Wedding Dress (GL)

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Book Title: Wedding Dress (gl)

Author: Wei Lao

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martial arts story.

In the south of Sichuan, there is a sea of ​​bamboo, and there are aunts and fairies who live in huts, not walking on the mundane world.

There are mountains in the northwest, and ghosts cry at night, and temptresses often cause disasters, which is not tolerated by the rivers and lakes.

After "good" and "evil" confront each other for a long time,

Xia Qinghan plucked the strings of the qin, and said with a warm smile: "I lost, what song does the girl want to hear?"

Content tags: Rivers and lakes grievances, love, revenge, nuè scum

Search keywords: Protagonist: Xia Qinghan, Yan Ran┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

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☆、Introduction

After Shunqiu, the weather became cooler and more pleasant.The purple bamboo forest in southern Sichuan is also smudged into blue and yellow by the autumn, with a layer of dead leaves spread on the ground, and the water and birds chirping in the secluded bamboo, making people feel at ease and forget their worries.Six or seven miles into the forest, you can see a delicate and ingenious bamboo building, which blends with the forest sea and forms an interesting contrast.

An uninvited guest from a distance stepped on the bamboo waves and looked at the woman practicing calligraphy by the window in the small building for a long time, sighed, holding the dust Buddha in her hand, and flew down like a big bird with outstretched arms, and landed in the small building, in front of the bamboo window .After standing still, he turned out to be a blue-robed Taoist priest with white eyebrows and hair.

Xia Qinghan inside the room finished writing the last stroke, and then stopped, because she was familiar with it, she didn't feel surprised and confused, she got up and smiled at the Taoist priest: "Uncle Bo, please sit in the room, and I'll make a cup of Shutao tea."

"No need," the old Taoist stopped, "I just want to nag you with a few words, so I'll leave!"

Xia Qinghan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Say it."

"That monster——ah, that girl is going to get married. She is the third child of the Nangong family in Yanzhou. The wedding invitations have been sent out, and she will be married in half a month." He couldn't help saying a word of relief: "The Nangong family has a strict family style. His second son's martial arts foundation is a bit weak, but there is nothing wrong with his character. He is honest and generous. That Ghost Jing married in the past. She must have manipulated others. But don't even think about bullying her—you, you, don't worry about that girl, this debt should be let go."

The old Taoist took a closer look at Xia Qinghan, saw that she was a little stunned, and didn't know if she was listening. He shook his head and sighed, "Of all things, 'obsession' is the most important thing! She lives in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and sooner or later she will marry and have children. You know it well, but why bother now? When your master was alive, he often boasted to me that you are talented and intelligent, with excellent understanding, and you will definitely be able to understand the "Xiaobi Jue" before the age of 35... Alas, I was looking forward to it After you know this news, you can completely cut off this root and concentrate on martial arts. Who would have thought that you are so indifferent on the surface, but you are so stubborn in your bones..."

Hearing the old Taoist mention Master, Xia Qinghan just woke up from the fugue, and a tinge of blood came back on his pale cheeks: "Uncle Uncle, don't say any more, I know Uncle's painstaking efforts - but the words of love can't be controlled by others. Never eradicated it." Xia Qinghan shook her head helplessly, showing a gentle smile, and said softly like a dream: "I want to go to Yanzhou to see her again, to see if she is doing well, after this glance, we will never see each other again in this life."

"That's it! That's it!" The old Taoist swung his whisk and strode away. After a few steps, he stepped over the small building and entered the bamboo forest that covered the sky and the sun. It was hard to find, and there was only one sentence from afar: "Treasure."

The old Taoist priest had already left, and Xia Qinghan stood in front of the window for a while before picking up his pen and dipping in the ink again. After a long hesitation, he wrote two dignified and beautiful words:

Yan Ran.

☆、Chapter 2

Xia Qinghan and Yan Ran first met four years ago.

At that time Xia Qinghan's master Layman Jing'an passed away within half a year, Zizhu Forest broke the tranquility of the past and greeted him. There were often old friends and old friends of Layman Jing'an who mourned and condoled, and occasionally some people from the rivers and lakes with different purposes were mixed in.That day, she had just dispatched a group of brats who came to challenge and wanted to make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes. When they turned their faces and looked at the trampled flowers and plants and scattered swords and weapons in the yard, they couldn't help sighing slightly. ----There are more and more people with nothing to do, what a pity the vegetation in this yard.

