There are two very famous characters in Mengzhou, one is Wu Song, the tiger-beating hero in "Water Margin", and the other is Han Yu, the leader of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Wu Song is just a bandit leader who cannot be put on the table, but Han Yu is a native of Mengzhou. He is a literary saint in Jinghua. However, in the minds of ordinary people, Wu Dutou, who kills without blinking, is much more popular than Han Wengong.
There is an inconspicuous tavern at the ferry on the north bank of the Yellow River. The flying wine flag at the door clearly states that "Three bowls do not have the river". It is said that it is a century-old shop, and its vision is indeed unique.
Entering Mengzhou City, the widest and most prosperous street is called Wusong Street, the best-business brothel is called Jinlianfang, the teahouse with the most customers is Feiyunpu, and the largest bathhouse is called Yuanyanglou
Everyone inquired along the way that the best inn in the city is called Happy Forest, and the best restaurant in the city is called Cross Po
Long Hongling curled his lips and cut it, "Shizipo isn't a black shop selling human meat buns?"
The folk customs here are really simple, Mengzhou City is simply called Wusong City
No matter how you say it, the inn we stayed in is still Happy Forest, and the restaurant we went to is still Cross Slope. It is just the best restaurant chef's Dongpo pork. Although it is made with color, fragrance and taste, it always makes people feel worried and dare not take off the chopsticks.
After returning to the inn, Fang Xuejian pushed Feng Bao's room open, put down the food box in his hand, and touched the candlestick on the table to light the candle.
Feng Bao lay straight on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blankly
Are you hungry? Fang Xuejian carefully helped him sit up, picked up a piece of fragrant and moist braised pork and handed it to his mouth
Where is this place? Feng Bao opened his mouth and opened and closed mechanically on the ground?
Mengzhou, we have crossed the Yellow River. Fang Xuejian put a knife into his mouth. Brother Feng Bao, we will turn west tomorrow. We can only feel sorry for you to recover from the wounded here alone.
Where are you going? Feng Bao slanted his eyes and glanced at him
A very distant place, Fang Xuejian smiled. I have taken care of the inn's staff. He will find a more skillful maid to serve you. You can reward him with a few taels of silver at that time.
Feng Bao looked at him for a while, suddenly stretched out his palm and said: Give me a silver note of 1,990 taels and that bottle of medicine.
Don't be so impatient, at least eat this bowl of noodles first
I'm full, give me a thousand nine hundred and ninety taels of silver bill and that bottle of medicine.
Fang Xuejian's smile was a little awkward. He put down the bowls and chopsticks, took out a close-fitting purse from his pocket, uncovered the two layers of oil paper outside, revealing a thick stack of silver notes, and said: Brother Feng Bao, I have always had a not-so-smelling news that I wanted to tell you that the bottle of "Tianshan Snow Lotus Pills" was accidentally lost.
Lost? Feng Bao moaned for a moment. Without those pills, what should I do if I have my injuries?
Don't worry about this. I have taken care of the inn. The best doctor in Mengzhou City will come to see you tomorrow morning. Fang Xuejian ordered eight small denominations and handed them to Feng Bao's hands. Here are 3,500 taels of silver. Apart from medical treatment, accommodation and buying maids, you can spend the rest of your life comfortably.
Feng Bao looked through the silver notes carefully twice before he carefully put them in his pocket. He breathed a sigh of relief. His expression on his face finally looked a little better and said: You are so kind to me
Fang Xuejian also let out a secret sigh, helped him lie down slowly, tucked the corners of the quilt, and said: Brother Feng Bao, this is the last time we meet. I wish you a good health soon, and your life will be prosperous and happy.
Can someone like me be happy? I'm just breathing. Feng Bao's hands tightly covered his pockets on his chest, as if he was afraid that the silver bills would grow wings and fly away
In his world, perhaps only these silver can warm his heart
Fang Xuejian blew out the candle, quietly exited, and closed the door
The remaining light in the sky has burned out, the stars are sparse in the vast sky, and the sickle-shaped crescent moon silently slides into a dark cloud. Everything in the field of vision gradually loses its shape and color. It starts to turn gray-brown, and then dissolves into a pitch-black ball.
Fang Xuejian tiptoed outside Long Hongling's door, and the lights were shining from the paper window, and the young lady should be inside.
He listened first, but couldn't hear anything, so he reached out and knocked on the door lightly
Who is Ah, I'm taking a shower, don't come in? Sure enough, a few sounds of water came from the room
Fang Xuejian's whole body became hot, and his heart immediately pounded. He reached out and pushed the door. The door panel was still motionless, and it was obviously latched.
Who are you? Why don’t you talk? The sweet and soft voice of the young lady like glutinous rice candy came from the room.
In his memory, only when spring is rippling and uncontrollable, the young lady's voice becomes so sweet and soft, so smooth that it makes people feel numb from the bottom of their hearts
Fang Xuejian originally wanted to chat with her, and talk about the past and reminisce about the past and bounce the relationship. Of course, if everything goes well, before saying good night, it would be even more wonderful to be able to experience the body temperature on each other's lips and communicate the liquid under the tip of the tongue.
Fang Xuejian was like a headless fly, who had been walking around three times in the spot, and the blue veins on his temples were leaping around. If he broke into the door, it would have a bad impact, and it would have been uneducated, and would have been treated lightly by the young lady.
But, is there any good way to maintain the gentleman's demeanor and enter the room to soothe her lonely heart?
Punching a small hole in the window paper, Fang Xuejian looked around, the candlelight ripples, and the water vapor behind the screen was swaying, and you could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of the young lady's body
What made him ecstatic was that half of the window behind was open. What wasn’t that a god-given opportunity?
He quickly made a decision in his heart, and this decision was bold and erotic. Any man would make such a decision.
Just think about it, squeezed into a steaming big wooden barrel, the beautiful lady twisted like a snake in her arms, her cheeks were as hot as fire, her eyes were blurred like fog, and her white skin as white as milk flashed with a silky luster
The rough palms trembled slightly, gliding freely among the mysterious and full mountains and hills. No, it is not sliding, it is flying, bird-like flying, wrapped in cheerful whispers and chanting
Fang Xuejian returned to his room as fast as possible. Before lighting a candle, he opened the window behind him. He looked out and saw an artificial forest outside the window with more than 20 ginkgo trees, red dates and white pine trees. The title of Happy Forest is worthy of its name.
He quickly got out of the window, jumped down, and walked to the window of Long Hongling's guest room. He leaped his toes and jumped up gently like a dragon flying in the air. He climbed up the edge of the windowsill with great accuracy. He was about to reach out to pull the other half of the window, and suddenly heard a loud noise, and the window opened automatically. Then, with a loud sound, a basin of hot water poured its head down.
Fang Xuejian almost exclaimed, and a large silver light in front of him was pouring down. Before he could react, he was already covered in his head and face.
He was shocked and hung there and did not dare to move. He felt that water flowed down his face, with a faint fragrance of powder. He knew it was the hot water after Long Hongling washed.
The lady's smug laughed quickly in front of the window, and then she sighed deeply, and said leisurely: There was a fool who used to like licking my toes. I said that if I had the chance, I would definitely get a basin of foot washing water for him to taste, but I didn't know how it tasted?
Fang Xuejian moaned in pain, knowing that he had fallen into the lady's beauty plan again, thinking: Since you come, you can rest assured. He pulled his hands and stretched into half of his head from the window. Looking up, Long Hongling stood in front of him with a varnished wooden basin in his hand. Two teasing gazes were turning on his face.
Oh, Master Fang, the good night is worth a fortune for a moment. Miss Liu and Miss Hua, who don’t go with you, come here to climb my wall. It’s really rare.
Miss, I...I took the liberty to visit this time, and actually... I actually wanted to ask... One thing to ask you is...
Are you free tonight?
Are you free? I'm very empty. The night is long and I don't have Mr. Zhang. Li Yanei's come to accompany me, so I'm naturally very empty
Since you have time, Miss, can you condescend to accompany me to the streets and go shopping?
Long Hongling widened his eyes, showed a very strange expression, and said: Go shopping with you? What are the benefits of me?
