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When a woman is angry, she does everything.

A playful woman like Filigree Rain also dares to poke other people's hearts.

It is better to die than to die.

The same stern, the same pair of people, but one weeping, the other pale.

When disasters fall from the sky, I don't complain about the rain of flowers, but only complain about making people.

The broken wood was so sharp that it had pierced the boatman's heart.

There was a loud bang, and the stern of the ship was about to fall, swaying left and right.

shook the filigree rain and shook off the stick in his hand.

There are a lot of sawdust in the stern, and the boatman is afraid that the filigree rain will fall and be injured, so the boatman rushes to help.

The rain fell into the boatman's arms, and someone was heard shouting for help.

The cry rippled across the lake, coming from the bottom of the boat.

Shaking off the boatman's hand, Siyu looked for the voice to save people.

At the bottom of the ladder, a man climbed up, just out of the water, shivering and sneezing.

"The water is too cold, I really can't hide it, let's die, I don't suffer this living sin. ”

The people who came were full of complaints, and when they saw the filigree rain approaching, they smiled bitterly in resignation: "Fairy Gu, can you bake me before eating? ”

Although the dark clouds cover the moon, there is an unextinguished lamp at the stern of the boat, which can be identified by the faint candle flame, this person is West Lake Meilang.

He called me Xiangu, and he asked me to roast him?

Could it be that he was frightened and delirious?

Siyu stopped, not daring to approach him again.

Then I heard his strange bitter sigh: "Eat if you want, why torture me again?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

finally couldn't stand his nonsense, and Siyu shouted.

"You and your young lady are both demons!" Mei Lang also shouted, looking up at the sky and looking at the rain, his eyes full of despair: "Your marriage is fake, and cannibalism is real!"

Now that the words have been broken, Mei Lang has disregarded life and death, and said the conjecture in his heart: "On the big boat, your young lady wants to eat me, and on the small boat, you want to eat the plum boatman." ”

This is what Siyu said before, but he snatched it.

West Lake Meilang, unexpectedly spewing blood!

"Why do you say that Miss and I are demons?"

Siyu is open in her heart and is not afraid to confront Mei Lang.

"Why do you say that the boatman and I are demons?"

Mei Lang didn't answer, and asked Siyu instead.

"I've seen the boatman use pulp to freeze the waves into icebergs!"

Tell the evidence and see how you excuse yourself.

"I saw with my own eyes that your young lady spat out lightning and split the big ship in half!"

There are exchanges and dealings, and Mei Lang does not suffer any loss.

Will my lady spit lightning?

No, no, he's talking nonsense.

"If my young lady is a demon and she wants to eat you, why are you still alive?"

Even if you're cunning, look at how you answer my question.

"I jumped into the lake and hid, and I escaped. ”

He said in horror, and asked Siyu: "If my boatman is a demon and he wants to eat you, why are you still alive? Where are you hiding?"

Mei Lang asked a rhetorical question, and asked half a more question.

"I ......"

yes, I'm alive, I didn't hide from him.

Thinking about the prospects, it seems that the boatman has never harmed me, he has only saved me.

Mei Lang's question, Siyu couldn't answer.

But when I saw that he had supernatural powers, was it that I was dazzled?

No, I read that right!

"What about my young lady? Let's go ashore to fight a lawsuit and go to the court to confront each other. ”

If it is really a matter in the demon world, how can the county government understand it?

After smiling bitterly, Mei Lang sighed: "You want someone from me, where can I reason?"

Looking at the mess on the lake, Mei Lang's legs were weak, and he sat on the boat, wanting to cry without tears: "She split the flower boat, burned the bow of the boat, snatched all my money, and ran away when she got into the clouds, how dare I chase it?"

After saying a few words, Mei Lang asked Siyu bitterly: "Half a lifetime of accumulation, all gone, who should I ask for?"

Mei Lang's handsomeness is extraordinary, and he is completely gone, and he is weakly piled up there, like a helpless baby.

I can't even beg for death: "The words are finished, Xian Gu can eat if she wants, anyway, I won't have a way to live in the second half of my life." ”

He said he was so pitiful that he almost believed him.

With a sneer, Siyu forced to ask: "Don't say that you are like a poor man, don't you still have West Lake?"

"West Lake?" Mei Lang looked at the lake and sighed: "Isn't it just a piece of water, a few fish?"

The beautiful scenery of West Lake was so unbearable by him.

Just as he was about to fight back, he heard Mei Lang ask: "Fairy Gu, if you are rich and rival the country, will you buy this water?"

I never thought that I would have a day when I would be rich and rival the country, but if there really is, why buy a piece of water and keep it for myself?

Seeing that Siyu didn't answer, Mei Lang smiled bitterly: "Half a life of floating world is prosperous, it is better to return the West Lake to the world." ”

Mei Lang sighed that life was like a dream, stood up softly, and smiled at Hua Siyu: "Fairy Gu, I only have half a boat left, can you spare my life if I give it to you?"

The stern of the boat is still floating, and it used to be the happiest place for filigree rain.

Mei Lang gave her happiness with a word.

"I'm not a demon, don't call me a fairy girl. ”

Siyu told Mei Lang, but Mei Lang walked weakly to the stern of the boat and landed the boat.

When he shook the pulp away alone, he had already looked down on the prosperity of the world: "There is no Meilang in the West Lake, and there is Xiao Yan in the beggars." ”

The sky is about to dawn, seeing the boat drifting on the shore, Mei Lang is far away.

Mei Lang at the last glance is the back of endless gloom.

Are you a demon or not?

This question has been asked by Filigree Rain for almost a lifetime.

Plum Boatman only smiled and shook his head.

So how do you turn waves into frost?

The boatman said, it's just that I have good water quality, otherwise how can I be a boatman?

Filigree Rain never believed it, and would pinch him with a smile.

When pinching him, he always kissed his red lips unconsciously, even when the filigree rain and the gray hair was gray.

Not far from the West Lake, there is an unnamed wild mountain.

There is a bookstore in the mountains.

Children who can't afford to read can come to this library for free.

It is said that the first student of this library was a beautiful girl.

The pretty girl was the owner of this bookstore, and the only female gentleman in the bookstore later.

The man who taught the female gentleman to read was a boatman and the husband of the later female gentleman.

The library was built of fine wood.

According to the legend, it is the wood from the stern of the flower boat of Mei Lang Xiaoyan, the lord of the West Lake.

What a joke.

After Mei Lang married the Oiran, he went away on the ferry, living a fairy-like life, how could he dismantle the flower boat?

Mei Lang Xiaoyan bought the West Lake and returned the West Lake to the world.

Everyone said that he was a fairy like smoke and mist.

And the female gentleman and boatman in the library have a plain life, but you have me, and I have you.

It's a literal mortal.

There is always an end to mortal life.

When the boatman and the lady were in their twilight years, suddenly one day they both disappeared.

Only the library in the mountains remained.

When later generations were reading in the library, they could often hear the sound of the water in the West Lake, as if they were sitting in a boat.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of a girl beating the waves barefoot, and people who hear this sound will smile unconsciously.

People say that although the lady and the boatman are mortals, they must be the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva if they have done all the good deeds.

They didn't leave, they always stayed in the world.

Whoever is good is them.

The plum blossoms of the West Lake, the silk rain and the smoke, have always been the legends in people's mouths.

But they really came.