Chapter 800

It's six or seven kilometers from the ancient city to the hotel. I had enough to eat, and I had too much exercise at night. In the morning, it was also very hard to shop. After sticking to most of the distance, Ling Qingyu couldn't walk.

Without cycling, Yan San directly carried her on his back and finished the rest of the journey in the lazy sunshine in the afternoon. Before reaching the hotel, Ling Qingyu snored on his back.

Sleep until spa

The old people came back with big bags and small bags, all of them were a little tired, so they said that they would not go to play with them in the evening, but go to a leisure spa to play and relax by themselves.

Ling Qingyu took Zhou Ziqing's rice bowl and did spa. His energy was fully restored. While the twilight was still light, the party rode to the ancient city again.

This time, Ling Qingyu died and didn't ride with others, so he insisted on riding by himself.

She didn't wake up until she finished the spa. When she woke up, the therapist told her that she couldn't overeat like this. Her stomach was two times bigger than when she did it yesterday. If she went on like this, her weight would soar soon.

It's not the same proportion, it will only grow a belly.

Just imagine the prospect that the therapist said, Ling Qingyu's back is a little chilly.

Although she has no doubt about the feelings of men, Yan San even made such vows

But! The men are excellent, beautiful and young, and she is older than them. She has neither peerless talent nor beautiful appearance. Her beauty is only medium. If she becomes a bucket again, even if the men's feelings are firm, she will be tired of it!

Yellow faced woman, yellow faced woman, that is the prelude to being abandoned!

After being whispered by the therapist for a few words, Ling Qingyu, who was in a lazy state because he had enough to eat and slept well and the sun was very comfortable, rose up.

The sense of crisis is too strong!

Looking at her appearance, which was almost tied with a white cloth strip on her forehead and written with the word "fight", he Li quietly asked Ye Xi, "what happened in the afternoon?"

Ye Xi looked at Yan San in the eyes and said stuffy, "what therapist said that if her sister ate like this again, she would become a bucket shape with a waist of ten feet. It would not only be bad for her body, but also be ugly. Her husband would not like it. He also said that some of her guests had problems in their marriage because of their aging and poor body shape."

That dead woman is talking nonsense! It's good for my sister to become a bucket! Others don't like it, that's my own!

He Li said, looking at Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong racing desperately to speed up and rush forward, the smile on the corners of his mouth was unbearable.

A bucket with a waist of ten feet... Well, this prospect is good!

After sunset and dusk, on the willow head on the moon, the daytime of Lijiang ancient city is elegant and classic, floating with the air of laziness and leisure. When dusk falls and the lanterns are on, it is an ambiguous and charming scenery. The bright red lanterns emit faint light, and even the air is filled with romantic atmosphere.

There are many bars here, and in the evening, there is a lot of laughter.

The active bar they found by Zhou Ziqing was not small, and there was a large stage in the middle. When they arrived, the bar was already full of people, rocking their bodies with the intense rhythm of rock and roll, and the noise was mixed in the music, and the beer mugs with foam swayed around their heads.

Zhou Ziqing has booked a table in advance, but there are too many people, leaving them only two small tables, with temporarily added small benches next to them.

After Ling Qingyu and the ladies sat down, looking at the small bench that couldn't accommodate half of their buttocks, Zhao Yinfeng chose to stand next to Ling Qingyu and looked at the noisy crowd.

Here, people will not ask your origin, identity or whereabouts. Here, there are only beer and music, as well as freely swinging bodies and freely venting emotions.

Here, no matter how old you are and what your background is, you only need to have a young heart and be willing to be young.

Both young and old were beating frantically in the field, shaking various postures with the music. Among them, several young people danced hip-hop, which won bursts of applause.

Ling Qingyu, a few people just sat down and jumped up, squeezed into the crowd and danced together.

Ling Qingyu easily pulled Yan Qi standing next to her. At first, she took Yan Qi with her. Within two minutes, she became Yan Qi with her.

Yan Qi's water snake waist, don't be too sexy and charming when twisting!

