Chapter 14 Yonghu Mountain

() Fang Zhong was surprised: "It turned out that the gods and nuns were coming, and the juniors were late to greet them, and they hoped to forgive their sins." I don't know that Shenni is here, but have you come to see Lord Zhengmen? The woman didn't say anything, slowly moved into the room, and stood in front of Zheng Yuanhong. Fang Zhong followed behind him, smelling a woman's fragrance in his nose, which was naturally emanating from the person in front of him, and was suspicious to himself, the woman probed Zheng Yuanhong's snort slightly, and knew that it was after sleeping peacefully, she suddenly smiled and said, "Shenni, Shenni, when I am a monk, it is not too late for you to call me Shenni." ”

It was absolutely impossible for this to come from the mouth of a monk who had been sitting in meditation for many years, Fang Zhong didn't know how to answer, so he saw the person in front of him turn around, and lift the drape of the vajra hat with his slender hand, showing a peerless face. That face did not have a bit of vulgarity, like a green lotus after the rain, delicate but not kitsch, the faint red lips hung a little sadistic smile, and a pair of bright and deep eyes were looking at Fang Zhong. []

Fang Zhong looked at this pretty face and was stunned for a moment, and stammered, "You...... You ......" the woman lowered her drape again and chuckled, "What's wrong with me?" Fang Zhong said: "I only said that the master of confession invited must be the master Shenni in Cihang Jingzhai, but I didn't expect it to be you." The woman said angrily, "I can't come?" Anyway, I also saved this Zheng Sect Master, if you don't want to see me, you should tell the repentant master, there is a poor girl in Cihang Jingzhai who has a grudge against Fang Gongzi, you definitely don't want to see it, and you don't have to waste my time, go directly to Yonghu Mountain. Fang Zhong's face turned red and said embarrassedly: "No, no, it's really unexpected to see you here." ”

The amazing person wearing a hat in front of him turned out to be He Ying, who was a quiet disciple who studied art in Cihang Jingzhai. At this time, He Yingqiao smiled and smiled, no longer cautious when he was young, but he was much more approachable than when he went to Kunlun with Jingyi, perhaps because he often practiced Buddhism, and the shadow of his childhood had disappeared without a trace. At least in front of Fang Zhong, He Ying's words did not have the slightest bit of raw and mustard.

He Ying said: "What if you come as someone else? Fang Zhong blurted out: "As long as someone can come, it's generally good." He Ying snorted, the fragrance turned, and said in her mouth: "Since it is generally good, whoever comes is the same, I will leave." Then he went out of the house. Fang Zhong didn't expect her to say that she would leave, and then she realized that she had offended her in words, she really should have said a few good words, if she couldn't ask for it or looked forward to it, she listened to it and stayed to say a few more words, but now it's good, she will leave if she doesn't say a word.

Fang Zhong hurriedly chased out of the room and looked around, but in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of He Ying.

Fang Zhong was silent for a while, hung his head in frustration, knocked himself on the head, and said in his heart: If I have a flamboyant tongue like Puxuan, people will not leave without saying a few words, or because I can't speak. I think of her appearance when I was a child, and now the appearance is even more amazing, looking at each other, I always feel that a hidden thing I have done before has been seen through by her, and I can not make a big mess. Fang Zhong was about to go back to the room, but he heard the squeaking beast on the roof, and when he looked up, he saw a small-looking, squirrel-like beast squatting on the roof of the house, and the man was gently stroking the beast with his hand, not He Ying. He Ying was still covering her face with a curtain, and she couldn't see He's expression, but Fang Zhong's every move just now obviously fell in her eyes.

The little beast was touched by He Ying a few times, and then drilled down, and disappeared into his sleeve. He Ying said lightly: "Young Master Fang, why are you knocking on your own head?" How could Fang Zhong admit that he was guilty of chagrin, and muttered, "This...... This ......" He Ying smiled lightly and said to Fang Zhong: "Come with me!" The figure flashed and flew to the northwest.

Fang Zhong was about to be called, but He Ying had already gone far away, so he had to jump on the roof with both feet, and jumped softly, chasing He Ying's figure out of Ciyun Temple. When it was dozens of miles away from Ciyun Temple, the figure in front of him stopped. When Fang Zhong arrived, He Ying was standing on the top of a big tree and looking into the distance. Fang Zhongdao: "What are you looking at?" He Ying said angrily: "You, you, what are you?" I have no name and no surname? Fang Zhong had no choice but to say, "He Ying, what are you asking to come and do?" He Ying lifted the curtain, revealing a peerless face, and said with a smile: "I don't want to sit in meditation and practice, so I specially called you to elope together and find a place where no one is there to hide." Fang Zhong exclaimed, "What!?" ”

He Ying didn't look at Fang Zhong's expression at all, he estimated his position, jumped off the tree, and said: "A hundred miles west from here, there is a Yonghu Mountain, which is very quiet and no one disturbs, you come with me." Fang Zhong was stunned and said, "How can this be done?" I really didn't expect He Ying to be so bold and say that she would elope with her, I really don't know if it's a joke or true. He Ying said: "Why can't you do it, are you unwilling?" Fang Zhong replied not that he didn't answer, his face suddenly turned red, fortunately it was night, otherwise he really didn't know how to deal with himself. He Ying waited for a moment and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go, I don't want you to answer." Even if you want to say something, I won't listen. Fang Zhong's beating heart was calmer, since he didn't want to hear it, why did he ask?

Fang Zhong said: "Yonghu Mountain is so far away, I knew that I had brought a hideous beast, and the master of the Zheng family was still in the living room, and no one took care of it. He Ying said: "Then the master of the Zheng Sect will sleep for at least two days and two nights after being purified by my Great Ming Mantra, you don't have to worry, those monks in Ciyun Temple are not dead, and they don't even know how to take care of those who have slept." However, this Yonghu Mountain is not easy to walk, and we have to bother it to take us on a ride. With that, with a flick of her sleeve, the little squirrel-like beast appeared on her shoulder again. He Ying stroked the back of the little beast a few times, and said softly: "Little yellow hair, take me into the mountain, and come back to pick fruits for you to eat." Grabbing the fur of the little beast's neck, and gently putting it on the ground, the little beast's mouth opened, and a stream of fire erupted, and then roared several times, and the fur on his body soared, and a little beast was as big as a horse in an instant, and his limbs were covered with a layer of scale armor, and he bowed and jumped there, and roared at the sky from time to time. Fang Zhong was taken aback and asked, "What kind of beast is this?" He Ying said with a smile: "This is called Wangtianqi, and it is a strange beast raised in my Cihang Jingzhai." It's very cute to be well-behaved.,But when it gets bigger, it's violent.,I like to scream to the sky.,It seems that there is an untold hatred in God.。 ”

He Ying stepped up to look at the sky, and the other party said, "Come up." Fang Zhong was still sitting behind her, the fur behind the sky-looking beast was much softer and thicker than that of the monstrous beast, even if he didn't use the saddle bridge, he could sit more comfortably than the monstrous beast. As soon as the two of them sat down, He Ying gently urged, and the Wangtian shook his head and tail, roared a few times to the sky from time to time, flew on all fours, and rushed towards Yonghu Mountain.