no tomb song

In the early summer in southern Hubei, the little lotus is showing its tip.

Guicheng is the season when the business exchanges between the north and the south are like weaving.This year, the city is much more noisy than in previous years. The gangsters armed with knives and swords made the inns and restaurants crowded.

There is no other reason, the [-]th birthday of Deng Tongzhou, the owner of Dengjiabao.

The rivers and lakes are full of wind and rain, he was able to create such a big family business, and he lived safely until his seventies, which shows that this old man Deng is extraordinary.Although Deng Tongzhou himself had closed the door for a long time and did not ask about ordinary matters, his seniority was high, and the Dengjiabao had been flourishing in recent years, so this birthday had to be done.At a young age, it was his own birthday, but at an older age, it was the excitement of the entire world.

People always like to join in the fun.

Upstairs in Zuiyue, a group of young disciples are flattering a young man in brocade clothes: "...Brother Wan went down the mountain this time, he picked up Heihuzhai with a single sword, quelled the banditry in Jiayu, and severely injured the four ugliness in eastern Hunan. The Wuyi faction greatly raised their prestige. I heard that the head of the sect has got the news, and has specially ordered people to make swords for his brothers. After this fight to celebrate the birthday of Deng Daxia, he will definitely show his face in the martial arts. When we go back, we can meet Miss Tu Marriage. Prosperous in the spring breeze, let me wait for the younger brother to be envious."

"I heard that Ms. Tu was born quite beautiful, senior brother is really lucky."

"Brother got married this time, I don't know how many heroines will be secretly sad..."

"But from now on, this can be regarded as a bridle on the wild horse. I heard that Miss Tu's temperament is just like her father..."

Na Wan Zhong is the son of Wan Jianghe, the head of the Wuyi School, he was very proud to hear these compliments.But when someone mentioned his marriage, he showed a bit of displeasure: "It's not unusual for a man to have three wives and four concubines. If she marries her husband, since she married me, she will respect me in everything."

The gaffe was a little embarrassed, so he had to utter some nonsense that raised his eyebrows and made a good relationship for a hundred years.

But I heard a voice lacking in confidence saying: "Then what about Junior Sister Pan?"

Wan Zhong said displeased, "What does it have to do with her?"

Those who are knowledgeable and interested, quickly changed the subject and signaled to Wan Zhong with his eyes: "That Miss Liao has been following us since Jiayu...Senior brother, I'm afraid this has caused another peach blossom."

Those who were curious stole a peek and sighed: "Although the complexion is a little darker, the appearance is so delicate... It seems to be shy just looking at the temperament."

Wan Zhong lowered his head and took a sip of wine, covering up the sarcasm on his face: "Wufengmen, what's so good about the Lingnan school that I've never heard of."

While they were talking, no one noticed that there was a big man with beard and poor clothes, holding a long package, and glanced at them lightly from the corner.

While everyone was commenting on the girl in whispers, a man dressed as a family servant came into the restaurant and bowed his hands to the guests all over the building: "All friends from the Jianghu have worked hard all the way. Please wait for a long time, and by the order of my patriarch, Mr. Deng, please follow me. Come, go to the farm to have some wine and vegetables."

The time has come, Deng Jiabao sent someone to lead the way.

So the upstairs guests got up one after another and followed the man to Dengjiabao.

Dengjiabao is also in the north of the city.In order to welcome guests, boats of all sizes have long been waiting on the shore.Everyone boarded the boat one after another, because of the crowd, when Wan Zhong went up, he was bumped into by the bearded man.

He frowned, and just met a ray of resentment but not resentment on the opposite boat.

That Miss Liao was wearing a light yellow shirt, standing gracefully on the opposite boat, her eyes were full of tears, like tears.Although this girl is good-looking, she is not considered a great beauty, and she behaves timidly, she looks easy to bully.But once in a while she glanced at her, but it always caught Wan Zhong's heart itching uncontrollably.

To Wan Shaoxia, this little girl is simply a piece of meat delivered to her door.

So he straightened his back, pressed his sword, and nodded at her reservedly.There was some deep affection in his eyes again, and he watched her shyly bow her head and go into the cabin.

Dengjiabao deserves to be the largest village in southern Hubei. Although there are many guests, there is always order in front of the door.The servants are neatly attired and well-trained, leading all the guests from all walks of life to pay their respects to the village.The lead is not entirely disorderly.There is one way with invitations, another way without invitations; there is one way for close neighbors, and another way for distant visitors; those sects that are familiar with each other and have contacts with each other, the seats are arranged close to each other; sects that are not happy with each other, or even discord, the seats are mutually exclusive. separate...

Wan Zhong and others came from Cambodia, and they were from the Wuyi sect, so they naturally won the seat with their heads held high.That Miss Liao sat with some guests from the Southwest sect.

Looking around, almost half of the famous schools in Nanwulin have arrived.Some of the young people still showed a little bit of youthful face to each other, while others couldn't wait to mutter, look around, and whisper to each other.Quite a few of the old people knew each other, or held hands from a distance, or talked openly, and the big hall was full of laughter and noise, which was very lively.

Deng Tongzhou was short and fat, dressed in brocade, he looked like an ordinary rich man.Amiable, it seems that he is not good at words.After thanking all the guests, he sat down with a smile and left everything to his eldest son, Deng Ji.

