In the morning, outside a small building hung with red lanterns.
Ji Yuan, Shen Lang, and Zhao Yuansong came to the largest gold selling cave in Qianyu City together.
Although it is already past early morning, there are still people in twos and threes, either alone or in groups, slowly walking out of Baihua Tower.
Some young men followed diligently behind them, greeting the golden guests with charming smiles throughout the process.
One of the young boys, after watching a gold guest go away, was about to turn back when he happened to catch a glimpse of three people on the roadside. Especially after seeing the sloppy scholar, they immediately trotted over.
"Master Shen!"
The young man bowed respectfully, with a sincere smile on his face: "But are you here to see my wife?"
Shen Lang nodded, motioning for the other party to lead the way, and at the same time explained to the two people beside him: "Generally, women here are called ladies, but it is not a title used by ordinary people in the market."
Zhao Yuansong listened attentively and nodded from time to time, but Ji Yuan next to him had a dismissive look on his face, as if he didn't want to know anything about this place at all.
From the bottom of his heart, he despised this kind of place which was both the most draining of money and the most draining of people's will. Usually when Shen Lang was short of silver and was detained, he would just let the servant take away the needed silver. He would never Come on your own.
Not long after, under the guidance of this young servant, the three of them arrived at a villa.
The decoration in the courtyard is quite elegant, and one can tell at a glance that it was designed by Shen Lang. It seems that his relationship with the owner of this place is quite unusual.
After a few people sat down in the elegant pavilion, before they finished drinking a cup of hot tea, a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked quickly from the house and wished them a blessing.
"Is Mr. Shen still okay?"
Before the woman in plain clothes took her seat, she was already looking at Shen Lang's body worriedly.
Seeing that his body was covered with scars and dust, he couldn't help but feel distressed in his eyes, which seemed to hurt even more than being hit on his own body.
Ji Yuan and Zhao Yuansong looked at each other silently, both noticing something unusual between the two, and then turned their gazes calmly, without looking at them too directly.
"Well, well, well, my wife is caring about you, so of course everything is well!"
Shen Lang laughed and then introduced the two parties.
This woman in plain clothes, whose stage name is Yalan, is one of the top brands of Baihualou. She has a very beautiful appearance and is good at music and poetry. She has always been a performer but not a person. She only has a moment of happiness with people who can win her appreciation.
If there are no accidents, in the oiran selection at the end of the year, he may become the new oiran of Baihua Tower.
It's a pity that a strange woman suddenly appeared in Baihua Tower two days ago. She broke the rules that night and was directly appointed as the new oiran.
"Yalan, please pass the message on your behalf without comment. Shen and his two friends have some things they would like to chat with the new oiran."
After some pleasantries, Shen Lang directly stated his intention to come.
Hearing this, Yalan did not hide the displeasure in her eyes, glanced at the scholar complainingly, then swept her eyes across the two people beside her, and finally landed on Ji Yuan.
"Mr. Shen, if you want to bring your friends here to look for flowers and willows, the little girl will naturally not dare to be too polite, but..."
Although she didn't finish her words, the meaning behind her words was not difficult to guess.
Obviously he was blaming Shen Lang, he just went out to look for flowers and willows, but how could anyone in this world bring a Taoist priest who was no more than a young man to this land of smoke and willows.
Isn’t that compromising one’s own virtue?
Seeing the blame on her face, they knew that the other party had misunderstood. However, some things were difficult to explain, so they could only ask Shen Lang to urge her.
Although Yalan looked displeased and even a little angry, she still got a servant in exchange for her and asked him to carry a letter written by a scholar and send it to the new oiran's other courtyard.
After all, as a prostitute, despite all her reluctance, she cannot break some of the rules of Baihua Tower. After all, this is her only place to live.
But although the rules couldn't be broken, she never had a good look towards Shen Lang. Instead, she ordered people to bring a lot of cakes and pile them all in front of Ji Yuan.
She said a lot of words to the little Taoist priest in a pleasant manner, overtly and covertly urging him to leave early. As a monk, he should not deal with people like them who are full of dust.
Shen Lang and Zhao Yuansong laughed bitterly when they saw this scene, but they had no way to explain it in words. They could only watch their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and sat aside honestly without making any sound.
However, Ji Yuan looked a little strange at this time. It was the first time that an outsider cared about him so much. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He even felt warm in his heart.
So for the first time, he ignored the turbid smell of mortal grains for the time being, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it. He didn't know whether he was savoring the taste or feeling the warmth in his heart.
In a daze, Ji Yuan suddenly remembered that in the early years, he looked at his peers on the street with a sister beside him, and he couldn't help but feel envious in his heart.
Not only did he envy the fight between siblings, but he also envied those who could have a sister to take care of him. He would always toss and turn at night, or he would dream that one day in the future, a woman claiming to be his sister would appear outside the Taoist temple.
"After talking so much, I still don't know your name."
Yalan patted her forehead lightly: "No, no, I heard it's taboo to ask your name, so you have to ask a question mark, right?"
She smiled apologetically, as if she was apologizing for her recklessness.
There are indeed some rumors in the world that you should not ask monks for their lay names. Once you have become a monk, you should let go of the past and call yourself by your Taoist name from now on.
It's just that for real monks, there are not so many taboos, and only people who can't let go will have such obsessions.
"The poor Taoist and layman's name is Jiyuan, and his Taoist name is Lingyu."
However, Ji Yuan was quite serious about this. Not only did he mention his Taoist title, he did not even retain his lay name.
As his words fell, not only Yalan was a little dazed, but Shen Lang who was standing next to him also had a look of astonishment. It seemed that he did not expect that the little Taoist priest who always spared no effort in life would inadvertently reveal some closeness.
