The fishing boat is finally set in the east, under the light of the moonrise.
The bright moonlight shines like ink, silver and white, the water in the pool is soft and delicate, the shadows of the trees are hazy, and the mottled reflections are flying across the sky.
The person is a gentleman, his aura is auspicious, his clothes are at the hem, and there are three folds and ripples.
It's like a lively naughty boy with a red scarf and a lead halberd dancing wildly.
In the tranquil pool garden, there are green lotuses and still flowers, red lotuses and beautiful brocades, and the embroiderer is beautiful.
To the extreme east, flying catkins are like darkness, there are tiny grasses in the houses, and ligers and tigers squat on the rocks.
"Leaving the east gate, the stone wheel is turned upside down, and a tiger's head and a lion are barking." Zhou Yanxing rolled the paper and put it into the white coat bag in his arms, with both hands free.
Here comes the thought in everyone’s mind.
Taking a shortcut to the city gate, I leaned closer to Zhongyang.
In the inner city, there is the ancestral home of the township chief and a famous person. It is said that there are rare things and the prices are very high.
"The gate is half damaged." Shui Yunxiang took a few steps, knocked down the gray and white cobwebs, and tried to open it.
As he walked through the door, he opened his face to the side, and in an instant, the turbulent waves of spiritual power were emptied.
With one flash, it overwhelms thousands of hectares of rivers and fields, and egrets fly over Fen.
Everyone was stunned, it was too late.
"Get out of the way." Zhongli Bixi became the strongest mercenary.
A cold rebuke woke him up. Simultaneously, they turned over and flew into the air, with the power to destroy the world. The breeze was as crisp as a palace bell.
The jade is moving around, the blue vase is shiny, the legs are long and sinewy, the swallows are fluttering, the sword comes from the chest, my algae decoration.
The spiritual power is extremely exhausted, and the bone blade splits the light to remove the breath screen.
Everyone looked around and saw the sound of thunder, dripping water and jade, slow and scorched tail, and meandering gracefully.
"Haha," clapped the rows, Zhou Yanxing's eyes were covered with feathers, and the rain was mist, and the gentle Hu Gu was in a wonderful mood.
Shui Yunxiangyi, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, thanked her with a gentle smile.
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist," Zhongli Bi said with a smile.
Shui Yunxiang's curly hair is elegant and easy-going, and the wind is gentle and warm.
Looking at the scenery, the passenger Zhou Yanxing downstairs has his fist fingers twirling, slightly ghostly, and the big ring finger has a gold-headed unicorn with a strong color and exquisite central carving.
"Don't you two stop talking, it's dark in the night, and I feel a little chilly when you look at me." His hair was flying and his back was straight.
Zhou Yanxing said, and the old servant Taobi was considerate and concerned, "It's cold and windy, young master, please wear more clothes to avoid the cold."
A wide open robe of auspicious clouds, with a black background and water mirror flowers, expensively made.
Not draped, Zhou Yanxing's gold feather hair ornaments are luxurious and luxurious in Dunhuang, and the layers of forged silk are now complete.
"Fairy Zhongli, can I wear a suit?"
When Zhongli Bixi was asked, he shook his head and smiled, "You are called by the fairy's name. You are not afraid of the cold, just adjust your breathing with spiritual energy."
Zhou Yanxing, a friend for many years, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "That's all."
The beauty is not happy, like frost caressing her, and her words are frivolous.
"You want it?" Zhou Yanxing's eyebrows flew sideways, his eyes were full of dimethoate and camphor, he was happy and lonely, and his demeanor was elegant.
"You're so knowledgeable!" Rushuang's sweet voice sounded like a steady drizzle.
I feel happy in my free time, with a brown moonscape.
I heard the old servant Tao Bi say: "Thank you, Fairy Zhongli, for clearing the way first, uh, and Taoist Narcissus."
The jade is moist and lustrous, the house is like water, the clothes are peeled off, and the wine pavilion is poured down.
I walked around, covering everything inside and outside.
"Will he be taken away earlier?" Shui Yunxiang put his hands on the steps of the pavilion and continued to stand in the wind.
The beauty sitting on the guardrail is like frost, fanning her hands to blow the heat, and her strength level is low and she is a little weak.
Sitting upright on the side, Zhou Yanxing's eyebrows were light and he was silent in analysis.
