painting robbery

The Luming Banquet officially started, and Zhanyan was full of people.

Ten banquet hosts also sat down at the main seats, from right to left, six seats from the aristocratic family, and four seats from the rest, namely Fang Hongde, the Zhi family, the Shao family, Jingwei Nuguan, the You family, the Xu family, Changshengtian, Yuanyinliu, the Nie clan and the owner of the floating bridge.

Among them, Jingwei female crown is the female teacher Gaode of Luoxinzhai, Changshengtian is the pope of Cangtian religion in northern Xinjiang, and the owner of the pontoon bridge is the owner of the pontoon bridge of a large power around Youlu Tianzhu. She is very mysterious, although she has appeared many times In front of everyone, no one dared to say that he had seen the real owner of the pontoon bridge.

Ten people are sitting in harmony with each other.

In the crowd, Yuan Yinliu was dressed in a gold and silver thread shirt, the silver light was soft, the golden light was bright, and with a little movement, the light burst out, shining in the eyes, making people want to ignore it.

Now, he keeps smiling, and so does his bird.

Suddenly there were a few bangs from the position on the left. The patriarch of the Shao clan took out the tortoise shell and threw it on the table. With his eyes slightly closed, he pinched his fingers and smiled: "The hexagram is not beneficial. I am watching a big event at the banquet."

The Shao family is good at divination, and each generation of patriarchs has the reputation of "Yi Jun".

The You Clan specializes in vertical and horizontal skills, and the current patriarch's name is not happy. At this moment, he said with a smile: "It's not beneficial to fight between dragons and tigers. If you stand out, you will be lucky. Yijun, a big event has happened!"

The rest of the people all laughed.

You Bule turned sideways again, and asked Yuan Yinliu, "Who is the leader today in Xilou?"

Yuan Yinliu said with a smile: "The feast is nine days old, and one game is not over yet. Even if I open my eyes, I don't know who will win the championship. The patriarch made things difficult for me."

After he finished speaking, he opened his fan, covered his face with the fan, hid behind the fan and yawned boredly, before closing his mouth, his eyes met Fang Hongde who was looking over.

At this time, it was too late to be serious, and Yuan Yin changed his yawn into a smile, and gave Fang Hongde a bright smile.Jiaojiao on his shoulder is unconscious, still pawing at Yuanyinliu's clothes with his paws, stretching his neck to peck at the melons and fruits on the plate, complaining while eating: "It's really not good, it's not good, they sent birds, sent Brother Yuan! The color Taoist is gone too!"

Yuan Yinliu coughed.

Fang Hongde smiled, with a little connivance towards his nephew and younger generation: "It's almost time, so why not go down and take a walk to see if there are any newcomers worth noting in this year's Lu Ming Banquet."

Yuan Yinliu put down his fan and said with a smile, "I'll go ahead, everyone, let's talk slowly."

On and off the court, each is lively.

At the same time, Yan Zhenci was wandering around the Lu Ming Banquet.

He entered here at the beginning of the deer crowing banquet, and saw a winding waterway, the waterway spiraled down from the distant mountains, the water flow was turbulent, and the lotus cups flowed past.The literati sitting on both sides of the waterway take a lotus cup, drink a glass of lotus wine, answer a lotus question, and then ask a lotus question.

Pushing the cup and changing the cup like this is infinitely elegant.

Yan Zhenci looked interesting, looked around and saw no supervisor, so he calmly entered the table and took a lotus cup.

The lotus is a real lotus.

Mixed pink and white, ready to bud, a handful of green green wine in the pistil, tastes sweet in the mouth, but has some aftertaste.

After Yan Zhenci finished tasting the wine, he went to the questions.

I saw that the title was inscribed on one of the petals of the lotus flower, and the person who wrote the title used needles to pierce holes in the petals. Each character is composed of tiny pinholes. The law must first come from God. What is God?"

This……

After pondering the words and words, I always feel that this seems to be both a problem of doctors and a problem of Taoism.He pondered for a while, used the pen as a substitute, and wrote the answer on the other petal.The answer fell into the petals, but seeing the brilliance on the lotus flower turn, the previous questions and answers disappeared, and the petals were clean again, only the color of the petals was two points brighter.

