Building The Ultimate Fantasy

畔 Beiluo Lake.

The horse-drawn carriage was moving slowly, the breeze was blowing, and the reeds and small trees on the lakeside swayed.

Nie Changqing rolled up the whip, jumped off the carriage, came to the side of the carriage, lowered the door panel, and Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and slowly slid down.

Xu Ningzhao put her hand on her hand, and the wind from the lake blew her skirt.

Zhu Yiyue was holding an umbrella and looking over the lake, her eyes looked a little expectant.

Gongzi's power "Bai Yujing" was said by Ning Zhaohe and Yiyue. However, Yiyue hasn't seen it yet. Today, you can visit the island.

Ni Yu was carrying a chessboard on her face, with a little horror on her face, and was about to cry as she looked at the rippled lake.

Hey ... again? !!

Nie Shuang was held by Nie Changqing and looked very nicely at the lake.

Lu Lufan had a white shirt with red lips and white teeth, and the vertical silk on his forehead fluttered slightly, but it seemed a bit elegant.

I watched those busy fishing boats on the pier, Mei Yu slightly raised.

"The fishing boats of Beiluo Lake need not be banned, but ... the messy flower boats and the like have all been expelled."

Lu Fandao.

搭 His palm rested on his guard, looking out over the misty misty lake.

"Lao Nie, leave the task of guarding the island of the lake to you, non-Baiyujing disciples. If I disagree, no one will be allowed to go to the island. Those who mess with the island will be killed."

Lu Fanfan said lightly.

"喏."

Nie Changqing's vicissitudes on his face are full of seriousness, said.

His hand has been placed on the pig-knife around his waist, the momentum slowly condensed.

"What about the old man the day before yesterday?"

Qi Lufan eased his voice, said.

"Maybe fishing in the lake."

Nie Changqing thought for a while and answered.

"We need a fishing boat to swim on the island on the lake." Lu Fan smiled.

"Son, slaves have deliberately prepared people to prepare boats for the sons to go to and from the island."

Tong Ningzhao bowed her head gently, drew blue silk, and her red lips lightened.

Ok?

Lu Fan Yi 愣.

After a while, he waved.

"No, I don't, I want the old man's fishing boat."

What Lu Fan said was somewhat wayward.

Xu Ningzhao stopped for a while.

The boat she prepared was big and comfortable, much more advanced than the small fishing boat.

The unique taste of the son-in-law, prefer small fishing boats?

"Nuyu now send someone to look for it on the lake?" Ning Zhao said.

The selfishness of her son-in-law, then she can only accompany the son-in-law.

"No, here it is."

However, Lu Fan leaned on a wheelchair, lay his face on the five fingers of a scroll, and chuckled.

He condensed Zhao Yi, raised his head, Xiushou curled the green silk on his forehead and rolled it behind his ear, looking at the lake in the distance.

A lonely boat fluttered from the thick foggy lake.

On the lonely boat, there was an old man wearing a dipper, and an old man in a dagger was supporting the boat stern.

Cormorant fishing boat leaned on the pier.

"Son, don't you get on board?"

The old man raised his bucket, and wrinkled his cheeks, grinning a missing front tooth, and laughed warmly.

"Thank you, then, uncle."

Lu Lufan was sitting in a wheelchair, and raised his lips slightly, looking at the old man.

Nie Changqing's eyes were deep, staring at the old man, his brows frowning, as if thinking about something.

A group of people posted that Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair and placed in the center of the ship.

As soon as Ni Yu got into the boat, she found a familiar position to lie down and get seasick ready.

Nie Shuang was a little curious, looking around on the fishing boat.

Zhu Ningzhao and Yiyue stood on both sides of Lu Fan.

Nie Changqing put his hand on the pig-knife and sat at the stern of the boat, staring at the old man in the boat.

Wow.

As the barge stunned on the bluestone of the dock, it swayed out and made ripples.

The barge drove a mile or two out of the wharf, the lake was rippling, and the fatty and tender sea bass came out in the water, spitting water, and grunting, leaving a burst of water halo and drifting into the distance.

On the fishing boat, there was a fish basket. The basket was filled with fatty bass, and it was pumping its tail from time to time to make a soft noise.

这 "This fish is quite fat."

Lu Panyu stared, blowing the fresh breeze on the lake, listening to the struggling sound of bass in the fish basket, and said quietly.

The old man who had scratched an incisor held the ship's bow and grinned.

"Now it's late summer, the fish is not fat. When it's late autumn and just arrived in the early winter, the fish was fat at that time. The kitchen knife was cut three times between the front and back of the fish. , Steamed in a steamer, the fish is tender but not greasy, that's a delicious. "

The old man supported the boat and laughed.

Ni Yu, described by this hand steamed sea bass, listened to the side of the boat and "vomited" the non-stop Ni Yu, and raised a little energy.

Lu Lufan sat in a wheelchair and smiled.

"If the boy wants fish, how old is the old man to get up tomorrow morning?

Uncle Yun asked.

上 On a wheelchair, Lu Fan was blowing the lake breeze and waved his hand: "It's not necessary to fish ..."

"Hey, then forget it." The old man grinned.

"No fishing, if you are fishing, can the old man help?"

Lu Fan laughed softly, lingering on the lake.

Words fall.

On the fishing boat, he suddenly fell into silence.

Wu Ningzhao listened to Lu Fan's words, and gave a slight glance. Then, she took a subconscious glance at the old man, and there was a sense of vigilance in her eyes. She seemed to have heard other meanings from Lu Fan's words.

But Nie Changqing's pig killing knife has been drawn out, and he is squinting gently wiping with a cloth, rubbing the sound, there is a kind of creepy cold feeling.

On the fishing boat, the old man narrowed his eyes, and the missing incisor smiled under the bucket.

"Wife, old man, I don't do murder, old man is a good man!"

Suddenly the old man dropped the boat bow and knelt on the fishing boat with a snot and a tear.

"My son, I like the good people most."

Lu Lu looked at the old man with a smile.

After a while, exhale.

"Actually, I'm curious, why don't you leave? Curiosity can kill cats, and it can also kill people. What are you curious about?"

Lu Lufan said that his tone gradually became flat and indifferent.

Huh!

Ning Ningzhao's face was as cold as frost. She slaps her hand on the handle of the wheelchair, and Cicada Wing pops up, which she holds in her hand.

Nie Changqing, who was stern, also slowly stood up, and Yu Dao Jue was ready.

The killing spirit spread.

The old man, who was kneeling on the fishing boat, was still shaking, his nose and his face covered with tears.

"What are you talking about, boy, the old man doesn't understand!"

Lao 叟 's throat was crying.

"Don't worry, you keep crying, my son has a good temper, and most people don't want to cry ..."

Lu Lu fingered on the wheelchair guard.

He squinted at the old lady and said, "The more you cry, the more you want to laugh."

The old man kneeling on the boat stopped crying suddenly.

He took off the bucket and wiped off the cry marks on his face. Lu Fanyi said that he was good-tempered, that was to kill, and it didn't make sense to continue to pretend.

The old man unbuttoned his coat, and underneath it was a neat white shirt.

I wore three copper coins strung with gold rope around my neck, and a shiny turtle shell was supported on my hand.

The barge boat was also twisted, and a green five-foot bamboo stick was drawn from it.

The old man's temperament suddenly changed. From the original old fisherman, he suddenly became unpredictable.

The old man held a bamboo stick in one hand and held a turtle shell in one hand, smiling at Lu Fan with a slight bow.

"Tianjijia, Lu Muyue, met Lu Shaozhu."

Uh ...

The carriage curtain opened.

The gray-haired old man came down from the car with a smile on his face, and he lifted up Lu Changkong who was bowing.

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"The old man is here today, it is really difficult to say a word. In addition to paying guilt to the peace for the disciple apprentice, he also came specially for peace."

Wu Guoshi shook his head, his thin body was full of helplessness.

But Lu Changkong smiled bitterly. "My child has a long leg problem, his temper is not good, and his character is stubborn. He would not listen to my father's words, but it has caused Mr. Mo to suffer ...

After a few words, they entered Beiluo City on foot.

As soon as he entered Beiluo City, the state teacher looked around the city.

Luobei City, after experiencing the raging storm of Lufan, not only did not become depressed, but became more prosperous.

Because of the downfall of many large merchants, many small merchants seized the opportunity, and some small families who were out of breath, which were originally overwhelmed by the three major families, took advantage of this time.

The entire North Los Angeles city has more vitality than before.

A glimmer of wonder flashed in the eyes of the Master Shi, and then lightly tapped the white beard, thoughtfully.

"Lord of the City, my husband intends to see Ping An in advance. I wonder where is Ping An?"

的 The state teacher walking on the main road of Beiluo suddenly said.

He was preparing to take the teacher to Lu Changkong, where he “pull onion” with Lu Guo, and he slightly hesitated.

what?

Scallion ... Oh no, Mo Tianyu is not up?

"Guo Shi, or go first ..." Lu Changkong hesitated, said.

"No rush."

The Master Guo coughed gently, and the hand waved lightly.

Lu Changkong shuddered.

I am afraid that Tianyu is a fake disciple.

Can this be in a hurry?

PS: I'm asking for a ticket ~