Before Robb could reply, a message came over there, "Send me a location!" ”

Luo Bo was accustomed to the boredom of this "Sister Meng", didn't think about anything, and sent it over.

Several people began to drink.

The crucian carp is grilled, covered with cumin, chopped green onions, and Wangji looks like a greedy cat.

"Zeng...... Fragrant!"

"Little sister, why are you talking ......" Li Chai took a sip of wine.

Wangji's snow-white arms supported his neck, slightly drunk.

"It's been a long time...... Not...... Ask for words! You guys...... Modern...... Suohua...... It's not good! ”

Robb looked at Li Chai's sister.

No, put the "ghost", silent!

WeChat suddenly rang, and it was actually "Sister Meng"

The other party said that it was nearby, which surprised Luo Bo and asked Li Chai to hurry up and pick her up.

Robb asked Li Chai to pick up people, but Li Chai was a hundred unwilling, and Robb insisted on letting him go.

He didn't dare to let him be alone with this "ghost".

After leaving, maybe Li Chai will be splattered with blood on the spot.

Li guessed what the other party looked like, and Robb didn't know if Sister Meng would appear as an old lady or a Miaoman woman on WeChat.

It seems that there is no one on the street, and it is very abnormal for this kind of scene to appear in the scenic spot!

"Anyway, no one, you go to the intersection and take a look, you can pull the old man or the girl!"

"The old man is also ......"

Robb nodded.

"...... your taste" Li guessed and left, looking at Wangji reluctantly.

"Shall I have a drink?"

"Okay," Wangji said softly.

A sip of wine was refreshing, "Tell me, are you a rakshasa?" ”

The woman took a sip of wine, "I'm Wangji." ”

"Don't pretend, show me your feet!"

"Childe, women's feet are taboo, how can you enjoy them casually!"

"Modern people don't talk about this, and they know that you are very abnormal when you speak! What is your purpose? ”

"Poof...... You can also see it, but when you need a red tent cave room. ”

"Thousands of years old monsters, I'm not interested!"

"Smack" Robb slapped his head, "What do you say, I haven't come yet, you just talk about me like that." ”

Robb turned back.

A beautiful woman in a red gold silk dress looked at him angrily.

"You, you're ...... You really ......."

"Give yourself a vacation today and come up and have fun!"

Sister Meng and Wangji are not inferior, and they are even slightly better.

Robb hurriedly sat her down.

Sister Meng snorted arrogantly, and sat next to Rob gracefully.

The eyes just happened to see the opposite Wangji, and the beautiful eyes were Lingling, "Interesting!" ”

Several people drank again.

Sister Meng likes poetry, the sky is red and the moonlight is red, and she wants to express her mind.

Heroic in exchange for liquor.

Let a few people compose poems, around the fireplace.

"Wangji, at first glance, you are a little jasper, you have one!"

Li Chai was very comfortable shooting.

Wangji pondered for a moment,

Looking at the sky, he whispered,

Jin Se is far away, Su Yue is far away??

The shadow is thin, and the piano has few sounds

Lingering night, rain and cold??

Autumn is cold and steep, where is the child period

Out of sight, only the case notes

Sijun is disturbed, and the leaves are green

Sad dreams, bitter winds and sorrows

Hesitant and lonely, tonight and night

The shadow is lonely, and tomorrow and night

Jun is strange, drunk as a song"

"Okay, let's ...... well" Li Chai took a sip of wine and urged a few people to start.

Sister Meng smiled lightly,

"A street of dark incense looking for Shanshan,

Dream leans on Xiaoxiang,

A good night is a good day,

The leaves are scattered and yellow.

A song of transverse flutes locks the empty building,

Refers to the cold jade sheng cold.

A paper hairpin covered with a small few,

The book is melancholy.

A farewell thin red face,

Candle Lonely Pavilion.

Lonely pillow is difficult to shine,

Candlelight shines like red makeup,

ink is thick and dyed in the air,

The old memories are deeply locked in two lines of tears.

Night hatred condenses,

Leng Yueyan in front of the hall was lonely.

The moon sinks in the heart,

The partridge lost his companion and looked for Xiao Lang.

Thoughts meet shortly,

Sigh goodbye,

No. I is mad,

Thinking about half a life. ”

Li Chai clapped his hands again, Luo Bo was still thinking about how to write a poem, and Sister Meng said, "You can have a modern poem, it's also quite interesting." ”

Luo Bo looked at the laurel tree in the moon, rubbing his fingers against each other, thinking of himself and Xu Xinqing.

"Chrysanthemums blooming under the umbrella

Supported by the only vertebrae, the rain poured down

A great sorrow awaits you

The sudden whimper spread to the river downstream

Please withdraw from my sorrow, my defeat, my uneasiness

I gave the palette, the vanity case all to the spring

Leave a blank and give it to the moon, mulberry

and messy bones

Think of the beauty that delays you

I remembered that the white moonlight fell on the forked cheongsam

and hung his eyes on the eaves

Shelter the sin of separation with silence

Those love words are weak, and they still sound critically ill

The heart thumped

The moonlight gives the night a sickly white

I'm waiting for a reunion of thousands of mountains and rivers, waiting for the light to return

Flush

The process of aging is determined

It is determined that the leaves are zigzag and return

White moonlight, want to hide and grow

I put my soul on the cross, pure

A word of forgiveness

There is another reason to be a human being"

Sister Meng reminisced for a long time, "Modern poetry also has the charm of modern poetry!" Although there is no rhyme and no emphasis on plainness, it is more free, good poetry, when the floating white! ”

Wangji held his wine glass, as if recalling something, "Strange format, but good." ”

"A great sorrow...... Delay your beauty ...... The Sin of Silent Shelter...... A reason to be a man again! Okay, good!! ”

After saying that, I drank a glass of myself.

Robb looked at the old monster, afraid that she would suddenly attack.

Sister Meng whispered to him, "Sister is here, don't be afraid!" ”

“…………”

There is no so-called encounter, more of a thrilling arrangement, and the beginning is prepared for the ending.

Robb started out to find the rakshasas.

Meng Po's beginning was to meet.

The beginning of Wangji is to snoop.

Li Chai's beginning is to ...... I don't know!

Several people have been drinking, Sister Meng's wine is surprisingly good, Li Chai is already crumbling, Wangji,

Drunk from the moment he drank beer, or pretended to be drunk.

Li Chai drank too much, and the wine was intimidating, and he shouted, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, you have two rooms, and I have two rooms." ”

After speaking, he smirked at Wangji.

Wangji still responded with a smile, which was incomprehensible.

Sister Meng also smiled, which made people scratch their heads.

Robb didn't laugh.

Wangji sat next to Robb, "Will you, will you be silent and become a human again?" ”

"You speak more clearly, but I haven't spoken for so long, and I'm adapting very quickly."

"The ancients spoke concisely, but the words were traditional, it was troublesome to write, and it was so good-looking, such as the word 'love', the ancients added a heart, and you didn't have a heart!"

"I'm not an ancient, and, who loves you and loves to come and go, girls, please respect yourself!"

Wangji "poofed" and smiled, "It's better to drink a bar, it's rare to have such a good moonshine, don't waste it!" ”

Sister Meng said coldly: "Drinking with you? Why don't you drink with me! ”

Wangji stopped talking and poured himself a drink!

Robb looked at him,

It's almost 0 o'clock, and the solstice time is coming, what are you waiting for?

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