Chapter 34: When a monk recites the scriptures
Meng Yuan's soul was restrained by Emperor Yu, and he saw that he was about to be crushed to pieces. Di Yu's face showed a look of pain, and he said to Meng Yuan: "It's not me, it's the patriarch." I can't stop his telekinesis. β
Meng Yuan looked at Di Yu's painful appearance and said, "Don't carry it, I don't want to live anymore, it's not interesting, die early and be reincarnated." β
"No, I don't allow it. Emperor Yu roared angrily, seeing that the mental power was about to shatter Meng Yuan. He actually completely let go of his divine soul and began to accept Meng Yuan. Once the fusion of the two is successful, it will be debatable whether the owner of this body will be Emperor Yu or Meng Yuan in the future.
The telekinesis seemed to sense this, and it automatically took it back. Meng Yuan immediately withdrew from Emperor Yu's soul, looked at the weak Emperor Yu and said, "Why are you doing this? Do you suffer a loss as a man for this kind of thing? An egg can make up for it, so why stop me?"
Emperor Yu was speechless for a long time. Meng Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "You want to marry Xin'er, you don't want to get involved with any woman before that, do you?"
Di Yu nodded. Meng Yuan scolded: "Fool, Lao Tzu is also the first time. Do you know that I lived for eighteen years in my previous life, and many more years after wandering in the dark, plus your fifteen years, Lao Tzu lived at least thirty-three years. I'm a fucking thirty-three-year-old and still a virgin, have you ever thought about how I feel? Did you know that in our country, thirty-three-year-olds can make soy sauce. Besides, it's me and not you who control the body. Your original intention still belongs to your Xin'er, and you are worried about a ball. β
"I'm sorry, go ahead, I won't stop you. β
Meng Yuan was happy when he heard this, and he was in a stalemate all night, it was really a sore back. Suddenly hearing a rooster crowing, Ouyang Yanran opened her eyes, looked at Meng Yuan and smiled. Get up and walk to the closet, put on a long-sleeved saro shirt, sit on the dresser and dress up.
Meng Yuan followed and said, "Beauty, are there something we haven't done yet?"
Ouyang Yanran pinched her orchid fingers, blocked her small mouth, and chuckled, "What are you doing?"
Meng Yuan said angrily: "you!"
Ouyang Yanran stared at Meng Yuan and pretended to be aggrieved and said, "But the night has passed." β
"Then you're telling me that I spent two thousand taels of gold without even touching your body, and I became a monk all night, and I couldn't read it all night?"
Ouyang Yanran complained: "Why haven't you touched it? Look at what you have rubbed my zuoru into?Your dead perverted hobby, which girl can stand it?" said and straightened his chest and put it in front of Meng Yuan's eyes.
Meng Yuan looked at the originally snow-white Yufeng and turned a little red, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean to, and I don't have that kind of perverted hobby." There was a little misunderstanding. You see it's still dark, if we continue, I promise you won't feel a trace of pain if you move gently. β
Ouyang Yanran looked at Meng Yuan with a pair of clear eyes and said, "You just want me like that?"
"My love for the girl is like the water of the Yellow River, like the pure and flawless snow of the Tianshan Mountains, like the gentle rain in spring, like the summer sun, like the fire, like the fragrance of orchids, and ......"
Di Yu was originally meditating, and he always had a familiar feeling when he heard Meng Yuan's series of "love".
Ouyang Yanran listened to Meng Yuan express his love, sat on the dresser, took off her bun, picked up a small wooden comb, and combed her long hair. Meng Yuan talked for a long time, and really thought of what other words. said with a shy face: "Sister Ouyang, you see that I love you so much, you can't live up to my infatuation, right?"
Ouyang Yanran's combing of her long hair suddenly stopped, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and laughed at herself: "How can I have any qualifications to love someone in my life? She's also a delicate beauty, so don't torture people with your perverted hobbies. Looking at Meng Yuan's annoyed look, he added, "In Xunlanju, forcing the girl will not work. β
Meng Yuan sighed and said, "That's it, just let me do good deeds." Give me the comb and I'll finish brushing your hair and leave. β
Ouyang Yanran was stunned for a moment, put down the wooden comb, and handed Meng Yuan a jade comb. Meng Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, took the jade comb and combed Ouyang Yanran's long hair. said, "The person you are waiting for tonight is Feng Junyuan, right?"
Ouyang Yan was taken aback, smiled and asked, "Why did Gongzi say this? Since tonight is an auction, naturally the highest bidder will get it." β
"Oh, is it? I can see resentment and murder in someone's dance, and these have never left one personβFeng Junyuan. Otherwise, who is the girl not giving this first night, I think that my cultivation is not low, I have a lot of money, and I don't look bad, why does the girl obstruct it so much?"
