"How can you be so embarrassed?" The old coachman smiled and showed his teeth. He squeezed the broken piece of gold in his hand tightly, then bowed to Zhang Shiping with his fists.

Zhang Shiping glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, and strode into the courtyard of the mansion at the welcome of the servant in front of the door.

As soon as I entered, a beautiful woman in green was walking with a fan on the semi-circular beauty. Behind her were four strong women with big arms and round waists, and a luxurious soft couch was carried on her shoulders.

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"I don't know if the distinguished guest came to the door and was in a farewell welcome, so Ping'er apologized to the uncle." The woman in green who claimed to be Ping'er came to Zhang Shiping, gave a blessing, revealing her graceful figure.

"You have recognized the wrong person. This is the first time Zhang has come to your Nixuan Pavilion." Zhang Shiping said slowly.

"How could you admit your mistake? You are a monk, so you are a distinguished guest." Ping'er said with a smile, shaking the fan in her hand.

After hearing this, Zhang Shiping was a little surprised. The woman in blue in front of him, or the dozens of women and slaves around him, were just ordinary mortals, and he had no magic power on his body. He was so sure that he was a cultivator? Could it be that this Xuanyuan Sect

In the stronghold, there are monks with a soul far exceeding his, so the other party prepared a soft couch to greet him before he entered the door?

On the other side, Na Ping'er saw Zhang Shiping being silent for a moment, and immediately took out a few beads the size of soybeans from the sachet on her waist. These beads immediately turned into a few small gold and silver bugs in the palm of her hand.

"I'm afraid this master is not a person near our Huayuan City. You see, this is a specialty of our place, called Yingzhu. This bug can sense whether there are monks dozens of meters away. You were just at the door.

The matter, the bug reacted. Before we could go out to greet us, you came in first." Ping'er quickly explained.

"There are such strange insects, which opens my eyes. What kind of cultivation is I? Can this insect sense it?" A strange color flashed in Zhang Shiping's eyes. He didn't sense it from those insects.

There was a slight spiritual energy, but this thing could detect his arrival first, which was really strange.

"But I can't do this, but look at the reactions of these insects." Ping'er spread her hands and said crisply.

Zhang Shiping saw that these gold and silver insects had curled up at this moment, and half of them had no vitality. After thinking about it, he completely restrained his breath and no longer emitted nothing.

The spiritual energy comes.

As expected, after not feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual energy on Zhang Shiping's body, the remaining two insects recovered.

It seems that Yingzhu's reaction was that Ping'er looked at Zhang Shiping with his eyebrows and said in a compliment: "The uncle has such a good eye. He can see the defects of Yingzhu at a glance. This insect can only be found in our Huayuan City.

Survive in a place with thin spiritual energy. Once you arrive at a place with slightly rich spiritual energy, you will be poisoned and die within a moment. It is better to go to the soft couch first. If you have anything else to ask, Ping'er will be in detail with you along the way.

explain."

The four strong women had already put the soft couch on their shoulders on the ground and waited quietly.

Zhang Shiping also followed the customs of the countryside. He sat on the soft couch and leaned against the soft cushion of brocade behind him.

Na Ping'er also sat on the side with the couch, gently lifted Zhang Shiping's calves, placed them on his thighs, and tapped them gently.

The four women immediately lifted the soft couch and walked towards the yard.

The steps taken by the four of them seemed to be measured in advance. The distance taken by each step was almost the same, and the pace was also consistent, making the soft couch on their shoulders look like a boat sailing in the quiet water, and Zhang Shiping on the couch didn't feel it.

A little bump.

"I don't know if I like the excitement or the purity. Today, there are scholars and poets making friends with literature in the Fanghua Courtyard. Is Miss Xianmei playing music there?" Ping'er asked softly.

"No need, Mrs. Fan is here, just go to her place." Zhang Shiping said.

Mrs. Fan from Nixuan Pavilion is the main person here. To put it bluntly, she is the madam here. The news that Cui Xiaofeng had a lion demon appeared was she who sent it back.

However, this news has been a long time ago, and I don’t know if it was taken first by others. Zhang Shiping wants to confirm it again. If there is any latest news, it would be the best, otherwise he would suddenly escape into the vast mountains and have no clues

Searching is not a wise move.

From Huayuan City, it is only more than 200 miles away from the foot of Cui Xiaofeng Mountain, which is a coincidence. Zhang Shiping naturally wants to come here first.

There are also real people in Nanzhou, because they have capsized in the gutter in such seemingly inconspicuous trivial matters.

"This..." Ping'er's face looked a little hesitant.

"It's the past." Zhang Shiping said lightly, but Ping'er's ears were an unquestionable tone.

Ping'er understood that the person around her was not the ordinary mortals in the city. She also knew what kind of existence the monks were. She seemed a little unhappy when she heard Zhang Shiping. She immediately spoke out and ordered the woman who was carrying the bed: "Go to Fangfei Xiaoxie

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Then she whispered to Zhang Shiping: "Madam is usually there at this time, but can the uncle ask Ping'er to send someone to inform me, so as not to happen that the lady happened to go somewhere else and let the uncle wait for a long time. This is not good

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"Go." Zhang Shiping said.

Then Ping'er immediately waved to the slave who followed her and ordered the matter loudly.

