Chapter 490: Uninvited Guest

Chen Fei has always thought that beauties like Linchuan and Yan Yun'er are definitely the top in this era, even if they are compared with those bewitching and cheap goods in later generations, they are definitely the existence at the top of the beauty chain.

But today, just now, when he saw the face of the sect leader, even if it was just a glimpse, even if the time he saw her face was only for a few seconds, he was still so amazed that he forgot to breathe.

I don't know how to describe it, but I can only say: it's so beautiful!

After coming to the Tang Dynasty, he didn't see many beauties, but in his previous life, Chen Fei saw a lot of beauties of all kinds, big stars, Internet celebrities, and hipsters on the street. It can be said that there is no one who is better than the one just now!

It is unimaginable that there are still people in the world who are so beautiful that there is no flaw, and the woman has been gone for a long time before Chen Fei comes back to his senses from his trance.

But he quickly smiled freely. No matter how beautiful it is? I'm not a stallion in heat, and I have to pounce on a woman when I see it. It is enough to have Linchuan in this life.

Kindness... It's best to include Yan Yun'er in the harem.......

Chen Fei quickly recovered his mood, and while crooked, he bent down to pick up the veil that the woman had left on the ground, and dragged it on his hand, as if he could still smell her faint fragrance.

"Strange person, how does it feel like she wants to throw herself into her arms? Is it because I'm too attractive, or is there something else? This Notre Dame religion is really interesting. ”

Chen Fei had a hunch that all kinds of things with the Holy Mother Sect would not end so soon, although he didn't know where the main members of the Holy Mother Sect had gone now and what they planned to do, but he felt that they would meet again in the near future, at that time, I was afraid that it would no longer be like this time, but the real sword face!

"Ah Fei! Hoodlum! Hu Di ran up the hill like a whirlwind, came to Chen Fei excitedly, and shook a letter in front of Chen Fei with a letter in his hand.

"Ah Fei, there's a letter from home, it's yours!"

"What?" Chen Fei was stunned for a moment, thinking that his father was illiterate, how could he write to him? I took the letter and opened it to take a look, and found that this letter should be written by Wang Tian, and it should be written by my father on his behalf.

The content of the letter is very ordinary, it is nothing more than instructing Chen Fei to wear more clothes, not to freeze, to eat on time, and not to go hungry. And told him that everything was fine at home, and that the new house was almost built, and that it was expected to be completed after the beginning of spring. This year, my father will be home alone, so he may go to Uncle Chen Fei's house for a few days.....

A simple letter to the family was all plain between the lines, but Chen Fei almost cried when he saw it. At this moment, this scene is even more sad and touching.

I suddenly understood why it was sad to read those ancient poems that were written about the family. Chen Fei carefully folded the letter, put it away, and then patted Hu Di on the shoulder.

"Let's go. Go back and see how it goes. ”

"Hey, hey! Ah Fei, I really admire you more and more, I can actually get so many ways to be made by you during the Chinese New Year, I have heard for the first time, the brothers are crazy! ”

"For the New Year, naturally we have to be lively, otherwise everyone will sit together silently and count how much each other's nose hair has?"

Number... The other party's nose hair? Hu Di automatically made up a disgusting picture in his mind, and then trembled all over, looking at Chen Fei's gaze speechless.

Nima! You're too slight, aren't you?

Chen Fei, who was spoiled by the scenery, didn't feel that he was spoiled by the scenery, and after returning to the barracks and playing with everyone for a while, he waited for the start of the party.

The party was very much like the big gala of later generations, with a stage set up and then rows of stools underneath. The soldiers sat on their stools and waited towards the stage.

They were all curious about what kind of form today's party would be presented in front of everyone.

Suddenly, the drums sounded, and hundreds of people beat the drums in unison, like thunder, instantly breaking the silent night sky and igniting the passion of the soldiers.

The drum is a symbol of the charge, everyone clenched their fists excitedly when they heard the drum, and it seemed that they had returned to the bloody years of fighting on the battlefield and competing for military merits, and a flame ignited in everyone's eyes. They are the elite of battle-hardened, and the flames hidden in their blood are ignited in an instant by the sound of passionate drums.

The drummers hammered the drums hard and shouted "Drink!" to the rhythm while shouting loudly. Drink! Drink! ", the prelude to Chinese New Year's Eve, completely ignited! The soldiers shouted hello!

Just when the drums were full of passion, a scene that made the soldiers even more excited came!

In the midst of the drums, several women with beautiful figures came to the stage, dancing slowly, like a breeze in the passion of hot summer, which made the soldiers feel comfortable to the extreme, and many people burst out into wolf shouts.

The women took to the stage to perform a dance, and the drums gradually weakened, and finally disappeared, replaced by the distant fluttering sound of the qin, the guzheng and other ancient instruments.

The graceful dancing of the dancers made the soldiers who stayed in the barracks all year round and could not see the women fascinated and applauded them.

After a short time, the dancers finished a dance and left the stage one after another. The next show is a pantomime.

The reason why the host was not arranged and pantomime was chosen was because there were no props such as stereos and speakers in these years, and there were more than 10,000 people at the scene, and the people and ghosts sitting in the back could hear what the people on the stage in front of them were saying, so Chen Fei adapted some of the scripts in his previous life and turned them into more pantomimes that rely on his body to show, including poignant love dramas, bloody martial arts dramas, and hilarious comedies.

The culture of the past life is displayed in this era in such a way, but the effect is surprisingly good. The soldiers applauded the actors' performances, and the audience applauded continuously.

Only Chen Fei showed a lack of interest. After all, he watched a lot of shows in his previous life, and this kind of performance naturally didn't attract him, not to mention that the scripts were all written by himself, and he knew exactly what should happen, so it was normal to have no interest.

However... Cheng Chu's silent smile next to him is too exaggerated, right? This Nima will fly to the sky!

"Hahahaha! It's so much fun! Hahahaha! You can still play like this! Hahaha! Ah Fei, look at that fool! Hahaha! Look, look! How much fun! Cheng Chumo smiled and patted Chen Fei's shoulder, completely ignoring Chen Fei's darkening face.

Chen Fei...... Or are you more fun........

"Look first, I'm going to the thatched house!"

"Go, go, go!" Cheng Chumo waved his hand casually, not caring about Chen Fei's departure at all, now he has long been attracted by the performance on stage.

Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the place, although the atmosphere was good, it was still a little boring for him, and it was quite uncomfortable not to be interested.

At this time, the cold man in the back was patted on the back, "Hey! Hooligans, what are you doing here alone? ”

(End of chapter)