The Buddha Temple is not pure

After Shi Fangxu bid farewell to Mr. Ji, he was sent out by the fourth master.

Before leaving, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even turn around to say goodbye. The fourth master was very unhappy, and pulled out the riding whip from his waist, and threw it in front of him with a "slap".

The lingering sound was still echoing throughout the alley, Fourth Master put away his horsewhip and leaned on the porch with folded arms: "It's crazy."

"Don't dare." Shi Fang Xu took two steps back with a respectful attitude.

"Let me ask you, what is the meaning of the poem you read when you entered the mansion tonight? Don't think I didn't catch it, it contains Zhu Mengzhen's name."

Shi Fang Xu hesitated for a moment, and said, "Fourth Master really wants to know?"

"nonsense."

"Hey, you have to pay more. The money that Mr. Weng sent just now is only enough to ask Miss Ji's fate. If you want to know the fate of the holy lady, you need to add 300 taels."

"300 taels?" Fourth master pulled out his horsewhip again, "It's fine to fool my father, he doesn't know how to restrain himself in front of me!"

Don't look at Shi Fang Xu's gentle, humble and polite appearance, but he is actually careful planning and loves money like his life. He was the first to work with Lu Cun Xingjun, and only money can move the strings in his mind. Those who count their efforts must count clearly.Counting it, except for the time when Yue Weiyang was saved by intercepting the killing order on the Yin River Falling into the Sky Weir, he had never done a loss-making business in his life.

"Fourth Master, please calm down." He said calmly, "My fortune-telling has always been different from person to person, and 300 taels is nothing to Fourth Master."

The fourth master sneered, he actually spoke so freshly and refined of watching people eat dishes, it was the first time he had seen such a brazen person: "Sophistry! According to you, I look like a fool with a lot of money?"

"No, what I said varies from person to person is not referring to Old Man Weng and Fourth Master, but Miss Ji and Aunt Sheng. Both of these two have destiny, which is not an ordinary destiny. I am risking the danger of revealing the secret. It is calculated, so the price will be a little higher."

"Are you a little bit?" Fourth Master said noncommittally, "What fate is here, who knows if you are talking nonsense, so if you count it for me, how much will you charge?"

He stretched out three fingers: "Three coins are enough."

"Get out!" Fourth Master turned around and returned to the mansion, and immediately ordered someone to put down the embolism.

"Hey? It doesn't matter if it's expensive or cheap, so how much is appropriate for me to charge? How about you set a price, fourth master?"

The fourth master didn't leave behind the door, but he didn't pay attention, and heard someone shouting outside the door again: "Fourth master, if you don't count it, don't count it, but seeing that you and I are destined, I'll send you a sentence: When spring comes two On the eighth day of the lunar month, don't enter the ancestral hall and don't get married. Fourth Master, remember!"

What a mess, talk about getting married, it's ridiculous, he hasn't had enough fun with fourth master, don't say that next spring will come to February [-]th, even if it's the year after, he will definitely not get married in the year after, it's his turn to be here Eat salty radishes and worry less.

Shi Fangxu weighed the money bag, satisfied: "This Ji Xuanzhen's ears are too tricky to listen to harsh words. When he makes things difficult, Mr. Ji is the one who is straightforward. He finally made a lot of money tonight. Now he should I went to Duan's house to hang around, but I don't know what Yu Liuqing has become under Yue Weiyang's pen."

Shi Fangxu was quite capable, except for Yue Weiyang who could sense his presence, no one in the Eastern Capital City noticed the presence of the Golden Pen Imperial Envoy, and Lord Yawang was no exception. , I forgot my own task of making small reports.

Yue Weiyang didn't mention anything, she knew what was supposed to come would always come, so she was not in a hurry, and often leaned against Yawangjun to bask in the sun.

Only Ji Luoyu is working hard in the whole world.

"Yangyang, will this eggplant survive?" She raised her head and wiped off her sweat. In autumn, there will be more harvests, but she never knew that she could sow again.

"Of course it can be kept alive. The land veins of Lingquan are different from ordinary lakes and swamps. They can be planted and harvested in four seasons." Yue Weiyang stuffed another cantaloupe into her mouth while speaking.

Although she is still as beautiful and flawless as before, and although she still does not change her cool and elegant appearance, in Ji Luoyu's eyes, she looks like a fool squatting on the ground eating melons while basking in the sun by the spring. "Aba, Aba, Aba..."

Ji Luoyu suspected for a moment that she agreed to stay here solely for her to farm. Looking from Lingquan, there are [-] acres of plains and [-] hectares of forests. How long will it take to plant them?And what Yue Weiyang wants her to plant are melons and fruits, not fragrant flowers, which is not what she is good at.

