On Qingfeng Villa, two kinds of fireflies in the flowers are talking about the topic of missing:

"What is missing?"

"The sun and the moon, the stars, the rain falling in the wilderness, the sunset in the ocean. ”

"Can you be specific?"

"Mountains, rivers, smoky lakes, mountains and blue sky. ”

"Can you be more specific?"

"Everything is you in my eyes, the ends of the earth, there is no way to escape. ”

"Can you give me a chestnut?"

"Everything in Sister Ruhua's eyes is Zao Wou-ki, and everything is Zao Wou-Ki in the eyes of the flowers, the moon and the world. ”

"Why did you suddenly talk about missing today?"

"Because my family was captured by those poisonous snakes in Yichun Courtyard, and there has been no news so far, I miss them. ”

"Now there is chaos outside, how many complete families are there? Don't cry, you will have me in the future, I am also an orphan, and we will be a family in the future." ”

In the room, Zao Wou-Ki questioned Hua Gu: "My dear, the night before yesterday, when we were fighting with Kyushu, why weren't you there? Where did you go? Did you already know that kid was the master's child?"

Hua Gu hesitated and said, "I don't know...... I was ...... Shopping outside, I didn't expect it to be like that, and when I came back, the Beiping Inn had been destroyed by a group of you men...... I'm still wondering. ”

"You are in charge of all the Firefly Yaksha and Bat Yaksha, don't you really know?" Zao Wou-Ki was still skeptical.

"Xianggong, you think too much. Have you come up with a name for our child? Tell me about it. Hua Gu smiled.

"My dear, I'm sorry, but all kinds of troubles have come one after another in the past two days, but I forgot about it. I want to think about it......" Zao Wou-Ki sat down and pondered as he picked up a pen and wrote a few names on the paper and handed them to Hua Gu.

"Zhao Tiangang, Zhao Hongbo, Zhao Yuanzhang, Zhao Minggong......" Hua Gu took the paper, walked to the candlelight, and slowly read a set of names written by Zao Wou-ki.

"How's that? You can use whichever one you think is better! Listen to you!" Zao Wou-Ki rubbed his hands together and laughed.

"Which one is good? Xianggong, I think these names are a bit overbearing, I hope that the child's life in the future will not be like ours, just call Zhao Nianci, okay?" Hua Gu paced, touched her stomach and smiled softly.

"Nianci? Wouldn't this name be too girly, I feel that this name has a bit of a Buddhist flavor. Zao Wou-Ki was a little puzzled, but he quickly smiled and changed his words, "Since my dear likes it, let's call it Nianci." Haha, great mercy!"

"Xianggong, you agreed. Then let's rest early," Hua Gu was about to blow out the lamp.

"Honey, you are pregnant now, you should rest early. The electric soul has just returned from Zhuxian Mountain, and I still have to talk to him about something in the past. Zao Wou-Ki was dressed in front of the bronze mirror and was about to push the door out.

"Oh, then I'm sleeping with the baby. The lights are left for you, you go early and come back early. Hua Gu said and went to bed and lay down.

"Good. Zao Wou-Ki turned and went out.

In fact, where did Zao Wou-Ki go to see the electric soul, he directly sneaked into his junior sister Kong Peony's room with a smoke, and as soon as the two met, they were like dry firewood, setting themselves on fire, and soon they were entangled naked, and there was a cloud and rain. Only Kong Peony is willing to be subservient to others and do this as a junior.

"Senior brother, I've been thinking about it for a long time, we can't be sneaky like this, right? Sister Hua is now pregnant, and a pregnant woman had better talk. One day, you visit Sister Hua and ask if you can marry a concubine. Peony snuggled into Zao Wou-Ki's arms and snorted.

"Shhhhh Zhao Wuji looked out the window and continued to whisper, "I asked you to go to the alchemy room last time to steal that golden pill, did you steal it?"

