Chapter 50: Zhaohua Fuying (7)

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a good girl, how come I've been to this place?"
Zhao Xiaolan didn't even realize she was being deceived, and explained patiently: "Sister Yan has some ignorance. The depth of this flower is only at night."
Ming Chang Ban explained: "Why is this statement?"
Zhao Xiaolan smiled unpredictably and refused to explain. Ming Shaoxia pondered for a while, pondering a hint of meaning.
He: "Look at how you understand so well, you will have to look at me at that time. My men's clothes are so handsome, and entering this place is like entering a spider hole. If the fairy sister wants to eat me, I will only I can count on Xiao Lan to take care of him! "
Zhao Xiaolan was blown up by his horse-shit, and suddenly he didn't know who his first name was. Hahaha laughed a few times and said, "No problem! No problem!"
The two talked and laughed while walking.
Leng Buding met a few monks from Xiaohan Temple at the turn. Ming Chang feasted in a footstep, subconsciously took Zhao Xiaolan, and hid to the side.
Zhao Xiaolan was startled, "Isn't that a monk? How could they go deep into Baihua?"
The long feast of the Ming murmured: "Xiaohan Temple is now more and more open, and now even the Qinglou dare to visit."
Gradually, in the alley, women's soft voices were gradually heard.
Zhao Xiaolan finally stood in front of a wooden door.
The Ming Banquet was backed up by two. From the left and right, the wooden door was very ordinary and nothing new, so he asked, "Xiao Lan, are you sure we're here?"
He couldn't help wondering: it didn't look like a blue building here!
The green buildings seen and heard during the Ming banquet are all high-rise buildings, and Yingying Yanyan, so lively. This is the first time I have seen such a humble blue house.
"Strange!"
Zhao Xiaolan said: "Sister Yan, why is it strange? The depth of the hundred flowers is the best place in the world. Naturally, it is different from ordinary green houses. You will know as soon as you come."
He opened the wooden door and saw that it was not the courtyard or the hall behind it, but another alley.
But this alley is different from the outside. The pavement is entirely made of mahogany, and there are countless rooms on both sides. The rooms are covered with thick cushions, a case is placed, a cup of wine is on top, and two glasses are on the top. I put a bamboo mat down like a bed on the ground. A screen stretched from side to side was blocked, and at this time it was wide open, as if waiting for a guest. Outside each room, there is a lantern, white and red. On the room, there are large and small flowers blooming into one piece, and occasionally the wind blows, and the fall is like a rain of flowers, which is really elegant and chic.
"If Sister Yan comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon will rise, and looking from the alley, it will hang on the tree like it is before the moon, and the beauty is in her arms, wouldn't you be quick?
Ming Changyan said with emotion: "It is indeed the first floor of the world."
Zhao Xiaolan led him forward, and after his vision narrowed, he could see more clearly. There was a lot in this room. Looking at the long feast of the Ming Dynasty, each had a girl, charming and charming, either lying or lying down, sitting or standing, laughing and watching the exchanges.
Zhao Xiaolan said: "There is a white lantern hanging outside the room, which is to sing only songs tonight, not overnight. Those who hang red lanterns are only to stay overnight, not to sing songs."
The long feast of the Ming dynasty opened his eyes: "What about lanterns?"
Zhao Xiaolan said: "Sister Yan, are you blind? Where is the lantern that doesn't hang, it is an extinguished lantern, and it has been taken away!"
Ming Chang feast said: "This is really strange!"
Before taking a few steps, a few women recognized Zhao Xiaolan, took a few steps on her knees, and shouted softly, "Xiao Lan, you are here!"
Zhao Xiaolan went all the way, shouting all the way: "Sister Rouer", "Sister Xiangxiang", "Sister Rouge", dazzling long feasts, often face and name have not been matched, people have passed a round.
Xiang Xiang smiled happily: "Xiao Lan, how can we play differently!"
Zhao Xiaolan said: "I'm going to find Lili!"
Xiangxiang yanked the parchment and covered her face, and turned it around in the room with all manners of charm, exposing the white thighs, plump and gorgeous, so surprised that she didn't squint.
She mumbled, "Sister needs to be jealous, ha ha ha ha ha!"
Zhao Xiaolan smiled nicely and said politely: "Sister Xiangxiang must not be jealous. I'll play with you next time!"
Xiang Xiang suddenly got up and leaned against the couch: "If you have pity on me, play with me tonight. Xiaolan, have you brought a friend, let your sister see, look handsome, handsome, sister Bai let him sleep all night, hee hee. "
The long feast of the Ming Dynasty was horrified with laughter, and the goosebumps stood up and jumped.
