Wang Yue Han

The living room was silent for a moment, dressed in a red dress that was complicated and elegant, there was a faint fragrance floating everywhere it passed, and the candlelight became dark and colorless, proud but not delicate, gorgeous but not vulgar, with light cinnabar on the forehead, long eyebrows Flying lightly into the temples, a pair of phoenix eyes are like black agate, clear and transparent, everything can be seen clearly, the corners of the lips are slightly raised with a slight smile, this is the passionate autumn leaves March; March a pair of jade The foot is light on the ground, a copper bell is tied with a red thread at the ankle, and it rings crisply with his footsteps. When he walked in front of that rich man, he said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, why should Mr. Qian do it for two people?" Is this yellow-mouthed kid disturbing your interest?"; "Yes, yes, Mr. Sanyue is right, I don't have time to pay attention to those poor boys, so as not to stain my eyes and cause me to waste Mr. Sanyue like this Isn't it a great pity for the immortal." The man looked bad at first glance, squinting at Sanyue and swallowing his saliva, and wanted to take the opportunity to steal the fragrance, but was dodged by Sanyue skillfully; the stunning beauty of Sanyue, On the one hand, he looks like Pan An, on the other hand, he dances the universe. His dancing skills are equal to those of Chunsheng Fireworks, but there are some things that are known in March, and fireworks are also known, but ordinary people don't know. There is his exclusive soft couch, which is covered with white plush blankets, so that when he gently lies down on the couch, it attracts common eyes; everyone in the hall is crowded together for a while, wanting to get close to the stage to enjoy the eyes of San Yue , who made this son of March, with his gestures and gestures, his temperament is mixed, and he is invisible; there is a bamboo curtain on the east side of the stage, and there are ten feet of soft red gauze on both sides, which is the musician's seat. It was Mr. March who opened the stage, and he had already prepared it well. As long as March gives an order, he will play the song that March needs today, but he waited for a long time, but he did not see any instructions from March. Knowing the temper of this Sanyue son, he has always acted rashly and never cared about others, but if anyone accidentally suffers wronged here, he will be given a lot of money, and the reward will be doubled. Of course, the premise is that After the son of Sanyue has exhausted his sex and made his heart happy, he doesn't know whether the world is a lunatic or a fool. He actually gave a lot of money to such a strange person for nothing. caught.

Those wealthy young men were still crowded and noisy, Jiang Zihan remained calm, and the waiter went back and forth, replacing the wine on each table with hot wine, Yan Ziyao was not good at wine, so he had to drag the waiter to ask for a pot of Dahongpao, Accompanying Jiang Zihan there in a daze; Yan Ziyao looked back around the stage, densely surrounded by a group of ordinary people, and seeing Jiang Zihan also came here, he pondered for a long time before asking: "Hey, you said you came here to find an old friend, That old man of yours, could it be that coquettish young man on the stage?"; Jiang Zihan still had a pot of peach blossoms left on his body, he sipped the wine, stroked his beard and hair hanging down his temples, and replied with a half-smile: "Yes, and no."; Half a quarter later, Jiang Zihan didn't move, and Sanyue still didn't move, everyone in the audience was a little impatient, and some people who had just entered the room and didn't know the rules had started to make noise, clamoring for Sanyue to perform dances to cheer up, Sanyue Yue Heng raised his eyebrows slightly angrily, the servant in the hall knew what he meant, he quickly stepped up and dragged the troublemaker out with his hands, he sighed softly in his heart, who let himself speak quickly just now, but that was also to relieve him of his troubles, If the mountain doesn’t come, it’s me, then I can only come and go to the mountain; He propped himself up on the couch, walked off the stage slowly, pushed away the crowd, walked up to Jiang Zihan, and gently invited: “Can you invite this young master, for your favor?” Let me play the piano and help me dance."; Once San Yue said this, the other people who were behind him were not happy, why did he spend a lot of money, and San Yue was stingy with even giving him a straight look? , and Jiang Zihan dared to treat him indifferently. , these two people were just begging and waiting for an answer, and only the right and the master knew what they were doing at the moment. Sanyue stared at Jiang Zihan without moving her eyes, and she had already gritted her teeth in her heart: "Little Zhuzi, I just want to say something to you. Knock out the musicians, and take revenge on me by smashing my place!"; "It depends on your performance." Jiang Zihan remained calm, drinking the wine by himself, his eyes erratic; Sanyue forced a smile, and leaned over to Jiang Zihan Sitting on his lap, his thin arms wrapped around Jiang Zihan's neck, as if throwing himself into his arms. He turned his head and whispered in Jiang Zihan's ear: "The conditions are up to you, first help me pass the test!"; There is a beautiful woman in his arms, but Jiang Zihan can't help but smile bitterly. He said in anger that he is a child with a yellow mouth. With the character of the other party, the musicians are all in his ears. If he chooses a substitute musician, he must be himself, so he agreed. The musician had a dream, which made him fall into a deep sleep, and then waited for Sanyue to beg him. Obviously, this method was very effective, but this throwing him in his arms...isn't it a bit too much?

