The beauty plays the pipa according to the railing, whose house is the dragon bed drunk?

On the bank of the Guzhou River at dusk, the singing is pleasant.

There is a special painting boat on the shore, which is a two-story unmoored boat, and it can be seen from the tourists who come and go on the river bank that it is a good time for leisure and entertainment.

However, there were no tourists walking into this boat, and although the girls standing on the shore were all very beautiful, no one dared to approach here.

No one dared to glance at the two old men standing outside the painting boat, their faces looked exactly the same, and their cold faces did not look like a big shopkeeper who opened a painting boat at all.

Of course, strange things start in the morning.

Just this morning, two identical old men came here and rented the boat, using gold that the shopkeepers' eyes turned red at the sight of it.

The little shopkeeper had never seen such a generous guest, and two days' rent was enough for him to earn for a year, and he thought that there must be something wrong with the two strange men.

In order to prove that there is nothing wrong with his head, the little shopkeeper of the painting boat specially asked the men of the water gang on the shore to try two strange old men.

The result was very simple, the majestic men did not even fight the girl standing on the shore, and they ran back with their trousers in their hands.

Tell the little shopkeeper of the painting boat that the girls here are thieves, and as long as the sword in their hand is unsheathed, the man's belt will become two sections, and they don't hurt anyone, but they like to use the sword to break the man's trouser belt.

Even the most shameless man comes here, and he can't carry his pants to compete with a woman.

So no one can go in and try the two strange old men who are standing, and the man thinks that as long as he walks in, it is definitely not his pants that he will bring back, but his own head.

Generous men are always very generous, their conditions are actually very simple, only those who they think are qualified to walk in can enter this painting boat.

The more bizarre the place, the more people like to talk about it, so people by the river are speculating.

"The person who lives in it is definitely a big shot. ”

"No, I saw a beautiful girl, who can rent such an expensive painting boat, she must be the eldest lady of the official family. ”

"Blind your dog's eyes, the girls standing outside are so powerful, the one who lives inside must be a martial arts master, the higher the martial arts, the more mysterious they become. ”

When a man likes to guess, the level of nonsense can be described as first-class in the world, as if the owner who lives in the painting boat is his friend.

It's a pity that no one has seen the owner of the rented painting boat, but they only know that a beautiful big girl has come here today.

Large lanterns have been hung on the boat at dusk.

Next to the window on the second floor, there is a chess table, and among the people playing chess is an old man, and the old man's right arm is empty, and he can't see what is hidden in his sleeve.

However, the chess pieces in his left hand, every time they fall, they are very careful, as if the chess case in front of him is a piece of paper, and as long as his hand is forced, this paper will be pierced.

Sitting across from him was a girl in a purple dress, her little hands constantly flipping white chess pieces, and from time to time she looked at the outside of the painting boat.

The constant noise on the surface of the river, the girl's delicate eyebrows froze together, and she seemed a little impatient.

The old man was holding a black chess piece, and it had been a long time since it fell, but the chess piece in the girl's hand was still in her hand.

"Fairy, your mind seems to be very heavy. The old man said softly.

"Uncle, is this move I made a risky move?" the girl smiled lightly.

"Those who should come will come sooner or later, and those who shouldn't come, he won't come if you wait for a lifetime. The old man said.

The girl's face suddenly turned slightly red, and she said shyly: "Uncle also likes to joke about purple butterflies?"

The old man looked at Purple Butterfly and said, "The fairy thinks he will definitely come here?"

"The news must not be wrong, Xiao Yulou took away his person, he is a man with affection and righteousness, and he will definitely come here to find it. Purple Butterfly looked outside again, but still didn't see the person she was looking for.

"Little princess this morning... The old man brought up a topic.

"If there are Shangguan brothers in the world who dare not do things, I think it is curiosity. Purple Butterfly withdrew her gaze.

"But I really can't twist her, and the little princess's temper fairy knows it. The old man said again.

"If the people in the rivers and lakes knew that she was the apprentice of Uncle 'Living Dead', I don't think anyone would dare to make any jokes with her. Purple Butterfly smiled.

"I've been in the valley for so long that someone has forgotten me. The living dead stood up, came to the large table of the Eight Immortals in the room, and raised his right arm, which seemed empty.

A strange clip came out of his sleeve and came to the small porcelain plate on the table, and with a light clip, he took one out of a bunch of crystal-colored grapes and slowly put it in his mouth.

The strange clamp retracted freely, and the agile technique could be seen, and the bunches of grapes on the plate did not move, and Purple Butterfly's eyes widened.

"But somebody knows me? "The living dead chewed grapes in their mouths with a serious expression.

"What kind of person?" Purple Butterfly asked.

"A blind man. "The living dead are humane.

"A blind man can see people?" Uncle was joking. Purple Butterfly didn't believe it.

