Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 954: Road encounter

The rotten ship still has three pounds of nails. The three pounds of nails at Shunzimen are reflected in their Juyi Hall.

In these years, Shunzimen is Wang Xiao'er's New Year. It's not as good as a year, and everything that can be sold is sold, and everything that can be sold has been taken. The thick giant columns hug one another, although the lacquer surface has been stripped off, it still firmly supports this wide hall.

The Juyi Church built during the Emperor Wendi of the Sui Dynasty now has nothing left, except for the huge non-personal sitting screen composed of 36 screens. The sitting screen is extremely old, but from the exquisite and detailed pattern carvings, the complicated and vivid river patterns, it can vaguely be seen that this is a hall style that can accommodate hundreds of heroes at the same time.

Gu Zhuting entered the Juyi Church under the guidance of two Shunzimen disciples. The empty Juyi Church had long lost its main seat, and there were only two rows of seats in the opposite. In this huge living room, only The two rows of seats, with only three seats facing each other, may seem too deserted.

The people sitting on the guest seats are Li Hei and Yan Shiwei. Judging from the clothes of the two, they apparently did some disguise when they came. They naturally have a way to avoid the sight of the town people and sneak into the quiet Zimen makes a secret visit.

As soon as Gu Zhuting came in, the two of them hurriedly got up and clenched their fists: "Have seen the old girl!"

They talked and looked at Gu Zhuting. Seeing the appearance of the old girl, there was a surprise that they could not conceal. Perhaps in their view, this woman who could be compared to a hundred rivals should be born even though she was a woman Standing tall, running on horses and standing on his fists, he didn't expect it to be such a charming beauty. Although she has a strong posture and light steps, she has a sense of heroism in her eyebrows, but this appearance is obviously far from the heroine who can beat the 100th person of the Jiaolong Club in their minds.

"Have seen Black Lord! Yan Yan! Please sit down with two seniors!"

Gu Zhuting asked the two to sit down and sit opposite each other freely. Xiao Yingying said: "I thought the two seniors would come over tomorrow, and I don't want to be here tonight. If you are far away, please forgive sins, forgive sins."

Yan Shiwei only laughed awkwardly when she was teasing herself, but Li Hei suddenly thought of something and lost her voice: "Tomorrow? Could it be ... what could happen tonight?"

Gu Zhuting smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if Wen Bin is still there. Can Hei Ye and Yan Ye become masters of the Jiaolong Association? Or do you want to take on the reputation of being a master? If you If you ca n’t, or do n’t want to, then the little girl should do it for you and save you the trouble. ”

Li Hei and Yan Shiwei looked at each other horrifiedly, "Is it possible that the junior master will end without disease tonight?" When he thought of this possibility, even the old rivers and lakes like Li Hei had some scalp blown up.

Gu Zhuting swept the eyes. Faintly said: "Hehe, these are trivial things, let's not talk about these, since the two seniors are willing to come, I must have considered our previous suggestions, I don't know how the two seniors decided?"

Li Hei convulsed and slowly said, "Old girl. If we nodded, the Jiaolong Club's more than two thousand brothers would get on the girl's boat. In the future, you have to rely on the girl to reward everyone for a bite. By the way, should the girl give us an account? Otherwise, if something goes wrong. The two of us ca n’t explain to the whole brother. ”

"Hei Ye and Yan Ye are so refreshing, this girl should be open and honest!"

Gu Zhuting has a slim waist and stands up very neatly. Yang said: "Mr. Du Gu, please come to meet the guests!"

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Yang Fan slowed down the pace immediately after noticing the vigilant eyes of the town people. I want to find an inn to stay and talk.

Street lights are everywhere, people are coming and going, shacks, stalls, shops crowd the street, and countless sign flags are found in the shops on both sides of the road. Go away, those flag streamers will gently scratch his head.

Several people walking slowly in front suddenly caught the attention of Yang Fan.

One of them has a very high figure, wearing a large white robe-like robe, a thick shawl on his shoulders, a white square scarf with a black grid on his head, and a single finger The wide metal ring is fixed on the head, at first glance it is a big cannibal.

walks around him and behind him, clearly is his samurai guard. These samurai are simple in dress, and a long brown cloth is wrapped around the diagonal shoulder outside the underwear. Wearing a kerchief of the same color, carrying a thin sword in his hand, there was no sheath on the sword, only a rag.

This man with a white beard and a beard with straight eyes and straight nose walks looking away. He seems to be very curious about the situation of Bashang Town. Suddenly, someone splashed a pot of water on the second floor, and the water was splashing under his feet, splashing his white robe.

Several warriors were furious, and they immediately looked up, as if they saw a loyal dog who hurt the owner, raised their fangs, and threatened from the throat with a threatening growl. At first, the angry look turned into a surprise.