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the two of them with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Not to mention letting Sanyue throw himself into his arms, even if Mr. Sanyue asked them to carry the shoes, they would be very happy. However, even in their dreams, they never imagined this kind of treatment; Jiang Zihan couldn't get off the tiger, so he hugged Sanyue's waist, jumped up lightly with his feet, passed the shoulders of those mortals, and went straight to the stage. Under the bamboo curtain, he flung it vigorously, and after the red silk rolled up the lyre on the piano case, he was pulled back by Sanyue's sleeves. There is a guqin on the piano table, the ten fingers are long, and the piano is also faint. Since the parting that year, he has not played this song for many years; the foot of March is like the wind, splashing invisible ripples, and the red silk rolls like a sea of ​​waves The waves are endless, seemingly tender but as hard as iron, the corners of the dancer's lips are smiling, and the orchid fingers are twisted just right, a bit more is too soft, a bit less is too stiff, the copper bell on the ankle, one sound, like The forest ghost summons the soul, and everyone in the audience is intoxicated by it, unable to extricate themselves; on the stage, the piano and dance complement each other, and the two protagonists cooperate seamlessly. Yan Ziyao saw it in his eyes, but felt that the tea in his hand was too bitter. He inadvertently glanced at the audience's reaction, Gradually find out the difference, no matter how exquisite a mortal's dancing is, it can't make people drunk, Jiang Zihan is a monster, and this person seems to be very close to him, could it be... a monster?However, although Yan Ziyao made such a conclusion, he didn't dare to directly go up and ask questions. After all, there are too many mortals here. If this monster is born with a fierce nature, it would be a great crime to hurt innocent people; the dance music is coming to an end, Jiang Zihan lowered his eyebrows Gently fiddled with every note, and with seriousness, even Sanyue lightly pulled the red silk ribbon across his temples without blinking, the red silk pulled Jiang Zihan's pink peaches from the temples, and the flowers floated into the air again Slowly falling, the ending of a song is brisk and comfortable, Sanyue steps on the syllables and steps, spinning a wonderful picture scroll; when the picture freezes, Sanyue stands on one foot, with one foot bent backward, the center of the sole of the foot is just right Catching the pink peach, Jiang Zihan wiped it with ten fingers, the seven strings trembled and the song ended, San Yue leaned back his lower body, the whole process he was as if he had no bones in his body, when the corner of his lips touched the pink peach, he held it with his lips After picking up the pink peach, I put my feet down and straightened up to stand steadily. I danced all over the city, as it should be; Well, Sanyue defines himself as a nobleman, and based on his strength, no one dares to say what to do with him, because the graves of those who have had such thoughts are already three feet away, because those people will end up All of them lost their reputations and died miserably. Fortunately, the people in the hall were able to dance a song, and they attracted a couple of gangsters to enter the West Chamber, looking for a night of romance; He asked the waiter to prepare a wing room, and accompanied Yan Ziyao until the tea was cooled, and then he dragged people upstairs to the wing room.

The second floor is the Ecstasy Residence, which can be described as endless night and night. No matter how good the sound insulation of the room is, it can't block the singing and singing. However, from the second floor to the elegant room on the third floor, you have to walk through the side room; Yan Ziyao silently recited the Heart Sutra, but Those ecstasy sounds lingered even more. He wanted to escape as soon as possible, but Jiang Zihan stood in front of him intentionally or unintentionally and walked slower and slower. In desperation, he had no choice but to pretend to be calm, and he had greeted the repairers here countless times in his heart; Upstairs, those melodious sounds finally disappeared, Jiang Zihan was familiar with the road, found Fengzi Yajian and opened the door to enter, the door slammed softly, the people waiting inside greeted him, and asked with a smile: "How is my performance today?" But before he and Jiang Zihan resumed their old relationship, Yan Ziyao called out Jingyue, put his sword on Sanyue's neck, and said in a cold voice: "You are a demon."; "You are a demon." Three Yue flicked Jingyue away, sat back to her seat with a smile on her face, and said: "Are all cultivators as ignorant as you?" Yan Ziyao did not put down Jingyue and retorted: "If I am ignorant, How would you know that you are a demon, you really do a good job at hiding, but monsters can confuse everyone the most, this is where you made mistakes."; There are some drinks and melon seeds on the round wooden table, and San Yuexu sits at the table, crossing his legs , knocking melon seeds leisurely, without any sense of crisis, throwing away the melon shells just sowed: "I know one thing but not the other, little Taoist priest, have you heard of the Qingqiu spirit fox?".