"Yangyang, why don't we plant a few peach trees, and let them escape and burn their flowers. They bloom very beautifully, and when they are harvested, there are still peaches to eat. How about killing two birds with one stone?"

Yue Weiyang paused, and said: "I think it would be good to grow some melons and fruits, I don't like those bright and fragrant flowers."

She smiled: "I'm ashamed to say, look at the sea of ​​impatiens in the forest, I don't believe that no one can grow them like that, duplicity."

Yue Weiyang's face suddenly darkened, Yawang Jun sensed that she was in a bad mood, and hurriedly smiled and said: "You guys are chatting, I went to make juice water." Going in, Yue Weiyang likes to add plums, and Ji Luoyu likes to drink sour plum soup directly, the taste is sour and sweet, it's a joy to come.

Yue Weiyang also got up and said: "I will go too."

"Hey, hey, don't..." Ji Luoyu disappeared before she finished speaking, she really didn't want Yue Weiyang to cook, it would kill someone.

Ji Luo thought for a while, maybe she really doesn't like flowers that are too coquettish, why don't you plant a few pear trees, even if the flowers bloom, they are as white as Xue'er, elegant and fragrant, and also in line with her style, so she chose It was so self-assessed to decide, and even planned to plant it near Sao Yuxuan.

After a while, Yue Weiyang came with juice, wiped her sweat with one hand, and fed it to her mouth with the other: "Come, have a taste."

Ji Luoyu took a sip and was almost spared. It seemed that he mistook the salt for sugar again: "I don't want to drink juice, so I'll just get wine."

In front of Yue Weiyang, she became less and less scruples. She was afraid before, but later on the Double Ninth Festival, Yue Weiyang poured a full cup of Jiang Liqiu for her in front of the Bodhisattva. After that, she became more and more presumptuous. Eating meat and drinking alcohol without any scruples, Yue Weiyang can only pamper her, without any displeasure.

It's just that when she came over with the wine this time, she had a strange look on her face: "The wild sunflowers are on the slopes, so I was able to leave yesterday, but today I may be able to take a carriage."

After hearing this, Ji Luoyu laughed heartlessly: "Let me tell you, Jiang Liqiu had drunk enough before, but today he can still take it out."

"I asked Lord Yawang to go down the mountain to get it."

"It's hard for you to think about me, hehe." Ji Luoyu was overjoyed.

"So you want to go?" she asked after hesitating for a long time, her eyes were clear and she was hiding hope and timidity. She had never done anything earth-shattering, but she was afraid that Ji Luoyu said to go. In the hands of the imperial envoy with the golden pen under the mountain, it will be difficult to come back.

She waited anxiously for Ji Luoyu's reply, and after she drank heavily, she wiped the wine stains from her mouth. Ji Luoyu's lips parted slightly, and she said "Go", cleanly and without muddling, "To tell the truth I don't want to leave, but I'm always worried about my father and brother, and I just want to know how they are doing now."

The movements of her hands suddenly stopped, but she said without changing her face and heartbeat: "I finally left, so I don't have to trouble me here, I can't drink enough wine, and I made the kitchen smelly. Chop fish today and kill chicken tomorrow." , It’s almost not a day of peace, if you want to go, go quickly, I will pack your things for you.”

Ji Luoyu suddenly grabbed her withdrawn hand: "I'm in a hurry to drive me away again, won't there be time tomorrow? Besides, why did I bother you? Ever since I lived in Sao Yuxuan, I cook the rice and cook the porridge. I grow the fields, I raise the fish, I even make the bed, and I wash the clothes on your body inside and out, don't be unconscionable."

After finishing speaking, Yue Weiyang smiled, "Okay, you worked the hardest, then... let's leave tomorrow, and I will arrange a farewell wine tonight."

Ji Luoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "As for mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people like this, it's not like they won't come back."

"As for."

Turning around and coming to the dark room, the moment the door was opened, the jug was rolling around, and the dark room was full of wine, Ya Wangjun sighed: "Yangyang, the place where you put your life away, is now all piled up. Wine, but you asked me to sell so much wine back, but I still can't keep anyone."

"Pour all the wine into Lingquan tonight, and I'll see her off."

Lord Yawang was astonished: "Don't be overthinking it, it's better to keep these wines, maybe she will come back."

"No, that envoy of the golden pen has already met Ji Boqian, and she will definitely be bitten to death when she returns this time."

"Then let's change Ji Boqian's fate, or Duan Shiqing's, anyway, there will always be a way."

Yue Weiyang shook her head: "Impossible, you can change one or two, but it's impossible to change all of them. She is a troublesome woman, and she is not the lone star of the devil. Is it possible that everyone related to her will die violently?"

Lord Yawang pursed his lips: "It does sound a bit scary."

The sound of Zigui's cry was heard, Ji Luoyu straightened his waist from the seedlings, looked at the twilight, the sky in the distance was dim, and he was still thinking about going back to cook, Yue Weiyang didn't come to remind him for a long time, maybe he fainted from hunger past.

Lord Yawang can only cook porridge, and is often half-cooked. Yue Weiyang is not enough compared to Lord Yawang, let alone other things. It is really a miracle that these two people can survive till now.

When passing by Lingquan, the smell of wine is blowing, and even the wind in the mountains has become an intoxicating smell, slightly drunk with flowers and plants all over the mountains, and also slightly drunk with the sunset glow in the sky, autumn geese go away in twos and threes, flying together She looks envious of others, this is the paradise, she almost forgot her own seven-mile flower field.

Take a deep breath, the clear aroma of the wine is still mixed with the sweetness of the luxuriant grass, and the crescent moon smiles hidden in the clouds, full of the taste of parting.

There should be a long pavilion here.

She climbed up to the Xuanqing Stone, lay down on the edge of the Lingquan, sniffed it, and it was true that the aroma of the wine came from here. She took a handful and put it to her mouth. Was pulled into the water.

The Lingquan exploded into a coquettish spray, the tip of her nose and eyebrows were covered with crystal drops of water, the rising mist was accompanied by intoxicating sweetness, making people feel like they were in a fairyland, the water from the Lingquan covered her waist, Just parked under the mole of Luo Yi, wrapped in warm current, comfortable and at ease.

"Yangyang?" Yue Weiyang's face gradually became clear, and the wet hair was winding around her jade neck and snow shoulders, becoming more and more charming.

That's right, the person who pulled her into the water was Yue Weiyang, he finally let go and put his arms around her waist, the bottom of the Lingquan pool was slippery, I was afraid she would fall.

"Where did you go to get so much wine to pour into the Lingquan, it must be a lot of money?"

"This is the farewell wine I promised you, do you like it?"

"I like it, but...my heart hurts." She frowns slightly, both happy and uneasy.

Even though Ji Luoyu was born in a wealthy family, he has never had such a luxury of bathing in soup with wine, and it is rare for Jiang Liqiu, which is not available in ordinary seasons. The altar is only opened in autumn, and only the Zuijinglou family has it. , often in short supply, but as everyone knows, this year's Jiang Liqiu in Dongdu City has already been bought out by Yue Weiyang.

"Why so extravagant?"

Yue Weiyang smiled, and flicked water on her head with her fingertips: "I thought you wouldn't leave, but I've come back with so much wine, since you're going down the mountain, I'll use it all for you. Anyway, I won’t touch it after you leave, but it’s a pity to hide it.”

Ji Luoyu grabbed her hand, put it on her chest, and said worriedly: "Yangyang, what's the matter with you? I just went down the mountain to visit, and I'll be back in two days. Why is it like parting from life and death? Don't scare me into it." Well."

"Your father and brother should have arranged a marriage for you. I'm afraid you won't be able to get away this time when you go down the mountain." I can imagine Yue Weiyang's mood when she said this with a smile, it's terrible.

In the end, Ji Luoyu burst out laughing, laughing unscrupulously, waving his hands and splashing water everywhere: "Look at what you said, I can be so stupid. I said I want to go back and have a look. Father and brother An Ran can rest assured that they won't hang around in front of them, especially Dad, who thinks about how to marry me all day long, how can I let him know that I am still alive, if you are worried, come with me Ah, anyway, you haven’t been down the mountain much, so I just happened to show you around.”

"You really think so?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Luoyu swam forward, hooked her fingers on her slender shoulders and met her eyes, "You saved my life several times, don't you want me to promise you with your body?"

"No picture."

Ji Luoyu curled his lips: "If you don't draw a picture, don't draw it. Anyway, you promised me, and the promise was not fulfilled. How dare you drive me away?"

"What do I promise you?"

"Get married! You said it yourself in front of the Bodhisattva that day, but now you don't want to admit it? You can't do anything if you don't want to. I'm already dependent on you."

"But that day...you didn't agree."

Ji Luoyu murmured, "That day... because it was so sudden, I wasn't prepared at all."

Yue Weiyang almost shed tears, obviously nothing happened, how can there be a feeling of being lost and found again, she brought a plate from the bluestone, left the last pot of wine on it, and two jade cups, facing the moonlight With a shimmer, the wine inside is also crystal clear.

