Wulu Hun put one arm on the door, and closed it forward, with a little luck of a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, mixed with the ease of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and slowly relieved the sulking breath in his chest. Steady his mind, he was a little excited, shook his eyebrows and sneered: "Killing Rong Huan's son is just a disaster for the Song Lou family;

This word fell, Wulu Hun first held his fist with a single palm, and then secretly touched a few cigarette needles in his hand, swallowed a thick saliva, and snorted in his nose, "Outsiders all think that before the age of twenty-four, the old lord of Juyan, Gu Yunwu, drove a crane to the west; ”

"However, I am afraid that over the years, Juyan's current lord has been restless on this dragon couch, and he has been tossing and turning day and night—he knows in his heart that the father of the wise first emperor who is the title of Tianxian is in the late mourning, and he is in turmoil; ”

Wulu paused slightly, as if he was consciously funny, his cheeks were bulging, his eyes were closed, his head was crooked to the door, and he smiled and continued: "Who can be expected, our old lord who swallowed the disaster and swallowed the disaster, knocked out the teeth and ate the blood, can hide from the eyes of the people, congratulate himself after coming to the group, hang down the clothes and resist the eight wildernesses, hide the overflow, shed his shell, and hide in this fairyland to enjoy leisure." ”

When Li Siyou heard this, his face was still unmoving, his eyes were curled, and the autumn water was slightly muddy, "The little old man is getting older, and he feels that the court of the Golden Horse is not as good as the curtain, and the cloud platform is not as good as the rock." ”

"The rivers and lakes are not well known. It's just that what you are doing, you are really not afraid of Mao Sui falling into the well and ruining the name of the current lord of the country?" Wulu swallowed his lower lip shallowly, his eyes opened, and he said cautiously.

"Clear the name?" Li Siyou leaned back, his cheeks slightly raised, "The eldest son is not good, he seized the throne and forced the palace, the little old man was fortunate to have the help of old friends in the rivers and lakes, he died nine times, survived his life, forgot the past for the time being, and survived to this day." Now, the deceased is gone, and the little old man no longer asks the unscrupulous descendants to regret their past sorrows, and regrets for life, I only hope that he can cultivate the common people, save the world, and teach this Juyan to live in peace and live in the grass, and Li Yuan is happy, so that the little old man's hard work will not be in vain, let alone the good lives of his ten siblings in vain!"

Hearing this, Wulu pursed the corners of his lips, but muttered in his heart: In any case, after a palace change, Gu Yunwu did lose three sons and seven daughters, and this bloodline matter cannot be joked about after all. It's just that if it is really as said, then these pavilions and pavilions are secretly in the dark, when should they be built, and when will they be completed?

Thinking of this, Wulu frowned, his eyes fluttered, and he glanced out of the door.

"Zun Jia is still young, I'm afraid I don't know, Li Siyou and this pin mill building, long before Gu Yuanhan ascended to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he was already famous. It's just that Li Siyou finally returned to the rivers and lakes, his real name and surname, and no one understands it. ”

Wulu saw that Li Siyou had already seen through the doubts in his heart, and he couldn't help but have a little scorn on his face. The corners of his lips hooked, and he bowed down and said: "The kid has no talent, so he will make amends to his predecessors first." ”

Seeing this, Li Siyou waved his wide sleeves, and muttered in his mouth, "Little Lao'er, how to blame", just talking to himself, got up again, paced back to the table, poured a full cup for himself, drank it all in one gulp, and then put his hair together, and said to himself in a deep voice: "Come to think of it, those news just now, all the respectful driving is from the mouth of Grandma Song Lou?"

Wulu was slightly stunned when he heard this, thinking in his heart whether he should be "yes" or "no". When he thought about it less, he had no long-term strategy, his heart was horizontal, his cheeks were dark, and his chin sighed lightly, "I am Grandma Song Lou who speaks quickly." Thinking that when he mentioned this incident that day, he was filled with righteous indignation, beating his chest and feet, calling the current lord of Juyan a thief, pointing out that his late husband and the old general of Chu were the ancient princes, and reprimanded him for being the king of the country and deceived the people. ”

Li Siyou laughed twice, but he didn't say anything, raised his eyes to look outside the house, turned to the wine again, smacked his lips, and reached out to remove the dripping wine on his beard.

"Your Excellency knows the origin of the little old man, why did you hide where you came from and keep the little old man in the dark?"

Wulu heard the voice, his cheeks were red, he blinked his eyebrows three times, and waved his hand in response: "In the morning, I am just a child in the rivers and lakes, and my surname is covered by my name; ”

"Since you are so insignificant, should the little old man suspect that you are coercing the Son of Heaven and obeying Song Lou?"

When Wulu heard this, his two fingers tightened the cigarette needle, but his skin and neck were loose, his mouth was wide open, and all four eyes appeared.

As the saying goes, when suspicion arises, darkness is born. The owner of the pin mill building can not believe the words of the below, and when the dark ghost comes out, he will hook the soul of the below, and I am afraid that he will also take the life of the lord of Juyan. If this evasion is unavoidable, I have to die, and go to the Yin Si with the lord of a country, so blessed, it is rare to ask for it, and it is an honor, but it is a green smoke in the lower ancestral tomb. ”

When Li Siyou heard the sound, he was really depressed, his throat rumbled, he snorted, his side cheek spat on the side of the thick phlegm, and then he stretched his mouth by himself, rolled the cheek meat twice, reached out and caught a piece of yellow finch sorrel again, ate and smiled: "This is the land of cups and plates, what is the field of fighting?"

Seeing this, Wulu Hun was a little proud in his heart, his teeth and teeth were together, he waited for a while, raised his eyebrows, and said again: "The predecessors are worried about their parents and children, and they are worried about the society, and they feel the same way. This time, Zhu Mou is really a rat drill lucky hole, fox fake power gate, this party with the help of Grandma Song Lou, came here to meet with the seniors. I don't know much about the details of the side, so I can only tell my predecessors that someone took Song Lou Rong Huan's son, and set up an ambush in Juyan Palace. ”

Li Siyou frowned, his face was impatient, he took a long breath, and sighed through his teeth: "What you want to explore is the Shiraush woman you just mentioned?"

"Before the age of twenty-two, was there ever a woman who was helpless and trapped in your grinding building?"

Li Siyou poked his jaw, raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly twice, raised his voice and reprimanded, "Who did you take the little old man? Pinmolou is indeed out of the court and into the rivers and lakes, but no matter when and where, it is also the lintel of my Gu clan after all, and I can't tolerate the bastard in my heart!"

Wuluhun was reprimanded by Li Siyou for splitting his head and covering his face like this, his face was slightly sneering, he raised his palm and rubbed it on his head, and said to himself in a deep voice: "If the predecessors are not weak-minded, I will mention this matter just now, how can you change your color and look more complex, and you are eager to take my life?"

When Li Siyou heard this, he closed his eyes and chuckled, and after waiting for a while, his laughter stopped and turned into a wail.

"Although the murderous intention arises, it is all because of selfish desires, what does it have to do with the woman you said is in distress?"

After a pause, Li Siyou sighed again and again, shook his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "As soon as you said that Grandma Song Lou led you here, I expected that Ding'er and others must have taken advantage of her shortcomings." Cherry...... In Sakura's life, apart from her precious grandson, what else can she bend to?"

"Looking back now, the little old man is really three parts of flour and seven points of water-full and very confused! Ponder from the beginning, how can you not be afraid-if Fang Cai really takes your life, Rong Huan will be tired, I am afraid that Ying'er will not live at that time, and she will have to go immediately. ”

"Senior, this is ......" Wulu pursed his lips, quite uncomfortable.

"Xiao Lao'er originally thought, and then don't put the high position of imperial power in his heart - the first queen mother wants that Xiao Zi Chong Ling to practice Zuo, and his good curtain is the country, then it is up to them, as long as he obeys Hongxu and is diligent in government, Xiao Lao'er will not dare to be more harsh; Although it is unjust, I cannot be unkind, so at that time, in my great anger, I only let people cut it into a human stick, and heaven will condemn it to death and life. ”

"Soon after the incident, Rong Huan's grandfather passed away, and the little old man thought to himself, since I left the court, I have no connection, and Sakura has also done her duty to Rong Jiaren, a single hoof, a lonely shadow, so, how can we not break through the barrier, ignore the world, and join hands under the moon, side by side at the bottom of the acacia tree?"

