The door of the guest room is half-open and half-hidden, and from the perspective of the King of the West Gate, you can see everything in the courtyard through the crack in the door.
The dead leaves of the three or two elm and locust trees have been blown away by the cold wind, and the branches that are left unbridled and unkempt in the night are disheveled and messy, and the faint moonlight is sprinkled on them, and the frozen snow on them emits fluorescent bursts.
In the flower bed in the corner of the wall, the grass and trees have withered, and they are pressed by a pile of snowdrifts, and only one or two dead branches without leaves can be seen unyieldingly probed, leaving a little hope for next spring.
Then, he saw a woman.
A mature woman in her twenties, with hairpin rings, gorgeous makeup, and a smile between her eyebrows and eyes.
This woman is the favorite concubine of Zhou County, Liu, who came with a tray in her hand and swayed step by step.
Her stride is very small, it is a typical small broken step, stepping legs, twisting the waist, swinging the hips, shaking the chest, showing the graceful figure to the fullest, very charming.
She paused slightly at the door, her eyes swept through the crack in the door, and she met the gaze of Ximen Heavenly King, and then her eyelids drooped, and the corners of her mouth twitched to reveal a charming smile.
Ximen Heavenly King didn't react in the slightest, and there was no expression on his calm face, as if what was in front of him was not a disaster-level woman, but a white skeleton.
Liu was very disappointed in her heart, she originally came with the intention of inviting pets, but she was thrown in the inn to be a rough girl, and she was already aggrieved.
That Dao Gu made her ashamed of herself, the two old men were too old, even if she didn't pick and choose, she couldn't bite it, but this tower-like man was very manly, which made her feel a glimmer of hope.
Who knew that a little temptation made her disappointed, and she was angry in her heart: "Could it be that this big man is a fool or a big beauty who looks at the old lady like a flower, but he doesn't react at all, it's not an idiot."
She gently pushed open the door, walked in, put the three bowls of tea soup in front of the three of them one by one, squatted slightly, and stood in an inconspicuous and unobtrusive place, waiting to clean up the tea set.
The dust-sweeping old man glanced at her, but he didn't care, and continued: "Sun Shenxian, as you said, the original Seven Killings and Mo'er Little Girl are indeed mortal situations, and the difference is nothing more than the time sooner or later.
However, Lao Dao has found a turning point, or a variable.
That is, a dragon-shaped aura suddenly appeared on the Seven Killing Stars, protecting the Seven Killing Stars and preventing the extinction of the Seven Killings.
Moreover, the Seven Killing Stars have a tendency to recover, so Lao Dao can't wait to find your old man, so as not to worry too much. ” "Dragon-shaped qi" Sun Shenxian's eyebrows trembled, his old eyes opened, and he released two sharp rays of light, and exclaimed: "Is it the emperor or the martial queen" "Hehe, Sun Shenxian, it's not."
The dust-sweeping old man shook his head, stroked his white beard, and said mysteriously with a slight bow: "This is a fire dragon, or a young dragon, it has never appeared."
But what does it matter?
As long as we know that the Seven Killings are the saviors of our Han and Miao descendants, we can prevent our Han people from suffering another misfortune of the Five Nonsense, and we will not be wiped out, and this fire dragon is here to protect the Seven Killings, so it's good, the rest, is it important?"
Sun Shenxian nodded and sighed: "You are right, as long as I am of Han and Miao descent, whoever is the lord of the world can go with the flow."
Although Nuwa is a woman's body, she has created all things and blessed the Three Realms.
Rahu is a man, but he is a demon, cholera in the heavens and all worlds.
Men, women, are all human beings, as long as they have the world in mind and can seek the well-being of all people, the old man does not care. ” The dust-sweeping old way nodded, shook his head again, and said with a complicated expression: "The way of heaven is impermanent, how dare the old way be unpredictable, man-made disasters."
As you said, the greedy wolf's invasion of crape myrtle is just a housework for my Han people.
However, since the birth of the army six years ago, the ghosts and ghosts have emerged one after another, stirring up this great river and mountain into a miasma, and we can't sit idly by These ghosts are just mayflies, and it is the ones who operate the storm behind them that are the most tricky.
But we don't know who he is.
These days, my Longhu Mountain, your old man's Shili Apricot Forest, Jade Girl and Tianwang Cave, as well as Bai Mo, who came to Shuofang in advance, although they have fought with each other many times, they have not found the slightest detail, which is really strange."
Sun Shenxian's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a gleam appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he said sharply: "This matter involves the survival of my Han and Miao descendants, and we can't take it lightly."
Then make a showdown with each family, and let those old immortals send out all the disciples and grandchildren, that is, turn this land upside down, and dig out the black hand. ” "Lao Dao has asked my apprentice to issue a three-clear order to the world, I think, those old guys are not fools, how can they not know the truth that the skin does not have hair and will be attached to the next, there will be more people to join us."
Speaking of this, the dust-sweeping old man paused, looked at Sun Shenxian worriedly, and said softly: "It's not early, your old man should go to bed early, I will retire with the king of heaven."
After sweeping the dust, the king of Ximen also bowed when he heard the words, and the two left Sun Shenxian's guest room and went back to their courtyard.
The Liu family, who had been standing still, immediately stepped forward to pack up the tea set, squatted down to Sun Shenxian, retreated out of the guest room, and closed the door casually.
Liu sent the tea set back to the wing, but there was a young man dressed as an inn guy, and the two muttered for a while, and the guy put down the various spices used for the sencha soup and left the back courtyard.
Since the inn is completely chartered, and the guests' food and drink are not in the hands of others, they are all prepared by their own people.
The people in the inn were idle for a while, and the shopkeeper was not a mean person, so he simply let the cook and the guys take turns to rest, leaving only two or three people to clean the courtyard and run errands on weekdays.
The guy returned to the front hall and said with a smile to the shopkeeper who was napping: "Shopkeeper, the sencha seasoning that the guest wanted, the small one has been delivered."
You see, there's nothing to do, the little one wants to take a leave and go home, and come back early tomorrow. ” "Okay, stinky boy, aren't you just thinking about your daughter-in-law, let's go, let's go, don't hinder Lao Tzu's sleepiness."
The shopkeeper didn't raise his head, and waved his hand in agreement.
The man went out of the inn, walked down the street, looked around, and then entered an alley, and knocked on the door of a house.
The one who opened the door was a hunchbacked old man, and when he saw that it was a guy from the high friends gathering at the inn, he asked in a low voice: "Liu San, you came here in the middle of the night, could it be that you have news?"
The guy Liu San glanced at the hunchbacked old man, and said impatiently: "Go and go, this is also your old immortal young master who can inquire about it?"
The hunchbacked old man didn't touch it, shook his head and said, "Not yet." ”: