In the evening,?anen???. ?r?a?n??e?na?`c?o?m?
The blind man who has been singing under the tree on the roadside all year round plays the balalaika and makes a sound. The old harp is as shiny as an old thing that has been stuck for three generations. If there is no oil or water in the pot, put it in and boil it, maybe it will float. Oil flowers.
The fat cat was lying on the wall beside the farmer, squinting to see the yellow dog barking under the wall.
The sun has just gone down and it is still not dark yet, and the people in the city have started to have tea and dinner. The children get together to jump and have fun, and there are also blind people who can sing songs for free.
Maybe the blind singer couldn't see it and didn't know it was already dark, so he just shook his head and sang.
The silence was suddenly broken...
Bang~wow~
Suddenly the windows of an old shop on the street were smashed. The neighbors who were enjoying the cool air and having a rest to enhance the friendship between neighbors were stunned. The noise suddenly fell silent and they all stopped. Even the fat cat opened his sleepy eyes and looked over. He didn't know which shop was smoking. What kind of wind.
"ah……"
The neighbors couldn't sit still. This was a scream. If something happened to the neighbors, they couldn't sit idly by and watch!
Many strong men from the neighborhood came outside the shop with wooden sticks and rice spoons in their hands. There were no oil lamps in the house. It was pitch dark inside the door in the evening and it was difficult to see clearly. The neighbors hesitated to go in.
This is the shop of an old neighbor's craftsman, who has made and sold erhu from his ancestors.
Suddenly something flew out again.
Boom~ding dong~
Something flew out of the dark room, and after playing it twice, it made a booming sound. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an erhu that had been damaged into disfigurement. The strings and tuning posts were still there, but the special skin on the barrel was missing.
The erhu craftsman suddenly appeared at the door with disheveled hair and wanted to escape. When he saw many neighbors surrounding the door, he immediately called for help.
"Tiejiang Liu...he will save me..."
As a result, after he finished shouting, something pulled him back. Before the neighbors could come forward, a strange and beautiful girl in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared in the door, grabbed the erhu craftsman and beat him violently, causing the neighbors to stop.
After maybe three breaths of silence, the neighbors resumed their noise and dispersed.
Those who should spank the children, those who should teach their disciples how to stir-fry vegetables, the barbers who pack their stalls and load their loads and close up, go home, the yellow dog continues to bark at the fat cat on the wall, as if the tranquility just now was just an illusion.
I originally wanted to go to a brothel to see girls, but maybe it was fate, and I followed the unique smell of snakes and found this shop selling erhu instruments.
In particular, the craftsman was selling the snake skin to the two snake demons while cutting it.
"You two ladies, do you want to buy the erhu? What I use at home is all the finest snake skins from the Southern Wilderness. I am not bragging. The snake skin can only retain its spirituality if it is skinned alive, and it has to be a big old snake. Two girls... Ouch...ouch..."
He didn't kill anyone, he just beat him up and recreated the characteristics of a snake demon to scare him. I guess he would really change his career for the rest of his life.
The neighbors originally planned to help but found out that it was a young girl who was doing it. They immediately turned around and left without bothering to respond. If it were a man beating someone, he would definitely help the neighbor to fight back. However, when faced with the little girl, they immediately lost their intention to do anything. A group of grown men beat the girl. What's the matter with a baby? If others find out, they won't laugh to death.
The screams fell silent, and the girl in white and the girl in green closed the door firmly and strolled away.
The craftsman cried heartbreakingly...
Tomorrow they were going to meet to negotiate an alliance. In the evening, Bai Yu and Qing Ling found a hotel that didn't look too dirty to stay at. They stopped making a fuss and went to a brothel to go to bed early.
On the other hand, the future emperor was soaking in Wenwen Township and completely forgot the purpose of coming to Dongcheng.
Inn.
Bai Yu turned his head and looked in a certain direction outside the window. His eyes saw a scene that no one else could see. He saw a yellow imperial aura shining like a torch in the night sky. It was very eye-catching. It is estimated that only the first generation of the founding emperor had such aura.