Li Siyou paused for a while, held the wine cup and kissed dryly, and then pursed his lips, smiling and complaining, "It's a pity, Sakura is a person, she is really rigid, and she is more satisfied than the man's family." Remembering what her late husband had done, Sakura felt deeply ashamed, although she didn't say it explicitly, but she drifted away from me until she didn't see me again for many years......"

Hearing this, Wulu Hun was already moved in his heart, his eyelids lowered, thinking that Qin Ying was named the heroine of Song Lou, and she was secretly a pagan minion.

At this moment, Li Siyou didn't look at Wuluhun, pressed the bridge of his eyebrows, opened his lips and said again: "Little Lao'er is not a person who is difficult for a strong man. If I am really willing to harden my heart, I don't remember the righteousness of my grandfather and Rong Huan's brotherhood, and I don't care if I and Sakura can be born under the pen of the Chronicle of Leaves, just indulge as I like, so that when I am born, I will directly snatch Sakura into the palace, include it in the back court, marry well, and give birth to an heir, where will there be a mistake in this life and a sigh of embarrassment?"

"If this is the case, how can there be any Song Lou Gongzi now? I'm afraid it's Juyan Chaotang, and it's not the scene it is now. ”

Wulu shook his shoulders, retracted his hand and touched his neck lightly, thinking of the dying state just now, he still felt covetous, pouted and said secretly in his heart: If I really lost my life because of the bad things that you and others love men and women, how can I not be wronged? At this time, I heard Li Siyou sigh again: "Little old man's thoughts, look at it now, after all, it was wrong. I set her in the heart and she left me at her feet. ”

Li Siyou waited for a moment, facing the sky on his back, his nose and wings trembled, and he laughed and sneered, "Look at it, her grandmother Song Lou is afraid that the little old man's murderous intention will secretly rise and cut off the only bloodline of Song Lou, which will shake the little old man and the Juyan royal family together, thinking that she will protect herself...... In his heart, there is nothing more important than the descendants of the Rong family...... Even the secret of Xiao Lao'er's identity can easily be whitened to outsiders. ”

After finishing speaking, Li Siyou's voice was a little crying, "Love is still a reversible Buddha and a monk, let alone my mortal ......body?"

When Wulu heard the voice, he couldn't help but sigh bitterly, and sighed in his heart: Now I finally want to understand who the words I saw are written and who the temple is for. Thinking of the old master of Juyan, for the sake of Grandma Song Lou, he could give up the supreme position, and waited in this dark place for many years. I don't know if this matter of love between men and women, throwing away the method of extraction, the joy of humanity, and what other pleasures can be expected? Even if the sea and Wushan are in the sea, in the end, they will only fall into the water; is Li Siyou's persistence because he is more infatuated with love than Jin Jian, or is it because he is not in love and has not achieved his original intention?

On the side, Li Siyou saw that Wulu was silent for a long time, so he raised his eyelids and handed a look, and did not hide the depressed look on his face, and said slowly: "That's it, you have already greeted the little old man, where can the little old man still push it? It's just that the little old man really doesn't remember much about what he asked, and it's not good to add oil and sauce, which is perfunctory and perfunctory, and it also ruined my reputation in the grinding building." ”

"The seniors really can't remember, the woman before the age of twenty-two, but the elegance is peerless...... unparalleled in the world."

When Li Siyou heard this, he laughed, supported his elbows and cheeks, and his thoughts were far away.

"No matter how beautiful it is, how can it be better than Sakura?"

Wulu heard the sound, closed his eyes again, and pressed his palm to the front of the void, so that his anger was slightly smoother.

"So, you've never been a tooth and you've ever done anything like selling women?"

When Li Siyou heard this, he was even more calm, his lips opened slightly, and he responded slowly: "Little Lao'er's Pin Mill Building, there are many treasures, common strange goods, all of which are voluntarily exhibited by a group of friends. Although the little old man is out of the imperial city, he has not yet fallen into the desolate fields of the corn cloth, why do he need to try to drill the camp for a few pieces of gold and silver?"

"If you are sure that there is a woman who was lost here twenty years ago, how can you not think that the woman will be a slave, and this party will be resold by others?

Wulu trembled when he heard it, and when he heard it, he always felt that Li Siyou's words were insinuating, and his heart was agitated, and he was angry with fire.

