171 Oiran flowers before the moon, bookworms speak freely
Wan Qi Yanyun pulled off Wu Bolun's pants, pointed to his face and said, "Master Wu, look at your face. β
Hearing such a loud noise in Wan Qi's mansion, Huang Mazi and Li Zuizi, who were guarding the door, woke up from their sleep, hurried to the scene and asked: "What happened to me, I heard that there is a female thief, then you must teach me to deal with her, my Huang Mazi naturally has a way of dealing with women." β
Wu Bolun didn't believe Wan Qiyanyun's words, so he pulled Huang Mazi, who had just come to his side, and asked, "My face ......." β
Huang Mazi hid in the clouds because of the moon, and carried a lantern to shine on his face. Wan Qian Yanyun took this opportunity to kick the yellow pock, and the yellow poke accidentally weakened his foot, and the lantern shook in front of Wu Bolun's face. Almost burned by him, Huang Mazi asked, "What's wrong with your face." β
Huang Mazi didn't see clearly what happened to Wu Bolun's face, so he turned around and scolded Li Zuizi and said: "You guy who is a dead person, you almost killed Master Wu, his face is already black, if he is burned, it will be the same as wrapping black charcoal." β
Li Zuizi was wronged for no reason, and retorted unjustly: "What are you talking about, why don't you understand." You accidentally stepped on a stone, and you had to lean on my head, what do you mean? Am I so deceitful, I think you have the intention that you can't get along with me. Besides, it's so dark, you carry a lantern and shine on Master Wu's ass and face, and it's not dark and you're black. β
Seeing that they were still arguing in front of his face, Wu Bolun couldn't help but believe Wan Qiyanyun's words and said, "What's wrong with your face, is it really so dark, so ugly? Really, I said I was helping you." β
Wan Qian Yanyun still wanted to see if Magnolia had gone far, so he didn't have any time talking nonsense with them, and said: "I really can't let you help with this favor, you always help more and more." β
Wu Bolun doubted his ability and said: "Do you kid have the ability to deal with her? I don't believe it, then, the female assassin will be handed over to you, is my face really that black? I have to go back and look in the mirror, people live for a face, the face is black, what is the point of being alive." I'll come to your rescue in a while, don't worry, I won't leave you alone. β
He walked back, and Wan Qiyanyun pleaded: "Don't come, I don't need you." β
He used the Thousand Elements Technique to fly over the wall like a wall, which made Wu Bolun extremely surprised, and he sighed: "I didn't expect this kid to make such a move, it seems that he has grown a lot." In the future, I will slowly not need me, so where will I go to retire for the elderly! Alas, it seems that I will not stay for long, and I still have to go back to my Wudang Mountain to collect some incense money. β
Wan Qi Yanyun and Magnolia gathered together at the agreed place, sitting together in a flower and willow swinging, Wan Qi Yanyun pointed to the stars in the sky and said: "The blinking stars in the sky are more like the sparkling and sensational eyes of a lover." It's beautiful, just like you. β
Magnolia saw that his coaxing words were not high-spirited, nor were they very sweet, so she deliberately said to him: "Why are you like me again, you deliberately want to say whether I am or not, it's too clichΓ©, and there are no other new tricks for pickling girls." However, I think why the moon in the sky always turns up and falls back in retro, does this explain a reason? β
Wan Qian Yanyun asked curiously, "What is the truth?" β
The magnolia watched as the clouds in the sky were dyed by the sun that had not yet appeared, and the early birds were singing to their heart's content. Although it is very beautiful and warm, but the parting is just around the corner, she said: "Although the brightness is beautiful, it is only near dawn." β
"Good poetry. Gradually, they began to talk about poetry again.
Wan Qian Yanyun reluctantly wanted to get together with her for a while and said, "Last time, the flower girl said that she liked autumn, but in fact, I also like autumn." Then I'll chant an autumn poem for you here, I just wrote it. Autumn. The leaves are fluttering, and the stars are in the night. It's sad and delicate. β
She smiled and said, "Why is this song so cool! But what I like today is winter, and my mood is like this, all of a sudden, the appearance of ice and fire." If you have made a poem for me, then I will make a winter for you. Winter, freezing and mist, cold and curling. The carpet is white, and the feeling is far away. β
The small flowers are swaying on the embankment, and the grass is blowing on the grass embankment, what a pleasant and affectionate scene it is. Wan Qi Yanyun continued: "Since you like the cold of winter, then I will use the title of winter to make a nonsense song about you." Listen up: the green pine and the plum are thick, and the crystal needle has been sharp and sharp. The hustle and bustle is lonely, and the wind and snow are slowly and tightly. β
She covered his mouth and said, "Let me do it next." β
She pondered for a moment and then said, "The night grass is worried, and the woods are hysterical. The world is magnificent, and the fragrant tea is steaming and delicious. β
They chanted poetry until the night was quiet, and they were separated from time to time. She saw that he still had a feeling of isolation from herself and said, "The night is cold, are you so determined to make me cold?"
