The willow leaves are slowly

Chapter 82 I am a martial artist after all!

Liu Qingyin stepped forward to help him up and said, "No, no, I am a martial artist after all."

Half an hour later...

Her lips trembled, and she leaned on her sword with trembling hands, looking at the steps that pierced the clouds, feeling very desperate.

"Ayin, let me carry you on my back." Ye Hansheng said, touching her head.

Liu Qingyin wiped the sweat from her head and nodded gratefully.

"Am I very heavy?" Liu Qingyin asked embarrassedly in his ear with a sweet breath.

"Yeah, it's very heavy!" Ye Han said softly.

"Hmph! Then I won't come down either!" She patted his shoulder angrily and said.

Ye Hansheng laughed, and after a moment he said, "Ayin is very heavy in my heart, but very light on my back!" As he said that, he shook her off his back.

She pulled his ears and said with a smile, "That's more like it!"

In this way, I successfully walked through the three thousand steps and arrived at the gate of Fenglan Temple.

The front of Fenglan Temple was deserted, with fallen leaves blown everywhere by the wind. It looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time...

"Isn't it said that Fenglan Temple... is very popular?" Liu Qingyin looked at Ye Hansheng and A Cheng and asked, "This scene... doesn't look like there are many people."

"It's really weird!" Ye Hansheng said as he looked around.

Ah Cheng walked up and knocked on the temple door, but after knocking for a long time no monk came to open it.

"Brother, why don't we sneak in!" Ashun said in a low voice.

As they were talking, two monks walked out of the temple.

The young monk stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Amitabha, benefactor, our temple is under renovation. A notice board should be erected at the foot of the mountain. We cannot receive you donors in the near future. Please forgive us."

"May I ask the monk's name?" Ye asked coldly.

"My Buddhist name is Yuantong," the young monk said respectfully.

"Puff!" Liu Qingyin, who was drinking water, almost spit it out after hearing such a familiar name in this world.

"Madam, are you okay?" Ye Hansheng frowned and hurried forward to support Liu Qingyin.

Liu Qingyin immediately understood and pretended to be weak and collapsed in his arms.

She said weakly, "Master Yuantong, I am weak and cannot walk any more. I hope you will be merciful and take me in."

"Master, my wife has always been in poor health. This time I came here to pray to the Buddha to see when my wife's health can get better so that we can have children. Considering our piety, I hope the master will take us in."

"I also hope to give birth to a child for my husband as soon as possible, to have him on my knees and to enjoy his happiness. This is what I dream of!" Liu Qingyin looked at Ye Han with a sincere and heartfelt voice, her eyes full of tears.

The young monk Yuantong looked at the monk next to him, and the monk nodded in response.

"Okay, then follow me!"

"Thank you, Master Yuantong!" Ye said coldly.

They entered Fenglan Temple and followed the two monks forward.

"Junior brother, please arrange for the three donors. I still have to go and chant sutras."

"Brother Yuankong, take care!" Yuantong respectfully saw Yuankong off.

He took Ye Hansheng and the other two to the temple's guest rooms for pilgrims to stay overnight.

"Donor, the main hall is still under renovation. You can go there to burn incense in a few days. Please rest for a few days." Yuantong continued, "These two guest rooms are for the three of you to stay in. You can cook in the kitchen. All the ingredients are available."

"Thank you, Master Yuantong. We will definitely donate more money." Ye Hansheng said humbly and politely.

Yuantong bowed respectfully and then said seriously: "The temple has some rules, please be sure to abide by them!"

"Please tell me, Master Yuantong." Ye Hansheng said respectfully.

"Amitabha, first of all, all pilgrims staying overnight are not allowed to leave their rooms after midnight.

Second, you are not allowed to fight, drink alcohol, eat meat, or make loud noises while staying in the temple.

Third, you are not allowed to go into the back mountain to hunt or kill animals in the temple during your stay.

Fourth, ahem!" Yuantong blushed slightly.

"What is the fourth one? Master, please feel free to tell me." Liu Qingyin said softly.

Yuantong cleared his throat and said, "Amitabha, fourthly, no matter if you are brothers, sisters or husband and wife! During your stay... you are not allowed to have sex! Pilgrims are also not allowed to have any rebellious behavior with any animals, plants or tools!"

After he finished speaking, the whole audience was silent for five seconds!

One can't help but wonder what Fenglan Temple has been through that led to the fourth rule...

Then Ye Hansheng replied softly: "Master, please rest assured, we will abide by the temple's rules."

"Amitabha! Please do as you please, benefactors. I will take my leave now."

"Master, take care!" The three of them bowed and saw Yuantong off.

"Acheng, you stay in that room, and my wife and I will stay in this room." Ye Hansheng arranged.

"We're going to live in the same room?" Liu Qingyin widened her eyes and looked at him with a little surprise.

Ye Hansheng held her waist, glanced at the big tree over there, nodded and said, "Yes, Madam, are you still unwilling to forgive your husband?"

Liu Qingyin understood immediately, leaned against his chest, and said delicately: "Let's see how you behave in the future. If you continue to get entangled with Miss Wu, I will never let you go!"

"Don't be angry, madam. I am devoted to you and will never be moved by others..." Ye Hansheng said as he walked and embraced Liu Qingyin into the room.

Two figures emerged from behind the tree.

"Brother, they are just ordinary pilgrims, there is no problem." Yuantong glanced at Yuankong and said cautiously.

"It's best if you're an ordinary pilgrim!" Yuankong strode away with a wave of his sleeves.

Ye Hansheng and Liu Qingyin saw the two of them clearly through the crack in the door.

He looked at her, Liu Qingyin raised his eyebrows and showed a sly smile.

The room where the pilgrims stayed faced south and was simply furnished with two small wooden beds covered with thin cotton pads and a small quilt at the head of the bed. Near the door there was a small window covered with white paper and a small stove for heating.

There is a long wooden table next to the east wall, on which are placed two teacups, a teapot and a kettle. Under the table are a small stool and a small wooden basin, on which are placed two white gauze towels.

As no one had lived there for a long time, the room was unusually cold and dusty. Ye Hansheng wiped the dust off the stool, took out a small cushion from his bag and put it on the stool, and let Liu Qingyin sit down.

"Wow, my boyfriend is really considerate!" Liu Qingyin praised.

When Ye Hansheng heard this address, he turned around and said seriously: "Boyfriend? Ah Yin only regards me as a male friend?"

"No, no, you misunderstood!" Liu Qingyin quickly explained, "'Boyfriend' does not refer to all male friends!"

"What does that mean?" Ye Hansheng frowned.

Liu Qingyin stood up, stood on tiptoe to smooth his frown, and said softly: "It refers to one person in particular, the person I love. 'Boyfriend' only refers to Ye Hansheng, whom I love!"

Ye Hansheng then revealed a satisfied smile. He hugged her in his arms and said softly, "I love Ayin too!"

Liu Qingyin patted his back and said softly, "So, I am your girlfriend! Ye Hansheng's girlfriend refers to me alone!"

Ye Hansheng looked at her with a smile in his eyes...

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