Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

"Mr. Lu has only stayed in the Huijing area these years, and has never participated in politics, so he doesn't know about it." Yang Ce checked the ivory poetry sticks in his hand while chatting with Lu Wei, "In recent decades, this has often happened among the people. Let me do the math... Qinghe and Jiajiang have had several floods, locust plagues and earthquakes everywhere, and every time before the personnel and supplies arranged by the court go down, someone often helps to stabilize the situation."

"At the beginning, the court was worried about this for a while, fearing that some cult or the remnants of the previous dynasty would take advantage of the natural disaster to give favor to the people, win people's hearts, and try to subvert the country. Therefore, it is strictly forbidden for the people in Huijing to discuss Afterwards, seeing that this has been the case for decades, and the people's hearts have not changed, I gradually realized that it was not."

"Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I still have respect for those who do things that benefit the country and the people and do not leave their names."

Lu Wei nodded and said, "It turns out that I am ignorant."

At this time Yang Ce held up a poem stick and sighed: "This woman must be a wonderful person."

Lu Wei went over to have a look, and saw a Luan mirror painted on this poem sign, with the inscription: When the flowers fall and the flowers bloom, they always depend on the Lord of the East.

On the back is the trickster's name: Gu Shuiyun.

Lu Wei smiled and said, "This woman has a big tone."

The meaning on this poem sign is translated into vernacular words—no matter who you are or what you like, just come to me, and I will take care of you and satisfy you.

Like a lone luan facing a mirror and meeting a bosom friend, like a flower blooming and withering in accordance with the will of the Qing Emperor.

Yang Ce shook the brass bell on the table, and immediately a large teapot who heard the bell rang nearby ran over, bent down and waited for the order from the guest.

Yang Ce handed the ivory poem stick to the big teapot. The big teapot looked at it, but showed a look of perplexity, and said, "This is Gu Xingshou's lottery. Don't say that new customers want her to accompany you. On her side, you have to pass three tests according to the rules."

In the past, Yang Ce was also a well-known talent in Huijing City. Hearing this, he got up and said with a smile, "Then follow her rules."

The big teapot looked at Yang Ce for a while, and saw that although he looked a bit magnanimous and knowledgeable, he was an old man over fifty years old with gray beard and hair, so he thought to himself, Gu Xingshou was in his youth, so he probably wouldn't be satisfied with this guest , Take out the three most difficult questions and give him to do it all at once.

Seeing that the big teapot led Yang Ce upstairs to meet the beauties, Lu Wei had no intention of following, so he wandered around alone.

At this time, night was approaching, and the two female elders who sang Tanci in the middle of the hall had already left. Strings of colored glazed cups were hung around, and blue ointment candles were lit, which were as bright as daytime.

Then the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and several dancers in bright costumes came to the venue to dance, and the night performance of Lihualou kicked off.

Lu Wei was suspended in mid-air, watching without interest.

He is not like the old man Yang Ce, who has always been a loner, half a hundred years of his life wasted in court and intrigues, he has no experience in the world, and when he sees a fresher poem stick, he doesn't even know whether the woman is round or flat. You can get over it.

This place is one of the seven towers in Jiangbei, which is not bad, but Lu Wei has been in this world for hundreds of years, what hasn't he seen?

However, at this moment, he felt thousands of miles away from here, in the ruined temple of the mountain god in the outskirts, someone lit the incense stick hidden in the dark cabinet.

There were only three sticks of incense sticks, and each stick of Lu Wei had a trace of soul attached to it, so after it was lit, he would feel it.

As for the location of the dark cabinet, only A Yin, who had lived in the temple, knew.

Over the past hundred years, A Yin's realm has probably not reached the expected level, so he has never been looked for in the mountain temple. This is the first time incense sticks have been lit.

Since Lu Wei promised A Yin to reunite with him back then, there was no reason for him not to disappear.

As soon as his mind turned, his body fluttered, and he came to the mountain temple thousands of miles away in a short time.

Since Lu Wei and A Yin moved out of this place, in order to eliminate the traces of living here, the previously used furniture such as carpets, screens, soft couches, etc. have been destroyed. The place still looks dilapidated, full of spider webs, and only half of the mud tire The statue stood alone on the stage.

Lu Wei left when A Yin was 13 years old, and he hadn't seen him for a hundred years. A Yin has grown into a tall, vigorous, and handsome mature man. Compared with when he was a teenager, he looks more and more like Lu Wei.

However, at this moment, A Yin's temples were disheveled, and his sandalwood robe was cut open in several places, which turned gray in the mud and dust. He held a burnt incense stick in both hands, and he looked in a panic.

Lu Wei showed his appearance in front of A Yin, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Daddy!" A Yin was overjoyed when he saw Lu Wei with a dirty face, and said incoherently, "Let's leave here...no, leave Middle Earth, go overseas, go to southern Xinjiang, go to Mobei Great Wall, wherever we go OK!"

"Anyway, Dad, let's go!"

"A Yin, who are you hiding from?" Lu Wei stretched out his hand and pressed A Yin's shoulder, "We're not going anywhere unless you tell me clearly."

"Daddy, the Daoist really doesn't care about me. As long as I don't take the initiative to look for him these few years, he is busy with his business and has never met me." A Yin swallowed, and talked about him from left to right, " We don't have to worry about anything."

"Don't worry about Daoist, but you have to leave Zhongtu and hide overseas in southern Xinjiang, huh?" Lu Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling more and more that something was wrong with A Yin.

A Yin opened his mouth, and was about to say something more, when he heard a man's voice blowing in the wind outside the mountain temple——

"Why, do you think I won't be able to find you if you hide in this barren mountain?"

Immediately, a man in his 20s, fair and handsome, wearing a scarf and dressed as a Confucian scholar stepped into the temple.

Hearing this voice and seeing this person, A Yin was shocked and turned his head to look for Lu Wei again, only to see that the surroundings were empty, but where was Lu Wei's trace?

Lu Wei concealed his figure, looked at the medium-sized Mu Ming, and pushed the tall A Yin step by step to the corner of the wall full of dust and cobwebs, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Brother, why don't you stay with me? escape?"

"Who, who is your big brother!" A Yin retorted in a lack of breath, "I told you a long time ago that you misidentified the person."

"If you weren't the reincarnation of big brother, how could Zhenxuan bring you back to the top of the snow mountain and hide you for so many years?" Mu Ming said, "Now Zhenxuan has gone crazy for some reason. He has fallen into a demon, but he is running all over the world to save you. People do good, let you ignore it... Big brother and I made an appointment in the past life, this must be the fate of the two of us."

After speaking, Mu Ming stood on tiptoe and met A Yin's mouth, his eyes and brows were slightly charming: "Besides, elder brother and I have slept together, so you want to turn your face and deny anyone?"

A Yin's face suddenly swelled to the point of redness, and he was tongue-tied for a while, unable to speak anymore.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wei couldn't help but support his forehead.

Obviously, like Zhenxuan, Mu Ming mistook A Yin for his reincarnation, and even had a relationship with A Yin.

And it seems that in this process, A Yin still seems to be a little bit unreasonable.

If not, according to A Yin's domineering personality raised by Zhenxuan, fearless and fearless, even if his ability level is weaker than the other party, there is no reason why he would run around after being chased, blushing and speechless after meeting?

Speaking of which, Lu Wei was the instigator.

Zhenxuan and Mu Ming recognized the wrong person, and A Yin didn't know the cause and effect, so he couldn't refute and explain, which led to the current result.

But since Lu Wei does not intend to be responsible, there must always be someone responsible for it.

So he turned around silently, ignoring Mu Ming's increasingly intimate behavior towards A Yin, and left the mountain temple.

A Yin, you are more than 100 years old, and you are the age of a grandfather in the mortal world, so it is time to have a companion.

What Mu Ming said is also right, you have slept through, you must always be responsible for each other.

Thinking of this, Lu Wei rode the night wind at his feet, left Huijing and arrived in Jiangbei, and entered the Lihua Building.

It was just dawn at this time, and I saw the old man Yang Ce, holding a woman in his arms, going downstairs with a radiant face.

This woman's clothes from head to toe are all expensive, her forehead is high and wide, and Gu Pan's posture is elegant, but her appearance is ordinary, not even the dancing girls in the lobby.

There is only one pair of eyes that are very agile, full of wisdom and cunning.

The madam of Lihualou followed behind Yang Ce and the woman, and called out loudly: "Gu Xingshou, Gu Xingshou, please slow down! It's not that my mother refuses to let you go, but this person is neither an official nor a businessman, and his background is unknown. Mo Be impulsive!"

It turns out that this ordinary-looking woman is the leader of the pear flower building, Gu Shuiyun.

Gu Shuiyun stopped, looked at Yang Ce beside him, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "A thousand gold is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find. A person like Yang Lang, even if he is really a thief, I will Follow him and never regret it."

Then she turned to look at the madam: "Mama must have forgotten, I redeemed myself three years ago and went to stay free, so how can you say that you are willing to let me be a good person?"

After saying that, Gu Shuiyun and Yang Ce went straight out of Lihualou.

Lu Wei just wanted to show his appearance and tease the old man, but without warning, he saw a thick wind column rising in the distance, showing the shape of a funnel, connecting the sky and the earth.

Dark clouds swirled in the sky, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Many people in the street started shouting—

"The wind dragon is passing through, the wind dragon is passing through!"

Immediately afterwards, many people ran out of the house and began to bow down to the wind pillar.

As a modern person, Lu Wei certainly understands what it is.

The terrain in Jiangbei is flat, and there are many lakes and puddles. The climate is hot and humid, and it is easy to produce small and medium-sized tornadoes.

In this era, the damage caused by a tornado crossing the border is almost unsolvable. Fortunately, the scope of the damage is not large, so everyone can only kneel and beg to the "wind dragon", hoping that it can bypass their own houses and fields.

For some reason, the tornado that Lu Wei saw today was extremely large and menacing.

Seeing this, Lu Wei just wanted to stretch out his hand to call out Haotian Huanpei, but saw a black shadow coming from nowhere, rushing towards the tornado before him.

Lu Wei took a closer look and found that it was Zhenxuan.

Not seen in a hundred years, Zhenxuan is still wearing the black robe with golden crow pattern, his long hair hangs loosely around his waist, his eyes are outlined in ink, and his complexion is as white as jade mountains.

And the brows were clean, and the bright red mark of the fallen demon had disappeared without a trace.

Lu Wei hid his figure, galloped to the front of the hurricane, and watched Zhenxuan as a big black bird with wings spread, rushing straight into the huge tornado that connected the sky and the earth.

The author has something to say: Long life is hard, Mr. Lu is about to lose his horse, it is said that this world is coming to an end~