Suddenly, there was a gentle cry like a gossamer floating in the air, the voice was very poignant, and it seemed to be a woman crying: "My son, my son!"

With a "phew" sound, the stubble spitted on the ground and said, "The mourners are coming!"

Raise your voice and shout: "What are you crying for? I've been waiting here for a long time!"

The voice still cried out as if it were nothing: "My son, I think so hard for my mother!"

Shui Ning Luqi said, "Are you here for your mother?"

Hu Tu said angrily: "What my mother? Nonsense! This mother-in-law is the demon shadow ghost Tang Feitang, one of the 'four ghosts'!

Her word 'demon' is second! One day, my nickname of 'Shark Shadow Ghost Man' will be reversed against her!"

Shui Ninglu suddenly realized: "It turns out that the word 'demon' in the nickname is the second in the world, and he is the second ghost in the world!"

He asked, "So what is the nickname of the first ghost man, and what is the name of the fourth?"

Hu Tu Worm said ruthlessly: "Can you succeed if you ask a few words? Lao Tzu doesn't like to tell you!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice said in a faint voice: "The boss is called the Demon Shadow Ghost Man, and the fourth is called the Bird Shadow Ghost Man!"

Silently, another legend continues!

"Before you saw me, I was standing in the doorway over there, watching you," he said. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "I also watched other girls. They all seemed to be faces cast out of the same mold.

But you are different, the expression on your face is easy to understand. You're not putting your mind on your career, and I bet you're not thinking about our doctrine or hospital.

Your face is full of wanting to dance. I want to have a good time, but I can't do it. So you're going crazy. Let's be honest, am I not right?"

"Captain Zhou Bo, I don't have anything more to tell you. She told him as seriously as she could, trying to save some of the face she had lost.

"You have no right to insult a woman just by being a great adventurer who runs the blockade. ”

"Great adventurer running the blockade! This is a joke, please give me a little more precious time, and then tell me to go away without knowing it."

I don't want such a lovely little patriot to remain in a state of ignorance about my contribution to the doctrine of the Union. ”

"I'm not interested in listening to you blow it!"

"Running the blockade is a business for me, I've made a lot of money from it, and once I'm not making money anymore, I'm going to stop doing it. What do you think of this?"

"I think you're a shameless rascal who wants money -- just like those Southerners. ”

"Not bad," he grinned, "and the Southerners help me make money." No, last month I drove straight into the port of Golden City and loaded a shipload of goods. ”

"What!" cries out Stupid, very interested and excited.

"Won't they bomb you?"

"Of course not. There are Union patriots over there, and they're not against selling things to the Coalition to make a lot of money.

I drove my ship into the Golden City and sold goods to the Southerners, of course, very secretly. Then drive back again. When it was a bit dangerous, I changed places and went to Ginkgo Lake, where the same Union patriots had prepared gunpowder, bullets, and beautiful long dresses.

It's a little more convenient than going to the Platinum Empire. Sometimes, it's a little difficult to transport it into the Spirit Rat Tomb or the Immortal Heights—but you never think a little gold or silver can make a difference!"

"Well, I know the Southerners are bad, but I don't-"

"What's wrong with the Southerners betraying the Federation to make a few honest bucks? It doesn't matter at all. The result is the same anyway, they know that the alliance is always going to be defeated, so why not make a few bucks as soon as possible?"

"Defeat us?"

"Of course. ”

"Can you please go away - do I have to ask the unicorn cart to take me home to get rid of you?"

"What a fiery little traitor!" he said, grinning again, bowing, and walking away leisurely. Let her stand there with her chest bulging with anger alone.

A disappointment that even she did not understand, like the disappointment of a child when she saw her disillusioned, burned like a flame in her heart.

How dare he speak so charmingly of those who ran the blockade, how dare he say that the Union will be crushed! He should be shot for that alone - as a traitor.

She looked around the hall and looked at all the familiar faces, so brave and loyal to the face of believing in success, but somehow suddenly a cold chill hit her.

These people -- why, of course not! Even the idea itself is impossible, unfaithful.

"What are you two muttering?" Seeing that the customers were all gone, Weak turned to ask Dumb. "I'm embarrassed to see Lady Sweetheart staring at you all the time. Honey, do you know what she would say!"

"Well, this guy was so bad just now—an uncultured thing," said the stupid. "As for the old lady sweetheart, let her go. I'm impatient to be a fool for her. ”

"Why, stupid!" cried out weakly and angrily.

"Shhh “

The crowd fell silent again when the doctor raised his voice, and he thanked the ladies for their kind donations.

"Now, then, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to make a astonishing suggestion—a novelty that will shock some of you, but I ask you to remember that it is purely for the sake of the hospital, and for the sake of our hospital-lying lads. “

Everyone rushed forward to guess in advance what the silent doctor was about to make a startling suggestion.

"The ball is about to begin, and the first show is, of course, a pas de deux in the psychic sanctuary.

This was followed by a nocturnal requiem. Then there's the Holy Soul Wheel Dance, which will start with a psychic sanctuary dance.

"I know there's going to be a little competition for the lead of the pas de deux in the Psychic Sanctuary, so—" The doctor wiped his forehead and cast a funny look into the corner as his wife sat among the chaperones.

"Gentlemen, if you want to lead a psychic sanctuary pas de deux with a lady of your choosing, you have to pay her for it. I would like to be an auctioneer, and all the money from the sale will go to the hospital. “

Suddenly, all the fans that were waving stopped, and an excited hum filled the hall.

The corner where the chaperone was also in chaos, and Mrs. Raccoon was anxious to support her husband's proposal, but his new tricks were from the bottom of her heart.

So at a disadvantage, Mrs. Fava Bean, Mrs. Sweetheart, and Mrs. Honey all turned red with anger.

But suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the village regiment, and immediately the other uniforms echoed it.

The young girls applauded enthusiastically and jumped up in excitement.

"Don't you think it's- it's just- a bit like an auction servant?"

Weakly whispered, staring suspiciously at the well-defended doctor, who had always been a perfect figure in her eyes.

Stupid didn't say anything, yet her eyes were glowing, and her heart was clenching a little. If only she weren't a widow, if she were the same clumsy as before, dressed in apple green, with a dark green velvet ribbon on her chest, and glow-in-the-dark hair with moon-scented hairpins, walking gracefully outside the dance hall, then she would have led the pas de deux of the Psychic Sanctuary.

Yes, it will be!

That would cause more than a dozen men to compete with her for the doctor's price.

Now, now I can only force myself to sit here as a wallflower, and see Xiangxiang or the sleeping insect lead the first pas de deux as the beauties of Fengyun Valley!

Suddenly, out of the noise came the voice of a small vigilante, and he said in a very distinct fairy tone, "Please allow me to ask for a sleeping worm for 30 gold coins?" “

The sleeping insect brushed the ground and blushed, and hurriedly lay on Xiangxiang's shoulder, and the two of them crossed their necks to hide their faces, eating and laughing, and at this time there were many other voices shouting other people's names and proposing different prices.

Dr. Raccoon was grinning again, and he didn't pay any attention to the indignant discussions of the hospital women's committee sitting in the corner.

At first, Mrs. Sweetheart categorically announced that her daughter Sleepworm would never participate in such an event. However, when the name of the sleeping bug was shouted more and the price was raised to 80 gold coins, her protest began to slacken.

Clumsy leaned on the counter with his elbows propped up, and saw the crowd around the music stage laughing and shouting excitedly, waving a large number of Northern Holy Soul Alliance banknotes, and couldn't help but blush and burn.

Now, all of them were going to dance—except for her and the old ladies.

Now, everyone can have fun, except for her.

When she found Zhou Bo standing under the doctor, he saw her before he could change the expression on his face.

One of the corners of his mouth drooped, and an eyebrow curled up. She tilted her chin and turned her head to ignore him, when she heard her name being called, and her voice overrode all the others.

"Mrs. Angry Bag - 160 gold coins - gold coins. As soon as the crowd heard the amount and the name, they fell silent.

Clumsy was so frightened that he could barely move. She sat there, her chin in her hands, her eyes wide.

The people turned to look at her together. She saw the doctor leaning down from the stage and whispering something in Zhou Bo's ear, maybe it was to say that she was still mourning, so it was not good to come out to dance, she saw Zhou Bo shrug his shoulders lazily.

"How about you pick another beauty?" asked the doctor.

"No," Zhou Bo replied clearly. He glanced at the crowd unconcernedly, "Mrs. Angry Bag." ”

"That's impossible, I tell you," said the doctor impatiently. "Madame Angry Bag won't—"

Clumsy hears a voice, but doesn't recognize it at first as her own voice.

"I do!"

She jumped up, but her heart was pounding violently, and she was afraid that she would not be able to stand steadily, and she was so excited because she was again the center of everyone's attention, and the girl who was most desired by the whole audience, and, best of all, she could dance again.

"Oh, I don't care what they say! I don't care!" she murmured, with a wonderful frenzy all over her body, and she walked out of the stall with her head raised, her heels pounding like castanets, and at the same time shaking off the glow-in-the-dark silk fan.

Suddenly, she saw the weak and suspicious face, the expression on the face of the escort, the anxious girls, and the enthusiastic praise of the soldiers.

Then she came to the dance floor, and at the same time Zhou Bo walked through the crowd towards her, with a mocking smile on his face, but she didn't care—even if he was the Spirit Emperor himself!

She's going to dance again.

She's going to do that psychic sanctuary pas de deux.

She gave him a low curtsy and a coquettish smile.

He placed his hand on his chest in a crumpled shirt and bowed.

The band conductor who was originally stunned immediately remembered to cover up the scene, so he shouted: "Pick your dance partner and prepare to dance the pas de deux of the Psychic Sanctuary!"

So the band played the most beautiful dance music with a bang.

"How dare you call me such a showman?" Captain Zhou Bo. ”

"But, you obviously came up with this limelight. Mrs. Angry Bag. ”

"Why did you shout my name in front of everyone?"

"You could have refused. ”

"But—I'm here for the sake of doctrine. Since you've given so much gold, I can't just take care of myself. Everybody's looking at us. Please don't laugh. ”

"They're going to see it anyway. Please don't come up with any kind of nonsense to talk nonsense to me. Since you want to dance, I gave you this opportunity, this is the march of the last dance step of the pas de deux, isn't it?"

"yes - really, it's time for me to stop and rest. ”

"Why, did I step on your foot?"

"No—but they'll talk about me. ”

"Do you really care about that—is that what you think in your heart?"

"Hmm-"

"You're not committing a crime, are you? Why don't you dance the Requiem with me?"

"But if my mom would—"

"It turned out to be tied to my mother's crony. ”

"I hate it, well, you always say that virtue is worthless. ”

"But morality is worthless, are you afraid of people talking about it?"

"No-but-well, let's not talk about that, thank goodness the Requiem has begun. Pas de deux always makes me breathless. ”

"Don't avoid my question, do you think it doesn't matter what others say?"

"Well, if you want me to answer, I'll say--it doesn't matter! But a girl usually cares about that, but tonight, I don't care. ”

"That's right, you're thinking for yourself, not letting someone else think for you." That's when it started to get smarter. ”

"Well, but—"

"Once you've got so much talk like this, you'll understand that it doesn't matter. Come to think of it, there is no family in the Spirit Rat Mound that is willing to receive it (to be continued.) )