The hot water gradually became cooler, and the autumn wind blew on his face, causing a faint pain
Fang Xuejian climbed into the window and smiled and said: The young lady is the embodiment of beauty and wisdom. She is worth millions and rich. What other treasures in the world can catch your eyes? There is no need to talk about the benefits of everything, right? Besides, I just want to ask you to take your feet and go around the street with me to see the street scene.
Long Hongling laughed and handed him a towel, saying: If you don’t have any benefits, just go shopping with you. It’s not impossible. You just have to tell me honestly whether the basin of foot washing water I just drank and tasted delicious? She had planned for a day, just to tease him, and never forget the smell of the basin of foot washing water.
Fang Xuejian smacked his tongue, licked his lips again, pretending to be very intoxicated, and said: The beauty gave her a pot of foot bath warm soup, which was indeed fragrant and sweet, and was three points better than the jade nectar at the birthday party of Queen Mother of the West. I am afraid that I will become addicted to drinking it. I can no longer live without the beautiful first step in the world. I can only hide under your bed every day, waiting for the young lady to take a few secretly while washing her feet.
Long Hongling was happy and ashamed, his face turned slightly red, and he spat lightly and said: You are not a mouse, you hide under my bed every day
Mouse? There are rats under your bed? Miss, don't be afraid, I'll help you catch them. Fang Xuejian's face was stern, and he looked determined to be as if he was not in hell. He rolled up his sleeves, bent down and drilled under the bed
Long Hongling was both angry and funny, thinking that this person was so rogue, and his skin was different from the thickness of the city walls in Beijing. It was a good material to act or become an official.
He stretched out his feet and pushed him on his butt, and said with a smile: Stop catching it, a big mouse will only appear when I wash my feet. Hehe, it's getting late, let's go shopping
Blowing out the candles, the two of them flipped out from the window, walked around the woods, and jumped onto the high wall. There was no moon in the sky. The slight starlight traced the faint outline of the city, like a dark brown silhouette
Outside the wall is a small alley, deep and narrow, and even breathing is suppressed while walking through it.
Fortunately, at the end of the alley is a wide street with buildings on both sides. From time to time, large clusters of lights and voices swell out of it, adding a hint of vitality to the silent world.
The bluestone street was spread out from a distance, and it looked like a giant black python in the dark night.
The autumn wind blew, and the red maple leaves on the roadside were falling. The two walked side by side without saying a word. Fang Xuejian took her little hand with the flow. Long Hongling glanced at him and lowered his head.
I don’t know how far I went, Fang Xuejian suddenly pinched her palm and turned his head and said: Ling'er, I have many questions in my heart, I have always wanted to ask you
Long Hongling looked up at him, and two young eyes collided in the dark, shining with light, as if a high-intensity current flowed through the middle.
Her body trembled slightly, turned around quickly, kicked the falling leaves flying away, and said: I also have many questions to ask you, I want to ask you first, if you ask one, I will ask one, everyone should answer the questions honestly, no lying, do you agree?
OK, I promise not to lie. Fang Xuejian gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. The young lady's hand was soft and boneless, and it was very useful to touch. Ling'er, do you hate me?
Long Hongling's body stiffened for a moment, slowly raised his head, and the floating clouds in the sky moved over his head in a dark way. She gently spit out a word: Hate! Turning his head to look at him, suddenly smiled and said: It's my turn, what is your biggest wish now?
Win your heart, and then marry my baby Ling'er in a glorious manner
Lie in person, your biggest wish now is to find a way to save your wife. Long Hongling's eyes were rippling, and his little face was flushed. I don't know if it was excitement or anger.
My good Ling'er Ah, for a man, saving his wife is not a wish, but a responsibility, and he would rather die than take on it. Fang Xuejian stopped and stretched out his palm to hold her arms tightly. Okay, it's time for me to ask, how deep do you hate me?
The two stood face to face under a tall cypress tree, with the huge shadows in the canopy allowing them to see each other's outlines in a blur
Long Hongling raised her head, and from his shiny eyes, she clearly felt a surging heat, which was so hot that it could incubate the hard eggshell, liberating the soft and silky love of a woman.
She wanted to pounce on it, and use her teeth and love to bite the man's shoulders hard, so that he could experience what unforgettable pain is, and let his marks be branded with this pain forever in the man's memory and heart.
But she didn't do this. She just bit her lips, bit her very hard, and then smiled silently, like an orchid that suddenly bloomed at midnight. She said in a soft voice deep in her bone marrow: I hate you so much!
There may be no reason to love someone, but it is necessary to hate someone.
Why do the young lady hate Fang Xuejian?
What is the reason?
Did you die of him because you like him?
Fang Xuejian said nothing, but just hugged her body and her arms tightly, swam down from her forehead, eyebrows, and nose, looking for her lips.
It's my turn to ask. Long Hongling twisted his body hard and struggled to take off his arms, but he hugged it too tightly, his arms as firm as iron chains. She could only keep shaking her head, avoiding his kiss, and gasping for a moment: If saving your wife is also a wish, isn't it much more important than me?
Fang Xuejian was stunned for a moment, turned to see her side, her nose was slightly raised, her long eyelashes were drooping, her face was tender, and she couldn't say it was touching. She felt aroused in her heart. Of course, it was important to you. She suddenly woke up in her heart. Chu He was deeply in love with her and was caught by the woman in white. I don't know how much suffering she would suffer. With her weak temperament, she might cry every day and miss her.
It is easy to deceive the young lady, but as soon as she says that, what if she becomes serious and wants to go back to Shenlong Villa to marry her immediately?
He was stunned for a while, and suddenly sighed softly and said: Kiss Ling'er, your sister Chuhe and you are both my heart. It is important, and I can't let go. Without one of you, I will be unhappy for the rest of my life.
Long Hongling was held tightly in his arms. When he smelled the strong masculine aura on his body, he felt both upset and happy. After struggling for a while, his body gradually became softer and his strength became smaller and smaller. After listening to his confession, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. I don’t know if I should like it or get angry?
She bent her wrist, and used her pointed nails to mark a few blood marks on his arm, and shouted: Let go of me, let go of me, you clearly don't take me to heart, but you say these nonsense that is not painful and itchy and lie to me...
How could Fang Xuejian be willing to let go? He used his arms to force his body, and he could not shake her even if he could turn the world upside down and move and change. Suddenly, with a chubby sound, she bit her shoulder again
Long Hongling really loves and hates this lazy man in front of him. When he hated him, he just wanted to go away and never see him again in his life. But when he left seriously, he felt that life was boring. He was stupid all day long and could not be excited. He stood, sat, lying, and thought about him all the time. He even dreamed that he could be with him, hoping that he would always say funny jokes and make himself happy.
She was confused for a moment, and she felt mixed love and hatred in her heart. She struggled without success. She opened her mouth and bit it. She cut her teeth into her flesh. Slightly blood oozed into her mouth. She was salty and astringent. Her mind suddenly woke up. She turned around and saw Fang Xuejian's body trembling slightly, and cold sweat was covered in pain. She was shocked and asked softly: How are you? Does it hurt?
Fang Xuejian's lips turned slightly white, and his two rows of teeth were fighting each other. He said tremblingly: It's nothing, it doesn't hurt. His body was trembling, and his arms holding her body slowly loosened.
The eldest lady could not believe it. She gently broke free from his arms and reached out to tear open the clothes on his shoulders. She saw a round scar on her shoulder blade, and a row of neat teeth marks were added on it. Blood kept oozing out. The situation was very abrupt. She suddenly remembered that she had bitten a piece of flesh from his shoulder. This scar was naturally the masterpiece of that time when she got angry. She couldn't help but feel a little apology in her heart. She hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine from her arms and applied it to the wound. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. She murmured: Who told you to always make people angry, I deserve it!
A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground rolled into the air, flying up and down in front of the two, like butterflies swimming in the Yì bushes
Fang Xuejian gritted his teeth, and the old sores on his shoulders relapsed, and it hurt like a fire. He lowered his head and saw her gaze evading, his eyes were full of concern and caring, and his heart was immediately relieved. However, the young lady was not afraid of the sky, but she looked ashamed, like a child who had made a mistake. She knew that although her mouth was hard, she really cared about herself. She hummed JīJī, leaning her body slanted in her arms, pretending to be ten points of pain.
