MTL - Lord Seventh-Chapter 28 Emerald altar

Chapter 28 The Emerald Altar

Although this formal nightlife conference only started at night, this time the "Landang" jade building was already surrounded by three floors inside and three outside, even on the wall across the street across the street. It's full of people, and the restaurant across the street is standing tall, and you can see a little on the top floor, then the restaurant will be closed, because every time this time, selling seats makes more money than anything.

When Jing Qi used his meal slowly, and then took Wuxi, he wandered all the way to the past, and the person was so crowded that Wuxi took a sigh of coolness first. He has always been afraid of crowds, and asked in a voice, "Why are there so many people?"

It's a pity that the surrounding people's voices are too noisy.

Jing Qi had already known it in the heart, and he specially brought in a few more guards with large waists and rounds, just to use this way to open the road, afraid of being scattered, he stretched his hands to hold Wuxi, the autumn night was slightly cold, his palms were warm, his fingers But it was chilly. Wuxi called him a blast of ice. He felt extra sensitive on his hands. He only felt that his hands were thinner than himself and his fingers were thinner, but with the special strength of a man's finger. Some cocoons don't seem to be taken out with a pen.

It was so easy to enter the Emerald House, and then someone came out to greet him. He handed out the invitation, and someone immediately diligently invited them to the second floor.

When Jingqi went in, Zhou Zishu and He Yunxing had already arrived, while there were special escorts to accompany Su Qingyu, and there were several exquisite and beautiful little girls waiting. He Yunxing laughed: "It's coming. Brother Zishu almost thought that the two were not willing to appreciate it today. Penalty and alcohol!"

His Royal Highness is absent, and the sage's disciple, Lu Shen, is not there. A few people can be said to be all the way in a certain way, and they are free to play a lot.

Jing Qi didn't quit, and quickly took over the drink. La La La sat down and smiled: "The taste of this flower wine is always different. Drinking a few pots is also acceptable-Yunxing brother , When can I make fun of things without me? "

He Yunxing laughed: "You are here, and I am sure to be here today! Beiyuan, I can tell you, if you haven't participated in this evening show, you will be ashamed to see the wind and the moon."

Jing Qi smiled, and then drank a glass without answering. He said to you, a little young man, Ye has more "nightlife" than you have heard.

He laughed while listening to He Yunxing smugly pulling Wuxi to show off.

"Wizards come over and see, see the platform underneath?"

Wuxi followed his gaze and saw a high table in the middle of the lobby downstairs, full of flowers underneath. At first glance, the table looked like a flower, with a small tree next to it. The stairs, the stairs are narrower and thinner than the ordinary stairs, and the girl has a feeling of lightness and elegance when she walks up.

Although the table was set high, it just happened that the guests in the lower lobby and the upper room could see clearly. Wuxi looked at it for a long while before saying, "Looking at the shape, it is a bit like the altar we used to worship God there."

He Yunxing hesitated for a moment. He just forgot about it for a while. Although he often saw Wuxi in Jingqi, he usually said hello, but the other party stopped talking. Rarely he gave a response today, so he was a little bit shy. He Xiaohouhou, who was inclined, was excited and asked, "What is your altar doing?"

"Ah?" Wuxi hesitated for a while. He Yunxing thought he would not answer before he heard Wuxi say, "The altar is dedicated to the great **** of Xi, and the **** must use domestic animals and the five poisonous blood. ... "

He Yunxing realized that he had asked the wrong question.

Wu Xi continued expressionlessly: "The ancestors of sacrifices were usually killed by the enemy, so the head of the enemy should be placed on the altar, and the blood of the enemy should be splashed on the steps and stepped on."

He Yunxing looked bleak.

Jing Qi nodded his head and said solemnly, "This is pretty good. I feel a bit like you when you say that."

Wuxi asked strangely, "Do you know what our altars look like?"

Jing Qi shook his head, but thought in his heart that it was different, it was all a place for selling meat.

Of course, due to the beliefs of the people of the southern Xinjiang, this is still unexplained. So he came over on the railing, pointed to a few large baskets full of flowers in the corner and told him, "See that one? After a while, someone will send flowers up, and if you see anyone, Then, when she came to the stage, she threw the flowers on the table and someone came to collect them, but this is not the meaning of the girls competing with each other. It ’s important to be at peace. If you like it, the girls are sitting behind, and you can write the girl ’s flower name and post it, if she is willing to ... ”

Jing Qi laughed unwillingly, and a pair of peach eyes swept gently: "Then I'd be envious."

Zhou Zishu Qi said: "Is Xiao Wang really never participated in this Lantang meeting? How do you know so clearly?"

Jing Qi coughed slightly: "What's so strange about these gold-plated Zhangtai Buildings, aren't there just a few tricks? I haven't eaten pork, I've always seen pigs run."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wu Xi staring at him with a kind of "still saying you're not that kind of person", Jing Qi touching his nose, so he sat back and stopped talking.

After a while, the lights around the lobby were covered by a cover and dimmed. Mother Li of the Jade House brought two little girls to personally greet everyone, and the noisy men calmed down. After a while, there were slaves carrying flowers and sending them to the guests one by one.

Yi Hong's fast green debuted one after another.

