"The Daoist knows a lot!"

Chu Ci looked at the drunk Taoist and said with a smile.

The drunk Taoist smiled when he heard the words, and said proudly, "The poor road has traveled north and south for so many years, what have you never seen?"

"Today, a poor man will open your eyes for this stinky boy!"

Chu Ci folded his hands and smiled, "Then trouble the Taoist leader to lead the way!"

Chuci and the drunk Taoist left the inn and proceeded along the main road in the city.

"Is it this way? It should be this way!"

The drunk Taoist stood on the corner of an intersection, a little wandering.

Chu Ci glanced suspiciously at the drunk Taoist, "I said Chang, do you know the way?"

The drunk Taoist raised his neck and said aloud, "Of course I know the poor Tao!"

"However, the last time Pang Dao came to White Rock City was three years ago. Now there is a little change here, Pang Dao needs to confirm it!"

Chu Ci shrugged and said softly, "Okay, you can confirm that long path!"

The drunk Taoist stood at the intersection and looked around. After seeing the sign of a wine shop, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Here!"

"Come on, brat!"

After the drunk Taoist finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the intersection on the right.

Chu Ci followed the drunk Taoist, turned three streets, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard.

"right here!"

The drunk Taoist looked up at the sign in front of the courtyard and said with a smile, "Miaoyinfang!"

Bang bang bang...

The drunk Taoist approached the door and banged on the door.

Squeaky

After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

The next moment, a young man in Tsing Yi came out of the courtyard.

The young man stared at the drunk Taoist for a moment in a daze, then seemed to recognize the drunk Taoist, and shouted in surprise, "Hey? The Taoist leader is you?!"

"Are you here again?"

The drunk Taoist scratched his head and looked at Xiao Si in confusion, "Pan Tao did come once before, but that was three years ago."

"You still remember Poor Dao?"

After finishing speaking, the drunk Taoist stroked his beard lightly, a touch of contentment appeared on his face, "Oh...Pan Tao knows!"

"It must be the appearance of the bones of the poor and the immortal, which impresses you, right?"

Xiao Si opened his mouth wide and looked at the drunk Taoist, and nodded stiffly.

"Master, you really impressed me!"

"Haha..." The drunk Taoist gave a long laugh, raised his hand and patted Xiao Si on the shoulder, "Very good!"

"You have a good relationship with the poor Dao, do you want to practice along with the poor Dao?"

The little servant hurriedly waved his hand when he heard the words, and refused to say, "I understand the good intentions of the Daoist Chief, I am not suitable for following the Daoist Chief!"

The drunk Taoist looked at Xiao Si with regret and sighed, "What a pity!"

"You refused a great opportunity!"

Xiao Si laughed dryly, looked over the drunk Taoist, and looked at Chu Ci.

"This guest officer, are you here to play too? Please come in!"

Hearing the words, Chu Ci nodded and walked in through the gate.

"Hey, brat, wait for a while!"

The drunk Taoist shouted behind Chu Ci, and quickly followed.

Chuci walked into the courtyard, looked around, and couldn't help but be speechless.

The courtyard looks ordinary from the outside, there is nothing at all, but when it comes in, it is full of pavilions and pavilions.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a three-story small building with red and hanging colors on the eaves of the small building, which is so festive.

Chu Ci beckoned, recruited the young man to the front, and asked aloud, "What's so fun about you, Miaoyinfang?"

The little servant hurriedly replied, "Return to the guest officer, this wonderful sound workshop is naturally a place to listen to the sound of the tune."

"Whether it is the Western Region Long Song, the Eastern Region Yanqiang, or the Northern Region Opera, the Southern Region Minor, we can hear them all here!"

When Chu Ci heard it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

In Shengjingcheng, Chuci went to the teahouse to listen to music when he was fine. The most I listened to were Northern Opera and Southern Minor. It was rare to hear the Long Songs of the Western Regions and the Yanqiang of the Eastern Regions.

This time, I was able to listen to the accent of the two domains in Miaoyinfang, and it was considered worthy of this trip.

"good!"

Chu Ci smiled and nodded, then looked at Xiao Si and said meaningfully, "Apart from listening to the music, do you have any other activities?"

"Well..." Xiao Si turned his eyes and said with a smile, "Of course there are other activities too!"

"If the guest officer you like a girl's singing voice, you can bid to take the girl and let the girl ‘sing’ for the guest officer alone for one night!"

As soon as Chu Ci heard the spirit, he blinked his eyes and asked, "Is this singing...is it serious?"

There was a smile on Xiao Si's face, and when he opened his mouth to answer, he was preempted by the drunk Taoist.

"Boy, if you want to say this, you can understand it!"

The drunk Taoist stroked his beard and said quietly, "Three years ago, in order to photograph the girl Zhihui, the poor Tao took all his savings!"

"Oh?"

Chu Ci's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he asked gossiping, "The Taoist still has this kind of sexual interest?"

The drunk Taoist widened his eyes and said unhappily, "Why can't the poor Tao be interested?"

"Pan Dao hasn't worshipped before entering Daomen. He was originally from Cangyu County in the Southern Territory."

"There is a kind of accent spreading from Cangyu County, and it is very nice to be tactful and melodious!"

"It's just that after Pan Dao worshipped into the Dao Sect, I never heard it again. It took decades."

"Three years ago, Pang Dao happened to pass by this Miaoyinfang, and he heard the voice of his hometown again!"

The drunk Taoist looked at Chu Ci and said in a deep voice, "Boy, can you imagine the excitement of the poor Tao?"

Chu Ci nodded and agreed, "I understand!"

"The Daoist commander must have been very enthusiastic at the time! Otherwise, she wouldn't have ordered the girl Zhihui to'sing' all night!"

The drunk Taoist said with emotion, "Of course!"

"But the girl Zhihui still has some flaws in her singing. Pang Dao has been careful to point her to her all night!"

As soon as Chu Ci heard it, he said with a full face of admiration, "The Taoist commander actually pointed out all night?"

"It's true that the sword is not old, it's really good physical strength!"

The drunk Taoist looked at Chu Ci with suspicion, and said, "What does this have to do with physical strength?"

"It was the girl Zhi Hui who sang all night, and Pang Dao only pointed out the flaws in her singing."

"It's just that girl Zhi Hui's physical strength is a little weaker, and she has to rest and sleep after just singing a few songs."

"Pan Dao spent money, how can she just let her get through?"

"That night, I wasted a few restorative talismans. It's a pity to think about it now!"

After the drunk Taoist finished speaking, there was silence in the courtyard.

Chu Ci and Xiao Si stopped talking.

Chu Ci turned his head to look at Xiao Si, raised his eyebrows, and motioned with his eyes, "Dao Master really let the girl sing all night in that year?"

Xiao Si smiled bitterly and nodded, and said helplessly, "Otherwise, it's been three years, why do I still remember Dao Chang?"

The Songs of Chu, "Sigh..."

"The Daoist is awesome!"

Chu Ci looked at the drunk Taoist and gave a thumbs up, "Dao Master, you are the one who listens to the music!"

The drunk Taoist waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't say that, the poor Tao only understands a little!"