Chapter 1508: Gunman

The bed with the big and small butterflies last night made Qin An's mood suddenly clear. It was a very special mood. Two flower-like women lying beside him with only a few clothes on, the three of them are really like confidants. In general, when cherishing the memory of the common relatives, at least Qin An has no distractions. It feels really good like that!
what! Life is going to go on, so just be happier. At this age, what else can't you think of?
After contacting Qingjianren, although Qin An was not treated enthusiastically, he was still happy.
These old guys, none of them know how old they are, but they still think of themselves as lads. They are only more than sixty. Isn't it like a newborn?
Correct! With a good mentality, he is still the morning sun, and he can still be the best! There is still a lot of future, full of happiness waiting for him. He must not be sad for the spring and autumn. He must have confidence in himself, and also have confidence in Weng Lan, Dafeng, Erhe, Xiangming, Yana! All of them will return to him eventually, and his story will definitely end with a comedy!
Walking on the lively street, Qin An unexpectedly saw many beautiful women of the Qingjian tribe!
Listen carefully, it turns out that the women's foot ban has been lifted from 6 o'clock tonight! The women don’t even need to kneel down to the men of the Qingjian tribe they don’t know when they go out. No wonder these women are so excited, a group of released tigresses!
Qin An walked through the crowd, only feeling that he seemed to be returning to the ancient times. The way people spoke, dressed and set up booths, looked closer to the ancients.
Qin An had walked for a while and knew that there was a lantern festival in the civilian area tonight.
The so-called lantern festival is actually an activity of watching lanterns, shopping, eating food and putting on Kongming lanterns.
The Kongming lantern here is called the night sky lantern. The release of the night sky lantern is also a kind of wish-making ceremony for the people. Therefore, the most vendors on the street now sell night sky lanterns. Women are all going to berserk. They all need to make a wish and expect to get married in the next year. Husband can be kind to them, and unmarried people pray that they can have a good understanding husband.
This is the stem of sexually reproducing intelligent creatures. Even if women are discriminated against by men, they still want to go to men, just like the moths fighting the fire.
"Miss! Look, isn't he there?"
"You girl, you found people as soon as you got there. Have you always sent people to monitor it? Tell me, what is your heart?"
"What else can it be? Of course it is to vent your anger to the young lady!"
"...Yes, but I have promised not to kill him."
"You don't have to kill him if you vent your anger, we can make him foolish, embarrass him, make him uncomfortable, and so on.
"Well... what should I do?"
"See if he can eat. We can put laxatives in his food, and then the owner will send the toilet away when he goes to the public toilet. Didn't he look at your body? Let's let him leak his ass! "
"..."
Qin An stepped on his right foot with his left foot and almost fell to the ground, his face flushed and he almost laughed.
Sure enough, after a long time, the lady said angrily: "Zeng Huan, what are you paying attention to? This princess really wants to tear your little mouth!"
"..."
Zeng Huan probably covered his mouth and made a strange whine.
Qin An tried his best to calmly move forward, pretending that he didn't find the two masters and servants ten meters behind him. He planned to cope with the changes without change. At this moment, a little boy next to Qin An spoke.
"Mom, there seems to be words on the night sky lamp!"
"Huh? Which one?"
"That's it!"
Qin An subconsciously looked in the direction of the little boy's fingers, and saw a night dragon lantern floating about three hundred meters above the ground with words on it.
After reading it, Qin An was a little curious, and inadvertently said:
"That's "Jiang Jinjiu" by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea without returning.
See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.
You must be happy in life, don't make Jinzun empty to the moon.
I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows is fun, and you will have to drink three hundred cups.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will be drinking, not stop drinking.
A song with Junge, please listen to me.
Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.
In the old days, Wang Chen feasted and fought for peace and joy.
What is the master's word for less money, you have to sell to the king.
Five-flower horse
Hu'er will exchange the wine and sell the eternal sorrow with You.
...
Ah, this is an ancient poetry on the earth. I didn't expect it to be spread to the Qingjian clan. Li Bai would be proud if Quanxia knew it. His calligraphy has now been teleported by aliens! "
Qin An's voice was neither loud nor small.
The child's mother glanced at Qin An, her face flushed immediately, she still didn't know how to talk to the strange man.
It may be that Qin An’s looks are too handsome, and the shy woman finally said: "Mr. Good eyesight! My son is a visual ability person. He can't read the words written on it, but you can't leave a word. Read it out, I think you must be a visual supernatural person? So many words are written on the night sky lamp, it is estimated that all six sides are written. From this angle, you should only see three sides of the lamp, but you Still reading the entire poem, are you still a visual ability person with perspective!"
