Two hundred and eighty-ninth chapter good, it will be fine for a while
"Water?"
Su Bei looked at the old man in front of him with a puzzled expression. He naturally knew that he was not a real beggar, so he was guessing what the water in his mouth meant.
Before he could react, the little beggar next to him became unhappy and stared at the old beggar sitting next to him with wide eyes:
"We came all the way here just to water water, you say?"
"Isn't there a place where I can't water? Do you have to come here?"
His eyes rolled around, as if he understood something, and he looked at the old beggar with a wicked smile:
"I know, Laohua."
"You want to go water the big girl!"
boom--
The little beggar covered his head. This time, it was not the old lady who hit him, but Ji Nanjue, who was sitting next to Su Bei. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he raised his hand and slapped him.
Then he squinted at Laohua who had his hand in the air and said calmly:
"Disciples are all like this. I guess you are not a good person either."
The old lady smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed, and pulled the little beggar behind her.
Then he raised his head and looked through the window, looking at the peach blossoms in the sky, with a rare trace of warmth in his eyes.
Then he turned around, looked at Su Bei and replied:
"I, the old flower, come here to water the flowers every once in a while."
"I don't know if one day I will be gone and someone will water her."
"..."
Then he sighed, drank the glass of wine on the table, stood up, and looked at Su Bei:
"Sir, you can't eat your food in vain."
"But I can't give up my old love so easily."
"..."
The old beggar fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a wine gourd, handed it to Su Bei, and said meaningfully:
"In this way, I, the old lady, and Mr. Su are reconciled."
"..."
Then he pulled the little beggar, who was still obsessed with the food on the table, towards the door.
The waiter passed by, thought about it, and said kindly:
"Can you please tell the shopkeeper that this sauce elbow still tastes the same as before."
"..."
With the child's puzzled expression on his face, the two of them just disappeared outside the door.
Su Bei was playing with the wine gourd given to him by the old woman, looking at the two people's backs, and casually unscrewed the stopper of the gourd.
Ji Nanjue's eyes froze for a moment.
The next moment, the stopper was completely inserted into the bottle mouth of the wine gourd.
Even so, there were still traces of gas floating throughout the lobby of the inn.
thump--
thump--
All the figures in the hall suddenly fell down.
The two looked at each other, both showing indescribable expressions.
"Ni Xuan Lu hanging upside down in the sky."
"Or rather, Shoushui."
This is not a poison, but compared to ordinary people, it is a great supplement. Although it is only a small amount, it is not a problem to extend the life of the body and live for a few more years.
"The favor he returned was a bit big."
"These common people are still enjoying the glory. Shouldn't a plaque be set up for this old beggar?"
"..."
Su Bei looked at Li Zijun, who had also fallen asleep next to him, with a hint of warmth in his eyes. He reached out and touched her hair and said with a wry smile.
The entire hall, or rather this area, completely presented a strange scene.
There was only a breeze mingling with the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms. Everyone was lying on the table, sleeping soundly.
Su Bei gently hugged Li Zijun, who was sleeping soundly, and then looked at Ji Nanjue beside him. After being silent for a while, he suddenly said:
"I seem to understand why the peach blossoms in Peach City never fall all year round..."
Ji Nanjue also nodded, took the wine gourd handed over by Su Bei, and said softly:
"If this Nixuan liquid is useful against evil spirits, we are afraid that we really owe him a favor."
"..."
Then he thought of something again and looked at the strange look on Su Bei's face:
"How strange? Why do I always meet so many strange people and anecdotes after following you?"
"Since you broke through to the peak of returning to the void, the sword energy around you has already restrained a lot, which can be regarded as a return to nature."
"How come a random beggar you meet can figure out your identity? And guess our purpose?"
"Since when can monks who work together to overcome tribulations become so bad?"
"Then Taohuawu and that Peach Blossom Spring should be related to him."
"..."
Su Bei pouted, thought for a while, then looked at Ji Nanjue and said something that made her confused:
"Maybe it's because I'm not the protagonist, but I took the protagonist's script?"
Ji Nanjue was stunned for a moment and looked at him doubtfully:
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
Su Bei did not explain to her and smiled.