Zhao Xiaolan had time to speak in the future, and suddenly a fragrant wind came behind him. A woman in a scarlet suit, wearing a tulle, shoved Zhao Xiaolan. Zhao Xiaolan was surprised: "Sister Rouge!"
Rouge smiled again and again. He didn't push him to the ground with a push. He simply fell into Zhao Xiaolan's arms and hugged him twice. Gauze fluttered in front of the Ming feast, very embarrassing, and he stepped back. Zhao Xiaolan was being roamed into one of the rooms.
The coat on his shoulder collapsed more than half, and quickly bolstered his upper body: "Sister Rouge, I am today--"
Rouge painted Dahongkoudan with both hands, and gently covered Zhao Xiaolan's lips.
"Li Li is not here today, you're in vain."
Zhao Xiaolan's eyes widened slightly: "Why wouldn't she be away?"
Xiangxiang poured a glass of wine and fed it to Zhao Xiaolan's lips: "Xiao Lan, drink it. Sister will tell you if you drink."
Zhao Xiaolan had no doubt that he was there, and drank it in a hurry.
Xiang Xiang laughed: "Because of her, she is sick."
Zhao Xiaolan was startled: "Sick? What sick? Good in the afternoon!"
Rouge grinned: "It was only in the afternoon that you got sick, and you were so scared of being sick. We all know that the flower banquet had such a thing, she might not be scared by the way gone."
Xiang Xiang said: "Just stay with us to have some fun with our sister, Xiao Lan, it's not your sister who said you, people who want to marry Lili are all here from the south of the river, you, definitely not!"
Zhao Xiaolan said, "Why can't I!"
Xiang Xiang kissed his face and left a lip print: "Because you are so cute!"
Zhao Xiaolan couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister, do you praise me or hurt me!"
Xiang Xiang loved him so much that he couldn't wait to eat him in his stomach.
This box of rouge is also up and down his hands, hug and hug, but there is no meaning of male and female love, as if found a beloved cat, touched him again and again, kissed again and again, like it.
She touched it by herself, and called a few sisters who had good relations on weekdays. The girls heard that the silly boy from the Zhao family in Lin'an came again. The happy guests didn't pick up, carrying lanterns and wearing skirts. Jiao Xiao came here over and over again. I am afraid that the emperor Lao Tzu is not treated as such today.
Zhao Xiaolan's face was flushed with rouge, and he said with tears: "Sister Rouge, my face hurts."
Rouge ignored him, and started rubbing it, finally holding his waist and leaning against his arms.
Zhao Xiaolan could not bear to push her and said, "Sister Rouge, where have you been from Lili?"
Xiang Xiang said: "Why don't you give up?"
Zhao Xiaolan said: "I can't give up if I don't see her!"
Xiang Xiang pours another glass of wine and feeds it to Zhao Xiaolan: "Xiao Lan, you drink all this wine, I will tell you."
Zhao Xiaolan said: "Drink and drink, I'm not afraid to drink."
After all, he picked up the jug and drank directly into the spout. The girls saw him very cute, and after drinking, the spirits came up, two red clouds floated on their faces, and they laughed more happily.
Ming Changyan stood outside, politely pushed away several girls who embraced him, and said, "Zhao Xiaolan, don't drink too much, you won't be able to walk for a while."
Zhao Xiaolan nodded indiscriminately, and climbed up, but he couldn't figure out the northeast and southeast.
Rouge's weak and boneless hand held the jug, raised it high, and fell on Zhao Xiaolan's face. He stuck out his tongue and licked, and Rouge naughtily removed the jug again, causing Zhao Xiaolan to fall to her place. Every movement of him made the girls around him laugh with trembling smiles.
Ming Changyan saw him with a few pots of rice wine, and was already drunk. The front plaque was soaked with wine, and the outer shirt did not know where it was picked up. The on his head fell to the ground in his brain. His hair was cluttered to his face, his skin was soft white, and his lips were red and moist. Both eyes are out of focus, showing a natural gesture.
"I ... Lili ..."
Rouge loved to look at him like he was bullied by a few girls. Zhao Xiaolan planted it on the couch, Xiang Xiang picked up his bun, plugged him in, and said quietly, "Xiao Lan, you wear yours to me, I wear mys to you, both of us How about exchanging tokens? "
Rouge said: "Smelly shameless little hoof. Xiao Lan, you can't be partial, she has it, and her sister must have it!"
After all, the girls touched him again and kissed his face again, leaving a lot of carmine powder. Seeing this, the Ming Banquet sighed and said, "Zhao Xiaolan, are you still there?"
Zhao Xiaolan: "..."
