Beacon quenching beauty

August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, is a day for family reunions.

There is also a banquet on the top of the light, and the leaders of the church gather together to drink and enjoy the moon.

The original hundreds of beautiful houses in the main altar of Mingjiao Guangming Temple were burnt down when Mingjiao was besieged by the six major sects.Later, Yang Xiao sent people to rebuild some of them one after another, but they were all very simple and incomparable with the magnificent scene before.

It wasn't until the leader Zhang Wuji decided to withdraw from the disputes in the world and led people back to Guangmingding that the place began to be carefully built and repaired again.

After several years of hard work, although it can't be said that everything has been restored to its old appearance, it has regained some of the momentum of the world's number one teaching general altar back then.

Song Qingshu was not idle either. The 5000 troops he brought were all elites. They set up camp at the foot of Guangmingding Mountain, recruiting troops and buying horses to settle down. After several years, they hardly controlled a place with a radius of hundreds of miles. Recently, the Song family brothers frequently led teams. People and horses wandered around, and it seemed that the posture had a tendency to expand further.

Yang Xiao saw them gaining more and more power under Mingjiao's eyes, and had no choice but to smile wryly.

At the banquet on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the teaching advocated Wuji to sit in the middle, followed by the Messenger of Light on the left and right, the King of the Green Winged Bat, the King of Yin Ye, the envoy of the Five Elements Flag, Leng Qian, Budai Monk, Zhou Dian and others.And Song Qingshu took Song Wuyi, Song Gaishi brothers, and several of his subordinates to sit in the guest seats.

Looking around, it was also a scene of prosperity and excitement. After drinking and laughing for a while, everyone got up and went out to enjoy the moon. Song Qingshu Gu Kong pulled Zhang Wuji, "Wuji, let's go back first."

"it is good."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to my place, I have someone prepare a medicated bath for you, now go back and take a bath, it will be just right for you to sleep later."

The two of them can't live together openly, and they still have to do superficial work, so they each have a room and courtyard, and they have to make a prophetic announcement every night before going to bed, so as not to go astray.

That night, I went back to Zhang Wuji's residence.

Song Qingshu took a comfortable dip in the medicinal bath, came to the bedside with a cloak covered in medicinal fragrance, and smiled at Zhang Wuji who had washed up a long time ago and was sitting on the bedside flipping through medical books, "Wuji, I've finished washing. "

Seeing the pages of the book in Zhang Wuji's hands opened and placed on his lap, but his eyes were fixed on the gauze curtain, obviously not looking at it, as if he was thinking about something, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Wuji closed the book, "Today is the mid-autumn festival in August, a day for relatives and friends to gather together. I think of many people, my parents, Dr. Hu Qingniu Hu, Grand Master, several uncles and uncles, my cousin who doesn't know what's going on now, and ...and Minmei. She has brought people back to Mongolia, and the desert is windy and sandy. I don't know if she can bear it as a princess who has been pampered since she was a child."

Song Qingshu glanced at him, everyone has a past in their hearts, and he is the same, it is impossible to forget all of them, and only cherish the seriousness of the person in front of him.

Advised, "Emperor Yuan has already been kicked out of Dadu by Marshal Zhu and retreated to Shangdu. Even if Miss Zhao stays, she won't have a good life. It's better to go far away. With her ability, she should be able to establish a foundation in her hometown in the desert. Prepare a way out for her and her brother. Don't worry, her identity is there, even in Mongolia, she is also the princess of the princess, and she will not mow the grass and herd herds by herself."

Zhang Wuji laughed at what he said, then sighed softly, "Oh, I just hope she's okay."

Song Qingshu said, "I also miss my father, and..."

Zhang Wuji suddenly said, "Don't think about Miss Zhou."

Song Qingshu looked at him with blank eyes, "No, it's up to you if you want to think about it, and it's not my turn. I mean, I also miss a few uncles. But why can you miss Miss Zhao, but I can't think about others. "

Zhang Wuji smiled apologetically, he was never unreasonable, but he couldn't help but want to be domineering in this matter, "I think of Minmei, because I am worried that she is in a difficult situation now, and Miss Zhou is doing her best to be the head of Emei. , nothing happened."

Pat the bed, "Come on, get on the bed and get down."

Song Qingshu went to bed and lay down as promised, removed the clothes he was wearing, and threw them aside, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Wuji got up and stood beside the bed, with his palms accumulating internal energy, he massaged his body according to the trend of his tendons. Hearing this kind words, he bent down and kissed Song Qingshu's back shoulder, "You're still talking about being polite to me." what to say."

Song Qingshu smiled sideways, and his curved phoenix eyes overflowed with temptation, "Wuji, where's your gardenia-flavored ointment? Use it later, we agreed a few days ago that it's yours today."

