Monk, this child is yours

Dong Shaoling, Yan Huayan, Ye Qingshuang, Wu Jian, and a dozen killers sent by Dong Shaoling took a few days in a carriage to reach the vicinity of the canyon on the map.

There is only one inn nearby where they can stay. The inn is very dilapidated, and they can only choose this one as they have nowhere to go.

Those killers hired by Dong Shaoling are easier to say, they don’t need to live in the inn, they stay four people, only three rooms are left, one for Yan Huayan, one for Dong Shaoling, one for Ye Qingshuang and Wujian.

Because it was a bed, I sat at the table without speaking, closed my eyes quietly, and rolled the prayer beads with my hands.

Ye Qingshuang didn't talk to Wu Jian, but lay sideways on the bed and watched Wu Jian.

Eyes closed, long eyelashes drooping slightly, fair skin much better than the day we first met, and lips that opened and closed due to silent scriptures looked restrained, lustful and alluring.

If it is the original body, the relationship between the two is the same as before, at this moment, I am afraid that they are sitting on that person's lap without any shyness, getting close to that person's handsome face, and stroking that person's straight eyebrows.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingshuang's whole body became agitated. For the first time in his body, the thing between his legs had a strong reaction, which made him a little at a loss.

He moved his legs, but he didn't relieve the hot feeling. Instead, he wanted to stretch out his hand to poke inside. Rationally, he felt that it would be shameful to sit in front of him, but his body just couldn't control himself.

When the slender fingers touched that place, his body trembled, but his eyes never left Wu Jian's handsome face.

The movements of his hands were more presumptuous, but his heart felt empty and unsatisfied, and it was even tougher, which made him feel unbearably uncomfortable.

He wanted to kiss the man's bright red lips to relieve the discomfort caused by his body, but he felt even more uncomfortable because he couldn't get close.

The faster the movement of the hand, the place could not be relieved, he frowned beautifully, and murmured in Wujian's direction: "Feixue...Feixue..."

Wu Jian never opened his eyes, and Ye Qingshuang was never relieved.

Finally, Ye Qingshuang let go of the hand that was clinging to it, stepped on the cold bottom with her bare feet, and slowly approached the person until she was about to get close to the person, but the person still didn't respond.

Ye Qingshuang became a little bolder, raised her legs and sat astride the man's legs, rubbed against the man, put her arms around the man's neck, approached the red lips of the man reciting scriptures silently, but did not dare to kiss him.

The movement of rubbing against the man on the waist was more vigorous, he squinted his eyes comfortably, and the hard part became very comfortable due to his rubbing.

Until the moment when he was about to be free, Wujian suddenly opened his eyes.

And he watched those clear and watery eyes leak out directly, and the wet liquid flowed through his open thighs onto the man's clean and tidy gray monk robe.

Ye Qingshuang got up without any embarrassment and got off the man's lap, turned around, blushing all over her face, and immediately rushed to the bed, wrapping herself tightly with the quilt.

What did he do just now?

Ye Qingshuang touched his hot face, thinking that he has never done such a bold act in modern times, but now he is doing it like this?

If it weren't for Wu Jian's lack of response, he wouldn't be so bold.

But in the end, he himself was overwhelmed by desire.

He could hear the sound of Wu Jian getting up, and he could also hear the sound of Wu Jian fetching water. He secretly lifted the quilt and looked at the person.

The man took off his monk robe slowly, revealing his broad back. Ye Qingshuang swallowed, attracted by the beautiful back, almost lifted the corner of the quilt, and peeked at the man changing clothes forgetfully.

It's a pity that no matter how slow Wu Jian moved, his smooth back was still covered by the newly changed gray monk's robe.

Wu Jian put Ye Qingshuang's soiled monk's robe into the water basin and rubbed it carefully. Ye Qingshuang looked at Wu Jian's calm side face, and felt the urge to say that I should wash it, but she was ashamed to say nothing in the end.

After Wu Jian finished washing the monk's robe, Ye Qingshuang immediately covered her whole face with the quilt, moved her body inside, and said lightly: "It's very late, Master Wu Jian should go to bed and sleep."

He didn't know why Wujian didn't refuse to live with him this time. Since he already lived in the same room, he should care about Wujian.

"The benefactor just sleeps." It was still a gentle voice without any fluctuations.

Ye Qingshuang thought Wu Jian would not sleep all night, right?If this was the case, then he should have slept underground, but he was so ashamed by the previous incident that he didn't want to get out of the quilt at all.

Ye Qingshuang listened to the voices in the room, and there was no movement for a long time.

It wasn't until Ye Qingshuang really wanted to take a peek that he felt a sound coming from his side, and someone was lying down beside him, so he closed his eyes peacefully and fell asleep.

When Ye Qingshuang woke up, Wu Jian had already washed and was sitting at the table waiting for him.

Ye Qingshuang saw that there was nothing unusual on Wu Jian's face, so she got out of bed and took a shower in peace.

When the two went out to have dinner downstairs, Yan Huayan, Dong Shaoling was already waiting for them.

The two sat down, and Dong Shaoling said to them: "After dinner, we will go to find the canyon. Mr. Xie said before that he sent people to go there several times but failed to find the entrance, which means that the entrance is difficult to find. It might take a few days there, so we have to prepare dry food in advance."

