After a short while, he opened the lid and smiled, "Well, you try it, drunk shrimp."

Tong Mingchun water looked at the pot with interest, and saw a few prawns in the pot. He took the chopsticks by accident and clamped one, but felt that the thick wine aroma was mixed with the delicious shrimp flavor, not to have an intoxicating taste.

"Yes, it tastes great, I didn't expect you to cook!" Ming Chunshui said as he ate.

He hurriedly raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "It's just a dish."

"That couldn't be better." Ming Chunshui grinned, "I will have a chance to perform in the future."

He raised his eyebrows and said quite unexpectedly, "How can you cook?"

Tong Mingchun water chewed shrimp, his eyes suddenly became dark: "I have been in a very complex environment since I was a child, I often cook and eat myself, and have acquired a skill. I will serve my wife in the future."

She did not rejoice for Ming Chunshui's words, but she sank a little. She naturally knew the environment in which Kunlunnu lived, and did not know how much he had suffered as a child. Not only has he mastered the martial arts, but also the skills of piano, painting, calligraphy and painting. Even cooking skills are not bad now, it is really not easy.

After drinking the last glass of wine, Mingchun Waterway said: "You dress up and we will worship the Black Mountain God in a moment."

"Okay!" Smiled frantically.

"It's too early, I have one more thing to do, you go to dress first." Ming Chunshui got up and said.

"Do I still need to dress up like this?" Asked frowningly.

Tong Mingchun Shui looked up and smiled, "Mrs. is pretty anyway, so that's fine."

"Where to go to worship the **** of the mountain, it is better for me and Xiaoyu to go down first and walk slowly to see the scenery all the way." Secretly smiled, she was not familiar with Chunshui Tower, and was very interested in the mountains.

Ming Chunshui said with dissatisfaction: "How do I feel that you are more interested in this mountain than in my husband?" She stretched her fingers and said, "Yeah, you can go first, I rushed there when Shen was here. "By the way, Ming Chunshui reluctantly got up and walked towards the small building.

He slyly followed Xiaoyu and the sinker along the mountain road, all the way to the peak of the **** of worship. According to Xiaoyu and the sinker, deep in Mianyun Mountain, there are beautiful peaks, which are called Montenegro by their Kunlun slaves. It is said that Montenegro is the residence of the **** of heaven. After Kunlun's death, the soul must belong here and be under the jurisdiction of the **** of Montenegro. So Kunlun slaves recognized Montenegro as a holy place. As long as there is a major event, it is necessary to confess to the Montenegro **** that it will take effect. After Kunlun slaves became a couple, they all went to worship the **** of Montenegro.

From Chunshuilou to Heishan, after about an hour, he reached the peak of Heishan.

I did not expect such a dangerous Montenegro, the peak was as flat as a mirror, about five miles in radius. The clouds are faint on the peak, the green grass is creeping, and the beautiful autumn flowers are spread out. In the center of the peak, there is a Wang Tianchi, surrounded by bright flower light and blue water light, which are like dreams.

There is no one on the peak of Qiu, who stands on the peak and looks out, but the mountains are vast, the clouds are dazzling, and the scenery is moving. She looked down from the east of the peak, and saw a rushing river flowing eastward, a river formed by melting snow in the mountains.

坠 "Plunge, where is this river going?" Asked Churly.

"This river reaches the foot of the mountain and merges with the snow flowing down from the mountain peaks into a river of hatred, all the way east, to the East China Sea." The sinker answered.

It turned out that this is the river of hate water, but I have heard of this river, but never expected that this river of hate water flows to the East China Sea.

"How long does it take to take a boat from here to the East China Sea?" Seser asked lightly, thinking she would return to the East China Sea when she was free.

"Let's have more than half a month!" Xiao Xiao laughed, "Mrs. wants to go back to the East China Sea? I'm afraid the landlord won't allow it."

He smirked and said, "Just go back and look."

The three of them were chatting at the summit, and there were about fourteen or five men and women who came to the summit together. They were all beautifully dressed, apparently well-dressed. Seeing the surging, they salute respectfully: "I have seen the lady of the landlord."

He said with a faint smile, "You're welcome."

八 The eight teams of men and women were also a good destiny for the bonfire banquet that night, and they came to worship the mountain **** today.

I waited for a while, Shen Shi had arrived, and Ming Chunshui had not yet arrived. Sesu smiled and said, "Let's worship first, don't miss the good times."

Everyone heard the words and looked at each other.

I smiled and said, "You worship, I and the landlord may worship tomorrow!"

Several people heard the words, saluted deeply, and walked to the side of Tianchi. The eight pairs of male protagonists both fell on their knees, worshiped to Xitian for three years, and then worshiped again. The men held a white goose in their hands. After the worship, they stood up and released the white goose, which represented the formation of a good destiny to the black mountain deities.

The white goose flew, fluttering with pure white wings, and hovered towards the cloudy and misty Xitian. At the end of the ceremony, a group of people laughed and stayed with Seser, waiting for Ming Chunshui at the peak of Montenegro.

The wind on the top of the mountain peak was very cold, and raised his clothes and danced.

I was a little uncomfortable in my heart. If I had known this, I might as well have come with Ming Chunshui. If I waited here, he didn't come, it was really shameless. Everyone knew that they were all Kunlun slaves who believed in the Black Mountain gods. Since Ming Chunshui said that Shen Shi was coming, what should he do? Is there anything more important than worshiping Montenegro?

I waited at the summit for about half an hour, watching the sunset in the west sky begin to fall, and the sunset was burning brilliantly.

At sunset the mountains fell and the tired birds returned to their nests. Ming Chunshui, however, did not come.

The twilight came to see the men and women around him, but the landlord had not yet arrived, and they were a little hesitant. They wanted to comfort him, but they didn't know what to say.

In their view, Kunlun slaves worshiped the **** of Montenegro, just like the worship ceremony of the Han people. When he visited the church, the husband did not arrive. This was really a shame for a woman.

Although she was very upset in her heart, she still felt that Ming Chunshui must have encountered something urgent, otherwise he would not have come. Seeing the sunset finally fall behind the mountain, Secretly said, "Let's go, let's go back."

She got up and walked down the cliff first.

I went back to Zhaiyuelou and didn't see Ming Chunshui's figure. They thought it was weird. It stands to reason that Ming Chunshui was in trouble and could not go out without explaining it. Moreover, several of his bodyguards in the building seemed to be absent, and they appeared to be out of the nest. After looking around, Yun Yun was not even crazy. Where did this go?

However, one of the maids said, "The landlord of Ming Dynasty was going to Montenegro, but there was a message from the guard. The slave didn't know what was happening. The landlord heard the news and was very shocked. He called Yun Gongzi, Tie Gongzi and The next twelve guards hurriedly left! "

"Don't hear what they said, and didn't see him leave a message for me?" Crowdedly asked.

The servant girl shook her head slightly.

He sighed quietly and said, "Let's go down."

She sat quietly in the room, raised her eyes and looked out the window. A large sea of ​​flowers was still blooming in the twilight. However, at this time, there was no longer a mood to appreciate flowers. Listening to the waitress's words, it seems that something serious has happened, otherwise Mingchun Shui would not go out in such a hurry. However, she didn't know what was happening and could only worry about it in the building.

Hagiwara thought that the next day, Chunchun Shui would return, but waited for one day, another day, two days, three days, and four days ... After eight days, Mingchun Shui still did not return.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in Chunshuilou became more and more weird. She always felt that people looked at her with a touch of sympathy, acted cautiously, and spoke with carelessness. This kind of appearance made Seosue feel as if he was sitting on a woodpile, blindfolded, and restlessly waiting for the fire to emerge from somewhere.

She was sitting on the couch by the window with her hair spread out, and Yu Shou was holding a book, but apparently she hadn't read it in, and the book had not been turned for a long time. At this time, how can she gather the central **** to read? With a sigh, he dropped the book and stood still in front of the window.

At this time, the sunset was melting gold, and the sunset was overcast, and another day was about to pass. Including today, Mingchun water has been out for twelve days. On the twelfth day, she is not worried.

The window was half open, and a faint breeze poured in from the window, bringing a little coolness.

The gaze was passing by Yanbo Lake, and the blue lake light shone in the setting sun, sparkling and moving. Several big birds passed by the lake, casting a light shadow on the lake. The courtyard located on the shore of Lake Yanbo is now exquisite and elegant under the setting sun.

Suddenly his eyes flashed across the courtyard, and suddenly he was frozen.

In the afterglow of sunset, dozens of silhouettes were slowly walking towards Yanbo Lake, all in the shape of a dusty servant. The head of the person, the white shirt fluttering, the mask covering his face, it was Mingchun Shui that had disappeared for more than ten days. His heart was filled with joy because of his sudden return, but this joy came faster and faster. Because Seorui discovered that Ming Chunshui was not empty-handed, holding a person tightly in his arms.

如何 How he held her in the beginning, now how he holds that person.

The man was also in white, and it was faintly seen that the style of the shirt was a woman's skirt, which was obviously a woman. Her head was nestled in the arms of Ming Chunshui. Secretly she did not see her face, but only saw her black and bright black hair dripping down. As Ming Chunshui moved, she kept waving.

I felt like my chest was entangled with something, and for a moment I was a bit breathless. The wind blew in through the window, her long hair dancing with the wind, covering her eyes and confusing her mind.

In fact, due to the sensitivity of the woman, Seorui had guessed that the departure of Ming Chunshui was related to the woman he had been waiting for, but when she saw in her heart that she once held her arms and held another woman, Still as painful as a knife twist.