It is said that Ling Jingtian noticed the movement in the corner of the house, and when he took a closer look, he was surprised by what he saw in front of him, it turned out that there was an injured woman in the corner of the messy house. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she fell to the ground with her back to Ling, and her long black and bright hair flowed down her shoulders, like a black river, winding and undulating, shining like fine golden sand under the light of the faint light.

She seemed to have lost consciousness, and saw that her fingertips were still trembling slightly from time to time, and Ling Jingtian hurriedly helped her forward when she saw this. What appeared in front of her was a pretty and fair face, with slender willow eyebrows, a straight nose, slightly red and pink cheeks, and cherry lips like dripping cherries, which perfectly outlined her flower-like face. The snow muscles that are as crystal as snow as snow are like ice, and the graceful and slender body exudes a fresh and refined atmosphere.

Ling Jingtian was deeply attracted by the beautiful woman in front of him and froze there. Ah Fu on the ground saw Ling Jingtian staring at the woman in a trance, so he shouted loudly:

"Master! Guru! What happened to you? ”

With Ah Fu's call, Ling Jingtian woke up from his dream, he wiped his eyes and said:

"No... It's nothing, I'm just looking to see if she's hurt. ”

"And is she hurt?" Ah Fu then asked.

"No... It's fine, it's just that I've passed out. Ling Jingtian replied with a little embarrassment.

"She is the daughter of Wang Xi in our village, called Wang Yulu, and the two fathers and daughters have always depended on each other, but Wang Xi has died tragically, and she doesn't know how to live her life in the future." Ah Fu on the side sighed and said.

Ling Jingtian turned his gaze to the head on the ground, thinking that this poor guy with a different head must be Wang Xi himself, any part of his body had completely disappeared, blood and flesh were smeared on the ground, and the smell of blood was stinking, leaving only the lonely bloody head intact.

Ling Jingtian felt very uncomfortable when he saw that such a moving woman was going to go through such a tragic encounter. He picked up Wang Yulu, placed her on the sofa, sat down next to the Afudao sofa on the ground, and said:

"Ah Fu, now that the evil spirit has been eliminated, the village should be safe, you take care of her here, and I will go and bury Wang Xi, so that she will not wake up and see her father's body and collapse." After speaking, he picked up Wang Xi's head and walked out the door.

Ling Jingtian buried Wang Xi's body in the open space at the entrance of the village, and returned to Wang Xi's house after erecting a monument for him. At this time, Wang Yulu had woken up from a coma and was crying on Ah Fu's shoulder, and Ah Fu was also patting her shoulder to comfort her. As soon as Ling Jingtian entered the door and saw Ah Fu laughing lewdly, he knew that Ah Fu must be a womanizer, so he shouted loudly:

"Ah Fu, aren't you injured? Doesn't it hurt now? ”

Seeing Ling Jingtian coming in from outside, Ah Fu put down the hand that was originally patting on Wang Yulu's shoulder, and his lewd smile instantly became serious, and he smiled and said:

"Master, you're back. I'm a manly husband, and this little injury is nothing, but I'm worried about Yulu's body, and I don't know if I'm hurt by that hateful evil spirit. ”

Wang Yulu on the side looked up at Ling Jingtian in front of him, his big black eyes had already been moistened by tears, and when he gazed, he was like a turbulent black sea, and when he flowed, he was like a meteor in the sky, which made people can't help but move. You can still feel a trace of grief through the deep eyes, which makes people feel pity.

Although Ling Jingtian had already seen Wang Yulu's face, it was the first time that he was fortunate to see Wang Yulu's beautiful face with a pair of big watery eyes. The formal charming eyes make the already closed moon and shy appearance even more intoxicating.

The tender man Ling Jingtian was disturbed by Wang Yulu's outstanding appearance, and he couldn't say half a word for a while, just stupidly admiring the peerless beauty in front of him.

Ling Jingtian was originally a monk, and he should be pure in the six roots, transcend the mortal dust, and not be confused by the world. However, at this time, there was a feeling of a deer crashing and pounding. Seeing that Ling was shocked and didn't say a word for a long time, Wang Yulu said with a crying voice:

"Master, you are my savior, aren't you? I heard Brother Ah Fu say that you eliminated the evil spirits in the village and saved the whole village..."

As he spoke, he sobbed in a low voice, Ling Jingtian wanted to go forward to comfort him when he saw this, but Ah Fu on the side had already seized the opportunity, and patted Wang Yulu's shoulder with a rough palm and comforted:

"It's okay, don't cry anymore, Brother Afu and I will take care of you instead of your father in the future, you don't have to worry."

Ling Jingtian looked at Ah Fu's face, and a trace of unhappiness appeared in his heart, but after all, he was a monk who had cultivated for many years, and his mentality adjustment was also very fast. He took a deep breath and said:

"Miss Wang, I'm very sorry, it's all my fault that I came late, if I could have appeared earlier, the tragedy might not have happened."

Ling Jingtian's words were not as hypocritical and immeasurable as what Ah Fu said just now, but from the bottom of his heart he felt guilty and remorseful. And Wang Yulu wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her slender jade hand, and looked at Ling Jingtian affectionately.

Although the person standing in front of him was a bald man in monk's clothes, his whole body exuded a strong masculinity last time, and his bright and handsome facial features were undoubtedly a simple and beautiful man.

"Please don't blame yourself, if it weren't for the master's rescue, the little woman might have died here. Even the lives of the entire village were spared. If you can, the little girl will repay you by making a cow and a horse..."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground with a "poof", Ling Jingtian was too intoxicated by Wang Yulu's intoxicating face, and her sudden kneeling made him have no time to react. Ling Jingtian hurriedly helped him up, and Ah Fu on the side also intervened to help, and interjected:

"Yulu, you don't need to be a cow or a horse, Master Ling is a high-ranking monk, and his merits are complete, so let's thank him well."

In Ling Jingtian's eyes, Ah Fu actually ceased to exist for a long time. He has always fantasized that this house is just him and Wang Yulu, and even fantasizes that there are only two of them in this world. He picked up Wang Yulu and said:

"Miss Wang, please don't make such a big gift, it will make me feel uncomfortable. No matter what happens, I'll do everything I can to help, you can rest assured. ”

Wang Yulu's tears couldn't stop flowing out, and she was exhausted at this time, when her heart had collapsed, her eyes suddenly went black, and she fell into Ling Jingtian's arms and fainted.

A rooster crow broke the silent night, the sky began to break, a round of red sun slowly rose from the east, the village entrance of the villagers entered the village one after another, Wutong Village began to gradually recover under the sunshine. But after this night, where will Wang Yulu go? Is this the end of Ling's trip to Wutong Village?