"Well, I found a total of ten golden pills, all of which are in this bag. Peony smiled and took out an embroidered brocade bag from under the pillow and stuffed it into Zao Wou-ki's hand, touching a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the brocade bag in his hand and said, "Senior brother, are these mandarin ducks good-looking? They are embroidered by me with stitches and threads, the male is you, and the female is me; you will wear it anytime and anywhere in the future, and you can take it out and see it when you think of me." ”

"Well, it's beautiful. Senior sister, you are really ingenious. Love you!" After saying that, Zao Wou-Ki picked up Kong Peony again and shook the bed board.

After the brace, Zao Wou-Ki wiped his sweat, put on his clothes, and poured two glasses of wine, one to drink, and one to spill under his collar. Zhao Wouji kissed Peony's lips and forehead, and said reluctantly: "I'm going back, and she'll be suspicious if I go back too late." ”

"Senior brother, you remember: day and night, my heart is waiting for you. You also have to remember that you always think about the slave family in your heart. Kong Peony hugged Zao Wou-Ki from behind and said reluctantly.

"Got it, my little girl. Zao Wou-Ki let go of Peony's hand, kissed her forehead, pushed open the door to see that there was no one around, and opened the door and went back.

"Xianggong, you're back. I couldn't sleep and was bored, so I made a pot of red ginseng tea for you and put it on the table, my master said that this red ginseng tea can replenish blood and qi, you should drink it while it is hot and rest. Hua Gu lay on the bed and smiled.

"Thank you, dear, I'm sorry I bothered you again tonight. I drank some more wine with the electric soul brother, bragged to each other, and only came back now, look at my drunken body, I'll wash my face first. Zao Wou-Ki said as he took a towel to wash his face and wipe his clothes.

"Oh, you're drinking again? That's right, this red ginseng tea is better than strong ginger juice, you should hurry up and drink it while it's hot." Hua Gu said with concern.

"Honey, you're so sweet. After Zao Wou-Ki washed his face, he leaned over to the bed and kissed Hua Gu's forehead, then went to the table and poured a cup of red ginseng tea.

"Well, it's delicious, this red ginseng tea tastes really good. I'll go with you to visit your old man's house another day, thank her. Zao Wou-Ki praised, poured several cups of red ginseng tea in a row, and drank them all.

"Of course, I added honey to it to help you with your beauty. Hua Gu smiled.

In fact, Hua Gu didn't close her eyes all night, she actually knew about the adultery between Zao Wou-Ki and Kong Peony, all this was not leaked by the Firefly Yaksha, but she met Chilong at the Beiping Inn, and Chilong told Hua Gu everything. Hua Gu already knew that Zao Wou-Ki and the junior sister Kong Shaoyao brought back had a leg, but she had been enduring this green hat for the sake of the child in her womb. What Hua Gu didn't expect was that she, Zao Wou-ki, didn't even take the child's name properly, so she wanted to mess around with his junior sister. Fortunately, Hua Gu left a hand when teaching Zao Wou-ki's "Flower Gu Secrets", and tore off the page of Love Flower Gu Poison and Absolute * cleanly. This absolute* using the heartless tears of 9,999 heartbroken people in the world to cultivate the Black Widow Lover Flower is the poison from yin to cold in the Gu poison, which can be transmitted silently through the blood during the mating of lovers, and spread from one party's body to the other's body, planting Gu invisibly, and the Gu caster can decide at will which Gu sufferer's life and death. The pot of red ginseng tea that Zao Wou-Ki drank was a combination of Black Widow Lover's Flower Gu poison. There is already a red mole looming in the palm of Zao Wou-ki's hand, as long as Hua Gu reiterates the Desperate Love Mantra, she can poison her to death at any time, and the next time Zao Wou-Ki mates with Kong Peony Medicine, it will definitely spread to Kong Peony Medicine.

Zao Wou-Ki finished drinking the red ginseng tea, touched the edge of the bed, and slowly lay down. Hua Gu grabbed Zao Wou-ki's hand and hugged herself, she secretly looked at Zao Wou-ki's palm, there was a looming red mole flickering, she smiled happily and closed her eyes, just waiting for this Kong peony to die of poison, killing chickens and monkeys.

"Xianggong, have you heard that Wang Badong killed all the cronies of the Bat Demon? He will even make the last bit of blood of the Bat Demon into a human ball, and it will be completely abolished. Hua Gu took Zao Wou-ki's hand and touched her stomach and said.

