Big Sister Bingshan was warmed by me

……

What is Zhou Yang doing at this moment?

He was held hostage by the old Daoist Wuhenzi, and he went all the way north. The three of them bypassed the [-]-mile vast desert and met a caravan heading to the Central Plains. They joined the caravan and arrived in Guazhou five days later.

Of course? Wuhenzi wouldn't tell Zhou Yang, but Xiaodaotong told him.

At this moment, waiting for the old Taoist to start meditating, Zhou Yang pulled a chair, leaned on it sprawled, and hooked his fingers at the little Taoist boy.

Xiao Daotong glanced at his master, seeing that the old Taoist had already entered into a samadhi, he trotted up to Zhou Yang like a puppy wagging his tail, and sat down obediently.

Zhou Yang pinched his baby's fat cheeks, lowered his voice and said, "Daoshe, do you want to hear Sun Dasheng fight next? Which monster?"

After five days of being friendly, Zhou Yang knew that Lao Dao Wuhenzi was the 172nd generation head of the Taoist sect, and Xiao Daotong was a boy that Lao Dao had adopted ten years ago, and was bestowed the word Daoshe by the Lao Dao.

Dao She's head is like pounding garlic.

Zhou Yang hooked his fingers again, and Daoshe approached.

Zhou Yang squeezed out two taels of silver and stuffed it to him, and gave him another wink.

Dao She hesitated, Zhou Yang glared at him: "You don't want to hear about Sun Dasheng?"

Dao She was helpless, glanced at the master, then at Zhou Yang, and then thought of the story of Sun Dasheng, it was really itchy.

"Go, again? You won't be allowed to eat. Besides, I haven't entered the Taoist school yet, so it's not considered a breach of the precept."

Dao She thought so, and hurried out the door.

As soon as Dao She left, Zhou Yang walked up to the old Taoist, shook his hand, sneered and said:

"Don't pretend, I know you've heard it all, let me tell you, I not only eat meat and drink, but also marry a wife, my wife is waiting for me at home, not only that, I'm still a woman, you want me to enter the Tao, don't you Affect your sect's thousand-year reputation?"

Sure enough, the old man opened his eyelids, glanced at him, and then closed them again.

"There are yin and yang in the heaven and earth, there are men and women in the world, the sun and the moon have their joys and sorrows, and the world has joys and sorrows. This is the way of heaven. Men can enter the Tao, and women can also enter the Tao. As a demon star, you are so narrow."

The corner of Zhou Yang's mouth twitched.

Wrong day? Are you being despised?

"Senior, your Taoist school pays attention to inaction and governance. Naturally, you hold me hostage to enter the Tao, which is to break up the marriage and cut off the love between people. This is against the way of heaven. Aren't you running counter to the purpose of your Taoism?"

The old Taoist said: "The little layman talks casually, and there is a trace of Dao rhyme. Sure enough? I have a predestined relationship with my Taoist school."

"Senior, you must know that you can never forget your original intentions. If you get the right way, you can get more help than if you don't. Don't make mistakes!"

The old Taoist sighed: "Little layman, you have a predestined relationship with my Taoist school. The old Taoist will definitely not make mistakes in pushing back the picture, so you don't have to waste your time talking."

The old silver coin is soft and hard, so Zhou Yang raised his middle finger at him.

At this time, he heard the sound of going upstairs again, Zhou Yang had no choice but to go back to his chair and sit down.

Now he and the old Taoist have formed a tacit understanding, as long as he doesn't run away, don't talk nonsense to the little Taoist boy, steal some wine and meat, tell stories, and make stereotypes, the old Taoist basically doesn't care.

But the more this happened?, the more restless Zhou Yang felt.

This old silver coin is a thousand-year-old fox, so confident, it is obvious that he has decided on himself.

Xiao Daotong carried a roast chicken, a jug of wine, and bought broad beans and pork heads.

Zhou Yang's appetite whetted, and he smiled. Mimi took it over: "Daoshe, good wine and good meat, let's have some together?"

Dao She handed him the food, raised his palms up quickly, and said: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun."

Zhou Yang ignored him, threw the broad beans back, and said, "These broad beans are vegetarian, for your traveling expenses."

Dao She looked at the broad beans tangled up, took out one, pinched it again and again, smelled it again and again, making sure that it was indeed a vegetarian food, and then carefully ate it.

It was the first time for him to eat fried broad beans. It was crispy, fragrant and delicious. He grinned in satisfaction, and sincerely thanked Zhou Yang: "Thank you Layman Zhou."

Wuhenzi obviously knew his identity, so Zhou Yang simply told Xiaodaotong his name instead of hiding it.

He picked up the roasted chicken, tore off the skin, and took a big bite of the drumstick. His cheeks were bulging, and his lips were glistening with oil.

Too? Satisfied.

Many days ago, I have never eaten such soft, rotten and delicious meat.

Dao She smelled the alluring smell of meat, and suddenly felt that his heart was not stable, and his saliva was about to flow out. He quickly stepped back a dozen steps, hid in a corner of the room, and watched Zhou Yang eat meat and drink while eating broad beans pitifully.

