The green curtain flutters, and the red-clothed children sing on the lotus stage.

On the top of the red pavilion for a mile, the purple-shirted national teacher smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and his posture lying on his side was like a fairy.

The sound of the suqin begins to rise.

Someone broke the atmosphere with an inopportune opening.

His Royal Highness smiled and said, "How many days does it take to rush back to Luoyang from Beiyuan?"

The purple-shirted master ignored the black-clothed young man who sat down and stood still, and continued to raise his head to watch the play.

"How many days does it take to catch a demon whose cultivation is only one step away from the grandmaster?"

The sound of the drama on the green curtain lotus stage has been overshadowed by the voice of the young man.

His Royal Highness's voice grew louder and louder.

"Beiyuan hurried back, it must have taken too much effort, otherwise how could he still sit here and watch the play? It's just that there is even blood in the frozen soil stained on the purple shirt along the way, so this blood ...... Is it her blood, or is it yours?"

"You specially opened the big red fan, revealing twelve peerless faces, but you didn't show the truth, leaving a blurry image. If there really is a place for her in the fan, why not unfold it completely, why do you have to keep the last half of the fan?"

"You are a great teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

Yi Xiao suddenly restrained her smile and said extremely calmly: "Why do you want to play such useless means?"

Hyun Sang-woo smiled and didn't answer.

He just sat up from his side position, leaning lazily in the corner of the pavilion.

The purple-shirted master lightly said in a flat tone: "When did I say that the woman in front of me is the red clothes of the Mu family?"

His Royal Highness was slightly stunned for a moment.

Wei Lingshan looked at the blue curtain lotus platform, and said softly: "High updo, wide clothes, Bo sleeves, red clothes with red phoenix prints, painted paint lines, and Qi head shoes." ”

Finally, the dragon sparrow paused slightly and added, "Xichu women's clothing." ”

His Royal Highness, who was concerned about the chaos, only found out at this time that what Wei Lingshan said was not bad at all, although the woman in red on the green curtain platform had the same back as the red clothes, but the details of the clothing were completely different, and there were differences everywhere.

It is indeed the women's clothing of Western Chu.

And Yi Xiao was a little stunned to find that there was a pitch-black scabbard obliquely inserted on the green curtain, which was the same as the one on Wei Lingshan's waist, except for the lack of three points of ancient atmosphere, like a new sword furnace, like a new baby.

Xuan Shangyu smiled and sneered: "Haven't seen it yet?"

Qi Yu.

Xi Chu.

The two are linked together, and it is no longer possible to imagine that the woman in red on the lotus platform who is superb is Yu Ji, who can be called a generation of swan songs by the side of the overlord of Western Chu, and the head of His Royal Highness is the head of elm.

The color under the small hall is a little ugly.

And Wei Lingshan's face was calm, and he whispered to Xuan Shangyu: "Are you watching a play?"

The purple-shirted master was a little helpless after hearing this, rubbed his eyebrows, and seemed to have guessed the follow-up, and after a while, he held back a word.

"You can watch a play or listen to a music. They shouldn't have come here. Wei Lingshan said calmly: "This is my peony garden. Not your kiosk. ”

Compared with Yi Xiao's drawing of the sword and the sword, it is undoubtedly Wei Lingshan's silent eviction order that is more effective.

The purple-shirted master said with a very thick face: "It is better to be happy alone than to be happy together." ”

The already tense atmosphere was suppressed by Xuan Shangyu's words.

Wei Lingshan glanced at Xuan Shangyu slightly, stood up calmly, and said unalarmedly: "Either open the skylight and say something, or ...... Get out. ”

The lacquer on his waist was one foot out of the sheath, and the remaining two feet trembled wildly.

Yi Xiao looked at this big Wei Longque with some surprise, but he didn't know that Wei Lingshan's domineering side leakage of this purple-shirted great master was not a day or two but a full sixteen years, and it is no exaggeration to say that thanks to the brazen face of the purple-shirted great master who never showed in front of outsiders, the lacquer Yu on Wei Lingshan's waist has been repeatedly unsheathed and sheathed thousands of times in the past sixteen years.

And every time the lacquer is unsheathed, the effect is excellent.