"Wang Badong's family is extremely cruel, it is simply the reincarnation of a beast, let's not ...... in the future" Zao Wou-ki's tone was a little angry.

"Shhhhh

"Well, my dear, there's really a ball moving in your belly, it's amazing. Zao Wou-Ki exclaimed, and quickly got up and put his ear to the side of Hua Gu's belly to listen.

"Xianggong, you are about to become a father, and we will all count on you in the future. You must not make any trouble outside, or the child and I may be unlucky. Now that I think about the bat demon's child, I still have lingering palpitations. Hua Gu twitched and whispered softly.

Zao Wou-Ki hugged Hua Gu with both hands and said, "My dear, they are a lesson from the past, don't worry, I won't." ”

"Well, Xianggong, I believe in you! Husband and wife are of the same heart, work together to break the gold, if you have anything in the future, you must tell the child his mother. Hua Gu took Zao Wou-ki's hand and touched her stomach again.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, honey, I'll listen to you. Zao Wou-Ki repeatedly agreed.

On the night of the second day, Zao Wou-Ki went to Wang Badong to discuss the matter of Huangshan's sword discussion and went out on a date. This time, after he and Kong Peony had a while, Kong Peony was also tricked, and she was infected by Zao Wou-Ki, and the spores lived in Kong Peony*.

When Zao Wou-Ki came back from his happy life, Hua Gu threw a stack of characters with the words "Kong Peony Medicine" written in chicken blood into the incense burner, closed her eyes, and chanted over and over again: "Loveless flowers bloom, surging fate! Loveless, bones are separated!"

Hua Gu used chicken blood to write the name of "Kong Peony" characters in the incense burner slowly, the absolute * spores in the Kong Peony * slowly sprouted, growing bigger and bigger, the hook of the * spores pierced into her internal organs, sucking the essence and blood of Kong Peony Medicine, turning over the river and the sea in *, expanding and expanding. Kong Peony rolled on the ground in pain, "Ahh......h Soon, the spores that had sucked the essence blood of Kong Peony grew to the size of a baby who was pregnant for ten months, and it was about to open the belly of Kong Peony. Kong Peony's face, hands and feet began to shrink, shortened and smaller, her face was bloodless, and she became more and more like a big ball of flesh, her epidermis was shriveled up piece by piece, her hair and nails all fell off, and the epidermis seemed to have been drained of the blood inside, and there were occasional traces of red blood on it, as if it was about to explode with bloody cracks.

"My dear, what kind of spell are you reciting?" Seeing that Hua Gu was casting a spell, Zao Wou-Ki took Hua Gu's hand and said in confusion.

Hua Gu was silent and continued to chant the mantra: "Loveless flowers bloom, evil fate is surging! Loveless love, corpses and bones are separated!", and finally the characters in the incense burner turned to ashes. Kong Peony's clothes had been torn by her belly, she screamed "whooping", rushed out of the door, and everyone ran out to watch when they heard the scream, covering their mouths and being shocked. Kong Peony's shrunken feet didn't take a steady step, she fell down directly, rolled down, and no one dared to help her, she groped on the ground with her shrunken hands. Suddenly, her swollen stomach exploded with a "boom", and in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, and the faces of several onlookers were splashed with blood. This explosion frightened everyone, some of the maids fainted directly when they saw this scene, unconscious, and some shouted "There are ghosts!" and fled in all directions.

When Zao Wou-Ki heard the explosion, he felt that it was not good, and subconsciously rushed out of the door, ran to the crowd of onlookers to take a look, and pushed the onlookers and asked, "What was the sound just now?"

"Peony girl, she...... Exploded?" A sweeping old man in Qingfeng Villa replied in confusion, pointing to the flesh scattered on the ground.

"What?" Zao Wou-Ki suddenly felt light and powerless to stand firmly, he helped the person next to him, stared blankly at the messy slaughterhouse in front of him, and generally understood the cause and effect.

