Drinking in the River of Forgetfulness

There is a hard object on the chest, which is wrapped in a thick skirt so warm and moist as jade. It is a conch that has hundreds of years of spiritual power from the little demon with a head of seaweed in Changsheng City.

I didn't dare to listen, as soon as I heard it, I would think of Ayu, and I would think that he had a life on his back.Maybe he has already carried tens of thousands of dead souls on his back, but only one of them died because of me.

Soft and fragrant juvenile.

Wen Jie dance is difficult, Donghan, Ayu.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Bai?" A fat figure jumped out of Huamanlou, wearing a red and purple shirt and gold jewels that made my eyes sore, isn't it Huamanlou's old procuress, Mama Qian.

Nodding reluctantly, I squinted my eyes and smiled, "Mother Qian, is Xianghan here today?"

"Yes, that delicate guest in the Hanyan Pavilion is waiting for Mr. Bai every day, and I hope that Mr. Bai will come to gather every day. You must know that the second son once said that Mr. is very intelligent, and it is not necessary to play dragons and phoenixes." Said. I have a gentleman here, but his face is gilded."

The second son is the second precious son of King Pingchang who governs Changzhou. The eldest son died early in the morning and fell into the river and drowned. The state dominates the state.

In Huamanlou, the loser who lost the most money in the Shuanglu fight with me was also the prodigal son, but he always salivated and gave me money.

Such a lack of two, why not do it.

I started walking, and Mother Qian hurriedly followed behind me, took the pannier from my back, and put a smile on her face, as if she had putty putty on her face.

Finally came to a quiet pavilion in the backyard of Huamanlou, there was a young boy humming softly with a gentle voice.

Tonight, He Xixi, the boat is in the middle of the stream.What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.Be ashamed and be good, don't be ashamed.I was so upset that I learned about the prince.There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king does not know it.

Donghan, this is a song you once sang, you said it was called Yueren Song.

I opened the door and opened Hanqian Pavilion, and I saw the singing boy, who was also the young girl shaking the golden tree in Huamanlou, Xianghan.

The boy turned around, with elegant eyebrows and eyes that had never opened, well-bred and courteous, "Mr. Bai, do you want to have a hand-to-hand conversation today, or two Mingqian Dragon Well?"

I slowly sat on the beauty couch beside me, waved my hand lightly, closed my eyes and said, "Don't stop, keep singing."

In fact, he has nothing to do with Donghan.

In the trance dream, it was Ayu who was holding me, with a smile on her enchanting jade face, holding the conch of the seaweed demon in one hand, looking at me, and whispering, "Xiaobai, what is your story hidden in this conch? "

I looked at him with a smile on my face, and was about to say that sentence, but suddenly I couldn't remember it, and after a long while, I still couldn't answer a word.

Ayu's smile gradually faded, and changed into a sad and cold face, staring straight at me, "Why, don't you remember? Didn't you want to tell me? You're an obedient person."

I was speechless, but Ayu's face slowly faded, replaced by a soft and fragrant embrace.

The young man was tall and tall, and Donghan's fingers brushed my face, his brows were unbearably frowned, "Xiaobai, soaked in the blood of the same race, my legs hurt, and so does my heart."

I grabbed the pink paper fan embroidered on his clothes and said with a smile, "If your legs are useless in the future, I will grow taller quickly and carry you on my back."

Suddenly, the eyes turned into the West Sea again, and the arrows in the distance were shining brightly. I lightened up, surrounded by the scattered clothes and satin pieces of Donghan, and the sweet smell of blood lingered on the tip of my nose. The wood has branches, and the heart pleases the king..."

You don't know.

I woke up from the dream, my face was haggard, I thought it was time for Qingdai to appear.There is a dark fragrance floating around, Xianghan is still humming and singing slowly, I caught a glimpse of a thin blanket covering my body, probably he did it for me.

I have had this fragmented dream many times, and when I wake up at night, there are always two faces lingering in my heart, flashing out frequently.