Five minutes later, she learned to stick to Ling Qingyu's body from bottom to top, twist from back to front, and then hook the back of her head with an orchid finger in one hand. With the music, she twisted her body so that she stuck to herself and kissed her lips.

People nearby made a deafening cry.

Ling Qingyu was kissed so that his head was dizzy. Looking at his colorful peach eyes, he secretly said that his voice was not good. If he seduced him like this, he couldn't hold it.

Regardless of Yan Qi's sad eyes, Ling Qingyu quickly changed people and caught the most honest shadow nine this time.

Ying Jiu was honest. When Ling Qingyu was clinging to her body and slowly shaking her body, a handsome face turned red like an eggplant, and the hand holding her waist was as rigid as iron. With her steps, she walked a little bit, and saw her eyes like silk, and it was more like water under the light. The light in his eyes made him unconsciously think of the set of sexy underwear he had chosen

"Master..." Ying Jiuyi put his arm around her waist, covered his nose with one hand, and whispered, "master, nine... No more..."

Ling Qingyu was stunned, and then felt that the hard thing below was growing up at a very fast speed. The secret road was bad. He hurriedly dragged him back to his seat, pressed him into the sofa seat, and then brought him a glass of ice water.

"Sister taught me!" In front of Zhao Yinfeng, ye Xi directly pulled Ling Qingyu out of the sofa seat, hugged her and squeezed into the crowd.

The shadow thirteen looked at the shadow nine one burst of suppressed laughter, and asked in a low voice, "do you want to help?"

Shadow nine drank the ice water in one gulp, closed his eyes, breathed and said, "no!"

"Dang Dang" sounded three times, and the music suddenly stopped, making Ye Xi almost fall down in the position he was just about to pose, holding Ling Qingyu tightly in his arms and looking at the man who rang the bell on the stage with hatred.

"Everyone, the bonfire has been built. Please move, and our bonfire party begins!" Before the man's voice fell, there was a cry of applause, and then the crowd rushed out.

The bar is not far from the square in the center of the ancient city, and it is only dozens of meters away.

At this time, a huge bonfire has been lit in the center of the square, with a band surrounded by sound on one side and Naxi people holding various Dongba instruments on the other side. Between the two, four big drums have been erected.

There are some small benches scattered around the campfire, but more people sit on the ground, leaving a large area empty in the middle. Wait, there will be a sea of joy.

He came out early to the East and occupied the best place near the river, paved the mat, and greeted the people to sit down as soon as they came.

When Su Mu came out, he packed all the snacks ordered on the table and brought them out. Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng carried four boxes of beer, put the food and drink in the middle, and the party sat down around.

The bottle opener was useless. Ying shisan directly lifted the bottle cap and handed it to Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun. They picked it up. Seeing that the men were drinking directly at the mouth of the bottle, they also learned to drink. Well, it felt really good.

There are still people gathering in the field. Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong Zhou Ziqing are talking about their harvest today, talking about the good store. The men are looking at those people wearing Naxi clothes and talking curiously.

Cheng Jia was very interested in this kind of Dongba characters. When she passed a Dongba bookstore in the morning, she was concerned. Seeing an old man wearing a full set of Dongba clothes, she went forward to ask and communicate. When the drum sounded, she was as good as the old Dongba. After leaving words for each other, they took a piece of paper with Dongba hieroglyphs written on it.

Zhao Yinfeng took the paper, looked left and right, and asked, "what ghost talisman is this painting?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is a blessing." Cheng Jia took the paper from his hand, carefully folded it into his arms, and said, "the words that have been circulating here for many years are spiritual and cannot be underestimated." This is the blessing written by the Dongba old man specially for him, with the sincere blessing of the Dongba old man, which he specifically asked for for lingqingyu.

"There is still some truth in the theory of witchcraft and insects in the south of Xinjiang, and the third brother can't help believing it." Seeing Zhao Yinfeng's disapproval, ye Xi laughed. Besides, their existence meant that there were gods in the world.