"It's okay, let's all go back. Zhao Wouji forced his composure to send away the onlookers, and then picked up the broom in the hand of the old man who swept the floor and said with a wry smile: "She is my junior sister, I'll clean it up." Go back and rest. Under the light that was clearly extinguished, the nightmare of the night came in an instant, and Zao Wou-Ki lay on the ground and picked up the stumps and severed arms of Kong Peony medicine piece by piece, sucked the blood on the ground with a dry cloth, and buried the blood-sucking cloth and those broken limbs in the bamboo forest behind Qingfeng Villa. The wind in the bamboo forest blew Zhao Wou-Ki unusually cold, and Zao Wou-Ki wrote the tomb plate with bamboo pieces as a tombstone and inserted it in front of Kong Peony's grave. The cold moon was silent, the cold moonlight quietly scorched a cold soul, and the night was as silent as before the ice was unearthed.

Early the next morning, Zao Wou-Ki cheered up and returned to Qingfeng Villa. Back in the room, Hua Gu put down the embroidery in her hand, hugged Zao Wou-ki, pointed to the two little bears on the embroidery and whispered softly: "Xianggong, this is the tip I embroidered for you, three little bears, on behalf of our family of three, are they cute? We'll be counting on you from now on. ”

"Hehe, it's so cute. Don't worry, my dear, everything is fine with me. Let's have a good family in the future. Zao Wou-Ki hugged Hua Gu expressionlessly, full of love and hatred intertwined in his heart, and there was nowhere to confide. Hua Gu smiled heartily when she heard this, and snuggled into Zao Wou-ki's arms.

In the rich green building, the old bustard Wang Yuhuan shook the fluffy fan and pointed at Wang Baxi's nose and smiled: "You are dead, I will let you pull that Kong Peony medicine over." Now a good peony flower has withered like this! How many silver tickets have to be lost in vain?"

"You melon girl, just shut up for me. They are all cold-blooded and ruthless characters, be careful that you are next. Wang Baxi looked around and whispered.

"Hehe, look at your cowardice! The old lady has never seen any strong winds and waves? He kind of let the horse come, and the old lady opened her thighs and accepted him!" Wang Yuhuan picked up Erlang's legs and smiled.

"Alas, you melon girl, sooner or later Lao Tzu will be killed by your open-mouthed melon skin. Hello, do it yourself!" Wang Baxi was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away.

The right arm and the red tassel were about to go to Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan to find the last poem and the mysterious book of the fairy sword, and the white-clothed scholar and the master of Meiwu decided to go over together and take care of each other.

"Since everyone is going over together, then I'll take everyone to have a good time in Sichuan for a few days, and tell me, where do you want to go the most?" said the right arm.

"Chongqing, Ciqikou, legend has it that the hot pot there is the best in the world!Hey, let's try it too!" Hongying couldn't wait to blurt out, and then looked at everyone with a smile and wide eyes, and her right arm was instantly a little embarrassed.

"Senior sister, what a suggestion! Let's go to Chongqing to feast on it, people say that Chongqing hot pot should only be in the sky, and if you have eaten it, you will be like a real fairy! Brother with the right arm, if you go once, it will definitely be in vain!" The white-clothed scholar smiled, and the Meiwuqin master took the white-clothed scholar's hand and nodded with a smile.

"Okay! Since everyone thinks so, then let's go to Chongqing Ciqikou! Huo'er, fly!" said the right arm, and Huo'er flew out of the tattoo on his right arm with a "whoosh", becoming bigger and bigger, and spreading his huge wings.

The right arm, the red tassel, the white-clothed scholar, and the Meiwuqin master rode on the fire and flew to Ciqikou, Chongqing. The four people with the right arm came to the bustling Ciqikou Ancient Town, looking at the busy flow of people, everyone was very excited, and quickly found a hot pot restaurant, and the blackboard gilt plate was engraved with the four big characters of "Chongqing Taste". The four people with their right arms looked at each other and smiled, and stepped into this time-honored hot pot restaurant together, antique, carved beams and paintings, red lanterns and strings of fiery red peppers on the beams of the house were hung high, the faces of Sichuan Opera on the stage changed and cheered continuously, the audience applauded thunderously, and the shouts of foreign cigarettes sold between the diners and tables were endless. The right arm called Xiao Er and asked, "Do you have any other special dishes to recommend on the most famous hot pot in Chongqing?"

