The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 60 The Strange Girl

"Gao Hu?" The people inside the room exchanged glances. Why did this name sound so eerie?

"Yes, my name is Gao Hula, which means 'whoosh whoosh'."

Zhou Fengchen was talking nonsense. He went into the house and found a chair to sit down.

"Oh dear!" A group of people felt regretful, as if something was about to be taken away.

Zhou Fengchen looked around curiously and asked, "What are you guys doing?"

"Ha ha……"

The group chuckled, offering no reply, but winked and gave him a knowing look, their expressions somewhat lewd.

As Zhou Fengchen was wondering, a person entered through the door. He looked to be in his thirties, wearing an ancient blue robe, and was very thin, as if he had kidney deficiency.

As soon as that person entered, everyone in the room stood up, clasped their hands in greeting, and exclaimed, "Master Qingmang!"

Zhou Fengchen had no choice but to get up as well, and pretend to clasp his hands in a fist salute.

The Azure Mang True Man waved his hand and sat down in the main seat. "I've been held up by some matters. Sorry to have kept you all waiting!"

"You're too kind, Master Qingmang! It's nothing." The group of people sat down one after another.

Master Qingmang continued, "The Fragrance Pavilion has recently taken in many new maids, each one pure and virtuous with exceptional talent. The reason for inviting you all to the Unobstructed Gathering is the same as always: to harmonize Yin and Yang and complement each other."

A group of people's eyes lit up with envy, and they chuckled dryly, "Cultivating together, cultivating together."

Zhou Fengchen looked left and right, completely bewildered. What were these bastards up to?

Master Qingmang laughed loudly and clapped his hands lightly. Eight girls entered from outside the door. They were all beautiful and giggling. Each of them had a veil covering their face, but their hair was tied up in a high bun and they were draped in light gauze. Their figures were graceful and very alluring.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going to happen. Goosebumps rose all over his body, and he cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"

The room quickly quieted down, leaving only heavy breathing. Zhou Fengchen's old face was flushed. He thought to himself, "Damn it, I thought I had been eaten by a monster, but I got such a good thing. I wonder where Monk Yuanzhi went. If he knew, would he be envious and jealous?"

At this moment, Master Qingmang laughed and said, "Everyone, please make your choice!"

"That red dress is mine!"

"Get out of my way!"

"The green shirt is mine!"

"Let's grab it!"

The six or seven men revealed their true colors, becoming unrestrained and dissolute. A scramble ensued, and the girls giggled and laughed, creating a commotion before pairing up and running out the door, entangled with each other.

Zhou Fengchen was dumbfounded. Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels!

Soon only three people remained in the room: Zhou Fengchen, Qingmang Zhenren, and a girl.

"Why isn't this brother choosing? I don't have much time to spend with you." Qingmang Zhenren looked at Zhou Fengchen curiously.

"Uh! Um! I... what..." Zhou Fengchen was a little confused. Asking me to choose a woman to sleep with? Are you crazy?

He looked up and stared at the remaining girls, then froze.

This girl seemed different from the others. She was a full 1.75 meters tall, dressed in white like snow, with a veil covering her face so her features were obscured. However, she exuded a cold aura, giving off a feeling that strangers should stay away. To make matters worse, she had upturned eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Qingmang Zhenren before looking at him again, revealing a hint of barely perceptible killing intent.

Zhou Fengchen got goosebumps all over. No wonder those men didn't choose her; this woman was a bit scary.

"What's wrong?" Master Qingmang asked, puzzled.

Before Zhou Fengchen could speak, the girl bowed, stepped forward, and pulled him away.

Zhou Fengchen swallowed hard, letting the girl pull him out the door. The girl's hands were soft on the back, but her palms seemed to have calluses that prickled. Sniffing the air, he noticed a faint scent of lavender emanating from her.

This woman...

Zhou Fengchen secretly opened his Heavenly Eye, and upon seeing it, he became even more curious. It was a human?

The girl walked briskly, pulling Zhou Fengchen through room after room, finally stopping in front of a secluded room. She opened the door, led him inside, and then slammed the door shut.

Zhou Fengchen looked around the room and was a little confused when he saw a woman's corpse lying on the floor. "You..."

The girl removed her veil, revealing a beautiful face. She looked to be about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, but still had that cold demeanor. Her upturned eyebrows gave her a dashing, heroic air. She coldly sized up Zhou Fengchen, "Who are you? You've got some nerve. If you hadn't been covered in demonic filth and mistaken for a demon, you'd be dead by now!"

Zhou Fengchen smiled and said, "I was going to ask you who you are?"

The girl frowned, then suddenly moved with lightning speed, grabbing at Zhou Fengchen's throat.

Zhou Fengchen was startled and dodged the attack, then grabbed at the girl's shoulder.

He thought he had it all figured out, but the girl reacted even faster. With a few deft movements of her fair hands, she knocked Zhou Fengchen's hand away with her left hand and slapped his wrist with her right.

"suck……"

A burning pain shot through his wrist. Zhou Fengchen took two steps back, inwardly shocked. This was the first time he'd ever lost a move. "That was tough! Let's go again!"

As he spoke, he assumed the starting stance of the "Dislocation and Tendon Separation" stance.

The girl sneered, "I don't have time to fight you. If you're human, stay inside and don't wander around, lest you ruin my plans."

As he spoke, he took out a green sword and a leather bag from under the table next to him, then turned and walked out.

Zhou Fengchen realized that this girl was probably a highly skilled individual who had infiltrated the area, and quickly said, "Wait a minute!"

The girl stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Zhou Fengchen said, "I sneaked in through the old osmanthus tree spirit's hiding place. I think three of my friends came in too. Do you know where they are? And where is this place?"

The girl nodded: "This is a demon's lair. The bald man is in the first room of the fifth row from the left, and his yang energy is being drained by the osmanthus tree demon. The father and son are in the third room of the fourth row. They've been stripped clean and are about to be steamed and eaten. You're good at martial arts. When things get chaotic here, rescue them. Keep heading south, and you'll be able to get out."

Before Zhou Fengchen could react, she ran out at lightning speed.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, then went out the door, using his lightness skill to mutter "the first room in the fifth row, the first room in the fifth row".

There were few people on the road, and the air was filled with a foul, fishy smell. When Zhou Fengchen arrived at the place, he found that the lights were on inside. As he got closer, he heard the monk Yuanzhi howling in pain from inside the room, like a pig being slaughtered. There was also an old voice laughing strangely, "heh heh."

Zhou Fengchen felt a chill run down his spine, thinking, "We're doomed. I wonder what state Yuanzhi Monk has been in." He kicked open the door and shouted, "You beast! Let go of that monk!"

Then... his cheeks twitched; it was too much to bear to look at.

Two people were entangled together in a "strange" way on the bed. One was a fat monk named Yuanzhi, and the other was an old witch with white hair and a youthful face. The old witch twisted and turned while calling him her darling.

Hearing the sound of the door being broken down, the old hag was startled. She turned around, opened her blood-red mouth, and stuck out a wet, slippery tongue, aiming straight for Zhou Fengchen's throat.