The sunset glow hit his face, and he stood side by side with Ji Nanjue. Two golden rays accompanied the lingering peach blossom fragrance.
"Ah sneeze——"
Su Bei gently touched Ji Nanjue's back with one hand and held Li Zijun in the other hand, feeling as warm as a family of three.
——Of course, it would be more like if Li Zijun, who fell asleep, was held in his arms instead of being carried.
"What are we doing tomorrow?"
Ji Nanjue held Li Zijun in Su Bei's arms and glared at Su Bei.
Su Bei looked at the towering peach tree not far away and said with a smile:
"Tomorrow, we may go to Taohuawu."
Ji Nanjue nodded in agreement, maybe she would meet the old man again soon.
Then he looked at the people lying around him, listened to the even breathing, and asked subconsciously:
"Then what are we doing today?"
Su Bei turned his head and said seriously:
"Ji Bao'er, you shouldn't ask, what are we doing today!"
Ji Nanjue's phoenix eyes were a little confused. She stretched out her hand to catch the breeze and held back her hair that was messed up by the wind:
"Then what should I ask?"
Su Bei looked at her seriously and said:
"You should say, what should I do today?"
Although Ji Nanjue was a little confused as to why he said that himself, he still asked again:
"Does it make any difference?"
"Then what are you doing today?"
Su Bei hugged Ji Nanjue from behind, held her delicate waist, and whispered in her ear:
"Fuck Ji Bao'er today."
"??"
Ji Nanjue had not yet reacted. The next moment, her eyes gradually became clear. She first lowered her head, and then looked around. Then she realized that she wanted to break away from Su Bei's big hand. Her cheeks were red and she said incoherently:
"You...what are you talking nonsense!"
"Rude, vulgar..."
Su Bei picked her up like a little chicken and walked upstairs, laughing and saying:
"How can you call things with your own mother-in-law vulgar? Rude?"
"This is flirting!"
Ji Nanjue bit her lip, patted Su Bei's shoulder, and looked at Li Zijun who was sleeping in her arms with some guilt:
"Stop messing around. What will happen if Zijun wakes up and finds out?"
"Hurry up and put me down, you...you Su Duandun..."
However, Su Bei had already placed her whole body on the brocade. He raised his hand to take off her slightly arched embroidered shoes, and then took off her stockings. Her feet, as slender as gelatin, were just like that in the sunset.
The middle is shining with luster, the toes are dotted, and the beads are round and jade-like, like a blur of flowing fireflies.
"Be obedient, be good, and you'll be fine soon..."
Ji Nanjue had originally planned to give up resistance. After all, she had indeed promised him the night before, but when she heard his words, she instantly became angry. She suddenly opened her eyes and raised her feet to press against Su Bei's chest:
"It'll be fine in a moment?"
"When did you do it for a while? When did you not have to work all night?"
Su Bei held her foot in his hand, gently massaged the acupuncture points on it with his index finger, and said with a gentle expression:
"Isn't it because Ji Bao'er is too tired recently? I'm going to massage your feet. This is a secret method, a foot massage!"
"..."
Ji Nanjue was half-convinced, but thinking that his master had also said that there was such a method, he had to believe it.
He tilted his head and looked at Li Zijun, who was sleeping soundly beside him, with his hands folded on his stomach, not wanting to cooperate:
"Then don't think about anything else...press your feet more."
However, as Su Bei pressed the finger on somewhere on the foot, not long after, Ji Nanjue's face turned red to the base of her ears, and a soft gasp touched Su Bei's ear.
My little feet are itching and I want to pull them back, but I can't. Maybe it's because they are too comfortable?
Well, of course that's the case. Ji Nanjue nodded with complete confirmation in her heart.
He just wants to press his feet. As long as he calms down, he is afraid of what he will do? Could he eat himself?
Even if things get a little worse, I can just close my eyes and be fine. There is no chance of...
Be sure to calm down.
But, calm down, huh? His heart has been beating thumpingly since he just lay down, no matter what he does.
"I told you, just press it, don't go up..."
Ji Nanjue raised her head, wanting to protest something, but before she could think of it, she was gently held by a pair of warm lips.
His lips were filled with warmth, and her taut body slowly became softer and softer in the hot kiss. She became more and more accustomed to it. Ji Nanjue was convinced that she had fallen in love again.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sky outside had already darkened.
Su Bei waved his hand to light the candle next to the bed, and then looked at Nan Ji, whose clothes were a little messy. From his own angle, he could still see her bellyband.
The clothes on her body fell off one by one, gradually revealing her beautiful figure. Her skin seemed to reflect the beauty under the hazy moonlight, whether it was her slender legs or...
In Su Bei's heart, only two words can describe it: perfection.
Su Bei gently untied the last ribbon and pushed it upward.
Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage and sand.
Nanji once said, this is the snow of Bujian Peak, and that is the plum blossom of Bujian Peak.
The folds gradually turned into a line, piled up in a disorderly manner.
"Take off your bellyband...it feels so uncomfortable curled up like this."
"good."
"You just said yes, but you should take it off..."
Su Bei gently kissed Nan Ji's forehead, fulfilling the great oath made at the dinner table.
"That's my foot. I've been walking for a day...What are you doing? Why are you so perverted?"
"It's okay, Ji Bao'er smells good."
Su Bei said vaguely.
Li Zijun's eyes opened slightly, and gradually became clear. His arms were soft, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fair cheeks facing away from the two of them were slightly flushed.
The moonlight is quiet.
It is reflected in this piece of heaven and earth, and it is reflected in this piece of Taocheng people who are sleeping soundly.
That night, between heaven and earth, two people stayed sleepless all night.
——There is another person who can't sleep at all.
...
In Taohuawu, in the peach forest, the peach trees have withered in the early days, and the crimson flowers are in full bloom at the end of the day.
It was late at night, but despite this, the peach blossoms were still in full bloom.
A clear shadow appeared quietly, its eyes greedily looking at the peach grove in the garden.
Shan Wulan's eyes were filled with the scenery in the forest, and he saw that the ground was covered in red and no one was cleaning it. There was faint red dust everywhere and light mud. This added a bit of flavor, just like this, he was wandering quietly alone.
The scent of peach blossoms fills your nose.
Hua la la, there was the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves.
Suddenly a soft coughing sound came out:
"But are you asking for Peach Blossom Spring?"
"This place is not open to the public...how did this girl get in...but she has to climb a cliff of hundreds of feet..."
"..."
An old woman walked out of a dilapidated hut on crutches. As soon as she took a look, her steps could not help but slow down.
Under the moonlight, a bunch of late peaches bloomed in full bloom, making the figure look like a demon, a woman in dark purple clothes.
Purple, the dark clothes are in two rolls, wrapping around from bottom to top, and the clothes are sparse all the way to the shoulders.
A bunch of purple orchids is placed on a head of pretty white hair, half on the back of the head and half on the forehead. A gilt phoenix feather is inserted diagonally into the white hair.
Her skin was as white as snow, as if she had blended into the night, and her eyebrows were as dark as the distant mountains, especially her red lips.
Being slightly thinner adds more flavor.
"It's so beautiful..."
The old woman sighed and sat down gently, leaning on her crutches.
Shan Wulan picked off a peach blossom, then glanced at the old woman, looked around, and knew that she was an ordinary person, so he said:
"Did you plant the peach blossom?"
After a pause, he felt that his voice was a little cold, and he added a little embarrassedly:
"Well...I came here for the fragrance."
"it's beautiful."
The old woman shook her head and said with a kind smile:
"How could he be planted by Lao Chan? Lao Chan is just watching for others."
As he spoke, he strolled towards the most prosperous peach tree and sat down.
"Help whom?"
"Why does this peach blossom never fall in all seasons?"
Shan Wulan turned his eyes casually to the old peach plant and sighed in his heart:
"It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that he's not here..."
The old woman smiled, reached out and touched a peach blossom, and said softly:
"It's beautiful, isn't it? I think it's beautiful too."
"As for why the four seasons never fall, ahem...maybe it's an obsession."
Shan Wulan came to the peach tree and sat next to the old woman, looking at the blooming peach blossoms together.
"Obsession?"
The old woman nodded slightly, then turned to look at Shan Wulan and said: