Mismarried

Chapter 38

Futong Temple is well-known, but in fact, there are only four disciples in the temple.The old Taoist priest does not go down the mountain all the year round, and the eldest disciple Zhuo Hai often goes around hunting ghosts, but he used to go there alone. Not long ago, the old abbot of the temple next door sent him an oil bottle, which is the song of lanterns. So far, he has become two people. .

The second disciple and the younger disciple are Guo Zhengyang and Lu Zhile. The two are half-dead in the entertainment industry, and few people know about it in the metaphysical world. From the eyes of the world, only the old Taoist priest and the first disciple in Futong Temple are more powerful with prestige.

But Lu Zhile and Guo Zhengyang obviously don't care about these things, anyway, they don't depend on catching ghosts for a living, they just catch them when they come across them, and they are lucky if they don't.

At this moment, in the Taoist courtyard, under a shelf entwined with vines, an old man with a white beard and a bald abbot are playing chess in the shade, feeling very unhappy.Deng Qu and Guo Zhengyang stood aside, while Lu Zhile walked over and glanced at the chessboard. In line with the principle of watching chess and not talking about a real gentleman, he insisted on being a villain and said: "It must be like an old man flying like an elephant rolling a horse."

The old man Dingru is the old abbot of the Shangqing temple next door. Hearing the sound, he laughed and said, "Sure enough, it is the little benefactor Lu who is watching." After all, according to Lu Zhile's statement, the 'elephant' ate the other party's 'horse' .

Losing a son, the old Taoist leader of Futong Temple was not annoyed, he just stroked his white beard slowly and spoke slowly and forcefully, "Zhengyang, go and call your elder brother out."

"Uh..." Guo Zhengyang took a look at Lu Zhile, and the latter hurriedly pretended to be weird and sneaked up to the old Taoist leader with a smile: "Oh old man, what are you doing, brother Hai is hard enough to catch ghosts every day Come on," he stretched out his right hand, palm up, "I made a mistake, I should be punished, hit me yourself."

The old Taoist took a sip of tea from the purple sand pot, and glanced at his right hand. Through the thin layer of skin, he saw the faintly red concentric mantra under it, and then raised his eyes to see the figure of Yushu Linfeng not far away, Instantly understood, and pondered: "I don't dare to fight, our Xiao Le is promising, and married himself without telling me this old bone."

In front of the old man Dingru, what is the old man talking nonsense.Lu Zhile's ears burned, he cleared his throat, and forcefully explained: "Old man, don't talk nonsense, I... I'm married, I married you a disciple's daughter-in-law, are you happy?"

"Happy, aren't you happy?" The old Taoist priest looked at Zhefeng, "I married a disciple's daughter-in-law who is the same age as my ancestors. I'm so happy that I don't know how to arrange my seniority."

Zhefeng looked back at the old Taoist priest, without saying a word, not even a basic nodding manner, but looking carefully, he could still see that his beautiful brows were frowning all the time.

Lu Zhile's chatter with the two old men didn't end until lunch time.Futong Temple does not open fire all the year round. This is a bad habit brought out by the old Taoist priest. Because Shangqing Temple is only a 3-minute walk away from Futong Temple, people in Futong Temple basically regard Shangqing Temple as their home. In the cafeteria, even though he is a vegetarian all year round, no one has ever proposed to cook by himself.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. If you want to be lazy, you can be lazy. The monks of Shangqing Temple said that they have long been used to it.

After lunch, Deng Qu stayed in the temple to copy scriptures. Although Guo Zhengyang was afraid of Zhuo Hai, he was very motivated and went to him to learn how to draw high-level talismans. Lu Zhile was not only afraid of Zhuo Hai, but also very unmotivated Desperately went back to the disciple's room to take a nap.

Zhefeng stood at the door hesitantly, and asked in a muffled voice: "Xiaoyue, there is no sofa here, where can I sleep?"

Lu Zhile turned over and leaned against the wall, but said, "Go to sleep in the wilderness."

