The moonlight is like silver, and it is everywhere to visit. The bamboo springs on Wu'an Mountain shrink into a solemn black in their field of view, like a giant monster peeking in the dark
The moonlight floats on the river, and the moon is half missing in the heart of the river
The shipboat swung the wooden oars and plowed the moon through thousands of gaps. The fine silver light swayed gently in the river, floating and squeaming eyes.
Fang Xuejian looked around and saw that the long dike was endless, with willows on both sides of the shore, and the sparse land was dotted with several families, like a quiet and comfortable wild sketch.
The breeze blew on his face, and suddenly a faint fragrance of osmanthus was smelled from his nose. I don’t know if it was floating from the shore or the fragrance on Long Hongling’s body?
The two got ashore at the place where they got off the boat yesterday. Long Hongling praised the shipwreck severely, and finally asked him to stay where they were waiting for them to come back.
Chen Xiaosi looked honest and honest, and lit the buzz head like a chicken pecking rice. He respectfully sent them onto the horse and ran away.
As for after turning around, he fucked Long Hongling's eighteenth generation matriarch three times or four times, only heaven knows, earth knows, he knows.
Changing out in the woods, the two of them ran away, carefully jumped over the river, climbed up the wall, and saw that the scenery in the courtyard was still the same, the rows of pavilions were brightly lit, the backyard flowers were fragrant, the rockery was covered with bushes, the pavilions and Xuanyuan
The two of them were very excited, but they did not dare to be careless at all. With the shield of the shadow of the trees and mountains, the dog jumped and ran away, and quietly touched them.
Walking into the rain corridor, the two of them looked at each other and saw that the two high-rise buildings had lights on the bottom floor. The windows above were closed tightly, and even half of the merceration was not leaked.
The two looked at each other and knew that the feat of turning in through the back window and rushing straight into the nest like yesterday was obviously a bit difficult.
The so-called "who comes is not good, and the good ones do not come. Since they have come, they naturally cannot return empty-handed.
Long Hongling stretched out two fists, raised his thumbs up, and drew a big circle towards the ground, then looked at him
Fang Xuejian looked at the two pink and smooth fists slashing around in front of him, thinking that only ghosts knew about these gestures. He couldn't stop thinking about Namo Amitabha and nodded.
When Long Hongling was in front, Fang Xuejian followed closely, walked along the lotus pond to the foot of the courtyard wall, and then slowly moved forward along the foot of the wall
The back garden covers a very wide area. The two of them retreated under the courtyard wall. They were fourteen or five feet away from the nearest tall building. They hid in the flowers and trees and walked quietly. Even if someone concentrates on checking, it is extremely difficult to find
Although Long Hongling found this exciting and fun, she was afraid that she would be caught. She supported her hands and stuck her butt out and slowly crawled in a rose flowerbed, paying attention to the movement ahead at all times.
After a while, I had already climbed from the rose garden to the peony garden. I suddenly heard some strange sounds from Xiaolou. I stopped and wanted to look there, but I didn't expect that something was pushing my butt. I uttered a few steps forward and almost fell to my mouth and chewed the mud.
When I looked back, I saw Fang Xuejian squatting there stupidly, and was angry and annoyed, saying: I just asked you to come from the other side, what are you doing after me?
Fang Xuejian was speechless for a moment. He nodded just now. In fact, he pretended to understand. He thought that as long as he followed her, everything would be fine. Unexpectedly, he asked him to divide his troops from the other side. Now he was not careful and was obsessed with the important point of aunt's aunt, so he would naturally be cold-blooded.
As his mind turned sharply, several golden hats had been woven. He was about to send them over one by one, suddenly he heard a sharp scolding, and a clear voice came from the other side of the building: Heaven and earth are in the extreme, the magic weapon is unsheathed, and the wind is whipped, for my guidance, the Emperor Taishang is as anxious as the law, and is fast!
The two of them were very surprised. They poked half of their heads out from behind the peony flowers and looked closely. They saw an eight-foot long table on the open space in front of the small building, covered with apricot yellow Taoist Tai Chi tablecloth, with some candles, bowls and dishes on it. A Taoist figure was turning over the table in the air. Before they could land, three plum blossoms were shook out in the long sword in his hand, and the red light was trembling, which should be a peach wood sword.
Fang Xuejian finally suppressed the urge to laugh wildly in his heart, leaned into Long Hongling's ear, and whispered: Miss, they really invited the old Taoist Maoshan to catch the monster. I wonder if his magic power is strong enough, can we catch us?
Long Hongling stared at the figure dancing sword in front of the building, without saying a word. After a while, he said: This man seemed to be using the Emei Sword Technique. We stepped forward and saw it clearly. As he said that, he squeezed through the flower pots.
The two of them tiptoed, afraid of making any sound, so they finally moved forward four feet and hid behind a camphor tree. The man flipped three somersaults in the air. Before he fell back to the altar, he muttered something, swung out a long sword, picked up a magic talisman from the table, swept over the burning candle, and with a sound of a swelling, a ball of bright red flame rose up.
The fire flashed in a flash. The Taoist pinched a sword technique with his right hand, dipped it in a plate on the table, then mixed it with the paper ash, applied it to the sword, recited a series of clear magic techniques, drew some messy figures to the sky, and then drew the tip of the sword down, and drew it on the ground for a while before he closed the sword and stood still, shouting upstairs: Mrs. Zhang, come out.
The door creaked and a group of more than twenty people came out of the house, some old and young, but all were women. I guess the forbidden area in the backyard was unforgivable for unusual men to enter.
At first, an old woman with white hair, tremblingly leaning on a crutch, and with the support of two maids, she finally walked to the Taoist and said: Master, do you know if you have caught those two ghosts?
The Taoist wiped the long sword, put the sword into the sheath, and sighed: I just used the magical powers of heaven and earth and the Kitchen God, and the land passed through the words. Both gods said that this house was too resentful, and it was probably not a good place. The bullhead and horse face were the two most vicious evil spirits under the King of Hell. It was obvious that they appeared here as a big omen. According to the experience of killing demons and killing demons for more than ten years, I am afraid that people will die here if I can't survive this full moon night.
After hearing this, the old woman trembled all over, like a sieve. With a click, the crutch fell to the ground and her body fell softly. Fortunately, the maid was quick and helped her hold her in all her arms.
