White Bone Monkey King

The innkeeper is a short old man.

There was also a dog skin plaster on his forehead.

How to see.

None of them look like shopkeepers.

On the contrary, it is more like a brothel turtle, standing at the door to solicit business.

At this time, the innkeeper walked down the wooden stairs and clasped his fists towards the diners present with great joy: "Today is my daughter's wedding day. Thanks to all the guests here, so many distinguished guests are here today. It's just a good time for my daughter and Ma." Be a witness to the young master’s marriage.”

"Today is a big day, so naturally I want to be happy. All the drinks and meals tonight will be taken care of by our restaurant."

The innkeeper said with a happy face.

When other people marry their daughters, it is the old father who has a sullen face, wishing he could pick up a nine-tooth rake and drive away the pigs that he had worked hard to raise for more than 20 years in a few days.

See, all the men in the world are rotten men who covet his daughter.

After all, only men understand men’s little thoughts best.

But on the other hand, the smile on the shopkeeper's face was as wonderful as an old chrysanthemum in bloom, and his pair of small mung bean eyes were so smiley that they could hardly find their eyes.

As early as the first time I saw the innkeeper walking down the stairs.

Jin An recognized the other party's identity.

It was one of the five antique dealers who appeared in Fucheng tonight——

That flying head barbarian.

Jin An was in an out-of-body state at this time, so he couldn't hide the disguise skills of these antique dealers in front of him.

Under the physical body of the innkeeper.

There is also another set of facial features hidden in the soul.

Next, Jin An did not listen to what the innkeeper said next. He calmly began to look around the inn, looking for other associates of the antique merchant.

At this time, a chef holding two butcher knives came out of the back kitchen of the inn and stood on the edge of the lobby to watch the excitement, which is reminiscent of the idiom "Pao Ding Jie Niu".

The chef was tall and burly, slightly hunched over, with a raised hump on his back... He was the other one of the five antique dealers.

The hunchbacked man wielding a pair of giant moon scimitars.

Now Jin'an has found three of them: the two-mouthed woman, the flying-headed barbarian, and the hunchbacked man, but he did not find the remaining interrogator, the tall giant who looked like a judge from the underworld.

At this time, the wedding suona in the inn was still playing lively, and the groom and the bride followed the innkeeper downstairs at the same time.

Someone shouted in the lobby: "Shopkeeper, you said that your daughter and the scholar are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven. They fell in love at first sight when they met tonight, but why did I see that scholar's face full of reluctance? Look at the joy on his face. None, but his face was pale, as if he had been frightened out of his wits. Is your store a black shop that forcibly robs scholars and recruits their sons-in-law? "

The people who spoke were the green people who had just entered the inn. These people were bastards who had been licking blood from their knife heads all year round and lived with their machetes in their waistbands. They were not afraid of anything and everything, and they spoke without any scruples.

The innkeeper smiled and said: "Guest, you are joking. We are doing business in an open and honest manner. How can we be a black shop? Perhaps it is because Master Ma is too happy and has no experience in getting married for the first time, so he is a little at a loss. Happy. Feel free to win. You can ask Mr. Ma in public if he is sincerely willing to marry my daughter?"

When the innkeeper turned back to look at the groom behind him, leaving only his back to everyone, no one could see the expression on his face at this time.

When the innkeeper looked back at the groom, a scholar with a bloodless face and sweat dripping from his forehead, the groom nodded to everyone with a pale face and said that he and Ye Niang fell in love at first sight and that they were in love with each other and that they would like to be together tonight. Marry Ye Niang as your wife.

These green people who didn't know a few Chinese characters didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere of this inn at this time. Their attention was not on the scholar at all. Their eyes were always on the bride walking down the stairs. The young man rubbed the machete in his hand with an evil look in his eyes, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, even if the scholar really fell in love with your daughter at first sight, you said that your daughter and the scholar are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven, and you won't let your daughter show her face. Let everyone look at each other, how can we tell whether your daughter is beautiful or ugly? Is it true that a talented man and a beautiful woman are a match made in heaven..."

"Everyone, are you right? Hahaha."

The men roared with laughter.

The innkeeper looked embarrassed and said with a troubled expression on his face: "Guests, on this special day, the bridegroom will naturally enter the bridal chamber, and the bridal veil can only be lifted when the bridal chamber is decorated with candles. I'm afraid it would be unlucky to lift the hijab now..." "

"In this way, the little old man will punish the guests here with three glasses of wine as an apology. In addition, I will ask the waiter in the store to bring several jars of daughter's red that have been collected in the cellar for twenty years and present them to you guests. ."

At this time, those green trees and grass looked at the bride's exquisite curves wrapped in the wedding dress, and their collective sperm got into their heads. They continued to make noisy remarks: "Shopkeeper, let's see your daughter's legs are tightly clamped. What's so good about a scholar?" Yes, we don’t have the strength to tie a chicken with our hands. How can we brothers be strong and strong when asked. If the scholar can’t satisfy your daughter, we brothers can do the wedding ceremony for him and open the little lady’s bed for him. red hijab, hahaha..."

