When they arrived at the Tongming Hall, the Lord of the Mountain and the Dragon King placed a feast on the high platform in the hall, and they were entangled with each other, and the laughter was full. This time, the Lord ’s compassion was so great that he allowed 80 handymen to enter the hall and sit in the corner. Everyone served some wine and rice. As long as there was no noise, no one was allowed to drive them away.
This is of course a rare good thing, but …
Qin Chuan stared at the slender hand on his wrist, it obviously didn’t mean to leave halfway. The owner of the hand looked down, and Enron sat beside him, his eyes closed, his face unchanged.
“Master Zichen,” she whispered softly, smiling, “The seats of the master disciples are on the high platform.”
Zuo Zichen poured a cup of tea and said lightly: “I want to sit here.”
Qin Chuan secretly gritted his teeth, and the hand he held shook: “You want to sit here, don’t you dare to ask? But this hand …”
“I want to put it.” The answer was polite and generous.
She’s gone, so she pretends she doesn’t know anything, eats a meal, and almost chokes to death. The handyman and the disciples were pointing, and they were extremely indignant that she had provoke Fu Jiuyun and then poisoned Zuo Zichen. Across the distance, he couldn’t see Fu Jiuyun’s expression. There were always many women around him, talking and laughing, and he didn’t look at it.
It happened that the Baihe Dragon King was about to drink high, laughing on the high platform and instructing his actors to perform music and dance, which made him want to be the master.
Immediately, a dozen of willow-like girls sat on the stage holding various silk and bamboo instruments. Piccolo rang, and the sky seemed to be filled with gentle waves and the water was rippling. Even though he knew it was an illusion, Qin Chuan was still alive.
The means of hedonism of the Baihe Dragon King are indeed brilliant, everyone knows that they are in the Tongming Temple at the moment, but the sounds of all kinds of soft silk bamboos make people feel like they are in the translucent bottom of the water, and even they can reach out and catch the corals. Playful colorful fish. A pair of handsome young men and women of about 13 or 4 years old, male in red clothes, female in green skirts, with silver bells on their wrists, dancing with the sound of music, lightly flapping, like wearing flowers and butterflies.
There are non-stop transparent bubbles pouring from their sleeves, and it looks like they are dancing under the water. Except for the mountain master, the other disciples had some straight eyes, and even Fu Jiuyun saw it with relish. A dozen empty jugs had been placed under his feet. The dishes in front of him ate very little. Instead, the female disciple next to him did not stop using chopsticks and put something in his mouth. He looked for a while, said for a while, and laughed for a while.
Qin Chuan somehow, just didn’t want to look over to him, immersed himself in a hard meal, stuffed his mouth with meat, and choked to death. Zuo Zichen finally couldn’t stand it anymore, filled her with a bowl of soup, and finally let go of the hand he was holding.
“I always feel that if you don’t catch it, you will run away at any time.” He said mockingly.
Qin Chuan didn’t want to say anything. He was slamming the soup while holding it, and the result was choking and he almost coughed up.
He gently patted her back a few times, his palm touched her slender spine, and there were many strange fragments of lightning flashing in his mind. He suddenly froze, frowning and thinking carefully, what he wanted to catch.
Qin Chuan was unaware, there was a figure flashing on the face, but it was Fox 19 who had just disappeared. He was on the high platform with spring breeze, sitting with the actors. The fox ears on the head and the fox tail behind him have disappeared, and it looks no different from ordinary people. She was a little uneasy in her heart and turned her head to look around, but she couldn’t find Cui Ya.
She stood up at once, pulled her feet away, and left Zichen regained her mind, hurrying to hold back, and whispered: “Where are you going?”
Tan Chuan grinned reluctantly: “Eating too much, want to go out for a walk …”
“I go too.” He couldn’t help but said that he also got up.
Qin Chuan was going crazy, his face flushed and shouted, “I’m going to relieve myself! Do you want to go with me too?”
Just after this dance, there was a quiet gap in the temple. Her roar was so shocking that everyone rolled her eyes here. Qin Chuan’s face was thicker than the city wall, and he was too embarrassed to get into the crack in the ground. He stared at him fiercely and shook his hand away.
The people who fetched the mountain were all concentrated in the Tongming Hall. There was still silence outside. Only the breeze blew through the grass. Qin Chuan walked a few steps and saw no one catching up. Then he tore off a piece of white paper and cut it into two halves of blood on it. The white paper instantly turned into two whole-white mice, rolling around on the ground, creaking call.
“Go to Cuiya.” She whispered a command, turned around and found a secluded place to sit down and wait.
In less than a moment, the two mice came back biting a piece of green silk, and there was another barrage of whispers, and they rolled on the spot and turned into two pieces of white paper, which became weathered.
