don't be vulgar for me

The surface of human skin is a mess of meridians, and the essence of human beings can never be seen through the skin. It is better not to put your own opinions on others, but to follow your own unspeakable intuition, and life will be easier.

The night wind blew out the crescent moon and hung high, and the center of the Buddhist temple seemed to have been dug into a big hole. An Qinsi sat bowed on the steps, listening to Li Guangbi's story of his past with Ruan Niang, the more he listened, the more he felt sucked into the center of the earth and wanted to go somewhere There is no past.She only knew that Ruan Niang and her uncle were once in love, but she didn't know that everything she experienced was not chosen by herself, but was driven by someone in the dark.

The uncle said: "In the first month of the second year of Zhide, everyone really thought that Li Guangbi was like a god, like a tiger with wings added, and dug a tunnel directly to Shi Siming's camp. Can't get the title of winning more with less.But the Shi family took advantage of the chaos in the army, and just in time made an obstacle out of it and urged An Qingxu to kill your father.Ruan Niang had no intention of listening to the generals saying that the historians were going to wipe out the entire An family. I remembered that you sent someone to inform you when you were young, but Ruan Niang was almost killed by the Shi family because of this.If the Battle of Taiyuan hadn't restrained him and given Ruan Niang time to escape, you definitely wouldn't be standing here now.Shi Chaoyi is cruel and ruthless, he will avenge every grudge, even killing his father, let alone Ruan Niang.So you don't have to blame yourself, it wasn't she who protected us, it was we who protected her.

You can only think of her saying these words for her own comfort, Zuo Yuming's search for Ling'er is just an excuse, mainly to find her.

So, you don't have to leave Tai'an... If you are really careful about Linger, you can take Linger to hide in the temple on Shishu Mountain for a while.

The grass and trees in Baiju Temple are silent, the bright candles in the squatter room are blown out, and the cherry blossoms can be seen in the slightly transparent pink round shape at night. rain.

Seeing that she was still obsessed with obsession, Li Guangbi didn't want to wait for four years of hard work to be ruined. The sourness of the scholar who was hidden in his bones came out again and said: "Never for one person, even if you owe her a lot, you can't owe her a lot." Enter your own future!"

"Where is Uncle Master, what should Uncle Master do if he owes Niang Ruan?" Long eyelashes blinked lightly, pupils rolled down, An Qinsi asked Li Guangbi.

Hearing this, Li Guangbi shook his head stiffly, turned his back on An Qinsi, and said loudly: "I don't know yet." He quickly turned around and said, "If you don't know it, don't think about it, don't pay it back, you concentrate on it." Do your own thing and it will all work out one day."

"Uncle, is this the way you are?" Unwilling to compare the uncle who lost his composure with the past, An Qin thought vaguely of what Ruan Niang said not to trust him too much.All the scenes that I don’t care much about on weekdays all came out. The aunts who came to pay homage spoke in Shu dialect that she didn’t understand, saying that the general Li Guangbi was promoted to a high official. Dushi, and became Taiwei.I have been in Tai'an for four years, and I have heard these words at most four sentences. I practiced hard for revenge. It is not known whether it is true or not.But if there is no basis, how can you tell these stories, but if it is true, isn't the person in front of you Li Guangbi?Isn't his appearance, words, deeds, and manners the same as the person he saw when he was young?

Threading through Li Guangbi's black clothes one stitch at a time, while An Qinsi was thinking about it dumbly, he heard him read in a steady tone: "Qi Si, follow your inner desire to be a human being, and don't be influenced by others' words or your most vulnerable place, so It’s just being human.”

"And what you and I want to do the most is to kill Shi Chaoyi?"

Hiding behind the pillars in the corridor, Yi Xuan is thankful that he is thin, and it is not easy to be found when he approaches step by step. As far as he can remember, he does not think he is a monk. Occasionally, he learns how to use a knife from his senior brother. There are only very few people who worship Buddha and pay homage When he came, he patted his head and said he was a monk.The voice of the uncle and the brother was like the sound of breathing into their mouths, and they could not hear clearly even after their ears were drilled clean.The moon was dark and the wind was high, so he endured the rage, and when his uncle said that he had killed Shi Chaoyi, the joy of victory immediately appeared on his little face, and he lay on the ground for a while, his enthusiasm still not cooling down.

The two were speechless. In the whole Baiju Temple, Yi Xuan could only hear his own scorching breathing. He couldn't help but follow what they said before, and realized that the uncle was once a general of the Tang Dynasty, the son of the senior brother who rebelled against An Lushan!

The temperature of the body drops, excitement and depression are like the junction of summer and winter, and they can't be merged together, but I can recall all kinds of past events. My brother helped me copy scriptures, took care of myself when I was sick, and chanted scriptures to monks and guests for myself... Yi Xuan Youwu opened his mind, and brought in the identity of An Qinsihu, eager to try, and there was only one goal in front of him.

The candlelight in the squatter room was as fine as tobacco, and all of them fell into the shadow of the flowers on the window. Tang Ling'er half closed her eyes, her palms were half loose on the quilt, and she was drowsy. She saw a familiar figure without hair, and her voice was dry and moist. Her ears were haunted by the sound of that man's dream, so that when she woke up this morning, she still remembered that he called her name in the dream and asked her: "Ling'er, I will always protect you, are you willing to let someone like me Protection?"