"Isn't there a saying that if you die under peonies, you can become a ghost? If you can die under your daughter's strong legs, our brothers are willing to become ghosts."

These green woods and grass are becoming more and more filthy as I talk about them.

Full of foul language.

There were only a few women sitting in the lobby, such as the mother and daughter from a wealthy family, who frowned and showed displeasure.

Although the bride wears a red hijab, the parts of her body that should be concave are as concave as a deep canyon, and the parts that should be convex are heavy. Her two slender, straight legs stand gracefully. You don’t even have to look at them to know that those legs can pinch someone to death. man.

The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.

This bride is a charming and naturally seductive little fairy. Even though she is wearing a red hijab and does not show her face, she has already seduced several big men to become jealous of her.

"this……"

"this……"

The innkeeper looked embarrassed when he met this bunch of hard-working men. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and didn't know how to deal with the messy and chaotic situation in front of him.

At this time, a woman's soft and waxy voice sounded from under the red hijab.

"Dad, my daughter will not make things difficult for her father. Please let her make her own decisions..."

Wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab, the shopkeeper's daughter, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward and spoke actively. Her voice was pitiful and on the verge of tears. It made the man's heart feel numb and his bones became weak. This is a seductive and annoying vixen.

Ye Niang, who was under the red hijab, said in a plaintive voice: "What Ye Niang admires most in her life are scholars who are talented in poetry and calligraphy. Therefore, Ye Niang's lifelong wish is to marry a scholar. I hope that the scholar can be treated well. Ye Niang, treat your father well. In the future, you can get a good job and have an official position. Don’t be too big an official. As long as your father doesn’t have to get up early every day, open a shop late at night, and worry about the inn business every day.”

"But Ye Niang has experienced ups and downs in her life, and she has always been unhappy with her wishes. Her first husband was not a scholar, and she received bad news soon after they got married. Her husband died in an accident..."

Ye Niang talked about the sad part, and she cried softly under the red hijab.

"Why should I die if I have achieved a better result? I would rather be a mandarin duck than an immortal... Today I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Ma. The artistic conception of this eternally famous poem he recited for Ye Niang just touched the heart of Ye Niang and hit the mark. This is the simplest but most elusive wish of a woman in the world..."

"Since the guests here think they can replace Mr. Ma in Ye Niang's heart, they might as well hold a poetry competition. If someone can surpass Mr. Ma in terms of talent, learning, and talent, Ye Niang is willing to marry him today. , even if it means being a third concubine, a fourth concubine, or a small house without status, I am still willing to do so."

"If all the distinguished guests here are not as good as Mr. Ma in terms of poetry and calligraphy talent, then there is no need to mention the idea of ​​getting married to Ye Niang. Although Ye Niang is just an ordinary country woman, she has not read many saints in her life. Yan, but I also know what filial piety is and what a woman’s chastity is. If you keep pushing me, Mother Ye would rather be killed on a pillar in the store today than drag my father down."

Although Ye Niang has a pitiful voice, she is also a chaste and fierce woman. She speaks loudly, advances and retreats. She lays out conditions for everyone, sets up an arena with poems, and everyone wins based on their ability.

Not only did she embarrass the innkeeper, but she also maintained her reputation for chastity.

If we hadn't known in advance that Ye Niang was an evil cultivator who ate men without spitting out their bones and liked to tear apart scholars and eat them, we would have been deceived by her performance as a dutiful daughter.

Next, following the direction of Ye Niang's finger, the group of people in the green forest and grass, who didn't know a few Chinese characters, subconsciously looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the pillars.

The few literate people in the green woods and grass began to recite the poems on the calligraphy and painting——

…

"The painting pavilion of the Liang family rises from the middle of the sky, and the golden stems of Emperor Han are straight outside."

"Looking at each other in front of the building but not knowing each other, but meeting each other on the street and knowing each other?"

"I'd like to ask Xiang Ziyan, who plays the flute, that he once spent his youth learning to dance."

"If you have achieved success, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.

These reckless men actually started to meditate hard on calligraphy and painting, but for a while no one could match the poem.

How else to talk about lustful and intelligent marriage.

at this time.

A loud voice sounded in the lobby of the inn: "Why don't we let Xiaosheng give it a try?"

"Since Ye Niang longed for 'I would like to be a mandarin duck but not an immortal', and this inn is also called Yuanyang Tower, then I will also use 'Mandarin Duck' as the theme to compose an ugly poem for Ye Niang."

"The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake..."

"Every inch of blue silk hair worries about the old age..."

This is a hoarse, low voice of a person who is so close but so far apart, and lovers cannot come together, and eventually love each other and fall ill.

Like a lake gradually filled with thoughts and sorrow,

It was a fruitless love affair.

From the passionate love of a passionate young man to the separation between the two places, the young man's gray hair slowly faded away.

"Looking at the moon to protect each other..."