Zhang Wuji paused for a moment, and his subordinates kept on saying, "Okay, I'll get it after I finish giving you the massage."

About half an hour later, Song Qingshu was so content that he almost fell asleep, Zhang Wuji just stopped, "Okay."

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, turned over and pulled Zhang Wuji onto the bed with his hand, and said with a smile, "Come on!"

Zhang Wuji struggled to get up, "Wait, you didn't want my new ointment, it's still in the cabinet outside, I'll get it."

Song Qingshu turned over and got out of bed, "I'll go with you."

Turn out and go to Zhang Wuji's room on the first left where medicinal materials are specially stored. A wooden shelf against the wall is full of large and small medicine bottles and jars. Most of them are tonics for Song Qingshu.

Zhang Wuji's energy in the past few years has been divided into two halves, one half is used to manage Mingjiao's affairs, and the other half is used to take care of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu usually doesn't say anything about being taken care of properly for ten years, but he is very moved.Hugged Zhang Wuji from behind, "Wuji, you have worked hard these years."

Zhang Wuji searched the shelf, and finally took a flat small porcelain cup with a cover from the top shelf, turned around and handed it to Song Qingshu, "Here, you want that flavor."

Song Qingshu accepted it with a smile.

Zhang Wuji suddenly covered his forehead with a soft 'ouch', and leaned sideways on Song Qingshu's shoulder.

Song Qingshu was startled, and quickly supported him, "What's wrong with you?"

"In the past two days, I have worked hard and sweated against the wind. I opened and closed my breath, my acupoints were closed, and my hair was like the wind... maybe a little..."

"Okay," Song Qingshu was anxious, "I can't understand after talking so much, are you dizzy? I'll take you back first."

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was leaning on his shoulders, and it was not easy to support him, he had to bend down and reach out to hug him, while comforting him, "It's like this because you are too tired. You stayed up two nights in a row the past two days. It was really careless to help me endure the Qiji Liuhe Tongluosan without sleep, and then I didn’t have a good sleep after that.”

Zhang Wuji said "hmm", seeing Song Qingshu bent over to hug him, he stretched out his hand to block him, "What are you doing?"

"Send you back and lie down."

"Well, then you should carry me on your back, it's too ugly to hug me."

Song Qingshu said, "What's the matter, no one here can see it, aren't you dizzy? Still have the mind to pay attention to this?" Having said that, he turned around and said, "Okay, I'll carry you on my back."

Sent back to the room to lie down, feeling very distressed, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, "Have a good sleep."

I couldn't sleep well at night, woke up twice, listened carefully, and heard Zhang Wuji's breathing was long and long, and there was nothing wrong with it, so I was relieved.

Sleeping until dawn, the people around him began to feel restless, Song Qingshu vaguely felt that there were hands lingering on the waist and abdomen, and slowly went down, holding the important place.

In the morning, when the desire is strongest, when I was touched and held by the warm palm and rubbed up and down, I couldn't help moaning, and stood up to meet him, "Put a little harder." I didn't forget to ask, "How are you?" No?"

A warm kiss fell on the lips, "Okay." The hand below was also very flexible, sliding up and down with just the right amount of force. All the places he took care of were taken care of properly. Song Qingshu closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then surrendered, put his arms around Zhang Wuji's neck, and kissed him vigorously.

After the burst of excitement, he lay back on his back, sweating on his forehead, panting slightly, Ren Zhang Wuji grabbed a cloth to help him wipe, and waited for the accelerated blood flow all over his body to calm down slowly, just woke up At one o'clock, Zhang Wuji threw the cloth towel in his hand, turned over and pressed it up, "It's my turn."

Song Qingshu chuckled, and rubbed his legs against his waist with the lingering rhyme just now, feeling the smooth and firm ups and downs under his legs, and suddenly remembered, "I didn't bring that jar of ointment last night."

"It doesn't matter, it's the same with this one." Zhang Wuji took the leftover can from the bedside, and when he opened it, there was an orchid-like musk fragrance, "I think this one smells better." I dug out a small piece, and held it in my hands for fear of being too cold, and only lifted it when it was slightly melted.

Song Qingshu frowned, and when one leg was lifted up, he felt a part that didn't belong to him penetrate into his body, "Take it easy." Just as he finished speaking, he was hit hard, like a numb tendon from the top of the head to the tailbone Suddenly being touched by someone, he gasped with a "hiss", and involuntarily raised his hand to wrap around Zhang Wuji's waist, exerting strength in his hand, signaling him to use some strength.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to bear it first, carefully distinguishing whether he wanted to be lighter or more important. With the help of the dim light in the room, he could clearly see the forbearance and confusion on that exquisite face. His heart was agitated, and he suddenly said to himself, "It doesn't matter. It's gone!" As soon as he lowered his head, he bit Song Qingshu's shoulder hard.

"Hey! I asked you to use some force, but I didn't let you bite!"

Zhang Wuji talked about him from left to right, "You told me to be lighter just now. You didn't say to be heavier."

"That was just now, now it's changed..."

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In the early morning, Yang Xiao, the bright right envoy of Mingjiao got up and walked out of his room slowly.While walking, he lightly rubbed his forehead, and secretly sighed: Time is not forgiving, I am getting old after all, I drank two glasses of wine last night, and this morning I felt faintly dizzy.

After the banquet last night, he had a few more drinks with Fan Yao's brother.

Fan Yao is an old bachelor, and he is very satisfied to have him accompany for the festival, but Yang Xiao misses his daughter Yang Buhui a little bit.

It is said that the daughter and son-in-law lived very lovingly and beautifully in Wudang Mountain, so Yang Xiao didn't have to worry about it, but it was not easy to see her once during the holidays.

Firstly, Wudang Mountain is far away from Guangmingding, so it is inconvenient to come and go; secondly, the identity of the son-in-law Yin Liting is too embarrassing, if he brings his wife and daughter to visit the old man during the festival, he will not feel uncomfortable to death, and Yang Xiao will also have to.So it's better not to see it.

But it won't work anyway, Yang Xiao pondered whether he should order someone to deliver a letter to his daughter in a few days, and vaguely mentioned that she should bring the child to Guangming to stay with her father for a while.It's just that what should be said to tell her not to bring her son-in-law here?

As he was thinking, he saw the teacher advocated Wuji approaching from a distance, watching his step by step very upright, but he was in front of him in a blink of an eye, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had used very clever lightness skills, and felt strange , what did he run early in the morning?

Zhang Wuji asked, "Yang Zuoshi, where are you going so early?"

Yang Xiao replied, "Yesterday, someone from Houtu came to report that we had some friction with Paijiao in western Hunan. Last night, there were too many things and I didn't take care of them. I'll go ask what happened today."

Zhang Wuji stopped him, "Let me go, Yang Zuoshi's complexion is not very good, probably because he drank alcohol last night, go back and order someone to cook some fish soup with ginger for drinking." He then ordered, "If Qing Shu Come, don't tell him where I am."

After finishing speaking, he walked away with his seemingly slow and extraordinary steps, but in fact he was very fast.

Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows behind him, before he could make a comment, Song Qingshu quickly followed, "Yang Zuoshi, have you seen your leader?"

Yang Xiao coughed lightly, "I never saw it."

Song Qingshu's face was a little angry, and he said to himself, "Hmph, run faster! Let's see where you can go!"

I wanted to keep chasing, but looking around, I really didn't know which direction to go. I turned my head and looked at Yang Xiao, only to see Yang Xiao with his hands behind his back, with an expression on his face that I didn't see anything.

Turning his mind, he retreated to Yang Xiao, "Yang Zuoshi, I just saw Wuji coming here, did you really not see him?"

Yang Xiao smiled, "The leader is fast. I woke up early in the morning and my eyes were sleepy. It's possible that I didn't see him when he passed by."

Song Qingshu was secretly angry, it was only natural for these people to help their leader speak, "Yang Zuoshi, I am going back to Wudang Mountain to visit my father in a few days. Don't ask her to go with me when I come back, you can have someone to take care of you all the way."

"This..." It's exactly what I want.

Yang Xiao pointed to the north indiscriminately, "The meeting hall seems to be very lively this morning."

"Thank you."

Yang Xiao watched Song Qingshu fly to the meeting hall, suddenly he was a little worried, and secretly said that I would go quietly to see what happened in the early morning.

Going around in a circle, at the back of the meeting hall, I saw a few disciples of Houtu Banner hurried out from the main entrance, knowing that Zhang Wuji's skill is profound, and he would be noticed by him if he is not careful, so he moved forward cautiously and slowly, I could hear Song Qingshu talking inside, but fortunately, his voice was not low enough to be heard, "Zhang Wuji!...You can even pretend to be dizzy...Do you still have credit in the future..."

Zhang Wuji said, "Qingshu, don't be angry, next time, I'll be next..."

Song Qingshu said angrily, "What next time! Tonight..."

Inside the theory was full of anger, Yang Xiao heard it inexplicably outside, secretly thinking what are they talking about, what are you talking about?After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly clapped my hands, and suddenly realized that this matter is not humane!Quickly and quietly withdrew, grabbed two guards in the church, and ordered Haosheng to watch the surroundings of the meeting hall. The leader and others have important matters to discuss inside, and no one else is allowed to approach, and those who violate the rules will be punished!

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