The Happy Man in the Red Chamber

"What's going on?" Back on the ground, back to the previous campsite, Jia She looked at the silent An Lan.An Lan looked at him, thinking of the tacit cooperation between the two during the previous battle, and looked at Ou Mufeng and Dou Hehua on the side:

"That's a corpse pit made by an expert. I have someone set up a ban, and nothing will happen in a short time."

"Corpse pit..." The three men cried out in shock, staring at An Lan in astonishment.Then they turned their stiff necks one after another, thinking of the naked frog-like monster and white hair that they had dealt with before, a chill suddenly appeared all over their bodies.

An Lan looked at them, sneered and flew up to the top of the tree.Jia Amnesty watched her go up and also flew up.The two sat on opposite branches, and An Lan's gaze was always in the direction of the tiankeng.Jia She looked at where she was staring, and also looked over: "The method of raising and refining corpses has been lost for a long time, how could there be?"

He felt that the natural pit might be higher.Besides, looking at the fear of those corpses for the glowing mushrooms, it can be seen that it is not the invincible kind in the legend.

An Lan smiled and shook her head: "There is one monk and one, let alone one who raises corpses. The world is very big, and it's not something you and I can talk about." She is only innate at this time, and to put it bluntly, she is staying at the third level of Qi training Dzogchen.I can't use spells or anything, and I dare not practice them.Those who can raise corpses and set up formations are definitely not something she can fight against in a small period of Qi training.Since he entered rashly, leaving a message with the smell of secret medicine can at least snarl people for a while.

Jia Amnesty didn't know what was going on in her mind, but only knew that she had a secret in her body.Not to mention the mysterious Seven Embroidery Workshop, her laziness is also one of them.Entering Xiantian does not mean reaching the top, but only entering the premise of entering Taoism through martial arts.But when the woman got here, she stopped.I don't see her practicing, and she is still lazy every day.

At this time, in a Taoist temple in Lingnan, a man in gray clothes was cleaning the courtyard, and seemed to stop suddenly when he felt something.With a calm demeanor, he pinched his fingers and figured out what was going on there.Throwing the broom to the boy who accompanied him all the year round, he put on a long gown embroidered with gossip characters on a white background, straightened his clothes and wore a hair crown made of purple gold bamboo, and two strands of white hair fluttered around his temples, showing that his age at this time was not as good as his face as young as you are.

"I have to go out for a period of time for my teacher's business. If you encounter difficulties, just hide in the Seven Embroidery Workshop."

"No!" The little boy saluted respectfully, stood at the entrance of the temple and watched his master leave in the air.

The Taoist walks like the wind, and the flowing clouds and water sleeves flip over and over several times, like the legendary shrinking ground into inches, appearing at the edge of the tiankeng that An Lan and the others just left.The surrounding restrictions reminded him that there are people with more advanced exercises passing by here.After investigating the restriction, it was found that it was just to prevent the corpse inside from coming out, so I left a message and didn't pay much attention.He was not that crooked, upright successor of the Maoshan School.This method of raising corpses was created for the sake of righteousness.He was also very surprised when he found this corpse pit.Immediately, in order to prevent a corpse king from appearing here to harm the world, he set up a formation to speed up the transformation of the corpse king into his own corpse.Seeing that person also looked at his formation, it didn't destroy this place.But thinking about it, it would be a good thing if that person could be destroyed.

Thinking of this, he looked at the sign at the end of the message.It was from Seven Embroidery Workshop... He figured it out after a moment of pondering.I'm afraid that Qixiufang doesn't know whether the subordinates of this corpse refining formation are evil, Tao or demon.So leaving a message, no matter the righteous or the evil, can reduce some conflicts.

After carefully inspecting the corpses in the corpse refining circle, the man got up and left in satisfaction.An Lan sat on the tree and watched the man leave, Jia Amnesty remained silent for a while.That person's kung fu is extremely deep, so he must have entered the Tao.Looking at the clothes, I don't know which sect it is from.Wudang, Qingcheng or Tianshan?

"Which sect is that?" Jia She was born to break the silence, An Lan turned her head to look at him and smiled, "He's a warrior, he's a cultivator." She didn't say she was a cultivator, after all, martial arts in this world haven't dabbled yet to where.If one can reach the level of an eminent monk in Shaolin through the use of martial arts, he is already considered a master.

