The old man said: "After death, black and white led me to the Huangquan Road. When I arrived at the Wangchuan River, I went up to the Naihe Bridge. There was a Meng Po who gave people a bowl of soup to drink. All the previous memories were gone.
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I shuddered when I heard this. I had never seen such a strange theory about ghosts and gods before. I was curious and scared at the same time. Na Miantang pulled me over and frowned: "Why are you hearing such nonsense?"
I had long been fascinated by what the old man said. It sounded like a completely new world to me. I couldn't help but pull on his clothes: "Listen a little longer, I won't leave anyway."
Na Miantang had no choice but to stop and wait for me.
A group member nearby expressed his opinion: "Dear Immortal, I heard that foreigners also think the same way. They say that if a woman wants to go to the Santu River, she needs a man to pull her onto the ferry to cross the Santu River. Otherwise, she will fall into the river.
There is no way to be reincarnated and become a water ghost. It is very pitiful to become a pig or dog."
I felt chills all over.
A woman next to him asked him: "What man? Any man you meet?"
The immortal replied: "It's the first one, the first woman is the first man."
The woman's face suddenly turned crimson, and she shyly dodged out of the crowd, causing some men to cover their mouths and burst into laughter. I didn't quite understand, what was the first man?
Na Miantang's face sank, and he pulled me out with force this time.
I asked Na Miantang in confusion: "What is the first man?"
Na Miantang looked at me sideways and said, "It's just holding hands and kissing and sleeping together. Do you want to listen anymore?"
I reacted, my face turned red with embarrassment, I pulled away Miantang's hand with all my strength, my face was about to bleed, and I strode forward in annoyance. Suddenly I saw the restaurant, turned around and said excitedly: "I'm hungry!"
This hotel is our best hotel, has the best wine, and only the most stylish people come here.
As expected, Na's face is a perfect proof. The owner of the store has given us the best private room in Tianzihao.
As soon as I went out, I was thinking that he would not make it easy for me, and I would not make it easy for him. I deliberately sat on a straight wooden chair in a lazy manner, wearing half-worn breeches and not-so-new cloth shoes on my feet.
Stretching straight, a few strands of green silk were fluttering on his forehead, and he brushed back a fallen strand of hair with his hands. Na Mianchang had already told the waiter to put the teapot on the table and pour it himself. What this meant was, you
It's ready to flash.
When I stayed with him, there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority, and he didn't seem to stick to it. He showed even more masculine beauty in the sunshine - he was from a famous noble family, but judging from his demeanor, he was more
He is like a wanderer because he wears a black hat that he thinks is cool.
I half-closed my eyes, half awake and half dreaming, staring at the scenery outside the window at the lake, but I knew that Mian Chang was looking at me.
Na Mian often asked me: "What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think about anything. I just let my mind wander freely. I was very happy. By the way, when will the delicious food be served?"
He looked at me a little firmly and said teasingly: "If there really is a Wangchuan River, I can leave you a boat ticket and wait for you to guide you across the river."
I couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of my eyes and said, "Please keep the ferry tickets. Without bothering you, you can go to Hongxinglou. The tickets will be sold easily there."
"I will only wait for one person." Na Miantang said calmly without any hesitation, and his eyes gradually became blazing when he looked at me.