The bud in front of him faintly emitted a faint light, resonating with the Chixiao Sword. The cacophony of the whole world slowly died down and fell silent.

Rogan stared at the flower, reaching out to touch it, the burning pain spreading through the tips of his fingers, and Rogan struggled to put his hand on the flower with a hideous face.

When touched, the heaven and earth lit up, and the world changed again......

Several buildings and pavilions are connected together, the huge bucket arch supports the roof, and the door posts are carved everywhere, there are dragon pattern tabby, birds and beasts, all kinds of strange things, and so on.

Different from common doors and windows, the golden yellow hook edge, the vermilion window forms a strong visual conflict with this.

Agarwood and nanmu are the materials of the doorposts, and the aroma is mixed with the copper smell of coins into a strange symphony, which is a bloated woman wearing heavy makeup, wearing gold and silver, as long as she shows off her wealth to the world.

It's luxurious, but there's not much taste, and there's a sense of dissonance everywhere.

Luo Gan thought to himself, there is still such a world in the depths of the Red Flower Sea, I don't know if it's true or false. Walking towards the house, Rogan felt his mind empty.

There was a scolding voice in the room, and his voice was rough and powerful, and Rogan subconsciously felt very familiar, so he ran quickly.

In front of him was a wall, and through the straight window, I could see some light inside.

Strange, what lights are lit in broad daylight?

Poking open the window paper, Rogan saw a back, a strong man dressed as a landlord, with his chest and arms bare, as if no amount of clothes could cover it. Commanding the subordinate in front of him, the subordinate was submissive, kneeling down to polish the landlord's shoes, and the landlord kicked away the subordinate and sat down silently.

The subordinates were still apologizing, and the landlord waved his hand and told him to get out. Rogan moved sideways to the side and saw the subordinate running out of the door, followed by hundreds of subordinate people cultivating the spinach field, and the green spinach was connected together, like a green ocean all over the mountains.

The landlord sat in the house and cleared his throat loudly, the sound permeated the whole house, and even Rogan outside the house could hear it clearly, Rogan hurriedly covered his ears, watched his subordinates work hard, and said something in their ears.

"Thanks to the head of the house, you don't have to worry about your work! How can we let the head of the house do the work? ”

The subordinate who had just been reprimanded was unexpectedly stunned, and kept bowing his head and apologizing.

From the other side of the corridor, there came several plump young ladies, all of them white-skinned and beautiful, plump bodies, all dressed in golden tunics.

When I looked closely, the one who followed behind was Ayu, the wife of the second tiger! Grizzled and dirty, he doesn't dress up like a subordinate.

The ladies walked through the corridor to the inner hall, where they stood in a row in front of the landlord.

"Master Tiger, my sisters have said hello to you." The leading girl bowed her head charmingly.

The landlord got up and walked up to her, holding the woman's chin with his hand as if he were a pet. Now Luo Gan recognized that the landlord was the second tiger!

What's going on? The landlord is a second tiger? Well? What am I going to do right away? Rogan felt his memory slowly fading, and he had begun to forget the meaning of his visit, and he didn't understand why he had to scouch outside the door and look sneaky.

Erhu directly hugged the girl who took the lead, hugged and kissed her unscrupulously, and had no scruples about the feelings of the girls around him. The strange thing is that several girls seem to be observing with interest, looking forward to being favored by the second tiger.

The second tiger had fun with the girl and danced wildly, and only Ayu was depressed in the room.

Rogan shook his head in disbelief, sympathizing with Ayu.

But when I think about it, my brother is living a happy life as a fairy, what are you doing here? As soon as he stood up, the window creaked, alarming the two tigers in the house.

Erhu: "Who?" Come out for me! ”

Luo Gan calmly opened the window, and when Erhu saw that it was Luo Gan, he threw away the girl in his hand, completely ignoring her falling to the ground.

The second tiger opened his arms and greeted Luo Gan: "Isn't this my good brother!" How did you come! ”

Rogan completely forgot his purpose in his mind, and rolled into the window to hug the two tigers, and the two tigers suddenly remembered something.

Erhu: "Ah Luo, you wait for me, sit down first." ”

Erhu clapped his hands, several people ran to the front, Erhu ordered in a few words, several people withdrew, and after a while, several desserts were placed on the table in front of Rogan.

There are delicate frozen crispy flower cakes, glutinous rice refined "Touhua Glutinous", "Hongqiao" dyed rice noodles into colorful colors, and steaming mutton soup, all of which have a common feature - large.

A few bowls of dishes crowded the table, Erhu ate the mutton soup proudly, didn't wait for the soup spoon, and grabbed it directly with his hands, and the appearance was no different from the pig arch cabbage. The greasy hand grabbed the ice-clean and jade-clear flower cake, stuffed it into the blood basin, and gluttonized all the delicacies.

Erhu: "Ah Luo, don't be stunned, eat quickly!" ”

After that, the grease-stained hand picked up the Hongqiao and handed it to Luo Gan, Luo Gan was nauseated for a while, and didn't dare to take it, Erhu didn't realize the problem at all, threw Hongqiao in front of Luo Gan, and continued to eat by himself.

Hungry, Rogan couldn't help but pick up one of the new frozen pastry cakes and ate them, and the milky aroma overflowed in his mouth for a moment, and the fresh and bright taste brought great pleasure. The contrast between the warm filling and the frozen crust is the supreme pleasure of flying naked among the clouds!

Luo Gan continued to put food into his mouth, bite after bite, eating more and more, eating faster and faster, and it didn't take long for him to be no different from Erhu, greedily pulling everything he could into his mouth.

After a full meal, the two collapsed in their chairs, looking at each other and smiling.

Rogan: "Brother, how did you send it?" ”

Erhu looked a little confused and couldn't remember.

Erhu: "Forget, you can eat and drink, and the happiness is over!" Why do you want to do so much? It only adds to the troubles. ”

Rogan still had pastry crumbs on his lips, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, feeling very happy.

Rogan: "Life should be so indulgent. ”

Erhu: "Isn't it always like this?" Ha ha! Remember to enjoy it for as long as you can remember, and it's good to enjoy it. ”

Seeing the scorching sun outside, Erhu took Luo Gan's hand and went out for a walk, Luo Gan passed by Ayu's side, and when he saw her bitter face, he no longer felt sympathy in his heart.

The two went outdoors together, one with a straw hat to watch the coolie farming, and the two tigers pointed out the country like a big man.

Erhu: "What about my two tigers, I don't ask for much, let them work diligently, just feed our family, don't the whole world is my two tigers' fertile land, it's enough, it's good." ”

As he spoke, Erhu put his arm around Rogan's shoulders and laughed insolently. Luo Gan is very envious, this place is a high place, countless civilians come and go, all living beings are suffering, but the mansion of the two tigers is like an ideal township, one person enjoys a paradise-like life, and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.

To have such a life, Rogan is happy for the second tiger.

At the foot of the mountain, women dressed in green clothes and tulle wore hats back and forth on the road, and officials on horseback kept falling down the cliffs as if they were lost, one after the other. Passers-by are like clockwork machines, going back and forth according to a fixed itinerary, life and death.