The purple-shirted master stood up with a smile, a finger poked out, and pressed the unsheathed Qi Yu back into the sheath.

His Royal Highness's pupils shrank, and the lotus looked down, watching the finger entwined with the spatial domain meaning, faintly fluctuating and transmitting, like a dragonfly dotting water, and it was easily pressed back into the sheath before it really touched the tip of the sword that was as heavy as a thousand pounds but was sharp.

Qi Yu was unsheathed again, this time no longer one foot but two feet.

Xuan Shangyu smiled dumbly and said, "Patience, patience." ”

Two and a half feet.

The purple-shirted master retracted his cynical smile, looked at His Royal Highness and said, "Don't you just want to force me to go back to Luoyang?

Wei Lingshan glanced at His Royal Highness lightly, and then the silver light suddenly retracted, and Qi Yu, who was two and a half feet out of the sheath, suddenly returned to the sheath.

"Where's the red dress. Yi Xiao asked calmly.

Xuan Shangyu shrugged his shoulders, closed the red fan in his hand, and did not answer this question, but asked with a smile: "Guess, is it in the fan?"

His Royal Highness took a deep breath in a good manner.

Then he smiled and said, "Do you know how the Xuanwu in the Xixia Chess Palace died?"

Xuan Shangyu's pupils shrank, and when he saw that the black clothes were windless, his left and right hands were raised, and a faint flame floated in the palm of his hand, so he wanted to put his hands together.

"Wait!"

The purple-shirted master snorted, and his figure hurriedly swept back, but he found that the figure of the black-clothed young man followed like a shadow, and quickly stopped the retreating trend and shouted to stop.

Wei Lingshan was a little helpless to look at this scene that was about to become a farce.

In the end, the purple-shirted man gritted his teeth and was forced into a corner by Yi Xiao.

Yi Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with this purple-shirted man, and said directly: "Open the fan." ”

Xuan Shangyu looked at the two flames in horror, and finally had to unfold the big red fan.

Twelve stunning faces unfold one after another on the big red fan.

His Royal Highness glanced at it slightly, and said lightly: "The last small half, unfold." ”

The big red fan began to struggle.

The purple-shirted master gritted his teeth, and in the end, the small half of the red fan was also resolutely opened, but only one side was exposed.

There is no face in red.

His Royal Highness breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't retract the two flames in his palm, looking at the cracks that had been caused by the sword intent on the last half of the red fan, which had a faint tendency to spread, and said with a joking smile: "Stealing chickens doesn't make rice?"

The purple-shirted master thought of the trip to the northern plains, and his face was cloudy.

Yi Xiaopi smiled and said: "It seems that a certain great master seems to be just a vain person. ”

Xuan Shangyu didn't care about the slanderous words, but said casually: "I haven't figured out why I let you watch the play?"

His Royal Highness frowned slightly.

"It's true that the red-clothed man is not on the fan now. The purple-shirted master then chuckled: "It's a pity that the reason for this is definitely not that I missed it, or that I missed it. ”

"Have you ever wondered why I went all the way south and now I have returned to Luoyang. Xuan Shangyu put away the big red fan and said with a smile: "And she has no news so far?"

"Do you think that my rush back to Luoyang from Beiyuan is your so-called strategy to force the palace?" The purple-shirted master glanced at Wei Lingshan unslowly, and said, "If Liu Chanqi insists on attracting three hundred big red lotuses and letting Luoyang accompany the burial, even if I rush back to Luoyang, what can I do?"

"Of course, he won't attract these red lotuses. The purple-shirted man smiled and said to Yi Xiao: "As for this blue-curtained lotus show, you can think about it slowly, and bring it to the Buddha's remains tomorrow, which can be regarded as a thought." ”

The purple-shirted man glanced at Wei Lingshan with some pity, then shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid that if I say that you can't enter this Buddha body, you also want to enter." ”

Wei Lingshan smiled and said, "You can force me to enter, try to see if I can enter?"

Xuan Shangyu said with a smile: "There are so many people in the Eight Families, and none of them come out, do you still want to join in this fun?

