On this ordinary night, this group of people were very happy. There was no intrigue between sects, no intrigue between good and evil, and they just wanted to get drunk.
The sound of the piano was beautiful, and the sound of the flute was clear. Gradually, more and more people joined in the singing. By the goddess lake, there were not only the disciples of the Cangyun Sect, but also other disciples of the righteous path. Seeing Cang Yun Sect,
The Yunmen disciples were singing, so they all sang along.
A song about a young man's journey, a song about rivers and lakes, and a song about the freedom of gods.
Playing strings of silk and bamboo, drinking wine and singing, wielding a sword for nine days, enjoying grudges and grudges, isn't this the carefree life we yearn for?
After all, the beggar's chicken was dug out by the greedy Xiaochi. For her, life is almost endless. She does not understand the thoughts of other humans at this moment. Foxes love to eat chicken, and this has been the case since ancient times. She is not interested in the deliciousness of the beggar's chicken.
The temptation is something she cannot resist.
Zhao Shilin brought a lot of big fat chickens from the royal palace, so there were a lot of beggar chickens. If you couldn't finish them, you could give them to the righteous disciples next to you, and they wouldn't be wasted.
Drink from a big bowl and eat meat with big mouthfuls. If you don’t eat with a gun, you will feel unhappy. Except for a few female disciples who are quite reserved, guys like Ye Xiaochuan, Jingse, and Liujie all started to rob them. There are obviously many people who use snow lotus.
The beggar's chicken wrapped in lotus leaves has not been opened yet, but they like to snatch it from others.
They are young now and can still live happily, but in a few decades, when all of them have achieved high moral status, they will not be able to be so unscrupulous.
Tonight's bonfire party was a great success. In the second half of the night, everyone walked towards Boulder City in one step or another, promising to hold more bonfire parties like this one if they had time.
Wangcai was in a good mood today. Since there were a lot of beggar chickens, he had a hearty meal and squatted on Ye Xiaochuan's shoulders. His belly was obviously enlarged.
Liu Jie also ate a lot, even more than Jing Xing. When he was drunk, he asked people to borrow money one by one. If he didn't borrow more, he would borrow twenty or thirty taels. In the end, no one except Ye Xiaochuan took the bait.
These guys all know the origin of the name of Monk Liujie, also known as Monk Liujie. Whenever he has something to do, he will ask relatives, friends or people he doesn’t know to borrow money. He has never borrowed more than sixty taels, and he will also issue IOUs. It seems
Good character.
But over the years, it seems that all the creditors' IOUs have become rotten and moldy, and he has never cashed any of them.
A creditor once came to the door with an IOU. He said: The Sa family has no money, and I will pay you back if I have it. By the way, if you are not well off now, borrow another fifty taels from the Sa family to buy wine.
From then on, no one came to him to repay the money, and of course, no one was deceived into lending him money.
Until today, I met Ye Xiaochuan, a big idiot on this cliff.
Ye Xiaochuan's drinking capacity has been cultivated since he was a child. He followed an old alcoholic master and drank milk since he was a child. He did not drink too much. When he returned to the palace room, his consciousness was still sober. He threw Wangcai into the bed and let it fend for itself.
, I drank all the half a pot of herbal tea on the table. Seeing that it was getting dark soon, I simply stopped going to bed. Anyway, I didn’t have a competition tomorrow, so I sat cross-legged and meditated, doing my exercises to force out the alcohol smell in the blood in my body.
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After circulating the Yin-Yang universe for a whole day, the smell of alcohol was almost gone. When I looked up out of the window, it was not yet dawn, but the rooster was already crowing.
He was not the only one who couldn't sleep. Yun Qiyou in the next room could not sleep either. There was no candle in the dark room. Yun Qiyou opened the window, but could no longer see the moonlight. He felt slightly disappointed. After closing the window
Lying gently on the bed.
Suddenly, there was a slight thumping sound from the wall, and then Ye Xiaochuan's words were heard.
"Yun Bandit, you haven't slept yet."
The two people's rooms were considered the most remote. They were right next to each other and separated by a wall. In the dead of night, Ye Xiaochuan heard the sound of Yun Qiyou opening and closing the window in the next room.
The two people who suffer from insomnia have just started to have feelings for each other and are ignorant about feelings. The music of the piano and flute tonight made both of them feel a little mysterious.
Yun Qiyou was silent for a while, and then said: "You haven't slept either, haven't you?"
Ye Xiaochuan, who was lying on the bed, did not expect Yun Qiyou to respond. Gulu turned over on the bed, lay on the bed, knocked on the wall a few times with his hands, and said: "I can't sleep, since you can't sleep either, then
Let’s chat, you’ll be the one who talks the least at the Beggar’s Chicken bonfire party tonight.”
Yun Qiyou fell into a long silence, just when Ye Xiaochuan thought that this woman would no longer talk to him and was a little disappointed.
Yun Qiyou suddenly said: "Where did that jade flute in your hand come from?"
Ye Xiaochuan was startled and said: "I still want to ask you, where did the guqin you are wearing come from? Why is it that I can feel a very familiar and mysterious feeling every time the guqin and flute play in harmony?
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Yun Qiyou said: "Me too, this mysterious feeling is getting stronger and stronger."
Neither of them told the origin of their things. Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to say that the Huangquan Biluoxiao was one of the three sacred instruments of the Demon Sect. This secret must not be known to anyone except himself, otherwise there would be great consequences.
Trouble.
Yun Qiyou also didn't want to tell the origin of the Demon-Suppressing Guqin, it was also her secret.
So the two people with ulterior motives began to remain silent for a long time.
After a long time, Yun Qiyou suddenly took the initiative and said, "Do you know the origin of the edgeless sword in your hand?"
Ye Xiaochuan echoed: "Of course I know, the magic weapon of the invisible sword god Situ Feng six thousand years ago."
Yun Qiyou said: "Do you know the story of Situ Feng and Su Qinglian?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, a little surprised. Could it be that Yun Qiyou also knew about the curse of Zhan Chen and Wu Feng's three lives and seven lives? Also knew about the nine thousand and nine hundred years of reincarnation?
No, Situ Feng told him this secret. No one should tell Yun Qiyou such a long-standing story.
Just when Ye Xiaochuan was thinking secretly, what Yun Qiyou said next surprised him even more.
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "There is a curse between Zhan Chen and Wu Feng. They fell in love and killed each other, and were entangled in each other for three lives and seven lives. You and I are the last lives. The masters of the swords in the previous six lives all had miserable endings.
Su Qinglian died at the hands of Situ Feng, you should know it very well."
Ye Xiaochuan was extremely shocked at this moment. It took him a while to regain his composure and said: "So you know about the curse of Zhanchen Wufeng for three lives and seven lifetimes. Now you still know about the curse of the double swords, and you and me."
He is the last person in the world, and there should be very few left in the world. I am very curious, who told you this secret?"
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "A senior from Cangyun Sect told me, Ye Xiaochuan, if one day we will be like the first six lives of Two Swords, will you kill me?"
