On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

After the family banquet, all the big families in Beizhou knew that there was Fang Yuan. They were slow to do things in other places, but when it came to the power in their hands, they were as sensitive as if they were poked in the ass,? It can instantly capture the wind and grass thousands of miles away.

It's a pity that Xiao Qing protects people tightly, besides letting the two ghost kings guard the Tibetan Pine Garden, he also lives reclusively, and rarely comes out.

And Mo Xiaofan hasn't come to the public yet, and he still lives in the former place, which is very safe.

At the same time, the name of "Phoenix" gradually spread from the northern border, and everyone with a little knowledge realized that the situation in Beizhou would change drastically.

The Divine Dynasty has a well-developed root system, even if the aristocratic family bloodbathed the upper echelons by means of violence, the monks below who had received benefits from the Divine Dynasty and accumulated resources based on their military exploits would not easily defect.

After all, only Yan Dynasty can give them a future.

And the phoenix is ​​the belief of the three worlds of Beizhou demons and ghosts. Now that the blood of the prince of the Yan Dynasty has returned to his ancestors, the lower level suddenly became turbulent.

This is also the reason why the Shangsan family spared no effort to hunt down and kill Xiao Qing in the past—the "leader of thieves" will not fall, and the hearts of the people will not die.

Fang Yuan was reading a book on the cushion, he could vaguely guess the changes in the outside world, and Xiao Qing was in the study to handle official business, never avoiding him.

But he only needs to know these things, and meddling is not enough strength.

Fang Yuan's mentality is very stable, cultivating well is his biggest priority now.

If you can get hibiscus wood, there will be endless benefits in the future.

"Sentient beings in the nether world,? All enlightened, do whatever you want, and do all kinds of business..." Fang Yuan was reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, sinking inside, when the temple door was suddenly opened, and then closed again with a slight creak.

Fang Yuan raised his head suddenly, and saw a figure walking slowly in the distance, and finally stopped outside the curtain.

This distance is neither far nor close to him. It is not offensive but it is not safe either. Fang Yuan straightened up and asked, "Who is your honor?"

Xiao Qing went out this morning, and it's not time to come back.

But the people outside the curtain just looked at him through a layer of veil and didn't speak for a while.Those eyes were a little regretful, but also a little gentle, and Fang Yuan's heart moved: "Is it... King Guangling?"

The visitor sighed softly, and finally replied, "Your Highness."

Sure enough it was him.

Fang Yuan closed the book, and asked calmly: "Your Excellency, what is the purpose of coming here?"

Through the curtain, Fang Yuan's figure was vaguely visible, and his voice was hoarse and gentle.

The older he got, the more clean and hazy he appeared on his body like a mist and a clear stream, which made people like him, and he also calmed down.

Gao Zhang paused: "It's nothing important."

After finishing speaking, he fell silent, only guarding behind the curtain.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, Fang Yuan lowered his eyes: "I don't need anyone here, so go and do your own business."

"Yeah." He replied.

But did not move.

Just when this stagnation reached its peak, King Guangling finally stretched out his hand and wanted to lift the curtain, a lazy voice sounded: "Baby, you bought your twisted cake."

"..." Hearing this address, Fang Yuan gasped, feeling numb from his toes to his paws.

Xiao Qing is sick!

Xiao Qing was still smiling, but when she passed by King Guangling, she said, "Go out."

He can tolerate reusing people he doesn't like, and he can also give opportunities to his subordinates, provided he knows how to measure.

Gao Zhang paused for a moment, finally bowed his head, and retreated.

After King Guangling left, Fang Yuan looked at Xiao Qing who came in through the curtain, and his eyes fell on the food box in his hand: "Did you really buy it?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qing put the food box on the shore table, her smile deepened, "Try it, baby?"

Fang Yuan went numb from his toes to his claws again, and it was rare for him to show an expression of disbelief: "...don't call me that."

Xiao Qing slowly turned the flute: "Then Yuan Yuan, Fang Fang, Qing Qing...you can choose."

Fang Yuan looked at him for a while, and suddenly said curiously: "Senior Xiao, are you jealous?"

The more he thought about it, the more he was like this, holding the snack box, smiling brows and eyes, and finally fell on the desk.

The corners of Xiao Qing's lips were raised slightly, and she brushed aside the young man's messy forehead hair.

"Senior, we haven't gone out for a long time." Fang Yuan's eyes were clear, "Let's go out for a stroll tomorrow night, the Buddha will be coming soon, and the foot of the mountain is very lively."

They haven't dated for a long time, and when the Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly starts, they will have no free time.

Xiao Qing naturally agreed: "Okay."

……

……

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony will officially start five days later, except for the people from the Shangqing Xianzong who have come lately, the other forces have basically been settled.

The mortal world of the Eastern Continent is prosperous, and the Taoist cultivators who come here are restrained by Buddhist temples, and their behavior is seldom excessive. Therefore, mortals are not too afraid of the monks, and dare to hold a big gathering at the foot of the mountain to celebrate before the grand event approaches.

