Yan Se's eyes were filled with indescribable shock.
It turns out that Chen Xuan’s talisman really only has one sentence, ‘Thunder is coming!’
Downstairs, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music is still there, and the graceful dancing girl is vaguely exposed in the gauze, as white and greasy as mutton-fat white jade.
This is just a majestic spring rain, a thunder that comes with the spring rain.
A thunderbolt was imprisoned in Chen Xuan's hands. The dazzling thunder wanted to release all of himself unscrupulously, but it repeatedly hit the wall.
Chen Xuan turned his hand and pressed it gently towards the blank yellow talisman two fingers wide.
The thunder is reflected on the blank yellow talisman, with dense lines, natural forks, and extremely irregular.
But in the eyes of Yan Se, this thunder talisman should be like this. Yan Se finally understood why the opportunity of this fellow Daoist Chen was so great.
This kind of opportunity is indeed inferior to the opportunity of the master to become a disciple.
It seems that this fellow Daoist Chen, after entering the academy, is just playing in the world.
Chen Xuan placed the thunder talisman on the table and said, "Fellow Taoist Yan Se, it is disrespectful to come and go without coming back."
"A thunder that comes with the spring rain, little care will be disrespectful."
He has to thank this spring rain for creating an opportunity for him, otherwise with his current low level of cultivation.
How can one trigger the mighty thunder to fall from the sky on a cloudless day?
Yan Se regarded the thunder talisman as a treasure and put it into the inner pocket of his sleeve. How could such a thunder talisman move lightly?
Yan Se looked at Chunyu, who was still pouring, and said: "Fellow Daoist Chen's talisman is really amazing!"
"Today, at the beginning of the month, I drew a talisman at the Chunfeng Pavilion. Now the spring rain is pouring, and the drainage channels on the street are full."
"I wonder if Mr. Chen would like to come with me and take a look at the talisman that I spent half a day drawing?"
As a talisman master, the fire talisman just now was really disgraceful to him.
Then Yan Se thought of the magic talisman he drew at Chunfeng Pavilion at the beginning of the month today.
When he saw the talisman of Fellow Daoist Chen, he naturally wanted to let Fellow Daoist Chen enjoy himself.
Although this red sleeve move is good, it is not suitable for Chen Xuan, a true cultivator!
Chen Xuan glanced at Qing He behind him and said: "Chunfeng Pavilion, we passed by it when we came here. It is getting dark and it is not suitable to stay here at night. I just happened to stop by and take a look at the talisman of fellow Taoist Yan Se.
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He also wanted to see what kind of talisman the Talisman Master in charge of the Shocking God Formation spent half a day writing.
Cultivation should be inclusive of all things, take their strengths and discard their weaknesses.
Shuizhu'er shook Yan Se's arm and said, "Master Yan Se, can I follow you and have a look?"
Although there are many practitioners in Chang'an, Shui Zhuer, who is a courtesan in red sleeves, has naturally seen many practitioners.
I have also seen many practitioners fighting duels one after another in the arena of Chang'an City.
But Shui Zhuer has never seen the talisman drawn by a talisman master.
Yan Se's expression changed, he pulled Shuizhu'er's hand away, stepped back, and said, "You are not suitable to see that talisman!"
"I have to go back to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion tonight, so just go to bed by yourself!"
How could he, a Talisman Master who had taken the Pure Yang oath and entered the Talisman Dao, break his oath?
Therefore, when Yan Se came to the Red Sleeve Move, he really slept for the sake of sleeping, and did not have those miscellaneous thoughts.
Shuizhu'er was a little unhappy, but why did Yan Se care?
Yan Se, who has already passed the age of sixty years, can see clearly better than anyone else that some things are just a joke.
Then, under Shui Zhuer's gaze, Yan Se and Chen Xuan Qinghe walked down to the private room on the second floor.
Walking towards Hong Xiu Zhao, a heavy carriage slowly appeared at the door of Hong Xiu Zhao.
On the bluestone-paved road behind the carriage, there were two shallow ruts, about one-tenth of an inch in size. In the 21st century, this was no small crime!
In the pouring spring rain, a strong black horse neighed.
Chen Xuan called the steward, paid money to rent a carriage, and got on it with Qing He.
This is also the main business of Hongxiu Zhao. The wives of some adults in the court are very powerful.
The most unsightly thing about these ladies is that their husband-in-law has three wives and four concubines, and spends the night in a brothel.
Therefore, the carriages in the family were extremely strictly guarded, so the beasts in the court had to ride in the same carriage, perform red-sleeved moves, and become real beasts.
The clothes of animals are draped on real animals. Could it be that animals are wearing clothes?
The coachman drove a carriage, following Yan Se's carriage, and the two carriages traveled through the spring rainy night in the capital.
They gradually disappeared from the sight of the red-sleeved steward, who was standing at the door, greeting or blocking those shrewd women disguised as men.
The red sleeve move is still the red sleeve move;
The capital is still the same capital, but tonight the spring rain is pouring down, and the thunder has passed by. After the wind and rain have risen, when will it fall?
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Red sleeves move on the second floor.
After seeing Master Yan Se and his entourage leave, the little maid eating melon seeds brought the charming Shuizhu'er to the backyard of Hong Xiuzhao, the boudoir of everyone.
After the plump and forty-year-old Jian family dismissed the maid, they looked at Shuizhu'er who had put away her charm, and said: "Oh, I am still too lax with you. How can you get away from the dust of the world?"
And what about going out?"
"Do you really think that Master Yan Se can't see it?"
"If you and Master Yanse still have some affection, how can you, a restless oiran, still be an oiran?"
"No girl from a brothel in Chang'an is as comfortable as you. You must remember to be measured in the future."
A girl without sense of propriety cannot survive in a brothel in Chang'an.
No matter how nice the customer is to that girl, once there is no sense of propriety, every last bit of love will be exhausted.
Shui Zhuer said in horror: "Shui Zhuer is wrong, I hope everyone will punish me!"
Shuizhuo Zhu'er didn't care about the cold ground at all, and knelt down straight.
Mr. Jian continued: "After entering this industry, it is extremely difficult to get out, but you shouldn't ask that question."
"Master Yan Se takes you there, but you can't go. Master Yan Se doesn't take you there, so you shouldn't ask, how come you have lost your sense of proportion today despite how smart you are usually?"
Shui Zhu'er said pitifully: "Because of Miss Qing He, Shui Zhu'er became jealous."
Everyone sighed and shook their heads: "Can you be so jealous? Do you think we are noble people?"
"It's time to hit!"
Everyone Jian picked up the ruler on the dressing table and hit Shui Zhuer's palm hard.
After beating him for more than ten times in a row, he stopped. However, his jade hands were now red and swollen.
Everyone Jian picked up the ointment, applied it lightly, and said: "There will be no next time, Xiaocao will watch you."