Damn, this little girl is really bathed in milk? Tsk, no wonder this body is ice muscle clear, delicate as fat. If you really go to peek at this little girl taking a bath, it will be infinitely beautiful

Wei Wu's eyes rolled slightly, and he grinned and said, "Hehe, Miss Wan'er, I haven't even been to the Assassin's Mansion, how can I peek at you taking a bath?" ”

Zhu Wan'er's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, her head was raised, and she glared at Wei Wudao viciously: "Hmph! If you peeked, I would" But I couldn't say any more, a blush appeared on my cheeks, and I lowered my head again.

Tsk, fifth brother, if I peek, you little girl, where is there still innocence? Don't you have to hurry up and shoot slowly to obey Lao Tzu? A husband and a husband, Wei Wuxin thought of this, and couldn't help but scratch his body, and the corners of his mouth were sticky and salivating.

"Wan'er, what would happen if I peeked at the fifth brother?" Wei Wu leaned closer with a silver smile on his face.

"Humph!" Zhu Wan'er's beautiful eyes opened slightly, but when she saw the silver look on Wei Wuzheng's face, she snorted softly, and opened her mouth to say: "Wei Wu, if you peek at me taking a bath, I will definitely castrate you!" After she finished saying the last two words, she instantly turned red from her cheeks to the roots of her ears.

I said, this chick still has such a fierce side? Wei Wu's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhu Wan'er suspiciously, and then said seriously: "Miss Wan'er, this is not good!" If you castrate me! I'm afraid-" Speaking of this, he shook his head bitterly, sighed, and saw Zhu Wan'er leaning over with a puzzled expression, his expression instantly rippled, and he laughed with a thief's eyebrows: "Hehe, I'm afraid that the girls in the entire Ezhou will have to find Miss Zhu desperately!" ”

"Phew!" Zhu Wan'er snorted lightly, but she was amused by the thickness of this filthy little er's skin, pursed her lips, and asked with some doubts: "Do you know that Wang Luoji is the son of King Jingzhao Yin, and you dare to be so rude?" ”

"Ahem, as long as it is for Miss Zhu's lifelong happiness, even if I, Wei Wu, go up to Daoshan and go down to the oil pot, I will never shirk!" Wei Wuyi waved his hand solemnly.

"Humph!" Zhu Wan'er's face flushed, and she whispered: "Flim tongue!" ”

Tut, this little girl looks shy and ashamed, she is really seductive, looking at this little blushing Wei Wu looked at Zhu Wan'er with a smile on his face, and was about to open his mouth to deepen his impression, but saw that Du Zongwu was stupid and got over, and asked innocently: "Fifth brother, let's not turn around?" ”

Zhu Wan'er's cheeks became more and more red, her head drooped, and she hurriedly took two steps back.

Wei Wu's heart is very angry, can you make the cooked duck fly? When Lao Tzu was flirting with the sister of Lord Shi, you also came to make trouble?

glanced at Du Zongwu angrily, and opened his mouth to say: "Shopping for a fart, didn't you see this person scared away by Wang Laoji?" ”

Du Zongwu scratched his head, stretched out his hand and pointed to the shop on the side of the road, and said with a smile: "Fifth brother, this shop can't be scared away, let's go shopping, and we don't come to see people?" ”

Wei Wu sweated profusely on his forehead, even Du Zongwu, you fool, would argue with me? opened his mouth and snorted: "Well, in that case, then Miss Wan'er, I see an old man painting on the street in front of me, let's go and take a look?" ”

Zhu Wan'er didn't want to stay with this filthy little er for a while, but she heard him say that she wanted to go to the front to see the old man painting.

Thinking that Fang Cai's filthy little two was still teasing himself, he couldn't help but open his mouth and teased: "Hmph, then let's go and take a look, now the people of Ezhou say that Wei Wu, the second little boy of the Yellow Crane Tower Shop, is a Wenqu star, why don't you also make a pair of ink treasures on the street and see if you can sell it for a good price?" Du Zongwu and Sun Zhuoyi also echoed excitedly.

