Chapter 53: The Secret Passage of the Three Pagoda Temple
Mu Yao returned to the guest room and looked at his neck, the red mark, damn the pit, is he a vampire?
She lay on the bed and touched her dry clothes, internal strength was really a good thing, and suddenly she seemed to think of something and walked out of the room.
"Night two, night three."
Night two and night three stood in front of Mu Yao at the same time, "Master! β
"I heard that there is a distinguished guest in the temple, do you know who it is?"
Ye San smiled: "I heard that it is the regent!" β
Yeji frowned and looked at Yesan.
Mu Yao squinted: "Regent, what's your name?" β
Ye San hesitated, his eyes rolled, "If the master wants to know, you can ask the master, the master is well-informed, knowledgeable, and knows everything and everything!" β
Mu Yao snickered, looked at the silent Ye Er, and then looked at the happy Ye San, "You worship him so much, does he know?" β
Night Three froze.
She went back to the guest room, beautiful man, big shot, regent, heh.
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As soon as it was dawn the next day, Mu Yao was woken up by two maids.
"Miss, let's follow the morning class, and the slave waits for you to get up......"
When the three of them arrived at the main hall, the monks of the temple were already sitting in the main hall neatly, and the next few futons were prepared for the people of General Mu's mansion.
Mu Yao knelt on the futon, looking at the Buddha statue in front of her, she closed her eyes sincerely...... This is the place where she came here, recalling everything she has experienced in this short period of time, is it really fate!
Jiang's aunt and nephew and a group of female relatives also arrived later, and they knelt on the ground and recited the scriptures devoutly.
The time of the morning passed quickly, and when it was time for lunch, Mu Yao felt that her legs were a little numb.
"Miss, slow down," Liu Hong helped Mu Yao up, "Chun Tao has gone to get food, the slave maid will help Miss go back to the room to eat!" β
"No, you can eat with Chun Peach, when I was in the morning, I seemed to smell a burst of pear blossoms, and I wanted to walk alone."
Liu Hong knew Mu Yao's character, so she went back to the guest room alone.
Mu Yao walked to the back mountain alone, she remembered the first time she saw the scene of the carriage without a man in the back mountain, why did the beautiful man at that time stop there with internal injuries, with his martial arts, who would be the person who could make him seriously injured?
She walked on the mountain path, following the aroma of pear blossoms that was getting stronger and stronger, and saw a yard, she walked into the yard, a stone table in the courtyard, a game of black and white chess on it, surrounded by a pear blossom tree, the lawn on the ground was neat, and it looked like someone had trimmed it, and in the back mountain, there was such a secret hut.
Mu Yao was about to explore inside, only to see the door open, and a monk in cloth clothes, about thirty years old, with his hands folded and slightly chested.
"Donor, please stay, the poor monk's law is called Zhikong."
"Hello master, I'm Mu Yao, I have no intention of intruding into your place, I am really attracted by the fragrance of pear blossoms." Mu Yao took a deep breath, no, there was something else......
"The donor is destined for this pear blossom, but there are distinguished guests in the house today, so it is inconvenient to invite the owner to drink a cup of pear blossom brew."
"Mu wants to be presumptuous, Master Zhikong is a monk and also drinks?" Mu Yao smiled, this pear blossom still has a little mint fragrance in it, could it be that the noble person is him?
"The nobles are pleased." Zhikong glanced at the accessories on Mu Yao's waist.
Mu Yao was surprised, and deliberately said loudly: "Since there are distinguished guests, Mu Yao will not bother, if there is a chance to visit the master again to taste pear blossom brew." β
"The donor will love this pear blossom brew." After Zhikong finished speaking, he went back to the room and closed the door.
Mu Yao shrugged and left, not forgetting to pick up a pear blossom.
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"She's gone?" Mu Tingye opened his mouth and drank the pear blossom brew in the cup.
Zhikong looked at the empty cup, sealed the pear blossom brew in the porcelain bottle, and said with a smile: "Don't send it." β
As he spoke, he pushed the porcelain vase in front of Mu Tingye.
"The method of detoxification, and then here." Zhikong turned around and returned to the Buddha statue, closing his eyes and chanting.
Mu Tingye squinted, a flash of light flashed under his eyes, picked up the porcelain bottle and flew away.
Zhikong opened his eyes, and his smiling face suddenly became solemn, "Visitors from different stars, the stars are moving, the universe is reversed, and the sun and the moon are competing for glory"!
"Amitabha, each has its own fate."
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Mu Yao walked slowly, looking around from time to time, why is there such a big monk in the mountain behind the Three Pagoda Temple, is it the legendary master of the world?
Suddenly, a minty aroma swept byβ
In the familiar embrace, Mu Yao swept through the surrounding bushes and fell under a tree, and the pear blossoms scattered all over the sky.
She looked around, what a beautiful pear blossom forest!
"Walking so slowly, but waiting for you?" Mu Tingye waved his sleeves, and the pear blossom rain began to fall again-
Mu Yao looked up at the beautiful man, her more familiar face, more and more handsome, not the initial cold, as if she had a little more temperature...... However, the beauty is just a flash in the pan, because she was forcibly kissed by this pit again, no, it seems that there is something else-
The aroma of pear blossom......
"Get outβ"
Mu Yao opened her eyes and whined inarticulately-
Mu Tingye left the delicate red lips, his face was still unfinished, and he was coquettish.
"You bastard, you don't keep the promise."
"Definitely, who was yelling at the door just now?" Mu Ting saw Mu Yao's face blushing at night, took out the porcelain bottle, and opened it......
Mu Yao felt that it was really fragrant, and snatched it, "I don't want to drink, I want to rinse my mouth!" Saying that, the pear blossom brew in a palm-sized porcelain bottle was drunk by Mu Yao, it was really sweet!
"Gone?" Mu Yao is shaking, it's too little!
"Still want?" Mu Tingye looked at Mu Yao's bright eyes and asked.
"Cut!" Mu Yao rolled her eyes, and just wanted to take two steps, hey, the ground seems to be a little uneven.
Mu Tingye picked up Princess Mu Yao and tapped her toes-
Mu Yao exclaimed in surprise and was taken to the pear blossom tree by Mu Tingye, and she lay in Mu Tingye's arms.
The surroundings are pink, the sky is also pink, and the beautiful man is also pink and bubbling, and she thinks she must be drunk.
"I look like I'm drunk!" Mu Yao pouted, this wine reaction was too fast.
"Hmm!" Mu Tingye lowered his eyes.
He looked at Mu Yao, who was blushing with a pretty face, although the pear blossom brew was delicious, he was only not drunk after three cups, and she drank it all in one bottle!
He attached his palm to Mu Yao's back and slowly output internal force-
Mu Yao suddenly smiled, "Beautiful man, who are you, why are you approaching me, are you a crush sister, hehe" said, she reached out and touched Mu Tingye's cheek, "I'll tell you, don't look at your good looks, but I won't be confused by your beauty, understand?" β
Saying that, Mu Yao pouted and snorted softly, looking like a righteous Ling Ran.
Mu Ting's eyes were dark, and he slowly lowered his head, only a finger away from Mu Yao's cheek-
"Who are you?"
"Me, I'm a fairy sister, haha" Mu Yao laughed, a drinker, suddenly closed her eyes, tilted her head, and fell asleep.
Mu Tingye kissed Mu Yao's forehead lightly, it doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that you belong to the master!
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Mu Yao felt that her head was swollen, she pinched her head and opened her eyes, and saw a beautiful man's enlarged face, close at hand-
Beautiful man, moonlight, ah-
Mu Yao screamed and fell out of Mu Tingye's arms-
She's fallingβ