The night of the white clouds is elegant, although it is occasionally cold, but it also gives people comfort, although it is very incompatible with the heavy mood of the young generals of the brocade clothes at the moment, and it also forms a sharp contrast, but it will not be puzzling at all.

Because you are you, the clouds are clouds, the moon is the moon, the moon in the clouds does not cry when you cry, and the clouds float under the moon when you laugh.

The exterior scene is not impermanent according to people's moods, and the impermanence has always been just our weak heart.

The old man of Maoshan looked at Lin Qingshan, who was panting like a cow on the hospital bed, and he felt very uncomfortable!

"Alas! Just because Hongchen has met you by chance, what has remained unchanged for 10,000 years can only be to dance with demons and catch monsters with you. But you met her again, and became the father of the demon fairy who went through the tribulation of the Red Dust Inn! Hey, it's good now, you have to follow when people cross over.

Come on, come on, you have to drag the old brother. Ay......! The old man of Maoshan didn't take the Qingfeng Sword that the Black Dragon Commander had on his neck seriously at all, he sighed to himself and said.

"Ah......? Master, you're saying we've all crossed over! Shui Mo's big eyes widened, and Baba Di looked at the old man of Maoshan and asked.

"...... you? Who knows! But your young lady is very much like that little devil, a little demon king who graduated from the True Heavenly Immortal Academy. The old man of Maoshan said casually with the ink in his heart.

"Old-fashioned! You turned out to be an old Taoist priest of the Arctic Pavilion? I, Black Dragon Three, am convinced. After tens of thousands of years of time to come to the feet of this great tomorrow, you are still so authentic and sanctimonious, fairy wind bones! The black-clothed little commander grinned, and as he spoke, he put away his three-foot Qingfeng sword that slashed demons and demons, and stood aside obediently and didn't say anything more.

"Gotcha...... Come on! Rest for all! Uncle Lin woke up. Shui Mo looked at Lin Qingshan, who slowly sat up from the hospital bed, and shouted loudly.

"That's it! All right! The head of the head coach is really extraordinary, and the Maoshan Dao technique is worthy of its name! ……”

Everyone was awakened by the shouts of ink, and they all pulled their eyes back from the old man of Maoshan and the little commander in black, and they all looked at them in unison, and cheered in unison.

"Jin Bing has entered the customs? What about the white commander, the black commander, and the green dragon commander? Is it to pursue the Jin soldiers? Lin Qingshan took a big breath of the strong smell of herbs in the Medical Daoist Hall, glanced at the surrounding brothers, and asked the two subordinates with a pant.

"Tell the commander, the golden soldiers have not yet entered the customs, but the Qinglong commander is fighting with the golden soldiers on the front line of Jiayu Pass, he has just used carrier pigeons to send a good news that said: In less than half a month, our army can repel the golden soldiers, I hope the commander and the brothers do not worry about it! He also said that it may be more than half a month, and he will be able to return triumphantly! ”

The little general of Bailong said with a smile to Lin Qingshan, reporting the battle report from the front line.

"Ahem......! Where is the battle report? Bring it to me and take a look. Lin Qingshan said, and struggled to get out of the hospital bed.

"Oops! My Lin Commander, don't move, we'll go and get your eyes. Lie down, you can't move yet! The old man Maoshan said to Lin Qingshan with a smile.

"Hahahaha! Then listen to the old brother. White Dragon! Go and bring it to me to see, and also to lift the spirit. Lin Qingshan then lay back on the hospital bed and said with a wry smile.

"Huh! Lord Lin is okay, master, come with me to our jade merchant, my young lady is probably dying! Let's go. Tender sprouts, you can also accompany me for a trip, and by the way, let my young lady invite our brothers to have a good meal! The lion's head and squirrel mandarin fish in the champion building are very good, very good! What do you think? Let's try it together? Shui Mo saw that Lin Qingshan had recovered from a serious illness and was full of energy, so he remembered that his mission was coming.

"Little Daoyou, don't worry, don't worry! The cold and bright moon is like a scimitar, and one knife and one knife urge people to get old! I'm not in a hurry, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and it's not in line with the way of health! The old man of Maoshan said to the ink with a smile.

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The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

This is the elegance of the literati who have nothing to do when they are full.

For Miss Lin Yuyan, who is riddled with nightmares, the ink is not beside her, that is, the six gods have no master, and the three souls are not in the seven spirits and have no return, so there is still the heart to enjoy the moon and flowers!

Even her mother asked her to eat several times, but she didn't pay attention, she sat under the osmanthus tree in the yard by herself, looking at the moon in the sky, counting the stars in the sky, and hoping that Ink would come back soon.

The Lin family compound is the Commander's Mansion, a jade trading house, and a jade museum!

Because this Kyoto Governor's Mansion is surrounded by streets on three sides, the remaining side is just riding on the bank of the Inner Qinhuai River.

