Chapter 40: Festival liquor

Ling Fengxiao said: "In the past, I went to Yunnan to visit Xuanshuimen and spent some time in central Yunnan. The wind in Yunnan is very changeable in the early morning. It ’s cold and windy, and in the morning, the sun is shining. If it is July or August, it will rain suddenly. The rain comes very quickly, and it goes quickly. After a while, the sun will come out again. The rain on the ground is dry and the night is beautiful. The gentleman said that he loves these three kinds of things. If he goes to Yunnan, he will be perfect.
Mr. Na also realized the glance, and quickly descended the donkey: "The girl said that she had spent three years in the Yunnan Province in one day, and indeed there were three kinds of things in one day."
Ling Fengxiao also said: "There are so many lands in Yunnan, poisonous insects run rampant, and you ca n’t go naturally with the respect of the old church owner.
The old church owner stared at these people back and forth, his beard shaking, half a ring, and a "snoring" sound: "What you said is also reasonable."
But after a short while, he blows his beard and stares again: "You said that Central Yunnan, I can't go to Central Yunnan, how do you get the fine skin and tender meat of your baby? It must be colluding with this thief and deceiving me! What a reason! "
Ling Fengxiao said unhurriedly: "I was born in Fenghuang Mountain Villa, with a body away from the fire, so I am not afraid of being frightened.
The more confusing I was, the more I looked at Ling Fengxiao, suddenly I flickered, left the wheelchair, and patted Ling Fengxiao with my palm!
With this palm, God is full of energy and strength, and it contains endless mystery. Ling Fengxiao's side is extremely dangerous.
However, I do n’t know how Ling Fengxiao ’s feet moved. In a moment, the red clothes swayed, and her body shape had already turned. The demon fell behind, the less she covered.
The less turbid he got back into the wheelchair, he said, "It looks like you're telling the truth."
Ling Fengxiao: "Dare to deceive."
Lin Shuxin said that the wheelchair of the old church owner was a display, which was not only not half-legged, but also freely moving and martial arts was extremely high.
And Ling Fengxiao really found the lifeblood of Gang Jing. This kind of creature, regardless of young or old, looks for loopholes in human grammar. If you seriously put the facts with them, you won't be able to do it.
The more unkempt he looked at Ling Fengxiao with his eyes, he said, "You talk very well and look neat, and you can be my wife's wife."
Lin Shu: "..."
Is this your mate choice criterion in Yuejia.
But seeing the young lady said, "Old master, I've promised someone."
It's okay not to say this sentence. As soon as this sentence hits the ground, the less the expression becomes more immediate, the more angry you become!
"How can this be true!" He shook his beard, his eyes widened, and said, "Which dog is he allowed? Does the more my family speak clearly? The more my grandson, the more ..."
Speaking of this one Yuezi, the fire suddenly went out. It turned out that the old gentleman had grown old and was so confused that he forgot his grandson's name.
He himself was obsessed with raising bars, and it seemed that he was proud of his grandson who also loved raising bars. Even in the mind of others, marrying a girl was "speak clearly" as the top priority.
Lin Shu thought, if your grandson is more like a crane, the first day when you see the young lady is threatened because of raising the bar, and you will never dare to make noise in the ear of the young lady and let him marry the young lady. He will never agree.
But the less muddy obviously did not think so, but paused, ignoring the grandson's name, and exclaimed: "Call the dog out! Argue with me!"
Ling Fengxiao said, "Senior, although you have a peerless talent, you may not be able to pick out his mistakes."
The less muddy "Oh?" Said, "Let me see him!"
Lin Shu silently watched, thinking of course that he couldn't pick out his mistakes, and there would be no mistakes for dead people.
I saw the young lady and said, "He is a bit afraid of life. Senior, if you can promise me something, how can I lead him to meet you?"
The less muddy he said: "Yes! I'll see ... what kind of person it is!"