There seemed to be infinite emotion in the gradually hoarse and sad voice, and there seemed to be endless words of lovesickness that I wanted to tell my lover, but the lover in my heart was not around, and the lover could not be together, every day When the night falls deep and I miss the moon, all that remains is the desolation of being alone.

"I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals..."

I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. Two people who can love each other come together, and cherish it.

I used to always laugh at others, wondering how it is possible that people who love each other can't be together in the end. Later, in "The Lonely Lamp Is Not Blind, I'm Heartbroken, Rolling Up the Curtains and Gazing at the Moon and Sighing," I realized that it's the most "strange" thing for lovers to be together in the end. .

It is better to have no destiny and no distinction than to have destiny but no distinction.

Because there is no destiny, there is no need to forget each other in the world, and there is no need to understand the pain of missing each other in "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals".

The person reciting poems in the lobby was not the group of rough-and-tumble men, but a frail scholar with a fair face and clean facial features, without a beard.

The handsome scholar continued to recite the poem deeply: "I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch in the earth. The time will come when heaven and earth will last forever, and this hatred will last forever... As long as we can stay together for a lifetime, even the gods are not willing to do it, Ye Niang , have we known each other in previous lives?"

…

…

In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and in the earth, I wish to be a twig. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end. This hatred lasts forever...

In the lobby, the graceful girl among the mother and daughter chewed the poem over and over again. She looked at the handsome man in the lobby with a lovesick and sad face, and a pair of deep eyes filled with deep stories of vicissitudes of life. Mr. Lang, he was temporarily distracted. There must be someone in this young master’s heart that he loves to stay with, right?

I don’t know whose sweetheart can live in this young master’s heart...

When the girl thought this, she immediately blushed and cried in her heart: "Bah, what kind of young master? He is obviously a perverted scholar who is a prodigal son. He has the same virtues as those rough and tough men, and they all want to covet the shopkeeper's daughter Ye Niang. body."

"Sure enough, my mother is right. Men in the world are all bad. No man in the world is good. Men's mouths are deceitful. What men are best at is using sweet words to deceive women."

At this time, Mr. Feng Shui and the old man were all dumbfounded as they stared at Jin An, who was lovingly reciting poems to Ye Niang.

There was only one thought left in their minds.

"?"

"?"

But Jin An, who stood up at this moment and was looking at Ye Niang affectionately, did not notice that there was something wrong with the expressions on the faces of the two people behind him.

Jin An looked in the direction of Ye Niang, his voice was vicissitudes, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know why, today I met Ye Niang for the first time, and I feel that I have met you before, as if we have known each other in previous reincarnations. ?Perhaps it is precisely because I exchanged five hundred times of looking back in my previous life for one passing by you in this life, and I exchanged a thousand times of looking back in exchange for stopping in front of you in this life, that I can finally be with Ye Niang in this life today. You meet!"

Five hundred times of looking back in the past life are exchanged for one passing by in this life. I use a thousand times of looking back to exchange for stopping in front of you in this life...

The graceful girl chewed these words over and over again, looking at Jin An's profile with gleaming eyes.

She thought of her mother's warning to her again and again, and told herself again and again that the young man opposite was a prodigal son who was the best at smooth talk.

Full of lust.

But her long eyelashes blinked, and she couldn't help but peek at the other person's profile again and again. The two rosy clouds on the snow-white cheeks became more and more intense.

At this time, Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man said: "..."

At this moment, both of them looked at Jin An in shock.

Mr. Jin An!

Did Madam know what you said?

…

At this moment, Ye Niang, who had been standing motionless behind the innkeeper, wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab and keeping silent, suddenly whispered a few words to the innkeeper.

The innkeeper looked at his "own daughter" behind him in surprise, and then looked in the direction of Jin An. Then, the short-legged old man looked at Jin An with a smile: "My little girl asked me to ask, what is this young master's name?"

Jin An cupped his fists in return and said with a generous and decent smile: "My surname is Li, um, Li who steals a favor and repays a favor."

Innkeeper: "?"

"It turns out to be Mr. Li. Mr. Li is very talented and full of poetry. My daughter said that she admires Mr. Li's knowledge and is deeply impressed by his knowledge and talent."

After the innkeeper finished speaking, he raised his voice and asked the others present: "I wonder if any of the distinguished guests here want to compete with this young master in poetry?"

The person sitting here tonight is either a murderer or an escort who eats dead people. Jin An is a weak scholar who looks like an educated person. After the shopkeeper asked three times and no one could answer, He turned back to look at Mr. Ma behind him.

Facing the innkeeper's gaze, Mr. Ma's expression changed and he became even paler. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he quickly shook his head in panic. He stammered that he was not as knowledgeable as Mr. Li, and he was willing to admit defeat. He was willing to accept the beauty of adulthood and give it to him. Give way to Ye Niang.

He looked at Jin An with frightened eyes, full of sympathy...

"Master Li, are you willing to go to the wedding hall to get married to your little girl tonight, on a night of flowers and candles?" The innkeeper looked towards Jin An with a smile, his green bean eyes almost unable to find a gap in his smile.

It's like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law. The more he looks at him, the more he becomes jealous.