On the eaves of the moon, there is no curfew in all cities in Yunzhou, in order to show prosperity and peace...

The powerful and rich are also singing and dancing, living in heaven and earth, where to care about the ruins of the outside world, Yunzhou people say that it never sleeps...

As for whether he sat in a well and watched the sky and then looked at him, he said, but these cities are indeed decorated with pavilions and lights, so that they can

To accept the fragrance and warmth of flowers that have nowhere to go...

Yangzhou thin horse, Yunzhou amorous...

Young gentlemen drink alcohol and compete to tie up high-rise buildings...

Even if you taste high, your head will swing from side to side like a rattle...

As for the old age, those who have more than enough heart and insufficient strength between the pillows will also put a pot of old tea, and sit all day, the so-called eye no

Seeing that I was not upset, I closed my eyes and breathed the smell of all kinds of women's rouge gouache that has been filled with this street since ancient times, comfortable as a fairy...

The so-called less does not go out of the cloud, and the old does not enter the cloud...

Why should a teenager travel far away, where is there a better woman than Yunzhou...

Why should the old man go into the clouds, what can he do when he sees such a good woman...

It is said that a few monks wandered in Jinyun City like wandering spirits, and their footsteps hesitated on the white jade board... Their gaze is full of variety

Out of place...

At this moment, there were more women than they had seen in more than ten years before...

Their destination is a water alley called Xiangyunfang, where there are endless wines and countless beauties...

A few people who have seen the majestic architecture of the mountain temple are still lost in front of Xiangyunfang, and his flower cluster is very different from the solemn majesty of the mountain temple.

His voice was very different from chanting and morning bells and dusk bells, as if the air was sticky with a beautiful smell, like a soft one

The soft hand pulls the men into the whirlpool of desire......

The men there are all silk and satin...

The women there were laughing and laughing...

They drink wine or rub oil, their greasy mouths, their fat hands, like uncleaned and shaved pigs' mouths and feet...

Such a disgusting fresh object, the smell of the old guy when he was roasted in a cage makes me remember it to this day...

Those girls are so forgetful of their love, and they don't refuse to come...

But it seems that the wine and the women are not the only purpose of their visit, because they are shouting a woman behind the curtain...

"The sound of the piano... Piano sound..."

The empty stage is full of expectations, and boxes of gold and silver surround the two young men in a snow and a purple shirt, letting the men of all colors around them

The woman went crazy and threw those yellow and white things on the stage, waving like dirt...

Occasionally, the two young men in a snow and a purple shirt only smiled slightly when they saw it, no

Ignoring it, there is quite a bit of royal bearing that does not accept the water, and the ring fat swallow in front of the boat is like a swimming fish...

"I'm going to prostitute a girl, get a few big scoops!"

The outspoken senior brother's voice was drowned out in the sea of people, so much so that he kept raising his volume and repeating the sentence...

Gradually, some people around him heard it, but they only replied to frowning and inexplicable eyes, glanced him up and down, and then scorned and dusted off

The shoulders we have squeezed on, turning back and paying no more attention...

The turtle man bent down and nodded, and was stunned when he heard the words, his eyes rolled a few times, but he also overtasted it, and shouted with a smile

Come to the bustard...

But at the same time as he turned around, a "snort...", but it was extremely harsh, and no one cared about the law enforcement monks, they knew about the market

The ways of the world...

The old bustard walked over with a small sandalwood fan, and saw a few of us from head to toe, from foot to head, and after two "tsk" sounds, but

I also took out a professional acquaintance...

But I was also thinking about it in my heart, and when I saw that a few of us didn't understand the routine, I mistakenly thought that I had suddenly made a small fortune and wanted to see the world

Buns, if you don't get dizzy and eat the leopard's guts, you won't dare to drill here.

The enthusiasm on the surface is still the same, but in the heart he also secretly made an idea to make a small black stroke. After all, this is definitely a one-shot deal, and there is nothing else

Woe comes...

The bustard sent a few of us around the stage and out the side door...

Sitting at the small stone table in the corner of the courtyard, it took a long time to serve a pot of turbid wine, a few small butterflies, and even a corner of the stone table was missing.

