Chapter 18 Eighteen. I don't know the history of the rivers and lakes

I lightly took a bite of Huamei and smiled, aren't you just afraid that Guan Ruoxi will run away.Young Master Han wanted to redeem himself, but you didn't dare to touch his face; if you really sold Guan Ruoxi to Young Master Han, you would lose your cash cow from now on. Chun's mother shook her body and said with a smile: Damn girl, don't speak so bluntly, okay? After dealing with Chun's mother, when she went downstairs, she couldn't find the middle-aged fat man Ma Lanhua, and the blind old storyteller was nowhere to be found.I saw Master Liu waving his fan in the distance, looking around.When he saw me, he rushed over as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

Chun's mother, who was on the side, had quick eyes and quick hands, blocked in front of me, hugged Mr. Liu, and said, "Oh, my master, this girl is untouchable!"We have all the girls you want in Xinghualou, but this one is the only one you can't touch. Master Liu looked at Chun's mother in confusion, and said, this is my eldest niece and my mother-in-law, why should I hate it?After finishing speaking, he pulled me aside and left Mother Chun behind. What about Duan Qingyi?Master Liu waved his fan and asked me. I looked at Liu Benzhu and asked, when did I become your eldest niece?Why did you also come from Jiaopu?How can Mr. Bao leave you?

Master Liu leaned his fan on his forehead, and said yes, you should have seen a bead, right?She said that you sold little brother Duan here to be a kiln brother... I gave her a blank look and said, you can believe Yihuzhu's nonsense. Master Liu seemed to have something important to say, he said, of course he didn't believe it, but it was always related to this place, so I found this place, please tell me quickly, where is Duan Qingyi? I said, I was still there just now, and now I may have gone to Hongfu Troupe.The old lady of Qiyuan is going to celebrate her birthday, and he is going to offer her blessings.After finishing speaking, I felt that I shouldn't talk too much.

Master Liu frowned, and asked me, why did he change his profession again if he was not a good thief in Tsing Yi?Hurry up and take me to Hongfu Opera Troupe. I said, the Hongfu troupe is on the opposite street, you can look for it, I still want to listen to the song of Cherry Beauty. Master Liu shook his head, took my hand and left, saying, what to watch and what to listen to, why not let Duan Qingyi piss and take a picture of yourself, you look much more beautiful than her.Hurry up and take me to the Hongfu Opera Troupe. If I don’t go, Yihuzhu will come. She’s here, but she’s going to make a big fuss in Xinghualou!Don't make trouble here.

Master Liu's sentence "Your appearance is more iconic than her", I was very happy when I heard it, and I became light-hearted, and I followed him to the Hongfu troupe desperately. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Hongfu Troupe, I heard the sound of babbling and babbling.I don't know if there is Duan Qingyi's wolf howling in it. When she pushed open the door, she saw that Duan Qingyi had painted her face so delicately that it looked like a spring flower, her starry eyes were full of water, and her gaze was shining brightly.If I hadn't had time to change the ordinary clothes on my body into costumes, I would never have recognized that the "female girl" swaying like a willow in the weak wind was actually Duan Qingyi.

Duan Qingyi was playing with a woman dressed in a short shirt, flicking her sleeves, pretending to be a coquettish daughter, so I almost fell on Master Liu. Master Liu brought Duan Qingyi the news that Wu Zhengfu was killed again. He looked at me next to him, almost having nothing to say, and said to Duan Qingyi, you know, Huanghua County is short of money, and I have to be both a master and a catcher. Duan Qingyi carefully washed off the make-up on his face, with indescribable slowness in his movements, he said to me, Xiaoxian, you go back to Xinghualou first, and ask Ruoxi about my arrangements for going to Qiyuan Sure enough, Mr. Liu and I will go have a drink or two first, and pick you up at night to return to the inn.

I looked suspiciously at the two people in front of me, then turned and left. When I moved out of the Hongfu troupe step by step, I realized that the stone road in the south of the Yangtze River is so long, just like a dream for many years. I once cried hysterically in this dream, and the tears soaked the pure white of a certain boy. Gorgeous placket. Suddenly, Duan Qingyi, because of a dragon ball in the title of Xihai, was not interested in the neon sword, so it was inevitable, and he couldn't stop.I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, could it be that there is some big relationship between the Dragon Ball in the title of Xihai and Duan Tsingyi?

