"It's really timely, and in a few days it will be the annual begging festival." After being reminded by the little maid, Mu Heng realized that it was almost Tanabata, and it had been almost a month since he came to this world. I don't know if the Cowherd Star and Vega Star I see here are the same as those seen in my hometown.

The Cowherd and Weaver Girl still have a day to get together, and I am afraid that I will return home indefinitely.

Now is not the time to think about that. Putting aside the sorrow in his mind, Mu Heng continued: "Today I am fortunate to have the favor of Miss Qing'er, if Poor Dao is invited by the girl to be the guest of this scene, I think the other people here will be difficult to convince, and it will also be difficult for Miss Qing'er to do." ”

The words "guest of the curtain" made Liu Qing'er shy, this person is really annoying, how can he say these four words in front of his daughter's family like this.

However, Mu Heng's words are in everyone's hearts, and everyone's attitude towards Mu Heng has rarely changed, this Taoist priest is quite good at being a man, and his tone is also a lot soothing: "What the Taoist chief said is very true, if this fragrance will not be accompanied by poetry, wouldn't it be a fly in the ointment." ”

"In this case, this incense tasting will continue to open, and win or lose by poetry. If Poor Dao wins this leader, surely everyone here will have no more complaints; If the poor road can't pick up the leader, the guest who enters the curtain will naturally be the winner. "Mu Heng added fuel to the fire, if he didn't hold this incense tasting party, how could he make money.

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed, Mu Heng had already become the target of everyone because of Liu Qing'er's invitation, and at this time it was a united front to jointly crusade against Mu Heng, and Fu Chengping, who was the leader, also bowed his hand to Mu Heng: "Dao Chief, what you say is reasonable." I wonder what Miss Qing'er thinks? ”

Whether this fragrance will continue to open, you have to ask the owner's opinion, don't be busy here, people don't care about it at all.

"You have to do it, please do it yourself." Liu Qing'er saw that Mu Heng was calm and unhurried, as if he was thinking about everyone, but thinking about his previous performance, he also vaguely guessed his thoughts in his heart. It's just that it's too much?

I was looking forward to Mu Heng's next performance. This Oiran will be just a gimmick, and if I want to be a guest of the curtain, I have to decide by myself. Listening to the story told by Mu Heng today, I was also curious about him, so I had the intention of inviting him to have a small gathering and talk.

"Since Miss Qing'er has no objection, then the poor road will throw bricks and lead the jade first." With Liu Qing'er's approval, Mu Heng continued.

"Poor Dao has been a monk since childhood, and he is accompanied by scriptures and books all day long, and he has little contact with poetry and songs, and he is not good at it, please forgive me." Mu Heng saw that everyone's interest was rising, so he simply stirred up more excitement.

Everyone looked at Mu Heng's eyes full of ambiguity, Fu Chengping said: "The Taoist is too modest, the Taoist is not good at poetry, if the Taoist is accompanied by scriptures all day long, and compares us to poetry on poetry, wouldn't we be a wine bag and a rice bag?" ”

What good words can you make as a Taoist priest, let's see how I will trample you to the end later. Mu Heng ignored the other party's self-deprecation, and just looked at everyone's eyes, which said "I don't like you".

"That's a poor way to be ugly." Mu Heng learned what he was doing on TV, with his hands behind his back, his body involuntarily took a step forward, and he looked up slightly at the carving on the roof, the meaning was already very clear.

Guys, stand back, I'm going to start pretending.

Liu Qing'er has been paying attention to Mu Heng's nondescript movements, like a monkey crown, a little funny.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. The words themselves have a rhythm, which is catchy to read, and Mu Heng's subdued tone constantly tugs at everyone's heartstrings.

"Shhh The people who were waiting to see Mu Heng's joke next to them all gasped at this time, looking at Mu Heng with disgust, the original laughing expression instantly froze, and the purple red of the pig's liver surged up on his face, like a monkey's buttocks.

You can't tell poetry, this has just been made, and you have already beaten everyone, okay?

Those who have a little literary skills understand the cleverness of this poem, and Liu Qing'er is no exception: "As soon as the son comes out, I'm afraid that no one will dare to write Qixi words in the future." ”

Without waiting for Mu Heng to respond, Liu Qing'er said to herself: "A clever word, a hate word, will vividly depict the meaning and affection of Qixi Festival, the son is talented." ”

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. It turns out that Childe is also a man of temperament, and he is as sincere as the woman who eloped on that snowy night. ”

The onlookers could only listen to Liu Qing'er's appreciation of Mu Heng's words at the moment, but they were not very embarrassed, although they really wrote it well.

Mu Heng glanced at Liu Qing'er, and saw that her eyebrows were full of affection, as if she was infected by the poignancy and persistence in love in this sentence, and her eyes were warm when she looked at Mu Heng.

"Childe, there is a bottom." There was no one else in their eyes at the moment, as if they were the only ones discussing each other.

"Naturally, listen well: tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Queqiao. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

"If the love between the two is long, especially in the morning and twilight. If there is affection in the heart, it is a different side of the world, and it is more valuable than accompanying the vulgar. "Which girl is not pregnant with spring, even if she is used to seeing false feelings in this land of fireworks, and she has seen Liu Qing'er, who is drunk and gold-obsessed, she will inevitably yearn for sincere love.

