The rotten ship still has three catties of nails, and the three catties of nails in the Shunzi door are reflected in their Juyi Hall.

Over the years, the Shunzimen is Wang Xiaoer's New Year, every year is not as good as a year, everything that can be sold has been sold, everything that can be done has been done, and the only thing that is still like this Juyi Hall is this. The huge pillars that are thick together, although the paint surface has been peeled, still firmly support this wide hall.

Built during the reign of Emperor Wen of Sui, there is nothing left of this Juyi Hall now, except for the huge friendless sitting screen composed of 36 screens. The sitting screen is extremely old, but from the delicate and delicate pattern carving, complex and vivid river patterns, you can vaguely see a little bit of the grandeur of this hall that can accommodate hundreds of heroes and heroes at the same time.

Gu Zhuting entered the Juyi Hall under the guidance of two Shunzimen disciples, and there was no main seat in the empty Juyi Hall, only two rows of seats opposite each other, but there were only two rows of seats in this huge living room, and there were only three seats on each side, which seemed too deserted.

The people sitting in the guest seats were Li Hei and Yan Shiwei, judging from the clothes of the two, it was obvious that they had done some disguise when they came, and they naturally had a way to avoid the sight of the townspeople and quietly sneak into the Shunzimen to make a secret visit.

As soon as they saw Gu Zhuting coming in, the two hurriedly got up, hugged their fists and said, "I've seen Gu Girl!" ”

The two of them looked at Gu Zhuting as they spoke, and when they saw the appearance of the ancient girl, they couldn't hide their surprise in their eyes, perhaps in their opinion, although this woman who can fight against a hundred is a woman, she should also be born two feet tall, and she can run on a horse with her arms and stand on her fists, but she didn't expect it to be such a delicate beauty. Although she has a vigorous posture, light steps, and a touch of heroism between her eyebrows, this appearance is obviously a big gap from the heroine who can beat the one hundred and ten people of the Jiaolong Club in their minds.

"I've seen Hei Ye! Yan Ye! You seniors, please be seated! ”

Gu Zhuting invited the two of them to sit down and sat down across from each other. said with a smile: "I thought the two seniors would come over tomorrow, I didn't want to arrive tonight, I missed the distance, forgive the sins, forgive the sins." ”

Yan Shiwei only thought that she was ridiculing herself, so she could only smile awkwardly, but Li Hei suddenly thought of something, and said in a lost voice: "Tomorrow? Could it be ...... Could it be that something else is going to happen tonight? ”

Gu Zhuting smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if Wen Bin is still here, can Hei Ye and Yan Ye be the masters of the Jiaolong Society?" Or are you willing to bear the reputation of an apocalypse? If you can't, or don't want to. Then the little girl should do it for you and save you all these troubles. ”

Li Hei and Yan Shiwei looked at each other in shock, "Could it be that tonight's young master will also die without a problem?" "Thinking of this possibility, even an old Jianghu like Li Hei is a little scalp-fried.

Gu Zhuting's eyes swept and said lightly: "Hehe." It's all trivial, let's not talk about it. Since the two seniors are willing to come. Presumably we have considered our previous suggestion, I wonder how the two seniors decided? ”

Li Hei was shocked, and said slowly: "Gu girl, if we nod our heads, more than 2,000 brothers of the Jiaolong Society will get on the boat of the girl, and in the future, we will have to rely on the girl to reward everyone with a mouthful of food." Should the girl tell us something? Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the two of us will not be able to explain it to the whole gang. ”

"Hei Ye and Yan Ye are so refreshing, this girl should be open and honest!"

Gu Zhuting straightened her waist and stood up very neatly. "Papapa" clapped his hands three times, and raised his voice: "Please Mr. Dugu come to meet the guests!" ”

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After Yang Fan noticed the vigilant eyes of the townspeople, he immediately slowed down his pace, wanting to find an inn to stay in first.

The streets are crowded with shacks, stalls, and shops, and countless signboard flags poking out from the shops on both sides of the road, and when a taller person walks down the alley, those signboard flags will gently scrape his head.

A few people walking slowly in front of him suddenly attracted Yang Fan's attention.

One of them was tall and wore a white robe in the shape of a wide nightgown, with a thick shawl on his shoulders, and a white square scarf with black checks on his head, which was fastened to his head with a metal ring one finger wide, and looked like a large cannibal.

Walking to the right and behind him were clearly his escort warriors, these warriors were dressed simply, with a long brown cloth wrapped around their shoulders on the outside of their underwear, which was considered an outer garment, and they also had a square scarf of the same color wrapped around their heads, and a thin sword in their hands, which had no sheath on it, only a rag wrapped in it.

The bearded, concave-eyed, straight-nosed, white-robed cannibal man walked around, seemingly curious about the situation in Bashang Town, and it seemed that he had just arrived in Bashang. Suddenly, someone on the second floor of the small building poured a basin of water, and the water was splashing under his feet, splashing his white robe dirty.

