Rivers and lakes pregnant women record

It rained last night, and the sun shines this morning. The dirt roads in the country are soft and flat, the air does not carry a trace of dust, but there is a smell of earth, and the shining light shines through the gaps in the lush leaves. Very nice.

Two fine horses, one brown and one white, walked forward and backward, and the people on the horses were also very leisurely.

The man in front of him was dressed in soap-colored cloth, with a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance. He was even more heroic when he was riding a horse and holding the rein in his hand.Looking at it again, it is clear that this handsome young man is just a guide, and the person behind him is the real master.

There are three layers of green shirt with arrow sleeves, the colors are from light to dark, her long hair is tied up, and the joy of not going out for a long time hangs on her face.Playing with an unopened fan in his hand, sometimes looking at the flowers and plants, sometimes looking at the people in front of him, his gestures and gestures are outstanding.

The horse stopped, and the man in blue said, "Are you here?"

The soap-clothed man dismounted to inspect, and said respectfully, "Here we are."

"It's really fast." The fan tapped on the palm of his hand, and the man in the green shirt got off his horse and looked up at the plaque on the ruined temple.

Send the son to the Great Immortal Temple.

The man in soap clothes fastened the two horses, and saw the slender figure of the man in green shirt standing leisurely, like the most beautiful scenery in the forest.

"Xiao San, let's go in." The green-clothed man looked back with a faint smile, and stepped forward.

The man in soap was in a trance, when he heard the phrase "Xiao San", his expression changed, and he followed.

"This temple is really crappy, but the Great Immortal of Sending Children...is very watery."

It was a scene that no one had ever worshiped in the temple. The immortal in the center had a round face and big eyes, and was wearing a water-green robe.

The soap-clothed man called Xiao San nodded, "Master, after a long time of investigation, I found out that only the Songzi Daxian Temple here is still intact, and the other places are either destroyed or half destroyed."

The leader clicked his tongue regretfully at the round face behind the altar, "This little fairy is also pitiful."

Xiao San opened his mouth and swallowed the words again.

Of course he is pitiful, even if he is cut off, there will never be someone as shocking to the world as his leader, who is willing to conceive and give birth as a man, so the incense of the Son-giving Immortal, which is specially given to men to give children, will definitely not flourish.

"Hey..." The leader shook his head and sighed in pity, with a sad expression, "It's a pity that he is a clay sculpture, otherwise it would be fun to put him in the room with such a figure. Xiao San, don't you think so?"

"Master, this subordinate is called Meng San." Trying to stretch his frown, "And..."

"I know your name is Meng San," the leader was in high spirits, knocking on his fan and turning around, regardless of his subordinates' rebuttal, "What else?"

The corner of Meng San's mouth twitched, and he said, "Human beings are different."

His family leader's flirtatiousness is well known to everyone, but to think so much about the gods in the temple, it's really...

"It's just talking, but you still take it seriously. Really take this little fairy back, such a heavy clay sculpture, should you carry it or should I carry it? Holding it at night, it still feels cold and hurts your hands. Let's go, go to the next place."

Meng San was startled and said, "The leader doesn't want to pay homage to the Immortal Sending Son?"

There was a little disappointment under the seductive long eyelashes of black, "No, this little fairy is young, and the succession of the family is such a big matter, I don't feel relieved to leave it to him. Besides, hey... It's hard to say. Didn't you find someone who can make a man conceive?" Are you an expert? I'm going to pay a visit now."

The master was about to leave, so Meng San naturally followed.But before the leader left the temple gate, he looked back at the little fairy with nostalgia, and he didn't miss it.Hard to say?Isn't it because he has so much thoughts on this god, so he can no longer worship him as a god piously?

Just about to get on the horse, a carrier pigeon flew past, Meng San let it rest on his forearm, removed the rope from his feet, he could read the handwriting on the envelope.

"But if you don't play with me for a month, you will be in such a hurry. Ling Zhongnan is really getting more and more..."

Opening the letter and glanced at it casually, Yuan Jiu turned the letter paper into powder with internal force with a smile on his face, frowning and thinking, what should I say about Ling Zhongnan getting worse?Lustful, vulgar, low-spirited?It seems to be all suitable, but thinking of his gentlemanly magnanimity in front of others, he feels awkward.

"Let that beast go." The leader blew into his palm playfully, and the powder drifted away with the wind.

Meng San asked strangely, "Aren't you going to reply?"

The leader glared at him, got on his horse and left without answering.

