Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

I asked a monk from Xiuning Temple to know how to write the word reserved, but to be asked about the private affairs of the bed in such a grand manner by the other party, no matter how thick-skinned it is, I am a little ashamed.

But after thinking about it, after all, it was the beauty who prostituted him first, and I really had nothing to feel guilty about, so I became calm, grabbed the pennisetum in my hand and said, "Well, it's pretty, pretty good."

As he said that, he recalled the passion of that night, and thought of Chelian's ambiguous hint not long ago, and began to look forward to the coming of night.Kong Fan saw his expression in his eyes, his heart moved slightly, and asked as if unintentionally:

"Did you like him?"

Yue Mingxi nodded and said solemnly: "I want to marry him."

Kong Fan frowned when he heard the words, and carefully sized up the young boy with a firm tone in front of him. He couldn't help laughing for a while, his eyes seemed to be mocking and pitying.

In the end, he just sighed and said: "The young master is indeed young, but he doesn't know what absurd things he said."

Yue Mingxi could see that the beautiful Engong in front of him didn't take it seriously, so he felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, and said seriously: "Could it be that Master Engong laughed at me for being young and not knowing what true love is, and I am afraid that I will be a promiseless person in the future Impossible? But I did make up my mind to like him, not just talking casually."

"That's not the case." Kong Fan shook his head, the pity in his eyes seemed to grow stronger, "It's just that if you want to marry, you need his consent."

Yue Mingxi was about to refute, but suddenly became quiet.Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the beauty really didn't promise him anything, and the previous confession in the inn only gave him a response that wasn't a rejection, but he really wasn't completely sure that Chelian would return to vulgarity for him.

After hesitating to speak and staring at Kongfan for a long time, Yuemingxi suddenly became depressed.Kong Fan supported his chin, saw his thoughts clearly, and said clearly: "I advise the young master to get rid of this idea as soon as possible. Senior brother is such a heartless and unloving human Shura, I am afraid that there is nothing else in his heart except revenge. Never fall in love with anyone; it seems to me that instead of trying to impress him, it would be more real to propose to me."

Yue Mingxi said sullenly: "It's as if I like you, and you can return to vulgarity to be my young master's wife..."

Kong Fan smiled and said: "Young Master, if you don't try it, how can you say it easily? After all, I am a monk halfway, and I am not as obsessed with Buddhism as my senior brother. Maybe you like me, so I will take this opportunity to go down the mountain , I will be the heroic mandarin duck with you in the joyful rivers and lakes."

As he spoke, he approached the Yueming River, his scorching breath lingered on the round and crystal clear earlobes of the young man, and his words carried the seductive charm unique to the erotic monks of Xiuning Temple: "If your love for senior brother is only from a fish-and-water relationship... Huan, you might as well try it with me, if I fit you better than senior brother, the young master doesn't have to worry about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the gleam in the young man's eyes, and seemed to be moved; but just as he smiled with determination, and his lips that kept approaching were about to merge with the young man, he was stopped by two fingers .

"Thank you Master Engong, Mingxi is very grateful for this kindness." Yuemingxi covered his lips, and after thinking about it seriously for a while, he raised his head and said, "It's just that since I already like the beauty, I don't plan to Then fall in love with any beauty; it's a pity that the two of us met too late, and we are doomed to be unhappy."

Kong Fan was not annoyed when he heard it, he raised his hand and lightly touched the lips touched by Yue Mingxi, some ripples in his heart, he said softly after a long time:

"That is to say, if the beauty that the young master clings to first is me, even if I meet a senior brother I like more in the future, will I still remain unmoved?"

He asked this question with a bit of cold resentment, although his voice was softer than Cherian's, it sounded very provocative; but Yue Mingxi's mind was obviously not on this, but he answered quickly Said: "That's right, that's the reason."

"..."

Kong Fan didn't expect this young man to refuse so ambiguously, but he had a serious expression on his face, he didn't seem to be comforting himself, he was silent for a while, but said in a low voice: "Young master's words are flattering, but I don't know if senior brother asked you, What kind of answer will it be?"

"If the great beauty asks me, I will answer in the same way." Yue Mingxi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said just now, and said calmly, "It's not that I don't have the possibility of falling in love with Master Engong, it's just a matter of love Pay attention to a first come, first served, since I already like the big beauty, I will not allow myself to be emotional with other beauties, that's all."

Kong Fan felt a little stagnant when he heard that, he stared at the bright-eyed young man beside him for a long time, and finally smiled helplessly.He thought for a while, and was about to say something, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that the monks from Xiuning Temple had left the Canghai Residence, and Che Lian was standing in front of the flower garden looking at them, so he got up and shook a little bit. Mochen's monk's robe patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Let's go, brother is already waiting for us."