Xiang Xiang plugged his own bun and looked at the butterfly with its tail fluttering.
"You leave him alone. When the time is up, someone will pick him up naturally." After that, Xiang Xiang turned his head and looked at the Ming Long Banquet with a small smile, "Are you Xiao Lan's friend?"
Ming Chang feast said: "Exactly."
Xiang Xiang laughed, and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Xiaolan's chin: "He even has other friends. I thought he only had one."
Ming long banquet is puzzled: "Does he have no other friends?"
Xiang Xiang said: "This boy only likes to play with women. I have never seen him make a second male friend. The only one, this girl doesn't like it very much."
Ming Chang feasted with a smile: "We still have business, can you return him to me?"
Xiang Xiang laughed: "You can do it if you want to do it. His boy is a waste. What can he do for you? Take it carefully and drag your hind legs. Don't you sit down and have a drink?"
Ming Chang feasted: "I don't drink. However, I want to ask you something."
Xiang Xiang said: "You don't drink, but you ask me something, I don't answer!"
Ming Changyan thought about it, took out a pair of bracelets from his arms, and handed it to Xiang Xiang: "I will give it to you. Would you like to answer it now?"
Xiang Xiang picked it up, studied the quality of the bracelet, and smiled: "What is Xiaolangjun asking?"
Ming Chang Yan said: "A few monks from Xiaohan Temple just came. Do you know what he is doing?"
Xiang Xiang said: "I don't know what Xiaohan Temple, but there are a few monks. You say, what can a stink man do here, hahaha!"
Ming Chang feasted a moment and asked, "Do they come here often?"
Xiang Xiang was playing with her hair. "Naturally, monks have money, what monks do they have to do, are n’t they happier as ordinary people. Now monks can be rich, they can build big houses, and they can spend money like flowing water. . "
"Building a house? Are you talking about the temple built by Xiaohan Temple on the former site of Huating Village?"
Xiang Xiang said: "The slaves don't understand."
Ming Chang feasted: "My sister doesn't think it's enough, I just have this bracelet."
Xiang Xiang laughed: "They also dare to move the old site of the banker. I think the old monks are impatient!"
Ming Chang Yan said: "How do you say this?"
Xiang Xiang said: "You can see the fire of the Zhuang family, but only one person could not be found. Hundreds of heroes from the imperial court marched up and down the ruins, and did not dig out the person's bones. According to me, this way of finding is to die out You can also catch a ray of soul from the Yin Cao Di government. But this person is just like disappearing out of thin air, isn't it strange? "
Ming Changyan wondered, "Do you need such a teacher?"
Xiang Xiang grinned: "If it's just an ordinary kid who cares about his life and death, it's Zhuang Xiao, the dealer's young owner who disappeared out of nowhere. In that accident, the young man was still a teenager."
Ming long feast said: "Zhuang Xiao?"
Xiang Xiang said: "I do n’t know much about it. I only know that the old site of this house is very evil. After a few fires, some people will always die. Of course, there are a few enemies in this big family. It ’s just that no one has yet determined whether the fire was accidental or man-made. This is a matter of many years ago, and we do n’t know much. If the son is interested, you may ask the monk at Xiaohan Temple. They As long as you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of knocking at the door in the middle of the night.
He made a move to pull Zhao Xiaolan, with a wink at his eyes, seeing that the monk at Xiaohan Temple had a different look, and hurried out.
The hand extended by Ming Changyan again retracted: "You are here to help me look at him, I will come back later."
Rouge laughed: "You don't need to watch us, it will be here in a while."
The long feast of the Ming Dynasty can't wait to hear her say, people have disappeared.
Zhao Xiaolan seemed to sense something, moved his body, but couldn't resist being drunk, and crooked aside.
Rouge helped him: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Xiaolan said: "Flowers ... Flowers ..."
Rouge followed his gaze and saw the doorway of the room, and under the steps, many petals fell.
"Do you have pity for those things? Am I no better than these flowers?"
Zhao Xiaolan climbed forward two steps, raised his knees, and wobbled the fallen petals among them.
Everyone laughed that he was crazy, Zhao Xiaolan slowly explained: "The flower is like a woman ... required, regretted ... when the flower is lost, it is the old age, not good, not good ..."
Rouge grinned, "Stupid boy, how can flowering grow old? That's dead!"
Zhao Xiaolan concentrated on picking flowers, getting cold, and hitting a pair of boots.
He raised his head slightly, trying to identify for a while, and smiled foolishly: "Wish, brother, you are coming!"
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Rich people in the text rely on the jade on the waist to identify people, so you can roughly recognize who the owner is based on the jade near the body. Equivalent to something like an ID card. 2k novel reading network