Chapter 25 If one’s words are not consistent, one’s longevity will be extinguished
inside the house.
Shang Bingjiu untied Xiao Baojing's palace skirt.
The girl's body was fair and shiny, and because she had been running around for too long tonight, the red silk threads at her joints were broken bit by bit.
Although the Ice Soul Qiongling Flower slowed down the decay of the puppet, it could not cure the root cause.
She still had to cultivate her body.
But she refused to practice hard. She spent the whole day either playing with spirits or running into the city to light fires.
On the way, he met a flower demon and tried to practice evil with a wild man.
Shang Bingjiu sat cross-legged and held his chin up, his slightly raised eyes casting narrow shadows: "I'm really unmotivated."
The girl was fast asleep, unaware of his thoughts.
Suddenly an old hen's head popped out of the satchel.
"Cack!"
The old hen got out of her satchel, held her head high, and walked around the room.
——A fairy came to our house last night, and she quietly stuffed a lot of candies into my sleeve pocket. But I don’t like eating sweets, I like eating chicken. Little princess, can you tell her for me and ask her to give me a chicken next time she comes?
The words I said yesterday morning vaguely appeared in front of my eyes.
Shang Bingjiu watched the old hen fly to his basket. He was silent for a long time, then suddenly he gritted his teeth and laughed.
She actually offered him a chicken.
He fetched needle and thread and re-sewed her body under the lamp.
Seeing that Xiao Baojing's skirt was stained with wine, he moved the bathtub to bathe and change her clothes again.
The green lantern is like a firefly.
In front of the dowry under the window, the girl's rouge-red palace skirt is layered with lush flowers, her newly combed pony hairpin with two small gold combs, and the fresh hibiscus on her temples are so delicate. Her eyes are slightly closed due to drunkenness, and the ends of her eyes are dizzy. Thin drunken blush.
Shang Bingjiu held her chin with his two fingers, rolled the rouge between his fingertips, and applied it to her lips little by little.
He gave her a peach blossom make-up.
The young man was very satisfied with her makeup tonight. Thinking of her singing posture in Qingyin Tower, he couldn't help but move the red silk thread wrapped around his fingers.
On the wall, Xiao Baojing's slender figure stood up like a puppet, raising her sleeves and lowering her head, shy and timid, just like her appearance on the stage tonight.
The young man clapped and hummed leisurely, which was a subtitle of "The Oath" from "The Peony Pavilion".
"God's God, God's God, the fragrance of the alliance is full of fragrance. Liu Mengmei, Liu Mengmei, I met this beautiful woman in Nan'an County, and they became husband and wife. They lived in the same room and died in the same cave. If the words are not in harmony, the life will be extinguished with the fragrance."< br>
If the mouth is not consistent, the longevity will be extinguished with the fragrance...
Life is extinguished with fragrance...
A long time ago, my brother once stroked his head and told him that he would come back when the three incense sticks on the East China Sea burned out.
The fragrance of the soul burned for three days and three nights.
But my brother never came back.
When the incense of the soul finally died out, what came back was the news of brother's death.
The girl's shadow was moved by the red thread, and she knelt down beside Shang Bingjiu.
She lowered her head, rolled up her sleeves and poured a plate of wine.
An orange moon reflected in the thin wine.
Shang Bingjiu stared at the moon for a long time, then raised his head and drank the wine. When he looked again, the moon was gone.
It was as if he had swallowed it into his belly.
He suddenly chuckled.
The laughter gradually became louder and wilder, arrogant and unbridled, and his thin shoulders trembled violently.
Yaoyao hugged the old hen and fled out of the house in fear, snuggling up with the banana hibiscus in the yard.
In the room, the beauty was sitting on her knees with her head bowed, and countless red threads were connected around the young man's fingertips.
The young man looked out the window at the bright moon still hanging in the sky, and when he opened his thin lips, the fangs exposed became more and more frighteningly white.
Early next morning.
When Xiao Baojing woke up, his head was still a little confused because of his hangover.
She only remembered having a good time drinking and talking with some beautiful sisters in the wilderness last night, but she had no memory of what happened next.
She lowered her head and glanced at the beautiful and brand-new dress she was wearing, and then looked at her delicately made-up face in the bronze mirror.