I looked at the little boy in front of me, Xianghan is considered a very beautiful girl in the mortal world, and she is a witty magistrate, no wonder she is so popular and always attracts prostitutes to spend a lot of money, Xianghan was gifted to me by the second son.

Seeing that I woke up, he stopped singing, stretched out his hand to pick up a stick of calming sandalwood and inserted it into the four-legged gilt enamel incense burner on the table, and then walked to my side, and said crisply, "Mr. Bai, the second son I was waiting for you in the Yaoguang Pavilion, and seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn't bother you, now that my husband is awake, it's time to go to the second prince's game."

I lowered my head and licked Xianghan's pretty little face, the taste was soft and sweet between my lips and teeth, exactly the same as the sugar cake in Baji Palace.

"Xiao Xianghan, when you are with me in the future, you don't have to laugh so far-fetched. I have broken sleeves, but I don't like people who are so much younger than me. I often hang out with you because you sing so well."

After finishing speaking, he raised his sore and limp limbs, jumped up, walked to the door easily, turned around and said to Xianghan who was clearly relieved, "In my heart, there are only two lonely graves left."

Then he stretched out his hand to close the door, sighing in his heart, sure enough I've been with this second son for a long time, does everyone look at me like a beast in clothes like him?I think before Wang Chuangu, who was not diligent in presenting gifts, burned incense and bathed outside the valley for seven days before being able to see me.

It's great now, he has really become a scumbag who is envied by everyone on the surface but abandoned by everyone behind his back.

I took out a silver needle from the Chengqi acupoint on my face to pick my teeth, and I walked slowly to the front of the Yaoguang Pavilion, with the singing of birds and swallows, faintly accompanied by the laughter of the Second Prince.

This is provocative.I twirled the thin silver needle and pushed open the door, probably because the current appearance was too slovenly, the laughter and laughter inside stopped immediately.

There was a soft voice, a corner of purple clothes was exposed in the red lips and jade arms, I drooped the corners of my mouth, and waved to the fragrant girls around me, "Go and prepare things." Those sisters and sisters were tired of it. Laughed and walked out.

The hairy man on the beauty's couch was full of fresh lip prints, his body was slender and thin, and his belt was loose, revealing a large piece of jade-like spring light. He was the second son of the beast in clothes, surnamed Lou and named Xi, but he had a very good skin.

I found a comfortable place to sit down and wrapped my legs and feet with a blanket. The weather has been cold and damp recently, with heavy snow coming, and my legs are more prone to pain, like an octogenarian old man with fallen teeth and wrinkled face.I also used this trick when I was eating and drinking everywhere in the early years, but mortals are mostly cold-hearted, seeing this poor beggar, it is a good thing not to break your broken leg.

Lou Xi grinned at me, his coquettish appearance was very similar to Ayu's capriciousness when he was playing tricks.Some obsequiousness is innate and seductive, such as A Yu and Lou Xi.Some coquettish attitudes are acquired in the future and are superficial, such as the madam in Huamanlou.

The red dress, the blue robe and the white ribbon are Ayu's awe-inspiring beauty holding the dry boat, but it is far away from me now.There is not much eternity in this world. You are looking for Kassapa, and I am an immortal mortal. The journey has not been long or short, and now I can only live in peace without disturbing you.

Lou Xi saw that I was not drooling with laughter as usual, so she slightly lifted the thin shirt on her body, and said with a smile, "Bai Er, don't you have that weak leg disease again?"

I nodded without being polite, "For example, you pressed a big one on my leg, and it hurt."

In the flickering lights, Lou Xi came over from the bed, sat down beside me, casually extinguished the fragrance that was often used on prostitutes in the attic, stretched out his hand to gently lift my leg, and squeezed it gently.

I looked at the person in front of me, and now the expression seemed extremely gentle, and I couldn't help but smile, "Lou Qinshou, I said that someday you will learn from this girl Xiaojiao and start serving people?"

Lou Xi raised his head, gritted his teeth, and punched my sick leg hard. Amidst my ouch, he smiled pitifully, "Don't you think you are pitiful?"

I simply leaned over him, raised my head and smiled, "The guest officer continued to help the villain to get better, and he was strong just now."