The little second put the towel on his back, opened the thick menu and handed it to his right arm, pointed to the three dishes on the home page and said with a smile: "Guest officer, our Sichuan cuisine is self-contained, and there are more delicious dishes! Everyone on the earth knows what to eat and drink, Chongqing hot pot is the most suitable! Since you have come to Ciqikou, I want to recommend the three most classic dishes of our Ciqikou to a few people: Mao Xuewang, Qianzhang Skin, Pepper and Salt Peanuts, Bashi is very good! After eating, you will have an endless aftertaste, and you will still order it again next time!"

"A good Chongqing hot pot is the most suitable! Then let's have an authentic Chongqing hot pot! Then serve these three dishes, and also a jar of Chongqing sorghum wine, I heard that it is good!" said with a thumbs up with his right arm to the shopkeeper and smiled.

"Hehe, the beautiful taste bud encounter starts from Chongqing hot pot, and the beautiful trip to Sichuan starts from Ciqikou!" Hongying said with a smile as she knocked on the bowl with chopsticks.

"You see, your senior sister is very poetic as soon as she has delicious food. Hehe, she's a typical foodie. His right arm looked at the white-clothed scholar, pointed at the red tassel and shook his finger and smiled.

"Hehe, the most memorable thing in my life is eating roasted snake sticks together in Taishan Stream! I remember, you were still eating with a gray face!"

"Haha......" everyone laughed. After a while, the shopkeeper served the hot pot, served good dishes, and poured wine for the four of them and retreated.

The hot pot is boiling, the smoke is billowing, the aroma is striking, drunk everyone's taste buds, the owner of Meiwu piano while scalding the dishes for everyone, while appreciating the good songs on the stage, listen carefully, the artists on the stage are playing and singing "Chongqing Taste", everyone is intoxicated in this wonderful song.

A plate of sinkholes

The sound of oars and lights of a dragon boat

A skimmed nostalgic cableway

A light rail ride through the mountains that tumbles all the way

A bowl of Chongqing noodles

A hot beauty at a glance

A river domineering strong supper

A hand-waving dance troupe with a bonfire

The vows of the bowl together

A true hero of the island

It's the taste of Chongqing

It is a delicacy prepared by Chongqing valleys and streams

It is the hot pot base with a smile on the face of Chongqing's family and a thousand cups of joy

It is the prophetic forecast of Chongqing World to gain insight into world affairs and guide the country

Taste of Chongqing

It's a winding mountain road

The scenery in the roller coaster resonates with heaven and earth

The Yangtze River Cableway seeks ancient river channels

The mid-air wind solves the puzzle of climbing the hill

The wind is galloping, turning over mountains and rivers, growing and fermenting in the sound of Chongqing storytelling

Wind, thunder, lightning, floods, and beasts bow down in the sound of dragon boat racing

Even if the earth is recuted

The mountain road with nine bends and eighteen bends also foreshadows the iron courage and wit of the vast Yangtze River

The light rail tunnel that swallows clouds and spits fog also reflects the vigorous and domineering spirit of the boundless green peak

Taste of Chongqing

It is the spicy of Chongqing hot pot

Fiery peppers strip and dance in the sea of fire magma

The tumbling butter boiled and cheered in the ancient wood and iron

Such as the sincerity of the mountain city stove in August

Such as a cool and hot mountain city beauty

The spicy and spicy peppercorns have teased the happy tears and life experience of tourists

The energetic youth amazed the taste buds of diners and had no regrets in life

Taste of Chongqing

It is the market atmosphere of Ciqikou

Qianjiang chicken offal, spicy hairy blood

Crispy twist flowers, refreshing thousand skins

The elegant ink of Gaiwan tea carves the window grilles of the carved beams and paintings

The Sichuan opera played and sung in the teahouse injected infinite vitality into the mountains and valleys

The sound of the Hanlin Academy's books makes the door of the mountain city more poetic

