It was six or seven kilometers away from the ancient city to the hotel. I already had enough to eat, and I was exhausted from exercising in the evening. Shopping in the morning was also very strenuous. After persisting for more than half of the distance, Ling Qingyu couldn't walk anymore.
Yan San didn't even ride a bike, so Yan San directly carried her on his back, and walked the rest of the distance in the lazy afternoon sun. Before arriving at the hotel, Ling Qingyu snored a little on his back.
Sleep until the spa is finished...
The old people were a little tired when they came back with big bags and small bags, so they said that they would not go to play with them at night, but go to a leisure spa and relax by themselves.
Ling Qingyu took advantage of Zhou Ziqing's job in the spa to fully restore her energy, and while the twilight was still light, the group rode their bicycles to the ancient city again.
This time, Ling Qingyu would not ride with others even if he was killed, and insisted on riding by himself.
She didn't wake up until the spa was done. After waking up, the therapist told her not to overeat like this. Her stomach was two times bigger than when she had the treatment yesterday. If this continues, her weight will skyrocket soon.
It's not the same ratio, it will only grow the belly.
As long as he imagined the prospect the therapist said, Ling Qingyu's spine felt a little chilled.
Although she doesn't doubt the feelings of the men at all, Yan San even made such an oath...
but! The men are excellent, beautiful and young, but she is older than them. She has neither peerless talent nor beauty. right!
Yellow-faced woman, yellow-faced woman, that is the prelude to being abandoned!
After being said softly by the therapist, Ling Qingyu, who was in a lazy state because she ate well, slept well, and was very comfortable in the sun, got up all of a sudden.
The sense of crisis is too strong!
Seeing that she was about to tie a white cloth strip on her forehead and write the word "struggle", He Li asked Ye Shishi in a low voice, "What happened this afternoon?"
Ye Shiyi glanced at Yan San, and said sullenly: "The therapist said that if my sister continues to eat like this, she will become a bucket figure with a waist circumference of ten feet, which is not only bad for the body, but also ugly. , the husband will not like it, and said that some of her customers have marriage problems because of their old age and poor body shape."
That dead woman is talking nonsense! It would be better for my sister to become a bucket! If no one else likes it, it's mine alone!
He Li let out a groan, watching Ling Qingyu and Huadong compete with each other to speed up and rush forward, the smile on the corner of his mouth was unbearable.
Buckets with a waistline of ten feet... well, that's a good prospect!
After sunset and dusk, the willows on the moon, the daytime of the ancient city of Lijiang is elegant and classic, floating with a lazy and leisure atmosphere, but when the dusk falls and the lights are first turned on, it is an ambiguous and charming scenery. The bright red lanterns emit dizzy light, even the air There is an air of romance in it.
There are many bars here, and at night, there is laughter and laughter.
The bar with activities that Zhou Ziqing and the others found was quite large, with a large stage in the middle. When they arrived, the bar was already full of people, swaying their bodies with the intense rock rhythm, mixed with noisy shouts. Amidst the music, frothy beer mugs dangled above people's heads.
Zhou Ziqing had already booked a table in advance, but there were too many people, and there were only two small tables left for them, with a temporary small bench next to them.
After letting Ling Qingyu and the ladies sit down, Zhao Yinfeng and the others chose to stand next to Ling Qingyu, looking at the small bench that couldn't accommodate half of his buttocks, watching the commotion of the crowd.
Here, people will not ask you where you are from, where you are, or where you are going. Here, there are only beer and music, and there are freely swaying bodies to vent your emotions.
Here, no matter how old you are or what your background is, you only need to have a young heart and a willing young heart.
Everyone in the venue, young and old, was jumping crazily, swaying in various poses with the music, and a few young people in the middle danced hip-hop, which won waves of applause.
Ling Qingyu moved a few people and just sat down for a while before jumping up, squeezed into the crowd and danced together.
Ling Qingyu conveniently pulled Yan Qi who was standing next to him to the field. At first, she led Yan Qi, but within two minutes, it was Yan Qi who led her.
Yan Qi's water snake waist, don't be too sexy and seductive when you twist it!
Five minutes later, he learned to stick to Ling Qingyu's body from bottom to top, from back to front, and then hooked the back of her head with his orchid fingers, and twisted his body to the music to make her close to him, kissed touched her lips.
It caused a deafening applause from the people next to him.
Ling Qingyu was dizzy from being kissed, looking at his radiant peach blossom eyes, he secretly said something bad, if he continued to seduce him like this, he would not be able to hold back.
Ignoring Yan Qi's mournful gaze, Ling Qingyu hurriedly changed people, and this time caught the most honest Ying Jiu.
Ying Jiu was honest, when Ling Qingyu pressed her body and slowly shook her body, her handsome face blushed like an eggplant, the hand holding her waist was as stiff as iron, and she moved little by little following her steps, Seeing her winking eyes like silk, under the light, she seemed to be filled with water. The light in her eyes reminded him of the sexy lingerie he picked out...
"Master..." Ying Jiu wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, covered her nose with the other, and said softly: "Master, Jiu... can't do it..."
Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the hard thing below was growing at an extremely fast speed. He secretly thought that something was wrong, so he quickly dragged him back to his seat, pressed him on the sofa seat, and then gave him a glass of ice water .
"Sister teach me!" Hurrying ahead of Zhao Yinfeng, Ye Shiyi directly pulled Ling Qingyu out of the sofa seat, hugged her and squeezed into the crowd.
Ying Shisan looked at Ying Jiu and held back a laugh, and asked in a low voice, "Want to help?"
Ying Jiu drank the ice water in one gulp, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and said, "No need!"
"Dangdangdangdang" sounded three times, and the music stopped abruptly, causing Ye Shigang to stagger and almost fall in the posture he was about to take. He hugged Ling Qingyu tightly into his arms, and looked at the knocking man on the stage with hatred. clock man.
"Everyone, the bonfire has been set up. Please move out, our bonfire party has begun!" Before the man finished speaking, there was a burst of applause, and then the crowd rushed outside.
The bar is not far from the square in the center of the ancient city, only tens of meters away.
At this time, a huge bonfire had been lit in the center of the square. On one side was a band surrounded by speakers, and on the other side were Naxi people holding various Dongba musical instruments. Between the two, four big drums were erected.
There were some small benches scattered around the bonfire, but more people sat on the ground, leaving a large space in the middle, and waiting there would be a sea of joy.
Xiang Dong came out early, occupied a place with the best view near the river, laid out cushions, and invited everyone to sit down as soon as they came.
When Sum came out, he packed up all the snacks that were ordered on the table, while Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng carried four boxes of beer, put the food and drink in the middle, and a group of people sat down around them.
The bottle opener was useless, so Ying Shisan directly lifted the bottle cap and handed it to Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun, who took it and saw that the men were drinking directly from the mouth of the bottle, so they took a sip as well. , um, it feels really good.
There were still people gathering in the venue, Ling Qingyu and Huadong Zhou Ziqing were talking about their harvest today, talking about the good shop, while the men were talking curiously while looking at the people in Naxi costumes.
Cheng Jia was very interested in this kind of Dongba script, so he paid attention to it when he passed by a Dongba script bookstore in the morning. When he saw an old man in a full Dongba costume, he went up to inquire about it. The old Dongba seemed irresistible. After leaving words for each other, the two returned with a piece of paper with Dongba hieroglyphs written on it.
Zhao Yinfeng took the paper and looked left and right, and asked, "What kind of ghostly symbols are drawn here?"
"Don't talk nonsense, these are words of blessing." Cheng Jia took the paper from his hand, folded it carefully and put it in his arms, saying: "The words that have been handed down here for many years are full of aura, so don't underestimate them." The blessing text that Old Man Ba specially wrote to him, with the pious blessing of Old Man Dongba, was specially asked for Ling Qingyu.
"The theory of witches and Gu in the southern border still has some truth, and the third brother has to believe it." Seeing Zhao Yinfeng's disapproval, Ye Shixi said with a smile, besides, their existence shows that there are gods and spirits in this world.
