East China Sea dust

Yao Yitang's face under the veil is exquisite and glamorous, and when he curls his lips into a smile, it can be described as captivating.One or two of the politicians, literati, and children of rich families in Baihualou have already seen it straight.

Regardless of which warm and fragrant nephrite he was still holding in his arms, they stretched their necks and looked towards the center of the outstanding copper pole in the inner building, with fiery eyes, for fear of missing a glance.

Zhang Qinglan wanted to see it too, but Ao Zhan pressed him into his arms forcibly, and stroked the side of his face with his cold palm. With skill, he made the young man's side face close to his shoulder, unable to move.

Ao Zhan remained calm, just raised his other hand, caressing the long black hair of the person in his arms that was loose on the back.

With a cold face, he looked at the woman who was deliberately looking at him, and Ao Zhan remained silent.

The woman not far away in front of me gradually overlapped with the face in memory, and as expected, it was this woman who "rescued" him from the sea that day.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Ao Zhan's pupils flashed a blue light very quickly.

The next second, the scene in front of him made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

With the help of Spirit Vision, Ao Zhan found that the tower was clean when he first came, but now it was covered in gray fog and became hazy.

Different from the fog that entangled Zhang Qinglan before, the entire tower now looks more like the source of the fog than being invaded by gray fog.

Strands of cotton-like gray-white smoke coiled and extended from every corner of the building, like a fire, burning silently.

The surrounding guests were not spared either. The gray mist seemed to have developed a spiritual wisdom, and first spread out from the building. Whenever it met a living person, it would first entangle the other person's clothes and climb up to a certain height. Then slowly enter along the seven orifices of the human body.

In the entire tower, gray mist seemed to be everywhere... only the copper pole was as clean as water.

Yao Yitang stood on one foot in the air tens of meters high, without any fear, and still clutched the red cloth torn from the plaque in his hand.The bright red skirt was blown up by the night wind, and the air around her was clear and quiet, making her seem out of place in the misty tower.

Naturally, ordinary people couldn't see such a scene. The group of people still stared obsessively at the woman on the copper pole, their eyes were slightly distracted, and even their movements became quite sluggish for a while.

Ben had been staring at the direction of the man, Yao Yitang could be said to have immediately sensed Ao Zhan's defensiveness and displeasure.

However, despite this, she still maintained a soft and easy-going smile, and even slightly nodded at Ao Zhan.

Seeing this, Ao Zhan frowned, but his arms around the young man tightened quite a bit.The coercion around him was instantly released, forcing those gray fogs not to dare to get close.

"...Master?" Zhang Qinglan was hugged tightly by the man, and his eyes were covered by the palm of the man, leaving nothing but darkness.

Unable to see, the young man was stunned for a moment by the strength of Ao Zhan's embrace.

Symbolically twisting his waist and struggling a few times, seeing no response from the other party, the young man licked his slightly dry lower lip, and whispered, "Ao Zhan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was spanked by the man.

The strength is not strong, but the meaning of warning is obvious.

Zhang Qinglan could only sigh silently, and lay in the man's arms obediently.

There was an empty blackness in front of Zhang Qinglan, feeling Ao Zhan's chest rising and falling evenly with his breathing, and the image of Yao Yitang just standing on the copper pole and raising his hand to take off the veil flashed in his mind.

It has to be said that Zhang Qinglan was a little surprised when he saw the woman's appearance clearly - because he had seen the same face a few days ago at the seaside of Ye City.

Although both of them wore veils, Zhang Qinglan can be sure that they are the same person.

Not only that, but the crabapple fruit that was thought to be insignificant, the dilapidated and decayed houses in the town, the flower seal of crabapple that appeared again and again, and the inexplicably flashing love test stone... all the messy and complicated clues are now connected together, and they are closely related to each other. Inextricably linked.

Recalling that late at night, Zhang Qinglan's heart sank when she used the compass and crabapple fruit to track all the way to the old house in the town.

At that time, he just squatted outside the old house overnight. Although nothing happened, he could feel that something was brewing under the calm surface of the house in front of him.