A middle-aged woman rushed forward, glanced at the old woman, waved her hand, and asked the two maids to help her back to her room to rest
Long and Fang heard this from afar, and they were both funny and surprised. This Taoist priest looked good at martial arts. Unexpectedly, he was also a gangster who sold dog skin plaster to cheat money. He said so concisely and seriously.
Fang Xuejian asked himself, if he was not one of the evil ghosts, he would probably believe his lies.
The middle-aged woman walked to the Taoist who was cleaning up the utensils, smiled and said: Thank you for your hard work, Master, I have already asked the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food, and also asked the master to enjoy his face and drink a glass of wine. I also have some questions to ask the master for advice.
The Taoist moves very quickly, and quickly makes a bag, and smiles slightly: Mrs. Zhang, it's late tonight, it's not convenient to disturb the path, so don't go there, and talk about the evil things to avoid evil tomorrow. As for my... I don't know...
The middle-aged woman pretended to be enlightened and waved her hand back. A maid took a bundle and walked to the table. She untied her knot, but there were ten white silver patterns, each with twenty taels, totaling two hundred taels.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said: This is the mage's reward, but there are some problems...
Mrs. Zhang, the so-called auspicious people will have their own celestial phenomena. As long as you don’t do bad things in your life, even if the evil ghost comes knocking on the door in the middle of the night, what’s the terrible thing? What’s afraid of is, hehe, you do too much bad things. Even if there is a Daluo Jinxian who is willing to keep the door for you, it will be useless to be a human being. You still have to rely on your daily accumulation of good deeds. Haha, it’s not too early, so I’ll say goodbye.
As he spoke, his hands kept grabbing the silver that stuffed it into his bag, sang a loud voice, carried the bag and left
Long Hongling secretly praised his surprise. He heard the Taoist's words seem to be exclusive, but he was very vague. He really couldn't guess what kind of path this character was.
The middle-aged woman watched the Taoist walk out of the round cave door and was taken to the front yard by the housekeeper waiting there. She savored the words of the Taoist when he left. She suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but tremble. When she turned around, she saw a group of people standing there and said: Everyone should go back and rest. No one is allowed to talk to others about what the Taoist said here, and she is not allowed to talk casually in private. If you find any talkative person for me, you will be treated by law! Qingwen, how is Siwen's body?
A group of people saluted the middle-aged woman together and said: Yes, Madam
A young woman in yellow clothes said: Mom, Siwen gave me some fever. After taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Guo, she is now asleep. The middle-aged woman nodded and walked towards her small building with her close maid. The rest of the people waited for her to enter the door before they left.
The bright moon hangs sickle-like silhouettes on the treetops behind them, and the air is filled with all kinds of fragrances. The chill in the middle of the night is everywhere, urinating the skin.
Late at night, the two of them hid behind the tree and discussed it quietly for a while, and they both felt that it would be harmful to the prominent name of the two who pretended to be ghosts. So they cheered each other up and decided to stick to the end.
After waiting for another meal, the two of them saw that the lights of the two tall buildings in the backyard were extinguished, and then they came out in a swagger.
Walking to the front of the steps, I didn't dare to be careless. I gently lifted every step and slowly put it down. I looked like a gentleman on the beam.
Long Hongling listened to the movement in the room and reached out to push the door. He heard a slight creaking sound. The door did not open, but the door latch fell.
She gently pulled out the sword on her back and was about to penetrate the crack in the door, but he stepped forward to block it.
Fang Xuejian pushed her palm and signaled her to take a step back, then she dressed up and looked like a guest who came forward to visit an old friend. She reached out to knock on the door.
Long Hongling's face turned pale, and she just wanted to turn around and run away, but her feet stopped in the same place disobediently. She couldn't move at all. The voice of a young woman was vaguely heard from the room in her ears: Who is Ah? Is it Xiaoping?
You timid girl, why don’t you go to serve the old lady, but why do you come here to me?
Fang Xuejian pinched his throat and pretended to be a woman's voice, saying: Sister, I hit a ghost last night, I was scared alone, I wanted to sleep with you tonight, and he spoke vaguely, and the voice was light, but it was not easy to tell the authenticity in a hurry.
Ghost girl, I can sleep here, but tomorrow morning I will have to serve my wife to wash and change clothes, so I can't delay it. You can't touch your feet like before. It's too unhonest. A slippers rang in the room, and then the sound of removing the door latch
The door giggled, and opened a gap of about a foot wide. A woman's head was poked out, her face was smiling, her hair was a little messy, she should have just gotten up from the bed
The faint moonlight shone on the maid's smooth melon-shaped face. Her smile suddenly freezes, her face turned pale like leaves hit by frost, and her eyes were full of horror. Her eyes were full of horror. Her eyes were as if they were turning around, and her mouth was opened, and she was about to exclaim.
Fang Xuejian's mind was so bright that he saw the opportunity quickly, and he was in his heart. He had already taken a step forward, hugged her shaking body, opened her mouth, locked her cherry mouth tightly with the scream.
Long Hongling was shocked and put his sword in the sheath. He took a step forward. Seeing that the maid's skin was fair, her eyelashes were slender, and her appearance was very pretty. She patted him on the shoulder and said: Hello, the moon is almost down the mountain. When are you planning to kiss?
Fang Xuejian finally let go of the maid's lips, and carried the scared girl into the room by the waist, carefully put it into the tent, and covered her with a blanket, then he retracted her body.
I really can't tell that Master Fang seems to have a special liking for these girls. I don't know why? Long Hongling stood behind him with a pouting lips and said quietly
The ambiguous moonlight flowed in from the door, and the ground was like a layer of thin ice. The room was dim and the cow heads and horses stood opposite each other.
Fang Xuejian suddenly sniffed his nose hard and said in amazement: No, no, I don’t know if there is something wrong with my nose. Why did I smell a big sour smell? Could it be that there was a vinegar jar here broken?
Long Hongling snorted and jumped over to his chest to see more than a dozen powerful Taizu Changquan. If it were an ordinary man, he would have been seriously injured and fell to the ground and vomited blood. Fortunately, the person who was caught was the only male protagonist in this book. Fang Xuejian, who was born immune to the lethality of the beautiful woman's fist.
