Strange Tales

There is a Zui Qingfeng in Suxi City, but there is no one nearby, but the fine wine is unparalleled in the world, which attracts many famous people who are good at drinking, and it has become a place where literati and noble men talk about it.

On this day, two young masters came to Drunk Breeze, both of whom were regular customers. The shopkeeper came up to greet him with a smile and said, "Mr. Zhongli, Mr. Han, come here, please come inside, go, Xi'er, hurry up and take out our shop." Here comes the best wine."

The shopkeeper greeted Xiao Er'er with one hand, and at the same time led the two young masters to the elegant room upstairs.

Elegant room, fine wine, these two sons first talked about poetry and Taoism in a serious manner, and as they talked, somehow this topic got off the mark, and it became more and more serious.

He only heard that Mr. Han who was wearing a light emerald green shirt raised his eyebrows finely, and said with peachy eyes: "Brother Zhongli, now your reputation as the most beautiful man is becoming more and more famous."

Mr. Zhongli laughed it off, the name, it doesn't matter if others talk about it too much, so he said indifferently: "Why should you care about such an idle name?"

"But..." Mr. Han hesitated to speak, hesitating.

"But what?" Zhong Liying asked after a pause.

Based on historical experience and understanding of his friend's temperament, Zhong Liying can basically conclude that what follows is definitely not a good word.

Sure enough, so.

"Even though Brother Zhongli's charm is infinite, but ah, there is still one person... um..." Seeing the light flashing in Mr. Han's eyes, he said in a mysterious way, "So far no one has been able to fall into his eyes."

"Who? Is there such a person in this world? Don't talk nonsense..." Zhong Liying poured a glass of wine and asked, raising her eyelids.

"No joking, let's make a bet. If you lose, brother Zhongli, invite me to come here to drink wine for three months. If I lose, I will serve you three months of wine respectfully." How about footwashing water?" Mr. Han suddenly leaned forward, picked up the folding fan and brushed it, and slammed it on the desk, "Why, don't you dare?"

"It's a deal!" Zhong Liying chuckled, snatched the white folding fan, and fanned it with the victory in his hands.

Zhong Limei, with the word Jiusi, was called Caifan Jun by people at that time because he wrote a poem called Caifan. He has many affairs.

However, this is not the most important.

What is even more praiseworthy is his face that is known to have the appearance of Qingxue.

Unrivaled in beauty, comparable to heaven and man.

"Ye Fufeng in the middle? The most ruthless and lustless saint in the legends of the rivers and lakes? He is a little noble and aloof, but..." Zhong Limo twitched his lips and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Mr. Han, Rong Chengjun, Brother Yan, you should obediently prepare the wooden basin and fill it with water, and wait for the master to pass by. Remember, the basin should be made of pineapple wood, soak it to nourish your feet, hahaha..."

Han Yan, whose name is Rong Cheng and nickname is Rong Chengjun, is just smiling at this moment and doesn't speak.

As soon as Zhongli Mo finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the Qingfeng wine in a gulp, which was regarded as a proof of the bet.

Ye Fufeng?

interesting!interesting!

At night, in the middle.

The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The middle ground is full of tranquility and peace, while a figure in white clothes hovers outside the border, sneaking back and forth, advancing and retreating, not knowing whether to enter or leave.

Taking a closer look, it was the white-clothed Mr. Zhongli who had made a bet with Han Rongcheng, so he had no choice but to explore the tiger's lair at night. He was about to enter in the middle of the night, so he wanted to make friends with Ye Fufeng first.

The only thing to blame is that this saint surnamed Ye appears and disappears on weekdays, and all visitors from the village are turned away. He is really a strange person.

"who is outside"

A vigilant voice of inquiry came from the environment, and it seemed that it must have alarmed the disciples of the Ye Family who were vigilant.

Die before leaving the teacher, should not always make the hero burst into tears.Zhong Limo reacted flexibly, and immediately pretended to be a night cat and meowed twice, then the cat slouched and retreated to the corner of the wall, and then sneaked home in the dark.