After all, Zhang Qinglan is a half-baked celestial master, and Zhang Qinglan is actually not sensitive to changes in energy such as spiritual power.So in the end, he just quietly threw down a few yellow talismans for purification, and left the weird courtyard in the early morning.

Afterwards, at the beach, the moment Yao Yitang appeared, the fourth spot on the love test stone suddenly lit up, which had no response at all.

At that time, neither Zhang Qinglan's spiritual sense nor the compass in her hand felt anything strange about the woman who suddenly appeared.Afterwards, I hid in the dark and observed that the house where the carriage that sent people arrived at the end had no connection with the previous one.

Now it seems that things are far from as simple as he imagined.

The young man's complexion turned gloomy, nestled in Ao Zhan's arms, surrounded by noisy discussions from others.

After a little thought, Zhang Qinglan still quietly took out the love test stone from her bosom, and stuck it on Ao Zhan through the long sleeved robe of her own dress.

I saw that the pitch-black crystal had recovered from its original silence, but at this moment it re-emerged bursts of flickering light.

Zhang Qinglan's pupils narrowed slightly: "..." She collected herself, and then stuffed the palm-sized stone into her pocket again.

At this moment, exclamations were heard from all around, and in the next second, the palm that was covering the young man's eyes was removed, the darkness was driven away, and a piece of light appeared again.

Zhang Qinglan stood up straight, clutching the hem of her skirt on her knees, and blinked lightly.

Ao Zhan still didn't let him go, but instead put his left forearm across the young man's waist, took a dark brown elixir, put one hand between his lips and fingertips, and whispered in his ear: "Eat. "

Zhang Qinglan opened her mouth obediently, and swallowed the elixir.

Before he could say anything, a soft female voice sounded next to his ear: "Young Master Ao, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Only then did I realize that the person standing on the towering copper pole had jumped off at some point, and now he was standing in front of the Eight Immortals table where they were sitting, his eyes were fixed on Ao Zhan, his pretty face Hanging a decent smile.

Presumably, the exclamation that came from the four weeks ago was caused by those guests who were surprised when Yao Yitang jumped.

Yao Yitang didn't deliberately lower his voice, a simple greeting aroused the curiosity of those nearby.

The word "again" made it clear that I wanted to tell everyone that it was not the first time the two met.

Most of the guests here are dignitaries and merchants, and Ao Zhan's name in Yecheng is known to everyone, and he is someone everyone wants to make friends with.

Now that Yao Yitang had a close relationship with Ao Zhan when he first arrived, for a while, everyone had more or less active thoughts in their hearts.

Ao Zhan's expression remained the same, upon hearing this, he just raised his eyes and glanced casually, and said a calm "hmm".

"I don't know if the young master has recovered." Yao Yitang moved lightly, and took a few steps forward, pretending not to be there, "After all, the waves were strong and windy that night, and the sea was freezing cold... The next day, the young master was in a hurry and didn't have time. Get the doctor back."

Having said this, Yao Yitang stopped and stood in front of the Eight Immortals table, completely ignoring the other person sitting in the man's arms.Frowning slightly, he spoke softly as if he was really worried.

After finishing speaking, the eyes cast on Ao Zhan from all around became more complicated.

Zhang Qinglan was sandwiched between the two, caught the ambiguity between Yao Yitang's words, blinked thoughtfully, and cast a clear look at Ao Zhan.

Ao Zhan's face darkened immediately.

Secretly stretched out his hand and pinched the waist of the man in his arms, after a moment of silence, Ao Zhan opened his mouth and replied very perfunctorily: "It's okay."

Yao Yitang nodded when he heard the words, but he didn't care about the other party's indifference, and said with a smile: "Now I am honored to invite Mr. Ao to come to my Baihualou as a guest, and the food is simple, please don't be disgusted, Mr., and let me do my best as a landlord."

"Lord Yao, you are polite." Ao Zhan greeted without changing his expression, seeing the gray fog that was clearly avoiding Yao Yitang.