"He wasn't born blind, he was a strange man, and he lived with a carpenter. The living dead sighed, and his heart seemed to be filled with pain in his memory.

"Do you like to sleep in the coffin?" Zidie seemed to know this person.

"They were all in the Land Temple last night, and I killed the Tian Gang Master. "Naturally, the person who speaks is the living dead, and the tone of speech is so relaxed that killing a person is like stepping on an ant.

"Uncle definitely doesn't like this guy. Purple Butterfly didn't complain.

"A man who even hooks up with his own daughter-in-law is not a good thing. "The words of the living dead are cold.

"Uncle hasn't been out of the valley for a long time, and he knows a lot of things. Purple Butterfly couldn't help but sigh, such a man is indeed disgusting.

"A woman is not a good thing either, her reputation is not good in the first place. The words of the living dead were a little unpleasant, and he seemed to have forgotten that the purple butterfly in front of him was also a woman.

Purple Butterfly coughed lightly, this sentence is not easy for any woman to answer.

"There must be another guest in the Western Regions, otherwise these masters who have lived in seclusion for a long time will not choose to come out. So Purple Butterfly changed the subject of her speech.

"If Brother Shangguan is as smart as a fairy, I can also save a lot of heart. "The living dead are humane.

"Who are the guests of the Western Regions?" Purple Butterfly asked again.

The living dead turned his body and was silent for a long time, saying, "It's also a girl, and she is holding a frog sword in her hand. ”

"This sword is special?" Purple Butterfly didn't ask who the girl who came?

"Her master has a relationship with Qinglian Villa and is the palace master of the Hundred Flowers Palace in the Western Regions. The eyes of the living dead looked out of the window of the painting boat into the distance.

The red lanterns at dusk have been lit, and of course there are more than one painting boat on the shore, and the rapping of the pipa is constantly heard from the painting boat not far away.

As long as there is a river, there must be a wind at dusk, and tonight the wind is not strong, and the water waves reflect the big red lanterns on the boat, and the colorful reflections on the river surface flash.

At this time, a small boat sailed into the river.

The man standing at the bow of the boat was full of energy, carefully looking at each painting boat with a sharp eye.

There was only one man who could stand motionless in the bow of the river at dusk, and he had no sword in his hand, and he never needed it.

Because he is Xiao Tears and Blood.

The tears had dried in his heart.

The cold face does not mean that his world is full of loneliness, there is only strength and patience in his world, and he will never rely on others.

Xiao Tear understands that only a strong heart can allow him to survive in this cold world.

Although the world is cold, his friends are not cold, as long as he thinks of his friend, Xiao Tears will immediately feel the heat in his heart.

As long as this friend of his needs him, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of him, he will not look back, because he is the ghost king Xiao Tears and Blood.

The boat was moving very fast, and soon it came to a short distance from the boat, but the boatman stopped the boat.

There was also a swordsman standing in the cabin, the sword in his hand was slender, his sallow face sank, and he said sharply: "Why did you stop the ship?"

It was an old man who rocked the boat, and said in a trembling voice: "The painting boat in front must never be gone." ”

"Isn't it a human being?" the man was lonely, and there was no smile on his lonely face, and he never liked to laugh.

"I heard that it was a master in the martial arts, and many people went, and they were... The old man hesitated.

"All dead inside? There must be a lot of dead people in the boat now. "Lonely words are always cold, like his withdrawn character.

"The guest master is laughing, there are no dead people in it, but what happened today is very strange, and those who want to go in are even more ashamed than dead. The old man looked a little verbose.

"People who want to go in are not even afraid of death, are they afraid of being embarrassed?" Xiao Tear said in a calm tone.

"Master Ke, people don't know anything when they die, of course they are not afraid of anything, but the people who walk in are all running out with their pants, of course this is very embarrassing. "The old man was talking a lot, and he was looking for excuses for himself.

Xiao Tear just said 'um' and didn't ask again.

The old man paused and said in a low voice: "If the guest master wants to listen to a small song, or go to play a bet, the old man dares to say that I am familiar with the good places here, but the old man here really dare not go." ”

"The people who live in it are terrible?" said Lonely with a very indifferent expression, his gaze looking at the painting boat not far away.

"I only know that others are afraid of me, but I have never been afraid of others. Xiao Blood, who was standing at the bow of the boat, said in tears.

"The people inside are more terrible than ghosts. The old man was still reluctant to go.

"If you knew who I am, you wouldn't be afraid of the people who live in the boat. Xiao smiled with tears in his eyes.

The old man hesitated for a long time and said, "Who is the hero?"

"You're not afraid of the ghost king standing in front of you, are you still afraid of the little ghost in the painting boat?" When the old man heard the words of loneliness, he was stunned, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands.

But when the old man opened his eyes again, he was the only one left in the boat, and he saw nothing but the sound of the river.

It was a terrible night.