Lost in the first battle!

I didn't touch the door, what a shame!

Think of him as the most beautiful man in Suxi, but now he has been reduced to the point where he sneaks into the house in the middle of the night. If he talks about it, won't he make people fall to his death with laughter?

In the end, I still have to blame Ye Fufeng. Usually, the dragon sees its head but doesn't see its tail. If it doesn't go deep into the tiger's lair, how can it catch the tiger's cub?

Fortunately, he, Zhong Limei, is a talent who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, and doesn't cry when he sees the coffin.

If the first try fails, try again.

Besides, on the second night, the moon is still the same moon, and the sky is still the same sky.However, perhaps because of the precedent of last night, Zhongli Mo became more refined this time, without any hesitation or entanglement, he jumped straight into the intermediate state.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng, Zhong Limo saw from a distance the disciple of the Ye Family who was on guard today, his sleeping posture was very strange at the moment, he could fall asleep standing there.

Could this be the state where the guards in the middle are extremely strict?

"Tut tsk tsk..." He first lamented that it is hard to live up to the prestigious name, and then thought about it, maybe there is still an ambush, and he must not take it lightly.

Then, a certain son started the adventure story in Longtan.Zhongli Mo first wandered around in the environment for a long time, but he never found Ye Fufeng's quiet room. When he was very depressed, he saw that he had already reached the boundary of Baiyu Hot Spring.

The moonlight is cold, and layers of mist rise above the hot spring, just like a fairyland in the sky. On the side of the strange rocks, black clothes are neatly placed, stacked like tofu blocks.

It's already so dark, it's really strange that someone will take a bath again, I don't know who it is in the Ye Mansion.

Zhong Limo was really curious, tiptoed and tiptoed towards the strange rock, peeked out his eyes, and saw that it was Ye Fufeng who was going to die.

It's really a fleeting misfortune, good luck never comes, and misfortunes never come singly.Thinking that he might be beaten to death as a flower-picker, Zhong Limo trembled. God knows how unfathomable the next head of the Ye family is. He originally planned to have a chat and make friends. This time, even Ye Fufeng His nakedness was also matched.

What kind of friends are you still doing?

To bathe together in the warm pool with naked friends facing each other?

ha?

Zhong Limo twitched the corner of his mouth like a toothache.

The moonlight poured on the spring water, shimmering and shining, and the people in the spring showed their smooth and white backs. The green silk like ink was only loosely tied with a ribbon with a cloud pattern, and then the ribbon gradually spread out. Thousands of strands of hair were scattered.

Zhong Limei had seen him before, but after a quick glance, and after inquiring from many sources, he knew that this person was lofty and aloof, noble and noble, but he was a real master of abstinence, so he decided that he was a butterfly-like person among flowers. People are bound to be disliked by him, not to mention treating each other with blue eyes, even white eyes are not his turn.If that's the case, it's better not to bother her, so as to save some face.

If it wasn't for that fellow Rong Cheng who coaxed and tricked him into making a bet, Zhong Limo wouldn't have sneaked in at night with a shy face.

This time it can be regarded as stealing chickens and losing money?

The people in the hot spring didn't seem to notice it, but Zhong Limei's old face was unexpectedly stained with a layer of rouge, his heart was beating non-stop, and when he touched it carefully, a little drop of sweat emerged from his forehead.

It's really strange, for the first time, Mr. Cai Fan, who is a frequent visitor in Wenrou Township and has read countless erotic pictures in opera books, is a little bit shy.

Zhongli Mo picked up the neatly arranged ink shirts and wiped off his sweat with gentle movements, wanting to exit this place and the in-between environment with light hands and feet.

It's a pity that he didn't realize it until he was halfway back. Wasn't Ye Fufeng's clothes clutched in his hands in a hurry?

Die or die, misfortune and misfortune.Should he take it away by hand, or be a good person and send it back, or dig a hole and bury it?