After speaking, he let go of the hand around Zhang Qinglan's waist, and motioned the young man to sit on the stool at the other end of the Eight Immortals table, then picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip with his eyes downcast.

With no restrictions on his body, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.Getting down from the man's lap, while supporting the shaky Jinbuyao on the sideburns, while stepping on the thick-soled embroidered shoes, he walked forward rather unskillfully.

Jewelry jingled all over her body, the red skirt was dragging the floor, and the gold silk flowers on the skirt were blown up slightly by the night wind.

At this time, someone suddenly called out softly.

Others followed the line of sight of the caring person, and only then did they discover some clues.

For a banquet of this size, it is normal for those famous people to bring one or two pets to the banquet, so at the beginning, everyone actually didn't pay much attention to the beauties who had been by Ao Zhan's side.

Until now, Yao Yitang and that beauty were standing beside Ao Zhan, and everyone realized that the clothes, accessories and makeup of the two... were exactly the same.

Even a golden lotus flower between the eyebrows has the same number and shape of petals, and there is no slight difference.

The only difference is that the beauty's face is flushed, her temples are slightly disheveled, and she has just been released from Ao Zhan's arms, obviously she has been loved very much.And Louzhu Yao's makeup is exquisite and meticulous. Even after dancing on the high stage for a long time, he doesn't look embarrassed at all, and he still looks energetic.

I don't know who is the false phoenix... The eyes of the people changed repeatedly, and they were thinking about each other in their hearts.

Ao Zhan's expression turned even colder, and he didn't speak.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yao Yitang bowed to Ao Zhan, stopped entanglement, turned around, took a few servants and maids, walked to another guest seat, and greeted other guests one by one.

Seeing bursts of thick gray mist drifting away behind Yao Yitang, the Dragon King stretched out his hand, tapped the tip of his right index finger on the willow table a few times, and a lighter cyan mist stretched forward, mixed into the gray mist. In the fog, it disappeared.

After doing all this, Ao Zhanfang pulled his mind away.

Unexpectedly, the young man who had just been let go by him was already sitting on the other side of the Eight Immortals table swaggeringly, and even began to bury his head in eating the refreshments on the table.

With a big heart, the veins on the man's forehead twitched with anger.

With a small piece of soybean powder on the corner of her mouth, Zhang Qinglan squinted her eyes contentedly as she felt the soft and rich sweet aroma of the pastry from the tip of her tongue.Most of the bright red blush on her lips was licked off by herself, a small round bun bulged up on her cheek, and she held on to the remaining half of the pastry with her fingertips.

He waited until he took one bite, stuffed the rest of his breath into his mouth, and chewed with puffed cheeks.

"..." With a chill down her spine, Zhang Qinglan raised her head and looked innocently at Ao Zhan before she could wipe off the residue of bean cake on the corner of her mouth.

Ao Zhan looked at him coldly.

Seeing the man's obviously unfriendly expression, Zhang Qinglan hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips.In the end, he stretched out his hand, twirled the only piece of soybean cake left on the plate, tentatively handed it to Ao Zhan's mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat it too?"

"..."

"Then you can eat."

Feeling the cool touch on his lips, Ao Zhan raised his eyelids, looked at the reluctance of the other party, and sneered.After a while, he opened his mouth and ate a whole piece of soybean cake without any leftover.

Zhang Qinglan stared at the empty plate with flickering eyes.While Ao Zhan was not paying attention, he quietly licked his fingertips.

Soon, the servants who filed in brought fresher hot dishes.

In order to create momentum for his restaurant, Yao Yitang personally put on a show, and the dishes he set for this so-called "Hundred Flowers Banquet" are naturally full of variety and ingenuity.

The serving boy held a large dish in his hand, in which there were three porcelain plates, two soup cups, and a thin porcelain wine bottle with a curved neck.A piece of white porcelain is buckled upside down on each tableware, which can only be opened after the maid brings the dishes to the table.

Zhang Qinglan sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, staring intently at one of the plates.

The servant in charge of serving the dishes quickly put all the dishes together, and when the white porcelain was opened, a fresh fragrance of flowers immediately permeated between the towers.