Lou Xi vomited loudly, picked me up, and pressed my backhand on the beauty couch, grabbed me before I had time to take back the thin silver needles in the acupuncture points, looked at the silver needles in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Your face is also disgusting." She may be regarded as a middle-aged person, but she can only be a mediocre person in a waiting house. It's a pity, I only love beauties."

It's the same as my preferences, I can't help laughing at myself, "Yes, yes, it's still a budding middle-aged figure."

Lou Xi was lying on top of me at the moment, with a silly expression on her face, her long hair hanging down to my waist.I raised my hand and pulled it lightly, and his hair crown fell down. His head was full of soft hair in front of my eyes. The long eyelashes hidden behind the hair were as smooth and slender as feathers. His eyes flickered. For a moment, I admitted that I There was a star in a trance.

Lou Xi grinned at the corner of his mouth, leaned over suddenly, and pressed his slender chin against my collarbone. This guy probably didn't eat much meat when he was a child, and his face was full of bones but not flesh, which made my collarbone hurt.

He smiled naturally, stretched out Bai Xiu's fingers and slowly opened the beautiful buttons on my long gown, "Since the buds have opened, let me try this Luhuitou again, how about it?"

I rolled my eyes, and smiled as flatteringly as possible at Lou Xi who was still lying on top of me, "The villain has hidden hemorrhoids, as long as the guest officer doesn't despise the villain."

Lou Xi squinted his eyes like a cunning fox, "I don't dislike it."

There was the sound of footsteps outside, I yawned, kicked up with all my strength, and with all my strength, I fell to the ground and fell to the ground before I could squeak.

I sat up straight, fastened the buttons one by one, and gave him a smile with flat eyebrows, "Don't be ambiguous with me, you are not a broken sleeve, I despise the feminine fragrance of you."

The door suddenly opened at this moment, and the kiln sisters who had gone out before were all holding a Shuanglu chessboard, or tea sets and snacks. They were originally colorful, but now they suddenly withered. Standing at the door, they can neither enter nor retreat. The smile on the face is meaningful and regretful.

On the beauty's couch, my buttons are about to be fastened, and my clothes are neat, but Lou Xi, who is still slumped on the ground, is a little unclear. Her hair crown has long since fallen, her hair is disheveled, her limbs are wide open, her skirts are messy, and her cheeks are flushed.

Well, early tomorrow morning, the rumor that the second prince of Pingchang changed from loving beauties to being devoted to Wuyan should spread throughout Changzhou, and the Wuyan in this rumor is a man with broken sleeves, and he just happens to be a mere man. talent.

In this case.

I went over to pull Lou Xi up, and said with a smile, "Although I have gained some strength just now, didn't you think you were stupid?" Seeing this, the sisters and sisters at the door laughed so much that they trembled and made long tongues. A running water rotates, the waist swings lightly and starts to make tea and play chess.

When Lou Xi brushed past me, he squinted slightly, and smiled in my ear, "I'll wait for you, boy."

I waved my sleeves slightly, and sat with him in the pile of makeup, two young prostitutes with peach blossom noodles accompanied Lou Xi, a breeze, a drink, the person who was supposed to be by my side walked out very sensibly, Before going out, he yelled at me, "Mr. Bai, please wait, Xianghan will arrive later."

I let out a "huh" and shook the dice on the white jade chessboard in front of me.

Shuanglu is to play chess with dice. I am black and the other is white. The two sides take turns to move and play. They can block the opponent's pieces in front, back, left, and right. The person who first passes all the pieces behind the opponent's board line is counted as the winner.

This is indeed an easy game. Once in the Baji Palace, Ayu had a pair of chess tools ground from Xileng Hanyu. He taught me to play Shuanglu in his spare time. When he was tired, he ate together in the Yeyang Palace and slept with his clothes. On the couch, comfortable and peaceful.

In fact, I don't want to always remember this high-ranking fairy.

Lou Xi can be regarded as a genius. He used to play Shuanglu with other prostitutes in Huamanlou, and he was sure to win every fight.Later, I came here by accident, played two games with him, and won a box of pearls.

Seeing his face turning red and purple, I just smiled and said nothing, I have Ayu personally taught me a game of chess for many years, and why is his rotten wood grandma not as good as you, a yellow-mouthed kid?

Later, as long as my money was gone, I would come here to find him to play cards. Every time he was with me, he would definitely lose ten times out of ten, and he refused to admit it.This made me happy for a long time, until now that I was impatient with him, I started to procrastinate like this.

I came in mid-spring, and it was already the season of frost, and I had known him not long or short, and it had been more than half a year.Playing chess and chess, the game is time like water, and the game is idleness. We, a pair of good friends, get along very well.

There have been rumors in Changzhou for a long time that the second son has raised a fair-skinned, handsome and charming rabbit husband.But when I was walking on the street, I didn't see any aunt throwing melons, fruits and vegetables at me with this indifferent face. It can be seen that this groundless rumor is really a big lie.

Lou Xi glanced at me from the opposite side, "You should ruin my reputation today, and I'm still sleeping in the Xianghan Pavilion, you are really lazy."

I lifted the thin blanket to cover my painful leg, lay down on a reclining and leisurely, "If you hadn't indulged me like this, I wouldn't be so lazy." I said "tsk" again, salivating and boasting, " In fact, I am very diligent, I go to the Laifu Inn every day to tell stories and listen to the diners, that is my job, and I am here to play cards with you, it is just leisure and entertainment."

Lou Xi gave a "boo" to the face of the little beauty beside him, and the little beauty shyly and timidly took out a rather large bank note from his lapel. Hanging money, wouldn't it be too easy to win my money? If you want, you can also move to my palace and play with me all day long."

I stretched out my finger and shook it, and the black chess in my hand blocked a weak chess piece in his hand, pretending to be profound, "The rich and the rich cannot be prostitutes, and the poor and the lowly cannot be moved. You are prostitute and prodigal. When I cheat you out of all your silver, you will naturally leave. This is a good place in Changzhou."

Lou Xi raised his eyebrows, his eyes sparkled, he didn't mind at all that I blocked another chess piece, "That's fine, I'll let you go when you win all I have, how about it?"

I put down a chess piece and crossed his line, "I'm not very interested." I took another cup of freshly brewed Mingqian Longjing and took a sip.I think about myself three times a day, I don’t drink much, this thing is too exhausting, and it always reminds me of the embarrassing memories of a glass of fruit wine.

Whoring prostitutes during the day must drink tea, and the company of beautiful women is easy to make money.

After just one stick of incense, Lou Xi lost two hands to me. Just as he was gnashing his teeth, there was a thunderous knock on the door. In the image of a rich man, he yelled loudly outside, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have to fart. Whoever interrupts my winning chess today, I will hang him on the wall tomorrow to dry as a human flesh chess piece."

There was no response outside for a while, until I added another cup of tea, and then there was another humming voice, "My lord, it's that...that one..."

I casually saw Lou Xi's complexion suddenly changed, like a wilting cucumber flower.

He hastily put on his coat and put on the Heling cloak, then turned his head and said to me with a rare seriousness, "There is something important in the house, excuse me." He shook off the cloak and quickly disappeared by the door.

There was some pain at the Chengqi point on the eyebrow, it was the consequence of not inserting the needle for a long time, I thought for a moment, um, Lou Xi hastily took away that silver needle that I took out to pick my teeth.

The young prostitute next to him said softly, "Mr. Bai, do you want to move downstairs to play cards with the rest of the guests?"

I waved my hand, "Sister beauties, go out first, I can do it here by myself."

Ling Tingting's figure flashed across my face, and when I left, there was the sound of the wooden door knocking gently, and I could faintly hear the wanton voices of the prostitutes downstairs.

I opened the window beside me, and the cold wind suddenly penetrated, and the heavy snow fell outside, accompanied by the flashing lanterns on the street, and the red and white staggered in the night.

Oh, it really snowed.

Woke up in my own shabby hut in the morning, declined Xianghan’s invitation to stay overnight last night, and left Huamanlou in the snow. It’s a bit of a poet’s pleasure to step on it in the cold moon and cold snow, but I can only stay in peace. Surrounded by makeup and fans, I wrote a few obscene poems to tease the kiln sisters and young ladies.

Carrying the bamboo basket on your back, wandering along the way, the goal is the Laifu Inn in the east of the city. There are red papers exploded by fine firecrackers along the road. The smoky smell of nitrate accompanied by the smell of sugar cakes symbolizes that New Year’s Eve is over and it’s time to work The work that should be done, the work that should go to work.

Walking to the candy cake stand on the street, I spent two pieces of silver in exchange for two pieces of pastries, rubbing the fragrant and hot air on them with trembling hands, Aunt Wang, who sold the candy cakes, joked, "Oh, Bai Xiucai returned it on the first day of the new year. Go to Laifu Inn to tell a book?"

I licked the sweet-scented osmanthus oil on the top of the chewing gum cake, but it was full of fragrance, and said vaguely, "Aunt Wang, it's not like a reward on New Year's Day."

I don't want Aunt Wang to approach me suddenly. The wrinkled face with chrysanthemum patterns makes me want to put a few silver needles on it. She frowned, wrinkling her entire face and neck, pretending to be low, but actually speaking loudly. , "Bai Xiucai, listen to my aunt, this is a good age, why do you always go to the kiln to be a demon."

Sure enough, no matter whether this woman is eighteen or fifty-eight, her gossip and short-sightedness skills are all perfect.

I bother!I also saw yesterday that you, Fifty Lang, a man with a bald head, went to Huamanlou to find Xiao Cuihong. Regardless of the man in the family, he asked me to talk about it.

There are morning diners around, all of them have meaningful faces, so I have to be humble and educated as if she is my neighbor and good lady, "Xiaosheng is just going to Fengyuechang to play Shuanglu for odd jobs with customers in the contract, it is really not Go find some girl Xiaojiao."

Unexpectedly, Aunt Wang was still unyielding, her eyes flickering, "The people who go to places like Huamanlou these days are either looking for a sister or a young lady. Could it be that Bai Xiucai, you are actually..."

The aunt became more and more obscene, and my forehead was covered with cold sweat, so I could only whisper, "Auntie, to tell you the truth, I...I can't."

The aunt suddenly realized, and screamed, "So Bai Xiucai, you are a failure!"

Countless scorching gazes came over me, and I smiled coyly, silently licking the sweet-scented osmanthus oil on the sugar cake in my hand.

At this time, a few brokers in short gray shirts passed by. The aunt finally turned her enthusiasm into making money, and she had no time to pay attention to me.

It was a rare time when I was running wildly with my shirt on, I could faintly hear Aunt Wang's tragic scream echoing in the empty street, "Bai Xiucai, next time I will put sheep's kidneys in the sugar cake you bought, I hope you will survive the golden gun as soon as possible!"

"I hope you will survive the golden gun as soon as possible!"

"The golden gun will not fall as soon as possible!"

"Does not fall!"

"Fall..." This howl echoed in my ears and on the bluestone brick street, and it lingered for a long time.

Your grandma only put sheep kidneys in sugar cakes!May your aunts and relatives eat sweets and cakes and fill the room with a fishy smell!

There were even five-year-old boys on the road clapping their hands desperately while showing their missing teeth, laughing out of breath, and cheering for me, "Good job! Good job! My brother ran so handsomely."

Finally, I ran all the way to the Laifu Inn. I stopped and stretched my legs to pant. Looking at the sticky sugar paste in my hand, I felt a little frustrated. Could it be that I committed a Tai Sui when I went out on the first day of the new year?

The inn is always full of people coming and going, all kinds of people, most of them are wanderers who are away from home, and brokers who are working hard.There are really not many people like me who have nothing to do and spend their days cheating and drinking for a living, just like walking on the street, except for today's embarrassment, I am leisurely and leisurely on weekdays, suddenly I am a disciple, and Others are working hard, and even every step is pressed against time.

