Chapter Forty-Eight: First Meeting

In the midst of the flood, the four seas and eight wildernesses, nine heavens and ten earths, and the immortal class rises.

Only the Taoyuan Mountain is silent, far away from strife.

"Hey, little Taoist, what are you reading?"

A fig fell across the sky and happened to hit him on the head.

"Oops."

Li He looked up with his head covered, and saw a girl in red sitting on the old locust tree outside the Taoist temple, with her feet crossed, raising her hand to let go of a small purple butterfly.

"Girl, look at the Tao Te Ching below."

The people he deals with on weekdays are all masters and brothers, and where have he talked to the girl.

Li Hebiao's voice was muffled, he saluted, the tips of his ears were dyed a little crimson, and he didn't dare to look at her again.

"Tao Te Ching—"

The girl stretched out her emphasis, her slender snow-white fingers curling the long hair on her sideburns, and she sneered and disdained it.

"I can memorize this book at a glance, and I see that you have been sitting here for three days and have not turned two pages, you are really stupid."

"The girl doesn't know, this Tao Te Ching is not just memorized, it needs to be ......"

"Oops——, "Oh hey," she covered her ears with her hands, her big grape-like eyes rolled around, and she pouted, "I don't want to make any big deal with you elm heads." The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. Leave! ”

With that, with a slight touch of the toe on the trunk, the fiery red figure disappeared without a trace.

Li Hebiao only dared to look up at this time.

That girl is so good-looking.

It's just that as soon as I looked up like this, I forgot a little bit about the Tao that I had just realized.

He took a bite of the fig, and he didn't know where the girl had picked it, it was so sweet.

The five colors are blinding, and sure enough, they also include beautiful colors.

Li Hebiao sighed and decided not to go out to read next time.

Day after day, year after year.

Later, she came to see him every time, and she didn't do anything else, just sat on the old locust tree and watched from afar, watching his cultivation grow extremely fast, and in just a few years, he had surpassed his peers, almost on par with his master.

"Hebiao, your life is peculiar, and you are talented, and you will definitely be able to see the way of heaven in the near future. It's just that don't disturb your cultivation because of mundane things, otherwise you ......"

"Master, how else?"

"I'm afraid it won't last forever."

The white-haired old man looked at this amazingly talented disciple, and the love and sighs in his eyes were complicated.

Suddenly, something fell from the eaves outside, Li Hebiao looked up, and a few thin branches hung down from the cornices in the corner of the sky, swaying in the wind.

"What's wrong?"

"I guess it's a feral cat."

The old man's brows furrowed, and he had some calculations in his heart.

......

One day, the night was cold and the rain was pouring down.

She carried a lotus leaf on her head and knocked on the door.

"Dao Chief, I'm very scared when I meet a villain on the road, can you take me in for a night?"

The girl's eyes were like a puddle of clear water, the rain wrapped her body, and the tulle outlined the lines shallowly.

Li Hebiao recognized her at a glance, but his eyes were lowered and his expression was cold, and he didn't even look at her.

"You can stay overnight in the view, girl, let's go."

He pointed to a side room in the distance, saluted and walked back, his figure clear.

She was not reconciled, lifted her skirt and followed him, so she had to stick to his arm, and looked up at him with a smile:

"Dao Chief, it's better to let me live closer to you, otherwise this black light is blinding, and I don't know if that villain will come back to take revenge, I really have a nightmare."

Li Hebiao played with the jade spike in his hand, took a few steps back, and opened the distance, his voice was like quenched frost.

"Donor, please respect yourself."

"There won't be any bad guys coming in the view, don't worry."

Li Qianyin secretly rolled her eyes, but her hand continued to climb up very consciously. thought that if it weren't for the sake of cultivating the exercises, she would have to collect yang and supplement yin, so she wouldn't stick it upside down like this and lose the dead.

But this Taoist priest seemed to be invulnerable, so he took advantage of his inattention and had to steal the aphrodisiac technique.

This technique is the first time she has used it, although she has killed 800 enemies and damaged 1,000 herself, but it doesn't hurt to pay a little more for the sake of success.

Besides—she glanced at Li He's clear eyebrows and sharp outline—this is not cheap.

She didn't believe it, this Taoist priest is also a man, how much can she endure?

Gradually, her face turned red and she just blindly pasted it.

"Dao Chief, you're so cold."

The lotus leaves that sheltered the rain were casually thrown on the ground, and the pool of rain accumulated in the leaves was sprinkled all over the ground.

She muttered, becoming more and more aggressive, and her slender fingers slid into his neckline like small snakes.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, really not a loss.

"Donor."

When he went down, his hand was held down and he couldn't move.

"It's the shore that turns back."

Li Heyang's ears were dyed crimson, and his voice was hoarse.

"Turning back to the shore?" Her lips opened slightly, and she blew lightly in his ear, her tone sticky and seductive, "Dao Chief, it's all this time, you told me to turn back to the shore?" ”

She thought for a moment, withdrew her hands, pulled her sleeves and wrung them behind her back, a pair of peach blossom eyes as cunning as a little fox.

"I just turned back, I saw the woods, not the shore - it's better to go into your room, tonight, the Taoist will teach me how to turn back, where is the shore?"

The heavy rain swept through the eaves and splashed in the raindrops on the girl's thick and slender eyelashes like a small moon, and his black hair spread out like a cloud, he looked down at her, remembering the first time he saw under the old locust tree that day, he couldn't help but breathe tightly, hurriedly brushed away her little hand that was holding his sleeve, and turned his head to leave.

"Dao Chief...... I'm so uncomfortable......"

She snorted coquettishly, and while he was unguarded, the whole person slipped from under his arms into his arms, and two slender white arms wrapped around his neck, rubbing comfortably on the cold clothes.

He frowned, and grabbed the girl's back collar to tear her open, but unexpectedly, the girl stuck to him as if she had glue on her body, and the two of them stood in the courtyard in the heavy rain, one hanging softly on the other, this strange posture made him a little helpless.

"Go down."

Li Hebiao's voice was a little angry, "The sea of bitterness is endless, if you do it yourself, I won't embarrass you." ”

She ignored him, hooked his neck and stood on tiptoe, pressed her lips stiffly as she had seen in a picture book, and touched them a few times like a chicken pecking rice.

In the hurry, the two noses collided violently, and the pain made her feel sour.

But the other party held the jade tassel in his hand tightly, his eyes closed, and he was still indifferent.

Li Qianyin was a little embarrassed, and after taking a bite, a little blood oozed from the other party's lips.

She took a sip of the bloody smell between her teeth, and smiled half-seductively and half-defiantly:

"Daoist, you can't cultivate the Tao, right?"

"Huh."

Li Hebiao snorted coldly, hung the jade tassel on her empty belt, and a pair of big hands went all the way down from her back, clamping her waist that was not in a grip.