There was a naked woman in the window. Yang Fan stood on the side and saw her naked look. The woman didn't feel ashamed of her naked body, but it was just a bit cold. She poured water and piled the tub down. She probed her hands to close the window. With this bend, a pair of plump **** hung down tremblingly. Even more huge.

Yang Fan knows who this woman is. There are many prostitutes in this town. The prostitutes who specialize in these seaman business are naturally unable to talk about the grade. This woman looks very ordinary, figure is a little fat, but she is full of flesh. Very white.

The big food merchant raised his face and said cheerfully: "Look, look, look at what I saw, ah! The white skin is like a silver coin placed in a porcelain plate, and like a wilderness. White antelope. Her moon-like face and plump **** are like two big pomegranates ... "

I ca n’t think of this big cannibal who spoke a Central Plains sentence, but the tone was a little weird, and there were some stranger accents. The woman upstairs protruded her head and scolded sturdily: "Yaksha ghost, get your eggs fucked, what's wrong!"

behind the fat businessman ’s fat robe, he stabs a blond little ghost, who is not tall, only twelve or three years old, jumps on his hips and jumps upstairs shouting: "Hey This lady, do n’t you have any eyes. Our master is Basra ’s most famous great poet. His poems have made countless ladies crazy. Every word he said is like pearls scattered on the plate ... "

Although the woman upstairs is a cheap prostitute who can only do skin and meat business, she may not even know the word, but she was born in the kingdom of poetry, she obviously still has the ability to appreciate, she only uses one tone, just Fully expressed her evaluation of this bad poem: "Bah!"

The woman slammed the window, and the big food businessman looked at the woman ’s back with a glimpse before closing the window, and she swelled: "Ah! Her angry eyes are like seeing the worm ’s nightingale, she is angry The trembling belly was white like a fish belly at dawn. She turned away gracefully, like an antelope, twisting the plump buttocks of the bent waist ... "

Blonde ghost holding hands in both hands, bending a pair of beautiful blue eyes, complimenting with intoxication: "Ah! What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful poem! Just like the first in the morning mist A ray of morning light, like the first morning dew condensation on green leaves, ah ... "

The great poet from a distant country probably likes to use body language to accompany his poem recitation. He sings and dances with his hands, and a drunk man who walks out of the nearby tavern is just caught in his eyes by the drunk man. Furious, he slapped his hand and slammed, "Don't you **** long eyes?"

The big poet retreated awkwardly, angering the drunken man: "Dare you dare to humiliate me? Humiliation of the honorable Abdullah Shahman. Ben. Aziz. Ben. Hakam! Only Donkeys will get used to being humiliated. A distinguished gentleman, a free man, and even a camel wo n’t swallow it! "

The drunkard was about to walk away. He was amused when he heard this, and he stared at the red man with drunken eyes, and said with a big tongue: "You ... you are a demon , Yeah, what kind of fart did you put on? You ... what do you want to do? "

The poet angrily sorted out the crooked headband. Yizheng said solemnly: "Wolves will yell at people who do not have dog protection, but they will only have awe in the face of a lion-like strong man, me! Mr. Abdullah Shahman Ben Aziz Ben Hakam will fight you to defend my dignity! Go to hell! "

At the end of the words of the big poet, several of his samurai warriors sank their shoulders, bowed their waists, and posed their offensive posture. At the same time, they raised their white teeth, and issued low threatening roars from their throats, and their hands were tight. Grabbing the cylindrical slender hilt at the waist ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Yo ho, you ... you duel with me? "

The drunken man looked around uncontrollably, put his hands over his mouth, and shouted: "There is a demon Hu who wants to trouble us Sanhe Club, brothers, go!"

"Hula", there were countless people from pubs, shops, and alleys, and even small vendors on the roadside jumped out a few people, blocking the ends of the streets. Those Hu Warriors who wore a long cloth obliquely had no fear at all. They still had white teeth and tried to make their fierce big eyes bigger.

However, the great poet seemed to be taken aback by this situation. His angry expression quickly calmed down, with a reserved tone: "For those who forgive others, God will forgive him. I will not follow you. Kind of barbarians generally, let's go, Abbas. "

The poet greeted his blond little classmate and turned around and wanted to go, but the whole street was blocked by the people of Sanhehui, where there was still a way out, the drunk man holding his arms and stood beside cold Laughed coldly.

This great food poet's predecessor and posthumous looks are really tempting. Yang Fan refrained from laughing and stepped on the front line: "It's okay to help one another with the brothers, but you don't have to go all out to fight for a bit of quarrel." , Bullying foreigners is not a good reputation! "

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