After handing in today's placeholder silver to the waiter of the inn Shuiling Piguang, I took out the dental board and white scarf from the back basket and walked to the usual storyteller's place on weekdays. As expected, I saw the group of old boys The black and yellow teeth are neatly grinning, waiting for me to tell them stories.

On the first day of the new year, there are still many leisurely and elegant people who don't need to leave relatives.

Playing a coloratura like singing in an opera, I walked over in small steps, "Hey, you guys got up really early."

The ragged but vigorous voice sounded old-fashioned, "Bai Xiucai is also early today."

This is a daily topic. Most of the old boys are idle old people in the neighborhood. Some sons and daughters either marry bad wives or marry far away. The industry will not be too down and out.

It's really a generation of people with a heart like snow. When I passed by this place, I saw that they had the same experience as me, so I stayed.

I found a place to rent nearby, and every day I came to the Fu Inn to tell them the story of love between you and me that Bai Wuchang told me back then, or Hei Wuchang remembering the heroes of the world with a sullen face.With an income of dozens of copper coins a day, you can buy half a tael of white noodles, steam a few snow-white steamed buns, eat one, and leave a few for the beggars around the "home".

The days are as peaceful as water, except for gagging with Lou Xi every night.

His eyes wandered over a group of old boys, well, there were not one of them missing, and most of them seemed to be in good health.Finally, the sharp-eyed Ben Xiu realized that there seemed to be an extra head. Looking carefully, it turned out that there was an extra listener.

If I found this appearance on weekdays, I would still be proud of my storytelling and ventriloquism, because the story I told was so old that few younger generations usually listened to it, and most people nowadays are happy to hear about scandals in the palace , Good gossip.

It's just that this one, when I look at it, my heart is completely cold and my face is stiff.

This new listener is looking at me with bright eyes, as if my face can conjure up a rotten peach blossom.I turned my gaze back to be on an equal footing with him, trying not to be flustered or shocked.

He is not ordinary in appearance, even more beautiful than a woman, elegant and charming, beautiful but not coquettish.This is a face that I used to study day and night in the Baji Palace just for Yi Cheng, and it is the skin that makes me have nightmares in my heart to this day.

He looks exactly the same as Ye Xibai, Xiucai, who is behind the face change now, even the expression and movements of his brows are exactly the same.

No one around was surprised and envious because he was also wearing a mask. Coincidentally, this unremarkable mask was made out of dozens of masks that I made in the Valley of Forgetfulness and sold out. one sheet.

Because I am well versed in this way, I can see through the real face behind his calm skin, Kasyapa, Kasyapa, I have escaped to the human world, but are you trying to force me to a dead end?

When I opened my palm, there was a deep and long broken line across the entire palm. According to astrology and numerology, it was silent and rootless, a sign of early death.

I thought back then that I was collecting money and doing things for people in the Valley of Forgotten Rivers. Although it was not harmful, it also violated the original life trajectory of many people.When the lines on the palm slowly appeared until they stretched across the entire palm, I went to a well-known Mr. Tianji. To put it bluntly, he was a blind fortune teller.

I have grown up now, and I have become a handsome fairy in my bones. I don't want to end up looking for a mortal to tell a fortune one day.

The blind fortune-teller Tiao Dashen touched my white and smooth wrist for a long time before he pretended to sigh deeply, his sunken eye sockets were black and terrifying, and he spit at me with his unshaven beard, "Young master, you have a fine bone! strange……"

I straightened my shirt, smirked, and said, "Mr. Tianji, aren't you going to say that I have wonderful bones, a body with strange muscles, and a natural destiny to be a hero?"

But the old blind man shook his head, bared his black and yellow teeth with rapeseeds and smiled "hehe" at me, "The little old man didn't mean that. It's just that you have exquisite bones and deep lines on your palms, sir. Mute without roots, a sign of early death."

It's a sign of your grandma's early death, you still laugh so obscenely and happily?I really entrusted hundreds of years of fairy age to call you an elder.

