Hongnong's night is like fire and day, but a river in the corner of the city is quiet and secluded.

There was a man lying under a big tree not far from the Kuanhe Arch Bridge. His breathing was very stable and even, and he should have fallen asleep. Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, looked a little dazed, as if he realized something, he immediately sat up and shouted "Monster!".

He looked at the surrounding environment nervously, patted his chest and let out a breath, moved his body backwards, leaning against the big tree, without any intention of leaving.

This person is Wangchuan.

"What's wrong with me?" Wangchuan shook his dizzy head and recalled what had happened before. "I shouldn't have rested in the inn, why did I appear here? No, those eyes, those green eyes."

Wangchuan remembered the last scene he saw before he lost consciousness. It was a pair of eyes that looked like a beast. Why did it appear in the inn? By the way, where did Miss Qin'er go? Was it because she was killed? No, there were only two people in the room at that time. I heard Qin'er get up and get out of bed. Could it be that those eyes were Qin'er's eyes? Impossible, Qin'er is a living person, how could it be a monster? Impossible, something must have happened in the middle, but I just didn't notice it.

However, Qin'er's appearance and her performance before and after were too unreasonable, why did she come to me directly? If she wanted to hurt me, why would I be safe and sound? Wangchuan thought about it in his heart and couldn't figure it out for a moment, but he was sure that Miss Qin'er must not be simple. It seems that all the mysteries can only be solved when I see Miss Qin'er again.

"Watch the bright moon in midnight, and the sparks pass by the autumn wind. There is no war in the end, and singing and dancing will bring peace to the point of peace..." With a burp, a man's voice came from the tree, "A thousand golds buy ecstasy, and he is drunk and dreams of death. Sad, so sorry!"

"Who?" Wangchuan immediately stood up and looked up, "Come out quickly, I'll see you."

With a "bang", a black shadow fell from the tree and fell to the ground. The man dressed in Taoist robe and looked very sloppy, feeling the pain at all. He held a wine gourd in his hand and poured wine into his mouth, drinking it.

Seeing that it was a drunkard, Wangchuan ignored it, distinguished the direction, turned his head and walked towards the direction where Fulai Inn was. However, before he had taken two steps, the ghost crawled out of his crotch, leaned on Wangchuan, and burped another wine. The smell of alcohol mixed with a smell of scattered water rushed into Wangchuan's mouth and nose. He was almost disgusted and quickly pushed the drunkard away, ignored him, and walked on his own.

However, before walking a few steps, another figure fell from the sky in front of me. Wangchuan smelled the smell of not taking a bath for several months, so he stopped, feeling a little unhappy, and said angrily: "Uncle, I am not a relative of you, why do you bother me?"

The drunkard lying on the ground stood up straight. Wangchuan was no longer anxious to return to the inn and looked at the drunkard carefully. The drunkard had a messy hair tied in a bun, tied it with a branch, wearing a dirty, black blue Taoist robe, with several holes, exposing his skinny body a little, wearing a pair of torn trousers, wrapped in two thin legs, and wearing a pair of torn straw sandals under his feet, which looked even more miserable than beggars.

"Boy, I think you are a good person. Can you invite me to have a drink?" The old man squinted his eyes, and the wine gourd kept sending wine into his mouth.

Wangchuan smiled, "This Taoist priest, I don't know you, boy, why do you want to invite you to drink? Besides, isn't there any wine in your wine gourd?"

The Taoist shaking his body, his face leaned forward, revealing his yellow teeth, and said seriously: "Oh... No. The old Taoist's wine was bought by the old Taoist himself, and it was not what you invited me. My wine is mine, and the wine you invited is yours. These are two things. Do you want to be the old Taoist and I can't tell the difference?"

Wangchuan thought this old Taoist was really interesting. Seeing that he looked drunk and his mind was so clear. "You old Taoist is really interesting. Why do I have to spend money to invite you to drink? If you can have a reason to convince me, then I will invite you to drink this wine."

"We are both people who have fallen into the world, why do we have to meet each other when we meet each other? Boy, if you have the fate to meet the old Taoist, shouldn't you invite the old Taoist to have a drink?" The old Taoist looked at Wangchuan sly.

"You Taoist priest is really..." Wangchuan smiled angrily. In fact, he wanted to say in his heart, you Taoist priest is really shameless. "This Taoist priest, if it weren't for your older age than me, how could I waste time with you here? It's getting late, I'm going to go back to the inn to sleep."

Seeing Wangchuan walking forward without looking back, the priest seemed anxious and shouted from behind: "Boy, stop for me!"

Wangchuan ignored him and continued to move forward, speeding up his pace, thinking that he should get rid of this drunkard quickly and save trouble. Who knew that the old Taoist appeared in front of him again, but he did not sense how the old Taoist did it. He knew that this old Taoist was not simple.

