At night, the bustle and excitement on both sides of the river are even greater than during the day, and the lights of thousands of houses are reflected in the river, like stars falling into the world.

The boat, as curved as the moon and as bright as a wheel, was moored at the riverside pier, with young men in fine clothes waiting below to check the wooden signs and welcome them off.

There were many people on the pier, including middle-aged country squires in gorgeous clothes, elegant literati, and businessmen who looked fat and wealthy, etc.

These people were divided into different circles and chatted with each other. The sounds of laughter, poetry reciting, and whispers were just the beginning of the night in Jiangting that spread the name to the world.

At this moment, a carriage stopped in front of the pier. Although the people had not gotten out of the car, some of them seemed to be unable to control themselves and glanced at the carriage, but quickly looked away.

Gao Xian got off the carriage and looked at these people, as if he had seen through something, but he did not say anything.

Tang Yao took Gao Xian on board the boat, and while telling him about the affairs and rules of the brothel, such as the madam, the turtle, the big teapot, and various code words, Gao Xian felt that it was eye-opening. This ancient man really knew how to play.

"Dignified guest!"

"This way please! This way please!"

The turtle man greeted him diligently and smiled when he saw everyone. Although his enthusiasm was a bit excessive, he was like this to everyone, and he didn't appear to be deliberately.

The women on the boat were leaning or standing, and everyone covered their faces with light veils and wore robes, showing their good figures.

The colorful lanterns on the boat are painted with pictures of ladies, and the gilt-copper stove emits heat, which makes people feel that warm spring has arrived early, coupled with the warm fragrance of nephrite and the laughter of orioles.

A sense of romance and luxury arose spontaneously.

Visitors unconsciously fall into this drunkenness and rouge.

At the beginning of the night, there was endless singing and dancing.

Everyone gathered on the second floor of the painting boat. Some were sitting in private rooms, while others were sitting directly in the hall, surrounded by beauties and drinking.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

After three rounds of drinking, many people were tipsy, the singing and dancing in the hall became more and more erotic, and there were even unspeakable tunes that made people's hearts burn.

The turtle sitting high up looked up out of the window. The night was getting deeper and the moon had climbed to the treetops.

I thought it was time, so I winked at the boy holding the teapot in the corner below.

The man holding the teapot immediately nodded and headed outside the cabin, ready to report the message.

"The moonlight is beautiful and the wine is flowing, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Gao Xian, dressed in white and leaning drunkenly on the pillars carved with exotic animals, suddenly opened his eyes as if he was intoxicated by this extravagance.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was overwhelmed by the sound of singing and dancing in the room.

In an instant, as if because of his opening, everyone stopped.

The Red Mandarin Heroine, who originally came to watch the fun and was having fun with a singer next to her, also felt something was wrong.

The young man in white suddenly spoke, causing sweat to run down the spine of the boy holding the teapot.

He wanted to pretend that he didn't hear anything and walked out of the boat, but found that he couldn't even move his feet.

The boy in white straightened up and stretched out his hand. A bamboo tube from the boy's body flew up and fell into his hand.

The Turtle Master, who had been paying close attention to everything from a high place, was so shocked. How could this man know so clearly? Could he be able to calculate or had a sharp eye?

So, everything in the hall has already fallen into his eyes? Mr. Turtle suddenly had a bad feeling.

The secret message that was about to be sent floated into the hands of the young man in white.

The young man was not in a hurry. He leaned against the pillar and took a sip from the wine bottle before taking a closer look.

This careless action made everyone feel scared, as if everything was under the control of the other party.

After reading it, the young man in white sneered, and the paper in his hand spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into flames and disappearing on the slender, green-white fingertips.

"I...you..."

The boy suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, coughing violently, and stretched out his hand desperately to Mr. Turtle, who was looking at him with horror on his face: "Help me...save..."

Before he finished speaking, this man seemed to have layers of fire coming out of his body just like the note sealed in the bamboo tube.

Then with a pop, the whole person was reduced to ashes in the air.

Just like the sparks and soot after burning the paper, scattering all over the floor.

"Wow!"

In an instant, the whole house was moved. Everyone was so frightened by this scene that they completely lost their minds. The wine glasses and silver pots in their hands fell to the bottom of the table. Many people even pulled out daggers and swords from their bodies.

