'He' pushed the door and walked in, and when he came to the house, he took off his cloak and took off his cloak, which was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, with two mustaches on his lips, but his eyes were shining, and he was full of shrewdness.

After tidying up his clothes slightly, the man pushed the door and walked to the inner room, and bowed his hand: "Immortal Chief." ”

There was a man standing in the dark, unable to see his face clearly, and could only hear his thick voice: "Everything is done?" ”

"Yes, thanks to the treasure given by the immortal chief, the old guy is as old as if he passed away in a dream, his face is serene, and he does not see any difference."

"What about the little girl?"

Naturally, it was also solved, the old landlord died, and the little lady was grief-stricken, inducing heart disease and passed away. There is no flaw. As he spoke, the man presented an object in his sleeve, which was a hollowed-out gold silk sachet, with a blue gas in the center, blocked by the barrier, and could not break free.

The owner of the heavy voice reached out and took the sachet, his palm was wide, and the sachet was even smaller when it fell in his palm: "In the future, the rain viewing tower will be yours." ”

The middle-aged man bowed his head and was overjoyed: "Thank you, Immortal." ”

"Stand down."

"Yes."

After the middle-aged man left for a long time, the man who was standing in the dark disappeared in place.

..

"Where's Linghu?" Chu Lan escorted Ye Xinyou out of the crowd of onlookers in the dragon and lion dance, but Ling Hu Feimo was missing.

"He won't lose it, no matter, Brother Chu, let's go guess the lantern riddle, I just heard them say that there is a butterfly lantern over there." Ye Xinyou dragged Chu Lan like crazy and ran to the lantern riddle meeting on West Street, on the high-rise buildings of the long street, the lanterns were hung high, the red silk was connected, and the voices of people were joyful, and it was beautiful.

"Brother Chu, the one on the left and the one on the left, that butterfly is good-looking." Ye Xinyou shouted excitedly, seeing that she was happy Chu Lan also followed, and was lucky to get the butterfly lamp.

"You two ran so fast that there was no shadow in a blink of an eye." Out of the grand lantern array, I saw Linghu Feimo appear at the corner of the street, carrying two boxes of freshly baked purple jade cakes in his hands.

There is nothing new about the purple jade cake itself, but this pastry shop is called Phantom Butterfly Fang, and the square purple rice cake is printed with delicate butterfly patterns with overlapping wings, which is dispensable to others, but Ye Xinyou is necessary.

"Brother, I like you more and more," Ye Xinyou pounced over and was a bear hug, she had fun before, she had to forget that there was such a kind of snack.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back first when we've had enough." Linghu Feimo touched her head, "How many things did you buy this time?" ”

"Hmm...... Not a lot," Ye Xinyu pondered.

"Really?"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, ask Brother Chu!"

This time I had a lot of fun, Ye Xinyou couldn't put down the butterfly lantern, but when he shook his head, he saw that Linghu Feimo was playing with a golden silk sachet in his hand, and the gold silk on the back had no other decoration, but the front was decorated with the appearance of the wine jar with the technique of burning blue, the wine jar was on the left, and there was a white wine bowl on the right side, in which the wine seemed to flow out, and the color was like carmine.

There are also three ancient characters dyed with ink on the wine jar: Xiliangchun

"What kind of treasure is this?" Ye Xinyou took the sachet and checked it in his hand, and a green gas wrapped in a touch of pale red in the middle rushed around, but he couldn't break free.

"A jar of wine, to be precise, is a jar of wine and the wine in the jar."

The wine jar is fired with the white clay of the west neighbor, the white clay is scarce in the nether, most of the utensils made are lost in the north and south of the world, only this one wine jar was brought to the spiritual garden, the years are deep and the soul is gradually born, and then the wine is contained, it is named West Liangchun, but it is nourished by the aura and also generates a spiritual sense, the wine jar will be the carmine wine in the abdomen as a child, but the spiritual garden has always not allowed the existence of emotions, the wine jar will quietly carry the children to the lower realm, since then spend their days freely, and live for the rest of the day.

It can be said that since hundreds of years ago, something has escaped, but it has not been detected. And this sachet is a seal that once hung in the cellar.

"The wine and the jar are here, what are we going to do tomorrow?" Ye Xinyou was puzzled, none of the things the little brother did that she could understand, it had been so cloudy, misty, and dizzy, and asked her to say that it was easy to get a knife and fall directly.

"Naturally, I used the century-old Xiliangchun in this jar to make an air-dried drunken fish."

The search for food in the Wuhua Tianbao volume, chapter 1:

[Air-dried drunken fish. Materials used: Aged Western Liangchun, Cold Spring Raw Arowana】

"Where's the fish?"

"On board."

..

Meng Qiong's night can be described as extremely comfortable, the Oiran is worthy of being the Oiran, the music and rhythm are all good, the conversation is good, no matter what you say, it sounds very comfortable, and a pair of jade hands on the body really can't be more comfortable.

It was uncomfortable to untie his soft clothes at night, and he was awakened by a faint but hard to ignore sobs while he was still asleep.