"Hey, boy, you're rude." The old Taoist complained.

"This Taoist priest, you are a bit unreasonable to obstruct me." Wangchuan was unwilling to offend the old Taoist and caused unnecessary trouble, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and said kindly.

The old Taoist cracked his mouth and exposed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said, "Otherwise, the old Taoist will not drink you in vain. How about you tell me about the practice of luck and qi?"

Wangchuan shook his head and said, "No interest."

"Not interested?" The old Taoist showed an unexpected look. Obviously, he did not expect that someone was not interested in practicing the method. He said again: "How about adding another set of sword techniques to kill the enemy and win?"

"Not interested!" Wangchuan shook his head, and walked around the old Taoist and continued to walk forward.

"Boy, you're a little bit more aggressive, it's too much! Let's do this, it's okay to add another set of body skills, right?" said the old Taoist.

"Not interested." Wangchuan said firmly.

"Hey, you guys, you really have no eyes. Do you know how many noble officials ask the old Taoist to accept them to teach the practice methods for your disciples. They bring them over with trucks of gold, silver and jewelry. I don't have the eyes to see you. If it weren't for your fate, I wouldn't want to pay attention to you." The old Taoist spread his legs and pointed at Wangchuan with one hand and scolded him.

Wangchuan gave the old Taoist a blank look, laughed twice, then bypassed the old Taoist again, continued walking forward, and laughed: "You are not short of money, hurry up and find those noble people, and have some trouble with me, a poor boy. Don't bother me anymore, go away quickly."

"Boy, you really angered me. I remember what happened today. Don't beg me when you encounter something!"

Wangchuan ignored the angry old Taoist, and soon came to the gate of Fulai Inn. He turned around and looked back, and found that the old Taoist was gone. He looked up and saw Dongfang showing white belly. He couldn't help but shake his head. Who was he provoking whom? So many things happened that night, and then he entered the inn.

The woodshed was empty. Wangchuan searched around in the inn and there was no trace of Qin'er. He came to the lobby of the inn. The waiter was lying on the counter and was asleep. He gently locked the counter. The waiter yawned, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Customer, is there anything wrong?"

"My second brother, there is nothing important. I just want to ask if there are any suspicious people in the inn after I hit me and moved in?" Wangchuan hesitated for a moment. In the middle of the night, a strange woman broke into the room. This matter was not glorious. If you ask directly, it would cause the waiter to think randomly. He himself didn't care about his reputation, but Miss Qin'er was a yellow girl after all.

"Suspicious person?" The waiter thought for a while, then said, "Yes."

"Have you seen it?" Wangchuan was delighted, "Where is she now?"

The waiter yawned and said, "He is standing in front of me."

"Stand in front of you?" Wangchuan realized that the waiter in the shop was referring to him, but he was a little puzzled. Why didn't he see Qin'er entering the inn alone? Did he sleep too much? "My little brother, have you seen anyone except me?"

"Oh... Guest, this time has passed, so how can anyone come to stay in a hotel in Kan'er? Even if there is, it must be in Lichunyuan and Nuanxiang Pavilion. I, Guest, you should go and rest early." The waiter was so angry that he barely supported his eyelids. He watched Wangchuan leave, shook his head and fell asleep on the counter.

Wangchuan left the inn lobby with questions and returned to the woodshed and fell on the bed. There was still a unique smell left by Miss Qin'er on the bed. He knew that he had definitely not dreamed, and Miss Qin'er had appeared. But where was she going at this time? Was she really caught by the green-eyed monster?

Also, what happened to the drunk Taoist priest? It couldn't have happened to appear where I fainted, there were no so many coincidences in this world. Forget it, I'll have to go to bed for a night.

The next afternoon, it was dusk.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." The knock on the door came, "Customer, are you awake?" The waiter's voice came into Wangchuan's ears. Wangchuan woke up from his sleep. He stretched and got up and opened the door.

"Hi, Mr. Guest, I slept well last night?" The waiter held a touch of water, put a towel on his shoulder, and looked at Wangchuan with a smile.

"So it's my second brother. What time is it now?" Wangchuan turned sideways and let the waiter enter the room, looking up at the dizzy sky.

The waiter put a wet towel on Wangchuan and said, "Customer, you slept so hard this time. Now it's Shin Shi."

"Ah, it's all Shi Shi!" Wangchuan beat his heavy forehead, took a towel and wiped his face, and then asked, "I'm the first time I'm here in Hongnong, my second brother, is there any place worth strolling?"

The waiter looked at Wangchuan and said meaningfully: "Then you want to see where the visitor wants to go."