There is one less stone pier, and it looks like a thatched toilet next to it, and you have to dodge the drunks who staggered back and forth to release water and deduct their throats...

I had no choice but to pour wine while serving the dishes, and the senior brothers didn't care, just looked at the small wine glasses amazingly.

Only the Mobei swordsman hooked his hand to pick up the old bustard, and whispered a few words in her ear, which instantly made the old bustard tremble, like

Symbolically lifted the pink silk handkerchief and brushed his felt hat to flirt with him...

"Dead... So you know so well... If it's not as bad as you say, be careful that the old lady eats you..."

The old bustard smiled again and again, staring at the crotch of Mobei Swordsman's pants, his eyes were fluttering, and he was in the ascendant...

"A few officials are eating and drinking slowly, and the slave family will give you Miss Zhang Luo..."

"By the way, give this table four scoops... Four scoops..."

Although the old bustard said so, she had already secretly determined in her heart, wait for the girl? A priori this little old man's

Color, is it as he said, if it is, then it is really a treasure... If not, dare to deceive the old lady and chop it

The dog is...

Then the two of them disappeared into the dim light...

The rest of the law enforcement monks were in a trance, thinking that this Mobei swordsman had no food, no wine, no drink, and disappeared from the corner with the old bustard, Mo

Isn't it stupid?

It doesn't matter if one more person competes for food and drink, several people listen to the laughter in the house, and occasionally there are drunken and out-of-tune songs, look

With the enchanting silhouette under the powder curtain, it seems that the wine and food have become sweeter...

"Thanks to the love of all the big officials, the following is ugly by the Qinyin girl..."

The turtle man's voice was suddenly suppressed, and the atmosphere was just right...

Cheers began inside, and there was a long time for a stick of incense, and there was a lot of discussion, and it was extremely excited...

A string is opened, and everything is quiet...

The ancient voice reached the house...

Oak velvet penetrates into everyone's ears and gently wraps around everyone's heart... But the moment I was entangled in it, I realized that it was

Velvet, that's the steel wire, but it's too late, it's not too late...

I like to listen to the sound of loneliness, which is a sound without a trace of lead powder, so pure that you have to scheming yourself,

Let it be pure and dust-free.

Only in this way will the beauty of nature and sincerity be clear......

Only in this way will a heart of admiration not become extreme......

Perhaps, I heard the sound of silence in the world...

In fact, the most silent thing is not silent, but one or two occasional chirps that are unwilling to be lonely in the loneliness, whether it is a summer insect or a night qin, even if

It's the midnight dreams of the trivial rustling and nibbling, the evening breeze rubbing the leaves, at least, I stole the silence from the navy time

sound of people.

Jin Shengyu vibrates like a stream, gurgling between the turquoise stones, wandering thousands of pine waves, climbing Danshan alone, watching the wind and waves of the sky, and singing in the nine clouds,

After the sound of the great sage's last words, after shaking the Zen heart, only the solitary secluded remains...

The art of the piano is unparalleled...

Two young talents, one snow and one purple shirt, even called Jinse, emulating Boya and vassalizing elegance...

But even a layman hears that it is a mistake, a thousand miles away.

The right is a green leaf, after all, you can't just have red flowers...

Just when the world was almost left with the sound of the piano, one person applauded and laughed, deafening...

At the same time, a silver tin wine jug was thrown on the guqin of the young man in the snowshirt, and the strings were broken two or three...

All the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end...

At the same time, several of us were surprised, and at the same time, we shouted out a person's name in our hearts, the first ancient fire in the Martial Buddha Hall...

The moment they looked at each other, their expressions were extremely painful...

Why is he here? Several senior brothers in the Martial Buddha Hall are even more like pins and needles, and they don't dare to get up, for fear of this hope, and their assumptions have really come true...

Only I was curious to lie on the side door, poking my head out, this look, and eternal...

Who is someone else on the stage, it is the owner of the plum blood hairpin, she said that her name is Blood Guanyin...

Dressed in red like a signboard, he looked at Gu Huo with a warm expression, and the corners of his vermilion lips still hung with a smile but not a smile, as if he was disdainful, and like

Deprecating...