Long Hongling barely stood firmly, holding his waist firmly with his arms, for fear of letting go of his hand and throwing him over. He heard his screams make him feel miserable and miserable. He had long lost his mind. He turned around and saw a rock in front of him and said softly: Let's go there and sit there.
The two of them walked over with support and half of the stone tilted. Fang Xueqing slowly lay down, his arms were not loose, and he pulled the lady to lean against him. He breathed a sigh of relief: Baby Ling'er, you are really my enemy in my past life. One day I will be bitten to death by your cherry mouth.
Long Hongling leaned softly against his chest, hugged his tiger waist with his backhand, smiled and said: As long as you listen to me, how can I give up... I will bite you
Fang Xuejian kissed her on the top of her head and said: How many lives do I have? How dare I not listen to my baby Ling'er? We will become a kiss in the future. If you say how many babies you give birth, we will give birth to a few babies, and never give birth to one more, and never give birth to one more.
Long Hongling was happy after hearing the first half of his words. Then he said half of the words, and realized that it was his gangster again. He snorted softly and said: You have always been so slick in your words, aren’t you accurate?
Without Ah, I am an honest and kind person, humble and cautious person. I always say one is one, two is two, three more reliable than the monks in the temple.
Long Hongling sneered and said: If you are honest and reliable, are there any cunning rogues in the world?
Miss, why don’t you understand my heart until now? Although I am a little too handsome and overbearing, I am extremely loyal and down-to-earth in my life. Don’t sneer. I swear to the sky now that if I say something to deceive the lady, I will call the sky to hit the sky and make me feel bad...
Before he finished speaking, the wind blew up on the ground, the branches and leaves above his head were dancing wildly, the dust on the street was flying, and the world was dark
Looking up, I suddenly lit up before my eyes, and a zigzag-shaped lightning flew across the sky, as if a hole suddenly cracked in the vast sky. Then with a bang, a dull july burst out suddenly, the earth shook, making people's ears numb
Long Hongling turned around and hid in his arms, screaming: Oh, the sky is hit by five thunder, there is a shameless person who might die well.
Fang Xuejian secretly scolded God for turning against him and not giving him any face. He stretched out his arms and hugged the beauty in his arms and said with a smile: Destined, I will be bitten to death by your golden teeth, and naturally it is not a good thing to die. Miss. It will rain soon, so let's find a place to hide first.
He bent down and picked up Long Hongling, ran forward, and ran for more than a hundred steps. A wide fork appeared beside the street, with cypress trees on both sides, and the eaves and corners at the end of the stone slabs were vaguely a courtyard with extraordinary weather.
With a bang, another muffled thunder rolled down from the top of the head. The raindrops immediately opened, and countless large raindrops with crackling crackling, causing dust to fly on the ground.
Fang Xuejian looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in the air, and raindrops hit their faces with a faint pain. He hesitated for a moment and ran onto the fork path.
The two ran to the eaves, and lightning flashed one by one, like silver dragons flying through the sky, illuminating the three black words on the door plaque: Wengong Temple
Long Hongling Ah said: It turned out to be Han Wengong’s ancestral hall. I wonder if there are anyone inside?
The rain is getting heavier, and it is densely filled with arrows. The raindrops hit the eaves and walls, and it is like a thousand rapid strings of iron fingers and copper pipa wheels.
The gate of the courtyard was closed, Fang Xuejian let go of her and knocked on the door.
After a long time, no one answered the door. After waiting for a while, he turned around and smiled: Miss, there seems to be no one inside. It seems that we are going to be gentlemen on the beam again.
The two looked at each other and jumped to the courtyard wall together. Inside the wall was a half-acre patio with seven or eight dragon cypresses and magnolias planted. They were surrounded by monuments on both sides. The walkway in the middle was paved with bluestone. At the end, the main ancestral hall was flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, with grand and solemn momentum.
The sudden rain is like a waterfall, and a thick mist of water is formed into obstacles. Looking out, I can only see the vast world.
Fang Xuejian pulled the young lady to walk through the patio, jumped up the steps, and hid under the eaves in front of the hall. Although in just a short moment, there were many rain spots on their clothes.
Hey, there seems to be a light inside the room. Long Hongling took out a silk silk, wiped the raindrops on his hair and clothes, and looked into the crack of the door.
Hula lazily in the air. Fang Xuejian looked out and stretched out his sleeves to wipe the rain from his face. Hearing Long Hongling's words, he turned around and through the gaps in the door panel, a faint candlelight flowed out.
The two jujube wood doors have been painted mottled for many years. Fang Xuejian stretched out his hand and pushed it slightly. The door was still motionless, and the door should have been latched inside.
He held Long Hongling's little hand, leaned into her ear, and asked softly: Have you seen anything?
Before the eldest lady could answer, she suddenly heard a woman's moan in her ears: …oh…oh, good person…
Kill me, oh...oh, Dada...qingqing...my good guy, Ah...I'm going to fly...
The rain hit the tile, and the sound of gentle cry in the room was high and low, accompanied by the sound of the men and women being nice, which was both weird and erotic.
Long Hongling turned his head, a pink face blushing, indescribable charming, his eyes dodging, and said in a mosquito-like voice: No... I didn't see it
It doesn't matter, let's go down the window to see. Fang Xuejian stretched out his arms and circled her slender waist, half-wrapping and half-hugging around her long window, poking two small holes with his fingers, and they looked over and looked at her, and were attracted by the scene in the room.
The candlelight sways gently, a naked man and woman entangled obsessively, arrogant at first and respectful at the end, swaying left and right, an altar covered with plain silk creaking and moaning endlessly, and her clothes scattered all over the floor
The woman was lying flat on the altar, half of her plump buttocks were hanging outside, her two snow-white and strong thighs were crossed on the man's head and neck, and the plump breasts on her chest swayed with her body, dancing waves of roaring waves. Dada, Qingqing, couldn't help crying.
The man stood majestic on the ground, sweating on his bronze skin, like a general wearing armor, riding a horse and fighting, galloping across the battlefield, holding her slender waist tightly with both hands, breathing in his mouth, swinging his waist vigorously and pulling it up quickly
Fang Xue gradually breathed and smelled a sweet and greasy fragrance of a girl in her nose. Her throat was dry, her heart was beating rapidly. When her palms tightened, she felt the young lady's hand trembling gently. When she turned her head and looked, she saw that her face was red like a crabapple, her breathing was slightly rapid, and her whisper was almost indescribable.
He stretched out his tongue and licked her earlobe, and said softly: Baby Ling'er, what are they doing? The arms that surrounded her waist slowly moved down, climbed up her round buttocks, and held them gently. The tentacles were smooth and greasy, extremely delicate.
Long Hongling's body trembled slightly, and her skin became hot, as if dyed with a layer of rouge. She couldn't say anything beautiful and beautiful. She gently pinched the back of his hand with her nails, and said: Little bad guy
Fang Xuejian exaggeratedly in her ear, held her little hand slowly to her lower body, held the thick and beating jade stem through her pants, and laughed: Is it this little bad guy Ah, but this bad guy is not small
The eldest lady moaned shyly, and a gorgeous pink face turned red again. Her head and neck bent down, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't dare to turn her head to look at him. She shook her hand holding the man's fire stick slightly, but she didn't let go.
Fang Xuejian took advantage of the opportunity to hug her from behind, stretched out her wet and hot tongue tip, slowly licked her head, neck and ears, and passed her palms through the lady's armpits, holding a pair of tall and straight plump snow peaks, and gently rubbing them.
The eldest lady Ah let out a soft cry, her palm tightened, and the man's thick fire rod shook violently, and it was almost difficult to grasp.
