Many days later, Xiang Que returned from the outer sea to the blessed land of Cave Heaven, but he did not return to Yunshan Sect. He waited anywhere. He had to face complicated matters when he returned to the sect, so Xiang Que never thought of Hui.
Going to Yunshan is the temperament that a person who lives a lazy and casual life should have.
So, Xiangque, which was rare to relax, had aroused the idea of looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
After all, maybe in a few more years, decades, or a hundred years, it is time to leave the blessing of the cave.
Although he does not have a strong sense of belonging here, he has lived for nearly four hundred years no matter what, and there will definitely be feelings. Before this, Xiang Que has never experienced this cave and blessed land. It is a great place.
Most of the time, I fight everywhere and cause trouble.
Therefore, Xiang Que suddenly gave up his identity as the leader of Yunshan Sect and transformed into an ordinary person.
What he thought was that since he was leaving, a person as outstanding as me should look back on his life. Why not start with an ordinary person and take a look at the life I live in first?
A world.
From this day on, Xiang Que seemed to have become a different person, not a practitioner, nor the famous leader of Yunshan, the world's blessed land. He even claimed to the outside world that he called Xiang Ping instead of Xiang Que.
When a person suddenly lets go of everything you had before, the world in front of you seemed to be completely new, completely different from before.
At this time, Xiang Que's long gown was quite clean, but there was a lot of stubble on his face. Even if his hair was tied up, it would still hang down in front of his face, blocking most of his peerless face, making people feel like he was wearing it.
I just recognized who he was.
After returning from the outer sea, Xiangque walked all the way, passed many cities, and met many practitioners, but he always had his positioning for himself, and I am just an ordinary person.
Xiang Que had seen robbery in the wilderness, but at most he just took a few glances and left speechlessly. Ordinary people should not meddle in other people's business.
Whose child who will never die will care about me?
Xiang Que has also been to many restaurants, and then sat down and ordered a few side dishes and two jars of wine to drink by himself. He liked this state of drinking alone and then drinking in a daze, and his mood would be inexplicable.
It's so pleasant.
It’s a pity that there are no cigarettes sold in this place, otherwise it would be really good to have a cigarette in your mouth while drinking.
Xiang Que later went to another city, a small city, and it was not very famous in the blessings of the cave, but it was the place where Xiang Que had been hostage with Yan Ruyu after coming out of the Imperial Mountain. It was also the first time he had been here.
I met the Queen Mother who is now locked in the Taoist realm.
Coincidentally, after Xiang Que came to this city, he met the annual pleasure boat poetry festival on the banks of Chaotian River. He suddenly remembered that he had once plagiarized Tang Bohu's Taohua Temple here.
When the poems were thrown to those talented people, they were shocked.
Standing in a crowd of arch bridges on the Chaotian River, Xiangque looked at the pleasure boats below with a little excitement, all of whom were talented women and brothel women from all over the world.
Then on the bridge and on both sides of the strait are some students and talented men.
The blessings of the cave heaven are not only for practitioners. In fact, if calculated according to the comparison, ordinary people will be more popular. After all, not everyone's qualifications are very suitable for practicing.
Xiang Que is like the most ordinary member of the world. He smiles with his hands behind his back. He happily drove the students and talents to think of various wonderful poems, just to win the painting boat.
The beauty in it smiled.
At this time, a cruise ship in Chaotian River, which was slightly larger than other pleasure boats, suddenly slowly rowed over. There were many women wearing long skirts standing on the boat, and the crowds around him were silent.
Then I remembered the whispering sounds.
Xiang Que turned his head and asked a young man next to him, "Old Tie, who is the person here? It seems to be quite well-known, who?"
The other party was stunned and said, "What is Lao Tie?"
"Well, it means friends, it is the local dialect in our village."
"Oh, you don't even know Hua Yingrong? She is the top card in Chunchang Palace. She is said to be the least talented woman in the blessed world in the years. Some people have seen her and said she is so beautiful that she can only be described as being beautiful in the world.
, but it's a pity that few people have seen her lineup, even if it costs a lot of money,"
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "Since it's the top brand, it's a brothel girl, can it be a good idea to spend money?"
The other party shook his head and said, "Of course not. Hua Yingrong doesn't like this at all. She has always only focused on the talent and reputation of people. Unless you can get her recognition in music and poetry, you can't do it no matter how much you spend.
Meet last."
Xiang Que suddenly became interested and said, "Is it really beautiful?"
"Haha, who knows, I just heard that men who are lucky enough to see her are basically unable to walk..."
At this time, the pleasure boat in the river slowly stopped in the middle of the river road. Several women with lanterns turned around together. The curtains in the cabin in the pleasure boat were suddenly lifted up, and a burst of screams suddenly emerged from the crowd.
There is no whistle, there are all cultural people here.
The arm that opened the curtain was white and slender, even Xiang Que had to admit that this arm alone could give people ninety points. Then, the owner of the arm lifted it up.
She slowly walked out from behind the curtain. She lowered her head, perhaps because she was a little taller, and then a long, dark and flowing hair trembled with the breeze on the river.
A white long skirt without any flaws outlines the most beautiful and graceful figure in the world.
But unfortunately, the imaginary peerless face was not revealed in front of others. Hua Yingrong was wearing a white gauze on her face, blocking most of her face. Suddenly, sighs of regret came from the crowd around her.
Voice.
Although she didn't see her face, with Hua Yingrong's figure, she immediately compared the other women on the boats around her.
Xiang Que recalled a common saying on the Internet in his previous life: "With this figure, even if she was born, she had a face on the ground, I could do it..."
Hua Yingrong, who walked out of the pleasure boat, slowly bowed to the surroundings. After she stood up, a series of pleasant sounds resounded on the Chaotian River.
"Yingrong's polite house is a coincidence with the annual Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting. I was fortunate to meet a talented man from all directions..."