Jia Amnesty frowned when he heard the word "Xiu Zhe", and thought for a while: "The one who is like a monk?"

"That's right!" An Lan flew down, looking at Ou Mufeng and Dou Hehua who had negotiated, "I'll let Yao walk for you to see your friend. Let's leave now!"

Ou Mufeng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, thinking about the skills of the two hidden guards, he still nodded.Dou Hehua looked at the two of them, thinking about his mission: "Aren't you going with me?" He asked An Lan.An Lan took a look at Jia She: "The desert is very windy and sandy at this time, and your skin is wrinkled, sir?" After finishing speaking, she looked at Jia She with a sneer: "Now that the end of the Unfeeling Valley Flower Festival is approaching, my husband can accompany me as usual ?”

"Madam is willing to join in the fun, so of course she would risk her life to accompany her husband!" In Jia She's view, the scene where Ci Hang Jing Zhai was absolutely present, he had definitely acted to death in the past.But with this woman by his side, whether he can die or not is another matter.

An Lan laughed, got up and flew away in the air.There was still her light laughter in the air.Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, Jia She also bowed and said goodbye.

At the pier in Lijiang, An Lan stood on the boat and watched Jia She, who was rushing towards him, his clothes were soaked with sweat.He stood on the shore panting and looked at An Lan: "Where are you going?"

"Back to the workshop, would you like to go with me? Where is Yingchun?" An Lan stood on the boat, and the boatman bowed his head very politely.Jia Amnesty glanced at it, frowned slightly, and stepped onto the boat.Turning around, I happened to see a big rose-red character on a black background hanging on the pier.

While he was dazed, the boat had already slid away from the pier.The boat moved quickly on the water, and seemed to be able to watch the scenery on the shore getting farther and farther away.Jia She frowned and looked at the surrounding scenery and quickly stepped back.Soon, when the surrounding scenery was difficult to take in everything due to the speed of the boat, the speed of the boat gradually slowed down.The surrounding scenery can also be seen again, and he stared wide-eyed at the signature pier of Qixiufang not far away.

"This is..." He gritted his lips, only to see that An Lan jumped ashore a few times first.He couldn't help but follow up.

He has never seen the surrounding scenery, and only a few disciples of Neifang can be seen everywhere.An Lan led him to jump easily all the way, and soon went up to the tall building.Jia Amnesty looked at the lake below and the surrounding green hills, and waited for An Lan to sit down in the main seat and let his legs be pinched before he found a nearby chair and sat down.

"Taoist priests tend to shrink the ground, and we also have water and clouds and a line of sky. This is the inner workshop of Qixiufang, Yiying Building." An Lan lay comfortably on the Luohan couch, took a bunch of grapes and ate them.Seeing her happy, Jia Amnesty knew where this place was, so he was no longer restrained.He looked at the clothes on his body: "Is there a place to change and wash, I should also freshen up."

"Take this guy to tidy up, and give him the male disciple's outfit I sorted out a while ago. Use the closed disciple's outfit!" An Lan's wicked preparation was the most interesting thing she saw in the game, the man It's worn by Mr. Xiu.The revealing...pink...thinking of Jia She, an old man, it must be very interesting to wear an uncle-level one.

She thought so maliciously that Jia She, who came out of the bath, looked at the clothes placed on the long couch outside the screen, and was also very angry.But thinking that he was in someone else's territory, he couldn't beat him, and at the same time thought that the woman just wanted to see a joke.If he didn't wear it, he might really let her see it.Thinking of this, he removed all the disguises on his face again, revealing a handsome face in his twenties.Then, generously, he asked the waiter around him to put on the set of clothes.That is, those jewelry, crowns and bracelets are all worn one by one.

He took a picture in the dressing diorama, and the only thing that made him not very satisfied was that there were no shoes.The feet are pedaled with silk ribbons used by dancers.Stretching his whole body, he put the two swords back on his back, drew them out and played with the unfamiliar double-sword swordsmanship, he nodded in satisfaction and followed the visitor to find An Lan.

An Lan had already changed out of that outfit at this time, but put on a relatively tightly wrapped outfit.The hairstyle that was originally tied with a beautiful small fan was now wearing a tall golden crown.The crown is like a metal fan, unfolding gracefully.

