Laojiao, Confucianism, the foundation of this soil, after the revival of the teaching, should worship the guest ceremony, now can be the old first, the second Confucius, the end of the Buddha, is for the Tao one Confucianism two Buddha three, this is the basic national policy formulated in the early Tang Dynasty, the so-called feng shui turns, the Sui Dynasty flourished Buddhism, in this period, the political status is not as good as before, naturally let some monks, unwilling, and seek to restore the glory of the past.

Naturally, there are deeper reasons, in recent years, the Taoist Confucian believers, the attitude towards Buddhism can be described as a fierce pursuit, hating to come again to destroy the Buddha movement, to drive Buddhism out of the Central Plains, in this case, some monks and monks can not sit still, have come out of the deep mountain temple, seeking a way out.

Under the influence of later generations, Han Rui advocates religious freedom, believe or not, it is everyone's freedom, no matter which of the two religions is right or wrong, they are not willing to get involved, hearing the news, laughing at it, other people seem to be thinking about it, someone said: "Zi Bu is strange and confused, these Taoist and Buddhist disputes, it is more appropriate to stay away." ”

The others thought so, but when they saw the person who revealed the news, they continued to smile and said: "Brother Tai's words are reasonable, but the meaning is not that he cares about the debate of the Buddha's way, but the person who watches the ceremony." ”

There were many smart people present, and they immediately speculated: "Why, the powerful people in Beijing are also interested in this debate?" ”

"Like." The one wasn't sure, but just speculated: "After all, it's a big event......"

As soon as the words fell, all of a sudden, the bell in the temple roared, three times in a row, the huge sound echoed in the mountain, only to see the Taoist priest in the view, the footsteps quickly walked towards the direction of the mountain gate, orderly and well-trained.

"In response to my brother's words, there should be some big shot." Han Rui said with a smile.

Everyone nodded, and some people were curious and proposed: "Why don't you go and see the excitement too?" ”

"This ......" Some people are tempted, and some are indifferent, Han Rui is one of them, he looked back at Zheng Naoyuo, and said euphemistically: "I just came from the capital, and I am still tired, so I won't join in this excitement." ”

People have their own ambitions, they can't force them, they said hello, a few people went towards the mountain gate, and two or three stayed, accompanying Han Rui, looking at each other and smiling, there was a sense of sympathy.

After a while, Zheng Naoyue came over with a group of girls, and saw that there were only a few people in the pavilion, such as Han Rui, and some of the girls had dissatisfaction on their pretty faces, but because everyone was in front of them, they naturally didn't reprimand.

A young girl, Yan Yuqing, asked in a clear voice, "What's the matter with the bell?" ”

"It seems that some big man is visiting, and the Taoist priest in Guanzhong is going to greet him."

"And how many of them?" The voice was clearly reproachful.

Pray for yourselves, and after a moment of silence, someone honestly said, "They...... I went to see the excitement. ”

"Hmph."

The faces of several girls changed, very obviously, and the honey friends next to them hurriedly comforted them, and made suggestions to deal with a few negative lovers, and after listening to a few words, it was the turn of several young people's faces to change, and they shouted luck in their hearts.

"Forget it, ignore them, we're going to Taifeng to watch the scenery, do you want to go?"

At this time, whoever dares to say no, most of them will offend the beauty, such a stupid thing, no one must be willing to do it, so naturally readily agreed, and walked with him.

When passing near the mountain gate, I saw a group of Taoist priests, surrounded by more than a dozen crown of chapter clothes, the magnates of purple and red robes, but the leader was Li Tai, the king of Yue, a line of mighty, a moment into the Wenshi Palace, saw that there was no lively to see, the pilgrims and tourists who watched next to them also dispersed, burned incense, watched the scenery, and restored the normal order.

At this time, Han Rui and others have arrived near Yangtian Pond on the peak of Tainan Mountain, there is a pavilion here, called Qizhen Pavilion, the legend is the place where Lao Tzu cultivates the true surname, the surrounding of the mountain peak, mostly covered by the vast white snow, under the reflection of a beam of sunlight, it looks crystal clear, like beautiful jade, it is indeed a rare good landscape.

The snow is not cold, the snow is not cold, and everyone is lightly clothed, wrapped tightly, and is not worried about freezing themselves, stepping on the soft snowflakes, watching the white mountain peaks and snow, talking and laughing, chanting the wind and singing the moon, but leisurely, the mood is very comfortable.

After a long time, those young people who went to see the excitement finally found the traces of everyone, begging for mercy, and accompaniment, and privately promised many unequal treaties before they were forgiven by their female companions.

During this period, Han Rui, a famous and talented poet, recited a few poems, enjoyed the adoring eyes of the girls, praised the coquettish voices, and the atmosphere was harmonious, but he did not notice the passage of time, and inadvertently, the sun set, the night was long and the day was short, but it was the beginning of the unitary time, and the sky soon dimmed.

It is agreed that tomorrow morning, get up and go up the mountain to watch the rising sun, everyone follows the original road, return to the building, have a meal to enjoy a light, but delicious fast, after the feast, the sky has been covered with pitch-black color, deep, quiet, a round of bright moon, rising, emerging in the sky, the brilliance is clear and translucent, reflecting the twinkling stars.

