Yun Chu country in the past few decades the world is peaceful, the life is more and more stable, gradually the martial arts are not prosperous, the world is very fond of chanting poems to listen to the music and singing, so under the wind of the world, Qingzhou city has built dozens of large and small theater buildings, all kinds of famous and beautiful and beautiful style, just like all kinds of flowers from spring to summer from autumn to winter, the purple and red flow of the four seasons, dazzling.

Standing at the gate of the city and looking at it from afar, the roof of the hill and the corner of the eaves of the Tingxuan Tower appear magnificent, enter the building, enter the eyes are all carved low windows, arrange the beautiful and elegant step by step.

This is a prestigious theater building in Qingzhou City, all of them are famous actors, and there is an endless stream of people who come here every day to watch the play, listen to the music and listen to the book, and come and go bustlingly. Sometimes when the room is full, Xiao Er will put up a case in front of the building, release some number plates, and call the number to enter.

On the easternmost side of the second floor, there is an excellent seat, from which you can just see the panoramic view of the stage, and this seat is always full of people one day in ten days, sitting, standing, and looking forward to it, all to look at the beauty hidden behind the curtain.

After babbling and playing the board, a pair of beautiful eyes poked out behind the curtain, looking forward to the soul-stirring between the bright lights, and the corners of the skirt were as strong as a weak willow supporting the wind. It's a pity that only a corner of this beautiful scenery is revealed, like a pipa in the arms, half-covered and half-hidden, and only the tactful singing like the sound of heaven lingers. However, there are no absolutes, if the audience is willing to spend a lot of money, they will also have the opportunity to see the beautiful woman.

Today is not the day when the half-concealed beauty takes the stage, so there are only two girls sitting there at this moment, seventeen or eighteen years old, one with a loose oblique falling horse bun, and the red gold and red treasure on the bun are full of luxury, folding out a gorgeous light. They listened to books for a long time, tasted songs for a long time, and ate melon seeds for a long time, their mouths were dry and almost angry, and they looked at the melon seed shells on half of the table, and they were bored and yawned.

The weather in July was so hot that a fire could be lit out of thin air, the plain dough fan in Luo Kui's hand shook lightly, there was a hidden fragrance swaying, a wrong eye, and there seemed to be water waves on the slightly yellowed fan: "The biggest benefit of the southern war mentioned in this fold is not to calm the disasters in the world, but to feed the countless storytellers in later generations." I've listened to this fold here 80 times, if not 100 times. ”

Qu Lianxiu raised her eyebrows slightly, she was from an extraordinary background, and she was a famous beauty in Qingzhou, so she naturally had a little arrogance in her eyes, and only glanced at the storyteller obliquely, and then said contempt: "This is the accumulation of virtue by the ancestors of the people, and a good skill for future generations to eat." ”

The hand is still on the eyes, covering the cold light in the eyes that cannot be forced to look at for a moment, there are too many high-ranking families in Qingzhou City, and there are too many ordinary people, there is a bottomless ravine between the powerful and the commoners, and the bloody eternal remains unchanged, in their eyes, ordinary people are just as cheap as ants, no matter what they do, they are cheap. Luo Kui turned her head and lay on the table unconsciously, only feeling that the good time was spent listening to books, not sleeping, it was really too violent: "It's a hot day, it's too sleepy, you should take a nap at this hour." She yawned lazily, as if she was very sleepy, but her eyes were not tired, like the cold stars in the dark night.

The sultry summer breeze came to his face, swept the tips of his low-hanging hair, and blew the bangs covering his forehead a little messy, and Luo Kui hurriedly stretched out his hand to straighten it.

Qu Lian raised her eyes and looked at the petals of the emerald honey-colored silk flowers on her bun swaying, the silk flowers were ordinary, but the emerald color was extremely positive, not like ordinary things. She stretched out her hand and brushed it lightly, touching it smooth and warm, and said with a smile: "This sideburns are chic, but why do you always comb your hair and look like a child." ”

Luo Kui pinched her glamorous cheeks, and said enviously: "Your beauty is good, even if you have loose hair, I have a lot of flesh on my face, and only this bun can cover up the ugliness." ”

"Net nonsense, you're also beautiful, but you don't like to dress up. Qu Lian pinched the handkerchief to cover her mouth and chuckled, raised her hand and stroked the swaying golden hairpin, the apricot yellow was full of branches and branches Baohua magnolia thin silk summer dress was very delicate, lining her skin white than snow, beautiful and incomprehensible, raising her hands and feet was the charm of everyone's ladies, her smile was gentle and soft, and she spoke softly: "Luo Kui, have you read the book of Miracle Records." ”

Luo Kui lowered his eyebrows and was silent, when he was young, his father had invited a famous teacher to teach knowledge, and he had never been allowed to read idle books such as Miracle Records, but she had always been greedy for fun, and she forgot the knowledge taught by famous teachers, but it was stolen and stolen to know the idle book. She lay on the edge of the railing, squinted drowsily, raised her hand to cover her eyes, covered the white and dazzling sunlight, and looked at Qu Lian's soft smile from between her fingers: "Naturally, I have seen it, but I don't read much, I know less words, and I don't know much about reading." ”