Zhefeng didn't speak, and closed the wooden door.Lu Zhile thought he was really going to sleep in the wilderness, and just wanted to open his eyes to take a peek, but he felt a clear breath approaching slowly, he curled up his lips and smiled, amidst the familiar smell Go to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhile and Guo Zhengyang burned incense and bathed in order to burn incense for the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty. It was impossible, but simple washing was still possible. After incense, all the young and old went to the next door Went to Shangqing Temple for breakfast.

The morning in the mountains is clean and elegant, the mist in the distant mountains has not dissipated, the birds are singing, the white clouds are lingering, and the cool summer breeze passes through the quaint Buddhist temple with the footsteps of several people.Apart from the old Taoist priest and Zhuo Hai, Lu Zhile and Zhefeng followed Guo Zhengyang to take a detour to the Buddhist hall to burn incense sticks to show their respect.

There was nothing to do in the mountains, and they came back for three days in the blink of an eye. Guo Zhengyang practiced drawing talismans in his spare time, and Lu Zhile, a lazy ass, didn't do serious things. Interested, he took out a set of coffee tools that had been placed in the room before.

Lu Zhile is not very good at cooking, but he is still very handy in making coffee. The main reason is that when Shi Qi found out that he liked drinking coffee a few years ago, in order not to go out to buy coffee all the time, he specially asked one of the crew Miss sister has been studying for a while.

For convenience, he brought back ground coffee this time. He opened the bag, dug out two spoonfuls of coffee powder, and put them in a Moka pot to cook for a while. The rich aroma of the original coffee filled the yard instantly.Zhefeng took a deep breath and said, "This coffee is so bitter."

Zhefeng didn't wear a snow-white robe today, but a white T-shirt and denim shorts that Lu Zhile bought for him. The sun streamed on his body through the gaps in the vines, and the fairy spirit faded away. At this moment He seemed to have a sense of blending into the world in an instant, and most importantly, he became more handsome.

"It's not bitter, it smells good when you drink it." Lu Zhile said.The coffee was still brewing, so he took out another carton of milk and poured it into a latte cup and heated it in another small induction cooker. After turning on the fire, he took out the coffee cup prepared by the side, poured the brewed strong coffee into the cup, and when everything was ready, he clapped his hands and said: "Okay, watch carefully, let's see how Master Lu will make flowers for you. "

"Okay." Since Lu Zhile started making coffee, Zhefeng has been looking at him sternly. Seeing that Lu Zhile is so solemn, his expression is more focused.

Lu Zhile took out the automatic frother to froth the milk first. It took 30 seconds to froth the milk richly. After finishing, he picked up the coffee cup with his left hand and poured the milk and coffee into the coffee cup with his right hand Fusion, fusion, the latte cup in his hand pulled out a very standard thousand-layer heart-shaped pattern with the gentle rotation of his wrist.

He glanced at it first, um, very satisfied, then handed it to Zhefeng, "Here, try it."

Zhefeng took it with both hands, looking forward to it but not knowing what to say. He looked at the coffee for a while, and then he sincerely praised: "Master Lu is really amazing, the pattern on this cup of coffee... nice."

Lu Zhile was garlanding another cup of coffee, and said without raising his head when he heard the words: "Fool, this is called a latte."

"Latte..." Zhefeng repeated, nodded, "Okay, I remember, this is the latte made by Xiaoyue herself."

After pulling the flowers, Lu Zhile put down the flower cup, picked up his own cup and touched Zhefeng's cup, and after a crisp ding sound, he said: "This is not the latte I made for you, it's the latte." The heart I personally delivered to you, if you accept it, you can't bear it, you understand."

When he said this, his clear eyes gleamed with firmness that cannot be questioned, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was even reddened by the sun, as if there was a ferocious beast hidden inside, as long as someone dared to deny him , or if someone dared to betray him, a ferocious beast would immediately jump out of that spot of redness and tear him alive.

Zhefeng looked at the cinnabar mole steadily, and after a long time, he raised his hand and stroked the red mole twice.The hot wind at the end of May will only become more genial when it reaches the mountains and forests, and the Zhefeng can only be as gentle as water when it comes to Lu Zhile. It's done, the sympathetic knot has been tied, I will love you and respect you in the future, and I will never let you down', I can say it, and I can do it naturally."

