There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Butterfly heard the sound and hurried out of the house.

The door opened, and a young clergyman appeared, followed by a soft, weak, slender girl who seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

"The host ......"

Seeing Ye Hao, without waiting for the clergyman who led the way to understand his intentions, the girl behind him shouted, and ran in by herself, running with tears streaming down, because things were too sudden, and when Butterfly reacted and wanted to stop it, the girl had already cried in Ye Hao's arms.

Ye Hao was a little stupid.

When the girl appeared at the door, he felt a little familiar, and when he heard the voice, he froze for a moment, and it was not until he saw the face of the pear blossom with rain that he remembered that it was the Rou who sold herself to save her mother a few years ago, and at this time she had already pounced on herself.

Rou cried very sadly, she hugged Ye Hao tightly, her slender shoulders kept shaking, her face was close to Ye Hao's chest, and she was sad as if she didn't know how much she had been wronged.

Ye Hao stretched out his arms, a little at a loss, there was a faint fragrance emanating from the girl's body in his snort, and a soft and elastic strange touch suddenly entered the soul, and the whole person suddenly froze in the curtain.

"Hey, who are you!"

Butterfly, who reacted, was suddenly reluctant, she ran to Ye Hao's side in a few steps, pulled away Rou's arm, and scolded: "Do you know where this is? Do you know who my master is?

The clergyman outside the door hurriedly walked in and said respectfully: "Ye Gongzi, her name is Rou, she is your maid, I have to see you, I just brought her, do you know her? If you don't know me, you will drive her out of the temple." ”

"Ah, oh, yes, it's my maid. ”

Ye Hao quickly eased up and asked Rou, "How did you find here?"

Seeing that Rou was not lying, the clergyman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gave Ye Hao a salute and turned to leave.

The status of the inner temple disciple is the most expensive, far from being comparable to the outer temple disciple, in the eyes of those ordinary clergy, Ye Hao, who won the first place in the ranking competition, is even more unattainable, and he is too late to stammer, how dare he be rude on weekdays.

After all, no one can be sure what kind of big people these cultivators will grow into in the future, and respecting them may not necessarily be remembered, but once they are offended, people will frown casually, and it is likely to bring unexpected disasters to themselves.

"My mother died......"

Rou sobbed and recounted what had happened.

It turned out that after Ye Hao gave her more than 1,000 gold coins a few years ago, the girl immediately went home to ask for a doctor, but in the end her mother died of too serious illness.

"Master, Rou has no relatives now, and will wait by the master's side in the future, whether it is a cow or a horse, you are willing, master, you won't be soft, right?"

Hearing what happened to Rou, Butterfly and Red Bean's faces also darkened. Most of the temple maids were children of poor families, and although not everyone had a period of grief over the loss of their mother and father, they also had their own misfortunes.

Ye Hao didn't expect this result, according to his original plan, he wanted the Long family to contain Rou, but seeing her Chu Chu and moving, the pear blossom with the rain was a little unbearable.

"Then you will stay in the temple from now on. ”

In addition to the two maids sent by the temple, the disciples of the inner hall can also bring a few more guards and followers, and it is not illegal to leave Rou. Besides, with his current status, even if there are more people left, the temple will not object, but he doesn't want to be too ostentatious.

"Great, Rou, no, slave and maid thank the master for his great kindness. ”

Rou suddenly burst into tears and laughed, wanting to salute Ye Hao, but as soon as her legs bent down, she suddenly stood unsteadily, and fell down with a bang.

Ye Hao hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, but Kerou's body was too weak, so he didn't hold it for a while, and directly took off his hand and slipped into his arms.

"Rou, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Hao looked at the girl in his arms with concern, "What's uncomfortable?"

Rou's face was a little pale, she raised her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from the corners of her forehead, and said in a slightly weak voice: "Because my mother's funeral slave hasn't slept for a few nights, it's okay, master, just take a rest." Then, he stretched out his soft hand to support Ye Hao's arm and wanted to stand up, but I don't know if he was too weak or didn't grasp it steadily, and he fell into Ye Hao's arms halfway through.

"Okay, don't move, I'll carry you into the house. ”

Ye Hao didn't think much about it, picked up Rou and walked towards the bedroom opposite.

Soft head buried in Ye Hao's chest, closed his eyes, took a slow breath, with an intoxicated expression, his delicate right arm was on Ye Hao's back from behind, the sleeves of the coarse cloth shirt shrunk a little, and the exposed half of the arm was as white as jade.

Soft is very light, the body is weak and boneless, holding it in her arms gives people a feeling of holding a ball of soft silk, Ye Hao really can't imagine how she can be so soft when she is so thin and covered with bones, and she doesn't feel like a hand at all. Especially her soft and bulging chest, which was squeezing tightly on Ye Hao's body, made him feel like he was in a state of ape.

After entering the house, Ye Hao put Rou on the bed and pulled the quilt on the side to cover it.

"You have a good rest first, I usually don't have anything to do here, and when my body recovers, I will listen to the butterfly arrangement." ”

"Yes. ”

Rou nodded sensibly, seeing that Ye Hao was about to get up and leave, and said, "Master, do you want to leave?"

"yes, there's something to deal with. ”

I don't know why, Ye Hao suddenly didn't dare to look at the soft eyes, those clear water-like eyes seemed to reveal a strange charm, which made people fall into it if they didn't want to.

"When will the slave see the master?"

The girl on the bed asked weakly, her supple and gentle appearance like a well-behaved cat.

If this kind of question is raised by others, Ye Hao will not answer it, or say a few perfunctory words, the whereabouts of cultivators have always been erratic, sometimes in order to break the mirror, they will even lock themselves in the cultivation room for several months in a row, just seeing Rou's expectant look, Ye Hao still thought about it seriously.

"I'll be back tomorrow night at the latest. ”

The girl pursed her mouth, not knowing whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied, and snorted from her nose: "The slave waits for the master to come back." ”

Ye Hao smiled, reached out and rubbed his soft hair, got up and walked out.

"Master, it's cold, wear more clothes, don't be frozen, and besides, bring an umbrella when you go out, it may rain this afternoon." ”

When the door was opened, Rou suddenly raised her voice and shouted.

......

......

It's raining.

The fine raindrops are connected into threads, woven into a curtain of water pouring down from the air, adding a bit of coolness to Anyang City.

Ye Hao sat in the teahouse opposite the auction house, glanced at the rain curtain outside through the window, and couldn't help but laugh when the morning soft words sounded.

"Laughing at what?"

Long Chaoge, who was sitting opposite, was surprised by Ye Hao's reaction. Just now, this guy in front of him was still blaming himself and guilty for the destruction of the Yulin Sect, and in a blink of an eye, he actually changed his face, this kind of sudden change in emotion, even Yan Liuye, who has read countless people, is a little incomprehensible.

Ye Hao shook his head, and his eyes fell on the brown and yellow covered manuscript on the table, with a person's name written on each page, and a detailed record of this Rao's age, cultivation and life experience below. Ye Hao held a pen in his hand, circled it a few times from time to time, and when he turned to the last page, he gently closed it and pushed it in front of Long Chaoge.

"Once you've chosen, let's just ask for these eighteen people first, and the rest will be later. ”

Long Chaoge picked up the manuscript and flipped through a few pages, put it aside heartily, and said, "Ye Hao, there is a question that Uncle Sixth didn't understand after thinking about it all night. ”

"Oh?"

Ye Hao rubbed the corners of his forehead, "Sixth Uncle, please speak." ”

"You asked the sixth uncle to help you choose a place where you can secretly train the emperor costume master, but last night, three thousand palace knights washed the Yulin Sect in blood, and this matter has spread throughout most of Anyang City, if you still want people to train disciples around there without knowing it, it will be difficult to keep it secret. ”

Ye Hao smiled faintly, and instead of answering Long Chaoge directly, he asked, "Where is the secret venue where the Galaxy trains killers, do you know?"

Long Chaoge frowned slightly: "This ...... It seems that no one knows, but many people speculate that it should be in Anyang City, and it is likely to ...... It's in the temple. ”

Ye Hao nodded: "But speculation is speculation after all, there is no evidence, even if someone thinks that Pope Zhou Ao is the leader of the galaxy, no one dares to mess around, let alone investigate, why?

Long Chaoge agreed: "Everyone understands this truth. ”

Ye Hao said: "What the temple did last night gave me a wake-up call. It made me feel that in fact, no matter how secretive we are, it will be difficult to escape the eyes and ears of the temple, and once we are found to be abnormal, we are likely to be killed by them for blasphemy. The Yulin Sect is the best example of this. Therefore, instead of sneaky and fearful secret training, it is better to act openly and honestly under the nose of the temple, as long as the cultivated loyalty can be guaranteed, the ultimate control is not something that the temple can control. ”

At this point, Ye Hao paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Using the resources of the temple to cultivate our own people, no matter how you look at it, it is a sure-fire business, isn't it?"

Long Chaoge frowned again: "That's the case, but I'm always a little worried, the temple is not so stupid...... Also, we've known each other for some days, aren't you going to tell Sixth Uncle which Emperor of the Machine Gate your master is?"

......

......

On the second afternoon, Ye Hao returned to the temple.

There was still a long way to go from that building, and I saw a slender figure standing at the door looking into the distance, and when he saw Ye Hao appear, the body pounced into his arms like a nesting milk swallow.

Ye Hao was embarrassed and a little overwhelmed.

Since his rebirth, there have been few women with whom he has ever been reborn, and each of them has a close relationship with him.

This closeness is not physical intimacy, but emotional closeness and blending.

Senior sister doesn't need it, a woman who doesn't even want her life for him, what is more important than this feeling?

Zhuzhu and he spent the most desperate days of escape together, and Ye Hao was willing to give everything, including his life, for her.

Su Ning'er is Ye Hao's first favorite girl, the end of next year's court meeting is the day they get married, the two of them will be intimate once they meet, and then although they have also held hands to watch the sunrise and sunset, snuggled together and enjoyed the stars, but there has been no more intimate contact.

The county lord is uninhibited, he can think of whatever he wants, and often comes up with some amazing words that don't know how to measure, but in terms of the relationship between men and women, it is as simple as a blank piece of paper, whenever Ye Hao makes a further move, she shyly dodges it, so that until now, someone has not even touched her pair of mountains that can make all women in the world embarrassed.

As for Hera, she has always regarded herself as Ye Hao's guard all the way, and according to the customs of the barbarians, although the two are already husband and wife in name, they have not done anything deviant for various reasons.

What's more, these beauties have never fallen into Ye Hao's arms as soon as they saw him.

Ye Hao looked at Rou who was almost hanging on his body, and patted her shoulder for a long time, signaling that she could let go, so that people could see that it was not good.

Rou also seemed to realize that she was too emotional, and reluctantly let go of her arms to salute Ye Hao, Ye Hao saw that the girl's eyes were swollen, as if she had just cried.

"What's wrong?" Ye Hao said worriedly.

Rou shook her head: "It's okay master, I just didn't sleep well last night." ”

Ye Hao smiled, and was just about to ask if it was because of the new place, or because his mother had just died, but before he could speak, Die Wen greeted him.

"I didn't sleep well, Rou didn't sleep at all last night. ”

"Huh?"

Ye Hao frowned slightly.

"She was scared and had to wait for her master to come back. Butterfly explained.

Rou lowered her head, looked at the toes of her shoes in floral cloth shoes, and whispered: "As soon as the slave closed her eyes, she saw the fat merchant pounce on her, and she ......."

Ye Hao sighed, and while comforting Rou, he took the second daughter back to the building, he knew from Die's words that the girl hadn't eaten much since yesterday, so he ordered to prepare some food, although he was not hungry, he also accompanied Rou to eat some.

Maybe it was because of seeing Ye Hao, Rou's good appetite also skyrocketed, and one person ate three full meals, it seems that these are really hungry.