Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

Jinling is sunny today.

In Song Ci's memory, Jinling is rarely so beautiful and relaxing.

At this moment Liang Yanbei was walking in front of him, and the bunch of ink was shaking slightly. He stopped from time to time. As soon as he turned around, Song Ci saw his face.

"Quit, hurry up." Liang Yanbei urged.

This child is very annoying, as long as no outsider is present, he opens his mouth and yells.

In fact, few people called him the word, because his ceremonial ceremony was not solemn, and he did not even entertain guests.

Of course, more importantly, he didn't have many friends around him.

Song Ci frowned, "Liang Yanbei, if you call me that again, I'll tell Uncle to go and let him clean up!"

Liang Yanbei grinned with a grin, "Even if you report to the capital in a paper letter and wait for my father to come, I have already left Jinling."

He was very arrogant. "I'm not afraid."

"It really is annoying ..." Song Ci muttered quietly. He never understood why this cousin was so popular, did he just look good? Mouth dessert?

Not cute at all.

"Liang Yanbei ..." A familiar voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and Song Ci trembled and looked up suddenly.

I saw Wen Chan standing on the side of the road, wearing a pale scarlet robe, with a warm smile on his handsome white face, and a little surprise through his eyes.

"Zen ...!" Song Ci couldn't help crying.

Wen Zen is still the same. Even if he left traces on him for a few years, making him look stronger and more mature than before, when he appeared in front of Song Ci, he was still demure and smiling. His Highness Nine.

He was like this when he met for the first time, but now he is still so.

It was because of such a laugh that the introverted and uncommunicative in that year walked in front of Wenchen and saluted,

"His Highness Nine Highness Wan'an, in Shuliang of Xialiang."

He blinked hard, looked at Wen Zen up and down, and then slowly said, "His Highness Nine Highness Wanan, resign in the next Song."

Wen Zen burst into tears and laughed, "Why did you change your name?"

Liang Yanbei said, "Oh cousin, you are the only child in your family. You are so arrogant and wrong, watch out for your uncle."

When Song Ci realized that he had just leaked a word, he coughed his throat thickly and said, "Walking in rivers and lakes, the names are all things outside of you, don't worry."

They both laughed at this "walking river".

"It is you, Your Highness Nine, why are you in Jinling?" Song Ci quickly shifted the subject.

"Don't call my Highness Nine, I have already left the capital." Wen Chan said with a smile, "You have n’t walked long before your feet, and I have left my hind feet. Now you have n’t walked in the past few years. You said you too , After walking for so long, I do n’t know how to come home to see, your father and mother are unsuspecting. ”

"What's more, when the Zhong family fell down, you should stay in Beijing as the main force of the Liang family. Why should you just leave?" Wen Chan asked again.

Song Ci was speechless for a while, and he seemed unable to explain the matter.

At that time, after he had eaten blood by heart, the only person who knew the truth was Wen Zen and the young man who claimed to be Sheng Sheng, but now Wen Zen seems to have no idea about it at all.

He had no choice but to smile, pretending to be profound, "People must always have their own pursuits. It is not the life I want to cheat on the court, don't you choose to leave?"

Liang Yanbei touched his chin and wondered, "I heard that you have been eating wild vegetables and white porridge all these years, and you have been fighting with beggars to fight for the territory, posing as priests for a living, and ..."

"Ahhhhhhh!" Song Ci coughed loudly, covering Liang Yanbei's voice, and coughed flushed.

Liang Yanbei stopped and asked, "Cousin, aren't you cold?"

"It's okay." Song Ci touched his chest. "Let's not see each other for a long time. Let's go to the restaurant for a drink together, after all, it's rare to see each other!"

Wen Chan grinned, turned to look at Liang Yanbei, "Drink?"

"Cousin said he could go?" Liang Yanbei smiled, showing his teeth, and raised his hand to embrace Song Ci's shoulder. "Let's have a good drink today."

Jinling's largest restaurant is not far from Liang Yan's North House. There is no need to even sit in a carriage. A few people will be there after a short walk.

This restaurant's wine is quite powerful. Song Ci once made a joke when he was drunk, and he rarely came here afterwards.

Who knows one who was inattentive, let Liang Yan Bei take his neck and bring it to the restaurant.

"..." Song Ci's face was calm. "Come on ..."

"Cousin, you can drink it today, and the money is on my head." Liang Yanbei was very generous, and he just got in the door and asked for the best wine in several restaurants.

Song Ci suddenly felt that he wasn't in the taste. Thinking about the words he just said, he pouted, "Do you really think that I have a little savings out of my hands? I can afford the alcohol!"

"That's not what it means." Wen Chan said, "It's just a long time ago, I'm just happy, this little money is the same for anyone, not to mention Brother Shu Hong, you are only eight highs and you are rich in five cars. I believe you are everywhere Those who are touted are naturally not bad. "

Song Ci shed tears of emotion, "Zhan, you are as sympathetic as ever."

The three of them sat down, and Xiao Er quickly dropped the wine glass on the ground and evacuated Yajian.

