The obscene Tang Ba Seng shook his head and said, "Little Brother Midou, for your happiness, I specially chose the most famous Yangtze Pavilion in Guangzhu Mansion, you should remember to thank the poor monk for his great virtue, don't take bad shoes to shoot me!"

Mi Dou shook his head and looked around, but he didn't understand what this brightly lit palace meant, and thought it was delicious and fun, so he nodded with a smile, and the two obscene perverts laughed loudly in unison.

The sect master of Buyun Sect, who smiled evilly, stepped in first, and an old bustard greeted him, "Ouch, what a master of Yushu Linfeng, I have been looking forward to you for a long time, and I finally looked forward to you!"

The sect master of the Buyun Sect opened the paper fan with a snap, fanned the old bustard's powder, and sucked it hard coquettishly, "Bustard mother, I haven't seen you for many days, and you are getting younger and more beautiful!"

The old bustard with a sneering face smiled, "It's good or bad, even I am teasing, people will be shy...... Ouch, there is also a mighty Buddha, please inside, please ...... inside"

Tang Ba Seng wiped his smooth bald head, threw a wink at the old bustard, strode in, revealing the rice bucket behind him, the old bustard saw that it was a teenager, and became more enthusiastic.

The enthusiastic old bustard was instantly dumbfounded, smiling without smiling, avoiding Mi Dou, and seemed unwilling to fall into Mi Dou's eyes, and said to the sect master of Buyun Sect, "The two of you want to play a ......"

The Sect Master of the Buyun Sect smiled coquettishly, "The best VIP room, call out your top brand Oiran!"

The old bustard dodged Mi Dou's curious eyes, while leading the three of them, the palace of the Yangtze Pavilion is very large, the VIP rooms are on the second floor, the girls laughed and talked along the way, there was a stage in the middle, and the scantily dressed glamorous girls danced violently, which provoked Tang Baseng to be angry, and finally went to an empty room, Tang Baseng urged impatiently, call the girls quickly!

There are a total of five Oiran in the Yangtze Pavilion, and it was the Meilan family who was invited by the old bustard, followed by a group of girls, and the Meilan family who were showing off their flowers, and they came step by step, and a fragrant sleeve hit the face of the sect leader of the Buyun Sect, and suddenly seven of the eight souls were hooked away, and then a flattering eye was thrown to Tang Baseng, and the bald monk suddenly wanted to take off his clothes.

Meilan said coquettishly, "Two masters, do you want to invite the little girl to have a drink?"

The sect master of the Buyun Sect was stunned and said, "How can one cup be enough, at least a hundred cups and a thousand cups, otherwise you will be ashamed of the jade toe of the beauty!"

Meilan everyone was tired of throwing their eyes again, the two lewd uncles swallowed their throats together, and even forgot the names of their parents, Meilan everyone smiled coquettishly, "The master is so mighty, the little woman can't wait, let the sisters behind me accompany me." ”

More than a dozen girls saluted sideways together, Tang Baseng quickly stood up, stepped forward to pick the girl, and exposed the rice bucket sitting in the back, and the dozen or so girls looked at the innocent young man together.

In an instant, the room with a smile fell silent, all the girls lost their faces, Meilan's laughter froze, the atmosphere was very strange, Mi Doushui's cool eyes looked over, and looked at Meilan everyone curiously.

At a glance, only Mi Dou looked at it curiously, and the Meilan family, who was showing off the flowers, burst into tears like rain, slammed into the door, cried, and ran back to his room, causing a chaotic surprise, and let the old bustard persuade him, but he refused to come out to meet people again.

What the hell is going on? Mi Dou swept towards the girls curiously, and suddenly, the girls with disgraced faces, this one staggered back, the one trembling softly, chaotic, and the ones with the best posture, gloomy, hurriedly fled, leaving behind the stunned Buyun Sect Master and Tang Eight Monks.

What's wrong with your grandmother's? Tang Ba Seng took pity on the jade, and stretched out his hand to help a girl who had fallen, but unexpectedly, this girl who had been hinged to be entangled in her benefactor in the past was now regarded Tang Baseng's outstretched hand as the most terrible thing, and she curled back to dodge, and sobbed.

Your grandmother's! Lao Tzu kindly helped you, but you couldn't get down the steps for Lao Tzu! Tang Ba Seng shouted ridiculous, he walked around the Qinglou a lot, but he had never seen such a ridiculous thing today.

"Bustard! bustard!"

The sect master of Buyun Sect shouted unhappily, and suddenly attracted a large number of eyes, all the people on the east side of the second floor looked over, the empty wall could not cover the sight, the laughing girl, the dancing girl, all looked over, at first I didn't know why, after seeing a soapy rice bucket, suddenly, it was also Qi Qihua's face was discolored, the beautiful girl stopped dancing, and the girl lying on the benefactor rolled down.

The strange atmosphere spread, the lively and noisy world, as if the fire was extinguished in an instant, and the smiling girls were all silent, some began to flee, some hid, some lowered their eyes, and drank one cup after another.

In the room, a sixteen-year-old delicate girl, her body trembled slightly, and when she saw Mi Dou looking at her curiously, she suddenly screamed, "I, I, I was deceived! I'm not that kind of person! I won't do it, don't misunderstand me!"

The screams did not fall, uncontrollable sobs rang out everywhere, and the girl in the lobby on the second floor ran away like a beast and disappeared in a mess.

The benefactors were all dumbfounded, it was ridiculous! It was ridiculous! This, this, this, what the hell was going on?

The girls all fled, and the benefactors roared, and the old bustard was so anxious that the ants went around and hurriedly went to ask for a savior himself.

