Chapter Forty-Nine: A Visitor to the Broken Temple
Night, starry night, the moon is missing a line, it is full, the silver on the ground is magnificent, the light on the ground is as bright as day, the leaves under the shadows, rustling in the cool breeze, fluttering, like a grimace, it looks very hideous.
The broken window door in front of the temple, fluttering wildly with the wind, from time to time hitting the temple that is almost about to fall, as if after a snap, the whole temple is about to fall down, the rustling sound of the fallen leaves in front of the temple, some of the sound is caused by the small beast that passes through the fallen leaves at great speed, and some of the fallen leaves are like a prisoner, dragged by the evening breeze across the ground to make a rustling sound, the evening wind through the gap, blowing into the temple, the god curtain flutters up with the wind, the dilapidated temple, filled with a smell of dust, the hideous god stares at the ground with a pair of fierce eyes, people can't help but wonder, is this really a godIs God merciful to all beings?
The evening breeze blew the hay under You Jiecao, and he lay on his side on the hay, looking at the moonlight pouring in on the ground, the moonlight was incomparably white, and the thick dust and broken rubble on the ground were faintly visible.
He turned over, lay on the hay, looked at the moon in the sky, the quiet moon, the stars were like a playful girl, momentary and momentary, as if teasing You Jiecao, the thick moonlit night, couldn't help but remind You Jiecao of Li Bai's silent night thoughts, there was no bed, but there were windows, broken and violent windows, it slapped the broken temple fiercely, like a wife who was dragged away by her cheating husband.
On such a night, You Jiecao's lingering thoughts were stirred up again, his parents on the earth, and his own alone in another world.
I thought a lot, I was tired of thinking, but I couldn't sleep, I closed my eyes, lay on the hay, and felt the slightly prickly hay, which I felt so clearly at the moment.
The night is getting colder, and the strange thing is that at night here, you can actually hear the sound of insects, the insects are long and hissing, as if they are telling each other about joy, and the wind blows in, which makes You Jiecao feel cool.
This kind of night, although it makes people sad, but also makes people happy, You Jiecao sat up, looked at the sky, the clear sky was blue, the stars and the moon were unobstructed, the tender grass outside the temple fluttered, and the grass occasionally saw small flowers, dotted and embellished, so that You Jiecao seemed to be in the picture scroll.
The fresh air brings the fragrance of wood leaves stretching out of the branches, and on the trees under the moonlight, there are tender yellow new leaves growing, and there are soft new branches between the new leaves, new branches and new leaves, like a shy newcomer, hanging slightly.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and in front of the hideous statue, a person had already appeared, You Jiecao was looking around at the scenery, naturally he saw this person, the stealth was turned on, and a pair of eyes stretched out under the seat of the statue.
The person who came was a middle-aged man with eagle eyes and a hooked nose, short hair mixed with black and white, a pair of big earlobes, like a big drop of water, hanging under the ears, a cold face, as if someone else owed him tens of millions, a pair of eyes like a sharp sword, shooting out a blazing light, looking at the hideous Buddha statue, as if an unhappy, you can pull out the big sword on his back and split it towards the Buddha statue.
On this man's back was a big black sword, the sword was more than a foot wide and five feet long, and the sword on his back almost hung down to the ground, so it can be seen that this person was almost a little more than five feet tall.
As soon as this person appeared, he actually stared straight at the hideous statue, as if he wanted to make a difference in his eyes, You Jiecao looked at this person's eyes, and his whole body was already cold to the bone.
There is a momentum on his body, rippling out, like water waves, this momentum is just like his eyes, no different from a sharp sword, in this momentum, as if your whole body is full of sharp swords, and the tip of this sharp sword is pointed at you.
You Jiecao looked at this man, and couldn't help but want to escape from the temple, so he closed his eyes and didn't look at the middle-aged man.
At this moment, a burst of laughter like silver bells suddenly appeared beside him, and although he was surprised, he did not move.
Slanted eyes sideways, a pink gauze dress, hunting and flying in the evening breeze, the gauze is as thin as paper, Miaoman's figure, two points of vermilion are clearly visible, the woman's secret is also unconcealed, the mysterious garden, showing in front of You Jiecao, but this garden is not very beautiful, just like a ruined flower, with a faint smell, this smell is covered by the tulip-like, thick and light aroma from this body, but you can still smell a trace of peculiar smell.
On the tender white hand, five slender fingers, the nails on the fingers are crystal clear and white, and on the plump and fleshless arm, there is a white satin, the satin leads the snow-white neck, and then wraps around the other arm, and the satin dances in the cool evening breeze.
The white face is like the moon in the sky, the eyes are bright and the eyelashes are long and long, people can't help but want to kiss this pair of beautiful eyes, the pointed and upturned nose, in the moonlight, the significantly charming amplitude, the reddish cheeks, a moist lips, and a melon-seed-like face shape, which perfectly show these in front of You Jiecao.