After half a cup of tea, the four women walked on a soft couch and came to a small courtyard surrounded by water on three sides. A graceful and elegant beautiful woman stood in front of the courtyard gate. When this person saw Zhang Shiping

, then walked up quickly.

"Shiyun pays homage to seniors." Mrs. Fan stepped forward and bowed.

"Get up." Zhang Shiping said, he got off the soft couch and said another word to his spiritual sense.

After hearing this, Mrs. Fan looked at Zhang Shiping carefully and suddenly remembered something. She immediately ordered Ping'er to lead these women and slaves away, and she led Zhang Shiping to the pavilion.

Except for the two of them, there is no one outside the pavilion

"Disciple Fan Shiyun paid homage to Elder Zhang, please forgive me for offending me. I wonder if the elder has a token?" Mrs. Fan said respectfully, and she took out half of the jade carp from her arms.

"It should be like this." Zhang Shiping nodded and responded.

He waved his sleeves, cast a magic bullet to cover the two of them with a force shield, and then he flipped his hands to take out the elder token of Xuanyuan Sect, and with a slight increase of magic power, he emitted a ray of inspiration from the token, transforming into a ray of inspiration.

It looks like half a piece of jade, and its size is consistent with it, except that the patterns on the two pieces of jade are not the same.

But when Mrs. Fan saw that the worries in her eyes were gone.

"The news about the lion demon in Xiaocui Peak was sent back from you. Now, is there any new news? Has this demon been killed by someone else?" Zhang Shiping took back the elder's token and asked slowly.

road.

"This news happened two years ago, but I haven't heard any new news now. However, last month, a disciple from Yuhu Sanren came to my Nixuan Pavilion for fun. This person accidentally

When it comes to the monks from Sanren in Yuhu and Shuiyueyuan, they go to Xiaocui Peak. I don’t know if they are for the lion demon?” Mrs. Fan thought about it for a moment and said in a slight way.

"Yuhu people?" Zhang Shiping asked?

"This person should be a Jindan real person, a casual cultivator. His disciple is lustful and exaggerated. After drinking a few glasses of water and wine, he brags to the girl. Without any clichés, he vomits them all by himself. Their master and apprentice are both master and apprentice.

People only arrived here before the New Year. They also heard that there were lion demons appearing in Xiaocui Peak, so they stayed there." Mrs. Fan smiled.

"What do the Sanren of Yuhu and his disciples look like?" Zhang Shiping asked.

When Mrs. Fan heard this, she immediately took out a photo stone and activated it, showing a young man in his twenties who looked fair. In the image, the young man's face was full of lewd expression, and he looked frivolous.

generation.

"This is that disciple. As for the appearance of the Sanren in Yuhu, I will be gone here." Mrs. Fan said.

Zhang Shiping looked at the boy's appearance, and his eyes showed a look of thought.

After a while, he didn't know what he thought, and took the photo stone in Mrs. Fan's hand and a smile appeared on his face.

"Is there anything else besides this matter? Is that disciple still here now?" Zhang Shiping asked, now that he heard a message of some value from Mrs. Fan.

"He comes here every five or six days to have fun. Unfortunately, he just came here the day before yesterday. Now it will take a few more days." Mrs. Fan said.

Zhang Shiping nodded, flipped his hands and took out a bottle of yellow bud pill, and gave it to Mrs. Fan as a reward, and then turned around and left.

He took a light step and was more than ten feet away. Then his figure gradually disappeared. It was not until the gate of Danixuan Pavilion that he showed his true body and walked out.

But before he went out, he had not taken a few steps, he heard someone shouting, "Uncle, why did he come out so quickly? Haven't you found a girl who suits you?"

Zhang Shiping stopped and turned around and saw that the person who shouted at him was the old coachman who drove the car before.

"You haven't taken other guests yet?" Zhang Shiping asked with a smile.

"There are guests, but today I met the master who made a fortune, and the money I earned was enough for my years of car payment. I wanted to take a few days off, so I didn't take any passengers anymore. Where else do I want to go? It would be better to take a ride.

The old man's car doesn't have to look for other carriages, and it saves money." The old coachman said with a laugh.

"Okay." Zhang Shiping nodded and said.

When the old coachman heard this, he ran back immediately, untied the reins tied to the horse stake, pulled the carriage and trotted to Zhang Shiping, took off the small stool on the carriage, wiped it with his sleeves, and then wiped it.

Just asked Zhang Shiping to get on the bus.

The coachman also got on the carriage and gently whipped it. The carriage started to rush around. He asked slowly, "Where is the master?"

"Are you familiar with this place? Otherwise, you might as well give me a good place to find fun?" Zhang Shiping said slowly.

"Which place in this city is comparable to Nixuan Pavilion? If the master doesn't even look down on the girls there, there will probably be no place in the city." The old coachman responded.

Then he seemed to recall something and said, "But there is a steamed bun temple outside the city. The little nie in the temple is beautiful and beautiful. The steamed buns are big and white, and they are very delicious. The masters and sons in the city often

Go there to worship and fulfill your wishes. Master wants to go and take a look. I heard that it feels different? You said that the masters and men's houses are beautiful maids and can't do anything, but that's it. They still miss the little nie in the temple.

Not to mention the fifteenth day of the lunar month, as long as you have time, you will pass."

After saying that, the old coachman grinned.

"If this happens, then go there and have a look." Zhang Shiping in the carriage also laughed.

"Okay." The coachman raised the whip in his hand and ran out of the city.

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To be continued...