Lin Qingshan prefers to be elegant and elegant, so he placed the inner house of his family on this side.

In the backyard of the house, in order to make it easier for the little girl to see the lantern festival of the Qinhuai River, an octagonal pavilion was specially built and named Xinyue Pavilion.

When she has nothing to do, Miss Yuyan will drink alone in the Xinyue Pavilion, watching the beautiful women of the painting boat coming and going on the Qinhuai River, and she is in a daze or something.

Because, she always has nightmares, and only when she is in this octagonal pavilion will her mood be soothed.

I didn't see the ink come back all night, and Yuyan couldn't help but walk into the Xinyue Pavilion again, looked up at the moon in the sky, and was stunned alone.

"Such a good moonlight, you should prepare fruit and vegetable sake, learn Taibai to invite the moon to drink together, Li Qingzhao thinks about the beloved under the moon! …… Amount! Forget about it. Come back soon, little beggar! Sister, I will take you to enjoy the moon and flowers, and smile at the red dust. The eldest lady of the Lin family couldn't help but giggle when she thought of the wonder.

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"Where's Miss? Why didn't you come back so late? Did you go to see the Lantern Festival again? Lin Qingshan took a few young generals, along with the ink tender buds and the old man of Maoshan, and walked into the commander's mansion with a smile, and when he saw the official family sitting and napping in the corridor, he asked very unhappily.

Yes, if on weekdays, this little girl flew out of the backyard like a bird early to welcome herself! I hadn't seen him for a day, and Lin Qingshan suddenly remembered that this only little daughter was here.

"Sir! Miss has been staying in the Xinyue Pavilion in the backyard! Didn't eat dinner. Madame told me to watch her here, and not to let her lose her mind again...... Oh! Phew! Look at my crow's mouth! Phew! I'm afraid that the young lady will suddenly have a whim again and run out to play. ”

The official stood up sleepily and explained to Lin Qingshan in a panic.

"Hmmm! Without ink by her side, I guess she can sit more comfortably in the Xinyue Pavilion. Oh yes. Qilin, how is the purchase of New Year's goods? Lin Qingshan took everyone and walked towards the octagonal pavilion and asked the housekeeper.

"Back to the master's words! It's all in order, and they are still doing the final round of inventory in the warehouse, and they will send the account books to Aunt Ling early tomorrow morning! The housekeeper of Qilin bowed his waist and replied respectfully to Lin Qingshan's question.

"Hmmm! That's good. Qilin, you go and invite your wife over, and let Aunt Ling instruct the kitchen to make a vegetarian wine and vegetarian dish over, and we invite the moon to drink together in Xinyue Pavilion, and the big guy will talk about some gossip. Lin Qingshan said to the Seven Forests Butler.

"Yes, sir. I'll do it. The butler of Qilin agreed, and bowed and trotted away.

"Master, Miss has nightmares when she sees heaven and earth, why don't you take this opportunity and ask the master from Maoshan to help Miss take a look! The last time the old Taoist priest of the Arctic Pavilion watched it, he had been in charge for a few months, and now he was not bright again. Shui Mo said boldly to Lin Qingshan.

"Is there such a thing? Why didn't the young lady mention it to me! Lin Qingshan smiled bitterly and said to himself.

Everyone walked through the corridor, along the withered willows, bamboos, cold plums, herbs, and staggered bridges and flowing water, all the way to the Xinyue Pavilion.

In front of the Xinyue Pavilion, the creek rattled and flowed into the Qinhuai River happily.

Under the osmanthus tree, in the Xinyue Pavilion, a quietly delicate girl is looking at the railing.

She doesn't seem to care about the endless flow of boats and boats in front of her eyes, and the beautiful lady who blows the wind and plays the Xuanxuan, but only cares about the bright moon on the platform!

The white clouds also understand people's minds, and they can't bear to cover the crescent moon lightly, giving people an incomparably comfortable and comfortable dripping reverie stretching .......

Lin Qingshan waved his hand lightly to the entourage and partners behind him, and everyone stood quietly outside the Xinyue Pavilion, waiting for the eldest lady of the Lin family to promise everyone when she came back to her senses, so that she could enter the pavilion and raise the moonlight cup together, and invite Mingyue to go!

Jinling City, the head of the willow on the moon.

The official lady thinks about the fairy trick, and she doesn't understand Chang'e's running to the moon.

"My lord! The food and drinks have been prepared, now let the garlic manager bring someone to serve them? The Qilin housekeeper hurried over and reported to Lin Qingshan out of breath.

"Let them wait and pass it later." Lin Qingshan said to him with a smile.

"Okay! Master. The butler of Qilin respectfully agreed, and then he wanted to turn around and go back to arrange.

"Wait! Qilin, tell them all to be served! Miss Ben is worried that there is no delicacies to commemorate this round of bright moon! Go, go, go. The eldest lady of the Lin family heard the conversation between her father and the housekeeper, and immediately stood up from the pavilion and said.

