Is it the wrong way for me to cross?

After all, the capital city is a capital city, and even when night falls, the lights are brightly lit, and there are singing and dancing every night.

A few drunks gathered around talking nonsense.

Drunk man A blushed, and said mysteriously: "Last time I drank with Lao Chen, guess what we saw in the alley ahead? Hey, even if you want to die, you can't guess. We saw a group of wedding guests there. The procession, it’s strange enough to welcome the bride in the middle of the night. The procession is still flying in the sky, and the people who carry the sedan chair and those who play the Chuichui are all made of paper. Do you think it’s evil?”

Drunk man B disagrees: "Cut! It's your eyes that are supposed to be dazzled."

Drunk man A refused to accept: "How could it be dizziness? Old Chen saw it too, don't you think so?"

Old Chen scratched his head: "It's true, but when I woke up, I thought I was drunk."

Everyone laughed: "Hey, I guess you are all drunk."

Drunk man A was about to refute, but found that everyone's eyes were wide open with shocked expressions.He looked back and saw a group of paper-made maids and a big paper-made man carrying a gorgeous phoenix chariot floating in the air.There is a string of people like rice dumplings hanging under the phoenix chariot...

Drunk man B was taken aback, "I must have drunk too much."

Drunk man A proudly said, "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The others finally reacted normally and exclaimed loudly: "It's haunted!!!"

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The large team spanned the entire capital, flying higher and higher, and actually flew into the moon.And it's strange to say, tonight is obviously the ninth day of the lunar new year, how can there be such a round moon?

Seeing the moon getting closer and closer, Bu Xianting began to fantasize about meeting the legendary sister Chang'e, the most beautiful woman in heaven, her cute little Jade Rabbit, and the hard-working brother Wu Gang.

Unfortunately, everything is just his fantasy.The reality is always so cruel.As soon as they approached the moon, they actually descended, and there was a cemetery below.

The phoenix chariot slowly landed on the cemetery, and before they landed completely, the dead man and Li Xuanba jumped to the nearest tree.The two moved swiftly, each carrying a person on their backs, and still stood firmly on the thick branch.

The phoenix chariot finally fell completely, and the four of them followed the phoenix chariot to look.Among the barren tombs, there is actually a house.Under such an atmosphere, no matter how you look at it, you can feel that the house is unusual.

The maids' lanterns turned dark green as soon as they fell to the ground, and they stopped outside the courtyard gate, motionless like dolls whose power was suddenly cut off.

And those strong men carrying the phoenix chariot carried the phoenix chariot into the mansion.Then, the door of the house was slowly closed.

This scene really tasted like a thriller, Bu Xianting touched the goosebump on his arm, and asked, "How is it now?"

The prince's tone was firm: "Go in and have a look!" Then he patted Bu Xianting on the shoulder: "There are two senior scholars here, I am very relieved."

Bu Xianting twitched the corner of his mouth, what the hell!I don't worry about it myself, why don't you worry about it?The young master is an authentic magic stick.

Li Xuanba slapped the prince's hand away, very dissatisfied with his behavior of putting his hand on Bu Xianting's shoulder privately, the hostility in his eyes was too obvious, the dead man hurriedly protected the prince behind him, and drew his sword to face each other.

Bu Xianting hurriedly stepped forward to mediate: "Misunderstanding. The two of you misunderstood. I have a problem, cleanliness, do you know? I just don't like others to touch me. My younger brother knows my problem, and I'm afraid that I will offend Lord Chitose for a while. That's why... I hope Lord Qiantose will forgive me. I will make amends to you on his behalf."

Bu Xianting broke out in cold sweat, he was a prince, killing them was only a matter of one sentence, and he would not be sentenced if he killed them.He also began to realize that Li Xuanba was being spoiled more and more by him, and he almost regarded himself as his property.He can get angry for a long time if others look at it more than once.It won't work if it goes on like this, and he has to give him some psychological counseling when he goes back.

"Master Bu is serious, but it's just a light pat, and it doesn't hurt me much." The prince smiled, but he didn't care about them, after all, he will have to rely on their strength later.

He changed the subject and stared at Bu Xianting with some deep meaning in his eyes: "However, if Master Ruobu really wants to pay, I will accept it. What kind of compensation do you think? I don't care about gold, silver, treasures, power or status." Missing. I just need a beautiful wife like a flower. When I met Master Bu for the first time, I thought you were beautiful and capable. I fell in love with you at first sight. It is the ideal spouse I have been looking for for many years. If you are willing, although you can’t Ming Mei is marrying, but I can definitely promise you prosperity and wealth, and a lifetime of worry-free life. How about Master Bu's wishes?"

Bu Xianting's chrysanthemum tightened suddenly, what the fuck!This is so straightforward, does that mean coveting Lao Tzu's chrysanthemum?He would have forgotten that the folk customs of the Song Dynasty were open and the masculinity flourished.Bu Xianting remembered the historical records that he had read before——During the Song Dynasty, tens of thousands of men used women's names as code names to work as prostitutes in the red-light district.At that time, the social ethos was to laugh at the poor and not at the prostitutes, and many men were willing to be male prostitutes.Men's Fengyue workshops - "beehives" stand everywhere, and the male prostitutes are in full swing, and they even suppress the prostitutes.Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries are also popular in privately setting up other courtyards to raise male pets.Unexpectedly, he actually saw it.