I immediately made an expression of disbelief, lamenting that the blind man didn't know whether he was really blind or just pretending to be a charlatan, and his expression changed in an instant, bitter and bitter, and he sighed for a long time, "Young master, I will watch you The bones are only seventeen or eighteen years old, but it is a pity that such a good age is such a fate, before the 20th year of life, cherish the rest of your life, and enjoy yourself in time."

It's a pity that what I asserted has become empty talk. For example, when I thought Rong Ze was a boring beauty, she later proved it to me by doing a lot of things that people can talk about.Another example is this old blind man named Tianji. At that time, I only regarded him as a money-swindler, but I didn't want what he said to be proved so incomprehensibly.

It is absolutely impossible for immortals to die except for their souls being scattered.

At that time, I just regarded Mr. Tianji's remarks as nonsense, laughed it off and then forgot it. Until the autumn of that year, I fell asleep one night, and almost fell asleep when I fell asleep.

At that time, apart from me, there was a dumb slave in Wangchuan Valley that I picked up, and later became the master of Wangchuan Valley. My competent little servant, who looks ordinary, but does things very neatly, okay? Sloppy.

When he injected me with acupuncture in my big acupoint to wake me up, it had been four or five days since I fell asleep. At that time, his sign language described that he thought I was learning bigu, so he didn't call me, but he didn't want my five senses to be closed, but also spiritual. I lost consciousness, and finally used such a method that would hurt me a lot on weekdays to wake me up.

When the old blind man found Tianji again, he still said the same thing. After he finished speaking, the old blind man sighed in hesitation.

"Then is there a solution to this sign of early death?"

The old blind man twirled his beard and smiled, grabbed my hand and touched it back and forth again, even the dark eye sockets were leaking, "Master, is Si Yirong changing his face?"

Yo, this dance master even found out my old nest?After thinking for a while, I nodded and said, "Mr. Tianji is indeed a strange person."

The old blind man waved his hand, pointed at his eye sockets, and said to me, "This is how the old man leaked the heavenly secret back then, so the tragedy happened."

I leaned closer and took a closer look, tsk tsk, what a big change.So he continued to ask shamelessly, "Does Mr. Tian Ji have a solution to this palm mark?"

The old blind man pretended to be profound, "...easy heart."

So I flicked my clothes and left.

This guy is so shameless, I don't know my own old profession.

Although I still don't quite believe in this old magic stick, I still started to act as a bluegrass man for the broken lines on my palms.After that, every other year or so, I kept changing my face, just to escape the so-called eye of the sky, to avoid the catastrophe and fate that belonged to my true face.Although according to my opinion, the doom should be avoided, but the fate pattern on the palm of the hand has not changed, and it still runs deep.

Every time I change a face, I make it into a plaster film. I didn't know how to do this before, but I slowly soaked it in, but I still learned how to use it as a backup. It's nothing to worry about, but it's just for other people's face.When the gunpowder in hand is ready, let the dumb servant sell it and talk about it for a living.

The face I saw today is the mask I made after changing my face to avoid disaster.

Pulling back the robe, setting out the tea, and wrapping the white scarf around my neck, I kicked my teeth and coughed lightly. I picked up my singing voice, and today's story officially begins.

"And speaking of the last time, the beautiful King Lanling drew a longbow from his back, drew it into a full moon, and directed a drink at the staring general guarding the city on the top of the city. Before he had time to call out, he let the feathered arrow pierce through his chest. It was suddenly a shock! King Lanling's arrow went straight through the chest of the general guarding the city, and was nailed to the banner of Xirong City. The remaining strength was exhausted, and the flagpole was broken, and it fell straight down."

The little old men in the audience were all surprised, and I was very grateful for my talents. I glanced at the man from the corner of my eye, but he looked straight at me, his eyes not blinking for a moment.

This kind of gaze is really uncomfortable, and it makes me feel sore and angry at the same time.

"The general who defended the city would never have imagined that he had fought with iron horses all his life and made great achievements in battle, but now he was shot through the heart by a scholar general with a red mouth and white teeth. It's a pity that this hero is brave, but he is no match for the waves of the Yangtze River. If you say this The resentment in my heart is nothing compared to the disparity in strength. What follows is this logical surrender of the city."