He looked at the color of the lotus in the water again, the lighter ones were chased by others, while the darker ones took a long time to be picked up by people, and he suddenly understood: the darker the color, the more people will ask questions, so the more difficult it is.

After thinking about this section, Yan Pillow made a list on the petals and asked the latter: "Today there is a parrot, I killed it and ate its neck, and I can eat a few paragraphs." After writing it, I wrote it again in smaller characters, " This question is very easy, thank you."

Then, the lotus flower cup was put back into the water, and it was picked up by the other hand before turning a waterway.

Yan Zhenci looked at the situation, but saw a carefree person picking up the flower cup and silently facing the lotus petals for a long time, before he raised his pen and brushed it.

This man's beard covered most of his face, his beard was tangled, and his face was weathered.The clothes were washed and turned white, and they were often patched. They looked like they had been down and out.But his palms are like palm-leaf fans, his five knuckles are thick, and his figure is extremely straight. There is no aura of literati in his whole body, but he feels like a rough and uneducated but not superficial external kung fu practitioner.

As soon as Yan Zhenci's eyes fell on this person, the person immediately looked back vigilantly.The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the sound of flapping wings suddenly sounded from above their heads.

Yan Zhenci looked up, and saw the blue bird holding the flower, and the petal in its mouth was the answer written by the middle-aged Luotuo just now.He stretched out his hand to take it, and looked carefully, only to see that there were written on the petals: "There are more than ten paragraphs. This question is very difficult, why thank you!"

But you haven't got it right yet.Yan Zhenci couldn't help laughing.

He accepted the lotus petals, stopped paying attention to the answerer, stood up, and walked in other directions.

The curved water still flows, and the blue birds fly from time to time.Not long after Yan Zhenci turned around, another blue bird flew down from the sky, came to Luotuo man, pecked at Luotuo man's wrist, and wanted to throw the petal in its beak into Luotuo man's palm.

The leisurely man was not in a hurry.He stared thoughtfully at the back of Yan Zhenci's departure, until the figure disappeared among the flowers and trees, then he pressed his arm to suppress the pimples that appeared due to tension.

Then he opened his palm and took the petals from the blue bird.

The petals unfolded, and writing appeared, on which it was written:

"Everything is properly arranged. The things brought by the guests of the Luming Banquet have been put into Nie Jinglun's soup pot."

The words caught his eyes, and the corners of the lips of the unruly man who were covered by his beard slightly raised.

He held the lotus post that every guest of the Luming Banquet must carry.Lianhuatie is made of century-old lotus heart wood. It is a rectangular wooden plaque the size of a palm. Wearing it on the body, it has the benefits of producing fragrance and warding off evil spirits.

As for the downside...

The Luotuo man put the lotus flower close to his nose and took a deep sniff.

Scents can mask other scents, after all.

Then, he threw away the lotus sticker, raised his hand, and picked up another blue bird.

The blue bird landed in his palm, and also dropped a petal, and he unfolded the petals, which also recorded words that should not appear at the deer crowing feast:

"Nie's kitchen has the loosest defense, which is different from the rest."

Ten hosts, ten kitchens.

When he started, the Luotuo man thought about where to break through, considered several times, and finally chose to listen to the words of a well-known "wise man".

"Back then, I forged a surname for the family that was not inferior to Youlu Zhibao... After all, it has not fallen. Now it seems that the Luming Banquet is the host, but it is the last bit of face obtained from the Dachen Plate. I don’t know how annoying it is.” The Luotuo man smiled and said softly to himself, “It’s ridiculous, I was born in a family, but I can’t see through it at a glance, and I need you to explain it. But how did you know it? This You Lu has big and small secrets? Your former master, the descendant of the original mansion—"

"How much does he know better than you?"

During the questioning, the casual man's fingers landed between his chest and abdomen.

Under the clothes, a book lay quietly here.

The name of a wise man is called "Book of Heaven".

Going forward, the water is deep and the flowers and trees are lush. Here is to perform the celestial astrology, which is easier than divination.

Suddenly, the sound of profuse music blows through the flowers and trees and enters the ears.

The words and pillow words that wandered all the way stopped and listened carefully, only listening to the sound of the piano, sometimes like high mountains and flowing water, empty valleys and orchids;He looked forward again, and saw that behind the flowers and trees, the mountains were high and the water was slow, and the high pavilion stood there. It was a small otherworldly place, and there was a woman in green shirt sitting cross-legged. The "clang" sound broke everything and brought the piano sound to an abrupt end.

Then, the lazy voice of Yuan Yinliu came: "It's boring, let's go down."

The man who played the qin covered his face with his sleeve and retreated in shame.

Yan Zhenci felt that this person actually played quite well... He was a little suspicious that he was not familiar with rhythm, so he mistook the fish eyes for pearls, but after a short pause, he heard the people on the left and right sighing: "Oh, even Xiaoqin None of Xianning's silent music can reach the ears of Xilou, and no one in this club can win!"

It's not that I haven't heard good music.Think in words.

Someone on the left and right answered in frustration: "But if no one wins, there will be no final banquet master's advice. Even if we catch up with the original Xilou to come to the Luming Banquet, we will never have the chance to hear the fairy sound of the Xilou."

Hey, so I really haven't heard good music?He pondered over the words again, then he raised his eyes and looked at the exquisite and unique pavilion, thoughtfully:

But now, it looks like a good opportunity.

Inside the tall pavilion, there is a cool breeze.

There was an iced soul drink on the table, and the soul-suppressing incense was lit next to it, and everything was prepared by Fang Hongde for the original sound flow.

The original sound stream yawned.

Bingpo drink clears the heart and lungs, and soul-suppressing incense calms the mind. He is a little sleepy...Suddenly there is a click of the window opening, and Yuan Yinliu closes his eyes, weakly: "Good master, do you count from the time we meet? How many times have you ignored the front door and just walked through the window?"

If you count the words carefully, the number of times is really quite a lot.He acted as if nothing had happened: "You stayed here for a long time, but did you hear any outstanding melodies?"

The original sound flow closed his eyes: "Not yet."

Words of speech: "I think the girl in the green shirt played pretty well just now. Don't you like the flying dance of Gan Dha Po? Compared with the two, the girl in the green shirt may not be much worse."

Yuan Yinliu lay sore all over, but he was too lazy to move. He slumped on the chair and said slowly: "Fei Tianwu is valuable in the combination of dance and martial arts. It is novel and interesting. I naturally appreciate it. The woman's rhythm just now is eager to find I agree, destroying the original sound that she can play, and failing to play a new sound, of course I don’t like it.”

Yan Zhenci walked forward calmly, tapped his shoulders and squeezed his legs for the original sound flow, and by the way, he sighed in his heart that this guy's arms are so thin that he can poke a hole with a single finger. Before he finished feeling, there was a sound of flapping wings It sounded, followed by Jiaojiao's terrified cry: "Naughty ghost, what do you want! Sexy ghost, you bully Brother Yuan!"

Words and words: "..." He asked the original sound stream, "How about I burn this bird?"

Yuan Yinliu closed his eyes lazily and did not answer.Jiaojiao is not afraid of words, she stopped on Yuan Yinliu's shoulder, and shouted again and again: "The pervert even bullies the bird!"

Yan Zhenci endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and went to fight the parrot for three hundred rounds.In the small room, Jiaojiao went up to the sky and fell to the ground, her feathers flying wildly, first she refused to admit defeat and kept yelling "pervert", then seeing that she couldn't escape, she immediately begged for mercy and said "Little bird will never dare again".

But it was too late, words and pillows had already caught it.Then open the window and throw the bird, all in one go.

Yan Zhenci let out a long breath: "The roots of the ears are clean."

Jiaojiao's voice came from behind: "This will throw me away, friend, you are so cruel!"

Word pillow words: "???"

He turned around suddenly, so fast that he almost dodged his waist, and saw Yuan Yinliu on the couch, maintaining his original lazy look, with his eyes half-closed, seemingly asleep.

The words were in a trance for a while.

Did the sound just now come from the front or from the back?

Was it the original sound flow or Jiaojiao who spoke just now?

who I am?where am i?what am i doing?

