Outside the mountain, the Qingshan Building is outside the building, and the West Lake singing and dancing will be closed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The warm breeze makes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is regarded as Bianzhou.

The poem "Title Lin'an Residence" written by the poet Lin Sheng of the Southern Song Dynasty is a good description of the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in Hangzhou, but it is just ...... In today's situation, if the poet is still alive, Ma Xiaoming can tell him with certainty the answer he wants to know.

The West Lake song and dance has stopped for a long time, and now that the demons are everywhere, who still has the leisure to listen to the West Lake song and dance? Not to mention who still has the courage to go to the West Lake painting boat to perform the song and dance, when the time comes, it will not be those high-ranking officials and nobles who will be rewarded, but it is very likely that the demons who come to smell the aroma of flesh and blood.

As for the warm breeze that smokes the tourists want to be drunk, it has long disappeared, but the demonic breath is everywhere, and I don't know how many demons are hidden under the calm surface of the West Lake, and from time to time there are black shadows flashing, making the witnesses chill.

All in all, it is impossible for a normal person to choose to visit the lake at this time.

However, there are always exceptions.

"Brother Sima, look, there's a big boat on the lake over there?" As soon as he came to the edge of the West Lake, Wang Xiaohu found that there was a huge painting boat not far from the shore, but at Wang Xiaohu's age, he obviously didn't know what the painting boat was doing for a living, because he was a simple person, and when he saw a big boat, he remembered that Ma Xiaoming said that he wanted to take him to play, and he suddenly became a little excited, "Are we going to play there." ”

The lanterns of the painting boat are hung high, and the noisy sound of pushing cups and changing lamps, singing, dancing and playing can be heard from time to time on the boat, but now it is only early in the morning, and the mist of the West Lake is filled, and the steaming water vapor obscures part of the vision, making people unable to see what the real scene is on the boat.

But often the unknown is more attractive, Wang Xiaohu followed Sheng Zun martial arts practice, the master was very strict, rarely let him play, now I heard the lively sound on the boat, saw the vague and noisy scene, curiosity and playfulness also came up.

"Hey, there's a boater over there. Wang Xiaohu said curiously.

They saw the painting boat, and the people in the painting boat naturally noticed the two people standing by the lake, no, the boat next to the painting boat untied the cable, and a figure rowed towards Ma Xiaoming with an oar.

After getting closer, Wang Xiaohu found that it was a young and slender woman in white who was rowing, with a slender and moving figure, but her face was covered with a white veil, which made it difficult to see her true face.

"Two sons, my master is invited. The fair woman said a thousand blessings and opened her mouth to invite. The woman's voice was crisp and pleasant, very beautiful.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. Ma Xiaoming also bowed and knocked on Wang Xiaohu beside him, this kid has been looking at people since the fair woman appeared, and the fair woman was a little embarrassed and turned sideways to avoid it.

"Oh, okay, Brother Sima. Wang Xiaohu finally reacted and jumped on the boat first, just whispering a few words in Ma Xiaoming's ear before jumping on the boat.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect this kid Xiaohu to be so smart...... Ma Xiaoming's expression on his face remained unchanged, but he had already given a thumbs up to Wang Xiaohu's performance in his heart and gave thirty-two likes!

Because, Wang Xiaohu secretly told him: "Brother Sima, the situation is not right, her rowing speed is too fast." ”

It's really weird, there is a lot of distance from the shore, and the boat has just untied the cable, and it rowed to the shore so quickly, and the rowing boat is still a woman, and anyone with a little observation will doubt it, right?

After all, in this world where demons are dancing wildly, people's alertness will be infinitely higher, except for those men who insist on ****.

At Wang Xiaohu's age, he has such an ability to observe, Ma Xiaoming has to admire Sheng Zunwu's proper training, and the "Divine Eye Demon Knife" is really not covered.

It's just that Wang Xiaohu's own talent is also extraordinary, even if he is still young, he is also amazingly observant, ordinary children, at Wang Xiaohu's age, if there are no parents and teachers to supervise, it is easy to be distracted, put his homework aside, and run out to play.

"It's a pity. Ma Xiaoming sighed secretly, no longer thinking about it, and jumped on the boat. He has been with Xiaohu for a long time, and he also has the idea of accepting Xiaohu as a disciple.

It's just that Sheng Zunwu has already become Xiaohu's master, and under his teaching, Xiaohu has grown rapidly, and he is already a young chivalrous man who can take charge of himself, but there is still too little experience in the rivers and lakes.

The wind blows the lotus fragrance, and the water of the West Lake flows. The oars rippled one after another, and soon the boat was on the boat.

As soon as he got on the boat, the scene on the painting boat shocked Wang Xiaohu's heart.

The original imaginary scene of the guests pushing the cups and changing the lamps did not appear, but a group of demons wearing the costumes of dignitaries and nobles were eating meat and drinking wine, but the wine and meat were not ordinary rice wine and beef.

The "wine" was clearly bowls of dark red blood, and those demons with fish heads, shrimp heads, and even crab heads drank happily.

The "meat" is even more bizarre, not after any cooking, but with a lot of bright red blood, at a glance you know that it has only been served after preliminary processing, if you use fashionable words, then this "meat" is the ultimate beauty of medium-rare meat.

There is only singing and dancing, but human beings are performing, but ......

It's not a living person, an illusory body, a numb expression on his face, and that kind of body that is skinny to the bone. What kind of figure is that, more than a dozen women, the waist is only three inches wide, and the dance movement is so powerful, it makes people feel that these women will break their waists at any time.

"Sima Daxia, when we meet for the first time, we are disappointed!" A loud voice suddenly came.

Four or five tables were placed randomly, and on one of the tables in the middle, a person with a dragon head was drinking, and two beautiful women beside him were accompaniing, and it was this person with a head and a body who spoke.

"Where, where, but we took the liberty of disturbing it. Ma Xiaoming gave a salute, without the slightest hint of timidity, but pulled Wang Xiaohu towards the table in the middle.

Walking to the table, squeezing away the two shrimp-headed monsters, Ma Xiaoming took Wang Xiaohu Yi to sit down, ignoring the demons around him.

"Sima Daxia is really bold!" The leading man sitting on the main seat did not feel embarrassed at all, but his face was full of appreciation, and he directly raised the wine glass in his hand and toasted Ma Xiaoming.

It's just that Ma Xiaoming didn't feel happy, and no one would be happy to be praised by the monster, not to mention that the expression on the face of this dragon head man was even more hideous when he laughed.

Ordinary people will definitely have nightmares at night when they see it, but of course, it is difficult to say whether there will be a chance to go home and have nightmares after seeing this expression.

The expression on the dragon leader's face froze, because Ma Xiaoming didn't mean to raise a glass at all.

Suddenly, the whole scene cooled down, and then a shouting and scolding sounded. (To be continued.) )