Fang Xuejian flipped his palm and immediately grabbed a pink fist. He started with a small and smooth hand. He laughed and said: No matter how good a girl is, how can she be as good as a lady? Look at the fist, it smells fragrant and makes my heart beat pounding. How powerful is it? He raised his arms, kissed her fist, and then lowered his head to hold the beautiful woman's lips, but Long Hongling turned his head to avoid it.
The hot lips fell on the head and neck, Long Hongling's whole body trembled, his face turned red, but he couldn't tell with his head hood
She panted and said shyly: OK, OK, we have other things to do, don't be here...
Fang Xuejian was secretly happy and blew a hot breath into her ears, saying: Miss, I can't kiss you here, but where can I? As he said that, he had already let go of her fist.
He had gradually adapted to the darkness in the room. After a few glances, he saw that the internal structure of the building was somewhat similar to that of Long Hongling's boudoir, but it was spacious and much more gorgeous.
The two climbed the stairs. Long Hongling knew that the middle-aged woman's bedroom was on the third floor, and the rooms on the second floor were mostly used to entertain guests and discuss housework. There was no oil or water to catch, so he kept moving upwards.
Walking up to the balcony on the third floor and standing at the door, both of them felt their heartbeat so fast. They stood still for a moment before reaching out to push the door panel. The door panel did not move, and naturally the door latch was latched inside.
Long Hongling knocked on the door without thinking
Fang Xuejian wanted to reach out to stop him, but it was too late
With a ummy voice in the room, a low woman said: Who is Ah? It's the middle-aged woman
Long Hongling was waiting for an answer, and saw Fang Xuejian shook his palms to him, hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, and looked at him in confusion.
After a moment of silence, the low woman said again: Who is Ah? The voice trembled slightly, with a slight sense of panic.
Fang Xuejian didn't say anything, and reached out to knock on the door three more times. The monotonous knock sounded extremely clear in the middle of the night, as if the copper pot under the eaves of the deep palace was dripping, mechanical and cold drops in the cold night without a trace of vitality.
Who are you?? The woman in the room screamed, her voice trembling like a bouquet of grass in the autumn wind
Fear has submerged her calmness, demeanor, grace
Only in the face of death are the rich and the poor as equal
Tat, Tat, Tat, the middle-aged woman touched the fire knife on the table, the flint, the sparks shining, she forgot to get the matchmaking paper to attract the fire
The fire is shining, and the scenes in the room are slim, adding a strange atmosphere
With a bang, Fang Xuejian kicked open the door, and the door bolt was broken into two pieces, and it hit the ground with a choke.
The door creaked and swayed, as if moaning in pain
Under the moonlight, a tall monster stood at the door, and the cold wind rushed into the room from behind him, and the room was instantly cold like an ice cellar
How did middle-aged women see such a horrible scene? They were so scared that their teeth were clattering. Ah screamed, covered the blanket on his head, curled up against the wall, and shivered.
Suddenly, a cold and wet palm came into the carpet and slowly touched her face.
The middle-aged woman was heartbroken and screamed again, and her body jumped up in the air like an electric shock. Her head thumped on the bed with a whimper, and she fainted from pain.
The two of them cheered and clapped each other. The difficulty was over, so the next thing naturally became much easier. Just search carefully, and they were afraid that they would not make a fortune?
Long Hongling took out the night pearl, and the light shines brightly inside immediately
The two of them looked around the room and saw a huge mahogany bed against the wall in the east, with half a sandalwood bead curtain hanging. The carving was finely carved and extremely elegant.
There is a vermilion desk in front of the bed, with candlesticks and incense burners on the table. There are two pear wood chairs next to the table, with blue satin brocade mats on it
There are more than a dozen boxes and cabinets placed on the west wall, all made of precious ebony. Just look at the style and you will know that they are extremely valuable.
How did Fang Xuejian see such a magnificent place in his life? It took him a while to come back to his senses and secretly shocked, thinking: You're so good, there's such a good place in the world, no wonder those young men from rich families shouted "only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals." If the mandarin ducks were just slapping in the stinky ditch, what else could there be to envy?
Close the door, the two began to rummage through boxes and cabinets. Zhang Shiche has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years. He has collected a lot of treasures at home. Apart from the eight large cabinets on the bottom floor and putting four-season clothes. The other ten boxes contain all kinds of jewelry treasures.
Fang Xuejian was so confused that he touched the jade horse, and then knocked on the pure gold eagle, giggling, and was overjoyed.
He saw two boxes with six or seventy scrolls of different lengths, so he shook them open and looked at them. One was the thin gold calligraphy of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, and the other was the "Spring Sleeping of Begonia" by Tang Bohu of this dynasty. Each book and painting were all things that were hard to buy on the market.
Although Fang Xuejian does not understand calligraphy and painting, he still has some vision. He only looks at the structure and artistic conception of these two calligraphy and paintings, and knows that it is definitely not ordinary things.
He still rolled it up and put it back in the box. He saw Long Hongling spread a piece of red silk cloth on the ground. He carefully took out a four-inch-high white jade tiger from the box and put it on the silk cloth. Then he took out an olive porcelain bottle of unknown age. Thinking about what was wrong, he put it back in the box.
He didn't dare to delay any more, so he found a blanket from the closet, rolled a pearl sweatshirt, three diamond necklaces, two pairs of jade bracelets, a gold mouse, an emerald ring and more than a dozen gold and silver utensils that could not be named, rolled into the blanket and made a big bag
The two of them were quick-witted. In just a short while, there were only a dozen porcelain bottles of varying heights and sixty exquisite appearances left in the box, and the packaging was gorgeously packed. As for the two boxes of calligraphy and painting, Fang Xuejian also picked up a few shorter ones and stuffed them into the bag.
Long Hongling put his bag on his shoulders and was about to go to the table to get the night pearl when he suddenly heard a slight sound above his head, as if the tile suddenly shattered.
She was shocked and looked up. She saw that the beams and wood on the top were lined up, rows of glazed red tiles were arranged in detail, and there was no sign of anything unusual. She copied it with her right hand and had already put Ye Mingzhu in her arms.
The moment the lid was closed, the room suddenly became dark, and I could see my hand without seeing my five fingers.
Fang Xuejian didn't hear the sound above her head just now. Seeing that the room suddenly turned black, according to her impression, she reached out to hold her little hand.
The two stood in the room for a while, waiting for their eyes to adapt to the darkness in the room, and walked towards the door.
