Wang Yue Han

A young man loves a beautiful woman, so why doesn't a beautiful woman love a handsome young man?Looking at the girls downstairs, all of them raised their heads, their eyes were shining, and they only hoped that the beautiful young man upstairs would look after him; "Ah...they are all vulgar fans..." He beckoned Xiao Er and said: "Check out!" He took out a certain amount of money, and ordered Xiao Er to buy another jug ​​of old wine. When Xiao Er brought the jug, he closed his folding fan and lifted the jug. Disappearing from the eyes of those nympho girls, without the beautiful boy to see, the crowd naturally dispersed, and Yan Ziyao didn't stay any longer. Seeing that the night was coming, he had to find a place to stay quickly. He crossed the cross street in front of him. , suddenly felt a cool breeze passing by behind him, but when he looked back, there was nothing but a light color flashing past the corner of the street. Maybe a passer-by accidentally touched it. Clothes and a famous sword, Jingyue, nothing long. Walking through the bustling streets, the population is gradually thinning out, and there are many lonely beggars who can be used as quilts everywhere. Yan Ziyao found a barren forest while there was still some light. Preparing to spend the night here, he searched for some dead vines and broken branches of some old trees in the forest, piled them up, and lit them with a fire. Although there are no ferocious birds and beasts in this city, the fire is always warm. It can be kept warm. He added some wooden branches to make the fire burn more vigorously, so he sat down with his legs crossed and closed his eyes to rest; Fueling the flames, the flames shone brightly on the handsome face of the young man, walking like the wind, sitting like a pine tree, at the beginning of Qi training, there was a muddy sound in the flames, Yan Ziyao listened attentively, there was a burning shadow hiding in the distant trees Later, when he saw that he seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, he tiptoed forward. Yan Ziyao didn't know what his intention was, so he kept his composure and waited for the other party to fall into his trap; but those few people were still secretly glad that they walked Like a cat, it didn't get noticed when it was so close. I thought that Yan Ziyao was probably just a paper tiger, just for show. Anyway, not everyone who carries a sword is a martial arts hero. For example, the landlord's house next door The foolish son of his father often hangs on his father and asks his father to find him a famous sword in the world, but in fact, let alone let him fly over the wall, even if he is asked to kill a chicken with a kitchen knife, he is too scared to death. They stopped; they approached the target step by step with luck, their eyes locked on Yan Ziyao's bag and the jade ring around his waist, they saw that Yan Ziyao hadn't opened his eyes, so they boldly stretched out their hands, one by one grabbed the jade ring on Yan Ziyao's waist, One grabs the burden on his back, at this moment, the prey is caught in the net, the hunter is naturally like an eagle hunting a snake, holding down the thief with both hands at the same time, pulling the person behind him somersaulted from behind and throwing him to the front with all his strength with one hand Stabilizing his figure, he used a little bit of strength to firmly squeeze the hand that was holding on to the jade ring, making the two of them howl and wailing, and there was one person behind him, seeing his companion suffering, he raised his fist and was about to rush over. Yan Ziyao didn't move, he raised his hand to push a little energy behind him, touched the man's acupoints from the air, and added a little more strength to his hand, the person whose wrist was pinched by him could no longer hold the jade jue: " If you don’t ask yourself, you are stealing, don’t you understand?”; “Master, spare your life! Spare your life!” The man who wanted to take the jade ring was in pain, and shouted for mercy: “The villain has eyes but can’t see Taishan, offended the hero , please let the hero hold your hand high and let us go..."; "Let you go so that you can do this shitty thing again and harm others? "Yan Ziyao's eyes are firm, he hates the word "stealing" very much, it was this word that caused him to lose his two closest relatives back then.

