MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 35. Love and hate
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"She will spit it out again, will it not kill people?" Although I feel that this woman is a little bit screaming, but at the most, it is not pleasing, not to the point of making a life. She squatted behind Zhai Zong, avoiding the sight of Jin Ling’s coming, whispering, “Zhu Zong, let’s go.”
It must be because she pulled out the red cabbage here and broke the feng shui here, so I will encounter these strange monks.
"Okay." Mou Zong looked down at the white dresses that were surrounded by several monks and comforted him. He pulled the raft out of the tree house and waved the tree house: "Since we have decided to take it slowly, it is better. You are riding a carriage with me, which is more comfortable than a flying sword."
I was embarrassed to invite you to sit with yourself before, but since they lived in a wooden house last night, Miao Zong felt that this invitation was not offensive.
"Okay." I didn't want to agree with it. When the foundation was just successful, she felt that the Yujian flight was particularly fun. Now that I have lost the original novelty, I can save some spiritual power in the carriage, which is quite good.
"Please keep your steps." Zhou Xiao hurriedly chased him and bowed his hand to the three people. "There are many offenses, please forgive me."
Mou Zong ignored him. He took a jade flute from his arms and blew it. He only heard the sound of horses coming from the forest. In the blink of an eye, he saw two white horses and five variegated horses running out of the forest. The frame was parked in front of Mou Zong and others.
Lin Biao touched the heads of the two horses, and found two grasses from the storage ring, one for each of the two horses.
Wind coming to the grass? Zhou Xiao thought that there was a problem with his own eyes. He used the expensive wind to feed the horses. He blinked and continued to see the half of the grass that had already eaten at the mouth of the horse. He had to admit that it was indeed a wind of grass near the hundred stones.
Mou Zong got on the carriage and turned to squat and reached out: "Hey, come."
He handed it to Mou Zong, and jumped to the carriage at once. He turned to see Zhou Xiao and stood still next to him. He looked a little pitiful and smiled at him: "Frank."
"Call and leave." Zhou Xiao looked at the girl who smiled at him in the carriage. He stood in the same place and suddenly felt that the snow was shining.
"Brother." Jin Ling walked to Zhou Xiao with her chest. "Who are these three monks?" Will you tell what happened today? She can't afford to lose this person.
Zhou Xiao shook his head: "I don't know, but the monk who can use the wind to feed the horses is definitely not simple."
"Selling a hundred Lingshi winds to feed the horses?" Jin Ling thought that she had misunderstood, but she knew that the palm of her hand was not a liar character and would not lie to her on such matters.
Thinking of the beautiful face of the white monk, Jin Ling shook her head and sighed. Mother often tells her that women can use their beauty to let men run errands for themselves and let them do horses. But men who don’t live, can’t be chosen, and they won’t look good.
Feeding horses with so expensive winds? I am afraid that my brain is not very good, but it is a pity that the face of the woman who is in trouble.
"Sister, let's go back quickly." Seeing Jin Ling's silence, Zhou Xiaodao, "There have been frequent incidents of evil cultivation and evil. In the first two days of Qiucheng's inn, there was a cult to dig up the heart of the deceased. And the deceased still Not an ordinary person, is a prostitute of the Zhaozong Zongbo Fairy."
“绫波?” Jin Ling snorted. “Is she also called a fairy?”
Nothing to let a few prostitutes lie next to the sedan, really be a fairy? Have the ability to fly to her to see, squatting with the five Linggen qualifications, that is the sentimental strength. She can smell it every hundred miles.
Zhou Xiao is silent, and he is as good as him. He also knows that at certain times, he can't open his mouth. He looked around, and the few monks who had to go to Kuicheng had not known when they had left. He did not feel surprised. There were many monks who had preserved the body of Mingzhe, and the black robes appeared suddenly. If they were killed, they were not her opponents.
It’s just that the world of comprehension has been calm for so many years, and it’s not a good omen to suddenly make troubles about evil killings.
"The carriage is so spacious that it doesn't shake at all." Sitting in the carriage with thick cushions, I felt that the carriage I was sitting on when I was a princess was really shabby compared to this carriage.
Mou Zong sat on the mat with his legs crossed. He had a wooden table in front of him. There was a whole set of tea set on the wooden table. The tea poured into the cup and floated a shallow shovel, but it did not splash out of the cup. I don’t want to understand, isn’t the horse running on the mountain road, why is it so stable in the carriage?
“Taste.” Mou Zong handed the teacup to him. “Before dark, we can get to a small town called Sanshu.”
"Thank you." I took the teacup and looked down and smelled it. "Good fragrance."
"I am not good at this. Tea and tea sets are delivered by the same door. Now I am soaking my time." Mou Zong gently rubbed the cup of the cup, and the beautiful face was hidden behind the hot air of the tea, like the fairy above. Everything is not related to him.
Mou Zong did not lie, he entered Shuguang Zong at the age of nine, and almost put all his energy on the practice. He is not good at wine, not good at tea, and he is not good at pleasure. It is even more difficult to be beautiful. Only he is accompanied by a sword. If it wasn't for an accident, he wouldn't walk slowly on the road like this, watch the scenery, drink tea, or even...
He looked up at the cup holding a cup of tea, and the girl who brought out some royal aristocratic habits. Ten years ago, he would not have thought that he would one day take a carriage and take Lin Biao, and travel with a little girl of 16 years old.
"Scent is not strong, the spirit is not scattered, good tea." I don't know if it is my own illusion. I feel that this cup of tea is drinking, and the spiritual power in her Lingtai is a little stronger.
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If the person with a narrow mind listens, he will only feel that the ancestors are uneasy or deliberately pulling their legs. However, Mou Zong is not a character of long-sleeved dance. He often does whatever he wants. When he feels that he is so good, he directly speaks. He never thought that he might misunderstand his intention.
Lin Biao outside the carriage, listening to the conversation between the two, is very worried about the way the son said, and will soon lose his first-time friend of the opposite sex.
Fortunately, I thought it was simple, and I trusted him very much. I didn’t doubt his intention. She sighed: "Zhu Zong, what do you say, exactly like my brothers and sisters?"
"They feel that I practice hard every day. Every time I retreat, they always worry that I am stupid. I will give me a drink and drink, and I will emphasize the combination of work and rest with me." Put down the teacup. Before she came out, she thought about them for a long time. I don’t know if she sent her back to the special products.
Lin Biao rushed the horse over a canyon. The horse's front hooves fell gently on the ground, and the wings on the back were put away, turning into ordinary horses and continuing to run forward. He looked back at the carriage, and it happened in Yunhuamen, which would not be surprising. If the brothers and sisters of other sects do this, it will make people wonder whether they are talented for the younger sister, deliberately distracting her, so that her practice will be affected.
It is strange to say that many of the things that are placed in other sects will make people suspicious, but the meaning of Yunhuamen disciples is completely different. From this point of view, Yunhuamen is also called a magical martial art.
"But I think you have a reason to say it." Open the carriage curtains, the outside is the snow-capped mountains, the earth is white and beautiful, "I have lived in the deep palace since I was born. The only entertainment is Two dilapidated words. The first time I saw the excitement of the outside world, I still came to the day of Lingzhijie. I have been staying in the Zongmen for many years and have never seen this world before."
Speaking of this, she looked at Mou Zong and smiled into a crescent moon: "But I am lucky. I met you soon after going down the mountain. I don't have to eat alone. It's good." In her nature, she still likes to be lively. I don't like being alone. Especially after getting the warmth that Yunhuamen gave her, she didn't like it any more.
Miao Zong helplessly shakes his head and laughs, really lucky, maybe he, not her.
"You don't believe it?" shouted. "I told you that honesty is one of my strengths."
"No unbelief, I just don't agree with you." Mou Zong took a snack from the wooden table drawer and put it on the table. "Because I am lucky."
This little girl has an unusual air transport. The air transport of this kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, invisible and invisible, but the monks with good air transport often do more with less, and others are envious.
"Forget it, we don't have to fight for it, we are all lucky. This is the fate." Seeing that Zongzong took out the snacks, he also took out a bag of snacks from his storage ring. The snacks were beautiful and some were made. The flowers look like some, and they are made into animal shapes. It is very cute on the table.
"This is the sister of the Zongmenli Meal Church specially made for me. There is a blessing on the snack bag, which keeps the snacks freshest before they are taken out, so you can rest assured that there is absolutely no problem."箜篌 Introduced the different flavors of different shapes of snacks. After the introduction, I took a piece and put it in the hands of Miao Zong. “Your taste seems to be light, you should like it. It has added Linghua juice, but it is not sweet, taste it. Look."
From the pattern of snacks to the array of bags on the snacks, all of them confirm the fact that Yunhuamen is eating and eating. It’s no wonder that the outside said that eating and drinking in Yucheng, even the governor of Yunhuamen is the same, not to mention the city. The people in the village.
Putting the heart of the snack into the mouth, the fragrance of the flowers quickly occupied the entire mouth, the moment the throat swallowed, the whole body seemed to be surrounded by nature, and even the breath was fresh.
"It's delicious?" He looked at Mou Zong with full expectation, and his face was not written with the words "Quickly praise my ancestral door".
“It’s delicious.” Mou Zong took another snack from the bag. “I have never eaten this snack before.”
"Of course." When it comes to your own sect, I feel that everything is good. There is no problem in blowing for ten days and ten nights. "This kind of snack is only available to our disciples and is not available. But you go to us." If Zongmen is a guest, you can eat a lot of delicious food. Unfortunately, many dishes are not suitable for bringing them out, otherwise I want you to try them now."
"If you don't wait for the end of the tour, I invite you to visit Yunhua Mountain." I feel that this idea is very good. "I let the sister of the dining hall give you a good meal every day."
"Good." Yan Zongxiao, "I am looking forward to it."
"You will definitely like it when you go." He sipped his mouth and sipped the scorpion. "Before the noble Songhe peak owner went to us, three meals a day would be eaten on time, and the sister of the dining hall said that it was sent to Song every day. He also had a good snack in the main courtyard of Hefeng."
