After staying in the Temple of Death for a long time, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yuan still want to go back to Fengdu, and often recall the bits and pieces of the past together.

The two will exchange some people and things that they remember from each other, especially some fun things, and share each other's happiness.

On this day, the two made an appointment for dinner and went to the back mountain to find out, it is said that someone saw a few hunters coming to the back mountain, often hunting the creatures in the mountain, and also injured the little monk in the temple.

On the mountain behind the temple, the two of them listened to the movement in the forest while walking, and occasionally heard a few bird calls, so they would quickly run to check and find nothing.

The two walked for about half an hour, vaguely saw a light, and when they got closer, they saw that it was a thatched hut, and a little light came out of the window lattice, dim and dim, wafting out the smell of barbecue and wine, mixed with a trace of blood, and they could still hear human speech.

Yan Ziyue's hearing is excellent, and she can almost hear the conversation of the people in the house.

"Nangong pardon, let's go", Yan Ziyue approached Nangong pardon and leaned into his ear.

Nangong Yu was a little nervous for Yan Ziyue's sudden closeness, but fortunately, when it was dark, he couldn't see the embarrassment that he was already red to the base of his neck.

"Let's go...", Yan Ziyue saw that he didn't move, so she pulled Lan Nangong pardon.

Nangong pardoned a careless one, stepped on a dry wood under his feet, and made a continuous breaking sound, alarming the people in the house.

"Someone, come out", some hoarse voices, with a thick vigilance.

"Meow... Meow...", Yan Ziyue was in a hurry, pretending to be a cat, grabbing Nangong Yu with one hand and letting him squat.

"What's going on"? Another person walked out, and the yellow cloth monk's robe on his body was very dazzling at this time.

Nangong pardoned it, looked at Yan Ziyue again, and saw that she gave a shushing expression, so she didn't say anything more.

"Nothing, like a wild cat," replied the man in a hoarse voice.

"Then leave it alone, come in," said the man in the monk's robe, turning back into the house.

When the others entered the house, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu crept out and escaped from the place.

"Yue'er, did you already know who the people in the house were just now?"

"I don't know".

"Yue'er, how can you say it's him?"

"Do you know what it means to know people, faces, and hearts"?

"Of course I do".

"Then you still ask", Yan Ziyue felt that this trip was really redundant.

"I smell blood, the creatures in the mountains, could they be the ones who killed them?"

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue felt that this was not a big deal, but it was also very cruel.

"Yue'er, don't you think they are hateful"? Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue's flat reaction and asked puzzled.

"Abominable, hateful doesn't count."

"Okay...", Nangong Yu thought for a while and said, "Shall we tell Master Huien of the Discipline Hall?"

"Whatever you want", Yan Ziyue doesn't want to interfere in such a thing, in her worldview, there are many things that seem to be far beyond the thoughts of people in this world, but it always feels like it has existed for a long time, and she can't think of what is going on for a while, as if she remembered something before, but now she has forgotten it, except for such incredible ideas and theories, others are becoming more and more blurred.

"Yue'er, what about you"?

"It's nothing, let's go, after a while, Meng Niang should be worried."

"Okay...", Nangong Yu saw that Yan Ziyue had no intention of talking about this matter, so he was no longer obsessed, but he had already made up his mind in his heart that he must tell Master Huien what he found tonight, but he could consider being anonymous.

Sure enough, early the next morning, there was a picture outside the door of the precept hall, the painting was delicate, the characters were vivid, and the picture depicted the scene of the people in the thatched hut drinking wine and eating meat, and it was obvious that the person was wearing a monk's robe. As soon as this matter spread, Huitong began to investigate the matter thoroughly in the whole temple, and within a few days, it was revealed, the evidence was conclusive, and the precepts and temple rules were implemented.

Within a few days, Yan Ziyue saw that there was a new cooking master and procurement in the dining hall, and the little master in charge of procurement was not very old, and soon became familiar with Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu, and made an appointment to go down the mountain to purchase things together on the second day.

Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yutian were already waiting for Fadu at the gate of the temple as soon as dawn.

When Fado saw the two of them, he hurriedly pushed the cart over, asked the two to jump into the cart, and pushed it himself to the market town.

Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu, who went to the market town for the first time, were very excited, fortunately Meng Niang stuffed some broken silver taels before they left, looked at the food they liked, and ate while buying, and the three of them ate all the way to the rice grain store.

Yan Ziyue watched the rice shop owner doing business on the side, carefully looked at the guests who came to the rice shop, and suddenly felt that he had been in the temple for a long time, and he really didn't know about the customs and customs of the world, and he even bred the idea of wanting to travel around.

Soon, the rice grain procurement was completed, the three of them pushed the cart and walked back, passing by a tofu factory, smelling the fragrance, the three of them went in and bought some tofu brains to eat, seeing that the tofu was extremely tender, Yan Ziyue simply proposed to buy some tofu back to the temple.

Fadu looked at the copper plate in his hand and said with some embarrassment: "It seems that there is not enough money to buy much."

"It's okay, we have it", Yan Ziyue turned around and said to the tofu boss: "Boss, let's have a pot."

"Girl, do you know how much you get in a pot, that's fifty pounds", the tofu boss looked at the three small children and felt that he could eat a lot of tofu in this pot.

"Boss, you can just sell it, we can eat it."

The tofu boss looked at the other two, and when he saw that they nodded in unison, he didn't say anything anymore and walked in to move the tofu.

Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu followed behind, and saw the whole set of tools for making tofu in the tofu workshop, which was very novel for a while, and both of them silently memorized each tool in their minds.

The three of them pushed a cart full of food back to the temple, and when they arrived at the temple gate, Yan Ziyue and Fadu were so tired that they were dying, only Nangong Yu was slightly better.

"Nangong pardon, you go and ask someone to move, I can't...", Fadu sat on the ground weakly, looking at Nangong pardon with some pleading eyes.

Nangong Yu glanced back at Yan Ziyuehou, walked over and said, "You're okay."

"You can't die, you go and call someone first."

"Hmm...", Nangong Yu threw the kettle he was carrying to Yan Ziyue and walked towards the temple.

After a while, three or five monks came out and began to move away.

Nangong pardoned Yan Ziyue to get up, looked at it and said, "You can't do it."

"What do you say", Yan Ziyue glanced at him and turned her face away.

Nangong Yu took the kettle from Yan Ziyue's hand, drank it clean, stuffed it into Yan Ziyue's arms, and squatted down and said, "Come up."

"No", Yan Ziyue stubbornly stood up and moved forward, she really had no strength.

Nangong Yu followed a few steps, squatted down in front of Yan Ziyue and said, "If you succeed again, I'll go by myself."

Yan Ziyue couldn't say goodbye, so she had to lie on Nangong Amnesty's back.

Nangong Yu put his hands around Yan Ziyue's legs, got up quickly, and walked forward.

"Nangong pardon, there is still a long way to go to the top of the mountain, can you do it"?

"Try it, no, you can just come down again."

"I'm not going down, I'm tired, I want to sleep."

"Then you sleep".

"Why are you so physically strong, how did my senior brothers train you?"

Nangong pardoned the masters who listened to Yan Ziyue's mention of the Xuanzi generation, and they couldn't say the bitterness in their hearts, that kind of training method, it is strange that the physical strength is not good.

"You say come and listen", Yan Ziyue suddenly became interested, and wanted to know what martial arts they had taught Nangong Yu.

"Guess...", Nangong Yu really didn't want to answer.

"Don't say it, forget it".

Nangong Yu has already walked halfway up the mountain with Yan Ziyue on his back, although it is a shortcut, but it is still very laborious, I feel that Yan Ziyue is too heavy, I didn't find it before, so I teased: "You are dead, eat less in the future."

"What, you said I'm heavy", Yan Ziyue was touched against the scales, girls don't like others to say that they are heavy, and they were about to give Nangong Yu a meat pinch, only then did he suddenly find that the broken hair on his sideburns was wet, and his heart tightened, and then looked at Nangong Yu, who was carrying himself step by step and steadily stepping up the stone steps, something softened a corner of his heart.

Seeing that Yan Ziyue didn't speak again, Nangong Yu thought she was asleep, paused for a moment, and shrugged her on her back so that she wouldn't fall.

"Nangong pardon, let me down, I don't feel so tired, I can walk by myself."

Only then did Nangong Yu know that Yan Ziyue hadn't slept, so he said, "Do you really want to come down"?

"Hurry up...".

"Okay", Nangong Yu carried her to a stable and spacious place before letting her down.

"Thank you...", Yan Ziyue spit out two words softly.

"What"? Nangong Yu obviously heard it, but when he saw Yan Ziyue's somewhat embarrassed expression, he pretended to ask.

"Nothing".

Nangong Yu smiled and looked at Yan Ziyue squirming alone.

The two of them rested for a moment, and then began to continue walking towards the mountain.

"Nangong pardon, I thought of a way, tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow, we will definitely complete the task that we have not been able to complete", Yan Ziyue stood on the first stone step above Nangong pardon, smiled confidently, and the sunlight behind her was imprinted with the halo of branches and leaves, which made Yan Ziyue's white face with a pair of black eyes like water shining like bright stars.

Nangong Yu shook his head for a moment, looked at Yan Ziyue and smiled, and a small flower called admiration bloomed in his heart.

"What are you stunned about"? Yan Ziyue's small hand waved in front of Nangong Yu's eyes.

"Oh, it's nothing", Nangong pardoned himself, thought for a while and said, "I also thought of a way."

"Tell me about it"? Yan Ziyue asked a little skeptically.

"The cloth brace used to make tofu in the tofu workshop just now is good, if you can replace the four sides with cowhide, and leave a place in the center for cotton yarn, do you say no?"

"Nangong pardon...", Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong pardon in thought with wide eyes.

Nangong Yu felt Yan Ziyue's gaze and said in shock: "You, what's wrong?"

"You are simply too smart", Yan Ziyue bent down, her head was close to Nangong Yu's face, and when she saw Nangong Yu's face blushing because of her compliment, she smiled a little playfully, and secretly imprinted a kiss on Nangong Yu's side face.

Nangong Yu was a little panicked about the sudden intimacy, and he was at a loss for a while, only stunned there, his face blushed into a ripe apple, his eyes flickered up and down, left and right, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

"Huh... Ha... Hah..."Yan Ziyue looked amused.

Nangong pardoned Yan Ziyue was smiling happily, and also smiled awkwardly, skipped Yan Ziyue, and walked up the mountain.

"Nangong Amnesty, you wait for me, the method you just said is exactly what I was thinking, I'll leave it to you, I believe you will definitely not let me down, we can finally complete the task, it's exciting to think about it", Yan Ziyue chased after Nangong Amnesty, shouting.

Nangong Yu naturally heard Yan Ziyue's words, and he was also looking forward to completing the task, but for Yan Ziyue's stealing kiss just now, his mood was complicated at the moment, with anger, joy, and desire.