Under the night.

A figure in black brocade clothes was walking on the mountain path.

"The shadow is gone, is it really okay..."

Xu Qing was nervous and always felt something was wrong.

Gradually, he suddenly forgot that something was wrong and slowed down.

"Strange, I seem to have forgotten something..."

The thought emerges and then disappears.

Xu Qing paused, stopped, and looked around blankly, and the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

“Where is this…”

"who I am…"

Xu Qing slowly lowered his head and said to himself: "I remember...I remember...I remember..."

What do you remember?

Forgot.

No.

This is very important and must not be forgotten.

What is it, what is it.

Xu Qing tried hard to recall, and finally, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he began to think about it.

"I remember it."

"I'm going to Xiufang, find Chun'er, and listen to music..."

"The song...Forget the Worry Song..."

Xu Qing suddenly started to giggle and repeated in a low voice: "Go to Xiufang, find Chun'er, listen to the music..."

As he kept muttering, Xu Qing raised his footsteps again and walked shakingly.

It's like a... a walking dead...

"Go to Xiufang, find Chun'er, listen to music..."

"The song...Forget the Worry Song..."

“…”

I don't know when.

Xu Qing suddenly hummed a song softly.

then.

In the quiet mountain path, I suddenly remembered the faint humming sound...

Interrogation room.

Mo Xiaoqian left the back of Xingyan's head with his fingertips, and the light of his fingertips disappeared.

"It seems that he was indeed searched for the soul."

Mo Xiaoqian returned to her seat and sat down. Her thin white silk legs overlapped, her arms crossed her chest, and quietly looked at the sleeping liar Taoist priest, with inexplicable thoughts.

"Li Wanji...The View of Heaven and Man...The Deeds...The Evil Book..."

“…”

There is a place in Mingyue City under the night sky that will not rest.

This place is Xiufang.

The Xiufang is on the Yuehu Lake, with pavilions and many beauties, all of which have their own characteristics. It is a famous and elegant place where the bright moon becomes a famous place, and most of the people entering and leaving are powerful and cultivators.

The women in Xiufang do not sell themselves, they only sell their skills, and are not oppressed.

Because the owner of Xiufang is also a practitioner, and a very powerful practitioner, he is closely related to the Moon God, the lord of Mingyue City.

Therefore, few people dare to cause trouble in Xiufang, whether they are powerful or cultivators.

Xu Qing finished the mountain path and came to the edge of Yuehu Lake.

Looking up, the center of Yuehu Lake is filled with exquisite pavilions, with bright lights in it, as if you can hear the music and laughter in it.

There are many ships docked by Yue Lake.

After Xu Qing appeared, one of the boats reacted the fastest and quickly rowed over to solicit guests.

"Brother, go to Xiufang? Get on the boat."

The boatman is a middle-aged man who looks honest and honest, but judging from the speed of attracting guests, it is obvious that he is not as honest and honest as he appears on the surface.

Xu Qing paused, stepped onto the boat, looked at the Xiufang, and continued to hum the song in a low voice.

The boatman was not surprised, and he grabbed the oars with both hands and started rowing hard.

This is the 32nd guest he has drawn today. The more guests he has drawn, the more salary he will be.

For more than thirty, each additional one will be paid by Xiufang.

It seems simple to row and take off passengers, but it is actually not simple.

Yuehu Lake is heavy and can only float a small boat, but the boat is difficult to move, and it requires the boatman to have great strength.

If it falls into the water, there will be no life for mortals.

So this job is not easy.

Fortunately, the salary given by Xiufang is not low, and it is still a daily payment. In this way, there are not many people who want this job.

The boatman was lucky, and with his extraordinary strength, he became a ferryman in Xiufang.

The oars fell into the lake and slowly passed through the lake.

From the boatman's arms that bulged with blue veins, it can be seen that he put in a lot of effort every time he transformed the oar.

The boat is not slow.

soon.

The boat stopped, the boatman breathed a sigh of relief, his face was a little tired, but he still smiled and said, "Brother, we are here."

In front of me is a small island.

The Xiufang was built on this small island in the middle of the lake, and the bells and swallows were already in front of you.

Xu Qing smiled foolishly, hummed in a low voice, walked off the boat, and stepped on the stone slab-paved ground.