The woman's voice fell. Before Qin An could explain that he could memorize the poem, he heard the princess behind him let out a depressed low roar.
"the wicked!"
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"He... he is probably a visual ability person with night vision and perspective!"
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"Stupid! I was in the water that night. I originally thought about the black lights and the lake protection. I shouldn't have been seen by this guy much, but if he is a visual ability person, then I..."
"Oh my God! Isn't that the hair he saw is gone?"
"Mao...? Your sister Mao! I'm really ashamed!"
"Miss! How about I go and kill him!"
"Huh, it's not very cheap! Let people follow him, we go back, I must take care of him! This stray! Bad guy! Pervert! Big pervert!"
While insulting Qin An, the princess ran away in shame, and the maid immediately followed.
Qin An stood there and wiped the sweat from his forehead...
Nima! Misfortune comes from the mouth, the ancients don’t deceive me!
Next, Qin An was not in the mood to continue shopping, so he ran back to sleep in a dingy manner, where he was still in the mood to care about the lantern festival, he had to think about how to deal with this princess.
...
After two days in the Qingjianren territory, tomorrow will be the Shenyuan Festival. On the main square in the center of the territory, there will be a grand opening ceremony of the festival and many performances.
At least today, the people are still full of passion. They have not considered too much about the trapped maze world. This is a question that the king and the management should consider.
So in the afternoon before the opening ceremony of the Shenyuan Festival, crowds in the central square of the territory were crowded, and the first knockout match of Princess Linghua's selection meeting began!
The atmosphere is also a bit lively.
The central square was surrounded by huge pieces of cloth, and then all the people who participated in the selection meeting entered the closed venue.
Before the official start of the competition, the examiner came out to announce the rules of the competition.
First, the competition is a poem writing meeting. Everyone present will receive pen, ink and paper, and everyone is required to write a poem.
Second, the poem is a hidden head poem, and the first word in each line must be "Princess Linghua".
Third, it is necessary to use the common language of the human race, which is Chinese characters.
Fourth, the deadline for selection is 12 midnight on the day!
As soon as the topic of this competition came out,
A quarter of those who cheat, don't they just write poetry? Easily add a piece;
A quarter of those who are depressed, although they can write Chinese characters, but Nima's people don't know what poetry is?
A quarter of them are stunned. Although they learn Fuwu Cha, they can't write Chinese characters!
The remaining quarter is even more stupid. They can't even write. The natives only communicate with each other, and there is no such thing as writing. What can be done?
So when Qin An heard about this topic in the square, his mouth almost didn't smile crookedly, it was no difficulty for him!
So when the staff handed out the paper and pen, Qin An got it right in less than half a minute.
So now that the task is completed, Qin An intends to hand over the answer sheet to the off-site examiner, and then return to Xiao's house to sleep.
He had just walked out a few steps, and suddenly an old man came out to stop him.
"This gentleman, I saw you finished writing a poem right after you raised your hand. Obviously you are a master of this class! The old man is a wild man and he can't read at all. I wonder if you can help me write the poem? Anyway? There are so many people here and there is no examiner patrolling, no one will find out if you help me!"
"Are you also here to participate in the election meeting?"
Qin An was really surprised, because the old man was too old and looked dirty. If Linghua's beauty followed this old man, there would be a flower on the cow dung!
The old man found that Qin An seemed to be worried, and hurriedly said; "Don't worry, brother, I will never let you help in vain!"
While talking, the old man took out a cloth bag and opened it in front of Qin An. When Qin An saw that his eyebrows were raised, there were ten sword soul stones inside.
This is really a big deal, and I even took out 10 sword soul stones!
It can only be said that the people here really have background and strength, and an old man with a shameless appearance is so generous.
Qin An didn't hesitate either. He had money and didn't make a bastard. He quickly put away the sword soul stone, then he picked up a pen to write a poem on the paper and handed it to the old man.
The old man was stunned. Isn't this too fast? Is the so-called Tibetan poem so easy to write? Didn't you suffer a big loss?
At this moment, two more boys came next to them, and at the same time they stuffed their ten sword soul stones into Qin An's hands, also asking Qin An to be the gunman.
Qin An smiled. As the saying goes, one sheep is also released, and a group of sheep is also driven. Ten sword soul stones are not a small fortune. What about selling his intellectual property to make money?
Ever since, Qin An began to work hard to make a fortune.