Ling Fengxiao said: "We all went to school in Shangling Academy. Yesterday the monsters of Beixia suddenly appeared in the Academy. I'm afraid there are plans. Shangling Mountain is vast and it is difficult to troubleshoot common spells. It's better to help. "
The less muddy he squinted, "You want me to go to the mountains by spell?"
Ling Fengxiao said: "Exactly."
The less muddy he said: "It won't be easy."
Ling Fengxiao said, "Senior, it's a word."
"Of course it is!"
Lin Shu just watched the young lady abduct the Yuelaotang master with a few words.
Ling Fengxiao has said that the Beixia monster invaded the Shangling Academy, but the old church owner didn't seem to notice it at all, and only got the message of "seeing the mountains by magic", which shows that it is really confused. If it is an ordinary invitation, it really may not be able to speak.
Ling Fengxiao turned around and looked at the owner of Yuetang. The owner nodded, and after a while, he was ready to go to Shangling Academy.
Ling Fengxiao said: "Senior please."
The less turbulent I reconfirmed, "Is there anyone I can't go wrong with?"
Ling Fengxiao said: "The seniors will know the matter to be resolved."
The younger the disciple, the happier was the young disciple who was glad to be taken into the carriage, accompanied by several outstanding disciples such as Mengtang. The owner of the Yuetang also followed, and it seemed that the safety of Xuegong was really at heart.
Ling Fengxiao asked Lin Shu: "Are you going to the carriage?"
Lin Shu weighed the pros and cons between Lao Jing Jing and Miss, and finally said, "No more."
The young lady said, "Then we still ride the night."
Zhao Ye is still very close to Lin Shu.
With the previous adaptation, Lin Shu is now much better.
"I thought it would take some talking," Ling Fengxiao said behind him, "I didn't expect Yue senior to be so coquettish."
Lin Shu could not help but smile.
The older the church owner is, in fact, a bit cute.
Ling Fengxiao said, "It just aggrieved you. If you find out the source of the monster, the senior Yue still remembers what I said before, so I have to let you talk to him, you just don't talk."
Lin Shu: "?"
After a while, he reacted, and the young lady wanted to use him as her fiance, to make it more confusing.
This man is also really cunning, just telling the old gentleman that he must not be able to pick out the mistake of that man, and he doesn't say how good the man is in debating.
If a person doesn't speak like a gourd with a beaked mouth, then he can't pick up any mistakes.
He rushed to the east according to the night, and the carriage of Rumentang was fast, and he returned to the foot of Shangling Mountain from time to time.
The pedestrian changed to the Linghe to rise into the sky and landed in front of the mountain gate.
Ling Fengxiao took out the Yufu message, and the group waited temporarily under the mountain gate.
The last time Lin Shu came to Shanmen, when he first entered the palace, the place was unfamiliar, and he hurried away. He had to look carefully in the future.
Stopping at Wangshan Gate, I finally saw what the couplets on both sides wrote.
In the centuries of the gods' career, the belts and rivers are in sight.
Hengpi is the four characters "Drunk Falling to the Mausoleum" engraved in the middle of Shanmen.
Full of immortality.
After about a minute of incense, Ling Fengxiao said lightly, "Here is the Great Master."
The big country teacher in the mouth of the young lady is the sacrifice of wine on the palace.
Lin Shujiu heard of his name, but he never saw it. Wen Yan retracted his eyes from the gate and looked forward.
I saw a figure coming out of layers of fairy mist.
In appearance, Mo was in his thirties, wearing a dark blue robe, half-length hair, dressed as a Confucian, with a calm eyebrow and a calm temperament.
Daijiu first stunned the master of Yue Lao Tang: "Senior Gao Yi, thank you very much."
The owner of Yue Lao Tang raised his eyelids: "Hey."
Then, with a smile to Ling Fengxiao: "His Royal Highness."
Lin Shu looked at him.
He feels familiar.
If the high offering wine is seven or eight years younger, then the calmness of the eyebrows will be replaced by clean and kind ...
It is like seven or eight points like Mr. Meng.