Zhou Yang also ate loudly on purpose, smashing his mouth and muttering:

"Let me tell you, you cultivators, the heart of the Tao is very important. Don't swallow the smell of this meat. That's disrespectful to the Taoist school. But to be honest, this roast chicken is really fragrant, and the meat is tender and smooth. Soft and rotten, chewing in the mouth, the fragrance is overflowing, the gravy is flowing, it is simply a kind of enjoyment, and the pork head meat is too fragrant, take a big bite, soft and chewy, exuding a strong marinade aroma, too ? Delicious..."

Dao She kept swallowing his saliva, ate the broad beans in suspense, and didn't dare to say a word.

The old Taoist quietly frowned, this magic star is really worthless.

If you eat chicken, you eat chicken, and throw away the chicken skin. Didn’t you know that the chicken skin is the most delicious part of the chicken?

Zhou Yang gobbled it up, finished the roast chicken, burped, and grabbed the pig's head again.

He frowned and looked at the big piece of pig's head, and suddenly threw it into the air. Then, with a flash of sword light, the pig's head was cut into thin strips and sprinkled down one after another.

Only then did he grab the lotus leaf that wrapped the roast chicken, scoop it up in the air, and catch all the pig's head meat.

Holding the lotus leaf, Zhou Yang leaned over on the chair, threw a few pig heads into his mouth, and took a sip of wine.

Hiss, great!

The old man frowned again, this magic star is really worthless.

The best way to eat pork head meat is to hold a whole piece, bite down a large piece in one bite, and chew hard in the mouth after three or two bites.

Zhou Yang drank the wine while thinking about how to escape.

Senior sister is still waiting for me, I must not sit still.

He thought, stood up, and stretched his waist: "Oh, I'm too full, I have to go to the toilet."

Dao She hurried over: "I'll be with you." The master was in samadhi, he had to keep an eye on the magic star.

Zhou Yang glanced at Wuhenzi, as if he had never heard of it, he went downstairs swaggeringly, followed by Daoshe.

The toilet is in the backyard on the first floor of the inn.

In fact, Zhou Yang couldn't run away either. Wu Henzi had already sealed his eight meridians with Qi Machine. Muscle-like pain.

He guessed that Wu Henzi had a sense of the qi machine instilled in him. As long as he left more than 300 meters, Wu Henzi would control the qi machine to cut and hurt his meridians, and he could only return obediently.

Zhou Yang has also tried to endure this kind of pain. He has endured thousands of cuts and cuts for Chu Xinning to detoxify. The internal Qi machine began to strangle towards the heart.

This is my own life.

Zhou Yang had to come back obediently.

This is the conclusion he came up with in the five days of fighting wits and bravery for many escape experiments.

He swaggered towards the toilet and said, "Dao She, do you want to come together?"

Dao She shook his head, Zhou Yang said: "You are not afraid of me running away." He grabbed Xiao Dao Tong, and the two entered the same latrine.

It stinks!Zhou Yang covered his nose.

Dao She's face turned red, and he wanted to go out, he knew that Zhou Yang was a woman.

Zhou Yang grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll ask you three questions. You can answer with a nod or shake your head, or you can choose not to answer. If you answer, I'll tell you another story tonight. "

Dao She thought for a while, and stopped struggling. Zhou Yang took out a piece of charcoal, which he hid from the bonfire raised on the way.

He wrote on the toilet door with charcoal: "Is there a procedure for the entrance door?"

Dao She thought about this question and felt that he could answer it. Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Yang quickly covered his mouth, motioning him to nod or shake his head, and Dao She nodded.

Zhou Yang wrote again: "Is the process of entering the Taoism painful?"

It turned out that Jushi Zhou wanted to know the process of entering the Daomen?Could it be that he figured it out? Xiao Daotong's eyes lit up, he thought for a while, and suddenly shook his head.

Zhou Yang wrote again: "Is there any change before entering the Taoist gate and after entering the Taoist gate?"

Xiao Daotong thought for a moment and shook his head.

"No change?" Zhou Yang wrote again.

Dao She still shook her head.I entered the Daoist sect at the age of five, and nothing has changed since then.

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes, pulled Daoshe's sleeve and wiped off the handwriting.

Then he stared into Dao She's eyes and asked, "Did you lie to me?"

Dao She was confused, why? He started to speak, so he shook his head and said, "No."

Zhou Yang let go of him, drove him outside, and said to himself, "Did I guess wrong? There are no traps at the entrance door?"

If this is the case, the old Taoist wants me to enter the Taoist sect, so I will enter it temporarily, and then I will try to escape.

……

Chu Xinning walked under the camphor tree, picked up the fallen leaves from the wicker chair, and sat on it. It was placed by Zhou Yang when he left.The servant girl wanted to move out, but she refused.

She leaned against the back of the chair, put a pillow on it, and with a little effort, the rattan chair began to shake.

She closed her eyes.

Body? Shaking along with the wicker chair.

She had never been so? Relaxed, so? Leisurely.

