If you don't see the king, you won't see the marquis, and you will be in Gusu City in the coming year. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gusu City in late autumn has a different kind of beauty. According to legend, there was a very famous advisor named Xu in the Xia Dynasty. Xu is not only talented, but also proficient in astronomy and geography, because of the help of Dayu to control the water, deeply respected by King Shun, named him a minister, and canonized Wu to Xu. Since then, Wuzhong has been known as "Guxu". After a long time, the word "Xu" is not easy to recognize, and in the Wu language, the words "Xu" and "Su" are similar, so "Guxu" gradually evolved into "Gusu".

Liu Mu, who went all the way south, walked very slowly, slowly and leisurely. He was too lazy to go to Hanshan Temple, and he never had the intention of going to Tiger Hill, and he was not interested in the place of Goolan Fence. The afternoon sun is lazy, and the wine jar with a destructive temperament sleeps soundly in the bow of the ship. Lao Mo of the boat family lives in Gusu City, and he has seen countless people, and he can be regarded as reading countless people. But he had never seen such a strange stranger who came to Gusu, and he had never gotten off the ship since he got on the ship three days ago, and he didn't make much noise every day except for sending himself to the city to buy wine for him. Some Lao Mo, who couldn't understand these people in the rivers and lakes, could only smile bitterly and rock the boat to the center of the lake, pick up the fishing hook and start fishing, he knew that this uncle would have to eat and drink for a while.

The fish in Taihu Lake are fat and fresh, and Lao Mo's luck is a little too good today, and the two white fish grab the hook in a moment. Taihu Lake white fish is also known as "minnow" head and tail upwards and gets its name, the body is narrow and long, the side is flattened, the bones are fine and the scales are fine, the silver light is flashing, the meat is delicate, but it is a rare food material. Lao Mo put the carefully prepared white fish appetizer on the small table at the bow of the boat, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Liu Mu: "Lao Mo, the taste of wine today is wrong, you won't be deceived, right?" Liu Mu sniffed the wine altar that had just been opened.

"How is that possible?. Lao Mo was surprised with some disbelief.

"You taste it yourself, it's not the Taihu Lake drunk two days ago, the taste is a little light. Liu Mu frowned and handed the wine jar to Lao Mo.

Lao Mo took it with some disbelief, lowered his head and sniffed deeply, and said suspiciously: "It does taste a little light, Xu San's little calf dares to deceive Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pick his skin." "Lao Mo, who has drunk Taihu all his life, is too familiar with the taste of wine, and since the tavern was still Lao Xu's business, he has not gone to sell wine. I really haven't had anything to do with water before, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to his house to sell wine. Lao Mo, who was a little angry at the moment, walked to the stern of the boat and began to lean the boat towards the shore.

Liu Mu didn't stop him, he had two things that he couldn't accept, the first thing was to drink wine that had been drunk, and the second was that there was no Yangchun noodles. Throw the jar into the lake, stand upright and wait for the boat to dock. followed Lao Mo unhurriedly all the way, and in less than a cup of tea, he came to the tavern with the back of the Gusu city wall. The fence was a little sparsely tied, and in the courtyard by the door, there were several empty vats, and there were not half of the drinkers at the three or two simple wooden tables.

Lao Mo, who didn't disappear his anger all the way, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he raised his leg and kicked the small wooden door open, and yelled in his mouth: "Little Sanzi, you roll it out for Lao Tzu, you lack of morality, dare to sell Lao Tzu ginseng water." After scolding, he didn't enter the house, and after looking left and right, he picked up the bench that was put aside angrily, and smashed it against the wine tanks, scolding while smashing: "Hemp, Lao Xu gave birth to such a lack of virtue as you, you are angry with Lao Tzu." “

Liu Mu was a little surprised by Lao Mo's outburst, he always thought that Lao Mo was here to theorize, and by the way, he slandered him for two jars of good wine, he never thought that Lao Mo was smashing people's signboards, seeing that those wine tanks were about to be ruined by Lao Mo, Liu Mu, who was a little distressed, quickly stopped Lao Mo who was about to smash and said: "Lao Mo, Lao Mo, it's okay." You smashed all the wine tanks of other people, how do people make wine. “

"It's also fucking his leg, I won't kill this turtle son today. "Lao Mo is still struggling to continue smashing.

