Golden Crow is rising.

Ling'er couldn't wait to stand in front of Huamanlou's door.

She is very happy.

Anyone could tell she was happy.

The person who has always missed and longed for is by her side, in the room only one door away from her.

How could she be unhappy, unhappy?

There was a happy and satisfied smile like a flower blooming on a small, bluish white face. She was standing in front of Huamanlou's door, and was about to push the door to enter, but suddenly stopped, her little head tilted, They turned around in a circle, and finally squatted down in front of Huamanlou's door.

The girls in a ball looked very cute, pitiful and innocent, but the accompanying maid didn't even dare to raise her head.

The little girl squatted there on her own, happily waiting for her flowers to bloom.

But when it was time for a cup of tea, Hua Manlou pushed open the door.

He was startled, turned his head halfway, and asked tentatively.

"Jinger?"

"It's me, it's me." The little girl stood up from the ground. "Huamanlou, let's go play."

Hua Manlou smiled, seemingly with a trace of helplessness.

"it is good."

Hearing this, the little girl happily stretched out her hand to grab Hua Manlou's sleeve again, and said, "Follow me."

Hua Manlou, who hadn't eaten any food, patted her head and followed her to the outside of the 'palace'.

As soon as the two of them came out of the palace, under the bright sky and clear sunlight, among the pavilions and pavilions with beautiful vegetation, they were sitting or lying, walking or standing, traffickers, pawns, sons and daughters, the valley was already full of people!

There was a lot of people's voices and yelling, but there was no trace of Taoyuan Xianqi.

Just like a small market.

Ling'er seemed to turn a blind eye, she dragged Hua Manlou through the crowd, be it young men, women, traffickers or pawns, wherever she went, she gave way.

In less than half a moment, they had passed through the frolicking crowd.

The green hills and emerald peaks in front suddenly open up, and a stream flows out gracefully. Wherever it passes, there are colorful flowers, birds and insects.

Ling'er led Hua Manlou slowly along the quarry path by the stream, and after a while, he saw the gurgling stream, and finally ended up in a half hectare lotus pond.

On the pond stands a bridge head with nine bends and a water pavilion with vermilion columns and green tiles.

The figure on the pavilion is in a trance, and the voice of the fairy is lingering, just like the other courtyard of the Heavenly Palace.

There are people on the bridge.

Standing at the head of the Jiuqu bridge with his hands behind his back, he is not tall, but thin, with half baldness on the top of his head, and wrinkles on his round face have also crept up to the corners of his eyes and forehead.

But it was a rather old man.

The old man had a kind smile on his face, if it wasn't for the excellent quality of the clothes he was wearing, he would have looked like the most ordinary old man who was about to take care of his grandchildren.

It is the first one among the crowd in the middle of the stage, and others are too lazy to knock on it and take a look.

Ling'er subconsciously grasped the corner of Hua Manlou's clothes.

Although Hua Manlou couldn't see, he seemed to have seen everything in the world clearly, he smiled at Ling'er.

Gentle and with a touch of comfort.

Ling'er blinked, glanced at Hua Manlou, seemed to muster up her courage, pulled him, and went up to him.

"Father."

Ling'er called out a little timidly.

The little old man smiled kindly: "Good boy, is this the guest you want to invite? He is really a good person."

This was originally a compliment, but Ling'er didn't feel happy, she turned pale, slowly lowered her head, and whispered: "Yes."

Hua Manlou only smiled slightly, and his expression was not even half proud: "You are too proud."

The little old man looked at Hua ManLou, and said kindly: "Young people's politeness, thoughtfulness and modesty are certainly a good thing, but Your Excellency must not be so modest."

"Although I am old, my eyesight is not yet dim."

"Your Excellency's martial arts internal strength, although well concealed, is already rare in the world."

Hua Manlou still smiled gently: "Not as good as you."

Hearing this, the little old man smiled and said, "It's only natural. Those who can match me in this world either committed suicide or were killed by me."

Hua Manlou said: "So, Your Excellency, you must also be a dying person."

The little old man clapped his hands: "This is the best, and we can have another wedding banquet."

Hua Manlou's expression moved slightly.

The little old man laughed again: "Living in the mountains is lonely, and there are few interesting things. As long as there is a small thing to celebrate, we will not miss it, let alone such a big event as life and death!"

He said lightly, with a peaceful and contented scene, but he seemed to regard his own death as a happy event.

Hua ManLou stopped laughing, he said: "So, is this the same kind of wedding banquet your Excellency is inviting me to?"

"Exactly."

Huamanlou remained silent.

The little old man looked at him with a clear heart, but he just pretended not to know, and asked, "I don't know the honorable name of this guest?"

"The building is full of flowers."

The little old man nodded: "It turned out to be Playboy. It is really a blessing to see you today."

Although he said "so," "seriously," he was not half-sincere.

Huamanlou's Baihualou is still being guarded by his people, so how can he not know Huamanlou's name?

Hua Manlou didn't show any hesitation on the surface, and said: "Your Excellency speaks a lot, but I don't know your name?"

The little old man said: "My surname is Wu, my name is Wu Ming, I say Tianwu, and I say Yueming.

