Chapter Ninety-Four: Ten Years
After Luo Zhenren finished speaking, Wu Song's face gradually recovered, he was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky, the clouds rolled, like a dragon into the sea, boundless, he suddenly sighed, "Life, how many more decades, I only have, alas-" A sigh, but it is the impermanence of fate.
"Don't be too sad, this matter is not without remedy, as long as you get the Tiangang Jade, you can go to Centipede Ridge with Sheng'er again, maybe you can find a way, the incident back then, I have to ask the layman." Luo Zhenren's tone was sincere, as if there was something else to ask Wu Song for.
"It seems that I have to go there, real person, I don't know what way you have to get this Tiangang jade, Jiang Zhenren is your senior brother, the Tao is not lower than you, I'm afraid it won't work." Paying attention to the current affairs has always been Wu Song's means of dealing with the world, and after hearing Luo Zhenren mention this matter, Wu Song had no choice but to hide the secret in his heart and discuss the matter of Tiangangyu with him instead.
"Don't worry, you have to wait for Sheng'er's Dao to improve to a higher level, when the time comes, I will let Sheng'er go to you, and the layman just needs to keep that fake jade."
Seeing Luo Zhenren's confident look, Wu Song was slightly relieved.
Then, he pushed Luo Zhenren's wheelchair and came to Zhengyiguan with him. Wu Song saw Gongsun Sheng sitting on a futon meditating, while Wan Yanping was sitting on a wooden board, his hands were on the bench, his legs were kicking happily, his head was raised lightly, looking at the Taoist portrait in the Taoist temple, his beautiful big eyes blinked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Wu Song's Luo Zhenren walked in the door, Gongsun Sheng was the first to react, he forgot to glance at Wu Song, and saw that his expression was calm, but there seemed to be a trace of sorrow between his eyebrows, and he suddenly had a bad premonition. But he put away his gaze, walked quickly to Luo Zhenren, and said to him, "Master, when the disciple was participating in the Dao Dharma just now, he encountered a question, and he wanted to ask the master to move elsewhere and give the disciple an answer?" ”
Luo Zhenren agreed, and then, Gongsun Sheng pushed Luo Zhenren again, left Zhengyiguan, and didn't know where to go.
After Gongsun Sheng and the two left, Wan Yanping, who was staring at Wu Song, trotted and came to Wu Song's side, she held Wu Song with both hands, raised her cute little face, and asked, "Villain, why have you been there for so long, that white-bearded old Taoist is mysterious, and he wants to call me away, did he tell you any secrets?" ”
Looking at this delicate face, Wu Song suddenly stammered, "No...... No, we're just talking. ”
"By the way, Ping'er, what were you looking at the idol in a daze just now, the noise I walked in just now was so loud, you didn't react." Wu Song didn't seem to want to talk about what happened just now, so he quickly changed the topic.
"Hold me, scoundrel." Wan Yanping suddenly said coquettishly.
Wu Song smiled bitterly, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, stroked her flat lower abdomen, and gently pulled it, letting her head rest on his shoulder, he rubbed the girl's green silk with his chin, and said, "Ping'er, what's the matter, say it." ”
"Villain, I want to go home, this statue is very similar to our Dajin shaman god, when I was a child, I often went to the shamanic temple to steal tributes to eat, although I have grown up now, but I still like those tributes very much, hehe, you are not allowed to laugh at me." Wan Yanping's tone was a little sad, but when she said that, her tone became cheerful, and she smiled embarrassedly, the flowers and branches trembled, and the waves on her chest were beating under Wu Song's eyes.
Wu Song's hand swept up from her lower abdomen across the softness of her chest, the snow-white jade neck, the seductive cherry lips, and the soft watery skin, even though it was through the light veil, it could also feel the amazing elasticity. Wu Song's hand stopped next to Wan Yan Ping's nose and gently scraped her, causing Wan Yan Ping to be coquettish.
"Badass, I hate it." As she spoke, Wan Yanping raised Qianqianyu's hand and held his wrist, "I'm not a child anymore, you still scratch my nose." ”
"Ping'er, or you can go back to Dajin alone." While Wan Yan Ping was coquettish, Wu Song whispered such a sentence in her ear, although the voice was small, it made the smile on Wan Yan Ping's face stop, and the hand holding Wu Song's wrist also loosened, and fell weakly.
"Bad...... Badass, what did you just say? Wan Yanping turned around, and her clear eyes met Wu Song's. Wu Song looked at this peerless face, her skin and jade skin, her face was like a peach blossom, her cheeks were slightly red, and there seemed to be confusion and a faint disappointment in her eyes.
Wu Song suddenly had a feeling of heartache, there are some things, you don't realize its preciousness until you have to lose it.
Wu Song put aside the stupid thoughts he had when he said that sentence just now, and he explained, "Ping'er, I'...... I didn't say anything. ”
"Villain, you lied to people, I told you to lie to me, I told you to lie to me." Wan Yanping said as she hammered Wu Song with her little hand, and faintly, Wu Song actually heard the sound of sobbing.
When Yan Ping raised her head, there were tears in her eyes, "Villain, did you just want to drive me away and not let me stay by your side." ”
Looking at the tears in this girl's eyes, Wu Song felt that his heart was about to break, he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, and said, "Ping'er, how can it be, don't think about it." ”
Wan Yanping suddenly fell on Wu Song's chest and put her ear to his body, "Let me listen to your heartbeat to see if you are lying." Wu Song looked at this somewhat childish behavior, smiled bitterly, and had to hug her gently with his hand.
It didn't take long for Wan Yanping to move away from Wu Song's chest, and she said angrily, "Villain, count yourself honest, if you dare to do this, see if I don't let you go." ”
"Ping'er, how could it be, if I do this, I won't let go of myself." Wu Song said love words on his lips, but there was a feeling of pain in his heart.
"Badass." Wan Yanping called Wu Song affectionately, and her eyes suddenly became serious, "I won't go back to Dajin, I want to be with you forever, just like you Song people said, from the beginning to the end, I want to eat with you, sleep together, watch the sunrise together, and then I will give birth to you-" Speaking of this, Wan Yanping's face turned red and hid in Wu Song's arms.
What could touch a man's heart more than this love promise, "Ten years, I don't care what he does for ten years, even if God insists on this, what can I be afraid of, my life is up to me." Wu Song roared angrily in his heart, he picked up Yan Ping's delicate face, looked at her bright red cheeks, could no longer suppress his love for her, kissed her fragrant lips, and the surging love was like the tongues of the two entangled, so fierce.
A day later, Wu Song and the others left Erxian Mountain, and Gongsun Sheng did not accompany them. Luo Zhenren gave Wu Song the entry and exit map of the two immortal mountains and let the two go out by themselves, which shows his trust in Wu Song.
The backs of Wu Song and the others gradually drifted away, and in a forest behind them, there were two figures.
"Master, is it true that the eldest brother has only been in this world for ten years?" Gongsun Sheng looked at Wu Song's back fixedly, and said unwillingly.