Chapter 273: Sour Poetry Passing By

Qu Yi's heart tossed and turned, and he couldn't help but secretly admire the dust, and he could be enlightened in ignorance.

Immediately, he also sighed that the glass bottle was "exquisite", and he was able to use hexagonal snowflakes to reflect human nature. Thinking that Yuxu is a master of the Tao, just because his heart is uneven, he also ended up filthy and unformed.

sighed and suddenly remembered a section, looked forward at the second negative master and slave, and stared at it.

Jade is humble and has grievances, and everyone knows it. Besides, Yu Xuan still struggled to get out of trouble, but the two of them seemed to be dodging and didn't move at all, but why did his body seem to be worse than Yu Xu?

And when he was suspicious, he spoke to his companion.

Hongni was chattering with Mo Ran, and when he heard this, he didn't raise his head, and replied with a smile: "If you think it's inappropriate, then stay away from them! Anyway, they don't know each other very well." ”

Qu Yi reminded him of the dust, but he also had concerns, but unfortunately he didn't know it.

Looking at the back of the second master, he only said in his heart, could it be that the senior brother seemed to be relieved, but in fact he didn't let go of the matter of asking Tiange that day? Do you want to find a chance to talk to him again?

and the old man beside him, but he also complained about the refining shop that day because he was involved in himself?

The second master and slave didn't know that he was muttered behind him, so he just mixed in the team with a different heart and walked forward. While pretending to follow Yuxu and the others, he secretly looked around, preparing to choose another way.

After walking for a long time, there was a pile of rocks in front of them, and it seemed that the field was approaching.

Outside the rocks, vines cover the sky, and two cave-like openings are exposed. There was a large flower pot like a saliva tank in the gap, and a strong plant that could not be named.

When the plant saw people approaching, he swayed out: "I gave up the vast starry sky, waiting here, you may feel my good intentions/In the wind, frost, rain and snow, who else is looking at the past from afar/Every time I meet, it is the meticulous carving of years of dedication/The palm prints you have been polished by the sword may be superimposed ......"

It was poetic and picturesque here, but when Yuxu came to him, he sneered with a cold eyebrow: "Nine lands are soil, nine days are plants, it's a pity, if the true god is here, the poor Dao still has the heart to ask for a few words, you two...... Don't pretend to be a ghost. ”

After speaking, ignoring the existence of the other party, the big lama led the people to stop at their feet, and entered directly from two places.

The flower disc on the top of the plant opens and closes, and it seems to choke. Just bent the flower and wanted to complain a few words to the basin under his feet, but when he saw that someone was coming again, he hurriedly cleaned up his emotions and revealed his literary temperament again.

"I pretend to be a flower, buried in the side of the road where someone passes by/Watching the sun and the moon intertwined, the time is smooth, and I have learned to bloom and wither/Your arrival is my spring, your farewell, my winter/How I want to ask you to stop, even if it is to give a moment of warmth......"

The red clay looked interesting, and he stepped forward to the flower holder and said, "This great immortal is here, do you want to show the appearance of spring? How big can your flower be? Can it be colorful on top of a flower? Will it glow? What kind of fragrance does it produce?"

"Do you ask whether it's sunny or rainy / If I give you splendor, do you want to feel my heart / The sun shines on a piece, and your shadow can push away my loneliness / A gentle touch may be an eternal memory...... You ask so much, why don't you try it yourself? I know that you are a body of plants and trees, and you are good at generating hair. ”

"You gurgle and rhyme, and you still want to work this great immortal to help you grow your hair? If I can really touch this great immortal, I will give up some hard work to help you. ”

The plant swayed and opened its mouth again: "The bird flies by, and the heart of the cloud breaks a hole/The water flows, and the memory of the mountain has a crack/In the time of youth, it is like a calm lake with a gust of wind, or is it the light of a stone / If you don't want to move, how do you know that what I will give you the next moment is not the fragrance of flowers and wine?"

"Hahahaha~ It's really interesting!" Hongni trembled with laughter, and learned to pick up the other party's words and said, "I have already drunk the mellow brew of the gods, and naturally I know the aroma of wine/I was born in the splendid March, and I naturally know the spring/If you want to make my heart long, it is better to wait for me to become an adult in the future and give me a wishful bride......"

Mo Ran has the ability to see flowers, and he has long seen the other party's lion and tiger through the plant. Coming from behind, seeing that the red mud was so close, he blindly talked and laughed with the other party, and he didn't want to wake up without moving. Hearing the end of the red clay with an unorthodox word, he immediately blushed.

Turning his head and wanting to ask Qu Yi beside him to knock on the red mud, he saw Qu Yi chasing after the dust and changed his way.

As for the falling dust, it is followed by two minus, bypassing the stone mill next to the vine pass, and has another destination.

"Don't make a fuss, let's go!" Mo Ran had to put away his embarrassment and dragged the red mud away.

As soon as they left, there was no one else behind them, and the plant couldn't help but droop its head, feeling bored.

The nine places in the basin laughed for nine days, arched the loess and said: "Look at your bad ideas, what do you want to take the bait, so as not to waste extra energy." How's that, you don't think it's boring, right?"

The flower plate was raised, and Jiutian replied meaninglessly: "It's a little boring." However, compared to blindly killing, it is still good after all. ”

"When you happen to pass by, read a few words of sour poetry, this is your 'good'?"

Jiutian saw that he was sneered at by Jiudi, so he simply softened the flower stem and lay down on the loess in the pot: "What's wrong with reading sour poems? I say that spring flowers and autumn moons will change in the years, and I will say that when the tide of the river is rolling, there will be thousands of miles of mountains and rivers......"

"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you like!" Jiudi surrendered when he heard this, and persuaded again, "It's just that your sour poetry is unusual, be careful that they pulled you to dome with those unlucky bastards." ”

The flower pan moved: "I also think that the style of these acid poems is not like all in this life." Could it be that I learned from someone who was taboo in my previous life and beat him?"

Nine days' questions, nine places can't give an answer.

Let's say that Mo Ran dragged the red mud to catch up with Qu Yi, and caught up with the dust, but saw the dust standing in front of a slip of stone and wandering.

One didn't pay attention, and the two "big brothers" have lost their shadows.

Qu Yi slightly blamed Luochen for not listening to persuasion: "They all said to let them go, and you still followed! I didn't mention it before, but now I deliberately leave the brigade and trespass without permission, is it a normal behavior? If you really hide something wrong, because of your status as a senior brother, don't you force yourself to be embarrassed?"

Luochen knew that he had failed his concern, so he smiled apologetically, but his eyes couldn't help but look around, looking for traces.

After patrolling around, I found that there were some hidden holes under the stone pier across the ground, and I am afraid that the two "senior brothers" took advantage of this to escape. Roughly distinguished, that is, he chose a dark hole with a conspicuous slip mark in front of the door, shrank his body in, and slid in.

Qu Yi didn't prevent him from thinking about finding a way when he spoke, and he lost his eyes when he was good. had to lead the red mud and Mo Ran to follow one after another, and also slid down into the dark hole.

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