Chapter 1508 Gunner

Sharing the same bed with Big and Little Wengdie last night made Qin An's mood suddenly brighten up. It was a very special artistic conception. Two flower-like women were lying next to him wearing only a few clothes. The three of them really seemed to be close friends. Normally, when remembering and longing for their common relatives, at least Qin An has no distracting thoughts. It feels really good like that!

ah! Life has to go on, so just be happy. At such an old age, what else can't you think about?

After contacting the Qingjian people, although Qin An was not treated enthusiastically, he was still happy.

None of these old guys are thousands of years old, but they still regard themselves as young men. I am only over 60 years old, aren't I just like a newborn?

right! With a good attitude, he is still rising, and he can still stand up to the sky! There is still a lot of future, full of happiness waiting for him. He must not be sad for the spring and regret the autumn. He must have confidence in himself, and also have confidence in Weng Lan, Dafeng, Erhe, Xiangming, and Yana! All of them will eventually come back to him, and his story will definitely end in comedy!

Walking on the busy streets, Qin An unexpectedly saw many beautifully dressed women from the Qingjian tribe!

After listening carefully, it turns out that the ban on women will be lifted starting at 6 o'clock tonight! Women don’t even need to kneel down to men from the Qingjian tribe they don’t know when they go out. No wonder these women are so excited, they are a group of released tigresses!

As Qin An shuttled among the crowd, he felt as if he had returned to ancient times. The way people spoke, the way they dressed, and the layout of the stalls all looked closer to ancient people.

Qin An found out after walking for a while that there was a lantern festival in the civilian area tonight.

The so-called lantern festival is actually an activity where people watch lanterns, go shopping, eat delicious food and light up the Kongming lanterns.

The Kongming lanterns here are called night sky lanterns. Releasing the night sky lanterns is also a wish-making ceremony for the people. Therefore, the most vendors on the street today are those selling night sky lanterns. Women are rushing to buy them. They all need to make a wish and expect to get married in the next year. The husband can treat them better, and those who are unmarried pray that they can have a good and understanding husband.

This is the story of sexually reproducing intelligent creatures. Even if women are discriminated against by men, they still want to be around men, like moths flying into the flames.

"Miss! Look, isn't he there?"

"Girl, you found someone as soon as you arrived. Have you sent someone to spy on me? Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

"What else could it be? Of course I'm venting my anger on the young lady!"

"...But, I have promised not to kill him."

"We don't have to kill him to vent our anger. We can make him look embarrassed, embarrass him, make him feel uncomfortable, and many other methods!"

"Hmm...then what should we do?"

"Let's see if he can eat. We can put laxatives in his food, and then when he goes to the public toilet, the owner will teleport him away. Didn't he look at your body? We'll let him leak his butt! "

"..."

Qin An stepped on his right foot with his left foot and almost fell to the ground. His face turned red and he almost laughed.

Sure enough, after a long time, the lady said angrily: "Zeng Huan, what are you paying attention to? This princess really wants to tear your little mouth apart!"

"..."

Zeng Huan probably covered his mouth and made a strange whine.

Qin An tried his best to continue walking forward calmly, pretending not to notice the two masters and servants who were following him ten meters away, intending to remain unchanged in response to all changes. At this moment, a little boy beside Qin An spoke.

"Mom, there seems to be writing on that night sky lamp!"

"Huh? Which one?"

"That's it!"

Qin An subconsciously looked in the direction of the little boy's finger and saw a night dragon lantern floating about three hundred meters above the ground. Sure enough, there were words on it.

Qin An was a little curious after seeing it, and said inadvertently:

"That's "Journey into the Wine" by Li Bai, a poet from the Tang Dynasty.

Ignore you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea never to return.

Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.

I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and a lot of fun and banquets.

What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.

Five-flowered horse, golden fur,

Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

…

Ah, this is an ancient poem on earth. Unexpectedly, it has spread to the Qingjian tribe. Li Bai would be proud if Izumi knew it. His calligraphy treasures have now been teleported by aliens! "

Qin An's voice was neither loud nor quiet.

The child's mother glanced at Qin An and immediately blushed. She didn't know how to talk to the strange man.

Maybe it was because Qin An was too handsome, but the shy woman finally said, "Sir, you have great eyesight! My son is a person with visual abilities. He can't even see the words written on it, but you can't miss a word." After reading it, you must be a person with visual abilities? So many words are probably written on six sides of the night sky lamp. From this angle, sir, you should only be able to see three sides of the lamp, but you You still read the whole poem, are you still a visual person with the ability of perspective!"