Tang Yao, who was dressed as a servant and sat next to Kong Chenzi, could see clearly now. She was so happy and drunk that she suddenly woke up, and she felt bad all over.

It turns out that there is no such thing as a moonlit night on the boat tonight, all the singing and dancing, all the literati, officials, wealthy merchants, all are fake.

Together with the kaiko who was playing and boxing with her next to her, these people were all disciples and killers of the Five Gods Sect.

The wine bottle in Mr. Turtle's hand fell to the ground, as if giving an order.

A few people hiding in the dark, ready to attack, took action as if they were ordered to do so.

Mr. Gui turned around and fled outside. His role was to trap the Taoist in the river, not to kill him. In other words, he never thought about it.

He is not the disciples of the Poison God Altar who foolishly went up to die. How terrifying this person is. Seeing that the master of the Poison God Altar mobilizes the Poison God to deal with him, you know that this is definitely not an existence that mortals can fight against.

The swords roared out in unison.

The top assassins beside Gao Xian remained motionless and were just drinkers at the table, laughing and cursing without any flaws.

It moves like a swimming dragon, and its swords are like thunder. It has been planned long ago to kill people in every corner.

Afterimages crossed the long table of the wine table and stabbed at the young man in white.

"Ding!"

The young man in white knocked the wine glass with his chopsticks, making a pleasant sound.

A strong wind suddenly rose, sweeping across the entire cabin on the second floor and rushing out of the Yunlou Painted Boat.

Everyone felt as if there was a supreme will looking down at the ship, like the gaze of a god.

Especially those who were assassinating Taoist Xiang were all frozen in the air, maintaining their movements of assassinating Taoist Xiang.

Han Feng was only a stone's throw away from the Taoist, but he couldn't move an inch closer.

"Ding!"

The Taoist moved again, put his feet up on the table, and drank from the silver pot and wine flask in his hand.

Every time you take a sip, tap it.

Every time I knocked, I saw someone die.

A wild song turned into a frightening scene of flying smoke and flowers.

No one in the cabin on the second floor dared to move, but the people outside were so frightened that they jumped into the river one by one, shouting wildly.

The people inside watched helplessly as the people outside the boat jumped into the river one after another. Unfortunately, before they fell into the river, they screamed and turned into flying ashes and scattered into the river.

Whoever touches it will die.

They could see such a terrifying scene clearly through the hollow flower windows.

The whole place was silent, no one dared to move.

"On such a beautiful night with beautiful flowers and a full moon, how can we stop singing before we have finished drinking!" The young man in white said with a smile, as if everything that just happened didn't exist.

The musicians and dancers on the stage only dare to move.

They all played music and danced, even though their legs were weak from fear and their faces were pale.

The singer sang a fragrant and soft tune, and the musician played a cheerful tune.

In the wind and moon that danced with fishes and dragons all night long, everyone in the house was frightened.

Only the young man in white was sitting in the center, singing along with the sound of the strings, dancing his sleeves and singing softly.

The chopsticks in the young man's hand gently tapped the wine bottle, but it seemed to be piercing everyone's heart. Everyone who listened was sweating profusely and trembling with fear.

The red mandarin heroine Tang Yao was stunned. She had imagined countless romantic and pleasant scenes, but she had never seen such a shocking scene.

"When the wine goes away and the mind goes away, that's it for tonight!"

At this time, the Taoist just glanced coldly at the monsters in front of him, raised his hand, and threw out the chopsticks in his hand.

The strong wind tore the wooden wall of the boat apart with great force, penetrating all the way from the inside to the outside, and a long passage appeared.

The tooth chopsticks went all the way down and arrived at the stern of the ship.

Turtle Gong, who originally ran to the stern of the ship and was about to board the boat and escape, turned back to look at the killers who jumped off the ship one by one and died. His eyes revealed horror and despair, and he could no longer move.

I don’t know life or death, I don’t know the ending.

At this time, he watched helplessly as a light came towards him, penetrated his head, and plunged him into darkness.

The corpse fell into the river and was fed to fish and shrimp.

The moment he fell into the river, his eyes were filled with relief.

The young man in white clothes carried a wine bottle and floated down from above like the wind, landing on the tip of the boat. The strong wind in the night made his white clothes flutter.

The calm river surface has begun to stir up waves, and puffs of smoke continue to emerge from the bottom of the water, swirling around the water and spreading.

"coming."

"Quack!"
Chapter completed!