naive rivers and lakes

I went down the stairs all the way, the stairs were twists and turns, and the dim candlelight illuminated the road ahead. Look at the candle flame, and after reading it, he sighed a waste of money, is the mermaid candle just a waste of Gong here?This prodigal degree is comparable to that of my father.

It's not that I haven't walked past here, it's just that the last time I walked here was painted with fluorescent powder, which was faint like a will-o'-the-wisp. Yin Mo watched me go down and joked: "Could it be that you are half-blind at night? Why are you walking like this?" Jianghu." I lazily replied yes, and he replaced the fluorescent powder with candles.

Tsk tsk tsk knife mouth bean curd heart, if your soft heart is facing the owner of Nanfeng Nanshao, the two of you will have been together long ago.I rubbed between my brows, and blamed Yin Mo for his inappropriate gentleness. The stairs under my feet stretched to nowhere. On the long, quiet and narrow road, only my footsteps echoed constantly.

Very lonely.

My feet paused, and I had the illusion that I was back in my childhood. I was in the endless darkness, and I couldn't see anything, only the vast darkness. After staying in the darkness for a long time, I could get used to it and could see my hands. , the general outline of the object, but even lying on the warm animal skin, it can't stop the invasion of the cold darkness, crying and shouting with all their strength, all of them are locked in the darkness with all their strength.

You see, following the traces of the past to trace the source, everything can be traced, and in the end it is still to be blamed on that bastard Fang Zhiwei. Like an evil spirit, at a certain moment, it attacked with claws and claws, like a blow to the head, a basin of cold water.

This is why I still refuse to forgive my father.I don't care about the slight difference in blood relationship. I was raised by him and called him father for ten years. It's fine for him to lie to me. Even my memory has to be tampered with with Asura pupils. Give another false appearance of being home, but he didn't deceive me well, and I still found that all this was just an illusion.

That being the case, he should have told me everything in the morning.Thousands of lies are needed to cover one lie, it takes a lot of effort.

There were no steps to go down, so I opened the door and walked through the side door. I was going to go left, but after sniffing the scent in the air, I turned around, turned back, and rubbed my nose with my hand. It's Bai Qinglian, the Taoist master Bai, who wouldn't enter Huajie Liuxiang even if he was beaten to death. The Gu plate is in his hands, so what if he knows my whereabouts?

I raised my head and swallowed the pill that can suppress the silk-drawing Gu, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this would be all right, when I heard the wind, I turned around and saw Bai Qinglian's clothes fluttering like a banished fairy, and immediately used Qinggong to step on the snow without a trace Stuck into a brothel, it's a pity that I was in a panic and didn't take a closer look at the name of the brothel. The red background of the brothel was written in gold letters in wild and unrestrained cursive script, impressively writing: Die Lian Hua.

After I entered the brothel, I took a few steps in a hurry to avoid attracting too many people. I grabbed a girl and went upstairs. I wanted to steal a girl's clothes and pretend to run away, but when I walked halfway, my fingers were dragged into her chest , those fingers were weak and boneless, and when I lowered my head, I could smell the strong smell of powder on the person. The girl's face was only delicate, but her eyes were full of charm, and she gave me a just right wink. One hand barely reached up to the side of my waist, I smiled, and pressed the fingers of the man who was wandering wantonly, thinking that if I touch it up, it will be a short sword, what will happen if I accidentally draw the sword.The hand on the man's chest slid down to the man's waist, pinching the man's soft waist. A woman's waist is very soft, but not all women have a willow waist that can kill people. .

Is this me taking advantage or she is taking advantage of me.

I smiled lowly, pretending to kiss someone's cheek, leaned back and tilted my head, pinched the person's waist with my fingers, hugged the person with the other hand, loosened my jaw, and turned half a circle around the person's waist, hiding Passed by a drunken guest who came down the stairs, who knew that the guest was really drunk. I just put him down, and before I could tease him a few words, a hand came towards my face.

With a flick of the folding fan in his hand, he knocked off the hand of the drunken guest, and the brocade-dressed dude raised his head and said drunkenly, "Yo——he has a big temper, I like it, rich and noble, drag people up for me... "

I smiled, looked at a few people who appeared out of nowhere, and patted the shoulder of the girl in my hand. The mid-mature woman hurried down the stairs, tugged on the sleeve of the rich boy, and persuaded: "I'm sorry. This is another guest, not our young lady here, guest—would you like to be accompanied by someone else?"

The guest was arrogant, he couldn't understand human words after he was drunk, so he slapped the bustard directly, I raised my eyebrows, leaned lazily on the railing, held the girl in my hand with one hand, and fanned the fan leisurely with the other. In the middle, the old bustard staggered a few steps and was almost thrown off. He was helped by a few girls, and everyone who should retreat around them retreated. Many heads appeared upstairs to watch the fun. I sneered and ran my fingers along the crowd. Feeling all the way down the back, pinching the soft flesh on the waist, he asked lazily: "Well, look, do I look so much like a young lady?"

The woman blushed suddenly, and stepped back to avoid it, so I grabbed her waist and oppressed her, and continued to ask: "Sister, do you like me? Huh?"

