Chapter 1237: The Strange House in the Mountains

Gusu Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, and it is too difficult to find the colorless nunnery in such a large mountain.

The wind has been spinning in the mountains for three or four days in a row, and has found nothing. He also inquired with the locals, but none of them had heard of the place. In Gusu Mountain, there are more than 200 Taoist temples and nunnery alone, and if you want to find them one by one, I am afraid that you will not be able to find them all.

But this kid is an optimist by nature, anyway, it's okay to be idle, and he just happened to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. In the past few days, I have seen a lot of beautiful beauties, and he is also a warm-hearted person, and it is incumbent on the girls to help if they encounter any difficulties. However, no new prey was found. The beauties of Suzhou and Hangzhou are the best in the world, not that the girls I have met in the past few days are ugly. Except for Ruan Xingqi, she is either a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, or a married young woman, although Hua Rufeng is all handy, but he doesn't want to do it unless he has to, harming others and himself.

As for Ran Qing...... He is already merciful, and what Ran Qing feels is of course the highest point of pleasure for men and women, such as the wind on the train, it is just a part of the "marrow" from her body, only a small part, and it will not hurt her body.

The flower thief's ability to pick yin and supplement yang can be said to be unique in the world. This is like chatting about the fast, those vixens seduce men to pick yang and supplement yin, you still remember, fox spirits become beautiful women to seduce men, *** After pleasure, the next morning, the man became skinny, that is because the yang energy in the body has been absorbed by the fox spirit. Such a man is basically hopeless.

And the ability of the flower like the wind is similar to the fox spirit's yang and yin replenishment technique, but in the end, you can control it with a few points. If you can't control it, the body of an ordinary woman can't stand it. Hua Xianzi told him that "a full meal" could at least suppress the evil diseases in his body for more than a month, but Rufeng couldn't bear to do that, once it all poured on these girls, I was afraid that this girl would not want to see her aunt Jun for the rest of her life, and she would enter old age forty years in advance.

He now divides a "big meal" into four meals, which is good for others and for himself.

This night, like the wind is walking on the shore of Taihu Lake, the sky is dripping with light rain, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of grass. The raindrops rippled as they fell into the water, and then slowly spread towards the shore.

There was an old man on the shore, and the old man was fishing with his back to him in an old robe.

It was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and there were few people in the Gusu Mountains, and in the secret realm of the mountains, there would be a few bells from time to time. Although I was in the middle of the picture, in the middle of the night, I suddenly met an old man fishing in the mountains and forests, which was really a bit scary.

"Wow...... Old man, I don't sleep in the middle of the night and fish, it's quite meaningful? Rufeng asked, hugging his shoulders and walking behind him.

But he asked several times in succession, and the old man did not say a word, but still kept his fishing rod motionless.

Rufeng boldly took a few more steps closer, then reached out and pushed him behind his back. "Huh? Old man? Settled? ”

This push was broken, his strength didn't use much, but this time, he directly pushed down the old fisherman sitting on the shore, and the old man's body leaned forward, and he fell into the bottomless lake with a bang.

"Mom...... No...... It's none of my business......" exclaimed Dancing Hands Like the Wind.

Whoa...... The old man's head poked out from under the surface of the lake, and he stared at the flowers like the wind with a resentful look.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... What the hell!! ”

"Hell, uncle!! Where did you come from, boy, you pushed me into the water a few minutes after I fell asleep, fortunately I can water! The old man swam back while scolding.

"Ouch scared me to death, I thought I had killed someone! Sins, sins, sins! He calmed down and let out a long breath.

The old man who fished rubbed the water on his face, the matter was already soaked, and the fishing rod had just fallen into the lake and disappeared, it seemed that he wanted to fish again tonight. The old man is not young, and the wrinkles on his face are stacked on top of each other, like terraces.

The old man took out a handkerchief from his bag, wiped his face, and asked him, "Hey, what are you doing by the lake without sleeping in the middle of the night?" What's up? Don't have money to stay in a hotel? You know you're a northerner by your accent, right? ”

"Oh, I'm here to find someone, but I've been looking for days, and I seem to be lost."

"There's no place to live, right? Alright, I can't fish tonight, let's go, let's go to my house and sleep for the night. The old man was very warm-hearted, and led Rufeng towards the West Mountain.

The West Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland. They walked along the mountain road for four or five kilometers, and then turned over a mountain beam, and vaguely saw a two-story small building built in the depths of the bamboo forest in front of them.

Gusu is known as the seventh largest metropolis in China, and the housing prices in this place are already approaching 20,000 yuan. There is such a two-story building on the shore of Taihu Lake, which shows how rich this old man is!

The decoration in the European-style small building is very luxurious, the eyes of the wind are going to see the flowers, the hall that just entered is full of valuable antiques, he doesn't know how to do it, just smell it with his nose to know, one of the vases and a calligraphy and painting are dug out of the old tomb, especially the landscape painting, judging from the gloomy smell of earthy seeds should be the Great Song Dynasty.

How can there be so many well-preserved antiques in the market that have been handed down, those big houses must have bright utensils, but ordinary people can't see it, no one says, they naturally don't feel unlucky, it's normal.

"Old man, you ...... painting" Rufeng tilted his head and looked at it carefully. This is a landscape painting, in which there is a pavilion on the shore, and in front of the pavilion is a small boat, which should be a picture of two friends saying goodbye.

The old man told him that this was Tang Yin's authentic handiwork, and the painting was Tang Bohu bidding farewell to his friend Wen Zhengming on the shore of Taihu Lake. "Don't touch! Can you afford it? The old man knocked off his dirty little hands.

He led Rufeng up to the second floor, pushed open the room on the right hand and said This is your house, take a shower and sleep, I will call you tomorrow morning!

"Oh......" The wind slipped into the room and stretched out on the small bed covered with pink cartoon flowers.

This small bed is really comfortable, the quilt is a girl's body fragrance, and then look at the room, whether from the furniture or knick-knacks, all are girlish. You don't have to guess to know that there should have been a girl living in this house before. Could it be that this rich old man raised a junior? Well, it's possible, otherwise he wouldn't have spent a lot of money to build such a big western-style building in the secret realm of Gusu Mountain. This is to hide the gold house!

(End of chapter)