Plain yarn is used to connect the collar and ruffled sleeves at the shoulder straps, the golden armbands are tightened, and the rest are spread out like peony petals.Slim waist, fitted with a high waist drawstring.The front is embellished with gold and jade, and the trousers are underneath.If it weren't for the two long swords at the waist, she would look like a dancer in the Tang Dynasty. [Broken military uniform, the author has something to say and pictures]

Jia Shen looked down, and his fair toes made him frown slightly.He identified it carefully and found that this suit was the same as his.This made him feel much better immediately.

When An Lan was looking at himself, he was also looking at the other party.Looking at Jia She, who was much younger and immature, he immediately felt better.She didn't necessarily want that Ou Mufeng, especially after this unpleasant incident.Looking at the young Jia She, her heart beat a little more.Shen Shen pinched Jia She's chin close to him, then groped the open chest and sneered: "Why didn't you find out, you still have a way to make yourself younger?"

"It's just disguise. Although my skill is not as good as yours, I have cultivated it for many years." Jia She pouted, and it would be strange if he put on such a face in the capital, and it would not be a mess.

He found a chair and sat down, stepped on the chair on the other side and ate food on the table: "What do you mean by getting me dressed like this?"

"Isn't it good to be a disciple of Qixiufang?" An Lan blinked and smiled and lay down again: "Your face is good, or that face, I'm afraid we will get the news when we get to Cihang Jingzhai. I'm here to watch the fun, not to join in the fun." As she spoke, she casually picked up a book from the bookcase on the side and threw it at him: "I think you're so good, pretending to be a young disciple, my Seven Embroidery Workshop also wants to recruit you. Male disciple."

Jia Amnesty opened it, and was immediately attracted by the contents inside.The name of this Qinggong is Shuixie Huaying. In addition to the basic Qinggong, there are two other types: Shui Yunfei and Swinging Up.A total of five skills and luck methods, which opened Jia She's door to martial arts.He looked at An Lan: "This...show me..."

"The basic skills of Qixiufang disciples, if you don't reveal your secrets at that time, I will be in trouble, right? Besides, even if you learn this thing, you may not be able to master it well." An Lan sneered and pointed to the West Lake outside: "Look No, almost every disciple who practices this will not learn it without falling into the lake many times.”

She got up and walked out of the room, leaning on the railing and looking at the scenery of the West Lake outside: "I will do one of the five exercises for you one by one. After you watch it, you can practice by yourself. We will leave by boat in the evening."

"Okay!" Jia She nodded, this Yiying building was so tall that he thought he would at least go downstairs to talk about it.All I saw was the person in pink, the gold and silver on his body collided and flowed like a butterfly jumping out of the railing, fluttering in the air.

The first step is a little lightness skill: jumping over the clouds.An Lan suddenly turned and spun around like a butterfly floating in the air, moving vigorously.

The second step, double jump: chasing the moon for thousands of miles.Her body suddenly accelerated and rushed forward in the mid-air near the lake, then spun and floated down.Afterwards the vigor changed.

The third step, triple jump: ride the waves.Her body gently opened in the air, rotating and stretching, and then tapped the air, floating forward like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind.

At the end of the third paragraph, she walked lightly on the water surface for a while, and then lifted her breath again, and a layer of ripples appeared on the water surface. Her body soared straight up, and then changed postures freely in the air, and then shot straight across the water surface.After that, the breath changed again, floating gently on the water like ice skating in winter.Here are the last two: Skyrocketing and Shui Yunfei.

Jia Amnesty watched her breath move, she changed the way of performing exercises one after another, and then quietly stood on the railing.He closed his eyes and carefully recalled what he had written down. He jumped onto the railing and followed the order of the previous ones.Unfortunately, he lacked balance when changing postures, and he fell miserably into the lake.

Reaching out to touch his face, he recalled carefully and leaped out of the water.Try again and again.Overboard, come back.If the internal strength is insufficient, simply soak in water to recover.An Lan asked someone to move the imperial concubine couch and sat by the railing, holding a big red umbrella to shade the sun, eating fruits and watching the fun.From time to time, I also sip a couple of small wines, entertaining and laughing.

Jumping out of the water, at this time he was ups and downs all afternoon. When the evening was approaching, Jia She was finally able to skillfully use the newly learned Qinggong to fly up the Yiying Tower.Standing on the railing and looking at the woman sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, he curled his lips: "You seem to have a good time watching?"

