A hill near the old house.

Xian Qi grabbed Wu Chen, took him into his left arm, and then left the place as if stunned by a gust of wind. Wu Chen suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, isn't this an illusion, not a dream, not a wedding, but real?!

Because every minute, he could feel the pain of this old fairy twisting his arm!

Immortal Qi cast a spell, stunned him, and brought him to the place where Lu Buwei's soul was. In this ancient time, there is still a human form.

In the evening.

Lü Buwei was in the market at the moment, holding a horse in his hand, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his small left eyelid jumped. I don't know whether it's good or bad, so I quickly settled down. A few more sneezes, and even his horse seemed to be watching his joke.

This person is a jewelry merchant, half of a fairy-like bone, not fat or thin, standing above the market, and seems to be a moral and elegant person.

He pinched his fingers and said, "Does anyone think about me?"

But he immediately thought of the person he liked, Zhao Ji.

This woman is feminine, can sing and dance, is deeply appreciated and loved by men, and is sociable and eloquent.

Wasn't this woman thinking about me just now? Lü Buwei had a hint of joy in his heart, and he immediately mounted his horse, and rode towards another remote and fast road in the bazaar.

Zhao Ji, this woman, is on the corner tower at the moment, drinking green leaf tea, talking to herself holding a guqin there, gloomy.

This woman likes men, but most men don't like her.

If she is not a nobleman in business, or a minister in the palace, this is her goal.

Lü Buwei was a jeweler. He happily took the gift, happily climbed her ladder, came to Zhao Ji's back, and looked at her figure gently stroking the qin, very liked.

Then he walked a few quick steps, stepped forward, and took Zhao Ji into his arms.

Zhao Ji touched the jewel he was wearing and smiled at him.

Lu Buwei gently used the tip of the fingers of one hand to slide over Zhao Jihong's fluttering cheeks: "Why, I haven't seen you in the past few days, I see that you are a little thin." ”

Zhao Ji smiled: "Where is it? If there is, I'm afraid I miss you too." ”

Lu Buwei smiled lightly and placed the gift box on her desktop, she squinted at it, weighing the value of the thing. Then he pursed his lips and smiled, and he took him by the hand, got up and walked to the door.

Lü Buwei closed the door, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

But outside the window, two figures were staggered, and the lights were blown out.

Xianqi's purpose in arresting Wu Chen this time was to let him go to see Lu Buwei's soul on his behalf.

This time, his intention was to borrow Wu Chen's appearance, which meant to point out Lu Buwei and let him marry Zhao Ji as a concubine, and then in the future, he would naturally send Zhao Ji to King Xiang of Qinzhuang. After successfully giving birth to a dragon son, he can use it to obtain the power of the royal family, so that he can find all the indispensable abilities of the eighteen figures.

Lu Buwei is just greedy for Zhao Ji's beauty at the moment, and he doesn't know that this woman will become a very important role in history in the future. Now, he admires her beauty, her ability to sing and dance, and the joy and cheerfulness she brings him.

Wu Chen secretly thought, what does this matter of men and women in ancient history have to do with me? This old man is an old immortal on the surface, so he cares about these idle things, and asks me to order them? I myself have to marry a daughter-in-law today! How can I have such kung fu?

So he played with the old fairy's hand and told him to let himself go quickly and stop making trouble.

How can Xianqi be extremely powerful, and give this kid a slap.

Wu Chen immediately couldn't move, sat on the ground, and looked at him stupidly.

Xian Qi was angry, and secretly thought: "Okay, you stinky boy, I will accept you as an apprentice, you are against me everywhere, you are not as good as Young Master Jiang, but I can't get close to him, the time has not yet come, if I accept him as an apprentice one day, how can I like you, you are just good luck, and when the matter is completed, return to the time of the Republic of China, see how I clean you up." ”

......

Lion dance venue.

Boss Ming's lion dance team soon climbed the barbed wire.

In front of it is a row of wooden stakes, from which there is a wooden platform, and there are several layers of barbed wire on top of the wooden platform, and above it is the night pearl box of a clan. If you win, take down the Night Pearl Box, and then you will get the reward of the sect.

These tests are similar to the last time Ming Laosan tested Young Master Jiang and them, the difference is that they don't have those small barbed hooks on the barbed wire, so they are slightly safer, but because it is two teams competing, kicking and fighting are inevitable.

Boss Lu's mother saw that their lion dance team was ready to appear soon, so she ordered: "You all have to be vigilant and don't let Ming Laosan's people take advantage." ”

"Don't worry, we'll do what you tell you to tell you to. Young Master Jiang, they almost said in unison.

Boss Ming was nearby, but he pouted and sneered disdainfully, and then turned his face to his team and said, "It won't take more than a dozen rounds! ”

The steward of the silk village watched their team swaggering up to the barbed wire, some of them flickered, they seemed to be unsteady on their feet, and he hurriedly asked the master: "Do we want to ask the gong and drum team to cheer us on?"

Boss Ming said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, wait for them to get on the wooden platform." ”

Young Master Jiang Cheng's martial lion head whispered to the blue girl behind him: "What we have to watch out for today is the guns of the Japanese, they will be aimed at us at any time." Ming Laosan's people, let's just dodge, don't attack too much, so as to maintain the strength of our two sides. ”

Lan Sheng: "But in this way, we are easy to suffer, in case I don't mean to attack us one day, let's maintain our strength, what if the people of Ming Laosan attack with their fists and feet?"

Their lion dance team walked cautiously, with the big lion at the bottom, deliberately delaying Ming Laosan's team.

Ming Laosan's people didn't know their plan, so they started a fist and kick fight with the big lion.

Boss Ming watched their team gradually gain the upper hand, and then shouted to the gong and drum team: "Give me a shout and cheer!"

Immediately, the crowd on both sides began to beat and shout.

The Japanese soldier Shao Sahui Ichiro saw that they were lively here, and he was a little angry: "These people are too loud, it's good that the carriage didn't drag them to death just now!"

Keiko: "Didn't you say that? Today you follow Dazuo's wishes." ”

Keiichiro Shaoza: "Will the picture he said really have an effect?

Huizi: "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, so you should bear with it." ”

Shao Zuo Hui Ichiro held the tea bowl handed by the servant in his hand, and smashed it on the ground angrily, and Dazuo's eyes immediately looked over: "Ichiro-kun, why are you suffering?"

Huizi hurriedly smiled and said, "My cousin was happy to see it on a whim." ”