She thought she was drunk last night, so those beautiful sisters secretly sent her back. She reached out and touched her shoulder bag. Fortunately, the Analects of Confucius was not lost yet.
By the way, where is her cock?
Where's that fat old hen? !
She subconsciously looked towards the bed.
It was okay if I didn’t look at it, but I was shocked when I looked at it.
The salesman was sleeping soundly, and the old hen was squatting on his head, sticking out its butt as if it wanted to poop.
Xiao Baojing quickly suppressed his voice and waved his sleeves to drive away: "Go, go, go away!"
The old hen ignored her at all, stuck her butt out, and laid an egg!
Xiao Baojing:......
Not bad, just laying eggs.
After laying the eggs, the old hen raised her neck and just let out a triumphant "cluck" when she was grabbed by the neck by Shang Bingjiu, who had his eyes closed.
He sat up, threw the old hen to the ground, picked up the egg on the bed, cracked the egg shell and poured it into his mouth.
Xiao Baojing: Huh?
Did he eat it raw?
Don't you need to steam or fry it?
Raw eggs have bacteria!
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Thinking that the salesman might not have eaten eggs for a long, long time and was greedy for a while, Xiao Baojing gave up his surprise.
She was sitting conscientiously in front of the dowry, pretending to be a puppet, when she saw the salesman walking barefoot in front of the bronze mirror without any outer clothes.
The early morning sunlight in midsummer comes through the window, and it's white.
He suddenly opened his inner clothes and took a look at himself in the mirror.
Xiao Baojing:......
Although they say don’t look at anything inappropriate, there’s no harm in taking a sneak peek?
She squinted.
Although the young man who is growing up looks thin and thin, perhaps because he often walks in the streets, he has developed strong and sexy muscles. The light and shadow through the window clearly outline the lines of his abdominal muscles. Male dog The mermaid line from the waist down penetrated into the underwear, rising and falling slightly with his breathing, which was about a boiling temperature.
Xiao Baojing couldn't help but curl up her little hands hidden in her wide sleeves.
I really want to touch him.
Shang Bingjiu looked at the side face of the girl in the bronze mirror, stretched out his hand to touch his abdominal muscles, his voice was clear and playful, as if he was talking to himself: "What a wonderful Yuanyang. After living in the mountains for so long, I still have no one." Picking up the weird beauties? ”
Xiao Baojing: The salesman is crazy!
He misses women so much that he doesn't even let go of female spirits!
Shang Bingjiu glanced at her and suddenly stood up and reached over her to close the window.
His abdominal muscles stopped next to Xiao Baojing's cheek and swayed slowly.
Xiao Baojing quickly curled the corners of his mouth.
She tried to bite her lip to remain reserved, and observed quietly with a blushing face.
Fine chaff!
Unexpectedly, she would also eat fine chaff in her lifetime!
…
Shang Bingjiu didn't go walking around the streets today. He only cut some branches from the mountains, picked up some hay, and built a chicken coop in the corner of the yard.
Perhaps because he could eat a fresh egg every day, he did not stay any longer because of hunger, picked up the basket of goods and set foot on the road to Ye Jing again.
When passing by Yangcheng, Xiao Baojing listened to the aunts in the market discussing that Qingyin Building was investigated by the government, and the trafficked girls were sent back to their places of origin. The shopkeeper and others had committed many crimes and were now imprisoned.
She opened the cage.
The salesman was passing by the door of Qingyin Building.
She saw that the door was tightly closed and covered with seals, and it was indeed investigated by the government.
When the girl closed the box with satisfaction, she didn't notice that a golden light of merit quietly melted into her body.
…
Forty miles north of Yangcheng is Rongcheng, where Ji Zhengyan wants to go.
The weather was bad when Shang Bingjiu entered the city. Before he could find any space to set up the banana garden, there was a sudden heavy rain. He simply took the basket of goods and broke into an abandoned garden in the south of the city to take shelter from the rain.
Before entering the garden, Xiao Baojing glanced at the cobweb-covered plaque through the cracks in the cage.
"Loquat Garden."
There should be many loquat trees in the garden, right?
As Shang Bingjiu entered the garden, the words on the plaque quietly changed.
Forget the garden.
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