An Lan had already ordered dinner to be served at this time, and the black peat brazier was topped with a purple-gold carved copper plate.The red and white meat with snowflakes on it is sizzling and exuding an attractive fragrance.An Lan stretched out her sleeves and gestured to the Luohan couch opposite him: "Your body is called Po Jun. It is the same as mine. It does not touch water or fire, and warms itself with the wind. Sit down and eat!"

Jia Amnesty smiled, he really couldn't be more serious with a little girl.All these years of nourishing Qi are not done in vain.He jumped up and landed on the Arhat couch, sitting on a golden reed mat and leaning slightly, the little girl with a small bun tied around her was deftly turning over the grilled meat on the grill pan with long chopsticks made of wenge wood.

"Try it, although many people don't like my way of eating it. But I personally think it's good." An Lan signaled the maids to cut the half-cooked and blood-red barbecue with scissors and cut it into small pieces The liquid stained with egg yolk was filled in a small bowl and handed to him.

It's not that Jia Amnesty doesn't eat raw food. Dayong is a dynasty formed by the fusion of Xianbei people after Tang Dynasty.The broiled meat itself is also slightly raw, and the taste will be much better.He held the chopsticks in his mouth, and the firm meat was wrapped in gravy in his mouth.After the aroma of the egg yolk dissipated the fishy smell from the previous heat, it added a layer of taste.He nodded: "It's really good, but you are a glutton!"

What he said was purely flattering, this woman was also used to making food when she was in the mansion.He will also take it with a full mouth for a long time.After all, there are some things, if the big kitchen does not have them here, it is unreasonable not to divide the past, but if it is divided, it will make me feel uncomfortable.After a long time, two people have a tacit understanding.As long as the food is better, most of them still mess with it occasionally.The beef looked like it was specially raised, and the imperial court had a high level of protection for the cattle.Although many large households purposely raise bulls in captivity, firstly, they can be bred to increase the number, and secondly, there are more bulls and fewer cows, and the more bulls must be slaughtered.

An Lan tilted her body and asked the maid to roast the prawns on the grill pan. She deftly peeled off the shells and ate them with soy sauce just waiting for them to turn slightly red.Her taste is between raw and cooked, and seafood prefers slightly cooked.Three or four points is enough.When eating steak, I prefer the kind where you can see the gravy when you cut it down to medium rare.

After Jia Amnesty ate some, he felt that his stomach had bottomed out and his movements slowed down.He looked at the various foods on the square table, and it seemed that some of them were rinsing dishes.With that in mind, he wasn't in a hurry.Putting down the chopsticks: "Are you planning to give up that Ou?"

He opened his mouth a little bluntly. In fact, he has been in contact with this woman for so long and he no longer wants to fight with this woman haha.You also need to have the right person to cooperate with the roundabout things, don't you?But right now, it's better to go straight.He could see that if this woman hadn't been interested in that Ou Mufeng, she would never have accompanied him all the way there.

An Lan looked at him differently, then pursed her lips and smiled and wiped the corners of her mouth with a hot handkerchief: "I'm just happy to see sex. Anyway, there are still more than ten years of time between us. Now the country is good, There are mostly green trees and vines. Tall and short, I always have to pick and choose. I’m not in a hurry.”

Yes, she is not in a hurry, not at all.Although I want to talk about a Jianghu romance, I more or less know that some things just need to be ambiguous. If it is over... now is not a good time.

Jia She raised his eyes to look at her, touched his chin: "Then what do you think of your face?"

"If you've always been like this, you'll look good." An Lan smiled and stretched out her hand to hook her fingers in the air.Jia She got off the bed and walked to her side, sat down next to her and pinched her chin: "My lady... how about Mr. Xiang serving you?"

As the two of them get closer, their breathing becomes short of breath.An Lan looked up at the man, stiffened for a moment.But she is not the one who doesn't understand love, she smiles and puts her arms around Jia She's neck: "How can I bother my husband? If not..." She squinted her eyes with vague temptation.Jia She lowered her eyes and smiled, and hugged her up: "The weather is fine today, how about... how about we make up the bridal chamber?"

The author has something to say: This article uses a lot of settings from Jian San and novels.But in order to conform to the logic, to be precise, it is the author's weird logic, so it has been modified a lot.So don't think about the textual research party.

The school uniform of Qixiu Pojun is attached below: