It is said that Liu Ding yesterday put Dai B drop "White Lady Murder Incident (above)" to the bird ~~~ (╯□╰)~~~ has just been revised, please forgive me~~~

Let's enter the scene of the murder~~~ Xiao Lin Zinai is really the same as Maori Shu Xiao, and he is reincarnated as a god of death~(∩_∩) haha~

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Author: Dai Yunong

Not its city, Dragon Boat Festival, the breeze is coming.

The sunset was like blood, pouring down from the sky, touching the eyes, and every qiē between heaven and earth was dyed red.

This kind of bright red that wants to burn makes Cai Ji on the horse feel excited.

Under the evening breeze, the mane of the scarlet clouds and the multicolored silk on Cai Ji's arms swayed gently with the wind, lining the ten-fingered dankou holding the reins.

The aroma of herbs wafting on the street, and the osmanthus oil on the head, the meat and pork soup in the deli shop on the street, the pickled tempeh sauce at the corner of the lane, and the chicken and duck

The smell of drowning on the ground mixed together, reminding Cai Ji of the necessity of engaging in five stresses and four beauties in the late Han Dynasty.

The song of "Shangling" floated from afar, and the water of Liquan was shiny. Zhi is a car, and a dragon is a horse. Sightseeing, four overseas. In the second year of the first year of Ganlu, Zhisheng

copper pool. Immortals come down to drink and prolong their lives for tens of thousands of years. ”

This is the audience of the race singing "Narcissus" Qu Yuan.

According to the "Book of Rites", the Dragon Boat Festival originated from the orchid bathing in the Zhou Dynasty. May orchid soup Mu, orchid, including orchid grass (referred to as orchid), Zelan (also known as orchid, water fragrance)

, orchid soup medicinal bath, can be used to remove the ominous, to prevent illness.

In the pre-Qin era, it was generally believed that May was a poisonous month, and the fifth day was an evil day. The custom of the city is to invite witches to dance

In order to ward off evil spirits, in order to increase the joy of the festival, no, Cai Ji personally wrote a new play for the "troupe" of the opera.

A bamboo booth was built on the large altar in front of the Taiping Taoist Temple in the center of the city, and the opera was performed here at night. In the open space between the altar and the Taoist temple, a group of people gathered in a circle, no

There were bursts of scolding cries.

Disappointing the joy - Cai Ji glanced at it, Duan E understood it in his eyebrows, and ran the horse to clear the road first.

"Zhuzi, when Lao Tzu killed the Qiang people in the Tiger Valley with the Captain of the Qiang Guard, your doll was not born yet, and you Lao Tzu fled into the valley in fear of crime, what do you have to do with me?"

A shirtless thin man stood in the circle of the crowd with a cane in his hand, his expression was hideous, his mouth was foaming, and his strong muscles were full of oil, facing a dressed field

The human-like young offspring scolded with a halberd.

A middle-aged monk rushed out of the Taoist temple, separated the crowd and broke into Erlang, and Ah He returned to his hometown, but he didn't mention anything about the year, and then said right and wrong

I know it in my heart. Ah He sent the ashes of his ancestors back to his hometown, and the leaves fell back to his roots, what does it matter to you? ”

The thin man said "Bah", boss, you are confused and go to cultivate, I don't care. This kid was invited by Jiang Suo. ”

"No, Ah He is my guest. Qi Ren, isn't it enough for the Yun family you killed back then to leave your hometown, don't skip words. Next to the descendant, he wore a bamboo hat and carried a fish

The old man in the basket argued loudly. Excited, a mouthful of white beard blows straight, Ah He was harmed by you, and hid in the mountains since he was a child, and he has been a hunter for 18 years. Stay at my house today

, you dare to drive people away, the old man will never break with you! ”

"Old horseman, it's great to feed a few poisonous insects, don't you skip words. Qi Ren's mouth was intimidating, but his body involuntarily flashed to the side. After all, the five-step snake kills the muscles and kills three

The reputation of the worm is outstanding.

Duan Emei snorted coldly, "Qi Ren, do you still recognize me and don't skip words." The sound is crisp, as fresh as a tender cucumber unscrewed.

Qi Ren stared at Duan Emei suspiciously with a pair of bull's eyes, and the little girl's face was familiar tightly, I seem to have seen it, I am ......"

"In the first year of Jianning (168), the Tiger Valley encircled and suppressed the first Lingqiang War, and in the first year of Xiping (172), Liangzhou Iron Horse Riding and Taixue had you, and in the second year of Guanghe (179

My father's full moon party for me is missing you? ”

Qi Ren's throat "grunted", bowed his head, choked up, it turned out that the little one was under the command of the captain......"

"That's enough." Emei waved her hand, "It's all scattered for me." ”

"Yes......" The light in Duan's hand that crossed the tiger barrier and chose people to devour flashed, and the crowd scattered one after another.

On the willow tops of the moon, the curling cigarettes dispersed, and the wizard witch took off the mask of the green face and fangs, and staged the joys and sorrows of "The Legend of the White Lady".

In the lock demon tower on the stage, the white snake Ling'er pulled the official's carefree clothes and sang in a cappella voice:

"Looking forward to duckweed every day, who can pity me.

Night dreams, dreams are only for you, and weak water is only for you.

Looking at the morning and looking at the sorrowful face, how can you not complain about each other in love.

Twilight thinks about the years, and the blame is only for the shallow marriage.

The year is not over, looking forward to the spring breeze and the heart of the green lake.

Every year I am stupid and wet my clothes, my heart is quiet but I can't stop crying......"

Cai Ji held a glass of pu wine, leaned on the dry of the restaurant leaning across the altar, and drank slowly, overlooking the various states of living beings.

In the audience, Obasang hugged his head and cried, and the tears merged into the Pacific Ocean, and the drowning ants was incalculable.

"Good, well acted." Qi Ren slurred his wine, climbed onto the altar, and staggered towards Yueru, staring at the enchanting green snake for a long time