Other servants, including the old man Taobi, all leaned on or supported him, but did not dare to speak.
"Taobei, what do you think?" Zhou Yanxing said suddenly.
A long time ago, when that famous person fled, although he was in a hurry, the time was definitely very short. He packed up the treasures left behind and sent a seal to his descendants to warn.
There are many books on this history.
Taobi was thinking seriously.
Zhongli Bi said: "Famous teacher, the house is on guard three times a day. Important things are kept in secret rooms."
"Secret room," Taobi muttered.
Zhou Yanxing relaxed his right arm and raised his head, "It's possible. What did you pay attention to?"
Shui Yunxiang hugged her chest, her pink lips were elegant, and she said: "That's the wooden frame of the study room, and the white porcelain horse in the upper left corner."
"Huh?" Zhou Yanxing Qilin pulled his fingers and stopped slowly, his face condensing.
Narcissus Taoist's words may solve the mystery and find the conditions for the secret room.
"Come on," Zhongli Bi smiled, "The upper part of the white porcelain is missing, and the short holes are the gray concubine paint surface. Water Daoist friend is just kidding."
"Haha, I went to take a closer look. It was already there when I came." Shui Yunxiang was a little discouraged.
I’ve seen it and observed it over and over again.
"Taoist Narcissus loves to play," Zhou Yanxing said half-heartedly, his cheeks flattened with boredom, and he felt sad.
The breath is dying and severe, cold and chilly.
After a while, everyone talked about their strange feelings and started a discussion.
"The bricks in Yanjiao are cracked. We have gone in. There are empty pavilions on the left and right sides of the house, as if it were an underground secret room."
Impressed, the beauty Rushuang said: "The bluestone ground, let alone the perfect fit, can the master live in a single old servant girl's residence in a secret room with multiple servants?"
"Impossible, Rushuang's analysis is smart." Zhongli Bi said.
The praise was like frost, her attitude was pleasing, she was trembling with joy, and she thanked her.
Zhou Yanxing hugs the beauty as tightly as frost, poses in all directions, is bold and carefree, smells the fragrant rouge smell, and feels quiet in his heart.
The abnormal places appeared, the night sky was full of stars, and the stars were unexpected.
"Hey, why are the stars and moon missing this night?" Zhou Yanxing said.
"No, I clearly remember that there was a galaxy for a while just now." After Zhongli Bixi finished speaking, the surrounding houses began to dazzle.
All the pavilions, pavilions, low walls, etc. seemed to disappear together as if they were ink paintings, and the merry-go-round became blurry.
Get out, leave the house.
With lightning speed, ten people ran in a hurry.
When the chaos was over, Fairy Zhongli said, "Follow me."
With the core stock in hand, the rough man finally fell down and crawled, escaping the dangerous place as scheduled.
At midnight, the stone lions and tigers looked to the edge. It was empty and invisible, with silver willows hanging upside down and stars shining brightly.
"There are stars," said the helpless rough man.
"There is also the moon." Zhonglibi finished speaking, and everyone calmed down and smiled.
But in front of the house and courtyard, the tall and straight flowers seem to have never changed. They are unrolled and closed, and the petals are flying in circles.
"The owner of this house doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone coming in." Shui Yunxiang brushed his hair on his forehead, calmed his pulse, and followed the instructions.
"The crisis at the courtyard gate that started, the tidal wave of spiritual power, maybe it was." Zhou Yanxing continued, looking at Shi Lihu.
The profile of her face was beautiful and white, with pure immortality. Zhongli Bi thought about it: "It is forbidden to enter the hospital, and I will give you a breath if I am born."
The three priests and the old servant Taobi are not fools.
In the chaotic night, the fruit is really condensed, the rare sound is long, the Qiang flute and wind music.
The deer roars in the wild food,...
Suddenly, the words gathered in my mind, and the students sang softly.
The eyes are open, a little bit of ash has fallen off, the body of the stone liger is colorful, the ball is turning, the mouth is moving, the scenes are blended, and it is alive.
The essence of phosphorus fire and the three-pronged brain are like the halo above the head of a liger, indicating strength.
"Crack," the long sword stabbed the stone ball, and the stone ball scattered in the liger's mouth, and the crack said.
The man holding the sword, Zhongli Biwash.
Turning around, another sword hit the symmetrical stone ball in the mouth of a lion and a tiger on the left.
