Yanshan Exquisite Record

Before the horse's hooves had left the city gate of Luoyang, the overwhelming noise reached their ears.

A deserted temple on Nanshan burned down last night.

Because it is located in a remote area, and there are frequent ghosts in the legend, no one dared to go forward to investigate. A few who dared not accept it, waited until the burning was over this morning, and then brought them forward. The eight-inch square hole seemed to be haunted by ghosts and ghosts, and I was shocked, so I filled it.

The words were spoken by an old man with a white beard on the side of the road.

But what happened last night, this morning, there were lively chatter in the city.

Song Xueqiao led the horse to a stop, and Pei Wunian also stopped. The two listened for a while, each with its own merits.

Walking to the city gate, the birds are singing and the birds are singing, and the osmanthus powder is fragrant. A group of girls about seventeen or eighteen years old pass by themselves. There are sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in their buns. as clear.

"It's said that Pufang Temple is haunted by ghosts, but I think that place is very warm."

"How do you say that?" A girl smiled softly while clutching her handkerchief.

"I heard from the old man that Prince An is a person with deep affection." The girl who spoke raised her eyes slightly, "There were sudden changes in the palace that year. It can be said that the wife and children were separated. The ten princesses left for three months, and the prince sent someone After searching for three months, I waited in front of the mansion every day, and then a blind man fished out a female corpse from the moat and said that he found it. Prince An almost died of a serious illness, so he opened his eyes and asked someone to build Pufang Temple , Said that he would shave his head and become a monk to protect his daughter's body life after life."

Someone beside him frowned and sighed, "How can such a good person be so miserable? The death of the concubine is not counted, but the chief of the ten counties is really dead and quiet, but he came back as a monster."

The girl who spoke hurriedly covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, remember that Mr. Liu who was stripped naked?"

The one whose mouth was covered nodded blankly, and the group of people caressed their chests before walking away talking and laughing after a while.

"It's a pity that no one will come out to strip Mr. Liu's clothes." Song Xueqiao looked at those figures from behind, shook his head at Pei Wunian and sighed, "It seems that senior still chose the latter path."

Pei Wunian heard Chengdong from the city, but he didn't react at all, and said in a low voice, "I only saved him that time as a thank you, after that, it doesn't matter to me whether he fucks or hangs on the beam."

Song Xueqiao stroked the horse's mane, stared at the stretching bluestone under his feet, and smiled wryly, "I don't understand now, is Zhu Yun a good guy or a bad guy?"

Pei Wunian turned to look at him, then lowered her eyes again.

"For example, if I like it, it can be said that the princess died of illness and was not executed. She can build a temple for your aunt and guard her body for ten years after her death. It is also like men and women who have nothing to do with me. They can be tied up like watchdogs. Under the ground, if it is said to be ruined, it will be ruined, and if it is said to be buried with it, it will be buried with it, I really don't understand."

Pei Wunian said lightly, "I can only say that he is not a saint."

Song Xueqiao suddenly asked curiously, "What if it was you? What would you do if you encountered such a thing? You are a saint."

"If it were me, I wouldn't have made things so complicated from the beginning."

The city gate came into view, and Pei Wunian jumped on the horse.

"What do you mean?" His red-brown horse was excited when he saw the white horse hooving, but Song Xueqiao couldn't pull the rein, so he hurriedly followed.

"First, when the concubine comes out, I will let her and Wen Gu Tianxuan go without hesitation." Pei Wunian said, "Second, if I really like Princess Shi, from the very beginning, I will not let her go." Leave the palace."

Song Xueqiao nodded, "Like your style."

"But I'm different from Zhu Yun."

"How?"

"I wouldn't like two people like him."

Song Xueqiao tutted his head and shook his head, "Compared to you, I'm not only not a saint, I'm even worse than Zhu Yun, but I like everything I like."

As if the white horse in front could understand human speech, it snorted at him and trotted away.

Song Xueqiao followed behind shaking his head, and suddenly felt the sound of flapping wings above his head. Just when he looked up, a fat pigeon wobbled and landed on his shoulder, with a green bamboo tube tied to his leg.

The flower hall of Ningrui Hall is half an acre, and the pool water is sparkling outside the curtain.

The little bookworm sits in front of the desk and flips through a volume of ancient books, rustling the brush, raising his eyebrows and keeping his eyes on the ground.

Yin Shu sat beside him with his tea pot in his arms, feeling sour in his heart, thinking that Boss Yin had lived for 28 years, and he had never seen such a well-behaved child, who was good at reading, didn't make noise, and could do whatever he was asked to do.

Think about Yin Wufeng and Yin Chi back then, if half of them were obedient... Boss Yin wiped the corner of his eyes.

After lunch, the little nerd took the initiative to dive into the back kitchen to help wash the dishes, and the cook was so frightened that she dropped the spatula. In one afternoon, the copper coins were sent here three times for dim sum and tea, and each time I got a thank you brother, I was flattered to hear the copper coins match one after another, and goose bumps arose suddenly.

After the third trip, the copper coin finally couldn't help but carefully whispered in its ear, "Master, you used to say that the Second Young Master Song of Linglong Villa was taken advantage of, but I think that the handsome man who came to our house has extraordinary appearance and demeanor." , no wonder there is a cousin like the young master."

Yin Shu looked at the nerd and nodded with emotion, put down his teacup and walked out of the flower hall, the wind with the scent of laurel was blowing on the pond, making him feel relaxed and happy, under the withered lotus in the pond, a few fiery red fishes swayed their tails.

