The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Early autumn and August.

There is a hint of coolness in the mountains in the early morning.

Looking far into the distance, the mountains look like dormant giant beasts, and the pine forests are lush. It will be dark but not yet bright, and the crowds have not yet arrived. The sound of the morning bell stirred up the birds in the mountains, fluttering on the eaves of the Taoist temples. Along with the incense in the temple, there is a sense of confusion. The red silk on the trees is covered with a thin layer of mist, which makes people feel peaceful.

The Taoist temple covers a very large area.

Tens of thousands of green bricks, climbing up the stairs.

Red bricks and green tiles, majestic and mysterious.

Taoist priests in robes walked back and forth everywhere.

Deeper in the forest, there is a mountain called Yongling.

Yongling Mountain is one of the forbidden areas of the Xuanqing Guanzheng sect. It is said that an uncle of the sect who was over 150 years old took his young apprentice to practice there. Neither disciples of the sect nor visitors of believers are allowed to set foot in it.

The morning light breaks.

The sky is getting brighter.

In the only Taoist temple halfway up Yongling Mountain, a young girl wearing a blue Taoist robe, with waist-length dark hair tied only with a wooden hairpin tied behind her head, was holding incense and bowing respectfully.

For a moment.

The girl stood up from the futon and looked at the old Taoist standing next to the statue of Sanqing and the founder of the sect: "Master, my disciple has gone down the mountain. Please take care of yourself."

The Taoist robe worn by the old Taoist was slightly lighter in color and turned white after washing. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, and a wine gourd the size of two fists hung around her waist. Immortal style, with a lazy expression, he waved his hand quite nonchalantly: "Go."

The girl gave him a Taoist salute respectfully.

Tang Qingnian just celebrated her 22nd birthday a few days ago. She went up the mountain at the age of eight. Today, she has been practicing in Guanzhong for fourteen years. Master said that her mortal destiny was not over yet, and that there was a great opportunity waiting for her at the foot of the mountain. Without saying hello, he booked a flight for her and asked her to go down the mountain and go home today.

After practicing away from home for fourteen years, she was happy to go home, but she couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave.

After going up the mountain, her mother and her brother from the Jiang family would visit her almost every year in the cold and summer, and stay in the mountain for more than ten days.

Until she was nineteen years old.

Mother is not coming.

Brother Jiang is not here either.

There are many excuses.

She felt uneasy and made a divination about this.

The five arts of Xuanmen are mountain, medicine, fortune, fortune telling, and divination.

No one is perfect. Although Tang Qingnian is extremely gifted and has a good foundation, he cannot cover everything. She has practiced with her master for fourteen years, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, and is extremely skilled in the art of occult medicine. The Taoism is so profound that not even thousand-year-old ghosts can look down upon it. However, she lacks talents in divination, fortune telling, and fortune telling. Therefore, the hexagram showed that it was a sign of great misfortune, but she did not pay much attention to it. In fact, her divination had never been accurate.

After bidding farewell to his master, Tang Qingnian went all the way down the mountain.

The wild trails in the mountains are deserted all year round, and the wind blows under her feet. Ordinary people cannot leave Yongling Mountain for a whole day, but she reached the foot of the mountain in just one and a half hours, and left Xuanqing Temple in an instant.

After a few reverse trains, we finally arrived at the city airport.

Fortunately, I didn't miss the flight.

Two hours later.

Imperial City International Airport.

Master informed Tang Qingnian last night that she should go down the mountain and return to Beijing this morning. She called her parents in advance, and the Tang family promised to pick her up on time. After picking up the luggage and checked pets, Tang Qingnian dragged the suitcase with one hand and a small dog cage with the other. Follow the airport signs and exit the terminal.

In the distance, she saw a man wearing a black shirt, blue suit pants, and black leather shoes.

Visually estimated to be about thirty years old.

Not bad looking.

It's just that his appearance is not very good, he seems to be a hot-tempered, ruthless and ruthless person.