As soon as she turned her head, her two slightly opened lips were stolen by him. Her body trembled and she felt a hot tongue poking in. She was siege and attacking the city and quickly lingering with her tongue
The two of them were tightly attached to their skin, their mouths and tongues were entangled, and they were immersed in the fun of love. They completely forgot where they were. I don’t know how many times they had passed. I listened to the outside of the yard suddenly. A few horses neighed, and then the yard gate was bang bang
There was a random sound, and a man shouted loudly: Open the door! Open the door! Come shelter from the rain!
Fang Xuejian quickly let go of his palm, raised his index finger on his lips, and snorted her to not speak out.
The young lady gasped and opened her eyes slightly, and met with his arrogant gaze. She suddenly felt ashamed in her heart, and she quickly lowered her head. Two red clouds flew out from her shiny and moist face.
It was raining heavily, and there was more than ten beats outside. Another man shouted loudly: Hello, there is no one in the house? Are they all dead? Grandma, if you don’t open the door, I will break into the door. This man’s voice is hoarse, like a broken gong.
Fang Xuejian reached out to hug the lady's slender waist, pouted and kissed her red face, and smiled: Baby Ling'er, you often call me a crow's mouth, that's really a big mistake for a good person. The man outside spoke rude and ugly, and he was born a crow's mouth.
Long Hongling burst into laughter, raised his head and was about to sarcastically, but he saw a black shadow on the wall swaying. A man jumped into the wall, landing lightly, and his skills were quite agile. The white light flashed in his hand, and he actually held a steel knife.
The man quickly glanced in the courtyard for a while and saw someone standing in the corridor, but he didn't care much. He turned around and opened the courtyard door and put his companions in.
Fang Xuejian muttered in his stomach that these people were agile and looked like they were all people with martial arts. They had to do things themselves, their wives wanted to save them, and their eldest lady wanted to chase them. They really didn't want to cause too much trouble. They could avoid them as much as possible.
He made up his mind and hurriedly pulled the young lady around the right side of the corridor and walked down the steps quickly
The three men rushed into the corridor wet, complaining, and the one who broke his voice even cursed: Damn, the bird servant, the rain has made grandpa wet. When he glanced at the square on the stele corridor, the dragons and the two of them were dodging as if they were deliberately avoiding themselves. He was angry and shouted: Hey, what are you two birdmen? Why are you hiding there sneakily? I just ate milk and called the door, why don't you come and open it?
There are more than a dozen square stone tablets standing on the long stele corridor, built with the wall, protruding about an inch thick outside.
The stone tablet is densely engraved with words as big as eggs. It should be articles and poems left by Han Wengong during his lifetime.
Fang Xuejian reached out and stroked it gently, and felt that these words were flying and flying, full of energy, and vigorous and powerful.
He happened to touch two sentences from Han Yu's "Chung Yun Li Guanji Gift" and read it casually: The villain is only a resentful, but the gentleman is only sad for the Lingmei. This Han Wengong is really powerful. When he was alive, he expected that a crow would come to his ancestral hall to roar loudly and disturb his sleep. This wrote this popular poem. Uneducated villain does not understand the rules and croaks indiscriminately. No wonder the righteous gentleman who keeps integrity and righteousness is only sad.
Long Hongling poked his waist gently and said with a smile: Naughty guy, I like to cause trouble.
Fang Xuejian said with a huh, and said strangely: Miss, aren’t you naughty? If you like dogs to meddle in other people’s business, we took the initiative to avoid here, which gave them enough face. This crow actually came to provoke her. Isn’t that it’s itchy and wants to be beaten?
The man roared and was about to rush over with his knife, but was stopped by a thin companion. After listening to Fang Xuejian's second half of the words, he had a sudden turn around and slashed at the gate of the ancestral hall.
This ancestral hall was built in the sixth year of Emperor Shenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty and has been quite long. Although it is a jujube wood door, the wood is a bit loose. The long knife cuts it down hard and a hole is immediately opened.
Long Hongling couldn't help but exclaim, pulled out the steel knife, the gap was as dark as before, and the candle in the room was extinguished
The thick-sounding man was stunned. The three-inch thick jujube wooden door could not stop his casual knife. He was happy and surprised. He couldn't believe that his martial arts were progressing so quickly. He raised his leg and kicked it. The latch inside was not broken, but the groove on the left was shaken off, and the latch fell to the ground with the latch. Half of the door creaked open
The three of them cheered, pushed open the door and rushed in, and the lights quickly lit up in the room.
Fang Xuejian hugged the young lady's soft and thin waist, put her face on her smooth cheeks, looked up at the ancestral hall, and said: Dear naughty, do you want to go over and take a look
I don't think I don't like the three words "naughty" bag". Long Hongling thought of the naked couple on the altar, and his heart pounded wildly, and he reached out to grab his two hands that wanted to do bad things.
If you don't like me, I call you a naughty bag. I will call you dear Xiao Linger or your beloved baby Xiao Lingling in the future. Do you think it's okay? Fang Xuejian blew gently in her ear, and the man's hot breath made the lady's body tremble slightly.
No, it's so stingy. Long Hongling's face turned red and his ears were red, and even the words he spit out became a little weak.
I don’t want this, that’s not good, Xiaokerener, what do you want me to do? Fang Xuejian stretched out his right index finger and slowly turned along her round belly button.
Long Hongling smiled and said: It was so itchy. He turned around and hugged his neck, leaning softly in his arms, his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly opened, his face was both happy and angry, he looked at him in a daze for a while, and suddenly said: As long as you are really kind to me, I like it
The two of them looked at each other, and their shiny eyes were filled with endless joy and admiration, and even the flowing breath was sweet, like honey.
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and gently touched her soft lips. The two of them shook their bodies and their breathing was frozen.
Fang Xuejian tightened her arms vigorously, as if she was about to rub her whole body into her body, and took a long breath. Her two hot lips opened slightly, and she was about to transform into a fire, igniting a pile of dried firewood that was smoking.
Just as the two trembling lips were getting closer and closer, and the distance between the skin was so subtle that even the vernier caliper could not do anything, a tile suddenly broke with a slight sound on the top of their heads.
Fang Xuejian suddenly became clever and was waiting for a kiss on Fang Ze's lips to stop in the air
Turning around, I saw three black shadows sliding quickly on the stele corridor opposite, rising and falling a few times, and soon jumped to the roof of the ancestral hall.
He was secretly surprised. Seeing the light body skills of these three people, they should be figures with names in the world, but why did they come here in the heavy rain?
There are three people on the stele corridor over there, but I don’t know how many of them are on the stele corridor over here?
While meditating, the head and neck suddenly became heavy, the head drooped, and the lips immediately encountered two slippery and soft things. A sweet and seductive fragrance surrounded the whole body, and a slight swayed in my heart. I pointed my mouth and sucked gently.
Just as in full swing, a man suddenly heard a loud voice saying: It’s windy outside. If you don’t mind, please come to the house and roast the fire?
The two of them separated their mouths and looked up to see a figure standing in the corridor, just like the tall and thin man who drank the crow's mouth.
Fang Xuejian thought: The moisture outside is too heavy, and his internal strength is deep and it doesn't matter. The young lady was locked in the Luoshen Mansion for ten days, and she was relatively weak. She couldn't stand the cold wind for two hours. It would be nice to go in and roast the fire.
Just as I was about to answer, a gentle cough suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard. A greasy paper umbrella curled in. A young man and woman stepped in hand in hand. The white clothes were better than snow, with long straps fluttering, and the dignity was glorious, like a god in the rain.
Thank you for your kindness. It was windy outside. Zhujing and I were about to go in and roast the fire. The man coughed softly again and nodded to the tall man in the corridor with a smile.
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Thank you for your kindness, it’s very windy outside, Zhujing and I are about to go in and roast the fire.
The man surnamed Gao saw the man in white and changed his face slightly. He clasped his fists and said: It turned out that the owner of Manor Han was here. Gao encountered rain on the way, so he took advantage of the expensive place to temporarily avoid the rain. The owner of Manor Han has always been a large number of adults, so don’t mind it?
The man in white didn't expect that there was someone hidden in the stele corridor. He turned his head and looked at it and smiled: The ancestor's ancestral hall has always been deserted. I didn't expect that there would be so many distinguished guests tonight. I really respect this brother. Since I'm here, let's go in and roast the fire together.
