Yan Li was stunned. He really didn't expect to get such an answer. He had just scolded her badly, and now she came to his door. Was it karma or a coincidence?
He thought for a while and said, "Do you think I'm someone you can see whenever you want? Go back and tell her to come see me herself. "
Asking the world's number one courtesan to come see him in person was too arrogant. He knew that the woman outside the door would be furious and leave in a huff.
Unexpectedly, her voice suddenly changed and became very gentle and pleasant. "I know that you are of noble character and have a good wife at home. You definitely don't want to set foot in a brothel, so I came to visit you in person."
Yan Li was a little surprised. He couldn't figure out the reason for her condescension. He instinctively didn't want to come in contact with things he couldn't control, so he said, "Since you know I have a wife, you still came here. Are you trying to sow discord between us? What if it gets out and people misunderstand? Please leave quickly. "
The woman obviously didn't expect that Yan Li would use this excuse to stop her, but it didn't stump her. She smiled and said, "You're too serious. I'm only here to visit a friend. I can talk openly, and the 'demons and monsters' won't be able to do anything."
This was really very clever.
There were two meanings to 'demons and monsters'. One was that people's mouths were long, and three people would become a tiger. The other was that Yan Li's heart was as still as water. If his heart was calm, nothing would happen.
In addition to these two meanings, the more interesting thing was that the word 'do something' was used very well. It was connected, and in fact, it was insinuating that Yan Li was thinking too much. She came here purely to visit, and it wasn't as dirty as he thought.
Now, Yan Li had no excuse to refuse.
But what kind of person was he? He was always unmoved by force or persuasion. No matter how glib her tongue was, he wouldn't see her. He said bluntly, "I'm not well, so it's not convenient for me to see guests. Please."
It suddenly became quiet outside.
Yan Li couldn't be sure whether she had left or not. The distance was too far. Although he was a Rank-4 martial artist, the Nine Ranks of Martial Arts only strengthened his physique, but the strengthening of his five senses was not obvious. Only when he entered the Perfected Person Realm would he be able to greatly improve his senses.
But thinking about it, this woman was very arrogant. She only received guests once a year. If he personally came to visit but was rejected at the door, it would be a great humiliation. She would definitely not pester him.
He adjusted his breathing and prepared to meditate again. Unexpectedly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Before he could figure out who it was, the door was pushed open from the outside. Zhan Mu walked in with furrowed brows. "You little brat, there are so many men in the Divine Great Land who can't wait to see Master Yu, but they can't. You, on the other hand, actually blocked her outside the door. No matter what, I have to do something today."
"You're really lucky with women!" Chang Shan said enviously as he followed behind him. He had stayed in the Resentful Yuan Tower for a long time and had gradually become familiar with Yan Li. They were no longer at loggerheads like before.
Yan Li couldn't be bothered with Chang Shan, who looked like he had an endocrine disorder. He said, "What's wrong, Master Zhan? Are you tired of being a restaurant owner and changed your profession to a brothel keeper? I think this Resentful Yuan Tower is pretty good. If it's changed to a brothel, its business will definitely be a hundred times better! But Master Zhan, even if you're a restaurant owner, you shouldn't just barge into a guest's room, right? "
Zhan Mu acted as if he didn't hear his sarcasm and said fervently, "I'll waive your room fee. Just let Master Yu come in and sit, just sit. Maybe if she's happy, she'll dance a 'Rainbow Feather Dress'. Then I, Old Zhan, can die in peace. "
Yan Li thought about it, his eyes flickering. He said, "Then let's invite Master Yu in."
As soon as he finished speaking, a masked woman in a green robe walked in. However, it didn't seem to be Yu Youwei herself. Yan Li recognized her as the maid who had delivered the message for Yu Youwei that day.
He didn't know why a maid like her would wear a mask. Could it be that she was ugly?
Then, he saw a graceful woman in a purple robe walk in gracefully. Chang Shan's breathing couldn't help but stop. Zhan Mu hurriedly went up to greet her with a face full of smiles. He said, "Master Yu's presence at my humble restaurant is truly an honor, an honor. Please take a seat."
Zhan Mu had a smile on his face, but he secretly felt that it was inconceivable.
Just now, someone came to invite him to say that Master Yu was blocked outside by Yan Li. He didn't dare to believe it, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked. Just what kind of charm did this Yan Li have, to actually make Master Yu personally pay a visit?
"Master Zhan is too polite." The purple-robed woman opened her mouth lightly, very gentle and charming.
Yan Li could tell that it was indeed that voice from just now.
He saw that she was dressed in a light purple dress with a snow-white jade belt around her waist. Her limpid eyes wandered in all directions, as if she had a myriad of thoughts that she wanted to tell you. It made one's heart palpitate involuntarily.
That kind of faint melancholy that was inadvertently revealed lingered in one's heart, giving rise to an urge to comfort her.
No wonder Chang Shan was so mesmerized by her that he almost lost his bearings.
Her long black hair was tied into a flying immortal bun, and there were a few silver-white pearl flowers on it, making her look very dignified and elegant.
She was extremely beautiful, and just based on appearance, she was comparable to Li Xiang Jun. However, she had a pair of eyes that could speak, like two pools of fragrant wine, filled with endless attraction.
Other than that, she also had a kind of gentle elegance that had experienced ups and downs. That kind of mature and natural style was definitely not something that Li Xiang Jun could compare with.
Although the dress she was wearing was slightly conservative, under the jade belt, it still highlighted her astonishing slender curves. It was said that her dancing skills were unparalleled in the world, and it wasn't hard to make people think of the graceful posture when she danced, and they would be intoxicated before they even saw it.