The crowd gathered in the square, and the host rang the bell. The field became quiet, and the leisurely Dongba music sounded. The old man in Dongba clothes sang a distant tune, with a simple tone, but with an ancient and sacred meaning. The women in Naxi costumes lined up, singing with the old man's song and slowly dancing around the field.

After the blessing song and dance, the electronic instrumental music on one side sounded, and the fierce drums immediately turned the atmosphere from sacred to lively. The dancing girls came off one after another to pull people into the dance, and the audience on the other side followed without hesitation and danced happily together.

After a burst of excited electric guitar sound, the people in the field shouted and spread around, leaving a large open space inside.

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A girl in a bright red dance dress brought a corolla made of flowers and danced happily with the sound of the electric guitar.

The girl's action was enthusiastic and unrestrained, and she was full of passion in the wild. The audience couldn't help but applaud and stand up one after another.

At the end of the song, the girl bowed down and said loudly, "we are from Shanghai. We are friends with the dance party. I don't know if the friend opposite is willing to come to the song?"

The audience burst into laughter and then looked in the direction of the girl's fingers.

Ling Qingyu was clapping with a piece of Baba in her mouth. Seeing all the people's eyes, the little myopic found that the girl was referring to her own gang.

Uh! What's the situation? Ling Qingyu looked at Yan San blankly.

"It's the woman on the balcony." Yan San said faintly.

Ling Qingyu went downstairs quickly at that time. He didn't hear Zhao Yinfeng and their dissatisfied hum behind, nor did he see that the girl moved the book a crack and looked at them from there.

"Is this a challenge?" Zhao Yinfeng took the beer bottle and asked Cheng Jia.

"That should be right." Cheng Jia laughed.

"How about those gentlemen over there? Don't dare? It doesn't matter. Let's play. We won't laugh at you." Seeing that they were not moving, the girl laughed loudly, causing the surrounding crowd to laugh.

"Shit!" Zhao Yinfeng stood up and said, "can you stand being provoked by a little girl film?"

"Can you dance?" Meng sushi stood up and asked quietly.

Zhao Yinfeng was stunned. He looked back at He Li and said, "can we dance that way?"

"Cheng Jia, ask if you can lend us the drum?" He Li put the bottle away and stood up.

"Naturally, what does general he want?" Cheng Jia also stood up and asked.

"Just say one song, but don't say you have to dance, Sue, do you remember that song?" He Li took off his coat and asked.

"Remember." Su Mu also stood up and smiled.

"Then let them see what a man's spirit is." He Li rolled up his sleeve and raised his eyebrows at Ye Xi.

Ye Xi took off his coat, twisted his wrist and said with a smile, "also, I haven't played with you for a long time. I don't know if your brothers are strange?"

Meng Su slapped his head and said, "I'm sorry, you!"

After Cheng Jia asked the Dongba old man, he waved here, indicating that there was no problem. Zhao Yinfeng, Meng Su, Yelu took off their coats and only wore their inner T-shirts and walked to the four big drums. Ye Xi went to the band, asked them to borrow a flute, tried a few tones, and looked at the four people standing behind the big drum.

"What are they doing?" Zhouziqing asked puzzled.

The four men were tall and powerful, and their strong muscles pushed the T-shirt out of a beautiful curve. Their figure seemed to have vigorous force. Standing behind the big drum made people feel passionate.

Ling Qingyu's eyes danced with excited flames and whispered, "look, look, what is a man..."

Speaking of it, how long has it been since she saw that scene? It was many years ago. At that time, ye 11he Yelu was still a teenager. At that time, Chang'an had just won, and lingjiajun's morale was booming. At that time, she didn't expect to pay such a heavy price to really win the world.

With a thud, the heavy drum sounded, and the scene slowly quieted down. The girl, who was disdained and provocative, restrained her face when she saw the posture of the four people.

Ye Xi's flute came to his lips, and the sound of Qingyue's flute sounded with lingran's meaning, and then the drumsticks in the hands of the four men fell down.

