After plane fusion

A new trendy tune is played in the theater and teahouse, and the storyteller Xingmu’s beat is filled with joys and sorrows. The spectators sip the tea and tell other people’s stories. The heroes who were once famous all over the world have become gradually. The legend in the picture book.

There is the young man who has not entered the rivers and lakes, yearning for the figure of the sword demon Damo training his heart, and there is the girl who is waiting to be married, reading about the tactful infatuation of the actor in red for Xiangshuai.

"Ah, Xunwei Pavilion has published a new book again."

"The pavilion master is so brave, I heard that this time he chased him to the desert."

"How can I get first-hand information about Rouge?"

"You have to be a VIP first, then there are discounts"

"It is said that for the cost of this trip to the desert, the next issue of Xunwei Pavilion will increase the price of the book by [-]%"

“I can’t find such a delicious story anywhere else”

"The drought, lack of water, wind and sand in the desert are still so big, err, my beauty Rouge..."

"Wait, isn't this Xunwei Pavilion a restaurant?"

"Upstairs Xiaobai, the appraisal is complete. Xunwei Pavilion is the largest gossip distribution center in Jiangsu, and it is also an information exchange center.

The tenet here is: Indulge in the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and savor all the flavors of the world. "

“There are a lot of books”

"It's also difficult to enter the building."

"Upstairs I have a new article to appreciate.

Rouge vs. Chu Liuxiang (inner monologue):

You say that no flowers are too clean, you can't see the filth in the world of mortals, but when you see a killer, you feel bloody and ruin the piano.

However, when I saw the smile on his eyes, I knew he was just the same as me in the past.

You know that he knows all about Zen, and the Buddha's voice is ethereal, but I want to use fireworks for ten miles to confuse those clear voices.

You say that he doesn't like me, but it's just the Buddhist precepts. I violated the three rules by myself, making people feel bad.

how about you?

You said time and time again that I can only be an actor, but you also looked down on me in your heart?

If you feel that the red dress is an eyesore and the make-up is light and fluffy, I will put on a white dress and a mask to dress you up as a son of a family, okay? "

"Sister Talent"

"Anymore?"

"Woohoo, why did I always think that Xiang Shuai was romantic, but now I only think he scum?"

"Sisters' Day."

"Sisters' Day."

"To be honest, he really didn't do anything this time."

"Chu Liuxiang is romantic because women care about beauty, it's a pity that Rouge is infatuated and wrong~~~"

"I haven't heard from you for several years, and I live by my colleagues."

"Not that he's already..."

"Shh, don't talk about it, it's just missing"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow... "

"Could it be that when my friend went to see the last play, he came back and said: well-dressed, well-painted, and well-sung, but it was only halfway through the 'Singing Three Sighs and Sighing Childhood Songs'.

But at that time, something might have happened to him, otherwise with his temperament, he would not have finished singing. "

"That's right. A friend of mine went there later and found that all the rouge stuff had been taken away. The garden was almost covered with poisonous needles. There were at least a few hundred hidden weapons aimed at him at the time. I'm afraid there were more than one wave."

"Wow, someone has actually been there. Didn't it mean that the garden has been sealed?"

"It was sealed after I went."

"It seems that a big boss has sneaked in among us"

........................

In an independent small building, a majestic middle-aged man stood respectfully in front of the old man.

"Patriarch, why are you still reading this script?"

"Look, look." The old man took a few sips from the teacup handed over by the middle-aged man upon hearing the words, and saw that the man had white beard and hair, but he still looked energetic.

The middle-aged man took the teacup, "Father, why do you pay so much attention to that actor..." He glanced at the book just now, and unexpectedly found that it was a romance book about actors and robbers. . .I dare not question the taste of the Patriarch, but the Patriarch really cared too much about this Rouge. Before that, he specially asked someone to send a hairpin to help him make a name for himself. Later, he stopped showing up and asked people to silently collect his information... Puzzling.

"Forget it, since you're curious, just listen to me..." The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Speaking of which, it was five or six years ago, when the Sun Moon God Sect was still in existence..."

Attached:

"Rouge Is Coming" by Damo Theater.

Shi Guanyin (seeing the information): Son, didn't you say that you killed this Rouge?

Wuhua was startled (muttering to herself): Huh?No, he was hit by my poisonous needle back then. With the poison on my needle, it is impossible for him to be alive...

Shi Guanyin (slapped out with one palm): It's trash, I still need to see it myself.

Wu Hua (vomiting blood): Mother can't, that person is evil...

Shi Guanyin (suddenly smiles): Why, are you caring about me? (Internal drama: Heh, how can the poison I mixed with my own hands be compared to your miscellaneous things?)

Wuhua looked at Shi Guanyin's retreating back and clutched another clue in her hand: Yanzhi is suspected to be from southern Xinjiang, and can drive snakes and attract butterflies and use poison well.

At this time, Yan Xiaofu was tired from walking and had let the snail house out, and she was drinking Coke happily with the mask on.

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Because it is be, there is no cp

It will be updated irregularly in the future.

Part of the content of the article has been posted in the comments, but I forgot to wear a horse.