Crowds gathered in the square, the host rang the bell, the field fell silent, the leisurely Dongba music sounded, and the old man in Dongba costume sang a distant tune, the tone was simple, but with ancient and sacred meaning, wearing Naxi The women in ethnic costumes lined up, singing along with the singing of the old man while slowly dancing a simple dance around the venue.
After the singing and dancing of blessings, the electronic instrumental music sounded on one side, and the intense drumbeat turned the atmosphere from sacred to lively. The dancing girls came off the stage one after another to pull people in to dance, and the audience on the other side also followed without hesitation, and jumped up together happy dance steps.
After a burst of intense electric guitar sound, the people in the field shouted and spread out, leaving a large space inside.
A girl in a bright red dress with a wreath made of flowers danced cheerfully to the sound of an electric guitar.
The girl's movements were enthusiastic and unrestrained, full of passion in the wild, which attracted the audience's excited applause, and they all stood up and applauded.
At the end of the song, the girl bowed down to salute and said loudly: "We are from Shanghai, and we are dancing friends. I wonder if the friend on the other side would like to have a song too?"
The audience burst into laughter, and then looked in the direction of the girl's finger.
Ling Qingyu was applauding with a piece of cake in his mouth, and when he saw all the eyes of the crowd, the little myopia realized that the girl was referring to her group.
Uh! What's the situation? Ling Qingyu looked at Yan San blankly.
"It's the woman on the open-air balcony." Yan San said flatly.
Ling Qingyu went downstairs quickly at that time, and did not hear Zhao Yinfeng and the others humming dissatisfiedly behind, nor did he see the girl move the book a crack and look at them all from there.
"Is this a challenge?" Zhao Yinfeng asked Cheng Jia while holding a beer bottle.
"It should be right." Cheng Jia laughed.
"Gentlemen over there, what's the matter? Don't you dare? It's okay, let's just have fun, and I won't laugh at you." Seeing that they didn't move, the girl laughed loudly, causing the surrounding crowd to laugh too.
"Damn!" Zhao Yinfeng stood up abruptly, and said, "Being provoked by a little girl, can you bear it?"
"Can you dance?" Meng Su stood up calmly and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Yinfeng was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at He Li, and said, "Can we do that dance?"
"Cheng Jia, go and ask, can you lend us that drum?" He Li put the wine bottle down, stood up and said.
"Of course, General He wants to?" Cheng Jia also stood up and asked.
"It's just a song, and I didn't say that I have to dance, Sum, do you remember that song?" He Li took off his coat and asked.
"Remember." Sum also stood up and said with a slight smile.
"Then let them see what a man's courage is." He Li rolled up his sleeves and raised his eyebrows at Ye Shiyi.
Ye Shiyi took off his coat, twisted his wrist, and said with a smile: "That's right, I haven't played with you for a long time, I wonder if you guys are unfamiliar?"
Meng Su patted his head and said, "You've got to be scared!"
After Cheng Jia asked the Dongba old man, he waved his hand to this side, indicating that there was no problem. He Li, Zhao Yinfeng, Meng Su Yepo and the others took off their coats and only wore T-shirts inside and walked towards the four drums. Walking to the side of the band, I asked them to borrow a flute, and after trying the sound a few times, I looked at the four people standing behind the big drum.
"What are they doing?" Zhou Ziqing asked in confusion.
The four of them were already tall, and their strong muscles supported the beautiful curves of the T-shirts. Their figures seemed to be full of vigorous strength. Just standing behind the big drum like that made people feel excited.
Ling Qingyu's eyes were beating with excitement, and he said softly: "Look, look, what is a man..."
Speaking of which, how long has it been since she saw that scene? That was many years ago, when Ye Po and Ye Po were still teenagers, when Chang'an had just won, and the morale of the Ling family army was booming, at that time, she never thought that it would be such a heavy price to really win the world.
With a bang, the dull and heavy drum sounded, and the scene gradually became quiet. Even the disdainful and provocative girl restrained her expression when she saw the posture of the four of them.
Ye Shiyi brought his flute to his lips, and the Qingyue flute sounded soaring into the sky with Ling Ran's meaning, and then the drumsticks in the hands of the four men fell down.
The sound of the drums ranges from light to heavy, thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-like-a-breeze-breeze-at-first, then thick-pitched-thrill-like-dark-thunder-rolling-by, with the sound of the flute reaching its peak At the place, the four men roared loudly, and the drumsticks in their hands fell like raindrops. The dense drumbeats with the momentum of thunder, like thunder from nine heavens, knocked on people's hearts one after another, arousing the blood and enthusiasm in human nature. , When the audience calmed down, they only felt that their blood was boiling. If there was a guy in his hand, he would imitate those ancients knocking on the shield and screaming loudly.
Like the majestic sound of a stormy drum hitting the most exciting part, the four of them slammed the drumsticks on the side of the big drum. The aftertaste of the last drum sound was still reverberating, and a clear and high-pitched singing sounded.
Do you say no clothes? In the same robe as the son. Wang Yuxing taught me to repair my spear. The same hatred with the son!
Do you say no clothes? Same with Zi. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd. Work with your son!
Do you say no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son. Wang Yuxing division, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with you!
The singing voice was passionate and impassioned like the sound of nature, and with the singing voice and the low-pitched drums and flutes that followed, everyone seemed to see the endless battle formation, and the bright red armor and banners were blowing violently in the wind. Fluttering fiercely, the cold light from the weapon made the sunlight lose its color.
The last Sum's voice was pulled to a high place, and the four men beating the drums also let out a loud roar at the same time: "Kill!"
At that moment, an awe-inspiring murderous aura came over the face, causing those who were a little closer to stagger back a few steps, looking at the four people who looked like war gods descending with excitement with pale faces.
The whole square was silent, only the exciting aftertaste lingered in the crowd, until someone yelled hello.
Ling Qingyu jumped and shouted and clapped vigorously, then gave the men a thumbs up, and blew kisses excitedly.
A sound came out, followed by deafening applause.
A few people put down the drumsticks, thanked the big drum owner, and smiled and thanked the excited crowd who rushed up to say praises, while walking towards the woman who was bouncing around in their house.
Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun looked dull, and turned their heads in a daze to look at the two Internet writers next to them who also looked shocked and speechless, and then looked at things...
Xiang Shi's hand, which was about to feed Huadong, froze around Huadong's lips, and the two maintained the posture of one opening his mouth and the other sending things over, but the things just didn't go in.
"Damn, who are they!" Wu Kun muttered in a low voice, then watched the others shake their heads silently, and drank the beer bottle that had been sitting on his lips for a long time.
It's so shocking, it's so exciting!
This is going to change to ancient times, he will go directly with them with weapons...
"Big brother!" The dancing girl squeezed through the crowd to Zhao Yinfeng's side, grabbed his arm and shouted, "Big brother, my name is Ye Ziwei, please leave a phone call."
Zhao Yinfeng pushed her hand away, smiled wickedly, and said, "I have a master, do you see that my wife is calling me?"
"Just to make friends! I'm from the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe!" Ye Ziwei yelled at the back of him as he hurried away.
Zhao Yin didn't turn back the limelight, and took a big step to grab He Li in front of Ling Qingyu, hugged her up, and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"
"I like it! I like it so much! My man is the best!" Ling Qingyu said, kissed him heavily on the lips, and then patted his shoulder to ask him to put himself down. He raised his hands to look around.
The wounds on their hands were replaced with a simple bandage after she said that, only two layers of gauze were wrapped around it, and now under the force, the gauze was already soaked with blood.
He hurriedly pulled He Li and Meng Su, and saw that the wounds on their hands were already bleeding, and pulled Ye Po again, and he could feel that the wound on his shoulder should have been bleeding again without unbuttoning his T-shirt.
To make such a sky-shattering drum sound, the strength required is not ordinary...
"Let's go back first, Huadong, you guys continue to play." Ling Qingyu turned his head and said to Huadong who finally swallowed the food on his lips, and he had to go back quickly to treat the wound.
Although she was no longer as worried as before, she was so nervous that she didn't even want them to move, but the wound was bleeding again, and she was still very heartbroken.
"Let's go together." Huadong got up and said, after hearing this kind of drumbeat, it's interesting to listen to other things, why not go back and digest the passion that is still stirring in my heart.