Liang Yanbei was younger and wouldn't let Wen Zen do anything, so he consciously opened the wine jar, filled all three, and said, "This wine is very powerful."

With a word, Song Ci had a bad hunch.

"This wine tastes mild and sweet, but has little stamina. My cousin liked it at the time, but he didn't know it ..."

As soon as Song Ci heard his instincts, he held up the glass and held Liang Yanbei's shoulder. "Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why haven't you changed a bit?" I still hate it. Peerless Tang Gate www.jueshitangmen.info

"Brother, you too." Liang Yanbei saw him raise his glass and raised it, "Why don't we touch one?"

"Come here." Song Ci was busy hitting him a cup.

Liang Yanbei learned martial arts from a young age, and could n’t learn to be polite, and Song Ci was not polite to him. He left a heart when he hit the glass, and with a little effort, knocked out the wine in the glass more than half, Liang Yanbei and Wen Zen showed it.

"This ..." Wen Zen laughed. "How many more can you drink?"

Liang Yanbei busyly said, "My cousin must not be intentional. He should be too happy to see us today."

Song Ci followed with a smile, saying that I was really happy to see Wen Chan, and I didn't feel that way when I saw you.

The two raised their glasses and drank, and Liang Yanbei put down his glass and kept his mouth open. "I haven't finished it yet ..."

"Come here, get another glass." Song Ciluo stood up and poured Liang Yanbei, "Which glass is enough for us to drink? This time Brother Zen also comes and drink together."

"Cousin." Liang Yanbei sneered with a glass of wine, "Let's not talk a little? What about drinking?"

Song Cixin said that I knew that your stinky boy was deliberate. He put the wine industry back and forth, "You talk less and drink more and you're done!"

Wen Chan knew long ago that he didn't like Liang Yanbei. Although he hadn't figured out the reason, but he wasn't suitable for asking at this moment, so he stood up as a peacemaker and resigned to Song. In the past few years, have you met any interesting people? Now that you are so old, are you afraid of being urged to marry by your family? "

Song Ci couldn't help covering his face and crying, "If I don't see you for a few years, can't we talk about something that makes me comfortable?"

A banquet made Song Ci very happy. Although Liang Yanbei always obstructed his eyes from time to time, he had been joking with Wen Zen, letting the friendship that had been frozen for several years suddenly flow.

Song Ci always felt that if they were to reunite, they should be like this, as if nothing had changed, as if time was still.

Song Ci was rarely drunk. After they had dispersed the wine rink, Song Ci returned to the Liang family by himself, and Youwen greeted as soon as he entered the door.

"Master." He gave a small gift.

Song Ci responded, "Burned water to go, I want to bathe."

"Master, Mrs. Cai just let the slave wait at the door, saying that after seeing you come back, let you go to the side hall." You Wendao.

Song Ci's footsteps changed, and he walked to the side hall, "What is your mother looking for me?"

"The slaves don't know." You Wen followed behind him.

As soon as he reached the door of the side hall, he was found by Mrs. Liang, beckoning at him, "Resign, come soon."

He first glanced inside, and suddenly he saw a girl in yellow sitting on the side table in the hall, with her face powdered, her hair hanging slightly, her face slightly down, her face shy.

During that period, the girl also raised his eyes and glanced at him quickly, her eyes full of shame.

Although the folk style of Xiliang is open, the hall of the Gender Association is also a bit inappropriate, not to mention Song recognized the girl at a glance.

Immediately arching his hand at Mrs. Liang, "Mother, I just walked to the door and fell down. Now my buttocks are hurting, and I'm going to see Doctor Huang."

"Ah, you child ..." Mrs. Liang looked at the girl before she reproached. "There is a girl here, and you don't pay any attention to it. Hurry up and see, but don't break it. . "

Song's resignation retired, and he did not forget to limp when he was gone, pretending to be stylish.

He didn't go far enough to hear the girl say, "Aunt Liang, Weier has left first, and she didn't want to see my brother when she wanted to resign. She was fine when she came, and she walked on one leg ..."

This was intentionally told to him, but Song Ci did not hesitate, and left without looking back.

He said, "You Wen, go and prepare water. I'm going to wash and sleep."

"You can wait for the young master again. I'm still waiting for your wife to find you later." You Wen looked down, his clothes were undisturbed.

Song Ci glanced at him for a while, and whispered, "You look a bit like him, but you don't like him ..."

If you haven't heard of You Wen, you still obediently follow him.

Song Ci suddenly felt a little irritable, but he didn't know where this emotion came from. There was no place in front of him that made him feel abrupt, but the emotion was a bit wrong.

He looked up at the scenery in the garden, the breeze fell, and the water splashed the bridge.

This is his familiar Liang Fu, a familiar person.

Song Ci took a deep breath, and even his breath was familiar.

He pressed the impetuousness in his heart, like a comfort to himself, "wait again."

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Rong · Pleasure · Bai: Don't wait, come back soon.

Let me explain here that Liang Shuhong was his original name, and "Ci" is his character, so it is also called Liang Ci.

I wrote it before, I forgot which chapter

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