"Mo Dao's rootless and unfounded Feng Liang spoke! The woman in distress, Bing Qing Yujie, her net worth is very white!"

"According to what you say, how can an ordinary woman who doesn't walk in the rivers and lakes get into my Pinmo Building?" As soon as these words fell, Li Siyou paused for a moment, tightened his eyelids and looked forward to it, and secretly looked at the look on Wulu's face. "What the young man asked, the little old man really didn't care and didn't know, if you are alone with me, I'm afraid that when the little old man doesn't have the top of the yellow sand, it will be difficult to give a proper answer. It's just that if you say that people are really lost in the pin-mill building, I am afraid that the honorable driver needs to grope for the source of the end, and think about the cause and effect of the coming and going--I don't say anything, who did you say that you kidnapped the lady of the good family, and who bought it with intimidation? Whose pocket did the money go into the buying and selling? And the jade-like lady of the good family in your mouth, if it was not voluntary, how could you quietly sell the wat in the building, but never cry and attract us to help?"

Wulu heard the sound, like sitting on pins and needles, and his face was blue and white, and it was difficult to hide it.

Seeing this, Li Siyou had a little bit of relatives on his face, and without saying much, he got up and went outside the house, leaving Wuluhun alone.

Waiting for about half a pillar of fragrant Chenguang, Li Siyou finally turned around, carrying several large and small cloth bags in his palm, pacing to Wulu all over his body, his lips opened, but he never mentioned the woman in distress for half a sentence, "This bag is pig skin and shrimp rot, here is sugar hoof and salted meat, the same Dongfeng camelina fire curl, plum blossom intestines red sweet ginger...... You will do it for me...... Sent it up......"

"Little old man, I'm ...... Every time I look at Sakura, I'm always clumsy and clumsy...... Things, you take them, words...... I'm still hiding it in my heart......"

"Senior, you're ......"

"Farewell in the first year, and life in the next year, the gods and Buddhas have long pinched the little old man and dare not complain, and he is at the mercy of him. Humanity is like a dream, for joy?" Li Siyou pursed his lips and turned sad and happy, "Little Lao'er is so old, I really need to live a little more and see a little more, so that I can keep some thoughts, so that the days of dying together in the future will not sound terrible." ”

Wulu was really speechless, but he lowered his eyebrows and saw the big bag in front of him, the corners of his lips drooped, and he wanted to refuse in every way, just at this time, he heard Li Siyou whisper again: "Little Lao'er looks at the face of the honorable driver, it is really extraordinary." And with Song Lou to clear the relationship, when you leave here, your hair disease can be cured without medicine. ”

When Wulu heard this, he was stunned, and he didn't react, and he didn't think the green shadow moved, and before he could shrink his neck and hide his head, he lowered his eyebrows and looked carefully, and saw that he had already been placed and stopped: two cloth bags were tied to the left and right palms, one on each shoulder, and even one was hung on the neck.

"If nothing else, I'll teach a wooden man to lead you to the exit, and the blind old slave should have been waiting there. ”

Wulu pursed his lips slightly, his eyes rolled shallowly, and he casually asked: "I don't know what the predecessor of this pin mill building, what is the export geometry?"

Li Siyou didn't want to think about it, and he didn't hide it, "There are only two of them - one is dedicated to the back garden of Song Lou, and the other is where most of the food and clothing needs of the little old man on weekdays." ”

"Seniors go out to buy on their own?"

"More than ten years ago, I had an appointment with the seller, and every certain period of time, he should send it back and forth. ”

"In this way, the seniors are not afraid of outsiders checking this cave?"

When Li Siyou heard this, he smiled skillfully, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "That exit is very secret, and it is difficult to check with the naked eye; ”

"The predecessors are not afraid of the store leaking the mystery to others?"

"Haven't you heard of the phrase 'make a fortune with a muffled voice'?" Li Siyou raised his jaw, raised his eyebrows and smiled again, "What's more, if you have a life to accumulate wealth, you have to have a life to spend money." ”

When Wulu heard the voice, he didn't say much, and he secretly felt that Li Siyou was uncertain, and he really couldn't figure it out - obviously he had to take his life with a hot hand in front of him, but now he knew everything and put his heart in his heart, but I don't know if it was because the two of them had already opened their words. When he was thinking about it, Wulu Hun carried a large bag and a small bag on his shoulder, and then bowed to Li Siyou, and was about to put his feet and go with the wooden man, but he slammed again, and turned back and asked: "Didn't the predecessors forget to take some books as Mobao Sect and take them away in the next place?"