After taking two steps, a very slight giggle suddenly sounded above my head, like broken ice bursting
Fang Xuejian also heard the sound. Long Hongling's little hand in his palm shook slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered: Will there be any ghosts?
Fang Xuejian felt cold in his heart. Looking up, he saw that a few tiles were trembling slightly, and with a sudden sound, one piece of tiles was missing, and then the second piece was
The two of them were so scared that their faces turned green. They stood there and did not dare to move. In the darkness, their two hearts thumped and thumped, as if they were about to pop out of their mouths at any time.
With the sound of chi, the gaps on the roof became larger and larger, one inch, two inch, three inch, and the black shadow swayed. I don’t know how many tiles were removed, and a hole half a foot long was exposed.
Fang Xuejian's neck was stiff, and his eyes were staring at the dark hole without blinking. When he looked out, he could see three or four stars in the sky.
The stars suddenly disappeared, a face blocked the hole, and looked into the room.
Fang Xuejian trembled and almost exclaimed. His face was extremely ugly, with wide mouth and fangs, and a whisper on his face. It was the legendary black-faced judge Zhong Kui who specialized in catching the little demon and ghost.
Zhong Kui's eyes were like lightning. He suddenly saw two monsters standing straight in the middle of the room, staring at him with four eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing the situation of the box in the room rumbling over the cabinet, he actually smiled at them. Suddenly, there was no sight. In the blink of an eye, there was a buzzing sound on the balcony, and the door creaked open. A Zhong Kui, who was dressed in black and had a long sword on his shoulder, appeared at the door.
The silver moonlight was like a dazzling white mourning dress, draped on the three of them, and the room was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeat.
The cowhead, horse face and Zhong Kui, three hell messengers stood opposite each other, and the six gazes were intertwined, testing each other's intentions and reality.
The sandalwood in the furnace swayed in the air like blue smoke, a trace of invisible sorrow and tragedy stirred in the room, and countless sparks like current squeaking and splashing everywhere, unable to hear it
Time is like a hungry leech, attached to the hearts of the three people, blood flowing out of the body, without pain, only some anxiety and panic that penetrates deep into the bone marrow
Fang Xue gradually untied the burden on her shoulders and slowly put it on the ground. Her breathing flowed rapidly in her body within twenty years. She felt her body like a gradually blown balloon. Her abundant power flowed through her dantian and gradually condensed a killing blow on her arms.
He clenched his fists, his fists clamored, he jumped up, and his body turned into a ferocious eagle in the air. With one move, the black eagle fluttered its wings, the fist wind stormed, and it grabbed the man's chest.
Shaolin Arhat Fist is created based on the form of the Eighteen Arhats. It has unique techniques and different spirits. Although it is more clumsy and not skillful, it is ready to be used. It is fierce, rigorous, calm and powerful, and is most suitable for fighting with others.
Zhong Kui let out a hey sound, his palms turned around, wrapped around his right arm, and his body tilted, avoiding his fist
Fang Xuejian only felt his arm tightening, and his right fist was blowing the air, and he was about to use a move. The mantis arm was swept across the car, and his left arm swept across his head. His lower abdomen suddenly hurt, and his body couldn't help but jump into the air, but he was kicked by the other party.
The body flew out, and the sound of the sound of the roar, and the back hit the beam of the roof, almost breaking out
Fang Xuejian felt pain in his bones for a moment and almost fainted. He was even more shocked and scared. He felt that the other party's martial arts skills were too strong and that he was his opponent in all difficulties.
His body fell down immediately. He gritted his teeth, lifted the true energy of the Dantian, and hit his fists out in a row, and rushed straight from the air.
This move turned out to be called Wei Tuo's third question. At this moment, he was in a state of great excitement, and his fists were as rapid as rain. When he reached the head of the man, he was afraid that there would be seventeen or eight questions.
The man flashed, light and like a ghost. He had already avoided the raindrop fist. His arms lengthened, grabbed Fang Xuejian's ankle, raised his right leg, and kicked him hard on the back
Fang Xuejian wailed, his body was like a bunch of straw, flying slanted two feet away, and his butt hit the wall opposite, as if it was about to be divided into four petals.
With a choking sound, Long Hongling pulled out the long sword on his back, and a move was like a cave. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and it grabbed the man's throat, like a poisonous snake that suddenly jumped up
Zhong Kui let out a sigh, his head and neck were slightly tilted, and he stretched out his finger to flick her sword body
Long Hongling used old moves without waiting for his old moves, his wrists shaking, and his long sword was divided into two, like two poisonous snakes spitting long letters, drilling into the other party's armpits, which was exactly one move. Double snakes drilled into the armpits
Zhong Kui had a flash in front of him, and he couldn't see the sword light coming, so he had to take a step back
Long Hongling followed, shaking the sword in his hand, and swayed three times, stabbing his throat, chest and lower abdomen, but it was a move.
Zhong Kui let out another hey, his body tilted, barely avoiding her attack, stretched his arm, and there was a long red sword in his palm.
The two swords intersected, and Long Hongling's arm was shocked, as if it was burned by a soldering iron. The sword in his palm could no longer be grasped. With a choking sound, he fell to the ground.
She was afraid that the other party would take the opportunity to attack, so she hurriedly jumped back seven feet
Before his feet stood firm, the red light flashed in front of him, and Zhong Kui had already caught up
Suddenly, the sound of wind in my ears was whimpering, a ball of black things flew through the air, and there was still a trace of blue smoke coming from my head, and I couldn't see what it was in the dark
Zhong Kui was about to stop Long Hongling, and suddenly the monster came to his head. The wind was loud and the force was quite strong. He hurriedly raised his sword to block the grid. With a sound of Korle, the sword broke into two pieces.
He didn't expect that this thing was so powerful that he hurriedly planted a green onion and hurriedly avoided it. The thing was rubbing against the tip of his nose and flew out of the door. With a thud, he broke the willow guardrails on the balcony and fell downstairs.
Zhong Kui was on all sides, his belly was upturned to the sky, and he was shocked and sweating. He was about to turn over and stand up when he heard a whimper in his ears. A strange-shaped thing came straight to his lower body's vital
He hurriedly supported his hands and let his body spread as flat as possible. A cool breeze blew across his crotch, causing a faint pain. I don’t know if it was scratched. I suddenly felt a pain on my waist, but I was pushed by the threshold.
