Chapter 237

On the shore, everyone can't wait to write poetry, play piano and draw. I'm afraid that the woman with excellent scenery on the mountain will be beaten by that guy!

In particular, if this flower boat woman chooses to have an affair with one person for one night, if you don't want to get involved in more relationships, she will return to the world of mortals. Although she won't have contact with you again, she will no longer receive guests,

If you want to take the other party back, even if you are your maid and concubine, the other party is willing, and you can have no position.

This time I met such a good-looking woman. Who doesn't want to take it back to the mountains?

After a cup of tea, the woman on the flower boat returned to the boat house again, and then another boat came in.

It's not so much a boat as a large boat 20 meters long.

There are only two nuns of the ethereal sect and a painted wall on the boat.

When the boat came, the noisy crowd calmed down a little and suppressed the strong hormones.

There are also three maidens on the wall, one of whom is turning a book, the other is playing the piano, and the other one gently caresses the skirt and squats down, pinching the wheat awn and teasing the kitten.

Beside the three maidens on the wall, there are all kinds of landscape paintings, including peaks, streams, even grassland and snow, and there are not no downtown neighborhoods.

On the same painting wall, the boundaries of each painting appear, but there is no contradiction.

But there are many blank spaces in the painting, as if something left the painting.

Jiang Lin thought, this is the soul of the painting that left the painting in the early years.

It's just in one corner of the mural. It seems to be broken? What the hell is this?

"Eh? Why is this' maid wall 'broken? "

Around Jiang Lin, there were also questions.

"Don't you know that? Xueshizong once said that no matter what means, as long as the woman in the painting can come out, as a result, a couple went to xueshizong to play a hundred years ago. As a result, the woman's Wufu smashed a piece of the maid's wall with a punch. The woman in the painting came out and left with the woman! "

"Is there such a thing? Can I chop this up? "

"Hehe, do you think you think so? Once a immortal and a Wufu Shijing shot, but this painting wall can't be done. It's up to you? It's said that the maid wall handed down in ancient times depends on the luck of Qi and martial arts. "

Listening to the explanation of the buddy around him, Jiang Lin somehow came up with Mrs. Chen in his mind

At that time, Mrs. Chen and Uncle Chen passed by xueshizong, and then Mrs. Chen hit out on a whim, and then... There was no then

what the fuck! It's really possible!

Jiang Lin thought of his time practicing boxing in Chen's house. When he chatted with little red sister and asked where little red sister's hometown was, little red sister just smiled and pointed to a picture.

I thought that picture was the hometown scene of little red sister. Unexpectedly, little red sister really came from the picture!

At this moment, Jiang Lin refreshed his impression of Chen's house again

In the past, I heard master say that Chen's residence lived in seclusion only after taking refuge in Riyue sect, but the problem is not to say it's Chen Huo. It's just Mrs. Chen. Is Mrs. Chen avoiding those disasters or those disasters avoiding Mrs. Chen

"May you write poems and paintings, play music and discuss chess!"

Just when the monks on the river bank were eager to try the maid in the painting and wanted to go to the flower boat in the middle of the river, the female disciple of the ethereal sect spread a voice on the wooden boat.

As soon as the voice fell, a friar rose in the air: "I'll come first!"

Then there was a piano sound.

The sound of the piano was melodious and generous. Although they were competitors, the friars proficient in music nodded their heads and expressed their appreciation. Even Jiang Lin felt a little good.

After a song, on the Bank of the ethereal River and on several flower boats, maidservants came out one after another,

The maid greeted you and invited you into the boat.

This guy can choose any flower boat to enter.

For a long time, the man didn't move, but shouted to the flower boat in the middle of the river:

"Girl! Please listen to me again! "

Then the man wanted to play the piano again, but one person had only one chance. Who gave him to play it all the time!

Before the man played the piano, he was pulled down by the order maintaining elder of the ethereal sect.

"Wait! Let me go! I can still play! "

"Girl! I not only play the piano, but also my mouth! Good at playing flute! Girl! "

The man's voice gradually drowned, but it was a pity... The man not only didn't choose a flower boat, but was pulled out

Among them, Huakui, who asked the maid to come out, was even more embarrassed. This was the first time

But everyone was a literati. The maid bowed and bowed down without saying anything.

Then there are all kinds of people performing.

Some play the flute and some play the piano.

Others temporarily waved ink to draw, each pair of chess skills.

Music, poetry, painting and chess are carried out at the same time, which can compress time.

Otherwise, when will it be compared with the thousands of "participating" monks (although female monks don't go on the flower boat, they also participate), even if it is three minutes per person?

As time went on, the maids on the flower boat came out one after another and invited you to enter the boat.

But you always deliberately hear "I want to compete again!"“ I'm going to the girl's boat "" let me go! "“ Girl, I like you! "“ Girl, I fell in love with you at first sight! " Words like that.

This situation has never happened. For a time, the banks of the ethereal River were very lively.

But the flower boat above the central flower boat was still quiet, as if the excitement had nothing to do with her.

And other girls who are the most beautiful girls also want face.

I sent out a maid twice to invite her into the boat, but the other party kept crying to enter the boat in the middle. Even if it was a woman who had experienced in the world of mortals, who could stand it? It's embarrassing.

So later, fewer and fewer flower boats sent out maidens.

No one wants the maid to come out unless they meet excellent music, calligraphy, painting or poetry, and the other party has to be decent.

After all, it's OK for them to finally rank the best literature and art. It's their own business whether to let people into the boat or not.

What if there's no one tonight? Big deal, I'll wait for the next one!

Although there are many elements of anger, it is also blameless. The pain is nothing more than more male friars.

More and more monks realized that the woman in the central flower boat probably wouldn't come out, or just go into her flower boat. Although it's a pity, it's better than wasting tonight's opportunity. They are still very confident about their talents.

But in the middle of the meeting, a friend wrote a poem, which attracted the applause of the whole hall.

In the past, there must have been more than a dozen maidens out of the flower boat.

But now, all the flower boats on the Kongling River have no movement

The scene was once very embarrassing