An old bustard's deputy shouted loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient, in order to thank you for your great presence, we in the Yangtze Pavilion have specially invited Miss Yuedai, who has entered the world to cultivate in this pavilion!

"Miss Yuedai! It's over! It's over! My hair hasn't been combed yet!"

"It's miserable! I'm full of alcohol, what should I do?"

"Hurry, hurry, buddy, hurry up and get to the front row!"

There was another commotion, Tang Ba Seng quickly grabbed the front row, quickly sorted out the clothes, all the benefactors, all pretended to be like dogs, sitting upright, this face full of righteousness, that serious face, it seems that he is not visiting the green building, but went to the solemn temple, and he dare not flow anymore.

"What about Miss Yuedai, why hasn't Miss Yuedai come out yet!"

"That's it! Come out!"

"I don't know if I want to play the guqin or pluck the guzheng?"

......

The sound of chaotic arguments sounded, and Midou didn't know that he was the culprit, so he walked out of the room curiously, walked around the lobby, picked the oranges planted on the plate, and peeled them and ate them with relish.

Soon, the sound of discussion gradually increased, everyone anxiously waited for Miss Yuedai, and finally, under the bitter pleading of the old bustard, Miss Yuedai finally came, and a faint pear yellow shadow turned out, stepping on the stage of thousands of people.

The noise was extinguished in an instant, and everyone returned to their human appearance.

I saw that under the light, Miaoman's slender shadow, gently moved the jade lotus, and a pretty face that captivated the country and the city appeared, smiled lightly and gently, and suddenly, the soft lights were bright, and the epiphany bloomed, withered, bloomed, withered, bloomed, withered, and reincarnated countless times.

These prostitutes who have read countless people, when they see such a peerless stunner, they all have a righteous face, and they don't dare to have any evil thoughts, and they don't even dare to speak to spoil the atmosphere.

The crisp sound of heaven sounded, with the tone of Huang Ying's singing, very intoxicating, "Everyone, the younger generation presented a song "Empty Valley Rain", and I gave guidance. ”

Heaven and earth are silent, the national color on the stage is fragrant, the head of the mantis stands, the green onion finger a pluck of the zither, gently faint, lightly faint, a kind of vast fog with the sound of the piano spreads, gradually, the valley orchid is in full bloom, in the silent valley, the murmuring spring is surging, the deer is stepping on the grass, the heavenly bird flies by, suddenly the sound of the piano is promoted, a blink of an eye, the vegetation of the earth grows out, verdant and dripping, competing for beauty.

The crisp yellow warbler, hummed softly, with the fairy spirit of heaven, no words, confused, clear and clear, with the sound of the piano up and down, slow and urgent, streaming, streaming, thousands of rain lines down, washing away all the irritability, a little bit, drop by drop, countless Qingman danced with the melody, and entered the warm summer......

Touching the soft place of the natural sound, in the silent world, has become the only existence, ah! no! is still a little bit, the five-year-old IQ Mi Dou, still doesn't know what is called music, just think it's very pleasant and good, but, or this sweet orange is good, everyone listens in a daze, only Mi Dou scurries up and down, to pick the sweet orange.

Such a group of figures running up and down, like a fire in the night, is particularly conspicuous, and the national color and fragrance on the stage look at Mi Dou carelessly.

With a flick of his fingers, a string was pulled out, and the fairy-like soft hum was also broken, and the beautiful eyes stared, staring at Mi Dou's face, there was a person who looked exactly like what he saw in the marriage well, and she ...... Appeared!

Lowering her head, Miss Yuedai hung her long green silk, and the autumn water was unloaded into the darkness, feeling that her heart was pounding like this string.

A song, very long, very long, and by the time Miss Yuedai plucked up her courage and looked in the direction of Midou, it had already disappeared.

The old bustard coerced and lured the girls all over the building, but none of the girls were willing to go back to accompany the guests, the old bustard had to explain the reason, and drove out the three of Mi Dou and the sect master of the Buyun Sect, and the girls were willing to come back, the rouge powder was permeated, Miss Yuedai's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, stopped, bowed slightly, ignored the sound of retention, and left in a hurry.

The huge Yangtze Pavilion has resumed the hustle and bustle, Miss Yuedai flew up to the palace, the lights were all over the street, the cool autumn breeze blew the faint pear yellow gauze, Miss Yuedai looked eager, fortunately, the innocent boy had not gone far, Miss Yuedai's heart was pounding, and she mustered up the courage to chase after her.

The three of them walked on the street, and Midou in the middle looked innocent, and he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

The Sect Master of Buyun Sect scolded and scolded Mi Dou, "I'm so bad! I look like this, and I have a bird for it! Even Qinglou* doesn't dare to receive you, you should be like me, see if you are not suffering from it!"

Tang Baseng's face was ugly, and he also sneered, "What a stinky skin! Lack of virtue! The girls are already pitiful enough, the Sprinkle family enters the Qinglou with a smile on their faces, so there is a person like you? make this sad, that crying, don't come to visit the Qinglou if you know that you look like a disaster, and I will run away in vain!"

Mi Dou was scolded and looked depressed, the cool night breeze blew the street lights, Mi Dou was nostalgic for the sweet oranges, and suddenly looked back, just bumping into a pretty face that captivated the country and the city.

Miss Yuedai's face was red, she couldn't help but be shy, she turned around and walked to the opposite street, the wind blew the lights, cool and warm, Miaoman's figure, secretly pinching her pink fist, but she couldn't hold back the shyness of the yellow flower girl.

If it weren't for the two obscene uncles, Miss Yuedai might have dared to step forward to stop Mi Dou, but now, her heart fluctuated, and she walked forward nervously, and when she mustered up the courage to look back, the person in the marriage well had disappeared into the vast street lights.