I said, if our Mobao is thrown back, won't it be a shame? Wei Wulao's face turned red at first, then he waved his hand, and said in an unfathomable manner: "Ahem, Fifth Brother, my Mobao is hard to find, how can I sell it at will on the street!" Ahem, let's go and take a look first! ”

Zhu Wan'er wanted to refuse, but as if she couldn't control her steps, she followed him all the way.

Du Zongwu seemed to have been mentioned by Sun Zhuoyi, and he no longer came up to talk, and traveled with Sun Zhuoyi and the others, far behind.

When I got closer, I saw an energetic, sharp-eyed white-robed old man painting, and a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure standing respectfully beside him.

The two of them approached curiously, but saw that the painting was nearing the end, the painting was sparse on the moon and stars, the first floor was isolated, but this building was the cornices cascading, shaped like a yellow crane, spreading its wings and ready to fly. The big river on the side of the building goes to the east, and the waves chase the waves. The style of painting is also simple and concise, and a few strokes have already outlined the momentum of the mighty river roaring away.

"The old gentleman is a good painter!" Zhu Wan'er only glanced at it twice, and then praised the armrest.

When the old man heard the appreciation, he raised his head, looked at the two people who walked in, and smiled indifferently, but the painting was finished.

Seeing that Zhu Wan'er's praise was ignored by this old man, Wei Wu wanted to show his ability to appreciate paintings, squinted his eyes, and grinned: "Old man, I look at this painting you made, but I am homesick?" ”

The old man's face changed suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Wei Wu carefully, and wondered, "How did Childe come to this conclusion?" ”

Hehe, it's better to be taught by an elementary school teacher! When you see the moon, you feel homesick, and your painting is a lonely building, which must be a metaphor for being in a foreign land? Wei Wu stood with his hands in his hands, and said with an unfathomable face: "This is nothing, the old gentleman's painting of the lonely moon and remnant stars, the lonely building near the river, is just a lonely word, Xiao Ke can make this conclusion!" ”

The old man stroked his long beard slightly, opened his mouth and sighed softly: "The son is really talented!" The artistic conception of the old man's painting is homesickness. Then he seemed to be homesick, and he picked up his pen and ink and wrote a line of poetry on the painting:

"I lived in Chang'an for thirty years, and I couldn't return to Pengju.

A piece of nostalgia, pay for the water and the sky.

The soul has returned, and I am in pain.

I cry even more, and I can't live in peace. ”

Wei Wu stroked his palms and smiled: "Old man, your homesick poem is also sincere, how about I also echo two crooked poems?" ”

"Childe, please—" The old man's face was delighted, and he bowed slightly.

Wei Wu paced two steps casually, but it was difficult to find inspiration, and when he saw the sunset, his eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth and said: "The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world." ”

The old man listened to Wei Wu's casually broken poem, frowned and muttered for a long time, but when he saw that Wei Wu no longer spoke, he couldn't help but open his mouth and ask, "Childe?" That's it."

I said, I can forget such familiar poems? Could it be that I've been drinking too much alcohol lately and my memory is failing? "Ahem, a good sentence is made in nature, and a good hand can get it!" Wei Wulao's face was not even red, and he smiled casually: "I'll only echo this sentence!" ”

The old man bowed his head slightly, and wrote down in the left space of the calligraphy and painting, "The sun is setting, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world!" This sentence is left blank up and down, as if to wait for someone to fill in the poem, and then roll up the word and picture, and said with a smile: "Today I met with the son, it is fate, this lonely building near the river, I will send it to the son!" ”

Huh? This old man, his feelings don't sell paintings, he sells favors? Wei Wu was surprised to reach out and take the scroll, and then turned back to Zhu Wan'er and said with a hippie smile: "Miss Wan'er, do you like this painting?" ”

"This old gentleman's painting style is simple and his gestures are strong, I naturally like it very much!" Zhu Wan'er replied casually.

