Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Cheng Jiao stood behind Shangbieyun, looked at the top of his head, a smile appeared in the deepest part of his eyes, but his face was not revealed, and his tone was still cold: "It just so happens that the handkerchief is still at Mr. Bar."

Shang Bieyun pressed the handkerchief to the corner of his mouth, coughed and turned his head: "Do you know why I have taken you out more than Cong Yin in the past two years?"

Cheng Jiao's eyes fell on the veil, following Shang Bieyun's movements: "Because I'm a boy, it's convenient to take it out."

"No." Shang Bieyun threw the handkerchief into Cheng Jiao's arms, and turned back, "Because you didn't like to bully people."

Cheng Jiao caught the handkerchief, twirled it with his fingertips, folded it again, and put it back in his bosom.

At this time, the gatekeeper's voice was heard from outside the door: "Brother, hurry up, don't dawdle, you will annoy the distinguished guests."

A childish voice: "I...I dare not...Brother Fang said that they were fighting with each other, and they are venting their anger everywhere."

The two of them were still some distance away from the boathouse, but the people in the room were very good at hearing. Hearing this, they couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

After a while, the gatekeeper opened the curtain: "Master, someone is calling." Pushing the people behind him forward, he backed out.

For the first time, the young man stood alone in the middle of the houseboat, surrounded by candles shining brightly, making one feel flustered.He rubbed the hem of his clothes uneasily.

When he was doing the sword dance just now, Shang Bieyun didn't notice him at all, maybe he was standing in a corner where the lights couldn't shine.No wonder, he couldn't support this dance at all, the crimson gauze was worn on him, like wearing someone else's clothes by mistake, the corners of the clothes were almost torn by him.

"What's your name?" Shang Bieyun tried his best to use the softest voice.

The young man trembled a little when he heard the voice: "Brother Ling...Brother Ling."

"...Smart spirit?" Shang Bieyun held back for a while, but still asked.A little run on people, can't hold back.

"The bell of the bell." It was obviously not the first time that Brother Ling was asked this question, and he answered this sentence quite fluently.

"Oh, come on, take two steps forward and come to me, your voice is too low, I'll ask you a few words." Shang Bieyun waved to Brother Ling.

Brother Ling raised his head, glanced at him quickly, then lowered his head again.Brother Fang went back and cried, saying that it was the best-looking villain sitting on the main seat, who poured wine all over him, and the boy in red with a fierce face slapped him fiercely.

At the glance just now, aren't these two people there?

Brother Ling glanced around from the corner of his eyes, and felt that the beautiful monk with smooth hair was the most pleasing to the eye, so he involuntarily moved his feet in the direction of the monk.

Shang Bieyun's hand was hanging in the air, he was very embarrassed, and he waved weakly at Zhanming.

Zhan Ming stood up and smiled kindly: "Amitabha, the benefactor of the bell, you don't have to be afraid, we just have something to ask you, you can rest assured, at least I am a good person."

Shangbieyun held back, telling himself not to argue with him verbally.

Brother Ling waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I was just... a little nervous just now, master just ask."

Zhan Ming clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, bell benefactor, are you an adult?"

Brother Ling and everyone present were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect this to be the first question he asked.

"It's...an adult. Because of me, I grew up on this boat since I was a child. My brothers all said that I haven't seen the world and I don't have enough heart, so I look small." Brother Ling talked to Zhan Ming, obviously Fluent a little.

Zhan Ming asked again: "Amitabha, the benefactor of the bell, did all the players on the boat, such as Brother Fang just now, grow up on the boat like you? I apologize for being rude. I don't know. Are the parents of the benefactor still alive?"

Brother Ling looked a little sad: "I've been on the boat as long as I can remember, and I haven't seen my parents. There are two older brothers like me who were picked up and raised by the master's family, but most of them are not, Brother Fang There are parents, but the family is poor and there are many children, so they sell him in, and when they save enough money, they still have to redeem themselves."

