Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

As soon as he left, Feng Xiangyue got up, but her head was dizzy for a while, so she had to lean against the wall first.

Not long after, Hai Jing pushed open the door, holding a wooden tray with a cup of tea in his hand, "Master Gu, are you awake? You drank too much yesterday. Let's have a cup of tea first. I'm boiling water for you. Wash your body later to relieve fatigue."

Seeing that he didn't mention what happened last night, Feng Xiangyue also took it as if it never happened, took a sip of the tea, but couldn't help wondering, "You also drank a lot yesterday, why are you okay?"

Hai Jing blinked mysteriously, "Master Gu, I'm never drunk."

Feng Xiangyue let out a sigh, and rubbed her head uncomfortably.Hai Jing gently held his shoulders and let him lean against the bed, "Wait for me, I'll get the hot water."

Feng Xiangyue nodded slightly, Hai Jing turned around and went out, carried warm water and a wooden basin into the house, but saw Feng Xiangyue fell asleep again.

He smiled helplessly, and patted Feng Xiangyue on the shoulder, "Master Gu, get up, it will be even more uncomfortable if you sleep again."

Feng Xiangyue opened her eyes and looked at him in a daze, then gradually came to her senses, got up and got out of bed, "You go out, I will wash myself."

"No, judging by your current appearance, you might fall asleep while washing." Hai Jing shook his head.

"How is that possible! Get out as soon as I tell you!" Feng Xiangyue seemed to have regained some energy, glared at Hai Jing, and pushed him out of the door.

Hai Jing was pushed and staggered, and the door slammed shut right in front of him as soon as he turned around.

"Really, why be ashamed." Hai Jing rubbed his nose amusedly, and stood by the door without leaving, lest Feng Xiangyue really fell asleep.

After a while, the door creaked open, and Feng Xiangyue walked out of the hut, fully dressed.

He turned his head abruptly, and saw Hai Jing leaning against the outside of the house with his arms folded, his brows and eyes were curved, his lips were slightly raised, looking gentle, he couldn't help asking: "You've been waiting outside?"

"Well, I'm here to wait for your errand anytime." Hai Jing blinked and said with a smile.

Feng Xiangyue rolled his eyes at him, but his heart was warm.He glanced at the commoner clothes on Hai Jing, and couldn't help but said, "You've been wearing this servant's clothes for a long time, anyway, there's nothing to do now, I'll go buy some clothes with you."

Hai Jing's eyes widened in surprise, "Aren't you going to Beaulieu City today?"

"It only takes one day to go from Qifeng to Panlong City, and Lu Feixian doesn't have a banquet tomorrow, so why worry?" Feng Xiangyue said lightly, "Besides, Feng Yinghua has so many injuries on her body. A few days are better."

Hai Jing smiled, "I see, Master Gu, you have a really kind heart."

Feng Xiangyue glared at him, shook her hands and walked out, "Don't get me wrong, it's just that you are too poorly dressed to block my eyes!"

"Okay, I will definitely dress up in front of you from now on." Hai Jing couldn't help laughing, and while joking, followed Feng Xiangyue out of the fishing village.

The two wandered around in Qifeng City, bought a set of water blue brocade clothes for Hai Jing, and bought some dry food for the road.Three days later, Feng Yinghua's body recovered a little, and everyone set off for Panlong City.

When the group arrived at Beaulieu City, it was already dinner time.Panlong City is also located on the bank of the Yucang River. The scenery in the city is similar to that of a phoenix, with cargo ships coming and going, merchants gathering, and it is very lively.The only difference from Qifeng City is that because tomorrow is Lu Feixian's birthday banquet, there are still many people from the rivers and lakes walking in the city with swords and swords.

Seeing this situation, Hai Jing and Feng Xiangyue had no choice but to look for the inn after the carriage was changed.However, when everyone came to the inn hall, they couldn't help but stop, and their eyes were attracted by an old Taoist priest in the left corner.