Unconsciously nodded again, Tang Ling'er raised his hand and smelled the fragrance on his body, there was more sandalwood.Looking back, Baiju Temple was already far away from them. Last night, the layers of glazed ink clouds were all white, and the clear sky occasionally leaked through the cracks.Perhaps because she wanted to remember what happened in the dream too much, Tang Ling'er was a little annoyed and put aside the weeping branches that blocked the way, remembering the word "marriage" in a daze, and there was no more to say.

The two of them paced and walked slowly, seeing that the mountains were not mountains, and the water was not water, and they could always involve others.Tang Ling'er asked: "It stands to reason that after seeing so many men, I always feel that Liu Yun'e doesn't treat you sincerely."

Qing'er didn't take it seriously, and said with a playful smile: "I have used more than you have seen, how do you know that he doesn't treat me sincerely, and Master Qusi doesn't treat you sincerely, why do you still like it so much?"

Tang Ling'er glanced at Qing'er unhappily, and gave her a cricket.

"Hey, I'm still angry. As for the monk who can't get it, or do you have a secret relationship with him?" Qing'er leaned up to Tang Ling'er, and said that Tang Ling'er's cheeks were flushed because of the excitement. Guang, even stretched out his fist to push her twice, bit his lips and smiled and said: "I won't do this, a woman's chastity should be given to the person she likes on the wedding night."

Seeing her frowning, and the more she spoke, Qing'er couldn't help laughing: "Cats who haven't cheated for a long time have stronger desires. If the monk wants to ask for it before marriage, what should you do?"

The sound of swallowing was concentrated for a while, and the footsteps slowly followed Qing'er forward, Tang Ling'er lightly kicked the soil at his feet, and said quietly: "It doesn't work either."

"You're just too stubborn. See, sister Cui'er can get everything she wants by herself. A man can't stand you talking soft words to him. He can give you his life. Don't use the long-distance method you used to treat him before. Take it to Qusi, I think he still has feelings for you, but the monk has a thin face. It can be seen in the past few days that you really like it. I have a way to get him to come later, so you go to Cui'er and Qin'er to learn the scriptures."

Pushing back the hair on her forehead, Tang Ling'er began to think about the question sincerely. She didn't get an answer last night, but she vaguely felt an unknown connection between her and Quesi, her eyes and body unexpectedly wanted to rely on it Together, she could feel that he erected a wall, since he didn't hang down, it's good for her to break it.The leisurely scene in front of her eyes turned to the door, and she heard Tweety and the other sisters groaning slowly and quickly, and quietly pierced the rice paper with her hands, and she saw a Tweety riding on a man with her back fully exposed, and the two were hugging each other. The ground is so close that a mass of flesh cannot be distinguished from each other.

Blinking and frowning, Tang Ling'er shook her head: "You're going to disgust me."

"It's because you lack practice that you feel sick. At that time, when your elder brother Wen Si teaches you well, you won't feel sick anymore."

Tang Ling'er saw Qing'er sternly speaking to her with his arms in his arms, and said quickly, "Why should he teach me? I can't teach him."

"That's right. He must have come out to become a monk a long time ago. He must have never married and had children. If he had, he must have died in the war if he didn't go down the mountain for so long." When he analyzed it seriously, Qing'er didn't notice that the person around him gradually disappeared. After she saw a big rock flying out from the side of the road, she paid attention and asked: "What's the matter with you, the weather is unpredictable."

Turning his stomach around, Tang Ling'er drooped his eyelashes and uttered sullenly: "Qisi said, he was married, and according to what you said, he may have children." He then picked up a small stone at his feet , his voice lost his usual delicateness: "I thought he was lying to me, but you say that, he is so much older than me, he must be married, there may be more than one." He is a barbarian, knowing that they are brave and aggressive, and secretly guessing that his temper is so flat now, it must have been polished by his past, family affairs, family background, anyway...he has no self.

Raising her hand to touch Tang Ling'er's forehead, Qing'er laughed angrily: "If you really want to reject you, it's very common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, so you're so angry here, you're a small belly."

Not wanting to hear other people put small characters on her body, Tang Ling'er hastily retorted: "I'm so small."

"You are not small anywhere, you are big, especially here, it is bigger than Qingbo." Qing'er pointed to Tang Ling'er's place where Tang Linger's yellow fringe and silk woven silk clothes were contained, covered her mouth and ran away with a ringing smile. Tang Ling'er chased her away with resentful eyes.

As they were approaching Shuxiang Pavilion, they all smiled at each other while panting, stopped to rest, raised their eyes to the green smoke from the chimney, and heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the soil and bamboo ladders, Tang Ling'er felt very strange, Standing on tiptoe, I heard a few strings of firecrackers ringing fiercely. I still remember that they were the ones who were so lively last time

He entrusted someone to renovate the Shuxiang Pavilion before welcoming the new year with firecrackers. The fire was burning and he thought it was some big event, so he took Qing'er and took a few breaths and trot to the back door.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, a few colorful lanterns were hung in the courtyard, and red candles were brightly lit in the pavilion. Cui'er stood between the corridors of the building, with a smile on her face and said: "Ling'er, why are you two coming back, your Ruyi Lang?" Didn't you come with you?"