In the midst of a fantasy.

In the "inn", Fan Lingyu was dressed in a red dress, dancing on the table of the eight immortals, with a red rope tied to her beautiful ankles, and a silver bell hanging on the red rope, dancing charmingly, with her waist twisting, the red obscene clothes inside appeared from time to time, the bells on her feet tinkled, and the crisp sound was like the claws of a kitten, tickling the hearts of the men present.

All around were drunken travelers, looking at her greedily, looking for every opportunity to reveal their profane clothes, and as long as a little bit was exposed, they all applauded, saliva mixed with spittle.

Further away, it is outside the customs, where a lot of people died, and they could not see the beautiful girls again, and the proprietress of the "inn" may be the most beautiful woman who could be seen before leaving the customs, so they cherished it extraordinarily.

"Haha...... Happy tonight, everyone drink this cup. Fan Lingyu raised her head, the tears in the corner of her right eye added to her charm, holding a jar of opened good wine, raising her head and drinking heroically, the wine flowed down the snow-white neck, soaking the red clothes, the originally proud snow peak, was outlined by the wine more delicate and moving.

A big man with a beard was fascinated by her, and reached out to her twin peaks by mistake, she looked at the big hand stretched out to her, the hair was messy and disgusting, and she could smell the sour smell of his body that had not bathed all year round, however, she did not avoid it, her eyes were more coquettish, she looked at the big man, and smiled so much that people's whole body was soft.

The bearded man conquered the twin peaks as he wished, and after he succeeded, he pinched it hard, and then laughed.

She seemed to be enjoying herself, gasping for help but looking to the corner.

In the corner of the "inn", Sun Wukong looked lonely, put on a hat, took a long knife, left silently, and came out of the hotel, and a pear blossom at the door bloomed just right under the moonlight.

In the mirage, Sun Wukong is the general of the expedition to the desert, during a march, encountered an ambush, a group of brothers were killed and wounded, but he escaped desperately, seriously wounded, fled all the way, and when he was cornered, he broke into this inn with pear trees.

The proprietress of the Pear Flower Inn is very beautiful, there is a tear mole in the corner of her eye, she took in Sun Wukong, and allowed him to recuperate from his injuries, and the short time they got along made the two fall in love.

However, Sun Wukong is leaving, he will leave tonight, he looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and said: "Wait for me, when the war is over, I will come back to marry you." ”

Fan Lingyu's snow-white fingers swept across his face, "Either stay and be the owner of the inn, or leave, and from now on the end of the world will be strange." I'm a person who can do anything, but I just won't wait. "What he said was waiting for him, not going with him, I, a wine girl selling wine, how can I accompany Chang'an and go back to that prosperous place?

She knew in her heart, why didn't he understand?

He has to leave after all, he has a reason why he must go, and he has the news of the enemy army in his hands, and he can't help but spread it. What's more, he has been loyal to martyrs for generations, and he can die on the battlefield, but he can't die in Gentle Township.

So, he went away, and on the road alone on the night when the moonlight was sprinkled with pear blossoms.

After drinking a jar of wine, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or high-quality wine on her face, Fan Lingyu sat on the table of the Eight Immortals, grabbed the big hand in her hand, and went deep into her clothes inch by inch.

"Take it away!" She spoke softly, and raised her head to drink the wine in the jar, which tasted a little bitter.

"Little lady, but I hurt you? I'll kiss it, don't ...... Yes!!!!! Before the bearded man finished speaking, he was replaced by a cry of pain.

"Didn't anyone sue you? Can't mess with the proprietress of the deserted village wild store? She took the dagger in her hand, turned over, kicked the big man far away, and at the end, she carried a jar of good wine, stepped on the moonlight and went out, and flew to sit on the pear blossom tree.

After he left, the "inn" was open as usual, but the proprietress had an extra layer of melancholy on her face.

After that, the pear blossoms bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed, many years later, the news of his death in the war came, the proprietress never married, said that it was okay, she just waited for a lifetime.

Outside the illusion, Sun Wukong's singing did not stop, "That person lives on the tear mole in the corner of my eye, tied up the sorrow of the past life and this life, said that he will not let go of this life again, what if he opens his clenched hand, he doesn't want to let love become the past, he hesitates one by one, and kills the hope of happiness once." ”

In the illusion, the scene changed again, she was a woman who leaned on the door to sell a smile, he was a scholar in a hurry, at that time, he was so poor that he only had a stomach of knowledge, standing under the pavilion by the lake, selling a landscape painting cheaply, far and near, the artistic conception is far away, the painting is a good painting, but it can only sell a few copper plates.

When she woke up at noon every day, when she was dressing up at the window, she could always see him selling paintings under the pavilion, and sometimes when she rose, she would buy a few to collect, and slowly, she actually liked his paintings.

The heavy rain came suddenly that day, the heavy rain poured, she invited him upstairs, and the two talked about poetry and painting, love and love.

When she fell in love with him, she was so caught off guard, and when she found out, he had to go to Beijing to take the exam.

That night, he kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes and said, "Wait for me, wait for me to get famous, I will come back and marry you." ”

She smiled, "I'm a Hongchen woman, and the most unbearable thing is to wait, take more guests, save some silver to redeem myself, and then find a businessman to marry is serious." ”

Since then, he has never returned, she has saved enough money, redeemed herself, but never left this small courtyard, she waited all her life, every day she woke up, leaned against the window, waiting for him to ride a horse to marry her.

Outside the hallucination, Sun Wukong wiped away his tears for Fan Lingyu, and his voice became more and more sad, "The tear mole accompanies me to reincarnate and wander again and again, and I tell sù that I want to wait for you every dawn, which is a foreshadowing for the reunion, and it is engraved on the Sansheng Stone." ”

In the environment, the scene changes again, but the bridge, the flowers on the other side bloom, in this life, she doesn't want to go to reincarnation, two heartaches, so that her liver and intestines are broken, she doesn't want to meet the destined man again, and go through another wait.

She put down the Meng Po soup in her hand, "Mother-in-law, I won't go to reincarnation, can I accompany you to make soup here?" ”

Meng Po raised her face, her eyes cloudy, "Child, if you don't go to reincarnation, how can you be worthy of his waiting for two lives?" ”

"It's me who waited for him for two lives, and he lost me in two lives."

Meng Po put down the red spoon of the soup, "Child, in the first life, the big man whose hands were cut off by you is a famous mountain bandit outside the Guan, he was angry and burned the 'inn' into scorched earth, and you were also buried in the fire." After he returned to Beijing, he waved his army to the north again, and won successes again and again, when he returned to the 'inn', the 'inn' no longer existed, and after he avenged you, he took the ruins of your stay and rebuilt the 'inn', and your soul was on the pear blossom tree every day, waiting for a person, as for who to wait for, you don't remember at all. "As Meng Po recounted, she saw him come to the 'inn' of a ruin, he knelt in front of the ruins, his eyes were bloodshot, and then slapped himself fiercely, picked up his saber, mounted his war horse, and rushed to the bandits' den alone without a single soldier.