Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

At this time, the three disguised monks had entered the alley and arrived in front of a small building in less than a quarter of an hour.

There was a wooden sign hanging next to the window, which was too simple and old. There was no light in the small building, and it was pitch dark, but I could hear vague voices coming from far away.

A few people went in, pushed aside the first layer of bamboo curtain, walked through the empty hall, and stopped at the underground entrance.

This place is dilapidated and looks like an ancient battlefield ruin, but the surrounding buildings can still support the underground space, and the sounds heard outside the small building are also closer.

The three of them went down together.

Not long after, two more people followed behind him. They were Chen Zhou and Cen Jianshen.

As she walked down the winding road, the noise became clearer and clearer.

The stone door mechanism was opened and quickly closed again. At the same time, a glowing magic butterfly was blocked outside the stone door. It flapped its wings a few times and transformed into a woman with a fierce appearance.

The magic patterns on his face also disappeared, and his entire face was clean and white, which was Ling Yun's original appearance.

She held a fan in her hand and wore a luxurious black robe sprinkled with gold. She looked like a dandy from a big family who was out for fun.

click-

The moment the mechanism was opened, it was like lifting a thick cloth, and the blocked sound became clear and loud, rushing straight towards us like a heat wave.

Too noisy.

The smell of powder, alcohol, and strong fragrance...

There was a dizzying smell in the air, and a scantily clad man approached silently. Under the gauze was a smooth and soft body wearing only a bellyband.

Shen Zhou, who was not far ahead, looked around and seemed to glance over here.

Ling Yun turned his back and looked down at the boy in his arms. The boy had his fingers twirled around his long black hair and a bright, plump grape wrapped in ice between his lips. Under the dim light, the color of his lips was still very bright. Ling Yun saw him gently bite through the thin ice on the outside with his teeth, and the white mist he exhaled had a hallucinogenic smell.

Amid the hustle and bustle, he hid in the darkness, with something seductive and ambiguous in his beautiful eyes. Ling Yun smiled at him, reached out to take the basket of grapes he handed over, then hooked the man's bellyband back on with her fingertips and clamped a stack of silver bills on the thin strap tied around his waist and hips.

"Go."

The boy didn't insist, just smiled at her and left.

Ling Yun carried the basket of grapes and walked into the passage.

The further you go in, the more lively the atmosphere becomes. The circular stands are already packed with people, and there are barriers around the stands to prevent anyone from rushing up and disrupting order.

"Master, do you want to go find them first?"

Cen Jianshen looked at the huge crowds of people around him and felt a little worried.

How could they find so many people?

"No rush." ​​Chen Zhou listened to the people around him talking calmly.

"It is said that some cultivators from outside broke in. I don't know what they are up to."

"Never mind," someone said. "One or two people are useless and might just get killed here."

"That may not be the case," another person denied her, "A few days ago, several disciples from large sects came. I heard that they were not caught."

"If we catch him, wouldn't it be..."

"Don't think about that. It's not easy to capture male cultivators from large sects. Even if we capture them, they will be given priority to the nobles, not us... It's better to think about whether tonight's performance will be more exciting."

"Yes, a top-notch piece of stuff ran away ten years ago. At that time, the performance was not in Ciyun City... I heard that it was originally intended to be presented to a big shot after the performance, but the person ran away before the performance even started."

They looked up at a hidden corner on the second floor above the stand, where there had been a person standing with a mask on his face, looking down indifferently.

"Stop talking," someone pulled another person, "This is taboo, be careful or the master will kill you."

The masked man glanced down, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The visual pressure disappears.

"Oh," the man sighed, "I'm so scared."

*

"Look over there."

Chen Zhou asked Cen Jianshen to look into a corner.

Several disciples from the four major sects were sitting on chairs nearby, watching people coming and going around them.

They have been disguised, but anyone who is familiar with them can still recognize them at a glance.

After all, there are very few pure-hearted monks coming here.

Faced with the male cultivator's teasing, these three were at a loss as to what to do and wished they could hide behind the other party.

Absolutely no experience.

You can see the clarity and simplicity in their eyes at a glance.

Chen Zhou: It seems that cultivating immortals was very hard in the past, and the controls were very strict.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to such a strange place and lost his own people.

Cen Jianshen: "...They should all be relatively outstanding disciples and don't come here often."

Chen Zhou looked at her strangely: "Do you come here often?"

Cen Jianshen laughed awkwardly: "...maybe I know a little bit more than them."

that's humble.

If she can say that she understands a little bit, then she probably understands most of it.

When he came in, Cen Jianshen did not show any surprise on his face. Compared with the big sects, the education in Mihe City is still very open.

Cen Jianshen: "Master... well, Ji Yunmeng looks like she's about to cry because of the teasing."

……Um?

Chen Zhou followed her line of sight.

But the three cultivators in the corner all looked embarrassed and uneasy, especially Ji Yunmeng. She looked like an honest person. When the male cultivator next to her was so close to her that he almost touched her, she blushed and kept refusing him, as if her family had strict rules and she couldn't let him mess around outside.

Dugu Xi next to her was also in dire straits. There was a young man sitting on her lap, and Dugu Xi looked like he wanted to get him off but didn't know where to start.

She moved her hands several times as if they were burned. There was too little fabric on the boy's body, so it didn't fit anywhere. In the end, she just sat there stiffly with a flushed face.

Cen Jianshen: "..."

It is reasonable to suspect that Jiang Chuhe is not inconvenient to come out, but simply does not want to come.

Most likely he thinks they are embarrassing.