"No wonder women are said to be made of water, as soft as bones, especially the soft flesh on her chest and the beautiful buttocks. They are simply the best things rarely seen in the world. With her figure, even my child bride Yu Ke
Xin also has to mature for two more years to be able to compare with it.【】"
Zhou Yi's mind was filled with the shadow of Ye Qingcheng. He turned around and saw that Ye Qingcheng did not chase him out, so he took out his mobile phone and played Ye Qingcheng's phone number.
Ye Qingcheng was feeling ashamed, angry and at a loss when the phone rang. She heard it was an unfamiliar number.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Ye Qingcheng calmed down and asked in a normal tone.
"Teacher Ye, I want to ask a question." The shameful voice that Ye Qingcheng will never forget came from the phone.
"Zhou Yi, what do you want to do? Why do you have my phone number?"
Ye Qingcheng asked with doubts and anger.
"Don't be so fierce. It's easy to get angry. I just want to ask, did I take away your first kiss just now?" Zhou Yi asked in a low voice.
"You, you!" Ye Qingcheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Okay, I'm going to class. Don't worry, if it's your first kiss, I will be responsible. As for the phone, if I can't even get your phone number, how can I hook up with you? I also know that you are the granddaughter of Principal Ye.
Woolen cloth!"
Zhou Yi chuckled and hung up the phone.
Judging from Ye Qingcheng's furious look, Zhou Yi already knew that this was definitely her first kiss, so he went to class with satisfaction.
In the next few days, Zhou Yi finally felt safe, because Ye Qingcheng never took the opportunity to yell at him again. However, Ye Qingcheng also did not talk to Zhou Yi and treated him coldly, which made Zhou Yi feel a little regretful.
As soon as school was over on Friday afternoon, Zhou Yi did not go home, but rode his bicycle straight to the West Lake as usual.
The beauty of Hangzhou is unparalleled in the world, and the beauty of West Lake is like the bright moon in the sky, shining brightly. Su Dongpo said that if you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
Compared with the misty and misty Jiangnan scene of West Lake, Zhou Yi prefers the West Lake in autumn, because Zhou Yi's favorite landscapes such as "Watching Fish in Huagang", "Autumn Moon on Flat Lake" and "Lei Feng Sunset" can only have real charm in autumn.
The great beauty of West Lake is famous all over the world, and tens of thousands of people visit it. However, except for real Hangzhou people, few people know that they have only been to the nine scenic spots of West Lake, because the real "Fish Watching in Huagang"
This scene is a small island in the West Lake, and few people have been to it. As for ordinary people, what they go to is just another peninsula, not the real location of "Flower Harbor Fish Watching".
Zhou Yi rode his bicycle and passed the southern section of Sudi, then abandoned his bicycle and headed west, arriving at Xiaonan Lake.
The sky gradually darkened, and there was silence beside the lake. There were only autumn insects singing in the grass, and only the slight sound of fish jumping out of the water occasionally.
There is a small wooden boat parked by Xiaonan Lake, and there is a person standing on the boat. This person is dressed in black and blends in with the darkening sky. It is extremely harmonious. It seems that he was born for the darkness.
The sky was dim and his face was unclear, but he stood on the bow of the ship like a javelin, motionless.
Every time Zhou Yi saw this person, he couldn't help but praise him: What a tiger spear.
The spear is an ancient spear. It is sharp and sharp, just like Zhao Zilong with his white horse and silver spear. Even if the enemy is surrounded by thousands of enemies, he can still fight his way out of the siege with the spear in his hand.
The man on the boat is about 1.8 meters tall. He is not the kind with a big waist and round arms, but he has an unstoppable momentum. Zhou Yi has seen many masters, but in terms of momentum, only the bodyguard Long beside his father
Fei and Zhou Chi, who was personally taught by his grandfather Zhou Shan, can be compared with him.
This person's surname is Chen Minghu, and he is indeed a tiger general.
"Brother Hu, is Taoist Master here?"
Zhou Yi walked to the boat and asked.
"Master has been waiting for a long time." Chen Hu replied without much expression on his face.
