Wulin Mysteries

After indulging in joy, Li Su felt exhausted like never before. He simply spread his outer shirt on the ground, leaned against the fire to keep warm, and fell asleep without looking at Pei Yunyi.

For the first time, Pei Yunyi felt that he might never get Li Su again. He was full of ambition before, and it seemed that he was wiped out by the torrential rain from the sky in an instant, but he was not discouraged. It's different, otherwise he wouldn't let him guard him. Thinking of this, he felt a little more relieved.

The rope on his body had already been untied quietly, but Pei Yunyi didn't dare to act rashly anymore, even though Li Su was in a deep sleep now, he just tiptoed down and looked at him like a spy.

On the second day, Li Su woke up very early, and Pei Yunyi leaned against the edge of the stone wall for the night. When Li Su made a slight movement, he woke up too, but he was embarrassed. He didn't know how to explain what happened last night. He didn't succeed, but was humiliated by the beauty. Although he loved it, he was afraid that Li Su would turn his back on him and told him to get out immediately.

Pei Yunyi has always been a person among thousands of flowers in the Jianghu, not even a single leaf touches his body, why are there so many unnecessary troubles, he himself sneered in his heart, and then looked up to look at Li Su.

Unexpectedly, Li Su was calm, as if he didn't remember Pei Yunyi's deliberate provocation yesterday. He didn't laugh or get annoyed. Seeing the best time to do it, the two rolled together yesterday, and there is no way they will be separated again, so we have to play by ear."

Pei Yunyi saw that everything was going on as usual, and he didn't intend to drive him away, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said: "There will always be a time to separate. They don't have conflicts, so we will create conflicts."

Li Su smiled and said:

"That little monk, I misread him. At the martial arts conference that day, there was a young man who had been guarding him. The two exchanged eye contact, but now they are gone."

The two said, after eating the game, they walked out of the cave.

Lian Huasheng and his party had already left the grove where they stopped last night. Li Su recruited spies, interrogated them again, and said: "They are not in a hurry, but we can't catch up. Let's go to the town ahead to have a rest, and then we will go to the town." Intend."

Pei Yunyi nodded in agreement, with sincere eyes:

"You are tired, you should take a good rest."

Li Su already knew what Pei Yunyi was going to do in his heart, which is why he tacitly allowed Pei Yunyi to follow him. Ling Jiuchong is the master of Wangchuan Palace, and everything is under his control, but he didn't stop Pei Yunyi from coming out with Li Su , I don't mind him prying into many secrets of Wangchuan Palace, it can be seen that he also feels that with Mr. Pei in this deal, he only earns but not loses.

After that night, Padmasambhava and Xiuyuan fell asleep in each other's arms. When they woke up again, Xiuyuan was stunned. He pushed Padmasambhava away and put on his clothes.

Soon, someone hugged him from behind, his chest was warm, which surprised Xiu Yuan.

Xiuyuan can reject Lianhuasheng, but he can't reject Ping An. Last night's confusion and obsession were also caused by him confusing them. Now that he is awake, he hates himself. Why is it so easy to shake? Ping An is completely dead, but he And look for his shadow in others!

The abominable thing is that ever since Lian Huasheng admitted to Xiu Yuan that he was Ping An, he no longer concealed it, and generously exposed the common ground between himself and Ping An to Xiu Yuan, as if reminding him all the time that Ping An is not dead, not only Not dead, but still alive and well, I want to be a pair of living mandarin ducks with him.

For example, at this moment, Lianhuasheng hugged Xiuyuan without saying a word, and even his hands were well-behaved. He just put his head on the shoulder of the little monk, as if he was thinking, but also seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. If he dared to move, he felt that what was on his shoulders was either Padmasambhava, or just peace.

After a long time, Lianhuasheng said:

"When things are done, I want to be with you every day, and never part for a moment."

Most of what the little monk heard from Lianhuasheng was joking, but such serious love words were spoken to him in a peaceful tone.

Although he didn't understand what the so-called "after things are done" meant.

Tianyi taught that it was calm here, but the waves in Wangchuan Palace were undercurrents. Shisan was bedridden after being hit by Ling Jiuzhong. , why do you bother to stand up for us, I am thick-skinned, I am not afraid of being hit, and you have no internal strength to defend yourself, if he touches you, you will be hurt, what can we do?"

Anan also went with him. He broke through the thirteenth day in the latrine, and thought that he was always in poor health. He heard that he would not live for two years, so he couldn't help feeling sorry for him: "Take care of him well. If the Palace Master sends you to go again, He said he was injured and couldn’t move, so don’t go to suffer in front of him again, if you are like this now, go again, you will die.”

Thirteen smiled wryly, and said with difficulty:

"Don't worry about me. I have memorized most of the scriptures in the pavilion. There are many medical classics among them. I have already prescribed prescriptions, but there are a few medicines. I am a soft-spoken person. I have not been able to get them. I have to trouble you... "

Ah Bei grabbed Fang Zi and said:

"You rest at ease, and leave these trivial matters to us."

Shisan fell asleep after listening to them talk for a while, Ah Bei helped him to lie down, tucked the quilt for him, and went out with Ah Nan.

Just after dinner, Lu Yifan came uninvited.

Thirteen had just finished drinking the medicine, and had already fallen asleep, so he had to put on his clothes again, and walked slowly, unsteadily, to open the door for the Pavilion Master.

"Sleep?"

Thirteen coughed lightly and said:

"Just fell asleep, and still can't sleep."

The Pavilion Master smiled, with a little embarrassment, and said:

"Thirteen, I'm looking for you today for nothing else, the Palace Mistress told you to go."

Thirteen lowered his eyes. His eyelashes are beautiful, like two rows of thick small fans, fluttering lightly. Under the light, there are still shadows at the corners of the eyes, which is very moving, but the eyes are not so remarkable. A mediocre face, a pair of small eyes that are not smart, and a collapsed nose, making people have no desire to look at it.

So the pavilion master just stared at him for a while, then turned his head and said:

"Clean up quickly, the Palace Master is still waiting in the palace."

Today the Palace Mistress only stayed in the hall for a while, Shisan saw him in the other courtyard.

Ling Jiuzhong was soaking in the hot spring, behind him was an osmanthus tree, the petals were falling down, and even the water was fragrant.

The fragrance was so strong that Shisan was almost washed away by the smell, and he couldn't see the filth in front of him.