Inadvertently, I thought of the neighbor's Langzhong koi

Listening to a song of mountains and rivers is the soul of landscape poetry and painting

Taste of Chongqing

It is the blur of the night in the mountain city

Ten thousand neon invite to dance the stars

The mountain lanterns on the peninsula echo the fishing fires of the two rivers

Love is boiled in a pot of mandarin ducks

In the nine heavens, I overlook my bosom friend

Climb the mountain together to watch the fireworks of the river flow into the dock where the lights and shadows are swaying

The ups and downs of the trajectories together turned into the sweetness of the bottom of the mandarin duck pot

The romantic night precipitates the sudden and dazzling mountain city

Taste of Chongqing

It's the enthusiasm of the girls in the mountain city

Blood had flowed from the red rocks

Tears fell in the rain and mist

The flower umbrella is hidden under the charm

Drunk in the glass

The clear suona array next to a sedan chair makes you linger and forget to return

The flying mountain songs in the stilted building of a river make you fascinated and make ripples

A beautiful hand-waving dance around a bonfire will make you passionate and hearty

A bowl of glutinous rice wine heroically smashes the wine bowl, so that you swear to see each other late

Taste of Chongqing

It is the heroic soul of the Kawae horn

The tears of the sister in the stilted building

Dialysis of every grain of salt of life on the river beach and on the way home

There is always red blood surging in the shouting trumpet

Silent blood sacrifices were offered in every age

Even if history has been bleached repeatedly

The purity in the bones is like the peppercorns in the grains of salt

The high-pitched Sichuan River trumpet is like the base of a hot pot

Taste of Chongqing

Too strong, too pure, too strong

Like drinking Yamashiro rice wine

Like a Chongqing girl who has kissed

It's like an enjoyable Chongqing hot pot

Like the shouting and shouting in the trumpet of the Sichuan River

Like the awe-inspiring heroes of Hongyan and the reformers of the times

Like the declaration of the Liberation Monument and the clarion call of the Liangjiang New Area

Like every mountain city Castle Peak Road and single-plank bridge I have walked

It can't be opened

simply attached this Chongqing soul with pride and passion

Be a Chongqing person vigorously

"What a beautiful melody, what a beautiful song, my dish!" said the owner of the Murwood laugh.

"Haha, it's also my dish! It's really a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect that the Kyushu monks also came to Chongqing. He raised his glass with his right arm, smiled and toasted to the master of Meiwu, and drank it all.

"Don't you know this songwriter too?" said Master Murwood looking at his right arm in surprise.

"Of course, Kyushu residents travel to Kyushu, love the landscape, and must leave a poem everywhere, and their poems are included in the two poetry collections of "Short Song Xing" and "Poetic World", who does not know who does not know who does not know Luzhou City. I'm a big fan of him, huh?" laughed as he looked at the singer on stage with his right arm.

"What are fans?" said Master Meiwu in surprise.

"Fans, that's the goods you have in your chopsticks!" Hongying smiled as she pointed to the fans who were about to put the pot on the main chopsticks of the Meiwuqin.

"No, no, this fan is not another fan. Haha, the fans of the right-arm brother mean idol fans!" The white-clothed scholar smiled and toasted his right arm with a glass of wine.

"Haha, come, let's toast together!" said the right arm, and everyone raised their glasses and stood up.

"First, to celebrate the return of my little brother's beauty, I wish you a hundred years of good together!"

"Second, to celebrate my senior sister fishing for a golden beetle! I wish you an early birth to a noble son!" said the scholar in white with a smile.

"Three, to celebrate our meeting, acquaintance, acquaintance, and love! Come, let's do it together!" said the right arm smiled.

Let's talk about it, everyone clink glasses together, drink it all, respect for encounters, respect for friendship, respect for bosom friends. In the strong hot pot flavor of the mountain city, the four people with their right arms pushed the cup and changed the lamp, staggered the chips, laughed and laughed, and were so happy. The beautiful hot pot makes everyone forget all the troubles of the world and forget the time. Maybe this is the freedom of the right arm and the red tassel, or maybe this is the poetic life that the scholar in white and the master of the Meiwu piano yearn for.