He laughed again: "Actually, at most, I only have a mouthful and delicious mouth. I don't even have the brightness of the sun and the moon."

After laughing, the little old man said again: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"very good."

"Is today's servant still happy?"

"good."

"..."

He actually asked Huamanlou about every detail.

Hua Manlou finished answering one by one before he was satisfied.

"So, Playboy must be in a good mood."

"I've been in a good mood."

"Then ask the playboy to go upstairs."

Someone upstairs.

There are already a dozen of them.

Standing or sitting, there are old and young, men and women, some wearing solemn and gorgeous ancient clothes, and some just wearing a toga casually.

These people's attitudes are very relaxed, and their expressions are very happy. All the worries and sorrows in the world of mortals have long been isolated from the surrounding green mountains.

But it is different from the people above the market in the valley.

The little old man said: "Young Master Hua, you don't need to be formal when you come here. You can do whatever you want."

Hua Manlou smiled.

A middle-aged man came over.

Wearing a first-class court dress from the Tang Dynasty, with a white jade belt around his waist and a purple gold crown on his head, his face was white and beardless, and his face was upright. With a glass of wine in his hand, this man walked over unsteadily, handed the gold cup in his hand to Huamanlou, and shook it again. Shake away.

The little old man laughed: "His surname is He. As long as he drinks some wine, he insists that he is the reincarnation of He Zhizhang from the Tang Dynasty, so everyone simply calls him He Shangshu, but he likes to call himself a Siming Madman."

"The wine of Four Ming Kuangke is always to be drunk."

Hua Manlou held the gold cup in his hand, drank it all in one gulp, his movements were clean and neat, and he actually had a bit more of the demeanor of Wei Jin madness.

"Playboy is really a wonderful person!"

The little old man laughed, and the reincarnation of He Zhizhang who sat back also laughed.

"Would you like to see my daughter?"

Although Wu Ming had doubts, he had already started calling his daughter.

"Daughter, come and meet Playboy."

Ling'er's hand quietly clenched Hua Manlou's cuff.

She is looking at a girl.

That girl is Wu Ming's daughter.

She was sitting in the middle of the pavilion, her black hair was casually rolled up to reveal a face, which was very delicate, and she was concentrating on eating.

A pair of bright eyes stared closely at the table in front of him.

The dishes on the table are very rich.

A plate of thinly sliced ​​braised beef jianzi must look like it will melt in your mouth.

A bowl of stewed braised beef jerky is even more fragrant.

A plate of tenderly fried heifer meat is put into the mouth, but it has a hint of strength.

The soup is steamed from the whole beef breast, which is fragrant but not greasy.

Blindly braised beef tripe shreds are soft but not rotten, and the heat is just right.

There is also Xiangshuipu beef, which is thin sliced ​​beef with a little fat and sweetness, seven parts thin and three parts fat, mixed with seasoning, put it in the broth for a while, sprinkle with pepper and eat immediately, the soup is fresh and the meat is tender, more It is a rare dish.

The girl put a little bit of each dish on the small plate in front of her, eating with relish.

He didn't even give alms to the little old man.

There was no intention of getting up.

The little old man was not angry.

He chuckled, just like every loving father in the world: "I'm making fun of the dude. The little girl eats beef first. If she doesn't enjoy it, the king of heaven and my father will come, and she will ignore her."

Hua Manlou said: "It should be like this."

The little old man also replied: "Indeed, the most important thing for a person to live is eating and sleeping. If these two things are not satisfied, then it is really the king of heaven and Lao Tzu, so don't bother."

He continued: "Birth, eating, sleeping, and death, these are the four most fundamental things in the world. This is life."

Hua Manlou smiled gently and satisfied.

"Life is the most beautiful existence and the most grateful thing."

"indeed."

Wu Ming laughed, and this ruthless customer who could crush people to ashes and kill them without blinking an eye actually agreed with Huamanlou.

Then he said: "Life is beautiful, wouldn't it be more beautiful to control life? The most beautiful thing in this world is in your hands, isn't it more beautiful to make people cry?"

"For mediocre, greedy mortals and pretentious wretches, life is about the only good thing they have."

"Wouldn't it be a meritorious thing to keep them?"

He actually regards controlling life as a merit!

Take control of life as a kind of beauty!

Hua ManLou stopped laughing.

He said: "If you like a flower, you think it is beautiful, so you must hold it in your hand."

"If you like someone and you think she's fine, you must lock her in a cage."

"The flower you like is withered because of you, and you will never see it again. Do you think this is a kind of beauty?"

"The person you like died because of you, and you can no longer talk to her. Do you think this is a kind of beauty?"

"If you think so, what's the difference between you and the mediocre, greedy and pretentious trash you say?"

"How do you have the right to control and deprive them of their lives?"

The author has something to say:

I was busy with the exam a few days ago, and I arrived home on the 21st. I was lazy yesterday... You can calculate how much you are short of you. I will add 3 more every day for the past two days. Make it up. Thank you for your comfort. I have already Be cured~~~~. ╭(╯[-]╰)╮Brother Hua, my marriage threw a mine

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