Through his sleeves, Huang Yu took his arm and shouted to a group of warblers Yanyan: "He has a partner, you let him!" ”

What about having an object?

In this era, if you have a wife, you can have a concubine, not to mention such a luxurious son, women are moving closer to him, and there are naturally countless concubines.

It's just that the people around him are less than twenty young ladies, and when they heard this, they blushed, covered their red faces with handkerchiefs, looked at Feng Qiao shyly, and glared at the woman shouting beside him.

As soon as I tried to get out of it, I got stuck there.

With such a bewitching face, what a vixen.

A group of women quickly dispersed, and Feng Qiao was also rescued.

There were a lot of people just now, and I was in a hurry to rescue him, and I didn't pay attention to what I said. Now that he was quiet, Huang Yu suddenly blushed from what he had just said.

What do you mean by saying that to yourself?

It's a shame.

It's nothing, it's just friends, a help between friends.

Huang Yu comforted himself, lowered his head and was silent.

There seem to be two villains fighting in my heart, one said, friend, what are you doing with your heart beating so hard?

Another time, I was hot, it was too hot.

The first one who didn't believe it snorted coldly.

Huang Yu was looking at the flowing water, and Feng Qiao was looking at her.

The two were speechless.

The vast surface of the lake, the smoke ripples with the shadow of the mountain-shaped tower.

The lake is soft, breezy and rippling, like a silk fluttering in the wind; The lake is hard, like a flawless piece of emerald shimmering with a beautiful sheen.

The water of the lake is sparkling and crystal clear, like a giant emerald. The surface of the lake is as calm as a mirror, and when the sun shines, countless dazzling spots of light dance.

The sparkling water waves, like fine lines on silk, smooth. Green.

Just when Huang Yu wanted to open his mouth to get rid of this silent embarrassment, there was a sudden sound in the middle of the lake.

The people around him seemed to have been pressed by some key, and at this moment, they all stopped talking.

There were lotus river lanterns floating in the Qujiang River, accompanied by a flame in the air, and a man wearing a mask and holding a silver bell rushed out of the middle of the lake.

In the year and a half, the feudal country will hold a prayer festival to pray to the heavens for the next six months.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, it was the night when the Milky Way was Geng, the jade dew was zero, the flag was not moving, and the fight was silent.

The place where the masked man stood was a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, with incense flower offerings in the tent, seven large lamps distributed on the ground, forty-nine small lamps on the outside, and one natal lamp in the interior.

The masked man muttered and said, "

Pu'an is sensible, not gibberish. Educate three thousand thousands, all of them penetrate the mud and enter the water. There should be no place to live, let alone worship gods and ghosts. In the middle of the time, the pure mind of the Dharma body, why not burn money and turn paper. Not to be deceived by evil spirits, but to each one to find the truth. It is not a night gathering, nor is it far away to find mountains and rivers. neither did he vow to burn incense, nor forsaken his wife. If you don't swallow the blood of all living beings, you will respect the six relatives and nine ancestors. Swear not to drink rampantly, not to go to prison and suffering. Seeing the benefits, he doesn't do anything, and he is like his parents everywhere. You fight for the ignorant people, and I have nothing to do. Build bridges and repair roads with the edge, as a mountain and river land. Offering to the earth contains spirits, and may the emperor be eternal. The wind and rain are always smooth, and the folk songs and dances are carried out every day. is all because of his naivety and will never enter his door. Now there is nothing to ask for, and there is no evil spirit. Do not leave the place clearly, carry water and firewood. Why do you need to find cymbals to hit cymbals, but not to beat drums with mallet bells? rapping and clasping his palms to return, he has long been angered by the sen. Only the heart is universal lotus, how different from the Western Pure Land. Since ancient times, there has been no confusion, and now there is no understanding. There are three times five teachings, which also seem to add salt and wine. Life and death Nirvana is like a dream, and the Buddha said that nothing can be done. When he asked Dharma to come to the west, he had no other way. It is pointed out that the human heart is a Buddha, and it cannot be moved one step further. Only then did he have a silk hair, and he entered the evil family of the devil. Those who are alive in the dead are guarded by the Buddhas and the Dragons. Categorical husband, this ordinary man is in trouble. Nowadays, people praise the gods, and the spirits of the ten thousand calamities admire. If you don't return to your heart at this point, you won't know the treasure house of Mani. Self-interest and altruism are inexhaustible, and there is no fear after suffering.

Wearing clouds and howling moons chanting ancient winds, penetrating stones through the mountains to talk about the Fa.

Only one heart is like a clever painter, and only one body is like a seamless tower.

With the reverence for the sacrifice and the symbol of the protection of the pure white priest, it all shrouds all this.

The steps built next to the small pavilion were scattered with strips of white cloth, opening like a gloomy bay.

The small pavilion was filled with incense, candles shone in the darkness, and the walls were filled with offerings to the deceased.

Husbands who disappeared into the water, widows of the victims, unborn children...... All those who suffered misfortune in the first half of the year seemed to have come to the center of the lake in the sound of this sacrifice, listening to the call of the dead.

Quietly, as if a dark foreshadowing, through this noise of the human world.

Suddenly, the priest's tone changed, as if he was driving the soul to death.

"Yi and that! Put me on the drum. Playing the drums is simple and simple, and I am a martyr. Tang Sun played fake, and I thought about it. The drums are deep, and the pipes are clicking. Both harmonious and peaceful, according to my chime. Yu He Tang Sun! Mu Mu swooped. Yong drum has a beating, and ten thousand dances have Yi. I have a guest, and I don't disdain. Since ancient times, the ancestors have made achievements. Gentle day and night, the deacon has Ke, Gu Yu tastes, and the general of Tang Sun. ”

The voice was sharp, as if it carried the anger of that world.

The wooden sign in the middle of the small pavilion suddenly moved, and stood on the ground with one corner, looking eerie and dead silent in the dim moonlight.

The masked man pressed down on the plank, which slowly closed and let out a long groan.

The voice was so painful, so poignant, so long, like a wailing cry from the wilderness, from far to near, closer and closer, and finally abruptly stopped, and it was terrifying!

The child was so frightened that he hid in his mother's arms and cried, and many women who watched the excitement also covered their ears, and were frightened by the strange scene in the middle of the lake and took two steps back.

Feng Qiao looked at the calm woman, and not only let out a sigh of admiration in his heart.

Huang Yu seemed to sense his gaze and looked up at him.

"Do I have flowers on my head? Why do you look at me like that? Huang Yu asked.

"You don't have a flower on your head, because you are a flower in my heart, the most beautiful flower"

Feng Qiao had never said anything in love, this was the first time, he suddenly found that his mouth was so stupid, and what he said couldn't express what he meant in his heart at all.

Huang Yu lowered her head again, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked in a place that others couldn't see.

Huang Yu explained, "It's fake at first glance. There was someone on the roof, the plank that was pulled up. The sound made by the planks is to take advantage of the flow of water"

Feng Qiao nodded, "That's it"

I thought you'd be scared, so I'll be useful. Now it seems that Huang Yu is even more powerful than he thought.

is worthy of the woman he has a crush on.

Huang Yu glanced at the masked man, and his eyes turned, just looking at the water lily in the river lightly.

"Phoenix Feather seems to be very fond of water and lotus flowers?" , Feng Qiao asked curiously.

It's rare to see her look at something so intently.

Huang Yu bowed his head, "I have a jade pendant, I have had it since I was a child, there is only my name on it, and a lotus flower"

Huang Yu's jade pendant is well known to everyone, and that is also the source of her name.

So Feng Qiao smiled, flew down, and took the lotus flower into his palm.

And on the shore, a little blue-eyed girl in splendid clothes looked at him in a daze and opened her mouth to look at him intoxicated, but he naturally didn't pay attention.

The attention of the people around him was on the priest in the middle of the lake, and they didn't notice the movement here.

Carrying the flowers back to the shore, the lights were shining on his side, his sweetheart leaned sideways against the railing, his black hair hung low, the elegant wind came naturally, and a pair of blue eyes stained with the faint green light of phosphorus fire, charming and enchanting.

In the moonlight, an inconspicuous tear mole under Huang Yu's left eye attracted Feng Qiao's attention.

Feng Qiao chuckled, "The appearance of the Phoenix Feather Fairy, with a little red mole at the corner of her eye, is really charming." ”

Huang Yu lowered his eyelids lightly, "You are a person who can see it." ”

As he said this, the corners of Huang Yu's mouth slightly provoked a thin smile.

Feng Qiao had never seen her smile like this, although it was fleeting, but it was distant and warm, as if she recalled something very beloved.

There was also a hint of mockery.

Huang Yu looked up and asked him, do you know how the tear mole came about?

Feng Qiao wanted to nod, but he heard Huang Yu's eyes turn, and said in a sigh and a warm voice:

"The ancients believed that a person's career was related to moles, and the ancients believed that Pangu opened the heavens and the earth with clear yang and turbidity for the earth.

Yang Qi is the Yang Qing Qi, and the Yin and Yang Qi are mixed to nurture all things.

The more even yin and yang in all things evolved into people.

Those who are more yang become gods, and those whose yang energy is higher than humans are transformed into mountain gods or spirit animals. Those who are in the yin turn into the void, and those who are slightly heavier in the yin qi turn into grass and trees.

Therefore, people born at different times have different yang energy, and if the yang energy is different, a person's five elements will appear strange, which will produce changes in palmistry.

The difference in fortune can be seen through tear moles. The ancients believed that by using the Yu Yu and the collection of ancient soldiers to ask for the Dharma seal, the yang energy could be improved and the fortune could be obtained.

There is also a romantic saying that a lacrimal mole is what tears look like after they have condensed. It is because when he died in his previous life, when his lover hugged him and cried, the tears fell on his face and formed a mark for reuniting after three lives.

And he will also repay the tears of his previous life for the other party.

Tear moles, the marks carved on the Sansheng stone, the traces that can't even be erased by reincarnation.

There is a legend that a woman with a tear mole not only loves to cry, but also because she has an unfinished karma in her previous life, she fell in love with someone in her previous life and experienced heartache, but she refused to let go of this relationship until she died, so they should leave a mole next to their eyes to remind themselves that they will continue to look for it in this life.

Complete her unfinished karma. I hurt the past, cried this life, and wet the afterlife.

This tear mole, which grows for the love of life, sprouts, grows, and finally withers.

What weeps is the love of this life, and what hurts is the love of the next life.

If this love cannot continue in the next life, then the tear mole will accompany him for all generations, and wait with him until the right person will find his pain.

There is also a saying that a person with a tear mole is doomed to be unhappy, because the person who accompanies him in the third life must be unhappy. ”

When he said the last sentence, Huang Yu looked up at Feng Qiao.

"That's why I'm so late getting married"

In this era, women and women can be said to be people, and those who can't get married for a long time either have a bad reputation, or they don't have a good background.

Feng Qiao didn't expect that the reason why Huang Yu didn't marry for a long time was like this.

Feng Qiao stretched out his hand, wanting to put the lotus hairpin in his hand on the hair of the phoenix feather.

He just wanted to comb his hair for this one person.

"I'm not afraid, I believe my fate is up to me"

He said.

Huang Yu's eyes suddenly moistened.

No one has ever said that to her, not afraid.

No one told her that my life is up to me, such arrogant words.

Feng Qiao smiled, then reached out and took Huang Yu's slightly cool hand, holding the fingertips with her body temperature in the palm of his hand.

Finger to finger, conveying the warmth of two people.

Summer water soup soup, endless for a while, catkins are soft, and flowing water is full of flowers.

At the end of the sacrifice, the people around you are boiling, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, just a blood-stained painting, how can you fight a little cinnabar in the corner of your eyes?

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