Wei Wuxing took two steps, came to Zhu Wan'er's side, stuffed the scroll in his hand into her arms, and said with a sly smile: "Haha, since Wan'er you like it, I'll give you this calligraphy and painting!" ”

Zhu Wan'er's cheeks were red, but she took a step back, not daring to pick up his calligraphy and paintings.

The middle-aged man beside the old man was unhappy, his eyebrows furrowed suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "My family is big-master, how can you give away your calligraphy and paintings casually?" ”

The old man waved his hand lightly, stopped the roar of the big man next to him, and smiled slightly without care: "Little boy, you are not limited to etiquette, and you have extraordinary knowledge, the old man guesses, the son must be surnamed Wei!" ”

Yes? Could this old man be a Taoist priest? Wei Wu glanced at the old man in surprise, tilted his head sideways and squinted at him with a vigilant expression, and opened his mouth to say, "How do you know?!" Then he whispered in a wry voice: "Are you the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain?" ”

Although Wei Wu's voice was small, the two of them were not far away, the old man heard it clearly, but he was not annoyed, his eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Wei Gongzi, the old man wants to give this calligraphy and painting to Yu Gongzi, since Gongzi wants to take this calligraphy and painting as a love token and transfer it to this young lady, then the old man is going to make an exception today!" ”

"Phew!" When Zhu Wan'er heard that the old man actually said that this painting was a token of love given to her by Wei Wu's filthy little er, she couldn't help but snort softly, and muttered in a low voice: "You are not ashamed, who wants his love token!" Her voice was so soft that none of them heard it.

"Ahh Wei Wu hurriedly hugged the picture scroll in his arms, looked at him vigilantly and opened his mouth and said: "You are old and respectful, this thing sent out is the water that was spilled, where can you take it back at will!" ”

"Haha, Fifth Master Wei, you are wrong! I'm going to make an exception and put this calligraphy and painting on the spot! The old man looked at the nervous look on Wei Wu's face, and couldn't help laughing.

"Huh? How do you know my name? Wei Wu was shocked, seeing that this old man had a kind face, not like a bad person, he handed over the scroll again, and said with a smile: "The old gentleman is really a master of Longhu Mountain!" Please sign this namebook! ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "The old man just came to Ezhou, and I heard that there is a shopkeeper in this Ezhou city who is shocking, and he is a pair of Shanglian who despises the people of the world, and is rumored to be a Wenqu star!" Today, when I saw the appearance of the son, his demeanor was seven points similar to the rumors, which was inferred in vain. ”

The old man is kind on the surface, but he is smiling in his heart, and it is rumored that Wei Wusheng, the second child of the first shop in Ezhou, is also handsome and extraordinary, but the demeanor and actions of the words are extremely obscene, and now I see that there are really seven points of similarity, how can the old man not guess you?

"Then you're always giving me a name!" Wei Wu saw the old man smiling, but he didn't accept the scroll, he was anxious, and opened his mouth to tease: "Then I am on the link, can you come up?" ”

The old man's face turned red, and he shook his head lightly and said, "Wei Gongzi's connection is extremely difficult, and the old man thinks that he can't come up!" ”

Wei Wu saw that the old man was honest, and continued to tease: "What about the words I just said? Can you make it up for me? ”

The old man frowned slightly, as if he was still thinking about Wei Wu's poem that was not up or down, stroked his beard like a dried old corn whisker, and said: "This poem is lyrical with a scene, how can the old man make it without seeing this scene?" If Wei Gongzi completes the poem of Fang Cai, the old man will sign it for you! ”

Damn, I don't care if you're famous! Wei Wu twitched the corner of his mouth and wanted to refuse, but he felt that this old man was extremely mysterious, and he could recognize me through the outstanding demeanor of the fifth brother? Besides, he knows Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu doesn't know him, isn't he a loss? frowned and thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and pouted, and said in a weird manner: "Hmph, you have to listen to this fifth brother's words at the bottom of the box!" ”

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