Chapter 120 Liu Futong

In this underground city, there is no sunlight, so the more prosperous and crowded the place is, the more red lanterns are hung. However, the closer you go to the top floor of the "Qiong Tower", the fewer red lanterns there are on the road. In the end, there are only red candles left, and the flames are jumping, making the walking figures look like evil ghosts with fangs and claws, which is extremely scary.

Finally, Qi Xuansu and others came to a hall at the highest point. The hall is isolated on the cliff and connected to the main part of the "Qiong Tower" by an arch bridge with gorgeous decorations and lights.

There is a formation on the arch bridge, and the formation is turned on at this time, refusing others to enter.

Qi Xuansu stopped and looked across, then asked: "Is Yue Lian here?"

"Yes." The guard who led the way wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

On the eighth day, Yang took over the conversation: "If I remember correctly, the daily rent of this Tianle Palace is as high as 2,000 Taiping coins. Which distinguished guest is here today? Also, didn't Yue Lian stop receiving guests? Is she back to her old job?"

The guard's face turned pale. After a long time, he managed to say: "There is no distinguished guest. It is Liu who is inside."

In Tianle Palace, Liu Futong slowly walked through the straight passage covered with red carpet. His shadow was reflected in the pools on both sides of the straight passage. The light and shadow were disordered between the rippling water waves.

The kneeling gauze woman fell to the ground and saluted Liu Futong.

Liu Futong said nothing, but opened his hands. The gauze woman hurriedly stood up and undressed him.

This Tianle Palace has received the son of the Li family and the prince of the royal family. Other Taoist masters dared not use it, but Liu Futong did. It was not because Liu Futong had three heads and six arms, but because he was bold.

These days, the bold will die of overeating, and the timid will die of starvation.

What two thousand Taiping money a day? He didn't spend a single Taiping money. If this is considered making money, then he has already made hundreds of thousands of Taiping money.

There are many men and women here. In name, they are all from Zixian Mountain, but in reality, they are no different from his servants. Is it necessary to distinguish between him and Zixian Mountain so clearly?

Liu Futong sat at the small table and picked up the wine glass. In it was blood-red wine. It was produced in the West and was old. It was expensive in itself. In addition, after thousands of miles of sea voyage, it was already a sky-high price after arriving in the East Continent.

It is no exaggeration to say that the price of this pot of wine alone is equivalent to Zhang Yuelu's monthly salary. Moreover, Zhang Yuelu is not an ordinary fourth-grade Taoist priest. She has the position subsidy of the deputy hall master, the special subsidy of Tiangang Hall, and even a salary from the Zhang family.

In fact, many children of the Zhang family envy the Li family, because many times, the children of the Li family don't care about their reputation and can express their desires without scruples. But no matter what the Zhang family disciples think in their hearts, they still have to pretend to be content with poverty and enjoy life. This is probably the difference between a true villain and a hypocrite.

Liu Futong didn't care about this expensive pot of wine, and didn't even care about tasting it carefully. Instead, he drank one cup after another.

At this moment, the woman slowly stood up, her long hair fell down, and the curling green smoke from the incense burner passed in front of her, making her face look even whiter, as if smoothing out some traces left by the years.

Then the woman danced, and her black hair fluttered. The gauze like a cicada's wing spread out in all directions due to the rotation, and the slender limbs were looming in the cicada's wings. The hair was also spinning, and the face was ethereal between the curling smoke and the green hair.

Liu Futong was still drinking, his eyes locked on the woman.

Although there were no musicians here, there was a sound symbol formation.

The sound of the piano and the flute flowed out, filling the entire hall.

The woman's dance became faster and faster, and the music became more and more urgent, one wave after another, straight up to the sky, like climbing over mountains and ridges, the more dangerous it is, the more dangerous it is, the more strange it is. After three or four extremely high folds, it suddenly fell, like a waterfall pouring down. In an instant, it fell from the top of the mountain into the deep valley. From then on, it became lower and lower, and the lower and thinner it became, and the music gradually disappeared. The woman's dance posture also became more and more soothing and gentle, and gradually stopped with the music.

After the dance, the thin gauze fell to the ground.

Liu Futong also finished the pot of wine, and his face was slightly red.

