I Practiced and Opened the Plug-in

Fireworks Lane Willow, Yingyan Brothel.

When Zhou Heng was on the earth, he had seen many brothels in film and television dramas, and they were full of beauty and beauty. Literati and guests gathered together, chanting poems and composing music, and only smiled for the beautiful lady.

There is also a young man who likes to come here, and most of them will meet a few women who do not sell their lives and have mysterious identities, and write a story that they have to tell.

Zhou Heng's curiosity about brothels is naturally inevitable.

Of course, she was just curious.

Never thought of anything messy.

However, he stood in front of this brothel named Tongtian Pavilion and looked around for a while, then turned and left, after all, he did not enter.

Mainly he saw the price list at the door.

The minimum consumption cost two taels a night, and the slightly better items cost twelve taels. The most terrifying thing is listening to the first card playing music, which actually costs hundreds of taels.

This is a small county smaller than Yuyang County!

One hundred taels of silver is almost equivalent to fifty thousand yuan, just listen to a small song, is it cheap? !

A penny and a cup of tea, is it not fragrant to hear that books are enough?

However, Zhou Heng was still a little envious.

This brothel is too cool to make money.

He even thought about it for a moment--if he draws some magical powers such as the Eight or Nine Profound Art that can be transformed into a clone, whether to clone himself into a brothel and spend some money.

Seems feasible?

From the site building to the staff, they are all by themselves, which is pretty good too!

"Well, speaking of it, the lucky bags I got earlier have not been opened in time. I will wait for a while to come out of the tea house, find an inn and open a few to see my luck."

Zhou Heng had a plan in his heart and left the brothel named Tongtian Pavilion, and was going to find a teahouse.

That is the consumption that suits one's own sentiment.

Drinking tea and tasting tea is fresh and elegant, cultivates sentiment, and nourishes the spirit.

Brothel or something, too vulgar.

...

Tsutenkaku is a three-story building.

On the highest floor, the top-notch cleansers in this brothel live. They do not sell their art, and most of them are just waiting for the price.

This period of price is naturally the most expensive and the treatment is also the highest.

However, it is not all women who are forced to do business here, but there are also people who enjoy them.

At this time, there were two glamorous women leaning on the railing of the attic, looking at Zhou Heng who had gone away.

The two of them are dressed in red and yellow. They look like they are in their twenties. They are beautiful, charming, slim, curvy, and dressed in gorgeous skirts, but they wrap their bodies tightly. No wrist was exposed.

But this adds a few different kinds of temptation and interest.

"This little brother is really attractive." The woman in red looked at Zhou Heng's back, her small tongue stretched out and licked her plump red lips, and smiled: "I almost couldn't help but want to go down and take him captive. Come."

"Look at his beard, and his masculinity, he must be a great tonic person." The yellow-clothed woman also had bright eyes and looked directly at the direction Zhou Heng was going.

"Such a supplement is rare. You and my sisters should be blessed to share it." The woman in red was suddenly wary, looking at the woman in yellow next to her, "Don't follow Chen Hanyu's bastard."

"Sister, don't worry." The yellow-clothed woman chuckled and said, "Sister, although my cultivation level is not as good as the low-level maid, but in terms of character, I never have to say. Everyone at the Red Flower Palace knows that I have never been with people. It's a predator."

"The people at Thunder Mountain Villa are actually pretty good. The power of thunder is so strong." The woman in red licked her lips with some nostalgia, and sighed: "It's a pity that the Five Elements Sect is too oppressive now, those mighty brothers. It's been a long time since I came."

"Sister, this was aroused by the person who made a lot of money just now." The woman in yellow squinted her eyes and smiled: "Why don't I go and take down the little brother just now tonight?"

"I think so too." The sorrow on the face of the woman in red suddenly disappeared, with a smile on her face, "You and my sister share, let this little brother enjoy the sky, hahaha."

...

"...Speaking of which, this fairy Qiongfeng is really like a **** descending from the earth, this sword pierced out, exquisitely exquisite, the broken bone injury, although the martial arts is strong and talented, but can only hurriedly parry, back again...

"...Thinking of a dignified seven-foot man, but losing to a slender girl... If they don't know each other, they actually gave birth to a bit of affection, which can be regarded as a good story..."

Mr. Storyteller talked happily on the high stage, with spit splashing, and the audience yelled again and again, shouting dryly, and couldn't help but add a few more cups of tea money.

Others heard it with gusto, but Zhou Heng's eyelids jumped when he heard it, and only felt that Cheng Jiangjian might really raise his sword to kill him in the next instant.

This storyteller really is the most capable group of ranking people in this great Qi country, and he has some Qiong Yao aptitude. Regardless of the real situation of the cause and effect, he can fall in love with anything anyway.

There was a story that Zhou Heng and Wang Qingqing had to tell before, and then there was Broken Bone Injury and Fairy Qiongfeng's secret love. There was basically no truth in his mouth... Of course, it may also be because it meets the needs of the public. not easy.

Although Zhou Heng complained in his heart, he still sat there quietly and listened, and would add money to refill a cup of tea every time he listened to it.

This also reminded him of some of his experiences when he was on earth.

He hasn't talked about books, but he wrote online articles at the beginning. It's actually quite similar to Mr. Storyteller. He earns some tea money and occasionally gets rewards from guests.

After the story told by the storyteller came to an end, Zhou Heng also inquired about some news about Jinglei Villa and the Five Elements Sect, got up and left the teahouse.

There is an iron basin at the entrance of the teahouse, and there are scattered copper coins in it. Someone watching it is the storyteller just now.

This is a reward pot.

If the guests listened happily, they would often give some rewards when they left.

Usually there are not many. One essay and two essays are thoughts, and ten essays and twenty essays are merit. The storyteller is very grateful.

No matter who it is, as long as he puts money in it, he will say thanks.

Damn it!

When Zhou Heng left, he threw two taels of silver in it.

This made the storyteller froze for a long time, and it was not until Zhou Heng walked out of the teahouse that he reacted and hurriedly stood at the door to salute Zhou Hengyao and thank him.

Two taels of silver, almost equivalent to one thousand yuan, on the earth is a leader's money.

You should give this storyteller an alliance.

...

After leaving the teahouse, Zhou Heng randomly found an inn.

He was about to lie on the bed to open a few lucky bags, and then practice his innate skills, but his brows wrinkled when his ears moved.

There seems to be something wrong.

Immediately afterwards, he smelled a strange smell.

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