As soon as Qu Lian heard this, she came to her senses, and her beautiful eyes flashed with sparkling light: "Come, listen to me tell you in detail, the first battle in the south 10,000 years ago was recorded in the Miracle Record, and the description was extremely tragic, and the karmic fire that sealed the ghost emperor alone burned for three days and three nights." Although 10,000 years have passed since this war, and the present world is stable, if there is another disaster like 10,000 years ago, how can we mortals in the flesh avoid it. ”

Luo Kui raised her hand, patted her cheek gently, and smiled: "You, don't worry about the sky, since this book is called a miracle record, it is most likely a story made up by later generations, you just have fun watching it, it shouldn't be true." ”

"yes, it's just a story, it can't be true. Qu Lian's eyes flashed, revealing a hint of fascination: "It doesn't matter what the ghost emperor is written in the book, the chivalrous man who sealed the ghost emperor is really unparalleled and fascinating." ”

Luo Kui pursed her lips and smiled: "The chivalrous men in the excerpts are all like him, what is rare." ”

Her face was slightly hot, faintly revealing the delicate color of Hibiscus, Qu Lian raised her hand and brushed her slightly loose bun, and said shyly: "Although they are all the same, he is still different after all." As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, unfolded it and put it on the table, stroked the pattern on it with her fingertips, and sighed in distraction: "This is what I drew according to the picture in the book, see if it is different." ”

Although it is only a side face, he is indeed a clear man, with long black hair dragging to the ground, and he doesn't know if the falling scalp hurts, Luo Kui said and laughed: "It's different, isn't it the hair used by knights to fight, it's so big, it's troublesome enough to wash." ”

Qu Lian pursed her lips and said, "You, you really have a pair of good-looking eyes, and no one can see a good look." ”

Luo Kui took a sip of tea, this tea is Pu'er, the more mellow and fragrant it is over the years, just like a person, whether the skin is good-looking or not is just an autumn of grass and trees, there is always a day when it is yellowed and withered, only after the years of people's hearts are as important as ever, her eyes are as cold as ice and snow, but her smile is like the clear spring water after the snow: "What is beautiful and ugly, it is goosebumps and crane hair when you are old, and it is not good-looking." ”

"Not really. Qu Lian's eyes flashed, she raised her hand to support her chin and smiled: "Come, I'll tell you a famous boy to refresh yourself." ”

Luo Kui was stunned for a moment, looking at Qu Lian blankly.

Qu Lian smiled trickily: "Have you heard of the name of the unequaled son?" ”

Wushuang Gongzi, naturally I have heard of it, Luo Kui came back to his senses, his eyes shrank slightly, Qingzhou City is really not big, the world is complicated, and she has come back here, but she has not only heard of such a simple, her smile is thin, as if she is hiding something important, and refuses to reveal half a point: "He is famous in Kyushu, my ears are about to hear the cocoon coming, I heard that with his good skin, it is possible to eat without giving silver." Luo Kui leaned over mysteriously: "Qu Lian, could it be that you have eaten the overlord meal with him." ”

Qu Lian gestured and slapped her face: "What nonsense, I haven't even seen it." It's just that I heard that the surname of the unequaled prince is Su, from Liangyitang, and can be called Wushuang, naturally he has his superiority, I heard that he is a peerless cultivator, and his scheming is also unparalleled, so he is called a peerless son, and the dignitaries and dignitaries in Qingzhou City are vying to recruit him as a staff member, so I have always been very strange, he is so famous and talented, how can Liangyitang still be down. ”

Luo Kui lowered his eyebrows and smiled, unparalleled, but the most unparalleled in two things, one is to eat, the other is to say, eat can eat rare things in the world, I can't keep my mouth hungry one day, and I don't know if I eat a bite of human flesh, but it is naturally sharp and sharp, and the lips are ground to only a thin skin, which really damages the beauty of the unequaled son. Thinking of this, she wanted to laugh even more, and endured it hard: "Who knows, Xu is a peerless son who holds a grudge, and Liangyitang happens to offend him." ”

Qu Lian's cheeks were slightly red, like roses under the shadow of the moon, blurry, and she smiled with infinite fascination: "Two years ago, I sent my father out of the city, and I had the opportunity to see his true face, but unfortunately I went a little late, and I only saw a back, but this back alone is enough to be outstanding and unforgettable." ”

Two years ago, yes, Wushuang Gongzi did leave Qingzhou City two years ago, and when he left, the spring was like a promise, but it couldn't shine on his desolate heart. Luo Kui has a shadow in his mind that is lonely, prefers all kinds of cyan clothes, and prefers beauties, and the word "matchless" is really incompatible, and the corner of his eyes glanced at Qu Lian's smile, and suddenly remembered that he listened to a play the day before yesterday, singing about Liniang's garden, Simu Langjun, and now Qu Lian's appearance is the same as the play, and her lips pulled out a thick smile, like flowers in spring, blooming strongly: "Qu Lian, don't you read too much in the book, Si Chun." ”

"Net nonsense. Qu Lian's pretty face turned red, and she raised her hand to pinch her white face and said, "You are also a lady, why are you such a bastard when you say it." ”

"You're a serious lady, I'm not. Luo Kui dodged her hand, tilted her head and smiled, but there was a narrow light in her eyes: "Besides, the saint is a man of food and sex, isn't the saint also a bastard." ”

As soon as she heard this, Qu Lian's pretty face became more and more red, she covered her face and lay on the table, her laughter trembled, and her voice barely spit out a complete sentence: "I haven't heard what the sage said, I only heard what you said bastard." ”