The naked woman slowly walked over, climbed onto the big bed, and knelt beside Liu Futong.

The two of them were frank with each other.

Liu Futong suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand, became irritable, and suddenly reached out to grab the woman's long hair, forcing her to look up at him.

Yue Lian felt pain and groaned, but did not dare to resist at all.

Liu Futong was a hot-tempered person, and Qi Xuansu's arrogance made him even more furious.

After all, he was used to being a local emperor. If we talk about the big airs, many third-grade Taoist priests who have been in Yujing for a long time may not be as big as him. After all, those Taoist priests have high status, but they have to face people with higher status every day. How can they be as free and easy as him.

I can be closed in a walnut shell and still think of myself as a monarch without boundaries.

Liu Futong thinks of himself as the lord and emperor of this city that never sleeps. He has long been integrated into this city. He is no different from the guests in these cities. He likes fine wine and women. His chest is filled with insatiable desires. He has long forgotten what green mountains and clear waters look like, and what blue sky and white clouds look like. Only black and red are left.

Outside the door of the hall, Qi Xuansu has walked onto the arch bridge. When he reached the middle, he was blocked by a blue light curtain. It can be seen that there are countless talismans and seal characters flowing on the light curtain.

Qi Xuansu did not try to break the formation, but asked: "Are you sure Yue Lian is here?"

"Yes." The guard who led the way said with a stiff face.

Qi Xuansu nodded: "Okay, you go."

The guard was stunned at first, and then he hurriedly left this place of trouble as if he had been pardoned.

Qi Xuansu reached out and touched the light curtain, causing ripples and a blue and white Taoist Pisces logo emerged.

Because Tianle Palace would entertain special guests, the level of the formation here was quite high. Even if Qi Xuansu had entered the Return to the True Stage, he still couldn't break the formation.

Just when Qi Xuansu was at a loss, a woman's voice sounded: "Eighth Deputy Thousand Household, you shouldn't come here."

Qi Xuansu and the Eighth Tianyang looked at the voice at the same time, and Su Ran walked out slowly from the shadows, followed by several followers.

This woman was one of the only two people in charge of "Tianle Taoyuan", responsible for the Huasheng Hall branch. However, she had just been transferred here not long ago, and the Eighth Tianyang didn't know much about her.

Qi Xuansu had a deep memory of this woman whom he had met once: "Master Su."

"I haven't asked you yet." Su Ran was different from Liu Futong. She was gentle, humble and polite.

Qi Xuansu said: "Wei Wugui, following Master Pei of Wanshou Chongyang Palace, was just passing by this time. He was invited by the eighth deputy commander to participate in solving the case."

Su Ran nodded: "Since you two are investigating the case, how did you find Tianle Palace? I heard that I hurried here. I hope you can give me an explanation."

Qi Xuansu took out two notes: "The serial killer left two notes. One of them said Miss Hua Qi, who is dead. The note left on Miss Hua Qi's body said Yue Lian. As far as I know, Yue Lian is in Tianle Palace at this time, so we have to come. I hope Master Su can understand."

Su Ran took the note from Qi Xuansu, read it carefully, and said thoughtfully: "So that's it."

The eighth Tianyang asked: "Master Su, can you help us open the formation? If Master Su doesn't trust us, you might as well go in with us."

Su Ran pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

After that, she took out a square and strange key, walked to Qi Xuansu's side, and raised the key.

The next moment, the key shone with light, and the Pisces symbol of Taoism began to rotate, and a door appeared on the originally airtight light curtain.

Qi Xuansu glanced at Su Ran beside him, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a dark fragrance, which made his head swell.

Su Ran put away the key: "Let's go."

Qi Xuansu nodded silently.

Under the leadership of Su Ran, the group walked across the arch bridge and came to the door of the hall isolated on the cliff.

Because of the formation, the door of the hall was not locked, and it could be pushed open as long as the strength was enough.

Before entering the hall, Qi Xuansu looked back.

This is the highest point of "Tianle Taoyuan", where you can overlook the countless people and the decadence under your feet.

Countless desires are intertwined, like boiling blood and big red lanterns all over the city, reflecting people's faces red, and like solidified blood and corners that lanterns can't illuminate.

Red and black, this is the city that never sleeps, this is "Tianle Taoyuan".