Chapter 166 Senior Brother Lu

Lu Fuyue pursed her lips and looked around. It was indeed a bit strange, but compared to the outside, this place was probably relatively clean.

So she stepped inside, while Song Zhou followed closely behind her, saying, "Hey, Senior Brother Lu, wait for me, wait for me."

After the two went inside, they saw an old man with white hair and a thin body sitting at the counter, using an abacus.

A hoarse, rough voice rang out, "How many rooms would you two like?"

Before Lu Fuyue could speak, Song Zhou preemptively said to the old man, "Naturally, it's one room."

Lu Fuyue glanced at him indifferently and said, word by word, "Two rooms, each pay their own."

Song Zhou's expression changed drastically, and he looked pitifully at Lu Fuyue, "Senior Brother Lu, I... I'm out of spirit stones. How about we share a room? Not only can we save spirit stones, but we can also keep each other company."

Lu Fuyue ignored him and walked over to the old man. "Shopkeeper, how many spirit stones would it cost for a superior room and a inferior room?"

He continued working on his abacus without looking up, and after a moment he finally spoke, "A total of one hundred and twenty high-grade spirit stones."

Song Zhou rushed forward, his eyes filled with disbelief, "What, one hundred and twenty high-grade spirit stones?"

"Why don't you just rob it?"

Lu Fuyue didn't care about these things. For her, anything that could be solved with spirit stones wasn't a problem, because she had never lacked these things since she was a child, not to mention that she had several rare spirit veins in her space.

Soon, Lu Fuyue took out spirit stones from her spatial storage and placed them on the counter, then followed the servant upstairs.

Upon hearing that a superior room and a inferior room would cost a total of 120 high-grade spirit stones, Song Zhou couldn't help but go up to the innkeeper to argue.

"Shopkeeper, you're not trying to rip us off, are you? How can it be so expensive?"

Normally, ten high-grade spirit stones would be enough for their sect to use for quite a while, let alone more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones.

The shopkeeper ignored him and continued working on his abacus with his head down.

Just as Song Zhou was about to continue arguing, Lu Fuyue turned around and glanced at him, saying calmly, "Hurry up and follow."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhou paused, then turned and jogged to Lu Fuyue's side, cautiously saying, "Senior Brother Lu, how about I follow you around and become your little brother? I don't need much, you just need to take care of my food, clothing, lodging, and transportation, plus one hundred high-grade spirit stones every month."

"Senior Brother Lu, if you think it's too expensive, how about fifty high-grade spirit stones per month?"

"If fifty isn't enough, I'll give you a discount. How about twenty high-grade spirit stones a month?"

The person beside her kept chattering incessantly, but Lu Fuyue didn't even glance at him. The two followed the servant leading the way upstairs, finally stopping at the door of the rightmost room on the third floor.

The servant bowed respectfully. "Master Lu, this is your superior room."

"As for this Master Song's inferior room, it's still at the very top."

"Master Song, please come with me."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Song Zhou suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, recalling the eerie scene he had just witnessed outside the inn. A cold shiver ran down his back, and he couldn't help but lean towards Lu Fuyue. "Senior Brother Lu, how about... how about I sleep with you? I can keep you company and chat with you, what do you think?"

Lu Fuyue turned away from his leaning body. "It's possible, but what will you offer in exchange?"

Song Zhou's face stiffened, then he grinned and tried to put his arm around Lu Fuyue's neck. "We're such good friends, senior brother, you can't just separate us, can you? You've forgotten how we used to sleep in the same bed when we were little, and back then you could only fall asleep while holding me."

Lu Fuyue's eyes turned cold. She grabbed his outstretched hand and swiftly kicked him into the room. "Do you only shut up when you're asking for a beating?"

Song Zhou was kicked to the ground. He rubbed his buttocks and got up again, his face full of flattery. "Senior brother, senior brother, don't be angry. I was just joking. In my heart and in my eyes, senior brother is a young genius with unparalleled handsome looks and unmatched talent."

"Why would any of my fellow disciples bother with a petty person like me, right?"

"What if I insist on arguing about it?"

This was the first time Lu Fuyue had ever encountered such a shameless person. She slammed the door shut, quickly keeping the servant outside.

At this moment, Song Zhou's playful smile gradually disappeared. He quickly walked to the door and pressed himself against it, then looked through the crack in the door. However, the next second, a pair of cold, empty eyes met his gaze directly.

Song Zhou's expression changed drastically. She instinctively wanted to scream, but Lu Fuyue gagged her with a rag she had somehow obtained, and then threw her onto the bed.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. Once he calmed down, Song Zhou realized that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Song Zhou patted his chest, pulled the cloth out of his mouth, and gasped for breath. He was truly terrified just now; if it weren't for Senior Brother Lu, he might be finished.

Thinking of this, Song Zhou looked gratefully at Lu Fuyue sitting at the table, "Senior Brother Lu, thank you very much this time."

Lu Fuyue looked around the room. It had everything she could need, but everything looked old and strange. Especially the dressing table by the window, which had a bronze mirror inlaid with red jade and a red plum blossom hairpin.

Layers of red curtains hung around the bed, so thin they resembled gauze. Not only that, but the bedding on the bed was also entirely red. Everything in the room slowly turned red.

Song Zhou also sensed something was wrong. He jumped out of bed and hid behind Lu Fuyue, looking around fearfully. "Senior Brother Lu, this room... it looks so much like..."

Lu Fuyue's eyes turned cold. "Shut up!" Then she quickly raised her hand and made a hand seal to shut Song Zhou's mouth.

Song Zhou looked at Lu Fuyue in confusion, but when he saw the large amount of blood slowly flowing in from the crack in the door, his eyes widened in shock.

Lu Fuyue looked up at him and suddenly asked, "Your virginity is still intact, isn't it?"

Song Zhou's face flushed instantly, and he lowered his head somewhat awkwardly. He was a man who valued his integrity, and he would only give his first time to his future Daoist partner.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Fuyue quickly guessed that his virginity was still intact.