"Young Master Yang," Chen Siyu said with some uneasiness, "How can you not see a person in such a big temple?" ”

"The Mongolian people all believe in the living Buddha of Tibet," Yang Muyun comforted her: "The Great Mercy King is here, how can they not go to greet him in person?" Even though he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart.

Although the temple was built by Tibetans, in order to attract Han believers, it also incorporated some Central Plains monastic styles. Yang Muyun has been to some temples and has an understanding of the general pattern of temple buildings. Although he didn't meet anyone, he still didn't dare to be careless, he led Chen Siyu and Jing Lian around the main hall and the mountain gate, and followed the pillars to a white wall.

Most of the temples in the Central Plains are red walls and green tiles, while most of the Tibetan temples are white walls and gold tiles. Just as he was about to jump up the wall to take a look, he caught a glimpse of a black lacquered wooden door not far away. I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart, and I took a few steps forward to push open the wooden door, and when I looked inside, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Yang Muyun originally thought that this black lacquered wooden door was a side door out of the temple, but after opening the door, there was actually a quiet courtyard inside, and the courtyard was full of worry-free trees. The middle one in particular has a majestic trunk and dense foliage.

"Young Master Yang, where is this?" Chen Siyu came to him and asked.

Yang Muyun shook his head, and saw that the largest worry-free tree was close to the courtyard wall, and the thick branches leaned out of the wall, so he said thoughtfully: "This place is quite remote, I can borrow this tree to climb to the top of the wall, and then take you out of the temple." ”

Chen Siyu saw that the courtyard wall was more than a zhang high, and said with some concern: "This wall is a little too high, it's okay for Gongzi to go up alone, Jing Lian and I can't climb it." ”

"Who said you were going to climb up?" Yang Muyun smiled, "The two of you are not very heavy, I can still do it if I carry you over the wall." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Siyu and Jing Lian's faces turned red, with the great defense of etiquette and religion at that time, two girls who had not left the pavilion and a man hugged each other, no matter what, it was inappropriate.

Looking at their cowardly appearance, Yang Muyun immediately knew what they meant, so he arched his hand and said: "The matter is in a hurry, even if there is something offended, please Miss Chen and Miss Jinglian don't blame." Seeing that the two of them were silent, he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he walked quickly towards the carefree tree.

"The two girls are not fast, I don't know when they will be able to return to Beijing? When they report the matter here to the imperial court, and when the imperial court sends troops here, I don't know how much work it will take? Yang Muyun looked up at the sky, the rain gradually decreased, his heart couldn't help sinking, he really hoped that this heavy rain would continue, in this way, Yuan Qi'er and his party could be trapped here until the soldiers and horses of the imperial court came......

"Ah" Yang Muyun was thinking about things, and he tripped over something under his feet, and rushed forward. He is a martial arts practitioner, quick to react, twist his waist before his body touches the ground, roll in the air, and stand up. Rao is like this, and he is also embarrassed.

"Young Master Yang, are you okay?" Chen Siyu asked in surprise.

"I ......" Yang Muyun scolded secretly, saying in his heart that he had really seen a ghost. Looking back, I couldn't help but be stunned, I really saw a ghost. Under the tree, there was a man lying there.

But there wasn't even a ghost in the courtyard just now, so why did one more person suddenly come out? Yang Muyun wondered if his eyes were spent, so he hurriedly reached out and rubbed his eyes.

Chen Siyu and Jing Lian came to him, and at this time they also saw the person lying on the ground.

"Young Master Yang, why is there a person lying here?" Chen Siyu asked in surprise.

"How did he come up?" Jing Lian was also surprised and said, "There is obviously nothing here!" ”

Yang Muyun's heart tightened, even if they said so, then they were sure that this place was empty. It's not that I'm dazzled, but this person appears here unconsciously. Thinking of this, Yang Muyun felt a chill down his spine, with his own martial arts, although he didn't dare to say that he was alone in the world, he rarely met opponents. But this person appeared suddenly, and he didn't notice it at all, which shows that this person's martial arts are unfathomable.

Yang Muyun looked at him carefully, and the man was lying on his side, his right hand on his ear. He has a pair of attractive ears, a wide nose and a broad mouth, a slender neck, and a beard like a halberd. His eyes were closed, his snort was long, and he seemed to be asleep.

His unkempt hair was tied in a bun with twigs, and he didn't look like a lama. The sudden appearance of such a person in the temple was extremely strange. Especially now that it was still raining, but his whole body was not half wet by the rain, and before the raindrops fell on him, they turned into a cloud of mist and enveloped him

Zhou, making his whole person look hazy.

