Yanshan Exquisite Record

In Zilang City, it's a small summer day in July.

The willow branches on the bank have just fallen, and a long river is connected to a long street with red umbrella lanterns. There are a few dilapidated fishing boats floating on the river, and three or two boatmen are taking a nap in their straw hats with the sides open.

Tianxiang Tower is located on the most bustling long street in Zilang City, surrounded by crowds of people and busy, but it is silent, because at 24 hours a day, only dusk and midnight are the most popular places for it. When it's busy.

At this time, it was in the morning, and the sun was still in the middle of the day, but the buddy, the bustard, and the young lady had all made preparations early, and they were all dressed up, standing next to the closed door at the door of Tianzi No. [-] room, pointing their fingers Quietly dug a hole in the flower paper pasted on the window, spying on the situation inside.

"He has made our Tianxiang Building his home!" The bustard, dressed in red and green, leaned against the crack of the door, although her words sounded like complaints, she was extremely happy.

A new girl was pawing at the crack of the door, next to the old bustard, watching with relish, but also looked suspicious, "This young man didn't bring anything, can he get the money?"

"You don't understand this, he can conjure it without money." Another boy in civilian clothes came close next to him.

The little guy probed his head, drooled, his eyes wished to grow on the woman in the room, but he still couldn't stop leaning towards the girl beside him.

"Tsk, it's not a cash cow when I come here. If it doesn't work, we can send a paper of debt to Linglong Villa." The bustard shook her head happily, and when she turned around, she saw that it was a buddy.

She raised her hand and tapped the guy on the head, a little impatiently said, "Go, go... go to work!"

"In broad daylight, what else do I do except this master." The man straightened up, feeling a little aggrieved when he spoke.

"Linglong Villa?" The new girl clawed at the crack of the door and didn't understand. She twisted her handkerchief and opened her mouth wide. "Will that kind of dignitaries come to our place?"

The bustard held her handkerchief and laughed, "Don't talk about Linglong Villa, we have Didi here, and even the emperor and the elders have to come!"

There was a lot of chattering outside, and the fragrance of all kinds of fruits indoors. Song Xueqiao was lying on the pear flower soft couch, and Dongfang Didi was holding a peeled lychee to his mouth, and smiled as he gave it, "Red Chen Yiqi The concubine smiled, you are enjoying the treatment of a concubine."

"I'm so cute, why not enjoy the treatment of a concubine for two days?"

Song Xueqiao chewed on the lychees, and answered very calmly. He has lived here for more than a week, and the gate does not pass, and the second door does not leave. Every day, Zilang's number one beauty, Dongfang Didi, waits on him inside and out. It caused dissatisfaction among many Dongfang Didi's customers, but he threw out two taels of gold, and those people fell silent.

It should be someone who has worked so hard for three or two years without being able to change the smile of an oriental girl, and it should be that he can spend the whole day in this Xianglou as a young man feeling romantic, who knows how good the heavens are, and arranged a good pregnancy for him.

"Bah, shameless." Dongfang Didi threw a lychee onto his chest, "Do you know how many customers I offended by serving you?"

"Calm your anger, beauties, calm your anger." Song Xueqiao, a carp, sat up straight from the bed, stretched his muscles left and right, then moved to the wall, opened the only window facing the river in the room, took two breaths, and watched Looking at the fishing boat outside, he said with a smile, "It's not that I don't give money."

"Give me money?" Dongfang Didi raised her brows and put her hips on her hips, "I washed those clothes for you by myself yesterday, and I didn't even have a penny in the underwear. Gotta let your sister wipe her ass?"

Song Xueqiao didn't answer, just stretched his waist, and smiled brightly against the sunlight in the east.

Dongfang Didi shook his willow waist, leaned on the case on the east side, and mocked, "Master Song, is there something wrong that makes you afraid to go home? That sister of yours comes to ask for debts every time. At that time, did we treat the people in Tianxianglou as scum, or..."

The flowing water is gurgling outside the window, and there is no Dongfang Didi’s chatter in my ears, but only the sound of horses’ hoofs approaching. It’s not March, but rushing to the battlefield. There must be seven octagonal copper bells hanging on the horse’s chest. At this time It was clattering and jubilant, but there were singing and swallows outside, and it was hard to hear how many people came.

Song Xueqiao suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "Sister Dongfang, are you really angry?"

"Huh." Dongfang Didi snorted, and turned around with her arms folded. She was waiting for Song Xueqiao, a little bastard, to comfort her, but suddenly heard a horse neighing downstairs accompanied by dust, and A sharp female voice called out, "Where is Song Xueqiao?!"

Dongfang Didi was shocked. She knew Song Xueqiao's character well, so she hurriedly turned to look at the window, "Did you really offend someone..."

The person has long since disappeared, only two clusters of fallen flowers by the window.

Dongfang Didi was dumbfounded.

Outside the door was the bustard's dog legs trembling slightly, "Girl, we don't pick up customers during the day, and there is no reason to pick up female guests... this."

"Who wants you to pick up the guests! This girl is here to find Song Xueqiao!"

"Master Song is not here...".The bustard twisted her handkerchief guiltily.

"Impossible! My senior brother said he is here, so he must be here!" Sikong Yueyao looked around the room, and soon,

Tianzi No.[-], the only lighted room in Dongfang Didi's room, caught her attention.

