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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 39: Not seeing each other for three days

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    "How do you think I will treat people who slander my reputation?" Shen Congliang smiled even more happily, almost drooling from the corner of his mouth, like a hungry beast seeing delicious prey, his face was full of joy, crazy, and his body was full of joy.  Controlled up and down movements.  The woman's body began to tremble. This smile had appeared in her nightmares countless times, and she couldn't get rid of it. But she still managed to pull herself together and said, "What do you want to do?" Her heart was still beating, wondering what weird idea he had come up with.  If he wants to punish himself, how dare he do it openly? According to historical experience, he will only do it from behind.  Shen Congliang said: "It's okay, I want to ask you, which one is harder, your head or the table." The woman didn't know what Shen Congliang meant. In shock, she saw Shen Congliang wave his right hand gently, and the chair in front of her  With a click, it turned into powder, like sand dripping from a funnel, and piled up a high hill on the ground.  Shen Congliang was also stunned. He just wanted to scare her. He thought he could only break the chair legs, but he didn't expect such an effect. It was too exaggerated. Should this kind of ability exist in the human world?  "You can take care of yourself." Shen Congliang walked out of the door gracefully. It was not that he didn't want to teach the woman a lesson, but the first rule of Xuanmen was not to fight with mortals.  "This kind of borderline behavior should not be considered a foul," Shen Congliang comforted himself.  He went out, looked at the scattered pedestrians on the street, and then turned to look elsewhere. The scenery still had not changed much. Now all this has little to do with him. The most important task now is to retrieve his things and then leave Yangzhou City.  , forget the inferiority complex deep in your heart, and start your new life again.  He comforted himself by taking advantage of the time when the senior sister was making clothes, finishing all the things, and then going back directly. From now on, no one would know his origin.  On the way to Zangxiang Pavilion, Shen Congliang chose some shortcuts, especially the more remote roads that few people usually take, because apart from his low self-esteem, there is nothing worthy of nostalgia here.  After about a meal, Shen Congliang found that it was impossible to move any further. The crowds of people were even worse than those at the city gate. Is it really like what the woman said, a jade ceremony was going to be held here?  Breast show.  Shen Congliang turned a corner and went into another alley. To his disappointment, this place was even more overcrowded. It was nothing more than an empty alley.  There have never been so many people in temple fairs in the past years, and even the new courtesan has not had so many people. Who is so talented, has such magical powers, and such a powerful scene? It cannot be said that there is no one else in the history of brothels.  , but it is absolutely unprecedented.  Suddenly I had an urge to see who the person behind the scenes was.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????: Long queues line up on the crowded streets, with no end as far as the eye can see.  The surging crowd was like hot weather, boiling and roaring.  Some vendors on both sides of the road were shouting at the top of their lungs, selling candied haws, marshmallows, bananas, and oranges.  The most ridiculous thing is that they still sell seats. I haven¡¯t seen him for a few days. Is it because times have changed or I have regressed? Shen muttered in his conscience.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡°Get out of the way, get out of the way, borrow it, borrow it.¡± Shen Congliang kept pushing away the crowd from behind, and sometimes he could only find someone unlucky to step on if he didn¡¯t even walk past.  "Ouch, who stepped on me." "Who is so wicked?" "You." "Big brother is not me, it's really not me." Every time I walk a distance, I hear these quarrels. If it were normal, Shen Shen  Congliang will definitely be secretly happy, but now he obviously does not have this kind of elegance. Instead, he feels helpless. When he was practicing martial arts, he never thought about giving up, but now it suddenly appears.  After several changes in his thoughts, Shen Congliang finally made it to the end with great effort, touched the sweat on his forehead, and looked up.  It almost scared him, it was a bit too exaggerated.  ?????????????????????????????????????????: There are countless tall and sturdy men standing around the Cangxiang Pavilion to maintain order. In the circle formed by the big men, there are several good-looking women wearing long skirts dragging on the ground, meandering more than three feet. ??????? Flirting and posing, constantly twisting her charming body, causing bursts of screams.  There are even a few troublemakers, making all kinds of weird noises, like countless beasts admiring tiny humans, with hideous and twisted faces, screaming with joy, like demons crawling out of hell, with different hungers and thirsts on their faces.  of excitement.  ??Ribbons are flying on the main entrance of Zangxiang Pavilion, colorful cloth strips are fluttering in the wind, and the sound of hunting is transmitted far away.Go, just like the military flag on the battlefield, attracting the attention of countless people.  Below is a bright red carpet extending forward, gradually disappearing at the high gate with hollow carved patterns. The exquisite patterns are vivid and lifelike, exuding a strong cultural atmosphere.  ¡°This is not only a place of luxury, decadence, life and death, but it is also a place where countless talented people linger, and it is also a source of inspiration for some frustrated politicians to express their complaints and literati.  From another level, the brothel is the inheritance of Chinese cultural heritage and the promoter of poetry and poetry. Countless dance music scores were produced here.  When Shen Congliang looked at the spectacular Tibetan Xiang Pavilion, he didn¡¯t know whether he was happy or sad, or sad and friendly. His heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, constantly intertwined.  Its luxurious and grand scale is comparable to that of a palace. The rich fragrance inside is a mixture of fish and dragons, and the rouge smell stimulates the visitors' noses and seduce the desires that are ready to move in their hearts.  Countless silks are as thin as white mist, floating in and out of existence, dancing with waves of fragrance, like snowflakes falling in winter.  "Young Master Shen, you are finally back." Under Shen Congliang's long gaze, a man with a scar on his face was clearly visible across the center of his face. It was eerie and terrifying, adding a bit of fear. His eyes were as big as buns and looked fierce.  With a fierce light, he stepped forward to say hello with a smile on his face.  Shen Congliang recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was Yan Ba, a famous thug in the brothel. The women in the brothel all gnashed their teeth with hatred when they saw him. It was also a nightmare that they could not get rid of in their lives. Every time they saw him, they would involuntarily back away.  All women who had just come to the Qinglou obediently obeyed or violated the old words were handed over to him. It is said that he invented three types of punishment and suddenly became famous. In the Fireworks venue industry, a frenzy of reforms.  The first type is called uninjured, because the woman still needs to receive guests, so no matter how she is tortured, the visible parts of her clothes are not allowed to be damaged. For example, the face is used to attract guests, and the hands are used to play the piano. These must not be harmed.  , and it makes it unbearable for women to be obedient. It can be said to be an impossible task, but she has completed it unexpectedly, and used it with ease. What is talent? This is that what a capable person cannot do, he  It can be said to be an outstanding and wonderful flower in the glamorous scene, breaking through the difficulties encountered in the past.  The second type is called contentment and happiness. It is said that when a woman receives a guest for the first time, she would rather die than obey. Coincidentally, once they go through this punishment, they all seem to be reborn, and all the conditions are met, because people love each other.  Life and death are evil. An ant can live in vain, let alone a living person. However, in front of it, you will feel that death is such a luxury and an elusive dream.
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