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Lord Nine?Song Jiudi rolled his eyes.

Li Shishi was not too surprised, took the jade flute handed over by Wuqian, tapped the back of Song Shijiu's soft hand, and went with her to find the mountain temple.

Miss Tu was thinking about the stewed pig's feet at home, and hurriedly said goodbye. After a lively meal, A Yin and A Luo were left in the room.

Ah Luo washed his hands and watered the flowers, Ah Yin leaned against the table and flipped through her books, then sat down on the desk with his hands propped up, with his unreliable high-heeled shoes on his toes, and knocked on the table lightly and repeatedly foot.She squinted and looked at the person in front of her, with her waist tightly grasped, her soft and weak shoulders, and even her lips were pale with only a pitiful amount of powder, as if she had just applied it inadvertently.

If in the past, she would have looked down on such a listless girl, she was stubborn since she was a child, and then she became arrogant, her lips should be as red as peony, and the corners of her eyes should be as bright as gold leaf, and if she is a thief, she should be the first thief in the world to tie her hair. To be a prostitute, to be the most coquettish prostitute in the world.

But once or twice, no matter whether he was mentally or physically, he would always fall in front of people who had nothing to drink, never asked her, and kowtowed to himself with a thud, the pain made her dizzy, and the pain made her gnash her teeth.

"If you have anything to ask, just ask." Ah Luo said.

A Yin said: "Is this your first time?"

The branches cover half of Ah Luo's face, even the scattered shadows and lights are very beautiful.She lifted the water bottle in her hand and turned her head sideways: "Yes."

A Yin's chest gave a slight "buzz", as if surprised, but also as if she was sidelined. She thought about it carefully, and it seemed that she had never had a single thing in her life, so naturally she didn't dare to expect too much. I am the "number one" that no one else can talk about in more than [-] years.

She folded her legs and raised her hands to tie her ears and hair.

On the contrary, Ah Luo smiled and asked her: "What?"

Ayin didn't believe it: "You have lived for a long time, and you have never tasted it?"

Ah Luo said sincerely: "I don't ask about human affairs, and I don't know if my dark energy can stand up to ordinary people."

"Where are the ghosts? Where are the ghosts from Taishan Mansion?"

"As Yama of the Ten Temples, I am naturally a bit prudent." A Luo said.

The beautiful woman who was as beautiful as spring was so happy that she jumped off the table with her backhand, took two steps back and forth with her pointed heels, leaned against the beam, and looked at her with her eyes: "If you are For the first time, I won't treat you badly."

Although Ah Luo was the one who worked hard just now, because of this "first time", Ah Yin actually had some not-so-casual thoughts.

Ah Luo raised his handsome face slightly, and looked at her questioningly.

"What do you like? Rouge? Gouache? Clothes from the Garment Bureau?" Ayin was pulling the silk, and a kiln sister seemed to be a bit of a benefactor.

"No." Ah Luo shook his head.

"If you think it's good." She paused, still bent over to water the flowers, and said softly after a while: "Next time, just don't yell at the other side, it will be fine."

next time?A Yin Youyou raised her eyebrows, and returned her thoughts to the previous sentence without thinking carefully.

——If you feel good.This sentence is often heard in tailor shops in the south of the city, jewelry stores in Gulou Street, and new sugar triangles at tea stalls. When the shopkeeper passes over the wrapped oil paper, this sentence will always come.

These words come from the mouth of the person in front of you at this time and place, so inappropriate, yet so exciting.Inexplicably, it brings a three-point unfamiliar politeness, shyness that hesitates to speak, conscientious and cautious, and the careful thought that eagerly hopes to be recognized when holding out something.

The ironing makes the pores feel comfortable.Ayin pulled the corners of her lips, and put the shawl on her head thoughtfully.

Under the eaves, new swallows hold mud and build their nests in the haze of mist and rain. Li Shishi holds an umbrella and carries Song Nineteen, walking on the mountain road with one foot deep and one foot shallow. There are not many temples, so after a lot of searching, I found a small one at the foot of Xiangji Temple on Yuquan Mountain, southwest of Yufeng Pagoda.