Li Siyou patted his head and immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, you don't have to wait." ”

"I hope to give a few more paintings, and I will be shy with Song Lou's grandmother Xianmu Hongshi in the next time, and leave a piece of glory to the ancestors. ”

About half a pillar of incense later.

Wuluhun carried a group of food behind him, freed his hands to hold candles and groped, horizontally three vertical four, seven upside down, and finally walked along a zigzag stone cave to a stone door. After exploring for a while, I didn't look at the door There was anything to open, just from Wulu Hun wondering, only to hear a rustling sound in front of him, and then he snorted violently, seeing the stone door from the left and right two points, the eyes suddenly entered a white light, and directly taught Wulu Hun to hide his face, waiting for a cup of tea and kung fu to open his eyes again.

At the beginning of his eyes, he saw that Xinggong had a cold face in front of him. Wulu shuddered all over, pouted and said to himself: I have seen a lot of Li Siyou's Peugeot neatness, and now I see the dignity of Xinggong, it is like Fang being dragged out from under the feet of King Kong, which is really a bad person's appetite.

Just thinking about it, I could already hear Guo Xinggong snort coldly: "You kid, you are a hard fortune teller." With that, his face fell, and he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Wulu Hun hurriedly chased after him, and there was no good color on his face, and he was angry and angry, and he only thought about pinching out the situation as a piece of straw paper to ask for a clear eye; silently walked for another half a moment, the two of them picked up the hole and weeping vines one after the other, and Wulu Hun spit out three or five times, and Ping Yiping was angry, which was grateful to the Buddha for his blessing, so that he retreated from that secret place.

When the friction is less, Wulu Hun Fang only sideways, see this place, it is the back garden of Song Tower, open very much; raise eyebrows and turn around, see the rockery rugged, plant ancient vines, Pan roots and branches, like a canopy, is the rockery inside the Qiankun dense and densely hidden.

Wulu sighed twice in his mouth, and was about to sigh, but when he saw the situation, Xinggong whispered not far away: "Only this kid is alone, you don't have any scruples, just show up." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Qin Ying peeking out from the corner door on the side, dragging her skirt, and she was dressed up again.

"The old man said early, read in the thin face of Song Lou, you can always return with all the tails here. ”

Hearing this, Wulu Hun heard this smug words, and saw Qin Ying's face a little lost and a little hopeful and pretended to be arrogant, and his heart was really depressed, and he couldn't help but secretly slander himself: Since you have swept the wind and moon, why do you need to take Qiao as a posture and devalue your husband's admiration to a penny? Now that you know how to take people as longevity, why should you show your ability in front of me? Just thinking about it, Wulu Hun slowly unloaded the load on his shoulder, and said lightly, "This is a gift from the owner of the grinding house", while reaching straight to the front of the eye, carefully took out the three or five painting scrolls.

Wulu snorted in his nose, suppressed for a long time, and finally couldn't help but be annoyed at the moment; sighed that this trip to the mill was full of feathers and scales, and he didn't get anything, and when he saw the mood on the faces of the two of them, he thought about Li Siyou's heart and heart, and he couldn't help but lose his sharpness, and his liver was angry, and he was spitting out his anger from the head now.

"Grandma is so good at her skills. Wulu raised his neck, the bruises between his throats loomed, swallowed cold saliva, and sneered coldly: "The west wind has white hair, and tomorrow is yellow flowers." Grandma needs to know that God helps herself, and she will get away with it this time, not by virtue of the name of Song Lou, and the battle is definitely not the old knowledge and kindness," After a pause, Wulu Hun stretched a picture scroll, inserted his eyebrows into his sideburns, and said with a smile: "The whole body is just a 'heart' word." ”

The voice fell, Wulu Hun two fingers together, a little more to the side, only to see the paper written "ants in the Yuan no dream, water competition does not flow the heart", the heart of the word, four points of the wrong pen, is the same as the gold bottle treasure word.