The moonlight floats on the river, and the moon is half missing in the heart of the river
The shipboat swung the wooden oars and plowed the moon through thousands of gaps. The fine silver light swayed gently in the river, floating and squeaming eyes.
Fang Xuejian looked around and saw that the long dike was endless, with willows on both sides of the shore, and the sparse land was dotted with several families, like a quiet and comfortable wild sketch.
The breeze blew on his face, and suddenly a faint fragrance of osmanthus was smelled from his nose. I don’t know if it was floating from the shore or the fragrance on Long Hongling’s body?
The two got ashore at the place where they got off the boat yesterday. Long Hongling praised the shipwreck severely, and finally asked him to stay where they were waiting for them to come back.
Chen Xiaosi looked honest and honest, and lit the buzz head like a chicken pecking rice. He respectfully sent them onto the horse and ran away.
As for after turning around, he fucked Long Hongling's eighteenth generation matriarch three times or four times, only heaven knows, earth knows, he knows.
Changing out in the woods, the two of them ran away, carefully jumped over the river, climbed up the wall, and saw that the scenery in the courtyard was still the same, the rows of pavilions were brightly lit, the backyard flowers were fragrant, the rockery was covered with bushes, the pavilions and Xuanyuan
The two of them were very excited, but they did not dare to be careless at all. With the shield of the shadow of the trees and mountains, the dog jumped and ran away, and quietly touched them.
Walking into the rain corridor, the two of them looked at each other and saw that the two high-rise buildings had lights on the bottom floor. The windows above were closed tightly, and even half of the merceration was not leaked.
The two looked at each other and knew that the feat of turning in through the back window and rushing straight into the nest like yesterday was obviously a bit difficult.
The so-called "who comes is not good, and the good ones do not come. Since they have come, they naturally cannot return empty-handed.
Long Hongling stretched out two fists, raised his thumbs up, and drew a big circle towards the ground, then looked at him
Fang Xuejian looked at the two pink and smooth fists slashing around in front of him, thinking that only ghosts knew about these gestures. He couldn't stop thinking about Namo Amitabha and nodded.
When Long Hongling was in front, Fang Xuejian followed closely, walked along the lotus pond to the foot of the courtyard wall, and then slowly moved forward along the foot of the wall
The back garden covers a very wide area. The two of them retreated under the courtyard wall. They were fourteen or five feet away from the nearest tall building. They hid in the flowers and trees and walked quietly. Even if someone concentrates on checking, it is extremely difficult to find
Although Long Hongling found this exciting and fun, she was afraid that she would be caught. She supported her hands and stuck her butt out and slowly crawled in a rose flowerbed, paying attention to the movement ahead at all times.
After a while, I had already climbed from the rose garden to the peony garden. I suddenly heard some strange sounds from Xiaolou. I stopped and wanted to look there, but I didn't expect that something was pushing my butt. I uttered a few steps forward and almost fell to my mouth and chewed the mud.
When I looked back, I saw Fang Xuejian squatting there stupidly, and was angry and annoyed, saying: I just asked you to come from the other side, what are you doing after me?
Fang Xuejian was speechless for a moment. He nodded just now. In fact, he pretended to understand. He thought that as long as he followed her, everything would be fine. Unexpectedly, he asked him to divide his troops from the other side. Now he was not careful and was obsessed with the important point of aunt's aunt, so he would naturally be cold-blooded.
As his mind turned sharply, several golden hats had been woven. He was about to send them over one by one, suddenly he heard a sharp scolding, and a clear voice came from the other side of the building: Heaven and earth are in the extreme, the magic weapon is unsheathed, and the wind is whipped, for my guidance, the Emperor Taishang is as anxious as the law, and is fast!
The two of them were very surprised. They poked half of their heads out from behind the peony flowers and looked closely. They saw an eight-foot long table on the open space in front of the small building, covered with apricot yellow Taoist Tai Chi tablecloth, with some candles, bowls and dishes on it. A Taoist figure was turning over the table in the air. Before they could land, three plum blossoms were shook out in the long sword in his hand, and the red light was trembling, which should be a peach wood sword.
Fang Xuejian finally suppressed the urge to laugh wildly in his heart, leaned into Long Hongling's ear, and whispered: Miss, they really invited the old Taoist Maoshan to catch the monster. I wonder if his magic power is strong enough, can we catch us?
Long Hongling stared at the figure dancing sword in front of the building, without saying a word. After a while, he said: This man seemed to be using the Emei Sword Technique. We stepped forward and saw it clearly. As he said that, he squeezed through the flower pots.
The two of them tiptoed, afraid of making any sound, so they finally moved forward four feet and hid behind a camphor tree. The man flipped three somersaults in the air. Before he fell back to the altar, he muttered something, swung out a long sword, picked up a magic talisman from the table, swept over the burning candle, and with a sound of a swelling, a ball of bright red flame rose up.
The fire flashed in a flash. The Taoist pinched a sword technique with his right hand, dipped it in a plate on the table, then mixed it with the paper ash, applied it to the sword, recited a series of clear magic techniques, drew some messy figures to the sky, and then drew the tip of the sword down, and drew it on the ground for a while before he closed the sword and stood still, shouting upstairs: Mrs. Zhang, come out.
The door creaked and a group of more than twenty people came out of the house, some old and young, but all were women. I guess the forbidden area in the backyard was unforgivable for unusual men to enter.
At first, an old woman with white hair, tremblingly leaning on a crutch, and with the support of two maids, she finally walked to the Taoist and said: Master, do you know if you have caught those two ghosts?
The Taoist wiped the long sword, put the sword into the sheath, and sighed: I just used the magical powers of heaven and earth and the Kitchen God, and the land passed through the words. Both gods said that this house was too resentful, and it was probably not a good place. The bullhead and horse face were the two most vicious evil spirits under the King of Hell. It was obvious that they appeared here as a big omen. According to the experience of killing demons and killing demons for more than ten years, I am afraid that people will die here if I can't survive this full moon night.
After hearing this, the old woman trembled all over, like a sieve. With a click, the crutch fell to the ground and her body fell softly. Fortunately, the maid was quick and helped her hold her in all her arms.
