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In the veranda outside the study room.

The young woman with a flower hairpin listened a little. When she saw Qu Xiangwen not noticed something strange, she left with the wind and returned to the lakeside of Hongma Street.

"Wild Bone Beach... Immortal King Tomb..."

The young woman with a flower hairpin remembers that Huanggutan was an ancient battlefield in Huajunzhou, a barren land, but she had never heard of the Immortal King Tomb.

The Lihe Qu family was able to start a business in just three hundred years and to keep their mouths subconsciously about this secret, which shows that not only did they discover the burial place of ancestors, but also hidden behind them that are still unknown...

The young woman with a flower hairpin thought about it for a while, thinking that she could check it out. She raised her hand and took out a paper bird from her sleeve and put it in the palm of her hand.

With a thought, the paper bird in his palm came alive, transformed into a little sparrow, and flew to the boundless night outside the Chunchao Lake...—

The waterside pavilion near the lake is elegant, with evergreen bamboo surrounding it blocking nearby buildings. You can hear the hustle and bustle on the streets from afar, and you can also see the starry cruise ships on the Chunchao Lake.

Two pillars explored into the lake to support the terrace. There was also a sun-shading roof above, lanterns hung at the eaves, carpets were laid on the terrace, tea tables were placed, and tea and snacks were placed.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a young master's robe, holding a fishing rod bought from Duobaotan in his hand, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the terrace as a fisherman.

The dumplings waiting for the crab to catch were a little impatient. They rolled from left to right behind Zuo Lingquan, then from right to left, and hummed a small song according to the pipa tune:

"Dangdangdang~..."

"Jijiji~..."

Xie Qiutao sat in front of him with the iron pipa in his arms, playing the song seriously, and there was a musical score he had just bought from Bafangzhai on his knees.

Tang Jingyan sat next to the tea table behind, holding two books stacked together in his hand. The name in front was "The Fairy is Fierce", but the content behind was an illustration, depicting the various postures of two people falling.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being discovered, Tang Jingyan glanced at Xie Qiutao and then quietly turned the page. He didn't even look for the dumplings that didn't sleep at night and wanted to eat crabs.

Zuo Lingquan stared at the fish float on the water seriously, looking a little excited, and was still thinking about what the female cultivator with a very beautiful butt was doing. Unfortunately, the ancestor didn't say it, and he couldn't figure out why.

After waiting for a long time, no crabs took the hook. Zuo Lingquan looked at the round-faced girl next to her. Seeing her practicing music seriously, she spoke:

"Qiutao, you can't perform for the Mid-Autumn Festival, right? I see you don't care much about Qingxiaohe."

Xie Qiutao's movements of playing the pipa were slower and sighed quietly:

"It's useless to be concerned. The things sold by the unfilial descendants of the Xie family cannot be robbed openly, so they have to use money to redeem them. I still owe Senior Shangguan a lot of debts, so how can I afford it?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that the price of fairy musical instruments was not limited, so he could only laugh at this:

"It depends on the situation the day after tomorrow. If the Qu family speaks rudely and asks me to find an opportunity to get angry, maybe I will get the Qin back."

Xie Qiutao shook his head quickly: "Don't, the wealthy families like Huajunzhou are the most important thing to do. You can do it when you should do it, but if you use force to judge the level of elegance in elegant occasions such as chess and songs, they will definitely be regarded as a barbarian from the countryside. You have finally gained a great reputation and can't be criticized anymore."

"Oh, I can't do anything except practicing swords. If you want to remember some poems, songs, but not all, well... grapes, wine, luminous cups, black clouds are pressing against the city and want to destroy... No, I want to hold the pipa and cover my face... No..."

Xie Qiutao blinked her big eyes, wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate, and said softly:

"These things are all leisurely and elegant. If Mr. Zuo really thinks about this, it is a waste of talent. I can watch me perform in the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am the orthodox successor of Xuanwu Platform. After thousands of years ago, I can discuss the same stage with the heads of the Taoist ancestral court. I can just hold on to the Qianqiu Yuefu."

“…”

Zuo Lingquan wanted to speak but stopped.

When the dumplings between the two of them were raised, they looked up at Taotao, who was full of confidence, "Jiji..." a few times, and they should be asking Taotao, do you want to perform cotton in public?

Xie Qiutao understood the meaning of Tuanzi, her eyes sank, raised her hand and gently rolled it, Tuanzi rolled down from the edge of the terrace.

"grumble?!"

A scream.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to pick up the dumpling, but when he saw that the dumpling was about to fall into the water, he flew up with his wings and landed behind Xie Qiutao. He squeezed Xie Qiutao down in annoyance.

Zuo Lingquan almost forgot that Duanzi was not a tramp, and he could fly. He stopped in disappointment and looked at Duanzi push Qiutao's butt with some amusement.

Very soft...

Zuo Lingquan blinked, and found that the place he was looking at was wrong, so he looked away again.

Jingyan behind her was thinking about the book in her hand and wanted to ask Zuo Lingquan to go back to the house and try the tricks written in the book.

After all, I bought it for thirty white jade beads, and I still used her private money. If there was no such thing as a gift, wouldn’t this money be wasted?

However, Xie Qiutao was in front of him and asked the man to go back to the house, so he would be embarrassed.

When Tang Jingwen was hesitating about how to speak, the incompetent and furious dumpling suddenly stopped moving, poked his head out from behind Qiu Tao's butt, looked at the lake, raised his wings and pointed:

"grumble?!"

The three of them followed the direction pointed by their wings, but they saw a large-scale cruise ship on the lake line in Tianshui, sailing towards the estuary of Chunchao Lake.

Tang Jingyan was unknown, so: "What? Is there something?"

"Jiji..."

The dumpling was a little excited and spread his wings and kept gesturing.

Zuo Lingquan understood the body language and compared the size of Lingye's breasts, which meant "it seemed to be the taste of a wet nurse"!

Zuo Lingquan looked surprised and looked carefully at the lake. It was less than ten miles away. With his extraordinary perception, he could vaguely see the boat full of belles and swallows, but he could not tell who it was.

When Zuo Lingquan left Yuyaozhou, he knew that Lingye would come to visit the friend of Tiecu Mansion, but Lingye did not tell him when he would come and visit the route, but only said that he would notify him when the meeting was met. The purpose of this move was naturally to let him not expect anyone to protect the Tao behind his back.

Could it be that female cultivator who is erect and erect today?

Unlike Lingye, no matter how well he disguised himself, he recognized him at a glance...

Zuo Lingquan was not sure, so he thought for a while and stood up and said:

"I'll go over and see what's going on."

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Chapter completed!