The lord can't get along with this butterfly

The summer wind came head-on with scalding heat, and the willow trees beside the road were so sun-drenched that they were powerless to show off.

Hua Zhuo woke up very early that day, dragged Ji Xiao to the east street of Qiujiang City, and even had breakfast in the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, the martial arts leader, who was always obsessed with cleanliness, looked at the oily soup sticking to the corner of his mouth, was silent for a while, wiped it off for him with a handkerchief, and said helplessly, "So excited?"

How much do you love spending money?

"No." Hua Zhuo denied, and said happily, "I just remembered this morning, there is a chanting ceremony in Dabei Temple today, five taels of silver can be used to ask for a peace talisman!"

"That's why you are here?" Ji Xiao couldn't understand.

It was the first time he had heard that gods also needed peace talismans from mortal temples.

"No." Hua Zhuo denied again, and pulled him towards the direction of Dabei Temple, "I heard that before praying for peace talismans, you can also write a prayer yourself, and the eminent monks will preside over the dharma conference and send it to the temple. Buddha's place."

Ji Xiao frowned, "What do you want to write?"

This kind of activity is very common in temples, but the prayer book is not like what Huazhu said, you can write it casually.Usually, it is ghostwritten by monks in the temple, praying for people's safety, health and success in this year.If pilgrims are allowed to write indiscriminately, it is disrespectful to the Buddha.

Hua Zhuo blinked and said, "I want to write to Immortal Taiheng."

"Are you treating the temple as a post?" Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, I heard that many immortals do this when they have no way to communicate with the immortal world after they descend to the earth." Hua Zhuu heard the crooked ways from some fairy, and said righteously, "As long as I pray Write the name of Immortal Taiheng at the beginning of the wish, and the fairy boy in charge of these above will distribute the letter to the immortal."

Ji Xiao glanced at him lightly, "If you're so blatant, aren't you afraid that someone will know you're in the mortal world and take you back?"

"I'm not a fairy, they have no reason to arrest me." Hua Zhuo pouted.

"I belong to the seat of Immortal Taiheng, only he is qualified to arrest me, but he thinks I'm annoying, so he will definitely not come." It was clear that he was disgusted, but Hua Zhuo was quite complacent.

It was just past the celestial hour, it was still early, and most of the people had not returned from the market, so there were very few pilgrims in the temple.The Buddhist fragrance in the temple is bursting, and occasionally there will be a deep bell ringing, stepping into the gate of the temple, and occasionally you can hear the sound of monks chanting sutras in the distance.

As Huazhuo said, there is indeed a Dharma meeting in Dabei Temple today, which will be held at noon.In the side hall of the temple, there is a special place for writing prayers and praying for peace for the puja.

Hua Zhuo dragged Ji Xiao over, and asked the shadow guard to take out money to buy a safe talisman, while she secretly urged Ji Xiao to take away a prayer card when the monk turned around, while no one was paying attention. Wish paper!

The majestic martial arts leader actually wants to do such a despicable thing.

What's more, it's still a temple!

Ji Xiao couldn't help but glance at the golden body of the Buddha behind him, the Buddha's radiance is golden, solemn and majestic - it's true that there is a god standing three feet above his head.

The moment he paused, the monk turned around to get the peace talisman, Hua Jue immediately pulled his sleeve, and urged in a low voice, "Hurry up, he's turned around, he's turned around!"

Ji Xiao's eyebrows twitched: "..."

He didn't move until the monk took the peace talisman and turned around again. He handed over a piece of silver and said expressionlessly, "Master, the paper in your temple is good. I'll buy one."

Shadow Guard: "...?"

Staring at the prayer paper she got smoothly, Hua Zhuo fell into deep thought for a moment.

He thought the temple wouldn't randomly give it away... So this thing is so good?

Then wouldn't he be able to deliver letters to the fairy world frequently in the future?

Hua Zhuo took the prayer paper, found a place where no one was around, picked up the pen and ink and swiped the brush, and really wrote the four characters "Taiheng Immortal" at the beginning steadily.

He has been in the Mortal Realm for almost a year now, and a lot of things have happened in this year.From the anecdotes of the Jianghu to daily necessities, there are too many big and small things to enumerate, enough for him to write for three days and three nights, but now he only has half a day.

Ji Xiao knew that he should have a lot to say, so he quietly stood by and waited for him to consider his words before slowly writing letters to his old friends in the fairy world.

However, Huazhu still exceeded his expectations.

He wrote like a god, and only wrote one line heartily - I got married in the mortal world, hehe!

Accompanied by a grinning grimace.

"That's it?" Ji Xiao's eyebrows twitched.

"That's it." Hua Zhuo felt very satisfied.

After the ink was dry, he folded the paper and folded it squarely, and asked Ji Xiao to secretly put it in the monk's place.

After finishing this, Hua Zhuo didn't intend to stay in the temple to watch the puja, but left the Dabei Temple and went straight to the East Street.

As in the past, he bought a bunch of dazzling and expensive things, Ji Xiao was responsible for following him as a purse, and the shadow guard temporarily acted as a coolie, carrying brocade boxes of all sizes and following behind, which was quite attractive. attention.

Because of Ji Xiao's reputation, he seldom appeared on the busy streets of Qiujiang City, because his appearance often meant the crowds of the people, as well as the overzealous sales and discounts of various shops.

However, this time he found that the little convenience brought by the latter was completely unnecessary for Hua Zhuo.

Because Huazhuo has become a regular guest of various shops by himself, and many shopkeepers are very familiar with him, warm and thoughtful, completely like seeing a big customer.

Later, when the sky was getting darker, Hua Zhuo finally regained his interest.

Each of the shadow guards carried seven or eight brocade boxes in their hands, and they couldn't move their hands, so they all carried their things back to the villa first.

Ji Xiao took Hua Zhuo to the restaurant for dinner.

The two entered the private room and ordered a table of food and wine. The window in the room was open, and the sky was getting darker and darker. The dry and hot atmosphere dissipated a lot. Catkins float into the house.

Hua Zhuo was in a good mood, sitting by the window with the wine jar in his arms, and the food was not good, so he wanted to drink the wine and blow the wind to the scenery outside.

Not long after, the night fell, and the sky was completely dark. He already had a moderate capacity for alcohol, and he became a little dizzy after drinking a small jar of wine. Head looking out the window.

"What are you doing?" Ji Xiao reached out and pulled him back.

Hua Zhuo's face had already turned red, and her voice softened a bit, pointing to the street, "Look."

Ji Xiao looked in the direction he pointed.

Diagonally opposite to the restaurant, there is a flower house, the downstairs is full of people, and a charming girl is standing at the door to welcome customers.

"Looks good?" He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Hua Zhuo, and said in a dangerous tone.

"Hmm." Hua Zhuo was vague.

Ji Xiao had no expression on his face, turned back his face facing out of the window, and closed the window with his backhand.

Hua Zhuo's eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes became a little hazy due to drunkenness, she leaned towards his side, found a comfortable position and leaned against his arms, half-closed her eyes and felt drowsy, vaguely as if she was about to fall asleep.

Ji Xiao kissed him heartily, and wanted to get up and take him back, but Hua Zhuo spoke in a daze.

"Qing Yun."

"Huh?" Ji Xiao answered him.

"You said, in another four years, when Lin Qiu's lifespan is over, I can no longer use his identity... What should I do then?" Hua Jue asked suddenly.

He lightly poked Ji Xiao's chest with his index finger, while thinking thoughtfully: "The family rules of your ancestors say that you are not allowed to marry another, then you must not be able to marry me a second time, so..."

Ji Xiao had considered this issue a long time ago, and was about to speak when he heard Hua Zhuo say:

"Are you going to accept me as a roommate in the future?"

