[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Huashan is cold.

Fortunately, a stove was set up at night, so Wu Qun didn't feel the cold.

When I woke up from this sleep, it was already light.

She drank rum before going to bed last night, and now her stomach was warm, and she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

Ning Daoqi was used to living alone, and he didn't know how to take care of the little girl. He had disappeared since yesterday's meal.

Although Wu Qun brought a lot of clothes when she came.

There are also pearl rings with pearls, but even without the female officials, there is no way to do it.The peach bun that was a little neat yesterday was loose, and half of the hair tie went loose.

The little princess stared at the mirror for a while, then lowered her gaze quietly.

The humidity on the cold mountain is heavy, and you can feel the clouds and mist outside through the window.

Gu Song stood alone on the side, looking at it with chills.

Wu Qun hesitated for a while, but decided to go out and have a look.

She picked up the crane hui that she borrowed last night, thinking about returning it today.

But there was a knock on the door.

The voice was soft and gentle, there were two other people on this mountain besides her, for some reason, Wu Qun felt that it must be Lou He.

really.

Standing outside the door was a handsome Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers, and a blue and white Taoist robe.

The fog on the mountain was heavy, and his brows were also covered with dew, which added a bit of coldness.

Wu Qun blinked, but saw Lou He slowly handing over the oiled paper bag in his hand.

The oiled paper package was square and square, and steaming hot air mixed with the aroma diffused out, looking like pastries sold in the market.

"This is for me?"

The little princess looked at the opposite person suspiciously.

Her eyes are very clean, and she can see to the end at a glance.Lou He knew what she wanted to ask even if he didn't speak.

The corners of the lips are slightly bent:

"This Bazhen Cake is a specialty of the shop at the foot of the mountain. I see that many little girls like to eat it."

Wu Qun reached out to take the steaming pastry, and took a light sniff.

Immediately, his eyes curved into a smile.

She likes to eat sweets, but if she eats sweets, she will easily get sick, so Emperor Sui always taboos these, and people in the palace dare not give her pastries.

It is inevitable to be a little happy to see these Bazhen cakes this time.

Lou He's eyes were gentle and peaceful, the squirrel hidden on his shoulder popped out at some point, holding the pine cone and gnawing on it non-stop, against the face of the tall Hua Qinghe, it was actually harmonious.

Wu Qun suddenly pulled up the hand hidden in the blue and white Taoist robe, and wrote softly:

"Did you make a special trip to buy it for me?"

Her fingertips were warm, and there was a hint of itchiness when they fell on the pale and jade-like palm.

Lou He lowered his gaze slightly.

He saw that the man had withdrawn his hand and was looking at him with a smile at the moment.

The one led by her was a pure Taoist priest, but her gaze was still so innocent and charming.

Lou He shook his head and laughed.

He just said, "This cake tastes good only when it's hot."

It took at least two hours to go down the mountain from the dojo, and the man's shoulders were also covered with morning dew.

The little princess blinked, but she didn't say any more.

Lou He did not enter the house.

Although he is not an orthodox Taoist priest, the person in the room is an orthodox princess.

It was very cold on the high mountain, and he was already soaked in moisture when he came and went, it would be bad if he passed it on to her.

Wu Qun slightly opened half of the window, and saw the Immortal Gao Hua with a crane crown and white feathers sitting under a pine tree not far away, meditating.

The pastry was still hot, and it tasted sweet and sour, like it was made of hawthorn.

The little princess raised her hand slightly and looked out the window at the vast cloudy sky.

The squirrel on the shoulder of the young Taoist priest couldn't hold it anymore, and now he was about to jump over with the pine cone in his arms.

But he was pointed out by Lou He.

He rolled his stomach and fell on the blue and white Taoist robe.

Wu Qun looked interesting, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

Just in time, the man who shot the feather crown turned around.

Lou He's eyes paused slightly, and he glanced at the red juice on the lips of the little princess in pink peach shirt, a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

The little princess blushed and wanted to close the window.

But seeing the little squirrel who was still frozen just now suddenly rushing over, he couldn't help but pause.

Lou He glanced at the squirrel and nodded slightly, then turned around again.

Xu Shi saw the little girl standing still for a long time, and the squirrel anxiously swept her shoulders with its big tail, making a "squeak" sound from time to time.

Wu Qun touched the squirrel's head and hugged it off her shoulders, but felt that the fur was soft and warm, as if it had just woken up from a hot stove.

Thinking of the little guy who was clicked and stopped at that time, he already understood a little.

