After three rounds of drinking, there is no difference between immortals and mortals, aren't they all human?

Soon, they were surrounded by the crowd. After Liucheng toasted, he exchanged a toast with a respected old man, and then many girls who had dressed themselves up enthusiastically gathered around...

Qiu Bodeng was instructed by several seniors who were toasting, be careful not to be entangled with stolen money and keep it from revealing. Push forward and escape the crowd.

Zuo Yuesheng drank for two rounds, but couldn't hold it any longer, so Ue Dun escaped.

Only Lu Jing was surrounded by the girls.

This guy is actually pretty good looking, with a little white face, that is, people are inherently stupid, and when they get drunk, they are even more stunned. After being surrounded by girls, he is more like the one who is going to be swallowed alive... Ghost knows what the atmosphere brings, recently girls like to cut the sleeves of sweethearts as souvenirs. Now, the great immortal Lu Jinglu, his coat has been torn to shreds, and his innocence is at risk at any time.

Zuo Yuesheng scolded.

He bared his teeth and did mental construction for a long time, and then he rushed into the pile of rouge as if he were dying, and went to catch Lu Jing, who was about to run naked in public.

Qiu Bodeng took out his black cloak, wrapped himself from head to toe, and avoided the crowd in the corner of the nest.

"Song and drums are danced, and the music is played in harmony.

The ancestors of Lie have been brought to the fore, in order to negotiate a hundred ceremonies...[2]"

Large and small lanterns hang all over the treetops, and colorful ribbons sway in the wind. People are drinking freely with wine in their hands, and those who toast and persuade are no longer limited to a few immortals, but on a few streets decorated with brilliant colors, whether they know each other or not, as long as they meet, they will have a drink.

The city is full of smoke.

It was indeed a feast.

In order to say goodbye, but also to celebrate, to celebrate the safety of the gods, and to celebrate the city's calamity.

The wind blows, and in the lights and fire shadows, the leaves cross the streets and alleys.

like a swarm of fireflies.

It stopped on the edge of the wine cup, on the side of the girl's temple, on the shoulders of the old man.

"...Children play, in groups of three or five, at the bottom of the treetops, with colorful lanterns, people and trees are happy together."

Qiu Bodeng slapped the wine he brought with his hands on the altar, and the drum beat from somewhere, and felt that the scene that Qiu Mingzi saw three hundred years ago when he traveled to the south should be like this.

A group of children ran after you.

When the last child passed a light stand, their clothes hooked, and the light stand fell towards their backs as the people ran away. Seeing that it was about to hit, someone reached out to hold the shelf.

Qiu Bodeng got up, walked through the crowd, and walked towards the opposite side.

"Look, I want to collect the money."

chapter 22

The wind lamp is undecided, the light floating and shadow moving.

Shi Wuluo stood by the shelf, and the light from the white su seed oil passed through the gesha, and cast the thin shadow of the bamboo strips on his cheeks. Before, he had been standing in the alley, and across the crowds coming and going, Xuan Qing's black clothes blended with the darkness in the alley.

"Look, I want to collect the money."

Qiu Bodeng's speech has always been a bit lazy, making it difficult to tell whether he is joking or angry.

Shi Wu Luo was silent for a while.

Qiu Bodeng thought that this guy was going to drop his eyelashes in a hurry like the previous few times, or look away. Who knows, Shi Wuluo put his hand in front of him. Qiu Bodeng let out an "eh", and saw that Shi Wuluo's fingers that were used to holding a knife were spread out, and a few water jade lay quietly in the palm of his hand, emitting a moonlight-like light.

"Wu Shan Shui Po, is it okay?" Shi Wu Luo asked.

It was true.

So the silence just now was thinking about what to give him? Finally found out Wu Shanshui Po?

"Surprise Record" says: In the south of Wushan Mountain, the water of Boli comes from the source and flows into the sea in the south. There is Boyu, and the water is pure and flawless. A water soul can be sold for at least 10,000 taels of gold in Shanhai Pavilion, and it has always been valuable and has no market. If I remember correctly, Elder Jun kept saying that the leader was too stingy, causing him to "save for a hundred years, even a piece of water soul." can't afford it."

"Elder Jun knows, will he want to hit the wall?" Qiu Bodeng's expression was subtle.

"is it okay?"

Shi Wu Luo looked at him.

"Okay." Qiu Bodeng held back, but couldn't hold back, he smiled, "Look at it."

He rudely took away all the water souls, and tossed the priceless water essence like marbles one by one.

The hymn of the festival of the people of Zucheng was mixed in the orchestra, and a few words were sent off and on from a distance, "...Sirchun... Qi Zhan said music...".

The light and shadow of the wind lantern swayed in Shi Wuluo's eyes, and there seemed to be a faint smile. It seemed that Qiu Bodeng was happy when he saw Qiu Bodeng.

"Come on, please have a drink."

Qiu Bodeng threw up the water soul at will, and decided at will.

Shortly after the young man and the teenager left side by side, A Ren, who was wearing a Tibetan-blue robe, came over. Standing opposite the empty light stand, she looked around, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

"It was obviously still here before."

A Ren looked at the wall that Qiu Bodeng had just leaned against, her delicate brows slightly wrinkled. After she became a city concubine, the childishness between her brows disappeared overnight. Apart from toasting a few immortals on behalf of the city, she also looked after the flow of lanterns, and hosted a grand event that sounded like a roar in an orderly manner.

"Aren! Forget it!" Drunk Master Liu patted his beer belly and came over, "Don't look for it! People like Qiu Xianchang are not girls, you can afford to like them!"

"Where is this?" Liu Aren couldn't help laughing, "I don't like him anymore."

"It's not that you like him, why are you staring at him all the time." Master Liu muttered, "Father is drunk, but not blind..."