"Cough, that's the kind..." Hua Zhuo looked at him faintly, with some inexplicable anticipation, "The one who suffers and suffers during the day works for you, but at night I have to sleep in your room and bear your pain." ..."

"Shut up." Ji Xiao interrupted calmly.

Hua Zhuo was not reconciled, and wanted to continue talking, but was stared back by Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao said: "I have already planned this matter. Now that the martial arts is stable, there is no need for any martial arts leader. After another four years, I will resign as the leader. At that time, we will leave Jiangnan together, and we can go anywhere."

Hua Zhuo was dizzy, thought for a while, then blinked, "You want to elope with me?"

"The original spouse just passed away, and you are going to run away with your new concubine." Hua Zhuo clicked his tongue twice, complaining in earnest, "It's too bad."

Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows, he didn't bother to answer him, but he pushed the man against the wall with his hands, and in the private room that was completely closed but not well soundproofed, he pinched his chin and taught him a lesson.

When we returned to Wanqing Villa, it was almost midnight.

Hua Zhuo pushed open the door with frivolous steps, seeing the brocade boxes piled up on the floor, she was in a great mood, and was about to step forward to unpack them one by one, but suddenly noticed that all the curtains and curtains in the room had been replaced.

Hua Zhuo let out a "huh", leaned over to look, frowned with a strange expression, and said to herself: "No, why is it so red?... The color I want is obviously not this color, did the store make a mistake? "

Ji Xiao didn't seem to care, and stood behind him and called him.

"Cheng Yan."

Hua Zhuo turned around and was startled when she saw him walking towards him with two delicate gold-patterned cups in his hands.

"This is..." Hua Zhuo took the cup slowly, smelling the sweet smell of wine inside, and remembered, "Ah, give me a glass of wine?"

He looked up and blinked at Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao gave a soft "hmm" and said without rushing to the next step, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Hua Zhuo thought for a while, but couldn't come up with any results, so she asked him, "What date?"

"My birthday."

Hua Zhuo looked at him dumbly for a while, then turned to look at the pile of brocade boxes on the ground that she had bought randomly, most of them were accessories and decorations, few of them were things that Ji Xiao could use, and none of them were Ji Xiao bought.

Hua Zhuo woke up a bit, surprise gradually appeared in his eyes, and then he realized that it was clearly Ji Xiao's birthday today, but he played with him all day instead.

After being dumb for a moment, he asked Ji Xiao dryly, "Then you, you...why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ji Xiao didn't care too much, he hooked his lips, "It's not too late to say now."

"But I didn't prepare anything, and I don't have any presents to give you now..." Hua Zhu struggled.

"Yes." Ji Xiao looked at him with deep eyes.

Hua Zhuo coughed, and went over to drink with him, her face was a little redder than before, the cup rested on her lips, the cold wine slipped into her mouth, it was refreshing and sweet.

Ji Xiao wrapped his arms around his waist, pulled him into his arms, then gently pinched his chin, and whispered in his ear, "You are."

The soft lips are close together, the sweetness between the lips and teeth is still there, and the faint aroma of wine lingers on the tip of the nose.

The light moonlight is blocked outside the window, the indoor red gauze tent is warm, the curtains are drooping, and the shadows of red candles are flickering, reflecting hazy silhouettes on the window paper, all night long.

The moonlight is strong, and people are just right.

The author has something to say: the text is over!Sprinkle flowers~!

Let's talk some nonsense after the end~

First of all, I would like to thank the little cuties who saw this place along the way!This is the author's first writing practice article. I really appreciate everyone's support. It is really not easy for someone to insist on reading here~

I know that there are still a lot of things that have not been explained in the article, and the plot is rushed, but the main text is here~ It is temporarily over, and if there is a chance, I will make up the extra episode~

The scumbag author knows that he has many shortcomings in writing. It is just a hobby, but he is not good at it. The style he likes does not meet the taste of the public.In the future, I will probably continue to write and write something that I like.I also hope that you will see my works in the future, and you will be interested in continuing to support me. Nah~ let’s have a long time in Japan!

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