Chapter 345: The Night of Love

Brother Seji looked at Mr. Bier, who had been talking for a long time, and suddenly had a sense of weakness that he couldn't compete with Bier in theory.

I rely on, it's just a demon, we think clearly, have a solid theory, count jù informatively, are good at side references, secretly change concepts, and sophistry nonsense, but the paralyzed actually feel that it is just such a demon? Could it be that the demon in this life will have a monster like a big debate?

And it is said that the school of the demon clan is also in shape?

Demons in this world, don't ignore them!

After listening to Bier's high-minded comments, the pig killer couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Brother Erniao, you have a level, is this considered a hunger Dafa?"

Bier frowned, and the folding fan snapped together: "It's called Mr. Bi!"

The pig killer rubbed his nose and screamed embarrassedly: "Mr. Bi is so hehe" and then slandered. Nima, I haven't seen you for more than 200 years, and I'm all Mr. I'm not happy if I don't call it. The way of the world has changed, alas

Bille was satisfied: "Well, that's not all right, scientifically speaking, this method of always being in a state of desire and craving without completely satisfying it should be called the 'Principle of Perpetual Motion of Desire.'"

So that desire is always in a state of semi-starvation that can be pursued, and this state is currently in the best interest of you, Brother Tu.

Of course, we are also stained with this interest, and the community of interests means that we have a little right to speak about how much Sister Ji makes, which has a half-dime relationship with democracy. ”

The pig killer was speechless: "Mr. Bi of the second bird, in fact, there is no need to say that it is so complicated, let's say it vividly, it is just a baked cake, eat half of it, watch half of it, eat half of it is not full, and half of it is a little bit of a slur, so if you want to eat the other half, you take out something to exchange it, right?"

Brother Seqi was angry with Mr. Bi, and hurriedly picked up the thumb brother: "Master, you are easy to understand, not like some demons, boom, bill, bill, speaker, brother

Mr. Bi looked into the distance, the wind was light and light, and he didn't care about Brother Seiji: "A scientific and rigorous machine, degenerated into a person who only knows food and drink, and is embarrassed to say that don't be a demon is a baked cake, hehe"

When the pig killer saw the two of them like this, he didn't dare to continue, so he said What is that, what about the bird buddy? So he pretended to sweep his senses, swept out the question, and laughed: "Hey two, do you know what the third bird brother is doing?"

At this time, Brother Sanniao was wiping his sleeves with his sleeves, and his eyes were blazing with a strange shout: "Then why do you poke the hole in the window paper a little bigger, and put the big thumb to the hole, yes, yes, this bird god will look at what kind of situation Yan Futi's ladies are bathing." I'm sucking it for nothing."

Brother Sanniao was looking at it with high interest, and suddenly felt a shadow behind him, making his vision a little blurred.

Brother Sanniao became angry, and casually slapped it back: "Get away, don't you know what this bird god is looking at?"

At this time, in Huaning Village, Xiao Jianjian, a bird servant who was forced by the bird god to run under a widow's window and poke through the window paper to peek at the widow's bath, was really speechless.

What kind of bird god is this paralyzed, it's almost midnight on this cold day, let the buddy do this? Has this god been lonely for many years?

A mortal, still a widow, what do you see? The body is quite plump, but the tits are a little loose, and although the buttocks are thick, the circle of flesh on the waist is also a little too much, right?

Suddenly, when he heard Youcun zài move the hair on the head of the bird god, Xiao Jianjian immediately felt a chill down his spine.

What kind of situation is this? Even the bird god dares to provoke, doesn't that mean that he is more powerful than the bird god? The bird god lives in the ring, could it be said that there are many gods in this ring?

I didn't know what to do, so I heard the bird god say, "I said that bird servant, let's go back to your ice cellar first." I said that there is a brother who does this, I rely on it, and I don't let the demon worry about it. ”

Xiao Jianjian was immediately dizzy and returned to his ice cellar.

To say that the people of this world were forced by the big rats, they all began to half-burrow.

Because the house of this stockade had to prevent large rats from burrowing into the ground, before burying half of the house below the ground, all the parts below the ground in the stockade were paved with hard rock up to two feet thick, and then the house was built on it. Half is above the ground and half below the ground.

I still feel uneasy, as long as it is frozen, I will constantly pour water on the house to condense an ice shell like armor.

Therefore, when Brother Sanniao saw this building, he directly called it an ice cellar.

The ice cellar has a stone door with a stone bolt behind the door to insert the door. If you go to bed at night, when the door is closed, only a one-foot-large window is connected to the outside world, and the window paper is pasted on it, which is the kind of roller shutter type, which can be rolled up during the day and put down at night.

This curtain rat can't get in because the window is too small.

But this window could not stop the fiery eyes that wanted to see the widow and the eldest girl bathing. On these windows, unless there are a few stunned young men in the family, who doesn't have a few or even a few holes in the general windows?

None of this is a big deal. Humanity has its own way of having fun after the long eternal night. Some daughters' families are older, and there are too many holes in the windows, so they don't bother to mend them, love to take a look, don't blind your dog's eyes.

