Now Jing Zhou knows why the former dignitaries and nobles like to listen to music, this Wu Nong's whispering is really soft to the bone, which makes people's hearts shake and get drunk, and they want to stop listening to it.

This kind of voice that is soft to the bones and seems to melt people, which master can withstand it and be indifferent?

"Boss, do you think this song is good?"

Huang Rong originally wanted to sing the Ruihe Immortal who abandoned the disease, and the song was written about plum blossoms after the snow, but she thought that the person in front of her was already extraordinary, so she casually changed the song.

"This song should only be in the sky, and there are a few times in the world, so it is naturally good."

Huang Rong grinned, with a hint of cunning on her face, and said, "Then in that case, are you Cheng Rong'er's love?" ”

"Ahem, in this way, that boy will sing you a song too, so that the two of us will be even!"

After speaking, Jing Zhou sang to himself: "The jade robe and long sword are romantic, the mountains and rivers do not miss the old, and there is no worry about being crazy about poetry." It is difficult to stay in the Xianyao Palace, and go to the mortal Red Mansion to fight wine... ”

Huang Rong snorted coldly and secretly said that this person is stingy!

Why is it so difficult to make him cheaper!

It's a shame that he's still the owner of the inn flower building!

"Stingy! Miser! ”

didn't allow Huang Rong to think about it, and then her mind was attracted by that song.

Although this song sounds a little weird to Huang Rong, it has a different kind of beauty.

"The owner sings himself, the jade robe and long sword, splashing ink and poems, he is a heavenly immortal, but he came to the mortal world to fight wine." If you ignore the word "stingy", at this time, in Huang Rong's eyes, Jing Zhou is the heavenly man who came to the mortal world to fight wine in the Red Mansion.

Huang Rong hummed according to the previous tune.

"Hahaha, let you see it!" After replying to Huang Rong's sentence, Jing Zhou took out a few large jars from the house on the side.

"Boss, what are you doing with the jar? Do you want to load snow? ”

"Ahem, you can't just change the word? It's not called loading snow, it's about getting water! ”

It snows heavily, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and it's time to get water.

At this time, the snow in the yard falls on the plum blossoms, without the slightest dust, and it is the faint fragrance of the plum blossoms.

The rootless water he used to soak in honey was made from the melting of the snow on the plum.

Jing Zhou washed away several large jars, controlled the jade bees, and brought the snow on the plum blossoms into the jars little by little.

"Boss, you actually take snow like this...

Isn't it just taking snow, in Huang Rong's opinion, just take the bowl and put it in the jar, where can you use it so troublesomely!

In this world, the only person who can take out the tricks from the snow is the one in front of him!

"What a fuss, do you think the rootless water I said earlier was a joke? This snow, people must use a jade ruler to take it, and they must pay more attention not to fall into half a point of debris, otherwise the taste will not be beautiful. It takes too much effort and time to take, but if you use this jade bee, you don't have so many worries. ”

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

At this time, I saw the jade bees in the yard lined up one by one, and put them into the jar with snowflakes between their legs.

After a cup of tea, Yufeng filled a jar almost full.

There was a noise in front of the ground, and there seemed to be swearing mixed with it.

Huang Rong kicked the snow on the ground, looked up and said, "Boss, there is some noise ahead." ”

Huang Rong could hear it, of course Jing Zhou could hear it, and one of the voices was still from that hill.

This old way, yesterday I cried, laughed and vomited blood, but I didn't expect to recover today, Jing Zhou listened to his middle-footed voice, it seemed that he had recovered well, and his body bones were no worse than that of young people.

"This Quanzhen Sect's kung fu is the authentic Taoism, although the initial power is not obvious, but the longer the practice, the deeper the skill, and the most nourishing people."

If Jing Zhou is not mistaken, except for Tan Chuduan, who was killed by Ouyang Feng, Ma Yu who died of illness, and the others all died of old age. Even if it is to the Condor, it is still alive.

"Do you want to go and see that innate skill? This is a top Taoist exercise, Qiu Chuji, the old man, is a handful of years old, and he is still alive for decades, which shows that the Taoist exercises of the Quanzhen School are magical. ”

The starting point of innate power is the three treasures of the sky, the sun, moon and stars, the three treasures of people, the spirit and spirit, and the lofty intentions, far from being comparable to other cheats, which is like the kung fu of the free school. It seems to practice martial arts, and it seems to cultivate immortals, and the hidden mystery in it has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary kung fu.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Jing Zhou walked forward to see who Qiu Chuji was arguing with.

This old man is short-tempered, and if he breaks the tables and chairs in his inn, he will have to pay for it with good things.

There were two groups of people standing in the inn, one was Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, and the other was the six monsters of Jiangnan, Guo Jing was sandwiched in the middle, looking very embarrassed.

Ke Zhen smashed his wand and said, "Hmph! Yang Kang, the villain who covets glory and wealth, he looks like this, and he has nothing to do with you! Seventeen years ago, I waited for an appointment to teach the children after the loyalty of the Guo and Yang families, what is this Yang Kang like, we all saw it yesterday! ”

If it hadn't been for the six of their brothers yesterday in time, Guo Jing was afraid that it would have been dangerous.

Ke Zhen was suffocating his belly, and when he came to look for Guo Jing today, he immediately broke out when he encountered Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji knew that Yang Kang had nothing to do with himself when he became like this, but the Jiangnan Seven Monsters who couldn't tolerate it pointed his nose and scolded himself: "The gambling contract seventeen years ago was lost by the poor road, and Yang Kang's affairs will be handled by the poor way, so don't worry about a few heroes!" This hero shouted extremely heavily, and he heard that the six monsters in Jiangnan had something else to mean in their hearts.

Zhaocai saw the tense appearance downstairs, and hid with Laifu, but he remembered that the young master said: "Those who open inns will inevitably encounter conflicts in the rivers and lakes, so they can hide if they can, so as not to lose their lives." ”

"Hey, what are you arguing about! Guo Jing, are you stupid standing and watching the excitement? ”

As soon as Ke Zhen's evil ears moved, he heard the sound of light footsteps, and thought to himself: "I'm afraid this girl's kung fu is not low!" ”。 Although he is blind with a pair of moves, his ears are three points more sensitive than ordinary people, and after only listening to one sentence, he portrayed Huang Rong's appearance in his heart by seven or eight points.

tilted his head slightly, and said to Zhu Cong: "Second brother, the girl who came here is seventeen or eighteen years old?" This girl's skill is not low, and if her breathing sound is like nothing, she must have practiced kung fu to a certain level. ”

"Big brother, there is a boy and a girl, both seventeen or eighteen years old."

"What, and a teenager?"

Zhu Cong's words made Ke Zhen nauseous, he obviously only heard the footsteps of one person, how could there be two people at this time?

If this person walks up to him and suddenly strikes, how will he react?