[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rumors about a sad relationship

Hearing this, the girl suddenly laughed.Suddenly, the whole room was dizzy, and the brilliance was shining, making people dazzled: "Why do I want them to fall for me?"

Everyone in the room is fascinated by her. How can such a young girl not fall in love with her?

Soon, the girl's smile faded, and she looked at everyone again: "Can you take me to hear what they say?"

Everyone present did not want to agree, they had all heard countless versions of the rumor in many places.No matter which version it is, the words in it are ugly.When they listened to it before, as bystanders, they naturally agreed with the narrator who was also a bystander, and they also scolded the monk in the story who moved Mortal Heart to abduct the girl in their hearts.But now, how can they take this girl who is like a light cloud covering the moon, and the wind returning to the snow, to listen to those unsavory rumors?

But, who could refuse that girl's request?

Located in Shanglin Garden, North Lane, in the second floor of the west block, there were no ordinary guests coming, such bright lights and noisy crowds, but it seemed unusually quiet.The second floor has been booked, and no one can go up except the people from Tiance Mansion, so it is naturally much quieter than usual.

Ji Qian, the most popular famous prostitute in Shanglinyuan, was not present today. The one who came to perform today was Fang Yun, another prostitute who has become popular in Chang'an recently because of the libretto "Negative Qingqing".At this moment, she is singing one of the most widely circulated passages for everyone in the largest hall of Shanglin Garden.

Everyone in Tiance Mansion had obviously heard the libretto of "Negative Qingqing", they were in no mood to listen to any music now, and all looked at the girl standing in front of the window.She stood in the shadowy light, her eyes were only looking at the snowflakes outside the window, she seemed to be listening intently, and it seemed that her thoughts had drifted into the distance.

Everyone standing behind her wanted to come forward and say something casually, as long as it could distract her.It's a pity that everyone has such an idea, but no one really steps forward.As long as anyone wants, before they open their mouths, the girl's eyes will make them shut up.

"Don't listen to this red aunt singing so cleanly. In fact, it may be so dirty behind the scenes. Think about how old that monk is? A man in his nineties fell in love with a ten-year-old who could be his great-granddaughter. A little girl who is [-] years old, what kind of beast can do this? Let alone a monk, even ordinary people would definitely not be able to do such a thing."

"Who says it's not? Why do you have the nerve to say that you are an eminent monk who has done such a depraved thing? If I did such a thing, I would not be ashamed to find a well and jump into it. Such an old monk should be punished." It is better to be caught and humiliated in public, and it is best to be tied up in a place where there are many people, and finally to be soaked in a pig cage. Let other monks know that monks should behave like monks, don’t control yourself, and embarrass the Buddha.”

"You don't know, I heard that the girl is very attractive, let alone an old monk, even a eunuch would be tempted."

"Stop boasting here, as if you've seen it, and you haven't seen it."

"I haven't seen it, but do I need to see it to know? If that woman looks like yours, who would have any idea, right?"

"Bah, what does it mean to look like yours? My daughter-in-law is gentle and virtuous, of course she can't do such despicable things. Don't compare her with that kind of thing, or I will turn against you."

"That woman is really, it's not good to like anyone, but she just likes an old monk. I really don't understand what these young girls are thinking. Thinking of the girls in our village back then, they were fierce to the middle-aged men in the village. Very, when facing those young men, they are as soft as water onions, which really pissed me off."

"One old and one young, one beautiful and one white-haired. Tsk tsk tsk, just thinking about it is enough to make people drool."

"Bah, it's just obscenity|monk obscenity|female obscenity|cile obscenity|song, what's the big deal."

"You are not lewd, you are not lewd, you come to this kind of place, it is really clean, I am afraid it is cleaner than the snow outside, do you want to find a cloth to cover your face, lest what we say will dirty your face ?”

"You guys don't understand, the so-called pear blossom crushing the crabapple, how can the ecstasy in it be known by outsiders?"

"Bai Wen, you can do it. If you have such an opportunity, it seems that you will also learn from that master of illusion, and become a romantic monk who will live up to the beauty even if you fail the Tathagata."

"Do you think that you, like that Master of Void Illusion, are still immortal at the age of ninety?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what is ginger or old spicy? I have opened my eyes today."

"Old Qin, you are good enough. I just realized today that you are so eloquent."

"Fuck you, you kid is not a good bird, you dare to laugh at me, be careful that I will beat you up, shut your stinking mouth quickly, and don't bother me."

Intermittent laughter came from the house in the distance, and the famous performer who was popular in Chang'an was still concentrating on singing "Negative Qingqing" composed by her own hand.

