"Ms. sir, I heard that an old monk came to your doorstep and wanted to convert you into a monk?"
Hao shook her wrist lightly and slowly ground out the thick black ink. While grinding, Lu Xiyue asked curiously - since she officially married and was at home, she has taken over Ying Ning's job as a book girl.
Chen Jianchen was reading a book. He didn't raise his head when he heard this, and just said "hmm" softly.
Lu Xiyue puffed up her cheeks: "I heard from Abao that this old monk is also the abbot of Chongyang Temple in the city and is called the master. It's really unreasonable."
From her point of view, if possible, she would even want to use a silver needle to prick Master Yuanbao a few times, preferably all the deaf-mute points, to see if he would dare to transform her husband into a monk again.
Chen Jianchen said: "It really doesn't make sense."
He was also a little confused in his heart as to why Master Yuanbao, who had never met before, came to visit him. He suddenly remembered that in Suzhou, Fo Xiao invited him to Jinshan Temple, and he was afraid that he had his own plans.
Do you think that in the eyes of these great monks, I am still a piece of cake?
Lu Xiyue added: "I am even frightened."
Chen Jianchen smiled: "That's not true. Do you think I will really listen to my husband and become a monk?"
Lu Xiyue raised her eyes and said, "My lord, you don't know that Master Yuanbao has long been famous in the city. He has lotus blossoms on his mouth. It is said that when he recites sutras, he can even nod his head with stones, and he will follow him back to Chongyang Temple."
This rumor is a bit mysterious.
However, after thinking about it, I felt that it was not completely impossible. Master Yuanbao was not an ordinary disciple of the Buddhist family, he was very successful in cultivation. In the past, Guanghan cast a spell to channel hundreds of copper coins and automatically stand upright.
She nodded towards him and followed her with a grunt.
It was Master Yuanbao who used his methods to make the stones on the ground obedient, which was very possible. Since even the stones could be made obedient, it was not enough for him to "fool" a living person into Buddhism and become a monk.
strange.
Lu Xiyue continued: "I have always heard that Chongyang Temple is very efficacious and has great incense. I also wanted to go to worship Buddha and make wishes in two days. Now it seems that I can't go. The host is careless and a bad person."
Her values are very simple. Master Yuanbao wants to trick his husband into abandoning his home and wife to become a monk. What is he not a bad person?
Chen Jianchen laughed dumbly.
Lu Xiyue's eyes were a little red: "You are still smiling... If you really have to go home, what should we do?"
Chen Jianchen let out a breath, stood up, grabbed Lu Xiyue's catkins, and intuitively grasped the delicate, boneless flesh. He looked at her and said, "Madam, do you know why Master Yuanbao failed so simply?"
"Why?"
"Just because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and with the wrong person."
"Well."
Listening to this tongue twister, Lu Xi was confused for a while and didn't quite understand.
Chen Jianchen stretched out his hand and scratched her small, straight nose: "Have you ever heard that a groom who has only been in the bridal chamber for one night will see through the world of mortals and become a monk?"
Now Lu Xiyue understood. Two clouds of red clouds flew up from her cheeks, and she felt sweet in her heart.
Seeing this, Chen Jianchen put all the books and ink aside knowingly, picked up Lu Xiyue from the waist, and said softly: "My husband will return to the academy in two days, so go to bed early tonight."
Lu Xiyue hummed shyly, put a pair of jade arms around Chen Jianchen's neck, and offered a passionate kiss, which immediately ignited the fire in the man's heart.
During his career as a courtier in the Qing Dynasty, Lu Xiyue had many talents, but he never had a chance to show off his talents in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, his "talent" on the bed finally found a place to be used, so he slowly put it aside.
Shy, turning theory into practice, catering to others in every possible way, accepting the favor tactfully, not knowing where to start teasing.
As the saying goes: The sound of cuckoos sounds like spring is not over yet, and you can cross the secluded pass of Yumen!
This way of teaching is not enough for outsiders, but it can enjoy the happiness of human relations.
So Master Yuanbao is really asking for trouble when he comes to visit today. Even if Chen Jianchen is not righteous, but he has such a considerate and charming wife, how can he easily have the idea of seeing through the world of mortals?
Totally nonsensical!
…
There is a rare good moonlight tonight, its brilliance is bright and shining on the earth.
After two days of clear weather, the flooding began to slowly recede, revealing the flooded land and trees, leaving a mess behind.
On Turtle Mountain, in front of the Dragon King Temple, four Taoist priests in different costumes each occupied a stone, sat on it, closed their eyes and meditated, motionless. No one could imagine that the four of them had been sitting like this for several days.
The moonlight is like water, shining on the vast Jianjiang River, with little sparkling lights, giving it a dynamic beauty.
Ouch...
Suddenly, there was a faint strange sound, and the direction of the source of the sound could not be determined. It sounded as if it was coming from the underground.
As soon as this sound came out, whether it was Guishan or other nearby mountains and forests, countless birds fluttered and flew in panic, and fled in all directions; and all kinds of animals were even more panic-stricken, like bereaved dogs, wolves and hogs.
Regardless of the water on the ground, he ran in a panic, thinking only of escaping as far away as possible.
Guang Han suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with light, and his body suddenly stood up.
Almost at the same time, Kunlun Xi Mingfeng and Shushan Lu Shidao all stood up, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, all looking towards the rushing Jianjiang River.
Lu Shidao's left hand instantly rested on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.
The river was gurgling and flowing very fast. Because it was dark, there was no sign of a boat.
The evening breeze blew gently, blowing everyone's hair.
Xi Mingfeng suddenly said: "Master Guanghan, is it him?"
Guang Han narrowed his eyes: "Besides it, who else could there be?"
Lu Shidao looked grim: "It's finally here. Ande's sword can slay the dragon. I have been waiting for this moment for many years."
Guang Han snorted, quite dissatisfied with his arrogance: "Boy Lu, don't grow your eyes to your forehead. Compared to your senior brother, you are still far behind."
Lu Shidao tightened his fingers and looked at Guang Han angrily.
Guang Han smiled and said: "What? Is the old Taoist right?"
The swords were at war, and Xi Mingfeng quickly acted as the peacemaker: "Master Guanghan, Brother Lu, we are facing a formidable enemy, so let's not have any conflicts. We are all unified by the Taoist sect, so why bother to have a dispute of will?"
Guang Han put his hands behind his back, snorted coldly, flew up, and jumped onto the roof of the Dragon King Temple. He built a pergola with his right hand and looked up into the distance.
The sound of the water flow was loud. In an instant, a ferocious black shadow appeared in the river, with teeth and claws spread out, and it was dozens of feet long. Just looking at this shadow was suffocating.
"It's coming out of the water!"
Guang Han suddenly shouted, his face became more solemn than ever before, and with a flick of his right hand, there was an antique mirror in his hand. The mirror was oval-shaped, not big, just about the size of a palm, with a ring of metal material inlaid around the edge and carvings.
It is complicated and densely covered with runes. The main mirror body is shining brightly and is white.
Below, Lu Shidao's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he made a sword formula with his right fingers. With just one thought, the unsheathed sword at his waist would fly out and kill the target.
Xi Mingfeng did not neglect either. He threw the whisk in his hand into the void, and thousands of strands of silk spread out. Miraculously, it turned into an umbrella shape, which happened to be placed on his head.
Only Taoist Priest Qingyun, who had the lowest level of cultivation, was left. He didn't have the magic weapon to sacrifice, so he took out a scroll from his arms, shouted, raised his hand, and nailed the scroll to the banner at the entrance of the Dragon King Temple.
At!
The unusually tense atmosphere reached its peak at this moment.
At this time, the huge phantom that appeared in the river did not appear. Instead, it moved its body, stirred up waves, and swam upstream quickly along the upper reaches.
Seeing this, Guanghan lost his voice and said, "No, it's going to escape."
Shit, there were already two yellow talismans under his feet, and he quickly caught up with the talisman.
As soon as he moved, Xi Mingfeng, Lu Shidao, or Qingyun immediately cast spells. Perhaps Qingyun was in a hurry, but he didn't take back the scroll that had been nailed to the door of the Dragon King Temple.
The four of them chased further and further, and soon disappeared.
Hua Hua Hua, the river water beats the river bank, and there is a sense of rhythm and music.
Gurgling, unusual water sounds sounded, and circles of ripples formed. Under the bright moonlight, a girl was seen slowly walking out of the center of the water waves. At this time, her whole body was actually naked.
Her eyebrows are fresh and picturesque, her body is tall, her breasts are bulging high, and she has two bright red spots. Her waist is unbearable, and her long hair is like a waterfall, trailing behind her so long that it even reaches her high and round buttocks. Overall, she has a curvy figure.
Elegant and full of thrilling beauty.
"Is this the human world?"
The mysterious girl's cherry lips parted slightly, and her big watery eyes looked around curiously. Suddenly, with a move of her hand, the waves around her flew over and draped over her body. In an instant, she turned into a white dress, covering up the beauty that turned all living beings upside down.
Delicate body.
Stepping on the waves, like a fairy on the waves, the girl walked lightly onto the shore. With gleaming eyes, she curiously looked at the surrounding environment. Every plant, tree, sand and stone made her feel sincerely happy.
She suddenly leaned down and discovered an unknown small yellow flower in the grass. She lowered her head and closed her eyes. The tip of her nose was almost touching the delicate petals. She was enjoying it very much.
He sniffed it, and a warm and satisfied smile appeared on Ruyu's face.
Then the girl went all the way up and soon arrived at the Dragon King Temple. She saw the scroll nailed on the banner, reached out and took it down, opened it, and saw the words on it:
"Where do Taoist priests who grow peach go? They have weathered the storm before and are here again."
This painting is exactly what Chen Jianchen wrote, and the words on it contain righteousness. But at this time, there is no inspiring movement.
"Who wrote this? It's very beautiful. Why is it placed here?"
The girl muttered to herself, put the scroll away and hid it on her body.
Then she stood still and looked at the turbulent Jianjiang River upstream, her eyes suddenly showing a dazed and sad look: "Mom said, she is going to a place far, far away, and she will never be able to come back...
…But Long Er doesn’t know how far away eternity is.”
The girl's eyes suddenly became hazy, with clear tears dripping down drop by drop onto the grass leaves at her feet, like crystal clear dewdrops.