"At this point, this "Enlightening Bodhi True Truth, Breaking the Demon and Returning to the Original Spirit" is over, if you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next decomposition."

Song Beiyun put the teacup lid on the table as a shocking wood, took the lid bowl and moistened his throat, pinched a bean and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it creaked.

The county lord propped up one hand on the table, recalling the story that Song Beiyun told just now, although it sounded a little grotesque, what Dongsheng Shenzhou, what West Niu Hezhou, they were all some places that I didn't know why, but the story was extremely wonderful and fascinating, but he refused to tell it again halfway through, such a taste of scratching his heart made the county lord very uncomfortable.

"Tell me quickly!" Zuo Rou clicked on the melon seeds: "Is there a fairy who is as beautiful as a flower in the three-star cave of the oblique moon?" Can this monkey have a baby with a man? ”

Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zuo Rou: "What the hell is going on with your brain circuit?" Well? ”

Zuo Rou didn't know why: "I'll just ask." ”

"Nope." Song Beiyun replied angrily: "There are no fairies either!" ”

Zuo Rou was slightly disappointed: "I still want to hear that monkey and senior sister have a while." ”

This thing...... It's a real obstacle, as soon as I came out of Journey to the West, I was made to bloom by her in three or two sentences, and it was extremely obscene, even if there was a senior sister? Is it possible that what woman can still look at a stinky monkey?

"Good brother...... You're going to go down again. The county lord coquettishly dragged Song Beiyun's hand: "People are scratching and scratching in their hearts, and they are worried about what happened to the monkey, you can't be so appetizing." ”

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Song Beiyun took a sip of tea again: "Let you feel the pain of chasing more." ”

At this point, the sun was not yet dusk, and the lotus wine was really early, so the three of them sat in the teahouse near the river to drink some tea and eat some snacks.

This is idle, it's better to chat, but Song Beiyun actually has nothing to talk about with them, instead of staring at them with embarrassed eyes, it is better to tell a story, but what kind of story to tell makes him difficult.

At first, he planned to talk about the Red Mansion, but the Red Mansion was too hypocritical, and maybe it would make the county lord, a young woman in literature and art, sad and inappropriate. After that, I plan to talk about the Three Kingdoms, after all, Song Beiyun's favorite thing before was the Three Kingdoms, but after thinking about it, few girls like to watch the scheming martial arts scenes that are full of stinky men except Diao Chan and Xiao Qiao.

In the end, the list of candidates is only the Water Margin and Journey to the West, after weighing it, this Water Margin is categorically unable to talk about it, because the Water Margin is about this era, what Jinshan Temple, what Xuanzhou, what Jingyanggang, that is a real place, and the content of the story is also about rebellion, talking about this rebellion in front of a royal daughter, Song Beiyun is afraid that there is a bag in his head.

Thinking about it, these three countries are the most suitable, and the back and forth is just a stinky monkey, and no one can be provoked and no one can be recruited.

And after listening to the monkey story, Zuo Rou is okay, although she is also full of interest, but she is not addicted, the only thought is whether there is a beautiful senior sister in the three-star cave of the oblique moon who can come to such a period with the monkey.

But the county lord is different, a young woman in literature and art, I like this cranky thing the most on weekdays, after a long time, I also have some stories in my head, but I have never been able to do it, and today I heard this interesting stinky monkey, and I immediately sank into it and couldn't extricate myself.

"It's useless if you're in a hurry, I have to make it up, I can't just open my mouth to come." Song Beiyun set up Erlang's legs: "Don't rush." ”

"Good Brother ~~~~~"

The county lord's little voice is really sweet, this kind of tone that makes waves in circles can make people excited, Song Beiyun hurriedly waved his hand: "This monkey's matter, next time decompose." But I have other stories here, do you want to hear them or don't you want to hear them? ”

"Think about it!" The county lord nodded again and again: "Good brother, hurry up." ”

"Is there a beautiful senior sister?"

Soon, when the sun was setting, Song Beiyun finally made the two of them feel the pain of chasing two books at the same time, as a senior novelist, he could tell more than 10 million stories, but the county lord and Zuo Rou were different.

This era still belongs to an era of brain supplementation, and the most romantic thing is to write a poem of wind and snow, which makes people imagine that they are in that scene, what was last year and today, what peach blossoms and flowing mandarin fish fat.

And when things were really flattened on paper, they had actually reached the Yuan Dynasty, and by the time of the Ming Dynasty, the flattened things were three-dimensional again, and various operas and the like appeared.

As for the current opera, it is actually not nothing, but in Song Beiyun's opinion, it is simply a dancing god who pretends to be a ghost, and he has no beauty at all.

"Then why did Zhao Ling'er marry that person when she was seen looking at her? What is the reasoning behind this? Zuo Rou was fighting for the characters in the story: "Hateful! If you want me, I won't, not only will I not marry, but I will kill that bastard with one palm. ”

Song Beiyun felt a chill in his heart, but he was somewhat glad to think that he had not been hacked to death by Zuo Rou.

And Zuo Rou's righteous indignation was in stark contrast to the county lord's meditation: "Good brother, what about after you arrive at Xianling Island?" I don't think this matter will be so simple, the traps on the outer layers of this fairy island are definitely not for seclusion, I think it's to avoid someone, right? ”

"Shall I tell you the finale?"

