Luwei Town, Dream Tower.

At midday, the rainy weather suddenly cleared up, which was something that the men in Luwei Town could never have imagined.

This warm spring day is like flowers and tea, suitable for outings.

It is the second day of February, and the evil dragon raises its head.

Xunmenglou has a great business!

The boy in a black robe lay on the horse's back, and in a daze, he heard the familiar corruption sound, and said angrily: "You guy, you brought me to such a place again."

"Ahem... it's all here, take me in."

The human grievance of the young man's strong horse disappeared in an instant, and he carried Wei Xiazhi into the Dream Tower.

Xunmeng Tower is a brothel in Luwei Town and is very famous. Some wealthy families in Luzhou City will come from afar not far away.

Help poor homeless girl.

This reputation for doing good deeds is very famous for a thousand miles apart.

Especially the courtesan inside, there are many kind-hearted people who yearn for it.

Many charming women in half-exposed clothes stood by the bridge, greeting guests enthusiastically.

A man in black robe lying on the back of a horse came in, which naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.

However, no girl dared to come over to ask, but looked at the man in black robe curiously and worriedly.

The man smelled very bloody and it was not something they could control.

"Young Master, please come here quickly." When a woman in a light green veil found out that it was him, she hurried over and helped him off the horse.

Wei Xiazhi is a great distinguished guest at Xunmeng Tower, and his status is even more amazing and he can get dividends.

There is nothing else. In the song "Song Yu" in Xunmeng Building, the name Wei Yimin is almost known to everyone in the territory of the Purple Qi Sect.

Wei Xiazhi also traded this song with Xunmenglou and obtained a lot of money.

He doesn't have to worry about the cumbersome details inside, he just needs to collect money.

It’s not really hard for him to make money, but the money for exchange for Lingyu can’t be earned enough.

Wei Xiazhi tried hard to stay awake, pushed the woman's hand away, and ran to the top floor with a familiarity.

"Who is that person?"

"Who is the sacred place? As soon as you come, you go up to the top floor?"

"It looks like it's injured, probably the immortal master who was injured in the fighting outside world."

"Why does that black-robed horse look so familiar..."

The outinger whispered, afraid of annoying the man.

Wei Xiazhi trotted upstairs, and the various sounds in Xunmeng Building made him even more uncomfortable.

There are three floors in Xunmeng Building, and the top floor is a real gold-selling cave.

The three famous prostitutes in Xunmeng Tower live on it.

The woman in a light green veil was their maid, and she came with an old woman.

The old woman was about to ask questions, but the boy was like crazy and pushed open the door, which scared the woman inside.

The third floor is a large room, which is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

The room is decorated in classic and elegant, with bright curtains as if it were covered with blood, and the lighting is warm and charming.

Wei Xiazhi couldn't see these things, and he ignored the woman inside. He took out a big box when he entered the door and then started playing.

After the woman recognized the big box the boy took out, the panic on her face disappeared, and she was even a little happy.

clang--

The sound of strings instantly filled the entire room, and Wei Xiazhi's mind also calmed down, calming down the blood and blood on his body.

The woman in the innermost part of the room was wearing a big red dress, and she was extremely beautiful.

At this time, he was jogging with his skirt. Just as he was about to speak, the woman outside the door had already chased him.

The woman is fifty years old and has good maintenance. Her white hair is also distracted due to panic.

She squatted down and looked at the boy whose chin was exposed, and asked, "Young Master Wei, what's wrong?"

Wei Xiazhi suppressed the rolling blood and refused to say more to her, "Don't ask more questions, I fell on my horse."

The woman is the owner of Xunmeng Building and has a big deal with Wei Xiazhi, so she naturally dare not say much at this time.

Because Wei Xiazhi's appearance doesn't look like he's about to die.

Half a quarter of an hour later,

The pleasant sound of the piano from the third floor attracted everyone in Xunmeng Building.

Some men who were on the outing were annoyed, and their partner was delaying in every possible way and said they wanted to go out.

It's really a big deal!

"Aunt Lin, go and close the door!" Wei Xiazhi's qi and blood had been suppressed. After hearing a lot of footsteps outside, he quickly urged.

The woman named Lin will do it immediately.

Bang bang bang bang!

"Sister Meng opens the door, is Wei Yimin coming again?"

"Sister Meng, open the door quickly and let Xiaoqing enter."

"Miss Meng, is it Mr. Wei or Miss Wei inside..."

There are even men among the curious people.

The only one of the remaining courtesans in the house was Meng, and the other two had redeemed for good deeds a year ago, and it was said that the result was very good.

There are only one of the three famous prostitutes left.

Wei Xiazhi:...

At the beginning, he was here many times to break through the ninth level of the warrior and train his concentration.

Later, he played a song by chance, and then sold a book called "Song Yu" and became famous.

Some women in the Xunmenglou Hongchen who have never seen his true face think he is a woman, some think he is a man, and people from the outside world think he is a man.

The song "Rain" is passionate and passionate, and it is all in my heart without poetry and the distance between me.

The first thing a man has to do is to persuade women to become good.

Then how could Wei Yimin be a woman?

It was obvious that I wanted to accumulate merit alone and came to this place to "play the rain"...

After selling the music score, Wei Xiazhi didn't dare to come. After all, this kind of thing had a bad impact on him, and the woman surnamed Lin also agreed to help him keep the secret.

The woman looked at the boy in black robe and asked, "Young Master Wei, this..."

Wei Xiazhi stopped playing and thought for a while, "Aunt Lin, you go out first, just talk about Miss Meng... I'll find a way to leave."

The woman sighed. If the outside world knew that Wei Yimin was Wei Xiazhi's incident, she would not have to hide it in the future and could make more money.

If she hadn't thought Wei Xiazhi could have produced a few new songs, she would have been overturned the table and ate alone.

Of course, no one can play the music score as good as him after it was sold.

The original creator has more feelings in it, but I don’t know what kind of mood Wei Yimin felt when he created the song.

"... Let's go down, it's not Wei Yimin, it's Meng'er imitating his piano sound."

Wei Xiazhi was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

Only him and the only courtesan in Xunmeng Tower were left in the house, Mengqing.

Wei Xiazhi heard the footsteps coming gently and said calmly: "Miss Mengqing, I have nothing to do, don't come here."

The woman's skin was delicate, her cherry lips were raised, and after hearing the boy's cold words, her apricot eyes turned red in an instant.

She stopped and immersed in the sound of the piano just now.

When he first came, Wei Xiazhi couldn't withstand the trick of going outings, which was a torture for him to have good ears.

With his ears, standing outside the building, you can tell which young master is in physical condition...

After that, I got to know each other and felt that the place was the quietest, so I sneaked in.

When he came in, he knew that it was the beauty who went out of the bath and lie in bed, and he made a lot of misunderstandings, and it was a blessing that he was blind.

Wei Xiazhi sighed and said, "Miss Mengqing, this trip is a lot of disturbing me, and I will leave in a while."

The woman in a big red dress continued to walk, ignoring the boy's sense of distance, "Young Master Wei, can Meng Qing listen to the sound of the young master's piano again?"

Wei Xiazhi was silent and shook his head slowly.

Meng Qing gently touched the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand and smiled, "It's okay, Meng Qing has been practicing the piano recently."
To be continued...