But you have no memory.Lu Zhile didn't say that, just said: "Okay, I believe you."

The two spent a beautiful and pleasant afternoon in the cool breeze. Of course, this beauty was only limited to Zhefeng and Shiqi who drank coffee happily, because Lu Zhile was stupefied and drank three cups of coffee by Shiqi alone. , I haven't had enough for seventeen, if Lu Zhile hadn't moved out the iron order that he was not allowed to drink coffee this year, he might have made trouble until Lu Zhile had his fourth cup.

Because he drank too much coffee, Lu Zhile didn't have dinner at night, and when the night fell, he took Zhefeng for a walk in the mountains and moonlight.

In the vast forest, cicadas chirping, branches and leaves whirling.As Lu Zhile walked, he suddenly said, "Brother, do you know that when I was young, I was actually scared of ghosts, and I was the one who would cry when I was scared."

When Zhefeng heard this, he approached him and put his arms around his shoulders, saying, "It's normal, even children are afraid."

Lu Zhile smiled, and said, "What about you? Have you ever been afraid?" He didn't wait for Zhefeng to answer, and said to himself, "I'm sure not. It seems like you're not afraid of anything."

Zhefeng pursed his lips and remained silent, he didn't even figure out where he came from, let alone that long time ago when he was a child.

Lu Zhile pointed to a towering pine tree in front of him, and said: "That tree in front, I met a female ghost there when I was young, my god, it made me cry."

Zhefeng looked at the tree, frowned and said, "And then? You beat the female ghost away?"

"How old was I at that time?" Lu Zhile thought for a while, "It seems to be about ten years old, how could I be able to beat him?"

"Then why did you run away?" Zhefeng turned his head to look at him, the cold and bright moonlight illuminated Lu Zhile's side face beautifully.

"I ran away, I didn't run away," Lu Zhile said in a storyteller's tone: "It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast. In the blink of an eye, classmate Seventeen, like a knight who was summoned, suddenly appeared in the body of classmate Xiaolu. Woke up, and then protected his young body with a heroic posture."

"Oh, that should be you who woke him up." Lu Zhile's tone of voice was funny, but Zhefeng's frown hadn't relaxed since just now, and when Seventeen was mentioned, he even had a bad face Yes, because through Lu Zhile's body he could feel Shi Qi's complacent soul.

"Well, he said he woke up when he heard me call 'Brother Shi'." Lu Zhile went to the tree and touched it. There was a crack here, which was the imprint left by Seventeen's Miyue rope.

"Senior brother..." Zhefeng looked at the crack, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand to touch it. Suddenly, a picture that came from nowhere suddenly rushed into his mind. The picture was bloody and blurred, as if it was covered A layer of old red veil was covered, and only an extremely weak voice was faintly heard calling—Senior brother...

"Well, but I think I called Brother Yang, because at that time Brother Yang always coaxed me to call him 'Brother Shi'." Humans, in the most critical time, are always more inclined to the safety signals given by the brain, And Lu Zhile felt that the safety signal was formed by Guo Zhengyang often chanting scriptures in his ear.

Under the cold moonlight, Zhefeng looked at Lu Zhile quietly, and through the years and years, he seemed to see those obsidian-like eyes filled with water.For a moment, there was an inexplicable emotion intertwined in Zhefeng's heart.He took a step forward, hugging the person in front of him in a cherished and loving gesture, stroking the other person's soft hair with his broad palm, and there was an irresistible wind in his words, "It's okay, no one will use it in the future." Shout out, with me here, no one who doesn't have eyes will dare to call your attention."

The slanting mountain wind slowly flowed into Lu Zhile's heart through the thin clothes of the two of them, causing layers of ripples. He hugged Zhefeng tightly, raised his head slightly, and whispered: "It's okay if no one calls you!" , if you encounter danger again in the future, I’ll call you, okay?” The corners of his lips rubbed against Zhefeng’s eartips seemingly nonchalantly, “Brother Zhefeng...” His intentionally elongated tone melted Looks ambiguous and frivolous in the moonlight.