So comfortable.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves and sprinkles on the face, which is very warm and slightly hot.The breeze blows on the skin, giving it warmth.The toad groaned quietly, then groaned again; two four-legged snakes crawled around the corner of the wall, not knowing what they were going to do; three crickets were chirping under the edge of the wall. Birds also come to join in the fun, chirping east and west, leisurely and contented;

Something seemed to be falling in the wind, and it was falling slowly, Chu Xinning reached out to catch it.

It is a camphor tree leaf, emerald green in color.

Chu Xinning held up the leaf, and through the sunlight, she could see the meridians on the leaf's body, like palm lines, like spider webs, or like the lines of flowing water.

Everything is at home, everything is in harmony with each other.

The wind is blowing, the trees are shaking, the leaves are falling, the snakes are crawling, the birds are singing, the insects are singing, the flowers are blooming, the water is flowing, the fish are swimming, the clouds are floating, the sun is shining...

I am thinking of him.

She remembered that day, the eighth year of Dazhong Xiangfu, April 23.

The sword gate is majestic, the narrow road is winding, the mountains are continuous, the cliffs are solitary, the apes are crying, and the secluded deep stream.There is a sea of ​​flowers on the top of the peak, towering boulders, stars and moons shining in the sky, and twin shadows lingering.

Peaks are peaks, towering into the sky, valleys are valleys, deep and bottomless, cliffs are cliffs, and walls stand thousands of feet high.Love is love, it comes from the heart.

All these things, naturally, generate such a scene, uncanny craftsmanship, heavenly creation.

This affection, naturally? Spontaneously?, born from the bottom of my heart, can't be stopped, can't be stopped, can't be controlled.

Everything is there, happening, existing, continuing, unchanged from time immemorial.

It's like running water flowing downhill, like flowers blooming with fragrance, like birds waking up and singing, like leaves growing and falling, like clouds coming and going, just like Like me and Ziyi, we met in Yangzhou, stayed together in Wudang Mountain, stayed together in Mingjiao, and lived together in Ning'an.

The tree will be green, the leaves will fall, the flowers will be fragrant, our love will grow, we will be attached to him, we will miss him, we will miss him.

Everything is harmonious, natural? calm? natural.

For a moment, Chu Xinning felt something in her heart.

Her "potential" has become.

"My power is called "Acacia." She laughed, and immediately thought of the name.

Everything in the world has its own laws, calm? Natural, just like lovesickness.

She picked up a dead branch and broke off the branch, leaving only a branch as thick as a little finger.

She pinched the branch, opened the way with energy, and used lovesickness as a guide, and threw it casually.

Branches shot out of the courtyard gate, passed through the corridor, crossed the stone bridge, and flew across the garden.

There was a slight piercing sound of "chuck", and the branch pierced into a pole of emerald bamboo.

Huo Ri and Zheng Dashou, who were chasing him in the bamboo forest, were taken aback.

The two stopped fighting and looked at the branch carefully.

"It's a branch of a big camphor tree." Zheng Duoshou recognized it.

Where is sister-in-law?The two were startled, and immediately jumped into the inner courtyard.

Chu Xinning was dancing a sword in the courtyard.

The two only saw that Chu Xinning's figure was erratic and her whereabouts were erratic, leaving only a shadow behind. The shadow moved from left to right, from front to back, as fast as a ghost, and the sword in the shadow's hand was too fast to be seen. The body, only has the sword light.

The Longyin Sword was shining silvery in the sunlight, the sword energy was lingering like a cobweb, but the sword intent was not sharp.

These sword qi, which are densely packed like silk, are entwined and woven into a giant sword cocoon in the air.Suddenly, all the shadows merged into one, and all the sword lights disappeared.

"Om."

There was a vibrato from the blade.

The two looked at each other, shock flashed in their eyes.

The sword was obviously trembling because the sword was thrown out too fast and too much.

Chu Xinning stretched out her hand to catch a slowly falling leaf.

Zhao Duoshou and Huo Ri?'s eyeballs were about to protrude.

It turned out that the dense sword energy trapped the leaf so firmly that the two of them didn't realize the existence of the leaf at all.

Like a spring silkworm spinning silk, the leaves are wrapped into a cocoon by the sword energy.Ye is in the cocoon, and the two cannot see.

"Sister-in-law's swordsmanship is too? too? too? amazing!"

The idea came to the two of them at the same time, and then they fled in shame. As a secret guard and shadow, their kung fu is so unbearable, even inferior to the sister-in-law's sword, what face do they have?

The two ran away feeling ashamed, but they didn't find the sword in Chu Xinning's hand, and began to tremble non-stop.

Just now the sword body trembled too fast, so fast that all the trembling sounds combined into one sound, and at this moment the speed dropped slightly, and a series of humming sounds came out.

Chu Xinning stared at the sword, and suddenly stretched out her fingers, clamping the trembling sword, and the buzzing stopped immediately.Only then did she put the sword back into its sheath, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

Just now, within fifteen breaths, she drew out the sword 420 three times. It was as dense as silk, woven into a cocoon, covering the leaves, invisible to people.

"I use the sword energy as the thread, the sword intent as the net, and the lovesickness as the cocoon to bind my heart and wait for your return."

"Ziyi, I miss you."

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