Misty rain in Lihu in March~

Who is playing the pipa?

The wind pulls long hair and a hundred charms~

Flowers fall and smile, drunk beauty~

Lonely figure on the Broken Bridge in the setting sun~

Looking forward to your return day and night~

···

The babbling Wu Nong's soft words floated into Chu Ci's ears from the second floor of the tea house.

The tone is melodious, just like the gentle south of the Yangtze River in the past life.

Chuci stopped in front of the teahouse, quietly listening to this rare song.

"Guest, please come in for your tea~"

The shopkeeper at the entrance of the teahouse saw Chuci standing still, and greeted him with a professional habit.

Hearing the sound of Chu Ci, he looked at Xiao Er, "Who is singing on the second floor?"

"Oh." Xiaoer Dian hurriedly bowed and said, "Guest officer, your ears are really good."

"The girl who sings the little song upstairs is a newcomer, she looks so good!"

"If you want to listen, just go upstairs and order a pot of tea. Wouldn't it sound like a nice day?"

Chu Ci chuckled lightly, nodded and said, "Okay, bring me a pot of good tea!"

"Go, you!"

The shop Xiaoer suddenly smiled, "Guest officer, please go upstairs!"

When Chuci walked into the teahouse, turned around and stepped up to the second floor, the shop Xiaoer shouted at the counter on the first floor, "A distinguished guest is here on the second floor, and a pot is waiting for the tip of a beauty!"

Squeak!

Chuci stepped on the wooden stairs and onto the second floor of the teahouse.

At first glance, most of the guests drinking tea are literati with a feather fan and a turban, each holding a tea cup, shaking their heads and listening to the small song.

Chu Ci ignored these literati, and found a corner to sit down and listen to the music quietly.

Looking from Chu Ci's line of sight, she happened to see the profile of the singer girl.

The skin is moisturized, and the eyebrows are curved, with the gentle and delicate feeling of the south of the Yangtze River.

Red lips lightly opened, Wu Nong's soft words floated into everyone's ears.

"Guest, your tea."

Xiaoer from the shop walked to Chuci with ease, and did not disturb Chuci's interest in listening to the music.

Snapped!

Chu Ci reached into his arms, took out a piece of broken silver and placed it on the table.

Xiao Er's eyes brightened, and he raised his hand and brushed over the desk, the broken silver disappeared in no time.

He arched his hands, the shop Xiaoer quietly retired.

Taste a pot of tea, listen to a small song, and enjoy the pleasant time leisurely.

咚咚咚···

A heavy footstep made Chu Ci frowned slightly.

In the next second, a figure appeared on the second floor of the tea house, followed by two Tsing Yi thugs with big waists.

"Xiao Er, you didn't lie to me, this little lady is really tight!"

The visitor glanced around in the hall on the second floor, and then fell on the girl who sang the song.

The second shopkeeper bowed and stood beside the person, and asked respectfully, "Master Yan, what kind of tea would you like to drink?"

Snapped!

Yan Song directly slapped the shop Xiaoer's face with a slap.

"What kind of tea? Master, I'm here for fun!"

After scolding the shop second, Yan Song shook his body and walked towards the singer girl.

Chu Ci put down the tea cup in his hand, wondering who this person is, so arrogant and domineering.

Without waiting for Chuci's question, someone next to him was already talking in a low voice.

"Why is Yan Song here? It's really bad luck!"

"Looking at the posture, you are going to grab people directly? Really domineering!"

"You have to have a father who is a servant of the Criminal Department, and you can be so domineering."

"Hey...singing, this girl is going to suffer!"

"Hehe...maybe people are going to fly on a branch and become a phoenix."

While everyone was talking in low voices, Yan Song had already approached the singer girl.

Yan Song squinted his eyes and looked up and down, then smiled and asked, "Little lady, what's your name?"

The singer girl hugged the pipa in her arms, and whispered, "The folk girl plucks our eyes."

"Pluck Wei..." Yan Song's eyes did not conceal the coveted meaning in his heart, "A good name, and it's long and beautiful!"

"Stop singing here, go with this young master, and this young master will protect you forever!"

Yan Song couldn't bear it anymore, reaching out to touch Caiwei's face.

Plucking stunned, then she shrank back, looking helpless and pitiful.

[Monstery detected! 】

A fleeting voice sounded in Chu Ci's mind.

Um? !

Chuci was surprised, there are demons here? !

Chuci looked around, but did not find any shadow of a monster.

After a while, Chu Ci shook his head, there is definitely a monster here, but Chu Ci hasn't discovered it yet.

Maybe it's disguised as a human being!

A thought flashed in Chu Ci's heart, and his eyes flicked across everyone, and finally stopped on the girl who sang the song Plucking.

Although she looked pitiful and helpless, her eyes were too flat!

Plucking embraced Pipa, dodged to avoid Yan Song, and said in a faint voice, "This son, the folk girl does not have this blessing, let the folk girl let go."

Yan Song saw Caiwei's helpless appearance, and his heart became more and more fierce.

"My son said you have it, you have it!"

"Quickly follow my son!"

Yan Song opened his arms and was about to hold Plucking in his arms.

Chu Ci stood up and shouted, "Stop!"

Yan Song stopped and turned around to look at Chuci, and found that he didn't know Chuci, so he shouldn't be an unreasonable person.

"Oh!"

"Which green onion are you? Dare to take care of this young master!"

Chu Ci looked at Yan Song and said coldly, "If you dare to break the law, I dare to control it!"

"Breaching the law? Haha..." Yan Song seemed to have heard the joke, and laughed loudly, "You are telling me, what law did this son break?"

Chu Ci raised his hand to Cai Wei and said, "Is it illegal to rob a girl from the people?"

"Haha..." Yan Song sneered, "This young man just married her home as a concubine, how can it be considered a robbery!"

"It's you who prevent people from marrying and be responsible for thirty in accordance with the imperial law!"

With a wave of his hand, Yan Song motioned to the Tsing Yi thug behind him, "Come here, give me a fight!"

"Yes, master!"

The Tsing Yi thugs all made a sound, and then walked towards Chuci.

The literati who were drinking tea all around shook their heads secretly when they saw this scene.

Yan Song is the son of Yan Qixu, the secretary of the criminal ministry. Wouldn't it be hard for him to teach the Fa?

Chu Ci stared at the thugs who was approaching quickly, his expression on his face did not fluctuate.

"drink!"

Tsing Yi thugs shouted loudly and threw his fist at Chuci like lightning.

The fist wind whistled, and the force rushed towards the face, and the two Tsing Yi thugs were all first-order supernatural beings!

Smashed with such a strong force, if it is smashed on an ordinary person, it will be half disabled if it is not dead!

Chu Ci couldn't help looking cold, and when Tsing Yi's thugs approached, he lifted his leg and kicked out.

boom!

With two sounds in unison, Tsing Yi's thugs all flew out from the second floor of the tea house along the window.

Yan Song saw this scene and couldn't help but open his mouth, "You, are you extraordinary?!"

The extraordinary people in Shengjing City are mostly concentrated in a few places, and they are rarely seen on weekdays. Yan Song didn't expect to meet one of them when he was visiting a teahouse.

"What about the transcendents, my father is the servant of the criminal ministry!"

When Yan Song thought of his father, his waist became hard again.