Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

Chapter 132
At night, the big lanterns in Yingchun Tower have been lit up.

The red light makes the street in front of the building gentle.The turtle slaves are greeting you warmly.The girl inside the door also showed her pretty face, adding to the turtle slave's capital for attracting customers.

As the only entertainment venue in town.

Since its opening, Yingchun Building has become a gentle place for local men and a thorn in the side of local women with its beautiful environment and first-class services.

Whenever night falls, wives in every household have to keep an eye on their men, lest they have an excuse to go to Yingchun Tower for a stroll.

The madam stood in the lobby, watching the girls being escorted to and from them, with a smile on her face.

Although bad things happened, there were also some bad rumors.But since Yan Wushuang became the oiran, she has attracted countless fans.

How many men go back and forth just to have a beautiful woman to accompany them.Not much can be accomplished, but all the free money flows into the accounting room of Yingchun Building.

Suddenly the madam's eyes lit up, and the turtle slave led three young men in brocade clothes in.

The leading young master is seventeen or eighteen years old. He is wearing a rich costume with silver embroidery and holding a jade bone fan. He has a graceful demeanor.

That face is prettier than the girls in the building.

The old bustard hurriedly greeted him: "We are really distinguished guests. The three gentlemen are very friendly to each other. It must be the first time for us to come to the building!"

"Hello, mother." Mr. Jinyi put a silver coin in the old madam's hand, "Please arrange a quiet private room and buy a table of wine and food. Find two sisters who are easy to talk to, and find a waiter. I'm going to have a drink and rest."

"Okay." The old madam withdrew her hand and smiled so much that the powder on her face was embedded in the wrinkles. "I'm sure the young master will be satisfied."

The old bustard turned around and waved: "Take the guests to the Tianzihao private room."

A little maid had already come to lead the way.

The three of them followed up to the second floor, passed through the corridor, and entered the room at the end.

Looking at the red gauze fluttering on the window sill and hearing the coquettish laughter next door, Shangguan Jing glanced at Bai Wan'er uncomfortably.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, what we do... doesn't seem to be in line with what practitioners should do."

Bai Wan'er put down the chopsticks in her hands and swallowed the braised pork in her mouth: "Fellow Taoist Shangguan, this is to go deep into the place to explore the enemy's situation. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs."

"But why Fellow Daoist Bai is so interested in this kind of place?" Du Yichen looked for the right words to express, "It's clear."

As a marketing ace, I have dealt with customers in my previous life. This kind of entertainment and social place to connect emotions is not too familiar.

Although the world has changed, this type of place remains the same.

Bai Wan'er is naturally at home like a fish in water.

"Wan'er also heard people say this when she occasionally went down the mountain to practice." Bai Wan'er made it up smoothly.

Shangguanjing tugged on the jade belt on her body: "How did Wan'er know that it would be appropriate for me to dress like this?"

In the afternoon, Bai Wan'er took herself and Du Yichen to a clothing store and picked out outfits for themselves.

Shangguanjing was already very curious.

Bai Wan'er took a sip of tea: "I saw the dress of the people in the tea shop today, Wan'er figured it out on her own."

I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running away.Influenced by countless movies and TV shows, Bai Wan'er knows how to dress up as a playboy for a wealthy young man.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, this is..." Du Yichen asked.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, is this for..." Shangguan Jing asked.

……

Bai Wan'er looked up at the two of them, and they asked questions one after another.

These two guys are the 2.0 version of the Zhuang sisters. They have more problems than usual and are really eager to learn.

Bai Wan'er was just thinking about how to deal with these two curious babies when a gust of fragrant wind hit her.

"I have kept your distinguished guest waiting for a long time. I apologize to you."

Two delicate women and a young girl walked in with meandering steps.

The two women are about 20 years old, with charming eyes and smiles, and their breasts are half exposed.

One of them came and sat down next to Bai Wan'er.

The other one wanted to sit next to Du Yichen, but Du Yichen stood up immediately and hid far away. "Hey, young master is so shy!" The woman stretched out her hand to hold Du Yichen.

Shangguanjing reached out to stop the woman.

"Sister, please sit next to me." Bai Wan'er quickly asked the woman to sit next to her.

The two beauties on the left and right of Bai Wan'er can hug each other.

The young girl Qing Guan looked embarrassed, so Bai Wan'er arranged for her to sit next to Shangguan Jing.

Du Yichen sat alone on the edge.

Bai Wan'er was holding a wine glass in one hand and talking to the woman, while holding her little hand with the other.

"My sister's hands are so beautiful that people can't bear to put them down."

The woman said shyly: "Young master looks so handsome, I have never seen him before."

"What my sister said is really nice and sweet. Come and have a drink."

Turning her head, Bai Wan'er said to the beauty on the left: "Sister's face, it seems like I've seen it somewhere before?"

The woman smiled coquettishly and said, "Where have you seen the slave family?"

"In the dream," Bai Wan'er used a fan to lift the woman's chin, saying affectionately, "I have seen the fairy's face in the fairyland in my dream, and she looks like her sister."

"Oh," the woman's cheeks turned red, "Young Master is really good at talking."

"Then sister, just drink one more glass. The aroma of wine will make you more beautiful."

Shangguan Jing and Du Yichen's eyes almost fell out.

Seeing Bai Wan'er playing both sides, the two women drank one glass after another.It was even more surprising than seeing the monster appear on the spot.

After a while, Bai Wan'er poured a bottle of wine into the two women. The woman's face was covered with red clouds and she was smiling sweetly.

"Young master is really good at talking. Please stay here later and I will take good care of you."

Bai Wan'er smiled slightly: "I heard that many people came to Yingchun Tower recently and lost their lives. I'd better go back earlier."

"Young Master, don't listen to people's nonsense. It's just a few people who had an accident. There are so many people coming and going in the building every day, how can anything happen to the Young Master!"

The woman on the left is holding her forehead and talking, already a little drunk.

"That's impossible to say. Who knows if disaster will fall on her?" Bai Wan'er shook her head and refused.

The woman on the right took Bai Wan'er's hand and whispered: "Don't worry, sir, the guests who get into trouble are all served by Yan Wushuang. The guests I'm waiting for will never get into trouble."

Bai Wan'er smiled slightly and looked at Shangguan Jing and Du Yichen.

Only then did Shangguan Jing and Du Yichen understand the reason why Bai Wan'er invited the woman to drink.

"Why don't outsiders know that these dead guests are all Yan Wushuang?" Bai Wan'er asked.

The woman looked around and whispered: "Master, please don't tell me. My mother won't let you tell me, for fear that the matter will spread and ruin the reputation of the oiran."

"Oiran Yan Wushuang is so famous, so many customers order her, right?"

"Of course," the woman pouted, "There are so many people who are fascinated by her. Even Sister Qinglian's old patrons are obsessed with her, and they don't want Sister Qinglian anymore."

The Qingguan opposite suddenly turned pale.

Bai Wan'er's thoughts turned quickly: "Qinglian is the girl from Yingchun Tower?"

"Sister Qinglian was the number one in the past. She was robbed of her position by Yan Wushuang, and even her patrons were robbed. She was so angry that she drank to drown her sorrows. In the end, she drank too much and accidentally died of drunkenness."

The woman on the right is already sleepy.

"Hongye, don't talk nonsense." The woman on the left warned,

Bai Wan'er gently caressed the two women's heads with both hands. The woman lowered her head and fell asleep on the table.

Bai Wan'er stood up and sat next to Qing Guan.

"Little sister, do you know Sister Qinglian?"

(End of this chapter)