"You said that the person sung in this story is the host of the Jingnian Temple? I heard that he was no longer in the Jingnian Temple a long time ago. Could it be that he is really a dignified beast with a reputation?"

"Yeah, my uncle's family lives in Luoyang. He came to visit me in Chang'an some time ago, and he also talked about it. What he said was so popular in Luoyang. Even a three-year-old child knew about it. It must be true."

"The person who made up this story is really amazing. He can describe the cause and effect of the incident in detail. Could it be the person involved?"

"What kind of lovesickness is this? It's just a pair of lecherous men and women who see each other right, and they've already got their hands on each other, so it's lovesick ass."

"You can see that Miss Fangyun sings so deeply and sincerely, as straight as the person in the song, and she sings heartbreakingly. It's a pity that this story is not worthy of her hard work. It's really a waste of money."

"Impossible. If I were the person involved, I would definitely wish to hide in the deep mountains and old forests so that no one would know. How could I make this into a story?"

"It's really a blessing to be empty. A man of his age can still get such a little girl. He must be very skilled."

"You said, why does a monk who is empty-handed know this way so much? Logically speaking, he should be a novice?"

"Maybe he has long been proficient in this way, and all the four things are empty are just for fools to cheat sesame oil money."

"The song is a good song, the words are also good, and the singing is even more inspiring. It's a pity that the story hinders the morality and is not good for educating public opinion."

"Hey, what nonsense are you guys talking about? I came to Linyuan to listen to girls sing and watch beautiful girls. Don't talk to me about what is detrimental to my morals. I am full of benevolence and morality. I come here to preach about etiquette, integrity, and shame. Damn it's farting!"

Gradually, someone started arguing in the hall, and the sound spread to the wing room.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the white and flawless snow floats down from the sky, covering up many secrets in the world.Is it true that the more pure and flawless something is, the easier it is to see stains on it?

The girl stretched out her hand, which was as soft as spring water, and gently stretched out the window. The crystal snowflakes fell on her hand. For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was the snow that was whiter, or the translucent and flawless skin.

There was silence in the wing room, except for the faint voices from outside, no other voices could be heard.

The faces of the generals in the Tiance Mansion were already extremely ugly, and they wished they could rush down now and shut up all those bastards who were talking nonsense.

"The snow is so heavy." Suddenly, the girl who had been silent all this time said softly, looking at the boundless snow outside the window.

Hearing this, everyone in Tiance Mansion couldn't help being stunned.

"The snow is so heavy, it will definitely break the branches of that peach tree." The girl continued, she didn't turn her head to look at the people in Tiance Mansion, she was still looking out the window, as if she was talking to herself .

"When will the snow stop?"

Of course, the snow has not stopped. In the long wind and snow, Hou Xibai's amorous nest still stands there, blending with the surrounding buildings.

At this time, the building was pitch black, and the lights that were always on in the past were turned off at this moment.Whether it is because the people living in it have gone out, it seems that this originally ordinary house reveals a bit of desolation and loneliness.

A very ordinary carriage stopped quietly in front of the house.

"Thank you, sister Hongfu, and thank you both." The girl got off the carriage and looked back at the people in Tiance Mansion.

"Do you want to go in?" Pang Yu asked hesitantly.

The girl nodded.

"Then..." Pang Yu stopped after only one word, he didn't know how to express his thoughts.

The girl glanced at him casually, and a bright smile appeared on her face again: "Thank you, don't worry about me, I'm fine, it's already late, you guys go back quickly."

The people in Tiance Mansion were hesitant to speak, but they didn't have any position and were able to express their true inner thoughts.The heart can be controlled by oneself, but the body cannot be controlled by oneself. They can only let the snowflakes flow one after another to cool down their unwilling hearts.

In Hou Xibai's study room, there are many calligraphy, paintings and ancient books, and rice paper from all over the world is also piled up on his bookshelf.There are many pens of different sizes on his desk, and there are even several inkstones.This is of course the embodiment of Hou Xibai's literary talent as a passionate young man.

Will a passionate person not be hurt by love?

The girl took out a piece of peach blossom paper, and wrote a few lines on the paper with bright red cinnabar:

Come Zhongzi, never go beyond my garden, never break my sandalwood tree.

How dare you love it?Afraid of talking too much.

Zhong can be pregnant, and people can be afraid of talking too much.

The author has something to say:

A Pear Blossom Presses Begonias was written by Su Shi.

"Jiang Zhongzi... can be feared." It is in the Book of Songs.

The next chapter opens a new map of Lingnan.