The boatman got off the boat and went to the side to get his salary.

Not far away.

Entrance to the Xiufang.

Two men like towers walked out with a drunken man.

There is also a beautiful woman in a beautiful long dress behind her.

"Hmph, don't think you can give money if you are a practitioner."

The beautiful woman's voice was pleasant and her words were sharp. She walked to the lake and pointed at the lake water, saying, "Press his head down and wake up."

The man in the Iron Tower did not hesitate and directly raised his hand to press the man in the brocade clothes into the lake.

Yue Lake has heavy water, so it is naturally not ordinary lake water.

This press tastes not pleasant at all, and even practitioners are no exception.

After a few breaths, the man in brocade struggled wildly.

On this occasion.

A charming woman in blue rushed over, hugged the beautiful woman's arm, and cried anxiously: "Sister Miao, please don't kill him..."

See this.

The beautiful woman Miaoyun snorted coldly: "Okay, don't die, pull it up."

The man in the Iron Tower grabbed the man in brocade clothes and pulled his head out of the lake.

The man gasped for the first time, accompanied by a violent cough.

The woman in green breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to step forward, but was looked at by the beautiful woman beside her and left helplessly.

"Ahem."

The man calmed down, looked at his beloved woman, smiled and said gently, "Qi'er, it's okay, I'm fine, don't cry."

Miaoyun said lightly: "Once the girl in Xiufang loses her virginity, she will no longer leave the house."

"Since Que'er has passed you, then take out the bride."

"Before this, Que'er will be confined."

The man took a deep breath and stood up and said, "Although we lost control after drinking, I can see the true love for Que'er. It's just a bride price. Please tell me a price."

Miaoyun said with a finger: "100,000 gold."

The man's pupils shrank, opened his mouth, and forced himself to hold back the words of cursing, looked at the beloved woman beside him, and smiled bitterly: "Qi'er, why are you so expensive..."

This is 100,000 yuan, and he has emptied all his wealth and has not been that much.

Que'er wiped away her tears and said angrily: "Who makes you unable to control your body? I don't care. Come and pick me up within three days."

After saying that.

Miaoyun took Que'er away.

The two big men of the iron tower also let go of the man and left.

The spring breeze is a little cool.

The man sighed to the sky: "Why can't you control your own... What about 100,000 yuan? What should I do? It seems that the dog Taoist priest has cheated a lot of money over the years. Well... Forget it, if you have too much debt, don't pay attention to it, so go and borrow some..."

He muttered to himself, the man turned around and left, and decided to go to the Heavenly Man Temple now...

The farce begins quickly and ends quickly.

During this period, Xu Qing had already hummed the song in a low voice and walked into Xiufang staggeringly, following his instinct, towards the gentle land and safe haven that he would go to once a day.

"Oh, Mr. Xu, long time no see."

"Old Xu, come and have a drink?"

"Hey, what happened to Lao Xu today? Why don't he ignore people and keep giggling."

“…”

Xu Qingwang didn't hear any greetings from acquaintances around him.

After a moment.

Xu Qing came to a door and stopped.

The maid on the side greeted her and said softly: "Prince Xu, please wait. Sister Chun'er is playing the piano in Fengyue Pavilion. I'll call you now."

Xu Qing was indifferent.

The maid looked at her strangely, didn't care, and turned around and walked away quickly.

Xu Qing stood quietly like this, smiling foolishly, humming the song in a low voice, waiting until Chun'er came back.

This is a charming but also a beautiful woman in white who feels pure.

"Young Master Xu."

Chun'er called softly.

Xu Qing finally reacted, looked at the woman, and smiled foolishly, "Cun'er...Cun'er..."

The maid entered the house with wine.

Chun'er smiled sweetly, and walked into the house with Xu Qing's hand in his hand.

The wine is filled with water, the sound of the piano is melodious, with a faint melancholy.

This is the song of Forgetful Worship, exactly the same as the song that Xu Qing hums.

But the song is still the same, but the people are different.

The end of the song.

Chun'er raised her hand and stroked Xu Qing's cheek, and said softly: "What happened to you..."

"Why, you suddenly became what you are now..."

She doesn't know.

But someone must know.

Silent.

Chun'er made a decision and got up and left.

Behind him, Xu Qing stood up with a silly smile and followed.
Chapter completed!