The sound of drums went from light to heavy, and it seemed to hit people's hearts. The drum was light at first, like a breeze blowing, and then the sound was heavy and thick, like a dark thunder rolling. As the flute was pulled to the top, four men roared, and the drumsticks in their hands fell like raindrops. The dense drum sound with the potential of thunder, like nine days of thunder, struck people's hearts faster than a sound, arousing the blood and enthusiasm in human nature, When the audience calmed down, they just felt their blood boiling. If there were guys in their hands, they would have to learn from the ancients who knocked on the shield and shouted loudly.

Like the storm, the magnificent sound of war drums hit the most exciting place. The four people fiercely placed the drumsticks next to the big drum. The aftertaste of the last drum was still reverberating, and the clear and high song sounded.

How can it be said that you have nothing to wear? I will share my long robes with you. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear. Revenge with son!

How can it be said that you have nothing to wear? I will share my clothes with you. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with your son!

How can it be said that you have nothing to wear? I will share my lower garments with you. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my armor. Go with my son!

The song, like the sound of nature, was impassioned and generous. With the song and the low drums that followed, the people seemed to see the battle formation that could not be seen. The red armor was shining, the flags were flying in the wind, and the cold light from the weapons made the sun lose its color.

The last sound of Su Mu pulled up to the height, and the four men who were beating war drums also issued a sky shaking roar: "kill!"

At that moment, a cold and murderous spirit came from the pavement, which made the people who were a little closer stagger back a few steps, looking at the four people who were like the God of war coming to earth with a pale face and an excited expression.

The whole square was silent, and only the exciting aftertaste surrounded the crowd until someone shouted good.

Ling Qingyu shouted and applauded loudly as she jumped, and then gave the men a thumbs up and blew kisses excitedly.

There was a deafening cry.

Several people put down their drumsticks and thanked the owner of the big drum. On the one hand, they smiled and thanked the excited crowd who rushed up to say praise, and on the other hand, they walked to the woman who hopped endlessly at home.

Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun looked blankly at the two net gods beside them, and then looked at things

Hua Dong's hand, which was ready to feed things, froze at Hua Dong's lips. The two kept the posture of one person opening his mouth and the other sending things, but the things just didn't go in.

"Shit, who are they!" Wu Kun muttered in a low voice, then looked at the rest of the people silently shook their heads, and drank the beer bottle that had not moved for a long time close to his lips.

It's really shocking and exciting!

In ancient times, he would directly carry weapons with them

"Big brother, big brother!" The girl who danced squeezed through the crowd to Zhao Yinfeng's side, grabbed his arm and shouted, "brother, my name is Ye Ziwei, leave a phone call."

Zhao Yinfeng pulled her hand away, smiled with evil spirit, and said, "I have a master. See, my wife is calling me."

"Just make a friend! I'm from Shanghai Song and dance troupe!" Ye Ziwei shouted at his hurried back.

Zhao Yin didn't return to the limelight, took a big step, grabbed in front of He Li, rushed to Ling Qingyu, hugged her, and said with a smile, "do you like it?"

"I like it! I like it so much! My man is the best!" Ling Qingyu said, kissed him heavily on his lips, and then patted him on the shoulder to ask him to put himself down. After landing, he picked up his hands and looked through them.

After she said that, the wound on their hands was changed into a simple bandage, which was only wrapped with two layers of gauze. Now with force, the gauze was already soaked with blood stains.

Hurriedly pulled He Li and Meng Su, and saw that the injuries on both hands had indeed bled. After pulling his soul for the night, you can feel that the injury on his shoulder should have bled again without unlocking his T-shirt.

To make such a shocking drum sound, it takes a lot of force

"Let's go back first, Hua Dong, you continue to play." Ling Qingyu turned back and said to Hua Dong, who had finally swallowed the food on his lips. He had to hurry back to deal with the wound.

Although she was not as nervous as before and didn't even want to let them move, she was still very distressed that the wound bled again.

"Let's go together." Hua Dong got up and said, after listening to such drums, it's still interesting to listen to other things. It's better to go back and digest the passion still stirring in his heart.