Lijiang, as a tourist attraction, has driven the rapid development of local economy in recent years.

Although a lot of black information has been revealed in recent years, it has no impact on the local passenger flow. Let alone the word "city of love affairs", it can attract countless young people, and the most famous is a series of bar streets. Every night, it becomes a paradise.

When you come to Lijiang with your luggage on your back and enjoy the beautiful scenery, if you can still have a perfect encounter, even if you don't come in vain, in fact, there are not many single men and women who travel for this purpose, usually men. After all, you can have a girlfriend in the process of travel. When the trip is over, you don't need to be responsible. Don't talk about others, Even master Wen, who came to Lijiang with the song, was eager to try. He didn't mean to be an old man.

A long time ago, Gaoge also had a dream, that is, when he made money, he came to Lijiang, and then opened an inn to stay in this spring like place for a lifetime, which is also a kind of enjoyment.

But now, the idea has long vanished.

Compared with living here, Gao Ge wants to kill here more.

After arriving at Lijiang, it was already dark here.

Under the guidance of master Wen, Gao Ge really came to the inn on this side of bar street.

"This way?" Asked the singer.

Master Wen nodded.

"Can you determine the basic orientation?" He asked again.

Master Wen looked at the song, smiled bitterly and said, "you're embarrassing me. I can only say that they won't have an error of 100 meters from us, but it's not enough if they are too specific."

This principle is quite simple. It is equivalent to using mobile phone navigation before singing. It is easy to deviate if it is too close.

"How can we find them accurately?" Asked the singer.

Master Wen smiled and said, "let's not worry for the moment. Anyway, we have come. Let's stay first. What's more, since their ghost sect disciples come here, they must not be tourists. As long as they start doing things, it's easy for us to catch them."

With these words, master Wen walked into an inn.

Singing for a while, speechless.

Looking at master Wen's leisurely appearance, singing more and more doubted whether the little old man really couldn't find a specific location or pretended not to find it. His purpose is to play here for a period of time.

In general, Lijiang tourism is booked in advance. Naturally, Gao Ge and master Wen are not prepared for this, so they ran to three inns in succession and found a room with only one bed. Fortunately, there are island style tatami on the ground. Gao Ge immediately carried forward the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, gave the tatami to master Wen, and himself fell on the bed, The good name is that master Wen is old. It's better not to climb high and low.

In this regard, master Wen said it was difficult to accept. He jumped and wanted to prove to Gao Ge that the bed only half a meter high was not high in his eyes, but Gao Ge never gave him this opportunity for fear that he might fall accidentally.

"Sing, are you going too far when you say we're all here and don't go out?" Asked master Wen.

Singing without talking.

"Moreover, it's still early now. We can't do anything to stay in the inn. We'll find it when we go out." Master Wen continued.

Singing for a while, he nodded, "then go out."

Out of the inn, there is the bar street, of which there are many Qing bars, that is, an is quiet, listening to songs and drinking.

When Gao Ge and master Wen sat down, a girl in cool clothes immediately sat down.

"Handsome boy, you are so unique."

Singing a little confused, he didn't understand. Has his appearance really been high enough to let the girl take the initiative to chat up?

"Why am I unique?"

"The first time I saw someone come to the bar, I took my father with me."

Sing: "

Master Wen was enjoying himself.

It's also good to be able to take advantage of singing once.

"He's not my father." Sing and say with a black face.

"Is that your grandpa?"

"I'm your grandpa!" Sing and blow up.

The girl was startled, then very angry, stood up and left.

"You should be glad that the other party didn't splash water on your face." Sitting on the side, master Wen said with a sad look, "sing, you're in a wrong state! Girls naturally need to be treated gently. How can you have a girlfriend?"

Sang a sneer and ignored him.

"Look at me." Master Wen looked like a hunter who had long aimed at his prey. Holding a wine glass, he sat next to another woman.

The woman was wearing a pair of tight jeans, the perfect curve of her legs was highlighted, and her upper body was a red T-shirt. The pattern on the T-shirt showed a beautiful D effect, which most people really couldn't wear, especially the kind of a-up girl.

"Grandpa, what do you want to do? Touch porcelain?" The woman turned her face and looked at master Wen, who was about thirty years old, standing with braids and two ring earrings hanging from her ears. She was cold and arrogant. At this time, she was looking at master Wen with vigilant eyes.

Master Wen's expression is calm and calm. It seems that he hasn't met such opening remarks once or twice.

"Beauty, can I buy you a drink?" Master Wen said with a smile.

The woman shook her head decisively.

"Why?" Master Wen looked puzzled.

"Who's to drink?" The woman stood up and left.

Master Wen was dazed.

It's fun to sing.

Originally, I came to Lijiang with a heavy heart. Now I feel much better. It's good to see Master Wen being so "humiliated".

As soon as the woman left, a little girl in her twenties came to master Wen.

Master Wen's previous depression was swept away and he was immediately in high spirits.

"Sir, buy me a drink!" The girl has short hair and looks very youthful. She is wearing super shorts. Her T-shirt is also a little short, revealing a small cut of her stomach. It is very flat without any fat. She speaks in a delicate voice. Master Wen only feels that her bones are crisp all over her body.

"Good, good!" Master Wen snapped his fingers. "Give this beauty a drink... What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever!"

"That's all right!"

Then they talked.

Sing and gape.

Are all the little girls so degenerate now?

Looking at the two, old and young, talking and laughing. I don't know what master Wen played. The girl smiled and stretched out her hand. Master Wen immediately sat upright and took the girl's hand to help her read her palm.

"Little girl, you miss the old man!" He said with a serious face.

The girl was shaking with laughter.

Then the girl held out another hand.

"Look at palms. One hand is enough." Master Wen explained.

"Sir, I mean, five thousand." The girl said with a smile.

Master Wen: "