Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 59: Lan Ruochun Begins to be Beautiful (2)
Yu Fengjin shook her head slowly, then stood up and walked directly to Lu Ning. She looked at the bald Taoist priest up and down: he looked about sixty years old and was wearing a greasy black Taoist robe.
But he still has the bald head of a monk and nine ring scars.
He has a sallow face and a thin face, a shiny rosy nose, and a pair of inverted triangular eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, making him look like a drunken sick tiger.
Although Yu Fengjin felt that the visitor was unkind, she still asked politely: "From what the abbot said, it seems that they are coming for us two. Do you know who we are?"
The bald Taoist priest immediately looked up to the sky and laughed. After laughing for a long time, he said with great enthusiasm: "Your Highness King Yi, do you know that the black cloth-covered tablet at the foot of the Bodhisattva belongs to your mother, Queen Xiaoyu? That is a poor Taoist.
A meeting gift for His Highness."
Hearing what he said, Yu Fengjin's face changed slightly, and she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
The bald Taoist priest then looked at Lu Ning, but his eyes became much softer: "You should not have been born in this world. It was a bad fate that created you, and countless unjust souls who died in vain, in exchange for your eighteen years of stable life.
.However, from today on, your stable life will no longer exist..."
These specious words made Lu Ning tense up, and a wave of anxiety and uneasiness spread throughout her body. After a moment of silence, she asked coldly: "Don't use these mysterious and mysterious words to deceive me! This cannot be proved.
you know me!"
The bald Taoist priest closed his eyes and looked up to the sky with a long sigh, and then said helplessly: "The Buddhist beads you have been wearing since you were a child...it comes from Lanruo Temple..."
In an instant, Lu Ning's mind went blank, and the nine-section whip in his hand softened from a sword to a snake.
Seeing Lu Ning's absence, Yu Fengjin secretly screamed, and immediately asked sharply: "Now that you've finished talking about us, why don't you tell us who you are? Why do you recognize us, and why do you want to wait for us?"
"Amitabha." The Taoist priest touched his bald head and said sadly: "What a situation in eighteen years! Eighteen years ago you were a child with a yellow mouth, and the poor Taoist was just a middle-aged man. Now the times have changed, and things have changed.
No. But we made an appointment of eighteen years, no more than one day, no less, and we still met as promised. If you ask Pindao how he learned about it, Pindao can only say, "The secret must not be revealed!"
Yu Fengjin became more cautious and said in a cold voice: "Humph, what a 'secret must not be leaked'! I think you are talking nonsense and smelling of alcohol all over your body. You are either an alcoholic or a lunatic!"
The Taoist priest stood up with one hand and bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Please allow Pindao to introduce himself. Pindao's common name is Xu Daocheng, and his dharma name is Daoji. He has been a disciple of Tianshi since he was a child and learned Bagua. He is a master of Dunjia, so he can deduce fate.
.Eighteen years after Pindao deduced, Your Majesty will need Pindao’s help, so he has been waiting here for a long time.”
Hearing this, Yu Fengjin smiled coldly and said jokingly: "This is really a strange thing in the world! Since you deduced that I will need you after eighteen years, why do you have to wait here for eighteen years? Isn't it a waste of time?"
Xu Daocheng turned his eyes to Lu Ning and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Because of her!"
"she?"
"I?"
Yu Fengjin and Lu Ning looked at each other in shock, and felt that the person in front of them was unconscious.
Xu Daocheng, however, continued regardless: "Pindao deduced that Lanruo Temple would cause fire from heaven because of her arrival. Without Pindao's persistence over the past eighteen years, this place would have ceased to exist, and you and I would not be able to meet!"
"
These confusing words shocked Yu Fengjin. He stared closely at Lu Ning's face that looked exactly like Concubine Ying, and a bad premonition came to his mind. But there was no time to ask these questions now, so he glared at Xu Daocheng again,
Then he asked: "Since you have spent eighteen years waiting for me, then tell me, what exactly do I need from you?"
Xu Daocheng suddenly clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "I have been waiting for His Highness for eighteen years, so I am giving you a great gift!!"
Yu Fengjin let out a light chirp and said sarcastically: "I am a relative of the emperor. I have always been well-dressed and well-fed. It can be said that I am always willing to get wind and rain. Is there anything else that you, a Taoist priest, can give me?"
Xu Daocheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Your Highness is right! You seem to have everything, but there is one thing in this world that you dream of but can't ask for!"
Yu Fengjin stared at him closely and asked calmly: "Master Taoist, it's better not to pretend to be profound. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."
Xu Daocheng pondered for a moment, then saluted and said, "If Your Highness uses me, I am willing to give you a white hat!"...
When Yu Fengjin heard this, she immediately turned pale with horror and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: White hat? Adding a white character to the word "王" means "emperor", doesn't it?
He immediately became furious, pointed at Xu Daocheng, and sternly scolded: "What a crazy Taoist priest! He actually said such rebellious words! Do you want to frame me?"
Lu Ning also broke out into a cold sweat and said in a cold voice: "Your Highness, it seems to me that he is completely crazy. Why not kill him to prevent him from harming other people's lives with his nonsense!"
Unexpectedly, Xu Daocheng was not afraid at all. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Hahaha, I can't kill you! You can't kill me! If you kill me, Your Highness will be defeated!"
Yu Fengjin, who had originally made up his mind to silence him, hesitated after hearing these words. He took a deep breath and said coldly: "This Taoist priest is crazy and talking nonsense. It seems that he drank too much. Forget it.