Xia Qinghan packed up the broken weapons and tidied up the yard. After finishing the work, it was evening, the sun was setting, and the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest could be heard, which aroused Xia Qinghan's interest in playing the piano. Going outside the house, I improvised a song "Drunk Fisherman Sings Evening".The sound of the piano is leisurely, and with the sound of the sky and the waves, it is getting better and better.

It's just that a piece of music was played in the middle, and was suddenly interrupted by a sneer: "Pretentious, it's unbearable!"

Xia Qinghan was stunned. Looking around, there was no one in the courtyard, so he knew it was a visitor who refused to show his true face.Xia Qinghan had a gentle temperament, and didn't blame the visitor for being rude, so he stopped his hands and asked, "Pretentious, what's the explanation?"

The man didn't seem to expect that she was not angry or scolding, but asked a question instead, and after a pause, he said sarcastically, "This song was composed by Lu Luwang and Pi Ximei when they saw the fisherman's drunken song. It should be bold and unrestrained." Unruly and free and easy, but under your guidance, he looks like a bearded man imitating his daughter's combing his hair and nodding his lips, hey, it's full of makeup, isn't it pretentious enough, isn't it ridiculous enough?"

"What the girl said is that I can't comprehend the artistic conception of 'drunkenness, the sun and the moon in the pot', so it's naturally tasteless. Thank you for your pointers." Xia Qinghan smiled with a gentle voice.

But the aggressive person fell silent, and it took a long time before he said coldly: "I am the mistress of Zhuxin Xiaozhu. I am just a coward who swallows everything!" After listening carefully, that There was a bit of annoyance in the deserted voice.

Xia Qinghan immediately understood why the girl came, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once the master left, he didn't care about right and wrong in the world, and wanted to try Zhuxin Xiaozhu's swordsmanship... Xia Qinghan just sent a group of people away this morning. Right now, I really don't want to fight with others anymore, so I shook my head and said in a voice: "It's getting late, there are many insects and snakes in the forest at night----girl, please go back." After saying that, he wanted to take the piano and go back to the house.

"Speaking of which, I'm still a coward," the visitor who never showed up suddenly laughed, "I'll let you if you don't like to talk to me, but I have to look at the sword skills! It seems that I can only bother your master tonight, but I don't know if her old bones can stand the toss!"

Xia Qinghan frowned when he heard the words, turned around and looked at a certain place in the bamboo forest with a serious expression, and said: "The dead are dead, and I hope the living will not disturb you!"

"You Central Plains people have so many taboos—it's a pity that I admire Lay Jing'an very much. I've come here, so I can't just take a trip!" The visitor's tail raised, as if it was a very fulfilling thing to annoy Xia Qinghan .

"My good sister, lead me to meet your master!" Accompanied by laughter, a few cold stars shot out from the bamboo forest, and the strong wind was blowing towards her. , made a clever effort to take the aim as far as possible.The dozens of silver needles were nailed to the door frame, the tips of the needles were dark green, obviously poisoned.

Xia Qinghan saw that the visitor was making a killing move, sighed slightly, flew over with a touch of his toes, broke off a bamboo branch in the forest to make a sword, and said to the visitor: "It's not easy to grow herbs in my yard. It's a pity to get hurt, if you want to compete, it's better to open up here. Is the girl still not showing up?"

"Bah!" There was a clear silver bell above Xia Qinghan's head, and a gray shadow slashed at her from top to bottom, with a shy and annoyed voice: "I also said that you are different from those hypocrites, as a result, as a result--- - Are you looking down on me when you challenged me with bamboo sticks?"

The angle of this move was tricky and fierce, Xia Qinghan was stunned when he heard the words, and was forced to retreat a few steps before barely avoiding it. The slender lancet wiped her ear and cut off a strand of hair.Xia Qinghan took advantage of the opportunity to press a bamboo branch against her blade, and said calmly; "I'm not underestimating girls, weapons are fierce, and they can hurt people when they are unsheathed. In the past, I used bamboo branches in my martial arts training. It has been a long time, compared to soldiers. For blades, bamboo branches are more convenient."

"Well, are you afraid of hurting me?" The visitor was obviously a moody person. He was ashamed and annoyed at first, but now he laughed again, his hands were merciless, and he swung his knife backhand diagonally, pointing at the vitals. "You are really interesting. Good sister, you are so talkative, why don't you show me the formulas of your sect?" 1/43 12345678 Next Last