"Old ancestor, two years ago, you gave instructions to Mrs. Hua Zhu's close-fitting clothing that Mrs. Hua Zhu pays attention to, but now it has just begun to show results. A few days ago, my disciples went to Qianqiu Yuefu to be a guest, and all the fairies there could not let go. If this channel is connected, Qianqiu Yuefu will drive out the fame, we can at least eat 20% of the Yingyang Fairy Palace's income..."

Outer house, conference hall.

Most of the disciples and grandchildren of Taohuatan have left, leaving only a beautiful cultivator who has reported his duties to the ancestor.

Cui Yingying was wearing a dignified and noble dark green ancestor skirt, sitting upright on the main seat. On the small table in front of her, there were a few mahogany trays, neatly placed folded clothes and rolled stockings, colorful and colorful.

This kind of small object that cannot be used on the table seems irrelevant and should not be brought to the ancestor, but it is not.

On the path of practice, magical instruments and robes with extremely long service life and a little more expensive magical instruments can be immortal for thousands of years under the meditation and maintenance of monks; even if the realm is not used, it will flow into the market and change hands again.

The quality is too good and the replacement rate is extremely low, so these things are destined to be low in sales and not making money; the economic pillars in the sect have to be supported by fast-in and fast-out consumables.

The small clothes and stockings placed in the tray have three elements: low cost, average quality, and high praise. As long as the sales are opened, it will be a mountain of gold.

The female cultivator knelt in front of the case and introduced to the ancestor so diligently that she wanted to get the ancestor's approval when she was "faced with the saint" and allocate funds to her to shop under several large markets in Huajunzhou to specialize in this item.

Cui Yingying looked solemn, her eyes wandered on the table, and she sighed softly:

"The monks nowadays, alas... I just let Hua Zhu let go, this is too..."

Although Cui Yingying was wearing under her clothes, she was much more sexy than the things on the table.

But in front of disciples, you still have to show your "conservative thoughts" to avoid losing the demeanor of your elders.

The female cultivator knew that these things were too ‘vulgar’ and could not get into the eyes of the old-school immortals, and was a little nervous:

"The way of practice is also keeping pace with the times. Nowadays, the tower is well connected, and many fairies like to use the moon in the water to perform dance music. The atmosphere is indeed somewhat 'human hearts are not as good as the past'. But when doing business in the way of practice, disciples think they still have to follow the crowd. If we don't do this business, others may take over..."

The middle-aged female cultivator said, picking up a black bra with peach blossom embroidery patterns on it and presenting it to the Peach Blossom Lord:

"The ancestor can actually try this thing..."

Cui Yingying narrowed her eyes slightly, and the female cultivator quickly shrank her hand back and said respectfully:

"It's a disciple who is disrespectful, so please don't blame me."

Cui Yingying felt speechless. If she hadn't been the ancestor, she would have opened her clothes and said a few words:

Don't have some eyesight, so small, can I wear it?

And this black rag, black rag, and the slutty slings and socks of my own?

But Cui Yingying definitely didn't dare to do this. She shook her head slightly and said:

"Do as you want. But these things are a bit tacky, so improve them, well...Who do you think are the audiences of these objects?"

The female cultivator was stunned: "These are women's clothes, the prices are high and fancy, so the audience is naturally the female cultivator in the sect."

Cui Yingying shook her head slightly: "Think about it carefully."

The female cultivator blinked, thought carefully, and felt a little moved:

"man?"

Cui Yingying made a master gesture of seeing through the world and nodded in praise:

"Everything depends on the essence. It is the way of nature to attract men and women. It doesn't matter whether a female cultivator likes or not. If a woman likes it, and a woman is praised and sought after, she will naturally fall in love with it. If a woman doesn't want to buy it, men will save money and buy it for a Taoist couple."

The female cultivator suddenly realized and hurriedly said:

"It's still my ancestor who is aware of his disciples. Well... The disciple's Taoist couple is a lump of wood. I don't know what kind of clothes does normal men like to wear for women?"

??

It's so slutty...

Cui Yingying felt that this disciple was exiled to be a shopkeeper in a foreign country. It was not unreasonable. Even if she knew, could she talk to her disciples?

Cui Yingying took a breath and stared at the silly disciple without saying a word.

“…”

After a moment of stunned silence, the female cultivator suddenly realized that the ancestor had no Taoist partner, how could he know the man's quirks?

"It's the disciple who made a mistake, so I'll go back and think about it myself. Well... the new shop specializes in these clothes. It must have a nice and loud sign. The disciple is dull and can't think of it. I wonder if the ancestor can..."

