the establishment of the seven departments of the Mental Hospital for the gods, they are fully staffed, each performing their own duties, and making wine. Just leave it to the Food and Beverage Depar...half an hour later.

A figure wearing a hat stopped slowly in a corner of the busy street, and the twittering female voice came out of the building in front of her like an oriole, and from time to time there was silk and bamboo strings, which were pleasant to the ear.

"are you sure this is okay" Under the hat, the red-haired girl asked cautiously.

"it's all right, Saint." A preacher said earnestly, "come in with us. As long as you don't take off the hat, no one will find out."

the red-haired girl nodded heavily. "good."

under the negotiation of several missionaries, they smoothly entered the cuff dance workshop. The exotic appearance of these missionaries made the guests and dancers look sideways and curious about the mysterious figure with a hat behind them, but no one suspected that it was a woman.

as the leading missionary took out a heavy piece of silver, a little man from a dance studio immediately smiled obsequiously and led several people up to the second floor.

"several guests, this is the best room in our dance studio. Not only the space is spacious and served, but the location is also the best. Do you think you are satisfied"

A red-haired girl walks into the elegant room, where you can clearly see the women dancing with wonderful sounds below, as well as the guests sitting in front of the stage. most of these are literati who do not have enough money, but want to experience a handful of elegant wind and moon, and have a kind of feeling of overlooking sentient beings.

seeing the red-haired girl nodding, the preacher took out another ingot of silver, stuffed it into the little man's hand and said in standard Chinese, "this is it. Bring us some food." Besides, we don't need to be served, so don't let anyone come in and disturb us. "

the little man was stupefied, "not even the dancer who accompanied the wine"

"No."

"this. All right. "

the little man seemed ready to say something else. Seeing the fierce look in the preacher's eyes, he swallowed the words back and withdrew from the room with a smile.

after a while, several plates of fruit refreshments were delivered. According to the missionaries, no dancers came in to accompany the wine, and the soft music echoed in the square. Only in this elegant room, several missionaries sat upright as if they were saints.

the red-haired girl sat down in the main seat, looking through the curtain of the hat and sweeping over the enchanting, charming women with fruit plates. From time to time, they went in and out of other elegant rooms on the second floor, from which the greasy and frivolous laughter of men came out.

"A man without faith and a bottom line is no different from a beast dominated by desires." A preacher spoke in a quiet voice.

"you don't have to be so rigid. Having faith doesn't mean you have to wear shackles. No faith doesn't mean ignorance and barbarism." Only by looking at the world from a human perspective and experiencing the sufferings and joys of the world can we know what they need. "

the red-haired girl didn't seem to resist this. She looked through the curtain and swept curiously over everyone, picking up a snack and putting it into her mouth from time to time.

"what the saint said is." Several missionaries suddenly realized, "come on, call some dancers for adults!"

". That's not what I meant! "

the red-haired girl hurriedly stopped them. after she came to this continent, these people were impressed by her inborn faith talent and spreading teachings, and they were also missionaries who actively followed her to spread the name of the Holy Lord. although they followed her for a long time, they still could not fully understand the teachings, and their thoughts were confined by their personal experiences and could not keep up with her thoughts.

in this regard, red-haired girls are also used to it. After all, it is not easy to convey the way of thinking and cognition through teachings.

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even so, it is more difficult to create a huge religion and spread complete teachings. At least she knows very well that she still owes some heat to herself.

after watching the dance music for a long time in the square, the red-haired girl got up slowly and was ready to leave after the red-haired girl had almost eaten the snacks on the table.

just then, three figures came in through the gate of the dance studio, headed by a scholar dressed in Confucian clothes. He easily led the other two to the second floor, and was about to enter the elegant room where they were, but he was stopped by the man outside the door.

"what It's already taken "

"."

"Oh. Brother Qinight, it seems unfortunate that this room has the best view. Since it is occupied, shall we go to another room "

after a while of conversation, the trio sat down in the elegant room next door and could also see the panoramic view below.

after a while, I saw a group of Yingying Yanyan dancers push open the door of the Naya room, and roughly one of them squeezed in together. this exaggerated treatment made other elegant rooms and guests on the first floor stare with envy.

"compared with other big Han city-states, these people in Chang'an really know how to enjoy it." A preacher snorted disdainfully.

the red-haired girl did not stand up, put on her hat, walked out the door, and calmly said:

"Let the people next door move in, just in time." We should go, too. "

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"Brother Seven Nights, isn't this interesting enough" Yan Zhong sat at the table, and two delicate dancers knelt behind him, pinching their shoulders and pounding their backs for him while talking and laughing. They looked very familiar.

Lin Qi Night sat on the other side with a strange expression, watching several dancers lying in his arms and directly reached out to stop each other:

"Brother Yan Zhong." You enjoy it, I don't need it. "

these dancers are indeed somewhat beautiful, but Lin Qinight has no interest in this. One thing is to say that the level of these dancers is still in the primitive stage of beauty seduction, lacking some spiritual comfort and connotation.

he didn't expect that the interesting place in Yan Zhongkou was the green house. If I had known, I might as well go to a teahouse or a dim sum shop. In Lin Qinight's eyes, the business standard of this place still needs to be improved.

"what Does Brother Qinight think they are not good enough " As soon as Yan Zhong slapped the table, he said to the short man behind him, "go and invite the young girl over here. This is the guest of honor of Hou Ye. He must definitely entertain him."

hearing this, the man was immediately excited, turned around and walked out of the door, where he was held by Lin Seven Night.

"No, really." Lin Qinight said helplessly, "Brother Yan Zhong, just enjoy yourself. You don't have to take me with you."

Yan Zhong frowned and thought, as if he had realized something. "is it true that Brother Qinight already has a family"

"this." Lin paused for a while, but could not explain it clearly, so he could only respond, "Yes, I already have a family, and my tough wife is very good. If I knew I was fooling around, I couldn't explain it when I went back."

hearing this, Yan Zhong took a pitiful look at Lin Qinight, and no longer forced him to let the other dancers go out. As for Wuquan... He was too young to arrange for a dancer to serve him.

Lin Qi Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Suddenly, an inexplicable burning sensation came from his chest.pair.in terms of scale, this place seems to be on a par with the summer court, but the difference is that there is no haunting aura of heaven.here... Is the Nordic land of the gods, Asgard.Lin followe...