There is also that powerful widow, who bathes every day, the window is open, anyone can see it, and she is not happy if you don't provoke her. Three teases and two teasing, and the stone bolt behind the door will be down for you.

It can't be blamed that the human race has a tendency to return to the barbaric period, but it is really beyond the present that it can't keep Ming'er, a kind of love similar to the doomsday carnival has been popular for 10,000 years, I don't know if this is a kind of sadness.

Of course, there is another reason for this rather extensive custom. That's how fast the population multiplies.

In the long-term struggle for living space with big rats, I don't know how many teenagers and girls died before they got married.

Although the number of humans has gradually increased over the years, the absolute increase is not very large compared to the lives consumed by mice. This state of affairs has led to a relatively tolerant attitude towards reproduction.

There is a resurgence of a custom that has disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, such as stepping on the moon, forest society or something, and there are two days of opening up at the turn of spring and summer every year to allow strange men and women to intercourse, the purpose of which is nothing more than to increase the fertility rate and accelerate the rate of human reproduction.

At this time, it's all. All morals and customs give way to the important subject of reproduction at this time.

Of course, the so-called morality is still very strictly enforced for the nobles and sects, not to mention those nobles in big cities and the real power figures of the sect, that is, the owner of a small village, he allows his wife or concubine to participate in the wild activities of those unscrupulous moon-stepping forest societies? If you are not convinced, you can't help it. The world has never been fair. If you want to be fair, then you should be strong first.

It stands to reason that Xiao Jianjian actually participated in carnivals such as the moon as early as fifteen years old, and the little brother may have sown seeds in the stomachs of some girls and even women after many carnival baptisms, and a number of babies may be his seeds, and even he himself dare not say that there must be no such thing.

However, this does not mean that Xiao Jianjian cannot be infatuated with Xiao Lan'er, nor does it mean that Xiao Lan'er everywhere cannot have a heart for him.

In short, in such a living environment, there is still more contact between men and women, especially in the battle with the big mouse or beard, it is more likely to produce some heroes to save the beauty, although these bridges are rotten and have the smell of rotten wood, but this does not prevent the girl's heart from opening for a man.

Don't talk about Xiao Lan'er, the daughter of the owner of the village who is looked down on by the family very closely, she is a pseudo-yellow flower girl who has long been broken but has not yet married, can you say that people don't have a time to toss and turn?

People of this era agree with the idea that sometimes love and sex are separate.

Continuing to move forward as early as dusk, Xiao Jianjian returned to his ice cellar very lonely and awesome, and told the bird god a lot of things, such as his love affair with Lan'er, such as stepping on the moon and Lin She, such as the meaning of women to men.

Xiao Jianjian tried to infect his sadness and loneliness to the bird god, but the bird god was not interested in any love affair at all, but was eager and yearning for poking a hole in the window paper to watch the little widow and the big girl take a bath.

Brother Three Birds invited the bird servant to sneak into a widow's window and poke a hole, but of course the bird servant did not have this intention. Nima, Ming'er and Xiaolan'er are going to get married, and they are going to marry the young sect master of Huatian Sect. Do you think I can have the heart to see the widow bathing?

But as a bird servant, to continue to serve, the key point is to have the consciousness of a servant, obey orders and listen to commands, and hit wherever God directs. Not to mention Brother Sanniao's coercion and temptation.

Say what, if you don't go today, you're a bird servant, don't worry about Lan'er, catch up with Ming'er, as soon as the bird god disappears, you cry, you hum! But if you can take the bird god to observe the world, experience and experience the folk customs, Ming'er, what is the young sect master, this bird god will make you big again, tender to death, you snatch Lan'er back to be a wife?

Of course this one hits. But Bird God, haven't you seen a woman in your eight lifetimes?

Xiao Jianjian, who returned to the ice cellar, felt the loneliness and coldness of the night at this time. The sense of loneliness is as pervasive as the night, and Xiao Lan'er's figure and smile are dangling in front of her eyes, but she can't catch them.

On this night, what is the only one who can't sleep?

It can almost be said that not a single person in the entire stockade fell asleep.

Ordinary people, such as mules and the like, are gathered in an ice cellar, you look at me, I look at you, and they talk about whether Xiao Jianjian is possessed by gods or demons and monsters. What will be the consequences of possession, and what should be our attitude towards Xiao Jianjian?

Men can't sleep, and neither can women.

Seeing Xiao Jianjian's amazing momentum and supernatural powers at dusk, whether he was a demon or a god possessed, it was different in short.

This big boy, who they didn't pay much attention to before, came back from looking for death, and it looked like he was going against the sky.

How capable is the younger brother of the owner of the village, Ji De, who can see the dead birds of the mule? This strange fire burned into a bald chicken.

It seems that Xiao Jianjian was on the body of the old lady during the Lin Society?

That time he poked my window paper in the middle of the night and was pulled in by me to have a great time, maybe he was the one who had a great time?

These chaotic thoughts floated in the night sky, making the night actually very commotionous.

Those who can't sleep also belong to the family of Ji Chang, the owner of the village, including Xiao Lan'er, who learned that Xiao Jianjian did not die and went against the sky when he came back.

Xiao Lan'er sat in front of the window, looking at the deep night sky, thinking that she was really going to get married tomorrow?