The young monk has returned to secular life

Chapter 83 Mu Yunqing cleverly learns jokes, but Sister Zhou fights fiercely with Mo Youdao

Zhao Yun and Ma Chuan took away the Shouwu grass.

Before leaving, he specifically asked Mu Yunqing for leave, saying that he would be delayed for a few hours and go back to take care of things.

Mu Yunqing naturally agreed to them happily.

After all, they are just chatting with me, and it is necessary to do favors.

After the two left, Yizhen was also kicked back to his small courtyard by Mu Yunqing.

Yi Zhen knew that she had a guilty conscience and was showing off in front of Qingmei. If you have the guts, don't leave a window for Xiao Monk.

It was just after Haishi, and the night was getting dark.

The lights in Zhenyuan and Meiyuan were all turned off.

The entire Duke's Mansion also fell into silence.

Yizhen sneaked out of his small courtyard, and then slipped into the small garden vacated by the south wall of his courtyard and the back wall of Mu Yunqing's room.

He counted the third window along Mu Yunqing's back wall, pushed it gently with his hand, and the window opened a gap.

He pushed it with his hand again, and the window opened wide.

That's right, it's the small living room between Mu Yunqing's bedroom.

Isn't it a piece of cake for a third-grade loyal general to climb through a window?

Yizhen climbed in with one hand and got in.

He closed the window gently and tiptoed into Mu Yunqing's bedroom.

Green gauze tent, red silk quilt, and a pair of embroidered shoes under the bed.

The beauty on the bed turned her back to him, and her breathing was a little quick.

What an exciting feeling.

Yizhen took off his cloth shoes and monk's robe. Just as he was about to take off his underwear, Mu Yunqing turned away with a blushing face.

"Why are you taking off your clothes so completely?" she asked in a low voice.

"Sleep." Yi Zhen replied excitedly.

"Who wants to sleep with you? I want to practice." Mu Yunqing said shyly and angrily: "Put your clothes on for me, don't take them off."

This basin of cold water is more enjoyable than "the shiver of the Bodhi tree".

Yi Zhen curled his lips, rearranged his underwear, and got into Mu Yunqing's bed with a "swish".

"Hehe...it's so warm."

Mu Yunqing stretched out her arms to keep a distance of half a meter from him.

"Don't push it too far, just lie there and don't move."

Yi Zhen looked reluctant: "It's a little uncomfortable not to move."

Mu Yunqing snorted coldly: "As long as you don't think wildly, you won't feel uncomfortable."

Yi Zhenxin said, you just talk hard, I don't believe you don't feel uncomfortable.

"Want me to tell you a story about being 'worse than an animal'?" Yizhen said with a vulgar expression.

"Why are you worse than a beast?" Mu Yunqing asked doubtfully.

So, Yi Zhen told the classic joke again.

Then, Mu Yunqing kicked him on the butt.

Yi Zhen couldn't react in time and fell under the bed.

"Why are you kicking me? It's just a joke." Yi Zhen said, rubbing his butt.

Mu Yunqing wrapped himself tightly in a brocade quilt, leaving only his head and two arms exposed.

She pointed to the tea cup on the table: "Fill it with water and put it in the middle of the bed."

"..."

Yi Zhen was completely confused. She told a joke and she actually regarded it as a "model teaching".

"No... you misunderstood," Yi Zhen explained hurriedly: "What I just told was a joke, a negative teaching material, and it is not worth promoting and learning. Can't you hear it?"

Mu Yunqing disagreed: "I think it's pretty good. Needless to say, just pour some water."

The hatred in Yi Zhen's heart was that she just wanted to tell a joke, but she made herself act it out, and somehow became the "protagonist" in the joke.

Nonsence!

It is true that "trouble comes from the mouth".

He filled up the water with a cold face, put it on the bed with trembling hands.

"Why are your hands shaking? Water splashed on the bed." Mu Yunqing said with a frown.

"I was born with Parkinson's disease. I have been shaking since I was a child when I was carrying water," Yi Zhen said with a cold face, "If you are afraid that the water will wet the quilt, you can choose not to let it go."

Mu Yunqing knew what he was thinking, so he wasn't worried. He just pursed his lips and took the tea cup from Yizhen's hand, and carefully put it on the bed.

"Okay, lie down."

Yi Zhenxin lay down on the edge of the bed reluctantly, turned around and stared at Mu Yunqing as he performed the "Immortal Dream Interpretation" technique.

Mu Yunqing's face turned red and she wanted him to turn around, but Yizhen imitated Zhang Fei and snored with his eyes open.

She was so angry that she directly picked up the pillow cover and covered Yizhen's head.

This time Yizhen stopped snoring and lost his temper instantly.

Mu Yunqing snickered in his heart, "You are a little too young to fight with this fairy."

But before he could finish reciting the "Immortal's Dream Interpretation" formula, Zhou Jin shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Who broke into the Duke's Mansion without permission?"

Hearing Zhou Jin's voice, Yizhen stopped pretending.

He pulled off the pillow cover on his head and asked suspiciously: "Sister Zhou is out of confinement?"

Mu Yunqing also looked confused.

Zhou Jin has been in seclusion in his small courtyard these days. When he suddenly made a noise this time, he must have discovered that someone had broken into the Duke's mansion.

The two of them didn't waste any more time, got dressed in a hurry, and ran out of the room.

Come to the courtyard.

Zhou Jin was already confronting a masked man in black in the air.

Qingmei also arrived just in time.

"Miss, are you okay?" Qingmei asked eagerly.

Mu Yunqing shook his head and asked in a deep voice, "Who dares to break into the Duke's mansion at night?"

The man in black looked in the direction of Mu Yunqing, but did not answer her question.

Zhou Jin snorted coldly, shook his right hand slightly, and the long sword slipped into his hand, and a ray of glow suddenly appeared.

"Chen Guang Sword." The voice of the man in black was hoarse, "He is indeed a master disciple of the Qilian Mountains, and he is no ordinary soldier when he takes action."

Zhou Jin said coldly: "Since you know this saint's disciple, you should know my master's ability.

If you don't want to die an ugly death, it's best to just surrender. "

Zhou Jin has changed her self-identity. It is obvious that after these few days of seclusion, she has broken through to the seventh level of enlightenment.

But the other party was also at the seventh level, so she was not sure that she could keep the man in black, so she had to use her master's name to suppress him.

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled: "You and I are both in the seventh level, and your state seems to have just become a saint. Mei Gu's name alone can't scare me."

"In that case, let's fight!"

Zhou Jin didn't talk nonsense. He waved the Chenguang Sword in his hand and released a beam of rays of Qi.

In the night sky, the glow suddenly appeared.

A red light and shadow quickly flew to the chest of the man in black.

The man in black didn't panic, and suddenly stretched out his shouldered right hand, holding a black long sword in front of his chest.

He shook slightly, and a black ink-like light flew out, directly hitting the ray of light waved by Zhou Jin.

The two rays of light collided and instantly stirred up layers of wind and waves, making the leaves in the courtyard rustle.

And these two rays of light dissipated in the night sky like fireworks after blooming.

The scene was completely silent. So was this a duel in the realm of enlightenment?

After two breaths.

Zhou Jin suddenly sneered and said: "Dark clouds cover the sun.

Mo Youdao, you are such a courageous dog! "

As soon as Zhou Jin finished speaking, the man in black opposite him had already pulled off the black cloth covering his face.

The person who came here is indeed Mo Youdao!

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