The spring in front of him was just right, and Bai Shi looked hot and dry, but compared to the person in his arms, it was like being in an ice cellar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since the Bai family and the Nan family already had a marriage contract, and the two of them were in love, where did he tease her like this?

If this matter spreads, it will only discredit Longhu Mountain.

"You're enough!" Cheng Qinghe pinched his wrist on his waist behind him, twisted his body and pressed it on his back, Baishi didn't notice it for a while, and she got it, but she didn't struggle at all.

"Qinghe, what is this doing?"

"If the young master is still so unclear about me, then don't blame me for being unkind to you."

Every time she meets Baishi, she can always provoke her to be unable to suppress her anger, but her cultivation is not as high as his, how can she not vomit and vomit blood? If there is a deal between them, he doesn't agree to take it, but she doesn't have the face to take the initiative to send it to the door, so it can be cut off.

Bai Shi saw that she was annoyed, but he thought in his heart, this girl was more beautiful than usual when she was angry, which shows that if she has her in his heart, no matter what she does, she is cute in his eyes.

He thought about his feelings, and couldn't help but laugh, at his age, he would actually fall into the love network of the so-called infatuated men and women for this girl, and besides, this girl is still his own little sister.

This man is truly hopeless. Cheng Qinghe let go, and when he saw that he was still smiling, he was even more depressed, and he couldn't help but turn his head and leave.

I'm really angry. Bai Shi raised his eyebrows, Fang Cai's own behavior was indeed a little Meng Lang.

Nan Xiuling, who was hidden in the shadows, took this scene into her eyes, and couldn't help but grit her teeth at their intimacy, but on the other hand, she was comforted by the dislike between them, as long as she waited, it wouldn't be long before she would definitely get the result she wanted.

Love is really a human thing, but only a patient hunter is qualified to get it. And what she lacks the most is patience.

Cleaning up the output of Foshan's secret realm, although it is all in the hands of the Bai family's attendants, it still takes several days to complete the collection, and Cheng Qinghe only needs to accept the results.

It seems that Su Ling sent her to Foshan for the purpose of being afraid

It's to find a scene.

As long as he did not get the permission of Gongsun Cheng to officially leave Longhu Mountain, he was still a disciple of Longhu Mountain, and as a brother and sister of the same sect, there was no reason to abandon it.

Cheng Qinghe's departure with a cold face naturally did not escape the eyes of others, and Liu Laosi, who had left at the same time as Baishi approached Cheng Qinghe, had a long time to keep up.

"It's rare to see Brother Bai eating deflated, Qinghe's temperament of daring to love and hate, but my brother is patient." Nan Xiuling said, and no longer hid her whereabouts, because no matter how she hid, she couldn't escape Shiraishi's eyes.

Bai Shi coughed, and then walked back with his hands behind his back: "If Miss Nan has leisure, why don't you take a stroll in Yuzhen, the scenery here is not bad." ”

Nan Xiuling's smile deepened, as if she couldn't understand the euphemism in his words, which meant that she was following too closely, but so what?

The time was already past noon, and there were many fewer people at this time, Cheng Qinghe walked down the stairs, his eyes noticed the gray-clothed monk at the edge of the stairs below, and his steps couldn't help but slow down.

And he looked at Cheng Qinghe with burning eyes, as if he had something to say, but then he looked behind her, and then turned his head as if nothing happened.

"Shall I take you to the lake behind Foshan?" Shiraishi leaned over.

"I'm tired and want to go back to rest, so the young master will go by himself!" She glanced in the direction of the gray-clothed monk again and headed towards the inn.

Shiraishi touched his nose. This little pepper was quite choking, but the more she choked, the more eager he became.

This night, Nan Xiuling didn't ask to sleep with her anymore, but she pulled Baishi to sit in the hall, it seemed that she was still talking about candles and nights, but it happened that she was also happy to be idle, and she went out to the grocery store at twelve o'clock, which also saved some trouble.

In the blink of an hour, Cheng Qinghe sat behind the counter, holding his chin and looking out of the door, according to what Ruyu said, as long as he waited in this place, the news of Jing Xiaoyu would naturally be sent to the door.

But an hour was about to pass, and in the darkness outside the door there was only the sound of a cold wind whistling, and as soon as the bell rang on the beam, a footstep slowly walked in.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a jar of wine."

Isn't it the gray-clothed monk who entered the door during the day!

