Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Seeing Fu Yun on Fu Ling's back, the brothers gathered around one after another, and asked with concern, "Fu Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Ling replied casually, "It fell from a tree."

The concern of the seniors made Fu Yun feel warm in his heart.But as to why he fell from the tree, Fu Yun was vague.

I can't say that I had a dream, woke up with fright, struggled, and fell down.

Surrounded by his brothers, Fu Yun returned to his room.

After helping Fuyun straighten his muscles and bones, Taoist Chongji said softly, "Although the injury is not serious, don't practice kung fu for now, try to move as little as possible, and heal faster."

Fu Yun said gratefully, "Thank you, uncle."

Taoist Chongji and Fuyun's master, Taoist Chongxuan, although they are brothers, their styles are very different.

Daoist Chongxuan belonged to the kind with a goatee, frowning all the year round, strict eyesight, and extremely strict requirements on his disciples.

Taoist Chongji is just the opposite.He looks like a living Bodhisattva, and he always smiles when he talks to anyone. The disciples of Ningyun Temple have never seen him lose his temper.

Although I heard that Chongji and Chongxuan were about the same age, from the appearance alone, Taoist Chongji was dozens of years younger than Taoist Chongxuan. Rather than saying that they were brothers, they were masters and apprentices.

Those women who come to the temple to burn incense, whenever they get the chance, will have a few words with Taoist Chongji.After all, who doesn't like someone who is good-looking and gentle?

Today, Fu Yun broke his leg. If another Taoist Chongxuan came to see him, he would inevitably be reprimanded. Fu Yun can imagine the appearance of the master:

"There's still time to go up the tree. Have you finished your homework today? A broken leg is easy—" Then with a strong hand, the muscles and bones straightened.

If Fuyun bared his teeth and yelled about the pain while straightening his muscles and bones, he would inevitably be reprimanded again.

Hey, fortunately, the master has gone down the mountain recently.Fu Yun secretly squeezed his sweat.

After finishing the muscles and bones, it happened to be meal time, and the senior brothers dispersed one after another.

Fu Yun felt thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea, but if he moved his leg a little, the pain would be fatal, so Fu Yun could only look at the teapot on the table.

As soon as Fu Yun heard the sound of pushing the door, he knew it was Fu Ling.

"I brought you a bowl of porridge and two buns. Do you want to drink some water first, or eat first?"

Fu Yun looked at Fu Ling gratefully, "Drink water first."

Fu Yun still remembers that when she first met Fu Ling, she felt that this hippie smiling guy was not pleasing to the eye, and he always competed with her for jobs.At that time, Fu Yun once thought that Fu Ling was pretending to please his master.

Probably because of the similar background, they are both orphans, Fu Ling treats Fu Yun very well like taking care of his younger brother.The other seniors joked that Fu Ling was going to become Fu Yun's mother-in-law.

But every time, Fu Ling just smiled and didn't say much.Gradually, Fuyun also got used to Fuling's considerate care for her.

After drinking the tea, Fu Ling naturally took the teacup from Fu Yun's hand, handed Fu Yun a bun, and then brought the tray to the side of the bed, just in time for Fu Yun to eat.

Fuyun wasn't very hungry at first, but after taking a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, he suddenly felt hungry.

When Fu Yun reached out to grab the second steamed stuffed bun, she suddenly remembered that Fu Ling had brought her food so quickly, so she probably hadn't bothered to eat it.

"You haven't eaten yet, we each have a bun." After speaking, Fu Yun stretched out the hand that was originally extended to the bun to the porridge bowl.

Fu Ling's eyes were filled with a smile, "It's okay, you can eat it. I'll just go to the back kitchen and search for some. The buns are stuffed with mustard greens that you like, and I specially brought you two."

Fu Yun looked at Fu Ling, said "Thank you" without any further evasion, and picked up the second bun.

After wolfing down one bun, Fu Yun wasn't very hungry, so he ate the second bun slowly.

Once a person is full, he will feel dizzy and his thoughts are wandering.

The warmth and softness on the treetops during the day suddenly floated to Fu Yun's heart, causing his eyes to fly to Fu Ling's lips.

"Huh?" The eyes that surged like spring water seemed to have discovered the gaze that flew to his lips, and looked at Fu Yun with a smile.

"Cough, I'm full." Fu Yun looked away in a panic, and said something that he didn't know what it was.

"Then give it to me."

Before Fu Yun could react, Fu Ling took the bun from his hand.The moment his lips touched his fingertips, Fu Yun felt his internal organs jumping.

With some complacency, Fu Ling raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and slowly took a bite where Fu Yun had bitten.

Fu Yun avoided Fu Ling's surging black eyes, and said angrily, "I told you to eat just now, but you didn't eat."

Fu Ling grinned, "I just like to eat what you have bitten."

Normally, when Fu Yun heard this sentence, he rolled his eyes back.But today, Fu Yun had a dream, an absurd dream related to Fu Ling.

