Chapter 311: Wake up
Xiao Banxian was originally embarrassed, but now dressed like this, Xingyu and the ink painting were suddenly stunned, not only the ink painting, but even Xingyu also blushed, turned his gaze to the side, and didn't dare to look at it again.
This man is wearing a moire and wiping his forehead, and his complexion is fair, like a grinding, and he is extremely handsome. The color of his eyes was very light, like glass, which made his gaze look too cold. The expression is still solemn. It was almost stereotypical, even if he saw Wei Wuxian's ridiculous face with heavy makeup, it was uneventful. From head to toe, spotlessly clean and meticulous, there is no trace of inappropriate misconduct.
Luo Kedi sent Qi Tai and the three of them away, and returned to the bedroom, Liu Yujue, who was dressed in a moon-white coat, was cleaning up the cups and saucers on the table for him, Liu Yujue bent over, looking like He Lang, with the same waist as Shen Yue, and his hair was simply tied in a bun, coiled on his head, revealing a piece of pink neck, which looked like ivory polishing under the lamp.
Minglan couldn't help but glance at the two women again, only to see that they lowered their heads, their faces were red, coquettish and shy, and they were even more colorful, Minglan looked a little stupid.
Li Jiao wandered out of the world, not knowing what she was thinking, Helian Ping's eyes became softer and softer when he looked at her. The girl's face reflected the light outside the window, a faint layer of snow, and her eyebrows drooped lightly, thick black like an ink painting. She is elegant and graceful, her hand knocks on the desk, and the slight movement of frowning during reverie is also very pleasing to the eye.
Bai Yunling saw that she was dressed like this again, her heart was slight, and she was about to say something, but she saw that her neck was white and slender, under the black and green silk, her eyes were shining, she didn't know what she had written, she smiled slightly, she was full of energy, and she was amazed by everything, and she actually lost her mind.
Cheng An was attracted by Xiaomei's words, raised his eyes and looked over, on the stairs outside the window, there was a well-proportioned man who was walking up the stairs, his simple white shirt lined his temperament more and more clear and outstanding, beautiful as a crown of jade, his steps were steady, his expression was indifferent, as if he had walked out of a light ink painting, and he came from the front, as if he had seen the scene for the first time
A red tide flew on Fumiko's face. When Jinzi mentioned the pocket watch just now, her eyes were slightly red with sadness, and now her face was flushed with shame, like a red flower that suddenly bloomed.
Just then, Ruth walked out. Ruth, dressed in a black floor-mopping gown, stood in front of Jack with a long black ribbon. She is beautiful and moving, with a fragrance wafting from her body, her brown cheeks shining, and two dimples supporting the smile in the corners of her eyes, revealing a seductive charm. Jack's hand holding the charcoal stopped in mid-air, he was stunned by Ruth's beauty again, and an urge welled up in his heart......
The bride was wearing red silk jackets and a plum red jacket, sitting at her head, holding the coffee table with one hand, and bowing her head shyly. Although I was sitting, I could already see that Na's waist was very slim and cute. Although he was wearing the most vulgar red color, he still couldn't hide his clean demeanor. Seeing Luo Jiu come in, he glanced at him secretly, his face was crimson, and he lowered his head and bowed slightly, as if he was letting him sit.
Two pretty maids in light pink shirts greeted them, their eyes lit up. The warbler bowed down tactfully, and dragged him into the inner room. The beauty in the room is still lazily combing her hair in front of the mirror. Smelling that there was someone behind him, he didn't look back, he picked up his black hair, inserted a white hosta obliquely, his plain clothes were light, his black hair was like ink, and he was slender and pitiful with a pink neck.
The woman was dressed in a goose-yellow gauze dress, walked down the corridor to the door with a smile, and looked at Li Shubai with a smile. In the bamboo shadows of the court, her dress is lightly swayed, like a blooming daylily, bright and moving.
A young man in a suit, wearing tortoiseshell-rimmed large-framed glasses, he saw Xiao Lian's bright dress, with a red bow and silk braids, and short blue hair, just a very fashionable girl, who had already seen it from afar. When he walked closer, he was on the side of the cloister, walking next to the short railing, letting Xiao Pian walk in the middle, his nose kept moving forward, his eyes did not dare to squint, he just smelled the fragrance of clothes.
She calmly explained something to the man opposite, inadvertently still revealing a unique shyness, her big and beautiful eyes would be round and open because she was seriously looking at the words pointed out by the other party, and she would freeze softly at a certain point, and she would habitually tilt her head slightly when thinking, cute like a kitten. When she looked up and smiled, her eyes were full of water, pure but extremely charming.
Aunt Lin knelt down very interestingly, and a beautiful maid in red clothes next to her was helping, and the old lady glanced at the beautiful maid a few times, only to see her apricot eyes and peach cheeks, her eyebrows were affectionate, but her waist was a little thick, and she couldn't help but sneer in her heart;
Mrs. Zhu dusted off the ashes and stood up, patted her shoulder with a smile, and made a gesture. Then the girl turned and looked at me carefully, and her cheeks were crimson as if two pomegranate petals had suddenly flown to her cheeks. She gently tugged at the furry blue apron embroidered with flowers at the four corners, lifted the bucket with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and ran away with a silent smile.