Cui Yingying was actually very concerned about bellyband stockings, and thought about it and said:

"It's called 'Huaquantang'."

"Huaquantang..."

The female cultivator didn't understand the meaning, but the word "Huaquan" is indeed a name suitable for women's close-fitting clothing, so she nodded quickly and said respectfully.

Cui Yingying sat upright, and after all the disciples were finished, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her shoulders drooped, her arms spread out and stretched her waist:

"Uh~...I'm so exhausted..."

The force was too strong, almost unraveling the overwhelmed clothes.

After putting down his arm, Cui Yingying picked up the wine gourd from under the table, opened the plug, "ton tons~" and the two of them got up and ran to the back house, and found her beloved husband, who looked like a white-collar worker who had just gotten off work and ran to find her boyfriend.

After a while of busyness, it was already the second half of the night. The Thunder Cliff Market outside the mansion was still brightly lit, and the scent of grilled fish could be vaguely smelled.

Cui Yingying ran to the Qi training room where Yutang was silently located. The purpose was to encourage Tangtang to have an affair, so she could relax.

But when I came to the Qi training room, I found that the room was empty and there was no one in the figure.

?!

Cui Yingying frowned and felt something was not good - Yutang was not so unfaithful, so she went to steal it alone, right?

Wouldn't she be afraid that Lingye will run into him?

Cui Yingying noticed something was wrong, so she quickly passed through the Hanghuamen and came to the back house. She walked around - Jiang Yi, Qingwan, Guagua were not there. She probably went to eat grilled fish, but Lingye's courtyard was still on.

Cui Yingying carefully came to Lingye's courtyard and looked at it briefly.

The sparse cries of insects make the courtyard surrounded by flowers and plants look quieter. The bedroom is lit, but the obstruction array is unfolded, so you can know what it is doing inside without thinking.

Could it be that Yutang is also inside?

This woman is so reckless?

Thinking of "Rang", Cui Yingying suddenly felt that nothing was impossible, and her eyes became quite strange.

You should know that in Cui Yingying's estimate, it will take at least three months for Zuo Lingquan to come back to force himself and put the master and apprentice side by side.

This is the first night!

Cui Yingying was half-believing and half-doubted, and wanted to get close to look, but she was afraid that Yutang would feel too strong, so she ran away when she found something strange.

In order to confirm the speculation, Cui Yingying was also willing to do so. She tried her best to find out that Lingye had cooked her and Zuo Lingquan had already cooked her rice. She rushed to the window of the bedroom from outside the courtyard wall.

Sa--

With the sound of the wind breaking, Cui Yingying opened the window, fell into the bedroom, and quickly closed it.

And a rapid voice also appeared in my ears:

"Woooo~~"

The woman's humming sounded, but it immediately stopped again, and it changed to two screams:

"ah……"

"Sister Yingying? You..."

Cui Yingying's movements were flowing. As soon as she landed, she rushed to the front of the Qian Machine Tool and raised her hand to lift the curtain.

Swish-

The scene that catches your eyes... is hard to describe!

Lingye was lying on the pillow with the fox ears. The big moon was raised high, and his forehead was covered with fragrant sweat. He looked at her in surprise.

Zuo Lingquan knelt behind Lingye, holding Yingying's waist with both hands and widened his eyes.

Cui Yingying blinked, her face turned red with a visible naked eye.

Lingye was confused and thought that Jiang Yi and Qingwan would come to check the rounds, but never expected Cui Yingying to come and use this violent way to open the window.

Lingye had no time to cover up, so he froze directly at this time.

Zuo Lingquan was also a little shocked, but fortunately it was his wife, so he was not too panicked. He smiled:

"Sister Yingying...hey? Where is Yutang?"

Zuo Lingquan had just entered and exited twice, turned to look at Yutang who was lying next to him to rest, but found that he was empty.

Lingye turned his head, his shocked expression turned into confusion, and he raised his hand to lift the quilt and searched it.

Cui Yingying was ashamed of not knowing what to do. Seeing the reaction of the two, she realized something was wrong. Before she could ask, she found that she was pushed and fell directly on the bed and crashed into Zuo Lingquan's arms.

Bo~

I don’t know why such a sound came out, but Cui Yingying felt like she was sitting in a not-so-smooth place.

"ah!"

Cui Yingying didn't have time to pay attention to these details and quickly looked back, but saw Shangguan Yutang wearing a golden dragon scale dress, maintaining a Valkyrie posture that could not be disobeyed, standing outside the tent and looking at her coldly with her eyes.

"Master?"
To be continued...