The scholar glanced at the woman next to him, and then touched his chin thoughtfully.
After a long while, Yalan finally came back to her senses. It was actually the little Taoist priest in front of her who had always kept an attitude of keeping away from strangers, but suddenly changed to a sincere expression, which was really hard to adapt to.
But after all, she was born in Fengchen, and after the initial daze, she dealt with it quite appropriately.
Neither deliberately getting close nor immediately alienating each other, maintaining just the right amount of propriety so that the already modest goodwill would not turn into heartfelt displeasure and disgust.
After this little episode, Yalan's resentment and anger towards Shen Lang were obviously relieved a lot, and she would chat with the two of them from time to time.
Although the three of them were all a little absent-minded at this time, she also cheered up the atmosphere and no longer kept silent with their thoughts full of thoughts.
While a few people were talking and laughing, Ji Yuan's face suddenly turned aside, and then Zhao Yuansong and Shen Lang also showed solemn expressions almost at the same time.
In their perception, there is a resentment that is so strong that it is almost impossible to get rid of it, as well as a cold and ghostly aura, which is quickly coming towards this place.
Although they haven't felt any hostility or murderous intent yet, they cannot allow the three of them to underestimate them. The looming pressure definitely comes from the second realm.
"What happen to you guys?"
Seeing the expressions of the three people changing one after another, Yalan frowned slightly.
However, Ji Yuan and the others did not respond. They just stood up and turned to look at the courtyard door.
Within a moment, a boy walked quickly into the courtyard door, followed by three people, including a young woman and a pair of expressionless men and women.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan immediately unfurled his sleeves and a bronze oil lamp appeared out of thin air in his palm. The spiritual energy in it that had not yet been completely restored circulated and released a faint brilliance.
For a moment, he was actually ready to take action at any time, and his mind even fell on the long sword behind his back. He could unsheath it and kill the enemy with just one thought.
Ji Yuan's strange behavior at this time was naturally noticed by the other two people. Although they didn't understand why he behaved like this, they were still ready to fight against the enemy together.
"Hey, isn't this the little Taoist priest from that night? I didn't expect to meet again so soon."
The young woman covered her mouth and smiled softly, then her eyes turned and fell on the two people behind her.
But after just looking at it, she moved her gaze back. Although she had already seen that the man behind him had a second-level cultivation, her intuition told her that the most dangerous place here was Ji Ji, who she had met before.
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"As expected, the skeleton ghost that appeared in Baihua Tower is actually you!"
His face was solemn, and there was a murderous tone in his tone.
That day in Luohun Slope, the first ghost he encountered was the young woman in front of him. Her real body was a pink skeleton. She was a strange species among ghosts and was born extremely powerful.
Only a few days have passed, but the other party has jumped from the late stage of Enlightenment Realm to the second level of the 'Dianling Realm', and his conduct is very stable, and it doesn't look like he has just made a breakthrough.
I am afraid that even the Breaking Realm monk who has been polishing his skills for a year and a half is not as stable as the other party at the moment.
"Of course it's me, otherwise who else would be qualified to be the oiran of Baihualou?"
The young woman chuckled lightly, and there was a sense of pride in her words.
It's as if the title of brothel oiran is a supreme reputation for her.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan sneered, glanced at the man and woman behind him, and then said: "Ghosts are indeed ghosts. The ability to make puppets out of living people is really innate!"
There was unabashed sarcasm in his words, and he obviously recognized that the two junior brothers and sisters of Li Mufeng had been turned into mindless puppets.
This method of sacrificing a living person can only be used by demons and ghosts, and they seem to take it for granted.
"So, little Taoist priest, you came here and mentioned the Bone-Regenerating Flesh Pill. Do you want to make a deal with me, or do you want to slay demons?"
The young woman withdrew her gaze and walked slowly outside the pavilion, looking at the bonsai on the side as if admiring it.
At this time, there was only four or five steps between her and Ji Yuan, which was very fatal to the monks.
He only needs to blow lightly, and the bronze oil lamp in his hand will release all the spiritual energy, covering the opponent with blazing flames.
And at such a close distance, if you withstand a full blow from a magic weapon, even if you have a second-level cultivation, and the opponent's true body is a ghost alien "Red Pink Skull", you will still be seriously injured.
Even if you are lucky, it is not impossible to kill the opponent on the spot!
However, after Ji Yuan sighed lightly, he quietly took two steps back. After weighing the pros and cons, he did not choose to seize this opportunity.
Seeing this scene, the young woman walked into the Yating with a smile on her face, sat down where Ji Yuan used to be, twirled the cake in front of her, put it in her mouth and tasted it carefully.
However, as a skeletal ghost, this form is just a cover-up for the true body to evolve independently. It has no pain or feeling, and of course it is impossible to taste the food.
"Now can we talk about what you mentioned in the letter?"
She watched the opening of the film, and finally her eyes fell on Shen Lang's face, feeling that only such a scholar could write such good handwriting.
It's just that although the calligraphy is good, she really can't appreciate it because the aura of awe-inspiringness contained in it is a bit strong. Although it won't hurt her body, it is still a very uncomfortable thing.
Shen Lang glanced at Yalan. Although the latter looked a little confused, he still turned around and returned to the room.
Then the three of them took their seats one after another, sharing the same table with the red and pink skeleton.
"Before discussing the content of the transaction, we must first confirm one thing, that is, you have nothing to do with anything that is happening in the city today."
While talking, the scholar took out a book from his arms, which exuded a strong aura of awe. This chapter has been completed!
