Thick fog filled with the aura of the evil god!

It's very similar to the evil fog in the small fishing village before.

Mo Hua felt vaguely in his heart that he was getting closer and closer to what he wanted.

There is probably an altar hidden in the thick fog spreading across the Yanshui River.

Moreover, this aura is much stronger than that of the Bishan Demon Cave and the altar of the River Temple in the fishing village.

This altar is absolutely extraordinary!

Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

But at the same time, there was a warning sign in his heart, as if there was something "terrible" hidden in the thick fog and inside the altar, and there was some unknown danger.

"What could it be..."

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

The spirit boat continued to drive deep into the thick fog, surrounded by the all-pervasive night, which was gloomy and somewhat depressing.

After a long time, the spirit boat stopped.

The dense fog seems to have lightened up a bit.

But the spirit of Mo Hua was a little bit eager to move, as if there was something that was constantly teasing his inner desires.

This kind of teasing is very subtle. If Mo Hua hadn't mastered the Jingshen Sword and Blood Hell Eye Techniques and sensed the seven souls of life, he might not have been able to detect such subtle changes in the level of the soul.

"The fog has faded, but the desire has become stronger."

"The fog outside is thick to prevent people from prying..."

"The fog inside seems to have faded, but it is secretly seducing people's 'desire' and making people excited..."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

After the spirit boat stopped, there was no movement outside. After a while, someone suddenly knocked on the door and whispered:

"Dear guest, please close the door and not go out."

Mo Hua glanced at Ye Hong, who also frowned and didn't know what was going on.

It was also his first time here, so he didn't know what the rules were and what secrets were hidden in this Rouge Boat.

"Let's wait in the room and wait and see what happens..." Mo Hua said.

"Yeah." Ye Hong nodded.

After a while, there was the sound of water outside the house again, sparsely, from far to near.

It seemed that other ships were approaching, and then there were light footsteps, as if someone was boarding the ship.

From the ink painting, one can faintly sense a fragrant smell of powder, and it must be a group of women boarding the boat.

At the same time, there are also light and charming sounds floating around, one after another, attracting people's hearts.

Mo Hua frowned, knowing in his heart that Yan Zhizhou's "business" might have begun...

After another incense stick, the movement outside stopped.

Then someone knocked on the door again, "Thank you for your kindness. Your distinguished guest has been waiting for a long time. Let's have dinner now."

The person outside the door only said one sentence, and then left. Then he knocked on the next door and repeated the same words, "You've been waiting for a long time, it's time to have dinner."

Footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Everyone went out and went to the hall.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said to Ye Hong: "I'm going to take a look. You... just stay here and don't go out yet."

Although Ye Hong is at the pinnacle of foundation building, in Rouge Boat, this level of cultivation is nothing at all.

Moreover, with his appearance, one can tell at a glance that he is a leisurely elder who stays in the family all year round and manages family affairs, rarely doing anything with others. His experience and means of killing are very limited.

Not to mention, he still has the hatred of his children and is depressed. If he encounters any situation, he may not be able to control his emotions and act calmly.

Therefore, it is better to stay in the cabin and not go out.

Ye Hong did not want to stay because of his children's hatred, but he was not a reckless person. He knew that he knew very little about this matter, and blindly inquiring about it was likely to be counterproductive and ruin the matter. Therefore, he just gritted his teeth, handed over to Mo Hua and said:

"Then...please leave it to me, young master."

Ye Hong bowed deeply to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua nodded, then restrained his breath and slowly opened the door.

The moment the door was opened, there was a scent of powder and powder that hit your face, mixed with the thick fog, and intertwined with the desires in the fog, making your heart feel unbearable.

Ink painting requires introspection, holding one's breath and guarding the heart, and abandoning distracting thoughts. This suppresses the worldly desires and purifies the mind.

There were already many people outside the door, gathering in twos and threes and walking towards the hall.

Mo Hua, who was wearing boy's clothes, followed quietly.

The monks along the way were excited by their desires, but no one paid attention to the ink paintings.

Before reaching the hall, you could hear the faint sound of dance music. After walking for a while, Mo Hua looked up and saw that the place where the stage was set up for opera had changed.

A group of gorgeous women, covered with hazy veils and thin clothes, danced gracefully to the strings.

Under the gauze, the body as white as snow is looming.

The people in the hall looked at it with salivating eyes and were mesmerized.

The ink painting also stared blankly for a while, and then became a little bored.

That's it?

If you don't dress properly and show off your posture, what's so good about you?

Mo Hua shook his head.

But when you get to the lobby, you naturally have to observe the situation.

Mo Hua continued to pretend to be his little boy, calmed down his breath, and stood in the corner. Occasionally, he would bring tea and pour a glass of wine, which was not inconsistent with the rules at all.

The hall was already crowded and noisy, and no one could see through him.

Mo Hua just observed silently.

After looking at it for a while, he probably saw some clues.

This is a "business", the women on the stage are all "goods", and the so-called singing and dancing are just a means for the goods to display themselves.

As goods, they are naturally divided into grades.

The women on the stage are also divided into three, six or nine grades. They have different "status" and the monks they receive are also different.

Mo Hua is not sure whether they were all really forced.

Through a few glances, Mo Hua could only roughly judge that some of the women were indeed forced.

Although they were covered by veils, there was a layer of sorrow between their brows and eyes, and they were obviously unwilling.

But others are different.

Some of them have indifferent faces and don't take it seriously, some are used to it, and some have other agendas, their eyebrows are wandering, and they are trying to flatter men in every possible way.

There are even women who look happy.

It seems that because of her appearance, so many men are addicted and pursued, and she feels vain and narcissistic.

"The human heart is indeed very complicated..."

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

In addition to women, there are also differences among men in the field.

Some people do come just to have fun and have a good time.

They ate delicious food, drank fine wine, and watched the women dancing on the stage with fascinated expressions.

Some people looked at it with salivation in their eyes. They called the boy and called her name to the woman dancing on the stage. The boy nodded and went down to make arrangements.

After that, the man got up and went back to his room. There was also a different woman dancing on the stage.

Although Mo Hua didn't quite understand what happened after returning to the room, he could probably guess it.

This is a type of man.

There are also some disciples who are completely different.

Their interest is obviously not in women, but in holding wine glasses, toasting, flattering and trying to make friends.

They form cliques among themselves.

The boundary between Qianxue and the sect is a circle.

Private friendships between disciples from different sects and different aristocratic families are another circle.

Outside, visiting guests and making friends are just ordinary friendships.

But here, drinking together and doing romantic things together are naturally an extraordinary bond.
To be continued...