The guests upstairs in the elegant room are still more subtle, just whispering. The lobby was lively, applauding, some words were vulgar and some were offensive.

Wuxi looked at it, and felt that the charming songs and dances were boring. He didn't understand Jing Qi's words before he planned to come and see for himself. At this time, he finally knew what it means to be a good character in the audience.

He thought that this was not the same as when they were there for the festival, the girls in the clan sang and danced, and even the bold, like-minded teenagers showed love. Because the people look at them with kind eyes, like father, like brother, like lover, respect them and be happy together led by them.

Unlike here.

He felt that those charming girls on the stage were also pitiful, because others treated them with disdain, and they treated themselves with disdain.

This Lantang is actually not elegant at all.

The atmosphere was gradually pushed to high / tide. At this time, Jing Qi leaned over, holding two jugs of wine in his hand, and handed him a jug, leaning casually on the railing, getting close, Wuxi smelled the smell of the wine on his body, remembering the glance just now This guy and Zhou Zishu, two drunkards, you haven't had a drink with me. It seems that I have drunk a bit.

Jing Qi holding the **** the stage playing Xiao Ruan singing and looking at the south of the river, she suddenly knocked on the carved fence and sang lowly with her piano voice: "Mo Pan, I am too biased. I am Qujiang Linchi Liu. This man is going to smash the other, and loving for a while ... "

His voice was as low as a whisper, and the word was sung miserably, but he pressed the vibrato inexplicably than the girl, singing "green as blue" and "red wins" more in harmony with her piano. The acquaintance always sings words and listens to the sounds outside the string.

Wuxi's ears suddenly felt itchy, and she couldn't help leaning over her head: "What did you say?"

Jing Qi raised a smile and pointed at the girl who stood up and whispered, "Did you see her smile?"

Wuxi looked over and nodded silently. The girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a smile on her face, but it made people feel inexplicable sadness.

"The red belt around her waist shows that she is still an undressed girl. She sings well today, and only a few people have lost her flowers. It seems that I can buy a good price early in the evening." Jing Qi Said vaguely.

From the beginning there were tears and wet Luo Qi, and there was a young boy who lost Endor.

Jing Qi sighed slightly. The sigh of the past life and this life, which made Wuxi tremble a little, could not help but reach out his hand to support his shoulder: "You drink too much."

Jing Qi nodded: "Well, I drank too much ... but I was too drunk for a while. What else can happen? The world follows the flow of the river, and a big dream comes to life ..."

Suddenly he broke away from Wuxi, picked up a flower and threw it down vigorously, and raised his voice, "My King has fancy this girl!"

After saying nothing, he was going to go downstairs, and while he was keeping up quickly, Su Qingyu, who was accompanied by the wine, stood up with some anxiety: "Master Wang ..."

Wuxi waved to her: "It's all right, I'll follow up to see."

Unexpectedly, it was just the effort of saying a word. Jing Qihe Ping'an was drowned in the crowd of people in the lobby, and there was no trace.

Wuxi frowned, and was a little worried, fearing that he was drunk and had an accident. He called back his counterpart, Alai, who was the best at the family to fight birds. His eyes were very good. Wuxi pulled him over and said: " Show me where did Lord Nanning just go? "

Although Ai Lai was able to play the most cunning prey in the jungle, she was a bit silly in so many noisy people and tangy fat powder wine, staring at a pair of copper-bell-like eyes, half a moment, a little embarrassed Looking at Wuxi: "Witch boy, this is really ..."

Wuxi sighed, "I'll go find him."

He was already sensitive to the smell. The upper room was okay. As soon as he arrived at the lobby, he felt that the strange sweet aroma of the scent mixed with the taste of various people, and he was sneezed and nauseated.

When women passing by with red willows and greens pass by, they will take a closer look at this handsome boy, and some people even deliberately walked on him. Wuxi had to drag Alai Lai as a shield. Poor such an eight-foot southern man, without a moment, One face turned reddish, and seemed to be bleeding.

Fang Caijing's girl who said "fancy" has stepped down. Now she changed her person, but Jingqi didn't know where to go. Wuxi looked around blankly and frowned. He really didn't like this place very much.

Suddenly, someone pulled him nearby, Wuxi turned around and looked at him. The person who pulled him turned out to be safe. He raised his index finger up and told them to keep quiet, and then whispered, "Witch boy comes with me. . "

Wuxi was awake from the incense in the lobby and he was sober. He knew that Ping'an was the most loyal. Jing Qi drank too much and ran around. He would never leave the master alone. I knew what was going to happen, and winked at Ai Lai, followed the peace and slipped out along the root of the wall.

It turned out that there was an inconspicuous corner door in the corner of the lobby, beckoned safely, and took their master and servant out from there. As soon as they went out, the cold wind blew in. Wuxi stirred up a bit, and then asked Ping An: "How What's the matter, your lord? "

Heian said: "The Lord is waiting for the witch boy in front of me, please here."

After walking through a narrow and crumbling path, Ping An brought them into a small house, which looked like a place for people to stay downstairs in the jadeite. As soon as they entered the house, they saw Jing Qi and a thick cloth. The young man was inside, and the legendary Nanning king who played drunkenly seemed sober that he couldn't be sober anymore.