After time travel, I became a talented lady

When she heard that Song Qi was coming, Lin Wanwan was overjoyed and blushed slightly for a moment.

Liu Yunniang and Lady Liu looked at each other and couldn't help but tease, "Oh, go quickly. He has been consolidating the city defense recently. I heard that he won't go back to his hometown for a few days, and he won't have time to go out for a stroll. You can't be coquettish~ "

Madam Liu was also laughing.

Lin Wanwan's face turned redder, she glanced at the two of them angrily, and shyly opened the door and came out.

Song Qi hurriedly greeted Cheng Deqing and the others, and then went to the monastery of the female family members on the pretext of strolling, hoping to have an affair.

While he was scratching his head and looking around, the door opened, and the hibiscus face that haunted him so much was revealed.

"Wan Wan!" Song Qi didn't care about anything and rushed up with a single step. He wanted to hold the person in his arms. He hadn't seen her for a long time.

Lin Wanwan looked around. It was the time to rest, and there was no one there. She looked at Song Qi tenderly with half of her face burning hot, and said softly, "Brother Song Qi!"

Song Qi's heart melted.

The two of them looked at each other affectionately but kept their duty, and turned out of the courtyard one after the other. The meditation room was far away, and the winding path led to a quiet place. The girl and the boy stopped walking consciously.

Song Qi couldn't bear it any longer, and kneaded her into his arms, kissing Lin Wanwan's cheek clumsily. Seeing Lin Wanwan's compliance, he felt even more excited. He held Lin Wanwan's face with both hands, and then he mustered up the courage to open his mouth and kiss her face. The fragrant lips are eaten into the stomach.

Lin Wanwan was weak and boneless, nestling in Song Qi's arms. Song Qi rubbed her lower back with one hand while panting. When Song Qi calmed down, she didn't dare to look up at him.

"Wanwan, will you marry me?" Song Qi looked down at her fluttering eyelashes and touched the corners of her moist lips lovingly.

Lin Wanwan's voice sounded like an ant, "Yeah, but some people in the capital recognize me..."

Song Qi kissed her anxious face and said comfortingly, "It's okay, you are Mr. Su's daughter now, and you only live in a few rooms in the Hou Mansion. You will be fine."

Song Qi got the right words, and Lin Wanwan felt relieved. The two hugged each other warmly and sweetly, and felt that the flowers were more beautiful and the trees were greener.

The two of them walked affectionately for a while, and then the sky became overcast, and light rain poured down like cow hair.

Song Qi rolled up his sleeves to protect Lin Wanwan from the rain. The two had a similar affection and could not help but sit next to each other. When they returned to the Zen room in the backyard, they were both blushing.

Everyone was standing on the corridor. Zhang Xiulin glanced at Lin Wanwan faintly, then quickly turned his face to look at the mountains in the distance.

The fog surrounds the mountains, the mountains are silent, twilight falls, the sky gradually becomes dark, and the sound of drums is loud and melodious.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the night sky, followed by "Boom!" and a burst of thunder, which was particularly shocking in the silent ancient temple in the mountains!

Cheng Deqing, Song Qi, Liu Yan, and Zhang Xiulin went to the front yard to drink tea and discuss scriptures.

The female relatives all went to the backyard to taste the famous tea cakes and make flower arrangements. Liu Yunniang made some tea with great enthusiasm, her movements were smooth and graceful, but when compared to the real lady Lin Wanwan, she was compared to a pretentious scum~

The rain fell harder outside the window, the wind blew faster, the mountains and forests roared, insects chirped and birds chirped. Song Qi and Zhang Xiulin, who were fluent in writing but not very interested in Buddhist scriptures, managed to chat for a while before yawning and leaving.

Cheng Deqing and Liu Yan, one good at poetry and the other good at painting, both studied the Tripitaka quite a bit. The more they talked, the more interested they became, so they simply put on their raincoats, lit lamps and went to the Tripitaka Tower.

The candlelight was dim, the wind and rain were miserable, Liu Yan stood in the Sutra Collection Tower, looking at the Paiyun Pavilion. On the wall in front of the hall, there was a picture of "Three Vehicles of Cause and Effect Entering the Dao" painted by Zhi Yan, and a painting by the Holy Rose Master of the previous dynasty. The "Brahma Zhengdi's Interpretation" and "The Twenty-Eight Stages of Merits and Transformations of the Lotus Sutra" are simply mesmerizing.

Cheng Deqing did not hesitate to give in too much. There are original inscriptions by calligraphers from the previous dynasty on the stone carvings in the courtyard.

The little novice guarding the door led Cheng Deqing up to the second floor. The humid air carried the smell of dust and blew into his face. There were racks of ancient books in an orderly manner.

Cheng Deqing chose a book called "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" and read it quietly.

When I looked up again, the heavy rain outside the window had stopped long ago. The old man in the forest was shouting, and the little novice monk guarding the gate had fallen asleep on the table.

