Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

34, Fenglinwan

A hundred years ago, there was a person in Maple Grove who was the most beautiful person in the entire county, but later died in depression, which happened to be the right time for him to be bald.

Wandering around the city, Chen Jun swaggered and prepared to enter the Maple Forest Evening Center.

This is the benefit of being a dandy. Others would have to pretend, but as a dandy, it is very reasonable for him to come to visit a brothel and there is no need to pretend.

Lin Shuying was stunned: "What...are you doing here?"

Although it is reasonable for Chen Jun to come and play, but...

【How can this be done? He...he...oh!】

Chen Jun said righteously: "I am here for business."

Seeing Chen Jun's face, Lin Shuying subconsciously chose to believe it. There was no other reason. After all, Chen Jun had always behaved like a gentleman.

Feng Linwan looked majestic from a distance, and the entire pavilion had a masculine shape, resembling something.

It was filled with an inexplicable aura, which obviously had a certain aphrodisiac effect, and the entire pavilion was shrouded in the formation.

Chen Jun threw ten taels of silver into the house, and the madam immediately greeted him with a smile. After all, Chen Jun looked like a rich man.

"What kind of thing do you want, young master? A girl? A young woman? Even an old woman? We have everything from foreign countries, foreign lands, and foreign races. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

"I want the leader!" Chen Jun threw out a tael of gold.

As he talked, he walked up the stairs with ease. He was very familiar with it.

The madam smiled so hard that all the wrinkles on her face were squeezed together, and she quickly arranged for someone to serve her.

Chen Jun was led to the VIP room.

"Guest, please wait a moment, the technician will be here soon."

Chen Jun nodded, and the system panel opened in his mind.

"Sure enough, here, the obsession is so deep that it remains in this brothel!"

"It's probably the place where the bald man and the peerless singer had their first time..." Chen Jun looked around.

The environment is really good, and only the wealthy can afford this place.

While thinking about it, the name of the bald man clicked in his mind.

The sky and the earth rumbled, and debris swarmed.

The power of the dead souls gathered together, and a handsome bald figure slowly appeared. His eyes were blank, but he soon came to his senses.

"I didn't expect that I would finally understand it after I died!" He sighed, feeling regretful.

"Senior, what do you understand?" Chen Jun asked, also very curious about such a person with a story.

"Is the red rope here?"

Chen Jun took it out from his arms and placed it in front of the handsome bald man.

The figure burst into tears the moment he saw the red rope. Unfortunately, he was already dead and no tears came out.

"I was young and ignorant. She gave me everything when I was eighteen years old, but I didn't understand.

She gave me her red string, but I didn't understand it.

She put down all her defenses when facing me. She took off her last piece of clothing and joined me, but I didn't understand.

I could feel her passion, but I couldn't take her away.

I couldn't resist the gaze of the world. I was afraid of being poked in the back and told that I liked a prostitute!

So, I pretended not to understand the heat in her eyes.

I don’t have the courage to take her out of here!”

The bald man sighed, with endless regret in his heart. After his death, he finally understood: "Don't follow my old path!"

Chen Jun was stunned, thinking to himself, I don't go whoring, and I don't like women from brothels either.

This bald man said he was trying to persuade and give young people some life experience, but why did it sound awkward to him?

"Senior, you don't have to be like this. She left a suicide note when she died. I understand what you did."

Naturally, Tianji Pavilion obtained this through secret channels, and the rubbing version of the suicide note appeared in his hand.

The big man burst into tears again. He couldn't help crying when he looked at the suicide note. He hated himself for being afraid of the world.

After a while, the bald head looked around the entire city: "Granddaughter...my granddaughter is still here!"

It has actually been more than a hundred years since he died, but in this world, people generally have children at a very late age, so now they are just the next generation of talented people.

"Take her out of here, redeem her life, and I'll give you everything!"

Chen Jun nodded: "Of course."

A singer can only have a few thousand taels of silver at most, but Chen Jun can still afford it now.

"I left that treasured armor in the room of the temple. The walls are engraved with my confusion and all my thoughts. If you learn my method and use the carvings on the walls, you can practice to perfection very quickly!"

Chen Jun thought that Bao Jia was gone and all the carvings on the walls had been swept away.

"There seems to be something wrong with that abbot..."

While talking about the evolution of the method in the bald man's hand, his forehead felt a terrifying light burst out in an instant, almost blinding Chen Jun's eyes!

"Would I become bald if I practice your method?" Chen Jun was very worried!

"Won't!"

"Then why are you bald?" Chen Jun asked worriedly.

"When you become a monk, you become bald because you have no desire. All desires in your body are eliminated and your body is unwilling to produce anything, so you will naturally become bald. So don't let yourself have no desire!" the bald head warned.

"Okay." Chen Jun nodded solemnly and watched the method evolve in the bald man's hands.

"This spiritual technique is called Xuanwu Treasure Technique, and its meaning comes from the body of the mythical beast Xuanwu. It has a very high upper limit and a good level, but now I only have the level of an imperial technique in my hands!"

Royal skills? Is this the only one?!

Listen, listen, is this human language?

Are you kidding? This is an imperial skill!

In just a few days, Chen Jun obtained two royal arts through the system. Chen Jun felt like he was in a dream!

The highest level of the family is only one royal art. Two royal arts can raise the family to a higher level! In the dynasty evaluation, this is a good foundation!

"Just be optimistic! I feel that my time is limited, so you must keep it in mind!" As he spoke, he evolved this spiritual technique to its most extreme level.

The flow of spiritual power, the method of operation, etc. were clearly presented before Chen Jun's eyes. He even felt intoxicated in it for a moment. Such a spiritual art has a vast and broad beauty!

His whole mind was completely immersed in it. This spiritual art contained horror, and even with his understanding, he felt it was extremely profound.

In the evolution of one style after another, the meaning of Xuanwu is constantly diffused.

From a small, pale iron-clad phantom, it gradually evolved into the divine body of Xuanwu. This magical power has been cultivated to the extreme. In a short period of time, it can possess all the power of Xuanwu, and it is not just as simple as defensive spiritual skills.

"The beginning is Qingwu, the small one is Qingjia, the Dacheng armor has rune marks on it, and the perfect one contains the first complete rune..."

The level division of this imperial art is quite complex, and the entry-level level has just touched the threshold, with a layer of cyan mist appearing around the body.

The figure is constantly evolving, and the power of the dead soul is getting weaker and weaker and will soon dissipate.

At this time, someone knocked on the door gently, and a weak female voice appeared: "Excuse me, guest, can you come in?"

Since it is a brothel, it is natural to ask for the brand name, and Chen Jun just nodded casually, and finally came here. I like the Taoist couple who are reborn, and I overheard my thoughts. Please collect them: (https://www.myxls.net)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next