Zhou Yi lightly jumped on the boat, and Chen Hu started to draw prizes. At this time, Chen Hu's amazing arm strength was shown. His hands were seen shaking two wooden oars, evenly and steadily, and the boat was like a string.
The arrow flew towards the small island in the middle of the lake, while waves rolled on both sides of the boat.
The location of the small island is where the real "Flower Lane Fish Watching" is located. Ordinary people will never have the opportunity to visit this somewhat isolated island.
‘Flower Lane Fish Watching’ has a long history.
During the Southern Song Dynasty, Yun Sheng, a chamberlain official, built a private garden on this small island, with sparse flowers and trees, diversion of water into the pond, and stocking of five-color fish for viewing and enjoyment.
Huagang. In the 38th year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Xuanye visited the West Lake. As usual, he wrote about the fish sceneries in Huagang and built a stone stele beside the fish pond. Later, when Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River to visit the West Lake, he also inscribed poems on the shade of the stele.
Zhou Yi would come to this island every Friday night, but not to 'watch the fish', but to play chess with others, an old Taoist priest who was nearly seventy years old.
The island is two miles away from the shore, but the boat arrived in less than three minutes. One can imagine Chen Hu's arm strength, and what's even more shocking is that this javelin-like tiger spear is in
After rowing for two miles, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. This made Zhou Yi have a bold idea, that is, let the fierce man Zhou Chi and the tiger spear Chen Hu compete in a battle to see who is stronger.
The fierce man Zhou Chi was specially trained by his grandfather Zhou Shan to conquer the world in the future, and what is the use of this tiger spear Chen Hu? Could it be that the old Taoist priest really only regarded him as a disciple of the nursing school, and he was fighting on this small island?
Fish consume energy for their career?
Taoist tranquility is certainly a kind of practice, but for Chen Hu, a peerless tiger spear, if he is not allowed to be born, why bother to cultivate him?
Zhou Yi thought about these things that were not something he should think about at his age, then got off the boat, walked on the steps made of moonlight and stone slabs, and walked towards the small pavilion on the island. There were dim lights in the pavilion. Zhou Yi knew
The old Taoist priest must be waiting for him to play chess there.
The old Taoist master monopolizes this geomantic treasure of the island. Outsiders are not allowed to enter. This is naturally allowed by the government. Is it the king's land in the world? These days, if you want to occupy the mountain to be the king or the island to be the bandit, it is impossible.
, but the old Taoist priest had such great magical powers, so Zhou Yi also knew that the old Taoist priest was an outsider with a deep background.
He occupied a whole scene of Hangzhou. Without his permission, no one else was allowed to go to the island. Although the old Taoist priest lived in seclusion on this island, and although he was a Taoist priest who believed in quietness, this move revealed a kind of domineering attitude.
Zhou Yi got acquainted with this old Taoist priest because of his grandfather Zhou Shan.
Zhou Shan came to Hangzhou three years ago and took Zhou Yi to this small island to meet the old Taoist priest. Before leaving, the old Taoist priest invited Zhou Yi to come to the island every Friday night for a 'hands-on' talk.
What is "hand talk"? "Shou talk" is Go.
The lights in the pavilion were dim. As soon as Zhou Yi walked near the pavilion, the lights in the pavilion became much brighter. Zhou Yi walked in and found that there was one more person in the pavilion than usual.
In addition to the old Taoist priest sitting in front of a quaint big table, a delicate little nun in gray Taoist uniform was carefully fiddling with the oil lamp and turning it brighter.
She wears plain clothes and makeup, and wears her hair in a high bun with a wooden hairpin stuck on it. She is extremely slender and looks like a beautiful little Taoist nun.
Although Zhou Yi did not dare to make mistakes in front of the old Taoist priest, when he stepped into the small pavilion and saw the little Taoist nun, he was almost stunned.
"You came."
As soon as Zhou Yi walked to the small pavilion, the old Taoist priest's slightly closed eyes opened, and then dimmed again after transmitting a light. The old Taoist priest was extremely tall and had a long beard, but his face
He was somewhat thin, and his pulled-up hair was almost all gray.
"I've met the Taoist priest."
