Chapter 334: Sing Liaozhai late at night! (Four more)

Old Hu's pleasure surprised a few people.
Then he no longer held his face, and from time to time he would talk to Shi Ting, Ye Chen and Yang Tian to say a few words.
Ye Chen glanced at the ancient painting on the wall and laughed, "Lao Hu, I don't know who is on this painting?"
"Yeah, Hu Lao, the beauty on the painting is not generally pretty, and among the beauty I have ever seen, the foot is ranked first!" Yang Tian also laughed.
Shi Ting looked scornful.
Oh, men are a virtue!
Hu Lao looked slightly condensed and shook his head: "That ancestor of my Hu family is long gone."
Yang Tian looked sorry.
Ye Chen smiled secretly.
Are your ancestors wicked?
After the death of your forefather, can your eyes still move?
But since Hu Lao is unwilling to say, he is not easy to follow up.
Hu Lao enthusiastically invited Ye Chen and others to stay, but Honggu did not refuse, mainly because Liu Cangsheng was always at his door.
Regarding Hu Lao's decision, the previous pair of young men and women was unbelievable. Ye Chen and others were more and more unpleasant. After the two sides met, they still run a few words from time to time.
Furious that Yang Tian almost didn't roll up his sleeves to hit someone.
Ye Chen led him out a door and bought a lot of things, such as ancient books, ancient scholar clothes, an oil lamp.
The scholar's clothes were rented from the crew, otherwise they would not be able to buy them.
In this regard, Yang Tian kept asking him what he bought, Ye Chen smiled and did not explain.
Soon, it was getting dark.
After everyone fell asleep, Ye Chen dragged Yang Tian and walked under a grape shelf in the courtyard of Hu's villa. The sky seemed a little dark.
Yang Tian took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. Some words said, "Lao Ye, in the middle of the night, what are you doing here with me?"
Ye Chen took out all the items he had bought and placed it on the side of the stone table, lit the oil lamp, and handed him the ancient scholar's clothes: "Come, put on!"
"What are you putting on?"
Yang Tian's face was stubborn: "Don't tell me what video clips you want to shoot and put on the amusement? When did you start playing amusement, lying down, that poisonous one, you can't touch it!"
"Have you seen Liao Zhai?" Ye Chen asked suddenly.
Yang Tian nodded: "Yes, what happened?"
Ye Chen laughed: "Do you know what is the most plot in Liao Zhai?"
Yang Tian looked at the ancient book on the stone table, the scholar's costume, and the oil lamp, and patted his head: "Student reads late at night? Then there is the plot of the fox to seduce?"
"Correct!"
Ye Chen nodded, and glanced at the direction of Hu's living room intentionally or unintentionally. There was a tinge of light in the corners of his mouth: "Tonight we will sing a chat!"
"Are you ill?"
Yang Tian's eyes widened and he thought he heard it wrong: "Most of the night, you asked me to make this? Besides, who do you sing to show? If you want to shoot a paragraph and put it on the vibrato, I may also agree . "
"There is so much nonsense, put it on!"
Ye Chen forced him to put on the ancient scholar's clothes, and then said, "Sit down, pick up the book in front of you, and read it to me."
"and many more!"
Yang Tian suddenly stopped him, and seemed to realize something: "Why am I a scholar? Not you? This is so unfair."
Ye Chen's face suddenly darkened.
"I see, yours finally admitted that I was handsomer than you."
Yang Tian almost sprayed out without a smile. After discovering that Ye Chen's face was getting darker, he hurriedly changed his mouth and said, "You can also play as a scholar. You can take out your mobile phone and shoot me a video. . "
As a matter of fact, Ye Chen is very ordinary in terms of appearance, not as strong as Yang Tian's eyes and eyes.
"no problem."
Ye Chen agreed.
He lifted his butt, picked up the ancient book, opened the first page, and his face suddenly turned green: "Jin Ping Mei? Lao Ye, I cursed your uncle, didn't you read the name when you bought the book?"
"forget."
Ye Chen smiled awkwardly, he really didn't notice this, and then said: "It's okay, anyway, you pretend to be a student, and then use the memory of the poems and songs you learned in high school."
"I stood aside to make a video for you, you take it seriously."
Having said that.
Ye Chen left.
Yang Tian almost did not spit out old blood, but he picked up the book and read it under the light of the oil lamp: "Cough, the first time, Ximen celebrates the tenth brother, Wu Erlang is cold with his brother ..."
When he thought about it, he looked boring at the beginning and simply turned a few pages, just after Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing adultery was discovered by Wu Dalang, and he wanted to poison Wu Dalang.
"Dalang, it's time to take medicine ..." He cleared his throat.
...
On a tree less than a hundred meters away.
Ye Chen sat on it, deliberately performing "Concentration Breath" to condense the breath on his body, making himself and the big tree merge into one, looking at the direction of Hu's living room with a smile, "Can you bear it?"
During the day.
He discovered the anomalies in the ancient paintings. At that time, due to the presence of outsiders, he was not good at spying.
To verify my guess.
He did the trick.
The night was quiet, the wind was quiet, time passed slowly, and there was still nothing in the living room of the Hujia Villa.
Ye Chen frowned: "Am I guessing wrong?"
He controlled the consciousness to sweep under the vine, and saw Yang Tian sitting on the stone bench with his buttocks, holding a cigarette in his mouth, tilting Erlang's legs, clasping his feet with one hand, and reading the golden bottle plum with interest in one hand .
Ye Chen's mouth twitched fiercely.
Is this an ancient scholar?
No wonder the other party is not fooled.
He couldn't help but send a message to Yang Tian and said, "I said, can you give me a little more serious? If you put this video on Douyin, do you want to laugh at the majority of netizens?"
The sudden sound scared Yang Tian.
He looked around for a while, waited until Ye Chen's voice sounded again in his mind, then pressed the shock in his heart, put on his shoes, stepped down his cigarette butt, and coughed, a serious holding a book, shaking his head and thinking about the words: "Bright moonlight in front of the window, two pairs of shoes on the ground, no, it is suspected to be frost on the ground ..."
Ye Chen nodded and withdrew his consciousness.
Half an hour passed.
There was still nothing in the living room of the Hu family.
Ye Chen looked at Yang Tian again, and saw him lying on the table, stupidly saying: "Cai Xukun, combing the points, fancy dribble is a bit faint ..."
Ye Chen: "..."
Shaking his head, he simply gave up, jumped from his body, walked over to wake up Yang Tian and left the grapevine, and went back to the room to sleep.
What he didn't know was.
Shortly after he left, Hu Lao returned to the living room, kneeling in front of the ancient painting, regardless of his bones.
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