The old Taoist had a childlike face and crane temples, wearing a kerchief on his head, and a dark blue Taoist robe, his two white mustaches hung down like willow leaves, and he lifted them up and hung them on his ears, so that he could eat a bowl of noodle soup in front of him.

And on that table, there were several plates of pastries and halva and a jug of fine wine.He sizzled the noodles, grabbed a few pieces of snacks and stuffed them into his mouth from time to time, smacking his lips contentedly, he ate a table of ordinary food like delicacies.

Seeing the old Taoist, Yun Tong couldn't help laughing, "Watching this old man eat really whets the appetite."

The little errand at the side smiled and said: "Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have seen someone eat so deliciously."

Hai Jing looked at the old man, but couldn't help laughing, and recognized at a glance that the man was the abbot of Chu Jingguan, Taoist Duan Hong.Because Chujingguan is a place of pure cultivation, even though it is one of the eight sects, it seldom appears in the market, and few people have seen Duanhong Daoist's face.

Since Feng Yinghua's wound hadn't healed, everyone sent a waiter to deliver the meal to his room.Not long after, the rest of the meals were served one after another.As soon as everyone took the bamboo chopsticks and was about to start, a tall and strong man rushed into the hall.

The man was also dressed as a Taoist priest. He looked dignified and dignified, but there was a "Sichuan" line between his eyebrows, which seemed to be caused by frequent frowning.

When he saw Daoist Duan Hong, his expression twisted for a while, and then he hurried to the table, "Master! Why did you disappear in a blink of an eye! ... How can there be meat in this dough! And this pot of wine... …Master, I observe the precepts to forbid eating meat and drinking alcohol. You have practiced Taoism for decades, but why are you still so self-willed? How can you become a model for the disciples of Quanguan..."

Daoist Duan Hong took a sip of wine slowly, and waved a finger in front of the man, "Oh, you have to enjoy yourself to the fullest in life, drink as much as you can, and eat as much as you have meat."

Veins suddenly popped up on the man's forehead, "Master! How can you say that! If you continue to act like this, I will make you sit on the Siguo Cliff for the whole night! Come back with me!"

Everyone in the inn snickered, thinking that this pair of master and apprentice was too abnormal.When Daoist Duanhong heard Siguoya, his face turned pale, his eyes rolled and suddenly landed on Hai Jing.

Hai Jing felt a chill down his spine, and saw Daoist Duan Hong walking towards him.Feng Xiangyue paused while holding the chopsticks, and was thinking about what this Taoist wanted to do when he saw Daoist Duan Hong holding Hai Jing sadly, "Hey, little Xiong-Di, it's rare that you invite the poor Taoist to drink and eat noodles. But now I was interrupted by that ignorant disciple of Pindao... You should say something nice for Pindao, otherwise it will be difficult for Pindao to go back..."

After all, he kept winking at Haijing.Hai Jing knew that Daoist Duan Hong had recognized him, so he sighed helplessly, and said to the man: "I have admired my master for a long time, and today I finally saw the beauty, so I want to be friends, and I hope that brother will not touch me How about I invite the two of you to eat some vegetarian dishes, so we can be friends."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched and he snorted coldly, but he didn't refuse.Hai Jing then called Xiao Er to reserve a room, ordered a few more vegetarian dishes, and let everyone move into the room.

Jialan looked confused because of the accident, Yuntong and Xuanguang entered the house with smiles and laughter because of the crowds, although they didn't know what to do.

Feng Xiangyue grabbed Hai Jing outside the door, with a displeased expression on his face, "What's going on?"

Hai Jing said in a low voice: "The old Taoist is the Taoist priest Chujing Guanduan, and that man is his first disciple Mo Chaqing. I have stayed in the temple for a few years, they must have recognized me."

"Then you still invite them to dinner? What if you are caught as a smiling thief?" Feng Xiangyue frowned.

"Don't worry, they have a deep friendship with me, and they won't do anything to me." Hai Jing said, brought Feng Xiangyue into the room, and closed the door behind him.