"Go anywhere!" Lin Qingshan whispered to the housekeeper.

"Yes! …… Sir, miss. The butler of Qilin agreed, and trotted all the way away.

"Hey, hey! I said, why don't you have dinner! This relationship is good, it turns out that the old lady, father and daughter, are going to have supper! Sisters, all follow up, everyone will behave well in a while, if our eldest lady is happy, maybe we will be rewarded with silver! "A young girl, who is also a beautiful woman, smiled and walked up with a group of little girls.

They all walked through the path in front of everyone very decently and naturally, and walked straight into the Xinyue Pavilion.

"Huh! Ink, what about the master you invited? I've been waiting for you for a few mornings! Yuyan looked at the ink and asked softly.

Lin Qingshan glanced at the ink and rain smoke speechlessly, smiled and turned around and said to the old man of Maoshan: "Brother Dao, the old Taoist priest of the Arctic Pavilion you recommended last time made a move, and the effect is still there, but his mana has lasted for half a month, and it will no longer have any effect." In the past few years, monks and Taoists have come to cast spells one after another, but they all died without a problem, and they didn't play a role at all! To be honest, I have long wanted to invite my teacher, but I am afraid that the little girl will be unhappy. After all, she already had no hope for one. ”

"Hehehehehe! Senior brother is serious, serious! Miss dreams of things, like real and half-true, the devil in her dream is also good and evil, each for its master, if you want Miss to be safe and secure from now on, happy nightmares are no more, just because Miss lost an important object when she was reincarnated and landed, so there is this public case! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. "The old man of Maoshan and the commander of Lin Da made a talk.

"Important object! What ...... objects? Brother Dao, you say, I'll send someone to find it back. Lin Qingshan said very confidently.

Yes, in the entire Jinling City, there are still things that Jinyi Wei can't do?

Obviously, that's not possible.

"Brother Dao, I don't know if this object was lost on Huangquan Road, or on the Naihe Bridge, or on the way to death! Where can I find it? Hahahaha, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. The heavenly machine refuses to be revealed, and the poor road is also powerless! The old man of Maoshan said helplessly with Lin Qingshan with a smile.

Everyone listened to what he said, no one dared to interject, and everyone pretended to have a sad expression of helplessness or falsehood.

A few little fairy-like subordinates buried their heads in setting up food, wine and food, and had quietly retreated.

"It's okay! It should be a dance with the devil, a joy with the demon, and the right to be a game in the world. It's good, it's good, there's ink, and Miss Ben isn't afraid of anything. Dad, please take a seat, the moon will slip away in a moment. Yuyan smiled and said disapprerovingly.

Actually! How can it be as easy as she says!

The ghost press bed is already very uncomfortable, and with the demons and monsters pouring into the dream, the taste is really good?。。。。。。

During the banquet, everyone deliberately avoided this kind of topic, only talking about Fengyue, not about the evil way.

After three rounds of drinking, just when everyone was happy, Shui Mo suddenly stood up and asked the old man of Maoshan: "Master!" You know it's missing, but you don't know where it went. What kind of affection is good, where it comes from, you old man must know. Isn't it? ”

"Huh! The secret of heaven cannot be leaked! The rooster cries and the dog steals the chicken coop, and the beggar crosses the wall to attract the immortals. As soon as the devil got up, he reappeared in the rivers and lakes to carry wine. Immeasurable Tianzun, the little immortal's words are really stumped, this is really a mystery for the parties involved, and the bystanders are clear! However, everything has its own providence, and when the flowers bloom and see the Buddha, the success will come naturally. Don't worry! Don't worry! The old man Maoshan said with a smile.

"Drink it all! Drink it all! The saint worships the ghosts and gods and stays away. In such a moon, the willow tops, people about the good scenery after dusk, can not talk about some of the scenery of the wind and moon! Hahaha, we've taken advantage of the time and place of the pretty people! It's just a pity that a group of old men only circled around the little jade girl! Hahaha! Lin Qingshan saw that the old man of Maoshan was dumbfounded, so he deliberately diverted the topic.

The night is sultry, the Qinhuai River painting boat wanders slowly under the Xinyue Pavilion, and the sound of beautiful people flirting and scolding keeps coming.

"Why don't you go to the painting boat and invite a few beauties to be companions, let's also pretend to be Sven scum, how about it?" The little commander of the black dragon said with a smile to the young general of the white dragon beside him.

"Go, go, go! You children, all the families, go to them! Let's talk to ourselves under the moon, old things. Lin Qingshan instigated his subordinates.

Painting the ship's merchant girl died in the country, and the lantern was on the willow top.

Daming, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, a group of reckless young generals, standing at the head of the Deyue Bridge on the platform, shouted for the boat to come to the ferry.

Night, slightly cool!

People's hearts, restless.