Thinking of this, I turned around and planned to follow Duan Qingyi and Master Liu. For so many years, he has always been my wall of protection from wind and rain, why didn't he let me help him share his worries in these days when there were changes?Why do I always have to live in guesswork?If this is his so-called protection for me, then I would rather not have this kind of protection. After walking a few steps, all the passers-by on the street stopped, and saw more than a dozen young novice monks coming towards him, surrounded by an immortal old monk. The people around began to discuss that it was Abbot Fafeng from Mount Wutai who came to the south of the Yangtze River. On the surface, he came to chant scriptures and pray for the old lady of Qiyuan. In fact, he came to investigate the death of Yuan Cong, a layman's disciple, in Mianhuatai many years ago.

I bowed my head and sighed, it turned out that no matter how much time has elapsed, the enmity in the Jianghu must be settled as long as people's hearts are still there.Guangzhou Baihutang had come to seek revenge many years ago, but the casualties were heavy, so they had to give up. For some reason, I suddenly remembered the story of "You Hongsi". In the story, after the beautiful woman full of shame and anger killed many women who were entangled with the man she loved, did the story end like this? After she picked up the butcher knife, she could no longer become a Buddha.And who is it that prevents us from becoming immortals or ascending to heaven in this life?

Or, I should ask the blind old storyteller, who else knows more about the old Jiangnan and these weird old stories than the storyteller? Could it be that from him, I will learn a different story and a different ending?This may be helpful to track down Nuan Rong's death.Thinking of this, Yu Zihan's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, my heart sank involuntarily, and a faint blush appeared on my face. I looked up at the legendary abbot Fafeng who was full of petty eyes. His clear eyes and indifferent expression made me suddenly feel the ridiculous rumors in the world. How could this eminent monk in front of me be a practitioner? It has something to do with "small device".

Just when I turned around to leave, Abbot Fafeng suddenly jumped in front of me like crazy, and yelled, "You woman, are you the Yu Lingsu of Qiyuan?" As soon as everyone heard the name Yu Lingsu, they immediately flocked to me like a demon, staring at me with wide eyes, and then, some people who had seen Yu Lingsu on the Sleeping Flower Terrace talked about it, this little face Although the son is Zhou Zheng, it doesn't seem to be Yu Lingsu, Yu Lingsu is not so lively. Abbot Fafeng raised his waist, pointed at my nose and yelled, you little fairy, you are not Yu Lingsu, why are you so good-looking?Don't you still want to learn from Yu Lingsu to seduce the compasses and consummation house under my sect!Go away now!go away!After cursing, he immediately clasped his hands together and said reverently, Amitabha, threw up his dharma sleeves and pulled away. Abbot Fafeng's sudden accusation without warning made me stay in place for a long time, and then I woke up from the earth-shattering and weeping speech of the eminent monk. Worried and annoyed, he turned around and walked towards Xinghualou. I took such a meal for nothing, and it was the anger of someone who came from a distant place on Wutai Mountain. I couldn't help but think angrily in my heart, if I see Abbot Fafeng in Qiyuan in the future, I must grab him by the neck and ask him. Ask, what he said just now, does he want me to consummate the house with my apprentice, Yuan Gui, or does he have two apprentices named Yuan Gui and Yuan Fang?If it is the latter, I really want to ask if it is possible to accept me as a lay disciple. The Dharma name is PI. Back at Xinghua Building, just after entering the hall, I saw Yihuzhu sitting under Chun's mother, forcing her to hand over her "Longyu". Guan Ruoxi was beaming with laughter at the side, and when she saw me, she beckoned and said, "Xiaoxian, come and take a look, this is really one thing for one thing, this tigress who is famous in the fireworks alley in the south of the Yangtze River, is also here today." He was actually ridden under him. Guan Ruoxi thinks she is the cash cow of Chun's mother, so she speaks like this without any scruples. I thought that Yihuzhu was looking for Duan Qingyi, and I was afraid that she would cause a lot of trouble. The wall has ears, and it will reach Yu Zihan. Tomorrow, Duan Qingyi and I will not be able to go to the Qiyuan to steal the neon sword as we wish. I don't want to, I was just trying to pull Yizhuzhu up, but I saw her violently pulling her hair, almost yelling crazily——My Longyu, my Longyu, give me back my son!They said that you sold him here to be a kiln brother, and you returned my Longyu. At this moment, I froze.It turned out that for so many years, Duan Qingyi's so-called "gold" of a dendrobium pearl was her son named "Longyu".So after all Long Yu is Duan Tsing Yi's alias?Or Duan Qingyi's younger brother?Also, in this way, the so-called "big cover" and "ear cover" are by no means spells, but just like Longyu, they are human beings who truly exist in this world. Thinking of this, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Suddenly, Jiangnan was like a cloud of smoke, scattered into the distance, like a dream.