Leaving the study, Wang Junlin asked the guards who had been guarding the door of the study to rest. He himself walked directly into the backyard, saw that his room was still lit, and knew that it was the concubine Cui Ruxue who was waiting for him, and he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart. Anyway, in this world, there is a woman waiting for her to sleep every night, and it already feels a bit of home.

When I lifted the curtain and entered the house, I saw Cui Ruxue half-lying on the table doing Begonia Spring Sleep. Wang Junlin lightened his steps, walked in quietly, sat down at the table, and looked at the sleeping face of two feet away, with his arms pillowed.

Cui Ruxue has a beautiful complexion, a tall and slender figure, today she painted a little makeup, but it was not the heavy makeup of the women of this era who plastered the wall with lime, just slightly drew her eyebrows and smeared lipstick. But it's just such a small change that makes her look even more picturesque.

I don't know what I looked at in my dream, Cui Ruxue's thick red mouth pursed slightly, her slender eyebrows were also wrinkled, she looked very sad, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, flashing with a faint yellow light.

Wang Junlin looked at it with pity. Cui Ruxue is an ill-fated woman, and she is her only support.

Wang Junlin stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but Cui Ruxue was awakened by his movements. She sat up jerked straight, her eyes open. A few strands of loose hair were mischievously sticking to her cheeks, and there were red marks on the side after being pressed, which showed that she had been sleeping for a long time.

There was a little dazedness in the big eyes that opened, but after a few blinks, Cui Ruxue finally found Wang Junlin sitting in front of him, smiling. He got up violently with joy. As a result, there was a short exclamation of "ah", and his body leaned back uncontrollably. But I didn't want her to sit with her legs pinned under the table, and the table and people were shaky with this movement.

Wang Junlin smiled slightly, stretched out his hands unhurriedly, held the table with one hand, and hugged her waist with the other.

A firm and powerful big hand was on his back, and the heat of his palm was transmitted to his skin through the thin gauze clothes, Cui Ruxue suddenly felt that her face was burning, red as blood, and the strength in her body was instantly drained and softened in Wang Junlin's arms.

Looking at her shyness, Wang Junlin's heart was pounding. With a slight force in his hand, he lifted her body that was about to fall down and sat down in the chair. Then he grabbed her round and delicate wrist and pulled her over.

The warm fragrance of nephrite jade brought a faint fragrance, and Wang Junlin knew that this was Cui Ruxue's innate body fragrance, which made Wang Junlin intoxicated.

Wang Junlin was sitting, but Cui Ruxue stood up when she was pulled over. The faint light could not shine through the tulle tunic worn on the body, and the two soft balls were exquisitely convex. The flesh rose and fell sharply because of his master's nervousness, and it caught his eyes right in front of the king's landing.

Cui Ruxue is tall and slender, only half a head shorter than Wang Junlin, who is six feet tall, compared to her tall figure, Cui Ruxue's chest looks a little thin, but if you compare it to the slender waist, this little flaw will immediately be ignored.

Looking downward, Wang Junlin stretched out his hands and wrapped Cui Ruxue's waist. The waist, which was strangled by a wide belt, was only about one foot five or six. Cui Ruxue's small waist is as slender as a soft willow, which can be said to be Yingying can be held, and with a circle of hands, there are only a few inches left in the exposed waist. But Cui Ruxue's slender is not as thin as dry wood, but plump, and Wang Junlin's fingers are full of elastic touch.

Being rubbed by Wang Junlin in the most sensitive position on his waist, Cui Ruxue's body writhed uneasily, biting her lower lip tightly, enduring the bursts of itching from her waist, her breathing slightly thickened, looking forward to his further movements. Wang Junlin did not disappoint her, picked her up, and fell on the bed next to her, and soon the intoxicating moans rang out.

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In the middle of the night, Wang Junlin suddenly woke up, and when he woke up, he found that Cui Ruxue beside him was sleeping deeply, like a dead person. Then the moment he raised his head, his pupils shrank, and a Taoist priest sat on a chair beside him at some point, and through the starlight shining in from the window, Wang Junlin saw the Taoist priest's face clearly, and his face changed greatly, as if he had seen a ghost, if it weren't for his will as strong as steel, he directly screamed out loud.

"You...... Is it a human or a ghost. Wang Junlin took a deep breath, forcibly calmed himself, and asked in a deep voice.

That's right, this Taoist priest is none other than the "corpse" of the Taoist priest who was in the same sarcophagus with him when Wang Junlin had just traveled to this era.

"I'm naturally human." This Taoist priest looked at Wang Junlin, his expression was very strange, compared to the original intention of retrieving the jade pendant and the Dao scroll, and then killing Wang Junlin, he didn't seem to have the slightest murderous intention towards Wang Junlin at this time, and his eyes were full of infinite curiosity and questions about Wang Junlin, as well as a different kind of thought.