The plump buttocks were sitting not far from You Jiecao, and the faint fragrance was like rotten meat, which made You Jiecao nauseous.
The laughter was loud, and the middle-aged man, as if he hadn't heard it, was still comparing his eyes with the idol.
"Sword Maniac Pavilion Master, here so early?" Her words were like soft cotton wool, with magical power, and people couldn't help but want to talk to her.
The middle-aged man still stared at the statue, as if he hadn't heard the words, and ignored the woman.
The woman smiled and scolded: "Idiot who doesn't understand the amorous feelings." This is like a wife scolding a husband who does not understand the mood, soft and sweet.
The middle-aged man still stared at the statue as if she were like air.
Before the woman's words fell, a few laughs came from the woman, and she said, "Sect Master of the Golden Bottle, if he understands the amorous feelings, I'm afraid he is already a dried corpse at this moment! Haha!"
Before the words were spoken, a person appeared on the shoulder of the idol.
Iron beard, swarthy arms, muscles like iron, shining in the moonlight, hands are crossed in front of the chest, a tattered short dress on the body, there is a lot of hair on the shoulders, on the strong chest, the sky is high, the pectoral muscles below are definitely not small, not only not small, but also very large.
Carrying two big axes on his back, two big axes crossed and stacked, the huge axe peak part, in the dark night, shining bright, yellow face, a pair of bright eyes, is jokingly looking at the woman, black and hard scum, scattered on the face, making this man look a little vicissitudes, vicissitudes of life at the same time, more manly taste.
Under the shorts, a pair of bearded thighs, the muscles are like lumps of tumors, and the tendons are sometimes bruised.
The woman looked at the man on the shoulder of the idol with affection, and said, "What did the leader of the axe gang say? What does it have to do with a weak woman?" In his eyebrows, there seemed to be a trace of fear, and he looked around helplessly, really like a weak woman who was afraid.
The woman said, "I like men like the Axe Gang Leader the most, they give me a sense of security!" he said, hanging his head, like a shy little woman, holding his fingers in his mouth, and his face was actually crimson.
"You don't like a strong man like him, but you like a strong corpse like him, right?" said a gloomy voice.
This sound made the night feel even colder, and You Jiecao already had goosebumps all over his body.
The sound of the wind blowing the robe came, and the broken temple could enter the gap of a beast, and a person had already appeared, with a long robe, and the black robe was hunting and dancing in the evening breeze, making a "poof" sound, and a withered hand stretched out of the robe, holding a cane, and a skull on the cane, and in the skull, there was a faint green light, as if he was alive.
The robe has a robe and a hat, and under the robe and hat, a pair of eyes that shine with a ghostly light look up and down at the three of them, and their eyes are like poisonous snakes.
"If you are a weak woman, I am afraid there will be no strong woman in the world. The black-robed man said.
Jin Bei'er twisted her waist like a water snake, her cheeks were slightly red, like a girl who had been praised but embarrassed, she lowered her head and whispered: "Gu Lao praised, how dare a little girl be." ”
The axe looked at her almost naked body, without a hint of desire, just playfully, as if looking at a stone sculpture, not an almost naked woman.
The sword maniac still stared at the idol, his eyes didn't blink, and it had been ten or so minutes.
Jin Bei'er said again: "Why hasn't Tiandaozi come yet?"
She was obviously asking the three of them when she said this, the sword madness stared at the idol, naturally he would not answer her, the axe just looked at her, looking at her jokingly, but he also did not answer, with a sunny smile on his face, without the pair of big plate axes, he was like a strong farmer.
A pair of eyes under the black robe just stared at her and didn't answer.
Her face turned red again like a shy girl, and said, "Axe Gang Leader, don't look at people like this, so is Gu Lao." After she finished speaking, her cheeks turned red again.
A reddish breath came out of her mouth, and You Jiecao was so close that he had already inhaled it.
In the pale red breath, with a rich fragrance of tulips, while inhaling the mist, You Jiecao's face has changed, his body, like a fire is burning, manic and hot, there seems to be a samadhi real fire burning in his lower abdomen, as if he suddenly wants to combine with a woman, his eyes are red like a beast, and he looks at the golden bottle with desire.
It's going to be bad if it goes on like this!
You Jiecao was no longer the ignorant teenager, his teeth were biting heavily on his tongue, and the intense pain made him regain some of his senses, he held his breath and looked at Jin Bottler with fear.
This woman's breath actually has the effect of drugs, and You Jiecao can only smell a little, and he can't stand it anymore, and his whole body is like a burning fire, manic and hot.
At this time, a person walked in front of the temple, unkempt and tattered like a beggar, and this person was the old flower.
http://www.qidian.com
Starting Point Chinese www.qidian.com welcome book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all original at the starting point!amp; lt;/aamp; gt; amp; lt; aamp; gt; amp; lt;/aamp; gt;