Selling pavements, all the way from the foot of the mountain are filled with Fenglin Avenue, and there are pavilions and pavilions deep in the maple forest, just like a bustling small town in the valley.

At night, the full moon hangs low in the night sky, thousands of miles of maple forests are quiet, and clear springs flow among the rocks, leaving only the sound of red maple falling and breaking.

In the midst of the silence that surrounds the entire Eastern Continent, there is a little bit of distant excitement, like a glimpse of the human world through the water or listening to the wind.The lights are half bright and half dim, like a bean fishing boat on the river, but it reveals the precious peace when the popularity is steaming.

Served in a bowl of small wontons, sprinkled with chopped green onion and minced garlic, it is extremely delicious.

Most of the monks were mortals before practicing. After getting used to the coldness in the mountains, they don't hate it when they occasionally come to experience the fireworks of the world.

Therefore, there are not many Taoist cultivators at the foot of the mountain, and their hands are generous, and the locals like it to death.

Fang Yuan also likes it very much. Compared to this, the market in the ghost world is indeed a market in the underworld.

Mo Xiaofan followed behind the two, holding a candied haws in his hand.

Fang Yuan bought it.

The three of them walked all the way into the city from the branch of Fenglin Avenue, and the night wind blew on their faces, bringing the fragrance all the way.

Fireworks were also set off in the city, and they exploded. Many children were pushing and running in the crowd, and said sorry softly when they bumped into someone, their cheeks were flushed, and their front teeth were bared.

"Brother, brother wait for me!"

"Hey! Guest officer, come to try our new rice cakes?"

"Big meat skewers, excellent meat skewers!"

Large and small lanterns were hung all over the street, and the crowd was crowded. Fang Yuan's hands were slowly clasped, and his fingers were intertwined.

His face was a little red, but the corners of Xiao Qing's lips were slightly raised, which was very natural.

Mo Xiaofan ate a hawthorn fruit slowly.

After walking for a while, before entering the main street, Xiao Qing suddenly turned her head and glanced at Mo Xiaofan indifferently.

Mo Xiaofan: "..."

But he still followed, and unhurriedly ate a candied haws.

Until Xiao Qing took the opportunity of embracing the young man's shoulders to compare a number.

Mo Xiaofan raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped in front of a jade jewelry shop, and didn't go any further.

He watched the two go away, stood by the shop and finished eating the candied haws, and finally even swallowed the core.

After eating candied haws, Mo Xiaofan planned to go back to practice, but at this moment he suddenly heard a shout: "Brother Xiaofan, is that you!"

The voice was full of surprise, slightly familiar, Mo Xiaofan narrowed his eyes, and looked indifferently at the girl who was running towards him.

But such indifference could not dampen Qing Yao's enthusiasm at all, she ran over anxiously, panted slightly and stood in front of Mo Xiaofan, showing a smile: "Brother Xiaofan, I didn't expect to see you here, why don't you Do you remember me, I am Qingyao."

Mo Xiaofan nodded, indicating that he remembered.

Qing Yao pursed her lips and smiled again.

She is the same age as Mo Xiaofan this year, already 15 years old, wearing a skirt, holding a round fan in her hand, with blue birds perched on the fan.The girl's small breasts are like hills in spring, her complexion is healthy and ruddy, and she wears a colorful knotted necklace around her neck, which is very glamorous and charming.

When she looked up at the young man in front of her, there was an admiration in her eyes that she didn't realize.

It is the age when love is just beginning to bloom, young and cramped.

"Brother Xiaofan, you left three years ago, why didn't you tell me," Qing Yao felt aggrieved, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and senior brother Xie has also been looking for you for a long time."

"If you want to go, just go."

Mo Xiaofan still paused every word when he spoke, no matter how many scriptures Fang Yuan asked him to read, this fault could not be corrected, instead it gave him his own style, simple and hoarse, with a special accent.

Qing Yao blinked her eyes: "Brother Xiaofan, you speak so nicely."

"..."

Qingyao hid half of her face behind the round fan, only showing a pair of smiling eyes: "Brother Xiaofan, can you walk with me all night, it's my first time in Donglu, I don't know anything, I can't find my way. Mo Xiaofan frowned slightly: "You, alone?"

"It's not just me, Senior Brother Xie is also here," Qing Yao said, "He's been looking for someone before, and we just arrived today."

"He's walking around too."

Mo Xiaofan was silent for a long time, but still nodded: "Accompany."

Qingyao suddenly became happy, and ran a few steps first: "Then let's go over there, there is a carp pond and pear blossom forest over there, it is the most beautiful!"

Mo Xiaofan looked at her and followed her.

But before leaving, his eyes were indifferent, and he casually tossed back the candied haws stick in his hand——

Quickly and accurately nailed down the "shadow" of the prying eyes on the ground.