"Amitabha. Bell benefactor, everyone has their own fate. You are generous, and you will be rewarded. I just don't know, except for the brothers on this boat who were picked up by the master's family, the rest were all given by their parents. Did the family sell it?"

"That's not true. That person was recommended by himself. He sang so well. When the master inspected him, all of us in the cabin gathered around to listen. The master decided to keep him on the spot, that's..." Brother Ling was attracted by Zhan Ming's words, and showed a look of reminiscence, but when he said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

Zhan Ming and Shang Bieyun exchanged a look, without even paying attention to Amitabha, he said, "What is it?"

Brother Ling flinched, showing a troubled expression: "I... I'm too talkative, the master doesn't let us mention it, master forgive me... I, I can't..."

A trace of just-right disappointment appeared on Zhan Ming's face: "Amitabha, the benefactor of the bell, if this is the case, then forget it. To tell you the truth, the three of us were originally lovers of music. He has a good voice that is empty and jade-like, it can make people feel like hearing fairy music, like falling into an illusion, and the heart itch for a long time, then let go of the worldly worries, and want to make a special trip to see it."

Brother Ling hesitated.If Brother Fang must have found other words to prevaricate at this time, but he could only stand slumped, as if he couldn't be ashamed of the master knowing everything without saying anything.

Li Dongyuan tentatively opened his mouth: "You can't say anything else, or you can tell us directly, can you still see him on this ship in the future? As you can see, the three of us are not on this road. How many times will we come here?" Inconvenience, just tell us, so that we don't worry about it anymore. It's enough to answer whether you are there or not, are you not allowed to say it?"

Brother Ling blushed, his lips twitched, and it took him a long time to say: "No, you all don't..."

"Don't force him any more." A voice suddenly came from the door, cutting off Brother Ling's words, with a long twist at the end, "Our Brother Ling is the most obedient, look, your little face It's getting red."

The person who spoke opened the curtain and came in. It was a young man, wearing a pair of wide sleeves, with a clear complexion, loose hair, and a line of red at the corners of his eyes painted with cinnabar.As soon as he came in, he smiled and pushed Brother Ling's back: "Okay, okay, clumsy tongue, the nobleman can't answer a few questions, don't spoil the nobleman, go out, here I come call."

Pushing the person out behind him and approaching the door, he turned around, first bowed down with a smile on his face, and bowed to the head of the throne: "We didn't know it was Shang, everyone, but we were negligent, and we found this stupid boy to accompany you." Bin, come here, call Fangnianhuayue four over."

Shang Bieyun declined with a smile: "No need, that brother Fang who was there just now ran away because of my anger."

The man took two steps forward, knelt down in front of Shangbieyun's desk, pressed the sleeve of his wrist with one hand, and poured wine for Shangbieyun: "Brother Fang is a petty person, don't blame everyone, I will discipline you when I go down." he."

"No need, it's my fault." Shang Bieyun took the glass and took a sip, "Do you recognize me?"

"That's natural." The expression on the man's face was a little exaggerated deliberately, "People from the music workshop, those from the getai, those of us who make a living playing dance music, who has never heard of the reputation of merchant pianos."

"Besides, in our profession, we are more greedy for good color. Everyone's looks are small, and I passed them on when I was still learning art." He blushed just right again, and lowered his eyebrows.

Shang Bieyun couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable at the weird eyes that Shang Zhanming and Li Dongyuan passed over, so he cleared his throat.

"What little statue?" Cheng Jiao didn't speak for a long time, but suddenly asked this.

Shang Bieyun turned his head, thinking that he was looking for trouble, and gave him a blank look.

The man glanced at Cheng Jiao: "It's just that there was a sister who was good at fine brushwork in Diaolou a few years ago. After seeing everyone from a distance, she came back and drew it. If there is such a good thing, it has been passed around in our circle for a few times. Otherwise, how would I be lucky enough to recognize everyone."

"Hmm." Cheng Jiao just nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Shang Bieyun received several urging eyes from Zhanming, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Cough, the details are not worth mentioning. But since you know me, it's easy to talk about. You also know that I am a happy person. Rumors are unavoidable. It’s useless to say it a thousand times, is the legend here still alive?”

The man bent down and saluted firmly: "Let me tell you the truth, no matter how much I try to catch other people, I dare not catch the merchants. The boy did stay on our boat for a while, but he has already left. As for where we went, we don’t know. The reason why we haven’t said it to the outside world is because we want to borrow his name again. It’s really a pity to ask everyone to go for nothing. Why don’t you call me next time you come, I will definitely have a good voice to cheer you up."

When he heard "It's not as good as this", Shang Bieyun thought he was going to say "tonight's expenses are wiped out" next, and after waiting for a long time, his wish came to nothing, and he was inevitably upset: "No need, no one will come again."

He lowered his voice again: "A good voice is not good, you and I know it well. According to what I heard, when that child sang, some... weird things happened."

The man couldn't help laughing: "There's nothing weird about it, it's just a bit of bragging. We also contributed to the flames for the sake of fame. It's all rumors. How can everyone really believe it?"

Shang Bieyun and Zhanming Dongyuan each looked at each other, knowing that the opening has been closed, and they may return in vain today.

The man couldn't stop laughing and apologizing, but Shang Bieyun didn't bother to bother him, so he stood up and left.Cheng Jiao's words suddenly came out like a sword, and stopped him: "It took so much effort to make such a big name, it seems like a cash cow right away, but you just let others go like this?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Look at what this young man said, he came freely, we are not robbers and bandits, he comes and goes freely, can't we forcefully stop him?"

"Freedom?" Cheng Jiao glanced at the window above the door, and the tall and strong shadow of the gatekeeper was reflected in the window.

"For the sake of this, I want you to know that the three sitting in front of you are law-abiding and good-tempered. But as for the whereabouts of that child, our Lord Shang must know, so he brought me here. I Cut off your head now, and ask the people on the boat, there will always be someone who knows that fate is precious. When the time comes, I will set fire to the boat and surrender myself. If Lord Shang finds someone, he won’t For you, a dead man."

"It's better for you to let the wind out now. Let's be more cautious and never reveal that the news is from you. We have nothing to do when we go out. Don't mention anyone in the future. You can still take the money for chartering the boat tonight, Gao Happy to ask for your master's reward. How to choose?"

With his hands on his waist, Cheng Jiao pushed out the half-edged sword with his thumb, and raised his eyes halfway, the sharpness of which was brighter than the light of the sword.

The author has something to say: Thank you Zhiyuyan and Du Chunhui for watering the cutie~

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In addition, bothering everyone, the new article will be seamlessly opened, you can read it by poking the column, rushing to the street to ask for an advance receipt, it is still ancient, you can read it if you like.bow.

"A Cultivator Who Wants to Die"

Master Li Rui was cultivating immortals, and he followed, in a daze, what he was cultivating was longevity.

At the age of 15, he went down the mountain to participate in ghost training and disappeared.

Three months later, he was thrown in front of his mountain gate in a coma. After waking up, everything was normal.

It was not until a long time later that Li Rui knew what was abnormal.

He lived forever.

Master didn't succeed in cultivation, lived for almost [-] years, and still died.

Slowly, everyone he saw died.

Li Rui locked the gate of the courtyard and went down the mountain. From then on, he stopped cultivating longevity and started cultivating death.

He wandered around the world under the mountain for a long time, and thought of many ways, but he couldn't die no matter what.

Then one day, a person suddenly appeared when he was looking for death again, twisted his hands and pushed him against the wall, and said viciously: "You dare to die without my permission? You deserve to die too? Drag me With this life, I will use it. After the matter is done, I will give you death."

Li Rui broke one of his arms, slipped out of his arms, went around behind his back, wrapped his arm around his neck, and smiled: "That's not okay. We get along day and night, if you don't want me to die in the end, Who do I talk to?"

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