Xingyu said: "The two of you, please come with the slave maid." After saying that, he turned around with the ink painting and led the way.
Lanxi Town is a thousand-year-old town, the local government is well protected, has not been overdeveloped, you can see a group of antique everywhere, the people in the town live near the river, most of them are high and low wooden houses, in front of the house and behind the house, green trees are shaded, and the river is long.
Halfway up the largest mountain to the north, a golden roof stands majestically, and intermittent gray stone walls emerge from the green trees.
Crossing the bamboo bridge, the scenery in front of you suddenly changes, the mountain ups and downs are not obvious, and there are many large and small courtyards and wooden buildings, wooden buildings. The eaves are flying, and there are many Rui beasts and lotus flowers carved in delicate places. There are many people coming and going in this mountain. Most of them wore the costumes of miscellaneous disciples. Most of the flowers and trees here have a faint aura, and a huge tree has a faint red flame, and the fruit is crystal clear.
The lights on both sides are bright, in front of it is a white wall built on the water, about two meters high, covered with black tiles, the wall head is built into undulating waves, the red lacquer door of the moon hole in the middle is hidden, there is the sound of the piano and the music faintly come, the black plaque on the door is written on the two gilded characters of "pear garden".
This time, I went not to the building with the plaque that said Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, but a wooden building on the east side, which was brightly lit.
The wooden building is called Bangqiu Pavilion, and the two women still sent the little half-immortal and Mo Liunian to the door, and when the two walked into the wooden building, they saw Wuzhi sitting alone in the outer hall.
The little half-immortal and Mo Liunian were both surprised, and the little half-immortal ran to Wuji: "You...... How are you?"
Wuji's face was pale, but when he saw that a smile suddenly appeared in their eyes, he said, "It was a fairy girl who woke me up, but this poison has not yet been solved." ”
Needless to say, I also know who the fairy girl is, saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Jiang Shuying walked out of the inner room with a white-clothed beauty, which should be the Lingyun mentioned by Jiang Shuying earlier.
Fu Lingyun can also be regarded as a great beauty, but standing next to Jiang Shuying is obviously not enough, one is a beauty in the mortal world, and the other is a fairy in the sky.
Jiang Shuying said to Xiao Banxian: "Wake him up because if you want to detoxify, you must rely on his own concentration, and the process of detoxification will be very painful, and even if we wait for a little bit, we can't do anything, so we have to explain to the three of you in advance." ”
The little half-immortal said: "The poison of the Heart-Destroying Flower is so difficult to solve?"
Fu Lingyun took over and said: "The poison of the Heart-Destroying Flower is not terrible, but the incomprehensible is the Hopeless Grass. ”
Fu Lingyun continued: "Even we only have four hopeless grasses, and I don't know where they got such an evil thing. ”
The church as a whole has a modest appearance, and when you enter the church, you will find that it is a typical house with a Tibetan courtyard, which has just been renovated, with carved beams and painted columns, and bright colors, but in comparison, the Catholic Church looks a little dilapidated.
The carriage bumped all the way to the outside of the city, and the roadside became sparsely populated and the scenery was beautiful for a long time. The sunset in the evening reflects the eaves and ink tiles, which are more and more carved and embroidered, and the literature is brilliant.
The temple gate faces the wide Baiyang Lake. The front half of the temple is on flat ground, and the second half is along the mountain, and passers-by only see its yellow wall towering to the sky, stretching endlessly, and do not know its big geometry. When I entered the temple gate, I immediately felt short, and I had to move my legs hard even when I crossed a threshold. No one can walk through its halls and corridors, and countless its Buddha statues and stone steps. I once peeked through the window into one of its kitchens, and its pot was as big as a round pool. The old man said that when it was prosperous, there were thousands of monks in this temple, and when they saw this pot, it was generally credible.
The mansion of the prince of Yangzhou is magnificent and majestic, covering an area of 20 hectares, and is firmly entrenched in the east of the ancient city. Through the four-zhang high wall, looking from afar, you can vaguely see a corner of the green feather flying pavilion, jagged and scattered, like stacked mountains.
The ancient courtyard and the vigorous wood show the age of this ancient house. After passing through the hall, there is a large patio paved with blue bricks, with a hall in front and side rooms on both sides.
Finally, I stopped in front of a very ordinary house, and when I looked at it from the outside, I could vaguely see the lush flowers and trees inside. From the outside, the walls of the courtyard are mossy and old, and they don't look like they have been built recently.
Standing on the top of the hill with a bird's-eye view of the West Village, you can see the entire village. The fields are like small green and brown patches all over the mountain village, and houses are scattered everywhere. There is a place in the middle, there seem to be many houses, and there is a large dam, which Village Chief Zhao said is where the brigade headquarters is located.
The lotus lantern followed him through the green bamboo forest, and a large wooden oak house with black tiles and red pillars was in front of him. The house was built in an atmospheric manner, with far-reaching eaves and rough woods, which were not constructed in this way by the dwellings along the road.
There is a small wooden house at the entrance of my house. The wooden house may have been an illegal building, due to disrepair, the whole wooden house is tilted to the south into an angle, and the wooden house is between the two buildings, and the wooden house is dilapidated and old, as if it will fall into pieces of wood at any time.
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