……

When Yuemingxi followed the monks from Xiuning Temple to the magnificent martial arts hall of Mingjing Mountain Villa, the martial arts competition seemed to have come to an end, and the knights from all walks of life sitting around the field were happy and worried, but they were all in high spirits.

The Zhujian faction beat the Songjian faction, which is also a Confucian school of swordsmanship. Shi Mingfu, the head of the sect, completely forgot about the crisis in the meeting hall just now. The demon monk floated over, and the corners of his raised mouth froze on his triumphant face.

The Yanwu hall, which was still in full swing before, suddenly became silent. "Master Gao, please forgive me for being late." Kong Fan walked up to Gao Siyuan who was sitting in the audience, glanced at the ring and said, "The Buddhist competition has not yet started, right?"

Gao Siyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Exactly. Please sit down for a while, masters. After the round of competition on the stage is over, the disciples of the two treasure temples can be sent to the stage."

Kong Fan smiled knowingly, his eyes glanced at the Pufeng Temple where he was sitting quietly not far away, and he chose a secluded place to sit in.Yue Mingxi naturally sat down next to the leader Che Lian, the swordsman dressed in tea-white was particularly eye-catching among a group of flirtatious black clothes.

Only then did Gao Siyuan notice that the young master of Yuejiazhuang was also mixed with this group of unknown demon monks, he was a little surprised, and wanted to call out, but he saw the most beautiful one among the group of demon monks standing on both sides with a calm expression. In front of people, blocking his sight.Gao Siyuan left in a hurry before, and didn't know Chelian's identity, but seeing that the young master didn't seem to be in any danger, he could only look back with a wry smile, and still watched the martial arts competition on the stage.

On the contrary, the bored Yue Mingxi noticed that Gao Siyuan was looking at him, so he raised his hand to greet him: "Uncle Gao, long time no see!"

Gao Siyuan nodded, and was about to teach him to come to his side and ask a few words, but the competition on the stage was over, and the Pufeng Temple disciple who had been sitting quietly stood up, as if discussing something in a low voice.

"Master, I don't know who should go to this first competition?"

"Amitabha..." The highly respected old monk of Xiuning Temple looked at Chelian, with long gray eyebrows drooping, and said to the big disciple beside him, "Xuanzhao, go and try."

Yue Mingxi knew that they had sent the chief disciple.The great monk named Xuanzhao was born with a strong back and a strong waist, and he was a martial monk with extremely advanced Taoism at a glance. Then he looked at the beautiful and flamboyant monks beside him, and felt that this competition was very difficult. Interesting.

Seeing that their eldest disciple had already entered the ring, Chelian made a show of flirting with Kong Fan.Kong Fan stood up holding on to the amber rosary, and was about to walk forward, but was stopped by a pale and thin young monk behind him.

"Such idlers don't need master to come on stage." After finishing speaking, he put his palms together, walked to the front of the stage and bowed to Xuanzhao, "Little monk Daojue, I would like to have a lesson with my brother."

Contest

Monk Xuanzhao was displeased when he saw that he was so scorned, and when he saw this arrogant demon monk was pale and haggard with a sick face, he even sniffed at it, immediately snorted coldly and pointed his staff at the center of the ring, saying:

"Please enlighten me!"

When the drum sounded, he turned around and attacked Daojue.

Yuemingxi saw that the beauty Engong allowed such an unremarkable young disciple to play, thinking that he must have two brushes, so he straightened up and looked towards the field, wanting to see clearly how the monk Daojue put Pufeng disciple knocked down.

Unexpectedly, however, the monk Xuanzhao came in a menacing way, and the Qianjun Zen staff in his hand danced like a tiger roaring like a tiger roaring like a tiger, and he was able to do it with ease. He could tell at a glance that he was an outstanding disciple of Pufeng Temple; He didn't even have half a weapon, he was forced to retreat by the majestic staff attacking in front of his eyes, he was in a panic, his every move was even more flimsy and disorderly, everyone in the audience laughed and laughed, it was already for this Xiu The name of Ning Temple became somewhat suspicious.

The more Yue Mingxi looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he tentatively glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, but saw that the beautiful woman was watching the two people fighting calmly all the time, without showing signs of anxiety, so she still let go of her heart Come on, continue to hold your breath and watch the response of the monk Daojue.

Only the rustling sound of the clothes being torn could be heard, and the monk Daojue had already knelt and sat in the center of the ring. The white and tender figure actually vaguely reveals a bit of abusive beauty.

The monk Daojue looked up at the monk who was attacking him again, and suddenly said in a flattering voice:

"Junior brother, you are so mighty..."

This sentence is eloquent and lingering, like the love words of the most beautiful lover between the bed curtains, but when he heard Monk Xuanzhao's Zen stick stagnate, he was forced to take two steps back, his legs trembling slightly stood still