I saw that whether it is a dish or a soup pot, every dish is made of fresh flowers as the main ingredient, supplemented by other ingredients.Moreover, each flower is treated with a secret method, which not only maintains the original beauty and freshness, but also infiltrates the fragrance into other ingredients, and every bite is sweet, smooth and delicious.

Soon, most of the guests who came to the banquet were captured by these flowers and vegetables, and they all lowered their heads and started chewing.

The tower is decorated with fresh flowers, and fresh flowers are used in dishes and wine making.

When everyone moved their chopsticks one after another, they only listened to the sound of several bronze drums being knocked in the center of the tower.Immediately, bursts of piano and flute sounded, as if rising from the bottom of the sea, drifting away leisurely.

Suddenly, a few scattered pink and white petals floated down from the sky.

The originally calm sea was rippling with layers of waves, and after a while, an even bigger drum surface rose from it.On the drum, there are eight beautiful women in strange clothes.

Several dancers danced to the music, and immediately, the number of petals dropped from the sky increased several times, and they were scattered on the sea, and were swept away by the raging waves.

Like a fairyland.

Ao Zhan stared coldly at the gray mist covering the petals, spread out his spiritual sense, and found that those dancers were also covered with similar things layer by layer.On the contrary, the merchants who were drinking and munching nearby seemed to be fine, their minds were clear and their senses were still there.

Zhang Qinglan sat on a chair, staring at the fruit plate on the table, frowning slightly.

Facing the cold gaze of Ao Zhan next to him, he took out a piece of talisman paper from the front, struck a match and lit it.

Put the talisman ashes into the teacup, add tea, and Zhang Qinglan gently sprinkled the mixed talisman water on the fruit plate.

Sure enough, a piece of light red appeared on the originally white and jade-like flesh—it was the same kind of crabapple fruit that the wine seller in Yinshuang Building gave him half a month ago.

Recalling the pair of siblings, Zhang Qinglan's expression moved slightly.

Ao Zhan watched the young man's movements from the side, and did not interrupt.

Even though the arrogant Lord Dragon King has always looked down on these miscellaneous tricks of mortal monks, it doesn't mean that he won't pamper his little pets occasionally.

There are many secrets behind Baihualou, and it is so audacious that it dares to get involved with the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Ao Zhan raised his hand, took a sip of tea, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

I saw gusts of wind blowing without warning in the originally calm and windless tower.The sudden and strange wind was so strong that it quickly swept away the pink and white petals that were originally floating in the air.

Not only that, but all kinds of flowers used for decoration in the tower were also blown away by the cold breeze, and the remnants of flowers and willows fell down one by one, becoming withered and broken.

In a place invisible to everyone, the light-colored mist that seemed to escape from the gap in the tower was swept and destroyed by the breeze.Facing the strong wind that contained extremely strong spiritual power, the gray mist was simply vulnerable.

Soon, the tower was restored to clarity.

The people in the building were blown up and down by the sudden evil wind and cursed.It wasn't until Night Breeze passed that he realized that there were broken porcelain plates on the ground, piled up with food residues, staring at each other, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Qinglan was pulled into Ao Zhan's arms early on, so she was naturally unscathed.

Only then did people realize that Yao Yitang, who was supposed to be in charge of affairs in the building, had disappeared.

Just when the servants and maids were at a loss, suddenly, there was an angry roar from outside the Baihua Building: "Yao Yitang! You fucking get out of here!"

After a short while, a woman's figure appeared at the stairs of the tower, followed by three or five strong men who looked like thugs.

I saw the man's hair coiled up high and tied into a bun.There is a circle of red gold plate and glass necklace around the smooth and white neck, a bright red and purple half skirt and narrow jacket, and three or four gold bracelets on her hands, her lips are bright red, and there are fine lines at the end of her eyes. They are all very powerful.

The woman was aggressive, her face was full of prestige, she kicked open the guardrail in front of her, looked around, and said coldly:

"Where are people? Get out of here."

The author says:

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