The end of the bamboo stick swayed slightly, revealing half of the demonic power hidden inside. The ghost shadow that followed Qingyao all the way disappeared quickly, and it didn't even have time to scream.

"Brother Xiaofan, come quickly!"

"coming."

Fang Yuan later realized that Mo Xiaofan didn't follow, and wanted to go back to look for it, but Xiao Qing stopped him: "He is 15 years old, he has his own plans."

Mole of tears under his eyes: "How about staying with me tonight?"

It was rare for Xiao Qing to say such straightforward love words, Fang Yuan felt his palms were a little hot, and wanted to loosen them slightly, but they were clenched again, so hot that a drop of sweat condensed on the tip of his nose.

He could only whisper: "Okay."

Xiao Qing held his hand and walked forward slowly. From time to time, someone looked at them, and then looked away.

Occasionally, those who stare for a long time also stare at their faces.

In the past three years, Xiao Qing has carried him out to play many times, sometimes on a boat on the sea, sometimes drinking in a restaurant, most of the time they are looking for a quiet place to be alone, rarely walking in the crowd.

They are all wearing masks, because the avatar is Xiao Qing's trump card and cannot be seen by too many people.

Going around like this now is like the lovers of ordinary people.

Suddenly, something fell on the face, blocking Fang Yuan's sight.Fang Yuan picked up the thing, only to find that it was a pig mask, vivid, with two big blushes on both cheeks.

This is one of the three pig masks he bought in Huangquan. It was originally intended to be worn by Mu Qiwu, but he smashed it later.

However, Xiao Qing found an identical one again.

Fang Yuan touched it cherishingly: "It's very cute, I don't know if that little ghost has been reincarnated."

A faint smile appeared on Xiao Qing's lips: "Try it on."

Fang Yuan put it on and turned into a pig's head, humming.He asked: "Is there anything else? I want to see you wear the one with flowers."

Xiao Qing was naturally prepared, put on the flowery pig mask that didn't match what she was wearing, and said with a light smile, "Are you satisfied?"

"It looks good, as if the pig is alive."

The two continued to walk forward with the flow of people, bought some novelty and interesting gadgets, shared a pastry, and finally put lanterns by the lake.

There are many people praying, most of them are young men and women, the lights by the lake are dim, and it seems that they will not be found if they are close to each other here.

Xiao Qing stared at him and slowly approached.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes, but before the kiss came, his nose was bumped first.The long noses of the pig masks of the two are arched, and they will "fight" when they get close.

Fang Yuan burst out laughing, Xiao Qing also smiled slowly, then picked him up, jumped up, and went up to the roof of an attic.

……

……

The moonlight was bright and quietly sprinkled on the eaves of this side.

This is one of the highest places in the small town. The top of the tall attic is covered with lanterns. The eaves of the lower floor are tiled and the corners of the eaves are raised. It is most suitable for watching the moon and kissing.

"Well……"

Disheveled and inextricable.

Xiao Qing was calm in the past, but now she is seldom eager, and after giving the young man a chance to breathe, she entangled her again.Fang Yuan's chin was a little red from being kissed, his eyes were slightly closed, and he put his arms around Xiao Qing's neck, accepting his attack.

This not-so-small movement spread to the other side of the roof of the pavilion.

Xie Qingshu was drinking, looking at the vast maple forest, drank several jars.

In order not to disturb mortals, the Taoist cultivators who enter need to restrain their body pressure and spiritual consciousness, so unless they get close or deliberately let go of the five senses, they will not passively notice that there are people nearby.

Especially in this attic, the spire is wide and high, and the other side can hardly be seen.

But Xie Qingshu stopped drinking halfway through the drink.

Hearing the ambiguous movement on the eaves behind him, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and just about to leave, he found that one of them was panting somewhat familiarly.

He unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

……

Xiao Qing slightly opened her eyes, as if she had noticed something.

But he didn't stop, but rubbed with his fingertips, stroking Fang Yuan's neck, making him raise his head higher, completely closed his eyes, and was so kissed that he couldn't understand his five senses.

So Fang Yuan didn't know that a person appeared behind him, wearing white clothes with a sword in his hand, and suddenly stopped at the corner.

The white boots step on the tiles and the moonlight, it is cold and bitter.

Until this momentum became stronger and stronger, Fang Yuan finally realized that something was wrong, pushed slightly to break away from the kiss, and grabbed Xiao Qing's collar to pant.

Then he turned his head and met a pair of angry eyes.

Xie Qing's complexion in writing was as cold as frost, and he looked at Xiao Qing like an adulterer: "It's you - how dare you!"

His sword intent was sharp, and the next moment, he held the sword and killed him.

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie: I shouldn't be on the roof, I should be in the house.

感谢在2021-07-15?03:01:30~2021-07-16?05:18:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: ice cream, black tea, poppies? 1 piece;

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