Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

A poem shocked the audience.

When weeping a red branch, life is different from death. Gold tins fall into fragrant grass, and fragrant embroidery is full of spring breeze. In the old days, where I heard the flute, it was high in the crescent moon.

Everyone looked at them in unison, only to hear the Taoist say softly: Thank you for your love, the poor road is clear.

So his name is Qingquan!

Everyone thought subconsciously, such an extremely romantic word can be regarded as the number one lewd word in the world, no, lewd word Taoist; to say lewdness, that is an insult to Qingquan Daoist!

At the time of the chaos, no one found out why Qingquan's younger brother was called Yixiu, while his younger brother was called Yiyao.

In fact, some Taoist temples are not very particular, just like the legend of the sword and the fairy in the previous life, there are multiple lines of inheritance at the same time, so Taiwu and Yipin are brothers.

Qingquan Dao grew up, I'll be convinced!

After today, the name of Daoist Qingquan will spread throughout Dongling County, and even... spread throughout the entire Jin Kingdom!

It's an honor for me to witness a generation of romantic works with my own eyes. Daoist Qingquan is really romantic!

...

The words of compliment and admiration made Qingquan quite useful at the beginning, and I couldn't wait to thank my senior brother.

However, the more he listened, the more wrong he felt.

What pornography? What's the wind?

He raised his eyes to look at his senior brother, but saw Zhang Ming with a serious face, looking into the distance, as if it had nothing to do with him.

If you say it's pornography, then it's pornography. Qingquan's pornography has nothing to do with me!

He stood upright, hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

Qingquan: ???

Miss Caiwei asked curiously: Daoist Qingquan, what is another proper poem?

Just as Qingquan was about to answer, he immediately remembered that he was calling Yixiu now, so he could only open his mouth and swallow his saliva.

Zhang Ming waved his hand and said with a smile: It's hard to get into the hall of elegance, so I won't talk about the poor road. Everyone here is a person of literary style, but can you talk about which poem is the most beautiful?

Who would have thought that a dignified descendant of Daoism would even be regarded as the author of Eternal Love Poems.

No, that's Qingquan.

Qingquan felt a little bitter in his heart. My bet was that Yixiu became a preacher of obscene words. How could he be himself now?

At this time, the charming and charming woman who looked like a prostitute stepped out of the boat and said, Today's Spring Wave Poetry Competition is over, the guest officer who was not chosen by the picture is invited to the Chunxiang Garden to enjoy the dance!

Everyone looked eagerly at the three women on the boat, shook their heads and sighed, and went to the shore.

Girl Caiwei hurriedly picked up the yellow hydrangea and threw it far away to the handsome Taoist priest standing on the bow.

Zhang Ming caught it subconsciously, and was a little stunned: What do you mean, you really want to have sex with me?

The ceremony of lecturing the scriptures is just around the corner, and the Hehuan Sect and the Xiaohanshan Temple have long since colluded, and they may also have plots to hide in Chunxiang Garden. Since the other party was so invited, how could he not go.

The Spring Tide Poetry Contest came to an end.

However, just as everyone was about to leave, Bai Yao suddenly shouted: Hold on! The bet just now is still there! I have written it down, you owe me five taels of silver!

You, twelve!

You, one hundred taels!

...

Bai Yao pointed to the past one by one, making everyone's face turn blue, not bad, not bad either.

What's wrong with me, I was really gambling just now!

Can you not fulfill the contract, I, the one hundred taels I just called casually... It's not enough to sell me!

This Taoist priest, please let it go!

Everyone apologized.

However, Bai Yao could stare at them.

Zhang Ming also showed a smile, not worth his hard work, this trip to Nanling City can be regarded as a profit.

They said they had no money, but most of them were scholars from Changli Academy.

One by one they fled.

Bai Yao was holding a pile of white silver, and her eyes were laughing like crescent moons. If she was eating noodles in Xiangrun Lou, it would be enough to eat a hundred bowls, not a thousand bowls, right?

Ahem, Yiyao, this treasure is touching, it's not safe to carry on your body, so let's keep it for the teacher!

Saying that, Qingquan swept away her sleeves and put all the money she was holding into the universe in her sleeves.

Bai Yao suddenly pouted.

Chunchao Lake soon became empty, and only Zhang Ming and Qin Hao and Tang Yuanyuan were left.

