bone cutter

Yan Chengqing was originally looking arrogant, but when he saw the beauty, he immediately changed his expression and straightened his back. It's a pity that he didn't have a folding fan, otherwise the fan would have been shaken by him.

He has always loved beauties, and now that beauties are in front of him, he must rush to talk to her before others, especially Xie Qi, so he stared at Xie Qi seriously, who knows that Xie Qi didn't care at all. The beauty at the door drank alone in front of the empty throne.

Adjusted the drenched skirt, stepped forward a few steps and said politely: "I will close the door for the girl."

The beauty smiled, and lightly opened her red lips: "Then there will be Mr. Lao." No matter what, the people in the temple could not have imagined that the beauty's voice was rough, thick and clear, and it was a man's voice no matter what angle it was heard from.

The corners of Yan Chengqing's eyes and lips twitched slightly, he closed the door, turned around, his face turned white and blue, and asked in disbelief: "Are you a man?"

The beauty took out a pink handkerchief from nowhere, winked at him shyly, and said, "Young master can really joke, but the concubine is naturally a woman." She was obviously a charming, fair-skinned woman, but she uttered a thick male voice, Yan Chengqing felt a little hard to accept for a while, but he had to take back the hospitality he gave even if he knelt down.

Then he said with a smile on his lips: "Girl, it's better not to talk, you look better when you don't talk."

The beauty looked at Yan Chengqing resentfully, hesitated to speak: "My lord..." She seemed to be puzzled why she offended him, and asked her to shut up.

Yan Chengqing pretended not to see, jumped to the corner non-stop, and muttered brokenly: "Damn weather, why hasn't the rain stopped yet, I still want to find my sister Songxian." Zhuang Yin was surprised that he turned his face more than the book Hurry up, speechless, I don't know how much money he spent to buy this Songxian wish message?Shaking his head helplessly, his gaze inadvertently met Xie Qi's red eyes.

Xie Qi raised his face to him and hooked his lips, and said in a low voice: "It seems that it has already started."

While everyone was waiting for the rain to stop, many people came to the dilapidated temple one after another. Lost fathers and sons, young sisters lost with their loved ones, and craftsmen carrying wooden and rattan boxes.

Yan Chengqing was expressionless, and said in his heart: "It's almost there? Are you still coming?"

As if to prove his words, the door opened again, and this time, more than a dozen people squeezed in. There were men and women, gentle and rough, beautiful and ugly. Jujube couldn't bear to look directly.

They carried three or four large boxes, swaggered and walked in unceremoniously, with the aura of buskers all over their bodies.

The temple is not big, but after these people came, it became even more crowded.

"Let me tell you, the little brother under the window, help open the window, he's suffocating to death, he's almost breathless." Yan Chengqing couldn't bear the sticky feeling after his clothes were soaked, and he wished he could set a fire It is good to bake.

The little brother was about to open the window, but was stopped by Zhuang Yin.

"Can't open."

Yan Chengqing asked, "Why can't it be opened?"

The candle flame flickered suddenly, and the temple became even darker.

Zhuang Yin said lightly: "Because this temple is already full of evil spirits."

Everyone hissed, and the two young sisters turned pale with fright, and hugged each other tremblingly.

Among these people, only the craftsman was very calm and calm. He took out two sweet-looking candied haws from the wooden rattan box, and handed them to the two sisters.

"Damn it, you didn't say it earlier!" Yan Chengqing yelled, "Hey, little brother, please close the window tighter, watch out, and don't let anything outside come in."