Mo Fan looked at the slightly low red walls and white tiles in front of him, the majestic main door was tightly closed, and on the other side, the old side door with only black paint was ajar, waiting for the unknown guests to step in.

The young man's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, glanced at the side door, and was about to say something to Bai Anzhi, but a white-faced boy stepped out of the door of the Bai family, looking like a cynical son, his face was full of unconcealable pride, he casually glanced at everyone, and opened his mouth to say:

"What a romantic person I want to marry Xiao Man'er, I didn't expect it to be really surprising at first sight, it was such a reckless man!"

His gaze swept over Mo Fan, without pausing, looking at Scar: "Does the well frog have the heart to swallow the moon?"

Although the tone of the words was questioning, it revealed an irrefutable meaning of domineering.

"What are you, dare to mutter about your grandfather!"

Before Mo Fan asked what the words "marry a little man" meant, the scar on the side couldn't help but scold.

He has been in a row for most of his life, and he has never only recognized the reason of the strong, even so, when he encounters a strong man who is not an enemy, he still has to take advantage of some words, how can he think that the person in front of him is a gentleman, but he dares to mock him like this, and he is really angry:

"That Mo Fan is just a child, there are still three truths in my Taoist words, and let him, you are so sneering, do you really think that your sword grandfather will not dare to kill people in the city?"

"Hehe... If you had done it with Bai Taishan, with the face of the City Lord's Mansion, I might have been able to look at you squarely, but they were beaten like this in the street, and the dog and its owner didn't dare to bark more, so how could I look down on you?"

Brother Gongzi still didn't look at Mo Fan, glanced at Scar and said with a grin, and although the mighty Bai An paper was respectfully called Bai Taishan in his mouth, his handsome face lacked even a little respect.

"Hey, official, aren't you angry when he scolds Huai like this?" Bai Xiaoman, who was on the side, didn't think it was a big deal to watch the play, and with a dripping roll of his eyes, he moved the lotus step to Mo Fan, and said close to the young man's ear, "If I hadn't been able to beat him a long time ago!"

Mo Fan's ears itched, so he took a step to the side, but Bai Xiaoman immediately followed, looking like he was going to stick to you now.

This kind of ear and sideburns grinding look reflected in the eyes of the young boy, and suddenly provoked him between his eyebrows, how could he tolerate such a provocation when he had already regarded Bai Xiaoman as one of the partial houses in his heart, without saying a word, the figure took half a step forward, and reached into his sleeve with his left hand to pinch the corner of the talisman, and was about to trigger the spiritual power, but was kindly patted on the left shoulder by the flashed Bai An paper, and the fire talisman in the sleeve was broken!

The spiritual power reversed and hit the dantian, Huang Zhuden snorted in a muffled voice, sensing the abnormality of the meridians in his body, and he hurriedly transported the family heirloom Huang Ting's inner Jingyu Sutra heart method to stabilize the spiritual power.

Bai Xing was unaware, and said with a smile: "Today's visitor is a guest, don't make trouble with Xiao Man'er, let Xiaomo shopkeeper come into the house!"

Over there, Bai Xiaoman was still playing a little trick with Mo Fan, and when he was having fun, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him suddenly stopped when he heard her father speak, turned his head and said:

"The doorman, the curtain guard... Hmmm......"

“...... Woo......?!"

Bai Xiaoman, who had just turned back after listening to his father's words, and Mo Fan, who was about to speak, turned his head, and under the circumstances that neither of them expected, they slowly and inevitably "bumped" into each other from the stunned Bai Anzhi in a posture of rising in the Yanggu Valley and the sunset entering the Yu Abyss!

Four good-looking thin lips stuck to one place......

Then, in the silent Qian Qing Alley, there was a clear slap and the sound of a certain girl's teeth grinding.

A few years later, Mo Fan recalled his first kiss with Bai Xiaoman, and couldn't help but hate: "The old man was ruthless in exposing his hole cards back then, and yelled 'time and space pause', so there would be so many later!"

And then...... In exchange for a heavy brain collapse from the girl next to her, who was more gorgeous.

Seeing this scene of being a parent and ignoring it, Bai Anzhi was instantly stunned like a wooden chicken, and the hand on Huang Zhu's left shoulder clicked and clenched, so painful that the young man who was conditioning the dantian on the side screamed and fainted in pain, and on the other hand, the silver ring treasure knife that the scar never left his hand was shocked to the ground, making a loud "bang" sound, and startled the confused Huang surnamed Gongzi to look up, and coincidentally saw that the young man had just withdrawn from the girl's mouth, and the beautiful girl he liked stood in place, clearly a lost soul that was rejected for a kiss.

For a while, Huang Zhu didn't know if the pain at the tip of his heart was worse, or the pain in his shoulder bone was worse......

Anyway, he yelled "The erection is incompatible!", and then went into shock.

Mo Fan, who took two steps back, finished his words rather sluggishly: "The doorman, the doorman, and the curtain barrier guard are also ......."

Witnessing the whole process, even if he knew that no one could complain about this matter except God, if he had to pick out one, he was afraid that his old father, who was trying to lead the "wolf" to drive the "tiger", would bear the brunt, but even so, seeing his beloved daughter being robbed of her reputation for chastity by others on the street, his big hands couldn't help but tremble, obviously suppressing a certain volcano that was about to erupt.