The bustard was wiping her sweat, and wanted to say something more, but she saw the little girl in front of her, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, tapped the table and chairs in the living room with her toes. on the railing.

The boy's dream is to be a martial arts master, so he has some knowledge, so he couldn't help clapping his hands, "What a handsome Wudang body!"

The bustard raised her brows and gave him a hard look, the boy lowered his voice, stuck out his tongue and shrank to one side.

The door of Tianzi No. [-] suddenly opened wide, and a strong fragrance of flowers came in. Dongfang Didi had two watery crabapples on his temples, and she was dressed in red cloud-like embroidered tulle, leaning against her with a smile that was not a smile. On the door frame, a snow-white chest stands tall and looming.

She looked at Sikong Yueyao, who was dressed in blue and white, and then moved her eyes to Situ Yueyao's undeveloped breasts, "Little girl, don't come here without any problems."

The word "small" has a strong sound.

Sikong Yueyao couldn't be ignorant of what it meant, her face immediately turned iron green.

A girl watching the excitement downstairs had already let out a chuckle.

"Who are you?" Sikong Yueyao almost gritted his teeth, and put his hand on the saber at his waist, "Hand over Song Xueqiao!"

"I'm his lover, so why should I give him to you?" Dongfang Didi blinked his watery eyes, "Besides, he's not with me either. If you don't believe me, you can go in and search. So big."

"You..." Sikong Yueyao's eyes were smoky with anger, the sword was already out of its sheath, and it hit Dongfang Didi's chest, and someone downstairs exclaimed.

The little guy couldn't help applauding again, "What a fast sword!"

Bustard slapped his head anxiously, "Shut up!"

Dongfang Didi was unmoved, and smiled even more coquettishly, "Oh... But a few days ago, he came to my place, and he left nothing but a few sour words of love, are you Who is he? Help him settle the bill. "

Tears finally welled up in Sikong Yueyao's eyes, and the sword in her hand gradually trembled as if she couldn't hold it steady. She stood on the railing, neither advancing nor retreating, but two leaves suddenly floated in the air, piercing directly into the on the door frame.

Everyone was startled.

Dongfang Didi let out a cry, but didn't move his body. When he looked closely, he realized that they were two pure gold leaves, glowing faintly with a cold light.

"Is that much enough?" A man in the same attire as Sikong Yueyao walked into the hall on the first floor, except that he didn't wear a sword, and his sleeves were as wide as flowing clouds. Yueyao smiled, "Junior Sister, you can come down now."

This smile can be described as shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. All the women in the hall, including the bustard who is over fifty years old, are a little confused.

Sikong Yueyao wiped away her tears, quickly retracted her sword, jumped down the stairs, and said aggrievedly, "Senior brother."

The man took Sikong Yueyao into his arms, guarded him behind him, and looked up at Dongfang Didi, "My junior sister has never been very polite, and it's because of the lack of strict discipline in my sect. I still hope that Dongfang girl is Haihan."

The boy muttered, "You are from Wudang...Pei Wunian?"

Pei Wunian, with his sleeves fluttering, smiled slightly, not showing dignity, but easy-going, "I'm Pei Wunian."

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Wudang School is now headed by Zhang Zhongkui, with an indistinct number of 80 or [-] disciples, but there are no more than three disciples who can rank in the Jianghu. Pei Wunian became famous at a young age, and in his current generation, these three disciples are at the top of the list.

Even if he is not swimming in the rivers and lakes or in the martial arts world, most people have heard of his name.

Pei Wunian became famous not because of a certain year's weapon list or hero list, but because when he was 12 years old, at the Sword Discussion Conference of several sects, some perverted old men from other sects made a move on a new female disciple of Wudang. These people are used to doing evil on weekdays, and the little girls are also dumb and eat coptis, so everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak out.

He happened to pass by with a fruit plate, and tried to persuade him with a pleasant face. Unexpectedly, the other party, taking advantage of his family's power, didn't show good face to a young child, and the old man in charge even kicked his sword.

Not only was Pei Wunian not angry, but he picked up the sword respectfully and left. The old man did not forget to mock a few words, saying that Wudang was nothing more than that, and all the girls he raised were soft-boned women's faces.

So at the competition meeting that afternoon, Pei Wunian, a young woman with a face, suddenly appeared on stage, smiling like a spring breeze, one-on-five, and smashed the bones of those old men with her bare hands.

Everyone in Wudang said that Pei Wunian is a good seedling, and the future will be terrible. Facts have proved that this person is far more terrifying than that. A weapon spectrum conference was held, and all sects and factions brought their own teenagers to observe it.

In fact, everyone knows that the observation is fake, and the choice of son-in-law and daughter-in-law is true. The eldest son Lu Zhanmu and the second daughter Lu Linlin of Yinshui Villa have reached the age of marriage selection. Wudang is a Taoist fairyland, and for the next year, it will be trapped in a situation where the hot-blooded matchmaker steps down the threshold.

Today, this Wudang senior brother in Tianxianglou really deserves three thousand Fendai and bows down to say it.

Pei Wunian took a step forward, a few more gold leaves in his hand, and smiled at Dongfang Didi, "I'll give you the rest, as long as you tell me how long Song Xueqiao has been away?"

The bustard didn't wait for Dongfang Didi to answer, she had already stepped forward and put all the gold leaves into her sleeves, rolled her eyes sneakily, and smiled like a flower, "It's easy to say, easy to say, easy to say."

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