Tang Qingnian didn't have much talent in the physiognomy lineage, but he was a member of Xuanmen, so he could see some of the tricks.

The man held a light sign similar to that of a celebrity's support, with the words "Tang Qingnian" clearly written on it.

Tang Qingnian frowned.

Was she sent by the Tang family to pick her up?

While thinking, she walked towards the man.

Four eyes facing each other.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled like a blooming spring flower, with crow's feet squeezing out of the corners of his eyes, very bright and passionate: "Miss Tang Qingnian?"

Tang Qingnian was always polite to strangers and nodded slightly: "I am, you?"

The man grinned again and looked her up and down with greedy eyes: "Hello, Miss Tang. My name is Wang Anmin. Mrs. Tang asked me to pick you up."

His examination was too naked, which made Tang Qingnian very unhappy and his eyebrows furrowed deeper.

After noticing her emotions, the man looked away slightly, feeling very happy in his heart.

It is said that the eldest daughter of the Tang family had a hard life, and her twin sisters suffered from a long-term illness when they were born. She herself also had a high fever and kept crying. After being instructed by an eminent monk, I made an appointment with the eldest young master of the Jiang family. Young Master Jiang has a good destiny and can protect her. They lived in peace for the next eight years, but never imagined that when she was eight years old, she and her sister Tang Ruoyun fell seriously ill again. The Tang family had no choice but to send her to a Taoist temple to practice, and she stayed there for fourteen years.

Before coming here, Wang Anmin was still thinking about a village girl who grew up in the mountains and countryside because of her fate. Even if she is a wealthy woman, she may not be able to hide her vulgarity. It is said that she and her sister are fraternal twins who look nothing alike. Growing up in a Taoist temple, I might have been as ugly as a Yaksha Rakshasa, but I didn't expect to be born so beautiful.

Although he was wearing a long green cloth gown and a low bun. But it doesn't look shabby or rustic in the slightest, but instead has a sense of being otherworldly.

Her younger sister Tang Ruoyun is petite, fair-skinned and beautiful, and is highly praised among the elite circles in the capital. When I saw her today, I realized that there is something out there, and her appearance is even more beautiful than her sister's.

This time I really made a profit!

Thinking of what the Tang couple said, the more Wang Anmin looked at Tang Qingnian, the more satisfied he became. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked so obscene.

Tang Qingnian was unhappy in her heart, but since it was arranged by her family and everyone came, she couldn't refuse it outright. She took out her mobile phone and called her home to make sure it was arranged by her family, then she reluctantly got into his car.

A million-dollar Mercedes-Benz.

For fourteen years, Tang Qingnian has been practicing with his master, not even in college full-time. The mountains are isolated from the world, and she is not very sensitive to many worldly objects. I know a little bit about the brand of the car, but I can’t figure out the specific model and price. She recognized the Mercedes-Benz logo. It was a luxury car. The man's family background should be pretty good. As soon as he got in the car, he kept showing off the cufflinks on his shirt, the watch on his wrist, his family business, etc. He couldn't hide his confidence in his conversation.

Wang Po sells melons.

Tang Qingnian felt drowsy after hearing this.

Not even a word.

Just close your eyes and relax in the passenger seat.

The car quickly left the highway and entered the city. There was a terrible traffic jam at the emperor's feet.

stop-and-go.

At half past one, we finally stopped outside the gate of Tang's villa.

I haven't seen you for many years.

The appearance of the Tang family's parents has not changed much.

Xu was reminded by the servant that the car had arrived, and the couple went out to greet it, followed by a young man and woman.

The man looked about twenty-four or five years old, with a handsome and gentle appearance. He had a white shirt, white trousers, and white leather shoes. He was covered in gold and gold, and he looked like a rich man.

The woman next to her is in her early twenties, with long hair dyed a gentle milk tea color and permed into smooth waves. The skin is very white and the facial features are beautiful. She is petite and exquisite, wearing exquisite makeup, and looks a bit weak. There was a smile on his face, but he didn't seem to be aggressive at all.