Meng Yuan said profoundly, who knew that Ouyang Yanran actually picked up a small bronze mirror and held it up in front of Meng Yuan. Meng Yuan looked at himself in the bronze mirror, his face twitched, and he forgot that this face was not his previous face. Now he has a dark face and a big bald head, and he doesn't look bad when he talks about it.
Di Yu, who looked at the meditation cultivation, complained: "Don't you war god clan have any excellent genes? next time, don't refine other pills, just refine the beauty pill." β
Di Yu thought in pieces: "It's not very bad, right? It's a little darker, but it's in the sun, and I can't help it." β
Meng Yuan looked at Ouyang Yanran after complaining and said, "Ahem, although the external conditions are a little worse, it doesn't affect the overall situation." Seeing that Ouyang Yanran was about to raise the bronze mirror again, she scolded, "Don't go too far." β
Throwing the jade comb on the dresser, he opened the door, paused and said, "Feng Junyuan has a life-saving treasure on his body, and the snake venom on your hairpin is useless." After speaking, he was about to leave, Ouyang Yanran stood up and shouted, "Don't go!" Meng Yuan ignored it and continued to take a step.
Ouyang Yanran was anxious and said, "I'll follow you." β
Meng Yuan turned around and asked with a smile, "Is Miss Ouyang serious?"
"Close the door!"
Meng Yuan closed the door, and Ouyang Yanran said, "I can give you my body, but you have to help me." β
Meng Yuan sat on the stool, poured a glass of wine, and drank it to himself. Seeing this, Ouyang Yanran gritted her teeth and said, "If you help me, I will recognize you as the master and be a slave for life until death." β
Meng Yuan played with the wine glass in his hand and said, "At such a big price, what did the surnamed Feng do to you?" Seeing that Ouyang Yanran didn't speak, he continued, "Then let me guess." First of all, your real identity is certainly not as simple as Oiran, or your previous identity.
You must have been the daughter of some family before, and your family must have either money or treasures. It's not Feng Junyuan that you hate, it's his Lao Tzu. The fact that you cherish the wooden comb so much means that it is the only thing your parents left for you.
You think Feng Zhicheng is too powerful, you can't kill him, you can only start with his son. Another thing, I am afraid that Rong Haoran also knows about this thing to be planned, right? You once begged him, but he didn't agree to you for some reason. Otherwise, with Rong Haoran's identity and appearance, your commitment to him is not a grievance. Am I right?"
Ouyang Yanran looked at Meng Yuan in surprise, she really couldn't figure out how this man knew these things. Not to mention her, even Di Yu was puzzled. Asked Meng Yuan, "How do you know?"
Meng Yuan responded: "Do you think everyone is as stupid as you spirit realm people? β
Ouyang Yanran suddenly laughed and said, "When Feng Jun was far away, you humiliated him so much, I think there is also a grudge between you, right?"
Meng Yuan shook his head and said, "Wrong, wrong, my grudge with him is because of the fight for you." Since we don't have anything to do now, I don't need to offend a big force for a woman I can't get, right?"
"As long as you help me kill Feng Junyuan, I will fulfill my promise. β
Meng Yuan pointed at himself and said, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Kill Feng Junyuan and then fulfill your promise? Do you use a corpse to fulfill it? Do you think I can still take you away safely if I kill Feng Junyuan?"
Ouyang Yanran looked at Meng Yuan, suddenly took off her big-sleeved shirt, and even ripped off her last belly pocket, naked. Meng Yuan looked at the beauty in front of him, as long as you are a normal man and you are still in the Qinglou, if you can even endure this, you really should go to the hospital to check your body, you are still not a real man.
Meng Yuan walked towards Ouyang Yanran, saw her tears sliding down her cheeks, dripping on a pair of yufeng, shook his head, wiped away his tears and said, "Put on your clothes! Although I am not a decent gentleman, I still don't want to force a woman, especially a heavenly stunner like you." β
"I'm sorry, I should have kept my emotions in check. Rest assured, I will serve you well, but please keep your promise and help me fulfill my wishes. When that's done, you can leave alone, and I'll buy you time. β
"Fart, do you think I'm going to be the kind of brute who leaves his woman and runs for his life alone?" Meng Yuan scolded angrily.
"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. I volunteered to sacrifice for you, so you don't have to bear any psychological burden. Ouyang Yanran looked a little flustered.
"Well, what did that bastard do to force you to be like this? Tell me carefully, I will help you get revenge, and as for who you will choose with in the future, I will not force it. β
Ouyang Yanran looked at the swarthy man in front of her, and for the first time experienced the feeling of heartbeat, she had been pressed too bitterly by hatred over the years.