This mountain temple has been around for some years, and it seems that there is no more incense. The mottled walls show the decay of years of disrepair, but the blue tiles are washed bright by the rain, as if there is some hospitality to welcome guests.

Li Shishi and Song Shijiu didn't bother to go in and have a look at the mountain god's old man, so they went straight to the backyard. Li Shishi handed the umbrella to Song Shijiu, took out his jade flute and wiped the opening with his thumb. , was about to put it to his lips, but was stunned by the sound of rain hitting plantains.

Song Nineteen watched helplessly as the omnipotent Li Shiyi put down the jade flute near his lips, and asked her hesitantly, "Miss A Luo, did you ever say, what are you playing?"

Song Nineteen pursed his lips twice, feeling that the question was very beautiful.

Li Shishi saw her in a daze, knowing that she was hopeless, sighed loosely, tapped the jade flute in the palm of his hand, then leaned his neck to look at the tiles, and suddenly said: "You play. "

Since Ah Luo asked her to bring the "Nine Masters", there must be a reason.

Song Shijiu was startled, and exchanged the paper umbrella for her, took the jade flute casually, brought it close to his lower lip under Li Shishi's indifferent eyes, put his hands up, and did not know what kind of showmanship he was putting on.She looked away, and suddenly felt that she was terrible. She didn't know what to brag about, but every inch of her body believed in Li Shishi's request, as if she was in front of her from the hair to the tip of her toes. People bow their heads and bow their heads.

She watched carefully as she blew a few dry staccatos, like whimpering, piercing the ears of the plantain being knocked down. She disturbed the rain, disturbed the paper umbrella, disturbed the green trees and green tiles The mountain god, and Li Shishi, who was standing with an umbrella, disturbed her with his eyes.

Song Nineteen lowered his rain-soaked eyelashes, and soon fanned them out like a new butterfly spreading its wings. His eyes, as bright as the morning sun, looked at Li Shishi. Scrape lightly on the bamboo handle.

Fingers scattered like bamboo shoots, a beautiful and melodious tune drilled out of the small hole, the voice soared into the sky, Song Shijiu's straight eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes were faintly powdered, Li Shishi's The dark pupils dilated, and then the surprise was hidden in the tight lips.

She had a strange and long-lost curiosity. In this rainy mountain forest, she looked at the clean and tender girl in front of her, and had the urge to find out.What is the name of this piece, when did she learn it, what kind of memories would she have when she played it, and who had the blessing of listening to it.

She suddenly realized that she had taken her out, raised her, and seen her every year, but she had never owned her.She couldn't help laughing because she had the idea of ​​"owning", she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth and lowered her head.

The Sleeping Frog jumped violently, and an unremarkable tile under the eaves was pushed up, like a small tent. A spirit snake as thick as a little finger swam out of the gap. After pinching it off, the green snake propped up its upper body, looked around like a child in the rain, gave a soft "ah", and respectfully said: "Master Ninth."

Song Nineteen was extremely surprised that this snake could understand human speech.

Song Nineteen put down the flute, and waited for the little snake to climb down along the beam of the house, and hurriedly swam up to her, stood up, stretched its body extremely long, as if trying to reach her, and then said: "Master Nine summons, what can I order?"

The voice was immature and hoarse, like a child choked by smoke.

Song Nineteen squatted down with crooked eyebrows, knocked its head with the jade flute, and asked it in a low voice: "Are you listening to me?"

The little snake doubted: "Naturally."

Take the accent and tune, cadenced, like an ancient man.

Song Nineteen let out a laugh, looked up at Li Eleven and smiled: "You have paper figurine baby, I have little green snake, look, let's..."

"What?" Li Shishi stood upright, holding an umbrella in one hand.

Song Nineteen blushed a little, bit his lips and looked at the little snake, picked a leaf as an umbrella for it, and asked it very softly, "Is it a good match?"