Zhou Yi came back to his senses and quickly saluted the old Taoist Master with his fists raised. Zhou Yi is a person with more mature ideas than his peers. He does not believe in magic sticks, but he is humble and polite in front of the old Taoist Master. After all, he is a worthy person.
'Zhou Baji' Mr. Zhou Shan came to visit, a man who could dominate the West Lake scene, so Master Zhou Yi was definitely not a simple person.
But Zhou Yi still didn't know the origin of the old Taoist priest, not even his name, Taoist number and age. Regarding this, his grandfather never told him, and Zhou Yi never asked the old Taoist priest. Zhou Yi only met with the old Taoist priest to play chess.
Occasionally, the old Taoist priest would teach him some acupuncture techniques.
The chessboard had already been placed, and Zhou Yi sat opposite the old Taoist priest and asked the old Taoist priest to make the move first. However, Chen Hu did not follow him into the small pavilion, but stood outside the small pavilion, standing tall like a spear in the night.
The old Taoist priest did not hesitate to give in. Zhihei went first, and then told the beautiful little nun: "Xiaoqing, go and make tea."
After hearing the old Taoist priest's instructions, Zhou Yi couldn't help but take another look at this beautiful little nun who had never appeared before. He saw her curling up, took out the tea set, and started to boil water.
Playing chess is a kind of culture, and tea is also a kind of culture.
Tea culture pays attention to tea leaves, tea water, heat, tea sets, environment, and the drinker's cultivation and emotions. In the eyes of some elegant people, this is a kind of beauty of artistic conception.
I used to play chess with the old Taoist priest. It was a pure chess game, but there was no tea. Zhou Yi noticed that the beautiful and delicate little nun took out a set of porcelain tea sets. The shape of this tea set was simple and elegant, and its glaze was like "after the rain."
Clear clouds break the virginity, and thousands of peaks come with green waves. "It is bright but not dazzling, like jade, not jade, but better than jade."
This is a Ru porcelain tea set, and the porcelain tea set is the Ru porcelain tea set. Zhou Yi recognized it at a glance.
Of course, this is not because Zhou Yi is well-informed. These things were forced on him by his father, Zhou Fugui, who spent a lot of money to hire people.
Zhou Fugui himself is a nouveau riche businessman without much knowledge and background, so although he has a lot of wealth, he is always annoyed because he is not a child of aristocratic family and does not come from a scholarly family. Therefore, after he became rich, he liked to be arty, so he
Ask someone to train Zhou Yi and let Zhou Yi learn these things that he thinks can reflect a person's taste.
"Zhou Yi, let's play chess with peace of mind. You and Xiaoqing will have another day to meet again, but this is the last game of chess that you and I will see." The old Taoist looked at Zhou Yi and said meaningfully.
"Taoist Priest, why is this?"
Zhou Yi was startled and asked quickly.
"I will go back to Shanghai tomorrow. I am old and weak, and I have to return to my roots. So today's game of chess is my last game with you."
The old Taoist priest held the chess pieces and said calmly, he really has the demeanor of a monk who is far away from anything else. The only strange thing is that he does not call himself a 'poor Taoist' but an old man.
"The Taoist priest has taught me these past three years, and I feel repaid by this junior. I also asked the Taoist priest to leave his address in Shanghai so that I can visit him in the future."
Zhou Yi thought for a while and said, when his grandfather Zhou Shan took him to see the old Taoist priest three years ago, he even hoped that Zhou Yi could learn chess from the old Taoist priest and temper his character. In the past three years, Zhou Yi's chess skills have greatly improved, and his behavior in dealing with people is better than that of his peers.
It is much more prudent, and this must be attributed to the veteran Taoist priest.
"You and I are destined. Besides, you have played chess with me for three years. How can I ask you to thank me?"
The old Taoist priest stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "I was a Taoist boy at Songjiang Mosque when I was a child. Now that my deadline is approaching, it's time to go back. Have you met Chen Hu? He is my eldest disciple. Make tea."
This is Xiaoqing, a closed disciple of my family. This is the first time you have met. Chen Hu and Xiaoqing will follow me back to Shanghai. If you need someone in the future, go to Shanghai Songjiang Mosque to find them. You can accompany me.
After playing chess for three years, I leave you a little souvenir."