Maybe it's because he not only saw it, but also acted it out in person.

Fairy Han doesn't seem to like watching the plays she has acted in.

But it doesn't matter. Student Li claims to have access to hundreds of films, and his inventory is quite amazing - I'm not referring to the ones on his hard drive or in his browsing history.

"Bingtuozi seems to prefer watching anime and is not too interested in movies."

"She watched 5 Centimeters per Second very seriously, and she also loved to drink Coke and eat potato chips..."

Li Mo came out of the room smacking his lips. The taste of potato chips had faded now.

But it wasn't the taste of potato chips that he was smacking.

Not long after I went downstairs, I happened to meet Zhong Zhenyue and Xie Xuan. They were planning to go to Fengyue Cottage to open the door, and they were enjoying it very much.

"Brother Li, you just got up. When I saw no one in your room just now, I thought you went to the sword furnace again."

Zhong Zhenyue couldn't help but be curious.

He has been watching all this these days. The Hidden Dragon Conference is over, but Brother Li is still running to the Sword Furnace every day. It's so exciting that it makes his scalp tingle. He can't stand his own laziness any more.

If Fengyue Xiaozhu didn’t make so much money.

"It's not like today is the only day he's not in his room."

Xie Xuan was chewing some grass roots.

Why does the bitterness that has faded away in these days seem to come back to my mind again?

"Brother Li, forgive me for being blunt, but love is long and heroes are short-lived. Although the beauty you are facing is irresistible to everyone, you can't continue to degenerate like this. I tell you."

Xie Xuan's tone was full of emotion.

Li Mo: “?”

Is this the reason you abuse your power and wash your feet several times a day?

"We were just watching a movie."

"What is a movie?"

"Why...."

Xie Xuan felt insulted when Xiao Li looked at him with a slightly pitying look.

Zhong Zhenyue didn’t understand and was full of curiosity.

So as he walked out, Li Mo took out some potato chips and said:

"Well, it's just the two of us, watching operas and storytelling together, and eating some snacks, like popcorn and potato chips."

Li Mo was calm and composed, with a righteous look on his face.

It’s no secret that chips and popcorn can get your fingers dirty.

But Bingtuozi's bare hands can't do that.

The snacks were given to Bingtuozi, so he has to find something to eat, right? !

Is this reasonable? I don’t care if it’s reasonable or not!

"Brother Li got the top spot, but he finally slacked off." Zhong Zhenyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Dad has been looking at him and sighing every day recently.

He heard the sigh that one must be compared to others. After seeing other younger generations being more outstanding, the more he looked at his own silly son, the angrier he became.

Lao Zhong felt that this was not going to work.

"Brother Li, from now on, how about I call you foster father and you call me brother? We can talk about our own affairs."

"Clam?"

Looking at the serious Zhong Zhenyue, Li Mo didn't quite understand what genius idea came out of Zhong's little head.

Even a genius like him couldn't figure it out.

Xie Xuan showed a wicked smile, the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than a pig during Chinese New Year:

"Then Xiao Zhong must call me uncle, right?"

Li Mo thought about it, shook his head and said, "No, it's the other way around."

"?"

"Old Du and I cut off a chicken's head, burned yellow paper, and swore brotherhood. Your master's own seniority may not be enough."

"????"

Seeing Xie Xuan's confused face, Li Mo decided to keep the secret hidden in Chuntian for the time being and not tell Master Xie about it. Xie Xuan's journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. What exactly happened?

Otherwise, Xie Xuan would inevitably be beaten like a grandson.

By that time, there will be such a big gap in generation, how can we still be brothers?

"This should also be an investment, and I put a lot of effort into it. Why doesn't the system calculate it for me?"

Li Mo followed him into the carriage.

"Brother Li, what are you doing here?"

"She's practicing. I'll go to the store with you guys to take a look."

First of all, Xiao Li has absolutely no messy thoughts. He is a gentleman from the bottom of his heart this time.

Fengyue Cottage is now one of the sources of his power for all living beings and investment feedback.

But now he lacks both.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang is still stuck in the small world and cannot be pulled out.

He felt that if one day his physical strength became stronger, and he wore golden chain mail, lotus silk cloud-walking shoes, and a phoenix-wing purple gold crown, he would be able to bless all living beings with his power.

Maybe you can give it a try.

....

Fengyue Cottage.

In the private room on the third floor, a middle-aged man wearing half a mask and dressed like a businessman, looking like a wealthy businessman, was the first to go upstairs.

Behind him was Luo Yesen and a young man dressed in luxurious clothes, with a Qilin pendant hanging around his waist and a mountain crown on his head, looking gentle and elegant.

"Why has this Fengyue Cottage been changed?"

The young man looked dissatisfied.

"Mr. Song has been studying sage books in the Imperial Academy for a long time, and he has not heard anything about the outside world. He does not know that this place has changed its owner, so it has changed into this state."

The Blood Refining Hall Master kept a very humble attitude.

"Oh? You didn't report it to the Ministry of Rites. I'd like to see if this place complies with the etiquette."

Fengyue Cottage was originally the property of the Fourth Prince, but all brothels and other properties in the imperial capital were under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites.

Even at the beginning, this place was directly under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, and the wives and daughters of convicted officials would be sent there.

All brothels in the imperial capital have a common backer, the Ministry of Rites.

The Minister of Rites also had the surname Song.

"I heard it was quite polite, but it was too polite."

Luo also sighed first.

Why not change it into a mahjong parlor?

"Whatever happens, it's up to Mr. Song to decide. Please."

The Blood Refining Hall Master was the first to enter the third floor.

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