In other houses, there is only one girl in white who is accompanied by a lamp, but when he comes to him, he is accompanied by two better beauties.

Gu Juan was a little surprised.

I thought it was to suppress his face in such a trivial matter, but I didn't expect to give him such a big face in the end.

also made him pretend to be a big and small force in front of those young men and lakes, and enjoyed the envy of everyone.

This feeling is still a little comfortable?

At the end of the red carpet, there is a huge picture scroll, which depicts a beautiful scene of a hundred flowers blooming and competing for beauty in the form of thick ink and color, among which there is a group of fair ladies, playing among the flowers, adding a bit of liveliness and agility to the original still scene.

Before, because of the dim light, Gu Juan didn't pay much attention to this picture, but when he looked at it again, while he sincerely praised the artist's skills, it also made him see a little incongruity.

In the distant view of the painting, a rushing river can be faintly seen, and if such an element is placed in a landscape painting, it will definitely add a lot of color to it, but now in such a beautiful picture, he can't help but feel a little incongruous and incompatible.

When he got closer, Gu Juan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

The countless petals on the scroll, when you look at it from a distance, you only feel that the flowers are clustered and beautiful, but when you come to the front, you suddenly feel a little bad.

Those petals, carefully looked like scales, and they seemed to be slowly turning, just like those illusion pictures he had seen in his previous life, and he was a little dazzled after staring at them for a long time.

There is something odd about this painting.

Gu Juan lightly touched the jungle knife with his fingertips, and his hand was as warm as jade, and such a thought shook in his heart, but then he was relieved.

There are already a lot of strange places in it, but there is no more of it, and no less of it, since the jungle knife has not reacted, then let it go for the time being.

Qing Ying walked closer and gently flicked a switch, and a gap was slowly opened under the painting, revealing a scene that suddenly opened up behind her.

Through a small door, just over a man tall and six feet wide, a path stretched out entirely paved with flowers.

At the end of the path, there is a beautifully decorated flower shed.

The ground is neatly white ashlar, the left and right wooden pillars are wrapped with green vine flowers, and the top is a rainbow-like roof, and the lanterns hang down from above, the lights are bright but not dazzling, reflecting the whole scene warmly and fragrantly.

Several rows of square tables and round stools are in the middle of the flower shed, on which the wine and food are already arranged, and the steaming heat is still bubbling to the nose.

There were thirty-two square tables, exactly one for each person, and when all the young warriors were seated, a beautiful woman with a lantern came over and sat with him.

Only Gu Ju's table is special.

Opposite him, sat Lan Yue and Qing Ying.

Time passed little by little, but the banquet never meant to begin.

Everyone was in no hurry and waited quietly, although they didn't know what they were waiting for.

However, with a beautiful and gentle girl by their side, and even being able to chat with them about things they are interested in, the young warriors naturally don't have much opinion.

What surprised them even more was that when it came to the exercises they had learned, those girls who seemed to be everyone's jasper were able to talk to them in one place.

And as the conversation deepened, something that surprised them even more happened.

They often point out all kinds of difficult hurdles they are facing in just a few words, which is quite a sense of seeing the sun and the willows.

It didn't take long for almost every martial artist to introduce the woman beside him as a confidant, the kind of confidant who hated to see each other late and had the same heart.

Only one table was calmer.

Gu Juan has been sitting quietly all the time, not talking, not drinking tea, and even his eyes are slightly narrowed, half-open and half-closed, as if he has fallen asleep.

Lan Yi and Qing Ying, who were opposite him, also sat still, their eyes each crossed the side of Gu Ju's shoulder, looking into the distance, calm and distant, without a trace of emotion.

Gradually, all the voices were lowered.

The silence returned to when no one was there at first.

The young warriors no longer spoke, but looked at the girl across the table with affection, making a silent exchange of eyes.

Gu Juan still didn't open his eyes, and he still looked like an old monk.

He had already noticed that the young warriors at the other tables seemed to be gradually becoming something was not quite right.

Carefully recalling the bits and pieces after entering the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, he believes that this seems to be a subtle process.

From the emptiness and loneliness of stepping into the big tent at the beginning, to the faint fragrance in the house behind, to the strange picture scroll in the back, and the faint fragrance of flowers in the garden now, etc., everything is interlocking, like an invisible rope, slowly tightening these young people who are still in the dark.

However, Gu Juan didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he kept silent, waiting for the follow-up development to come as soon as possible.

Gu Juan, who didn't move or speak, surprised Lan Yi and Qing Ying.

The two glanced at each other quickly, Qing Ying raised her eyebrows, but saw Lan Yi shaking his head slightly.

The next moment, the two ended their communication and continued to quietly stare into the distance.

Seeing that the hot dishes on the table were about to lose their heat, Gu Juan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the path where he came.

He was stunned for a moment, and his brow furrowed into a deep Sichuan character.

Interesting.

A woman is swimming in this direction.

That's right, it's a swim that swims, a swim that swims.

It's just that one thing still needs to be discussed, and that is that this woman, she is still not a person at all.

If you only look at the upper body, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world he has ever seen.

At this time, the bride in red has been excluded by him, because the first red dress is not a person, and the second is that since the last time they met one after another in a dream, the eerie and terrifying appearance of the red dress really scared him.

However, this woman is also very strange, her legs are not there, and instead there is a snow-white and delicate snake tail.

At this moment, for the first time since he came to the banquet, his complexion changed.

Is this a snake turning into a man, or a man becoming a snake?

Other women have fair, slender, and delicate lower bodies, which can be called leg essences, but when it comes to her, they are also fair-skinned and slender and delicate, but they can only be called snake spirits.

Could it be that he was going to change his name to Xu Xian in the mountains and forests before, and his sincerity moved the heavens, so he hurriedly arranged for him to come over with a real Su Zhen?

Gu Juan thought again, if it wasn't for Su Zhen, would there be seven little dolls of light/fart/stock jumping out and overturning this banquet to find grandpa?

Is it possible that the secret letter carried by Wei Jieyan was written by the goddess herself, is it possible that the letter was actually dictated by someone and written by another person, and as a result, the snake girl was misheard as a goddess?

A strange smile appeared on Gu Ju's face, but he didn't directly make a move, or run away.

He didn't even sit on a round stool and didn't get up.

Because this beautiful snake that was slowly swimming and approaching, it only brought him a strange and bewitching feeling, and it did not bring him an extremely dangerous and oppressive feeling like the red-clothed, white tiger, big snake, and maybe Bai Li and Lacewing.

Moreover, her breath was a little disordered, and if you described it, it looked like she had not healed from an injury.

That is, either she does not have the slightest hostility towards him. Even if she is hostile and wants to pinch him as a soft persimmon, I am afraid that there is a high probability that she will hurt her hand.

Of course, on the other hand, he also wanted to pinch it, how was the difference between the beautiful snake tail that he had never seen before and the legs of a real woman.