Wang Junlin was silent for a while, and said: "The junior didn't know that the senior was still alive that day, and took the senior's things without authorization, and asked the senior to forgive him. ”

Lao Dao's eyes were deep, his eyes were like electricity, and he stared at Wang Junlin for a long time before he said: "Poor Dao found the two tomb robbers that day and learned about the whole thing. ”

When Wang Junlin heard this, his face changed again, and crossing into this world was his biggest secret, and he never thought of telling anyone. But the strange thing he appeared at that time was that there were two people who knew, that is, the two tomb robbers, and he had also thought of finding these two people and killing them, but with his current strength, although he wanted to find these two people, although it was not possible. Looking for a needle in a haystack, but it's never easy.

He remembered very well that this old Taoist was in a very peculiar state at that time, not only his eyes were closed, but all the sensory systems in his body should be unconscious, and he was really the same as a dead person. That's why he was able to take the blood jade and the beast skin scroll. In other words, this old Taoist didn't know that he was originally staying in that sarcophagus.

But now that Lao Dao has found the two tomb robbers, he has obviously learned the details of what happened at that time. The most important thing is that he can't explain why he appeared in a coffin covered with a sarcophagus, because in order to prevent the corpse, the ancients would repair the sarcophagus lid very heavy, and it was stuck on the outside, and the two tomb robbers were also able to push it open from the outside with the help of tools, and except for people with magical skills like Lao Dao, normal people can never open from the inside of the coffin.

Wang Junlin was speechless for a moment.

Lao Dao saw the change in Wang Junlin's expression in his eyes, and he was more and more sure of his previous speculation in his heart, and he was also shocked in his heart, and at the same time, his heart was shaken, but he was also secretly surprised: "Could it be that legend is true?" ”

I don't know why, Lao Dao didn't continue to dwell on the unknown origin of Wang Junlin, but suddenly said: "Poor Dao wants to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" ”

Wang Junlin secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "Why do the seniors take the younger ones as apprentices? ”

Lao Dao said: "Because you came to this world, the first thing you saw was poor, so we have a fate." ”

Wang Junlin smiled bitterly in his heart, and wanted to ask this old Taoist what he thought of his identity of unknown origin, but considering that if he talked about this topic, he really couldn't explain his origin, so he didn't say it, but said: "Fate is what Buddhism has always said, and the predecessors seem to be authentic Taoists, so they also pay attention to fate." ”

Lao Dao obviously didn't have a good temper, and when he heard Wang Junlin say this, he frowned and said, "Don't you want to?" ”

Wang Junlin said cautiously: "What if the juniors are unwilling? "It's not that he didn't think about it, called the guards in the mansion to surround and kill this old way, but after measuring the strength of this old way, he found that the probability of success was too low, and when Wu Si ran with the guards, he might have already explained that he had already arrived here. Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly.

"If you don't want to, Poor Dao will have to take you and take you to that sarcophagus to cut your blood, flesh, and bones, and even pry open your head, dig out your heart, and see who you really are?" Lao Dao snorted coldly, and said with a somewhat complicated expression.

Wang Junlin sighed and said, "Then I have to worship my predecessors as teachers." ”

When Lao Dao heard this, he looked very happy and said: "Apprenticeship is not just a matter of saying it in your mouth, you don't get up and bow down to be a teacher, my good disciple." ”

Wang Junlin had no choice but to get off the bed, knelt down to Lao Dao, kowtowed three times, and said, "Apprentice Wang Junlin pays homage to the master." ”

Lao Dao was very pleased with Wang Junlin's seriousness, stroked his beard, and said, "Very good, from now on, you will be my apprentice." For the teacher, it is passed down from the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is passed down from generation to generation, and it is the teacher's name for the long withered son, you have to remember. ”

When Wang Junlin heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he had really heard of the corpse, and there was really such a person in history.

Chang Kuzi was a little surprised by Wang Junlin's expression, and said, "Why, have you heard of our mountain gate. ”

Wang Junlin nodded and said, "The corpse is famous, a native of Lu State, and it is said that he is the master of Shang Ying. According to the record of "Historical Records, Meng Xun Liebiography, Collection and Explanation", Chu has a corpse, and it is said that he is a Jin person and a guest of Shang Ying. Shang Jun was tortured, feared and executed, and fled to Shu. After the corpse escaped to Shu, he wrote the book "Corpse". "Hanshu Art and Literature Chronicles" lists the corpses as miscellaneous. His thoughts, which integrate Confucianism, Mo, Taoism, and Law, have similarities with the thoughts of Meng Ke, Xun Qing, Shang Ying, Han Fei and others; It also has an impact on farmers' permits. ”

Chang Kuzi looked at Wang Junlin with a complicated expression, and said: "Most of the people in the world have forgotten about my corpse because of the single transmission, but I didn't expect you to know, it can be seen that this is all the will of heaven." ”

After a pause, he said, "I don't know if you want to practice the exercises on that scroll for the teacher, but the teacher can teach you." ”

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