Chapter 495: Boarding the Car at Night, Su Yu's Ecstasy
The sky is dim and the rain is pouring at dusk.
Three masked thugs jumped out of the south wall of the building. Looking around, there was not even a ghost in the streets.
The tall, thin, masked man pointed to the north, and the other two people looked over and saw the outline of a pavilion looming in the misty rain, just over ten feet away.
The three assailants didn't bother to say anything and ran towards the pavilion one after another. After a few breaths, the three assailants, who looked like drowned rats, were already leaning on the pillars of the pavilion and slumped on the seat board.
The burly masked man took off his turban first and pulled off his black scarf, revealing a smooth head. If Yang Zhaoxi were here at this time, he would definitely recognize this person as the sleepless monk, the leader of the Zhaojue monks. He could only hear him cursing. road:
"Today is really unlucky! I bumped into this useless dandy. If it were not for the kindness of the palace envoy Zhiyu, the Sa family would not have paid attention to him. Wang Chuo and Li Chuo were all tied up and thrown into the well..."
The tall and thin masked man also took off his black scarf, and it turned out to be Shi Xiaoren, the master of Jingyun Temple. He smiled coldly and said: "We have all received great kindness from the royal envoys, but we have to repay it with death! I don't want to play too much today." Once upon a time, this woman was so disrespectful to Mr. Wang Chuo. Could it be that she thought that the envoy had lost his power and wanted to switch to someone else?"
The sleepless monk's face darkened when he heard this. Although he was dissatisfied, he said nothing.
Seeing this, the thin, masked man quickly smoothed things over and said, "Master Shi, Brother Sleepless is just saying something out of anger, so why should I use words to ridicule you? Isn't it possible that I, the monk of Chonghua Temple, was protected by the royal palace envoys, and that I have such a prosperous scene today? Otherwise, it's just that By subduing thieves during the Jizhou Rebellion, we can kill all the monks in our temple.
The life of the chief disciple of the 'Xiaoxiang Sect' has been taken today, and there will be another storm tomorrow. The most urgent task is to collect the silver reward first! Don't forget the previous instructions of the palace envoy, be sure to attend the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' Before, find the 'Chong Lingzi' Yang Chaoxi, cut off his head, and send it to Chang'an!"
Shi Xiaoren nodded and said with a smile: "What Zen Master Hui Cong said is absolutely true. Junior Brother Xiuxiang, you and I have not known each other for a day or two. If my brother is suddenly rude in his words, please be more considerate!"
The sleepless monk was not a stubborn person, so he immediately clasped his hands together, saluted and said, "Master Shi Guan said seriously, and it is true that the Sa family's words have no clue. Then I followed the advice of senior brother Huicong and took the talisman of this Xiaoxiang sect disciple first. Xin and Lu Yin, let’s go together to receive the silver reward, and then we’ll discuss it again.”
After the three of them finished speaking, they each took off their brown robes, revealing the monk's robe underneath.
Shi Xiaoren took out a slender oil paper package from under his robe, sat on the railing and opened it, but it only contained a firecracker and a firecracker as thick as a thumb.
There was no more than two walls between Jingyunguan and Shi Xiaoren. He lit the firecracker and held it in his hand. The firecracker did not explode, and only a lot of orange smoke came out from the hole at one end. Come on. The smoke seemed not to be afraid of the wind and rain. It immediately floated out of the pavilion, mixed with the rain curtain, and then swayed upward to the northwest with the help of the wind. It was really like a demonic cloud and ghost mist.
After just a few minutes of tea, I saw an old horse with missing teeth, pulling a slightly smaller carriage with oil-walled walls, slowly running toward the pavilion.
The driver of the car was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head. He immediately saw Shi Xiaoren holding a firecracker in his hand. He immediately stopped the old horse, jumped out of the car, raised his hand to Shi Xiaoren and said: "My disciple is not talented, please wait!" The temple owner and the two Zen masters are coming quickly to the car, a charcoal fire has just been lit in the car to ward off the cold!"