A middle-aged woman rushed forward, glanced at the old woman, waved her hand, and asked the two maids to help her back to her room to rest
Long and Fang heard this from afar, and they were both funny and surprised. This Taoist priest looked good at martial arts. Unexpectedly, he was also a gangster who sold dog skin plaster to cheat money. He said so concisely and seriously.
Fang Xuejian asked himself, if he was not one of the evil ghosts, he would probably believe his lies.
The middle-aged woman walked to the Taoist who was cleaning up the utensils, smiled and said: Thank you for your hard work, Master, I have already asked the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food, and also asked the master to enjoy his face and drink a glass of wine. I also have some questions to ask the master for advice.
The Taoist moves very quickly, and quickly makes a bag, and smiles slightly: Mrs. Zhang, it's late tonight, it's not convenient to disturb the path, so don't go there, and talk about the evil things to avoid evil tomorrow. As for my... I don't know...
The middle-aged woman pretended to be enlightened and waved her hand back. A maid took a bundle and walked to the table. She untied her knot, but there were ten white silver patterns, each with twenty taels, totaling two hundred taels.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said: This is the mage's reward, but there are some problems...
Mrs. Zhang, the so-called auspicious people will have their own celestial phenomena. As long as you don’t do bad things in your life, even if the evil ghost comes knocking on the door in the middle of the night, what’s the terrible thing? What’s afraid of is, hehe, you do too much bad things. Even if there is a Daluo Jinxian who is willing to keep the door for you, it will be useless to be a human being. You still have to rely on your daily accumulation of good deeds. Haha, it’s not too early, so I’ll say goodbye.
As he spoke, his hands kept grabbing the silver that stuffed it into his bag, sang a loud voice, carried the bag and left
Long Hongling secretly praised his surprise. He heard the Taoist's words seem to be exclusive, but he was very vague. He really couldn't guess what kind of path this character was.
The middle-aged woman watched the Taoist walk out of the round cave door and was taken to the front yard by the housekeeper waiting there. She savored the words of the Taoist when he left. She suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but tremble. When she turned around, she saw a group of people standing there and said: Everyone should go back and rest. No one is allowed to talk to others about what the Taoist said here, and she is not allowed to talk casually in private. If you find any talkative person for me, you will be treated by law! Qingwen, how is Siwen's body?
A group of people saluted the middle-aged woman together and said: Yes, Madam
A young woman in yellow clothes said: Mom, Siwen gave me some fever. After taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Guo, she is now asleep. The middle-aged woman nodded and walked towards her small building with her close maid. The rest of the people waited for her to enter the door before they left.
The bright moon hangs sickle-like silhouettes on the treetops behind them, and the air is filled with all kinds of fragrances. The chill in the middle of the night is everywhere, urinating the skin.
Late at night, the two of them hid behind the tree and discussed it quietly for a while, and they both felt that it would be harmful to the prominent name of the two who pretended to be ghosts. So they cheered each other up and decided to stick to the end.
After waiting for another meal, the two of them saw that the lights of the two tall buildings in the backyard were extinguished, and then they came out in a swagger.
Walking to the front of the steps, I didn't dare to be careless. I gently lifted every step and slowly put it down. I looked like a gentleman on the beam.
Long Hongling listened to the movement in the room and reached out to push the door. He heard a slight creaking sound. The door did not open, but the door latch fell.
She gently pulled out the sword on her back and was about to penetrate the crack in the door, but he stepped forward to block it.
Fang Xuejian pushed her palm and signaled her to take a step back, then she dressed up and looked like a guest who came forward to visit an old friend. She reached out to knock on the door.
Long Hongling's face turned pale, and she just wanted to turn around and run away, but her feet stopped in the same place disobediently. She couldn't move at all. The voice of a young woman was vaguely heard from the room in her ears: Who is Ah? Is it Xiaoping?
You timid girl, why don’t you go to serve the old lady, but why do you come here to me?
Fang Xuejian pinched his throat and pretended to be a woman's voice, saying: Sister, I hit a ghost last night, I was scared alone, I wanted to sleep with you tonight, and he spoke vaguely, and the voice was light, but it was not easy to tell the authenticity in a hurry.
Ghost girl, I can sleep here, but tomorrow morning I will have to serve my wife to wash and change clothes, so I can't delay it. You can't touch your feet like before. It's too unhonest. A slippers rang in the room, and then the sound of removing the door latch
The door giggled, and opened a gap of about a foot wide. A woman's head was poked out, her face was smiling, her hair was a little messy, she should have just gotten up from the bed
The faint moonlight shone on the maid's smooth melon-shaped face. Her smile suddenly freezes, her face turned pale like leaves hit by frost, and her eyes were full of horror. Her eyes were full of horror. Her eyes were as if they were turning around, and her mouth was opened, and she was about to exclaim.
Fang Xuejian's mind was so bright that he saw the opportunity quickly, and he was in his heart. He had already taken a step forward, hugged her shaking body, opened her mouth, locked her cherry mouth tightly with the scream.
Long Hongling was shocked and put his sword in the sheath. He took a step forward. Seeing that the maid's skin was fair, her eyelashes were slender, and her appearance was very pretty. She patted him on the shoulder and said: Hello, the moon is almost down the mountain. When are you planning to kiss?
Fang Xuejian finally let go of the maid's lips, and carried the scared girl into the room by the waist, carefully put it into the tent, and covered her with a blanket, then he retracted her body.
I really can't tell that Master Fang seems to have a special liking for these girls. I don't know why? Long Hongling stood behind him with a pouting lips and said quietly
The ambiguous moonlight flowed in from the door, and the ground was like a layer of thin ice. The room was dim and the cow heads and horses stood opposite each other.
Fang Xuejian suddenly sniffed his nose hard and said in amazement: No, no, I don’t know if there is something wrong with my nose. Why did I smell a big sour smell? Could it be that there was a vinegar jar here broken?
Long Hongling snorted and jumped over to his chest to see more than a dozen powerful Taizu Changquan. If it were an ordinary man, he would have been seriously injured and fell to the ground and vomited blood. Fortunately, the person who was caught was the only male protagonist in this book. Fang Xuejian, who was born immune to the lethality of the beautiful woman's fist.
Fang Xuejian flipped his palm and immediately grabbed a pink fist. He started with a small and smooth hand. He laughed and said: No matter how good a girl is, how can she be as good as a lady? Look at the fist, it smells fragrant and makes my heart beat pounding. How powerful is it? He raised his arms, kissed her fist, and then lowered his head to hold the beautiful woman's lips, but Long Hongling turned his head to avoid it.
The hot lips fell on the head and neck, Long Hongling's whole body trembled, his face turned red, but he couldn't tell with his head hood
She panted and said shyly: OK, OK, we have other things to do, don't be here...
Fang Xuejian was secretly happy and blew a hot breath into her ears, saying: Miss, I can't kiss you here, but where can I? As he said that, he had already let go of her fist.
He had gradually adapted to the darkness in the room. After a few glances, he saw that the internal structure of the building was somewhat similar to that of Long Hongling's boudoir, but it was spacious and much more gorgeous.
The two climbed the stairs. Long Hongling knew that the middle-aged woman's bedroom was on the third floor, and the rooms on the second floor were mostly used to entertain guests and discuss housework. There was no oil or water to catch, so he kept moving upwards.
Walking up to the balcony on the third floor and standing at the door, both of them felt their heartbeat so fast. They stood still for a moment before reaching out to push the door panel. The door panel did not move, and naturally the door latch was latched inside.
Long Hongling knocked on the door without thinking
Fang Xuejian wanted to reach out to stop him, but it was too late
With a ummy voice in the room, a low woman said: Who is Ah? It's the middle-aged woman
Long Hongling was waiting for an answer, and saw Fang Xuejian shook his palms to him, hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, and looked at him in confusion.
After a moment of silence, the low woman said again: Who is Ah? The voice trembled slightly, with a slight sense of panic.
Fang Xuejian didn't say anything, and reached out to knock on the door three more times. The monotonous knock sounded extremely clear in the middle of the night, as if the copper pot under the eaves of the deep palace was dripping, mechanical and cold drops in the cold night without a trace of vitality.
Who are you?? The woman in the room screamed, her voice trembling like a bouquet of grass in the autumn wind
Fear has submerged her calmness, demeanor, grace
Only in the face of death are the rich and the poor as equal
Tat, Tat, Tat, the middle-aged woman touched the fire knife on the table, the flint, the sparks shining, she forgot to get the matchmaking paper to attract the fire
The fire is shining, and the scenes in the room are slim, adding a strange atmosphere
With a bang, Fang Xuejian kicked open the door, and the door bolt was broken into two pieces, and it hit the ground with a choke.
The door creaked and swayed, as if moaning in pain
Under the moonlight, a tall monster stood at the door, and the cold wind rushed into the room from behind him, and the room was instantly cold like an ice cellar
How did middle-aged women see such a horrible scene? They were so scared that their teeth were clattering. Ah screamed, covered the blanket on his head, curled up against the wall, and shivered.
Suddenly, a cold and wet palm came into the carpet and slowly touched her face.
The middle-aged woman was heartbroken and screamed again, and her body jumped up in the air like an electric shock. Her head thumped on the bed with a whimper, and she fainted from pain.
The two of them cheered and clapped each other. The difficulty was over, so the next thing naturally became much easier. Just search carefully, and they were afraid that they would not make a fortune?
Long Hongling took out the night pearl, and the light shines brightly inside immediately
The two of them looked around the room and saw a huge mahogany bed against the wall in the east, with half a sandalwood bead curtain hanging. The carving was finely carved and extremely elegant.
There is a vermilion desk in front of the bed, with candlesticks and incense burners on the table. There are two pear wood chairs next to the table, with blue satin brocade mats on it
There are more than a dozen boxes and cabinets placed on the west wall, all made of precious ebony. Just look at the style and you will know that they are extremely valuable.
How did Fang Xuejian see such a magnificent place in his life? It took him a while to come back to his senses and secretly shocked, thinking: You're so good, there's such a good place in the world, no wonder those young men from rich families shouted "only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals." If the mandarin ducks were just slapping in the stinky ditch, what else could there be to envy?
Close the door, the two began to rummage through boxes and cabinets. Zhang Shiche has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years. He has collected a lot of treasures at home. Apart from the eight large cabinets on the bottom floor and putting four-season clothes. The other ten boxes contain all kinds of jewelry treasures.
Fang Xuejian was so confused that he touched the jade horse, and then knocked on the pure gold eagle, giggling, and was overjoyed.
He saw two boxes with six or seventy scrolls of different lengths, so he shook them open and looked at them. One was the thin gold calligraphy of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, and the other was the "Spring Sleeping of Begonia" by Tang Bohu of this dynasty. Each book and painting were all things that were hard to buy on the market.
Although Fang Xuejian does not understand calligraphy and painting, he still has some vision. He only looks at the structure and artistic conception of these two calligraphy and paintings, and knows that it is definitely not ordinary things.
He still rolled it up and put it back in the box. He saw Long Hongling spread a piece of red silk cloth on the ground. He carefully took out a four-inch-high white jade tiger from the box and put it on the silk cloth. Then he took out an olive porcelain bottle of unknown age. Thinking about what was wrong, he put it back in the box.
He didn't dare to delay any more, so he found a blanket from the closet, rolled a pearl sweatshirt, three diamond necklaces, two pairs of jade bracelets, a gold mouse, an emerald ring and more than a dozen gold and silver utensils that could not be named, rolled into the blanket and made a big bag
The two of them were quick-witted. In just a short while, there were only a dozen porcelain bottles of varying heights and sixty exquisite appearances left in the box, and the packaging was gorgeously packed. As for the two boxes of calligraphy and painting, Fang Xuejian also picked up a few shorter ones and stuffed them into the bag.
Long Hongling put his bag on his shoulders and was about to go to the table to get the night pearl when he suddenly heard a slight sound above his head, as if the tile suddenly shattered.
She was shocked and looked up. She saw that the beams and wood on the top were lined up, rows of glazed red tiles were arranged in detail, and there was no sign of anything unusual. She copied it with her right hand and had already put Ye Mingzhu in her arms.
The moment the lid was closed, the room suddenly became dark, and I could see my hand without seeing my five fingers.
Fang Xuejian didn't hear the sound above her head just now. Seeing that the room suddenly turned black, according to her impression, she reached out to hold her little hand.
The two stood in the room for a while, waiting for their eyes to adapt to the darkness in the room, and walked towards the door.