As soon as he heard this, the county lord immediately covered his ears: "If you don't listen, don't listen, don't say it!" ”

This is probably the common problem of people who chase serials.,I like to guess the plot by myself and tell people everywhere.,But if someone really wants to give him spoilers.,He can kill everyone's mother.,Extreme! Extreme!

The three of them walked along the bank of the river, the county lord had been observing Song Beiyun very carefully, and she found a very interesting place, that is, this guy obviously said that he was only here for the second time, but judging from the speed at which he recognized the way, this was simply an old trick.

So the county lord suddenly became suspicious of Song Beiyun, but this was not a big deal, so she ran directly to Song Beiyun's side and asked, "Good brother, why are you more familiar with the road than me, a person from Luzhou Mansion?" ”

Song Beiyun stopped and stood on a bridge by the river: "Although it's not the same, the river is still the same river." ”

As he spoke, he stood still, looked around, found the exact location of his home, and then walked quickly behind the willow tree, and pointed to a vacant lot not far ahead: "In the future, this will be a state-run factory, and then my family will live in the family area of the factory." When I was a child, during the summer vacation, I always swam here with my friends in the factory compound, and every day my mother stood by the river and called me, so I would go home. ”

Zuo Rou pulled the county lord and whispered: "He's starting to go crazy again, it's a common thing, don't pay attention to him, it'll be fine for a while." ”

The county lord stepped forward with great interest and listened carefully to Song Beiyun's rumors, although there were many words that he couldn't understand, but when he saw his eyes shining, he felt interesting.

After a while, Song Beiyun finished introducing his "home", and soon changed from his eyebrows to his previous appearance, he ignored the surprised eyes of others, and continued to walk forward slowly.

Both sides of the river gradually began to flourish and become beautiful, with many traders coming and going, and the flow of people began to dense.

Luzhou Mansion is not like Jinling, although it is not the capital, but because the fief of King Fu is here, it has not implemented a curfew for a long time, and the night is the scene of Suzhou and Hangzhou that has the fireworks described in the book.

The trade of the Song people was already prosperous, and the thoroughfare of the nine provinces here, located in the throat of the main road, the number of people coming and going was tens of thousands every day, and the trade after signing the treaty with Jinliao must also transit in this place, so Jinling City is far less prosperous than this Luzhou capital.

If you stand on top of a high-rise building and overlook the hinterland of Luzhou, it is really as staggered and orderly as depicted in the Qingming Shanghe map, and you can't see the slightest shadow of the weak Song Dynasty.

The shouting on the side of the street gradually became chaotic, and Song Beiyun followed behind the two aunts and grandmothers, always on guard against the petty thief, after all, these two are both daughters, it doesn't matter if the silver is stolen, but if it is touched on the buttocks, it is a human life.

Walking through the alley for a while, the sparks around are flowing, and it is very lively. When Song Beiyun was passing by, he repeatedly heard someone mention that there was a dispute over Oiran today, which seemed quite interesting.

"Come on, eat some fried tofu." He grabbed one with one hand, came to a vendor selling house tofu, and sat down on a bench: "Boss, give me fifty big sons of tofu." ”

"Wait a minute, officer!"

The boss quickly skillfully mixed the fried hot tofu with sauce and brought it to Song Beiyun, and presented three pairs of chopsticks.

"Boss, it's a lively day, huh?"

"Guest officer, listen to the accent is a northerner. Do you know something, this one day before the rain after the Qingming Festival, is the day of the selection of the Oiran, and several girls who have not come out of the flower boat will come out today, but it is lively. ”

"Thank you, boss." Song Beiyun arched his hand at him: "I'll wait for a while, and I'll be in a hurry." ”

"That's a good dare, if the son grabs the top spot of an oiran, I don't need money to eat here tomorrow."

"Hahaha, it's easy to say!"

The boss continued to be busy, but the county lord came over curiously: "Song Beiyun, why can you talk to anyone?" You are not afraid of losing your share. ”

"There is no noble or low personality, I can talk to your father, and I can also talk to these people, people are very sensitive." Song Beiyun stuffed a piece of tofu into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I didn't treat people as people, people will naturally treat me as a class, you treat people as people, and people will look back and scold your ancestors for three generations." ”

Before the county lord could savor this, Zuo Rou had already stood up and pointed forward: "Look at it!" Jin Ling'er, your northern slope Alas! ”

"What my north slope, smack!" The county lord couldn't help but sip: "That person is very unpleasant, don't chew my tongue messily." Also, I'm not called Jin Ling'er now, you have to call me Jin Gongzi! ”

Zuo Rou didn't listen to her at all, just pulled Song Beiyun and said, "You don't know, this northern slope has always been pursuing Jin Ling'er." That gesture is what you said...... Yes, yes, lick the dog! ”

"Licking the dog?" Song Beiyun touched his chin and laughed: "Xinglak! Let's go, let's keep up! Wherever our first genius goes, we will go! ”

The county lord frowned: "Those flower boats, do you have to follow him?" ”

"Hahahaha...... I'd love to! Boss, give a bag with oiled paper, we're too late. ”

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Today is also a shift, and I'm tired. Continue to pay off your debts tomorrow! It's finally about to be paid off, hahahaha.

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