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Chapter 188: Nosebleed Man

Yang Liudi didn't sleep all night, and his spirit was still refreshed, like a bird out of the cage, chirping with Ning Xiangruo about the harvest of tracking Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Kite today.

The Three Heroes of Wind and Dust are naturally from the handwriting of this eccentric woman, and this idea is suspected of plagiarizing Ye Xiaochuan, extending from the male and female heroes to the Three Heroes of Wind and Dust, which is not too difficult.

Ning Xiangruo had no opinion, and even conspired with Yang Liudi on how to rectify Ye Xiaochuan.

Yun Qiyou has no opinion, and she doesn't know why, seeing Ye Xiaochuan scratching her ears and cheeks, her heart is very happy, so she lets Yang Liudi fool around, she just watches from the side.

Yang Liudi said: "I think this Ye Xiaochuan thief is not dead, he has no intention of leaving West Wind City, today he asked about the whereabouts of the three of us when he met someone on the street, it seems that he really guessed that it was a good thing that we ruined her last night." ”

Ning Xiangruo smiled, she had been stolen by Ye Xiaochuan's little slippery head a few times before, and she had long wanted to teach this kid a lesson, and now she was in tune.

She said, "Since he guessed that it was the three of us, did he think that he could beat the three of us by joining forces with Baili Kite?"

Yun Qiyou, who rarely spoke, said: "Looking for us is just that he is unwilling in his heart, he has been wandering around the street for a day, looking for the next target." ”

Ning Xiangruo was stunned for a moment, and said, "No, right? This is the West Wind City! It is within the core sphere of influence of our Cangyun Gate, and the so-called rabbit does not eat the grass next to the nest, even if he wants to make a fortune, it is unlikely that he will be here." ”

Yun Qiyu said: "After so many years, has he eaten less grass on the edge of the nest in the reincarnation peak?"

Ning Xiangruo was speechless, too, Ye Xiaochuan was unscrupulously stealing this and that in the Reincarnation Peak, there was no such thing as a rabbit not eating the grass next to the nest in his thoughts, because he heard that his few friends would occasionally lose a few taels of silver inexplicably.

Cultivators should cultivate their minds and purify their minds, and the three of them couldn't figure it out, Ye Xiaochuan's worldly qi was so heavy, why was his cultivation so high? It seems that these demons and karma that were regarded as beasts by cultivators had no reaction to this kid at all.

City of West Winds, Yangtze River Wharf.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't find the next fat pig, nor did he find any trace of Yun Qiyou's three people, but he found a very interesting place.

The wharf is full of people, but it is much more lively than in the city, countless Liba carrying goods and stepping on the wooden planks shuttle between the wharf and the cargo ship, the wide river can be seen everywhere with the bright rainbow of the flower boat, a little lady wearing a light gauze with a bare chest and breasts holding a fan handkerchief, standing on the deck of the flower boat and throwing flattery at the men on the shore, hoping to seduce a few merry men on the boat to compose a song of Wushan spring rain.

Merchant ships, hawkers, circus troupes, prostitutes, liba, merchants, tourists, amorous sons and other elements form a bustling and lively painting of the mortal dust market.

Ye Xiaochuan saw a few beautiful little ladies who looked good and threw handkerchiefs at him on the flower boat, those women were not very old, and they were very little dressed, not even a belly pocket, a piece of silk light yarn was draped on the body, which was completely no different from no clothes.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that he was about to squirt nosebleeds, how to say that he was also a normal man, although he didn't know his exact birthday, but he should be almost sixteen years old.

Such a fragrant scene made him a little overwhelmed, the deer bumped, his face was red, and he couldn't wait to fly to the flower boat immediately and taste the three-inch vermilion, seven-foot nephrite.

So, he was kicked hard by Baili Kite.

Baili Kite almost gritted his teeth and said: "How can you say that you are also the leader of the younger generation of Cangyunmen, and you are a cultivator who seeks immortality, why is your mind so unfirm? A few prostitutes can make you have nosebleeds? Stay away from me, lest my face will be lost by you!"

Ye Xiaochuan got up and wiped his nose, sure enough, there was a nosebleed, and he quibbled: "This is what you kicked me and fell just now, yes, it was falling!"

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. The world is blue and cloudy, and I have not forgotten my fame. If there is a new day, I only want to swim in the red dust. This young man is young and young, and it is naturally difficult to control when he sees beauty, this is just a release of human nature, it's okay, it's okay, maybe one day, after seeing through the red dust, he will find that it is still the red dust. ”

An old voice came slowly, Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Kite looked at the bricks at the same time, only to see that on the bank of the river, an old man with white hair was fishing with a big grin, but its bamboo basket was empty, and it seemed that not a single fish had been caught.

If you want to open it, this is a wharf, there are countless people coming and going, how can there be anglers here to set up a posture to fish?

Ye Xiaochuan was not a fool, and instantly understood that he was not fishing, he was peeking at the flower ladies who were not wearing clothes on the flower boat.

Ye Xiaochuan was happy, the guy in front of him was already so old, his hair was as white as snow, and he still had a young surging heart, it was really rare, rare.

He laughed and said, "It turns out that he is a fellow practitioner! ”

At this moment, the Baili kite beside him suddenly pulled his arm, and gestured, Ye Xiaochuan looked, only to see a guqin next to the white-haired old man, it seems that this guqin has been around for some years, the body and skin have been cracked and mottled, and the piano paint has long been polished, only the strings look relatively new, and they should be made of a horse's tail hair.

There is nothing strange about an old angler fishing with a guqin, but strangely enough, this old angler is fishing at a bustling pier.

The old man turned his back to the two, and the pair of thief eyes were still looking at the lady on the flower boat on the river unscrupulously, and said: "A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world, aren't the two of you also from this way?"

Baili Kite smiled and said: "Old man, your piano is very strange, it looks like a long-established guqin." ”

The old man smiled, but still didn't turn around, and said, "What's so strange? ”

Ye Xiaochuan became interested and said, "You won't be playing a tune for someone on a flower boat, will you? This is my dream job!"

The old man smiled again and said: "Sure enough, he is a fellow believer, and the so-called chorus of the piano is the greatest joy in life. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Xiaochuan to speak, he had already put down the fishing rod and stretched out his withered fingers to flick the strings.

The old man didn't turn his head all the time, and Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Kite could only see his wrinkled side face.