When I saw Qi Yan and Han Yue again, it was already three days later.
In the past few days, Charles and Jiang Wuyi wandered all over Lecheng, and finally stared at the courtyard in the inn compound. Occasionally there is music, which is poetic and picturesque.
The two went to the legendary Leshen Pool during the day and afternoon, stayed for a few hours, and caught a lot of fish and shrimps. When Long Zizai came back from Leshen Pool with a big bucket in his arms, he walked to the inn with his trouser legs, which was quite annoying. Few people saw it, and some old scholars or believers of the God of Joy stared at it fiercely, thinking that it was too rude and unsightly.
Xiao Zai Zai didn't care, and asked Xiao Er to clean up the fish and shrimp at night, and excitedly ordered someone to set up a stove in the yard, put an iron plate on it, and grill the meat sizzling.
This was originally against the rules, but the proprietress of the inn saw Xiaolong's limp appearance and his heart was in a mess, so she made an exception and allowed it. Not only that, but also sent some dishes to the yard together.
This seasoning is special, so that Charles, a novice who only knows how to cook fish, can grill delicious food, or the food made by himself is more fragrant. The almost transparent shrimp is grilled to produce shrimp oil, which is sweet and delicious after one bite. Fresh and crisp.
When Han Yue and Qi Yan came back, what they saw was this picture. The white petals were falling leisurely, one big and one small sitting by the stove and staring at the stove together. It was both beautiful and a little laughable.
Jiang Wuyi didn't know how to do this kind of thing in the past, but seeing Xiaolong happy, he also tried it, but it was obviously the simplest thing, but Lord Dragon God always burned it or put too much seasoning.
Xiaolong Zaizai was finally able to win against him, proud of himself, showing off what he had baked and pushed him to eat, Jiang Wuyi stared at the baking board, looking unhappy.
This smell is really attractive, Han Yue moved his nose, and cheekily pulled Qi Yan to rub the rice, Jiang Wuyi stopped his movements very smoothly, pretending that the scorched black thing in front of him had nothing to do with him.
In just three days, Qi Yan seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Long Zaizai showed great kindness and pushed Jiang Yan's baked things over: "Healed from a serious illness, eat more."
However, Qi Yan looked at the smelly shrimp in front of him, and ate it without changing his face. Charles looked at him in surprise, and Han Yue couldn't help sighing: "It's good not to be picky about food."
These words were not pretty, Jiang Wuyi and Qi Yan both looked at him coldly, Han Yue's back turned cold, and immediately changed the subject: "Mr. Jiang, about the dragon veins, Han has to go back to the emperor's capital to report to the Ming sage." , but I don’t know what the Dragon Clan can use as evidence to convince the Holy One?”
Long Zaizai froze for a moment, blinking his eyes, but fortunately, Han Yue didn't think he was in charge, so he asked Jiang Wuyi directly.
Jiang Wuyi had expected that he would ask such a question. Hearing this, he took out a small bag from his sleeve and threw it in front of Han Yue.
Han Yue picked up the bag in confusion, opened it but saw a blue scale, and was startled: "This... this is..."
"Dragon scale."
Han Yue suddenly felt that the bag in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, Qi Yan was just eating the food, and he was choked up when he heard these words, coughing out of breath.
Charles stopped talking when he heard the words, and swept Jiang Wuyi with a strange expression.
Where did it come from again this time
After several people returned to the bedroom after dinner, Charles' eyes were all on Jiang Wuyi. Jiang Wuyi was stared at by him all night, and he asked inexplicably, "What are you looking at?"
Long Zaizai looked at him, pulled his hand over to look carefully, then pushed back his sleeves, looking like he was probing, Jiang Wuyi seemed to understand something, but he didn't move, letting him rummage.
Charles checked to no avail, raised his face and asked seriously: "Jiang Yan, are you really not bald?"
Jiang Wuyi's forehead twitched, and he stretched out two fingers to hold his corner: "No, it's just spiritual power."
Zai Zai was pushed back by him and raised his head, but he still didn't quite believe it.
"Then can I see your original body?"
Jiang Wuyi was helpless: "Not now."
Xiaolong could only shut up, but he still had deep doubts in his heart.
The next morning, Han Yue disappeared. He couldn't sleep well even though he was holding a piece of dragon scale, so he hurried back to the imperial city, but Qi Yan's residual poison was not cleared, and he was seriously ill.
And I don't know if it's because of eating the things that Jiang Wuyi baked, Qi Yan was already sick, and the next day he was vomiting and diarrhea, and was bedridden. Fortunately, before Han Yue left, he notified Sheng Ningshan to send a medicine boy to take care of him. Only then did Qi Yan avoid the tragedy of being forgotten by the two of them.
—Because today is the annual moon feast in Lecheng, and the city is full of celebrations. As soon as Charles woke up, he couldn't wait to take Jiang Wuyi out to play.
Compared with the New Year, Lecheng pays more attention to the feast of the bright moon. Every year on this day, the people of Lecheng will set up a banquet at the door, prepare the dishes and leave the host to wait for the guests to arrive, while the rest of the family will go out go.
Lecheng is the place where Di Yan, the god of music, grew up until he ascended. It was originally called "Yuecheng", but it was renamed "Lecheng" because of the God of God. Therefore, everyone here can play musical instruments and everyone loves temperament.
The so-called Mingyue Banquet refers to the banquets put out by various families and filled the streets and alleys of the whole city, and the guests are the common people except the masters of each household.
Everyone ran around the streets with musical instruments, and if they liked the dishes of a restaurant, they would stop and play a song. If the owner thought it was good, the person could sit down and eat. If the owner thought it was not good, then they would find another place.
So in Lecheng on this day, people were almost next to each other, and the whole city was carnival. Even the nearby Xianzong sect also generously put out banquets and gifts, so that as soon as the two of them went out, they were surrounded by all kinds of people. Surrounded by music.
The sound is not chaotic, because if someone plays music first in each area, others will listen quietly or play together, and there are many young men and women wearing beautiful dance costumes singing and dancing, having fun.
Such a feast is undoubtedly extremely comfortable. In the center of the city, the government even set up a stage, as if there was some kind of performance.
Dragon Cub dragged Jiang Wuyi across mountains and seas, and finally squeezed to the front. Jiang Wuyi silently created an enchantment around the two of them, so he didn't have 'close contact' with anyone along the way.
When Zai Zai saw the stage, his eyes brightened instantly, and he said loudly: "Jiang Yan, there seems to be a performance!"
And he took a closer look, and soon found that there was a tower on the tip of the triangular table, on which a shining seven-colored gemstone was enshrined in red silk, and Zai Zai was instantly attracted.
"so beautiful!"
The uncle next to him laughed: "Of course it's beautiful, this is the prize of the competition."
"Competition?" Xiaolong asked curiously, "What competition?"
The uncle explained: "The feast of the bright moon, of course, the biggest highlight is to compare the rhythm. Select the person who is best at the rhythm in the city, and then inlay the rare tempering stone on the instrument, and go to the Leshen Pool to play for the Leshen. If you are lucky , maybe you can even get Leshen's instruction!"
Xiaolong became happy in an instant, pulled Jiang Wuyi and shouted: "Jiang Yan, I want to participate! I want that gem!"
Jiang Wu looked at him: "What do you want to play?"
Xiaolong took it for granted, "Suona!"
Jiang Wuyi was silent for a while, then nodded: "Go if you want."
After getting Jiang Wuyi's answer, Charles only felt that this was the first level of affirmation of his music, so he found the right place to sign up, and got in, but there were so many people in the backstage, Xiaolong quickly turned dizzy, and Back to Jiang Wuyi.
"Jiang Yan, I can't find a place to sign up."
Jiang Wuyi looked around, feeling a little dazed.
It is the first time that Lord Dragon God has done such a thing in his life. It can be seen that Xiaolong's eyes are full of anticipation, and he doesn't want to lose face, so he has no choice but to bite the bullet and take Xiaolong to the queue, press the dragon's horn, and said: "Wait here, I will replace you." You take the sign."
Charles nodded obediently, took out the small horn and hugged it, and stood there waiting for Jiang Wuyi to come back.
However, he looked left and right, and soon saw a familiar person—it was Shen Sansi who told his fortune for him!
I saw Shen Sansi holding an instrument on his back, and was kindly pulling a young man in blue to greet him: "My friend, I saw that your seal is black, which is an ominous sign! And there is a dampness between your eyebrows, presumably it must be I committed a water evil... "
The man looked thin and weak, holding a guqin, but unexpectedly, he was violent. He threw him away and scolded: "Where did you come from, such a stinking liar! How dare you lie to me?"
After saying that, he wanted to make a move, Shen Sansi hurriedly ran away: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now!"
He was quick to smear the soles of his feet with oil, so he avoided a burst of punches, turned his head and saw Xiaolong Zaizai again, looked around cautiously, and was relieved when he didn't see Jiang Wuyi, and ran to Long Zaizai, enthusiastically hello.
"Friends, we meet again, we are so destined!"
Long Zizai was amazed at his familiarity and cheekiness, but felt that this person was very funny. He looked at the musical instrument behind him curiously and asked, "What is this? A musical instrument?"
Shen Sansi smiled and said: "It's a musical instrument, this is the erhu."
Seeing the child looking over, Shen Sansi generously handed over the erhu, taking advantage of the opportunity to publicize: "This erhu is a very powerful instrument... Oh, young master, are you going to play the suona?"
Shen Sansi looked at him strangely, Long Zai Zai heard his tone and expression strangely, and asked: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that not many people learn this instrument."
Probably the children like themselves to be special. Hearing that there are not many people who learn Suona, Xiaolong is happy.
Shen Sansi took the opportunity to flatter: "So you can compete with the suona, my friend, you must be an extraordinary person!"
Xiaolong Zaizai was so ecstatic by the praise, he couldn't help laughing: "Actually, I haven't learned it for long, but I think I'm still very talented."
"This is inevitable. Your talent is better than ordinary people. No matter what you do, you must be a leader."
Shen Sansi was full of boastful words, and he never thought of it. Then he thought about it, and said: "My friend, look... you are a suona, I am an erhu, both of which are extremely powerful instruments. If you pass the preliminary round , we can form a duo to participate in the next competition, how about it?"
Xiaolong Zizai laughed immediately: "Of course, my name is Charles Ryan, and I know your name is Shen Sansi!"
Shen Sansi looked honored, tasted his name, and then asked: "Charles? You look different from us, and your name is also very strange. Are you a foreigner?"
Xiaolong nodded, and asked after deep thought: "I've never seen you like this before, where is the young master from?"
This time, Long Zizai was alert and vigilant, and said vaguely: "Anyway, you don't know, anyway, it's far away."
Shen Sansi is a sensible person, so he didn't ask any more questions, and quickly thought of something, coughed lightly and asked: "By the way, you... the person next to you that day, isn't there?"
Dragon Cub didn't react, and said naturally: "It's not here."
He went to get the sign, and of course he wasn't here.
Shen Sansi heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the dragon cub for a long time, then squatted down with his shoulders quite kindly, and hooked his fingers as if he was going to tell a shocking secret.
Xiaolong turned his ears to listen, hesitant after a while, and said in a low voice: "Friend, do you know why I left suddenly that day?"
Charles shook his head: "Why?"
Shen Sansi sighed: "To tell you the truth, my eyes are different from ordinary people, and I can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Guess what I saw on that person?"
Charles asked curiously, "What did you see?"
"Blood fiend! The monstrous blood fiend!"
He spoke in a much lower voice, as if he was afraid of being heard, and then said: "That man must have done something outrageous, and not only killed one or two lives, what a god... That resentment is wrapped in blood, so strong that I can hardly see his face!"
Shen Sansi looked terrified when he said this, Long Zaizai was stunned, and he said again: "I saw that you are innocent and pure, and your breath is pure, so I remind you that if you get along with this person, you must be very careful. keep away."
When Long Zai Zai heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and his eyes widened: "How can you say that about Jiang Yan!"
Shen Sansi was in a dilemma, after much deliberation, he still patted his shoulder: "Young master, what I said is really not nonsense, do you know what else I can see from that blood demon?"
Charles only felt a little dazed and asked, "What?"
Shen Sansi's expression suddenly became serious: "If it's bloody, maybe this person has some difficulties, so that's all..."
"But this resentful blood fiend is mostly of the same blood as him, and he is clearly of the same race as he has a very close relative!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dragon Cub shivered instantly.
For some reason, he thought of that monstrous keel knife again, and kept replaying that weird feeling of fear and oppression in his mind.
While the two were squatting on the ground, Charles suddenly felt that Shen Sansi beside him was stiff all over. He was surprised, and when he looked closely, there was another person behind him and Shen Sansi besides the shadows on the ground.
Xiaolong blinked, turned his head and looked against the light, and the person behind him was Jiang Yan.
Jiang Wuyi was holding a wooden sign in his hand, and he didn't know how long he stood there. Seeing the dragon cub looking over, he didn't reach out to pull him up as usual, but just looked at him with those dark pupils, and held the wooden sign Pass it in front of him, and speak lightly.
"anything else."
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"I Really Didn't Have a Secret Love for You" Copywriting
[Pipi Shrimp Mensao Green Tea Attack × Wearing Books Small Antique Sword Cultivator]
The honest and dutiful Shen Qiu transmigrated into a comprehension novel. Firstly, he was not in the mood to change his fate against the sky, and secondly, he was not crazy and wanted to dominate the comprehension world. He lived with the situation for sixteen years and devoted himself to being the assisting NPC on the protagonist's way to become a god.
However, in a seminar, he and the protagonist's biggest golden finger became the male protagonist in the pornographic book together!
The notebook said that Shen Qiu loved and forbeared, with deep affection, the rumors intensified until the whole world felt that he was secretly in love with the young master of the Demon Sect, but only God knew, he didn't even remember what the young master looked like.
From then on, he missed the young master when he looked at the moon, missed the young master when he looked at the flowers, and even an injury could be said to be lovesickness. Shen Qiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and went down the mountain with his sword to find Le Fengsheng.
"Young Master Le, I really don't have a crush on you..."
Le Fengsheng took half a step back: "Young hero respects himself."
Shen Qiu:? ?
So the storybook began to be updated again—a letter:
Shen Qiu acted recklessly, holding a sword to force marriage to the young master of the Demon Sect!
Shen Qiu: ...
The young master put away his pen, hiding merit and fame deeply.
Shen Qiu originally thought that Le Shisheng was a gentleman with no time for a bright moon,
Lian, who emerges from the mud but not stained, is open-minded, open-minded and sincere, with a sense of sadness and touching, even seeing others hurt can't bear to cry...
Until he found out—the above were all pretense.
———
Later, Shen Qiu looked at the protagonist who was finally on the road to becoming a god, and smiled gratifiedly: "I once had a story that I really liked, and I really hope to see this story come true."
Le Shisheng thought about the erotic books about the two in the study, blushed rarely, and held Shen Qiu's hand reservedly.
"me too!"
Shen Qiu:? ?
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