"No... no... We are also forced by life to make such a bad plan..." What the thief said was the truth. There is no such thing as fairness in the world. Some people are rich and have nothing to worry about. There is no way to make a living, especially when observing these three people carefully, there are more or less flaws in their appearance, whoever sees the world of mortals judges people by their appearance, and these few people are still dressed in rags, they really don't look like treacherous and evil people; Yan Ziyao's heart is moved , Recalling the scene he saw at sunset, it turned out that he had seen these three people before, in that pile of beggars, and together these three people regarded themselves as the children of a rich family and wanted to make some money. The matter is clear, Yan Zi Key then let go of the man, and also unlocked the acupoints of the other two: "The world suffers, I..." Yan Ziyao suddenly paused, since he has already entered the world of mortals, his words should be more customary, so he changed his words : "I mean I can't change the sufferings of the world, and I don't have anything long. This jade ring is a gift from my relatives, so I can't give it to you, but I have a bottle of plaster, which can help the three of you to change your appearance, but you have to get it." Promise me, from now on, keep your own place, and don't steal it for theft."; "We promise! We promise!" When the three heard that there was a fairy medicine that could make the evil marks on their faces fade away, there was no such thing as a gift that should not be given, let alone, They are all majestic men of seven feet, so how can they be that thief boy, they knelt down on the ground, kowtowed their heads in thanks and replied in unison: "Thank you, benefactor."; Yan Ziyao took out a small white bottle from his sleeve, it was his Qi Huang's The technique has been learned and practiced, can dilute the scar marks, and throw it to the person in the middle: "You can do it yourself."; The three people were blessed by a blessing in disguise, and they didn't dare to disturb any more. They happily bid farewell and ran away. Born from the heart, I hope to see you someday..." The fire was about to burn out, and Yan Ziyao stopped thinking about other things, and added a few more rough logs to ensure that it would burn until dawn , and then settled down to rest.

On the top of Furong North Mountain, there are many bamboos and trees. The young man who drank in the restaurant during the day came back to the mountain by riding the wind and the moon. Straight, there are three bamboo houses under the cliff, surrounded by fences, and winding paths paved with cobblestones in the bamboo forest. The young man who was playing wine came along the road, tapped the firewood door, walked into the courtyard, and pulled out the wine pot Let the fragrance fill the mountains and fields: "Come out, I know you are here." As soon as the words fell, a handsome man appeared out of thin air on the opposite side of the stone table, but although the man's facial features were exquisite, his makeup was a bit daunting. The clothes look thick and flirtatious, the lips are poisonous ink, and there is a little dark green painted line between the eyebrows, the long black hair is not tied with a crown like others, a few braids hang down on both sides, and the rest of the hair becomes loose and loose. Afterwards, he giggled and said, "I was discovered by you again, it's really boring."; "Who made you always fall in love with those mortals, making you look like a world, I don't think it's hard not to notice..." The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his fan, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised his lips into a smile. He never liked the taste of the world, but the people in front of him would always catch a man every now and then and lock him into the cave to do things of bliss; "Isn't that because... Besides, I respected your wishes and did not kill them!" The man took the wine jug, sniffed the taste in the bottle, and smelled that the wine was Nurhong that had been hidden for 30 years, and praised repeatedly: "Good wine! Good wine!"; "The next time I want to drink, I'll buy it myself, I don't want to be appreciated by those vulgar fans as food." The young man shook his ink fan lightly, and when he thought of the butterflies swarming under the restaurant, he had a headache He was about to burst, but he seemed to remember the young man who looked back at each other, and when he walked past him, the man obviously had a cultivating aura, and he should be a practitioner. Instead, he reminded the man who was captivated by the wine: "In recent days, don't be fooling around. When I went to drink wine today, I saw a young man holding a sword. He should be a practitioner. Although he looks young, I can't find out the depth of his skill. How can you tell me?" Don't mess with him."; "A cultivator? Or a young man?" The overwhelmed end result of the drinker is that he is choked by the wine, coughing and panting repeatedly. He put down the jug, leaned over the table, winked and said: "It's strange, it's really strange, you've never paid attention to anyone before."; Being teased, the folding fan in his hand was suddenly closed, and he knocked hard on the other person's head: "Put away your little thoughts, I'm not you." After saying that, he got up and walked outside the house: "Yuehua is just right, so I want to drink you If you accidentally choked to death with the wine, I’m sorry, I’m not responsible for burying it..." However, although he was joking, he couldn't understand why he looked at the young man alone; "Cut!" The drinker knows his heart , Niu drank good wine, and muttered something that he still had such a knife-mouthed bean curd heart. Then he thought of the young man he mentioned, and couldn't understand it. Why don't he take a look with his own eyes: "I want to see who can fall into his eyes." Because of his nagging, Yan Ziyao, who was sitting in meditation far away, suddenly felt the itching of his nose unbearably, and thought: "Could it be that the climate is unacceptable? ".