Wu Song is just a bandit leader who cannot be put on the table, but Han Yu is a native of Mengzhou. He is a literary saint in Jinghua. However, in the minds of ordinary people, Wu Dutou, who kills without blinking, is much more popular than Han Wengong.
There is an inconspicuous tavern at the ferry on the north bank of the Yellow River. The flying wine flag at the door clearly states that "Three bowls do not have the river". It is said that it is a century-old shop, and its vision is indeed unique.
Entering Mengzhou City, the widest and most prosperous street is called Wusong Street, the best-business brothel is called Jinlianfang, the teahouse with the most customers is Feiyunpu, and the largest bathhouse is called Yuanyanglou
Everyone inquired along the way that the best inn in the city is called Happy Forest, and the best restaurant in the city is called Cross Po
Long Hongling curled his lips and cut it, "Shizipo isn't a black shop selling human meat buns?"
The folk customs here are really simple, Mengzhou City is simply called Wusong City
No matter how you say it, the inn we stayed in is still Happy Forest, and the restaurant we went to is still Cross Slope. It is just the best restaurant chef's Dongpo pork. Although it is made with color, fragrance and taste, it always makes people feel worried and dare not take off the chopsticks.
After returning to the inn, Fang Xuejian pushed Feng Bao's room open, put down the food box in his hand, and touched the candlestick on the table to light the candle.
Feng Bao lay straight on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blankly
Are you hungry? Fang Xuejian carefully helped him sit up, picked up a piece of fragrant and moist braised pork and handed it to his mouth
Where is this place? Feng Bao opened his mouth and opened and closed mechanically on the ground?
Mengzhou, we have crossed the Yellow River. Fang Xuejian put a knife into his mouth. Brother Feng Bao, we will turn west tomorrow. We can only feel sorry for you to recover from the wounded here alone.
Where are you going? Feng Bao slanted his eyes and glanced at him
A very distant place, Fang Xuejian smiled. I have taken care of the inn's staff. He will find a more skillful maid to serve you. You can reward him with a few taels of silver at that time.
Feng Bao looked at him for a while, suddenly stretched out his palm and said: Give me a silver note of 1,990 taels and that bottle of medicine.
Don't be so impatient, at least eat this bowl of noodles first
I'm full, give me a thousand nine hundred and ninety taels of silver bill and that bottle of medicine.
Fang Xuejian's smile was a little awkward. He put down the bowls and chopsticks, took out a close-fitting purse from his pocket, uncovered the two layers of oil paper outside, revealing a thick stack of silver notes, and said: Brother Feng Bao, I have always had a not-so-smelling news that I wanted to tell you that the bottle of "Tianshan Snow Lotus Pills" was accidentally lost.
Lost? Feng Bao moaned for a moment. Without those pills, what should I do if I have my injuries?
Don't worry about this. I have taken care of the inn. The best doctor in Mengzhou City will come to see you tomorrow morning. Fang Xuejian ordered eight small denominations and handed them to Feng Bao's hands. Here are 3,500 taels of silver. Apart from medical treatment, accommodation and buying maids, you can spend the rest of your life comfortably.
Feng Bao looked through the silver notes carefully twice before he carefully put them in his pocket. He breathed a sigh of relief. His expression on his face finally looked a little better and said: You are so kind to me
Fang Xuejian also let out a secret sigh, helped him lie down slowly, tucked the corners of the quilt, and said: Brother Feng Bao, this is the last time we meet. I wish you a good health soon, and your life will be prosperous and happy.
Can someone like me be happy? I'm just breathing. Feng Bao's hands tightly covered his pockets on his chest, as if he was afraid that the silver bills would grow wings and fly away
In his world, perhaps only these silver can warm his heart
Fang Xuejian blew out the candle, quietly exited, and closed the door
The remaining light in the sky has burned out, the stars are sparse in the vast sky, and the sickle-shaped crescent moon silently slides into a dark cloud. Everything in the field of vision gradually loses its shape and color. It starts to turn gray-brown, and then dissolves into a pitch-black ball.
Fang Xuejian tiptoed outside Long Hongling's door, and the lights were shining from the paper window, and the young lady should be inside.
He listened first, but couldn't hear anything, so he reached out and knocked on the door lightly
Who is Ah, I'm taking a shower, don't come in? Sure enough, a few sounds of water came from the room
Fang Xuejian's whole body became hot, and his heart immediately pounded. He reached out and pushed the door. The door panel was still motionless, and it was obviously latched.
Who are you? Why don’t you talk? The sweet and soft voice of the young lady like glutinous rice candy came from the room.
In his memory, only when spring is rippling and uncontrollable, the young lady's voice becomes so sweet and soft, so smooth that it makes people feel numb from the bottom of their hearts
Fang Xuejian originally wanted to chat with her, and talk about the past and reminisce about the past and bounce the relationship. Of course, if everything goes well, before saying good night, it would be even more wonderful to be able to experience the body temperature on each other's lips and communicate the liquid under the tip of the tongue.
Fang Xuejian was like a headless fly, who had been walking around three times in the spot, and the blue veins on his temples were leaping around. If he broke into the door, it would have a bad impact, and it would have been uneducated, and would have been treated lightly by the young lady.
But, is there any good way to maintain the gentleman's demeanor and enter the room to soothe her lonely heart?
Punching a small hole in the window paper, Fang Xuejian looked around, the candlelight ripples, and the water vapor behind the screen was swaying, and you could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of the young lady's body
What made him ecstatic was that half of the window behind was open. What wasn’t that a god-given opportunity?
He quickly made a decision in his heart, and this decision was bold and erotic. Any man would make such a decision.
Just think about it, squeezed into a steaming big wooden barrel, the beautiful lady twisted like a snake in her arms, her cheeks were as hot as fire, her eyes were blurred like fog, and her white skin as white as milk flashed with a silky luster
The rough palms trembled slightly, gliding freely among the mysterious and full mountains and hills. No, it is not sliding, it is flying, bird-like flying, wrapped in cheerful whispers and chanting
Fang Xuejian returned to his room as fast as possible. Before lighting a candle, he opened the window behind him. He looked out and saw an artificial forest outside the window with more than 20 ginkgo trees, red dates and white pine trees. The title of Happy Forest is worthy of its name.
He quickly got out of the window, jumped down, and walked to the window of Long Hongling's guest room. He leaped his toes and jumped up gently like a dragon flying in the air. He climbed up the edge of the windowsill with great accuracy. He was about to reach out to pull the other half of the window, and suddenly heard a loud noise, and the window opened automatically. Then, with a loud sound, a basin of hot water poured its head down.
Fang Xuejian almost exclaimed, and a large silver light in front of him was pouring down. Before he could react, he was already covered in his head and face.
He was shocked and hung there and did not dare to move. He felt that water flowed down his face, with a faint fragrance of powder. He knew it was the hot water after Long Hongling washed.
The lady's smug laughed quickly in front of the window, and then she sighed deeply, and said leisurely: There was a fool who used to like licking my toes. I said that if I had the chance, I would definitely get a basin of foot washing water for him to taste, but I didn't know how it tasted?
Fang Xuejian moaned in pain, knowing that he had fallen into the lady's beauty plan again, thinking: Since you come, you can rest assured. He pulled his hands and stretched into half of his head from the window. Looking up, Long Hongling stood in front of him with a varnished wooden basin in his hand. Two teasing gazes were turning on his face.
Oh, Master Fang, the good night is worth a fortune for a moment. Miss Liu and Miss Hua, who don’t go with you, come here to climb my wall. It’s really rare.
Miss, I...I took the liberty to visit this time, and actually... I actually wanted to ask... One thing to ask you is...
Are you free tonight?
Are you free? I'm very empty. The night is long and I don't have Mr. Zhang. Li Yanei's come to accompany me, so I'm naturally very empty
Since you have time, Miss, can you condescend to accompany me to the streets and go shopping?
Long Hongling widened his eyes, showed a very strange expression, and said: Go shopping with you? What are the benefits of me?