He rested his elbow on the counter, close enough to see the reflection in the other's pupils.

"Is there any wine?"

Cheng Qinghe leaned back a little and replied, "No." ”

"None? Then get me two taels of beef. ”

"Not either."

"There's no this, there's no that, so what kind of store do you have?"

"Naturally, it's a grocery store."

"Heh, since there is no wine and meat, you and I are lonely men and widows, and the shopkeeper's appearance is wonderful, why don't you have a spring festival and be happy? Anyway, it's almost time to close, right? The gray-clothed monk's eyes turned in the direction of the outer door, and then he reached out and rubbed the corners of her petal-like lips.

This grocery store is found in every place of a slight size, but it is famous far and wide.

Cheng Qinghe watched him quietly for a moment when he heard this, and then pinched his fingers and pressed them on the table, making him wail in pain.

"Didn't the little monk inquire about the origin of our grocery store?" She smiled, her sparkling countenance, and the monk was stunned.

"So what? It is rumored that you sell everything here, but isn't selling your body for sale? ”

"Hmph, a dead duck has a hard mouth." Cheng Qinghe snorted coldly, then grabbed his wrist and flipped it over his head.

The ligaments on his arm couldn't stand it, he couldn't control it and fell backwards, but Cheng Qinghe behind him kicked him in the back of his waist, and he screamed like a pig in pain, this is really painful!

Just as his buttocks landed on the ground and his limbs fell to the ground weakly, Cheng Qinghe shouted angrily outside the door as if he had heard something: "Who? ”

In a dark corner not far away, there was a sound of footsteps, and he suddenly fled.

When the time came, she pressed the door shut, and it was much warmer in the grocery store.

Turning around, her face softened, "Senior brother is okay, right?" She picked up the gray-clothed monk with a little shame on her face.

"Ahem, no, it's fine." Jing Xiaoyu's face turned crimson, and she didn't know if it was painful, or if she was ashamed of teasing her.

"They probably won't come back."

Of course, after seeing this scene, I borrowed ten of them, and I didn't dare to turn back!

Jing Xiaoyu held his waist, his face changed pale, and there was a strange stiffness, but he instantly returned to crimson.

"Senior sister's skills have grown again." He praised, and he didn't dare to move a step as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Fang Cai didn't control his strength well, and let his senior brother suffer."

"No, it's fine."

Cheng Qinghe helped him sit on the chair behind the counter, and then asked, "Could it be those monks from Lanruo Temple who are following you?" ”

"That's right."

"Is it for the daytime? Senior brother has changed his face like this, is there something hidden? She guessed.

Jing Xiaoyu's current face and demeanor are like two people when they were in Longhu Mountain, if it weren't for his unique spiritual root and the eyes when he looked at her, she would definitely not recognize him.

"This starts when I left Longhu Mountain to find my loose cultivator, before entering Longhu Mountain, I studied under a Buddhist cultivator, whose Dharma name is Zhan Lone, and who belonged to the mosque earlier......

After the Buddha left the mosque, he took him to travel all over the world until the succession ceremony of Longhu Mountain, he said that the fate of the two masters and apprentices had ended, and he also accidentally bumped into Longhu Mountain to practice.

Although the two places were separated, every other week, the two sides would send a message, but it didn't take long for them to hear from Zhan Shi again.

"Maybe he's trying to cut off your fate completely."

"I thought so at first, but after some investigation, I found that the master has not appeared since he entered Yuzhen."

"Do you think Master Zhan Lin is in Yuzhen right now?" Cheng Qinghe lowered his eyebrows and thought.

"That's right. But I have been squatting for nearly a month, and Yuzhen is such a big place, and there is no trace of my master at all. ”

He used the paper crane that the two of them had communicated, but as soon as he got up, it was burned to ashes by a fire. If someone hadn't deliberately trapped Zhan Jing with a spell, there would be only one possibility, and that was that he was dead.

Since the paper crane can get up, it means that he is not far from him.

Jing Xiaoyu frowned, obviously very depressed, and then asked: "There is a very shocking rumor in the Lanruo Temple under the Buddha Mountain, I don't know if you have heard of it?" ”

Hearsay? Cheng Qinghe was stunned, she had just come to Foshan, and it was the first time she had seen Lanruo Temple, so naturally she would not have specifically inquired about its news in advance.