He was afraid that the coolness of its body would chill the room, so he specially baked the fur of the squirrel so as not to let her catch the cold.

The little princess's eyes were bent, she hugged the squirrel and looked at the boundless dojo, only faintly seeing the back of the ancient pine under Gao Han.

Ning Daoqi retreated for two days before he remembered that there was a delicate little girl on the mountain.

The hand holding the long beard paused, and hurried to the mountain hut.

But when he reached the door, he stopped.

Because there is not only a little girl in this room, but also others.

A handsome Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers.

The young man's cold hands slowly passed through the little girl's crow-feathered black hair, the extreme snow color and ink color intertwined, unexpectedly a little more unspeakably beautiful.

Ning Daoqi came back to his senses when the beautiful peach bun was tied, and could not help coughing lightly.

"Friend Lou Dao is here."

He said this dryly, obviously because he thought that it was the charming and cold monk in front of him who fed the little girl these few days.

Lou He tied the long strands on his hair before turning his head lightly.

He is obviously a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, but he seems very harmonious when he does such a thing.

Ning Daoqi couldn't help but look a little weird.

When he saw the blue and white Taoist robe on the little princess, he almost jumped up.

"Is the princess going to become a monk?"

His sound was earth-shattering.

But Wu Qun bent her eyes and blinked mischievously, which clearly meant to ask: Why not?

There was a slight smile on Lou He's face.

Ning Daoqi blew his beard and said anxiously:

"Not to mention the noble status of the princess, one day she will return to court. It's about apprenticeship..."

"You should also worship under the old Taoist sect."

Ning Daoqi looked distressedly at the Qinghe Daoist robe that had just fitted, and felt that his Xuanyi was really embarrassing.

What he said was so funny that the little princess had a smile in her eyes.Even the squirrel standing on the shoulder leaned forward and backward "squeaky".

Only then did Ning Daoqi remember that the overthrown master was right in front of him, and coughed uncomfortably.

Lou He glanced at the old Taoist with a half-smile, and said gently:

"Does Ning Daochang feel that the poor cultivation is not enough, not enough to preach?"

His voice was faint, but there seemed to be a wonderful rhythm, which made people unable to resist following what he said.

Ning Daoqi flicked Fuchen's hand, paused, and waved his hand quickly:

"The old man didn't mean that."

The young man with a crane crown and white feathers raised his eyebrows slightly.

But the little princess who never spoke wrote:

"The priest is afraid that Ah Qun will be stupid and lose the door of others?"

She blinked after finishing writing, with a smile in her eyes.

Ning Daoqi was in a dilemma by his beard, and in desperation he choked out a sentence:

"The old Taoist is afraid that the two of you will be overwhelmed and engage in double cultivation."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent for an instant.

Even Lou He couldn't help but pause.

The little squirrel looked left and looked again.

It wasn't until Wu Qun's snow-white face had a thin layer of red, and she slapped her face and ran to the dojo outside the house, then she followed in a rustle.

There are white cranes waiting by the cliff, so there is no need to worry about it like that night.

Lou He narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled gently and said:

"The Taoist priest did it on purpose."

His tone was affirmative, obviously knowing what Ning Daoqi was thinking.

Ning Daoqi stroked his long beard and shook his head:

"Lonely men and widows are always inappropriate."

He paused, looked at the handsome young man opposite him and said with a smile:

"What's more, the princess grew up in the Sui Palace all the year round. She doesn't know the world affairs, so she is easily seduced by the outside world."

These words mean something.

But Lou He didn't care, the blue and white Taoist robe was like a black crane flying, and he was very clear.

"Ning Daochang thought I was seducing Ah Qun?"

His tone was gentle, and when he uttered that name, he became a little more gentle and charming.

Ning Daoqi frowned slightly and sighed: "We have been neighbors for a long time, Pindao didn't want to speculate about fellow Taoists, but the matter of the nine princesses is abnormal."

"People can't help but think about the martial arts of fellow Daoist Lou, why should he succumb to this desolate Huashan Mountain."

Lou He paused with his fingertips, then he heard the seemingly inactive old Taoist ask:

"Six points are Taoist mentality, and the remaining four points are poor Taoism."

His words are straightforward, and he no longer hides them.

The house is very quiet, even the sound of dry wood in the stove can be heard clearly.

Ning Daoqi no longer spoke.

Lou He quietly looked out of the window, and saw the little girl with floating sleeves laughing and playing with the squirrel, and when she seemed to have forgotten what happened just now, a gentle smile gradually appeared in her eyes:

"What do the Taoists think the remaining four points are?"