"Don't ask where you are now when you pass by. Hongnong does not welcome the lay people. The gold and water of Xing'an are endless, and the joy of the world is full of gold. The spring is warm and fragrant, and the phoenix sings on the pavilion, and the fragrance of the flowers is gathered around jade and smoke. The heroes of the four seas in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Buddhas of the world are jumping over the wall. When the royal power and wealth are available, the dynasty will be changed. Life will be gone for a hundred years, and fame and fortune are like clouds. The destiny is difficult to gain half a son, and it is not as good as the free immortal under the moon."

The waiter said a limerick poem in a casual manner. From his spirit, Wangchuan saw the look of yearning. He did not expect that a waiter in the inn had such good literary talent and could read it easily. Although he did not agree with the free and irresponsible outlook on life in the poem, he still praised: "My second brother, he is really literary!"

The waiter smiled and said, "The guest is joking, and the small ones are not read a few. This poem has been circulating in Hongnong City for some years. Over time, people who live here can recite a few sentences. It introduces all the famous places in Hongnong City. If you want to seek flowers and willows objectively, you will naturally go to Lichunyuan, Nuanxiang Pavilion, Fengmingxuan, Qunfangzhai, Huancai Pavilion and Yusheng Yanfang. If you want to drink and have fun, you need to go to Xing'an Street and Jinshui Castle. If you want to gamble on Pai Jiu, Paramount is a better place. If you like to taste the world's delicacies, then Jiangnan diners, Sihai Tower, Qunyinghui and Amitabha Buddha Tower, Guests may as well go to Yipin."

The waiter paused and continued, "However, the guest officer must prepare enough silver."

After hearing the waiter's description, Wangchuan couldn't help but feel funny. He didn't know that the romantic poet wrote such a poem and wrote Hongnong's famous place name and store name. When the royal power and wealth were found, the dynasty changed was difficult to stop. It was just to find a reason for his own fun. He really thought it was to see through the world and have fun in time.

He nodded, "I understand, thank you for your second brother."

The waiter was much more enthusiastic than last night, and he continued: "Customer, do you need a young man to lead you there? Although Hongnong City is not big, if you are not familiar with it, it will take some time to find it."

Wangchuan waved his hand, "Thank you, I'll go around the city later."

"Since that's the case, the young one won't bother you. If you have anything to do, please greet the young one at any time." The waiter tactfully took away the remaining leftovers on the table and the basin of water, leaving Wangchuan standing alone at the door of the woodshed, watching the setting sun in the west.

The sky gradually gets darker, crows fly north, wind blows the rivers and trees make noises, and the setting sun never sets in the hundreds of courtyards. After dawn, daylight goes away, Hongnong wakes up, the lights don’t stop, darkness is the medium, and the soul dances.

At this moment, Wangchuan was stunned and felt empty and boring in his heart, as if he had lost his goal of life overnight. What is the meaning of Hongnong's existence, why so many people are sinking into it, and what magic does it have?

"I've come here, so let's go and have a look." He decided to go to the street to see the night view of Hongnong. When he passed by the inn lobby, he handed over another ingot of silver to the shopkeeper and sighed in his heart. It's really a gold-selling cave. If he continues to stay here, the little money on his body may not be able to last until he arrives in Jingzhou.

Hongnong’s night is fascinating, not its natural beauty of the unity of man and nature, but the gorgeous lights on both sides of the streets and the fireworks that tear open the ugly veils, showing the fullest of human desires.

Wangchuan walked aimlessly on the street for about half an hour, and a lively scene came into view. In front of him was a wider street, with stalls on both sides of the street, including those who were doing small business, those who sold rouge, special snacks, small stalls for drinking, and small gambling tables for crowds to watch... Everything was included.

The middle of the street was overwhelmed with elegant and luxurious carriages, followed by some strong followers in front and behind the carriage. Those who walked down from the carriage were either middle-aged men with big belly and four or five big gold rings; or young handsome men wearing gorgeous clothes, holding literary fan, and wearing feather scarfs on their heads; and even more, an old man with a poor look was shot out of the store by some hateful people, and many people were forced to get punched.

There were rows of girls standing on the Feiyanjiao Tower in the distance, looking gorgeous and seductive. They waved a silk scribble in their hands and kept glaring at the men who were lingering downstairs, teasing their words, and sometimes covering their faces and chuckling. Their voices were really ecstatic.

Wangchuan has not seen this scene. When he was in Moyan Town, he often went to Xiaoyao Tower and was used to the lewd sounds. However, a figure in Feiyanjiao Tower attracted his attention. It was a green figure. After his eyes met, the green figure shook slightly. Don't avoid Wangchuan's sight.
Chapter completed!