The hot water gradually became cooler, and the autumn wind blew on his face, causing a faint pain
Fang Xuejian climbed into the window and smiled and said: The young lady is the embodiment of beauty and wisdom. She is worth millions and rich. What other treasures in the world can catch your eyes? There is no need to talk about the benefits of everything, right? Besides, I just want to ask you to take your feet and go around the street with me to see the street scene.
Long Hongling laughed and handed him a towel, saying: If you don’t have any benefits, just go shopping with you. It’s not impossible. You just have to tell me honestly whether the basin of foot washing water I just drank and tasted delicious? She had planned for a day, just to tease him, and never forget the smell of the basin of foot washing water.
Fang Xuejian smacked his tongue, licked his lips again, pretending to be very intoxicated, and said: The beauty gave her a pot of foot bath warm soup, which was indeed fragrant and sweet, and was three points better than the jade nectar at the birthday party of Queen Mother of the West. I am afraid that I will become addicted to drinking it. I can no longer live without the beautiful first step in the world. I can only hide under your bed every day, waiting for the young lady to take a few secretly while washing her feet.
Long Hongling was happy and ashamed, his face turned slightly red, and he spat lightly and said: You are not a mouse, you hide under my bed every day
Mouse? There are rats under your bed? Miss, don't be afraid, I'll help you catch them. Fang Xuejian's face was stern, and he looked determined to be as if he was not in hell. He rolled up his sleeves, bent down and drilled under the bed
Long Hongling was both angry and funny, thinking that this person was so rogue, and his skin was different from the thickness of the city walls in Beijing. It was a good material to act or become an official.
He stretched out his feet and pushed him on his butt, and said with a smile: Stop catching it, a big mouse will only appear when I wash my feet. Hehe, it's getting late, let's go shopping
Blowing out the candles, the two of them flipped out from the window, walked around the woods, and jumped onto the high wall. There was no moon in the sky. The slight starlight traced the faint outline of the city, like a dark brown silhouette
Outside the wall is a small alley, deep and narrow, and even breathing is suppressed while walking through it.
Fortunately, at the end of the alley is a wide street with buildings on both sides. From time to time, large clusters of lights and voices swell out of it, adding a hint of vitality to the silent world.
The bluestone street was spread out from a distance, and it looked like a giant black python in the dark night.
The autumn wind blew, and the red maple leaves on the roadside were falling. The two walked side by side without saying a word. Fang Xuejian took her little hand with the flow. Long Hongling glanced at him and lowered his head.
I don’t know how far I went, Fang Xuejian suddenly pinched her palm and turned his head and said: Ling'er, I have many questions in my heart, I have always wanted to ask you
Long Hongling looked up at him, and two young eyes collided in the dark, shining with light, as if a high-intensity current flowed through the middle.
Her body trembled slightly, turned around quickly, kicked the falling leaves flying away, and said: I also have many questions to ask you, I want to ask you first, if you ask one, I will ask one, everyone should answer the questions honestly, no lying, do you agree?
OK, I promise not to lie. Fang Xuejian gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. The young lady's hand was soft and boneless, and it was very useful to touch. Ling'er, do you hate me?
Long Hongling's body stiffened for a moment, slowly raised his head, and the floating clouds in the sky moved over his head in a dark way. She gently spit out a word: Hate! Turning his head to look at him, suddenly smiled and said: It's my turn, what is your biggest wish now?
Win your heart, and then marry my baby Ling'er in a glorious manner
Lie in person, your biggest wish now is to find a way to save your wife. Long Hongling's eyes were rippling, and his little face was flushed. I don't know if it was excitement or anger.
My good Ling'er Ah, for a man, saving his wife is not a wish, but a responsibility, and he would rather die than take on it. Fang Xuejian stopped and stretched out his palm to hold her arms tightly. Okay, it's time for me to ask, how deep do you hate me?
The two stood face to face under a tall cypress tree, with the huge shadows in the canopy allowing them to see each other's outlines in a blur
Long Hongling raised her head, and from his shiny eyes, she clearly felt a surging heat, which was so hot that it could incubate the hard eggshell, liberating the soft and silky love of a woman.
She wanted to pounce on it, and use her teeth and love to bite the man's shoulders hard, so that he could experience what unforgettable pain is, and let his marks be branded with this pain forever in the man's memory and heart.
But she didn't do this. She just bit her lips, bit her very hard, and then smiled silently, like an orchid that suddenly bloomed at midnight. She said in a soft voice deep in her bone marrow: I hate you so much!
There may be no reason to love someone, but it is necessary to hate someone.
Why do the young lady hate Fang Xuejian?
What is the reason?
Did you die of him because you like him?
Fang Xuejian said nothing, but just hugged her body and her arms tightly, swam down from her forehead, eyebrows, and nose, looking for her lips.
It's my turn to ask. Long Hongling twisted his body hard and struggled to take off his arms, but he hugged it too tightly, his arms as firm as iron chains. She could only keep shaking her head, avoiding his kiss, and gasping for a moment: If saving your wife is also a wish, isn't it much more important than me?
Fang Xuejian was stunned for a moment, turned to see her side, her nose was slightly raised, her long eyelashes were drooping, her face was tender, and she couldn't say it was touching. She felt aroused in her heart. Of course, it was important to you. She suddenly woke up in her heart. Chu He was deeply in love with her and was caught by the woman in white. I don't know how much suffering she would suffer. With her weak temperament, she might cry every day and miss her.
It is easy to deceive the young lady, but as soon as she says that, what if she becomes serious and wants to go back to Shenlong Villa to marry her immediately?
He was stunned for a while, and suddenly sighed softly and said: Kiss Ling'er, your sister Chuhe and you are both my heart. It is important, and I can't let go. Without one of you, I will be unhappy for the rest of my life.
Long Hongling was held tightly in his arms. When he smelled the strong masculine aura on his body, he felt both upset and happy. After struggling for a while, his body gradually became softer and his strength became smaller and smaller. After listening to his confession, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. I don’t know if I should like it or get angry?
She bent her wrist, and used her pointed nails to mark a few blood marks on his arm, and shouted: Let go of me, let go of me, you clearly don't take me to heart, but you say these nonsense that is not painful and itchy and lie to me...
How could Fang Xuejian be willing to let go? He used his arms to force his body, and he could not shake her even if he could turn the world upside down and move and change. Suddenly, with a chubby sound, she bit her shoulder again
Long Hongling really loves and hates this lazy man in front of him. When he hated him, he just wanted to go away and never see him again in his life. But when he left seriously, he felt that life was boring. He was stupid all day long and could not be excited. He stood, sat, lying, and thought about him all the time. He even dreamed that he could be with him, hoping that he would always say funny jokes and make himself happy.
She was confused for a moment, and she felt mixed love and hatred in her heart. She struggled without success. She opened her mouth and bit it. She cut her teeth into her flesh. Slightly blood oozed into her mouth. She was salty and astringent. Her mind suddenly woke up. She turned around and saw Fang Xuejian's body trembling slightly, and cold sweat was covered in pain. She was shocked and asked softly: How are you? Does it hurt?
Fang Xuejian's lips turned slightly white, and his two rows of teeth were fighting each other. He said tremblingly: It's nothing, it doesn't hurt. His body was trembling, and his arms holding her body slowly loosened.
The eldest lady could not believe it. She gently broke free from his arms and reached out to tear open the clothes on his shoulders. She saw a round scar on her shoulder blade, and a row of neat teeth marks were added on it. Blood kept oozing out. The situation was very abrupt. She suddenly remembered that she had bitten a piece of flesh from his shoulder. This scar was naturally the masterpiece of that time when she got angry. She couldn't help but feel a little apology in her heart. She hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine from her arms and applied it to the wound. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. She murmured: Who told you to always make people angry, I deserve it!
A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground rolled into the air, flying up and down in front of the two, like butterflies swimming in the Yì bushes
Fang Xuejian gritted his teeth, and the old sores on his shoulders relapsed, and it hurt like a fire. He lowered his head and saw her gaze evading, his eyes were full of concern and caring, and his heart was immediately relieved. However, the young lady was not afraid of the sky, but she looked ashamed, like a child who had made a mistake. She knew that although her mouth was hard, she really cared about herself. She hummed JīJī, leaning her body slanted in her arms, pretending to be ten points of pain.