While he was talking, he had opened several oil-paper umbrellas and handed them to several people. He ran to the back of the car and opened the oil cloth curtain. After Shi Xiaoren, Zen Master Hui Cong, and Sleepless Monk got on the car one after another, he carefully tucked the curtain
Okay, back to the car. Shi Xiaoren sat down in the car, then turned around and said: "Go to Lidefang Yueyi Tower! The two Zen masters have worked hard today, so it's time to taste some meat dishes. Hahaha!"
The sleepless monk and Zen Master Huicong looked at each other and both started laughing.
After about two cups of tea, the oil-walled truck had stopped in front of Yueyi Tower.
At this time, the rain had slowed down and the sky was completely dark. Under the eaves and corners of the Yueyi Tower, swaying wind lanterns were hung. The wind lanterns were red and the rain and mist were misty, which immediately stirred up waves of uncontrollable restlessness in the hearts of the three of them.
Shi Xiaoren coughed a few times, looked around and said secretly: "We are all outsiders. We must not lose our etiquette and do business first."
Zen Master Huicong and Monk Sleepless immediately looked solemn, followed behind Shi Xiaoren, and stepped up the steps.
In the hall on the first floor of Yueyi Building, the melodious singing flowed out gracefully, accompanied by the sounds of pipa, reed pipe, dongxiao, and Jiegu. There was even an orchid dancing gracefully, like a spring willow, and her bare feet were flying around, as if they were spinning. The fragrant breeze was about to come.
When it comes out, the listeners will be intoxicated and the viewers will forget their souls.
Just as the three of them were preparing to welcome the fragrance, four rude waiters suddenly blocked the door with anvils and pestles in their hands. One of the waiters seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He stretched out his right hand and weighed it contemptuously.
Self-explanatory.
The sleepless monk immediately became angry, his body filled with murderous aura, and he wanted to kill the intruder with one palm.
Shi Xiaoren waved his right arm and stopped him. With a smile on his face, he took out a turtle talisman that was neither gold nor stone and put it in the hands of the waiter: "I would like to ask this little brother to guide me. The next few people want to see the young master."
Pavilion Master, the matter has been completed, please give me your reward!"
The guy looked at the tortoise-snake talisman in his hand, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his expression suddenly changed: "Xuanwu Order?! How careless you were just now... Please follow me."
Shi Xiaoren cupped his hands, with a hint of pride on his lips, and winked at Zen Master Huicong and Sleepless Monk. He immediately followed the waiter, bypassing the dancing birds and singing birds and the noisy guests in the hall, and walked to the north.
In front of the shrine dedicated to the Lord of Fortune and Silk.
The shrine is five feet above the ground, and a three-color porcelain statue of Cai Silk Xingjun sits in it, with a jade in his right hand and a cornucopia in his left hand, smiling at everyone, lifelike.
The man turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he inserted the "Xuanwu Order" he had just accepted into the cornucopia. The sound of the metal and iron mechanism immediately coming from behind the shrine.
Then, the man held the jade Ruyi and twisted it half a turn downwards before hearing a muffled "boom" sound. The shrine was connected to the wall and slowly turned away, revealing a stone door about eight feet high.
The tunnel behind the stone door was dark and bottomless, and a slight chill came out, making the three of them shiver...
The twilight dimmed, and the sound of rain startled the bed.
The hotel room was much darker again, and there were no lights or candles to illuminate it. The woman was lying on the couch with her beautiful face facing inward and her back facing outward. She actually started to get angry with him.
"Xiaoman? Xiaoman..."
Yang Chaoxi called softly twice, but the woman on the couch did not move at all. Only her beautiful jade back glowed with white light in the dim light. Then she realized that her "escaping from the battle" just now should have angered her, so she did this now.
Generally ignore it.
He was already a little nervous and hesitant, and he was at his wits' end at this moment. Suddenly he remembered that he had annoyed Guan Lin'er when he was playing with her when he was a child. He would often scratch her armpits, making her giggle. Then all the anger and misunderstandings disappeared.
