"Hell, I scared you away."

"So?"

Wang Fu's old face turned red, the ghosts were scared away by him, and he was still shouting for help. He suddenly realized how he could be so brave.

"Brother Wang, rest early, I have to hurry tomorrow morning." Qin Chuan yawned.

Wang Fu whispered: "What if that female ghost comes again?" ”

"She can be scared away by you once, and she can be scared away by you a second time. Now it means that the ghost is afraid of you, not that you are afraid of the ghost. ”

"Makes sense."

Fang Laohan and the coachman in the middle house came out to take a look, and heard Wang Fu say that they scared the ghost away, and the two of them said that it was hard to believe it, most likely Wang Fu scared himself.

Qin Chuan returned to the room, and the light was like a bean.

Under the faint light, a puddle of water slowly evaporated a faint green smoke on the ground.

Yuhu next to him apologized, "My lord, this little ghost has broken up for me." ”

"Let's disperse, you can go back to the screen to rest."

"No."

The two painting demons returned to the screen.

Qin Chuan closed his eyes and rested.

The little ghost just now was too weak, and if he didn't pay attention, he would scatter the soul of Yuhu. I think it was the one who had done evil in the village before.

Yuhu's combat power was stronger than Qin Chuan expected.

He also has a painted skin ghost in the soul collection rice, and when he returns home, he can let Yuhu practice with the painted skin ghost alone.

Before dawn, Qin Chuan went to Zheng Village next door to summon the land god and asked about what was happening near it.

The land god said the origin of the little ghost, because he didn't really kill anyone, and the other party was from the manor of the ghost mother of Banyuepo, and the land couldn't afford to provoke the ghost mother, so he had to turn a blind eye.

What did Qin Chuan say, after all, there were not many incense offerings to the land god in the nearby villages, just the last time Qin Chuan fought the wolf demon, it was a little hot, but it dispersed quickly.

The land god is still under the squeeze of the Stove King Temple and the Dragon King Temple, and the incense is withering.

Just this incense, how can the land god be desperate.

When he arrived in the east, the fish belly was white, Qin Chuan called Wang Fu, who had not slept all night, and the coachman who had not slept too well, and quietly left Qin Village.

At noon, Qin Chuan arrived home.

Wang Fu withdrew his men.

Moving the screen to the main house, Qin Chuan called out Yuhu and Bingyan and let them know each other. Anyway, they are all demons, and they won't scare each other when they meet.

Speaking of which, there is no normal person in the family until now.

Qin Chuan can change the name of the courtyard to a heterogeneous shelter.

Qingqing was very surprised when he knew the origin of the Jade Lake and the Ice Goose. She didn't expect that the people in the story could also appear alive in the world.

It's a pity that she can't speak, otherwise she would definitely communicate with the two painting demons.

As for the yellow sand, it is still honestly connected to the waterway.

This product is willing to work hard, and there is no stealing and cheating.

Qingqing was very ashamed to report to Qinchuan, if the current progress of Huangsha was used, the water veins would be opened up at the end of the month, but it seemed that Qingqing was very useless.

Qin Chuan told her that Huang Sha was doing rough work, and Qingqing would be responsible for the fine work in the future.

He also said that he planned to expand the yard.

In the future, Qingqing will be busy.

Qin Chuan took the paper and first conceived a four-entry house drawing.

And then

Practice!

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The disaster outside the city is urgent, and it does not prevent the singing and dancing in the Qinglou painting boat.

The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same.

Even the disaster situation is the talk of officials and scholars, and the famine year is indeed terrible for the people, but it is not a good thing for the gentry and heroes.

With the printing and publication of the follow-up part of the sedan chair to marry the right man, a craze for reading this book was set off in the Qinglou painting boat.

Who doesn't want to marry a good woman?

Among them, especially the women in the green building.

Even if there is an unknown number of red silk flowers, what I think about is to be able to marry a lover in the future. Don't ask him to be a high-ranking official and eunuch, don't ask him to be full of gold and jade, as long as he is a good person, he can be good to them and other lowly Qinglou people.

If you get on the wrong sedan chair, you can still marry the right man.

It's a wonderful thing.

Linchuan Painting Fang's Oiran Lan Cao turned over and read the words of the wrong sedan chair to marry the right man several times, but it was just a script, no matter how good it was, if you read too much, you will get tired of it.

The tired thing is why the author doesn't have a new book?

Lan Cao thought of the water tune song head at the end of the Dragon King Temple Fair.

"I'm aiming for a small ......"

She had recited the poem many times, and each time she was impressed by the man's talent.

It's just that I heard that Qin Xianggong hasn't made a new word since then.

It's funny to say that Lan Cao wrote out the poem and posted it in the lobby of the Linchuan Painting Boat, so that no scholar has been doing poetry in the Linchuan Painting Boat for a long time.

Because this was done by the people of the time, he was still a very young scholar, and he lived in Lingzhou City. If you make lyrics in front of other people's masterpieces, if the level is poor, isn't it a joke?

The strange thing is that the owner of the Linchuan painting boat did not give up the poem because of this, and he was not afraid of offending the guests because of it.

But only those who know the inside story know that the real owner of the painting boat is Lan Cao.

"It's not okay to go on like this, I don't want to hold a poetry party anymore."

"Is it just that the Qin Xiang Guild is coming?"

Although Lan Cao has a special identity, that is, the incense master of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, she still hopes to have a peaceful life in essence.

She hopes to marry a lover and quit the rivers and lakes.

Qin Chuan is the target she is looking forward to.

With her identity, she can't be a wife, but she should be able to be a concubine.

So Lan Cao organized a poetry meeting and invited Qin Chuan to participate.

But when the invitation came, it was closed.

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…

Qin Chuan has been practicing very diligently recently, and suddenly received an invitation to the poetry meeting of Linchuan Painting Boat, and he felt confused.

This Linchuan painting boat was stingy, so he only sent an invitation, and wanted him to participate in some poetry meeting.

Last time he prostituted the Red Mansion for nothing, he even sent a sum of money upside down.

Speaking of which, this is not considered a prostitution.

After visiting the Qinglou, people still pay money, what should this be called?

Qin Chuan couldn't think of words to describe it for a while.

Anyway, I know how to describe Linchuan Painting Boat, that is stingy!

Maybe other scholars will think that they will become famous through Linchuan painting and poetry, but Qinchuan is not short of fame. Or maybe you want to get to know the dignitaries.

But Qin Chuan can even say that Yujiang Longjun knows it.

After all, they specially gave him a psychic big yellow croaker.

Qin Chuan is reluctant to eat!

Hey, Qin Chuan really wants to eat the big yellow croaker, and forget about the soul of the yellow sand trained into a wolf's skin.

It's just that the big yellow croaker works hard every day to open up the waterways and eats others.

Qin Chuan still held back his appetite for a while.

As for the yellow-lipped fish at home, because it has no aura, it is useless for Qin Chuan to eat it.

He is picky now, not like when he first woke up, he can eat a big local chicken every day, which is very good.

There is a way that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

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Lan Cao sent someone to deliver an invitation and ate the closed door.

It just so happened that her best friend, Su Xiang, the owner of the Lingzhou Red Mansion, was also beside her, and when she heard about this, she smiled and said: "My good sister, you don't eat fireworks in the world." There is no shortage of fame, nor is there a lack of future, how can you invite you with an invitation. ”

"So what to do?" Lan Cao was very melancholy.

Su Xiang smiled and said, "Add money." ”