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The overcast sky was drizzling, gently patting the lotus leaves in the pond. The fog shrouded the entire small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

A gust of wind blew, and the delicate lotus flowers dusted off the rain and dew on their bodies, and straightened their waists proudly.

In the chic pavilion, there are bursts of melodious piano sounds. A song of mountain flowing water, crisp and pleasant, resonating and frustrating, echoing on the surface of the lake for a long time. The sound of the piano and the sound of rain have a unique charm.

At the end of the song, the piano player was still unsatisfied, and looked at the lotus flowers in full bloom in the pond, which looked more fresh and refined in the hazy mist. Suddenly he was interested and elegant, adjusted the strings, and played a song of Xiaoshan and looking at the moon, and he was intoxicated.

But there are those who are not interested, and they like to disturb other people's Yaxing the most.

On the surface of the lake, a black shadow swept by, as light as a bird, as swift as a rabbit, and the toes on the lotus leaf were like stepping on a stubborn stone, striding like flying. A gorgeous volley somersaulted, kneeling on one knee in the corridor outside the pavilion, clasping his hands into fists, and said, "Pavilion master, I missed!"

The woman in the pavilion, deaf to the ear, still closed her eyes and played the piano, completely intoxicated by her own piano sound.

At the end of the song, I only heard the sound of "Zheng-", and the woman kneeling outside the pavilion, like a middle stone, stroked her chest and vomited, coughing up blood. The woman playing the piano stood up slowly, her graceful figure dragged up her long skirt, and the white veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of bright moon eyes, which were beautiful and moving. The maid behind her, without any orders, has already held up the group pendulum, and a red umbrella is held above her head in time.

The pavilion master didn't look at the twitching woman on the ground, and said coldly: "The July Pavilion has never missed a job. You cut yourself off!" said with a light step, walking past the kneeling woman.

Xu Qing, there was a sound of "dangchang" behind him, which was the sound of the sword falling to the ground.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the pavilion master's dark eyes, "Notify Xiyue, do it immediately!"

"Yes—"

The rain became more and more intense, and the blood stains oozing from the neck of the woman in black were quickly washed away by the rain. Several maids lifted the body and walked into the backyard.

The drizzle was continuous, blocking the footsteps of passers-by. A dilapidated temple in the middle of the wilderness became a good place to shelter from the rain.

"Senior brother, this rain has not stopped, we can only spend the night here tonight. ”

A young man with bright eyes and a little hunchbacked jumped into the temple gate, threw the burden on his back to the ground, picked up a few dead branches, and skillfully gave birth to a bonfire.

After a long time, a figure outside the door staggered into the temple, shook his wet hair, and revealed a handsome face. He walked to the fire and sat down, leaned on the broken pillar, stretched his right hand into his arms and touched it for a long time, took out a gourd, smiled, pulled out the stopper, and immediately the aroma of wine overflowed.

"Senior brother, Uncle Yun, please don't drink. The hunchbacked young man snatched the wine gourd, covered the stopper, and began to complain, "Master asked us to go to Longjian Villa to celebrate our birthday, originally his old man did not come in person, and it has already made the owner of Longzhuang lose face, you are good, not to mention getting drunk on other people's Shouyan, and also shattering the red Buddha longevity jade sent by Lu Zhangmen, if it weren't for the magnanimity of the owner of Longzhuang, you and I would not be able to afford to make cattle and horses for others for the rest of our lives." ”

The drunken young man reached out his arm, quickly took back the wine gourd, shook his head impatiently, and said: "Seventh junior brother, when did you learn to nag with the little junior sister, you have said this passage eight hundred times, isn't it just a broken stone, just let me walk to the deep mansion compound, what kind of pearl and gem can't get my hands." I can't even look down on his broken jade. ”

The hunchbacked young man snorted coldly, squinted at him, and muttered in a low voice: "If Master listens to this sentence, it will be enough for you to take forty boards, and don't bother me when the time comes." ”

The drunken young man snorted, patted his chest and said, "I, Yun Xiaotian, do things by myself, look at your cowardice, don't go out with my Yun Daxia in the future." ”

The hunchbacked boy stuck out his tongue and said disdainfully: "Returning the cloud hero, I don't know shame." ”

Yun Xiaotian's face turned grim, he picked up a piece of rubble on the ground and threw it over, "Liang Xiaowu, it's against you, dare to say this, your senior brother, go back and see how I clean you up." ”

Liang Xiaowu let out an "oops", rubbed his ass and stopped talking nonsense. Stretched out his hand to rummage the sweet potatoes in the fire, estimated that they were ready to eat, and handed one to Yun Xiaotian, "Senior brother, you're hungry, let's pad your stomach." ”

Yun Xiaotian took it, removed the skin, and took a bite, "Well, it's quite fragrant, Seventh Senior Brother will bring me another one." ”

"I'm hungry for you, bake it yourself!"

"Hey, you've got a tantrum!"

......

Which is more tempting than a hot roasted sweet potato or a table full of delicacies?

Many people will think that this is nonsense, and it must be the delicacies of the mountains and seas. But Yun Xiaotian thinks that a sweet potato is more delicious.

Just a few days ago, he and his junior brother Liang Xiaowu went to Longjian Villa to celebrate his birthday on the orders of his master.

Until that day he learned that gold was used to pave the ground, brocade was used to wrap trees, and jade was used to fall.

In fact, he didn't want to break that piece of jade, just because it was too luxurious, too rare, and too arrogant.

Just when Lu Dingfeng, the head of Tianchi Mountain, offered the Red Buddha Longevity Jade, everyone was stunned. It is a red and white bloodstone, the red part is carved into a Buddha statue, and the white part is carved into a smiling old birthday star, the Buddha statue faces the birthday star, implying immeasurable longevity.

The owner of Longzhuang is full of praise, and the deer top wind is even more out of the limelight.

But Yun Xiaotian felt unpleasant no matter how he looked at it, and his words attracted the anger of the public.

"That's because the Buddha wants you to ascend to Bliss early. ”

The lively scene suddenly fell silent and extremely embarrassing.

The owner of the Dragon Village was hindered by decency and could not bear his anger. But Lu Dingfeng was not happy, how could his carefully selected birthday gift tolerate others saying half a word, not to mention that he had a deep hatred with Yun Xiaotian's master Yin Dongsheng. In a fit of anger, he didn't care about the identity of the head of the faction, and taught Yun Xiaotian a lesson.

Yun Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't have an appetite for the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table.

Wine is his best friend. Only wine knows his sadness, his sadness.

I don't know how many cups he drank, let alone how many people he drank, he only remembered that when he knocked down the piece of red Buddha longevity jade on the table and watched it shatter to the ground, it was the happiest moment of the day.

Night, pitch black.

Before I knew it, the heavy rain outside the temple stopped, and the jumping flames lost their light.

Leng Buding kicked one foot on Yun Xiaotian's face, leaving half a shoe print. He rubbed his sour cheeks, lifted Liang Xiaowu's trouser leg and threw it out.

"Stinky boy, you can turn the sun out if you sleep. ”

Yun Xiaotian muttered, and was about to fall asleep in another place, when he suddenly heard a rapid sound of blade collision outside the temple, he was smart, reached out and touched the saber and quietly looked for the source of the sound.