The bustling Shinan City gradually entered the night. The people who hurried during the day seemed to have gone after the setting sun, leaving behind those who walked leisurely and the moon that bent overhead.

At night, it seems that the people of the whole city know how to enjoy life. Bai Yuli's hurry seems to have come to an end with the setting sun. The crescent moon in the night sky—faint, but incomparably bright—bathed in the moonlight of the city, which had finally calmed down.

There are three people at a table on the balcony, raising a glass of tea and chatting, speaking of interest, and there is a crisp and sweet laughter from time to time. The moonlight pierced through the vines that fell from the balcony, silently surrounding the three of them. In the moonlight, the envy and envy around Zhou Xiaofei are already charming, and under the embellishment of this moonlight, it adds a beautiful atmosphere, and it is a little more demonic.

"Tell me your story, pick an interesting story. Zhou Xiaofei took a sip of the teacup and said to the envy and envy beside him.

"Okay! I had a lot of interesting things when I was a child!" I couldn't wait to hear my master's story.

"What happened when she was young, it's really terrible to tell it!" Xian Shi heard that Xian wanted to tell interesting things about her childhood, and immediately interjected.

"Have you heard her talk about it?" asked Zhou Xiaofei.

"Yes, before I knew her master, she used to tell me about her childhood, and sometimes I almost burst into laughter when I heard it, and you said that you would not die? But she always pestered me to tell her stories, and then I could not hear new stories, and I was tired of her telling interesting stories, so I didn't listen to them much, and she was worried that no one listened to them. Now that the master was willing to be her listener, she could not ask for it. ”

"Oh, it seems that there is something to do in the future, I like to listen to other people's interesting things the most, after all, nothing has happened to me since I was a child, and the fun is almost zero, so don't tell no story when the time comes, I can bother you to tell interesting things!"

Envy listened to his master so easy to get along with, and he was even more let go, and the obstacle between master and servant had disappeared from this time on. In Xianyi's view, the person who likes to listen to his own story is his favorite person, and the owner who likes to listen to his own story is the person he dreams of entrusting. Xianyi immediately said: "Don't be afraid, I have a lot of stories to tell????! I'm going to tell you a story about what I loved to eat when I was a kid??????

Listening to the envy saying that he likes to eat, Zhou Xiaofei, who was sitting among the beauties, remembered the sister Yi Xiaoxiao who also liked to eat. While listening to the story of envy, I thought of the lovely face of Yi Xiaoxiao's sister, especially the drooling when she slept in the classroom. I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I thought about it.

The envy of the master smiled, and he spoke more openly and vividly. The intermittent laughter of the three of them floated endlessly and slightly over the entire city.

As the night wore on, the streets grew more populous. Diagonally opposite the inn is the Wanhua Building, from the Wanhua Building came out of the sound of singing and dancing, singing and dancing, but also mixed with the voices of all kinds of crazy men and women, this sound began to make the whole street, become lively and slightly noisy. More and more lonely men, lured by the bewitching and sultry women in front of the door, began to enter the Wanhualou.

Directly opposite is a tavern, although the tavern is not as noisy as Wanhualou, but there are many people, especially men. It seems that wine and women may have some men who are more willing to spend money on wine, wine is a confidant, and wine knows their own heart best. And the girl can only be a short-term **, allowing herself to be happy for a short time. You have to give money, but wine can give you the deepest intoxication when you need it, you don't need to take off your pants, you just need to open your mouth, drink a thousand glasses but don't want to get drunk, just walk down the street and sway from side to side. There was once a good wine poet Zhou Hongfei who was still slightly drunk after drinking a thousand cups, walking on the street swaying from side to side but never falling, and the poet's inspiration was also shaken out in the shaking: powerless to return to the sky? Look how I shake the whole world!

As the night darkened, more and more "poets" came out of the tavern and staggered, all coming to the street to shake, wanting to pursue the legendary poet and find the legendary inspiration.

Inspiration is not something that everyone can shake out like Zhou Hongfei, so most people are shaking for a long time, and at the last moment they can't hold on to the fall, they only shake out the inspiration of two words, "Good wine!" and then before they can shake the world, they pour into this world first.

On the opposite side of the tavern, that is, on the side of the inn, there is a gambling hall, opposite to the two opposite fields, the people in this field are much more sober, some people have money to use for women, some people have money to use for intoxication, and some people have money and no money, they all hope that they can win, they all want to win money, so that other bastards have no money to win, in fact, their focused eyes may be too focused, often until they have no money to "win". Those who can calm down and leave the opportunity for the next time, and those who can't hold it are often thrown out of the door of the gambling hall after making a big fuss. Entering Wanhualou is like spending money and being sucked dry by a woman. Entering a restaurant is like taking out all the money after being anesthetized, and since you are all drunk, how much alcohol you can buy with your money may only be known to the tavern owner. Entering the gambling hall is like making a deed, and if you have money, you will come again, and you will not be gone.

The night is getting deeper, except for the fact that there are still customers in the Wanhua Building, the drunkards in the tavern are still popular, and the gamblers in the gambling hall are still shouting for victory, there are not many people on the street. Only all kinds of ghosts, such as lustful ghosts, drunkards, and gamblers, lie in any place on the street at random, making the whole street seem to be ghostly.

On the balcony on the top floor of the inn, the three people on a large rattan deck chair did not know when the laughter stopped. may be when the story of envy stopped, the two beauties quietly snuggled up to Zhou Xiaofei in the middle and fell asleep.

The feeling in the pile of women is happy, and now Zhou Xiaofei's body seems to have been penetrated by the fragrance of the two beauties in his arms. Zhou Xiaofei didn't feel sleepy, and his eyes looked calmly at the direction that Li Jikun said during the day.

Midnight is getting closer and closer, and there are no more so-called "idle people" on the street, except for the three kinds of ghosts that are horizontal and vertical.

I heard the two beauties say that this street was not like this originally, but later Lu Jian forcibly demolished a few shops, and built the current large courtyard, tavern, gambling hall and so on around the inn. Only then did there become more and more ghosts on this street, and the ghosts did not disperse, and people who worked at midnight did not dare to walk this street.

Zhou Xiaofei looked at this street and thought, "Lu Jian should have a sense of accomplishment when he walks on this street and looks at the products he has cultivated, right?" No wonder Li Jikun said that he doesn't forget to walk on it almost every night. ”

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