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With the glory of singing, the ancient zither played with a loud sound, and the dust was like a benign. In this gloomy environment, Zhang Fan felt a bit of an incredible meaning.
For a moment, Zhang Fan couldn't tell whether this was a formation or something else, but since someone was playing and singing, he might be the gatekeeper, so he might as well go and see him.
The guzheng music and the plaintive singing came from the main hall behind him. When Zhang Fan turned around and looked towards the main hall, he found that the incense table that had fallen on the ground in the main hall had been lifted up by someone. A man in ancient costume wearing a white gauze skirt The woman was sitting in front of the incense table. There was a guzheng on the incense table where the incense burner should have been placed for fruit offerings, and a burner of sandalwood was burning next to it.
The woman seemed not to have seen Zhang Fan coming. Her ten slender jade fingers were still playing on the strings of the guzheng. Syllables flew out from the strings one by one, and the resentful singing voice simultaneously came from the woman's lips. Spit it out, making people feel full of pity in their hearts.
"Young master, if you come here for free, I don't expect anything to happen. Why don't you listen to the little girl play and sing a song?"
It seemed that Zhang Fan didn¡¯t want Zhang Fan to see his face clearly. When Zhang Fan turned around, the woman playing the piano waved her hands lightly, and a gauze curtain blocked the woman¡¯s face.
After she finished speaking, the woman played the guzheng on her own.
"It's not that I love the wind and dust, it seems that I have been misled by the past. The flowers will fall and bloom in their own time, and it will always depend on the Lord of the East. You have to go eventually, and you will live no matter how you live! If you have a head full of mountain flowers, don't ask where the slave is going"
Thinking about Shui Yuexin, Zhang Fan was originally very anxious, but this woman's singing seemed to contain an indescribable magic power. After listening to her singing, Zhang Fan only felt a touch of irritability in his mind. Gradually it faded away, replaced by a feeling of leisurely fascination, as if except listening to this woman's music, everything else was no longer important.
The woman played one song after another, and Zhang Fan seemed to be fascinated by the music. He sat cross-legged at the door of the hall, quietly listening to the woman's singing.
When the woman first started singing, her songs and songs were all of a sad and elegant type, but I don¡¯t know when, the tune began to gradually change into something graceful and glitzy. Then the feeling became more and more explicit, more and more bold.
And when Zhang Fan heard her playing and singing, he also had some unpleasant reactions. He felt that his blood flow was accelerating, his heartbeat was also accelerating, and it was as if he could hear it. His breathing began to become rapid and heavy, his whole body was heating up, and his throat was getting dry. Looking at the woman behind the gauze curtain, Zhang Fan suddenly had the urge to tear off the curtain and hold the woman in his arms.
The woman in the curtain didn't know if she noticed Zhang Fan's change. She suddenly covered her lips with her hands and let out a series of low laughter. It was obviously a very pleasant laughter, but it sounded very special at this time. Let the taste go wild.
Zhang Fan, who was originally sitting on the ground, couldn't help but wanted to stand up, but the woman inside the curtain actually moved one step faster than him. She stood up from behind the incense table first and walked towards the door of the hall. And in this As she walked over, she seemed to move her fingers casually a few times, and the gauze originally draped over her shoulders fell to the ground, revealing the gauze underneath.
" The veil is not much different when draped on the body than when it is not draped on the body, but the effect is very good. The delicate skin is looming under its cover, adding a bit of mysterious beauty.
Before Zhang Fan could get up, the woman had already walked out of the curtain, her body flashed as if she had twisted her foot, and she fell into Zhang Fan's arms with an "ouch" sound.
Zhang Fan felt like his saliva was about to flow out as his arms were filled with the warm fragrance of Nephrite. Isn't the woman with the picturesque features in his arms the same Nie Xiaoqian from Lanruo Temple in "A Chinese Ghost Story"? Nie Xiaoqian, played by Wang Zuxian, is very charming, and the charming look in her eyebrows is simply hard to control.
"Young master, I have been living alone here for a long time. I am very lonely. It is rare to meet someone like you to visit me. I accidentally played and sang a few songs too much. Now my whole body is very soft. Can you let me stay in your arms for a while?" Rest for a moment?"
"Um, yes, girl, please, please help yourself"
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and felt a faint cold fragrance in the air, which made people fascinated.
"Young master, is this slave not in line with your wishes? Why do you just sit there and don't help this slave rub your sprained ankle?"
Nie Xiaoqian leaned back, and a little foot that looked like it was carved from white jade stretched out in front of Zhang Fan. There was a string of bells hanging on the ankle, which looked particularly playful and cute.
"Okay, I happen to know some Chinese medicine. I can help you rub it, maybe it will get better."
Zhang Fan grinned and gently grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's ankle with one hand. Although the touch was cold, it was soft and smooth. It was as if his fingers were sucked by her skin and he couldn't bear to move away.
"Oh Young Master, you hurt the slave family, be gentle. If the master just wants to pinch the slave family, the rest of the slave family is free for the master to pinch."
Nie Xiaoqian groaned softly, but tapped her pink bellyband with one hand, and even hooked her fingers in the direction of Zhang Fan. There was no such charm and temptation at all. cover up.
"Miss, is it really okay?"
Zhang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and involuntarily followed Nie Xiaoqian's fingers with one hand, heading towards the wonderful place hidden by the pink bellyband.
However, at that moment, Zhang Fan felt that his mind was suddenly in a trance, and a picture flashed before his eyes. He and the archaeological experts were sitting at the stone table eating and drinking, and beside him there was a woman like a woman in his arms. Like a woman. Delicate and charming, it makes it difficult for men to control themselves.
¡°Miss, I haven¡¯t asked you your name yet.¡±
The hand that was originally grasping the breasts moved upward and grasped the woman's shoulders. The smooth touch of the skin made her fingers moan in comfort.
"My surname is Nie. Just call me Xiaoqian. Young Master, why don't you enjoy such a beautiful and beautiful time? Let all the red tape in the world go. Young Master only needs to remember that Xiaoqian is the person in Young Master's arms. enough."
Nie Xiaoqian said, gently pulling on the back of her neck with one hand, and the strap of the bellyband hanging around her neck was loosened and hung down. The pink bellyband fell lightly, revealing half of the snow-white color.
This scene is simply intolerable for a man. Zhang Fan's blood was raging now and he couldn't control himself, so he just touched it with a big hand. Just when his hand was about to touch Nie Xiaoqian's chest, a crisp ringing sound came from his ears. Zhang Fan turned his head and saw that the woman's feet were shaking non-stop. The sound was coming from her ankles. The string of bells hanging.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's hand has also landed on Nie Xiaoqian's chest, but the feeling is not as full and soft as imagined.
The first feeling is cold. There is no warmth at all. It was as if what he was holding was not human flesh but a piece of ice. Then, the touch felt wrong. Even with a layer of bellyband, the girl's skin should be full of vitality and elasticity, but this scratch gave him a dry feeling.
When I turned around to look, I was so shocked!
There is some young girl lying upside down in the arms. It is clearly a mummy that has been dead for who knows how long! The clothes are still the same, but the skin and flesh all over the body are withered, the face is like a skeleton, the dry eyes are still rolling in the eye sockets, and the teeth exposed because of the dry lips are opening and closing constantly. It looks extremely Horrible.
A burst of anger arose spontaneously, was he being fooled?
Zhang Fan roared angrily, and raised his palm to slap the mummy on the head. However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, as if many pictures were passing by.
Shaking his head a few times, he looked back into his arms
Um, what¡¯s in your arms? Isn't he standing at the gate of Lanruo Temple properly now?
What happened just now? A dream? This must have come too quickly.
Just as he was wondering, the clear sound of the guzheng came to Zhang Fan's ears again. He looked up and saw that there was another curtain in the hall. Behind the curtain, a woman in a light gauze skirt was playing the piano. Sing.
"The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is filled with worry about the past. Looking at the moon to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There is no resentment, no frivolity, no frivolity, this time the sound of the piano and the singing are full of affection.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but shake his head several times. The scene just now seemed to have not faded from his mind, and then this scene came again. Could it be that there is another Nie Xiaoqian waiting for him?
No, there is definitely something wrong with the scene just now!
Zhang Fan took a deep breath, knowing that he must have been confused.
"Yes, Brother Fan is not a chaste and loyal man, but he is definitely not a sex dog who will fall in love with any woman who throws herself into his arms. The scene that just flashed through my mind was probably the scene when I was having dinner at Yiran Xinyuan. Mo Yuzhu was as delicate and charming as Nie Xiaoqian just now, and even Mo Yuzhu was even better, but Zhang Fan back then was not. There is no impulse, so why can't you control yourself this time?
"Young master, can the sound of the slave's piano still reach your ears?"
While Zhang Fan was concentrating on his thoughts, the woman in the curtain spoke first. But this time the woman's voice was different from before.
The face and voice of the woman before were those of Nie Xiaoqian played by Wang Zuxian in "A Chinese Ghost Story", but now this voice is completely different, sweeter and waxier than the previous Nie Xiaoqian, with a bit of coquettish feeling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)"Young Master, can the sound of my piano still reach your ears?"
While Zhang Fan was concentrating on his thoughts, the woman in the curtain spoke first. But this time the woman's voice was different from before.
The face and voice of the woman before were those of Nie Xiaoqian played by Wang Zuxian in "A Chinese Ghost Story", but now this voice is completely different, sweeter and waxier than the previous Nie Xiaoqian, with a bit of coquettish feeling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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