Wang Po was not a Wang Po that year, she was still a cardamom girl, called Wang Nian. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info and Ximen Qing, the son of the Ximen staff, are partners who grew up.

Ximen Qing is righteous, bold personality, and takes care of Wang Nian, Wang Nian opened a tailor shop on the street, and the children in the neighborhood saw Wang Nianniang threading needles and threads in the shop, like an old woman, so they gave her the nickname "Wang Po".

"I said, don't you get tired of staying here every day? Did you really respond to the nickname of Wang Po? Nian Niang. Ximenqing shook the folding fan in his hand and patted Wang Nianniang's head, and said with a smile.

"You're here" Wang Nian was a little flustered, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and only Ximen Qing would call her Nianniang.

"By the way, have you listened to the new song of the teahouse recently? I heard it has something to do with your neighbors. Ximenqing asked curiously.

Neighbor? Wang Nian thought for a while, next to her was a baked cake shop, and the person in it was Wu Dalang, who was short but very simple, what happened to him?

Seeing Wang Nian's confused look, Ximenqing sighed helplessly: "Let's go, I'll take you to listen." ”

Wang Nian blushed, and Ximenqing asked again: "Nianniang, why do you always blush when you see me?" Wang Nian didn't answer, and Ximenqing didn't ask.

Ximenqing took Wang Nian to the teahouse, and the little two in the store came to greet him courteously when he saw Ximenqing, and invited Ximenqing and Xu Nian to the second floor.

Below, there was a drama with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup that began to babble and sing: "Born charming and charming, married to a five-foot short son, three inches of bark in the valley, the night sky is in vain and sorrowful, born with a good figure, if you are a prostitute, it doesn't hurt"

Wang Nian blushed when he heard this, and Ximenqing had no choice but to go with him.

"Isn't it too much to talk about a woman like that?" Wang Nian was a little angry, Ximen Qing laughed after hearing it: "You are really an elm head, no wonder others call you Wang Po, do you know that this is the little lady's own song, such a woman is really a wonderful person, I have a letter here for you to help me give it to her, okay?" Nian Niang. ”

Wang Nian wanted to refuse, but when she thought about it, she agreed again, and when she sent the letter, she saw the "wonderful person"

Pan Jinlian was drawing her eyebrows on the bed at that time, and when she saw Wang Nian, she smiled slightly, and said to her, "Is there something wrong?" The voice was soft, and it filled in a little more color for her.

Wang Nian said hesitantly: "Someone asked me to give this to you" She put down the letter and ran away in a hurry.

Pan Jinlian opened it and saw that there was a poem inside: "The beauty is slightly drunk and half-open, the green silk is half-curled and leaning on the bed, the starry eyes are shining at the beginning, the sandalwood mouth is lightly opened and Tulan, and the golden wind and jade dew meet?" Is it late? She laughed and put the letter away.

With the first letter, there was a second letter, and when Ximenqing sent the third letter, Pan Jinlian responded to his invitation.

The matter of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian soon became known to everyone, and there was a new song in the teahouse, and Wang Nian could not hide the news from the neighbors, and someone passing by her tailor shop also asked jokingly: "This business of helping people to marry is more profitable than sewing and mending every day."

Wang Nian never refuted, Ximenqing and Pan Jinlian were really vigorous, and later Pan Jinlian begged Ximenqing to take her away, and Ximenqing agreed, but because Pan Jinlian had a husband, she drank all day to kill her sorrows.

Who knew that after a while, Nawu Dalang actually died. The yamen investigated, but found nothing and left it behind.

Pan Jinlian refused to see Ximenqing because of her status as a new widow, Ximenqing had no choice but to ask Wang Nian, Wang Nian's reputation was already very bad, but when Ximenqing just called her Nianniang, she agreed again.

When Wang Nian walked to Pan Jinlian's door, someone said loudly: "This person, I really can't look at the surface, I originally thought that the debauchery was settled at this time, but the honest one on the surface did everything for money." She was stunned and walked in.

"If you don't take the women's moral precepts and look at them squarely, if you are destined to be dissolute, what's the point of a thousand people? Don't let down your good skin" Pan Jinlian read Ximenqing's letter and began to correspond with Ximenqing again.

Later, Wu Dalang's younger brother returned to the county, and he was a capable person. After his verification, he found that it was Wang Nian who poisoned Wu Dalang. He sent Wang Nian to the yamen, and he was beheaded after the autumn.

On the day of Wang Nian's death, Ximen Qing came to see her off, Wang Nian looked at Ximen Qing and said slowly: "Can you finally call me Nian Niang again?" ”

Perhaps, at that moment, Ximen Qing figured out a lot of things that he didn't understand, such as why Wang Nian, who was keeping to himself, would help him deliver the letter, why he poisoned Wu Dalang, and why Nianniang blushed when she saw him.

Qingshui Town, when he was in the second year of junior high school, Ji Jin'an said to Xu Nian: "In ancient times, people were all people with a mother after their name, why don't I call you Nian Niang in the future?" ”

"What Nian Niang, I don't want to be weird," Xu Nian said with a red face.

That day, she put on a cheongsam and said to Nanxun: "Alin told me that I would die tonight." But if I don't talk about it, I'll be alive, but the other person will be unhappy. Sister Nanxun, Ji Jin'an loves you very much, I love you as much as I love him" She already vaguely understood that as long as she didn't connect Nanxun and Ji Jin'an, she could spend it safely, but she still said it.

After Xu Nian finished speaking, a fire ignited around him, the fire only burned Xu Nian, and had no effect on Nanxun, in the firelight, Xu Nian remembered her previous life, she was not Nian Niang in this life, but she still met someone who would make her blush.

In the scissors hell, Xu Nian's hands were cut off one by one with scissors by the ghost pawns, and then regrown, and so on. The pain of decapitation was thousands of times more than back then, but just like back then, she didn't regret it.

Bi An looked at Xu Nian, feeling a little complicated, after all, she didn't deserve it like Wilde.

Xu Nian looked at Bi An and said, "Bai Wuchang, you listen to me, you have to be careful, pay attention to your calamity"

Bi An asked suspiciously, "Calamity?" What calamity? ”

Didn't he know? Xu Nian said: "Our eighteen town ghosts are closely related to your calamity, but there are too many things I can't say, but if Li Si has been caught by you, then you should have known about the calamity."

Bi An didn't speak, he never knew what Xu Nian said about the catastrophe, but if you think about it carefully, Fan Wu has been very strange recently, he always doesn't know where to go alone, he thought about the peach puppet who rented a house for the first time, the Maoshan Alin he met, and the erratic Fan Wu, and there were more and more questions in his heart.

Bi An decided to look for Fan Wu, they were ghosts, and they were also demigods, so they shared the godhead, but he had never sensed Fan Wu, he sensed it, "Hidden Mountain? "What is Fan Wu doing there? With doubts, Bi An rushed towards the hidden mountain.

In the Hidden Mountain, Fan Wu held the talisman and met the inheritor of the Maoshan puppet technique.