Chapter 188 Nosebleed Man

Yang Liudi didn't sleep all night, and was still full of energy. Like a bird out of its cage, he was chirping and telling Ning Xiangruo about the harvest of following Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan today.

The Three Fengchen Heroes were naturally written by this eccentric woman. This idea is suspected of plagiarizing Ye Xiaochuan. It is not difficult to extend from the male and female heroes to the Fengchen Heroes.

Ning Xiangruo had no objection and even conspired with Yang Liudi on how to deal with Ye Xiaochuan.

Yun Qiyou didn't have any objections. She didn't know why. Seeing Ye Xiaochuan scratching his head and scratching his head, she felt very happy inside. She just let Yang Liudi mess around while she watched.

Yang Liudi said: "I think this Ye Xiaochuan is determined to be evil and has no intention of leaving Xifeng City. Today he asked everyone about the whereabouts of the three of us when he met people on the street. It seems that he really guessed that we were the ones who broke her last night." Good thing.”

Ning Xiangruo smiled. She had been stolen from by this little naughty boy Ye Xiaochuan several times before, and she had long wanted to teach this boy a lesson, and now she just got what she wanted.

She said: "Since he guessed it was the three of us, does he think he can defeat the three of us by joining forces with Baili Yuan?"

Yun Qiyou, who rarely spoke, said: "He is just unwilling to look for us. He has been wandering the streets for a day, looking for the next target."

Ning Xiangruo was stunned and said: "No way? This is Xifeng City! It's within the core sphere of influence of our Cangyun Sect. The so-called rabbit doesn't eat the grass next to its nest. Even if he wants to get rich, he is unlikely to do so. Here it is.”

Yun Qiyou said: "After all these years, has he still eaten enough grass at Samsara Peak?"

Ning Xiangruo was speechless. Also, Ye Xiaochuan was stealing here and there unscrupulously in Samsara Peak. In his mind, there was no such thing as a rabbit not eating the grass beside the nest, because he heard that his bad friends Occasionally, I would lose a few taels of silver for no apparent reason.

Cultivators should cultivate their minds and nature and purify their souls. The three of them couldn't figure out why Ye Xiaochuan's worldly spirit was so strong, why his cultivation level was still so high? It seems that these inner demons and karma, which are regarded as savage beasts by cultivators, have no reaction at all to this boy.

Xifeng City, Yangtze River Wharf.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't find the next fat pig, nor any trace of Yun Qiyou and the three people, but he found a very interesting place.

The pier was buzzing with people, much more lively than in the city. Countless Liba were carrying goods and stepping on planks between the pier and the cargo ships. Flower boats with bright rainbows could be seen everywhere on the wide river. A young lady wearing a light gauze with her breasts exposed, holding a fan handkerchief, stood on the deck of a flower boat and winked at the men on the shore, hoping to seduce a few romantic young men to come on board and compose a song called "Spring Rain in Wushan".

Merchant ships, vendors, circus troupes, prostitutes, libaba, business travelers, tourists, passionate young men and other elements form a splash-ink painting of a bustling and bustling mundane market.

Ye Xiaochuan saw several pretty young ladies throwing handkerchiefs at him on the flower boat. Those women were not very old, and they were all wearing very little, not even bellybands, and a piece of silk gauze was draped on their bodies. , completely the same as not wearing any clothes.

Ye Xiaochuan felt like he was going to have a nosebleed. After all, he was a normal man. Although he didn't know his exact birth date, he should be almost sixteen years old.

Such a fragrant scene made him a little unable to resist. The little deer bumped into each other, his face turned red, and he wished he could fly to the flower boat immediately and taste the three inches of vermilion and seven feet of nephrite.

As a result, he was kicked hard by Baili Yuan.

Baili Yuan almost gritted his teeth and said: "How come you are also the leader of the younger generation of Cangyun Sect and a cultivator who seeks immortality. Why are you so unstable in mind? How many prostitutes can make your nose bleed? Stay away from me. Click, lest I lose all my face by you!"

Ye Xiaochuan got up and wiped his nose. Sure enough, there was nosebleed. He argued: "You kicked me and threw me just now. Yes, you threw me!"

"The white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortal caressed my head, and I tied my hair to receive immortality. The sky and the blue clouds and the sea have never forgotten my fame. If I were to come again, I would only travel in the world of mortals. This young hero is still young, look at it Beauty is naturally difficult to control. This is just a release of human nature. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Maybe one day, after seeing through the world of mortals, you will find that it is still wonderful. "

An old voice came slowly, and Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan looked at each other at the same time. On the bank of the river, they saw an old man with white hair and beard, carelessly fishing, but the bamboo basket was empty, and it looked like there was not even a fish in it. Didn't catch it.

You think about it, this is a pier, and there are countless people coming and going. How can any fishermen show up and fish here? It’s strange if a fish takes the bait!

Ye Xiaochuan was not a fool. He immediately understood that he was not fishing, but that he was peeking at the naked flower ladies on the flower boat.

Ye Xiaochuan was happy. The guy in front of him was already so old, his hair was as white as snow, but he still had a young and surging heart. It was really rare, rare.

He chuckled and said, "It turns out we are from the same camp! I'm glad to meet you."

At this moment, Baili Yuan beside him suddenly pulled his arm and gestured with his lips. Ye Xiaochuan looked and saw a guqin placed next to the white-haired old man. It seemed that the guqin was quite old. The body of the guqin was The piano's cover was already cracked and mottled, and the paint had long since been polished off. Only the strings looked relatively new, and were probably made from horse tail hair.

An old angler is fishing with an ancient zither. There is nothing strange about this, but what is strange is that this old angler is fishing at a busy pier.

The old man turned his back to the two of them, and his thief eyes were still looking at the lady on the flower boat on the river unscrupulously, saying: "A song breaks my heart, where can I find a soulmate in the world? Are you two also people of this kind?"

Baili Yuan smiled and said: "Old man, your zither is very strange. It looks like a zither with a long history."

The old man laughed, still did not turn around, and said: "What's strange? It's just a tool for making a living."

Ye Xiaochuan became interested and said: "You are not playing music for people on the flower boat, are you? This is my dream job!"

The old man smiled again and said: "It turns out that we are people of the same kind. As the saying goes, the harmony of the zither and the harp is the greatest joy in life. Today, I met a soulmate and I am very happy. I will play a song for you."

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Xiaochuan to speak, he had put down the fishing rod and stretched out his withered fingers to touch the strings of the zither.

The old man never turned his head from beginning to end. Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan could only see his wrinkled profile.