"What rumors? Something to do with your master? ”

"Well, it is rumored that the Buddhist cultivation in Lanruo Temple, nine times out of ten, there will be a relic after the cremation, and until it was completed, there have been eleven Buddha cultivators who have passed away."

In other words, there are now about ten relics in Lanruo Temple, and such a high probability has attracted countless monks to come here.

For a Buddhist cultivator, relics are undoubtedly the affirmation of practice and merit, and its formation is closely related to the practitioner's practice during his lifetime.

A relic is obtained by a person through the practice of vows, concentration, and wisdom, as well as his own great wishes, and it is very rare and precious, and is regarded as a sacred thing.

Generally speaking, only among those who have practiced Buddhism for at least 300 years, there is a very small chance that a high monk will be able to cultivate relics.

"There must be a demon when things are abnormal, do you think there is a problem with Lanruo Temple?" Cheng Qinghe said.

"You're right. I found that none of the Buddhist practices who entered the practice of Lanruo Monastery took a step out of Lanruo Monastery. ”

I see, no wonder Jing Xiao had an argument at the gate of the temple that day, I am afraid that it was also to prevent the white-clothed monk from entering, but there were so many monks who came to Lanruo Temple, no matter what, they couldn't stop it.

"I've been wandering around the temple for a long time, and I've already caught their attention, and it's only today that someone is following me. The matter of handing over the news to Longhu Mountain was also what I asked the grocery store keeper to do. ”

No wonder, so Ruyu's behavior can naturally be explained. But Cheng Qinghe didn't think that she would take such selfless pains to lead the two of them to meet, which would definitely be profitable, but these are not the most important things at the moment.

"Looks like we're going to find a chance to go in and take a look."

"Senior sister, you pretend to be a pilgrim and go in tomorrow to offer incense, if you can find out where the relics are, it would be the best."

Cheng Qinghe knew his purpose when he heard this, and nodded immediately: "Okay, you will come to me again tomorrow night, but if someone is still following you, then I will wronged you again." ”

As soon as Jing Xiaoyu heard this, a reflex-like tingling pain in the center bone behind his waist made his scalp tingle.

"If it has to be like this, please Qinghe and change places." With his old waist, I'm afraid he can't afford to toss anymore!

Cheng Qinghe couldn't help laughing, and the matter was revealed.

Before dawn on the second day, she joined the team of Shangtouxiang, so she was not sleepy, and there was nothing to worry about.

The gate of Lanruo Temple has not yet been opened, the fog is rising above the Buddha Mountain, the coolness is pressing, many people are wrapped in big cotton jackets, sit on the steps in twos and threes and lean on each other to take a nap, one by one like quails, fortunately there is a light under the gate, so that the black light will not blind the fire.

Knock, knock, knock...... The sound of the bell ringing on the bell tower came from afar, shrouding the entire Foshan under the sound of the beautiful Sanskrit, although I knew that there was a problem with this Lanruo Temple, but under such an environment, people could not help but give birth to a calm and awe-inspiring heart.

Lanruo Temple is full of incense, not without reason.

Click...... The door of the temple was opened, and everyone rushed in as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and the monk who opened the door had already stepped aside and whispered a word of Amitabha.

The aunt who grabbed the incense was happy for a long time, kneeling and muttering words of pleading, very pious.

Cheng Qinghe stood next to him, let the others go first, and waited for a while, there were many tourists among the pilgrims, but they came to see the liveliness of the incense, and after that moment, they visited at will.

She followed as if unintentionally, and looked around, until she came to a yellow banner that hung down, which hung layer by layer, and when she saw a light at the end, she walked over.

Not all monks in the temple are Buddhist cultivators, and they are also the same as Taoist cultivators, divided into outer and inner doors, and most of the outer disciples are unable to touch the threshold of the entrance to practice throughout their lives.

Just like the monks who appeared in front of her now, they sat cross-legged on the futon one by one, knocking on the wooden fish in their hands, twisting the Buddhist beads and doing the morning class, and they didn't even notice that someone was coming.

"Hey, this donor, you can't come in here!" A small monk walked towards her outside the door opposite, not very old and seemingly very clever.

"Oh? I didn't know before, I'm really sorry, but I've heard that there are relics of high monks in your temple before, and I'm really curious, so I wanted to take a look. ”

"Ah, you say relics? Our temple does have it. (To be continued.) )