After fifteen breaths, Bai Xingxiang sighed, looked at Mo Fan again, and said in a deep voice: "The person who enters and exits the place of man is the door!"

Before the voice fell, Bai Anzhi scanned the crowd in the field, the suction power between his left hand rose sharply, and he took more than 20 passers-by who heard and witnessed his daughter's virginity being taken away and Huang Zhu, who fainted on the ground, and reflexively entered his house.

A deep voice came from the faint voice: "Shopkeeper Mo, please bring your people into the house and talk!"

At this time, Mo Fan, who couldn't care about the difference between the side door and the main door, glanced at the scar, and the two walked into the Bai family's mansion together. Looking back, I didn't see the pretty woman who was just independent, leaving only the red velvet flowers that spat out from the shadow.

There was a "boom" behind him, and the dark giant gate gradually closed in one place, only the gate that was engraved with copper nails by the holy family due to the catastrophic battle ten years ago stood tall in the Qian Qing Alley that gradually passed passers-by!

Above the gate, a total of 25 copper nails stand on five roads, showing the unique honor of ordinary businessmen.

The door nails are five vertical and five horizontal, and the doorman is the doctor.

......

Which son did not look at the rivers and lakes when he was young, and which scholar did not look forward to the military department when he was useless.

The rivers and lakes are as big as the temples. The temple is as big as the community. The sheji is as big as the road to immortality in people's hearts.

In the eleventh year of Longxing in the Qi Kingdom, a spring rain fell outside Chang'an City. On the pheasant moat of the east city wall, there is an old man looking up at Mangdan.

On this day, the girl with the jade flute and the chessboard left Hengqu Street and came to Chang'an Street to see the seventy-nine willows.

She can't speak, her ears have been deaf, only a pair of bright eyes can see, and the weak body that has not liked to move for many years has been extremely laborious to come to Chang'an Street, but she got lost in the drifting mountain fog, and when she came back to her senses, she saw the pink walls and tiles around her, and the gold-painted fence.

Above the high door, the paulownia plaque is engraved with three gilded characters of "Chaoyun Pavilion", two copper gossip mirrors are hung on the side, the left is painted with a low-eyed girl holding a pipa, the right is engraved with a bewitching woman with a red rope tied around her waist, look inside, only to see a main corridor winding path through the secluded, the Yanguan Song Building inside is innumerable, each point hangs the big red lantern with the words "Ann Hotel", "Flower Tea Workshop", "Yuxiang Building" and so on, at this time, it is not yet lively and extraordinary.

Even the untouched jade fence knows where this place is. As the saying goes, the ancients "go to the sea to tie a red rope and break the green silk from the good", the gorgeous image on the fence door that only wears a bandeau and a red rope around the waist shows that the things here are obviously not the ones she originally wanted to see.

A red cloud climbed the girl's fair and tender face, and the woman on the bronze mirror was too violent...... Too exposed...... It's shy, the red belly pocket that the second mother next door hung in the house that night is shy, her big treasure is so young to see these things every day, how can I go to his house to tell the hexagram in the future...... Moreover, how can this person be so ...... So big...... Master has never told me anything like this......!

Yu Shi looked down at the small mountain bag under his apricot yellow shirt, and was just about to raise his little hand to gesture, when he suddenly thought of something, his pretty face was flushed, and he secretly sighed: Bah, shameless!

Turning around to bypass this road, in the distant memory, the master's admonition to her at the beginning of the mountain rain suddenly came to mind:

"O Zhu'er, you have to remember that people like us who tell the destiny of heaven must not look for a way back. ”

"Master, why?" the girl with pigtails raised her little face, her eyes full of puzzlement, "how familiar the road you have walked." ”

"But we can't go," the woman who was busy combing her braids smiled gently, looked at her favorite apprentice, and said softly, "Because you... It's the one who walks ahead of time!"

The vaguely warm figure in the memory was as if sighing.

"Oh, I see!"

......

Gently lifting the backgammon board carved from Kunshan stone on his right hand, blocking the light and shadow reflected by the gossip mirror in front of the Qinglou, Jade Fence strengthened his spirit and silently walked towards the front of the alley.

It's just that such a weak and moving woman walked in front of the Qinglou by herself, even in broad daylight, there will always be some sperm worms with unsightly eyes who want to take advantage of the unconscionable...

Li Youxia is not an ordinary gentleman, he opened early at the age of five to read poetry and books, seven years old to write songs, twelve years old to make his own body "Shangyun Fu" shocked Chang'an, was known as the "doctor of the pen", if he goes to Beijing to take the exam one day, there will be a glorious ancestor. Unexpectedly, when he was thirteen years old, he participated in the children's examination, but he only passed the initial county examination with difficulty, and did not even pass the second-level government examination.

Some acquaintances came to the door to persuade them, but they were all taken out of the mansion by Li Youxia, only to see that Li Dacai was dressed in the opposite way of Confucianism, with his chest and abdomen exposed, wearing a square scarf, and his behavior was extremely unruly, and he was even more scolding in his mouth: "Lao Tzu wants to take words, how can he be in the eight-strand strategy? I have been reading poetry and books for eight years in vain, and I have polluted my ears and eyes in vain!"