Even if he is sent to the government, he will only be regarded as a lunatic. That's all, let's ignore him and spare his life today and let him go crazy!"
After that, he winked at Lu Ning, and the two of them carefully walked down the rockery while staring at Xu Daocheng warily.
Xu Daocheng stood in the pavilion and stared at the two of them with a half-smile. He seemed to have no intention of catching up or taking action. It was not until the two of them got off the rockery that he raised his voice and said: "Your Highness, I am waiting for you here. Use
Before long, you will come looking for Pindao! This is fate! No one can escape!"
At this time, Yan Rong, Tuotuo and Mr. Murong were sitting around the table in the west side hall, chatting happily.
Watching Yan Rong pour a cup of tea for himself, Toto pushed the cup away and muttered dissatisfied: "I never drink tea! I only drink wine!"
Mr. Murong gouged out his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Asshole, this is a temple, where can we drink wine!"
Toto stood up quickly, kicked over the stool he had just sat on, and shouted loudly: "What the hell is this place? There's not even wine! I'm going to find Xiaolu, let's go down the mountain to drink!" With that, he turned around.
About to leave.
"Brother Tutuo, don't be anxious!" Yan Rong walked over in one step, pulled him back to the table, pressed his shoulders and made him sit down, pointed at the teapot and said mysteriously: "This is no ordinary tea!
It’s your favorite one!”
As he said that, he put the spout of the pot under Toto's nose. He smelled it hard. He didn't smell the fragrance of tea, but smelled the mellow aroma of wine. He suddenly smiled and said, "Wine! It's wine! Haha! That's great.
!」
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the monk hear you!" Yan Rong quickly gestured to him.
Toto slapped Yan Rong on the back hard and laughed loudly: "You are indeed my good brother, he knows my thoughts very well! You used such a clever method to hide wine, I am impressed by you!"
"This has nothing to do with me. I discovered it accidentally in the temple. There must be some monks in the temple stealing wine!" Yan Rong smiled bitterly and quickly filled a glass for Mr. Murong.
"It seems that these monks also need this common thing to survive night after night in the mountains!" Mr. Murong raised his glass and clinked it with the two of them, then raised his head and drank it all.
With wine as a medium, the three of them became more and more speculative as they chatted, and the more they drank, the more they enjoyed themselves, and soon they all became slightly tipsy.
Mr. Murong shook his feather fan lightly and suddenly said with emotion: "Fate is such a wonderful thing! The three of us came to Shengjing because of a letter from His Highness King Yi. After that, we have been entangled with His Highness, even when we went to the mountain to worship Buddha.
Can meet."
Yan Rong laughed loudly and added wine to him while saying, "It's too early for the military advisor to say this! Maybe it won't be long before fate makes us a family!"
"Oh? What do you mean, Master Yan?" Mr. Murong raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly.
Yan Rong touched his nose and said with a smile: "With my experience and intuition as a prodigal son in the capital, the atmosphere between these two people became more and more ambiguous, and their conversation and behavior became more and more intimate. It's just that both of them are still in love, and they are a little uncomfortable.
That’s all! As long as we work together, it will be done!"
Mr. Murong twisted his beard and smiled, then picked up the wine
He touched his cup and said with a smile: "That's great! I've been worried that the young gang leader's focus on the caravan will delay life-long events. It would be great if we can finally get together with His Highness.
Belongs to!"
While the two were talking, the two protagonists of the topic walked in the door one after another.
"Look! Cao Cao is really here!" Yan Rong jumped up from his chair and strode towards him. But when he saw the look on Yu Fengjin's face, he immediately suppressed his smile and asked, "Why?
Did something happen? Why do you look so embarrassed?"
Yu Fengjin said nothing. He turned his head and looked at Lu Ning. They both shook their heads tacitly and decided to hide what happened just now.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. It's getting late, so let's go down the mountain." Lu Ning immediately changed the topic and diverted Yan Rong's attention.
It was already evening when everyone came out of Lanruo Temple. They stood on the hillside and overlooked the entire Shengjing City. The lights of thousands of houses in the city were like stars in the sky.
Lu Ning's starry eyes squinted at the man next to her, and she saw a touch of sadness covering his brows, and his thin lips were pursed with determination.
She knew that he would not be feeling well today, so she wanted to lighten the mood, so she laughed softly and said, "Your Highness, you know, when I first met you, I misunderstood you deeply and even disliked you a little."
Hearing this, Yu Fengjin finally came back to her senses, looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Why do you hate me?"
Lu Ning covered his mouth and smiled, and said half truthfully: "When I first entered Shengjing, I learned that the Xiaoxiang Villa is His Highness's property, or that you opened it for Miss Fangyi. Later, I saw through Miss Fangyi's slander of Wang Banshan for murder.
I think you are a dandy who has a lot of wives and concubines, is lazy and has a cunning wife."
Yu Fengjin frowned and smiled bitterly: "This misunderstanding is really big."
Lu Ning looked at him carefully and said with a shy smile: "Later, you took Yan Rong to Zhuanglou to ask for punishment. Both the words and the words made me feel that you were domineering, arrogant, and a little unreasonable. So.
, when you asked me to meet, I was a little resistant."
Yu Fengjin touched the ring on her thumb and sighed helplessly: "It seems that I have to reflect on how to get along with women in the future."