At the beginning of the lanterns, the red shadows on the lakeside are swaying, the street lights, the fishing fire on the lake, and the stars in the sky are intertwined into the brocade clothes of the night, and the ambiguous night in the south of the Yangtze River has begun.

The moon building is about three stories high, and the hull lights are dappled with light and shadow, which is particularly eye-catching on the lake at night.

Walk into the first floor, here are mostly gamblers gathered, pai gow, the sound of the collision of dice is endless, the high and low shouts are frequently sounded, and it is full of all kinds of messy smells, most of the people who come here are some small people in the market, here is just a little pastime for them at night.

The second floor is much more elegant, and the sound of silk and bamboo is endless. The incense of burning rises in a curling way, and the dance music is graceful, especially like the sounds of heaven, compared with the lower classes, it really seems to have come from the earth to heaven.

In such an elegant place, there is a great deal of talk and laughter, and there is no vain correspondence. By the window, a soft wool carpet was laid out, and a small phoenix table carved from sycamore wood was placed, and the man at the table was lazily leaning against the window door.

Her eyes were lightly closed, as if she had fallen asleep drunk, her lips seemed to be dyed with blood, snatching the soul and seducing the soul, lightly opening her lips, and sending out inadvertent gasps from between her white jade-like teeth, causing infinite reverie. She was as always, and the bright red dress bloomed on her with flowers on the other side of the Lethe.

Such a beauty naturally attracted the attention of countless people, and one of them, a boy in brocade, was also graceful, so he walked towards her confidently.

"In the middle of the order of the eldest son of the lieutenant Chi Taiwei of the next lieutenant, dare to ask the girl ......"

The beautiful woman by the window slowly opened her eyes as bright as peach blossoms, her red eyes were like the poison of a snake and scorpion, but it made people drink it willingly, and fell deeply into the whirlpool in her eyes.

Everyone saw that Wei Chi Gongzi walked to the window with blank eyes, climbed onto the windowsill, kicked his legs, and jumped directly into Xizi Lake with a plop.

"Presumptuous."

Seeing the master jumping into the lake, the guards around Yu Chi Gongzi hurriedly jumped down to catch people, but the rest was to draw a knife at the woman in red.

However, the woman in red only glanced at them, and the rest of the people jumped out of the window in a line as if they had been drained of their souls, and splashed on the surface of the lake like dumplings.

At this time, Qingya and the two were taking a small wooden boat to the side of the Yingyue Tower, and they were about to board the ship, but there was a sound of falling water in front of them.

Obviously, the posture of these guards who jumped out of the window was not beautiful, not only was the momentum huge, but the splash was enough for one person to be high, if it wasn't for Hua Qing'er to dodge in time, I am afraid that he would have become a phoenix in the water at this time.

"Oh, what kind of person is this, it almost spilled my clothes." Hua Qing'er dodged while blocking the water droplets that pounced on her face with the folding fan in her hand, as for why she was holding the folding fan.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the world is at the time of national peace and prosperity. The folk atmosphere is also quite open, and women can not only enter the hall to study, but also participate in the imperial examination and enter the temple as an official. And this elegant place that comes and goes has left countless beautiful stories.

Today, Hua Qing'er is wearing a azure Confucian shirt, dressed as a scribe, but does not pull up her long hair, hanging down and scattering, quite like the style of the Wei and Jin madmen. Although the figure is exquisite, she is slender, and you can see at a glance whose girl is wearing makeup.

"In this novel, it is said that there must be gentlemen in the willows of Fireworks Alley, which does not seem to be nonsense. Don't bother with them, someone will come to catch them, let's go. ”

The boat came to the side of the Moon Tower, the boatman skillfully set up a ladder, and after the two of them went up to the Moon Tower, they rowed the boat away to pick up the next wave of waiting tourists.

After boarding the deck, first of all, a person dressed as a small servant came up to greet him, with a kind language and a neat speech: "The two of them looked at the faces, they must have come from afar, I don't know if the two of you are trying their luck on the first floor or want to go up to the second floor to listen to the music." ”

"Of course, Young Master Ben is here to kill all directions, what kind of music to listen to, Lao Tzu wants to gamble."

I saw Qingya put on a proud look like the second ancestor, and threw out a silver ticket and threw it to the little guy.

"Lead the way, Young Master Ben will win tonight."

There is no one in his eyes, so he is almost molesting a woman from a good family on the street. Hua Qing'er next to her took a step to the side very consciously, opened the folding fan to block her face, and made it clear to everyone that I and this fool are not all the way.

"Come on, you two, please come with me." The little guy glanced at the silver ticket he received, put it in his arms, and the smile on his face suddenly brightened several times.

"Young master, what do you want to play, is it dice pai gow, or solitaire guessing first?"

"Young Master Ben is going to walk around first, you can step back first."

Qingya looked at the sieve cup on the table in front of him and waved his hand to let the little guy retreat. But the corner of his eye was always on him, paying attention to the direction he was leaving.

"I went up to the second floor, and he didn't go back to the door to greet the guests, but what was he doing on the second floor in such a hurry?"

Hua Qing'er looked at the abnormality of the little girl and pulled the corner of Qingya's clothes.

"Let's find out here first, and then go upstairs to look for clues."

"You don't really want to gamble, you don't want to lose everything."

In Hua Qing'er's impression, Qingya is still a young boy who has not been deeply involved in the world, and he really can't associate it with gambling money.

But who knows what the fairy-like goddess on Shaking Light Peak has taught him in three years.

Shake the light peak.

"The eyes are not external objects, but the heart is the eye, so that they can be clear."

After lunch one day, Liu Bailu looked at Qingya, who was holding the bowl with both hands, and was teaching carefully.

"So in your bowl, there are seven grains of rice left."

While speaking, Liu Bailu snatched the bowl in Qingya's hand and counted the remaining rice grains in the bowl, no more, no less, exactly seven.

"Willing to gamble and lose, today you wash the dishes"

Liu Bailu stacked the two bowls in his hand together and put them in front of Qingya along with his chopsticks.

"Even if I don't admit defeat, I'll wash the dishes, but is there really a perspective spell in this world?"

Strong curiosity suppressed the idea of washing dishes, after all, this perspective method is too mysterious.

"Of course, the so-called cultivation is to deal with all things in the world. If it is light, it will fly flowers and pick leaves, and if it is heavy, it will move mountains and reclaim the sea, and lead the thunder to the sky, even if you eat and drink, it is also a kind of practice. ”

"With the heart as the eye, it is the divine sense. When your spirit comes into contact with nature, nature will also give you feedback so that you know how many grains of rice are left in the bowl. The stronger the consciousness, the greater and clearer the range you can perceive. What's more, sitting alone on the platform, thousands of miles away, are all under control. ”

"There is a cultivation of divine consciousness at the first level of the Heavenly Acting Decision, but the consumption of spiritual power by divine consciousness is too large, and those who are not in the divine movement period cannot use it, but I have my own way to open it."