"That's exactly what the girl said." Qin Guan Qin's Qixi words, which are known as the swan songs of the ages, are used to bully this group of laypeople, which is really wasted, but the effect of this pretending ratio is really good, and the feeling of slapping the face is also super cool.

The face of the audience was flushed, the fists were clenched sincerely, and the people above their heads seemed to be steaming, and the resentment emanating from their bodies was about to overturn the entire Tianxianglou.

Mu Heng, who didn't smile, didn't pay much attention to Liu Qing'er, but looked at the sons and brothers, and said, "Sons, the general thing you did in the next words made everyone laugh." ”

At this moment, looking at Mu Heng's teasing smile, everyone also understood that they had been tricked by this girl, and they didn't get angry, but they had nowhere to vent.

"The next brick throwing has ended, and I invite you to pick it up and make this incense meeting popular." Mu Heng didn't think it was a big deal, and continued to add fuel to the fire.

Liu Qing'er silently watched Mu Heng constantly challenge everyone's bottom line, only to feel funny and happy in her heart, it was really a bunch of wine bags and rice bags. However, he was a little worried about angering this group of sons, and Mu Heng couldn't please it, so he persuaded: "Mu Gongzi said that he laughed, Gongzi's Qixi song, I'm afraid that there is no one before and no one in the future, so why should Gongzi ridicule everyone." ”

Feeling Liu Qing'er's stop, Mu Heng glanced at her unconvinced, the meaning was very clear, the poor road had not had enough.

Seeing Mu Heng's eyes that he was about to continue, Liu Qing'er said again: "Qing'er wants to ask Gongzi for music and poetry, and also asks Gongzi to move to the backyard to talk about it." ”

Everyone who was originally speechless by Mu Heng and embarrassed to express their opinions again, saw Liu Qing'er invite Mu Heng for the second time, and the five-flavor bottle in his heart instantly overturned again, and Fu Chengping, who was the leader, was anxious, and hurriedly spoke out to stop him: "Miss Qing'er, how can this Taoist priest be favored by the girl." ”

"Yes, although this Taoist priest is good at words, he will not be able to become the girl's guest at the scene."

"Dao Chief, you are a monk, how can you go to the Qinglou, why don't you go out quickly."

The people who can no longer look down on Mu Heng in poetry are looking for balance in other places, finding various reasons to prevent Mu Heng from becoming the guest of their dreams.

"Hmph, do not be the guest of this scene, Miss Liberty Qing'er has the final say, the girl invited me twice, if I don't have this qualification, then who is still qualified here?" Mu Heng rebuked with a straight face. When it comes to music, you can't talk about it, and when it comes to poetry, you are even more vulnerable, what face do you have to point fingers here.

This group of people in front of her was a "guest of the curtain" on the left and a "guest of the curtain" on the right, and Liu Qing'er was very shy.

Everyone also understood that Mu Heng was reasonable, worried that no man could bear seeing his beloved become someone else's person. However, if they can't get the platform of the protagonist Liu Qing'er, they are just in a hurry.

Mu Heng saw everyone's expressions, and felt that it was almost over, and the words changed again: "But... Deliberately hanging everyone's appetite, seeing that the time was almost up, he said slowly: "Miss Chengqing'er raises love, Poor Dao just has the qualifications to be the guest of this scene, but Poor Dao didn't say that he really wanted to be the guest of this scene." ”

"Ahh Mu Heng's words fell into the hot oil pot like cold water droplets, and the hall suddenly exploded.

"What do you say, you don't do this tomb soldier?" The ups and downs of life came too suddenly, and everyone heard from Mu Heng's words that they still had a chance to get close to Liu Qing'er, and they suddenly felt joy and couldn't believe it.

It is said that since Liu Qing'er came to Xinzhou City, the men in the entire city are like hungry wolves seeing delicious lambs, and they will pounce on them whenever they have the opportunity. And now, this Taoist priest obviously got the opportunity that everyone coveted, and he actually gave up, which is incredible.

Different from the ease in everyone's hearts, Liu Qing'er's face on the side gradually turned from blue to black, and the haze on her forehead almost covered the entire Tianxianglou. Mu Heng's unbeaten expression seemed to be a severe humiliation of himself, as if to say: Let everyone hold you and cater to you, you are nothing in my place.

The solidification of the atmosphere also made Mu Heng suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the light veil could not cover it, and secretly screamed in his heart, he still underestimated the severity of the consequences of refuting the face of the beauty.

"Forget it, let's hurry up and get some money and run away, and stay any longer, I'm afraid that I may be eaten." Thinking secretly in his heart, Mu Heng looked at Liu Qing'er and said: "Girl, don't blame, the poor road is a person outside the party, and it is not appropriate to enter the world too deeply, for fear of delaying the cultivation." ”

Listening to Mu Heng's soft words, Liu Qing'er's face full of evil changed instantly, but it did not become gentle, but with a deep contempt, but did not speak, just looked at Mu Heng quietly, waiting for his next move.