Dangerous City In The Last Days

The bed with the big and small butterfly last night made Qin An's mood suddenly clear. It was a very special mood. Two women like flowers, only wearing a little clothing, lying beside him, the three of them are really like confidants. In general, when cherishing the memory of the common relatives, at least Qin An has no distracting thoughts. It feels really good like that!

what! Life is going to continue. Just be happier. I'm so old, so what else can't you think of?

After contacting Qingjianren, although Qin An was not treated enthusiastically, he was still happy.

These old guys don't know how old they are, but they still think of themselves as lads. They are only more than sixty. Isn't it like a newborn?

right! With a good mentality, he is still the morning sun, and he can still optimise the sky! There is still a lot of future, full of happiness waiting for him, he must not be sad for the spring and autumn, he must have confidence in himself, and also have confidence in Weng Lan, Dafeng, Erhe, Xiangming, Yana! All of them will return to him eventually, and his story will definitely end with a comedy!

Walking on the busy street, Qin An unexpectedly saw many beautiful women of the Qingjian tribe!

After listening carefully, it turns out that the women's ban on footing has been lifted from 6 o'clock tonight! The women don’t even have to kneel down to the men of the Qingjian tribe they don’t know when they go out. No wonder these women are so excited, a group of unleashed tigresses!

As Qin An walked through the crowd, he only felt as if he had returned to ancient times. The way people spoke, dressed up, and set up booths, looked closer to the ancients.

Qin An walked for a while and knew that there was a lantern festival in the civilian area tonight.

The so-called lantern festival is actually an activity of watching lanterns, shopping, eating food and putting on Kongming lanterns.

The Kongming lanterns here are called night sky lanterns. The release of night sky lanterns is also a kind of wish-making ceremony for the people. Therefore, the most vendors on the street today are selling night sky lanterns. Women are looting them wildly. They all need to make a wish and expect to get married in the next year. Husband can be kind to them, unmarried, pray that he can have a good understanding husband.

This is the stalk of sexual reproduction of intelligent creatures. Even if women are discriminated against by men, they still want to go to men, just like the moths fighting the fire.

"Miss! Look, isn't he there?"

"You girl, you found people as soon as you got there. Did you always send someone to watch it secretly? Tell me, what's your heart?"

"What else can it be? Of course it's venting Miss!"

"...Yes, but I have promised not to kill him."

"You don't have to kill him to vent your anger. We can make him foolish, embarrass him, make him uncomfortable, etc., many methods are okay!"

"Um...what the hell should I do?"

"See if he can eat. We can put laxatives in his food, and then the owner will send the toilet away when he goes to the public toilet. Didn't he look at your body? Let's let him leak his ass! "

"..."

Qin An stepped on his right foot with his left foot and almost fell to the ground, his face flushed and almost laughed.

Sure enough, after a long time, the Miss was a little annoyed and said: "Zeng Huan, what are you paying attention to? This princess really wants to tear your little mouth!"

"..."

Zeng Huan probably covered Own's mouth and made a strange whine.

Qin An tried to calmly continue walking forward, pretending that he did not find the two masters and servants ten meters behind him, intending to cope with all the changes. At this moment, a little boy next to Qin An spoke.

"Mom, there seems to be words on the night sky lamp!"

"Huh? Which one?"

"That's it!"

Qin An subconsciously looked in the direction of the little boy's fingers, and saw a night dragon lantern floating about three hundred meters above the ground with words on it.

After reading it, Qin An was a little curious, and inadvertently said:

"That's "Jiang Jinjiu" by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

Do you see, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like a blue silk.

You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzun empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back after all my money is gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows is fun, and you will have to drink three hundred cups.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will be drinking, not stopping the cup.

A song with Junge, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.

In the old days, Wang Chen feasted peacefully and fought wine with great joy.

What is the owner's word for less money, you have to sell to the king.

Five-flowered horse, golden fur,

Hu'er will exchange fine wines, and sell the eternal sorrows together with You.

...

Ah, this is an ancient poem on the earth. I didn't expect it to be spread to the Qingjian clan. Li Bai would be proud of it if Quanxia knew it. His calligraphy has now been teleported by aliens! "

Qin An's voice was neither loud nor small.

The child's mother glanced at Qin An, her face flushed immediately, she still didn't know how to talk to a strange man.

It may be that Qin An’s looks are too handsome. The shy woman finally said: "Mr. Good eyesight! My son is a visual supernatural person. He can't read the words written on it, but you can't leave a word. Read it out, I think you must be a visual supernatural person? So many words are written on the night sky lamp, it is estimated that all six sides are written. From this angle, you should only see three sides of the lamp, but you Still reading the entire poem, are you still a visual ability person with perspective!"

The woman's voice fell. Before Qin An could explain that he could memorize the poem, he heard the princess behind him let out a depressed low roar.

"the wicked!"

"Miss Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"He... he is probably a visual ability person with night vision and perspective!"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Stupid! I was in the water that night. I was thinking about the black lights and the lake protection. I shouldn't have been seen by this guy much, but if he is a visual ability person, then I..."

"Oh my God! Isn't that the hair he saw is gone?"

"Mao...? Your sister Mao! I'm really ashamed!"

"Miss! How about I go and kill him!"

"Huh, it's not very cheap! Keep letting people follow him, we go back, I must take care of him! This stray! Bad guy! Sexual scumbag! Big pervert!"

While insulting Qin An, the princess ran away in shame, and the maid immediately followed.

Qin An stood there and wiped the sweat from his forehead...

f*ck! Misfortune comes from the mouth, the ancients sincerely don't deceive me!

Next, Qin An was not in the mood to go shopping anymore, so he ran back to sleep in a desperate mood, where he was still in the mood to care about the lantern festival, he had to think about how to deal with this princess.

...

After two days in the Qingjianren territory, tomorrow will be the Shenyuan Festival. On the main square in the center of the territory, there will be a grand opening ceremony of the festival and many performances.

At least today, the people are still full of passion. They haven't considered too much about the trapped maze world. This is a question that the king and the management should consider.

So in the afternoon before the opening ceremony of the Shenyuan Festival, crowds in the central square of the territory were crowded, and the first knockout match of Princess Linghua's selection of husbands began!

The atmosphere is also a bit lively.

The central square was surrounded by huge cloths, and then all the people who participated in the selection meeting entered the closed venue.

Before the official start of the competition, the examiner came out to announce the rules of the competition.

First, the competition is a poem writing meeting. Everyone present will be given pen, ink and paper, and everyone is required to write a poem.

Second, the poem is a hidden head poem, and the first word in each line must be "Princess Linghua".

Third, it is necessary to use the lingua franca of the human race, that is, to write in Chinese characters.

Fourth, the deadline for selection is twelve o'clock at midnight of the day!

As soon as the topic of this competition came out,

A quarter of those who cheat, don't they just write poems? Easily add a piece;

A quarter of the depressed people, although they can write Chinese characters, but f*ck people don’t know what poetry is?

A quarter of them are stunned. Although they are learning Fuwu Cha, they can't fucking write Chinese characters!

The remaining quarter is even more stupid. They can't even write. The people only communicate in language, and there is no such thing as writing. What can be done?

So when Qin An heard about this topic in the square, his mouth almost didn't smile. It was no difficulty for him!

So, after the staff handed out the paper and pen, Qin An got it right in less than half a minute.

So now that the task is completed, Qin An intends to hand over the answer sheet to the off-site examiner, and then return to Xiao's house to sleep.

He had just stepped out a few steps, and suddenly an old man came out from the side and stopped him.

"Sir, I see you finished writing a poem right after you raised your hand. Obviously you are a master in this class! The old man is a wild man, and he doesn't know how to read. I wonder if you can help me write the poem? Anyway? There are so many people here and there is no examiner patrolling, no one will find out if you help me!"

"Are you also here to participate in the election meeting?"

Qin An was really surprised, because the old man was too old and looked dirty. If Linghua's beauty followed this old man, there would be a flower stuck in the cow dung!

Seeing that Qin An seemed to be worried, the old man said hurriedly; "Don't worry, brother, I will never let you help in vain!"

While talking, the old man took out a cloth bag and opened it in front of Qin An. Qin An saw that his eyebrows were raised, and there were ten sword soul stones in it.

This is really a big deal, and I even took out 10 sword soul stones!

It can only be said that the people here really have background and strength, and an old man with a shameless appearance is so generous.

Qin An didn't hesitate. He had money and didn't make a bastard. He quickly put away the sword soul stone, and then he picked up a pen and scribbled a poem on the paper and handed it to the old man.

The old man was stunned. Isn't this too fast? Is the so-called Tibetan poem so easy to write? Didn't you suffer a big loss?

At this moment, two more boys came next to them, and at the same time they stuffed their ten sword soul stones into Qin An's hands, also asking Qin An to be the gunman.

Qin An smiled. As the saying goes, one sheep is also released, and a group of sheep is also driven. Ten sword soul stones are not a small fortune. What about selling his intellectual property in order to make money?

Ever since, Qin An began to work hard to make a fortune for his own.

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