The word "ah" is the sound of breath, hidden in the sound of rain.

"Yes." The little snake didn't understand, and nodded instinctively.

Song Shijiu's Huanqin was about to flow out of the crooked silkworm, Li Shishi coughed softly on it, and said: "Speak business."

Song Nineteen nodded, patted the little snake's head, smiled and asked it: "You pass a message to Concubine Yu, I'll use her nose, okay?"

The little green snake took the order, put down the umbrella and saluted, then froze on the spot as if in a trance, stiffened as if dead, and remained silent for a long time.

The two of them waited for a while, until the rain and fog were about to subside and the sky cleared up, only then did they see the little snake spit out the letter, opened his eyes and said, "Please close your eyes, my lord."

Song Shijiu lowered his eyelids according to his words, and only smelled a burst of strange fragrance. He quickly penetrated his nostrils, attacked the city along the bridge of his nose, and finally reached Tianlinggai. The words exploded in his head, making Song Nineteen clutch his brows and burst into tears for a moment.

Seeing that her expression was different, Li Shiyi hurriedly put the umbrella aside and squatted down, and asked her, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Song Nineteen sneezed, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't even speak clearly: "Wait, wait."

She wiped away tears, the heels of her palms were still pressed against the center of her forehead, her facial features were out of place, and it was very difficult for her to return to her previous description. Li Shiyi's palms were sweating, and he laid them on his knees to look at her Seeing that she gradually calmed down, her small nose fluttered slightly, and the eyes staring at her changed a little, she paused, and said, "You smell so sweet."

Li Shiyi glanced at her, stood up, picked up the umbrella and walked back.

Song Nineteen said goodbye to the little green snake, and jumped up to keep up with her skirt.

People say that the five senses are connected, with a sensitive nose, even the eyes are much better. Everything seems to be fished out of the water in Song Shijiu's eyes, and it is extremely clear. She leans on Li Shishi and looks around. Look, it turns out that the leaves that have been wiped by the windshield are so fragrant, the soil smells so rich and fat, and the stones also have the smell as sharp as a gun barrel. It turns out that Li Shishi's body fragrance is a thousand times stronger than she imagined more charming.

Between her fingers are the straightness of the pen and inkstone, the mellowness of the book, the fresh fragrance of the rice, the calmness of the talisman paper, and the unique smell of tobacco. The raw rhinoceros and basil lure the eagerness in her flesh and blood, and it is hard to let go of a glass of white wine. Indistinguishable, wormwood pulled her into the mortal world, giving her all the emotions and desires that can be imagined.

Her lips, her nose, her eyebrows, her eyes, through layers of scents, disturbed Song Nineteen's mind one after another.

She raised her hand to cover her nose, almost unable to hold it back.

Song Nineteen didn't quite know that Concubine Yu, as a snake girl, besides her spirit nose, possessed a three-pointed lazy snake charm, which added another layer of affection to her sweetheart.

She couldn't help but went over, took Li Shishi's arm, and carefully placed her face on her shoulder. Li Shishi glanced at her sideways, and she said softly, "I'm a little dizzy."

Li Shishi was afraid that she would have a rejection reaction because of the new nose, so he didn't push her too much, and just let her hold her hand.

Song Nineteen leaned on her and walked slowly, and suddenly felt some emotion, recalling the days when she was hugging her, it seemed like a lifetime ago, she closed the corners of her lips, and sighed: "You haven't hugged me for a long time. "

Because it was only her and her this time, she dared to act coquettishly so blatantly.

She thought that Li Shishi would not pay attention to her nonsense, but she heard Li Shiyi move her thin lips and opened her mouth, her voice was as pale as the cool weather: "Didn't you hug me yesterday?"

Song Nineteen's ears moved, and his face lightly rubbed against her smelly shoulder, stained with a light layer of powder.

She didn't say anything more, she just pulled the corners of her mouth faintly.

It turned out that in Li Shishi's cognition, it was not a careless waist hug, it was a genuine hug.