"This person is so weird, is he a human or a ghost?" Chen Siyu looked at Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun didn't answer, took two steps forward and bowed, "This senior, junior Yang Muyun is polite." ”

The man remained motionless, deaf to Yang Muyun's words, and seemed to be asleep and not waking up.

"Senior," Yang Muyun said loudly: "The junior wants to send his friends away from here, if he is offended, please don't blame the senior!" ”

The man remained unmoved, like a statue that had been lying there since the dawn of time.

Yang Muyun respectfully saluted him again, then turned around, carefully glanced at the tall carefree tree in front of him, rubbed his palms, paused his feet, jumped up, pounced on the tall and rough trunk, firmly grasped the concave and convex places with both hands, and made a little effort, like a gecko swimming against the wall, "rubbing" a few times, and then climbed to the branch outside the wall. Yang Muyun put his hand on his forehead, looked out, and saw that there was nothing unusual outside the wall. Then he untied the layers of white cloth wrapped around his head, tied a knot on the thick branch, and with a shake of his hand, the long white cloth hung down. Then he rolled over and jumped down.

"Miss Chen, Miss Jinglian," Yang Muyun pulled the long white cloth and said to them, "Come, you go up to my back, hold me tight, and I'll carry you over." ”

"Jing Lian," Chen Siyu glanced at Jing Lian, "You go with Yang Gongzi first." ”

"No, miss," Jing Lian waved her hand again and again, "Jing Lian is your slave, how dare you trespass first, or you should go with Yang Gongzi first!" ”

Seeing them pushing around, Yang Muyun was in a hurry, he was in danger, Yuan Qi'er's people didn't know when they would chase here, not to mention that there was a strange person next to him who didn't know whether he was friend or foe. Once he wants to stop it, he may not be his opponent.

At this moment, the man rolled over and whispered:

"Worry-free tree, flowers are gorgeous, beautiful and delicate.

Anti-ape horses, inferior and more stubborn, hang up the mother's cast iron face.

The heart is like stopping the water, and the meaning is clear, and the flowers are fresh across the wall.

Take advantage of the sails and full loads, how can you cross Baoshan empty. ”

Nian Ba took off the red gourd on his waist and brought it to his lips to take a sip, and exclaimed, "Good wine!" Wine! He rolled over and continued to sleep.

Yang Muyun had a stirring in his heart, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Siyu's soft hair, and said in a deep voice: "There's no time to push around, go quickly, otherwise it will change later." ”

Chen Siyu's face turned red, so he followed Yang Muyun's instructions, hooked his neck, and stuck it on his back.

Yang Muyun only felt that her warm and soft body was close to her, a pair of slippery thighs were bent at the crook of his knees, his heart fluttered, and he was busy holding his mind. Grab the white cloth, a lifetime jump, the figure is several feet high, when the power of the rise has been exhausted, when the momentum of the fall has not risen, both hands along the white cloth to grab up, toes on the trunk of the tree, carrying Chen Siyu gently and skillfully on the wall.

"Mu Yun," Chen Siyu said softly, "Can I call you that?" ”

"Well," Yang Muyun was stunned, and said in the future, "Miss Chen......"

"I don't like you to call me like that," Chen Siyu blew like an orchid, "You call me Siyu, okay?" ”

"Si Yu......" Yang Muyun's heart was in a trance, and he jumped out from the wall. Ouch," Yang Muyun snorted in pain, frowning, and due to distraction, he accidentally twisted his foot when he landed.

"Mu Yun, what's wrong with you?" Chen Siyu asked in surprise.

"My feet are ......," Yang Muyun frowned and said softly.

"I'll take a look...... Chen Siyu let go of his neck, jumped off him, and then helped him sit down against a tree. Is this it? Her slender hand caressed Yang Muyun's right ankle, which was swollen.

"I'm fine...... Yang Muyun shrank his feet, and his face felt a little hot.

"It's so swollen, and you say it's okay?" Chen Siyu glanced at him with disgust, and was about to reach out to take off his shoes and socks.

Chen Xiao...... No, Siyu, I'll just come by myself. Yang Muyun felt shy.

"This isn't the first time I've taken care of you, are you still seeing you like this?" Chen Siyu's beautiful eyes were filled with a very special smile.

