What kind of Journey to the West is this?

I skipped class to come back for dinner, and my phone got burned while charging. Fortunes and disasters come and go at night, and I tell you about them as a joke.

——Damn the weather! Give me back my phone!

Dong Huang suddenly received a jade talisman: Chapter 189 [Knowing a woman by her scent]

"You plague god, don't you think they're cold wearing so little?"

Snow Lion lay on the tree and looked at the feasting and revelry in Danxiang Garden, feeling puzzled.

Qinlou and Chuguan also have their own rules. In front is a teahouse, with a pimp and a doorman guarding the door, and girls serving tea. This is considered an experience area. Danxiangyuan is a favorite place for literati and poets. Tea is not cheap, costing 300 coins per cup.

After ordering tea, one could go upstairs, which was a private room, and there were additional fees for service and lighting. Those with larger expenses were invited to the back garden, where they were treated as distinguished guests and served by carefully selected courtesans.

Listening to music in brothels and competing in poetry with courtesans were also activities in the imperial gardens, considered by many poets to be refined pursuits. Even if one's poems were well-written and selected, it wasn't enough; one still needed a small fee of seven or eight taels of silver to gain access to the courtesans. Others referred to this as "entertaining guests in the curtain."

Xue Shier didn't care about these things. She was only worried that so many women would freeze to death wearing such little.

Jiang Banxia held a piece of plantain in her mouth, chewed it twice, and said, "Of course, no business in the world is easy. They know it's cold, but they can't help but be blinded by greed. So there are hundreds of kinds of suffering, and there are hundreds of people who suffer it."

"What about you? Why did you end up in the human world?"

"I, I did it for the money... uh."

The boomerang hit him on the head. Jiang Banxia scratched his head and found that he was no different from them.

Those who practiced alchemy and meditation were pure and simple in their desires, but unfortunately Jiang Banxia was not that kind of person.

Snow Lion looked at his mane, then at the icicles hanging from the eaves, and quickly shook his head.

I really don’t understand!

As the two were talking, Yan Xia raised her hand and lifted Xue Shi'er by the scruff of his neck, saying with a smile, "Stop chatting, let's go and venture into this dangerous place."

Jiang Banxia crossed his arms and said hesitantly, "I see you've reached the level of refining essence, why don't I go in and take a look."

There are four steps to refining essence: opening up all meridians, refining water and grain, locking Yuan Yang, and subduing the White Tiger.

The purpose of the Refining Water Valley is to strengthen one's essence, while the Locking Essence Yang is to firmly protect the kidney palace and prevent the essence from escaping. For the cultivators of the Refining Essence, the brothel is literally a "dragon pool and tiger's den".

But Yanxia was not afraid.

Even the devil king in Hehuazizaitian who transformed into a vendor couldn't seduce her, so how could she be deceived by rouge and powder?

nonexistent.

Seeing the girl's confidence, Jiang Banxia said nothing more and nodded, "Then let's go in and find the black cat."

Xue Shi'er said, "As long as I get familiar with the noisy smells, I'll be able to distinguish them."

As we were talking, we arrived at the place.

I only saw that it was getting late, and there were a few pine trees swaying in front of the door, and a few bamboo stems withered.

The pavilion was vast, with numerous seating arrangements, flanked by fragrant cloud-shaped cauldrons and crimson gauze lanterns. Upstairs in the red-dressed building, leaning against railings, separated by curtains, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, beautiful women indulged in pleasure. Then, one could hear the clinking of glasses, the boisterous chatter, the clusters of festivities, the drunken laughter, the merriment of poets and poets.

An Yanxia flashed in, took out two taels of silver and said, "Purchase a private room in the back garden."

She sniffed the strange smell of rouge and powder mixed with incense, perfume pills, wine and sweat in the air, and felt a little physically uncomfortable.

Xue Shier felt dizzy when he came in. He grabbed the corner of Yan Xia's clothes tightly and his face turned pale.

Jiang Banxia asked curiously, "Are your reactions so intense?"

Yan Xia complained, "If you stay in a room full of abalone for a long time, you won't smell its stench."

Jiang Banxia frowned, lifted up his sleeve and sniffed. Due to the long-term intake of elixirs and precious medicines and the practice of fasting, the tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of elixirs.

This doesn’t smell!

She was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was a joke about her daily life amidst the plague...

As soon as the private room was prepared, a girl in a light yellow jacket with a collar led them to the small building in the back garden to choose a private room.

The girl was a little surprised that all the people she saw were girls, but she didn't feel it was too strange.

After all, it was the early Tang Dynasty, right after the Magic Jin Book Catalogue. The bad things in the Wei and Jin Dynasties had a great impact on the old etiquette and laws...

Entering the private room, the three of them took a deep breath and breathed in the fresh air.

Yanxia and Jiang Banxia were not polite either. They picked up the teapot and took turns pouring tea into their mouths.

Take a sip.

puff!

Yanxia sprayed the plague girl all over, and Jiang Banxia's three corpse gods jumped into a rage.

"What kind of tea is this! Why is it so sour and bitter?"

The girl in the pale yellow jacket covered her mouth and laughed when she saw this, "Ladies, you are all made of water, so you don't know. The tea here is not for drinking."

Yan Xia ignored Jiang Banxia's murderous expression and asked curiously, "What is that for?"

"There are sour oranges squeezed in there, so they're for washing hands."

My goodness, she drank hand sanitizer...

Jiang Banxia couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yan Xia glanced at the gloating Plague God and said, "Stop laughing, old man. Change your clothes."

When the wind blew, Jiang Banxia felt the damp and cold clothes sticking to her chest, and her face turned dark.