"I like it, son, you are so good-looking, and you can talk like that, I'm going to die of embarrassment?" She half-truthfully coquettishly, with the handkerchief covering her face, I suddenly understood the joy of teasing women like this, looking at it like this It's really interesting to read. A woman's thoughts are deep, but her face will always reveal a little bit. After she finds out, she will hurriedly cover it up, trying to cover it up, and tempting people to spy.

I shook the folding fan in my hand and looked at the people who were going to arrest me. I felt that this was really unreasonable. It stands to reason that my face is not so good-looking. Why does it always attract rotten peach blossoms?Or is this guest too drunk?

Before I could make a move, a wine bowl was thrown from upstairs, and it landed in the middle with a slap, and it fell apart. I pushed the girl aside, and slapped the broken porcelain with a flick of the folding fan. Landing at the feet of the escaping dandy, the dandy screamed, and the surrounding servants were in a mess. I covered my smile with a fan and looked up for the person who threw the wine bowl. Before I could find it, The person who threw the wine bowl showed half of his head.

"Little friend, come up." The man was holding a wine gourd in his hand and was drinking with his head up. He had no hair on his head and was wearing a stone blue shirt. His face could not be seen clearly, but his voice sounded very familiar. I followed my words. Upstairs, the dude was cursing and trying to go up, but he was stopped by the servants around him. One of the servants tried to persuade the man not to be messed with, saying that the man was a man in the world, and people in the world would act recklessly, so don't provoke him easily. good.

When I went upstairs, I saw the man leaning against the pillar. The man smiled at me, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, the corners of his lips were pitiful, but the corners of his brows and eyes were full of sarcasm. I frowned, and finally remembered this man Who is it? I can't help feeling that Master Liansheng, who is unkempt and dirty, is still a decent uncle after tidying up.

I went up to him and asked him what he was doing, and if there was something to say, monk Liansheng innocently pointed at the pillar, and someone pulled him on the back of his collar, and I slammed into an embrace, surrounded by a mixture of musk and rose scents. smell.Slightly cold fingers rested on my shoulder casually, and knocked a few times lazily.

"Long time no see." The voice was still low and magnetic, which made my heart tremble.

Someone pinched my waist suddenly, I haven't seen him for a few years, I still remember clearly where I can touch and what I can't touch this person, I gritted my teeth and copied Xueman, the blade slipped out, and someone grabbed my waist tightly , Xueman was about to pierce it by a few inches, when someone sighed in his ear: "You're skinny."

I dangerously clasped the dagger in my hand, sighed, and said, "Don't you think it's wrong to reminisce about the old days in front of your father with this posture?" So please let me go, Palace Master Huafanhua, I think He was about to step on someone hard, but his foot missed, and he was kicked suddenly, almost losing his balance, but he couldn't fall down because he was hugged.

"My parents have died a long time ago. Monk, I want to reminisce about the old days. You can always leave, right?" I couldn't see the man's face, but I could only hear his voice, slightly cold, with a layer of alienation underneath. Reject people thousands of miles away.

"See you next time, little friend, take care." I gritted my teeth, feeling that I had been unlucky for eight lifetimes today, and cast a bitter look at the monk who lied to me, put away the dagger in my hand, and leaned lazily behind me The man clicked his tongue and said, "Monks who don't tell lies, you are afraid that you will be struck by thunder."

"I've returned to vulgarity." Huajiu took a look at me, he was not a person of high morals, he raised his brows at me disdainfully, showing that he didn't care about the thunder and lightning, flung his sleeves, and jumped down the stairs, It disappeared after a few steps.

"Okay, let go, Hua..." Before I finished speaking, the finger came in, I frowned, thinking that this person was still the same as before, pushing too much, thinking of the past memory, I felt hatred again, and my teeth fell down hard Go, he let me bite me ignorantly, and said in a low voice: "You clearly know what to call me, whether you want to be different or not, it's never up to you."

"Obviously it was you who broke in without knowing it, naive, why do you blame me?" he asked.

Hearing this, I let go, and sighed in my heart that the world is impermanent. Hua Fan took off his finger and wiped the scar on his finger with a handkerchief. His finger was white, and it was very conspicuous when stained with a little blood. His finger was bleeding from biting it, he didn't necessarily feel good, but there was still a sticky smell of blood in my mouth, so it didn't feel good either.

What's more, the person in front of me, just standing, is enough to make me upset.

He loosened the hand around my waist and turned to pull my back collar. It was still the same problem as before. I let others drag me lazily, thinking that sooner or later I would settle the score. Downstairs is Bai Qinglian waiting for me to go out. Upstairs It's Huafan again, and besides, I can't run anymore, so let's settle this old debt with others.

I was still familiar with being pressed against the door panel as soon as the door was closed. I lazily raised my eyes and said, "Okay, next time don't throw me on..."

"Where did you touch that **** just now, naive?" Those blood red eyes narrowed dangerously.

Three years have passed, and I have made progress. I will never run away intimidated by people's momentum. I lean against the door like a boneless person, and ask people in the eyes: "What does it have to do with you?"

As if he had never heard of it, he squinted his eyes and smiled: "Do you want me to help you recall? Huh?"