In Bu Xianting's time, society's views on homosexuality were relatively open.Gay pressure is also not as great as it used to be.Although Bu Xianting never felt that he was a staunch supporter of heterosexuality, he also never considered whether he liked homosexuality.Besides, even if you really want to disturb the foundation, the object can't be this scheming prince, can you?Even if you choose that brat Li Xuanba, you can't choose him... No, how could he want to "harm" Li Xuanba, he is still a child.sin sin.

But this prince's palace is too deep and moody, Bu Xianting is really not sure whether he is telling the truth or joking about him.

Bu Xianting was distracted thousands of miles away, but Li Xuanba couldn't sit still. What does it mean that the yellow hair doesn't answer?Could it be the default in disguise?He gave Bu Xianting a rough push, with a murderous look on his face, "If you dare to agree, let's see how Gu will deal with you!"

Only then did Bu Xianting come to his senses: "Thank you, Lord Qiantose, for your kindness, but I'm sorry..." He chose his words carefully.It's not that no one has confessed to him before, but at that time he had no scruples and most of them refused directly, not leaving too much thought for the other party.But now it is the prince of a country who is confessing to himself, if the wording is inappropriate, he will have his head chopped off for the crime of "ignorance of flattery".

"It's just that the next family has already made a marriage contract, so I can only live up to the kindness of Lord Qiantose."

"Oh, is it?" The prince's answer was noncommittal, he smiled and said: "It's okay, I can help you break the engagement."

Fuck!Do you need to be so difficult? "Well, you really don't need to bother." He quickly changed the subject: "Look, there is a fire in that house. Shall we go in and take a look? It's important to rescue Long live!"

What he said temporarily dispelled the prince's thoughts, and the prince said seriously: "Well, let's go in and have a look!"

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The row of paper-made maids outside the door was still there, and they looked like ordinary paper-made dolls.But thinking of them moving, I don't know if they have perception.There is no need to discuss this time, everyone is willing to go around the back wall to avoid these maids.

But a strange scene happened, the door of the mansion opened automatically at this moment.Make a "squeak" sound.

Everyone was shocked, could it be that someone was going to come out of it?They immediately hid behind a graveyard and took cover.But after waiting for a long time, no one came out of it, not even a single figure.

Bu Xianting suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility-could it be that the people inside knew they were coming, so they opened the door specially to welcome them in?

It is not impossible to think about it, the four of them are hanging on someone else's phoenix chariot, not to mention the weight issue, even if their goals are so big, it is inevitable to be discovered.

This time, without waiting for Bu Xianting to ask the leader's opinion, the prince said directly: "How can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's den? Come on, let's go in!"

Prince, you are too old to take the lead.What can Bu Xianting say?Had no choice but to "enter the tiger's den" together?What's more, he himself is very interested in this weird mansion.

Li Xuanba stood in front of Bu Xianting, separating him from the prince.And lowered his head to ask: "Are you really engaged?"

Bu Xianting whispered in his ear: "Wow, engagements were not popular in our time at all, I made nonsense to perfunctory him."

Li Xuanba seemed satisfied, and did not continue to dwell on this topic.

The row of paper maids outside the gate of the house still didn't move when they passed the gate, but I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Bu Xianting always felt that the eyes drawn on the white paper moved with their movement , staring at them.He touched the goose bumps on his arm again.Li Xuanba noticed his movements, put his shoulders around him, and almost pulled him into his arms: "Is it cold?"

"Uh...not cold." Bu Xianting was a little embarrassed, because the crown prince looked back at them, the eyes were meaningful.

Entering the gate, it was beyond their expectations.The inside is not the courtyard or screens that are common in houses, but a long corridor.There are some patterns carved on the walls of the corridor, because there is only an oil lamp near the door in the whole corridor, the light is too dim, so Bu Xianting had to move closer to study it carefully.

The paintings on the wall seem to be a coherent story, a bit like a comic strip.The first picture shows a beautiful woman admiring flowers in the garden; the second picture shows the picture of this beautiful woman being murdered, with blood splattered all over the ground.The death scene was so tragic and too destructive to the beauty, Bu Xianting couldn't help frowning; the third painting was that someone put the beautiful woman into an exquisite coffin; the fourth painting was not her funeral, but There were several corpses of beauties piled up in the coffin, and someone poured some liquid into the coffin to cover them; the fifth painting was to cover the coffin; in the sixth picture, the coffin was opened, and only A few white bones and a puddle of unknown liquid were laid down; in the seventh and last painting, someone filled up the puddle of unknown liquid.

The more Bu Xianting looked at it, the more he felt, Nima!This is not like a story, more like a recipe for something!

The prince ignored the murals on the wall, walked straight to the end of the corridor, and pushed open a vermilion lacquered door.

The author has something to say: Male sex in the Song Dynasty really flourished, many men competed to be ducks, and they were arrogant, and the hive business was better than ordinary brothels.

Li Xuanba: Author, write this prince to death!Dare to snatch the yellow hair from Gu? !

The author presents the engineer shovel: Your Highness, you should do it yourself.