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When I thought of this, I felt a slight pain in my heart, and I immediately gritted my teeth and took it off. Immediately, I took off all the wet robes, boots and socks, and then followed the same method, filled my cold hands with hot air, and scratched Xiaoman's armpits.
"Huh... cluck! cluck... Young Master, please spare my life... Xiaoman is not angry anymore... isn't that enough... cluck cluck..."
This method really worked! Xiaoman couldn't bear the itching at once, so he huddled up in a quilt and begged for mercy. Only then did Yang Chaoxi stop, wearing only a short robe, and lay down gently on the couch.
Xiaoman's head was hidden in the quilt, and he turned around slowly, but he didn't dare to look at him. He just gently opened half of the quilt, covering his body that was cold after being exposed to the rain. There was an immediate ambiguity in the quilt. He made an angry voice: "Sir... this short skirt is wet, why are you still wearing it... Hurry up, take it off soon..."
Yang Zhaoxi only felt something hot pouring into her arms, like silk, like brocade, delicate and soft, with an indescribable comfort. Her whole body suddenly became hot, and she took off her short skirt in a few times, turned over and covered it...
The clouds are stacked on top of each other, and the rain is pouring on the new leaves. Only the wind is heard, but the stars and moon are not seen.
I don’t know what time of day it is, but the sound of rain outside the curtain has stopped early, and the long sound of gongs comes from outside the shop, like a dream, like an illusion, intermittent or continuous.
The moonlight was hazy, filtering through the window lattice, and shattered into pieces of silvery white.
On the couch in the guest room of "Tian Zi No. 2", a pair of beautiful women, covered with sweat, cuddled together and woke up one after another. The pillow was slanted, and the quilt was crooked, only lying across the chest and abdomen, and the white hands and feet were Their faces were exposed together.
Xiaoman's eyes were blurry, and he said quietly: "Master, Xiaoman is already yours... I just hope that you can be the 'Chishui Dharma Protector' for a few more days and come to teach often, so that Xiaoman... can see you all the time. It’s your turn!
It's just, it's just... Xiaoman is also the first to taste it... I heard from Lily Guard's sisters... There will be some pain the first time... It will get better later... Why, why Xiaoman... only feels happy, But I didn’t notice any pain..."
Yang Chaoxi couldn't answer, and was stunned. Looking back on the ridiculous behavior he had just done, although he still had some unfinished ideas, he felt exhausted at this moment, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.
Recalling that when I was still in Shangqing Guan, I studied some scriptures with my master and brothers behind my back, and I gained some confidence, so I immediately answered the wrong question:
"Young master, I have been practicing Taoism for ten years. I have seen some techniques of guiding the universe and merging yin and yang. For example, the Nine Powers of the Plain Girl and the Twenty-Twenty Techniques of Breaking the Bi are my first glimpses of the path... Maybe it is the surging energy in the path. Therefore, Xiaoman, your heart returns to the Miao Palace, and you are living in peace and happiness, which is unknown..."
"Pfft! You frivolous kid...you can even say the 'Nine Powers' and 'Twenty Methods'..."
Xiaoman's face turned red with embarrassment and he spat before saying again,
"I heard that when a daughter of a wealthy family in Middle-earth gets married, she must be accompanied by a 'Hehuan Screen' and a 'Secret Play Picture'. The newlywed husband and wife must act accordingly in order to achieve their best... But these things are all Hidden in a deep pavilion with curtains in the boudoir, it is for private viewing and will not be easily shown to others. Therefore, Xiaoman feels that the young master's...those techniques and methods have no pictures to support them, and should be just words and words, nothing more than words on paper! Geez! …”
Yang Chaoxi was immediately suspicious after her "quoting from classics" analysis. After a moment, she smiled and said: "Since Xiaoman thinks that the young master is just talking on paper, it's impossible to say that the young master will continue to carry the gun, ride the horse, and charge into the battle. !”
Before he finished speaking, the quilt was lifted up and the two of them were caged underneath. They could only hear the mysterious spear stabbing, hunting with the wind, and the iron horse colliding with each other!
The sound of heavy breathing, mixed with cries of surprise and joy, gradually disappeared in the silvery moonlight...