It was really a dilemma, so I had no choice but to stand in the middle of the road, not knowing whether to return or leave, and struggled a lot.

After thinking about it, he returned to the hot spring in the middle place, and secretly put the clothes back when people were not prepared. After all, he didn't tell that taking people's clothes was not done by a gentleman, and it should be returned to the original owner.

When I went to see it, I was shocked.

There was no one in the hot spring in that environment, Zhong Limo looked around for a week, the surroundings were quiet, empty, and there was no one.

Could it be that Ye Fufeng ran into the room naked just now, he seemed to have missed some rare elegance in the world, and a burst of regret suddenly struck in his heart.

A certain gentleman was still immersed in unparalleled regret, but he heard a clear voice in his ears.

"I don't know who is so daring, dare to break into the middle place, and steal the clothes of the saint. It turns out that it is Zhong Li's boy."

Hearing someone talking behind him, Zhongli's heart shrank, and he thought, Zhongli's boy is going to die, but he was recognized. Is my back so amazing that he stands out from the rest of the world?

"Return the clothes to you." Before he had time to think about it, Zhong Limo threw his clothes sideways and ran wildly, thinking that if Ye Fufeng brought up this matter again in the future, he would just beat him to death and refuse to admit it, and let your Great Saint Master question you. You don't admit it.

The great sage master who is ruthless, desireless, and demanding in the middle is always not good at spreading this matter in all directions. After all, whether it is peeking or being watched, it is quite shameless to face others.

"Heh, since you're here, why is there any reason to leave?"

Ye Fufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his mouth curled up, he pulled out the bone flute around his waist, and chased after him with lightness kung fu.

I don't know why, when Zhong Limei heard this, goose bumps all over his body, and he felt very bad in his heart.

It seems like something big is going to happen.

Legend has it that Ye Fufeng is good at the bone flute in the middle place, and his song is famous all over the world. At first, the sound of the bone flute was cold and lonely, like cold rain falling, and cold stars, and then it was like thousands of troops and horses. The trend gradually calmed down, whispering softly, gentle and peaceful, but like a lover whispering, lingering and tired.

Zhong Limo saw that the person was following closely, but kept at a fixed distance, as if playing a game of cat and mouse, it was not obvious who was the cat and who was the mouse.

In addition, the sound of the bone flute was endless all the way, disturbing people's hearts and souls, the teacher was fascinated, and his mind was shaken. He knew that Ye Fufeng was not an idle person, and he had fallen into his hands this time, and he would not do it again. Doing useless work, he consciously stopped, and only waited for Ye Fufeng to show up before explaining and discussing.

It doesn't matter if you are perfunctory or fooling around, when the time comes, we will see each other again and play by ear.

The black color suddenly appeared, the person who came had black hair loose, and the collar of the shirt was slightly open, it was Ye Fufeng or anyone else.

Zhong Limo only felt his Adam's apple tighten, and thought that Ye Fufeng is really pretty!

This □□Xun heart is not afraid of death, it really does not shed tears when it is about to die.

"Oh, Mr. Zhongli, don't you need to explain to me?" Zhongli put away the bone flute, raised his eyelids, and smiled.

"...Forehead..."

A moment of silence.

Zhongli's blind eyes flickered, his fingertips pressed against his chin, and he was thinking hard, looking like he was wandering away.

All of a sudden, he felt his body suddenly soaring into the air, and then he came back to his senses, his face paled, and his hands quickly climbed onto Ye Fufeng's shoulders, for fear that he would be thrown out like a log.

"Hey, Ye Fufeng, what are you doing... why... hug me?"

"..."

"Put me down quickly, or I'll call you molested."

"..."

"Help! Molested!"

"Mr. Caifan broke into my space at night, do you still want to recruit people?"

"It's my fault that you put me down and take your clothes, I just..."

"A moment of admiration for my son, yes"

"No... no... ah..."

Ye Fufeng flung himself pretentiously, and Zhong Limo was so frightened that he hugged the opponent's neck even more, and they were very close for a while.

The vibe was a little off.

Quiet indoors.

"What are you going to do, put me down quickly, you great sage master who has no desires and no desires, I was originally here to make friends with you, this is how the legendary Yejiazhuang Intermediary treats guests? Huh?" Zhong Limo was wronged at first, I really don't know where he got the cheek, where did he get the confidence to speak so righteously, so extraordinary.

The skin is unusually thick, comparable to a city wall.

Ye Fufeng only hugged him high, with a smile that was not a smile, and then put him on the couch in the quiet room, and then said: "Guests? The guests in the middle of the world always go through the main entrance, and come in over the wall." You are not considered a guest. If you are not a guest, how can you talk about hospitality?"

Ye Fufeng said this, chuckled, lifted Zhongliying's chin condescendingly, and continued: "What am I going to do? Mr. Zhongli asked such a good question. What do you think I am going to do? Climbing the wall in the middle of the night, you Are you going to have a tryst with Ben Sheng? Even so, why don’t you confess directly, and don’t watch me take a shower secretly? If you want to see it, why don’t I show it to you?”

The amount of information in these words was a bit large, and Zhong Liying was a little confused by what he said, and he didn't react for a long time.

Why is there something wrong with Ye Fufeng, the ruthless, desireless and demanding saint teacher in the rumors? Could it be that he has become obsessed with cultivation, or has he taken some wrong medicine?

Zhong Liying stretched out a hand cautiously and tremblingly, and touched Ye Fufeng's forehead tremblingly. After pasting the front and back stickers, he compared the temperature of his own forehead. Broken brain.

Since the brain is not burnt out, the problem seems to be serious.

tryst?show you?

Ye Fufeng was pasted by him, and he didn't tense for a while, but laughed "hahaha...hahaha..." on the spot.

It's okay not to smile, but with this smile, Zhong Liying felt even more frightened.

However, this is not the most thrilling thing. When Ye Fufeng kissed him suddenly, it seemed that a flash of light suddenly exploded in his mind, and his mind was suddenly turned upside down.

It feels wonderful, soft, moist, and crispy.

Zhong Liying was stunned for a moment, then touched his lower lip, then stared at the face that was very close, looked again and again, shamelessly stretched out his hand to touch it, and after confirming that it was a real person, he smiled.

Then, he moved a little closer, his face flushed, and he said shyly, "Kiss again."

The tip of Ye Fufeng's ear, which was stared at by him, was so red that it was almost transparent, and he clumsily kissed again where he just kissed, but this time the kiss took too long, and Zhong Liying almost carried it away in one breath.

what!

Do not live by committing sins.

Today, the sky is clear, the sun is warm and the wind is warm.

There was an earth-shattering news from Yejiazhuang, and it swept the whole village for a while, and it spread, spread, and spread throughout Suxi City.

In restaurants, flower houses, teahouses, and in the streets and alleys, people are talking about one thing. The people talking about it range from old men and women who are buried up to their necks, to children with yellow hair and drooping hair.

When it comes to this matter, they either cover their mouths and smile, or wink, or look at each other with a smile, or spread it wildly, or suddenly realize it, in short, all kinds of things, and so on.

It seems that they all look like "Oh, I get it, do you get it?", "Oh, you get it, and I get it too".

Another talented idler made up a ditty based on this, and named it "Feng Ying Song" as a commemoration, commemorating that the most beautiful man in Suxi was finally accepted. As soon as the ditty came out, it became popular all over the city overnight. It has become a classic song of Hualou, and everyone who comes here must order it.

Later, even the monkey-like dolls on the streets and alleys could sing, you say, I say, or everyone sings loudly together.

Later, this little song was continued and edited by countless capable people, and it seemed to become the existence of a new generation of golden eighteen touches.

Of course, these are things to follow.

Zhong Liying didn't expect that he would sleep in Ye Fufeng's quiet room all night, with his clothes on, but he woke up too late in the morning, and bumped into the maid who came to clean the quiet room, and then, the rumors snowballed like this. Roll bigger.

Roll to the end, roll to become true.

Zhong Liying actually climbed onto the bed of Ye Fufeng, the ruthless, desireless and demanding saint teacher in the middle world, and fought with Ye Fufeng on the bed for [-] rounds overnight.

As for who goes up and who goes down, hundreds of children from all over Yejiazhuang unanimously said: "Is this kind of problem still needed? It's so obvious that we can't see it. Our owner is naturally... hmph, you understand."

Girl, big sister, uncle and aunt, big nephew, all the people in Yejiazhuang, old and young, you have been talking for a long time, but you still don’t understand!

Later, according to a reliable source, Rong Chengjun revealed the secret when he was drunk, and the matter finally came to light.

Everyone shouted, "Oh, oh, oh, so it is, so it is, ha, I knew it was not that simple."

Later, "Feng Ying Song" became "Feng Ying Song".

Besides, when Zhong Liying went to Hualou to look for Rong Chengjun to fulfill his bet, he thought to himself, if he wants to serve my son three months of footwashing water, why not take him to death?

Thinking beautifully in my heart, I held a fan in my hand and twirled it.In the end, he was blocked at the entrance of the flower building, and the old lady who had seen him laughing and wrinkled her face was writhing on the ground, trying to prevent him from entering.

The reason is that the Tao was ordered by the Dong family, whoever the Dong family is, and the young master of Yejiazhuang.

Zhong Liying laughed again and again like an idiot, waved his hands, and said: "If you don't go in, you won't go in. I will listen to what my wife says. If he says you won't let me in, then I won't go in, but , I have to say a word and go back."

He suddenly raised his voice and said in a loud voice: "Han Rongcheng, you eat everything inside and out, you have a few glasses of wine and a few beauties, you actually sold me, why don't you get out and serve 30 days of footwashing water?"

After yelling, he laughed again and again to himself, and muttered, "Fortunately, I sold it to Xiaoye."

At this time, Han Rongcheng poked out the dog's head cautiously from the second floor, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and shouted: "Brother Zhongli, Mr. Caifan, Aying, I will definitely not handle this footwashing water. The reason is also Simple, you have heard the latest "Ying Fengqu" that is still hot. By the way, this "Yingfengqu" was originally called "Fengyingqu". Tell the truth after drinking, but you know that I never lie, but, there is one thing, as a brother, I always face you, brother Zhongli, sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home!"

Zhong Liying was so angry that Ling Xiao's blood was about to spurt out, and he wanted to pull the dog's head and pat it a few times before he could relieve his anger.

Besides, whether to sell or not, we have to start talking about it three months ago.

I still remember that before March, Ye Fufeng went to find Mr. Rong Cheng, under the willow branches, the spring breeze was ten miles away.

"I don't know what's the matter with Master Ye?" Han Rongcheng said.

"This sage has his eyes on someone, and I hope that Rong Chengjun can help him a little bit." Ye Fufeng stood by the lake with his hands behind his back, his black robes fluttering against the wind.

"To be able to enter Fufeng's eyes, how stunning is that? What kind of celestial beauty? May I ask which young lady is it?" Han Rongcheng was surprised at first, and then curiously asked with a pair of peach-blossom eyes.

"It's not the little sister, it's the little brother! It's the boy from Zhongli's house who often drinks tea with you." Ye Fufeng said every word very clearly.

"..."

"If it succeeds, I will drink as much as I want in the future, and I can come in and out of the flower houses in the city as I like. These are all properties of my middle ground." Ye Fufeng said while picking a willow leaf casually.

Tao Huayan narrowed her eyes, touched her chin and said, "Master Ye, are you serious?"

"What do you think?" Ye Fufeng put the willow leaf to his lips, and blew out a melody, which was "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix":

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget;

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

"Okay, deal." Han Rongcheng clapped his hands together and said, "Mr. Caifan will hand it over to Brother Ye in the future."