Chapter 399 (2/2)

Sitting in a restaurant, you can see the scenery on both sides of Jianhe river.

The restaurant is simple, but it is also lively. Upstairs and downstairs are the same. There is no elegant room. They are all a hall. Dozens of people sat inside drinking, eating, guessing boxing orders, talking loudly and whispering, which seemed very lively.

Traceless sat at a table near the window, ordered a plate of bacon, a plate of peanuts and a jar of champion Red, drank slowly and enjoyed the scenery outside the window.

At this time, it was nearly dusk, the sky was gradually gloomy, the lights were on both sides of the Strait, and the sacrifice in the square had been completed.

The air in winter has been a little cold. After a few glasses of wine, they are warm. At the adjacent table are two young men dressed in Miao clothes, about twenty-five or six. They already have a sense of wine.

Originally, they were chatting, traceless and didn't care. Suddenly, a clear and loud song came out of the window. The song was melodious and beautiful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and make people intoxicated.

Wuji and the two men looked sideways at the sound. On the river, a girl with gorgeous clothes and glittering silver was standing on the bamboo raft. A white haired old man supported the pole in his hand, and the bamboo raft rowed through the water and marched up.

At the front of the bamboo raft, a bamboo pole stood upright and hung a red lotus lamp, reflecting the woman's petite and graceful figure under the lights, making people tremble.

The song comes from the girl on the bamboo raft.

Miao people are good at singing and dancing, and all kinds of folk songs and folk songs come at once, with beautiful rhythm and pleasant ears.

The girl's singing is loud, clear and melodious. It seems that she can ring through the clouds and can't say how beautiful it is.

Traceless is not only crazy about listening, but also crazy about seeing.

The song stopped and the aftertaste remained. Without trace, I still look at the girl in the light on the bamboo raft. Suddenly, the girl seemed to turn her head and look at the restaurant.

Although they are far apart, they are as graceful as Lingbo fairies, and their figure is touching.

The two men looked excited, their heads squeezed in the window and stared at the girl on the bamboo raft.

”The wind, flowers, snow and moon intoxicate the world, the water is beautiful, the yuan is clear and the city is full of laughter. Southern Xinjiang