Chapter 166 will hunt Wu's inverted sentient beings

Mr. Mingyue and Sikong Wuming Shaner talked to each other on the west building, but unfortunately they were all seen by Liuxiang in the dark night and were full of jealousy. Mr. Mingyue and Sikong Wuming quickly chased out to persuade them.

Sikong knew that Liuxiang was the lady's nature in the dark, and it was useless to persuade her in all kinds of ways. Later, the two sisters hugged their heads and cried. Sikong's lifeless and sighed, "It's all my sister's not good. I'll go back to the unknown village tomorrow. Mingyue will entrust you to take care of it. Don't be sad anymore."

In the dark night, Liuxiang bit his lips tightly, stared at Mr. Mingyue, and said with hatred, "He is lucky. I don't want him. He thinks he is a delicious food, hum! Sister, don't go back to the unknown village. Let's ignore him in the future.

Sikong was desperate to see that the fragrance in the dark night was still angry, and the moon was sad. Seeing that I was still pitiful, I nodded quickly and promised, "Hmm! As long as you are happy, we will ignore him. Is it possible that no one really wants us?

Liuxiang in the dark night finally turned around and smiled: "That's right! A fairy-like beauty like my sister, are you afraid that there is no one to do it? Xiang'er is not bad either."

Sikong was happy and said with a smile, "Isn't it? Let's go! I ignore him."

The two sisters held hands and walked back regardless of the bright moon.

Only Mr. Mingyue stood in the hazy moonlight for a long time, only smiled bitterly, hurriedly caught up with him, and said, "Hey! Are you two really so ruthless that you ignore me again?"

Sikong Wuming and Yuxiang in the dark night pretended to be deaf and dumb, and didn't even look at him.

Mr. Mingyue was helpless. He took Liuxiang's hand in the dark and said with a wry smile, "Is Xiangmei still angry with me?"

In the dark night, Liu Xiang brushed his sleeves and broke free and said coldly, "Don't pester me anymore, or you will treat it as a disciple!"

Sikong Wuming also echoed: "In the middle of the night, what is the style of pulling and pulling? You should know that men and women are not close to you. Fortunately, you are still a toad who wants to step on two boats."

Liuxiang couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing: "Hey! Toad, get up early tomorrow to prepare for breakfast and sailing. Don't look at the big girl if you have nothing serious to do.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Huh? Didn't you ignore me? Do you really want to blindfold me?"

The night left a fragrance and said, "Huh! Don't talk, go away! Sister, we went back to our room to rest.

Sikong nodded and hummed. When he left, he glanced at Mr. Mingyue with a smile.

Mr. Mingyue stood stunned in the local area and looked at the shadow of the two good sisters. Only when they returned to the inn with a bitter smile, they returned.

The good night is like water, and the moon is full of the west building, but the bright moon son tossed and turned in the west building, making it difficult to sleep.

Lingquan Mountain, Lingshan Temple.

At this time of night, in the Daxiong Hall of Lingshan Temple, under the glazed lamp, there were also three people who could not sleep at night.

Shameful moon song and jade, shy flowers and red sleeves.

The song and dance of red sleeves is obviously more than one level higher than her red sleeve knife. The reason why red sleeves are famous all over the world is because of her dance and her dancing posture.

Lu Hongchen and Jiansi Puyuan are very lucky to see the dance posture of Hongxiu. While drinking, they stare at the graceful posture of Hongxiu.

Alcohol is also easy to get drunk, and people are also charming.

As a prison temple and a disciple of Buddhism, Puyuan can't care about this is the great hall of Lingshan Temple. He simply regarded Buddhism as a fireworks and willow alley, immersed in a clear song and dance.

After a dance of red sleeves, they came back and filled Yu Hongchen and Puyuan with wine. They were so happy that they scratched their ears and cheeks, and they were full of joy.

Hongxiu smiled and said, "How's the little girl dancing?"

Yu Hongchen applauded and praised: "It's wonderful! The song is sweet, and the dance posture is unparalleled in the world. I have never seen such a beautiful dance. Such a wonderful person, how about asking Hongxiu to dance another song?

Hongxiu saw that the two were only three points drunk and spoke clearly. Obviously, they had not yet achieved the purpose of pouring them all down. They turned their eyes and deliberately said, "The scholar died for the confidants, and the woman died for those who pleased themselves. The little woman was willing to dance again, but the little woman was disrespectful to the Buddha again and again in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. The little woman was afraid that the Buddha would be guilty, and she did not Ann."

Master Puyuan laughed and said, "Where can the red-sleeved resident come from? It's too late for my Buddha's joy. How can I blame him? For example, the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet likes to watch the bustle. Tonight, the red-sleeved priest must make my Buddha feast his eyes, and we will also be happy."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "In this case, it's better for the little girl Hongxiu to be respectful, but you two can't just watch or drink. Could it be that you don't like the little girl's dance?"

Puyuan hurriedly said, "Where is it! We were so happy that we forgot to pour the wine. Brother Hongchen, come on, let's do another bowl!"

After the two finished drinking, the red sleeves were poured down again, and then they danced again. They simply couldn't help but leave them. As soon as Puyuan and Yu Hongchen finished drinking, Hongxiu danced over and poured the wine in person. The two couldn't help but be happy.

No matter how good Hongchen and Puyuan are drunk, they can't stand the persuasion of one bowl after another on the left side of Hongxiu. There is a saying that people are not drunk, and people are fascinated by themselves. The two are originally wine and sexers, and Hongxiu is a master of the wind and moon, and they are two points drunk.

Puyuan was slanting with drunken eyes. First of all, he was not honest. His fat hand pressed on the jade hand with red sleeves and poured wine, intending to hold him in his arms. He smiled with a greedy face and said, "Live Bodhisattva, the little monk respect you."

Hongxiu hurriedly pushed away and secretly said that he should be drunk at this moment. He smiled and said, "Okay, don't be hairy, a little woman, a bowl of big monk."

Hongchen's wine is not as good as Puyuan, and he is even more drunk and confused. Seeing that Puyuan is not honest, he is not regular, and he also wants to pull the red sleeve to drink a bowl. In the drunken eyes, he looks at the more he looks at the red sleeve, the more he loves, but he doesn't want to be forced to drink two bowls by the red sleeve again. The red sleeve hurriedly retreats and dances and dances in the hall again.

Hongxiu was full of autumn waves, and her eyes were looking forward to it. While dancing, she observed the drunkenness of the two. However, Hongchen and Puyuan didn't know her thoughts. They only said that they were interested in themselves, and their eyebrows were affectionate, and they regarded it very much. Finally, while watching and drinking, they didn't have to persuade Hongxiu to drink.

Another jar of wine was empty. Hongxiu saw that the two people had been drunk for seven or eight minutes. In this way, it would be difficult for them to go to Xiandu to fight against Taoism tomorrow. They calculated that the sky was almost four times. If they continued to drink, they would have to be drunk in the hall, but it would not be beautiful.

Hongxiu came over, grabbed the wine bowl of the two, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's getting late. It's time to break up. Don't drink it. Master Puyuan, ask the disciples to clean the hall.

wanted Hongchen to hold up the sleeves of the red sleeves and said vaguely, "Don't stop, dance another song, and then dance."

Puyuan also took the arm of the red sleeve, but muttered with a big tongue: "Live Bodhisattva, you and I will have a drink together and have a double cup."

Red sleeves pushed away the two and said, "Are you going to die! Give me all the truth. Don't blame me for being rude!"