There was some accident in Miao Zong. I didn’t expect Song He’s uncle... is it so heavy?
Going down the hill, I quickly reached the town called Sanshu. Compared with Qiucheng, Sanshucheng is a lot smaller, the walls are old, and even the words "Sanshucheng" on the city gate have been painted.
Already near the evening, the pedestrians on the street are not bad, and most of them are ordinary people who do not have a spiritual root. Occasionally, monks pass through, and they are all cultivated as plain.
After passing through an alley, I heard a child crying. She picked up the curtain and looked out. A three- or four-year-old child was lying on the floor with a candied haw in her hand. I don’t know if it’s fun. Far away, there are no adults around him.
When she was preparing to get off the bus to see the child, a black robe woman jumped out of the wall of the alley. She picked up the child who fell to the ground and bent over to take the snow on his body. The skirt was stained with dirty slush. There is no tube.
Is that temperamental female repair Xueyu?
The snow jade in front of the child is gentle and there is no haze in the woods. When she saw her crying non-stop child, she took out a small bell from her arms and dangled in front of his eyes, making the child unable to cry, and reaching for the bell.
Xue Yu gave the bell to the child, and the parents found it. They waited for their thanks and turned and walked outside the alley. After walking a few steps, I found the dragonfly sitting in the carriage.
She snorted and turned without hesitation, and the point of the toe was a little bit and flew away.
Ready to smile at Xue Yu, she looked at the direction of Xue Yu flying in a stupid way, turned to look at the silent tea drinking: "Zhu Zong, I really don't scare people?"
Through the window of the car, I squinted at the direction of Xueyu’s departure. The voice of the sect was calm: “She is afraid of Lin Biao. How can you be scary if you are such a cute little girl?”
"Also, she must have been afraid that we would care about what happened in the morning, and we were worried that we couldn’t beat Lin Biao, so we fled." I thought that I felt much better in my heart.
Who can accept a big beauty to see this and run this kind of thing?
So this must not be her problem.
"This snow jade girl is very gentle to children." I don't want to call her a black robe, a woman who can be so gentle to ordinary children, the nature should not be too bad.
"She was originally a disciple of Zongmen. Later she fell in love with a spoiler. She left Zongmen and became a Taoist with him. He traveled to the world with this scholastic." When it came to this, the sect of the sect was paused. "Where is it?" After entering a secret environment, the husband and wife were unclear and repaired with a young woman. Even when they were in the treasure, they wanted to kill Xueyu. Xueyu died in the dead, but the child in the belly disappeared. Later she concentrated on cultivation. After killing her unyielding husband, she has since hated the young female trainer who is very delicate and loves to be spoiled, and her temper is getting more and more weird, so many people now call her a black robe."
Miao Zong told me that I wanted to let her understand one thing. Some of the good-looking men in the comprehension community are not reliable. She is still young, and it is best not to be tempted by someone, and some feelings can't stand the test of time.
In the words of the book, the wonderful pen writer rarely writes about the feelings of men and women, so she does not understand the things of love. Even after reading some words related to love, the ending is that the two protagonists live happily together, and there is no such thing as the male protagonist betray the heroine, and the heroine finally kills the male protagonist.
She thought that the people in the palace would wear fake masks, and those who don't love will be guilty. However, Xue Yu and the scattered repair, obviously because they love each other together, why do you still have to betray Xueyu in the end, or even want to kill her?
"I don't understand." The tone is a bit low. "Are they not a loving couple?"
Zhai Zong wants to tell you that people are easy to change. In the face of interests and temptations, many people have difficulty maintaining their hearts. But looking at her shining eyes, Mou Zong couldn't bear to say it.
She is still young, still a little girl.
Some truth, let her tell her when she is older.
"Maybe it is because this nature of the practice is not very good." Mou Zong pointed to the dim sum on the table. "You just said, this kind of snack like a horse, what is the taste?"
"Where is the nature is not good, it is just a bastard!" whispered, "unfortunately Xue Yu girl, was hurt by this kind of person."
She drank a big sip of tea and pressed down the anger of her heart before she remembered what she had just said to her: "Zhu Zong, what did you say?"
"Nothing." When Yanzong saw her anger, she seemed to have eliminated a lot. Then, "I asked Lin Biao to find an inn. We stayed at the inn for one night."
"Okay." Hey, then drink a few more teas, which can help eliminate the anger of your heart.
"Lin Biao, go to the inn." Mou Zongqi started the curtain and told Lin Biaodao, "Look for a quiet place."
"Okay, son." Lin Biao did not return. He was afraid that he would look back and let the son see the shock on his face. I really didn't expect that the son who was not good at words would start to marry a little girl.
On this road, the son learned a lot of things, it can be seen that the practice of truth, the cute little girl let the man learn to grow.
"Zhu Zong, I have forgotten to ask a question." Hearing to go to the inn to rest, he collected the things on the table. "You know that I am sixteen, I don't know how old you are."
"I..." The hand of the 桓Zhu collection tea set, the wind outside the window, seems a bit cold.