Qin Chuan pinched those long strands of hair and placed a sniff in front of his nose. Besides the sweet-scented osmanthus oil, there was also a faint fragrance, her brows could not help but wrinkled tightly, and she stood up and dusted. Walk towards the south.
Cui Ya is sleeping on a boulder, the sun is warm, she does not know what dream to achieve, and she is flushed with blush.
Qin Chuan sat next to her and patted her. She woke up after a long time, rubbing her eyes blankly and murmured, “Huh? Sister Chuan? How can I sleep here?”
Qin Chuan smiled slightly: “I still want to ask you? Just a moment later, how come Kung Fu has no shadow. What did Fox 19 do to you?”
Cui Ya scratched her head for a long time, wondering: “It’s nothing … He asked my name, and said that he came to Katori for the first time, and wanted to see other scenery, I took him a few steps away. Just take a look. Then … Then I seem to be sleepy, I do n’t know anything. “
Qin Chuan stopped for a while, hesitated for a while, and then asked, “Then … do you have any discomfort?”
Unconscious, Cui Ya moved her arm and twisted her neck: “No, it’s good everywhere, but it’s like I didn’t wake up and was a little sleepy.”
Qin Chuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly got up and laughed: “It’s okay, let’s go, the banquet at the Tongming Hall has begun. Haven’t you been clamoring to watch singing and dancing?”
She always felt something was wrong in her heart, but couldn’t tell the truth, so she had to follow the excited Cui Ya and go back to the Tongming Hall. Zuo Zichen was screamed by her just now, and she felt like her face was gone. She returned to the high platform and sat down with the disciples. She was finally relieved.
After the feast was over, the mountain owner who was so depressed by the Dragon King singing and dancing finally found an opportunity to look up. He kindly invited the Dragon King to sit in the Wanbao Pavilion. The Dragon King really promised to be very happy. The two fairy elders held hands, each with their own However, with a smile on his mind, he led a group of people to the Wanbao Pavilion.
The Wanbao Pavilion is dressed today but it is very different from the one that Fu Jiuyun came to show her that day. A precious breath of gold and silver came to the face. The large lattice with red coral was replaced by a golden horse three feet long. The eyes are embellished with rubies, even though they are delicate and precious, they reveal a tacky taste.
All the things in the other lattices have been changed, either gems or pearls, and even a transparent crystal tree. The two immortal paintings have become the most beautiful pictures of the ancient painting Shengping Jiazi. In such a dress-up, Wanbao Pavilion immediately fell from the elegant and beautiful to countless grades and became a treasure room for the secular and wealthy people.
But the Dragon King saw his eyes shining brightly, and patted his tummy consciously. After a long time, he slowly said, “Dude, you are counted as babies? I haven’t seen you for decades. You are also afraid of Xiangtoushan. Are the mountains and rivers exhausted? “
The face of Lord Shan immediately changed: “Can there be any rare treasures that Brother Long hasn’t seen in this seat? Take them out, and everyone will open their eyes.”
The Baihe Dragon King smiled and took out a folding fan from his sleeve. As soon as he opened it, the pearlescent Wanbao Pavilion suddenly became dark. He fanned the fan slightly, and there were countless translucent glittering petals fluttering down from the void, and the fragrant winds burst, and the smoke almost made people drunk.
“The Dayan Kingdom, which has been destroyed, was once known as a master craftsman. Dayan has a ghost talent named Gongzi Qi. This person not only masters the rhythm, but also makes Dongfeng Peach Blossom and other peerless famous songs. He applied an unheard of immortal method. Whatever he painted, as long as he unfolded the painting axis, the people who saw it all had the illusion of being on the scene. Dude, how do you see me as a fan? That is to sell your house full of jewelry Go out, I ’m afraid I ca n’t afford a fan of my fan? “
Baihe Dragon King proudly waved his fan a few times, flying the petal fan around, which cherished the abnormal closing, and properly retracted his sleeve.
The owner of the mountain laughed, and then turned back to command: “Nine Clouds, let Lord Dragon King have a good horizon.”
Fu Jiuyun said respectfully that, when he pressed it on the wall, the dozens of huge Wanbao cupboards immediately retracted into the wall and turned over, and suddenly the moon was empty in the sky, the breezes were practiced, and the English fell like snow.
Two beautiful pictures were replaced by the pictures of Lijing and Mingyue in spring. Even if they are docile like those actors, they can’t help making a loud noise, and the handymen are even more fascinated. Many people try to get the petals, and they don’t believe it is just an illusion.
The Wanbao Pavilion was completely renovated. It was exactly what Qin Chuan saw that night.
Lord Shan smiled very modestly. Looking at the face of the Dragon King suddenly changing color, he asked slowly: “Brother Dragon, how do you think the two pictures in this seat are better than your fans?”