After taking two steps, a very slight giggle suddenly sounded above my head, like broken ice bursting
Fang Xuejian also heard the sound. Long Hongling's little hand in his palm shook slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered: Will there be any ghosts?
Fang Xuejian felt cold in his heart. Looking up, he saw that a few tiles were trembling slightly, and with a sudden sound, one piece of tiles was missing, and then the second piece was
The two of them were so scared that their faces turned green. They stood there and did not dare to move. In the darkness, their two hearts thumped and thumped, as if they were about to pop out of their mouths at any time.
With the sound of chi, the gaps on the roof became larger and larger, one inch, two inch, three inch, and the black shadow swayed. I don’t know how many tiles were removed, and a hole half a foot long was exposed.
Fang Xuejian's neck was stiff, and his eyes were staring at the dark hole without blinking. When he looked out, he could see three or four stars in the sky.
The stars suddenly disappeared, a face blocked the hole, and looked into the room.
Fang Xuejian trembled and almost exclaimed. His face was extremely ugly, with wide mouth and fangs, and a whisper on his face. It was the legendary black-faced judge Zhong Kui who specialized in catching the little demon and ghost.
Zhong Kui's eyes were like lightning. He suddenly saw two monsters standing straight in the middle of the room, staring at him with four eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing the situation of the box in the room rumbling over the cabinet, he actually smiled at them. Suddenly, there was no sight. In the blink of an eye, there was a buzzing sound on the balcony, and the door creaked open. A Zhong Kui, who was dressed in black and had a long sword on his shoulder, appeared at the door.
The silver moonlight was like a dazzling white mourning dress, draped on the three of them, and the room was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeat.
The cowhead, horse face and Zhong Kui, three hell messengers stood opposite each other, and the six gazes were intertwined, testing each other's intentions and reality.
The sandalwood in the furnace swayed in the air like blue smoke, a trace of invisible sorrow and tragedy stirred in the room, and countless sparks like current squeaking and splashing everywhere, unable to hear it
Time is like a hungry leech, attached to the hearts of the three people, blood flowing out of the body, without pain, only some anxiety and panic that penetrates deep into the bone marrow
Fang Xue gradually untied the burden on her shoulders and slowly put it on the ground. Her breathing flowed rapidly in her body within twenty years. She felt her body like a gradually blown balloon. Her abundant power flowed through her dantian and gradually condensed a killing blow on her arms.
He clenched his fists, his fists clamored, he jumped up, and his body turned into a ferocious eagle in the air. With one move, the black eagle fluttered its wings, the fist wind stormed, and it grabbed the man's chest.
Shaolin Arhat Fist is created based on the form of the Eighteen Arhats. It has unique techniques and different spirits. Although it is more clumsy and not skillful, it is ready to be used. It is fierce, rigorous, calm and powerful, and is most suitable for fighting with others.
Zhong Kui let out a hey sound, his palms turned around, wrapped around his right arm, and his body tilted, avoiding his fist
Fang Xuejian only felt his arm tightening, and his right fist was blowing the air, and he was about to use a move. The mantis arm was swept across the car, and his left arm swept across his head. His lower abdomen suddenly hurt, and his body couldn't help but jump into the air, but he was kicked by the other party.
The body flew out, and the sound of the sound of the roar, and the back hit the beam of the roof, almost breaking out
Fang Xuejian felt pain in his bones for a moment and almost fainted. He was even more shocked and scared. He felt that the other party's martial arts skills were too strong and that he was his opponent in all difficulties.
His body fell down immediately. He gritted his teeth, lifted the true energy of the Dantian, and hit his fists out in a row, and rushed straight from the air.
This move turned out to be called Wei Tuo's third question. At this moment, he was in a state of great excitement, and his fists were as rapid as rain. When he reached the head of the man, he was afraid that there would be seventeen or eight questions.
The man flashed, light and like a ghost. He had already avoided the raindrop fist. His arms lengthened, grabbed Fang Xuejian's ankle, raised his right leg, and kicked him hard on the back
Fang Xuejian wailed, his body was like a bunch of straw, flying slanted two feet away, and his butt hit the wall opposite, as if it was about to be divided into four petals.
With a choking sound, Long Hongling pulled out the long sword on his back, and a move was like a cave. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and it grabbed the man's throat, like a poisonous snake that suddenly jumped up
Zhong Kui let out a sigh, his head and neck were slightly tilted, and he stretched out his finger to flick her sword body
Long Hongling used old moves without waiting for his old moves, his wrists shaking, and his long sword was divided into two, like two poisonous snakes spitting long letters, drilling into the other party's armpits, which was exactly one move. Double snakes drilled into the armpits
Zhong Kui had a flash in front of him, and he couldn't see the sword light coming, so he had to take a step back
Long Hongling followed, shaking the sword in his hand, and swayed three times, stabbing his throat, chest and lower abdomen, but it was a move.
Zhong Kui let out another hey, his body tilted, barely avoiding her attack, stretched his arm, and there was a long red sword in his palm.
The two swords intersected, and Long Hongling's arm was shocked, as if it was burned by a soldering iron. The sword in his palm could no longer be grasped. With a choking sound, he fell to the ground.
She was afraid that the other party would take the opportunity to attack, so she hurriedly jumped back seven feet
Before his feet stood firm, the red light flashed in front of him, and Zhong Kui had already caught up
Suddenly, the sound of wind in my ears was whimpering, a ball of black things flew through the air, and there was still a trace of blue smoke coming from my head, and I couldn't see what it was in the dark
Zhong Kui was about to stop Long Hongling, and suddenly the monster came to his head. The wind was loud and the force was quite strong. He hurriedly raised his sword to block the grid. With a sound of Korle, the sword broke into two pieces.
He didn't expect that this thing was so powerful that he hurriedly planted a green onion and hurriedly avoided it. The thing was rubbing against the tip of his nose and flew out of the door. With a thud, he broke the willow guardrails on the balcony and fell downstairs.
Zhong Kui was on all sides, his belly was upturned to the sky, and he was shocked and sweating. He was about to turn over and stand up when he heard a whimper in his ears. A strange-shaped thing came straight to his lower body's vital
He hurriedly supported his hands and let his body spread as flat as possible. A cool breeze blew across his crotch, causing a faint pain. I don’t know if it was scratched. I suddenly felt a pain on my waist, but I was pushed by the threshold.
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