"Lao Mo, people like you don't want to look for you desperately, stop quickly. Liu Mu was a little stunned by Lao Mo's temper, but he didn't expect that Lao Mo, who was happy on weekdays, was a dynamite stove, and he would explode when he ignited the fire.

"Still looking for me desperately?" Lao Mo pointed to his nose and laughed a little angrily, "If it weren't for my Lao Mo, Lao Xu's turtle son would have died in Taihu Lake to feed the fish, and he was still looking for me to work hard, if you don't give me Lao Mo an explanation today, Lao Tzu smashed his brand." “

Hearing this, Liu Mu understood, no wonder Lao Mo was so reasonable, it turned out that he was still someone's life-saving benefactor, even if he smashed it all today, it would not be a big deal. At the moment, he was holding his arms and watching the excitement on the side, and he didn't think it was a big deal: "Old Mo, the table, the table hasn't broken yet." Old Mo, window. Old Mo ......"

Half a day later, Lao Mo, who had lost most of his anger, ignored Liu Mu's yin and yang weirdness, and wondered: "Why hasn't the little third son come out yet? Don't fucking hide, right?" Liu Mu came back to his senses, it was indeed a little abnormal, the smashing and scolding in the yard were so loud that the people in the house would not hear it. If you say that you have entered the city, it is possible, and when you walk over and open the curtain, the unlocked door means that you haven't gone far. Liu Mu, who realized that something was wrong, called Lao Mo, who was still looking for the third son in front of the house and behind the house, pushed open the door and walked in.

What caught his eye was a few broken wine jars, and the rich smell of wine in the room made Liu Mu tell without pressure that this was the Taihu Lake drunk he drank two days ago. There was a lot of paper scattered on the ground at the door, and there was not much alcohol left in several wine tanks that had been overturned by external forces. Liu Mu came to the conclusion that there was no one in this room, and walked lightly towards the side room, and the scene that appeared in front of him made Liu Mu very heavy.

The wine jar in the corner of the wall was cleared, and a large area was vacated. The blood-red veins on the pink and white walls are so dazzling, you don't need to look closely at Liu Mu to know that it is a puppet that you have seen in the mountain temple, the only difference is that the hollowed-out wall in the middle is no longer a puppet, this time it is replaced by a little third son. Liu Mu took a step back and stopped Lao Mo who was about to enter, and said in a heavy tone: "Don't go in, report to the official." “

"What's wrong?" Lao Mo was a little puzzled.

Liu Mu didn't know how to describe it, so he could only spit out two words: "It's miserable!"

Lao Mo was a little unwilling, Liu Mu didn't stop Lao Mo's snooping gaze this time, and walked aside with a frown. After a while, Lao Mo covered his mouth and rushed out of the house, Liu Mu inadvertently listened to the voice, and estimated that Lao Mo was about to vomit out his stomach.

Regardless of whether Lao Mo will report to the official in the end, Liu Mu has to take care of it. It's not that he's troublesome, it's who made him catch up, and he doesn't know why he used a living person instead of a puppet this time. Without any clue, he entered the room again, and could see that the little third son was fixed in the wall without any ability to resist, who was so perverted?

Liu Mu, who did not give up, began to check inch by inch, but he didn't get anything. "No" Liu Mu put all his attention on the bloody vein pattern, it was the wrong pattern. Although it is generally similar, the details are far from perfect, and the pattern has been altered, and it has lost the ability to seduce people. After recording the pattern on paper in detail, Liu Mu walked out of the house. Lao Mo, who had no way to vomit, sat sluggishly in the vomit unconsciously, and there were words in his mouth. After getting along for two days, Liu Mu, who felt that Lao Mo was a good person, walked over and dragged Lao Mo up with one hand.

Lao Mo, who was still staring blankly, shouted in horror after seeing the pattern on the paper in Liu Mu's hand: "Heavenly punishment, it is heavenly punishment......