He humorously said: "I'm not a casual person, I'm not a casual person." Isn't it because I'm afraid that people will misunderstand, and some people say that so-and-so has taken advantage of so-and-so? The so-called distance produces beauty, and if you want me, I will ...... it. β
He pounced, but he received a punch and said, "I know that you men don't have a good thing, isn't this just talking? β
Wan Qi wiped the blood from his nose, got up from the flowers, and bit a lily and sent it to her face, saying, "We have always had a barrier, and that is not very good. Look at this lily, it's like you and I have been together for a hundred years. β
Magnolia took the flowers in his mouth, and said with a little girlish shyness: "Actually, it's not impossible, but I'm afraid, you think that I am in the middle of the visitor, and you always look down on me." Or that your family won't accept me, what is it if I follow you without a name or a share. It's better that we still don't meet, and we will cause a lot of right and wrong, and there will be a lot of trouble. β
He approached her and hugged her in his arms and said, "Don't say it, I understand you." I know a lot of things are out of my mind, but trust me if we try. But you are so beautiful, and it often makes me look away, I think of you in my dreams every day, your pain seems to be my pain, and I seem to know what you think. And I can only hope for a fate that I don't have, or beg for your charity love. β
Magnolia struggled and said, "You're so annoying, you can't speak." β
Wan Qi Yanyun also hugged him tighter because of this, and responded: "You are even more annoying, I can't even speak well, how can I recite poems to you in front of you in the future." β
The night was a few floors deeper, but they all seemed to have endless things to say.
Magnolia asked again, "Do you think those of us who have read the books of the sages are very clichΓ©d?" β
Wan Qian Yanyun obeyed her words and said: "Well, of course, for example, our first day of contact is not with people's thoughts to judge the good and evil of the world, and for example, we are not with saints every day, and we can't hear their big truths and big theories, and their useless ethics and the like, such as these articles we read every day, are all with the help of other people's eyes, other people's methods, other people's thinking, and other people's hearts are feeling their own lives. β
He said with a little deep words, and Magnolia said: "Maybe you are right, what we people have to pay attention to today is etiquette, the system, and our own image, and none of these belong to us." β
He sighed and said: "So people are really tired of living, and they are restrained and fettered by tedious affairs. β
She said with feeling: "But human life is also very wonderful, do you say? Without these, the meaning of our life is there." β
Wan Qi Yanyun spoke to her and said: "Maybe what you said is also right, the words of the madman, the sage chooses, and the sage uses the sage's words." We absorb this to do things that are beneficial to our behavior, but too much is a burden to the spirit. β
Magnolia thought of her fate and the hardships of her life, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "The world is vast, and people's emotions are rich." β
He sniffed out a bit of desolation and said, "Do you mean love?"
She poured out what she saw, heard and felt in the Qinglou, and said to Wan Qiyanyun: "Yes, those affectionate men, those coquettish women, no one is worth seeing." They are just using each other, a kind of loneliness in the spirit and desire of reciprocity, and a sense of enjoyment. Although I am also a fireworks woman, I am not alarmed, but I can't touch the flaws on the jade scar, and the turbid water can still moisten the lotus root in the nirvana. β
He said encouragingly: "Yes, people are too vulgar, our behavior is too conventional, and our self can be Yunyu's mountain rocks rolling down and fighting into jade, it can be a gem gathered by gold beads floating in the sea, or it can be a treasure diamond in the belly of an ostrich in the desert."
The wind blew gently, blowing the dream-like whispering dreamer, and the grass couldn't shake away the drunken affection.
She chatted with him again and said, "Do you know martial arts?"
He responded: "Of course, which of us who walks the rivers and lakes is not in the martial arts, do we still need to ask?"
She shared what she could experience with him and said: "Martial arts is the space of three types of feelings intertwined. The first type is for a friend who sticks a knife in both ribs, and the friendship of a friend who goes to the soup for a friend is unswerving. Life and death, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, the sky is falling apart and the eternal love is approachable, teaching people to be benevolent and righteous as the teacher's feelings, it is the rescue in mistakes, it is the light of guidance on the wrong road, it is the exchange of tolerance and sincerity, it is the icing on the show, and it is the rain when it is urgent. β
Wan Qi Yanyun praised vigorously: "The first category you said is really good, in short, it sums it all up." β
She spoke to him of her second insight: "The second type is to be indifferent to everything, as cold as ice. For this world, it is neither good nor bad, neither angry nor peaceful. β
Wan Qi Yanyun wanted to hear her finish all this, and said, "What about the third category?"
She really said without concealing it: "The third type is foolish and blackmailing, sweating and raping each other, hating and harming. The emotions that Leng Mo ignores are evil ugliness such as climbing, flattery, and flattery. β
Wan Qian Yanyun also talked to her about martial arts, and said his own opinion: "Martial arts are so rich, and this world is so delicate. It is mixed with truth, goodness and beauty, all the beautiful and the ugly, the happy and the miserable, the quiet and the turbulent, the lovely and the hateful, the emotional and the hateful. But why are there still people constantly struggling, fighting and fighting in the martial arts, is there not a day in the martial arts that is quiet and harmonious, friendly and caring?"