"It's just a magic trick."

His posture was gentle and casual, but the words he spoke made the room feel frozen.

Ning Daoqi sighed:

"What is your relationship with Xiang Yutian?"

He had already thought of the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique in the little princess.

But Lou He shook his head faintly:

"I don't know Xiang Yutian."

"But he may know me."

He already felt a little bored when he said this, and his body was a little chilly.

Immortal Gushe with a slender crown coughed softly, and slowly disappeared into the clouds.

Wu Qun stopped at some point, holding the squirrel in her arms and looking at the man's back, frowning slightly in doubt.

"Little girl, come here, Pindao will bake sweet potatoes for you today."

Ning Daoqi exhaled and waved.

The squirrel squeaked.

The little princess looked back, and stroked the fluffy fur comfortingly.

After the man's back was completely gone, he slowly entered the room.

The old Taoist shook his head slightly.

Since Ning Daoqi left the customs that day, Wu Qun hadn't seen Lou He for several days.

Thinking of the conversation two days ago, the little princess bit her lip.

"All diseases in this world have their origins, such as wind-cold and tuberculosis. Does the princess know why she doesn't speak?"

Ning Daoqi asked lightly.

Wu Qun shook her head.

But the old Taoist sighed: "Because you were born with a predetermined destiny."

"The great method of cultivating demons with the Dao heart always requires sacrificing one side to fulfill the other."

Wu Qun slightly lowered her eyes, she was still a little puzzled, she was born in the court, so she didn't know much about these quack skills.

Ning Daoqi swept the dust lightly, and the little squirrel who was eating the pine cone suddenly stopped.

In a panic, she jumped into the arms of the little princess.

"What happened to it?"

Wu Qun wrote curiously.

Ning Daoqi shook his head slowly: "She was sealed up, and she was speechless like a princess."

The squirrel was restless at first, but after a while it slowly calmed down.It's just that the fluffy and shiny fur is slowly dimming.

As if powerless, he curled his paws slightly.

Seeing the little princess looking at the squirrel worriedly, with tears in her eyes, Ning Daoqi sighed inwardly, and relieved the little thing's air pocket.

"Princess, don't worry. It has never been planted with demon seeds. Now that the air pockets have been released, it will be fine."

Wu Qun blinked slowly, then heard the man continue:

"This is the case of Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa. If you go back and forth like this five times, the person who is planted with demons..."

Ning Daoqi couldn't bear it, but saw the little princess raised her head slightly, and wrote word by word:

"What will happen to me?"

The eyes are crooked, as beautiful as crescent moons, but faint with some hazy water mist.

She already understood.

The old Taoist supported his long beard and said slowly:

"The princess was planted with a demon seed when she was born. In order to avoid the leakage of vitality and unable to protect the demon seed, the man sealed several air pockets on the princess's body, which made her speechless.

"Now the demon seed has regenerated four times, the fifth time"

Ning Daoqi sighed: "It's the day the princess died."

The sky is dark, and the willows are on the moon.

The candlelight in the reflected room is faint.

Wu Qun closed her eyes slightly but couldn't fall asleep, she just wrapped the quilt tightly.

The new firewood on the stove was burning, and there was a "pop/pop" sound.

She frowned, her thoughts were a little confused, but she felt a pair of hands brushing her hair lightly.

Those hands were cool, with slender knuckles, even the thin calluses on the fingertips were familiar.

The little princess held the quilt tightly with her hands, and her youthful veins became weaker and weaker.

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

The handsome Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers has gentle eyes:

"do not move."

He paused and added, "It's uncomfortable to fall asleep like this."

Wu Qun lowered her eyes slightly, and let him gently remove the peach bun she was holding.

This gesture is really pitiful.

Lou He sighed lightly, and twisted the quilt for her:

"Go to sleep."

His face was naturally good-looking, and he was like a girl on a cloud in the humble house, with an indescribable brilliance and grace.

Wu Qun blinked, but slowly bent her eyes.

Those crescent-like eyes seem to be full of watery light, soft and moving:

"Ning Daochang said that you will kill me."

"Do you know?"

She wrote gently in his hand.

Lou He felt the teardrops falling from his fingertips, and shook his head slightly:

"will not."

His eyes are so gentle that people can't help but believe it.

The little princess bent her lips:

"I believe you."

After she finished writing, she withdrew her fingertips and looked softly at the Fairy with the Feather Crown.

"Go to sleep."

A hand brushed across the forehead to distribute.

Lou He looked softly at the person on the couch who closed his eyes slightly, a trace of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his lips.