Most of the love in the world ends without a problem. The rest, either tormenting each other or stumbling on each other. There are few people who can be good.

The world is the most desperate.

The demon was also overshadowed by Fusu's refusal for a while, but she soon let go of her grief.

If you can't ask for it, you can't ask for it, who said that you have to hold it in your hands if you like it. It's also good to look at it from afar, and it's good to be blue-faced. The good-looking and powerful blue face is not something that anyone can meet.

It's just that he didn't calculate that he didn't include Fusu in the ranks of Lan Yan in the end, but he became Lu Canglang's red face. Alas, the time is also fate. In retrospect, it was a long time ago that I last met Fusu.

"Demon, long time no see. ”

I haven't seen him for more than 400 years, and he's still so good-looking.

Ahh

Heroes don't ask where they come from, and beauties don't ask where they come from.

A demon must be a different demon, and the boring life in the mountains is not suitable for her. Therefore, after the death of the old father, the demon who had no worries went to the world alone.

More than 500 years ago, during the Zhengde period, it was the period when the dynasty was gradually declining.

Looking at the world of warm wine with lanterns, the newcomer felt unprecedented happiness. She likes this kind of light, she likes to stand in the crowd and be looked at by all eyes, and she feels that such a presence is meaningful.

A demon, who was not bound by secular etiquette, chose the most direct and easiest way to get the attention of the people at that time.

The most prosperous Yingtianfu, the largest and most popular hook fence - Ruguang Pavilion, sells himself. The bustard mother looked around the demon with a charming face, and laughed so hard that the fat powder trembled, if it wasn't for the ears to block it, the blood-red mouth would have to grin to the back of the head.

The brothel management system of the Ming Dynasty was strict, and the visiting department was an official prostitute, and there would be no chance of turning over in his life.

The folk hook fence is different, most of them buy the children of poor families who have not grown up, and then train and raise them for many years. It is almost impossible to abduct and sell women from good families, and once the news leaks, even the officials in the area to which they belong will be killed.

Under such a majestic law, coupled with the fact that the hook bar itself is a business that ushers in and is sent to, the risk and return are not proportional, so naturally very few people step on the thunder.

It's no wonder that the bustard in the Ruguang Pavilion was in a beautiful and bubbling mood at that time, which is equivalent to picking up a big beauty that has grown into a big beauty for nothing, and it doesn't cost rice to feed the cash cow, it's just a big cake from the sky, a first-class good thing!

That naturally charming face made many pilgrims and merry scholars fall in love at first sight, and the natural wild charm of the demon made the flower seekers obsessed.

Soon, A Demon became the top brand of the Ruguang Pavilion. Of course, it's still the same sentence, you don't sell your body when you sell your art.

Actually, this is really an empty phrase.

She can't dance, and she doesn't know how to ink. Poetry, books, piano and chess, none of them can be handled.

Bustard also worried about her career because she was not good at anything, you must know that she was a prostitute in the Ming Dynasty, or a Qing person, so she didn't say it, but she also had to have a poetic and scholarly appearance.

After learning the pipa for two days, Ah Demon refused to tie the plucking piece on his hand, and after reading Confucius and Meng with Mr. for three days, he patted his ass and couldn't sit still.

With such a condition, she actually insisted on seeing guests. has been doing this for many years, and the bustard has never seen a girl like A Demon who can't wait to make money for herself.

It's just that what I never expected was that none of the guests who had seen the demon didn't leave happily. The fast ones come the next day, and the slow ones come in three or five days. proposed to redeem her, and there were as many people who had married as a main room like a carp crossing the river, and they couldn't be counted.

The bustard thinks that life is really a long time to see, what kind of people, all kinds of strange things. After watching her own top red man reject one suitor after another, Bustard thought that her vision was too high. I thought to myself, could it be that this girl wanted to climb the door of the emperor's relatives.

Soon, the bustard knew that he was wrong. The demon fell in love with people, and the bustard began to worry about his cash cow running away like this.

And in fact, she was right to be worried.

One night, Fusu was a guest at the invitation of his friend Lu Canglang. During the dinner, the poets and literati sighed at Fusu's erudition and talent, and after the banquet, someone proposed to make the east and invite everyone to go to the Ruguang Pavilion.

In this way, surrounded by everyone, Fusu stepped into the hook bar for the first time in his life.

The Confucian scholar in Zuodong should be equivalent to the current rich second generation, and he directly threw the whole bag of silver to the bustard's mother, saying that he must meet the top girl Shen Qinghuan.

The bustard's mother's surname is Shen, and she spent some money to find Mr. Xun to give this name, a demon, after all, it sounds a bit of a diaphragm. Demon, it was really not a good word in those days.

A demon is too lazy to argue, anyway, there is a flower affair in the world, and he will leave when he is not interested, what is the importance of playing who is called what name at this time? !

Fusu doesn't drink alcohol, because he knows that if he drinks too much, he will do things that he shouldn't do and scare others. Like, fly, or let someone else fly.

At this time, the head card of the Ruguang Pavilion called Shen Qinghuan did not have the same attitude as ordinary Qing people, and he came out without a thousand calls. Entering the largest private room, there were many Confucian scholars who had seen some of the world's second generation officials and young masters, but they were all shocked by this beautiful woman who saw her for the first time.

The playful posture, casual and free look, and the gestures are very vivid, not like the ordinary women seen in life. She is not shy and delicate, nor is she arrogant and cold, nor is she enthusiastic and flattering.

Shen Qinghuan, the top red man, sat on the master's seat by himself, looking at the men one by one with a pair of peach blossom and phoenix eyes, without being shy. After looking at it for a while, he laughed happily, revealing his white teeth. It is very rare for a woman to laugh like this in Song Shi.

A young man asked, "I don't know why the girl is laughing." ”

"Laugh at your brocade clothes and costumes, laugh at your handsomeness, laugh at your handsomeness, and laugh at Qinghuan is fortunate to meet you. Such untrue and false words, from her mouth, made everyone very convinced.

A group of scholars and young people listened to the good words praised by the beauties, and they laughed for a while.

She didn't bring any maids into the house, and at this time, when the turtle saw Shen Qinghuan waving his sleeves, he closed the door of the private room with interest.

Then, a puff of smoke mixed with peach, pink and willow green spread from the roof, instantly enveloping everyone in the venue...

Nothing seems to have changed, but everything has changed. The people in the house were immersed in the illusion and laughed and talked happily, and there were two more figures on the top of the eaves of the Ruguang Pavilion.

"Say, who are you?" The fake body of Shen Qinghuan in the house was surrounded by all the scholars, and the demon on the roof had a cold face.

She was so nervous that she had heard that there were some masters in the world who had attained the 'Dao' and were dedicated to hunting and killing aliens like herself.

The man who came with the pilgrims was far superior to her, and her proud mind-reading skills could not read his mind at all. Although the words were said with confidence, in essence, her teeth chattered with fear in her heart.

"Vision. Fusu looked away from the woman's face and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. Human affairs have nothing to do with me. ”

It was probably at this moment that the lonely Qing on Fusu's face instantly moved the demon of the year.

Many years later, Ah Demon still remembers the moon at that time, Fusu at that time.

It was only after many years that he returned to the woodland to sleep that she understood the meaning of those words.

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