The clepsydra made the sound of dripping water. Unknowingly, it was already the fourth night. Cheng Deqing went downstairs. The quaint wooden stairs made a "squeaking" sound. There was no one on the first floor. Liu Yan didn't know where he went.

The lights were out, the ancient temple was empty, and the moon appeared and disappeared. Cheng Deqing walked back along the way he came without any hurry or slowness.

The mountain wind blew with a fishy smell, like an animal whimpering. Cheng Deqing slowly straightened his back, walked slower and slower, and finally stood still.

The sobs became lower and lower, and were drowned out by the wind.

In front of me is a pavilion with a solitary roof. In order to prevent insects and ants in the mountains, the pavilion is surrounded by insect-repellent incense. The lush incense has covered the railings, blocking the sky and the sun. After the heavy rain, the ground is covered with fallen leaves and sand.

Cheng Deqing climbed up the stairs and stood in front of the door, frowning in thought, should he go in or not?

"You'd better not go in." A masked man walked out on the ground. He looked at Cheng Deqing dressed as a scholar and said contemptuously.

Cheng Deqing raised his head and saw that the man was leaning on one leg, his voice was rough, and his smell of blood was strong. He guessed that he was also seriously injured.

"Who are you?" Cheng Deqing asked gently.

"Hmph! You don't need to know anymore!" The masked man shook his sword and went straight to Cheng Deqing's door!

Cheng Deqing's heart trembled. He looked around and saw no one around, so he had to pick up a broken branch to resist, but the man was chopped into several sections with just a few "swipes" like a knife!

Cheng Deqing hurriedly backed away, and the masked man laughed ferociously, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "I thought I was some kind of hero doing chivalry, but it turns out I'm going to die!"

As he spoke and struck with a sword, Cheng Deqing was unarmed and at a disadvantage. He hurriedly stepped aside and accidentally bumped into the corner of the pavilion. He couldn't help but grinning!

Misstep, misstep! I still have a lovely wife at home!

The masked man laughed ferociously and rushed forward again, his sword aimed directly at the life gate. Cheng Deqing dodged left and right, only to see a sword stabbing him in the heart!

My life is over!

"Uh!" The masked man fell to the ground with a plop, his eyes rolled up, and he flopped on the ground for a few times before dying!

Cheng Deqing narrowly escaped death and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His ankle was sprained. He struggled to stand up, but unexpectedly he was hit by another sword.

"You!" Cheng Deqing stared, and a man moved out of the pavilion. He was bent over, holding on to the vines, and wearing the clothes of a novice monk in the temple.

Under the moonlight, the man's body was in tatters, the sword was also curled, and there was a pool of blood on the ground. As soon as he raised the sword, it fell to the ground with a plop.

It can be seen that he worked hard! Cheng Deqing walked up to the man and saw that he was motionless. He kicked the sword away and then knelt down to smell his breath. His breath was weak. His life was at stake!

Since he couldn't save him, he didn't bother, so he sat aside and waited for the man to die. Birds fluttered in the forest, and the sky was still dark.

The man took a few breaths and regained his vitality. Seeing that although Cheng Deqing was in a sorry state, he was upright and upright, so he grabbed the last straw and crawled over.

Cheng Deqing was also surprised when he heard the movement. He had experienced too much tonight and was exhausted physically and mentally.

Er Shunzi accompanied Cheng Deqing to the Buddhist scripture building. Seeing that the second master was fascinated, he lazily hid in a corner and took a nap. When he woke up, the second master was nowhere to be seen.

So he went out and searched all the way, and walked to the pavilion. When he was wondering where the fishy smell came from, Cheng Deqing walked out from behind the pavilion.

"Go and bury those two people!" Cheng Deqing said coldly.

"Oh yes."

Er Shunzi opened his eyes wide, what? ? Bury someone? Oh my god, when did the second master become so brave and good at fighting that he actually killed two people one on two! !

Er Shunzi looked at Chengde Qing stupidly, and saw that his clothes were messy, he was walking with a limp, and he was blind. When he looked carefully, he saw one fell on the ground and one lying at the door of the pavilion!

God! !

Fortunately, there were many abandoned cellars in the ancient temple. He spent a lot of effort to drag the two of them to an abandoned cellar, picked up grass and fallen leaves, and covered the bodies with grass, and then rolled back to the monastery in a mess!

God! !

The sky that had just cleared up started to rain again, taking away the blood stains on the ground and the smell of blood in the air.

It’s already the fifth update!

Cheng Deqing walked to the door of the Zen room. The girls and women guarding the door were all fast asleep. He didn't disturb anyone, and just asked Er Shunzi to bring water to wash himself.

Er Shunzi served the second master like a wandering spirit with hands and feet, and waited for a bucket of cold water to be poured on his head. Oh my God! The second master killed someone!

I slapped myself again, alas! He is so capable that he can cover up and bury corpses!

Cheng Deqing walked into the inner room, the candlelight danced, and Liu Yunniang fell asleep on her side, with a beautiful face and a peaceful expression.

It was windy and rainy outside, but the room was warm and fragrant. Cheng Deqing lay on the bed, took Liu Yunniang into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep...