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"It's not impossible." Fan Xian murmured, feeling a little helpless while being happy, "But this way it will be even harder to find."

Zhou Ji put his arm around Fan Xian's shoulders and comforted him: "In such a huge Kyoto, since you can encounter him twice, you will definitely encounter him a third time, so don't worry."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "I hope so."

When the carriage arrived at Dongshi, Zhou Ji motioned to Teng Zijing to stop in an alley. Although the Fan Mansion was nice, it was still considered as someone else. Now that he had a place to stay in Kyoto, there was no need to stay in the Fan Mansion.

"It's not bad to have some peace and quiet here, but it's a pity that I have to rush from the west to the east of the city to find you, and have to cross half of Kyoto to have a drink with you." Fan Xian sat in the room for a while.

, said regretfully.

"The days are long and there will be opportunities."

Zhou Ji sent everyone away and then had time to tidy up the room and yard.

By the time I was almost done, dusk was approaching and it was getting late.

"By the way! Candles!" Zhou Ji sat in the room. After scanning around, he felt that something was missing. He slapped his forehead and then remembered that he had forgotten to prepare candles.

"I wonder if there is a curfew in Kyoto?" Zhou Ji stood up and said, "Zui Xianju can be opened, so there shouldn't be one, right?"

Speaking of Zuixianju, Zhou Ji suddenly became interested. He glanced at the sword box beside him, hesitated for a moment, and chose not to bring it with him.

Zui Xianju stood on the bank of the Liujing River in the city. Zhou Ji changed into a long robe and walked towards the east of the city slowly. When he arrived, the sky was completely dark, and there was a brightly lit tall building not far away.

It illuminated half of the night sky.

The river bypasses Zuixianju and flows into Cangshan Mountain. It gradually slows down and forms a large mirror-like pool. Every night, several boats walk freely on the lake, with lights and colorful decorations on them, and laughter and laughter can be heard from time to time.

, the sound of silk and bamboo.

What a great place to sell the vault.

Walking closer, under the lanterns by the river, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him with his head drooped and dejectedly.

Wearing a dark outfit and long hair tied behind her back, she seemed to be trying very hard to pretend to be a man, but unfortunately her overly delicate appearance and slightly bulging chest exposed her identity.

"Miss Ruoruo?" Zhou Ji said in surprise, "What a coincidence."

Fan Ruoruo was also surprised to see Zhou Ji. She didn't expect to see each other again after saying goodbye in the afternoon. Although she was surprised, there was a hint of joy in her eyes and she subconsciously asked.

"Master Zhou? Are you going to Zuixianju?"

Zhou Ji was stunned when he heard this. His friend's sister asked him at the door of the brothel if he wanted to visit a brothel. Even though Zhou Ji really didn't have any evil thoughts, he was still a little embarrassed.

"When I first came to Kyoto, I heard that the most prosperous place in Kyoto is the Liujing River. I have never been to the Goulan Hua Fang Land before, so I came here to join in the fun."

Wearing men's clothing seemed to give Fan Ruoruo some courage. Fan Ruoruo's eyes widened and he said, "Then can you take me with you?"

Zhou Ji was stunned when he heard this, glanced left and right, and asked curiously: "Where is your brother? Why don't you let him take you in?"

"He accompanied Prince Jing and went in first." Fan Ruoruo picked her fingers and whispered.

Regarding Teng Zijing and Guo Baokun, Fan Xian had his own plans. Fan Ruoruo wanted to keep Fan Xian's secret, but Zhou Ji was like Fan Xian's close friend who talked about everything, so she didn't know whether she should say it or not.

"So you want to go in and take a look?" Zhou Ji saw Fan Ruoruo's aggrieved look and said with a bitter smile, "If he knew that I brought you into a place like this, he would have to challenge me for a duel."

"I just won't tell him." Fan Ruoruo raised his finger and said anxiously: "I can swear."

The true energy of a practitioner is the most precious, and the Nine-Nine Returning Yang Kung is similar to the Tongzi Kung Fu, so Zhou Ji had no intention of doing bad things in a place like this with fireworks.

Seeing Fan Ruoruo's eyes that were about to cry, Zhou Ji felt his scalp numb and sighed: "Okay, but you must follow me closely and never leave my sight."

Fan Ruoruo's smile was as bright as a flower, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, she nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, I will listen to you."

A woman's three greatest weapons are to pretend to be pitiful, to pretend to be pitiful, to pretend to be pitiful.

Following Zhou Ji, Fan Ruoruo looked around like a curious baby.

After all, it is the highest-end brothel in Kyoto. It is usually visited by businessmen and dignitaries, so it is not likely to make public announcements.

Fan Ruoruo was a little shy and surprised when she came to this kind of place for the first time. Sometimes she would comment on the music and music on the stage, and sometimes she would catch a glimpse of the blushing cheeks of the boldly dressed girl.

The two booked a private room on the third floor, and then they calmed down. The door opened, facing the side of the stage. Fan Ruoruo unfolded the folding fan on the table, fanning the cool breeze, but no matter how he fanned, he still fanned.

Don't take away the blush on your cheeks.

"Mr. Zhou, didn't you say you've never been to Goulanhuafang before? Why do you look so familiar? It feels like you've gone home." Fan Ruoruo couldn't help complaining when she saw Zhou Ji who was calm and composed beside her.

"Hey~ I'm your brother's friend after all, how could there be such a rush?" Zhou Ji pretended to be angry, "Don't forget who brought you here."

Fan Ruoruo heard that Zhou Ji was joking, wrinkled her nose, and made a face behind Zhou Ji.

The two listened to the music for a while, and Fan Ruoruo glanced around, feeling a little bored.

"Tell me, why hasn't anyone greeted me for so long?" Fan Ruoruo glanced downstairs and saw people in other rooms moving and laughing, and couldn't help complaining.

Zhou Ji poured a glass of fruit wine. The taste was not as good as that of Yishiju, but in this kind of decoration and atmosphere, it tasted no worse than that of Yishiju.

"Do you really hope someone will come?" Zhou Ji laughed dumbly.

"No...no..." Fan Ruoruo waved her hands quickly and explained, "I just feel a little strange."

"Do you think that when a woman puts on men's clothing, she really can't tell the difference between male and female?" Zhou Ji said with a smile, "I had already greeted the madam when I entered the house and told her that she was not allowed to bring anyone in."

"There is a slang saying, when men are on the left and women are on the right, when entering a place like this with fireworks, if you tap on the left shoulder, it means that this brother does not come here often, so you don't have to be so hot. If you tap on the right shoulder, it means that this friend is a woman, and everyone should stay away."

Zhou Ji felt funny in his heart. He just tried it casually, but he didn't expect that Jianghu slang was also common here.

"This, it's called 'greeting'." There was a soft knock on the door, and a charming woman held a plate of fruits and said sweetly: "This young lady should be the most talented girl in Kyoto, right?"

Fan Ruoruo was a little embarrassed when her identity was revealed. Yang's mother covered her mouth and smiled softly. She put the fruit plate on the table and said with a smile: "Fan Xian, Mr. Fan asked the Nu family to send you a fruit plate. I want to pass on a message."

"What...what are you talking about?" Fan Ruoruo stuttered a bit as he faced a formidable enemy.

"I've finished listening to the little tunes and seen the dancers. If I don't go back home, Mr. Fan will come and arrest him personally." Yang's mother glanced at Zhou Ji, imitating Fan Xian's tone and put her hands on her hips, "And Lao Zhou, you too
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