After the woman finished speaking, before Qin An could explain that he could memorize this poem, he heard the princess behind him let out a low, suppressed roar.

"the wicked!"

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"He...he is probably a visual person with night vision and clairvoyance abilities!"

"Oh, what happened?"

"Idiot! I was in the water that night. I originally thought that I was in the dark and protected by the lake, so I probably wouldn't be seen much by this guy. But if he is a person with visual powers, then I..."

"Oh my god! Isn't that all the hair left after seeing him?"

"Mao...? Mao, your sister! I'm so embarrassed!"

"Miss! How about I go kill him!"

"Hmph, it's not that cheap! Keep asking people to follow him. When we go back, I must take care of him! This vagabond! Bad guy! A pervert! A big pervert!"

While the princess insulted Qin An, she ran away in shame, and the maid immediately followed her.

Qin An stood there and wiped the sweat from his forehead...

Damn it! Misfortune comes from the mouth, the ancients sincerely did not deceive me!

Next, Qin Anzai was not in the mood to continue shopping, so he ran back to sleep dejectedly. He had no mood to attend to the lantern festival. He had to think carefully about how to deal with this princess.

…

I have been in the Qingjian people’s territory for two days. Tomorrow is the Shenyuan Festival. In the main square in the center of the territory, there will be a grand opening ceremony of the festival and many performances.

At least the people today are still full of passion, and they don't think too much about being trapped in the labyrinth world. This is an issue that the king and the management should consider.

Well, on the afternoon of the day before the opening ceremony of the Shenyuan Festival, the central square of the territory was crowded with people, and the first elimination round of Princess Linghua's husband selection competition began!

The atmosphere is also somewhat lively.

The central square was surrounded by a huge cloth, and then all the people participating in the husband selection meeting entered the closed venue.

Before the official start of the competition, the examiner came out to announce the rules of the competition.

First, the competition is a poetry writing competition. Everyone present will be given pen, ink and paper, and everyone is required to write a poem.

Second, the poem is an acrostic poem, and the first word of each line must be "Princess Linghua" when connected.

Third, we must use the common language of the human race, that is, Chinese characters to express it.

Fourth, the selection deadline is midnight on the same day!

As soon as the title of this competition came out,

A quarter of those who secretly rejoice write poetry? Easily add a piece;

There are a quarter of depressed people. Although they can write Chinese characters, they don’t know what poetry is?

A quarter of them are confused. Although they are very knowledgeable, they can’t fucking write Chinese characters!

The remaining quarter are even more stupid. They can't even write, and their tribe only communicates through language and has no such thing as writing. What should we do?

So when Qin An heard about this topic in the square, he almost smiled. This was not difficult for him!

So, when the staff handed out the paper and pen, Qin An finished it in less than half a minute.

So now that the task is completed, Qin An plans to hand over the answer sheet to the examiner outside the venue, and then go back to Xiao's house to sleep.

He had just taken a few steps when an old man suddenly came out from the side and stopped him.

"Sir, I see you finished a poem in just a few seconds. You are obviously a master at it! I am a barbarian and cannot read at all. I wonder if my brother can help me write the poem? Anyway, I am a barbarian. There are a lot of people here and there are no examiners patrolling, so if you help me, no one will find out!"

"Are you also here to participate in the husband selection meeting?"

Qin An was really surprised, because the old man was too old and looked dirty. If the beauty Linghua followed this old man, it would be like a flower stuck in the cow dung!

The old man noticed that Qin An seemed to be worried, and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, brother, I will never let your help go in vain!"

While talking, the old man took out a cloth bag and handed it to Qin An to open it. Qin An raised his eyebrows when he saw that there were ten sword soul stones in it.

This is really a big deal, he actually took out 10 sword soul stones!

It can only be said that the people here really have backgrounds and abilities, and a humble old man can be so wealthy.

Qin An didn't hesitate. He was a bastard who didn't want to make money. He quickly put away the sword soul stone, then picked up a pen and wrote a poem on the paper and handed it to the old man.

The old man was stunned when he saw it. Isn't this too fast? Is the so-called acrostic poem so easy to write? Then didn’t you suffer a big loss?

At this moment, two more boys came over. They thrust their ten sword soul stones into Qin An's hands at the same time, and they also wanted to invite Qin An to be the gunman.

Qin An smiled. As the saying goes, a sheep is herded, and a group of sheep is driven. Ten sword soul stones are a lot of wealth. So what if he sells his intellectual property in order to make money?

Ever since, Qin An began to write non-stop for his own plan to make a fortune.