At this time, the beautiful woman greeted me warmly, and warmly invited: The three young masters are really handsome, no wonder they are attracted by the girls. Please follow me from this side to the girls' flower room and talk about it.

Although Qin Hao and Tang Yuanyuan lost to Zhang Ming, they were favored by the two girls, Yuheng and Xueling. They couldn't hide their excitement and immediately stepped into Chunxiang Garden along the boat.

Junior brother, Yiyao, you all go back to Yijianmen to wait for me. I'll go back when I'm done, don't worry.

Zhang Ming stopped and said that the Spring Tide Poetry Competition just now was just to join in the fun, and the next thing is a tough battle.

Qingquan hurriedly shook his head: How about that, in case you are taken away by the three-mouthed female monster!

Bai Yao looked inside curiously: I'm not leaving either.

Zhang Ming's brain hurts.

At first glance, this Chunxiang Garden is not a good place, maybe it is the residence of the Hehuan Sect in Nanling City.

Going by myself, I am afraid that I will never die.

Two Taoist priests, why don't you rest in my room for a night, and it's not too late to go back tomorrow. The beautiful woman's eyes lit up when she heard the words Yijianmen.

Qingquan touched his head: I'm so sorry.

The charming woman's eyes seemed to be dripping with water, and she said with a winking smile: It's okay, there are so many people! Don't meet me, just call me Aunt Jing!

Seeing that Qingquan has happily agreed.

Zhang Ming shook his head and thought to himself: Forget it, Qingquan has a Yao protection, so it should be fine. I'll end the battle quickly, and by the way, I'll find out.

The three immediately entered Chunxiang Garden.

Zhang Ming was taken alone to a room paved with bright red petals, with a blue gauze tent, a red quilt, a round table of sandalwood, and a lute on the side, exuding a seductive fragrance everywhere.

This is Miss Caiwei's room?

Zhang Ming glanced at it, pushed open the window, and saw Chunchao Lake standing under the window, just right.

However, before he could take a closer look, he heard the door open with a creak, and walked into the girl Caiwei who had changed into a red dress, followed by a maid serving melons, fruits and jade.

Daoist Qingquan, it's still early, why don't you have a dance and a flute for you? Let's have a good time with the wine, drink the pulp and play in the water, and sleep with the quilt, how about it?

She said softly.

Zhang Ming heard the movement outside, and slowly retracted his sleeves that were about to be suppressed. There are so many people at this time, it is better to observe for a while and see the purpose of the other party.

Very good!

He said simply and neatly.

Seeing this, Miss Caiwei gently closed the door, flung her red sleeves, twisted her waist, and danced out in an enchanting dance, showing an unknown side.

This scene should only exist in the sky.

Rarely seen in the world.

Zhang Ming only felt that his eyes were full of red figures, and his head became dizzy and heavy, but he was immediately dispelled by the inextinguishable Heart Sutra that was included in his body.

This dance contains the illusion of the Acacia sect!

Zhang Ming squinted his eyes and decided to count, his head fell heavily on the table, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

Chunxiang Garden, a partial room on the second floor.

Qingquan and Bai Yao sat on both sides of the table, looking at the cold tea, a little bored.

Master, what did Shibo do?

Bai Yao couldn't help but ask.

Qingquan glanced at her: I don't know.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and she walked into Aunt Jing, a charming woman with a smile on her brows, and said, Oh, the Spring Fragrance Garden is full today, so the two of you have been waiting for a long time!

She glanced at the two of them and felt very satisfied. Tonight, these two pretty gentlemen are her own...

Qingquan looked up and asked, Where's my senior brother?

Why are you looking for a senior brother at this time! My little baby, the spring night is worth a thousand dollars! The charming woman threw a wink and sat on Qingquan's lap.

Qingquan was stunned, what does this mean?

The plump buttocks fell on the legs.

However, a crimson snake suddenly jumped out of the skirt and raised its head proudly: His!

Translation: Can't get in!

Qingquan has the same mind with him, and Bai Yao is proficient in the language of snakes. The two of them understood the meaning in no time, looked at Aunt Jing together, took a deep breath and called out, You are a man!

Bai Yao forgot to hide her voice.

The charming woman was taken aback by the red snake, and at the same time she stared at Bai Yao and shouted, You are a woman!

The two faced each other.

Murder suddenly spread out!