The Dragon Bird County Lord said indifferently: "I want to join in this fun, but it has nothing to do with your words." ”

"Yes, yes. The purple-shirted master seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and smiled maliciously: "You don't even need to wait until noon tomorrow, the purple hairpin is pinched here." Don't take Liu Chanqi, just save me trouble, and when the time comes to collect the corpse for you, it will save me a mess. ”

His Royal Highness looked at the purple shirt and suddenly smiled, he had no way to retreat, but he leaned back again.

Yi Xiao subconsciously stretched out his hands, the two flames were extinguished, and he wanted to grab the purple shirt, but he grabbed a void, his hands were empty, and a purple shirt between his ten fingers dissolved like a ghost and melted into the air.

Wei Lingshan's voice was calm: "You can't catch him." ”

His Royal Highness frowned and said, "Why is the great master of the Northern Wei Dynasty like this?"

I have long heard that compared with Qi Liang's own teacher, who planned and then moved as steadily as Mount Tai, Xuan Shangyu's style of acting was unstable and too uninhibited, and now it seems that he is not only as uninhibited as rumored, but like a madman who pretends to be crazy and stupid.

Nine of the ten sentences are hidden in the simple words of the heavy sword without a blade, except for the nondescript conspiracy tone, the rest of the sentence is lukewarm sarcasm.

"If I could hack him to death, I would have done it a long time ago. Wei Lingshan dropped this sentence and turned his eyes to the green curtain lotus platform that was still playing.

"What's so special about this play?" His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan watched side by side for a while, and found that Su Qin was playing horizontally on the stage but did not make a sound, and the wonderful man in red did not turn around, seemingly opening his voice, but there was no sound.

It's a pantomime.

Wei Lingshan watched the scene quietly, his face calm.

His Royal Highness's eyes were blazing, and Zhu Lianxiang spared no effort to record the pantome scene on the stage.

After watching for a long time, His Royal Highness still didn't know the essentials, and had other thoughts, and asked tentatively, "Let's get closer?"

Wei Lingshan shook his head and said, "This stage is illusory from Yuan Li, it is a small trick that does not enter the stream, at most it is a mile away, and the Lotus Platform will collapse on its own." ”

The little highness who had saved the idea of taking a look at the peerless appearance of the red-clothed child smiled bitterly, gave up the idea of walking over and bypassing the lotus platform to see the true face, and muttered: "What does this lotus show mean?"

"Just write it down. Wei Lingshan said indifferently: "I want to enter the Buddha with you, and this lotus play should be the trick to break the game." ”

His Royal Highness thought that Wei Lingshan and Xuan Shangyu's words were just talking, but at this moment he was slightly stunned and said, "You really want to enter the Buddha's body?"

Wei Lingshan nodded lightly and said, "This lotus play should be Your Majesty's intention." ”

Yi Xiao sneered and said shamelessly: "Such a duke and selflessness, shouldn't it be for me?"

The Dragon Bird County Lord glanced at His Royal Highness angrily, and finally was speechless.

On the lotus stage, the pantomime has been sung.

The red cloth turned his back to the beings and bowed slightly.

Joke over.

Then Wei Lingshan gently took off the purple hairpin on his head and looked at it in the palm of his hand.

I don't know when, there is already a purple Yuan Force entrenched there.

With the unique aura of the purple-shirted great master, it suddenly bloomed on the purple hairpin at this moment.

The purple hairpin clicked, and a crack opened.

His Royal Highness looked at the purple hairpin who was played by Xuan Shangyu, and finally understood that Jiang was still old and spicy, and the old fox of the purple shirt master deceived the two of them to watch the play, and finally only moved this space away with domain intentions.

Before he had time to open his mouth to scold, the surrounding space was already faintly fluctuating.

Is this to send the two of them directly to the Buddha remains?

Wei Lingshan suddenly said, "Raise your head!"

Yi Xiao raised her head in amazement.

In the fluctuation of space, the green curtain fluttered like a feather, and the scenery on the lotus platform was already blurred like a mirror.

Looming –

After singing the pantomime, the red clothes raised their red sleeves and hid their faces like weeping.

She flicked her sleeves resolutely.

On the stage, Qi Yu fell to the ground.

The bright red color is shocking.