Obviously, that is impossible.

"Brother Taoist, I wonder if this object was lost on the Huangquan Road, on the Naihe Bridge, or on the way to the afterlife! Where can I find it? Hahahaha, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. The secret of heaven will not be revealed, poor Taoist

It’s also because you are helpless!” Old Man Maoshan said helplessly while smiling with Lin Qingshan.

Everyone was surprised to hear what he said, no one dared to interrupt, everyone was pretending to have a helpless and sad expression, either real or fake.

A few fairy-like servants arranged the food and drinks and quietly left.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Just think of it as dancing with the devil, having fun with the monster, just like playing in the human world. It's good, it's good. With ink and wash here, I have nothing to fear. Dad, please come and sit down.

, the moon will disappear soon." Yu Yan smiled and said disapprovingly.

Actually! It’s not as relaxed as she said!

It's already very uncomfortable to have ghosts on your bed, and when you have ghosts and monsters pouring into your dreams, how can it really feel better?...

During the dinner, everyone deliberately avoided such topics and only talked about romance and not about evil spirits and heretics.

After three rounds of drinking, just when everyone was getting happy, Shui Mo suddenly stood up and asked the old man Maoshan: "Master! You know that thing is lost, but you don't know where it was lost. How can you have a good relationship?

You must know where it comes from, right?"

"Uh! The secret must not be leaked! Chickens crow, dogs steal chicken coops, beggars jump over the wall to attract immortals. Once the devil awakens the secret, he comes back to the wine shop. Immeasurable God, the little immortal's words really stump the old Taoist. This

But it’s true that the people involved are confused, but the onlookers are clear! However, everything has its own destiny, and when the flowers bloom and see the Buddha, the work will come naturally. Don’t be anxious! Don’t be anxious!” the old man from Maoshan said with a smile.

"Drink up, drink up! Drink up! Saints respect ghosts and gods and stay away. It's such a beautiful scene in the willow branches in the moonlight and people meet up after dusk. We can't just talk about the romantic heretics that ruin the scenery! Hahaha, we have taken advantage of it.

The time and place for the beauties are perfect! It's just a pity that a group of gentlemen are just circling around the little jade girl! Hahahahaha!" Lin Qingshan was stunned when he saw the old man Maoshan fighting, so he deliberately changed the topic.

The night is sultry, the Qinhuai River's painted boats are leisurely and leisurely wandering under the Xinyue Pavilion, and the sounds of beauties and talented people flirting and flirting can be heard constantly.

"Why don't you guys go and paint a quay and invite some beauties to keep you company? How about we pretend to be gentle scum for a while?" The young commander of the Black Dragon said to the young general of the White Dragon beside him with a smile.

"Go, go! You kids, all of you, go! Let us old guys say something about ourselves next month." Lin Qingshan encouraged his subordinates.

The boatman's daughter on the painted boathouse heard the news of the country's demise, and the lanterns began to shine on the willow branches.

In the Ming Dynasty, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, a group of reckless young generals stood at the head of the Deyue Bridge on the Deyue platform, shouting at the boatman to come quickly for the ferry.

The night is slightly cool!

People's hearts are restless.

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Chapter completed!