vines crossed the wall and stretched out to the towering ancient cypresses and phoenix trees outside like guards. In the canopy of the parasol tree emerges its colorful blooms.

The rafters and beams of the pavilion are carved with crane patterns, magpie patterns, plum patterns, curly grass patterns, peony patterns, twig patterns and many other patterns representing auspiciousness and wealth. , elegant brocade pink curtains and various circular lighting.

There was a crowd of people outside the museum, and there was a sea of ​​people, many of them were Confucian scholars wearing lun scarves and elegant clothes. The seductive welcoming women, their clothes are transparent or translucent gauze clothes, which fit on the body just right, some white breasts on the chest are looming, a little navel is exposed between the lower abdomen, and the tender thighs From time to time, there is a little bit of spring, but on the whole, it shows a beautiful and charming curve. The men standing in the front row all stare wide-eyed, swallowing saliva desperately, swallowing so fast that they almost didn't touch their tongues. Swallow it down.

at this time.A charmingly dressed woman in blue clothes walked up the building, her pupils shone with strangely charming blue eyes, her jade hands gently spread out the red-bottomed paper row, and read: "By the order of the owner of the museum, today is a special opening. , anyone who gets an invitation from Tangzi Qian can enter the hall to participate in the competition, and those who finally break through the barrier and enter the innermost layer will get a copy of Hongling Xiaoxiaosheng's latest masterpiece "Silver Plum", and enjoy the joy of fish and water that any man wishes for. There is also a chance to be summoned by the museum owner and get the most mysterious gift..."

"Yin Ping Mei! The joy of fish and water! Mysterious gift!" Every word made the men outside the hall daydream, discussing with each other, and then turned back to Tang Ziqian invitation, scrambling to ask.

"The Tangzi money invitation card is the Tangzi money printed in the Wushan Pavilion. I will let people spread it later. Whether you can grab it depends on everyone's ability... Spread the Tangzi money" the woman who put away the hall owner's order gave an order, and the next door Several maids quickly grabbed the Tangzi's money in the basket and sprinkled it out with all their strength.

In order to snatch the money from the hall, the men outside the hall are scrambling to snatch each other and fight. Many of these people are frail scholars, and gradually some fist-footed people have the upper hand to grab the invitation. In a blink of an eye, there is blood dripping and screaming However, there were also some Confucian scholars who were proficient in both civil and military affairs and won the invitation. Among them, Lu Renjia and Long Tao 6 were also lucky enough to grab the Tangzi money, and beside them were two monks and a man with a heavy cloth wrapped around his head. The young man snatched money from his wife.

After a few moments.The Tangzi’s money was robbed, and hundreds of people got invitations and entered the Wushan Pavilion as usual. Others were seriously injured and thought it would be fun to stay here again, so they slowly dispersed.

at this time.Ding Yi fanned the green bamboo folding fan, and Shanshan rushed over. After asking the dispersed crowd, she realized that she was a step late. I want to enter the Wushan Pavilion and see what it really looks like!" After saying that, Ding Yi took out a hundred taels of silver and handed it to the maid.

The maid returned the money, shook her head with a smile, and said, "My lord, the owner of the Wushan Pavilion has issued an order that no one who has not received an invitation card from the Tangzi's money is not allowed to enter! Please forgive me for what I can do!"

suddenly. "Give me back the hall money!" A little girl standing under the sycamore tree on the right side of Wushan Pavilion cried and chased the running little boy desperately.