The moonlight is like water, like frost and snow, although the warm basin in the house is like spring, and the clear light flows in, but it is a little more cool, this is a psychological effect, and the physical temperature has nothing to do with it, after bathing, wearing thin clothes, reflected by the moonlight, a wisp of cold wind blowing, Han Rui subconsciously shivered, closed the window casually, and a few candles were bright, reflecting the room as if it was day, but it was even more lonely and cold.

Lying on the couch, Han Rui was bored flipping through the books, Zheng Nao asked a few friends to chat, but he didn't see him until now, most of them were talking at night, and it was estimated that he would not come back.

After a while, the scroll turned to the end, Han Rui closed it casually, completed the task, and prepared to sleep, as for what the book said, there was really no impression, but it didn't matter, anyway, there was no need for an exam, with this thought, Han Rui put the scroll aside, and when he was about to blow out the candle and rest, there was a graceful figure outside the door.

Knocking on the door cautiously, Han Rui blinked his eyes and raised his voice, "Come in." ”

Quietly pushed open the door, a beautiful girl came in, closed the door, bolted it with a horizontal log, hesitated, walked delicately, bowed her head shyly, and whispered: "Lang Jun, tonight the lady spent the night in Wan'er's girl's room, and told the maid to come back and report ......"

"Got it, that's it?" Han Rui said softly, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes burned, as if he had seen the big bad wolf of the delicious little lamb, and his purpose was clear.

The fragrant little face of the painting screen was slightly red, and said tremblingly: "Also, serve Lang Jun...... Peaceful"

"Well, I'm tired too, let's rest now." Han Rui got up and said, stretching his waist with a tired look on his face.

The pretty face was crimson, and the painting screen hurriedly stepped forward, a pair of delicate little hands, trembling and groping on Han Rui's body, and finally untied the belt, but he didn't know how to continue, his little face was blushing, as if he was about to bleed, although it was not the first intimate contact, but since that absurd night, the two have never slept together.

A stimulating feeling surged in Han Rui's heart, seeing the jerky appearance of the painting screen, he simply did it himself, pulled it one by one, picked up her soft body, put it on the edge of the bed, bent down and took off her embroidered silk satin shoes, revealing a pair of delicate jade feet, round ankles and tender skin, pink carved jade, delicate and perfect, gently kneaded, it seemed to be smoother than satin.

An inexplicable palpitation suddenly rippled in my heart, the painting screen twitched his feet, lying on his side on the couch, and his head was buried in the pillow, like a shy ostrich, not daring to raise his head for a long time.

Throwing the clothes aside in three or two times, Han Rui hugged the soft body of the painting screen, kissed her fragrant pink neck twice, and said with a smile: "Xiaoping'er, come, let Lang Jun serve you wide clothes." ”

Experienced, a pair of palms rotate flexibly, the painting screen is shy, quietly cooperate, revealing a soft and pink body, under the light of the candlelight, even if it is not as delicate as Zheng Naoyu's curves, thrilling, but also has the beauty of a small jasper, delicate skin is as clear as jade, with a pink color, extremely attractive.

Han Rui stretched out his hand to hold the two small and delicate snow peaks, kneading them gently, the tentacles were soft and smooth, slippery and firm, the texture was tender, like silk satin, indescribably comfortable, a teasing, the painting screen trembled slightly, and a small moan came out of the small mouth, but he forcibly restrained his patience, making the voice as light as a mosquito, revealing boundless charm in his shyness.

The delicate and seductive appearance is full of temptation, Han Rui grabbed her two slender little hands that she didn't know where to place, lowered her head and kissed the two fragrant lips, broke the little beauty's teeth, held the warm lilac tongue, wrapped and sucked, and in an instant, the painting screen felt that the strength of the whole body was gone, like a brisk boat, rippling and fluttering in the waves.

The beautiful eyes are hazy, slowly closed lightly, the eyebrows are slightly frowned, it is impossible to tell whether it is pain or happiness, the beautiful face is flushed, delicate, the moonlight is charming, the light moon is long, the grace is tingting, the surrounding is boundless silence, the air is filled with the pleasant breath of men and women, in full swing, swaying people's hearts.

The good night is short, the sky in the distance is slightly clear, the dazzling Taibai star hangs on the peak of the mountain cliff, the clear and distant bell is loud, there is a mysterious and unpredictable aura, which may have the effect of washing people's hearts, but in Han Rui's view, it is a disturbing dream, it can be seen that in his bones, Han Rui is still a mediocre ordinary man, and there is no chance of enlightenment.

In a daze, Han Rui slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the case, a few candles had burned out, leaving mottled blood and tears, the sky outside the window was still dark, but the sound of ringing the bell and chanting was faintly floating, gradually getting louder, his eyes were closer, the girl in his arms had not woken up, but the slender and slender body was draped in silk cherub, the remnants of the small blush tide, and the sweet smile on the cherry lips was cute.

After looking at it for a moment, he saw the girl's beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, Han Rui's heart moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the two slippery balls, but when he heard a loud sound, he opened his beautiful eyes on the painting screen, and his little white hands were back to protect him, and his pretty face was as red as blood.

"Lang Jun, wake up......"

(To be continued)