Tucked away deep in the mountains, the village of Noki is a secluded place with beautiful scenery and jagged houses.

Under the blowing of the night breeze, the most incense in Yeqi Village is prosperous, the eaves are tall, and the eaves teeth of the temple engraved with the simple and elegant handwriting of Chanjuan Temple can't help but come out with the sound of some clear copper bells.

Since the disappearance of the man with the ice crystal mask, the three earth immortals of Miao Bottle, Chunsheng and Tie Plough looked at Yang Huai with a flattering expression, and one of them looked arrogant and arrogant Compared to Miao Bottler and Tie Plow, his posture was even lower.

Under the kind invitation of Yang Huaiping's three earth immortals, he carried Shen Qinglian on his back and followed Miao Bottler and other local immortals to the temple Chanjuan Temple, Yang Huaiping looked up at the magnificent, solemn and antique charm of Hanshan Temple, he suddenly had a feeling of fascination with the landscape inside.

After Miao Bei'er twisted her soft and slender waist and pushed open the gate of Chanjuan Temple, the group immediately walked in, and the stupid big iron plough said to Yang Huaiping with a simple face: "Brother Yang, we are still stained with your light this time, if it weren't for you, she wouldn't let me and Chunsheng step into Chanjuan Temple!"

Yang Huaiping stared at Tie Li with a cold light and said, "I see that your eyes are always dripping, did you touch my daughter-in-law's chest just now!"

"Brother Yang, I was wrong, if I knew that you were the brother of Lord Shenjun, I wouldn't dare to touch my sister-in-law's chest even if you borrowed my guts!" Hearing Yang Huaiping's question, Tie Li was suddenly frightened and trembled like chaff.

"I'll spare you this time, if you dare to do anything to my daughter-in-law again, I will immediately tell my eldest brother to let him abolish you!" Yang Huaiping turned his true qi into the palm of his hand and slapped the iron plough on the shoulder a few times.

Tie Li's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Yang Huaiping saw that the stupid big man in front of him was intimidated by his fox and fake tiger, he let go of the hand holding Tie Li's shoulder, "Brother Tie Li, don't be too nervous, I, Yang Huaiping, have always been a person with clear grievances, as long as Brother Tie Lili doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, I will never say anything to my eldest brother Brother Tie Li!"

"Brother Yang said that at that time, naturally, if I dare to think about my sister-in-law again in the future, then ask God to send down thunder and let my iron plough be directly wiped out, and I will never escape into reincarnation!" Tie Li looked at Yang Huaiping with a sincere face and made a heavy oath.

At this time, Miao Bottle, who was walking in the front of the group, lightly opened her red lips and said to Yang Huaiping: "Brother Yang must be a little tired from the boat and car along the way, come with me to the wing room to sit down, and then I will give Brother Yang some delicious food, Brother Yang and his sister-in-law will live in my Chanjuan Temple tonight after eating in the wing!"

Yang Huaiping looked up at the rusty mottled copper bell hanging on the tall eaves of Chanjuan Temple swaying in the wind and making a clear sound, he suddenly felt that this place was very quiet and elegant, Yang Huaiping took a deep breath of the cool night breeze, he nodded to Miao Bottler and said: "Girl, this is really a good place to cultivate your body and mind, then my daughter-in-law and I will talk about the girl!"

Miao Bottler smiled and said, "I see that Brother Yang is also an elegant person, so I am naturally happy for Brother Yang to stay with me!"

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Immediately, Miao Bottler led the group slowly into a secluded and elegant wing room, and she opened her mouth to Iron Plough and Chunsheng and began to command.

"Iron plough, there is still more than half a pig's head on the offering table of my temple, you take it to the kitchen of the temple to make a few meat dishes, and there is a jar of drunken Huayin that I am reluctant to drink under the kitchen cabinet, you can also bring it over, I will entertain Brother Yang today."

"Chunsheng, you go to the second floor of Chanjuan Temple to bring my lyre over, I want to play a song for Brother Yang to help the fun, I have a feeling of hating Brother Yang in my heart since I saw Brother Yang, if I don't play a song for Brother Yang, I always feel like I am in decline!"

Chunsheng smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "The sister-in-law is still here, you are not afraid that the sister-in-law will be jealous when you say this, I don't want to expose you, you see a man who is a little bit beautiful, you don't always have to say one by one, the man who has fallen under your pomegranate skirt for hundreds of years is at least one hundred and eighty people!"

Miao Bottle's eyebrows frowned and glared at Chunsheng, she didn't say anything and turned around and walked out of the wing, Chunsheng saw Miao Bottler walk out of the door of the wing room of Chanjuan Temple, and then Chunsheng also walked out.

Shen Qinglian tugged at Yang Huaiping's sleeve with a bitter face, "Huaiping, are they really immortals, I think they are more philistine than us ordinary people, they all keep currying favor with you."

"I think these people are not immortals at all, they can only be regarded as wild immortals, since the immortals in my body are so good to me, I will pull his tiger skin to live here, I want to wait for you to give birth to the child and then we will go out of the mountains!" Yang Huaiping pondered for a long time and said.

Shen Qinglian walked to Yang Huaiping's side, she hugged Yang Huaiping and put her head on his shoulder, "Everything is up to you, what you said is right, after all, I have been on the road with my child, and it is not good to live a life of exile!"

Yang Huaiping helped Shen Qinglian tidy up the hair that fell from the side of his face with a gentle face, he gently kissed Shen Qinglian's forehead and said, "Daughter-in-law, you can live in this Chanjuan Temple with peace of mind, don't think about anything else, I will help you settle everything!"

Shen Qinglian didn't speak, she just lay in Yang Huaiping's arms and hugged him tightly, Shen Qinglian turned all her feelings into a fetter attachment to Yang Huaiping, she felt that saying any sensational words was too pale and powerless, Shen Qinglian felt that she had been quietly staying by Yang Huaiping's side, quietly looking at him, and quietly accompanying him, which was enough.

At this time, wearing a gorgeous neon dress and a wonderful bottle with beautiful makeup, she pushed open the carved and hollow door of the wing room and walked into Yang Huaiping's field of vision, and in her arms was holding a very simple lyre.

Miao Bottler sat down in the middle of the room, she put the lyre in her arms on a pear wood table, Miao Bottle's lips opened lightly, she looked dignified and elegant and said: "Brother Yang, I have lived for hundreds of years and I am still the same, I have always liked some vassal and elegant things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I will play a song for Brother Yang tonight!"

At this time, Tie Li also walked in, and he put a jar of drunken flowers in front of Yang Huaiping and said, "Brother Yang, this music must be accompanied by fine wine, so that it can be regarded as fun!"

Yang Huaiping picked up the wine brought by the iron plow and slapped the lid of the dusty wine jar at once, and he took a sip and said, "Sure enough, it's good wine, the girl in that bottle will play a song!"

Miao Bottler raised the Qianqian jade hand coated with Dankou to play the warbler at the bottom of the flower, and the lonely cloud screamed, dripping golden rain, breaking the jade pot ice piano sound, she opened her red lips and sang elegantly.

The grass and trees are yellow, as if the blood is stained with frost,

I'm alone.

The back is not as long as the rivers and lakes,

I'm left in a hurry,

The cold moonlight stagnates on the face,

Please hide the overflowing tears for me.

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At this time, a cold moon hung high in the night sky, Chunsheng sat on the eaves of Chanjuan Temple with a pot of wine, and for a moment he looked a little lonely and sad, as if he remembered the old times lost in the past memory.