"Why did Meng Gongzi refuse? But what did Shuying do wrong? "In such a chilly morning, facing a dressed ...... The beautiful woman cries to you delicately, as long as it is a normal man, he will come forward and hug the beauty into his arms to comfort him, but Meng Qiong, he is not so normal.

"You're good, it's just that I'm not used to sleeping with people."

"If the son doesn't like it, Shuying will leave on his own after waiting, and will never disturb the child's rest."

"Alas," Meng Qiong said, "Actually, what I like is men. ”

"......" This is probably the second time in Jiang Shuying's career that he has nothing to say.

"I was just going to be there for fun, and I wanted your outfit, but I'm not really interested in women," he added, "and if you're a man, it's different." ”

After saying that, as if thirsty, he poured another cup of tea to drink.

The woman kneeling on the bed stopped crying, and looked over with a pair of crystal peach blossom eyes: "Why does Childe tease people like this?" ”

Tease? Meng Qiong was stunned for a moment, thinking about it like this, there was something wrong with what he was doing, he touched his chin, "Otherwise, Miss Shuying, you and I should go back to Meng's house." How's the cooking? It's okay to have good needlework, and your massage technique is also good, my sister-in-law has recently become pregnant, and there are just a few maids missing, but you have to sign a death deed before entering our house, and you can't seduce my eldest brother, otherwise my sister-in-law will tear me up. ”

He said happily, but he didn't notice Jiang Shuying's slowly changing face, "Meng Qiong! When this roar came out, it really startled him.

The makeup covering Jiang Shuying's face faded, revealing his original appearance, and the demon lines on his forehead and the scale armor under his eyes were very conspicuous.

"Jiang, Miss Jiang, calm down, I won't let you return the money, just let me go." Meng Qiong carefully hid behind the chair, looking at the pale red demonic aura behind her and marveling.

This fish demon seems to be a little fierce, there is no mink to let him throw it out against the enemy, and he doesn't know if he can beat it.

Jiang Shuying smiled instead, and her peach blossom face was unusually soft: "Meng Gongzi, the dream cinnamon fragrance that I smelled all night has not yet fallen, but I added a new mist to the incense burner this morning, do you feel very thirsty?" Feeling sleepy? ”

Meng Qiong didn't feel anything, but after listening to her words, she felt dizzy and suddenly dizzy, strange? How could he not have discovered the hands and feet made in the spices, and why did the Nine Turns Linglong not warn him in advance? struggled several times to get up, but helplessly weakened, and consciousness gradually withdrew......

These magic weapons are just unreliable, or mink, although they like to bite......

Seeing that he was unconscious, Jiang Shuying dressed leisurely, and a pair of slender hands groped in the red robe. I didn't take it off when I went to bed at night, I really don't know what's so strange, and I haven't been put down by her demon fragrance.

"The Oiran of Qin Yue Pavilion is really different, and the blue sky and white day will explore people's hands." The panes in the room were not opened, and the formation was not moving, but a clear voice sounded behind him.

"What people!" When Jiang Shuying turned around, he threw a few peach blossom blades hidden in his sleeve behind him.

A dull voice sounded, but the dexterous peach blossom blade only pierced a brocade quilt.

"Jingle bell~" The crisp bell rang, as if the soul was hit by the sound, and the blood on the body seemed to be boiling, this feeling was ...... Right Elder, save ......

A feeling of dizziness hit, and a short blade held in Jiang Shuying's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person stood unsteadily as if drunk, deprived of senses, withdrawn from consciousness, and finally fell to the ground.

..

In addition to the famous Yingge Painting Boat, some small scenery around Jinyang Lake is also quite interesting. For example, this is the Xifeng Pavilion with a medium terrain but a distant view, with simple plaques, exquisite ancient carvings and paintings, stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, and moon-white veils hanging from the periphery. There are also wind chimes made of bronze hanging in the corners of the eaves, and the breeze blows and tinkles. Below is a neat stone paved staircase, with a little crushed stone inlaid in it, which is even more chic and thoughtful. Surrounded by pines on both sides, unknown tiny flowers dot under the trees, and from a distance, it is also interesting.

It was early morning at the moment, and the mist from the distant mountains was wafting over, which made people feel like a fairyland.

Chu Lan and Ye Xinyou, who was drowsy and nodded, sat in the pavilion and waited for someone.

In the neat stairs that spread to the bottom of the mountain, a young man in white was climbing the stairs, holding a simple food box in his hand, and three small characters were engraved on the handle of the food box: Guanyulou

When he approached, Ye Xinyou, who was still dozing, opened his eyes as if he had a feeling, stretched his waist, and yawned to greet him:

"Why did you come, you dragged me up early in the morning, but you arrived so late."

"It's not too late, the old owner of Guanyu Building passed away last night, I almost couldn't buy wine when I went today, thinking that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to eat the food when the news spread, so I simply ordered them to bring it together." Linghu Feimo said, and then lifted the food box in his hand to show them.