Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In a corridor, Huang Wendi was wearing a bathrobe, looking at the mist rising in the distance, his eyes were slightly straight, as if thinking about something.

"Cousin!"

Suddenly, a voice broke Huang Wendi's contemplation.

Turning her head and looking around, she saw Huang Wenxuan looking at him with two jade-like legs exposed.

"Wen Xuan, didn't you go to the hot spring?" Huang Wendi smiled back.

"There are still people who haven't changed their clothes, I'm not in a hurry!" Huang Wenxuan slowly sat next to Huang Wendi, shaking her slightly damp long hair, "Cousin, your roommates seem to be very difficult. !"

Huang Wendi frowned. He looked at Huang Wenxuan with a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

Huang Wenxuan smiled, her beautiful eyes flowed, "You know the purpose of my visit this time, winter vacation is coming, cousin, you always have to go home."

There were ripples in Huang Wendi's eyes, and he slowly said, "I don't need to remind you!"

"Cousin, what are you going to do?" Huang Wenxuan said with a slight sneer: "Reject the Liang family's proposal. Although you are far away from the Hong Kong city, if you go back this time, I'm afraid the Liang family won't make you feel better."

Liang family!

Huang Wendi's brows wrinkled without leaving a trace, he looked at Huang Wenxuan, "I know what you said, and I don't need you to remind you."

Huang Wenxuan shook her head, "I'm not reminding!"

Afterwards, her gaze fell into the hot spring in the distance, watching the mist, the green water and the rockery, and the dragon spitting water.

"These friends of yours may have some influence, and they have a luxury car like the g55 at a young age, but you know very well. Even if it is a thousand G55, it is just a joke in the eyes of the Liang family." Huang Wenxuan stood up slowly, right Han Yan, who had just changed her clothes in the distance, said hello and smiled, but her voice was a little cold, "You'd better not involve them in death, and be prepared to endure everything."

"Cousin, there is a saying in the family that you are wise and calm, and you are quite popular. Then you should abandon that trace of unrealistic illusions. Since you have chosen the hardest path, then this is your destiny."

Huang Wenxuan walked towards Han Yan with a smiling face.

Emperor Huang Wendi lowered his head, his fists slightly clenched, and there seemed to be a hint of blue veins.

His expression was uncertain, an emotion he had never expressed in months.

"Boss!"

Suddenly, Huang Wendi was slapped on the shoulder, awakening him, and when he raised his head, he was already calm.

With a smile on his face, Yang Wei hooked Huang Wendi's shoulder, "Why don't you go to the hot spring, what are you thinking?"

"Woman!" Huang Wendi said, seemingly true.

Yang Wei couldn't help but leaned, raised his middle finger, and then he kissed his Han Yan in the distance and smiled, "Unfortunately, I have it!"

Suddenly, Huang Wendi's forehead was densely covered with black lines.

"roll!"

With laughter, Yang Wei hadn't noticed the calmness in Huang Wendi's eyes.

He looked at the mist in the distance, and the dragon spit out water, as if there was a murmur in his heart.

"Then, I will bear it!"

...

In the hot spring, Qin Xuan sat upright, feeling his pores spread.

On the side, Yang Wei's young couple secretly slid in the corner. As for Fatty Yang, it was not uncommon for him to fight with interested people, but Huang Wenxuan and Huang Wendi were soaking quietly in the hot spring.

However, the slightly embarrassing one might belong to Zhao Lin. Speaking of which, Huang Wendi is still familiar with her. Huang Wenxuan who met for the first time and this classmate Qin Xuan, who is a famous Zhenling University, are all very strange.

Qin Xuan was happy, and never cared about Zhao Lin's embarrassment. Huang Wendi and Huang Wenxuan are even more so, closing their eyes to rest, enjoying the fun of the hot spring.

Fortunately, everyone did not soak for long.

When everyone came out of the hot spring and changed their clothes, Yang Ming said with a bit of arrogance: "The food at Zihuang Villa is very good. You are welcome to eat anything you want!"

"Okay!" Yang Wei glanced at Han Yan and said to Han Yan: "My dear, today you can pick the expensive ones. If you don't cut off a certain fat man, we will be in vain!"

Yang Ming's teeth tickled when he heard this, and he glared at Yang Wei fiercely.

At the dinner table, everyone had never drunk, just drank some juices and tasted the unique dishes of Purple Phoenix Villa.

After drinking and eating, Yang Ming suggested: "By the way, I heard that there is a Buddhist temple in Zihuang Mountain. The marriage tree in it is very spiritual. Should we go there before it is too late?"

Everyone was startled, they had never heard of a Buddhist temple, but since Yang Ming proposed it, they did not refuse.

A group of people set off without driving and walking up the mountain.

The sun outside is still warm, and through the mountain path, like broken gold, it has a unique style.

Seeing crowds of people accustomed to traffic and neon lights walking in this different scenery, don't feel it.

After walking through the winding road, under the leadership of Yang Ming, everyone finally came to a Buddhist temple.

The Buddhist temple is small and few people are there.

This is different from those tourist attractions, but a temple located on a mountain, not free from incense, and no money for oil.

In this Buddhist temple, there is an ancient tree towering to the sky, standing in the temple, some figures seem to kneel down in front of the tree.

There was an old monk sweeping the floor around, and occasionally he would sit down on a stone table next to him, take a leaf of this ancient tree and put it in a sand pot, pick up the boiling hot water to blanch it, and take a sip.

Looking at the old monk's expression, he was leisurely and contented, as if he was tasting the world's delicious food.

At this scene, everyone was slightly startled, looking at each other.

They have been to too many crowded temples, but such cold temples are rarely visited.

When a group of people came, the monk who was sweeping the floor didn't care, but the one who was kneeling before the tree and praying piously turned his head, frowned, and secretly tugged the sleeve of the woman beside him.

"The marriage tree here is very spiritual. This is what I heard from an elder, and the environment is not bad?" Yang Ming said in a very small voice, "I used to be here when I was a child, if not this time I came to Zihuang Mountain. I almost forgot."

Everyone nodded their heads and looked at the old monk who looked at everyone like nothing, and the few tourists who knelt down sincerely.

Zhao Lin, Han Yan and others walked over and looked at the seemingly extraordinary tree that looked like a dragon, and awe couldn't help but rise in their hearts. There are some things that they would rather believe in what they have than they don’t.

Even Emperor Huang Wen and others walked to the tree but closed their eyes and bowed, only Qin Xuan stood in place, looking at everyone quietly.

"Donor, why don't you worship?" At this moment, the old monk swept up to Qin Xuan and asked without raising his head.

"Don't believe it, why do you want to worship?" Qin Xuan said lightly, and Yu Guang glanced at the old monk.

The old monk had a meal in his hand, and then continued to sweep the floor without making a sound.

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from the door, breaking the silence of the small temple in the mountain.

Qin Xuan looked back, just in time, he saw the sun hat flying towards the sky, landing at the door of this small temple. A woman covered her face, and under the light makeup, the appearance that was enough to attract the world's attention appeared.

Qin Xuan was startled, he knew this face, but this was not a deceased from a previous life.

It was a big star he had seen frequently in his previous life, and it seemed to be called Sima Hanyue.

(End of this chapter)