Long Hongling barely stood firmly, holding his waist firmly with his arms, for fear of letting go of his hand and throwing him over. He heard his screams make him feel miserable and miserable. He had long lost his mind. He turned around and saw a rock in front of him and said softly: Let's go there and sit there.
The two of them walked over with support and half of the stone tilted. Fang Xueqing slowly lay down, his arms were not loose, and he pulled the lady to lean against him. He breathed a sigh of relief: Baby Ling'er, you are really my enemy in my past life. One day I will be bitten to death by your cherry mouth.
Long Hongling leaned softly against his chest, hugged his tiger waist with his backhand, smiled and said: As long as you listen to me, how can I give up... I will bite you
Fang Xuejian kissed her on the top of her head and said: How many lives do I have? How dare I not listen to my baby Ling'er? We will become a kiss in the future. If you say how many babies you give birth, we will give birth to a few babies, and never give birth to one more, and never give birth to one more.
Long Hongling was happy after hearing the first half of his words. Then he said half of the words, and realized that it was his gangster again. He snorted softly and said: You have always been so slick in your words, aren’t you accurate?
Without Ah, I am an honest and kind person, humble and cautious person. I always say one is one, two is two, three more reliable than the monks in the temple.
Long Hongling sneered and said: If you are honest and reliable, are there any cunning rogues in the world?
Miss, why don’t you understand my heart until now? Although I am a little too handsome and overbearing, I am extremely loyal and down-to-earth in my life. Don’t sneer. I swear to the sky now that if I say something to deceive the lady, I will call the sky to hit the sky and make me feel bad...
Before he finished speaking, the wind blew up on the ground, the branches and leaves above his head were dancing wildly, the dust on the street was flying, and the world was dark
Looking up, I suddenly lit up before my eyes, and a zigzag-shaped lightning flew across the sky, as if a hole suddenly cracked in the vast sky. Then with a bang, a dull july burst out suddenly, the earth shook, making people's ears numb
Long Hongling turned around and hid in his arms, screaming: Oh, the sky is hit by five thunder, there is a shameless person who might die well.
Fang Xuejian secretly scolded God for turning against him and not giving him any face. He stretched out his arms and hugged the beauty in his arms and said with a smile: Destined, I will be bitten to death by your golden teeth, and naturally it is not a good thing to die. Miss. It will rain soon, so let's find a place to hide first.
He bent down and picked up Long Hongling, ran forward, and ran for more than a hundred steps. A wide fork appeared beside the street, with cypress trees on both sides, and the eaves and corners at the end of the stone slabs were vaguely a courtyard with extraordinary weather.
With a bang, another muffled thunder rolled down from the top of the head. The raindrops immediately opened, and countless large raindrops with crackling crackling, causing dust to fly on the ground.
Fang Xuejian looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in the air, and raindrops hit their faces with a faint pain. He hesitated for a moment and ran onto the fork path.
The two ran to the eaves, and lightning flashed one by one, like silver dragons flying through the sky, illuminating the three black words on the door plaque: Wengong Temple
Long Hongling Ah said: It turned out to be Han Wengong’s ancestral hall. I wonder if there are anyone inside?
The rain is getting heavier, and it is densely filled with arrows. The raindrops hit the eaves and walls, and it is like a thousand rapid strings of iron fingers and copper pipa wheels.
The gate of the courtyard was closed, Fang Xuejian let go of her and knocked on the door.
After a long time, no one answered the door. After waiting for a while, he turned around and smiled: Miss, there seems to be no one inside. It seems that we are going to be gentlemen on the beam again.
The two looked at each other and jumped to the courtyard wall together. Inside the wall was a half-acre patio with seven or eight dragon cypresses and magnolias planted. They were surrounded by monuments on both sides. The walkway in the middle was paved with bluestone. At the end, the main ancestral hall was flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, with grand and solemn momentum.
The sudden rain is like a waterfall, and a thick mist of water is formed into obstacles. Looking out, I can only see the vast world.
Fang Xuejian pulled the young lady to walk through the patio, jumped up the steps, and hid under the eaves in front of the hall. Although in just a short moment, there were many rain spots on their clothes.
Hey, there seems to be a light inside the room. Long Hongling took out a silk silk, wiped the raindrops on his hair and clothes, and looked into the crack of the door.
Hula lazily in the air. Fang Xuejian looked out and stretched out his sleeves to wipe the rain from his face. Hearing Long Hongling's words, he turned around and through the gaps in the door panel, a faint candlelight flowed out.
The two jujube wood doors have been painted mottled for many years. Fang Xuejian stretched out his hand and pushed it slightly. The door was still motionless, and the door should have been latched inside.
He held Long Hongling's little hand, leaned into her ear, and asked softly: Have you seen anything?
Before the eldest lady could answer, she suddenly heard a woman's moan in her ears: …oh…oh, good person…
Kill me, oh...oh, Dada...qingqing...my good guy, Ah...I'm going to fly...
The rain hit the tile, and the sound of gentle cry in the room was high and low, accompanied by the sound of the men and women being nice, which was both weird and erotic.
Long Hongling turned his head, a pink face blushing, indescribable charming, his eyes dodging, and said in a mosquito-like voice: No... I didn't see it
It doesn't matter, let's go down the window to see. Fang Xuejian stretched out his arms and circled her slender waist, half-wrapping and half-hugging around her long window, poking two small holes with his fingers, and they looked over and looked at her, and were attracted by the scene in the room.
The candlelight sways gently, a naked man and woman entangled obsessively, arrogant at first and respectful at the end, swaying left and right, an altar covered with plain silk creaking and moaning endlessly, and her clothes scattered all over the floor
The woman was lying flat on the altar, half of her plump buttocks were hanging outside, her two snow-white and strong thighs were crossed on the man's head and neck, and the plump breasts on her chest swayed with her body, dancing waves of roaring waves. Dada, Qingqing, couldn't help crying.
The man stood majestic on the ground, sweating on his bronze skin, like a general wearing armor, riding a horse and fighting, galloping across the battlefield, holding her slender waist tightly with both hands, breathing in his mouth, swinging his waist vigorously and pulling it up quickly
Fang Xue gradually breathed and smelled a sweet and greasy fragrance of a girl in her nose. Her throat was dry, her heart was beating rapidly. When her palms tightened, she felt the young lady's hand trembling gently. When she turned her head and looked, she saw that her face was red like a crabapple, her breathing was slightly rapid, and her whisper was almost indescribable.
He stretched out his tongue and licked her earlobe, and said softly: Baby Ling'er, what are they doing? The arms that surrounded her waist slowly moved down, climbed up her round buttocks, and held them gently. The tentacles were smooth and greasy, extremely delicate.
Long Hongling's body trembled slightly, and her skin became hot, as if dyed with a layer of rouge. She couldn't say anything beautiful and beautiful. She gently pinched the back of his hand with her nails, and said: Little bad guy
Fang Xuejian exaggeratedly in her ear, held her little hand slowly to her lower body, held the thick and beating jade stem through her pants, and laughed: Is it this little bad guy Ah, but this bad guy is not small
The eldest lady moaned shyly, and a gorgeous pink face turned red again. Her head and neck bent down, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't dare to turn her head to look at him. She shook her hand holding the man's fire stick slightly, but she didn't let go.
Fang Xuejian took advantage of the opportunity to hug her from behind, stretched out her wet and hot tongue tip, slowly licked her head, neck and ears, and passed her palms through the lady's armpits, holding a pair of tall and straight plump snow peaks, and gently rubbing them.
The eldest lady Ah let out a soft cry, her palm tightened, and the man's thick fire rod shook violently, and it was almost difficult to grasp.
As soon as she turned her head, her two slightly opened lips were stolen by him. Her body trembled and she felt a hot tongue poking in. She was siege and attacking the city and quickly lingering with her tongue
The two of them were tightly attached to their skin, their mouths and tongues were entangled, and they were immersed in the fun of love. They completely forgot where they were. I don’t know how many times they had passed. I listened to the outside of the yard suddenly. A few horses neighed, and then the yard gate was bang bang
There was a random sound, and a man shouted loudly: Open the door! Open the door! Come shelter from the rain!