She handed over a glass, and accidentally spilled a drop or two: "I thought I was going to see you off tonight, so I poured two full glasses."

Ji Luo took it in advance, saw her toasting, suddenly hid aside, and asked: "I'm all ready, should you do it or not?"

Yue Weiyang's smile is like the moon and stars in the nine heavens, shining brightly: "I should, I should not be good."

"Since it's agreed, we can't clink glasses again tonight, it's time for a clink." She said as she walked around Yue Weiyang's arm, drank it all in one gulp, and then poured the glass upside down, not a single drop remained.

It's not like Yue Weiyang can't afford to have fun, even though she doesn't drink at all, she broke her precept tonight, and she drank the fine wine in her glass with her head up. To be honest, she was a bit over the top, her cheeks were pink like rouge, Ji Luo I like it so much, my words are lingering, and my tone of voice is waxy: "Yangyang, give me a bite, I want to eat."

Yue Weiyang's breathing began to become short of breath, and she was afraid of being unable to control herself due to overwhelmed alcohol, so she softly pushed her away: "Wait, wait until I count the time, then I will give you a phoenix crown...a wedding dress..."

She shook her head, hooked her arms around her neck, and the two were close at hand, exchanging breaths with each other: "Yangyang, why don't you understand, the best wedding dress is not to wear it, the best moment is now, the best The person you want is right in front of you, and I want it now, will you give it?"

The brilliance of the moonlight is like polished pearl dust, which has been crushed by the mountain wind to disperse the clouds and mist, so she is dazzled, drunk, and in a trance, she feels the underwater undercurrent surging, warm waves and cool waves hit the ground layer by layer, The belt was also washed away, and the wet part was tightly tied to her body, fitting her exquisite curves.

She probably forgot the feeling of drunkenness, and was not used to the ecstasy of a fairy, thinking that she had fallen into Ji Luoyu's trap, so she rascally raised her small face and asked foolishly, "Have you ever touched me?" Charm?"

After hearing this, Ji Luoyu felt as if a piece of moonlight had been cast on his heart, it was icy cold, how could she play tricks on her, he took her hand away and asked back: "Have you ever been attracted to me?"

Being disliked by her before, and now being suspected by her again, who can bear it: "I won't let you go tonight." She licked the corners of her mouth with the tip of her warm tongue, the faint smell of wine lingering, she suddenly approached, and gently held her lips. Touching Yue Weiyang's lips, her greedy nature was revealed between the bites. After a few days of sharing the same bed, she still couldn't get her sincerity. It's unforgivable!

It’s not scary if she uses coquettish techniques, she’s scary if she doesn’t use coquettish techniques. Clothes are entangled in the water, and people are entangled with each other. Her legs began to restless and invaded Yue Weiyang’s waist. In her scorching breath, she was like a deer that lost its direction, rushing and slowing down, stumbling, until she felt the strength in her waist and the oppressive feeling wrapped in tenderness, she was on the verge of suffocation.

But she didn't know that the frenzy suppressed under her bony fascination was like a wildfire, devouring her reserved and proud inch by inch, as if a voice whispered in her ear: Give up, this is not what you want, For thousands of years, it's time to turn back, and turning back is the shore.

After giving up struggling, she regained consciousness and her own breathing, opened her eyes suddenly, with awakened anger, overbearingly destroying Ji Luoyu's lingering tenderness, and kissed back forcefully until her teeth were filled with blood. sweet and greasy.

Tougher than her last time.

Yue Weiyang gently caressed her side face with her gentle fingertips, and whispered softly in her ear with a hoarse and clear voice: "You shouldn't have come to provoke me." Seemingly gentle, but hidden an imperceptible threat, Like an elegant and greedy cat asking the butterfly in the palm "Do you regret it?"

Ji Luoyu didn't know anything about her pain, yet he loved her boldly and passionately because of it, regardless of the secular and ethical codes, and Yue Weiyang's threat seemed to her like a provocation, which aroused her even more. The courage to be fearless.

"So what if I provoke you? If you regret it, you shouldn't blame me. You should blame me for not saving me and letting me look up at your face when I woke up from the nightmare of the previous life." Her hands fiddled with Yue Weiyang's temples. Qingsi whispered, "So, have you ever been tempted by me?"

Yue Weiyang didn't answer, her colorful lips brushed across her neck, and kissed her deeply on the clothes mole on her chest, pushing her to the depths of the spiritual spring, while the water splashed everywhere, she lied to her body, Those slender hands can tear clothes effortlessly even in the water.

Layers upon layers of ripples from the Lingquan mottled the night, and the two sank and sank in the lingering drunkenness.