After a full quarter of an hour, Yan Zhenci finally calmed down with a few cups of tea.He returned to the original sound stream again, thinking back to his plan when he first came up: "That woman in the green shirt... the woman in the green shirt has such a good sound, how amazing is the original sound?"

As he spoke, he finally regained his senses, stretched out his hand again, and beat Yuan Yinliu's shoulders and back.

The force coming from his body was neither light nor heavy, and the original voice let out a comfortable moan. He rubbed Yan Zhenci's hand, and then completely relaxed. He didn't open his eyes until Yan Zhenci pinched his whole body. Suddenly smiled: "Oh, master just say so if he wants to listen to good music, will my disciple still be stingy?"

His mind was right, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand and sat aside: "Listen carefully."

Only then did Yuan Yinliu get up, clapped his hands to call for people, and brought up a Guqin, which landed on the piano stand.

Yan Zhenci looked forward, and saw that the body of the piano was like ancient wood, and the strings were like frost. Apart from that, there were not many decorations, which was far from the usual hobbies of the original sound stream.

Before he could think about anything, Yuan Yinliu put his hands down on the qin, plucked it with his fingers, when the strings rose, the silver bottle broke; when the strings fell, the jade beads struck.When the string starts, the voiceless young Fengming sings, and when the string falls, the dumb candle sleeps in the shade.

The hustle and bustle around, the troubled thoughts in my heart, all suddenly calm down at this moment.

The sound entered my ears, and the words and pillows that I only wanted to listen to in my spare time were caught in my heart without any precautions. I was completely absorbed, and I couldn't distract myself from the rest. Only the figure in front of me and the sound of the piano occupied my mind. All gaps.

The voice doesn't seem to be in the ears, but it seems to fall in the soul; the hands don't seem to be plucking on the strings, as if they are plucking in the heart.

At this moment, trembling came from within his body, shaking his hands, feet and body together, like passion or desire, overwhelming his master with turmoil.

The sound of the piano sounded from the high pavilion, and the curtains were opened, carried by the wind, and spread throughout the Luming Banquet.

Nine banquet masters, thousands of banquet guests, tens of thousands of servants, and countless people from aristocratic families who came to watch the Luming Banquet, heard the sound of the piano at the same time, and were also moved by the ethereal sound that came from nowhere at the same time. confused!

Those who chatted forgot words, those who played chess dropped their pieces, and those who counted made mistakes.

The big deer crowing feast completely silenced the sound of a zither, until the zither sound came with the wind, and then went away with the wind, it was still quiet for a long time, as if he couldn't bear to disturb the fairy music that was still vaguely lingering in his ears.

Until the original sound of playing the piano appeared at the banquet chairman together with the words and pillow words, and looked at the quiet crowd and said "Hey": "Why, the red sun is in the middle, everyone is not ready to have lunch?"

Everyone opened their eyes, and their eyes turned around Yuan Yinliu's body quickly or slowly.

Fang Hongde's gaze stayed the longest.He looked at the original sound stream and smiled slightly, with some implicit pride and purer joy in his smile, and replied: "It's ready." Then, he picked up the small hammer and tapped it lightly on the rock, and the sound spread all over the place. Banquet, "it's noon, everyone, please stop fighting for a while and have dinner first."

After saying that, the servants hidden in the corner came out in full force, like a group of ants busy, but after a while, they carried out the food tables one by one in an orderly manner, so that all the guests who came to the Luming Banquet sat behind them.

Afterwards, fine nectar and jade liquid, delicacies and gourmet delicacies, filled the dining table like flowing water.

Above the main table, the banquet hosts are also full of food, but they are different from each other: the Jingwei female crown table is full of rare vegetables and fruits, the Changshengtian table is full of various meats, and the floating bridge host is the most delicate. Everything makes people unable to guess the prototype.

Nie Jinglun is used to being the first to do everything, so when the banquet started, he was the first to pick up the bowl and took a sip of his daily sweet soup: "After half a day of the banquet, I noticed that some of the guests were extraordinary... eh, eh? "

Sitting on the chair, Nie Jinglun's skin suddenly turned black. He covered his throat with his hands. After the sound of "clack", a large amount of black liquid suddenly gushed out of his mouth. " with a sound, overturned the table case, and fell headlong from the chair to the ground!