Yan Xia raised her hand and said to the girl in the pale yellow collar, "Since everything is fine, you can go down."

The little girl was stunned for a moment and asked, "Don't you need to order some sisters?"

Yanxia joked, "Look, isn't that the case here?"

The little girl suddenly realized, then her face turned red, and she bowed and retreated.

After Jiang Banxia saw the people leave, he took off his robe and bellyband, and held the wet bellyband and robe that exuded a faint sour orange fragrance, with a frown on his face.

The girl rolled the clothes into a ball with her bare hands and put on a smock made of gauze.

Seeing her stripping naked, Yan Xia exclaimed in shock, "What a pervert!"

"You bastard! Who put me in this state? Don't you know what's going on?"

Jiang Banxia was extremely angry.

"Wipe it quickly." Yan Xia produced a handkerchief and threw it to her.

"Can you have some attitude..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Yan Xia had no choice but to throw a set of her own casual clothes to her from the Sumeru mustard seed and took a look at it.

Wow, this birdman is developing quite well...

She measured it and found it was taller than her and a little bigger, but not as big as her master's—well, that wasn't the point. An Yanxia accidentally noticed a long, thin scar on Jiang Banxia's right arm.

The private room became quiet, and Snow Lion sniffed.

She was just trying to identify the smell and now she has found a clue.

The mellow and lingering aroma is the fragrance of the flesh.

The refreshing and pungent scent is rouge.

The Yin Shen Incense is deep, quiet and unique in nature.

The one who can produce the Yin spirit is undoubtedly the black cat.

After Jiang Banxia changed her clothes, Xue Shier looked out the door and said, "It's not far away."

She turned her head and her eyes were immediately attracted by Jiang Banxia.

Why does it feel like this plague god's clothes have suddenly become tight... She looked at her chest that was stretched out in an arc with confusion and asked:

"Why are you wearing An Yanxia's clothes?"

....................

In half a minute, Xue Shier explained the source of the smell clearly.

The source she mentioned was a small, stand-alone building in the back garden. It could be seen from afar by opening the window, but it was hidden in a bamboo forest, so the specific scene could not be seen. Only the sound of a flute could be heard occasionally from there.

Yanxia calculated the location mentioned and called the little girl in the light yellow collar over.

The girl said sheepishly, "Are the girls done yet?"

Yanxia said seriously, "I didn't have enough fun."

The little girl's hand holding the plate trembled and the plate almost fell to the ground.

It has been more than an hour since these three girls came in.

three people!

More than an hour!

Isn't this fun enough?

Yan Xia opened the window, pointed to a small, isolated building, and said, "Isn't there always a girl playing the flute over there? Why don't you call that girl over to drink some wine with us?"

We need to add more people...four more people?

It’s really fun to play.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then said awkwardly, "That's Feiyun, the top courtesan of Danxiang Garden. If you want Sister Feiyun to come, that's fine. I can even ask her to come over right now, but she needs to pass three tests, otherwise she won't accompany you."

"Oh, which three levels?"

"Drinking, reciting poetry, and telling jokes."

Dong Huang suddenly sent a jade talisman: Chapter 190 [The body of a beautiful woman in her twenties is like butter, the body of a beautiful woman in her twenties is like butter]

The girl in the pale yellow collar pushed open the door and bowed, saying, "Master, number 13 would like to invite you over for a chat."

"The distinguished guest has arrived."

In front of the bronze mirror, Feiyun looked at the pretty beauty in the mirror, lightly applied goose yellow makeup, and painted her eyebrows with a brush.

After her makeup was done, she stood up and said, "Let's go meet him."

The black cat squatted on the windowsill and asked vigilantly, "Is it the group chasing me?"

"Oh, what else? You go too."

The black cat said in a very literary way, "Walking into a tiger's den is unwise."

"You've brought up the article." The enchanting beauty smiled softly and said, "To be cunning while pretending to be knowledgeable, to be slanderous while pretending to be honest, to be unyielding while pretending to be brave, it is only fitting that he will suffer misfortune."

The black cat slowly opened its eyes and couldn't help but want to scratch its head.

Damn it, I need to grow my brain!

Feiyun picked up the black cat. She was wearing a blue robe with a flying phoenix pattern. The milky aroma from her chest made the black cat's nose tingle. Although it wanted to struggle and jump down, a pair of arms locked it firmly.

"Don't mistake cunning for wisdom, criticism for integrity, or rudeness for bravery. Conspiracies and tricks will never succeed. Be upright."

As the voice fell, the two of them and the cat walked out of the small building and went to the private room where An Yanxia was.

In the elegant room.

An Yanxia was drawing a turtle on Xue Shi'er's face when Xue Shi'er bit her hand. Xue Shi'er was a demonic being, a white jade lion over ten feet tall. Naturally, his strength was unmatched by that of an ordinary person. He quickly pinned a young woman to the ground while she was committing a crime.

Maomao took the upper position, riding on An Yanxia's waist, and drew a turtle on the girl's face very seriously.

Jiang Banxia was leaning against the wall with his eyes blurred, drinking the fine wine that An Yanxia had brought down from the sky. He silently recited the Chang Qing Jing Sutra three times in his heart to repent, and then continued to drink at every meal.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

When footsteps were heard, Jiang Banxia's face changed slightly. He put away the wine pot, and the smell of alcohol disappeared in an instant. He sat cross-legged on the ground, but his face was still slightly flushed.

Xue Shier was startled by the sound. An Yanxia seized the opportunity, jumped up with a somersault, and hugged Xue Shier in her arms.

She whispered, "Where's the water? Quickly wipe the turtle off my face."