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No matter how high his martial arts skills are and how extensive his experience is, his age is there.

A child always has a child's state of mind.

A child of such an age should really be lying in the arms of his parents now.

Like other children of his age, he likes to listen to stories before going to bed, and he can't sleep without them.

During the days he was with Wei Gaofeng, he fell asleep listening to Wei Gaofeng's stories.

He had a new goal tonight.

Now, he is pestering Qin Yinyin, asking Qin Yinyin to tell him a story, and proposing to sleep with Qin Yinyin.

His reason is very simple, he said that Qin Yinyin is very beautiful, and he likes to sleep with a beautiful sister.

Good words are always useful.

What's more, Qin Yinyin herself is also a girl.

Wei Gaofeng and Shen Hanzhu watched from the side and smiled.

Qin Yinyin originally wanted to tell Shen Hanzhu about her separation from Qin Shihao, but now she was haunted by innocence and couldn't say it. So she also came up with a good idea.

A way to get the best of both worlds.

She tells the story of this encounter.

can not only satisfy the innocent wishes, but also tell Hanzhu about her experience.

The story starts with the day she separated from Shen Hanzhu and them, Qin Shihao took Qin Yinyin to Liubaiming Street in Jiangnan.

Baiming Street is the most depressed street in Jiangnan Liu.

Because this street is not actually a street, but a bridge.

The bridge is the street, and the street is the bridge. From this end to that end, that is, a short distance of 100 steps.

There are no shops on the bridge, so it will naturally become light.

I heard that this street was quite famous and lively, and there were 100 shops on Baiming Street at that time, and the business was booming, but later the canal was excavated. After the canal was opened, a bridge was erected, and the street became a bridge. I heard that when the bridge was built, many people died and were abandoned in the canal.

Baiming Street is actually more appropriately called Baiming Bridge.

But people's thinking is often like this, and it is difficult to change the name of Shun.

On this bridge, they met a man.

Qin Shihao recognized this man, his name was Han Sanpao. He is the hall master of Perak Hall.

Han Sanpao's face was like black charcoal, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, dressed in a black power suit, holding two steel balls in his hands, and he walked on the bridge angrily for some reason. The footsteps were heavy, and the whole bridge was shaking.

Qin Yinyin was scared, hiding in the corner of the bridge and not daring to go up.

Qin Shihao pulled her a few times but couldn't pull it, but instead pulled his body back.

Han Sanpao walked fifty steps after getting on the bridge, no more, no less exactly fifty steps, because the bridge shook fifty times, and each one shook Qin Yinyin's heart, so she counted correctly.

Suddenly, the bridge was filled with smoke, and the whole bridge was shrouded in a white expanse, hazy and mysterious to look at.

At that time, there was no second pedestrian on the bridge.

At that moment, a red palanquin fell from the sky.

The sedan chair flew elegantly and chicly, and just stopped in front of Han Sanpao.

I saw four women dressed in red carrying a sedan chair in front of them and behind them.

I couldn't see their faces clearly in the night.

After a while, a woman gently stepped out of the sedan chair.

A pair of red embroidered shoes, a pair of red pants, and a red dress.

It's red all over the body.

The face is covered with a thin veil.

It walks lightly and feels like flying.

The woman said only three words: "Follow me." ”

The sound is gentle, sweet and intoxicating!

Han Sanpao really obediently followed the woman in red and entered the sedan chair.

He didn't think about it, he didn't meditate.

He didn't even think about it.

How can people who haven't thought about it have a second option?

The sedan chair rose into the air, like a red cloud, and floated away from the sky.

The smoke then cleared, as if nothing had happened.

Waiting for Qin Shihao to react, he hurriedly chased after him, leaving Qin Yinyin alone.

Qin Yinyin waited on the bridge alone for a night, and waited until the east turned white, and she didn't see Qin Shihao come back.

That night, she felt frightened, panicked, and helpless.

Qin Yinyin was in a foreign land, without relatives, and after waiting for two days in Jiangnan Liu, Qin Shihao still didn't hear anything.

She had no choice but to go back to Jinping Villa alone, but she didn't expect to meet Zhou Wuli in "Rice Flower Fragrance".

Zhou Wuli saw that she was single and had a beautiful face, and he couldn't help but feel evil. So I stepped forward to talk.

Qin Yinyin blamed him, and Zhou was unreasonable and simply didn't do anything, tying her up into the rudder.

Speaking of this, Qin Yinyin actually cried again.

I don't know if it's because I've missed my grandfather or because I've been wronged, or both.

Unexpectedly, after listening to this story, Tong Zhen didn't fall asleep at all, but said noisily, "This story is not good at all, although Gang Master Wei tells me the same story every day, I still think Gang Master Wei's story is good." ”

Shen Hanzhu deliberately asked, "What story did Gang Master Wei tell you, might as well tell it to Brother Hanzhu?"

Tong Zhen glanced at Wei Gaofeng and said, "Gang Master Wei told me the story of the great hero's martial arts hegemony. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "Which big hero?"

Tong Zhen raised his voice and said: "Thirteen years ago, the head of Huashan, Gu Songbai, and the Shaolin abbot Master Hongsheng competed in Huashan, when the heads of the three major factions and the two major families gathered together to see who could compete for the chairmanship of the Wulin League. But who would have thought that this would be a trap. ”

When Shen Hanzhu heard the trap, he couldn't help but be shocked and looked at Wei Gaofeng.

Wei Gaofeng's face was expressionless, as if he was thinking about other things, and he was not listening to the innocent story.

Shen Hanzhu still wanted to listen to Tong Zhen's words, so he asked, "What kind of trap is it?"

Unexpectedly, Tong Zhen closed his eyes and fell asleep with a snort.

Shen Hanzhu had no choice but to give up, and seeing that it was getting late, he said to Qin Yinyin: "Tonight, you can sleep with him for one night." ”

Qin Yinyin nodded and pulled up the quilt for Tong Zhen.

Shen Hanzhu and Wei Gaofeng exited the door.

Shen Hanzhu and Wei Gaofeng slept in the same bed.

The bed was very small, and the two of them were crammed together, and Shen Hanzhu couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

His mind was stuck on the story.

Thirteen years ago, Gu Songbai, the head of Huashan, relied on his self-created "Ten Thousand Years of Green Divine Skill" last move "Thunder Strike" to win the Shaolin abbot Master Hongsheng and ascended to the chairmanship of the Wulin League, which is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes. But three years later, Gu Songbai died mysteriously, and there is really a connection between this and the martial arts? Is there really a conspiracy in this?

Shen Hanzhu got up and stepped out of the house.

At this time, the moon has hung in the sky.

The sky is full of stars.

Outside the mountain temple, there are pine waves.

At this moment he saw two figures flickering through the woods.

Shen Hanzhu leaned over and followed.