Ye Qingshuang thought about it too. From the map, the inn they are currently in may be far from the specific location of the canyon, so they should prepare some things in advance.

"Mr. Dong arranged it."

"Yeah." Dong Shaoling nodded, and called Xiao Er to serve the food.

After a meal, they began to walk along the path towards the mountains.

On the road, I met an old man collecting firewood. The old man seemed to have twisted his foot, and he curled up on the ground moaning and moaning in pain.

When Wu Jian saw the old man, he walked over to greet the old man, and helped the old man up, "The benefactor is in great pain?"

When the old man saw Wujian who helped him up, he looked suspiciously at his face covered by the gauze cap, and his vigilance was lowered because of his gray monk robe. The old man wailed, covered his face and cried bitterly: "Master, you have to save me!" My eldest son, my elder son and I went to the mountain to cut firewood, and we met a few outsiders on the road. We didn't mean to see them. They seemed to be afraid that we would say something, so they wanted to chase me and my eldest son, me and my eldest son In a panic, my eldest son rolled down the mountain and didn’t know where he was going. I searched for my eldest son and sprained my ankle, so I could only anxiously wait here for someone to rescue my eldest son.”

After the old man finished speaking, he broke down in tears and grabbed Wujian's arm with his whole body, "I beg Master to save my eldest son."

Wu Jian lightly patted the old man's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, old man, your foot is seriously injured, let the poor monk take a look at the old man's feet first..."

"Master, I'm fine with my old bones. I'd better go and find my elder son first." The old man didn't care at all, and only wanted to save his elder son.

Ye Qingshuang couldn't stand it anymore, and said to the old man gently: "Don't worry, the old man. You have to lead the way where your eldest son fell from, right? Let's take a look at the old man's foot injury first."

Ye Qingshuang looked at Yan Huayan, the only one who knew medical skills, and the cold Yan Huayan immediately approached the old man knowingly and said, "I know medicine, can I see if I can?"

Seeing that they were not pretending to care about them, the old man lifted up his robes and stretched out his injured right leg.

Yan Huayan knelt down, touched the old man's ankle with her hand, and said to the old man, "Just pick the bone, the old man just bear with it."

"Young Master, I'm fine, old man." The old man nodded in response.

Yan Huayan moved lightly with skillful movements, the old man let out a surprise, held back the pain again, and lowered his voice.

"Old man, the bone has been connected, and it's time to go back and repair it. Now I'll fix it with a branch." After Yan Huayan finished speaking, she picked up the thicker branch next to her at any time, took out the cloth strip from her sleeve, and used the branch to fix the bone just now. The position is fixed.

When Yan Huayan was finished, the old man's forehead was covered with sweat. Yan Huayan helped the old man up, and the old man quickly thanked Yan Huayan: "Thank you, son. I feel much better now. Can you look for my eldest son as soon as possible?"

Yan Huayan looked at Ye Qingshuang, Ye Qingshuang nodded and said: "Let's help the old man find the child first, and then talk about it."

Dong Shaoling, who had been silent all this time, also said, "Let the old man look for it first."

Several people have compassion for the old man who is alone in the mountains, and it shouldn't take long to save the old man's son by the way.

Therefore, Yan Huayan and Wu Jian supported the old man, and the old man showed the way. After they walked a long distance up the mountain, the old man said: "My eldest son rolled down from here."

Yan Huayan looked sideways at the steep hillside, and said to them: "I'll go down and have a look, you guys wait on the top first."

Ye Qingshuang was very envious of Yan Huayan performing lightness kungfu, no matter how many times she watched it, Ye Qingshuang felt that people who knew martial arts were very powerful.

Among them, only the people brought by Yan Huayan and Dong Shaoling know martial arts, Yan Huayan has profound martial arts, it's best to go down.

Dong Shaoling originally wanted the people he hired to have a look, but before he could tell, Yan Huayan had already jumped off, so he gave up.

Several people were waiting on it, but the old man looked anxious and didn't make a sound to disturb them.

It was almost 10 minutes after Yan Huayan came up.

After Yan Huayan was served, she looked a little unhappy, hesitated for a moment, and said to them: "There are no young people described by the old man below, only some corpses of men in black."

Yan Huayan's complexion was not because of anything else, but because the corpses of those men in black at the bottom of the slope were the Jiange killers he hired to protect Ye Qingshuang.

He kept them secretly protecting him, and didn't have much contact with them, so he died unexpectedly.

So when he came up, he wanted to say that something was wrong with the old man and wanted them to leave.

But just after he finished his sentence, dozens of masked men in black appeared behind him.

And the old man who was sprained just now suddenly laughed "hehe", stretched out his hand directly to Ye Qingshuang, only relaxed Ye Qingshuang, and then appeared among the men in black.

Before Ye Qingshuang understood the situation, the old man strangled his neck. He had difficulty breathing and couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only look in Dong Shaoling's direction motionlessly.

The old man turned his head at the man in black next to him, "Kill them all and leave no one behind."

Ye Qingshuang's eyes widened when he heard the old man's cold voice.