Zhefeng's ears burned, his brows frowned, he turned his head slightly, and the arms around Lu Zhile's waist suddenly tightened.Lu Zhile felt that she had succeeded in molesting her, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhefeng, you hug him like this..."

"Xiaoyue!" Zhefeng interrupted him, whispering: "Hold me tight."

Hearing the sound, the smile on Lu Zhile's face became more and more rippling, but before he could speak provocatively again, he felt his figure sway, and the night breeze passed by his ears, and the panic of sudden weightlessness forced him to hug Zhefeng tightly subconsciously .The wind suddenly picked up, the forest leaves rustled, and a faint yin energy drifted over.Lu Zhile suddenly raised his head from Zhefeng's neck, and opened his eyes slightly against the cool wind. In the vast forest, he saw a fiery red dress scurrying like a snake.

Mottled tree shadows and clear moonlight alternated on him, Lu Zhile stared at him for a moment, red clothes, long hair, ghost.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lu Zhile's mind, and said, "Brother! Karma Curse!"

"Yeah." Zhefeng felt a very faint yin energy when he entered this mountain forest. At that time, he only thought it was a wandering spirit in the mountains, so he ignored it, but just after he hugged Lu Zhile, that The Yin Qi actually exuded a strong murderous aura.This action angered Zhefeng, but what Zhefeng didn't expect was that the spiritual power of this extremely weak ghost was not inferior to him!

Suddenly, Zhefeng stopped chasing and landed safely with Lu Zhile in his arms.Lu Zhile said anxiously: "Why don't you chase after him? Keep chasing."

"Xiaoyue, don't worry." After Zhefeng said, a hurricane blew up in the mountain forest, and thousands of leaves turned into countless silver lights, forming an encirclement trend, and hit the red shadow. With a bang, countless silver lights collided and shattered, In the vast starry night, the stars are scattered into a river of stars, and the blurred mountains and forests shrouded in the night are instantly bright as day, and the scenery is so spectacular that it is really beautiful.

It's just that the weird red shadow disappeared in this beautiful light and shadow.Zhefeng said: "It's a puppet."

Lu Zhile was shocked by the silver stars all over the sky, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "What?"

Zhefeng said: "Do you still remember that the person who was cursed by one of the fire curses said 'fake'?"

Lu Zhile thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Remember, he should have wanted to say that the ghost's 'what' was fake, but he hung up before he could finish."

Zhefeng said: "It's not that the 'what' of that ghost is fake, but that the ghost itself is fake. He is just a puppet, and someone else is manipulating him." After a pause, he looked at Lin There was still a little bit of silver light in the middle, "And the spiritual power of the person who manipulates the puppet is not inferior to me."

"Ah!" Lu Zhile exclaimed in surprise, "Is he stronger than you?"

Zhefeng corrected: "It's not that I'm not inferior to me, and I'm not stronger than me. Otherwise, why didn't he stay and fight me head-on."

Lu Zhile said "Oh", "That makes sense." After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then you said that he knew we were looking for him, so what does it mean that he showed up at this time? Blatantly provocative?"

Zhefeng murmured: "It's not like." But he couldn't say more.

Lu Zhile rubbed his chin, and the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became, "That's not right, because there is Brother Hai sitting on Lianshan, the wandering ghosts nearby have been walking around Lianshan a few years ago, but this ghost... ...He not only dared to walk up the mountain openly, but also dared to appear in front of us openly, you say..."

Seeing Lu Zhile's expression of serious thinking, Zhefeng thought that he would analyze some crucial clues, but he heard Lu Zhile say seriously: "Is he not taking Brother Hai too seriously!"

Zhefeng: "..."

The author has something to say: Zhefeng: The author asked me to let me know, she doesn't know how to make it up -_-!!!

Author: Your own story, why do you let me make it up ((.ì_í.)

Zhefeng: Because we lost our memory.

Author: ... Excuse me.