The descendants and disciples of Deng's family came forward one by one and offered birthday gifts one by one.The guests were naturally not far behind, and there were enough treasures to open everyone's eyes.A one-foot-tall eucalyptus tree and a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng are nothing more than ordinary things.Many strange treasures with unimaginable uses make people amazed again and again.

Pharmacist Valley sent a pair of anti-poison beads, it is said that when worn on the body, the poisons in the world cannot get close; Qingcheng sent a pair of hand-width shackles. nothing.The Junshan faction sent a pair of swords, which they said were the works of the former master swordsmith Xie Duo, whose profits could be shared with the tide of the Qiantang River.

Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement, but they saw that the Jiuhua Sect also presented the birthday gift, which was a humble grass.

Those who were curious couldn't help asking: "Boss Deng's birthday, why did you send a grass?"

The person from the Jiuhua Sect who came to celebrate his birthday today is the younger brother of the head of the sect, and the moon-holding sword cannot be opened.He twisted his beard and smiled and said: "This herb is called Lingdingcao, and it can be used as medicine alone, which can make people's mind clear."

It sounds like nothing out of the ordinary.But all martial arts practitioners know that it is not easy to practice high-level kung fu, and when performing kung fu, the most important thing is the clarity of the Lingtai.Therefore, it is reasonable for this little grass to be called a rare treasure.

The birthday ceremony gradually filled the ceremony table, and the sky gradually darkened.The drum team was invited to play and sing, and the delicacies and wines were served in a flowing manner.This is the beginning of the feast.

Mr. Wan ate a few delicious dishes, and when he looked up, he saw Miss Liao in the corner, her hair curled up with her fingers, looking over faintly.She didn't say anything, just got up and passed behind the table of the Wuyi faction, her belt fluttered, leaving behind a trail of cool breath.

Satisfied, Wan Zhong also found an excuse to leave the table.

The night was peaceful, and most people in the village were at the banquet, but it seemed that the whole Dengjiabao was a bit empty.Miss Liao seemed a little shy, and went into a garden where the guest room in the villa was located.

Wan Zhong got impatient in chasing her, so he used lightness kung fu and stood in front of her: "A Sheng, you asked me to come out, but you have something to say?"

The girl's voice trembled: "Who told you to come out...you followed here by yourself."

Wan Zhong moved closer, and pushed her against the porch pillar: "Yes, I came here by myself..." He said frivolously sniffing at her hair, feeling a very refreshing and refreshing cool air.

Liao Sheng's voice seemed a little hoarse: "I heard it all. You are going to get married, why do you want to provoke me, a poor girl."

Wan Zhong frowned secretly, but his mouth was still full of affection: "That was the order of my parents, and there was nothing I could do... A Sheng, you know that when I saw you, my heart went with you..."

Miss Liao lowered her head and trembled: "But...but what about your Miss Tu? Brother Zhong, I want to be with you...I will give you whatever you want, but..."

When Wan Zhong heard the phrase "give me anything you want", he immediately became more affectionate: "Don't you know my heart for you? As long as you promise me, I will tell my parents and marry you when I go back... But A Sheng, I'm also afraid, I'm afraid that if you change your mind, it will cause me to waste my time."

"What can I change my mind..."

"I'm afraid you will turn into a bird and fly away..." Wan Zhong touched her flexible waist: "Unless...you gave me..."

After a while, I heard the girl speak hesitantly, her voice trembling violently: "Brother Zhong, don't blame me..."

Wan Zhong was waiting for this sentence, immediately hugged him and flew upstairs.I said in my heart that you teased me all the way, and you only clenched your belt tightly, so you don't want to let me do anything.Still speaking patiently and affectionately, he kicked open the door and put the girl on the bed: "If you want to bear the burden, I will be struck by lightning."

Miss Liao, who had been shaking all the time, suddenly raised her head and smiled sweetly: "That's not necessary."

Wan Zhong was shaken by her smile, and before he had time to think about the meaning of the words, he saw a pair of jade arms around his neck, and then his eyes went dark.

That girl Liao gently pushed him out, and Wan Shaoxia lay on his back like a dead dog, paralyzed on the bed unconsciously.

But the girl turned over and got out of bed deftly, looked around the door, closed the door gently, and locked it.

After finishing all this, she stretched lightly, groped around her dark neck for a while, and peeled off a piece of skin with a grin.

In the bronze mirror, there is a young man with jade complexion and extremely handsome appearance.

The extremely handsome Ning Shu is not handsome at all when doing things.He threw the human skin mask on the table carelessly, and stripped Wan Shaoxia from the waist down, knees up, exposing a certain unspeakable part.

He inspected that part like a businessman picking goods, and then sighed disappointedly: "For this little capital, you need three wives and four concubines, and you have a poor heart. Alas, I'm afraid it's because you went out of practice and burned your brain? "

Thinking that he had dealt with this person for more than half a month at the risk of laughing his belly out, he couldn't help but feel even more depressed.He took off the small water bag around his waist and soaked a veil.Immediately there was a smell of strong alcohol in the room.

Ning Shu wiped Mr. Wan's belongings in disgust, then threw the handkerchief on the ground and kicked it under the bed.

Guessing that the smell of alcohol had dried up, he rolled onto the bed reluctantly, rubbed the man's big hole below the navel expressionlessly, then took off some of the clothes under the long skirt, and sat up on it.

The person under him seemed unable to hold back, and in a coma, he still moaned quite ripplingly.

Your second uncle's.Ning Shu's waist was slung, and her face was angrily: You've got an embroidery needle for cheap.