The situation in front of him was not only seen by Wang Chuan, but also seen by July.

Just kidding, Jianghu Baixiaosheng and Huajian Hou wrote a book of "The Secret History of the One-Word Gate", which was arranged like that by a "Chrysanthemum Treasure Book" by the Brokeback Mountain People, which made the two of them deeply mentally shocked, and they couldn't slow down for half a year. The brokeback and the mountain man duo in front of him have nothing to do with the Yizimen She Woman, and they don't believe it if they kill him.

You talk about this chicken fork and say in front of the brokeback mountain people that you want to write the word She Catch into "Fairy, Please Respect Yourself", isn't this looking for death?

"My admiration for the two of them is also like a river!"

July hurriedly grabbed the words and stopped the chicken fork who still wanted to continue the exchange, "But unlike Mr. Chicken Fork, compared to "Mountain Village Teacher", the contemptible people prefer "Chrysanthemum Treasure Book". The emotional entanglement between the rivers and lakes and the Hou of the flowers in this article, the tragic love, is really fascinating. I will write it again in the next book, and I must write such a tragedy that people sing. ”

He pays attention to the key sounds when he speaks, and from time to time he reminds the chicken fork with his eyes, suggesting that the chicken fork must not die again.

The chicken fork didn't know if he understood it, so he didn't speak anyway.

Wang Chuan asked: "It's not good that Fengyue Pavilion is produced and written like this, right?" Will anyone watch it? ”

July waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the contemptible people have already thought about it." The two "Mountain Village Teachers" also provided ideas for the contemptible people. It would be nice if the front was dominated by color, and the end turned into a tragedy. ”

Wang Chuan: "......"

Although there are many grooves to spit out in these words, Wang Chuan can't care about it now. The mountain man She Nuxia's anger is almost full, and Wang Chuan has to be careful at all times.

At this moment, a figure flickered in front of him. A man was having a good chat with someone when he suddenly flashed behind the door panel in the cabin.

Wang Chuan subconsciously felt that the person reacted because he saw that he might be She Wei, and was about to move, but She Wei took the lead and rushed over.

"You have escaped, go back and burn incense."

Wang Chuan said a word to Chicken Fork and July, and hurriedly followed.

There were also several tables and chairs behind the door panel, and the dodging person was not running fast, seeing that he couldn't run, he sat against the window in front of a table, pretending to look at the Lantern Festival night scene on both sides of the Qinglong River outside the window.

She Wei was fierce and was about to step forward, Wang Chuan hurriedly grabbed She Wei and said, "Don't worry. The boat is still docking. If you are too anxious and too fierce, what should you do if people see the situation wrongly and run ashore? ”

As he spoke, the huge flower boat suddenly shook violently. Some of the people who were sitting hurriedly grabbed the corners of the tables and leaned against the wall of the cabin, and those who stood and walked around swayed and almost fell.

Wang Chuan looked out the window and saw that the big boat started moving, slowly left the river bank, and floated into the middle of the Qinglong River.

“……”

Wang Chuan wanted to catch the host of the pen pal club of Fengyue Pavilion and throw him into the six-door torture room, and interrogate him well, if he couldn't get along with himself and slapped his face so quickly.

A guy wearing a black and white mask of impermanence walked to the middle of the cabin, raised his glass and said: "This party is really not easy, everyone chats and drinks freely, drinks and eats enough!" ”

Everyone applauded, raised their glasses in unison, clinked glasses with the black and white impermanence mask man void, and drank it all.

After drinking, everyone drank and chatted.

She Wei glanced back at Wang Chuan and walked towards the person sitting alone by the window. Wang Chuan had to follow.

The man was wearing a monkey mask, and had been paying attention to Wang Chuan and She Wei, and when he saw the two of them walking towards him, he panicked, looked out of the window all of a sudden, looked in front of him all of a sudden, closed his eyes all of a sudden, and pretended to greet people all of a sudden. The hands were sometimes raised and sometimes lowered, sometimes on the table and sometimes elsewhere, and there was really nowhere to put them.

But I don't know why, Wang Chuan always feels that he is a little familiar.

The moment She Wei and Wang Chuan sat down opposite the man, the person seemed to have been pricked by a needle under his buttocks, and he flicked it up.

"Wang Zhu...... Brokeback Mountain Man, you ...... Why are you here?! ”

The man spoke tremblingly.

Wang Chuan recognized this speech.

Roll Lee!

A famous storyteller, how can he also be a salty and wet author who mixes with Fengyue Pavilion?!

"How do you recognize us?"

Wang Chuan asked.

Li Roll said: "I heard you talking to Chicken Fork and July. I beg you two to help me keep it a secret, and don't let people know that I am a Red Dust Guest of Fengyue Pavilion. ”

"Red Dust Guest, is that you?!"

Wang Chuan was surprised. When he was in Chenggu County, the monk Dengcao gave him a lot of small books, most of which were mediocre, and he forgot them after reading them. impressed, the "Secret History of the One Word Gate" by Baixiaosheng and Huajian Hou, as well as the one of Hongchenke.

Hongchenke's book can no longer remember the name, but he is deeply impressed by the content of the book. You must know that even if there are many talents in Fengyue Pavilion, in this era, it is not ordinary people to be able to write a perverted book with a theme of behind-the-scenes manipulation and voyeurism.

Such a perverted salty and wet author, Hongchenke, turned out to be Master Li Roll, who looked indifferent on weekdays and focused on storytelling! What a human being who is unseemly! You can’t judge a book by its cover!

"Wang ...... Don't be quiet, adults! Don't be quiet, adults! ”

Li Roll was so anxious that he waved his hand vigorously.

She Wei said: "Since you have been in Fengyue Pavilion for a long time, you must know more about the situation here than we do." You come and tell me, where is Jianghu Baixiaosheng? What mask to wear? Where is the Flower Room? What mask to wear? ”

Li Roll smiled bitterly: "She catches ...... Don't be embarrassed, adults. In the next, he only occasionally contributes to the Wind Moon Pavilion, and has little communication with other authors in the Wind Moon Pavilion. And this time Fengyue Pavilion pen pal meeting, everyone is wearing masks, I just can't recognize it even if I want to! ”

"You're better known than I am."

Wang Chuan answered, "That's it, let's go our separate ways." Master Li, you are more familiar with Fengyue Pavilion than me, you take She ...... Adults look for it, I look for it from the other side. ”

Wang Chuan has a habit of fishing, and when he arrives at the flower boat of the pen pal club of Fengyue Pavilion, he does not stop fishing, and even sells his teammates to touch fish. How could She Wei not see his motives? But She Nuxia didn't break it, just glanced at Wang Chuan, and asked Li Roll to lead the way to find someone.

Anyway, he is already on the boat, and this bastard who has nothing to do but touch the fish in his heart is useless!

The two parties parted ways. Wang Chuan simply went to the other side of the door panel, and made sure that She Wei and Li Roll couldn't see him, so he found a table and chair to sit down.

Hey, I'm finally relieved.

Wang Chuan took a glass of wine, asked for some snacks, looked around, and sighed.

The flower boat of the pen pal club of Fengyue Pavilion is not even a sister, who will believe it? Lose face!

At this moment, a man wearing a flower-shaped mask and a grass mask walked up to Wang Chuan's table and sat down.

A flower said faintly: "I heard the chicken fork say, are you a broken back?" Where are the mountain people? I've been looking for you for a long time! ”