Fu Yun couldn't help but fell into deep thought, why did he always think about Fu Ling? Could it be that the two of them were getting too close on weekdays, and his mind was twisted?

"What do you think?"

"Hmm——" Fu Yun raised his eyes to meet Fu Ling's, then looked away pretending to be calm, lowered his head and chuckled, "Suddenly I want to eat hawthorn cake.

The first time Fuyun ate hawthorn cake was when he had a high fever when he was a child.

Fuyun was lying on the bed, his whole body was sore, his mouth had no taste, and he couldn't eat anything.Fu Ling got a pack of haw jelly from nowhere, cut it into small pieces and put them into Fu Yun's mouth.

Fu Yun still remembered the sweet and sour taste, as well as Fu Ling's softly whispered concern in his ear.

Because he is the youngest in Guanli, and he doesn't want to be seen as a child, so on weekdays, Fuyun always looks like a little adult.Even if you are sick, you never yell "discomfort".

But that day, I don't know whether it was the fever that was too uncomfortable, or the hawthorn cake was too delicious, Fuyun didn't hold back, the grievance in his heart gushed out all of a sudden, and hot tears fell down.

From then on, whenever Fuyun had a headache, he wanted to eat hawthorn jelly.

Fu Ling blinked, smiled and said, "If you are willing to call me good brother, I can let you eat tonight."

Fu Yun smiled, and just opened his mouth to say "good brother".

Fu Ling looked at Fu Yun with raised eyebrows, and said regretfully, "I knew you would let go so easily, I should have made some other conditions."

Fu Yun smiled, "Why is it so difficult for you to ask for a little favor?"

Only then did Fu Ling say that Fuyun could eat hawthorn cake tonight, but hawthorn cake can only be bought in the town below the mountain.

There are rules in Ningyun Temple, the disciples who have not left the master, unless they are accompanied by the master, are not allowed to go down the mountain without authorization.The recent absence of Daoist Chongxuan is indeed a good opportunity to go down the mountain.

Fu Yun blinked, "Are you going down the mountain tonight?"

"Yeah." Fu Ling nodded naturally, and ate the last bite of bun in his hand.

Outside the window, the sky is getting dark.

Fu Yun flipped through the scriptures on the bed boredly, and looked out of the door and window from time to time. Before he knew it, it was already dark.

Fu Ling and his brothers went down the mountain to drink, and they probably wouldn't be able to come back within three or four hours.

Thinking of Fu Ling, Fu Yun touched his lips, and the experience of the day, which seemed like a dream but not a dream, seemed like a chirping bird, flapping its wings and flying around in his heart.

Outside the window, the cry of the nightingale came.Fu Yun suddenly came back to his senses, absurd, really absurd, how could he come up with such an idea just now? !

Fu Yun shook his head, picked up the scriptures at hand, tried to concentrate his energy, and washed his dirty thoughts with the scriptures.

In Yukun Town under Yukun Mountain.

In the tavern, the disciples of Ningyun Temple in casual clothes all looked drunk after drinking for three rounds.

Fu Ling touched the paper bag at hand, looked up and said, "Brothers, it's getting late, should we go back?"

Eighth senior brother Fu Sheng burped, raised his eyelids, "It's hard to go down the mountain, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Yes, you have to enjoy yourself when you drink." The proprietress of the tavern put the wine jar in her arms on the table, winking like silk, "This jar is red, so I invite you guys." After finishing speaking, the proprietress His hand inadvertently rubbed against Fuling's.

Fu Lingning frowned and glanced at the back of his hand that was "unintentionally" rubbed, and remained silent.

The other senior brothers hurriedly laughed, "Thank you Madam Boss."

The proprietress looked at Fu Ling with a smile again, "Then you guys take it easy, if you have anything else to say, just say hello."

After finishing speaking, the proprietress smiled and touched Zhucui on her head, then took a deep look at Fu Ling, and then reluctantly returned to the counter to make a deal.

Fu Guang, the seventh senior brother who was sitting beside Fu Ling, uncovered Nurhong's cloth with one hand, and poked Fu Ling with his elbow with a smile, "Look, it's good to be handsome."

Holding the wine glass, Fu Sheng said with an exaggerated expression, "Tsk tsk, who said otherwise. On weekdays, Fu Ling and Fu Yun pass by the front yard. Oh, it's exciting to see those women who come to burn incense."

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Ling, "Speaking of which, we also watched Fu Yun grow up, but that kid, I will kiss you." Fu Sheng sipped the wine in his hand, frowned and looked at Fu Ling, "What do you mean? , you are good-looking, do you only love to be close to good-looking people?"

Several other senior brothers agreed one after another, and said with a smile, "That's right, seeing that you two usually go in and out together, your relationship is so good that people are envious!"

"Yeah, we all feel good to Fuyun, but Fuyun only likes to follow you."

Fu Yun, who was reading scriptures, suddenly sneezed.Blinking her dry eyes, Fu Yun glanced out of the quiet window again.Forget it, it's better to rest earlier.

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