"King Lanling's soldiers all raised their mighty swords and weapons, gearing up for the gold and silver of the beautiful women in the city. But King Lanling has always believed in soldiers passing through the city without surprising a single animal. Naturally, he does not allow his subordinates to rob , so naturally there was a dispute..."

I just patted my teeth, and kept looking at my masked man with a chuckle, "Mr. Storyteller is very good, but the legend I have heard is quite different from Mr. Wang. Let's not talk about how powerful King Lanling is in Mr.'s mouth." Infinity, or the belief that soldiers pass through the city without startling any animals. As far as I know, first, King Lanling must wear a beast face mask when marching and fighting, so that the enemy generals will not know his appearance. Second, marching Generally, when the city is attacked and the city is broken, women are taken away to serve as military prostitutes, and food is robbed to replenish soldiers. Therefore, what Mr. Cai said just now, there are too many things that cannot be believed.”

I said stiffly, "Then how did you know that what I said was false?"

That brother is gentle and polite, "I happen to be a sour scholar, and I know this biography very well. If you want to tell me the whole history of King Lanling, I can tell you."

Although I really wanted him to talk, the old men started to make a commotion, staring at me for an explanation.

I was speechless at the moment, this was kicked out.

Seeing that I was silent for a long time, the judges of this scholar stood up one by one, stared at me with the eyes of "Your Excellency is full of big words", weighed the copper plate in their hands, and left one after another until there was no one left. Oh no, there is one left, the one who kicked my field.

The world is so hot and cold that even an eldest son would not leave me, a poor storyteller.

Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang, you made me lose my face. When I see you again, I will take a big stick and slap your mouth a hundred times before knocking out all your big teeth!

After I didn't want to wait for the people to leave, that brother got up and walked over again, and said to me, "However, sir is very interesting in storytelling. I really want to get to know you, but I don't know what you want?"

Although I don't like this person being too straightforward, but the mask on his face made me interested, I still looked at him with white eyes, "The neighbors call me Bai Er, and you, let's hear it."

Xiongtai smiled, his expression not reaching his eyes, "My surname is Sang Ming."

Sang asked?It's an elegant name.

I took it for granted that Lasang asked to accompany me to Huamanlou to eat flower wine.

Ordinary people are always too demanding about appearance, but now I found another very strange thing, that is, I and Sang Wen, two old men with the same mask, stood together, and others looked at us But very different.Look at him very serious, but look at me with malicious intentions.

So Ben Xiucai made a careful comparison, only to find out how to call Confucian scholars in green shirts and street ruffians.Of course, the former is Sang Wen, and the latter is me.Sang Wen's gestures are really free and easy, and I am pretending to be coquettish.

Although I was really curious about this person, when I looked at him, I couldn't avoid my dream, after all, that face was really there, so I casually said to him as I walked, "I thought Mr. Sang would not come with fireworks. The land, but it turned out to be a mistake."

Sang Wen's voice was transparent, like a fine jade, "All living beings are equal, and the fireworks field is also a place to make a living."

Tsk tsk, this tone, is it really an outsider?But he still smirked and winked at him, "Mr. Sang speaks highly."

Seeing that he kept silent and pretended to be a Taoist, wasn't he quite eloquent at the Laifu Inn just now, hey, I salivated and said, "The so-called no acquaintance, since I am lucky enough to meet Mr. Sang today, I came to Huamanlou, but I don't know what Sang is. What kind of taste do you like?"

Sang Wen was a little puzzled, so I kindly explained to him, "There are fat girls with flowers all over the building, and there are also young and middle-aged young men, but I don't know which Mr. Sang is better?"

Sang Wen chuckled, "To tell you the truth, I have never been to such a boundary."

Immediately, I was in awe of Sang Wen, knowing that this mortal man, once he reaches a certain age, will be very interested in certain aspects and will never tire of it.Ordinary people, if they didn't enter the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, they must have money in their families, and they have already married wives and concubines.

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