The gratitude to the pavilion master is inevitable, and let them know that even if they die in this stunning pavilion all their lives, they are full of joy and happiness.
The outside world always says that they are humble. They once thought so, and were humiliated and resentful. The world looks down on them and thinks that a man who is a good man, why should he commit himself to a skin and flesh business
They are not born to do this, who has no difficulty? Just holding back in my heart, reluctant to confide, and reopening the bloody scar.
Besides, aren't they doing well now? The men who had never looked at them stepped under their feet and watched them jokingly show their sincerity for themselves.
If you don’t become mad, you become a demon, if you don’t become mad, you are not happy—
What do you want the constraints of the world to do? Anyway, they can't look back, and now they don't want to look back. Even if the road ahead is the abyss of hell burned with endless karma, it is better than passers-by disgusted and spurned.
In the stunning pavilion, who else can have them happy in the world
The stunning pavilion is on fire, there is no doubt that the fire is extremely hot.
This evil fire from the Jue Se Pavilion flew out like wings, spread all over the capital overnight, and within seven days, it was spread by word of mouth by the celebrity merchants in the past. After the passage of time, there was no sign of the heat of the Jue Se Pavilion abating at all, on the contrary, it was full of evil spirits.
Finally, the men of the upper class of Lebanon know that if they want to find the place of fireworks, it is the stunning pavilion in the alley of the capital, which is really a place of ecstasy for men in the world.
Only if I have been there once is my life worthwhile.
The alley is faintly tortuous, and the whole not-so-wide path is still paved with old bluestone slabs. People step on it and occasionally make a pattering noise.
In front of Huaman Alley is a group of layers of buildings imitating the south of the Yangtze River. The white walls are black tiles and the paint walls are peeling off, because after the rain, there are still clusters of moss growing in the corners.
Such a scene is incompatible with the bustling capital, but it is real.
Passing around a crooked alley again, the eyes opened instantly, and there were hazy gauze lanterns hanging in front of the eyes, and even in the cool autumn season, young boys and girls who were still dressed in cool, young ages, Dressed up and standing at the door soliciting guests.
Here is the most famous Huaman Alley in the capital and a famous fireworks site.
In the alley, there are big and small brothels, just ten fingers plus ten toes can't be counted. This shows how much competition should be in this alley.
The cyan and low-key soft sedan was quietly passing by people coming and going. There was a man walking beside the soft sedan, like a butler with a moustache. He was two or three steps faster than the soft sedan. After arriving in the alley, he flashed his small eyes from time to time, and quickly locked on the target.
With a wave of their hand, the bearers will knowingly follow the man and continue to move forward.
After another quarter of an hour, the sedan chair finally stopped slowly and landed steadily.
The eight-character housekeeper Hu trot respectfully to the door of the sedan, stretched out his hand respectfully, and whispered, "Master, here we are."
"Yeah." From the sedan chair, there was a magnetic voice that seemed to be emitted from the chest cavity, and then a clean and slender palm came out slowly, resting on the butler's arm, and walking out slowly.
I saw the man with high black hair, a shiny white brocade robe in the night, and a jade pendant of emerald green and transparent on his waist.