Several samurai were furious, and immediately raised their heads, as if they saw someone hurting their master's loyal dog, bared their fangs, and let out a threatening roar from their throats, and the white-robed cannibal also raised his head with an angry face, but his annoyed gaze immediately turned into surprise.

There was a naked woman in the window, and Yang Fan stood on the side, seeing her naked. The woman was not ashamed of her naked body at all, but a little cold, she poured water and stacked the wooden basin, reached out to close the window, and this bend, a pair of plump breasts hung down tremblingly, and looked even bigger.

Yang Fan knew who this woman was, there were many prostitutes in this town, and the prostitutes who specialized in these Caofu sailor business were naturally not of any grade, this woman looked very ordinary, and her figure was a little fat, but her skin and flesh were very white.

The Great Food Merchant raised his face and said happily: "Look, look, look what I see, ah! The white skin was like a silver coin on a porcelain plate, and like a white antelope in the wilderness. Her face was like a full moon, and her full breasts were like two big pomegranates......"

Unexpectedly, this big cannibal actually spoke a Chinese dialect, but the tone was a little weird, and there was some stranger accent. The woman upstairs poked her head out and scolded fiercely: "Yaksha,, what are you poor!" ”

Behind the fat robe of the big food merchant, a blonde and blue-eyed imp came out, not tall, only twelve or thirteen years old, jumping upstairs with his waist crossed and shouting: "Hey! Don't be blind, this lady, for our lord is the most famous poet of Basra, and his poems have driven countless noble ladies crazy, and every word he says is like pearls scattered on a plate......"

Although the woman upstairs is a cheap prostitute who can only do the business of skin and flesh, she probably doesn't even know a word, but she was born in the land of poetry, she obviously still has the ability to appreciate, and she fully expresses her evaluation of this bad poem with only one tone word: "Phew! ”

The woman slammed the window shut, and the big food merchant looked at the back of the woman who glanced at the window before it closed, as if he was in a poem: "Ah! Her angry eyes were like nightingales that saw insects, and her belly trembling with anger was as white as the belly of a fish at dawn. She gracefully turned away, like an antelope, writhing her plump buttocks that had fallen over her bent legs......"

The blonde imp made a heart-hugging gesture with his hands, bent a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and praised intoxicatingly: "Ah! What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful poem! It's like the first rays of morning light in the morning mist, like the first drop of morning dew condensed on a green leaf, ah......"

The great poet from a distant country was probably too fond of using body language to match the recitation of his poems, and he was dancing while chanting poems, and a drunken man who came out of the tavern next to him happened to be pestled in the eye, and the drunkard was furious, raised his hand and slapped him, and scolded: "Don't you have fucking eyes?" ”

The great poet retreated in embarrassment, and shouted angrily at the drunkard, "How dare you humiliate me? Humiliate the Venerable Abdullah. Shahman. Root. Aziz. Root. Hakham! Only a donkey is accustomed to being humiliated, and a noble gentleman, a free man, not even a camel will swallow his anger! ”

The drunken man staggered and was about to walk away, and when he heard this, he was amused, and he stared at the big cannibal with a pair of red drunken eyes, and said with a big tongue, "You...... You goof, what kind of fart are you talking about? You...... Do you want to do it? ”

The poet was annoyed and straightened up the crooked headband, and said solemnly: "The wolf will howl at those who are not protected by dogs, but in the face of the strong man like a lion, there is only awe, me!" Venerable Abdullah. Shahman. Root. Aziz. Root. Mr. Hakham wants to duel you in order to defend my dignity! You go to hell! ”

As soon as the Great Poet said this, several of his samurai immediately sank their shoulders, bowed their waists, and posed as attacking jiashi, while their snow-white teeth were bared and a low threatening roar came out of their throats, and their hands tightly grasped the slender cylindrical hilt of their swords at their waists.

"Yo-ho, you...... You duel with me? ”

The drunken man looked left and right in amusement, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted, "There is a demon who wants to trouble our Three Rivers Society, brothers, come on!" ”

"Hula", countless people poured out from the taverns, shops, and alleys, and even a few small vendors set up stalls on the roadside jumped out to block the streets and alleys tightly. The bearded warriors draped in a long cloth were not afraid in the slightest, and they still bared their white teeth, trying to widen their fierce eyes.

However, the great poet seemed to be taken aback by this state of affairs, and his angry expression quickly subsided, and he said in a reserved tone: "Allah will forgive him who forgives, and I will not be like a barbarian like you, so let's go, Abbasid." ”

The poet greeted his little blonde attendant, turned around and wanted to leave, but the whole street was blocked by the people of the Three Rivers Society, and where was there a way out, the drunken man stood by with his arms crossed and laughed coldly.

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh and stepped forward and said: "It's right to help each other with the brothers, but you don't have to fight for some quarrels, it's not a good reputation to bully outsiders!" ”

P: Ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass!. (To be continued......)