Qian Qingjian told Li Mochou the story of "Dragon Babu". Although he didn't know that the story in his memory during the Northern Song Dynasty was called "Tianlong Babu", this did not prevent him from retelling the story between Duan Yu and several "sisters".

The purpose of telling this story is to understand what kind of man Li Mochou likes, and he believes that Li Mochou will never like the love-ridden men like Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu's father and son in the story.

Then, just come and change the day, replace Duan Yu's image and personality with Lu Zhanyuan.

In Qian Qingjian's memory, there is no white description of Lu Zhanyuan, which means that Qian Qingjian doesn't know what Lu Zhanyuan looks like.

According to Lu Zhanyuan's family background and the appearance of his younger brother Lu Liding, and then based on Lu Wushuang's appearance, it can be inferred that Lu Zhanyuan should be a little white face, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and there is always a suave and romantic style.

So in Qian Qingjian's mouth, the story was adapted extremely bloody. Duan Yu has become a negative and fortunate person who likes the new and hates the old, and flirts with one by one.

Li Mochou listened very attentively, and when she heard Duan Yu kissing Zhong Ling's little face on Wuliang Mountain, she was very leisurely fascinated;

When he heard that Duan Yu saw a beautiful jade statue in the blessed land of Lang Huan, Qian Qingjian described Duan Yu stripped naked and rubbed around the jade statue...... Li Mochou's cheeks blushed with shame and asked Qian Qingjian to skip this little yellow text.

So Qian Qingjian started Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing's section in the small black house of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

When he heard Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing stripping naked and hugging each other, Li Mochou suddenly asked, "They are like this, what should Zhong Ling do?"

Qian Qingjian smiled and said, "Any man who looks like Duan Yu will not care about what the women used to do. ”

Li Mochou got angry and said, "This surnamed Duan is really not a good person. ”

"That's right, Mrs. Wang of Mantuo Villa also said the same, as long as Mrs. Wang meets someone surnamed Duan, she will kill and fatten the camellia regardless of whether she is indiscriminate. Qian Qingjian followed Li Mochou's thoughts and introduced the character of Li Qingluo.

Unexpectedly, Li Mochou became curious about Li Qingluo again, so he asked, "Who is Mrs. Wang?"

"Later, Duan Yu went to Mantuo Villa in the west of Gusu City, and Mrs. Wang was the hostess of Mantuo Villa, and she was also a hard-working woman who was abandoned by Duan Yu's father, Duan Zhengchun......"

Li Mochou gritted his silver teeth and said, "This father and son are not things! What did Duan Yu do in Mantuo Villa?"

Qian Qingjian said: "That reputation heard that there are three beauties in Mantuo Villa, Wang Yuyan, A Zhu and A Bi, so he came to the door from thousands of miles away, first tempted A Bi with words, how could Ah Bi be loyal to Murong Gongzi, and then he was courteous to A Zhu, but how could A Zhu and other dignified women with a beautiful and fragrant country look at such a little white face? A Zhu only likes Xiao Feng, the heroic hero of Brother Yan Zhao Bei. ”

"Who are Murong Gongzi and Xiao Feng?"

"Oh, it's a bit long to say, I think back then, there was such a smooth saying in the Central Plains martial arts, called 'South Murong, North Qiao Feng'......"

"Tell me about it, also, that Duan Yu can't catch up with Azhu Abi, and there is a Wang Yuyan, has he caught up?"

"Sister Mochou, listen to me one by one......"

In this talk, it talked about the five drums of the rooster and the light of the day, Qian Qingjian skipped as much as possible about things that had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but he couldn't finish it.

Li Mochou listened to it with relish, and he didn't know how to be sleepy, but Qian Qingjian became more and more sleepy the more he spoke, and gradually one sentence after another, his eyelids began to fight vigorously.

"This reputation and Murong Fu are not good things, then Xiao Feng is heroic, what does he look like?"

"Hmm......" Qian Qingjian suddenly came to his senses when he heard this question, sat up from the quilt, pointed to his nose and said: "See, Xiao Feng looks like my brother and me, only smart women such as Ajuna know how to choose such a man." ”

Li Mochou suddenly felt disappointed, and only said: "It's a pity that Azhu died so early." ”

Qian Qingjian lay down in despair, "Don't talk about it, I'm sleepy, I'll talk about it after sleeping." ”

Qian Qingjian woke up, it was already dusk, opened his eyes, and saw Li Mochou standing in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking, the light of the setting sun shot in from the window, the carcass in the white dress loomed, and Qian Qingjian involuntarily made a "ho-ho" sound in his throat.

This is the so-called taste of eating marrow. In this ambiguous atmosphere of men and women living in the same room, in front of the scene of the sunset, the young man who has never experienced the affairs of a man or a woman is completely different from the man who has experienced the joy of bed.

At this age and year, if Guo Jing and Huang Rong were replaced in this situation, these two children would not think about it at all.

And Qian Qingjian is different, he is a man who has experienced, and when he is induced by this scene, he will inevitably become lustful.

It's just that he also knows deeply that this is by no means the time to overthrow Li Mochou, and he must suppress his desires.

With Li Mochou's character, even if he is a lover like Lu Zhanyuan, when the two are happy, they fail to pick the forbidden fruit, until Li Mochou is buried in the fire, he is still a perfect body of ice and jade. What about the current situation?

Even if the overlord is the bow, I'm afraid it won't work. Perhaps, using Elder Peng's kind of "soul dementorship" can be successful, the problem is that he won't, thinking of this, he has even more firm belief in obtaining the "Nine Yin True Scripture", the Nine Yin True Scripture has the Soul Transfer Dafa in it, just to get Li Mochou, he also has to learn the Nine Yin.

Li Mochou turned around when she heard the sound, and she was not surprised to see Qian Qingjian's quilt set up a small tent, in her opinion, all the performances of Qian Qingjian on fitness were normal performances of men, after all, Qian Qingjian was the first man to date her.

She pointed to the low wooden table in the corner and said, "There is food there, I asked the old man to buy it, you can eat some." ”

Qian Qingjian sat up and raised his knees, covering up the existence of the small tent, he couldn't get out of bed for the time being, and he had to wait for the tent to subside. He rubbed his face with his hands and said, "Thank you, sister, I'll eat later." Didn't you sleep?"

Li Mochou smiled: "I slept for a shorter time, are we going to hurry tonight, or continue to tell the story? ”

Qian Qingjian thought for a while and said, "Then tell the story in the middle of the night, go to bed in the second half of the night, and set off early tomorrow morning." ”

Li Mochou smiled and nodded, her smile always made Qian Qingjian lost, "Brother Qian, did you make up those martial arts in your story? ”

In last night's story, in order to advance the plot, Qian Qingjian also inevitably told about the battle of Shaomu Mountain, so he had to mention the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the six-vein divine sword, the Dou Zhuan Star Shift, the Dafa of Transformation Gong, the Flame Knife, the Life and Death Charm and other wonderful martial arts.

Qian Qingjian nodded and said, "These kung fu are all real, not made up by me." ”

"Is there anyone else in this world who knows these martial arts?"

"There must be eighteen palms of dragon descending, and the eighteenth generation of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong, will be. As for the rest, I don't know if it's been passed down or not. ”

"Brother Qian, how did you know such a long-ago martial arts anecdote?"

"Oh, there is an old monk named Xuantong in the Shaolin Temple, and he told me these stories. ”

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