Could it be that her destruction of the Buddha has been revealed? This ancient fire is coming?

A purple and a snow-shirted young talent separated her left and right, like a hum and a second general, looking at the posture is to help Blood Guanyin come out...

"Red-haired ghost, you're so uneducated... Insects bite green bamboo, moles dot condensation..."

While the young man in the snowshirt scolded loudly, he also did not forget to chew the words in front of the beauties and show off...

The young man in the purple shirt glanced at the young man in the snowshirt, and seemed to be very dissatisfied, how can you be courteous to a beautiful woman?

"Come on, beat them away!"

He provoked a pair of sword eyebrows, and the way was more direct and rude...

With a wave of his hand, a few small guys who came up looked at it and were used to it, holding their chests and shoulders and carrying a short stick with eyebrows...

I saw Gu Huo's mouth, a few little guys in front of their eyes, Gu Huo slapped a few times, and a few little guys also flew out, and the air was flat

When they couldn't do what they wanted to, they tossed and went, the wine and meat knocked over a few tables, the spectators knocked down a few, and the pipa crashed a few handfuls...

Spit out a few posterior molars...

The crowd was also stunned, and some even touched the hand that rubbed the oil into the girl's breasts, and they were trembling with the half of the softness...

The snow-shirted youth and the purple-shirted youth both had matching swords attached to their waists, and as soon as they were nervous, the two of them subconsciously approached each other, resulting in two swords

The mutton fat jade ornaments on the hanging are entangled with each other, the tighter and tighter they are, and the jingle bell of the impact rings directly, like the sound of the splinters when the kiln is opened...

But neither of them had the courage to pull it out, for fear of being misunderstood by the ancient fire, they had the courage and spirit to dare to show their swords...

"Who are you?"

Because of his face, especially in public, the young man in the snowshirt asked with a trembling voice, and there was already a trace of crying...

"The one who sleeps with this beauty tonight..."

"You... It's filthy..."

"Don't you want to?"

"I..."

"It's only so old, it's not good to learn anything, it's not a hypocrite... It's really boring to live a lifetime of duplicity..."

Gu Huo's tone was intriguing, and his expression was quite playful that he would only reveal if he had insight into the world, and he had already recognized this Xue Yi

The origin of the two young men in the purple shirt...

And a few law enforcement monks didn't know when they touched my back, and they all probed my brain...

Gu Huo laughed, and he was so drunk that several of us were about to get drunk...

This... This is still the first ancient fire Zen master in the Martial Buddha Hall?

The turtle man smiled bitterly to persuade him, and was slapped by Gu Huo and flew in the corner, covering his face with both hands and looking at it through his fingers

Sex pretending to be dead...

Gu Huo strode towards Blood Guanyin, his smile getting deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to help all the men in this room realize what they had thought

A dream that can't be done...

"Haha, what a demon, I'll save you now..."

Gu Huo's big hand stretched out, but it was flashed by the light spirit of the Blood Guanyin...

"I haven't looked for you yet, but you've delivered it to the door... It seems that even if I don't have a red flower list, I have a reason to kill you..."

"Insulting me... Kill... ”

Blood Guanyin's smiling lips are still just a scabbard, and the moment it is opened, the lips are sharp and cold...

"Wait! you're..."

"It's late..."

Blood Guanyin's gaze was like looking at a dead person, she slowly pulled off a blood-colored plum hairpin on her head, and her hair poured down.

It's still like a waterfall...

A hairpin flew out, still flying out of the sky, and the trajectory was still weird and amazing...

Gu Huo subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, but it instantly passed through the palm of his hand, without the slightest blockage, a hole in the center of his eyebrows, a little scarlet...

Gu Huo's huge body fell suddenly, his expression froze the confusion just now, and blood splashed...

The beauty in red waded barefoot, looking down at the ancient fire, her eyes indifferent...

But the moment the ancient fire fell, he subconsciously shot a sleeve arrow into the roof...

Blood Guanyin frowned slightly, and smashed open the eaves with the arrow in his sleeve...

The moment he reached out to grab it, a brilliant firework bloomed in the night sky, drowning the moonlight and the blood Guanyin...