"I'll come, I still have to be an old guy like me when it comes to storytelling," Master Yan was amused, rolled up his sleeves, and bowed his hands like a storyteller in Dawan City.

"The hero walks in all directions, relying on horses, the girl walks in all directions, relying on a small waist, and we tell stories in all directions, relying on the mouth. This master, how do you go to handstand!"

"I'll come, I still have to be an old guy like me when it comes to storytelling," Master Yan was amused, rolled up his sleeves, and bowed his hands like a storyteller in Dawan City.

"The hero walks in all directions, relying on horses, the girl walks in all directions, relying on a small waist, and we tell stories in all directions, relying on the mouth. "No one expected that Master Yan, who is famous in the business road, would also have this hand, and even Xiao Shi was happy, his eyes were shining, full of anticipation.

Master Yan also smiled,

"I'm still authentic in these two opening sentences, but the story is not so funny, it's all true things on the Gobi Desert. He paused,

"Brother Xiao is a horse thief, and the most feared thing for people who come and go is horse thieves, but the older generation says that there are more terrible than horse thieves, and we call them 'owl heads'. ”

"It's about 'the head of the owl'. Master Yan nodded.

"Yes, no one knows who this 'owl head' is, and they don't even know where the name came from, everyone just passed it on like this. The head of the owl became famous because of the murder, and there have been no less than several thousand people killed by the head of the owl on the Gobi Desert, and in the past thirty or fifty years, there has been news of the head killing people every few years. What I saw with my own eyes was twenty-four years ago, when a caravan of Feng Xuecheng, the big boss of Bluestone City, died near here, and when I found them, it was about three days later, and the blood stained the sand a foot thick below red, from people to horses, there was not a single living thing left, and dozens of carts full of goods were not touched. That tragic situation, I think it was hell now. Boss Feng hung himself on a poplar tree, he was hanged alive, and he buckled the skull of an owl on his face....... "Sure enough, it's Zhuyu Spring, it's really a rare scenic spot in the Gobi, walking into this small oasis by Zhuyu Spring, there are about hundreds of tall poplars, in addition, they are all shrubs, and the purple-red branches even have thin flowers the size of broad beans, and the bushes are patches of spring water, and there is a sound of water in all directions, which makes Li Changwen mistakenly think that he has returned to his home in Wanzhou and listens to the rain outside."

He rolled up his trouser leg and stepped into a spring, and the water was actually warm, and the legendary Jewel Spring turned out to be a hot spring.

Li Changwen cocked his head happily, and immediately began to untie his belt, he had been walking in this Gobi Desert for half a month, and he had not taken a serious bath.

At this time, he heard a person singing and chanting: "The cold rain is all over the place, the spring grass in the city is deep, the hometown is returned in ten years, the crows are noisy in the old door, the old zither is dusty, who collects the soul of the old man at night?

"Platinum's voice, empty like a ghost. Li Changwen's heart seemed to burst into a little joyful light, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he went ashore cautiously, and followed the sound with his probe in his brain. Finally, through a grove of low mangrove trees, he saw a pool

"Sky blue freeze

The bubbling hot springs continued to pour up from below, and countless bubbles cracked, spraying beads like jade. In the center of the hot spring, there was a white robe floating, and on the conglomerate next to it was the black dress that Li Changwen never forgot, like smoke.

"Is it a beauty bathing?" Li Changwen almost sprayed a nosebleed on the mangrove tree, God took care of him like this, and he didn't know when he accumulated virtue and did good deeds.

He looked around sneakily, and his heart went up and down, knowing that this was a thief, but the white gold of the long skirt was faded......... If you don't look at it at this time, you will probably never see it again in this life.

He didn't see the white gold, only saw a horizontal scroll hanging by the hot spring, and the young man standing behind the scroll showed half of his body, a frost-white robe flying in the night breeze, a white jade flawless, always faintly smiling face.

Yang Bai. Hot spring waters

There was a "bang" that shattered, and Platinum stood up in a soaked white coat, like a fish leaping into a wave.

The water reached her chest, and her long, lacquered hair spread out, half-covering her face. She stood silently facing Yang Bai, her eyes closed, and droplets of water drooped from her slender eyelashes.

"Hey...... What kind of expression is this? That pervert is spying on you taking a bath! What are you in a daze?" Li Changwen couldn't wait to remind her that it was best for her to grab a stone from the bottom of the water and throw it on Yang Bai's calm handsome face.

Filled with righteous indignation, he almost forgot what he was doing lying there probing his brain. Platinum opened his eyes.

Li Changwen's breathing was interrupted, and all his thoughts were also broken, as if he was cut off by a very fast knife!

My mind went blank. Her beauty is like coming from the pen of a famous teacher, and she can throw away the abusive words that praise women like cream, eyebrows like distant mountains, nose like hanging gall, and hair covered with cicada wings, and she can take every one.

But that was only before she opened her eyes. She opened her eyes, and the famous painter finally clicked on them after many years of contemplation over the exhausted statuette.

The viewer no longer notices her skin, eyebrows, nose, and hair, and everything else in the painting fades to the eyes.

Starry eyes like water. Li Changwen felt that he couldn't look at it anymore, and if he continued to look at it, he would be suffocated to death by the beauty of those eyes.

The beauty of platinum seems to be independent, but it is fierce.

"What are you drawing?" said Platinum. The moment the silence was broken, the breath that was held in his chest was also released, and Li Changwen took a few breaths, like a person who woke up from a nightmare.

"Linbo takes pictures and paints beauties. Yang Bai walked like a fly on the scroll, occasionally stopping his pen to dip in the ink cartridge, and seriously looked at the woman in a pool of clear waves, as if admiring a jade carving, not polite at all.

"I see that the scholar is dressed in plain clothes and looks like the moon in all directions, and he is from the family of the prince and the princess, right? Bai Jin was not shy, and sprinkled water on his jade-like arm with his hand, and the silver arm was bright and dazzling.

"The only code to be correct is 'Linbo Shadow Painting Beauty' and 'I see that the scholar is dressed in plain clothes and looks like the moon in all directions, and he was born in the family of the prince and the princess'. Yang Bai scratched his head,

"Why do you have all those weird words?"

"I look at your conceited appearance, and I tease you twice. Platinum said lazily, swimming towards the distant spring.

"What a difficult woman. Yang Bai sighed.

"Beautiful women are hard. ”

"No wonder the proprietor's letter said that if the lord of Xingjun sees you inviting you to be a guest of the curtain overnight, it is better to refuse. Yang Bai said,

"If I get into your curtain, I won't haunt you to death?"

"A person like Shizi dares to explore this Gobi?" Bai Jin looked up at the night sky.