Qingling sleeps on the bed and Baiyu sleeps on the soft couch, so they can't sleep together. Qingling likes to sleep under the quilt...
In the house, a translucent clone emitting fluorescent light is patrolling silently with a horizontal knife in hand. It can serve as a warning and as a light. The clone technique is really great, and it can also kill mosquitoes.
Then, a mosquito flew towards Moubai.
Buzz…
"stop……"
Huh~! The blade of the knife just cut off the mosquito and stopped it instantly. Two fingers almost hit a certain Bai's abdomen. The clone, which had no expression on its face and could only follow orders, put away the horizontal knife and continued to wander around the room.
Bai Yu's head has a little headache...
…
The two forces are about to become allies.
The future Human Emperor, who is currently just a general, cannot represent the Central Plains human race, and Demon King Bai Yu cannot represent the Southern Wilderness demon race. Therefore, it can only be regarded as an alliance between two forces rather than an alliance between races. This move is bound to have an impact on the world. Ancient times It is not clear whether there is an alliance, it is the first time in modern times.
Alliances are the most unreliable things. There are countless examples of human races breaking agreements in history.
Humans can't trust monsters, and monsters can't trust humans. It's just that the situation is limited and we have to do it. If we face greater interests in the future, we will inevitably fall out. An agreement written on paper is a covenant when it is used, and it is just a piece of waste paper when it is useless. .
General Jiang came to Dongcheng specially to bring an elite force of 3,000 men with bright armor and bright weapons. In addition to protecting safety, he could also take the opportunity to show off his strength. He wanted to show off in front of the demon king. He did not believe that the demon beasts would have well-trained soldiers. Soldiers.
Elite soldiers formed a formation around Dong's mansion as a guard of honor.
The palace-like banquet hall of Dong's Mansion is well-arranged. The style shows that the family has a deep heritage. It is still decorated in the style of the Pre-Han Dynasty. The wooden smooth floor is covered with wool blankets, low tables and futons, and behind the screen is where the musicians play. The decoration is luxurious, elegant and noble. General Jiang is quietly sipping tea in a neat and elegant outfit, with his newly acquired concubine serving beside him.
At the gate, Wen Xu waited anxiously to see the Demon King's shadow.
I was bored, and the future emperor who was waiting in the hall suddenly blindfolded his eyes and played with his concubine on a whim...
They were still waiting for the arrival of the Demon King outside, but Bai Yu and Qing Ling had already appeared outside the living room of the mansion. They didn't know where they were originally, but because a Zixu disciple was standing at the door, they concluded that the future Human Emperor was here.
Pan Hongzu saw the sudden appearance of a woman in white clothes with two horns on her forehead. She must be Bai Jiao, the third disciple of the Qingxu sect. He signaled the guards not to worry about arranging their Taoist robes and came forward to greet her.
"Zixu Pan Hongzu has met the Supreme Elder."
Chen Jia next to her looked up at the sky and took small steps around to the door, pretending to be deep...
Bai Yu and Qing Ling had sensitive hearing. They were laughing and joking in the hall, and there was a young girl in the hall. No wonder the Chunyang disciples and the Western monks were not waiting inside but standing outside to blow the wind.
"It turns out it's Zixu's lineage that has wronged you."
Pan Hongzu was so grateful that he almost asked Bai Yu to help him come back to the mountain.
I originally wanted to stand at the door and cough twice so that the people inside could hear me. But just after I finished talking to Zixu disciple, I suddenly saw Qing Ling standing at the door of the hall with her hand on the door...
With a slight push, the door opened.
The general was chasing his concubine when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He pulled up the cloth and looked at each other with a dozen pairs of eyes outside the door.
Qing Ling smiled awkwardly and raised her hand to close the door again...
Bai Yu felt that it was necessary to let him properly experience what frustrations in life were.
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