Yang Muyun was speechless, so she had to let her remove her shoes and socks. Chen Siyu gently rubbed his redness and swelling

The ankles, like that, are like a wife who carefully serves her husband.

"Is Shiso good to you?" Chen Siyu asked.

"Well," Yang Muyun didn't dare to look at her, his heart was pounding, "I haven't seen her for a long time, and I just happened to meet her in the Chengguo Mansion yesterday." ”

"Oh?" Chen Siyu was puzzled, "How could she appear in the Chengguo Mansion?" ”

"Chengguo invited our military department Shangshu Kuang to the banquet, and I, as his subordinate, naturally accompanied him," Yang Muyun explained: "I only knew when I met her that she came to Beijing before me and took charge of Luoyuan, a famous building in Beijing, and Chengguo invited her to help the fun." ”

"Since she is married to you, how can you bear to let her show her face in the dust?" Chen Siyu asked with some resentment.

"A few months ago, I was ordered to go north to enter the Beijing Saint, and I suddenly encountered an unexpected ...... on the way," Yang Muyun said slowly: "In order to find me, she had to turn to her father-in-law, who was the eunuch Jin Ying, who was the eunuch of the internal official and the eunuch of the seal, and had a large amount of property in Beijing, so he just handed over the Luo Yuan to Zisu to take care of." ”

"Shiso entertains people in front of people, don't you really care?" Chen Siyu asked again.

"It's just an ordinary entertainment, she hasn't done anything extraordinary, how can I be too harsh on her?" Yang Muyun asked rhetorically, "Is it really good for her to hide her in the deep boudoir and not see the light of day?" Then he smiled indifferently, "As long as she is happy, I will naturally be happy for her." ”

"Happy?" Chen Siyu's eyes became hazy, and he felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, and sighed softly.

"Although Zhu Shizi is a little stubborn, after marrying you in the future, he will take care of his heart and treat your ...... well" Yang Muyun glanced at her and persuaded in a low voice.

"Perhaps?" Chen Siyu smiled reluctantly, stared at him and said, "Mu Yun, will we meet again in the future?" ”

"Yes, we are in Beijing now, and there will be many opportunities to meet." Yang Muyun didn't dare to look at her gaze.

"Really?" A wry smile appeared on the corner of Chen Siyu's lips, "If it weren't for the accident, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't have seen each other today." ”

Yang Muyun was silent.

"The day I marry into the Chengguo Mansion, will you come?" Chen Siyu asked.

"I ......" Yang Muyun was speechless.

"You don't want to see me?" Chen Siyu's eyes darkened.

"No, I don't want to see you unhappy, and besides, I'm going to be unhappy too." Yang Muyun said.

Chen Siyu's eyes flashed with brilliance, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, he leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face.

Yang Muyun was shocked by an electric shock, and his body was shocked, and he looked at her in surprise.

"Okay, you hurry up and pick up Jinglian over," Chen Siyu turned around with a shy face, "I will definitely do it for you what you explained to me." The corner of his eyes swept away, and he saw Yang Muyun blushing and quickly put on his shoes and socks, grabbed the white cloth with both hands, and jumped up to the wall.

......

"Miss, why don't you persuade Yang Gongzi to come with us?" Jing Lian looked at Yang Muyun's figure and turned over the wall, and asked Chen Siyu puzzled.

"He won't," Chen Siyu said indifferently: "He won't let down everyone who loves him." Looking up at the sky, "Jinglian, let's hurry up and leave now." "Follow the path and gently move the lotus step down the mountain.

Yang Muyun watched their figures disappear into the bushes, and Fang jumped down from the wall. He was about to quickly leave this quiet courtyard full of carefree trees, when suddenly his gaze froze and stopped his figure.

The man sat up at some point, stretched out his arms, opened his eyes, and exclaimed, "Good sleep, good sleep!" ”

"Senpai woke up?" Yang Muyun bowed to him.

"Aren't you leaving?" The man glanced at him and smiled, "Are you really relieved that those two little girls are going down the mountain alone?" ”

Yang Muyun's heart suddenly sudden, "What do you mean by what your predecessors say?" ”

"Don't worry," the man picked up the red gourd on his waist and took a big sip of wine, and said leisurely, "If I wanted to stop you, I would have made a move just now." The corner of his eye pouted him, "Your kung fu is not bad, but there are too many fetters in your heart, and you can't help but do things." He shook his head and said no more.

"Senior," Yang Muyun felt that his words were unfathomable, and couldn't help asking, "I don't know why you're here?" ”