She was naturally Yu Youwei.
The strange thing was, from her face, it was hard to determine her age. Yan Li felt as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
Yu Youwei's face rippled with a reserved smile. Her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she bowed slightly to Yan Li: "I finally meet Mister. Just by looking at Youwei, I know that Mister has already obtained the essence of the concept of 'a coat of misty rain, one's life'."
After Emperor Wu, the Xia Dynasty revered martial arts, especially Yong Ling. Although poems and songs were still sung, compared to the previous dynasty, they were much weaker. And the "erotic poems" that circulated in the brothels, no matter how stunning, were difficult to become a topic of conversation, because people paid more attention to cultivators.
Therefore, although the poem had a profound concept, it didn't spread. Zhan Mu and Chang Shan naturally couldn't understand it.
Obtaining the essence, wasn't that blatantly telling Yan Li that she knew that the poem wasn't written by him?
Yan Li's heart moved, and he became interested. He said: "Why don't we sit down and talk?"
"Youwei wants to speak with Mister alone," Yu Youwei said softly.
Zhan Mu could only say regretfully: "Then I'll take my leave first."
After saying that, he gave Chang Shan a look. Although Chang Shan was unwilling, he had to leave.
Finally, the masked maid went to close the door.
Yan Li was disgusted with Yu Youwei. He wanted to mock her, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He said: "Do you know where it came from?"
"I was just about to ask where Mister got it from," Yu Youwei said softly.
Yan Li said: "I saw it by chance. It was recorded in an ancient book."
"Where is the ancient book?" Yu Youwei asked.
"I accidentally burned it. It's just some interesting reading material, so I didn't pay much attention to it." Yan Li paused, then asked again: "Does Master Yu know where the poem came from?"
Yu Youwei said with a smile: "I've seen it in an ancient book. It's said that it was written by a cultivator called 'Xuan Xuanzi'."
Yan Li asked: "Where is the ancient book?"
Yu Youwei covered her mouth and smiled: "Just like Mister, I accidentally burned it."
Although they were both courtesans, Yan Li knew that she was different from Li Xiang Jun. She was a powerful figure. He rolled his eyes and said: "There is no such thing as a desireless person in this world. No matter who it is, they will always have curiosity. As a martial artist, I am no exception. May I know why the lady beside you is wearing a veil? Is there any inconvenience? "
The masked woman did not move or make a sound, but the way she looked at Yan Li changed slightly.
Yu Youwei was a little surprised. Even though she was well-versed in worldly affairs, she did not know what Yan Li was testing. She said: "Cui Er is from the High Mountain Tribe."
The High Mountain Tribe was a minority tribe. This tribe had a very strange rule. From birth, they had to wear a veil or mask. In their lifetime, they could only be uncovered by the husband or wife on their wedding night. Only the people closest to them could see their faces. If they broke the rule, it was said that they would be cursed by their ancestors.
As for the consequences of the curse, not many people knew.
Yan Li had only heard of such a strange tribe. He did not expect to see it with his own eyes today.
Yu Youwei suddenly chuckled and said: "Could it be that Mister has taken a fancy to Cui Er? She grew up by my side and was influenced by what she saw and heard. She knows how to grind ink when Mister wants to write. She knows how to appreciate the zither when Mister wants to play. Not to mention anything else, she can never forget the song 'Drunken Fisherman Sings at Evening' at the entrance of the Rainbow Cloud House. "
The masked woman still did not say a word. Although her face could not be seen, the shyness in her eyes could not be concealed.
The corners of Yu Youwei's lips curled up slightly. Her smile was indescribable. "If Mister does not mind, this servant is willing to part with her and let her follow Mister as a maid. It is also her good fortune."
Yan Li said noncommittally: "What value do I have?"
He never looked down on himself, nor did he think too highly of himself.
He was more clear-headed than anyone else. If he was not clear-headed, he would have died more than a hundred times.
"This time I came here to ask Mister for a favor," Yu Youwei said softly.
Yan Li said: "Master Yu, I am naturally happy to 'inquire'. However, my ability is limited, and I can't say any heroic words. I can't even take care of myself, so I really can't help you."
Yu Youwei said: "Mister, why don't you give me some face? Is it because Cui Er is not good enough?"
Yan Li said: "Since the founding of the Taizu Dynasty, the sale of slaves has been explicitly prohibited. As a disciple of the Martial Emperor, I dare not and cannot violate it."
Yu Youwei sighed faintly and said: "Cui Er doesn't have the luck to be with you. However, Mister, please think about it. I will meet you again in the future, and I hope you have other ideas by then. It's late at night, and I dare not disturb you too much. I will leave first. "
After she left, Yan Li frowned and pondered.
He was very interested in this person, Xuan Xuanzi, but he could not show it. This Yu Youwei was either not smart enough to show her sincerity by throwing some information as a deposit when she had something to ask; or she was too smart to know the key points of negotiation very well, and he could not reveal his bottom line.
His intuition told him that what she wanted must not be so simple. If he lost his cool now, he would give himself away first.
In addition, this woman's identity was also very thought-provoking. It was not as simple as a prostitute.
His mind was too complicated, and it was difficult to meditate.
He suddenly thought of the black-headed shark, and he might as well find him to get rid of his bad luck.
Thinking of this, he immediately found the outside of a textile workshop according to the address on the note. The workshop was brightly lit, and the spinning wheels were neat and tidy. However, not to mention the black-headed shark, there was not even a shadow of a person, which was very strange.
The air gradually filled with unusual Qi, which Yan Li was very familiar with. It was the naked killing intent.
At the end of the street, there was a sudden movement, like a stray cat quietly approaching.
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