Meng San's back felt cold, and he felt that the question was unnecessary, so he quickly let go of the pigeon to catch up.Don't look at his family leader who always has a playful smile on his face, but no one can figure out his temper, and he will make your hair stand on end with a smile every now and then.

For example, just now, with that technique and that demeanor, it was as if you were the letter paper that had been destroyed in his hands.

His master is always unexpected in everything.

The owner of his family is Yuan Jiu, a well-known Changjiao in Jianghu, he is the leader of this generation.

Changjiao is a cult.Of course, this is the name of those so-called decent families who insist on going their own way.

Meng San had heard that others called them heretics since he was a child, but he didn't know where the evil was. Compared with the so-called decent families in the world——

A well-known hero killed more than [-] members of a certain family overnight, regardless of gender, age or age, for personal revenge; a certain faction and a certain faction exchanged undercover secrets for more than ten years in order to compete for the top spot in the martial arts, and finally The scandal of a father-daughter incest and a son was discovered; more than a dozen famous sects preached righteousness under the guise of protecting a certain girl who was hunted down by the enemy, but in fact they coveted the girl's beauty and secrets The only ancient book on martial arts...

He believes that Changjiao is much more righteous, but it is not the same as most people agree, it is evil.

When I was young, I was often annoyed by this matter. Later, when I grew up, I figured it out. If this is evil, he would rather be evil all the time.

Actually speaking from the bottom of my heart, Changjiao really has an evil thing, that is Yuan Jiu.

He is a broken sleeve, and a... very strange broken sleeve.

Many people in the church have climbed into his bed, some for one or two nights, some for three or four nights, some for a month, and none for more than half a year.Over time, people Taoist masters really regard this matter as the fun of raising flowers and grass, not for people, but only for the body, and what to do afterward.The elders of the church were worried at first, but later they all praised him, saying that he has a clear heart and does not lose his mind by playing with things.

At the beginning, people who thought about climbing from the bed to a higher branch later realized that this road would not work.

It's just to grow flowers and plants in your free time, just to make it pleasing to the eye, where will I take extra care of you?

On this point, Meng San, as a personal bodyguard, admired the leader of his family very much, but after thinking about it, he felt that Yuan Jiu was ruthless.

As for Ling Zhongnan who wrote the letter, as the head of the ancient sect, he is a thorn in the side of the noble family just like the leader of his family, and he is definitely a character.But I don’t know when he hooked up with the leader of his family—cough, no, no, no, it must be him who was hooked up by the leader of his family—ever since then, he has never forgotten, wishing to be with Yuan Jiu all the time, like a little girl , Infatuated tightly.

Looking at Yuan Jiu's methods of destroying his trust and his teasing expression, that Master Ling must have been nothing but a bamboo basket!

These old things have been with Yuan Jiu for a long time, and he doesn't think much of it.But there were two other things that bothered him.

First, the leader of his family once said that only by doing both the upper and lower can you fully experience the beauty of the housework. Since he broke his sleeve, he doesn't care about the difference between the upper and lower.So Meng San always guessed that among those who had an affair with Yuan Jiu, did one or two of them ever suppress him?

Not like, not like.

Second, a few days ago, Yuan Jiu suddenly remembered that he should have a son. He stared at the teacup in a daze all afternoon. He clapped his hands and excitedly called Meng San, saying that this matter is not suitable for women, so he decided to give birth to a son himself. .

Meng Sanqingtian was struck by lightning during the day, and Yuan Jiu told him to go back to the library to look through the classics for a day and a night, only to find out that the leader of his family is not a dream, and such rare things as men giving birth to children really do happen.

Three days later, the two went down the mountain to go out to teach, and went to the two places where Meng San found out that men could conceive.

The leader of his family said that he wanted to give birth by himself, that is to say, it must be below this time?

But who is that person above?

Yuan Jiu's horse is slow, it is rare to come out once, he wants to have a good time to enjoy it.Meng San's wild thoughts stopped when his horse overtook the leader, and when he turned his head, the leader was smiling gently at him, that smile... a look of knowing it well.

"What are you thinking, so lost in thought?"

"……nothing."

"Thinking of me?"

Yuan Jiu raised his eyebrows with a smile, and Meng San shuddered.

He put his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, pretending to be calm and said: "The leader is elegant, and the subordinates admire him very much."

"Really?" Yuan Jiu's tone seemed to be thinking about something, but his expression was very helpful.

"That... Hierarch, if we want to arrive before evening, we have to hurry up."

"Okay." Yuan Jiu looked at Meng San with great satisfaction, gave a drink, and the white horse threw off its four hooves and rushed out.

With his clothes rolled up and black hair flying, Meng San patted his horse to catch up.Yuan Jiu always spoke and acted strangely, and he didn't care too much.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the duty of leading the way, I really wanted to follow that person.

The scenery here is elegant and full of nature, but compared with Yuan Jiu, it is inferior even as a background.

The demeanor of the leader of his family made Ling Zhongnan, the head of the ancient sect, self-satisfied and fascinated, which is also reasonable.

Meng San took the lead, but when the wind blew, he was a little calm. How could the unsmiling Master Ling think on his own that he must be next?The guardian is eager, it must be so.

If Yuan Jiu had no experience as a subordinate, he would definitely not have said such a thing. It seems that it is most suitable for Master Ling to take on this important task.

Thinking of this, Meng San decided to stop. It was really a sin to speculate about the master's secrets like this.

At dusk, two horses stopped outside an ordinary farmhouse, one behind the other.

"That's it?" Yuan Jiu was still knocking on his fan, and his interest was still undiminished, as if he was happy to see Meng San.

"Exactly. Subordinates go down and knock on the door, young master wait a moment."

People in the village came and went, Meng San called him son to avoid trouble.

After entering the room, Yuan Jiu sized up the so-called "expert" in front of him, and the "expert" also sized him up.

Meng San said: "Senior Cao, this is my son, surnamed Yuan."

"So it's Mr. Yuan." The old man stroked his beard, dressed like a doctor, "Boy Meng has posted two invitations, and I already know what you are asking for. Mr. Yuan is really a strange person!"

Yuan Jiu cupped his hands and saluted, and said with a smile, "I don't dare to do it. If the old man can make my wish come true, I will thank you very much."

He motioned for Meng San to offer the gift money, but the old man Cao shook his head.

Yuan Jiu said calmly, "So, please give me a clear statement from the old man, and I will do it accordingly."

The wrinkles around the old man Cao's eyes were piled up, and his pleasant eyes suddenly became serious, "Mr. Yuan, can you show the old man the weapon?"

The room was silent for a while, Yuan Jiu twirled the folding fan in his hand a few times, and laughed: "The old man has practiced medicine for many years, and I'm afraid I've never shown this unique skill that I'm looking for? I believe that after I am free, I will definitely never show it again." Opportunity."

Old man Cao also smiled, "That's why the old man said Mr. Yuan is a strange person."

"Since that's the case, wouldn't it be better for you and me to take what we need?"

The old man Cao stroked his beard. The identities of these two people were unknown. He was afraid of getting into trouble, but he really couldn't bear to let go of this opportunity. Back then, he was lucky enough to learn the peerless medical skill that could make a man conceive.

After living for seventy years, if you don't apply all you have learned in this life, even if you live another seventy years, it will be in vain.

"Okay! The old man will do your business!" The old man Cao slapped the table, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yuan Jiu with a half-smile, "It's just Mr. Yuan, you are the only one, you can't do it!"

Yuan Jiu jokingly said: "I haven't seen the old man's ability yet. If the old man is lying, it won't help even if I bring 80 or [-] people!"

The old man Cao took it seriously, "It's a joke, if the old man has no skills, he will never agree to you at will!"

"For such a big matter, it is reasonable for me to be careful and safe."

"This matter can only be successful if you and the person you are close to are working together. If Mr. Yuan deliberately shirks it, he is just playing tricks on the old man."

Old man Cao seemed to be angry, and stood up, while Yuan Jiu was still smiling and shaking his fan.

Meng San was speechless watching the two men arguing, and wanted to tell the leader of his family, why not go down and find the leader of Lingmen?

Yuan Jiu laughed, a little calmness appeared on his delicate face.

"Don't blame the old man, I'm just kidding. I already have someone, what do you think of this one?"

Meng San was stunned for a while, only to realize that Yuan Jiu's slender index finger was pointing at him.

"Teach... Young Master..." In the sky, not only is his tongue tied, but there are also stars in front of his eyes.

Isn't it Master Ling?Meng San was dizzy, and looked at Yuan Jiu with slack eyes, "My lord, don't uh... amuse your subordinates."

"Pastime?" Yuan Jiu raised his voice at the end, opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, stared at Meng San, and suddenly laughed.

That smile made those who didn't know it feel itchy, and those who were in it were shocked.

"Xiao San, do you think that I only brought you out this trip for entertainment?"