A small lake is glowing with luster, like a crumpled piece of floating brocade, and the sparse lotus grows in the lake, like exquisite embroidery patterns on brocade.

I Zhiyi leaned against the window, watching the dragonfly swaying in the wind, listening to Xiaoer tell the story of the past, for a moment, it seemed that death was thousands of miles away from me.

Xiao Er sighed with emotion: "Oh, whoever God wants to get promoted and get rich, to be a superior person, it can't be stopped!"

It was the same as in the wild history play book, Beggar Wen fell straight into a cave with his pounce, in that cave, he met a dying expert, and he was given a bag of dried meat, a thousand taels of gold, and the ancient book "Thousand Grass Classic" one part.

It was the time of war and strife, and my holy ancestor, Emperor Gao, was still wearing diapers, so he couldn't rule the world, so Wen beggars swam to the relatively stable southwest, bought thousands of hectares of fertile land, and became one of the largest landlords in the southwest.

But after a while, the wind suddenly picked up, and a layer of black clouds came over the city, and the moist breath adhered to the skin, making people feel bored.

Xiao Er wiped off his sweat, and said: "Three years ago, the old owner Wen died of illness. Somehow, it was spread that the "Thousand Grass Classic" contains a secret method. If you follow it, you will be as good as eighteen, and you will never grow old. ..."

I don't think so: "If there really is a secret method, the old owner won't be able to ride a crane to the west... Then the owner Wen Shao..."

Xiao Er laughed "chi" and said: "Master Wen Shaozhuang is the guest of several girls in the Chunhua Building. There are rumors that really disturb him... Well, if you refer to the techniques in the room, Master Shaozhuang will Printed and distributed the "Thousand Grass Classic" that had been hidden for hundreds of years, and spread it throughout the southwest, and sold most of the family property, took a few flower girls, and went on a tour..."

Oh?

This young village owner doesn't stick to gold, silver, fame and fortune, and acts unrestrainedly, he is really a wonderful person!

But Xiao Xianyu was filled with righteous indignation: "This young master is really a prodigal!"

Xiaoer smiled smugly: "Actually, Master Wen Shaozhuang has done a good thing. This book contains the method of nourishing the face with flowers and plants. The recipe in my family used a rose juice to wash hands. Now the fingers But it's whiter than tofu..."

There was rumbling thunder from the depths of the black clouds, and the rain fell from the eaves, converging into small streams, which seemed to flow into my heart one by one, chilling my bones.

Beauty and beauty?

The senior brother visited Southwest China for half a year. Is this "Thousand Grass Classic" just a book about the method of beauty and beauty?

I waved my hand to signal Xiao Er to back down, I looked at Xiao Xianyu, and said resolutely: "Tonight, we will visit Wenjiazhuang at night!"

Little Xianyu was stunned: "Rongrong, you..."

"Boom——" There was a sudden muffled thunder rolling outside the window, interrupting his words. What came after the thunder was the noise from downstairs.

One drink: "...Mo-joke...lady..."

Another leisurely: "I am molesting myself in front of the mirror, it's more like molesting your ugly daughter-in-law..."

He drank again: "...Are you looking for a fight?"

The other is more leisurely: "...Look at your kind-hearted daughter-in-law, who wants to ask for a meal..."

He was dressed in emerald green clothes, with a faint smile, alas, his face was still bright and gorgeous, but when he opened his mouth, it was still unbearable!

The smile on my lips was as bright as colorful splashes, and I raised my voice: "Ruyu, are you molesting this little lady?"

The jade-like noble young master was stunned: "Bai...Brother Bai?"

【Lady strikes】

"Ruyu, you've already eaten three bowls..." I was dumbfounded looking at the handsome young man who was devouring it.

"I'm...hungry...for two days..." Stretching out his hand towards the fat and tender roast chicken, the arc drawn by his light white hand is elegant and graceful, like a shocking bird under the dark sky, with a shocking beauty.

With a bang in my head, I forced myself to turn the bloody ring on my little finger, "Ruyu, you were born in July?"

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