Fang Xuejian quickly let go of his palm, raised his index finger on his lips, and snorted her to not speak out.
The young lady gasped and opened her eyes slightly, and met with his arrogant gaze. She suddenly felt ashamed in her heart, and she quickly lowered her head. Two red clouds flew out from her shiny and moist face.
It was raining heavily, and there was more than ten beats outside. Another man shouted loudly: Hello, there is no one in the house? Are they all dead? Grandma, if you don’t open the door, I will break into the door. This man’s voice is hoarse, like a broken gong.
Fang Xuejian reached out to hug the lady's slender waist, pouted and kissed her red face, and smiled: Baby Ling'er, you often call me a crow's mouth, that's really a big mistake for a good person. The man outside spoke rude and ugly, and he was born a crow's mouth.
Long Hongling burst into laughter, raised his head and was about to sarcastically, but he saw a black shadow on the wall swaying. A man jumped into the wall, landing lightly, and his skills were quite agile. The white light flashed in his hand, and he actually held a steel knife.
The man quickly glanced in the courtyard for a while and saw someone standing in the corridor, but he didn't care much. He turned around and opened the courtyard door and put his companions in.
Fang Xuejian muttered in his stomach that these people were agile and looked like they were all people with martial arts. They had to do things themselves, their wives wanted to save them, and their eldest lady wanted to chase them. They really didn't want to cause too much trouble. They could avoid them as much as possible.
He made up his mind and hurriedly pulled the young lady around the right side of the corridor and walked down the steps quickly
The three men rushed into the corridor wet, complaining, and the one who broke his voice even cursed: Damn, the bird servant, the rain has made grandpa wet. When he glanced at the square on the stele corridor, the dragons and the two of them were dodging as if they were deliberately avoiding themselves. He was angry and shouted: Hey, what are you two birdmen? Why are you hiding there sneakily? I just ate milk and called the door, why don't you come and open it?
There are more than a dozen square stone tablets standing on the long stele corridor, built with the wall, protruding about an inch thick outside.
The stone tablet is densely engraved with words as big as eggs. It should be articles and poems left by Han Wengong during his lifetime.
Fang Xuejian reached out and stroked it gently, and felt that these words were flying and flying, full of energy, and vigorous and powerful.
He happened to touch two sentences from Han Yu's "Chung Yun Li Guanji Gift" and read it casually: The villain is only a resentful, but the gentleman is only sad for the Lingmei. This Han Wengong is really powerful. When he was alive, he expected that a crow would come to his ancestral hall to roar loudly and disturb his sleep. This wrote this popular poem. Uneducated villain does not understand the rules and croaks indiscriminately. No wonder the righteous gentleman who keeps integrity and righteousness is only sad.
Long Hongling poked his waist gently and said with a smile: Naughty guy, I like to cause trouble.
Fang Xuejian said with a huh, and said strangely: Miss, aren’t you naughty? If you like dogs to meddle in other people’s business, we took the initiative to avoid here, which gave them enough face. This crow actually came to provoke her. Isn’t that it’s itchy and wants to be beaten?
The man roared and was about to rush over with his knife, but was stopped by a thin companion. After listening to Fang Xuejian's second half of the words, he had a sudden turn around and slashed at the gate of the ancestral hall.
This ancestral hall was built in the sixth year of Emperor Shenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty and has been quite long. Although it is a jujube wood door, the wood is a bit loose. The long knife cuts it down hard and a hole is immediately opened.
Long Hongling couldn't help but exclaim, pulled out the steel knife, the gap was as dark as before, and the candle in the room was extinguished
The thick-sounding man was stunned. The three-inch thick jujube wooden door could not stop his casual knife. He was happy and surprised. He couldn't believe that his martial arts were progressing so quickly. He raised his leg and kicked it. The latch inside was not broken, but the groove on the left was shaken off, and the latch fell to the ground with the latch. Half of the door creaked open
The three of them cheered, pushed open the door and rushed in, and the lights quickly lit up in the room.
Fang Xuejian hugged the young lady's soft and thin waist, put her face on her smooth cheeks, looked up at the ancestral hall, and said: Dear naughty, do you want to go over and take a look
I don't think I don't like the three words "naughty" bag". Long Hongling thought of the naked couple on the altar, and his heart pounded wildly, and he reached out to grab his two hands that wanted to do bad things.
If you don't like me, I call you a naughty bag. I will call you dear Xiao Linger or your beloved baby Xiao Lingling in the future. Do you think it's okay? Fang Xuejian blew gently in her ear, and the man's hot breath made the lady's body tremble slightly.
No, it's so stingy. Long Hongling's face turned red and his ears were red, and even the words he spit out became a little weak.
I don’t want this, that’s not good, Xiaokerener, what do you want me to do? Fang Xuejian stretched out his right index finger and slowly turned along her round belly button.
Long Hongling smiled and said: It was so itchy. He turned around and hugged his neck, leaning softly in his arms, his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly opened, his face was both happy and angry, he looked at him in a daze for a while, and suddenly said: As long as you are really kind to me, I like it
The two of them looked at each other, and their shiny eyes were filled with endless joy and admiration, and even the flowing breath was sweet, like honey.
Fang Xuejian lowered his head and gently touched her soft lips. The two of them shook their bodies and their breathing was frozen.
Fang Xuejian tightened her arms vigorously, as if she was about to rub her whole body into her body, and took a long breath. Her two hot lips opened slightly, and she was about to transform into a fire, igniting a pile of dried firewood that was smoking.
Just as the two trembling lips were getting closer and closer, and the distance between the skin was so subtle that even the vernier caliper could not do anything, a tile suddenly broke with a slight sound on the top of their heads.
Fang Xuejian suddenly became clever and was waiting for a kiss on Fang Ze's lips to stop in the air
Turning around, I saw three black shadows sliding quickly on the stele corridor opposite, rising and falling a few times, and soon jumped to the roof of the ancestral hall.
He was secretly surprised. Seeing the light body skills of these three people, they should be figures with names in the world, but why did they come here in the heavy rain?
There are three people on the stele corridor over there, but I don’t know how many of them are on the stele corridor over here?
While meditating, the head and neck suddenly became heavy, the head drooped, and the lips immediately encountered two slippery and soft things. A sweet and seductive fragrance surrounded the whole body, and a slight swayed in my heart. I pointed my mouth and sucked gently.
Just as in full swing, a man suddenly heard a loud voice saying: It’s windy outside. If you don’t mind, please come to the house and roast the fire?
The two of them separated their mouths and looked up to see a figure standing in the corridor, just like the tall and thin man who drank the crow's mouth.
Fang Xuejian thought: The moisture outside is too heavy, and his internal strength is deep and it doesn't matter. The young lady was locked in the Luoshen Mansion for ten days, and she was relatively weak. She couldn't stand the cold wind for two hours. It would be nice to go in and roast the fire.
Just as I was about to answer, a gentle cough suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard. A greasy paper umbrella curled in. A young man and woman stepped in hand in hand. The white clothes were better than snow, with long straps fluttering, and the dignity was glorious, like a god in the rain.
Thank you for your kindness. It was windy outside. Zhujing and I were about to go in and roast the fire. The man coughed softly again and nodded to the tall man in the corridor with a smile.
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Thank you for your kindness, it’s very windy outside, Zhujing and I are about to go in and roast the fire.
The man surnamed Gao saw the man in white and changed his face slightly. He clasped his fists and said: It turned out that the owner of Manor Han was here. Gao encountered rain on the way, so he took advantage of the expensive place to temporarily avoid the rain. The owner of Manor Han has always been a large number of adults, so don’t mind it?
The man in white didn't expect that there was someone hidden in the stele corridor. He turned his head and looked at it and smiled: The ancestor's ancestral hall has always been deserted. I didn't expect that there would be so many distinguished guests tonight. I really respect this brother. Since I'm here, let's go in and roast the fire together.
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