Yin Shu stared at it, couldn't help stretching, and took out the rice grains he had prepared,

Twirling two grains and throwing them in, Yin Shu smiled and said, "It's true that you have an extraordinary appearance, otherwise you would be known as the Peach Blossom Man. I heard that even Zilang's number one beauties, Dongfang Didi and Miss Yueyao, are being taken into his pocket by him." In the middle, it doesn’t make sense to say that it doesn’t look good.”

Copper Coin nodded hastily, then looked at the little nerd who was struggling not far away, and said, "But I see that the young master looks more like Mr. Pei, with a tight nose and mouth, and it will be a disaster in the future, maybe It's really..."

Yin Shu couldn't help laughing, and coughed twice, "I'm ashamed of Mr. Pei. He's not Song Xueqiao. He was probably still practicing swords in Wudang when he was twelve or thirteen years old. Where did such a big kid come from?"

Copper Coin's eyes twitched twice, and his heart was turning a thousand times, but he didn't speak again.

The fish in the pond float up when they touch the rice grains, circling the food colorfully, scrambling for the front and back, sparks are as dazzling as sparks, and some of them shrink back and dare not go forward, waving their silvery-white tails and sweeping the blue waves Wait for the fish to disperse.

Yin Shu looked at it and suddenly burst out laughing, "If Taoist Yanshan hadn't forced Linglong Villa to send his son to Wudang, Song Xueqiao would never have become friends with Pei Wunian for the rest of his life. Whoever blows it away first, or whoever dyes the other red first."

The copper coin didn't understand, and scratched its head.

Yin Shu threw the last handful of rice grains at the fish at the end, turned his head suddenly, and intercepted a dart as he was used to.

"The profiteers watch the darts!"

The figure in pink flew out like a red cloud, three silver darts were sent out, one was intercepted by the flying copper coin, and the other two were sent back to the trestle by Yin Shu, the red tassel at the end was trembling with the wind.

"What's the point of calling me a profiteer as soon as I get home?" Yin Shu folded his arms and brushed off his sleeves, angrily said.

Fenyi walked to the side of the trestle, pulled out the flying dart and retracted it into his sleeve, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you dare to say that you are not a profiteer?"

With a smile on his face, he presented the copper coin that he had received respectfully, "Hello, Miss San."

"Yes." Yin Shu took a step forward, "I'm not a profiteer, where did you come from with your flamboyant suit?"

Yin Chi took a step back.

Yin Shu persisted, "I'm not a profiteer, did you steal those jewels in your room?"

Yin Chi laughed dryly.

Yin Shu narrowed his eyes, "I'm not a profiteer, where did you get the money to go to Yin Shui to learn martial arts and buy darts to fly me?"

Yin Chi raised his eyes and said sincerely, "Brother, you are not a profiteer."

Satisfied, Yin Shu waved his hand and said, "Your second brother and his senior brother's little cousin are staying at our house these two days, I'll take you to have a look."

"Second brother's senior brother? Master Pei?" Yin Chi took Yin Shu's arm, his eyes staring, "Why don't you keep him for two more days?"

The copper coins shrank their necks behind them, thinking that it was another victim.

Yin Shu coughed twice, "It's not Pei Wunian's cousin, but Song Xueqiao's."

"Song Xueqiao?" Yin Chi's eyes sparkled even more, and he hooked Yin Shu's arm tightly again, "Then what does he look like? I often hear people say that Wudang's generation is full of beautiful men, regardless of my second brother, How does that Song Xueqiao compare to Pei Wunian?"

Copper money lowered her head, sighing in her heart, it seems that it is the nature of the third lady to love handsome people, and she has nothing to do with it.

"This...is incomparable." Yin Shu sighed.

Yin Chi persisted, "Why is there no way to compare? There must be a comparison, right?"

"This... For example, how does a piece of high-quality blue jade and a piece of golden gold compare? Beauty and ugliness in this world are up to individuals, like copper coins and silver tickets. They must think that I am the most handsome in the world .” Yin Shu patiently explained.

The bank note was not there, and the copper coin nodded desperately to save face.

It's really incomparable, there are shortcomings, for example, Pei Wunian is too meek and upright, as a senior brother of Yishan, he sees everyone with a smiling face, without any sense of intimidation and seriousness; Song Xueqiao is too dandy, wherever he goes Wherever he drives, even Ye Yingshu, who is married to a wife, is his close friend, so it is not too much to say that he behaved improperly.

But the strengths of these two people are very similar, they both have a handsome face blessed by God, and their martial arts are unfathomable.

Yin Chi held his chin and seemed to understand, Yin Shu wanted to quickly end the topic, and said, "Why did you come back from Yinshui Villa suddenly? Did you run out of money or something?"

Yin Chi woke up like a dream, waved his hand, and said angrily, "Don't mention it, the old master Lu said that he had a strange disease, which was easily contagious. "Yin Shui Zhang" and "Golden Snake Record" taught us eight times and let us go home. We were also infected, and they said that they would call us back after the owner recovered from his illness, but no, they came back overnight."

Yin Shu frowned suspiciously, "Is the old owner sick?"

Yin Chi didn't answer, she had already walked into the flower hall, the little nerd was startled when someone came in, saw that it was a girl, turned her eyes, jumped off the stool and bowed, "Hello, beautiful sister."

Little flames burst out of Yin Chi's eyes again.

The copper coin shrank back and trembled, "Three~little~sister~, he is still a ~child~child~."

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The dungeon of the next chapter [Farewell Villa] is open~~~ (playing the game and going crazy)