Peach Fortune Ring

The woman in red hesitated for a while, and finally chose to put away her long sword, and sat down in front of the bonfire, but her face was faintly guarded, obviously she did not let go of Song Yan's lying to her.

Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, while flipping the roasted hare in his hand, he said: "Shen Shaoyan, this is my wife Su Niang, I don't know what to call the girl?"

"Shen Shaoyan?"

The woman in red felt vaguely familiar, but after thinking about it for a while, she really couldn't remember where she had heard the name before, so she stopped thinking about it. She first glared at Song Yan, and then her eyes fell on Su Niang, secretly said, this guy How can He De can marry such a beautiful woman as his wife.

When Su Niang heard that Song Yan introduced her as his wife, a sweet look flickered at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled and nodded slightly to the woman in red.

Facing Su Niang's overtures, the woman in red couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "This sister is so beautiful."

"My sister is also very beautiful." Su Niang replied quickly.

"Really?" The woman in red finally showed a smile on her face, but immediately added another sentence: "It is a blessing that this guy can marry you in ten lifetimes."

"No...no!" Su Niang waved her hands again and again: "It is Su Niang's blessing that she has cultivated in her ten lifetimes to be loved by the young master."

"Actually, this one is right. It is a blessing I have cultivated in ten lifetimes to be favored by Su Niang." Song Yan interjected with a smile.

"Hmph, I know how to coax girls with sweet words." The woman in red said nothing.

Song Yan smiled and said nothing, but Su Niang explained seriously: "My sister misunderstood, the young master is very good to Su Niang."

Seeing Su Niang defending Song Yan so much, the woman in red couldn't help but rolled her eyes, but she didn't say anything bad about Song Yan: "By the way, my name is Murong Keke, Su Niang must remember."

"I met Sister Murong."

"Sister Su Niang, you are welcome."

The more the two girls chatted, the more polite they became. However, as they chatted, they couldn't help looking at Song Yan's roasted hare, because after applying the seasoning, the hare had already exuded an irresistible aroma.

"Cuckoo."

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded.

The three subconsciously looked at Murong Keke.

Sensing Song Yan's gaze, Murong Keke couldn't help but glared at him from embarrassment and said, "What are you looking at, this girl has been chasing and killing those bandit leaders for several days, so it's okay if you don't eat much!"

Song Yan did not refute, and tore off a piece of rabbit leg and handed it to her: "Try it, my craftsmanship is pretty good."

Murong Keke wanted to refuse, but the fragrance from the rabbit's legs was too strong, so she hesitated and took it: "I just know how to brag, I don't believe it."

Song Yan smiled, and tore off another rabbit leg and handed it to Su Niang.

"Thank you son." Su Niang replied with a sweet smile.

Four rabbit legs were just enough for four people to share. After handing Xiaohuan a rabbit leg, Song Yan also tore off a piece of rabbit leg and began to eat slowly.

As for Murong Keke, maybe it was because she was really hungry, or maybe the rabbit meat baked by Song Yan was too delicious, so she gnawed the rabbit leg after three times, but her eyes were on the rest of the roasted rabbit meat, but I am too embarrassed to ask for it.

"Here, take it!" Song Yan smiled, and tore off a third of the rabbit meat and handed it to her.

After receiving the rabbit meat from Song Yan, Murong Keke said stubbornly: "I... I just haven't eaten for a long time, in fact, this rabbit meat is so-so, far worse than the delicacy this girl has eaten. "

"No, I think the rabbit roasted by the son is delicious, Xiaohuan has never eaten such a delicious thing." Xiaohuan who was gnawing on the rabbit leg said vaguely.

Immediately, Murong Keke blushed.

When Song Yan heard this, he almost burst out laughing, but Su Niang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Miss, did I say something wrong?" Seeing Su Niang laughing, Xiaohuan asked in confusion.

"Eat your rabbit's legs, don't talk nonsense." Su Niang scolded in a low voice, and then said to Murong Keke: "Sister Murong, don't want Xiaohuan, Xiaohuan is an ignorant girl."

"No...it's okay, why would I argue with a maid...Hungry, cough cough...water, give me water quickly."

Perhaps because she ate too fast, a piece of rabbit meat got stuck in her throat.

Song Yan handed over the water bottle at the right time.

Murong Keke snatched it away, took a big gulp, and finally swallowed the rabbit meat in her throat.

"Sister Murong, are you okay?" Su Niang asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine." Murong Keke was very embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole in the ground and go down, she thought to herself, she must have made that guy laugh again.

The rest of the rabbit meat went into the stomachs of Murong Keke and Xiaohuan.

After eating and drinking, everyone had no intention of resting. Song Yan's heart moved, so he talked about a mythical novel in the real world: It is said that there is a mountain of flowers and fruits in the Aolai country of the East China Sea. The five-colored god stone under...

Yes, Song Yan is talking about Journey to the West, but he has not read the original book, but he has watched several TV series of Journey to the West.

Therefore, what he said was based on a combination of several TV versions of Journey to the West.

At first, Murong Keke was a little disapproving, but gradually, she was also attracted by the story of this monkey. When Song Yan told about Monkey King making troubles in the sky, the girl's eyes lit up, and she was inexplicably excited.

Su Niang clenched her two small fists tightly, her face full of worry.

When talking about Sun Wukong being thrown into the gossip furnace of the Taishang Laojun, Song Yan stopped abruptly and said with a smile: "Okay, that's all for today. If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

"What happened later? What happened to Monkey Sun? Was it refined by the alchemy furnace!" Seeing that Song Yan stopped talking, Murong Keke couldn't help asking.

Song Yan shook his head: "It's too late, let's rest as soon as possible!"

"You are so hateful, you are clearly a teaser!" Murong Keke said dissatisfied.

"Yes, young master, why don't you tell me another paragraph!" Su Niang also begged.

"Okay, then, I'll tell you one more paragraph, and rest after listening to this paragraph!" So Song Yan said again: "The old gentleman went to Tushita Palace, untied the Great Sage from the rope, put the lute bone piercer, and pushed it into the In the gossip furnace, the Taoist who watched the furnace and the boy who set the fire were ordered to fan the fire for smelting.

Unknowingly, after 49 days passed, the Laojun guessed that the heat was about the same, so he ordered the boy to turn on the Bagua furnace, but he did not expect that the great sage Equaling Heaven soared into the sky from the furnace, his eyes were full of divine light, but he was too old. Instead of refining the monkey, Jun's alchemy furnace allowed him to refine a pair of golden eyes...! "

In the end, Song Yan refused to talk about Sun Wukong being pushed into the foot of the Five Elements Mountain by Tathagata Buddha, and it was already early morning.

However, the three women are very concerned about Monkey King's fate, and have no intention of sleeping at all.

Begging again and again, seeing that Song Yan refused to speak again, Murong Keke rolled her eyes, looked at Song Yan like a demonstration, and said to Su Niang: "Sister Su Niang, how about we sleep together tonight?"

[Author's digression]: Thanks to [Mu Xiaoxue] [td80928997] for the two great rewards

Chapter 5 and Eight

Song Yan knew that this was Murong Keke's revenge for not continuing to talk about Journey to the West, and Su Niang was too thin-skinned to refuse Murong Keke's request, but when she walked into the tent, she turned her head and hugged Song Yan. With an apologetic look.

Song Yan smiled at her, signaling that she didn't need to care.

In the tent, Song Yan didn't sleep, but practiced cross-legged like an old monk in meditation.